radiate

En Dwi snorted, “I couldn’t care less if you burned all of Tera down, I’m not here for- for that.” Not like the fire could hurt him much anyway…he wasn’t really here. His current form was nothing more than a projection, sound and light but not much more.

“I’m more a fan of yellow. Brings out my eyes, I’m told. Personally, haha, I don’t really think green looks good on anyone.”

  “Usually people are? But I guess all sorts of people exist.     So... um what brings you here? You did’t answer the question. You know?”

“That’s the fifth? Sixth? I’ll say sixth, sixth time one of you people has gone with Smurfs. I had to fucking look up…never mind. Get a different pop culture reference.” Why was he here again? Oh yes. Wait, no. No, this was more important at the moment, “A Das’t Infinity Stone to come up with a better reference. Please.”

Fuck the fire. It could wait.

He shrugs about it becaus ehe can’t remember anything else. The fire was duly ignored as he looks and sees on what he can do now. 

 “What can I say, the blue skin sells it.    So, you here for the bonfire?”

ignores the smurfs for now. 

Hazy mornings, dead grounds. Blight, [blight] wakes up to a empty field, all life simply gone now that he had slept a night inside. The submarine would have been better, but stale air never did anyone good. 

blight [what was his name] could not remember much, but he was here for some reason. 

He feels mad. 

And so moments later, there was a giant bon fire made of radiactive fire, one story high like a beacon.