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towerofanimus2012-01-01 12:31 am
tempustemporum) wrote in towerofanimus2012-01-01 12:31 am
In which the entire tower collectively goes OH SHIT
Characters: The entire tower. PARTY POST.
Setting: Take a wild guess.
Format: Either or.
Summary: The tower has been reduced to one room, and it's chock full of monsters. Who you gonna call?
Warnings: Lots, the least of which being language...
[Well, ladies and gentlemen, shit dun hit the fan.]
[The tower has been condensed to one room with pretty much nothing in it. This post? Do whatever in it. General reactions. Go. ...As for Ienzo, he's just kind of sitting in the corner, head in his hands.]
Setting: Take a wild guess.
Format: Either or.
Summary: The tower has been reduced to one room, and it's chock full of monsters. Who you gonna call?
Warnings: Lots, the least of which being language...
[Well, ladies and gentlemen, shit dun hit the fan.]
[The tower has been condensed to one room with pretty much nothing in it. This post? Do whatever in it. General reactions. Go. ...As for Ienzo, he's just kind of sitting in the corner, head in his hands.]
yay <3
Vriska, preoccupied momentarily by making sure he was out of damage range, received a blow to the face that left blue blood dripping from the cuts. A snarl, and she stabbed into the monster, twisting her sword to catch the spine in its hook before ripping outward. There was a splatter of blood and guts across herself and the floor. She wiped her hand across her face, smearing cerulean with red. Gross, but so, so worthwhile. She loved the fight.
She glanced back to him, trying to figure out what he was doing while still trying to pay a decent amount of attention to the monsters.