[Town] Streets XXXV: Ignore the Soul Eating Hobos

[Mee]

These are the streets.
Pretty simple. They lead everywhere in the town.

And no one person can say that all the NPCs are, say, possessed/eaten by demons. Because the streets don't have a definitive end.

[Recaiden]

Hmm. A church army doesn't usually end well. I just hope it never thinks to put them to use.
Riki shudders.
And it's such a casual sounding name for a deity; don't you think?

[Mee]

Hmm. A church army doesn't usually end well. I just hope it never thinks to put them to use.
Riki shudders.
And it's such a casual sounding name for a deity; don't you think?

"Yeah, but this one has been there for a while, not going much.

Yes, it is. She should change that."
She shrugs.

[Recaiden]

Okay. I hope she doesn't. Hmm.
I wonder if they do change their names. It might confuse or upset some of their worshipers, don't you think?
((deadtime))

[Mee]

Okay. I hope she doesn't. Hmm.
I wonder if they do change their names. It might confuse or upset some of their worshipers, don't you think?

"I have no idea."
She shrugs, then has to deadtime.

[Quinsar]

Solomon walks outside.

[Beans]

Liache follows. Clip clop. A few NPCs have their eyes caught by her alternative outfit.

[Quinsar]

HE pulls open a manhole.
Ladies first.

[Beans]

She smiles wryly and enters les sewers.
Kerploosh!

[Quinsar]

He follows her down.
There's a light!

[Beans]

She carefully starts toward le light.

[Quinsar]

She might here chanting of spells.

[Beans]

She approaches more, as close as she can safely get.
She is listening for the words that will herald her cue to go "onstage".

[Quinsar]

She'll hear those words.

[Beans]

Zhvvp. She gones...
...
...
KRRRGGUUUUSHHHHHK!
In the appropriate spot, there is a fierce upjet of sulfurous gas. Within the roiling vapor, a lithe form writhes.
WHO CALLS LI'ACHERAKEIKH FORTH FROM THE BLEAK ETERNITY OF GEHENNA? Her voice is the scratching of a thousand pens on death warrants, the spray of a lethal injection being prepared, the silken sound of death.

[Quinsar]

She'll be over a fire pit.
Surrounded by teenagers wearing robes.
One's holding a big pale green book.
Oh great demon lord!
We request thy help!
Solomon is sneaking up behind them, holding his staff.

[Beans]

A piercing grey light shines from where each eye should be in the hazy figure.
GROVEL, WRETCHES, AND I SHALL CONSIDER WHETHER OR NOT I AM FEELING... CHARITABLE. Dang, she's good.

[Quinsar]

You bow before us!
We summoned you!
That means we control you!

[Beans]

I THINK NOT.
The sulfur cloud rages with a sickly yellow light and steamy heat.

[Quinsar]

I'll send you back to hell bi-
Thwack!
That's the sound of Solomon's staff slamming into the kids head.
Didn't your mother teach you manners?
He says, pointing the staff at the other kids, who run off, scared.

[Beans]

The steamycloud fizzles out.
She stands there, a smile playing about her mouth.
Well done, Master.

[Quinsar]

He nods, and picks up the book.

[Beans]

She clears her throat. Shouting is hurty.
Well, that turned out to be easier than expected.
Although my throat will thank me if I never do that again.

[Quinsar]

Yeah, those kids had no idea how powerful this was.

[Beans]

All the more reason it should be in your hands.

[Quinsar]

He giggles, and, tries to hug Liache in gratitude.
Thanks for helping mr.

[Beans]

She is alarmed at first, but then finds herself smiling and hugging back with all four arms.
Any time, Master.

[Quinsar]

He giggles.
I'm gonna hav emy magic back!

[Beans]

And what a joy that shall be. She says it without sarcasm.

[Quinsar]

Let's head home.