Maladict (
mal_addict) wrote in
paradisa2012-09-18 06:51 pm
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Fifty Forth Sip
[Maladict has finally headed out to see that stupid terror bird James insisted on bringing back to the castle with him. Really, she'd imagined something far more fearsome than what actually greeted her. She'd been thinking of something more akin to a dragon (an imaginary one, not a swamp one) all fire and scales and leathery death.
It was a bit of a letdown, really. Still, as it struts around it's new home, Maladict pulls out her journal to dictated into it. The Peace Patrol might be long gone, but she still feels she has a job here]
So, help the non-Earth person out here. What can you people tell me about these giant birds? More specifically, how easy is it to bring them down? Do they have any weak spots? Things like that.
I like to prepare for the inevitable moment when it gets loose and tries to slaughter us all.
[Yeah, James, that disapproving tone is directed right at you]
It was a bit of a letdown, really. Still, as it struts around it's new home, Maladict pulls out her journal to dictated into it. The Peace Patrol might be long gone, but she still feels she has a job here]
So, help the non-Earth person out here. What can you people tell me about these giant birds? More specifically, how easy is it to bring them down? Do they have any weak spots? Things like that.
I like to prepare for the inevitable moment when it gets loose and tries to slaughter us all.
[Yeah, James, that disapproving tone is directed right at you]

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