The Unraveling - It Spreads
Yesterday, 05:28 PM
Wolves and the worm attack another stranger crumpling to the floor as death greets claims them. Blood flows from both those attacking and this strange creature and it floods Wade’s senses, tipping something in him and making him feel alive, unafraid, crazed… invincible. With a whoop of excitement, his spear bites into the worm’s flesh and he watches a stranger with a sword appear and attack the worm while he idly wonders where he could something like that.
Chaos reigns as some shout, perhaps askig for help or barking orders (neither of which he hears because he doesn’t really care) while others continue to attack. Never one to be left behind, Wade launches himself forward and toward a thick chunk of rock that calls to him and he smacks it up toward the creature that still hangs from the ceiling (seriously? Can’t it just fall already?!) while he continues to race through the debris.
Pale gaze finds what he is looking for, a piece of the collapsing ceiling that is tapered on one end and comes to a deadly point. While he may not have a cool sword (yet but he’ll get one for sure), there are still deadly weapons littered around the wolves. Maw closes around his makeshift weapon and he continues to race, finding the ramp he had already used twice and thundering his way up along it.
Wade leaps through the air, ice spear aimed toward one of the open wounds in the hopes of burying his weapon deep into the worm before ripping it free while gravity pulls him back to the ground. White eyes are wild and alive as they glitter with bloodlust all while he sails through the air.
"Wade Preator" 'Thinking'| 'Sly' | 'Loki'
Chaos reigns as some shout, perhaps askig for help or barking orders (neither of which he hears because he doesn’t really care) while others continue to attack. Never one to be left behind, Wade launches himself forward and toward a thick chunk of rock that calls to him and he smacks it up toward the creature that still hangs from the ceiling (seriously? Can’t it just fall already?!) while he continues to race through the debris.
Pale gaze finds what he is looking for, a piece of the collapsing ceiling that is tapered on one end and comes to a deadly point. While he may not have a cool sword (yet but he’ll get one for sure), there are still deadly weapons littered around the wolves. Maw closes around his makeshift weapon and he continues to race, finding the ramp he had already used twice and thundering his way up along it.
Wade leaps through the air, ice spear aimed toward one of the open wounds in the hopes of burying his weapon deep into the worm before ripping it free while gravity pulls him back to the ground. White eyes are wild and alive as they glitter with bloodlust all while he sails through the air.
Wade is crazy and hears voices that he often talks to; sometimes out loud and sometimes in his head. Don't worry about it.