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 Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 3:15 am
Page Sodom
The dog’s demise brought a sense of relief to the older page, who, thanks to the white lady’s witchcraft, was feeling better with every passing minute. Still frazzled, still a bit shaken up, but better.
Gomorrah led the way into the new room, which provided little assurance as far as freedom went. They'd already been shoved, shocked and attacked in several rooms - what the ******** would this one have in store for them? Still…what choice did they really have?
The cluster of people surrounding them was made up of a ton of goddamn clowns. All sorts of crazy outfits (and ******** Blue a** among them) donned on a variety of ages. Most looked like kids - go ******** figure. A giant black bird - was it a mocking bird? A raven? A ******** chicken? - stood there chittering and babbling about something.
A talking monster bird. Now he'd seen goddamn everything.
His attention was distracted from the half-body figure on the screen that everyone else was talking to, his torso yanked by the younger man who was shoving their way towards whatever pad s**t the chick had been talking about. Sodom was wary - why trust a ******** computer when everything else was trying to kill them in there - but Gomorrah was the smart one so if he wanted to go to the ******** pad, they'd go to the ******** pad.
The question elicited a grunt from him, then a squeeze against his spouse. “Yeah, you're stuck with me for a while longer yet, sweetheart.”
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 3:23 am
Corrupt Sweetite
The wide grin on her face had faded as quickly as her pink feathers had.
Dogbeast had been vanquished and Sweetite had been feeling rather proud of herself for all of a few seconds before the panels began to open up look some sort of twisted, mechanical bloom. The room gave way to a larger one while a young voice beckoned them forward.
This...This didn't sound very good at all.
Fafnir took hold of her hand and tugged, the young girl quickly following after the senior senshi as heels clicked their way after him. There was no way she was about to be separated from the only person she knew - god only knew what was in store for them in the room to come.
There were dozens more people in the large room than she had expected, feeling both reassured and chilled at the same time concerning the large number of people. There was power in numbers...but it was almost as if they were being herded like cattle.
What did the little girl want from them?
Fafnir seemed to have more sensible answers than some of the silly White Mooners. Having none of her own to ask, she quietly sidled alongside the taller boy and listened earnestly for any and all clues as to how they might escape this crazy world they'd tumbled into.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 7:18 am
Youma Koschei
"One is not like the other, never like the other!" Koschei protested at Delta, who had provided an unsatisfactory answer. Deciding that the thing provided even less answers than he himself would have, the youma took his time scanning the arriving occupants and then, when he spotted the corrupt belonging to that rude, fuddy-duddy general he hopped right over.
There was a pause to make sure General Snore wasn't around but when red eyes landed upon Fafnir, he paused for consideration.
That one was one of his general's, he knew and so he waddled over the way only a giant bird could and wedged himself between the two corrupts. Fafnir received an oddly affectionate headbutt and Sweetite was rewarded with him pecking at the feather in her hair.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 7:48 am
Captain Marcasite
The weird trio of electrical looking children was gone, thank god, and Marcasite had gone with the group into the room. She didn't want to, but she wanted out and that meant moving forward because going back wasn't going to happen.
She felt like she was in some sort of video game tomb, where everything kept forcing them forward and closing off everything to prevent them from going back.
This was the absolute last thing she wanted to be dealing with, considering her relationship was falling apart and she was struggling to keep up the appearance that her company's face needed but when she saw a familiar face she felt relief shiver through her.
Long legs carried her across the room, the woman carelessly shoving moonies aside if it meant getting to her recruit.
"Tantalite!" She called when she was closer. "Are you alright?"
She might not have cared much about the other people in the room, but she cared about the captain.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 8:21 am
DM Sailor Abstracta In the previous areas Abstracta had gone running head first. She'd bashed her way through things and attempted to organize and now... Now she stood silent, wide-eyed and observant. It was too much all at once; far more than the exhausted teen could hope to comprehend. Spirits, demons and the great beyond? Sure. Technology? Ha. She didn't trust the online tarot-reading sites. Why would she trust a hologram tied to the same system as the snake thing that seemed determined to stuff them all into tubes. Containment? No. People were asking it questions and wait... Hold on. What was Acubens doing? Rallying the troops? Leaving her with..... No. "You can't stay out of things and ask questions. You've got to pick one. You either keep quiet and don't draw it's attention or you mark yourself as one of the curious. If you're curious enough it might see you as a target." If the General was making himself a target she wasn't going to stand there and wait for the holo to decide she was next. Nope. More members of the Dark Mirror Court were arriving-- more of them than she had ever seen in one place before. Amongst them was one familiar face; a young man around her age wearing a witch's hat with a lock of pale hair peeking out from under it. Had he always been there? She couldn't recall whether or not she'd seen him gathered outside, but it was immensely good to know that she wasn't alone inside anymore. Abstracta approached the other Dark Mirror basic slowly, reaching out to lightly nudge his elbow with her hand. "No one is going to believe this. Are you alright, Lumen?" Sleet Tempest Snape I'm sorry she's like this.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 8:22 am
Captain TantaliteWhen she heard her name, the pale haired woman turned practically on a heel towards it. It would have been impossible for her to not recognize that voice after all. And it was ever so nice to see a worthwhile face after the farce that had been the current running tally of her evening. "Marcasite!" Tantalite breathed a visible sigh of relief as she moved towards the taller woman. If she'd been a less together woman, she may have heavily considered just sinking into her in a hug. But it hadn't been that bad of a day...despite the scuff on her uniform. She did heavily consider going to stand on the healing pad that people were fighting over... but that seemed so.. convenient. And suspicious. "I got thrown around a little and took a few too many feet to the face...and claws to the uniform...but I seem to be holding up well enough. How was your climb?" Was it the same as hers?
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 8:28 am
Page Gomorrah
"Better ********' be," he snapped, fingers digging into the softer sides beneath Sodom's ribcage. "You're not allowed to ********' leave me, you know that." While they were coming out okay, especially after the magic bullshit and the restoration pad, Gomorrah couldn't help but have flashes back to the time Sodom had been hospitalized and he'd nearly lost the selfish a*****e.
Once they were away from most of the crowd, the redhead leaned against the wall and let his spouse wrap around him like a comforting, possessive blanket.
"Let's lay low and just do what we have to to get the ******** out, alright?" Lips were pressed against a stubble covered cheek then he let his head rest against the man's shoulder, nose pressing into his neck.
"Don't trust any of this s**t or any other idiot here but you."
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 8:39 am
Super Sailor Denebola
The last hit had done the trick, thank Cosmos, and they'd been released only to...end up in another room.
At this point, Denebola was growing exasperated. Every challenge defeated opened up three more, or at least that's how it felt and while being on her own wasn't new by any means, it was still utterly exhausting.
And in the hubbub of things, she hadn't really had time to even think about interacting with anyone else outside of doing what needed to be done to get the collective out.
But now that there were even more of them... (Seriously, how big was this freaking place???)
Well panic struck the dragonfly senish's heart and she immediately looked for familiar faces. When she spotted her sunshine child, she was moving towards him directly, catching sight of the girl they'd met early, the purple clad senshi, and she'd grabbed her hand on the way over.
"Thank Cosmos you two are okay."
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 8:39 am
Guardian Cat Lace:
Lace had yet to leave Sailor Elara's side, even if the senshi was not a corrupt or a negaverser, but the kitten felt much safer and better with the slime girl, then anyone else in the room. Especially since Seraphanite was lost from her.
"B...Be careful m...miss Elara!!!" The kitten looked around the room, filled with beings of all kind around.
Lieutenant Sinoite:
Sinoite felt like s**t. The stupid creatures and whatever the ******** was going on and now they were in a room and he followed after Zircon, gripping his ribs and waiting for her orders. Since everyone was together now, his gaze sought out the redheaded corrupt of their merry little band.
"General." He didn't know what else to do, and his gaze longingly looked at the healing pad. It could heal him.....but it could also be a trap. "We grab sweetite and get out of here right?
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 8:43 am
Corrupt Sailor Cursa Determination had brought her to her feet again as Alpha dissipated and the next path opened. She had no desire to be left behind despite every urge to never move again. Her entire body ached as the last lingering traces of the electric beam that zapped her wore off. She could easily sleep for a week. But what about rehearsals? Auditions? Classes? She was vaguely aware of voices-- a hologram communicating, others asking questions. It didn't matter. The only thing she paid any mind to at all was the question 'Are you injuries causing you distress?' Why yes, yes they were. Biological Restoration Pad sounded a hell of a lot like Save Point so that was where she headed. Even though others had stepped on to the restoration pad before her, Cursa was hesitant. Everything in this strange place seemed to be packed with enough electrical current to kill someone. Just because it hadn't yet didn't mean they weren't in trouble-- didn't mean this was safe. She removed the feather clip on her head, dropping it to the green square first. Only when it didn't fry or fizzle did she step on to a small corner of the panel herself. The feeling of rejuvenation was almost instant; a relief that she was no longer teetering on the edge of giving up. It filled her with warmth as the light washed over her, soothing and strange. She didn't question it-- wouldn't this time, and as long as it didn't backfire on her maybe she wouldn't ever. As she lingered on the pad she looked around, trying to place the faces in her memory. Small groups were starting to form. There was a small gathering of Corrupt senshi with a large bird. Youma? The pillar pulled a youma too? Across the room were more dark senshi with sheer panels of fabric dangling from them dramatically, a General amongst them. Not Corrupt? What are they? Knights and white moon senshi began to filter in as well, the feeling almost too much as they gathered. Cursa slid off of the panel as her gaze drifted again-- Somewhere in the room was the General she'd been with from the start along with her Lieutenant and the Captain. She should find them. She.... The corrupt caught a flash of red from the corner of her eye, turning on her heel to investigate further. Had Lalande followed her? <********>. She remembered. She'd told him to meet her there. "Lalande?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 8:49 am
Captain Marcasite
Recognition was a lovely thing, especially in this case, where Marcasite could feel more at ease because she was with her friend, the one she knew she would rely on regardless of the storms they were weathering.
In contrast, Marcasite barely looked worse for the wear, having gotten through her torturous room without much of a scratch at all. She'd have to thank Xenotime the next time she saw the woman.
"Fine, lots of dodging and leaping but it was manageable." Annoying, but fine. "I might have something..." She tried to fish around in her subspace pocket and came up empty handed. "Shoot. Sorry, no starseeds on hand."
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 8:59 am
Super Sailor Altais:
Altais was just pleased as punch to be out of the rooms, and into a place where everyone was gathered. It meant that he could look for well....His leader and Mama Dene. There was nothing more he wanted then to find Mama Dene and tell her about all the horrible things and being stuck with the caw caw bird who wanted his shinies.
Oh speak of the devil.
"DENEBOLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA." The young man cried out, moving immediately to the dragonfly senshi and picking her up and twirling her around. "The caw caw bird followed me in a room and then tried to take my shinies but I used my magic and the floor stopped moving and then there was tubes and other things and something kept trying to make me go in andddddddddddddd-----" he took a deep breath, "Miss Elara! The glue." He waited, "Is...Is Themisto here?"Nuxaz I'm talking s**t about your birb
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2018 9:01 am
Lieutenant StrengiteWith the 'deaths' of their three little electrical monsters Strengite figured they were done with the shinanigans but the voice that echoed through the 'containment' chamber proved that their brief moment of solitude was pointless. The lilting, feminine voice was polite... if a bit robotic, as it asked them all to 'come see' her. And how exactly were they meant to do that? The lieutenant's mental snarky question was answered before she could even finish thinking it as part of the back wall opened for them. At least it wasn't more stairs, just more mechanical whirring and burnt wires. The new room had a huge monitor that would have been perfect in a home theater, unfortunately what was currently 'playing' on the screen held no real interest for Strengite. The blue background, with strange symbols whizzing past all Matrix-y and everything, framed a torso of a young girl. No arms, no legs, nothing below the navel in fact. Talk about creepy! The kid's skin, while tan, was iridescent in patches, almost as if it couldn't decide if it wanted to look normal or like some ******** up mermaid or something. Even her hair was funky but that wasn't the worst part of the dismembered figure, the worst part had to be the strange, swirling globe in her chest. Just sitting there... This was one ******** up Captain Planet that's for sure. Not really paying much attention, especially when the creature started asking asinine questions like 'You have resisted containment. I was curious as to why?' and 'Are your injuries causing you distress?'. Like seriously? Who wouldn't 'resist containment'? Strengite practically strained her eyes when she rolled them in annoyance. Apparently she wasn't the only one to think this damn girl was stupid because a bunch of other people started to speak up. A lot more people then she was trapped with. Silver eyes quickly took in the crowd, calculating the heads she saw and the voices she heard and figured that it looked like everyone from outside the monument was right here in this room. Give or take. A grin crossed her face when she spotted a familiar diminutive figure, so she wasn't wrong in thinking her General had been sucked into this tower of demon video games! But before she could go rain on his little parade she had a question to ask 'oh great and powerful'. "Is 42 the answer to life, the universe, and everything?" The snark really, quite palpably, visible as she voiced her question. The quote was from a rather 'eh' scify flick but since it had Martin Freeman in it as well as the voice of the late Allan Rickman, Strengite had totally watched it when she was putting off work one night. It had passed the time. Not that any of that mattered right then because as soon as the lieutenant spoke up she was moving towards a small group of Dark Moon senshi and one very special General. "Darling! Are you cheating on me!?!" She pouted as she pranced up to the smaller man, the twinkle in her eye reveling her true intentions. She was just looking to jerk the other nega's chain a little. The busty, white haired, officer knew the ashen blonde was taken and quite gay but that didn't mean she couldn't flirt with him outrageously. Silver eyes took in his companions and besides the girls, which she dismissed, she spotted a boy. A knight too. Oooooo fun. "Hiya cutie." She tossed the knight a rather suggestive grin and twiddled her fingers at him. "Looking a little bright for this crowd. Mind if I dirty you up some?" A wink and a air kiss left no room for imagination when it came to her suggestion. Strengite was just messing around mostly to blow off some steam since she couldn't punch the ******** out of the hologram, but it never hurt to get another guy under her thumb. Sleet Tempest Snape Darling
