Friday, November 22, 2013

Guess who's gonna die next?

"Guess who's gonna die next?"

Of course, Starla had to use a bunny potion on a phobium. A hot phobium. Mizuki, to be exact. Of course, she's the daughter of a fear and a human, making her a phobium. I'm glad that, for once, it isn't me dieing.

I am waiting to see what will happen.
This post is for you, Dr. Shadow.
Dialogue:

"OH SHIT SHE'S awake !!! HAHAHA!" Starla said, laughing hardly. Mizuki, now a bunny, glares at her. Daedalus slaps Starla.
"Don't swear, Starla." At this point, Starla is high in the sky. A tendril made of solid blood grabs her neck. She is pulled of her broom, which is snapped in two.
"ACK! MY BROOM!" She yells.
"I'll make sure you go to heaven, Starla!" I laugh as I say so. Starla points her wand, shouting words of gibberish, which soon become incomprehensible.
"So..." Aaron says, looking at Starla. As she is falling, she closes her eyes tightly. A field of pure blue appears around her as she falls. I don't see what happens, but I think she phased through the ground. She pops out of the ground and becomes solid again. She takes out a box, hopping inside it. The box locks behind her. Daedalus knocks on the box, which is about 3 inches by 5 inches. Daedalus gets no response.
"Hmm..." This is Aaron, musing, most likely.
A girl walks into the clearing, and yells, "Bunny!" before waddling over to Mizuki, or Zuki.
Taking a break from typing, I say, "I wouldn't suggest that..."
The girl hugs Zuki. Silence is eminent, the only sound being silence itself. Daedalus stares blankly at the girl. "So... Fluffy!" The girl says, smiling widely.
"Let me go." Zuki says. The girl gasps, and falls back.
"Why are you afraid of a talking bunny?" Daedalus asks.
"A TALKING BUNNY!" She says, smiling. Daedalus buries his hand in his hands. Zuki growls, a high-pitched whir, and starts to chew on the box Starla is in. The girl steps back hesitantly. 
I laugh, pausing in my typing. "That bunny is Zuki. What's your name?"
"Ci-lla!" Cilla says, pronouncing each syllable. I resume typing, uninterested. The box that Zuki is chewing on takes no damage.

"You want help, Zuki?" I say, laughing slightly. No hint of recognition, just more chewing on the box, which takes no damage again. I sigh, and wait for more action.

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