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Through The Living Ash

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  1. Mercy watches the last wisps of his presence fade away with satisfaction. She had not been certain, up until now, if she could get away with it. Did she make the right decision? Her chosen path is dangerous, far more so than simply allowing Mascarose to take the seeds of Desire. But it holds a greater potential as well, that she can see clearly. Rousing herself from her broodings, Mercy turns her focus onto the fledgling Desire. It presents a conundrum, to her, that she is not yet ready to solve.
  2. Bartholomew staggers backwards, silvery blood spreading from the wound.
  3. “Oi,” the peddler says after Bob had drunk the serum. “You might want to be careful, there now. There’s some nasty side effects.”
  4. Your fingers stretch so much that they look like spaghetti noodles, and dangle limply from your hands.
  5. Nullite cancels Narration within a small field around it, as well as many other forms of magic. It’s the Essence of Ordered Darkness.
  6. Being very courteous and agreeable, 5119 pewter compounders promptly sit down so that one can leave without any blood needing to be shed.
  7. Mercy considers for a second. “Two weeks should suffice. And you will do nothing for the intended effect of impeding my attempts to complete this, though I doubt you would.”
  8. A legion of pewter compounders make a scratch on the safe just to spite you.
  9. Luckily, the arena that the duel takes place in is within interdimensional timeout, and so the duel is unaffected. From the stands, I boo loudly your attempt at interference.
  10. I teleported away from it just fine. I don’t see what’s keeping you guys there.
  11. Bartholomew rushes forward as Jerome is momentarily distracted, stabbing at his chest.
  12. The peddler, having just restocked his supply, offers Bob an anti-wind serum for the low low price of two shillings. Perhaps he wasn’t as good at repenting as he thought.
  13. The peddler, deeply traumatized, runs home immediately and swears to never again scam people into buying his fake serums. He lives out the rest of his lonely life trying to repent by selling people real serums at absurdly low discount prices.
  14. The peddler gets to his feet shakily. “Sorry, no bargains. That’ll cost ya three shillings.”
  15. The peddler, surprisingly light, barely manages to get out a yelp before hurtling over the cliff edge along with all his wares.
  16. As he is searching, a peddler crosses his path. "Git your anti-wind serum! Only three apiece! You'll find none with a finer qualidy."
  17. The sky and space promptly mix, as if just to prove you wrong. It looks rather spectacular.
  18. I accept the cookies graciously, forgetting entirely to check for spikes. I then demonstrate how to actually deal with protesters by ordering my legions of fish with legs to shut them down.
  19. I don't particularly want to be the leader of a spy network, and so disband it at once upon hearing of this. Joe and the rest react by leading an aggressive protesting campaign against me. Figures.
  20. Joe is angry at you for disbanding it and gathers the rest of the spies that you just effectively fired to lead an aggressive protesting campaign.
  21. I think he sent Atreides into some pocket dimension a while back.
  22. "I've never fought a Narrator," he said, "so I couldn't say."
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