Ars Goetia ([personal profile] arsgoetia) wrote2011-09-05 09:32 pm
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[Final Day] Endgame

There is a noise like broken glass as the giant shadowy snake wavers in place, then falls over, hitting the roof so hard that dust billows up on on various levels of existence, making the whole building shake. You begin to see more people all around you—flickering, as if the layers are merging into one, the separations between them vanishing.

Superimposed over the snake's fading body—yes, there is, in fact, a giant shadow snake, visible to everyone now, even those who had just been fighting Mithos—is a man in a labcoat bending over on his knees, shuddering and grasping at the ground.

"Sssssss . . . thissssss . . ."

He jerks abruptly, then sags a little more, as if losing energy, trying to force his eyes to stay open, but . . .

[identity profile] colulubrine.livejournal.com 2011-09-06 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
No. Lulu will find you at camp when you least expect her and swallow you whole.
telepathetically: (raccoons have found strength in numbers)

[personal profile] telepathetically 2011-09-06 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
PLEASE DON'T I DON'T TASTE GOOD

[identity profile] colulubrine.livejournal.com 2011-09-06 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
[giggles and drapes. tee hee]
telepathetically: (we should get tattoos of swords)

[personal profile] telepathetically 2011-09-06 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
[i-is draped]