Nollaz-Ossell

What the hell is going on?! Talk about grabbing the bull by the horns, smart guy! You had it good for awhile in a fight again KRONOS TAITAN'S ZOMBIE, the TORMENTED. You had a plan and everything, from point A to point transportilizer room. You even threw yourself down a set of stairs to wash a path out and create a divergence, but in the end you tripped up. What'd you get? A piercing shriek to the ear! Now you can't even hear out of one of your ears! You still feel like vomiting and everything is horribly off kilter. You need to find someone to fix this, or at least temporarily fix it. What a disaster!

{ Due to certain stress-inducing events going on in my life and added stress from roleplaying, I will be taking a hiatus. I don't know for sure when I'll be back in the main chat, but I'll still be about in the main chat from time to time on my main account. Feel free to drop me a line on Skype if you want. Goodbye, friends. o/ }

And already lost. The text is received in the young of the night. The seadweller limps through the streets of the populated Alternian city, open about her arrival despite having a hit on her, donning a pair of crutches. She greets the people as they recognize her, though there are still scowling faces and people who sneer in her direction. She offers them her trademark grin in response and continues on. Her head is buzzing with pins and needles, her body relatively sore from her encounter with Codili. She's gotten her promised silly putty and swears to make Cecila the largest city she possibly can for Peccizilla to knock over. Very briefly,