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wrfmlogsarchiveWho: Everyone
What: Jagannatha makes his move, and the game begins.
Where: Everywhere
When: Saturday, June 11
It was time. The preparations had finally been completed. Alexandria was completed.
Darkness sprang forth from the Hearts of Worlds, Denizens of Light, and the Denizens of Darkness celebrated. Those of the Light - Key Bearers, "Refugees," and civilians alike - all began to succumb. Few would be allowed to remain.
The era of Light was over, each and every one of his subjects knew. This was their time to shine, ironic as it may be. And they could do nothing to stop it.
It was, all in all, turning out to be an excellent day.
What: Jagannatha makes his move, and the game begins.
Where: Everywhere
When: Saturday, June 11
It was time. The preparations had finally been completed. Alexandria was completed.
Darkness sprang forth from the Hearts of Worlds, Denizens of Light, and the Denizens of Darkness celebrated. Those of the Light - Key Bearers, "Refugees," and civilians alike - all began to succumb. Few would be allowed to remain.
The era of Light was over, each and every one of his subjects knew. This was their time to shine, ironic as it may be. And they could do nothing to stop it.
It was, all in all, turning out to be an excellent day.
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Date: 2011-06-12 03:41 am (UTC)Ohoho, today...!
Today was looking to be positively dreadful, she thought. Those Dark portals of the one called Jagannatha - and only one such as herself could truly appreciate such an arrogant name, of course - why, they were simply cropping up all over the kingdom! Not that she minded, of course. Much the opposite, in fact.
That was the most terrible thing about today. They had actually gotten her outside of her comfy little home, if only to watch that boy of Merlin's suffer and vanish into a hole of his own, like the little rat he was.
Mad Madam Mim would be there for it. And there she was, indeed, when it happened.
The Heartless were there, of course, and my, they were putting on a magnificent show! The boy stood with his sword and fought them valiantly - oh, how she hated valor - and by and large, he ignored Mim as she danced around the room in wait. Arthur was gone just as quick as the portal had appeared, and she saw her chance.
"Just a hop, skip, and a jump away!" she sang, gleefully diving in. Oh, no, she wouldn't miss this for the world. Couldn't! Where would the fun be in that?
The inside of it did nothing short of delighting her, and she fancied she saw a familiar-looking owl fall nearby during the swim. But then she got the terrible feeling of vomiting, and being on the very wrong side of it. Next thing Mim knew, the Darkness was spitting her out, right back where she had started! The landing was proved quite ungraceful, and it left her wondering where she had gone wrong.
Since when was Mad Madam Mim not terrible enough for the First Darkness?!