Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160618125909/@comment-26517142-20160619033726

To Praetor---

The Chopfyt emerges from the glistening pool of horror. The blood slicks off her as she walks towards the altar. She is wary of you and yet she is cocking her head as if you were something that greatly sparked her interest.

"Big man tempted again and again.. Witch fail." She said very slowly."Big man has sacrificed so much of his emotion for his strength to manifest."

Before he could answer, she pulls a knife and cuts her own arm. Hacks herself apart.Her body loses its hold and she falls apart.

"My gift to you...."

Your sacrifice has been made.. The voice drears. The door opens for you to move on. The pool of blood stops moving and is still..

To Doc

Antoinette: Yes Doctor. (She looks up to see a shaky copy of the unknown man rearing back ready to stab him from behind. Her reaction was quick.) NOOOOO!!


 * STAB.

The clone's makeshift sword went through Antoinette's arm. She buckles on her horse knees and was at point of total collapse. But she would never relent.

Tonette drove her light javelin through the visage's skull and past his spine. "Both the good Doctor and I had faced our regrets in life. So disappear.. Nelt. You are no more.

The copy of Tonette's former lover dissipates. From afar, a single Fairy was holding up a complex button of controls and it blasted on his face. She crashed on the ashen floor.

Your regret is felt.. and the light turned blue. At last. An exit was found down the hall.