THUNDERBOLTS AND LIGHTNING, VERY VERY FRIGHTNING

[aheadinthegame]

[There's a localized lightning storm at this silo. It lasts about a minute and then everything is fine. If you care to investigate, there may be a fried cow or two. On the other side of the silo, there's a headless body (and head nearby) with a man standing off to the side and looking pissed.]

[A follow up to this. Warnings: we are slow. Slow bros

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[aheadinthegame]

[MOMENTS BEFORE anyone arrives, Kronos stands and waits for Methos's Quickening to be HIS.]

[...]

[...]

[watchingthegame]

[it's almost like Methos is screwing you over, even in death]

[aheadinthegame]

[Stabbing his sword into the ground as lightning hits everything else but him.]

Methos!

[watchingthegame]

[this would be almost amusing. you know. if I were alive to see it]

[crosshisheart]

[I'm showing up because I have GREAT TIMING]

[watchingthegame]

[be careful you don't kick my head]

[aheadinthegame]

[buzzzzz]

Go home.

[crosshisheart]

[AAAH YOU KILLED A GUY]

[canhascow]

[don't mind me, I'm just following the smell of fried cow. taller than the silo! but don't mind me]

[watchingthegame]

[please don't step on my corpse]

[canhascow]

[eww I don't want corpse bits on my feet. steps over!]

Oh, was there fighting?

[watchingthegame]

[well, if you look now, the head is reattached and the person appears to be stirring]

[touch_sensitive]

[b-bad timing]

W-what are... what--

[aheadinthegame]

[arms crossed]

Farming accident.

[touch_sensitive]

THAT IS NOT A FARMING ACCIDENT!

[aheadinthegame]

It is! If you use your imagination. Which, by the way, I recommend that you do.

[pussyfortono]

. . . [ wary ] What is going on here?

[aheadinthegame]

[tone is rough with suppressed raaaeeeg]

...A simple accident.

[pussyfortono]

And how did such an accident occur?

[aheadinthegame]

With farming equipment. Driven by a scarecrow.