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Apr 20, 2006 21:14

The flash of a transmutation cuts through the night from the darkened house.  A moment later, a scream of agony which is adprubtly silenced.  Inside the house Sloth looks at the transmutation circle, ignoring the remains of the idiot alchemist she'd found to what she could not.  She smiles softly, the alchemist had done the job she asked and she ( Read more... )

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canadianninja April 21 2006, 01:28:52 UTC
What was left was an absolute abomination. Could it even be called human outside of its form? Even then, the face was warped entirely, missing a nose with the face at the top of the head. Further down, it only got worse, an erratic heartbeat only accentuating the gruesome look of several bones jutting out of a stomach, missing part of the torso and the lower half of a leg.

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aliensecretary April 21 2006, 01:32:45 UTC
The sight did not disturb Sloth in the slightest, she'd been told of how the transmutations were disfigured. Instead, she walked over to a shelf and grabbed a small box. Returning to the figure, she opened the box reveal red stones. She pulled one out offering it the figure.

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canadianninja April 21 2006, 01:36:22 UTC
The creature reached out with one arm, only to realize that it was bent in ways it shouldn't be. Carefully testing the other arm showed that at least the alchemist did something right. It jerkily reached out and took the stone, sniffing it before popping it in its mouth.

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aliensecretary April 21 2006, 01:37:57 UTC
Sloth chuckled. "Did you like that? I have plenty more where it came from" She reached back into box, pulling out another one and offering it to him.

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