"Can we talk somewhere else please?"
-The monster is staggered by the tornado but tracks Pan's movements...and spotting the young lady, too-
-When it opens its mouth this time, the interior is glowing blue-
"Nngh!"
-Oh hey, mohawk guy is waking up!-
Edited by Randomman5 on Aug 16th 2018 at 11:00:23 AM
Useless. You're fucking useless. How did you even get to that size, huh. How did you even mature past a disgusting, pissing, moaning little larva squirming from its mother's crusty nethers. Why aren't you dead right now. Perhaps I should fix that for you.
(Seizes him by the legs, forcefully dragging him outside, snapping one leg in half at the knee to make a sharp, bony splinter at the end, and hurls this pathetic, makeshift living projectile at the other monster's chest, hitting it clean in the heart and sending it crumbling to the ground to choke on its blood and breathe its last.)
.....
(Just sighs and ducks back behind the couch.)
It's probably safer back here, if it means anything at this point.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019"Comfy place please."
"Son of a-"
-The mysterious mohawk man starts playing his flute
-
-The monsters stops dead in its tracks, roaring and grabbing its head in agony...before fading away into mist, Pan's Death Ball passing through it-
"Phew...got it in time..."
-Kora is out on the patio that's totally there, with a ton of...notebooks?-
Edited by Randomman5 on Aug 16th 2018 at 11:37:05 AM

I misunderstood you. I thought. You asked something different.
...
(Felicia looks off to the side)