Numbers 96: "Black Mist" (
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heartlandresort2013-12-05 05:29 pm
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come, little birdies
[One of the fountains in the square is acting a bit odd.
Instead of flowing with water, it's dripping with strange, black sludge, mottled with some sort of violet liquid.
Approach?]
Instead of flowing with water, it's dripping with strange, black sludge, mottled with some sort of violet liquid.
Approach?]
no subject
(that was too close, he was too close)
(even now he can still feel its tendrils running over him like a pet being stroked) ]
Nngh.
[ He wipes his mouth and exhales, finally. Next time, he needs to be able to fight this Numbers, and whatever it was planning on doing to him.
(next time? why would he ever come back?)
(some part of him says he has to)
He opens a portal with his depleted reserve and teleports away--preferably to get some new clothes now that his old ones no longer exist. ]