Hearing some clattering, Shun turned to see that Pachua had won out in the scuffle between him and Jove. Letting out a low curse under his breath, he began to rush back over. The blade was at his chest so there wasn't a whole lot of time. Clenching his fist, he began to run at the coatl, intending to knock him out or something before he could do anything else stupid.
He soon came to a screeching halt as he saw the boy thrusting the dagger into his own chest.
"Dammit all.."
Gritting his teeth, he closed his eye for a moment, letting out a sigh. He was beginning to wonder why he was bothered to try right about now.
Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 9:46 pm
[ UPDATES AGAIN: So someone just got turned to stone. And... JACK SOMEONE JUST STABBED THEMSELVES IN THE CHEST. THE JACK IS GOING ON THIS IS WORSE THAN WONDERLAND. ]
So scribbled Hamika on her paper, staring wided eyed at the group in front of her. Clearly the being was powerful and could just turn people into stone, but good grief no one was getting out alive at this rate.
Or even whole.
Still Hamika scribbled on, determined to have a record of this event.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 9:51 pm
At some point, Brenley had slowly slid to the floor and taken a seat. He had never in his life seen anything like whatever was going on here, at least not in the real world. And this was the real world, wasn't it? He looked down at the runes on his arms. Maybe it wasn't, but it felt real enough.
Perhaps the strangest of all were those who were fighting for the right to die. Crazy. He thought of his doppelganger in Wonderland, how certain he had been that no one would miss him if he was replaced or... gone...
He would never voluntarily end his life, not for anybody. Not until he'd made something of it. Bren sat up straight as some ghoul turned to stone and a boil quickly showed that up by stabbing himself. What was wrong with these people? And why was that undead ghoul taking such intense notes?
Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 9:54 pm
Maple's eyes went wide. She had no idea what was going on anymore. She just kind of stood there like dead weight.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 11:45 pm
Just as he had leaned back listening to Remi, they paralleled in front of those assembled at the maze finale. The figure looked regal, almost, if not pale and malevolent in equal amounts. They addressed Shun first. "We did not awaken, we were forced to sleep." They raised their chin, arrogant, "the world was ours and it should be ours. The right for revenge is mine, to take back kingdoms that should have been mine. All of you should not even exist, had things gone the way they should have."
They glanced over to Gene. "That is right. You are all on borrowed time. Borrowed time on borrowed strings. No, you should be ashamed of how little you matter."
And amidst the chaos he wrought, he watched with a keen sort of interested as Pachua buried the dagger home. Immediately, the student began to dissolve, until all that remained was a dagger clattering on the floor, and two halves of a cracked core.
"It is this easy," he continued, waving at Pachua's reminds. "One life, another, grains, just specks, replaced and then forgotten. I remain. Nothing else does."
And from the broken dagger, true to his word, Amrita appeared again, whole and complete in form. The shadow behind them dissolved at the same time, taking Remi with it as well.
"If you favour revenge a sacrifice is nothing. You are still hungry, are you not? What if I told you revenge could satisfy this hunger? What if I told you all you need is a sacrifice to escape?"
Daggers clattered onto the floor, the same shape as Pachua's. There were the same amount of daggers as there were those in the chamber.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 11:48 pm
Amrita turned close to Remi, just her statue, and she reached out both hands towards them.
"It seems to be working," the figure mused, idly tapping their fingers on the table, "I wonder how-"
CRACK-
- A second later, the false Amrita grabbed a hold of Remi's own statue, breaking it apart with its newly found memories. The head crumbled first, and then the arms, the chest. As his own statue began to dissolve, so did Remi.
The last thing he saw was a robed figure sweeping away his remains under the table.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 11:57 pm
The breath escaped him as the dagger slid home, a shaky gasp, so sharp, his hans shaking and now coated in gore, if only for a moment because he was simply…becoming…nothing.
“I… had to…” he managed to say, he had to, what other choice had there been but to try… to try and save someone. He wouldn’t let Remi’s death mean nothing at all, nor Aldara… he would never know if he made a difference or not though.
Borrowed time, borrowed fear… borrowed forms…
There was no one left to answer, the dagger clattered to the ground, and so did the two pieces of his core… divided in sacrifice.
Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 11:58 pm
Pachua was gone, and soon Amrita had formed back just as the figure promised. There was no sign of Remi, for now. With everything that was going on, the Legacies were steadily contesting the Hunters for which Shun hated more. Ironically, vengeance was on his mind right about now. He stared down at the dagger that appeared before his feet.
Of course. The figure wasn't satisfied with just the one. Just earlier he had told Gene that sometimes sacrifices needed to be made. He wasn't exactly thinking about this, however.
Shun picked up the dagger, feeling its weight. The Legacy of Revenge, along with the others, had been doing a lot to mess with him and all the rest over the past year or so. Taking or using their memories. Trying to destroy the world. Trying to kill them. Toying with them. It was tiresome.
Sacrifice.
Revenge.
He gripped the blade, then hurled it full force at the figure's chest.
"You want a sacrifice? Well I choose to sacrifice you," he hissed sharply.
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2014 11:58 pm
From the ground, Thackery's eyes settled on Amrita. Through his sobs, he sighed in relief, then began to sob again, still feebly pawing at the remains of the violet key.
He waited, eyes still on Amrita.
And waited.
"Where is Remi?" he asked, hoarse and quiet, voice raw with misery. His gaze flickered to the place where the crown had been, and stayed there.
And he was patient, as he just kept waiting.
Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2014 12:11 am
What.
The.
Jack.
Hamika almost dropped her notebook in her shock. Well, the girl from before was back, apparently. But then someone died (very dead oh dear) and there were daggers everywhere. She did a mental count. Enough for each of them.
They were all just sacrifices.
The zombie ghoul's eyes widened and she shut them very tightly. No no no she'd woken up from Wonderland, she was no longer there but oh dear the similarities haunted her. Hamika shook a little, fighting with in instincts to run back into that damn maze. No, she was here, she was alive, and she was going to do her damnest to stay that way.
"Revenge on who, I wonder..." she said idly, eying one of the daggers on the floor. Hungry, yes, but murderous? No, that wasn't Hamika.
She just wanted to get out alive, now.
[ Update: The one who stabbed himself is dead. Or gone at least. One of them, guessing the one in the creature originally, has come back but the one who followed her in hasn't. The figure has dropped daggers everywhere and one of us chucked it at it.
The idea that having a sacrifice to escape was given. I do not expect this to go well at all. Ideally the horseman will target each of us in turn, starting with us young ones, and go from there. She seems oh so devoted to the cause.
Chance of survival: Minimal at best now.
Too many Wonderland flashbacks, entirely too many Wonderland flashbacks I wish I'd gone through the blue door... ]
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2014 1:33 am
Really really had no idea what was going on. Maple's breath hitched into her throat as she took a step backwards. Someone has stabbed themselves, sacrificing themselves, a figure had appeared as Amrita herself returned to them. (Someone apparently seemed missing though). Statues, death, borrowed time. And then a dagger clattered to the ground at her feet.
Revenge. That familiar word, she had felt its power before. How raw and intoxicating it could be, invigorating the the body. It had fueled her being in another life. But that was the Tower's life, where she was strong and willing and able despite being just a little bit timid. But she stepped up when able. She wasn't here though, here was just Maple. Useless and unsure, tempted by that power but unable to wield it. Unable to do what was necessary to obtain it even if it meant survival. She was just Maple...
The dagger remained on the ground as she gripped her broom tighter.
Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2014 9:18 am
"C'mon, thats my girl." He whispered once more as she started to move again; he felt a glimmer of hope. She was moving towards him, she was coming back, this might work. Remi removed his hand from hers, realizing she was reaching towards him in general not seemingly for a purpose. Maybe a hug then?
"It seems to be working," the figure mused, idly tapping their fingers on the table, "I wonder how-"
CRACK
It was sudden and unexpected enough that the kitsune stopped speaking and paused mid motion. He didn't move, didn't breath, didn't speak.
Only watched.
She was so close to coming back. What went wrong? Did he say something in his attempts to coax her back? Did he answer something badly? Where had things gone awry? Even as he watched on, all he could do was think of unasked questions, unsaid words and lost moments. First went the head, his arms quickly followed. Remi felt a little of himself slip away with each break, slowly he started to fade as if with every crack and crumbling of the statue some of his personality and memories fell with it. She clawed at the statue with such vigor, determined to remove his existence from this realm.
Remi had been a fool. He should have known that the figure was only toying with him, he probably took great pleasure in snuffling out a small light. He was nothing compared to him, just a breath of air in the sea of eternity.
He had been ready to sacrifice himself for her before now, so why did this feel any different?
Soon his body was reduced to nothing but rubble gathered on the floor, and all he did was watch as she did it. He hadn't been able to help her after all, even in the end. He watched through fading vision as the robed figure swept his broken remains under the table, and only then did he allow himself to crack his usual smile; It looked odd on a face pinched with unshed tears. He opened his mouth to say something, perhaps a goodbye, maybe some words of actual meaning. But they were left unsaid, as his chair was suddenly empty once more leaving Aritas statue and the figure alone once more.
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2014 3:37 pm
Gene hadn't the time to react to Pachua, and merely snarled at the black figure when it responded to her. They were on borrowed time? Ha! This a*****e was just spouting crap. Though, for what it was worth, this a*****e also seemed to be incredibly powerful, being able to absorb and transform Amrita the way he did, and then take in Remi.
She still glared at him, however. Even when the daggers appeared, she continued to glare at him as she picked one of the jet black weapons up.
She followed Shun's lead, and threw the dagger at the black figure.
Silently, smiling a bit to herself. Lan picked up the dagger and slid into into her pockets. "Another time. The one I would revive bares consideration."
"Yet you are right about the hunger-"
Lan's hand reached out- She would find someone, feed from them. Enough to sate her.
"Little bites."
Rolling between, Jove, Matty, Hamika, Brenley, Maple, Shun, Thackery, Gene, Llyr, Aisha in dat order
Amrita looked around in confusion. She didn't know where she was, or how she had gotten here, and it was evident enough on her face. She stared down at her hands with a wide eye, and every move she made - even just the process of lifting her hands - looked unsteady.
She looked up at Thackery, her gaze sweeping around the room until she found him, and for a few long moments she stared.
"I...I don't know." The patchwork responded, her voice as bewildered as her expression. It was then her attention fell on the dagger in front of her and, carefully, she crouched down to pick up the one no doubt meant for her. All she could do was stare at it, trying to figure out what was going on.
For now she held it in her hands, rolling it slowly between her palms.
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