(WormyxWere) 1x1 RP

[Wormgod]

((Nny: Hey, I beg to differ! You didn't have to watch! *climbs*

See? She's awesome, and exceedingly powerful!))

[miraphoenix]

((Yamir: I've had to watch both times. *is taller* *looks more like a 12-year-old than an 8-year-old* *is watching Nny with icy cold eyes*

So I see..))

[Wormgod]

((Nny: I'm so very sorry...

You approve?))

[miraphoenix]

((Yamir: Why? You're the one that just killed her again.

Yes!))

[Wormgod]

((Nny: Because she was annoying me! I'm sorry about what you apparently "had to watch"!

Start?))

[miraphoenix]

((Yamir: By that logic, I should just let go of this rope, then....

Can you?))

[Wormgod]

((Nny: Go ahead. I can fly.

Possibly. Quote the last posts?))

[miraphoenix]

((Yamir: I don't care. *starts hauling Nny and the rope up*

Moira smiled, perfectly content to relax, now that the coast was apparently clear. She didn't see the watcher in the water, and was unaware of the danger...

That would make sense... I've had dreams of here.... Tiamat replied, looking around her curiously. Watching the figures as her father walked towards them, she growled in annoyance as the pair disappeared into another portal before any details could be seen.

))

[Wormgod]

((Nny: *grumbles and climbs out*))

The watcher in the water wasn't the problem. That was just a crocodile, which was soon eaten by a tentacled plant. The problem was the watcher hanging on a tree branch above that scene, chuckling to herself at the grotesque sight. She was an average height, with light-blue skin and hair all the way down to her feet. Her hair was tangled and damp from the sea air, and her clothes were tattered with an odd pattern of black and white stains, suggesting a series of fights through the months of this post-apocalyptic life. Even with her dirtied appearance, she seemed perfectly fine. She swung her feet like a little girl, her attention spent tuning the battleaxe-turned-bass guitar. She finished and strapped it back on her back, then started floating toward the group, "Hey, fish-people. How do you like my island?"

Johnny silently agreed. He jogged over toward the spot where the two figures were and opened a portal, trying to tell it to place them exactly where the other figures moved.

[miraphoenix]

((Yamir: *stalks off with tears in his eyes*))

Jumping a few inches, Moria spun around as she heard the voice, one of her longer wounds reopening as she did so. "Who on earth are you?" she hissed, managing to look rather fierce for someone who was starving to death.

However, the portal refused to open further than about quarter-sized, a rather creepy telepathic chuckle ringing out from above and behind Nny and Tiamat. Slowly, Yog-Sothoth became visible, a massive, twisting bulk hanging almost directly over them...