You haven’t met Bleeta have you? Dead Juju: Little Bleeta is a different case…. I thought I would do my part as to keeping them at bay, seeing as how they worship me. The fears of Death are what Nightmares feed off of. Tak: So that was you in the Dream world fighting off the Nightmare’s tentacles. My more spontaneous side is when I’m not gathering the souls of the dearly departed. This is how I look and sound during job hours. Why are you talking like that? Dead Juju: Forgive my grim demeanour. As they keep walking, they show up to a pool of Juju energy where the hooded figure reveals to be the Dead Juju.) Tak: Dead Juju! It is you! Dead Juju: Yes, young Tak.
The Spirit World reveals pillers and wells of magic. (The hooded figure shushes Tak as it leads him out of the mist and into the Spirit World. The serpants get in closer until he starts hearing slashing sounds.) Tak: Huh?! (A hooded figure slices the Nightmare serpants with a scythe and stands tall. Tak groans in pain as he uses his Thwark to futily defend himself. One of them hits him from behind and the other grabs his leg and tosses him on the ground. He starts throwing Juju balls at them and slidsing and dodging their sneak attacks. Tak hyperventalates as he see the defeated Nightmare creature on the ground.) Tak: Oh no….Not again! (More serpants come as Tak charges his weapon and prepares to attack. Tak struggles to get away as he uses a burst of Juju energy to break free. An Invisible Nightmare serpant approaches and grabs Tak from behind.
Tak starts growing uneasy as he looks around. (The fog gets thicker and thicker as she leaves. Tak watches her walk away dumbfounded by what’s been said.) Aren’t you the lucky one? Put a good word in for me, won’t you? (Bleeta smirks as she starts to exit. I need food and you need an audience with Dead Juju. She starts to walk away.) Bleeta: I better go. (Bleeta puts beads in a sack and stands up.
#Which came first tak and the power of juju tv or game full
Let the pieces fall where they must until the full picture starts to form. If the spirits know so much, what can be done about it? Bleeta: You know destiny better than that, Tak. Something about dreams and destiny, all that noise. They’ve overheard him talking about you to the Moon Juju. The Dead Juju has been… absent from moniteirng the Spirit world and it’s making them all anxious. (Tak’s eyes widened with surprise.) Tak: What do you know? Bleeta: Only a bit. While it takes me minutes to do what you can do in seconds, the fact remains: We are all in danger. I can’t speak to spirits as easily as you can. For they speak the truths of yesterday that are twisted lies today. Tak: Wha–?! How do you–? Bleeta: Oh Tak, never underestimate the power of the Spirits. The straw-covered source of your suffering. Bleeta: But home is somewhere you don’t want to be right now, is it? Since home is where your bed is.
Tak heads towards her.) Tak: There you are! What are you doing, your mom wants you home. He spotted her near torches, shaking beads.
Tak creeped around slowly and cautiously as he looked around for Bleeta.) Tak: Bleeta? Where are you? (Tak pressed on as he looked around and below for Bleeta. (The Burial Grounds was misty and murky, filled with airs that moaned softly from the spirits that still dwelled there. LM: Aqua suggested it was a bit long, so here’s Part 2! :)
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