11-02-2017, 02:09 AM
(11-02-2017, 01:20 AM)AustinLB90 Wrote:Feizel pauses at the sound of pain. The sound of fear. He slowly turns to Austin with a crooked grin(11-02-2017, 01:12 AM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: There is a sudden snapping sound. A familiar one, even if you've never actually heard it; bones snapping like twigs as the pressure on Austin's right leg increased rapidly. The numbness only lengthened further and further up his left leg along with the burning sensation that emanated from the inside, a slight tugging starting at the back of your head. Like something else was attempting to take up residence. All would be lost soon if it was not lost already. One thing was notable about everything though. The golem was never the fastest to act, always slow and methodical, impossibly careful it appeared."Aghhhh!"
He screams as this happens.
(I dont know what else to do)
(Also is it bad i actually wanna see where this leads?)
"เ'ѵε ωαเƭε∂ รσ ℓσɳɠ ƭσ ∂σ ƭɦเร"
He slowly unsheaths his knife and leans over Austin
"เ'ℓℓ รαѵε ყσµ ɓµƭ เ ωเℓℓ ૮σℓℓε૮ƭ ɱყ ∂εɓƭ เɳ ∂µε ƭเɱε. ∂σ ωε ɦαѵε α ∂εαℓ?"
(10-31-2017, 12:19 AM)Cereal Wrote:(10-30-2017, 09:00 PM)achroma Wrote: *sol slowly turns around still with his revolver in hand* "so how do you disposed of corpses? Acid? Fire? Hell, even a septic tank?"
Clyde seemed more occupied with chatting with the bartender; hell, even the bartender failed to give any response to what he had just said. Their words felt hard to hear; almost as if he was removed from reality.
As he spun around, a bright being sat in one of the tables before him. Floating-- bandages, or some sort. Within seemed to be a rather vibrant, almost gaseous substance. A kilt ran down it's legs, starting from it's waist. Bracers adorned both of it's wrists. A mantle covered it's shoulders and neck, with a hood emerging from it. Within said hood was a mask that covered most of it's face, bar where the eyes should've been. It lacked eyes, and from the look of it, a face in general. All of it's attire seemed metallic, with alien designs engraved within, yet, it almost appeared as if it felt and acted like cloth.
Before long, a masculine voice arose from the being, though it was clearly monotone, it somehow had a jovial nature to it.
"You don't need to do that. I merely just wanted your attention." He'd state, before lowering what appeared to be some sort of wand, which, was pointed towards him prior. "I believe we can have a mutually beneficial discussion here."
Sol quickly holsters his revolver, startled at first by the strange being. He's seen quite a few things in his time, but nothing quite as stranger as this. "Hello... you could have just slipped me a tip or atleast use worlds instead of whatever you did... so what do you want? I want to have my drink before all of the ice melts."