Post by Kelly (kellflan) on Sept 5, 2006 17:24:20 GMT -5
OOC: *falls over laughing* My fellow Americans... *sits at a desk* (My fellow wolf demons...XD) Anyways, one wonders why villagers are never smart enough to think up this stuff themselves unless they are important to the plot. Usually they don't think of it anyways. Note: I don't know anything about brains. Don't sue.
A familiar mist surrounded Niam as she entered the deer's mind. Memories and knowledge floated past her as she carefully walked into the center part of the brain where she could communicate.
"Hello?" Niam did not wait for the appearance of the spiritual side of the deer. "M'dear, I do not know what you are doing in this potentially dangerous land...I'd offer to help your pain, but we all must take burdens upon ourselves for the good of everyone else. What I ask of you is to please organize these poor villagers to stop the fire."
It was times like these she wished she were alive again. The only way to save others was to talk to deer or kill them, and sometimes luck did not turn the situation toward these solutions. Niam sighed. Perhaps if she contacted a witch-doctor....
"Oh, I'm still here, aren't I? So sorry...I must have boggled you all up with all this thinking. Farewell, and remember, please help these people! I would be most grateful," She bowed slowly and disappeared, pulling her hand back out and deciding to watch the terror from up above.
There was nothing more she could do now.
A familiar mist surrounded Niam as she entered the deer's mind. Memories and knowledge floated past her as she carefully walked into the center part of the brain where she could communicate.
"Hello?" Niam did not wait for the appearance of the spiritual side of the deer. "M'dear, I do not know what you are doing in this potentially dangerous land...I'd offer to help your pain, but we all must take burdens upon ourselves for the good of everyone else. What I ask of you is to please organize these poor villagers to stop the fire."
It was times like these she wished she were alive again. The only way to save others was to talk to deer or kill them, and sometimes luck did not turn the situation toward these solutions. Niam sighed. Perhaps if she contacted a witch-doctor....
"Oh, I'm still here, aren't I? So sorry...I must have boggled you all up with all this thinking. Farewell, and remember, please help these people! I would be most grateful," She bowed slowly and disappeared, pulling her hand back out and deciding to watch the terror from up above.
There was nothing more she could do now.
