Flint steps closer to Lucas, looking Dinah, Enzo, and Autor over.
But then there's a creaky coughing and wheezing.
"Come a little closer so I can see your face better..."
Lucas looks left, then right, then turns around.
"Oh, is that what you look like? I was the one who brought you here. A traveler who has journeyed to and from past and future. I'm the most clever, most charming, and most trouble-making boy ever...
"Master Porky Minch!"
Chains rattle in the high ceiling.
"I welcome you once again, you weak hangers-on pretending to be the last survivors of this world! Spankety, spankety, spankety! Ahahahahahahaha!"
The chains jerkily lower a bed holding an immensely old man. His skin is wrinkled and almost as white as his hair, his cheeks are sunken in, and his childish t-shirt and denim overalls have been faded by time.
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Re: The Empire Pork Building
Date: 2014-01-05 03:12 am (UTC)Flint steps closer to Lucas, looking Dinah, Enzo, and Autor over.
But then there's a creaky coughing and wheezing.
"Come a little closer so I can see your face better..."
Lucas looks left, then right, then turns around.
"Oh, is that what you look like? I was the one who brought you here. A traveler who has journeyed to and from past and future. I'm the most clever, most charming, and most trouble-making boy ever...
"Master Porky Minch!"
Chains rattle in the high ceiling.
"I welcome you once again, you weak hangers-on pretending to be the last survivors of this world! Spankety, spankety, spankety! Ahahahahahahaha!"
The chains jerkily lower a bed holding an immensely old man. His skin is wrinkled and almost as white as his hair, his cheeks are sunken in, and his childish t-shirt and denim overalls have been faded by time.