???: he maintained eye contact as well, face unchanging in a suspiciously adorable 
style. He flicked his tail once every so often.
style. He flicked his tail once every so often.
((* paces))
They have an idea. "Oh! I know." She teleports them to a greyscale area. It has decimated houses and floating islands, as if the ground decided it couldn't hold the tectonic plates together anymore.
???: his fur got all spiky, as if someone had rubbed a balloon all over it. He quickly shook it back to normal. “Hrm?” He looked around.
There is a light grey... box(?) behind the woman.
((How big of a box?))
((It's closed, you cant hide in it, but about 1-2 ft tall and wide.))
((I don’t speak feet))
((Sorry one sec. *translation* The size of a washing machine))
((half the size))
((How could you do this. You were meant to keep on saying measurements until you give up and ask me what I do know and I would say “I measure exclusively in washing machines” and you would 
or maybe you wouldn’t because the joke wasn’t funny but THAT ISNT AN EXCUSE TO RUIN IT.))
or maybe you wouldn’t because the joke wasn’t funny but THAT ISNT AN EXCUSE TO RUIN IT.))
(( Needed to anyways..! ))
Needed to anyways..! ))
((My hunger, my pure, insatiable lust for ‘s will never be satisfied mortal)) ???: “oh wow, I love boxes!” He hopped towards it, twisting his neck 360 degrees ((translation into washing machine: 90)) to maintain eye contact. Ominous as usual.
‘s will never be satisfied mortal)) ???: “oh wow, I love boxes!” He hopped towards it, twisting his neck 360 degrees ((translation into washing machine: 90)) to maintain eye contact. Ominous as usual.
((I'm dying)) The box started to move as the person disappeared.
((Oh no! Have you even read the golden goose? There are no ‘s inside! *Ahem* why are you laughing? This is a serious roleplay. Don’t you want the scene to be serious? Do you even care about your characters story? I think you should stop.)) ???: “This sure is one confusing place... I can’t even find a way to be the center of attention here.” He fretted.
‘s inside! *Ahem* why are you laughing? This is a serious roleplay. Don’t you want the scene to be serious? Do you even care about your characters story? I think you should stop.)) ???: “This sure is one confusing place... I can’t even find a way to be the center of attention here.” He fretted.
As the box moved, you hear crunching of bones being put back in place.
???: he covered his cute wittwle ears with his cute wittwle paws. “Owie...”
The skin was just barely over the bones, and as it stood up you saw that stomach was just nothing, only covered by skin. No organs. However, the arms and the head were still concealed.
???: “Hmph! You underestimate my power! ...or something.” He covered his eyes with his BACK paws, foolish mortal.
As the thing turns around you realise you shouldn't have spoken. The hands come from the back, grab its box and open it up, revealing a head and the inside of two arms. It's neck seems broken and it makes a loud, sickening crack as it shifts back into place.
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