RE: Masks 2
08-17-2019, 02:56 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-17-2019, 02:57 AM by Kadis.)
Sitting on the steps, singing softly along with the strange tones of the psionic voice, was Siren. The local small-town hero, superhero vlogger, and one-time flooder of half of Texas, just as she'd been in her last appearance thirty years ago!
Well. Sort of.
Her limbs didn't used to be that long, and her skin didn't used used to be so slimy. Big, red, raw looking gills flapped in her neck. Her old flashy white pageant girl costume had been replaced with ragged, scaly robes. covered in veiny black runes. She sort of glowed, and whatever she was singing was laced with psionics.
Plus she had big ol' shark teeth.
Siren didn't notice them approaching at first. She kinda seemed like her mind was elsewhere, singing and combing her long matted hair with webbed fingers.
Well. Sort of.
Her limbs didn't used to be that long, and her skin didn't used used to be so slimy. Big, red, raw looking gills flapped in her neck. Her old flashy white pageant girl costume had been replaced with ragged, scaly robes. covered in veiny black runes. She sort of glowed, and whatever she was singing was laced with psionics.
Plus she had big ol' shark teeth.
Siren didn't notice them approaching at first. She kinda seemed like her mind was elsewhere, singing and combing her long matted hair with webbed fingers.