Neos
Don't be mistaken
Your bloody time's up
Your bloody time's up
When Neos caught sight of a place called the Artist's Sanctuary on what he figured to be the local Notice Board, the false human made himself quite the beeline towards the place-in-question, curiosity getting to him while thinking of some of the various art forms he had dabbled slightly in on one of the past worlds he was in. He had absolutely no doubt that he was rusty in all of them, so a place where he could knock off that rust and improve on those old skills?
Yes, please.
"Wonder what kind of place I should be expecting to see," he wondered to himself just before opening the door...
...unfortunately for him, he experienced the same sensation of instincts telling him to flee that he did with Nate at his and Sunjata's wedding, magnified by three due to their being three of the...was it 'Ascended' that they were called? He gulped, trying to squelch the instinctive fear while scolding himself for being so damned afraid of people he hadn't even started introductions to. "Hello all," he managed to say, voice cracking a tiny bit as he caged the last of the fear away for now. "H-How is everyone today?"
Yes, please.
"Wonder what kind of place I should be expecting to see," he wondered to himself just before opening the door...
...unfortunately for him, he experienced the same sensation of instincts telling him to flee that he did with Nate at his and Sunjata's wedding, magnified by three due to their being three of the...was it 'Ascended' that they were called? He gulped, trying to squelch the instinctive fear while scolding himself for being so damned afraid of people he hadn't even started introductions to. "Hello all," he managed to say, voice cracking a tiny bit as he caged the last of the fear away for now. "H-How is everyone today?"
This ain't no game
We're not here to entertain you
We're not here to entertain you
