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Lt. Prasiolite

She was getting hit by rocks and the like, stumbling along and honestly there were worst things, but the bucket of bright paint splatter over her hair, shoulder, down her back and slowly down her fronts. She stopped cold in her tracks growling fist balls. She was less than pleased and almost punch a pillar before continuing through it, picking up her pace.

She could see the others ahead of her jumping and the sight of the water didn't deter her. In fact the pulsing chaos she could feel energized her and the water promise that maybe some of this paint would be washed from her. She didn't even slow down, straight from a run she dove into the water going under and coming back up before making her way across was best should could freestyle.

She thought briefly that this was something that would make for good training, but that may have vendictive thinking because she was being subjected to it.

Roll: 24
Total:6+16+25+7+24= 78

General Ascendant Alkaid

Despite the fact that she had suffered a few blows from tumbling rocks and sported a new, sticky substance across half of her body, Alkaid seemed little worse for wear. The sticky goo that Apatite had left behind (really, what was this?) had sunk into the cracks in her flesh, but where it did not cover there were small wisps of crackling black smoke from her injuries, signaling that her body was in the process of repairing the precarious plates that had been damaged in the rock slide.

She couldn't keep going so hard and reckless - but the energy around her, around them, was making it hard not to keep pushing.

Her bright eyes flickered to the wall where the gaps lingered but immediately, she dismissed that option. She was not a physically stable enough being to think that it was the best option. Without another moment of hesitation, her hands slid up and undid the clasps that held her cape fastened to her uniform. It tumbled to the ground in a pool of shimmering fabric and she moved forward, submerging herself in the dark waters.

She wasn't fool enough to think it was harmless, but maybe if she just swam quickly enough..

First Roll: 11
Second Roll: 30
Third Roll: 29
Fourth Roll: 12
Fifth Roll: 18 + 5 = 23
New Total: 105

Captain Quartz

Quartz had been shot by poison darts, rocks had fallen on him, and then.... a giant vat of neon green paint had been dumped on him from the sky. By the time he wiped the paint from his burning eyes, stumbled forward, and saw Apatite's spray painted face, he was thoroughly flummoxed. He pressed his paint-covered hand against the handprint she'd left before and took a moment to catch his breath and get his bearings.

Only then did he press on, watching the distant ripples of people ahead of him who'd braved the water. Covered in bright paint as he was, it seemed the only option -- paint kept getting in his eyes, blinding him from moment to moment. All-One once again kept its distance, flying overhead as Quartz, miserable, waded into the water.

Roll 1: 4 + Rank Boost 3 = 7
Roll 2: 17 + Rank Boost 3 = 20
Roll 3: 3 + Rank Boost 3 = 6
Roll 4: 2 + Rank Boost 3 - Dart Effect 3 = 2
Roll 5: 4 + Rank Boost 3 = 7 {{EATEN BY THE SCREECHING EELS I GUESS}}
Current Total: 42

Captain Tourmaline

They had caught up with one another briefly to eye the challenge ahead. Jumping into the water seemed like a terrible idea, but... Could any of them afford to be slowed down by the rock wall? What if the wall itself was trapped and they just wound up in the water anyways?

"Water it is." She sighed, shoulders falling as she paused to pull Lace out of her pocket. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, but I'm about to do something really stupid and I don't want to risk anything happening to you. Dia would never forgive me." She carefully sat the kitten down before shrugging off her coat and leaving it behind for the tiny Mauvian as well.

Captain Tourmaline rolled her shoulders, hating that she was leaving part of her 'armor' behind, but not willing to risk the heavy, leather coat dragging her down. "Right behind you, Grendel! Watch out, Dia!" Her warnings were given right before she jumped.

"Cannonball!"

30 + 3 = 33

Total So Far: 88

The choice not to use the wall holds seemed to benefit everyone well; for the most part, they soared through the water. Occasionally they might have felt something brush against their leg; Schorl might have felt something brush along her pressure with enough force to slightly dislodge her course, but it was Quartz and Noctua who became most familiar with the creatures in the water.

At first, it was only just annoying pressure, like things kept smacking into them. There was a sharp pressure, like being bitten. Thankfully, the paint covered Quartz was far less appetizing, and after only a few nibbles, whatever creature was trying to stop him gave up.

Noctua was not so fortunate; no amount of swimming lessons could have prepared her for the biting teeth of the grotesque creatures dumped in the dark water; even as she came out of the water, she had a wriggling eel—wide mouthed and full of teeth—clinging to her. It shrieked once out of the water, but it had scratched and bitten and no doubt left her a little scuffed up.

They'd have to hurry to catch up—Amethyst and Alkaid were neck and neck in the lead, trailed closely by Grendel.

By now, there was an overwhelming energy that washed over the crowd; it had the strange power to be both extremely compelling and extremely sickening.

Their crystals were beeping furiously and their maps were flashing; they had to be on their last obstacle. A few more twists and turns and they reached it: a long hallway, ordinary in appearance.

Except for several giant blades that swung in low, sweeping arcs around the room. Oh, and the energy that crackled on the floor.

If you moved slowly, you would have had only a bit of difficulty dodging the blades, but if you didn't keep moving the floor seemed primed to give you a harsh jolt. Even now, the ground would sometimes spark into an arc of energy that managed to shoot up at least a few feet.

But there, at the end of it all, was a single little box, tucked safely in the wall.

Grendel

Roll 1: 12
Roll 2: 27
Roll 3: 16
Roll 4: 14
Roll 5: 27
Roll 6:
Total:

Captain Amethyst

Finally. It was heartening to know that the end was in sight.

The incessant beeping of the crystal coupled with the flashing of the map was making it hard for Amethyst to maintain his focus. So much so that it required sheer willpower on his part to ignore all that in favour of making his way carefully across the giant swinging blades and the sparks that seemed to randomly shoot out of the floor every couple of minutes for the next obstacle.

He made it to the other end of the hallway subsequently, looking a little worse for wear from the laceration that he had taken to his forearm when he mistimed one of his moves and barely managed to pull back in the nick of time to avoid sustaining further injury.

Roll 1: 3 + 3 = 6
Roll 2: 18 + 3 = 21
Roll 3: 20 + 3 = 23
Roll 4: 20 + 3 = 23
Roll 5: 29 + 3 = 32
Roll 6: 28 + 3 = 31

Total = 136