Evee’s Comments (group member since May 03, 2010)

Evee’s comments from the The World I Want to Create *Roleplaying* group.

The man bowed artfully, "I. . ." he said, his voice vibrating musically, "am Belenos."

Taylor froze. "who are you?" she said suspisiously.

She was cut off by a chuckle. They caught sight of a man. He was dark skinned and had black hair.((for more details look at the characters)) He started to clap. "well done, well done."

Taylor panted. "that thing. . ."

The stick hit the bird in it's chest and it screamed, turning away and disappearing into the trees.

The bird screeched in
pain and spiraled towards them again.

Taylor grabbed a rock from the ground and aimed. Crack! It hit the bird right between the eyes.

The bird screeched again. This time angrily. It turned around and swooped.

Taylor gasped and grabbed Molly's arm pulling her out of the way.

Taylor dived to the side

There was a screech and a giant bird appeared through the trees diving for them.

"Any idea where we are?"

Taylor stood up dizzily and went over to the two girls, "are you all right?"

What the. . .where was she?

There was a fine ache going through her skull as Taylor became aware of her surroundings. She slowly awakened and took a look around her. She was in a forest and there were other people beside her.

and all three of them fell into the darkness.

Taylor did her best to hold on to the counter. The room darkened and Taylor thought she caught a glimpse of something. Then there was a piercing shreich piercing Taylor's ears, gasping in pain she clutched her ears, letting go of the counter. Only a second before she fell did she realize her mistake. Then there was only black.

"Thank you. . ." she started to say. She stopped. The cracks had stared to widen and stretch towards them.

Tables crashed to the floor and coffee spilled everywhere. Taylor tripped and hit her head against the serving counter. She got up on her knees and put her hand to her forehead. It was bleeding. She held on to the counter trying to stay steady. The glass from the window shattered and the floor of the Cafe started to crack.

Taylor dived to the floor as the black car wizzed by the window. It screeched to a stop. "No. Call 911 or something." The doors to the Ferrari opened. Taylor dashed towards the serving counter.
That's when the tremors started. . .