Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30225761-20170210035134/@comment-29564364-20170219141636

Me: "Hmmm... I don't like it..."

Tienna: "What is it?"

Me: "The others we flew over a moment ago should already be here."

Tienna: "I don't like it either." She points high behind the house.

Me: "Dammit! That thing again! They must be lost inside it. Go inside the house to warn them that a sandstorm is coming our way, but stay here as well. We need to know where the house is. I'll go look for them."

Tienna: "Understood." She splits into two lolified versions of herself. She stands there and starts emitting a neon blue beacon.

I activate my effect field generator at maximum power and project a Filter Field around me to filter out the sand particles in the air within a 10m radius to increase my visibility. "N.I.G.E.L., scan the area for the biosignatures of those we haven't found yet."

N.I.G.E.L.: "Scanner perimeter established. Radius: 20m."

With that, I take flight and disappear into the wall of sand.

The other one barges inside the house: "TJK, MATT, the sandstorm is coming our way. We need to barricade this place!"

Matt bursts in laughters: "I know I should be taking you seriously, but I just can't with that size and voice."

Tienna: "It's not the time for th- Ah!"

Matt: "Are you alright?"

Tienna: "No, I'm under attack!"

Matt: "..... You're standing right in front of me."

Tienna: "Not the me here, the other one that stayed outside."

Matt: "Oh, right! Don't worry, I'll provide cover. You stay here and take care of Gwen. General of the Land: Dune! This time, he takes an appearance akin to that of a lizardman with wings made of loose sand, beige scales and sand coming out of the space between them. He literally dives into the sand and disappears.

Outside...

"Third General's Desert's Jaws!" Matt emerges from the sand right beside Tienna and executes a groundpound. Giant jaws of sand sprout everywhere and trap then engulf everything, skeletons and sand crocs alike.