Torsolus / Male / Hominid / Form / Tags: Xilsa, GeneralTorsolus stood giggling at the sign. He perked up at hearing Xilsa’s voice.
“Uhh, ready!”
Through the gates, a sprawling cobblestone city with high titanium buildings crowded together among narrow streets. The streets bustled with the oddest, most mixed population ever seen. These streets were much fuller than they were supposed to be. The people, creatures, and general life that could be seen came in every shape, size, species, proportional variety.
The only consistent population among these were very strange, short, simple-looking folk with enormous heads and tiny bodies, some impossibly so. Their faces were simple, their hair almost plasticine, and their speech, squeaky. They wore medieval garb, including long robes, mighty armor....watermelon costumes.....cat suits??? Flower suits?? Every second or third one wore something completely insane.
Torsolus gained some idea of just where they were.
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“Kill you? Why would we do that??”
“Her world must’ve been really mean.”
The curtain was pulled back, revealing a short lady with an enormous head and simple facial features, wearing a doctor’s coat.
“Why don’t you tell us your name and where you come from, eh?”
“And why so many of you are so tall!” A male nurse with similar properties and humongous eyes shivered cartoonishly behind her.