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smashrising2017-02-01 09:15 pm
ub01) wrote in smashrising2017-02-01 09:15 pm
ɪɴᴠᴀsɪᴏɴ
Who: YOU and the beast.
What: Nothing good, probably.
Where: You were just in the wrong place... (The Ultra Wormholes could appear anywhere.)
When: At the wrong time. (Any point in February)
Warnings: Potential parasitism/mind control
[ The academy and Final Destination City... It had known many troubles in its time, yet with their total destruction seemed to come a more peaceful time.
Of course, there were still new arrivals now and then. Space and time would rend themselves to let a lost soul in, now and again. Some stayed, and those that did settled in nicely, making themselves at home. None with ill intentions had set foot on the floating island in a very long time.
But all good things must come to an end.
The space in front of you seems to crack open. Portals from another world may not be anything new to the mansion's inhabitants. This one carries with it a strange energy... and not long after, a strange lifeform appears in front of you.
It doesn't speak or communicate-- at least, not in any recognizable way. Two of its... limbs rub together, as if trying to warm itself.
Proceed with caution, as whatever sentience or emotion it lacks, it can tell when it is in danger... ]
What: Nothing good, probably.
Where: You were just in the wrong place... (The Ultra Wormholes could appear anywhere.)
When: At the wrong time. (Any point in February)
Warnings: Potential parasitism/mind control
[ The academy and Final Destination City... It had known many troubles in its time, yet with their total destruction seemed to come a more peaceful time.
Of course, there were still new arrivals now and then. Space and time would rend themselves to let a lost soul in, now and again. Some stayed, and those that did settled in nicely, making themselves at home. None with ill intentions had set foot on the floating island in a very long time.
But all good things must come to an end.
The space in front of you seems to crack open. Portals from another world may not be anything new to the mansion's inhabitants. This one carries with it a strange energy... and not long after, a strange lifeform appears in front of you.
It doesn't speak or communicate-- at least, not in any recognizable way. Two of its... limbs rub together, as if trying to warm itself.
Proceed with caution, as whatever sentience or emotion it lacks, it can tell when it is in danger... ]
Sable yes.
Well...maybe it was lost, or it had a question. No need to be rude, after all.]
Can I help you?
no subject
Sable probably shouldn't touch that. ]
no subject
Sable looks down at her knitting project. Perhaps it was interested in what she was sewing?
She maintains her distance, but also holds up her project to the creature.]
Ah, I'm making some mittens, you see. It's still very cold out here, after all. Are...you cold, perhaps? Would you like me to make you some mittens?