Michi falls with a SLAM a bit after, changing out of her CLIMBING EMERGENCY IRON BOOTS soon after.
(edited)Michi nods, and walks around the beach shore a bit.
Michi shrugs, and starts idly building a sand castle.
Michi raises her eyebrows and steps over.
Michi shrugs and starts making another sand castle closer to the temple entrance while waiting.
Michi tilts her head.
Michi would join in the blockade, shield out.
Michi swaps into her IRON BOOTS and prepares to hold her ground.
prince.
you hold strength. your power is intense.
why don't you move?
pain brings strength.
hurting brings power.
that is the point.
you stand undetected, with the high ground
kill them.
Kill them all.
pain brings strength.
hurting brings power.
that is the point.
tsk.
all this strength. but none of the worth.
disgusting, worthless prince of ice.
ugh.
pathetic.
hey uh flint where's the lock on that thing
DOOR STUCK DOOR STUCK
youre a... genuine DICK SUCKER
youre a... genuine DICK SUCKER
yeah duh there's no handle
fuck around and find out
hold on
hold onnn
im coming down
Michi tilts her head at Isaac.
Michi shrugs.
She starts heading up the stairs.
While climbing, Michi snaps her fingers and turns to Anne.
Michi grabs it and takes a few sips.
NO NO NO NO NO
pawn.
it has been a long while.
a prank, this is not.
my peon of danger. you have reached the end of your board. and nothing stands in your way from the edge to true power.
become your Black Queen.
feel anger incarnate.
let desire to kill overtake your host.
then you will be useless. and you will be captured by the
white knight.
she whom has lost. and shall still take revenge upon you.
allow your power to grow.
become the Queen. grow your strength.
let your fury become the forefront of your person
or you will fall like the
other
white pawn.
(edited)Alice.
strength.
power.
respect of others from their fear.
you will become the Spark of Rage, for i shall guide you through your ascent.
You will become a god.
very well. :)
falls.
Don't waste it.
)I see no reason for hesitation.
but the possible ascent of a pawn makes their potential infinite.
Michi immediately turns around and vomits on seeing that.
dear khamun,
i'm sorry that i write so little now. there's a big presentation over here at skaianet, so i'm a bit busy, but i promise i'll write more. i guess you wouldn't care, since i have no idea if you even read these letters, but maybe you're just mad at me. i get it. you're locked away. i'm sorry.
maybe once i'm done with work and you're done with testing, we can get dinner. at a fancy restaurant like you begged me to take you to when you were a little kid. whatever's on the meteor probably isn't that tasty. i don't know, maybe you're having the time of your life in there.
i just wish you'd respond so i could know. haha, here i go, rambling about my day again, right? well, if you want to, you can write back. tell me about your day.
sincerely,
bill turing
dear khamun,
project's over! me and your mom are gonna get a few vacation days, but they said we couldn't use it to visit you. i'd love to, buddy, but i think they'd kill me if i tried. if worst comes to worst, though, i'll die trying.
we're going out to hawaii. they say it's really beautiful there. i'm excited. i'll send you plenty of pictures.
sincerely,
bill turing
P.S. i forgot to send this letter until after the trip! here are some pictures of the ocean for you, bud
dear khamun,
happy birthday. these are eventually gonna stop because i'm starting to lose hope that these are gonna reach you eventually. i have a feeling these are being intercepted. if you do get this, i want you to know i love you with every piece of me and hope we can actually meet someday. i heard about your incident and hope at least you are okay.
i know you're okay, what am i saying, you're my blood. i have faith in you.
sincerely,
bill turing
yes. YES
YES!
Michi vomits again from the gore, but pulls herself together and runs after Flint as well.
why don't I know who to root for...
root for, like with vines, that's silly.
Michi waves.
Michi pokes Anne in the shoulder.
She falls back, and rubs her nose.
She pushes herself to her feet.
Michi steps over to Maud to help him up.
Michi rushes between Esther and Maud, bearing her shield and glaring at Esther.
Michi hisses and tries again!
Michi flails a little as she's raised up.
She points.
You catch the coconut adequately, and crack it open.
She takes a towel out of her sylladex to wipe the drool off.
She just sighs, laying the towel dry-side-up on the sand by the fire, taking a seat on it and grabbing a bit of fish to eat.
She pulls out her phone and starts google searching care bears.
Michi looks up from her phone and blinks.
She looks around.
alien
is unaware of what human hand signals and gestures means and it's really funny
She catches it and cracks it open to sip.
She slams a fist against a nearby palm tree, grabbing a fallen coconut and cracking it open, starting to pour it into the mug can.
After filling it up and discarding the coconut husk, she covers the top with a hand and shakes it around, getting it mixed up. Once finished, she sniffs it.
She takes a sip.
Michi has just been stock-still and unresponsive since sipping the coconut milk/mug mixture.
Michi looks up and waves to Michael as he descends.
She nods and continues leaning back by the fire and sipping her can of Mug.
Michi jumps a little, but waves to Amalga as well.
She pinches the bridge of her nose.
Michi raises an eyebrow.
also watchig
...Michi takes a long, obnoxious slurp of her Mug.
Michi is still oblivious.
Michi stretches a little and gets up.
She leaves.
Michi returns.
You just regular trip. You do break your nose though.
She gets up, rubbing the bridge of her nose.
Michi catches it, and nods to Sergey.
She quickly sets and packs her nose, before sitting back down with a sigh.
She shrugs and turns to Traf.
She taps her ears.
Michi shrugs.
Michael.
Michael begins seeing a dark figure in the light of the lux ring. Long, black hair covering it's face. Red, firey hot eyes burn through the veil of hair.
He holds a large curved blade, made of an unbreakable steel.
He wears an outfit of silk, adorned with the mark of the last hope.
A crown of gold floats above his head.A false hope has appeared. It is lying to the faces of the uneducated and incompetent so that it may further it's plan to destroy Hope itself.
A muse to destruction. One that embodies entropy, destruction, rot, and the inevitable end.
Do not let it fool you. It hides under a disguise of perfection. A veil of lies.
Yes, my hope.
No deceptor could ever lead me astray, my hope.
You have learned well, Bishop.