Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20170729111129/@comment-29435884-20170730020909

I slowly turn to face our uninvited guests. "Leave" I tell them emotionlessly. This has absolutley no effect on our 'visitors', the gun-toting ring leader takes a step forward and shapes up to me. "Or what?" the cocky bitch smirks at me.

Oh....she wants to play does she? alright, let's play. I gather my magic and put on a show. As I stare at her I begin to levitate, all the street lights in the area go dark all at once and my eyes begin glowing a hellish purple. "You will leave, or you will die. And when you do, your soul is mine. You will join the legion of the cursed and lost the I hold at my command" As I speak I allow my voice to take on an echoing and multi-toned quality. "peace will forever be denied to you, your tormented spirit will curse this day for eternity."

Ring leader is looking pale after that performance and the gun is shaking in her hand. Her cronies are looking like they want to be anywhere else but here. Time for the kicker. I summon an illlusion of purple fire that surrounds me and my boyfiend like a cloud. "Do you know who I am?" I ask, leaning forward to stare into the nervous woman's face. "I am the queen of death, ancient beyond your understanding of the word, you. mewling. whelp. life itself is nothing more than my plaything. your weapon is a pathetic toy before my power."

The gun drops from leader-girl's nerveless fingers. She's white as a sheet and shaking like a leaf. Her backup squad are edging backwards, faces frozen in fear. Now to finish it off.

I reach forward and grasp the would-be mugger's shoulders, she shivers at the un-deathly chill of my hands. With as much of a smirk as I can manage, I lean in to whisper in her ear "You should leave now....little girl." Aaaaand they're off! running away at full speed, screaming like children.

With that taken care of, I kill my little light show and cease levitating, my cloak settling around me, hiding my body, which I've just realised was on display for anyone who cared to look. I turn back to my boyfiend who is trying (and failing) to hide a grin at my performance.

"Did I hear a bit of Ron Perlman in that speech sweetheart?" He asks me with a chuckle. "Fah!" I reply "I have no idea what you're talking about. What sort of Lich would I be without my own queen of death speech?........maybe."

"I knew you've been binge watching Adventure Time. looking for ideas?"

".....oh, shut up and kiss me."