Heropa Zombies: She found herself studying the beauty pageant, standing there watching the ladies parade across a stage in swim suits. Pose, turn, step, pose, turn, walk. She tilted her head, wondering if the women of this planet were always like this or if this were special.
Someone groaned from a distance, making her turn her head to look. Several people were scattering as more people shambled forward. This took her attention more than the pageant, a curious hum as she turned to walk with purpose that way. Her short white cropped shirt, gold pants and orange over thong stood out as much as her orange hair in this city. She wandered closer to the slow moving masses and frowned. "Those are not good."
With a glance around she tried to figure out what best to do. Those things were evil. It was her calling to protect life. The people at the show were life. Looking at another person she questioned them. "Do you fight?"
Maurtia Falls: It's a sight to be seen. A big man in star pants stealing a old ladies purse. She stand there, watching the woman wave her cane up at the floating man. Well, she had seen stranger. In the last world she was at, people and cars floated. Though this man seemed frantic after a bit.
She moved to stand near the crowd of people, hands on her slender hips and looking up, up, up at the man. The woman begging someone to do something. To get her purse back. "He must come down sometime." She assured her, wondering if she should go up and get him herself.
Jeopardy: This city is a bit more like she's used to, with the lights and the buzzing sounds, but it's also oddly quiet. Not like a normal city. As she walks through the city, she wanders, eyes open to everything.
"Excuse me." She said to one man. "Where is porter?" She wanted to go back to another place, but she was lost. The man shh'ed her and stood there, staring at her for a moment before pointing down the street, then walking away.
Frowning, she nodded and started that way, only to find a very large place of worship before her. A ...church, was it? She stood there looking at the spiders and things at the church, wondering why it was important. This was not the porter.
"Hello?" She said to a person near by. "Where is porter?"
Leeloo | The Fifth Element | OTA
She found herself studying the beauty pageant, standing there watching the ladies parade across a stage in swim suits. Pose, turn, step, pose, turn, walk. She tilted her head, wondering if the women of this planet were always like this or if this were special.
Someone groaned from a distance, making her turn her head to look. Several people were scattering as more people shambled forward. This took her attention more than the pageant, a curious hum as she turned to walk with purpose that way. Her short white cropped shirt, gold pants and orange over thong stood out as much as her orange hair in this city. She wandered closer to the slow moving masses and frowned. "Those are not good."
With a glance around she tried to figure out what best to do. Those things were evil. It was her calling to protect life. The people at the show were life. Looking at another person she questioned them. "Do you fight?"
Maurtia Falls:
It's a sight to be seen. A big man in star pants stealing a old ladies purse. She stand there, watching the woman wave her cane up at the floating man. Well, she had seen stranger. In the last world she was at, people and cars floated. Though this man seemed frantic after a bit.
She moved to stand near the crowd of people, hands on her slender hips and looking up, up, up at the man. The woman begging someone to do something. To get her purse back. "He must come down sometime." She assured her, wondering if she should go up and get him herself.
Jeopardy:
This city is a bit more like she's used to, with the lights and the buzzing sounds, but it's also oddly quiet. Not like a normal city. As she walks through the city, she wanders, eyes open to everything.
"Excuse me." She said to one man. "Where is porter?" She wanted to go back to another place, but she was lost. The man shh'ed her and stood there, staring at her for a moment before pointing down the street, then walking away.
Frowning, she nodded and started that way, only to find a very large place of worship before her. A ...church, was it? She stood there looking at the spiders and things at the church, wondering why it was important. This was not the porter.
"Hello?" She said to a person near by. "Where is porter?"