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Post by Tillian Panthesis on Apr 1, 2015 4:24:48 GMT 1
Continuing 100 words for this month. Also Crossover shenanigans warning, just to let everyone know, who had crossovers trigger, especially with Mass Effect.
1st of April 2015
“But you have a choice,” said the holographic brat, known as Starbrat.
Before Commander Shepard begins to ponder, as in how in the Galaxy she was forced to bend her knee to this little twerp, when all the sudden a massive force blew her off her feet and knocked her unconscious once more.
Then it turns out the explosion comes from a cosmic portal, that the Dovahkiin and her Altmer partner in crime accidentally activated during their visit to the Isle of Artaeum.
“How many times does this Khajiit had to say? Don’t touch the red button, Rumarin!” The Dovahkiin growled.
“Uhh… Ooops,” Rumarin replied with snide tone.
The Khajiit sighed and turned to the Starbrat, “You there, hand over the Elder Scroll or bad things will happen to you, boy.”
“No. You can’t do that,” said Starbrat.
Rumarin turned, “Well brat, you’re going to regret this. Especially when everyone knows that messing with the Dragonborn can end in a… messy way.”
After a few explosions later, the Starbrat is deactivated permanently, they got the scroll and the whole Galaxy is safe and happy, including Shepard… though a Dragon Break paradox in their universe.
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Post by Tillian Panthesis on Apr 2, 2015 11:05:38 GMT 1
The last one was a jab, in the spirit of April fools day. I mean that ain't going to fit into my comic. Anyway, back to your regularly schedule.
2nd of April, 2015
Midnight falls. The town of Kynesgrove is in a silent slumber, even the innkeeper is asleep. Rumarin got up from his bed and tip-toed out of his room. He reach to the door across the dining room and tried to open it, but the door is locked.
“Damn it,” Rumarin whispered to himself. He pulled out the lockpick from his pocket and began to fiddle the lock. He twitch and turn the lockpick and the dagger carefully, trying to keep the noise of the lock mechanism down.
“Almost…” Rumarin mumbled.
Instead of hearing a satisfying click, a dreadful metallic snap was heard.
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Post by Tillian Panthesis on Apr 2, 2015 14:35:38 GMT 1
3rd April 2015
“Julianos’ cock!” Rumarin yelled, before he quickly cover his mouth with both of his hands.
He look around the room. There was a sound coming from the door that he was trying to unlock. He meekly lean his ear over at the door.
The noise it turns out, was the Justicar mumbling in his sleep. Something about “Off with his head.” Fortunately, he’s still asleep and no one has heard of Rumarin’s outburst of expletive that was blasphemous to the Nine.
Or the eight, depending how one’s look at their religion.
For Rumarin, he didn’t give a crap about religion, since they didn’t do much for him.
He sighed and pulled out a spare picklock.
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