A cold wind sweeps across the room and the skies grow dark. A tall dark shrouded figure appears in the door. It is Vocosus the Death Deity. In a muffled voice he asks "Where is everyone? It is about time we pick the Deity of life." He hovers over to a chair made of bones and cold steel and awaits the arrival of the others. As he waits he plays with a blue ball shrouded in mist it is his orb of souls.
Wild Fyre blinked as Vocosus sat down. "Nice entrance, but I'm the only one here. So I guess the effort was wasted."
Suddenly Loofa came barging in. "HEEELLLLLLLLOOOOOOO??????????? Anyone home? I'm heeeere. Sorry I'm so late! OOOOh, Hi guys!"
Fye and Vocosus looked up in shock... "You're not late." Fye said looking confused, she had noticed the look of dread on Vocosus' face. "Yeah Loofa likes to bother him I think." Fye thought to herself, then out loud she said. "You're right on time."
"Oh I thought I was 2 days late!" Loofa sighed.
"What made you think that?" Fye inquired.
"This." Loofa said, handing her a sheet of paper.
Fye squinted at Loofa's messy handwriting, then she frowned, "Pathetic."
Loofa's eyes grew huge. "What?"
"You can't even read your own handwriting." Fye snorted, tossing the note back to Loofa.
Suddenly all 3 deities were shaken by a tremendous noise.
"What was that?!?" Vocosus cried.
"Eloise." Loofa grunted, curling up in preparation for a nap.
"laaaaa...laaaaa....I'm singin' in the rain...just singin' in the rain..what a glorious feeling to be . . . happy again......." Eloise frolicked through the rain storm. She was very happy at the present moment...and, as a result began singing again..."oh what a beautiful mornin'...Oh what a beautiful day...I've got a beautiful feeling...everything's going my way....!!!!!" Just then a building loomed into view, and. . . Eloise tripped and fell into a puddle... "That's the meeting house!!!!!! I think there was 'sposed to be some deity meeting thingie sometime this week... or was it last week...maybe i should go and see what exactly is going on."
With that the mud-splattered Eloise drifted toward the meeting house upon the hill.
She waltzed into the meeting room. Vocoscus was sitting in his chair glaring at no one in particular..Loofa was sprawled on the floor asleep, and Fye was chuckling to herself as she lit a chair on fire.
"Good morning everyone"
No one answered her greeting
"How late am I exactly?"