HERE I AM, PUTTING IN EXTRA WORDS UNTIL IT GETS TO 250 WORDS SO THAT PEOPLE KNOW I UPDATED, HERE ARE THE WORDS, HERE IS THE UPDATE, EVERYTHING IS SHINY. HAVE I MENTIONED WHAT A WONDERFUL DAY IT IS? NO? THAT'S BECAUSE IT'S SHIT AND RAINY, RAIN EEEEEVERYWHERE, FALLING, FALLING FROM THE SKY LIKE SOME KIND OF EVIL WET STUFF. SCREW RAIN. RAIN IS MADE OF DISGUSTING AND HAIR-RUINING EVIL. FOUR MORE WORDS, SUCKERS!
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You give the... person... a thumbs up, grinning in an attempt to be friendly, or as friendly as you can be after you've just slammed into someone. "Howdy, stranger! What's a black-robed, glowy-eyed person like you doing in a demonic landscape like this?"
Said stranger stares at you with unblinking red dots, before they jolt to their feet, flinging their bony hands into the air. Literally bony. With the long sleeves falling down some, you can see you're actually talking to a skeleton. Ooookay, then.
"FOOLISH MORTAL! DOST THOU NOT RECOGNISE MY FEARSOME VISAGE? COWER BEFORE THE WRATH OF...
LIFEBANE!"
They remain, posed dramatically, as you stare up at them.
[ ] "... Aren't you that D-list villain from Brightstar City? The one who keeps getting their ass kicked by Captain Sol? Ha, I saw that Youtube video of you getting beaten up by that old lady with her handbag!"
[ ] "Wow, I'm totally scared right now. Honest."
[ ] "Okay, great, but d'you know a way outta here?"
[ ] "Hey, have you ever wanted to be in a web-series?"
[ ] "Neeeever heard'a ya."
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