mother_of_god: (Seal of Metatron)
[Tasks:
-Monster fighting! There are skinless dogs, pterodactyl things, and apelike dudes in abundance, and all sorts of stores to explore/loot.
-NPCs! If you want to talk to one, let me know. There's a policewoman around, though she doesn't know what the fuck, and a crazy woman who may know what the fuck, but hell if anyone can tell!
-Subplot! There's a police station with notes about the local drug trade. [I'll paste 'em in if your character wants to read them.] Also, ammo.]

Empty stores stretch for blocks, the fog and snow the only patrons. Whatever happened to all the people here, it looks like most of them had time to close up shop before diasppearing- gates are down, doors locked. Wide chasms cut through some of the streets, impossibly deep gouges in the earth. The city is dead.

Date: 2008-07-13 01:06 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] lemur-sitter.livejournal.com
"... I do like not getting killed..." Sokka muses.

The next THWACK is ... more of a SLICE really.

The creepy mutant dog didn't really have a chance.

Ew.

Date: 2008-07-13 01:07 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] lilmsmiraclegro.livejournal.com
Now there is sudden surprise hugs.

"Are you OK?"

Date: 2008-07-13 01:09 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] lemur-sitter.livejournal.com
"I'm fine!"

Eee surprise hugs. He holds the sword away from her with one hand and uses the other to hold her close.

"That was just ... really weird. I hope I didn't kill somebody's pet." D:

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