Break it off, you lot. Company's coming. Time to make ourselves scarce!Climb out of the water tub and walk ominously out of the barn, probably backlit by the yellow smoke and fire. Scarred grin and all that.
"So, what's next?" Gak says to no one in particular as the barn continues to burn.
You join the captain and Frederick, watching the disaster, each with your own outlook.
"Was hoping to at lest get the cart and the cages outta that, lad. But time's up. we gotta roll. Come on then, off to the safehouse. With that, he turns, issues a command to Frederick, and heads off at a trot down the alley.
Climb out of the water tub and walk ominously out of the barn, probably backlit by the yellow smoke and fire. Scarred grin and all that.
"So, what's next?" Gak says to no one in particular as the barn continues to burn.
Toss a empty bucket to this guy ruining the dramatic tention
You can bloody help clean up your mess and put out this fire
Keep trying to contain the fire
(2) it gets beyond you. The captain is calling for a retreat anyway. Time to scoot.
(2) One of your eyeballs rolls in the dirt. The fire glints. the smoke stings. You feel none of it.
But what am "I", really? Surely Caroline is in no condition to feel this, but I could contend that she is also in no condition to not feel it. I, myself, have felt a great many things and been great many beings. Why, then, can't I simply take a peek, and see what's under the covers?
you are currently a sentient, sapient rock, formed out of the landscape of Omega base - a constant danger to yourself and those around you. But not here, there. The fate of your previous incarnation's 'offspring' will just have to remain a mystery.
Start growling at the smoke
"Fair point. Let's just hope it doesn't spread much. Come, Frederick. Come along."Find a nice side alley to get cornered hide out in while my admirers work out their excitement.
(1) you get swept along with the crowd, knocked down, and trampled on. When you finally stop getting stepped on, you are alone in the middle of the street, thoroughly deflated. A random alley cat walks across you, stepping on your sensitive bits with all four paws before charging off to who knows where.
Escape the barn, while doing so breathe a small dose of the smoke, so I can reproduce it. When I do this I become immume to the smoke. Avoid the lattice.
You have a chance to become immune to the smoke. It isn't automatic. (6) You inhale some smoke. Now, for some effects. First, you settle to the ground, no longer buoyant. You stagger out of the barn, coughing yellow smoke. You don't know what effect that will have on others, but you feel your innards roiling, while that black lattice begins sprouting through your skin, stiffening your joints and slowing you down. This ... could be really bad, yo.
Stand around watching the team's activities.
Possibly with an open-mouthed gawp if anything especially stupid seems to be happening. If any smoke or other substances comes my way, retreat to a safe distance. Actually, do that if it even looks like things might get worse. Keep an eye out for unknown people approaching the area, too, and attempt to call, whistle to or even just wave frantically at the captain if I spot any.
You hear the sounds of a crowd from out front, calling out about smoke and fire. And also demons, so you know they are talking about you guys. Probably. God, you hope they aren't talking about something else. Anyway, the captain has beat you to the punch and is beating feet the opposite way. You figure discretion is the better part and all that, and follow the captain, as Horatio tumbles out of the smoke, growing black and spiky. Yeah, running away seems wise.
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