Originally Posted by
Clark Sparks
Clark quickly says "Followmeeverybody!" and they would fly over a lush, green expanse of forest where the trees were as tall as skyscrapers, vibrant, deep lakes spotted all over and the mewling of various creatures that shouldn't be in a medieval setting, at least above water.
In a flash the group was on the move. The Weaver wasted no time. He Opened his way to the Web.
Originally Posted by
Clark Sparks
In one swift motion of a second, Clark would place Dex-Starr in the Weaver's...grasp, Roy behind him and fly toward Cyborg Sage, standing in front of her, arms crossed
.
He placed Dex-Starr at the base of his body and the shawl, with a ginger pat on the head.
...YES DEX-STARR FERVENT AND LOVABLE DO NOT RETRACT FEEL FREE TO CLEAVE WITH YOUR CLAWS YOU WILL BE SAFE CHIVALRY IS DUE IT IS BEFITTING THAT IT SHOULD BEFALL HERE ANYONE ELSE YES ANYONE HANG ON YOU WILL BE SAFE THOUGH I WOULD CLOSE YOUR EYES...
The Weaver scooped up anyone willing like children in a river, and then he began his Travel.
Those that didn't ride with Weaver felt an uncomfortable whispering in his wake that reverberated in their skulls and bones. But those that did...
It was very quick. If eyes opened whether in direct disobeyment of his warning or in accident they felt them itch and water as if a sandstorm was concentrated upon them. If left open too long, they threatened to burst. There was a crawling infinity of colors, it was the chaos of textures that went into each strand of the eternally complex tapestry that was the World's Web, his feet touching and making discordant resonances that told countless Stories...
And then a grounding sensation.
And then a deep Forest with plenty of stories all its own.
...DISMOUNT DISMOUNT WE HAVE COMPANY...
Originally Posted by
The Black Knight
"Thou came from Castle Xanadu, yes?" he asked, his voice sounding like the gnashing of blades and the whistling of fire.
Originally Posted by
The Black Knight
"You should know better than to try and gain entrance into Camelot with one of your 'creations' after what you tried with Arthur and his wife, sea-witch! SHAZAM!
Originally Posted by
Squire Parquagh
"I'll make sure they don't get away Black Knight! So says Squire Parquagh!" he announced, firing webbing at each of the heroes.
The webbing shot at The Weaver.
...LITTLE SLINGER DEIGNS TO ENTANGLE ME THE ERRANT SQUIRE CHOOSES TO TEST METTLE WHERE HE NAY SHOULD MEDDLE THIS WALLCRAWLER THIS WEBWEAVER BOBS AND WEAVES FROM THE FALSE VESTIGIAL SPRAY...
Reflecting his words, space and light distorted oddly as The Weaver intercepted the web with an open hand, and a small *crackle* was heard as the webs burst into flame within them.
...THIS BREW THIS CONCOCTION INTERESTING RESOURCEFUL SHALL WE DANCE THE GOOD DANCE DUEL THE GOOD DUEL IN THIS LAND OF RIGID RULES...
Within the two sets of his shorter legs, orange machete-sized talons came into view. He sashayed with them and scratched gouges out of the dirt beneath him, an ostentatious display of murderous potential.
...YES SQUIRE SHALL WE SLING WITH GUNS OF WEAVE...