Forbidden Technology part 1
The Tenth grappled with his TARDIS, an intricate love dance which inevitably left one of them on the floor. And being as it was the TARDIS’s floor, she was certainly not the one who lost.
If anyone needs something to do for the sbargrist thing, my planet is Land of Dawn and Stairs, my consorts are foxes, and my god tier is Seer of Heart c:
The foxes flicked their tails as they ascended the stairs. No one had told them about the stairs, and so they were fearless. They were more than fearless - they were consorts, brainless furry assholes who were attracted to one thing and one thing only.
Her quest bed.
They came in droves, the morning sun shining on their fur as they climbed the endless staircases of her land. They came to pay respects to the Seer of Heart, who laid bleeding on her quest bed.
They didn’t know it would work.
How could they? They were only consorts. They didn’t know that she would rise up. They only knew that it was important. One nosed at her hand to push it back onto the stone slab, another licked at her face.
The Seer is dead, our souls are torn. Her heart is still, it beats no more.
==> Seer: Rise up.
The Four Heroes of Light, part 1
“The four orbs are quiet, now. Oh, once they were so alive! They fueled the kingdoms of the world, those crystals - they helped us all. Those crystals are lost, now, lost to the sands of time. It’s said that one day, four heroes of light will rekindle the crystals…”
Clubs Deuce was a funny little fellow. He was missing two fingers, he acted like a child, and he was a genius.
Most people didn’t realise that Deuce had any measure of wits to him, because most people assumed that genius was associated with intelligence. Deuce was not the sharpest of knives in Slick’s drawer. (In fact, Slick often called him a butterblade when he did wrong.) But Deuce had something important which his fellows lacked: innocence.
It often led to genius.
Deuce didn’t see the world like Slick or Droog, or even Boxcars. Deuce saw a world of possibilities, a world where any path might lead to adventure. Trying to keep Deuce on track was like trying to keep a puppy on its leash, because Deuce had never lost his sense of wonder. It often frustrated his superiors, but sometimes Deuce led them to glory.
Wriggler’s First Clouding
“Uhh, and then the great dragon, strikes,” and as commanded by the code, the monster abstraction stomped forward. It lashed its long tail at Terezi, who blocked with her cane - a replication of her ancestor’s weapon.
“Redglare isn’t sure whether she should be fighting the dragon!” Terezi, in her FLARPing outfit, put a hand on her hip and glared at Tavros. “She doesn’t buy its guilt!” With that, she charged forward towards her clouder, cane outstretched.
