06-15-2018, 04:01 PM
Quote: http://omniverse-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=9927
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Kilgrot the Mighty stalks down a Hover Street slum, his hands in his letterman jacket, his face in a scowl.
The angtsy teenage Klingon crushes a wild begonia growing from a crack in the ground beneath his sneaker.
“It’s like, the next block,” comes a mousy voice says from behind him.
Danny and Dungbomb, a pair of punk rawk twitches with matching bright blue hair, giggle to each other a few steps behind Kilgrot. Although you might not know it by looking at them, the girls are veteran gangsters of the Westside Hufflepunks.
As they approach their destination, the witches flank Kilgrot on either side, neither one rising up to the hulking Klingon’s shoulder.
The twins keep their eyes out as the trio ducks into an alleyway. They start to sprint, and after a moment of surprise, Kilgrot does too. There is a sharp turn in the alley, and the twins hop a chain link fence leader to a waterbed.
“Quick!,” one of the twins whispers to Kilgrot. After a moment of hesitation, the Klingon runs and throws himself at the gate, nearly clearing it, and pushes himself over the fence.
The trio hurry down into the waterbed, not stopping until they are beneath a narrow stone bridge.
After the twins catch their breath, one of them (Kilgrot thinks it is Dungbomb) whips out her wand and traces the outline of a door onto the cement in what looks like white spraypaint. As soon as she completes the outline, the door starts to glow brightly.
A single huge graffiti eye appears, opens, and fixes it’s stare upon each of the trio.
The eye lingers on Kilgrot, the surly Klingon glaring back.
It is a very long time before the swirling eye blinks and disappears. The door opens just a crack, and the twins quickly duck inside, followed more cautiously by Kilgrot.
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