Disintegrating Your Self Respect

[4_toteachus]

WHO: Four and you!
WHERE: The junkpile near the pillar
WHEN: Not long after touching the pillar
WHAT: A confused Four wanders around the junkyard, accidentally disintegrating everything she touches.
WARNINGS: Dust everywhere

This was all so wrong.

Four herself couldn't figure out what on earth just happened. All she knew that one moment she was inspecting the pillar, and the next moment her hoverboard turned to dust, dropping her to the ground not far below. From there, all she could do was stumble about in a daze. Everything she touched turned to dust, and she ended up cutting a tiny dusty path through the junk. To make things even more confusing, there was a giant (for her) robotic wolf was following her around.

She decided to call it 10.

Finally, after about an hour or so of wandering, she sat down on the ground and simply stared up at the pillar in the distance. What just happened?

Comments

[uknowuwantmebaby]

Timmy had been following Four for some time. He had slunk in and out of the shadows, that onyx-painted robot. For the longest time now his mind had been set on collecting a victim. And Four? Four made the perfect victim, along with her little dog too. He continued silently tracking her, hiding every now and then to avoid detection.

[4_toteachus]

Four continued her way through the junkpile, oblivious to Timmy at first. However, Ten started growling, drawing her attention to the surrounding mountains of garbage. Was someone out there?

Worried, she climbed on top of the nearest washer and peered around. Hello?

[uknowuwantmebaby]

Yes, so unaware, so easy to just snatch right then and there. He was so close. With each step he drew nearer, keeping himself camouflaged with the garbage. In response to Four's curious peering he made a small hiss in the dark.

[4_toteachus]

The wolf growled some more and Four knew right then that something was after her. But what? Was there a monster of some sort running about? If there was, why would it be interested in her? Especially when there's much larger morsels about. Worried, Four jumped down from the washer and started running quickly in any other direction. Whatever it was, she had to escape it.

[uknowuwantmebaby]

You aren't gonna lose Timmy that long, Four. Almost immediately like a feral animal Timmy leaps across the garbage on all fours, trying to catch up with the little stitchpunk doll. It's a strange sight, a little blackened Crow galloping as he makes strange excited chattering noises.