!!ZRH1shRCqUu 01/08/12(Sun)23:22 No.17470705|
Oh, YES. Raw materials are just coming your way, are they not?
You crack your knuckles and immediately set to work on the two deceased mole-people, and attempt to combine them with a corrupted tree. Crafting eyeballs for leaves is MUCH harder than it looks, though; one hideously green burst of sickly light later, the tree only has four eyeballs at the center of its trunk. On the plus side, you DID manage to replace its roots with skeletal claws that drag it along, and gave it a gaping maw with finger bones for fangs...
... how the hell is it going to keep up?
You turn now to the poisoned mole-people and set you skeletons on them; in a few seconds, they are now burnt corpses. You distract the Beast with one body; while it's rending, tearing, and messily devouring, you bulk up its body with more flesh and bone, giving it a ribcage helmet, solid bone shoulderpads, and a few more eyes.
You cannot help but let out a chilling chortle of happiness. You are no longer bored.
That done, you set off towards the sounds, still standing in your wagon- which is now pulled by the Beast.
You emerge in a small clearing dotted with small huts that used to be made of mud and thatch, but are now made of fire. In the time it took you to work your Creation aspect, the corruption has caught up with this part of the forest; the trees are twisted and blackened, and as far as you can see, mole-people are lying the ground, the weaker of them already dead with pained grimaces on their ugly faces.
... and you finally see the other side of this battle; seemingly unaffected by the forest, there are short, stout forms running loose in the clearing, setting fire to those huts NOT filled with fire, finishing off still-twitching mole people, and looting what isn't nailed down.
>WHAT IS YOUR WILL?