Post by God on Apr 15, 2009 15:11:41 GMT -7
Two scientists, swathed in nomex and mylar, stood on the lip of Mauna Loa volcano, joking about it, and it's active nature. That was a bad idea. Quite suddenly, a spout of lava shot up, engulfing them and pulling them down to their deaths. The same spout became a tall, curvaceous, beautiful Hawaiian girl of about seventeen, in a formfitting leather outfit, who walked down toward a city below, looking for people who were smart enough to worship her.