The air is thick with sick from demented brains and thoughts
But here they are, all together, every one of them caught
This is a celebration, in that the Carnival's cheering
It's not too often Bang! Pow! Boom! makes and appearance
And the winds in the sky will carry away all the ash
But for now let us enjoy the big back-splash!
With a Bang! (BANG!) Say goodbye to everything! Your complete annihilation is the reason he came! And a Pow! (POW!) He's wiping everything out! Turn your whole fucking world into a mushroom cloud! And a Boom! (BOOM!) It's your inevitable doom! Insane Clown Posse - "Bang! Pow! Boom!"
Most days were good. This was not one of them however as she popped out of air in the middle of gang area of the WestEnd. Beside her was a very large black shaggy dire wolf. Killian was looking about as baffled and confused as Tasha. Of course, she didn't give her dog a choice. Since no one else would let her practice on them; he was her last option.
Considering her target location had been the Oak & Ash, some ten minutes away she had not done too badly really, at least, not for the first time including another in her efforts. Trouble was, just across the way was a whole pack of wild vampy heathens. So, if any actually caught wind of her that might mean trouble. For this reason, she eased carefully back into the darkness. Her timing of course was bad. After all, it was near midnight, in the midst of vampire territory. Not good considering she was almost sure, the whole crowd of them had a price on her head as her fang collection kept growing.
While watching the crowd loitering on a dimly lit, graffiti laden corner, Tasha started to realize something was very wrong with them. They were all standing around with little boxes in their grubby, blood stained hands, just tapping away. None of them looked up. It seemed to her after a short inspection, their eyes were stuck upon those tiny gadgets, transfixed. Each had heads bent over, squinting at the fine print messages that left light dancing upon glazed, hypnotized eyes.
Two things instantly came to mind: One was that these idiots were standing in the WestEnd, with cell phones. A wave of wild magics could spawn up anywhere at any time. The second thing is Tasha herself was a walking conductor of that very kind of magical energy. In addition, she had Killian, who was likely of little help, as he tended to like everyone, (except Karrilyn's big ass cat,) but he was with her, so she counted him in. By her count, there were eight or nine vamps lost in their tiny digital worlds.
Odds were not good for the youthful creatures of the night to have actually thought to get those expensive toys magically adjusted, so as not to turn into explosives in their grasping fingers. In fact, Tasha was very sure they hadn't - so if any were to take that bet, she would win.
So confident she was that they likely would not even look up, as she had watched a few tasty morsels dash by already, on their way home from late night jobs. Tasha deemed this a perfect opportunity to test a theory that many Bloods said about her, and the mana she channeled with such ease.
Therefore, taking a deep breath, she started to pull off the various ley lines beneath her feet, soaking in all the energy she could. In fact, to any who had mage sight, which allowed them to see magical energy, she would be a rather bright beacon in the dark.
With a Bang! (BANG!) Say goodbye to everything! Your complete annihilation is the reason he came! And a Pow! (POW!) He's wiping everything out! Turn your whole fucking world into a mushroom cloud! And a Boom! (BOOM!) It's your inevitable doom! Insane Clown Posse - "Bang! Pow! Boom!"
Most days were good. This was not one of them however as she popped out of air in the middle of gang area of the WestEnd. Beside her was a very large black shaggy dire wolf. Killian was looking about as baffled and confused as Tasha. Of course, she didn't give her dog a choice. Since no one else would let her practice on them; he was her last option.
Considering her target location had been the Oak & Ash, some ten minutes away she had not done too badly really, at least, not for the first time including another in her efforts. Trouble was, just across the way was a whole pack of wild vampy heathens. So, if any actually caught wind of her that might mean trouble. For this reason, she eased carefully back into the darkness. Her timing of course was bad. After all, it was near midnight, in the midst of vampire territory. Not good considering she was almost sure, the whole crowd of them had a price on her head as her fang collection kept growing.
While watching the crowd loitering on a dimly lit, graffiti laden corner, Tasha started to realize something was very wrong with them. They were all standing around with little boxes in their grubby, blood stained hands, just tapping away. None of them looked up. It seemed to her after a short inspection, their eyes were stuck upon those tiny gadgets, transfixed. Each had heads bent over, squinting at the fine print messages that left light dancing upon glazed, hypnotized eyes.
Two things instantly came to mind: One was that these idiots were standing in the WestEnd, with cell phones. A wave of wild magics could spawn up anywhere at any time. The second thing is Tasha herself was a walking conductor of that very kind of magical energy. In addition, she had Killian, who was likely of little help, as he tended to like everyone, (except Karrilyn's big ass cat,) but he was with her, so she counted him in. By her count, there were eight or nine vamps lost in their tiny digital worlds.
Odds were not good for the youthful creatures of the night to have actually thought to get those expensive toys magically adjusted, so as not to turn into explosives in their grasping fingers. In fact, Tasha was very sure they hadn't - so if any were to take that bet, she would win.
So confident she was that they likely would not even look up, as she had watched a few tasty morsels dash by already, on their way home from late night jobs. Tasha deemed this a perfect opportunity to test a theory that many Bloods said about her, and the mana she channeled with such ease.
Therefore, taking a deep breath, she started to pull off the various ley lines beneath her feet, soaking in all the energy she could. In fact, to any who had mage sight, which allowed them to see magical energy, she would be a rather bright beacon in the dark.