Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27260597-20150817183237

As the statues hurled themselves against the walls, crackling and splitting like the unholy world itself was coming to an end, dust puffed up and pieces of stone the size of grapefruits rained among the fairyteens.

Desi yelled, "Duck and cover!" then sprinted towards the nearest little crevice she could find, hoping the others would make it out without gaining a 1-inch sweater of rocks and dust.

She could hear through the dust what sounded like a perfect Hollybook movie scene. Oh well, at least that would be THE LAST MEMORY BEFORE SHE SUFFOCATED! She thought and wedged herself further in until she felt no stones falling upon her. Well gee, this is much better than the other times I could've died today.

((No, seriously Kitten, when I read your Emma replies, I thought about a movie... :D))