::a sing-songy voice bounces into the dreamworld, and Atrox's head pops in, smiling:: Knock knock! Who's there? Interrupting Atrox... Interrupting... WHABAM! I'm helping out the bad guys! ::giggles::
I
knew I really, really liked the place with all the undead. Not only are they dumb enough to just stand there while I siphon them, but wow... this place has so much more information about how undead are made! I totally heart this place.
The green sparkles all over my face were pretty awesome, and all the new tricks I have! The land there liked me SO much. The Deadlands recognized my potential, my powers, my thirst, and it gave me new toys to play with. It even helped the Husks; that was icing on the proverbial cupcake. :
uts her hand over her mouth in surprise:: Oh, did I just break a law, mentioning pastry which doesn't exist? Drat! Fine me, baby!
Lamari! You'd love this guy I met up there. He was super duper shiny and magical. I think he was made out of gold! I bet he'd be your bestie if you went up there... you might have a hard time hugging him through all that metal, but I bet you could destroy his hard outer shell and get at the lovey dovey inside.
::a frustrated sigh echoes through the dream:: Now, that Santet... he's not too bad for an old Orc... and that Ogre, the old one whose spirit shined in the night... he had some tricks up his sleeve, too. But that's okay, I'll smash both their spirits into little tiny fragments. Like I said to Santet, it wouldn't be the first "Good Death" I've dealt out, that's for sure! Of course, I'd much rather have Santet as my friend, but he's more Besser's type, I think. Big, green, and swings harder than I ever could. ::mad giggles::
I'll get the knack of this withering thing, though. All these new tricks, so much to learn all at once.
Oh, and about Vera... she's TOTALLY A SPY. Hahahahahaaaaaa. She spies on me, you silly heads! That's her one and only gig, keeping me relatively in check and watching out for the youngin's. It's how it's always... ::her voice trails off, before shaking her head:: That's odd... why did I say that? Must be the new tricks playing with my head.
Now... to go learn a new nursery rhyme... unless one of you want to spare a life and teach me one in these funny dreams...
Mmmm.... and what to be, what to look like next? Decisions, decisions... ::skips off into the darkness singing Little Bunny Foo Foo::