Chrysocolla 7: You had a rough start but manage to climb atop a chunk of debris. You’ve got a clean path in front of you and manage to make your way over to the platform without too much trouble.
This sucked, this sucked, this sucked. When Chrysocolla got out of here, she was going to drain the first Dark Mirror she met until they probably needed a hospital visit, and then maybe she'd call 911 if she felt less petty by then? But she was having a terrible day, she'd absolutely missed curfew (it wasn't like she could check, because her fuku didn't come with a watch??), and now to add to all that she'd fallen flat on a piece of debris and had the breath knocked out of her.
She just sort of laid there for a second, trying to remember what the world had been like when she didn't have a piece of magical platform sticking directly into her stomach, and eventually Chrysocolla got up and started moving again. Even if it was only out of spite, she was sick of this and she was getting out of here. -- Anakeion 6: You had a rough start but manage to climb atop a chunk of debris. You’ve got a clean path in front of you and manage to make your way over to the platform without too much trouble.
Anakeion's shoulder was bleeding, her fingers were bleeding, her palms scraped red; she left smears of blood on the debris she touched, after she'd hooked her ankles around an outcropping of it and pushed her weight onto something steady. None of them were bad cuts, or deep; but they were long and she kept thinking about the blackened pearls on her necklace. She didn't want that to happen again. (She barely even knew what 'that' was. Just - a voice, in her head, and a box. That was all she'd managed to dredge up.)
The platform was easy enough to get to, if she ignored the way her fingertips twinged in protest whenever she gripped anything, and she did. -- Babel 2: It is difficult, but you manage to scramble atop a piece of debris. Your path is long and arduous, but after a struggle you manage to hop over enough debris to reach the solid platform!
Babel was having a no good, very bad, terrible day; she'd figured it was probably going to be One Of Those Days as soon as she'd fallen through her mirror and smacked herself on the way in, and every moment that passed only added to her resolve that this was awful. Falling off the path had been awful - the floating that came after it had been a little nicer, but still entirely disquieting - and now things were awful again.
There was nothing for it. She sighed and reached out desperately to the largest piece of debris, managing to hook her fingers around one edge of what had previously been part of the path, and struggled her way on top of it. Babel's strength was in lifting things, not necessarily in lifting her entire body weight by her fingertips; but by the looks of it - if she didn't suddenly take up parkour this very second, she'd have bigger problems.
(It was entirely as unpleasant as she expected. Somehow, that wasn't very vindicating. She made it to the platform with rips on her uniform and a steadily growing headache, and thought about drinking away her evening for stress relief.) --- Juliet 7: You had a rough start but manage to climb atop a chunk of debris. You’ve got a clean path in front of you and manage to make your way over to the platform without too much trouble.
In Juliet's case, 'rough start' was more that a piece of pathway smacked her in the face as she fell, leaving most of her left cheek and jaw steadily darkening with bruises; and a piece of glass hurled past her ear - missing her skin and flesh, thankfully, but her hairdo was tenuous enough without the added stress and she found herself shaking brunette strands out of her face.
It was simple enough, if she looked at it like connecting two points. There was elegance in this. Juliet made her way to the platform, and still said nothing along the way.
Chibi Charybdis - Straight and Narrow, Strong Wind, Having a yucky day, balanced, moderate path
She was falling! It was scary! But then the falling wasn't as fally? And everything was getting slower, and people were clinging to chunks, and things weren't falling, and- and maybe she could help herself too? Arms and legs flailed, Charybdis' rainbow-painted little fingers clutching at a chunk of rubble.
Ow! Charybdis was a little scared she might be bleeding, when all was said and done... but the big senshi and the bad-aura people and the other people were all heading in one direction- away from the rubble, and towards a floaty ledge with a black stick and a purple light.
Maybe that was the way out, then? She wasn't so sure, but sticking with the older people was better than nothing....
4-7: You had a rough start but manage to climb atop a chunk of debris. You’ve got a clean path in front of you and manage to make your way over to the platform without too much trouble.
Luck had her falling past a large chunk of debris, and Scylla managed to grab a hold of it, clambering on top and digging in her heels to glare over the domain. many others were already doing the same, and she was relieved to note she didn't see many people continuing to sink past the wave of fallen debris- almost everyone was grabbing something, even with difficulty.
The way that time seemed to stretch here was fascinating- but she didn't have much time to indulge her curiosity.
In the distance, there was something of interest. Who knew if it was the right direction, but where else was there to go? Hopefully, Kalli would have the idea to go there- or see her making her way there. She resumed her path with intent, navigating her way to the platform and peering around.
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8 or higher: A large piece of debris floats in front of you; you are able to climb atop of it and navigate an easy path to the platform.
Everything was considerably more difficult for Titanite since the mirror wraiths had drained her; she was dizzy when she finally made her way back onto the rubble-filled path. The sky had fallen indeed, and now she had to struggle her way towards some mysterious, floating, glow-towered platform. Why everyone seemed to be thinking it was a good idea- Titanite was just hoping she would be able to teleport herself out if it got too much worse.
Her eyes lit on a familiar backside and her ears perked up (figuratively) but they were lost into the cloud of people on the platform. Darn!
+1 4-7: You had a rough start but manage to climb atop a chunk of debris. You’ve got a clean path in front of you and manage to make your way over to the platform without too much trouble.
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Irkalla, Page of Cosmos:
Infinities
Irkalla's trying to stay out of Titanite's sight line when/if she gets to the platform.
Imbrium of Castor - Top path, moderate wind, Kung-fu-fighting, off-balance, moderate path
Her fall slowing was... odd. It went from a panicked freefall to something akin to swimming in syrup, and Pythia flailed her way awkwardly south. North? What defined direction in this weird wonderland?
in the distance, she could see people making their way towards a platform with some kind of beacon, and her hackles rose- someone welcoming them? She didn't want to say hello, but it was the only place she could see for.... well. That she could see.
She had to go now, but how? There, maybe, if she could-- her hands reached out, snagging a chunk of debis. A nail broke, and she tried not to screech. Scrambling up, holding her hand, the knight awkwardly made her way towards the platform.
4-7: You had a rough start but manage to climb atop a chunk of debris. You’ve got a clean path in front of you and manage to make your way over to the platform without too much trouble.
For a few moments, Encke wondered if this was the end. Would he ever stop falling? Was there a bottom? Would the bottom shatter like the platform had?
He noticed that there were other people around him, somehow falling at the same pace he was. Had they hit terminal velocity? Everything seemed to be moving so slowly, now.
Was that a light?
It was an odd light, but it was a light, and there was debris all around him. Maybe he could clamber onto the debris and manage his way back up towards the top, and get himself onto that platform.
His first attempts failed, as he cut himself awkwardly on mirrors and watched as debris just missed or went around him. But soon, he did it. His hand gripped onto a mirror, and he managed to yank himself onto it, perhaps making good use of his strength. He had growing confidence, as he went on -- others were moving faster than him, but it didn't matter. His legs kept slipping out from underneath him without much for his shoes to even try to grip onto, but it didn't matter.
He'd make it.
Encke clambered onto the platform after what felt like far too long, turning his attention to the light.
Encke: 27 + 1 = 28
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Zachariah Faulkner
Tired and exhausted, Zachariah's eyes fluttered closed for a moment, his fall almost peaceful as he tumbled downwards.
It was only as he started to hear other people around him that he opened his eyes and took a look around. Why were they falling so slowly? Were they falling towards a black hole? Perhaps they would all come to a stop, soon, though he was fairly sure that theory said he would feel like he kept falling at the same speed, forever--
Was that a light?
At first, Zachariah figured that the light was likely out of reach, but he saw some people around him using the debris to claw their way back up towards the platform. It seemed like a useless endeavour, but with their speed slowing, it might have actually been within the realm of possibility.
Gripping onto some debris, he decided to give it a shot.
Climbing onto the debris was a challenge, considering it was shattered and, honestly, a bit painful. He grit his teeth and beared it, letting out something of a scream once he got himself on top.
From there, he saw a relatively simple path to take. He took it.
Zachariah: 12 + 6 = 18
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Shikora Mjoli
There were a few moments why Shikora wondered why she had ever left the West Coast. She was fairly sure the East Coast was mostly full of a dangerous magic, from what she had seen and dealt with.
But they were slowing.
Might there have been a way out of this?
She looked around, eyes darting for something that might be an out. It wasn't a certain win, but there was a platform she spotted, her eyes drawn to it by the blinking purple light on top of a black pillar on it. That was likely better than continuing to fall.
How would she get up there, though?
There was a lot of debris around them, and it ended up being the only possibility that she could see. Unfortunately, not being particularly athletic, getting herself on top of the debris ended up being particularly difficult. She slipped a few times, hand falling and and some bruises forming.
She refused to let herself go, though, and so, she pulled herself up at long last. Thankfully, the path to the platform was easy from there.
The fall seemed to happen so fast, she lost touch of the Senshi she had been with somehow. Then the worse happened, when Hania dug into her it was just enough for her to instinctively loosen her grip on the cat. Hes spilled out of her arm and she yelled out his name in horror. He was already so far away, ugh! She was just the worst person for this job, why did she ever get close to that mirror in the park! It was so stupid.
Just when she thought they were all doomed to fall into an endless black pit, things started to slow down around her. A large chunk of debris was close enough for her to reach out and pull herself onto. There wasn't long to catch her breathe though, it was still falling. The light caught her attention and she saw other making their way toward it. Luckily, there was an easy enough path in front of her, thought she kept looking back, until she spotted Hania. Good, he had made it to a platform. He could make it right?
Once she reached the stable platform she waited at the edge, avoided others as they brushed past her. As soon as his little paws hit the ground she scooped him back into her arms. "I'm so, so sorry. That won't ever happen again. You're not hurt are you?" She gave him a little scratch on his ear before turning around. At the sound of someone calling out Hania's and Alex's name she turned around and spotted Alex and Kaye! So they were safe, what a relief.
She made her way over to the small group of Senshi, and child, that was starting to form. "Alex, Kaye. I'm so relieved to see you safe." There was no hiding her emotions at this point. She had been drained by wraiths and beaten up by debris. Silent tears were rolling down her face. Tears of relief and happiness that someone they had all been reunited.
Total: 10 + 1 + 4 + 2 + 3 + 10 =30
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Kyuseisha no Hikari rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-10)
Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 12:12 pm
Mamertine, Page of Pluto
The time that he had fallen was strange; Mamertine could not tell if it had been for a short period of time or a long period of time, but he knew at least that he had Susquehanna in his arms.
One problem solved.
He had debated for however long they had been trapped in the black smoke, falling in the empty void, to try and figure out what they might be able to do to get out of there. It was looking grim until he began to see others falling—and then, debris.
And then the only solid platform he’d seen in a while.
It was as much of a sign as he could hope for.
“Hold on,” he instructed, but he wasn’t sure of Susquehanna was going to be able to respond to him at all. Instead, he kept his arms wrapped around him and began to try and maneuver from platform to platform, determined to get them onto solid ground. It wasn’t easy—it wouldn’t have been if it was just him, but trying to work with Susquehanna in his arms and relying on his legs almost exclusively was exhausting.
But, Mamertine was determined, and he wasn’t the sort to give up or lose faith in himself.
He wound up with scraps and cuts and things that he knew would develop into bruises, but it didn’t stop him—until the very end. He misjudged the distance between the piece of debris he’d landed on and the platform and he realized that he had nothing else to jump on to bridge the distance between them and the white platform.
But he still wasn’t going to give up. He jumped, anyway, knowing that there wasn’t going to be anything to land on. He could get Susquehanna there, though. “I’m sorry,” he said, before he detached the man from himself and tossed him as far as he could, to bridge the distance. Susquehanna would land on the platform; he would be safe.
Mamertine, maybe not so much. While the extra force he’d give to Susquehanna was enough to make sure the page would land on the platform, Mamertine only got close; he managed to grip the edge before he fell, but his grip was limited to his fingertips only—and he couldn’t get a better grip to pull himself up.
At first Susquehanna had thought he might die, that the sweet embrace of death and that freedom that came with it would finally greet him with open arms, but it did not. Someone else's arms came about him, pulling him tight against him in a way that almost felt familiar, safe. And for that moment, that time they fell, his eyes closed and he passed out in the near stranger's embrace.
When Mamertine's feet managed to find a footing, the shaking that came from that, and the murmured Hold On... Was enough to shake him from his pained slumber, and he looked about them, seeing everyone falling... And yet they were not. They were fighting so desperately to live, giving every ounce of their strength to this chaotic crumbling world so that they may somehow make it out alive. Yet Susquehanna could not bring himself to want to do the same...
"Drop me..." He asked softly, grip loosening on the other's vest for a moment as he wished to continue falling into the abyss below. But the man would not... In fact, the man threw him with a soft apology and the young man landed hard on the platform, hardly any worse for wear. The same could not be said for his guardian, who dangled from the edge, his grip the only thing keeping him from falling into that darkness forever.
In that moment, a bit of clarity came to Susquehanna, something he could never ignore, no matter how helpless the situation it seemed or how useless he knew himself to be. He had to do something to help Mamertine! He was only falling in the first place because of his stupidity in the first place... yes, this was all his fault and more, but right now, he could fix it.
Before the other could lose his grasp, Susquehanna grabbed his wrist and hauled him up onto the platform with him, arms coming around his middle to tightly squeeze the man as he tried to register what he had done. Had he saved Mamertine this time...? He did... Somehow, he did.
"I-I'm sorry... I'm so... so sorry..." Susquehanna whispered miserably, pulling the man against him in a tight embrace in the little time they had left before the world really did crumble all around them. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
First roll = 1 Second Roll = 3 Total =8
Kyuseisha no Hikari
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Lucifer Force
Tiem for you to step in Sutai! Cry your heart out!
Tomlinhad tried to jump for him as the platform crumbled about them, but the other mauvian had fallen short, a mirror shard knocking into him sending the ginger furred mauvian tumbling and whilst Liryn had been better able to keep better balanced, the crumbling platform had sent him falling too.
Not that it would have made a difference because there was no way that Liryn would have let Tomlin fall alone.
He fell, it hard to tell for just how long he fell before purplish eyes caught sight of the limp form of the other mauvian.
But it wasn't just Tomlin - because in the distance he could see what looked like a platform with some sort of pillar on top of it...
And whilst reaching it meant that he would have to play leap the mirror shards, it was something that Liryn was perfectly willing to do.
"Tomlin the platform" he yelled, because the other mauvian was still falling limply and he wasn't about to leave him - even if it meant playing leap the shard whilst carrying limp mauvian.
Reinerite hadn't attempted to fight whenBloodstonereached out to grab her arm, which meant that when the floor of the 'path' crumbled from underneath them that they ended up falling together.
It made sense in a way - because if she was going to teleport the two of them out then they needed to be in proximity.
Not that teleporting was working.
Reinerite fell, the world seeming to move slowly as she tumbled downwards, as shards from above continued to fall with them.
It was hard to tell how long she fell for, hard to tell how long she tumbled for - but eventually Reinerite spotted what appeared to be a platform and tried her best to try and indicate it out to Bloodstone–
And the path to it wasn't exactly direct given that the only way over appeared to be via attempting to make their way across by way of the larger shard of mirror shards, it had to be better than continuing to tumble...
Because just about anything had to be better than continuing to tumble.
Oort had fallen, had at least for a few moments found himself hurtling downwards, his reddish eyes wide and his heartbeat a thunder in his ears–
And whilst it may have only been for a few moments - said moments had felt endless.
It was hard to tell when it sunk in that impending doom was well not impending and that he had somehow slowed down as he continued to tumble downwards...
And he found himself looking forVi, because the other had been with him when the bit of path they had been on had crumbled and set them a-falling.
And then Oort found himself thinking on the others - onOberonandCharaandSkadi, although was sure that they had managed to get out okay and weren't having to deal with this weird falling.
A strange purplish light flashed, drawing his attention, reddish eyes drawn to it almost automatically.
And there was a platform too and even though it wasn't exactly close a part of Oort knew that he had to at least try and get to it.
For a few long moments Athene had felt like he was hurtling downwards, but then as he continued to fall things had - strangely - appeared to slow.
Bits of what appeared to be debris and pieces of mirror had continued to fall too, light glinting oddly off the mirror shards as he continued to drift down, but perhaps something was looking out for him, because none of the shards fell towards him.
It was hard to tell how long he'd been falling for, but eventually Athene spotted something that was neither someone who - like him was falling - or a piece of debris as purple light flashed from what appeared to be a strange crystalline black pillar atop what appeared to be a platform of sorts–
But he was nowhere near it, and..
And...
It was true that he was personally near it, but some of the shards of mirror looked like they were and maybe if he was lucky - and if whatever was out there was continuing to look out for him then he could use some of the bigger shards to make his way over.
And so that was what Athene did and as he did a part of him couldn't help but hope that Hamal had somehow managed to at least find some way of making it out.
So after the terrible plummet which he'd assumed would have killed them off, Epi was very, very relieved to realize that no, he hadn't died at the ripe old age of eighteen but would live to cause more trouble for (hopefully) more days to come.
Or hours. Whichever.
He grunted as his sister shoved him forward to the debris. Wearing gloves both hindered and helped - he was able to avoid additional cuts but at the cost of getting a good grip - but somehow he still managed to work his way up the collection of rocks until he found a flat surface to stand on.
Captain Stellerite's sudden shouting had him turning, eyes searching for the victim person in question that she was calling out to. Once spotting her, his face lit up into a sneer.
Raising his hands to cup both around his mouth, he called out to the girl in the distance, adding on to his sibling's jeering.
Despite her best efforts to keep moving she unfortunately was soon falling into the void as the ground crumbled. She fell quite a distance before she realized that everything seemed to be slowing down. She looked around her hair flowing around her in the weightlessness she was experiencing. Now looking around she saw a large enough platform that other people were headed towards.
Ananke balanced around hoping from the small debris around her. Upon reaching the white platform she was out of breath from the difficult trek she had made. Letting out a deep breath she looked at the pillar in the middle of the platform... what exactly had they made it to?
Total points- 5 + 6 + 3 = 14 + (8+1) = 23 + (6+1) = 30 + (1+1)= 32 It is difficult, but you manage to scramble atop a piece of debris. Your path is long and arduous, but after a struggle you manage to hop over enough debris to reach the solid platform!
It began to feel like she'd never see the ground again as she continued to fall through empty space. Strangely, the longer she fell the more like it seemed time was slowing down. Or...was it?
Whatever was the case, everything and everyone around here was slowing down. In fact, it was manageable to even utilize the falling pieces of mirror as stepping stones which many people were beginning to do. But where to?
The tower in the distance became apparent quickly enough and, like so many other, Hy-Brasil looked at it like a beacon of hope. So, with a bit of a struggle in finding a platform big enough, she began her game of hopscotch across the largest of mirror pieces. Eventually, she made it to her destination as boots made firm contact with the platform.
Total: 44+4=48
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3Total: 3 (1-10)
Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2017 1:27 pm
Harmonia
How long had she been falling? Minutes? Hours? Days? It felt impossible to tell. Her slow descent was a never-ending void of black around her.
Eventually, a spattering of color above her caught the senshi's attention. Looking up, Harmonia found others also falling and with them the glittering of something else. Glass? No. Mirror pieces.
What was happening? She had no clue, but she was no longer alone in her descent. In fact, there was even something in the distance. Was that a platform?
Before her brain could fully register what she was seeing, others had begun to utilize the falling pieces of mirror as stepping stones. All seemed to be flocking towards that platform.
It wasn't easy, nor graceful, but she managed to clamber onto a piece of mirror that fell close enough to her. Once on top, she began to find her own path to the platform and eventually joined the others at their destination.
It felt wonderful to have a source of solid ground under her.
Hopeite landed with a soft tapping of her heels, feeling like she had somehow been set down tenderly and not thrown violently off of a ledge. It took Hopeite a moment to gather herself before she looked up from her own feet to see what was going on.
And then she saw her.
"Jesus christ, she's still alive," Hopeite spat, nailed to the floor from the shock of it all. She gritted her teeth and bounded after the younger senshi, growling all the while. Well, that was just the end of this ******** game. Hopeite had enough of this stupid ******** back and forth and she was going to end this. Now. She just had to reach Harmonia to do it.
Except that she was already less than steady of her feet, and while that insufferable little goody two shoes leaped deftly from one shard to another, Hopeite struggled for purchase on just one. Byt the time she reached the end of the trek, Hopeite was gasping for air, hurting everywhere, and completely out of the rope that she was previously at the end of. She collapsed in a pile at the edge of the pillar and panted, just wanting to power down, go home, feed her dog who was probably starving, and not power back up for like a solid ten years.
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