Board Thread:Fun And Games/@comment-34890725-20190609215539/@comment-28890853-20190610203640

Christian Higdon wrote: “Okay, maybe I should...” Bowser slowly stepped towards Trish, nervous and sweaty. Suddenly... as if on cue, the ground cracks beneath his feet and stretches out for miles on end. The crack widens into a canyon, a rupture in the earth's surface. Bowser, Trish, and everyone else stares into the massive, bottomless canyon... a rumble is heard... a mighty roar pierces the silence and blows back debris, dust and people alike. A massive, ice-coated skeletal hand raises from the deep, followed by an arm, connected to a shoulder. The roar subsides to laughter... laughter echoing at once with sadistic glee and impossibly terrible sorrow. A neck pulls itself out and shows a head...a skeletal face, larger by orders of magnitude than anything we have seen before, rises from the canyon, and it seems to be the source of the roar and laughter. Two empty eyes stare at everything and yet at nothing, and below them a mouth droops open.