Out of nowhere, the ground rumbles, and in a rain of light, a figure appears from out of the ground.
"I, am Ventas. And you are history." He finishes his sentence by locking on to Ryth, and unleashing a barrage of large X shaped shadowy shockwaves.
"The X-Blade will rend you limb FROM LIMB!"
edited 29th May '14 1:33:32 PM by Ventus-Vanitas
"The Keyblade War will begin!"(and then... something smells)
(no, it's not even smell. It's a putrid odor of rotting meat and decaying bodies)
(the possible perpetrator behind this heavy atmosphere might be this giant gentleman
◊, slowly shuffling itself through streets of Whiterun, growling. It seems to long for something to eat...)
Meanwhile, a young woman with exceptional fashion sense steps out of Jorrvaskr. She heads up to the Skyforge and takes the book mentioned earlier, and smiles.
I believe this is indeed mine, she thinks. But just to be sure, I must conduct a test.
"Doki Doki Lit. Club" is a happy game where nothing bad happens. seriously tho? not for the faint of heart.(well, apart from rather blatant demoralization, stench and possible ailments involving getting rolled into a pile of excrements and rotten food, there's nothing to cause)
(the damage is definitely reduced, though it still hits with a great push)
(Cerberus roars before trying to swallow Hakumen whole with its left head)
edited 29th May '14 3:41:05 PM by FergardStratoavis

Abomasnow swings around, firing sharp leaves and ice shards.
In loving memory of that plot arc that we spent nearly a year on. Now our sun may never set.