Jak Sandrow
"Nobody cares for the woods anymore."
Jak had his eyes squeezed tight in concentration.
The rock, hovering in front of him as though on an invisible pedastal, with its stillness, began to smoothly rotate on a center axis so precise, it would seem attached to a motor.
Jak gasped, and the stone's momentarily loftiness was shattered as it hit paydirt. Or, rather, the plain old brown dirt. Jak breathed heavily, trying to get oxygen back into his lungs. He was attempting to use his mental powers precisely, even when he couldn't breathe. He figured it'd be useful in a scrap.
Thing was, he could never get the rock to move as fast as he wanted. He wanted to be able to move whole mountains, just with his mind.
He had a ways to go....
@[member="Penumbra"]
The rock, hovering in front of him as though on an invisible pedastal, with its stillness, began to smoothly rotate on a center axis so precise, it would seem attached to a motor.
Jak gasped, and the stone's momentarily loftiness was shattered as it hit paydirt. Or, rather, the plain old brown dirt. Jak breathed heavily, trying to get oxygen back into his lungs. He was attempting to use his mental powers precisely, even when he couldn't breathe. He figured it'd be useful in a scrap.
Thing was, he could never get the rock to move as fast as he wanted. He wanted to be able to move whole mountains, just with his mind.
He had a ways to go....
@[member="Penumbra"]