Fubsy

To The Edge of the World...

Wimena followed Eve around the hill. Surprise filled her gaze as an entrance opened up, the earth trembling slightly as the doorway was revealed. "How did you know this was here?" Wimena marveled, peering into the doorway.

To The Edge of the World...

Now I wanna see June in a superwoman suit AND nerdy glasses.

New Rivière City: The End of an Era [Superhuman City/High Casual]

Sure, why not? Been itching to experiment with a character with shapeshifting abilities.

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Wimena smoothed her shirt as she was set down, blushing as June patted her head. She nodded in answer to Cedric's question, though she held more caution, especially after her fall. "Tarquin's right, though. What if the beast returns, or the rope snaps? We may have June to fly us out, but I'm betting carrying a half-Orc won't be as easy as catching me."

Metalheart

*starts playing James Bond music* XD

Metalheart

Marcella tensed as she heard a door opening, alarms ringing in her head. She carefully maneuvered to the source, pausing as she saw Max slip into the shop door. Suspicious mingled with the lingering sense of curiosity, and the doctor slipped beside the door and peeked in.

To The Edge of the World...

@Lunar
Just in time too lol.

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Wimena wanted to say that her last thoughts as she plummeted diwn the hole were analytical and clever. That she was planning out ways to clamber up as the earth gave way beneath her feet. That she was twisting her body on purpose to land safely. Of course, none of those things really occurred, leaving the Halfling with the ever so eloquent verbal and mental interjection of "AAAAUUUUGGGH," as she tumbled into the dark. Her eyes were shut tight in fear as the wind rushed around her. Suddenly, Wimena's scream was cut short as she collided with something soft, and her body instantly tensed up. The ground, perhaps? But the fall felt so quick, and she was sure the cold stine wouldn't be as warm and comfortable. Risking an eye open, the halfling gasped in shock as she saw the floating girl from before carrying her. "T-thank you..." she said, her viice coming out like a deflated squeak.

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Wimena went up the hill and peered at the hole. The dark, foreboding maw gaped at them, causing the halfling to shudder involuntarily. What could be inside? "Handy," she commented as she saw Tarquin's lighted ring. Taking a small rock from nearby, Wimena tossed it into the dark and listened closely for how long it took to reach the bottom.

Metalheart

Sleep was the last thing on Marcella's mind that night. Her head buzzed from the day's events, and the Italian found herself pacing across the floor. A thousand questions buzzed in her mind. About the sickness. About her friends. About this unknown threat. None of them were answered. Sighing, Marcella paused and glanced towards the door. Two possibilities were apparent in her mind. Lay down and get some sleep, or solve one of the many curiosities racing in her mind. Hesitating for a second, Marcella made up her mind and silently slipped out.