Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160618125909/@comment-26517142-20160620013449

(Senses the spirit energy) Mmm.... You Tinman, are begging for it... So you want to know why I am doing this? Why am I this way? Because OZ is the one who did this TO ME.

In her glory, Magdala undresses. The same impurity on her sister was on hers as well.

"Everyone.. Will EXPerience MY PAIN when this World FORSAKEN ME!"

She cackles and fires. The locket of Matris levitates on her open palm. A lion's courage A metal man's heart A scarecrow's brain A canine's loyalty A girl's love

After this, individual sentiments flew from the girls to Magdala. A metalwork cog. A woven mind. A necklace. A set of earrings.

The metals mixed in the center of her open hands. A bright light ensued.What emerged next was a twisted, ominous bident.

"It is MINE."