the Rift


[OPEN] Listen Up, Maggots!

Crowley Posts: 166
Outcast atk: 4.5 | def: 8.5 | dam: 5.5
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2 :: 12 HP: 62.5 | Buff: NOVICE
Talbot :: Common Hellhound :: Acid & Name? :: Caracal :: None Dingo
#1

We build cathedrals to our pain
Establish monuments to attain



The guy was a fucking God; could he not summon the whole of Helovia to the ship himself, instead of sending those who had come on their own off like little drones to round up the stragglers? It was no task that Crowley wanted to pursue or put up with, to say the less, for maybe those who were left deserved to be wiped out like the lands, and the population might be better off without those who weren't bright enough to catch to where everyone else had gone off to...

But he had gone anyway with Talbot padding along at his side, beckoning the strange, pale-eyed mare to join him in warning the still clueless, worthless souls that their pathetic lives would soon be over if they didn't heed their warning. The stallion hadn't wandered far, though, moving off only to the horizon and no further. After all, his partner appeared to be with child, and he had the inkling of a feeling that he would never hear the end of it if they ventured too far.

"Listen up, maggots!" The brindle called out in the loudest voice he could muster, standing atop a gently rolling hill to better see and be seen, "A great flood is coming to cleanse this place of filth like you all." Simple and to the point, nothing more, and nothing less. And more importantly, the truth. "So, unless you're a goddamned fish, I would advise you follow us."

"Talk talk talk"

@[Histe]


Freedom from all of the scars and the sins
Lest we drown in the darkness within

Histe Posts: 99
Deceased
Mare :: Equine :: 15.1 :: 5 Buff: NOVICE
Merikh :: Cougar :: Paralyze ali
#2



She was getting fat, heavy, round all because of the foal in her belly. Sides that had once been sleek were protruding in ways that made the mare want to rip the foal from the womb and be done with it. What was she thinking? She needed a foal? Hah! She needed a foal like she needed her head stomped into mush. And then there was the possibility that the little monster would have wings because she'd let herself be taken by a pegasus all to spite her mother who wasn't even alive anymore. She would just have to handle it if the child was born with wings.

Histe's ears lay flat against her head and she snorted as Crowley stopped and called for all of the maggots to listen. Was he really so lazy that he couldn't even leave the meadow? Whatever, it didn't matter because she didn't particularly care for wandering around to find stragglers. Any who fell behind could drown for all she cared. Survival of the fittest.

"So, unless you're a goddamned fish, I would advise you follow us."

What were they? Servants? "Why can't they do this themselves? They're gods aren't they?" Couldn't the Earth God project his image across the sky and direct everyone to the Meadow? Histe snorted again, her eyes narrowing. "Let them drown."

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