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paixaorpg2010-04-11 11:35 pm
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The Arrival of the Scary Beyond All Reason [Completed]
Character(s): Yzma, open to anyone
Content: The crazy lady of the Llama Kingdom has arrived in Paixao
Setting: Muspelheim Gates
Time: Early Afternoon
Warnings: Most likely nothing
Yzma walked through the gates, a look of complete confusion on her face. She starred around the city; this place was…well different to say the least. The old hag couldn’t help but stare at the large domes and the people around her. So many blondes, she felt completely out of place. Yzma blinked as she stood there looking from the brochure to the area around her. She scratched her head, trying to remember the last thing that happened.
Let’s see, Yzma was trying to find Kuzco, and Kronk was carrying her in that tent. Suddenly there was a jerk, she landed in some kind of vortex and then ....her nose cringed. OH NO, she died, and this must be the after life. She looked at herself, to see if she grew any wings. Nope, nothing, but she wasn’t exactly a nice lady on earth. So that was no surprise.
Yzma sighed; maybe this wasn’t the after life after all. Perhaps this is just some alternate dimension or something. She glanced at the journal she received, and tapped it as she watched it turn on showing her the customization and entries she could type in. Yzma lifted her eyebrow, this was just so weird, and she thought to her self what she could do with this. She glared at it for a minute, and then decided to just turn it off and work with the thing later.
It was then Yzma decided that if she by chance ever sees Kronk, there’s a good change he’s gonna get a few smackings. She looked at her belongings; she still had some money from her world. She frowned; wondering if would work in Paixao. Yzma glared at the map, trying to figure out what the heck she should do now that she’s here.
Where the heck was Kronk when she needed him? She growled, and found a bench to sit on, starring at the different types of pamphlets trying to figure out what to do.
Content: The crazy lady of the Llama Kingdom has arrived in Paixao
Setting: Muspelheim Gates
Time: Early Afternoon
Warnings: Most likely nothing
Yzma walked through the gates, a look of complete confusion on her face. She starred around the city; this place was…well different to say the least. The old hag couldn’t help but stare at the large domes and the people around her. So many blondes, she felt completely out of place. Yzma blinked as she stood there looking from the brochure to the area around her. She scratched her head, trying to remember the last thing that happened.
Let’s see, Yzma was trying to find Kuzco, and Kronk was carrying her in that tent. Suddenly there was a jerk, she landed in some kind of vortex and then ....her nose cringed. OH NO, she died, and this must be the after life. She looked at herself, to see if she grew any wings. Nope, nothing, but she wasn’t exactly a nice lady on earth. So that was no surprise.
Yzma sighed; maybe this wasn’t the after life after all. Perhaps this is just some alternate dimension or something. She glanced at the journal she received, and tapped it as she watched it turn on showing her the customization and entries she could type in. Yzma lifted her eyebrow, this was just so weird, and she thought to her self what she could do with this. She glared at it for a minute, and then decided to just turn it off and work with the thing later.
It was then Yzma decided that if she by chance ever sees Kronk, there’s a good change he’s gonna get a few smackings. She looked at her belongings; she still had some money from her world. She frowned; wondering if would work in Paixao. Yzma glared at the map, trying to figure out what the heck she should do now that she’s here.
Where the heck was Kronk when she needed him? She growled, and found a bench to sit on, starring at the different types of pamphlets trying to figure out what to do.
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What the heck did she mean by Daddy?! Was she a robot or something? She scratched her head, mouth hanging agape. Then Yzma closed it and decided to shake it off. Who knows what other kind of nonsense is in this world, this may be just one of them. She clasps her hand over her face, trying her best to think. Perhaps it’s best to just the girl-er thing-er whatever be.
“Alright, your Daddy, fine,” Yzma muttered, “Well, uh, thank you Alisa, I wish you luck. You go ahead and uh, try to find him then.” Or your mind, she thought to herself, which ever comes first. Yzma walked away deciding to explore the place and find out for herself about the place. Hopefully she may bump into someone who might be a little bit more informative. Quite a mysterious place this is, bizarre, but interesting to say the least.