by Narrator on the Rebound » Tue Sep 06, 2011 5:53 pm
@ Elliot
As Elliot reaches for the large gemstone, attempting to spare it from the clutches of the enigmatic thief hiding in the darkness, a strange feeling of weakness comes over the androgynous young adult. It is a sensation as cold as the Baltic Sea in winter, as light as a child's laughter, and as terrifying as the hollow stare of the Grim Reaper himself.
"Now, now my starling, that will not do~!" says the chastising whisper.
There is a loud popping sound, the passing aroma of gunpowder (and something else), and then a light, as bright as thousand suns and hotter than the pits of Hell! It consumes the poor child's senses one by one: first his sight, then his touch, before swiftly culminating with his hearing, taste, and smell until everything is incomprehensible and meaningless!
.... ....
What seems like the whole of an eternity passes and Elliot finds himself awakening upon a grassy hill staring at the brilliant blue sky overhead. Something soft lies against his back and upon his chest lies the Sapphire Che-Cherry....
@ Sir Dact
((I live to entertain my friend! *Noms cookie*))
"You're getting close to the mark, my little sugar plum!" teases the voice. "That wasn't so hard now, was it? Indeed, while these jewels I steal will no doubt make me wealthier than a hundred emperors, what I enjoy is the ecstasy of the caper. That rush of adrenaline that courses through my veins as I dodge the law enforcement at every turn, the pure glee of outsmarting the petty traps and obstacles in my path! Oh, but what I enjoy most is the perks that come from my line of work, as I'm sure you are aware of Muffin~! ^^
"Ah, I wish I could tarry here longer my darling but alas, my work calls me off to parts distant! Until we meet later, please accept this parting gift, a token of my undying affection!"
A blue rose cascades from the ceiling, landing gently at the knight's armored feet.
@ Feng
Upon stepping foot upon the stone steps, the criminal finds himself assaulted on all sides by the local police! Seemingly thousands upon thousands of uniformed officers descend upon Bones, pummeling him with their batons....
"Stop right there!" says Officer McGrumpy, strolling up to the battered criminal, giving him a look over.
"Well, well, well" he crows. "It looks like we have us here an infamous celebrity! Returned to the scene of the crime have you, eh? What do they call you again? Lord Scone, I believe."