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Post by lunarLunatic on Jan 1, 2017 12:00:11 GMT -8
The fires were burning all into ashes.
And Lambda was going to burn with it.
But she hears a voice, almost like the voice she heard when she was marked as someone with a special fate.
However, this voice was kinder. This voice held the promise of hope.
She wasn't alone.
How could she have forgotten!?
Despite it all, even if some stories may be lost to Time...
There's always a new story to discover.
If she could only break free...!
She has to find them...No, not just find them.
Her story hasn't truly ended.
That failed game was only a chapter of the long life she has!
She forces herself to move, to free herself from the binds that trap her in the past. Though she seemed trapped in a blazing inferno...She only felt a gentle warmth.
The future still has things to be discovered!
Things that are yet to be seen by any Temporic!
She'll see them all...With the friends she's made along the way!
The puppet strings break as she runs out, away from her past home. Back into the darkness.
To the unknown, where things have yet to be seen.
She just has to find someone first.
"C-Charlotte...! I'm here...! Where are you...?!"
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Post by flightlessicarus on Jan 2, 2017 2:16:30 GMT -8
Raphael, Jasper, and Jake arrive to a commotion amongst the seths. Schrodinger is trying to organize them, but they don't seem to be listening.
Annoyed at the disarray, Raphael whistles loudly to get their attention.
Noticing their leader's signal, the seths scramble into formation.
"Now what the fuck is going on here?" Raphael asks his army.
"Rid is fighting... something down there and he needs backup! What do we do?"
Raphael thinks for a moment.
"Quick, anyone know what this something is? We can't just leeroy jenkins into there, as much of a badass as he must have been."
Schrodinger steps forwards.
"I've fought it before with a smaller group. It's a multiform scary ass final boss type, sir."
"Any weaknesses?"
"Weak to boomerangs. Some forms are corrupted and require healing equipment."
"...alright. on my mark, we will begin our assault. Infantry-"
"Don't call us babies, you bitch!"
"...the bitch ass crybabies in the front, go in first. Surround it from all sides until the gunners are ready. Mac? You're on dj duty. Keep up the troops morale. You're the most important one in this outfit. I have a feeling this place is designed to destroy us from the inside, and your music is one of the few things we have that can directly combat the darkness. Weak links, you all back him up on that. You've got instruments on hand. You all will know what to do."
Raphael looks out into the night. A beacon of light can be seen far away.
Maybe he could never escape from it, but it was always there for him. To lead him back to safety.
To give him a home when he had no home.
Had he taken its safety for granted in his pursuit for power and purpose?
Now's not the time to ponder that however, Raphael's got an army to lead.
Seth continues searching for Kat in the dark.
Maybe he's not the best for her, but at least he's trying.
He conjures a flame to hold in his hand. To think he's improved his fire magic skills enough to draw it out so effortlessly.
The small red flame flickers in his palm as it casts shadows upon the featureless black ground.
It doesn't light much, but it's something.
The voices have gotten quieter, but their doubting words still echo in the back of his mind.
"do you even know which way you're going?"
Seth keeps walking.
"that's a rather weak light you have. You'll never survive this place."
The flame flares a bit bigger, now about the size of an orange.
Seth keeps walking.
"The New Year's dawn has already missed its deadline. You've been asleep here for 24 hours now. How much longer will it take you? How much longer can you last before you die?"
Seth keeps walking.
"If you die in this dream, you die in real life. Just as many of us here have."
Seth cringes, but keeps walking.
"We know how much you fear the prospect of your own death. You've been dodging the inevitable this entire time."
Seth keeps walking, faster.
"You could have stopped at the first timeclone, but you didn't. You just couldn't accept the end. You had to continue."
Seth switches to a brisk jog. He keeps jogging.
"A thousand tragedies lie in your wake as you refused to die a thousand deaths. this story could have ended better if you didn't try so hard to stay in it."
Seth breaks into a run. He clenches the fire in his hand softly as his arms swing back and forth.
"it's no wonder they all detested you when you entered their domain! It's no wonder you're afraid of the student reaper who is so close to you!"
Seth keeps running.
"You're going to die one day, Seth! You're going to die and stay dead, forever! And there's nothing you can do about it! No amount of conditional immortality or eternal youth will protect you from your doom!"
Seth keeps running. Can he keep running though?
"ACCEPT YOUR DESTINY AND DIE ALREADY!"
"NO!" Seth screams back at the voices, still running away. "I REFUSE TO DIE!"
"What do you even have to live for? Wouldn't the world be a better place without you in it?"
"No! Because she wants me there! It's not just for me, it's for her sake too! I can't just give up on her!"
"The wishes of a dear one cannot stall the inevitable! It may not happen now, but it will happen! You will die wether you or others like it or not!"
Seth keeps running, Tears running down his face. He doesn't want to think about his own death. Wasn't god tier supposed to keep him from expiring? It at least improved his formerly weak immune system.
He trips, and begins falling. Falling into the dark. Falling as if time was slowed down. Maybe it is.
...Is this how it all ends?
"KAT! PLEASE ANSWER ME! PLEASE!"
The fire in his hand is struggling to stay lit while he's in freefall...
Chronos begins to search for others. Usually he wouldn't give a rat's ass about anyone else, but he has a feeling that a certain someone is waiting for him.
He did prove himself to her in that grand battle after all, right? Shouldn't that be enough to win her over?
Well, it's going to have to be, because there's nothing else worth fighting in this dark dump.
"you don't even know her name, do you?"
"I DΘ KNΘW IT, WH▲T DΘ YΘU T▲KE ME FOR, ▲ RUBE?"
Chronos thinks back. He remembers this.... his boy mentioned it once, he knows it....
"MEDI! HER N▲ME IS MEDI!"
"oh my god you don't even know her real name do you"
"I DΘ! HΘW CΘULD I FΘRGET HER RE▲L N▲ME?"
It takes him a moment, but some things connect and he figures it out.
"HER RE▲L N▲ME IS K▲T, CΘMMΘNLY KNΘWN ▲S R▲INE. BUT THΘSE ▲RE T▲KEN BY ΘTHERS ΘF HER TYPE, SΘ MEDI IS JUST FINE."
Chronos keeps searching for her. She's gotta be here with the rest, right?
"MY DE▲R SWEET BUTTERCUP MEDI, I ▲M ΘN MY W▲Y! MY ▲CΘMPLISHMENTS SH▲LL BE WΘRTHY ΘF YΘUR ▲PPRΘV▲L!"
Chronos glides along the ground's surface, just a few feet off the "ground".
He will find her.
They will be happy together.
She will accept him.
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Post by lunarLunatic on Jan 2, 2017 9:24:36 GMT -8
Kat hears a familiar voice.
It was Seth.
He was here...and he was in danger.
Her head darts around, looking for him. He was up in the sky, in what seems like a great distance away. That miniscule light serving as a beacon.
She breaks for a sprint. But as she runs, she could hear voices cutting through the dark; their words attempt to discourage her.
"You can't save him."
"There's no point in trying to change his fate."
"You're going to watch him die....before you succumb to the darkness yourself. It's inevitable."
No.
It's not inevitable!
Each attempt they make to slow her down only brings her to try harder. To run faster.
That future she so desperately sought is not going to dissapear.
Not now, and not ever...!
Her arms are outstretched, preparing to catch him.
"I'M HERE! I WON'T LET YOU FALL...!"
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A storm of poppy flowers seem to obstruct Chronos' view.
"I won't allow it. I won't allow you to hurt her more than you already have...!"
And now...something. Someone is in his way.
A man, bordering on 7 feet, wearing a peculiar tophat and cloaked in darkness. His scarf ends in claws and his eyes are not unlike what the person his path was obstructing had when he was alive.
His expression seemed calm...But looking at it closer shows that he is beyond anger.
"You think...After all that you've done...Manipulating her, abandoning her, smashing her already fractured heart into a million pieces...! You think that you're still worthy of her?!"
Disgust becomes clear in his face as time goes on.
"Her overwhelming desire for oblivion stemmed from your treatment of her...! She feels unworthy of anyone's love! Unworthy of even existing!"
His claws clench into fists, shaking as he is on the verge of tears.
"Her heart is gone...Her soul is dying...! AND IT'S ALL YOUR DOING!!!"
The man screams as he raises his claws up in the air, tall spears of light erupting from what seemed to be the ground making a beeline for the object of his fury.
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Post by frozenlake on Jan 2, 2017 9:30:47 GMT -8
Duck, roll, leap, slash. The Gravekeeper raised an arm to the large gash on his neck, before falling over, disintegrating. The Dreamer feels something fishy, while staring in shock. The Red Raven screams, and the warrior falls to the ground, as if someone strapped lead weights to every part of his body. But it finally occurs to the Dreamer what was up, realizing that bones should have been breaking under that force... if they were still alive.
"...he wasn't real."
The Raven turns, letting up off the gravity for a moment to stare at the Dreamer. The Warrior throws the knife using this distraction, which hits dead center on the heart. The raven buckles over, but doesn't fade. She removes the knife, staring at it.
The Warrior approaches the Dreamer, and the soul is knit back together. The faint tingling suddenly amplifies, and lightning courses though his veins. His eyes return to normal, and he is left staring at his hands.
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Abandon
Jan 2, 2017 14:46:21 GMT -8
Post by flightlessicarus on Jan 2, 2017 14:46:21 GMT -8
Falling falling falling... this feels so familiar... when he broke that heart container... and it threw him into a fatal decent... ...just like this one... and then... a voice? ...Kat! Upon hearing her, Seth's flame burns brighter than ever! He's found her! Seth turns himself around while still falling and tries to position himself. She's quite far down there, but sure enough, she is here. And she's safe. "Kat!" He spreads his arms out, a billowing flame still burning in his palm. "You're still going to die! It's too far down! You've reached terminal velocity! She can't save you!" Seth closes his eyes. "Not only that, she will die too! This would be at least the second time you've killed her! and this time you won't be able to reverse it! Under the weight of your own sins, you will end both yours and her life!" Seth focuses hard on something within himself. He has to have a way to slow his fall, but how? he can't rely on time powers, they've been disabled. they're a crutch anyways. he can't fly, unexplained supernatural methods of suspension have been disabled. Yet another crutch he's used in the past. He has no inventory, just the clothes on his back... and the fire in his heart. Can he save himself with that fire? Can he avoid death by sheer will alone? And without harming Kat below? 
Chronos faces the angry top hatted man in his way. It seems they're almost the same height. Curious. Him? the reason for her collapse and despair? Preposterous! Then again, he did react pretty harshly from her words. Maybe he did actually succeed in destroying her, but not in the way he expected. But before Chronos can retort, her dapper guardian begins shooting light spears at him! He leaps out of the way, just barely grazing their trajectories. Rid's words to him from before come to mind. "...Are you seriously that fucking dense? Relationships are a two way street for fuck's sake! A significant other isn't gonna accept anything from you if you don't care about their feelings! I know you're probably some kinda borderline sociopath or some shit, but come on! You have to care about other people's needs, or else they're gonna hunt you down like they have been since time immaterial. Does any of this make sense?"Care... about other people's feelings? But the effort! The pointless agony! It's so much easier to just shut everyone out and never let their troubles drag you down to their level. It's what he's always been able to do to achieve happiness, and it's always worked, right? ...ugh feelings acting up again. Guilt probably? Useless and debilitating. While pondering the uselessness of the feelings that have opened themselves up to him, a light spear manages to stab him. The guilt hits him directly. Chronos stands there, holding the spot where he got hit. Thankfully, since he's already dead, he doesn't have to worry about the exact kind of physical damage, but unfortunately, the damage is more psychological than anything, which is bad news in the state he's currently in. "ΘW! WHY THE FUCK DΘES THIS HURT SΘ MUCH?! I USED TΘ BE FUCKING INVINCIBLE!" |
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Post by lunarLunatic on Jan 2, 2017 18:22:11 GMT -8
Kat steps back as Seth seems to be shooting a torrent of fire out of his hands...Possibly to slow his descent?
She can't help but feel a little worried.
However, she trusts in him enough to see if this will work or not.
But if it doesn't...
...She'll think of something.
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The dapper man's expression changes to confusion.
Can he really feel it?! Does he really have some sort of sense of guilt...?
...No.
That's impossible. Someone like him could never feel something like that.
This was a trick. A trick by someone who broke Medi's heart and soul.
Someone who held no regard for her feelings...!
"Forgive me, my sweet poppy flower...But this man does not deserve the mercy that you ask me to give him...!"
He flings one of his claws down, four spears are flung down on upon his target.
"You must atone for your sins. You will never be worthy of her! You took away everything she had! Her family...her friends...her life...And you didn't stop there. Even after she died, even after she sought after you...Despite everyone's warnings...You decided it wasn't enough."
The spears of light seem to glow more and more intensely, amplifying whatever pain there is.
"When she questioned your motives even slightly...You attempted to take away her existence. Not only that...You flung her out there after saying a lie. How dare you...How dare you say that you have, in any sense, loved her!"
"You, who have never in any way given her true happiness, have no right to say such a thing...! You think some superficial act of heroism would win her over!? You ruined her! She will never smile again...!"
The sound of labored breathing is heard. He can barely contain his anger. His weapon(s) react accordingly.
"YOU....NEVER....LOVED HER...!"
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Abandon
Jan 2, 2017 19:06:42 GMT -8
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Post by raz on Jan 2, 2017 19:06:42 GMT -8
His death is ebing away. Or is that ebing closer? Cessation isn't far off, and part of him wonders what that's like... He's destroyed his fair share, so what's the end of his own existence feel like?
He wonders. And then, something reminds him...
...The ones I'm fighting for...!
A shaky hand reaches out, tightens around that older familiar blade. Around the purple ribbon wrapped around it, a memento and a reminder of what he dedicated this existence toward. And the other hand tightens too, merely into a fist that lashes out to knock the handle away and grant him a frenzied lung-full of air he quickly puts to use in driving forward with an overhead slash. For his credit, the specter remains nonplussed, simply lifting a firearm and loosing a shot that offsets the slash enough to end his charge prematurely and force it to a guard.
"I was never cut out to be a leader. Fine. Then, it stands to reason that mine was meant to be a front-line role... If I was meant to be a fighter, than I will fight!
Wayland levels his sword ahead, a faint smile teasing his features as something lost reappears in his empty white eyes.
Purpose.
"I don't need passion, and I don't need a lofty goal. The only thing I need is simple purpose... And that, the reason for this existence? Is nothing more than everything it can muster to make those I care for happy."
"How childish and simple-minded."
"Perhaps. But even know I can feel it... There's at least one person who needs my help. You may call it childish for me to consider that enough, and you may be right, but it doesn't change the truth of it."
The phantom levels his firearm with Wayland's head. A long moment passes as neither of the pair make a move, the air tense like a rubber band stretched taut.
"...All I wanted to do was help people. And, look where that got me."
"Maybe neither of us was meant to be a leader, old friend. But there's always another path."
"...Yeah."
The shaded figure looks upward, hefting his shovel over his shoulder.
"Yeah, there is. It might be a shitty path, but... I'll walk it with you. That's a risk you're just going to have to take."
Wayland chuckles, sheathing his blade and sinking into a stance as the ghost manipulates his stance as if prepping to stab forward with his shovel.
In an instant, both attack simultaneously. And the space between them distorts, static ringing out around them before they charge forward into, a way forward.
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Abandon
Jan 2, 2017 22:19:14 GMT -8
Post by metreu on Jan 2, 2017 22:19:14 GMT -8
Clear watches the flame in front of her grow dimmer with each passing moment. The candle had completed it's journey and it's wick was spent.
The AI was on her last bit of power as well. She didn't move, didn't process, and reserved all function as a means of extending her life cycle...
The world around her grew darker. She didn't know why she was here, in this place, there was nothing for her here.
[ Functions In Low Power Mode ]
[ Shutting Down Unnecessary Protocols ]
[ 3% Power Remaining ]
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Abandon
Jan 2, 2017 23:35:05 GMT -8
Post by flightlessicarus on Jan 2, 2017 23:35:05 GMT -8
Seth continues to blast the space below him with pillars of fire, putting everything he has into thrusting just enough to slow his decsent. lower and lower... it seems to be workng! Seth manages to carefully guide himself down by changing the pressure and positioning of his thrusters... and he lands safely on his feet! He's dispelled his fire blasts by now, just trying to catch his breath. his heart can barely keep up with him and lungs are burning from exaustion. Wait, isn't he asleep right now? "You've escaped your doom for now, but don't think for a moment that you've escaped completely!" Seth looks over towards Kat in between breaths. ...Is it really her? It has to be. Still lacking the breath to even speak, Seth tiredly walks towards her. He seems to be on the verge of tears once again. Seth just, gives her a big hug and holds on for a while. His embrace is just a little warmer than expected, but, it could be considered comforting.
This man is questioning Chronos's love for Medi! It's insulting that he wouldn't believe it. Maybe it's since Chronos has never shown affection for anyone other than himself, but then again who else even needs his affection? It is a sign of weakness after all. That must be the reason why this light stings so much. Because he exposed his weaker side. Because he decided to care about somebody else. But is Chronos willing to take this risk? Is he willing to set hedonism aside for the sake of companionship? "IT W▲S NΘ LIE! SHE IS MY ΘNLY LΘVE IN THIS WΘRLD ΘR ▲NY ΘTHER! M▲YBE IF SHE BELIEVED ME, SHE WΘULDN'T H▲VE FΘRCED MY H▲ND!" The pain continues. Why the fuck is Chronos subjecting himself to this torture? "I'M T▲KING ▲ RISK HERE, YΘU KNΘW."
"...seths, GO!" Raphael leads his troops into battle! The earlier seths begin leaping into the hole, scythes brandished as they descend upon the nightmare! The nightmare makes an ear piercing screech as dozens of seths stab into it from above! Rid just watches in partial disbelief from his corner. The nightmare shakes the seths off and they land on the floor. Raphael takes this opening moment to direct his gunners. "Ready.... FIRE!" Countless bullets pelt the monster from above as the gunner seths shoot at it with their shotgun scythes. All the while, Mac and the weak links play a song together... |
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Post by SJmun on Jan 3, 2017 0:18:04 GMT -8
With the call of that hopeful voice, something inside smoke finally reconnects again, filling him with vitality, and linking him to a certain imaginary presence...
'...Jordan! You need get up. This place is nothing but bad news. You can't let it get to you...'
Charlotte continues on her way, about as brave as she can be.
and then, she hears something.
Lambda's voice.
She's here... somewhere.
"LAMBDA!"
Charlotte begins briskly walking towards where she heard her.
It seems that miracle was more likely than she thought...
Somewhere, Jake's body lies on the ground, in a resting state. Without his soul, his body is just sorta... waiting.
Honestly he would be a really easy target for any wandering spirits to steal and run away with.
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Post by lunarLunatic on Jan 3, 2017 1:16:42 GMT -8
Oh thank goodness, he's alright.
It doesn't matter what these strange voices tell her.
Just as long as she can see for herself that Seth is fine...
And he is...He's tired, but he's fine.
She returns the embrace, appreciating it's warmth.
"I...must have worried you...I'm sorry...But I'm here now...I'm here..."
But slowly, she wonders...
Where is here?
A pause.
...And then...he laughs. But even as he laughs, his face shows great disdain.
"You...taking a risk? What sort of risk are you taking here? Why should you be scared?"
He brings a claw to his face, contemplating.
"Now that I think of it...This is the first time you've ever felt something like this, isn't it? Feeling guilty. Doesn't it hurt? Do you hate it? Doesn't it make you feel weak?"
The man walks towards Chronos.
"Several instances of Seth have had an easier time dealing with these feelings. Wouldn't that make you the weaker one? The fact that you can't handle this feeling? The fact that you lack the knowledge to why this guilt is eating at you?"
The spear(s) disappear. And yet...the feeling is still there.
"Whatever love you've felt for her isn't real. Because you have no idea what love is. You cannot comprehend it, because you cannot comprehend the heart you've gained. The heart you've stolen. You are still incomplete. And I have a feeling that you will never be truly complete."
He's practically a foot away. Is he planning something...?
"I cannot let you meet her again. She has gone through too much of your destructive behavior to be able to handle what you might do next. You will kill her if I let you pass. Do you want that? Do you want the person you claim you love destroyed? Are you willing to bear that responsibility!? Do you even care about what will happen to her because of your self-centered desires!?"
Lambda could hear her friend's voice.
But she can't even see her...!
She, too, fumbles around in the dark, going in the direction of where she heard Charlotte's voice.
"Charlotte! I c-can hear you but I can't see you! Keep talking so I know where to go...!"
She's shaking. Is finding her even possible? It feels like even if they're close enough, they would still be unable to reach each other.
But she can't give up quite yet...!
Something moves from somewhere.
What was it? Who was it?
Was it a human? A ghost? A human ghost...?
...Whatever it was, it wasn't human anymore.
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Post by flightlessicarus on Jan 3, 2017 7:57:53 GMT -8
"I'm so glad... to see you again..." Seth manages to whisper between weary sobs. His heart is still pounding in his chest, though it's started to slowly but surely calm down. Kat can definitely feel it from how close he's holding her.
Kusari looks down at Thoren, that burning skeletal shell of a man. Should he really forgive him after what happened? After being dragged into a series of events that ended in murder suicide?
"...I'm... not sure... I never wanted it to end like this... I don't even have a future anymore. Maybe the new alpha Seth has already taken my place... but... Agh!"
A quiet moment passes as Kusari tries to get a handle on his thoughts. Soon enough though, he finds some words to express his sorrow.
"I... I just wanted a happy ending... I wanted Raine and the pawns to be saved from this awful place... and now look at where that's led us... look at where it's led me... how the fuck am I supposed to be satisfied with my life? How am I expected to just let go into the dark? For once in my life, I was actually happy. And now I don't even have anyone by my side anymore... How come you got Raine and I have nobody?"
Thoren listens to Kusari's plight.
It seems the tables have turned. Their fortunes traded. Thoren had gotten what he wanted, but another lost everything at the hands of an ill decision. One that he's still too distraught about to accept any real blame on.
"...why did I get Raine? I... well... it started out as keeping her safe for alpha's sake, but... the more I spent time with her... the more I wanted to stay with her. I thought I didn't even have a chance. Relationships between the living and the dead are best kept distant after all. I didn't even think I deserved someone as great as her in the slightest... but, there was something burning in my chest that just... wouldn't leave me alone..."
Slowly features begin fading back into place, obscuring the charred bones underneath. Time heir garb, skin, a recognizable face... though a noticeable hole in his shirt keeps the fire of his soul visible.
"I guess... she pitied my pain and in that moment, she chose me over alpha, despite our differences. And when I popped the question... I was high on hope. Usually I'd never expect a positive answer from something like that... but in the heat of the moment, with my very soul placed in jeopardy... she accepted my offer. You have no idea how grateful I am to have her... to have someone there to save me from myself..."
So it was pity, hope, and luck? Kusari wishes there was hope for him, but there is none, it seems.
"...I wish I could be as lucky as you... I don't even know if the Kat that died by my hands even exists anymore... or if she'd even accept me..."
"You won't know until you try. How about... we search together?"
Thoren looks up at Kusari.
Kusari looks down at him.
A moment passes, and for just that moment... it almost seems as if they are connected once again.
Kusari offers his hand and pulls Thoren up.
"I'd like that. Let's go now."
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Post by SJmun on Jan 3, 2017 16:03:35 GMT -8
Niki looks again at the empty bag of peach rings. She wonders how Clear is doing.
With Clear being the closest thing she has to Micha, not to mention all the things she's done in even just the short time she's been around, she feels an obligation to repay her back somehow.
"Uh, guys? Has anyone seen Clear? White dress, white hair, 12% battery and the powers of creation?"
The ghosts of the lost talk amongst themselves. None of them seem to know where she is. Then again, none of them have even met clear before.
"Man, really? Well, I think I'm gonna go looking for her. I'll keep myself lit up for you guys."
And with that, Niki makes her way out of the crowd of spirits and begins walking in some direction.
Seeing as she has the light with her, they begin following her.
"Clear! Where are you!"
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Abandon
Jan 3, 2017 18:07:12 GMT -8
Post by metreu on Jan 3, 2017 18:07:12 GMT -8
There's a voice in the darkness... it is distant and faint, but she hears it.
Clear raises her head slowly, wondering if she's hearing ghosts from somewhere else in space.
...The candle light goes out, smoke rising from the burnt out wick. Clear looks into the darkness, looking for a source to the voice...
[2% Remaining]
Clear opens her mouth, but finds her voice has been disabled to preserve power.
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Jan 3, 2017 21:24:06 GMT -8
Post by SJmun on Jan 3, 2017 21:24:06 GMT -8
A light just went out somewhere.
Niki wasn't even fully aware of it, but suddenly it had become ever so slightly darker in this already dark place.
Somebody might be in trouble out there.
"HOLD ON! I'M ON MY WAY!"
Wasting no time, Niki begins running at full speed towards where she felt that light go out.
Unfortunately she's not exactly all that fast, having one fake leg and being kinda out of shape.
The ghosts following her, knowing the misery of dying alone in the dark, decide to help her.
A few spectral members of the group work together to pick Niki up from her arms, lessening her weight considerably.
Niki looks over from the left and the right at her speedy companions.
Walt, the mage of time (monsterHunter), Keith, the knight of breath (bombasticHydrogen), and... ARLO, the prince of rage?! (remorselessMarauder) Didn't that guy die a ton of times, die in every sense of the word, and then have his memory overwritten?
Either way, with their assistance, Niki is getting there a lot faster than expected.
"We're almost there!"
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