Illusion XXV {Video} or Fran vs. Adstring's landscape part 4
[Fran's been fairly absent from the network this week. The reason he's giving is that he's been cleaning the mansion (the animus so kindly trashing every single room when they arrived), which is partially true, but Bel's disappearance is another factor.]
[Not that he looks really all that upset. That eternally flat and dour expression still is stuck on his face, but the infamous frog hat isn't on his head. He's out exploring the city yet again. It was time to get out anyway.]
[Milling about an fairly empty street, Fran comes across a very large crevice in the road which looks impassable, being too large to jump over and presumably too deep to simply jump in and climb up. How annoying.]
[He gives a rather loud and annoyed sigh, before two nearby buildings' windows suddenly burst open one by one, the glass shattering into the street. Quickly, the outside steel of each one peels off into a giant puddle and disappearing (the interior rooms following suit) leaving only the bare iron skeleton of the structure. The two buildings' frames lean over the street and intertwine with each other, eventually leaning down exactly over the crevice and creating a bridge. Still looking as bored as ever, Fran walks over it nonchalantly.]
This place is so boring. I hope the next event is at least interesting.
[The second he steps off the bridge it disappears into a cloud of purple smoke, leaving a bare crevice and the two buildings beside it untouched and in perfect condition. Well, for Adstring. The feed times out.]
[Not that he looks really all that upset. That eternally flat and dour expression still is stuck on his face, but the infamous frog hat isn't on his head. He's out exploring the city yet again. It was time to get out anyway.]
[Milling about an fairly empty street, Fran comes across a very large crevice in the road which looks impassable, being too large to jump over and presumably too deep to simply jump in and climb up. How annoying.]
[He gives a rather loud and annoyed sigh, before two nearby buildings' windows suddenly burst open one by one, the glass shattering into the street. Quickly, the outside steel of each one peels off into a giant puddle and disappearing (the interior rooms following suit) leaving only the bare iron skeleton of the structure. The two buildings' frames lean over the street and intertwine with each other, eventually leaning down exactly over the crevice and creating a bridge. Still looking as bored as ever, Fran walks over it nonchalantly.]
This place is so boring. I hope the next event is at least interesting.
[The second he steps off the bridge it disappears into a cloud of purple smoke, leaving a bare crevice and the two buildings beside it untouched and in perfect condition. Well, for Adstring. The feed times out.]