Well, this is interesting. [NARRATIVE, CLOSED]
Characters: Medusa
Content: A witch awakens to find things aren't as planned.
Location: 43rd St, Near Times Square.
Time of day: Late morning
Warnings: None to speak of, maybe length.
With a loud roar, Medusa was awakened. Strange, she thought, as she didn't remember falling asleep. Nor did she remember occupying a new body following her little tiff with Stein, and yet it seemed she hadn't even lost her previous one. Hm.
The roar returned. What it could have come from was unfamiliar to her, as was her current location, for that matter. It was an alleyway... somewhere. The architecture was unlike that in Death City, or really, anyplace Medusa could recall offhand. The skittering of insectoid legs filled the air. Seemed she wasn't alone here. She stumbled to her feet, feeling faint somehow. Slipping out of the alley, she turned the corner to see where the noise came from.
It didn't take long for her to find an answer. Several creatures, alien to even her understanding. Arthropoid in many ways, yet in others, decidedly not. Interesting. Perhaps she'd take some samples to study, once she found the facilities to do so. For now, they must be punished.
"VECTOR A-"
She paused. It was at this point she realized something was incredibly amiss. Her children - thousands of them - were all gone. All but two. By now, her shouts had aroused the attention of the beasts, so she had to act quickly. Using her Light Serpent attack, she sent those two into the fray, and into the fray they went. They entered the fray, passed through it as though it were air, and popped right out the other side.
Well, this threw a wrench into things.
Eyeing her surroundings, she noticed a door labeled "Rick's Cyber Cafe," with some computers inside. Making a mad dash, it was now a race against the beasts. Once she reached the door, she put all she had into pulling the door open, diving in, and yanking it shut Had she been physically stronger, it would have come off its hinges from the strain. Taking a moment to catch her breath, she listened to the creatures as the slammed into the door. Apparently they didn't have thumbs. She made note of that.
Once she calmed down from her uncharacteristic panic, she went to one of the computers that still worked. She didn't know this technology, but everything seemed fairly self-explanatory, so she logged onto the internet, and, in her best frightened voice, recorded her "SOS".
" H...hello?"
This could be fun.
Content: A witch awakens to find things aren't as planned.
Location: 43rd St, Near Times Square.
Time of day: Late morning
Warnings: None to speak of, maybe length.
With a loud roar, Medusa was awakened. Strange, she thought, as she didn't remember falling asleep. Nor did she remember occupying a new body following her little tiff with Stein, and yet it seemed she hadn't even lost her previous one. Hm.
The roar returned. What it could have come from was unfamiliar to her, as was her current location, for that matter. It was an alleyway... somewhere. The architecture was unlike that in Death City, or really, anyplace Medusa could recall offhand. The skittering of insectoid legs filled the air. Seemed she wasn't alone here. She stumbled to her feet, feeling faint somehow. Slipping out of the alley, she turned the corner to see where the noise came from.
It didn't take long for her to find an answer. Several creatures, alien to even her understanding. Arthropoid in many ways, yet in others, decidedly not. Interesting. Perhaps she'd take some samples to study, once she found the facilities to do so. For now, they must be punished.
"VECTOR A-"
She paused. It was at this point she realized something was incredibly amiss. Her children - thousands of them - were all gone. All but two. By now, her shouts had aroused the attention of the beasts, so she had to act quickly. Using her Light Serpent attack, she sent those two into the fray, and into the fray they went. They entered the fray, passed through it as though it were air, and popped right out the other side.
Well, this threw a wrench into things.
Eyeing her surroundings, she noticed a door labeled "Rick's Cyber Cafe," with some computers inside. Making a mad dash, it was now a race against the beasts. Once she reached the door, she put all she had into pulling the door open, diving in, and yanking it shut Had she been physically stronger, it would have come off its hinges from the strain. Taking a moment to catch her breath, she listened to the creatures as the slammed into the door. Apparently they didn't have thumbs. She made note of that.
Once she calmed down from her uncharacteristic panic, she went to one of the computers that still worked. She didn't know this technology, but everything seemed fairly self-explanatory, so she logged onto the internet, and, in her best frightened voice, recorded her "SOS".
" H...hello?"
This could be fun.