Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160721185731/@comment-26517142-20160724054844

(Hah. We have 50 replys left. Gonna make it count.)

The Paths line behind me and Ozma, who had just flown in from the sky in a huff. Assorted characters appear into the scene from their rides. All unfamiliar and not so familiar.

First off, riding their spectral brooms sputtering in noisy fashion, was the new set of Witches of Wane arguing in turn. Azkadia of the East, Cattra  of the North, Elphabi of the West, and Lilhlue of the South.

Next was the Scarecrow Neem. She wore her blue witch like outfit with a cowl behind her, and the sign of the neighboring kingdom Ix gleamed on her chest.

"What?!? No gifts?!! Outrage!! Off WITH YOUR HEAD!" said a cutesy voice from a carriage drawn by a Jabberwock. It was the Queen of Hearts, berating a clownlike Dormouse.

From a huge metal carrier, emerges the Head Tin Woodsman Atsune Mekalika with the Severing Squad (Lin Ai the Oblation, Blances the Indominus, Chopper the Pylos and Blink the Sceep). She glares intensely at Jeiel.

Much to every man's shock, a dainty pumpkin emerges from the road and stops. Out steps a very beautiful Living China garbed in princessly wear. "How unsightly." SHE clicks her teeth.

And last was Toymaker, the Munckin inventor, riding a mechabot of her creation.

All these guests bow to Jeiel and Ozma, who return the favor.