Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190509204551/@comment-26892768-20190513161602

Foxglove looks around, noting the other people in the room. With a slight shiver, she looks down at herself and the ring on her finger.

At least the ring had the courtesy to make her fit in with these weirdos.

 tG: got it

 tG: on my way

And then some random Carapacian who just happened to be walking by the man's house is startled by the sound of breaking glass and one Dave Strider flying high into the sky.

 tG: on a completely unrelated note do you know a place that replaces windows

Elsewhere, in yet another universe, two rings fall out into the atmosphere - one orange, and one violet-pink. The two then proceed to head out into different directions - for now, let's focus on where the orange one is headed.

The building itself is rather nice-looking, very fancy as well. Large skylights, forming a glass dome of sorts around the top of the main room, which would allow one to see the various Egyptian-themed statues and architecture inside if they had a bird's eye view. Overall, looks like the person inside is rather rich indeed.

Good thing, too, because the person owning the place is going to have to replace one of those skylights when the ring breaks through it.

The glass shards fall into the water below as the orange ring descends, stopping a few feet above the floor. It then turns towards a specific room, and...does nothing? Yeah, it's not doing anything.

It's as if...it's waiting.

And right on cue, two large, male figures burst out of the room. They seem to be both human and animal, with one having black fur and the head of a dog, and the other having white feathers and the face of a bird - and both of them are rather muscular, although the latter does have a bit of a gut.

"Alright, hands up! If you're thinkin' this place don't have any security, you got another thing coming!" The black-furred guard, known as Albus, growls, cracking his knuckles and getting ready to rumble.

Silence.

"...well, they're being awfully quiet for someone who broke into madam Eliza's residence in broad daylight." The white-feathered one, Horace, observes.

"Really now?" A voice remarks from behind the two of them, causing them both to look behind them as their boss steps out into the light. She's a rather tall woman, and she does look rather beautiful - tanned skin, black hair, blue eyes, rather curvaceous...all of which is emphasized by the sole white towel she's draped across herself, and the water droplets shining on her skin. She sighs. "If this is supposed to be some excuse for a stick-up, I'd appreciate it if this mysterious thief would show themselves so I can get back to my bath."

There's silence. Eliza, as the woman is known, looks around, eyes narrowed as she...sniffs the air?

"Odd...no blood..." She waves a hand, and the towel around her - and the parts its covering - turn red, suddenly liquid as they form an entirely different, black and gold Egyptian-themed ensemble (that only covers her a bit more than the towel) and resume the texture of fabric.

Yeah, Eliza isn't exactly...a normal celebrity.

"And I don't believe I heard any splash signifying a landing, did you?" She asks her guards. They shake their heads. Eliza starts looking again, and then she finally spots it. With a small grin, she looks at her guards. "Well, I think we found our intruder."

"Wait, what? Whe..." And then Albus sees it. "Oh."

"I'm not sure how we missed that..." Horace mutters to himself.

"To be fair, it is rather small." Eliza takes a step forward, towards the ring, but then Albus grabs her shoulder. She looks at him with a questioning look.

"Okay, boss, I know that you're the expert on the, ah, weirder things here, and I really don't know how dangerous this thing is...but that ring is givin' me the creeps." Albus shudders. "Seriously, for some reason, the thing smells like...a snake? If that makes any sense?"

"Even without my companion's sense of smell, I would still advise that you not approach the glowing, floating ring with unknown properties." Horace takes a moment to stand closer to Albus. "Of course, I mean no offense to your sensibilities, madam Eliza."

Eliza sighs, turning around to face the two bodyguards. "Boys, I appreciate your concern, but I'm not going to put it on or anything. I've never seen anything like this before, either, so all I was planning on doing was to take it somewhere el-"

And then the ring flies towards Eliza, slipping onto her finger as she talks. She lets out a gasp, stumbling a bit as the ring glows.

"Boss!"

"Are you alright, madam!?"

Eliza is silent for a moment, and then she looks up at the two with a grin. "I...I am perfectly fine, gentlemen...it's just that this ring gave me a bit of a rush."

"Neferu, of times long forgotten..." A voice whispers into Eliza's ear, sounding like a multitude of snakes hissing at once. "You want it all."

"You will be taken by the Orange Lantern Corps."