Saturday, September 26, 2015
Just Imagine - Amethyst, Exile of Gemworld - P. A. Nolte
1/ A young woman looking cautiously over her shoulder as she walks down the street. Behind her, not entirely visible, is a large man at an uncomfortable proximity and gaining. It's no secret what happens to attractive blondes in bad parts of town at night, and it looks like it might happen again.
Amy (Cap): After the dreams stop, everything will go back to normal.
Amy (Cap): No more swords. No more sorcery. No more Gemworld.
2/ She ducks into a nearby alley.
Amy (Cap): At least, that's what I keep telling myself.
3/ The man follows, but is surprised to discover that the girl, Amy, has vanished.
4/ Blocking the exit to the street is Amethyst. She is no longer bundled up, but encased in a form-fitting stone armor. Crystals jut out along her forearms and at her shoulders. Her face is covered by a stone helmet, featureless save for the two gemstones where her eyes should be. In her hand is a glowing sword hewn from the same unidentifiable mineral as the rest of her suit. The image she projects is overwhelmingly powerful, and overwhelmingly purple.
Amethyst: You looked like the type.
Amy (Cap): But maybe it's time to admit--
Amy (Cap): I don't want to be normal again.
5/ She holds her sword up in front of her. In the blade, we can see the true form of the thug, a hideous ogre, reflected back at him.
Amethyst: Let's dance.