Amati felt stronger with her new weapon, even though it was nothing like her old one. It was bigger, and sharper, and although she didn't always like fighting, she recognized the necessity of possessing a weapon strong enough to protect herself with. She wanted to test it out--more than that, she wanted to test herself--so she sought out the broken path she had found before, remembering how close she had been to accepting the end.
It didn't take long. It was as though it knew she was coming and presented itself as challenge for her to accept. She took the first step down boldly, and the second, and the third. She wavered only the slightest bit on the fourth, and paid for her hesitation on the fifth.
She cried out, the scream tearing her throat like a blade, but still she could not stop. Grief overwhelmed her like a wave, an avalanche, something so powerful that nothing could stand in its way and remain unscathed. Everything she loved was dead or dying, from people to her home to her very way of life. There was nothing left. She screamed and screamed and in that scream was a plea for death, that she not outlive the last vestiges of everything she was-
She suddenly felt sick with grief, all of the fight and spark snuffed out of her like a flickering flame. She didn't want to go down anymore, she just wanted it to end. Then she remembered: there was an end, but to get to it, she had to go down. She reluctantly continued her descent, each step feeling heavier than the last.
The faces that flashed through the fog were twisted into screams that echoed the grief of the memory forced upon Amati. She empathized with them, and with the figure that appeared on the platform as she stepped on it. She only stood there as the figure attacked her, hoping it would be over soon.
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Name of character: Amati Damage done: 0 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: /20 Current HP: 47/50 Special ability: Rook - 3 turns without autodamage per battle Species Ability:Monster - 2d8-8 Overridden by weapon ability Current weapon equipped: Despair's Razor - 2d10 - 6, 50hp, attack dice can be used to heal self TARGET: Boss
The figure attacked her again, and although her spirit may have been ready for death, her body was not. She swung her blade as if by instinct, easily knocking the creature back.
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Name of character: Amati Damage done: 13 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 7/20 Current HP: 44/50 Special ability: Rook - 3 turns without autodamage per battle Species Ability:Monster - 2d8-8 Overridden by weapon ability Current weapon equipped: Despair's Razor - 2d10 - 6, 50hp, attack dice can be used to heal self TARGET: Boss
When the creature came at her again she had to force herself not to attack it, and was mostly successful.
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Name of character: Amati Damage done: 3 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 4/20 Current HP: 41/50 Special ability: Rook - 3 turns without autodamage per battle Species Ability:Monster - 2d8-8 Overridden by weapon ability Current weapon equipped: Despair's Razor - 2d10 - 6, 50hp, attack dice can be used to heal self TARGET: Boss
The creature didn't seem to be fighting back much anymore; in fact, the expression on its face seemed to be asking her to put it out of its misery.
Well, at least one of them would get what they wanted.
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Name of character: Amati Damage done: 7 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 0/20 Current HP: 38/50 Special ability: Rook - 3 turns without autodamage per battle Species Ability:Monster - 2d8-8 Overridden by weapon ability Current weapon equipped: Despair's Razor - 2d10 - 6, 50hp, attack dice can be used to heal self TARGET: Boss
As Amati continued to descend, she felt the distinct sensation of eyes all over her. She couldn't tell where they were coming from--no one else seemed to be around--but she could feel the weight of other people's stares. It gets more and more intense until it feels like their gazes are physically crawling all over her. "Stop looking at me!" She shouts, or thinks she does. She doesn't hear anything come out of her mouth, but she is very distracted.
Something grabbed Amati as she continued downwards, tripping her. She stumbled and waved her arms in an effort to keep her balance, but can't and fell headlong into the abyss. She screamed, or she thought she did, but mostly she just felt relieved. This would be the end...
Except it wasn't. Once more, she felt her descent slowed by clouds of fog, and the farther she got from the spiraling path, the better she felt. She didn't really want to die, not anymore--at least, not as a splat on the ground below. No, this would be...this would be okay.
She was almost back to her normal state of mind when the fog deposited her on the ground, even almost smiling as she saw the orbs floating in the center of the room. She took one, holding it close, before walking away.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 4:29 pm
Vane was horribly, terribly lost. He had never been to this part of the Spire before, and while he hadn't thought that the area was all that big, it seemed vast when you didn't know where you were going. Fortunately, he managed to find what looked like a path downwards, maybe even out. He took it, hoping it would lead him to more familiar territory.
He took a few steps down easily, but was suddenly suckerpunched by some foreign memory that knocked him off his feet.
They blotted out the horizon. He shuddered, his weapon rattling in his grip - no, no, he could not face them! He did not want to die! All around him his fellows stood, staring straight ahead, still and stuff at attention as if they were already dead, dead and propped up to wait for final judgement. With a moan, he dropped his weapon and ran through the silent ranks, feeling sick and worthless-
The weapon in his hand suddenly felt hot, and he wanted to drop it and never see it again but he couldn't--it was a gift from the Goddess, and he couldn't leave it behind. He could run, though, and it didn't matter too much that he couldn't exactly see where he was going. He was going away, and that was good enough for him.
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Her footsteps were quiet when she entered the path again. Skaaal stared down at the platforms, hesitated for a moment, then continued forward. Her expression remained stoic as the fog grew thicker and she fell forward.
She screamed. Why did things have to end this way? She didn't know. She couldn't think. She could only cry as everything around her seemed to crumble. No matter what she touched, it shattered to pieces. Everything she had held dear had disappeared, taken away by death or time. Now it was just her. The only thing left was her existence, her crying existence.
Skaaal wiped away the tears pooling in the corner of her eyes as she stood up.
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Character name: Skaaal Character appearance: A shadow, just like anyone else. She doesn’t possess any unique features, but stands slight above average in terms of height. Possesses a red core with bits of green oh gosh. Link to Heart Loglink Current HP 40 Current weapon equipped Simple Pride
She hadn't been looking when she stepped onto the larger platform. Perhaps that was why it seemed the figure had appeared from nowhere when she finally lifted her head. Skaaal brought out her weapon and tearfully pointed it at her opponent.
Boss: 15
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Character name: Skaaal Character appearance: A shadow, just like anyone else. She doesn’t possess any unique features, but stands slight above average in terms of height. Possesses a red core with bits of green oh gosh. Link to Heart Loglink Current HP 37 Current weapon equipped Simple Pride
He didn't know how long he ran past faces peering out at him from the fog, all of them mocking and jeering. He only stopped when the platform he was on blazed red and a figure appeared, looking just as terrified as he was. "S-stay back!" Vane yelled at it, holding his sword up in its direction. The point of it trembled, and neither of them seemed too inclined to move. The figure finally broke first, running towards him and nearly impaling itself on Vane's sword.
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Name of character: Vane Damage done: 0 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 12/20 Current HP: 47/50 Special ability: Rook - 3 turns without autodamage per battle Species Ability:Sun - 2d8-8 Overridden by weapon ability Current weapon equipped: Pain Spike, 2d10-6, 50hp, +2 attack for every downed ally TARGET: Boss
She fought well and skillfully. Skaaal had to wonder where her abilities came from, but then she focused on the battle at hand once more.
Boss: 7
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Character name: Skaaal Character appearance: A shadow, just like anyone else. She doesn’t possess any unique features, but stands slight above average in terms of height. Possesses a red core with bits of green oh gosh. Link to Heart Loglink Current HP 34 Current weapon equipped Simple Pride
The ground was cold and hard when she fell. Skaaal rolled back a few feet, but managed to get back up.
Boss: 7
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Character name: Skaaal Character appearance: A shadow, just like anyone else. She doesn’t possess any unique features, but stands slight above average in terms of height. Possesses a red core with bits of green oh gosh. Link to Heart Loglink Current HP 31 Current weapon equipped Simple Pride
She held back the tears threatening to fall as the figure pushed her back down again. Skaaal grit her teeth, forced herself to stand up again.
Boss: 7
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Character name: Skaaal Character appearance: A shadow, just like anyone else. She doesn’t possess any unique features, but stands slight above average in terms of height. Possesses a red core with bits of green oh gosh. Link to Heart Loglink Current HP 28 Current weapon equipped Simple Pride
The apparition frantically slashed at Vane, causing him to stumble back in fright.
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Name of character: Vane Damage done: 1 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 11/20 Current HP: 44/50 Special ability: Rook - 3 turns without autodamage per battle Species Ability:Sun - 2d8-8 Overridden by weapon ability Current weapon equipped: Pain Spike, 2d10-6, 50hp, +2 attack for every downed ally TARGET: Boss
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