01-15-2016, 11:17 PM
The portal quivered with activity as they all passed from Camelot to the Nexus. The hulking plant zombie stumbled out of the rippling purple passageway, one hand over his stomach as that familiar feeling of dimensional travel surged through his being. He wasn't consciously aware of it, but the interdimensional rifts played merry hell with the conflicting forces that animated his tremendous frame and kept the spark of life sustained in his rotten brain. Necrotic and life energy mixed with the effect of Omniphysics gave him a nasty lurching jolt every time he went through one of the portals- or at least, the two times he'd done it so far.
Grundy blinked as his eldritch vision adjusted to the blinding white glare of the Nexus, recent memories of his fort and the muddy white dirtmen he'd made as guards bringing a dopey smile to his face. He wondered if "Fort Grundy" was still there, and decided to keep an eye out for it while they traveled. Most likely it had been reabsorbed into the fabric of this verse when he'd left. Looking around him as he walked unsteadily away from the portal, he watched the rest of their traveling band materialize from between the gate. Jade had been the first through, her form nearly twitching with excitement as she alternated between walking on the ground and on air. Then had followed that huge fluffy dog with the child on its back. The chalky hulk had stepped through after that, followed by the two girls, Valerie, the elf in the dress, and a couple others Grundy hadn't been properly introduced to. Oh well, time enough for that later.
As Jade made her way ahead of the group, Grundy plodded along a little ways behind her. She really was like an angel, the zombie thought. She knew exactly what she was doing, where she was going, and she could fly. Grundy had faced off against heroes that flew before, but they had always ended up throwing him into space, or through buildings or whatever. Jade floated nonthreateningly above the ground, and was about as friendly as a person could get. His mood quite elevated, Grundy decided to sing a song. Well, THE song. The only one he really, truly knew the words to. They were etched into his mind, etched into his very being, and he could even hear the melody all around him when it was very quiet.
"SOL-OMON GRUN-DY, BORN ON A MONDAY. CHRIST-ENED ON TUES-DAY".
His boots, making the ground tremble a little when they impacted the clean white sterility of the Nexus earth, left obvious footprints to show where the giant had been.
"MARR-IED ON WEDNESDAY. SICK ON THURSDAY. WORSE ON FRI-DAY."
He squinted. In the approaching distance, it look like there was a figure standing there. Shrugging, Grundy continued his inexorable plod, and his horribly off key singing. He might have known the words, but it was like listening to Tom Waits with a head cold.
"DIED ON SAT-UR-DAY. BUR-IED ON SUN-DAY...."
The brightly colored plant mage, Valor Ree, perked up from a few meters behind Grundy. "Is that...oh, it is! I was hoping we'd find him here. Such good timing Miss Jade has." Grundy nodded in agreement and watched Valerie scurry past him towards the figure. Grundy caught up with Jade and the rest of their companions, loosely clustered near each other while the spring bedecked mage nearly knocked out his friend. He really made an interesting contrast to the bright blankness of the Nexus, and every hue on the magic user's clothes stood out even more garishly against the white horizon.
Suddenly, the newcomer lashed out and smacked something out of Valerie's hands. Grundy bristled and tensed up as the stranger jabbed a finger into his new friend's chest, yelling and gesticulating wildly. The chalk white hulk walked towards the two men, and stopped a few feet behind the plant mage, clearing his throat with a guttural, wet rumble.
"WHY ANGRY MAN HIT FRIEND VALOR REE?! GRUNDY NOT LET YOU HURT FRIENDS."
He stood there, drawn to his full nine feet in height, tattered clothing, eyes glowing, broken teeth bared in an undead grimace. He took no further action beside standing behind the mage and looking grotesque, though he was prepared to crush this little man if he made any more sudden movements.
Grundy blinked as his eldritch vision adjusted to the blinding white glare of the Nexus, recent memories of his fort and the muddy white dirtmen he'd made as guards bringing a dopey smile to his face. He wondered if "Fort Grundy" was still there, and decided to keep an eye out for it while they traveled. Most likely it had been reabsorbed into the fabric of this verse when he'd left. Looking around him as he walked unsteadily away from the portal, he watched the rest of their traveling band materialize from between the gate. Jade had been the first through, her form nearly twitching with excitement as she alternated between walking on the ground and on air. Then had followed that huge fluffy dog with the child on its back. The chalky hulk had stepped through after that, followed by the two girls, Valerie, the elf in the dress, and a couple others Grundy hadn't been properly introduced to. Oh well, time enough for that later.
As Jade made her way ahead of the group, Grundy plodded along a little ways behind her. She really was like an angel, the zombie thought. She knew exactly what she was doing, where she was going, and she could fly. Grundy had faced off against heroes that flew before, but they had always ended up throwing him into space, or through buildings or whatever. Jade floated nonthreateningly above the ground, and was about as friendly as a person could get. His mood quite elevated, Grundy decided to sing a song. Well, THE song. The only one he really, truly knew the words to. They were etched into his mind, etched into his very being, and he could even hear the melody all around him when it was very quiet.
"SOL-OMON GRUN-DY, BORN ON A MONDAY. CHRIST-ENED ON TUES-DAY".
His boots, making the ground tremble a little when they impacted the clean white sterility of the Nexus earth, left obvious footprints to show where the giant had been.
"MARR-IED ON WEDNESDAY. SICK ON THURSDAY. WORSE ON FRI-DAY."
He squinted. In the approaching distance, it look like there was a figure standing there. Shrugging, Grundy continued his inexorable plod, and his horribly off key singing. He might have known the words, but it was like listening to Tom Waits with a head cold.
"DIED ON SAT-UR-DAY. BUR-IED ON SUN-DAY...."
Quote:"FUCK"
The brightly colored plant mage, Valor Ree, perked up from a few meters behind Grundy. "Is that...oh, it is! I was hoping we'd find him here. Such good timing Miss Jade has." Grundy nodded in agreement and watched Valerie scurry past him towards the figure. Grundy caught up with Jade and the rest of their companions, loosely clustered near each other while the spring bedecked mage nearly knocked out his friend. He really made an interesting contrast to the bright blankness of the Nexus, and every hue on the magic user's clothes stood out even more garishly against the white horizon.
Suddenly, the newcomer lashed out and smacked something out of Valerie's hands. Grundy bristled and tensed up as the stranger jabbed a finger into his new friend's chest, yelling and gesticulating wildly. The chalk white hulk walked towards the two men, and stopped a few feet behind the plant mage, clearing his throat with a guttural, wet rumble.
"WHY ANGRY MAN HIT FRIEND VALOR REE?! GRUNDY NOT LET YOU HURT FRIENDS."
He stood there, drawn to his full nine feet in height, tattered clothing, eyes glowing, broken teeth bared in an undead grimace. He took no further action beside standing behind the mage and looking grotesque, though he was prepared to crush this little man if he made any more sudden movements.
“I don’t wanna be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me.”