[Out in the middle of camp, in front of the messhall]
The gates... the gates are...
Aheh. Hahaha. Shit.
*Anyone with spiritual senses might be pinged right now. Others might be pinged by the unholy shrieks of laughter coming from appearently nowhere, or perhaps the crack appearing in reality as if the air in from of them were a giant windshield. Giant wave of cannon fodder, anyone?*
*ETA: Red, glowing circles of like... evil write-y stuff are now matterializing on the cracks, ground, trees, overhead*
*ETA 2: and now, all the cracks shatter in a very cool, trippy way, and out of the red circle-ma-things come pouring dozens of these guys. ZOMG FAITTO! LIKE HELL AM I PLAYING 40+ FIGHT THREADS! GO TO IT BITCHES!*
Aheh. Hahaha. Shit.
*Anyone with spiritual senses might be pinged right now. Others might be pinged by the unholy shrieks of laughter coming from appearently nowhere, or perhaps the crack appearing in reality as if the air in from of them were a giant windshield. Giant wave of cannon fodder, anyone?*
*ETA: Red, glowing circles of like... evil write-y stuff are now matterializing on the cracks, ground, trees, overhead*
*ETA 2: and now, all the cracks shatter in a very cool, trippy way, and out of the red circle-ma-things come pouring dozens of these guys. ZOMG FAITTO! LIKE HELL AM I PLAYING 40+ FIGHT THREADS! GO TO IT BITCHES!*