(Slowly ascends the stairs.)
(Appropriate music for those of you who like Wes Anderson.)
-the figure slowly and mechanically turns its "head" at Not!Alpha-
-A tendril slowly slips out from behind its robe and slowly moves it across the group's faces, as if displaying handiwork-
-Its touch is the only source of any positive emotion in the entire room-
-SWEET MERCIFUL MALCERPICO MARNO WHAT ARE ALL THESE VOICES SCREAMING AT YOU-
edited 6th Dec '12 6:42:58 PM by MacDuffy
-Jake is struggling
as he slowly lowers his gun, being touched by a tendril-
edited 6th Dec '12 6:45:41 PM by rockmanx
-Has seen Daisy crying, which manages to reach a part of him that still feels the need to have hope and help others. He reaches out and finds himself hugging her-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-Alpha's taking a backseat at the moment-
-Not that it would do much good-
-Stands up and stares down the figure-
-Takes out his sword and stares at it-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist