#isola event down you go

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EVENT ∞ DOWN YOU GO (space biome)

∞ "This is annoying. I didn't know I'd get assigned a random teammate if I went in alone." The teenaged drone didn't seem to be concerned at all about the decrepit space station that they were stationed in. Nor was she visibly concerned about whatever monster might have been lurking in the shadows. For a Disassembly Drone, this was basically just another Tuesday.

The yellow eyes on her HUD squeaked as they looked over at the other individual assigned to the same biome. "Name and skills? If we're going to get through this, we should start by knowing what we can do."

[blackmagi]

There was always beauty in war. The thrill of destruction and havoc, it made his blood run hot, tickling with his amusement. This would be a mere carnage, his little warrior had proven to be what he thought she'd be. It was clear the expertise of her bladework, the girl, as young as Kougyoku, had spilled blood before. He could only wonder how many times.

A dark grin crossed his face as he held his hand up with the barrier. A goblin trying to sneak from his blindside, impaled by an arrow of pure magic. He missed these killings, if only they weren't just 'goblins'.

But then, it was only a matter of time until a king appeared. This wasn't new to him either. But Judar was used to warrior kings, those who would fight together with their "men" and inspire them. But this... was different.

And the ferocity of Hikaru after the injury.

Judar opened his eyes, grinning visibly as the goblin's body crumbled.

"You're a born killer". The barrier dissipated, and he stepped forward, reaching out for Hikaru to stand up.

"I bet you enjoyed that. "

"Like I did."

Hikaru had done this many times as she’s not a stranger of slaughter since the Forest of Silence in her early magic knight days. She silently agrees to his ideas as she can finally see if she improved from her daily practice of Kendo.

Right when the barrier appeared, no hesitation. Kill every goblin that moves.

Charging through as the goblins on all corners, Hikaru killed the nearest goblin by beheading it with Escudo while the Hobgoblin watches. The adrenaline goes on as she picked up a coated dagger and impales it to the other goblin’s abdomen. The goblins tried to destroy the barrier but it proved ineffective.

Other goblins were after Judar but she used Flame Arrow to burn the ones that’s after him, causing them to be burned alive. Noticing that their daggers were coated with poison and excrement, it gave her awareness of what can it do to a person that struck to it. Escudo was filled with goblin viscera, she had to swing it away to remove it, thus using their loincloths to remove the excess goblin fat and blood.

Goblin by goblin, corpse by corpse. Their numbers were reducing drastically with each kill on their goblin melee combatants. Goblin archers that was behind the Hobgoblin started firing their poison arrows, shield or not evading them is a must by going right, casting Flame Arrow once again to the archers. They might be lucky that there were no goblin mages.

“Human killed all my men?” The hobgoblin who resided that abandoned elven fortress was not impressed on how Hikaru killed his goblin warband. “You, face me. You die.” Holding tight of his thunder-enchanted battleax, he rushes towards Hikaru and exchanged blows. However, the magic knight was pressured to his strength. “Ngh… I won’t lose to you!” Responded after, she used Escudo to protect herself from that thunderous cleave, shaky but managed to repel him. She was late to evade it.

As much as she wants to use her rarely-used spell, brute force is a must after the Hobgoblin swung his axe again horizontally, she crouched in and impaled the hobgoblin with her sword, multiple times until he’s finally dead. To add a little icing on the cake, she beheaded the hobgoblin afterwards.

“I’m starting to understand that there were many so strong… I learned a lot from this fight.” Knelt through exhaustion, she can still go on.

[elyasugar]

Pale and Innocent✨

The idea was a long time ago, and the theory was written in January, so I give my valentine to all of you and a little reflection on Pale and Innocence🎶🪩🎶❤️

In order to begin my theory about the Innocence , it is necessary to recall the structure of the  Pale and how it works, because the  Innocence and the Pale are one and the same - the generation of humanity's activity in the world of Elysium. 

 Pale is a mist that has no clear external forms. It is achromatic, having no colour, taste, smell or sound (questionable because of the Pale transducer, a similar device Ruby had). The  Pale represents all of humanity's time and the space in which it was, is and will be (all of each person's memories and events). 

The area of transition between the world and the Pale is called the ‘edge collapse’: a Pale mist with a cold vapour that is known to harbour a unique form of fungal microorganisms. The  Pale is difficult to describe and measure, as it is something whose fundamental property is to affect all organisms: their physical properties, and their mental ones. The further into the  Pale, the more it affects all living things. It is capable of distorting and altering non-living matter as well, down to numbers and figures.  For clarity I will describe what will happen when falling into the  Pale, many people staying in it risk going mad: first they forget everyday trifles, and later their own name, memories of who they were and what they lived. Further, when the human brain is trapped in this trap of existence, it begins to deteriorate. The spinal cord and the whole nervous system is destroyed after it. After that, the rest of the body ‘crumbles’, making it impossible to find corpses in the Pale. 

From the information in the game we know that there are already created ships with the help of which you can travel between isolas, as well as special radio stations in the Pale to send signals and coordinates of various transports (in addition to ships it can be motocarets, helicopters, etc.). Also at this point in Elysium, it is possible to travel through the Pale, but no more than six days per year (the long stay effect I described above). 

According to my theory, because of the frequent travelling between Isols, people get hit by the radiation of the  Pale on a regular basis. And even after such people find themselves far away from its effects, they are still connected to it.  This is supported by examples of characters from the game (the same trucker or Izzy from ‘Flavour’, as well as Joyce's story about Volta do Mar).

The nature of the Pale is largely unknown to the humanity of Elysium. However, according to the ending of the book - the Pale appeared because of sins: stupidity and greed of all mankind. However, as we know, any coin has two sides, and if one side has all human sins, the other side has all human virtues, and in this case it is the Innocence. 

Innocence is the physical embodiment of virtue. People who become Innocence are the major historical figures in the world, literally deities. Innocence traditionally assumes supreme rule over the world at large. The Innocence is elected by the Founder's Party; this has only happened six times in world history. 

According to the Party, everything the Innocence do and say is law.  They deserve this respect because of their influence over time and space, (whereas in the  Pale we can only look at memories and live our past, the Innocence are able to create the future). It is said that it is an honour and glory to live when one is in power. Innocence does not usually use its power through military might. It is considered unnecessary. Innocence wins because it simply cannot lose.

The legal system of the Real Belt is built from the ground up to adapt to the rule of the Innocents. The decisions of the Innocence apply equally in all countries.

There are only six Innocents in the history of the world:

Pericarnassus, the first Innocence. Little is known about her.

Franconegro, 500 years before Our Age. Considered a militaristic Innocence and the strongest among them.

Dolores Dei, 300 BC. She created many modern institutions, organised successful expeditions, even voiced criticism of the innocence system. Her beauty and inhumanity are also widely recognised. Dolores Dei is considered the greatest Innocence in the current century.

Sola, crowned in the last century. Considered the Anti-Innocence due to her unwillingness to impose her will on the world.

 Each of the six Innocence has movements of followers. For example, those who share the beliefs of Dolores Dei are called Doloreans. Their churches are places of worship for the life and ideals of Dolores. People believe that the Innocences can work miracles.

Besides the true Innocence, there have also been a few False Innocence in history - those who believed they possessed the qualities of Innocence. Sometimes they had the support of a faction within the church organisation. The most famous and important of these was Erno Pasternak. He became famous in history for his torture, despotism, and desire to conquer the world. He was eventually destroyed by Stepan the Despicable of Cedra, for all the nobility of his deed he never became an Innocence.  

Why? 

They just don't get elected on the politicians' side (as a tool). Because of this, there are no Innocents in ‘53: the Coalition is simply not profitable, because altruistic motives are less reliable than money or the Coalition itself. It follows that an ordinary person can't become  an Innocence through their deeds alone - you have to get recognition from the people or the Party to do so. 

There are hints in the game about the non-human nature of the Innocences. For example, when Harry is talking to the Encyclopaedia, the reason for Dolores' murder is described.

There have also been theories that Harry is the new Innocence, just because of the case of amnesia and the ability to talk to his emotions, organs, and the city itself, but unfortunately this is not the case. The Innocence can't forget who they are, unlike Harry. They were also notable for some larger actions: discovering other isolas, uniting nations, etc.

These abilities are more akin to the Pales, and perhaps the voices in his head are just thoughts of his dead alter ego in the past, which makes sense. The female voice, which is Dora's voice, talks about everything that will happen in the future, possibly to guide Harry. (We won't wait for the second part of the game, though, so maybe not to guide...)

This led me to a hypothesis, the idea being that people who have been exposed to the  Pale can control it. When playing the game, this is confirmed by the periodic tests that Harry must pass. He can pass them by improving one or more parts of his personality.  (See the picture below). Another person who has encountered the Pale is a trucker whose ability is to move into the bodies of people who have lived in the past, present or will live in the future.

What if there is a person who can control the bodies of people who are possessed by the Pale?  

If there was Sola, who said to rely on ourselves and not on the Innocence, then I think there are people in the world of Elysium who can master the Pale enough to control not only certain memories of people, but also their bodies. Maybe there is such a ‘sanitiser’ in the world of Elysium, who can introduce souls and lost memories into the bodies of people who have lost them.

To summarise my peculiar research, we can say that in the near future there will be no Innocence in the world of Elysium.  Most likely the world will be improved by those people who were able to rediscover themselves, and even surpass them. As Kim Kitsuragi said....death is life again, beyond the world is pale, beyond the pale is the world again.

[repeatsquared]

A Life for a Life

Synopsis: Villain x Civilian. Civilian has weak telekinetic powers, and keeps them hidden, along with a difficult past. They meet villain in a surprising way, and grow close in an even more surprising manner.

This chapter is mainly an introduction to characters and the environment. If this is unimportant to you (I wouldn't blame you) Chapter 2 is where the dialogue and events begin.

Word Count: 655

Trigger Warning: Depictions of violence, low self-esteem, loneliness

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Alex had never been one to stand in the spotlight. First one out the door after a shift, not many friends, small apartment in a cheap part of the city.

They valued discretion. Quiet. It wasn’t how they were raised, but it was how they desired to live their life. It was their comfort. After all, you can't really be lonely if loneliness is your choice, right?

They worked a standard job. Boring office, cubicles, nosey coworkers that always tried to invite them to nights drinking or parties. At least, they did when they were still a new hire. Most didn’t treat them with animosity, merely a respectful distance. "Alex never wants to go out, and we won't pester them with invitations they'll reject." A mutual understanding, and one that they were grateful for.

Although, after a couple years or so, the loneliness gets to you. Even if it was a choice. They debated on getting a cat, but the image of the person with no friends and a meaningless job, in a one-bedroom apartment, with a cat, seemed to be the line in the sand. No way were they going to cross into that territory.

The only thing they had considered changing about their life in recent months would be transferring to a different city. Same boring job, probably the exact same office interior, similar apartment, but a different place. Their mother thought this was due to the lack of companionship, but rather it was because the street that their office sat on was a hot spot for activity. The dangerous kind.

Nearby were three banks, the City Hall, and a few other things they didn't really care about, but they brought in attention from heroes and villains all the same.

Every city had its star, and Isola was no different. "Limitless" is what he chose to go by. The name was fitting. In every video, in every fight, he seemed to be just that. Never breaking a sweat, hardly ever getting injured. At least, that was until "Claec" showed up.

He defied all odds. He seemed to obtain power overnight, striking down the lesser heroes with ease, and even giving Limitless a good fight. Most of their battles ended in a draw, with Limitless resulting to merely defending sections of the city rather than pushing Claec back.

The power struggle was intense, and being so close to danger was something that Alex was not fond of. They found this city because of the lack of crime, no need to fight and hide in terror. Now, it was time for them to find somewhere new to duck their head and stay away from anything too exciting.

But that's what it became. Exciting. It got harder to draw their eyes away. At least once a week, the workers of their office building would either run in terror to the basement or press their faces to the glass in order to watch the ensuing chaos. Miraculously, Limitless did a great job at steering Claec away from the buildings. Brute force could be quite useful. But what would happen if that wasn't enough?

While the others in the office gossiped about the clashes, they and a few others continued with their work. Quiet, reserved, uninterested, and worried. It was unnerving that others could see such violent and reckless acts and discuss it, as if this were all happening in a movie they watched.

This was one of the few times they engaged in conversation with others, namely voicing their concern for the outcome of these fights, and their desire to move away. Yet, they stayed. They couldn't find a real reason behind the list of excuses, even as others who had voiced their concerns transferred out or found new jobs in safer areas. As much as they wanted to ignore the feelings, they felt their eyes draw towards the wall of windows, and awaiting the next fight.

Chapter 2

[hopeled]

PLEASE NOTE: this is NOT an event, but just a fun party for the fall that muses can use for starters and interactions!

upon waking this morning, many of spirale's residents would find numerous pieces of paper carefully placed alongside poles and bare surfaces, in the windows of numerous shops, placed in a way to draw attention. with closer inspection, they would learn that it's an invitation to a ball being thrown by two of the city's residents, one Ritsuka Fujimaru and The Count of Monte Cristo. a ball to celebrate the change of the season with promise of food, entertainment, and dancing with a promise to amaze at their personal home. the ball will be held over the course of three nights to give those who wish to come plenty of time to do so, given how....sudden the invite is.

hey hi hello!! so, i had a very strong urge to have ritsuka throw a little ball party and decided hey why not do it? below i'll list what you need to know should you want your character to attend or even comment on it!

it'll be held at the Count's Chateau located in the City of Glass, which means that yes there will be a grand ballroom to accomadate the guests and the like! don't break anything though. if you do then you'll be invited to come down to the cellar to check out this cask of amontillado--

it isn't a costume ball in the sense of going dressed up in a halloween costume but rather something of a mix between the venice carnival and the ball scene in the movie van helsing. the scene of which you can see here ( just without the vampires and fighting!) it is recommended to dress to fit the theme, but should your muse prefer something not as extravagant for their own personal comfort, then that's fine! the only requirement is that they don a mask. for the mystery. spooky.

live entertainment is in the form of an opera singer NPC who during the duration of the ball, will be wearing a veil over her face as she serenades everyone. the music will be more classical rather than pop

most of the chateau's more private areas WILL be off limits, but the ballroom, the gardens, and the outside areas are free to explore!

IC wise it will be held across THREE NIGHTS starting at 6pm EST today and ending at midnight, but ooc wise, you have until the 16th of september to use it for threads just to give people time to have a chance to participate if they want to!

in regards to threads or starters for the event, please use the tag #isola equinox ball just to make it easier for those interested to find starter calls and the like!

again, this is NOT an event of any sorts, just something fun to give characters a chance to relax and be fancy!

[corporatevalue]

🔮

[MUN TALKS ABOUT MUSE]

🔮 What do you see in your muse’s future? 

Honestly! How character development in isola turns out for J depends on a Lot of uncertain variables, so I'm not sure! I can only speculate.

Thouuuugh, it's pretty clear that for the time-being, the train 's headed downwards. J is not coping all too well with knowing that her memory is Not safe from interference either, even without defying Cyn, because of alternative allegory proving that the stars are capable of messing with it also. So, she's doubling down on the repression & insistence that she's a mere robot to avoid a crisis over the lack of anything Solid, and uhh… yeah its just a huge spire mountain of self-dehumanization man

her constant mood is just. Functioning. right now. not Good not Bad just. STATUS: FUNCTIONING. yea

BUT! It's a pretty frail state to be in, so I'm not expecting the trend to last. It should tilt to either directions, depending on future events. I'm honestly going to let ✨ The Story ✨ take the wheel instead of manually tipping the scales to a favoured direction, buuuuuut… i Will say that it'd be really sweet to see if J, maybe, in the far future, gets the opportunity to get ahold of autonomy again and just… figure out what she wants to do for Herself instead of what she is Supposed To™

its one of these things where I feel like, from an outside perspective, it'd not be much of a shift in change — still being the bossy, confident superior employee spouting corporate jargon at you. But, it'd be an immense shift internally; how she thinks of herself, how she makes decisions, how she values those around her, etc. etc. & it would be a subtle change from the outside, too: a less frustrated, and especially less tired disposition, replacing her current "confidence" with a more healthy version of it.

It's also where I'd reaaally like to include my trans headcanon in; I enjoy transitioning as a narrative device for self-discovery, and Gender for drones really is usually just a topic of self-expression — except, I'm sure J has just been going with what Tessa had given her at the start, instead of spending the time and introspection necessary to Indulge in aforementioned self-expression, considering how she doesn't do that kind of "What Do I Want"-introspection for all other aspects in her life, too. It just makes sense that she hasn't yet with self-expression, either.

Learning to loosen her iron grip on old memories, giving herself the free reign to discover and express who she is, altering her appearance to be Different than from all those years where she'd always been attached to some form of strings, be it the previous owners, the elliotts, or cyn, and transitioning to a Not perfectly binary appearance to let go of the obsessive need to be a model example of a jcjenson product, to let go of the obsessive need to not be broken— in just so many ways, I feel the headcanon plays so nicely with these themes.

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But! Ya know. That requires A Lot! veryyy possible she'll just continue doubling down after doubling down, Especially with how she now feels Double trapped within spirale </3 Whoopsie!

[thegreatfraud]

@sanctummilitis - Spirale Racing

Decking out your car full of weapon isn't the way. It sound nice at first till someone throws a grenade in the passenger seat then KABOOM. It slow down the car and you don't get infinite ammo.

Neither is adding no weapon and defense. Between the trap and the other player underhanded method. You do need a couple of well time defense tricks.

A EXPERIENCE get away man know the right tools. This event forbid the use of ability. But Huey still got a tranq gun that not a part of his powers. His powers wouldn't do him any good at this stage.

He do need a partner. Someone either shoot or drive. One man can only go so far.

A shadow have approach the garage Huey making the modification for his car in. A competitor or.... a friend?

"Your interest in becoming Isola first winner of the Spirale Racing? Win or lose dinner is on me. Of course if we win the dinner be more lavish and....."

"YOUR MAJESTY?"

Oh yeah she might be a bit older. Losing that girlish twinkle in her eye. But she still the same height, still the same blonde hair and the ahoge as Huey did a instant dogeza that was so quick you can see the spark flying off of his knee.

This man truly have master begging for his life into a new form of art.

Have she finally come to finish him off? Did the younger version of her tell the older self about the whole experience and she knows he a rat and come to claim his head?"

"I...i don't believe we have the pleasure of meeting. I am...Huey. Huey Ponzi. Just a h....humble merchant trying to race. Are you perhaps interested in joining the race as a competitor or with this humble nobody.?"

Oh he don't got the read on the older Artoria yet. Huey feel like it's safer to play the cowardly jester then the common conman crook. Surely a king like her wouldn't slay some harmless coward.

[disco-elysium-via-polls]

MAGNESIUM-BASED LIFEFORM

Temporary bonus: -1 Shivers: No shakes

It is generally understood that human beings are carbon-based organisms, fusing little carbon tubes together to form complex, mushy structures capable of thought, love, and locomotion. It is also known that these structures sometimes like to “take the edge off” by consuming ethanol, amphetamine, etc. In such cases, it is important to supplement your body with magnesium. Tired? Mag it! Down? Mag time! Liver damage? MAXIMUM MAG! Some people say magnesium doesn’t really do anything and you just need to quit. What do we tell them?

DETECTIVE COSTEAU

Temporary bonus: -2 Conceptualization: An idiotic idea

Detective Raphaël Ambrosius Costeau – when you say it, it feels like you’re taking a bite of lemon meringue while sitting on the terrace of a seaside cafe. On a cool summer day. In Sur-La-Clef. It’s everything you’re *not*. You haven’t created many things during your stay in Martinaise, but you’ve created this. A fancy, sophisticated name that makes you sound intelligent. And that no one seems to *acknowledge*. Don’t you feel like you deserve a reward for coming up with something so special? And what would that reward *be*?

BRINGING OF THE LAW (LAW-JAW)

Temporary bonus: -1 Rhetoric: Weird jaw

Hey, so a little observation. It’s all cool, man. Don’t freak out, but every time you say “I am the law“ – and you say it *a lot*, it’s basically *hello* for you – your jaw does this *weird thing*. It sort of shifts sideways, hanging off your face at a jaunty angle, while the word *law* sounds oddly guttural and low. It’s… strange. You wouldn’t notice it, but after saying you’re the law eighty thousand times, the question *does* come up: why *do* you have Law Jaw?

DATE OF BIRTH GENERATOR

Temporary bonus: None

Your face looks like it’s 58 and your body feels like it’s 60. Your mind feels like it’s lived for one day or a hundred. Both longer than they ought to be, the day and the century…. But for how long, then, has this thing attached to your sentience walked the planet’s crust? Time to start racking those brains of yours, Elder One. When and where were you born?

MOTORWAY SOUTH

Temporary bonus: -1 Visual Calculus: Bizarre angles

At the edge of the map the landmass begins to disintegrate – into pure trigonometry. The ocean melts, becoming a tangle of sines and cosines, the mountain range turns into a sharp-angled azimuth. Its green rain shadow dithers, like music turning into a waveform. And then vanishes. This is the end, a half-remembered textbook from your childhood – the porch collapsing on the edge of the isola. A transition from reality to pale. A single vector shoots out, like a rocket. It’s the Motorway South, splintering off from the known pale! *To where*? Where does it go?

WOMPTY-DOMPTY-DOM CENTRE

Temporary bonus: -1 Suggestion: Outsider

It’s Wednesday evening and something heinously exciting is under way. People have gathered beneath the billowing roof of an oddly shaped trophy building, sipping wine and exchanging opinions. 29-year-old wunder-twins Guy and Keith Joost are the stars of the show, with their bomber jackets and white sneakers – head curators of this art exhibition. It’s the wompty-dom-di-dommiest event of the year and all the cool kids have RSVP’d. Where are you, if you are not there?

[eldritchtechno]

"Re" Entry

It is less you left, and more you were... Dragged out.

That's all you can recall, beyond the screaming, the crushing depths, the writhing down your throat and eyesockets. The reaxhing out to a light rapidly draining into grey as the great Eye of your mother's patron subsumed your reality.

Transformation. It was fitful, being cast again in the boiling of life- a conception, a childhood, your education as a noble daughter of the house Legiana. Your school years and college, your prison stint for your antics with locks, your adventure in a sleepy town with a boastful dandelion leshy and a lion robot duo. Your life.... It felt different as the old was eaten away bit by bit and renewed as you slumbered beneath the lightless black of That Which Drinks The Light's infinite abysses. But in the end... The old you was gone. She was another You, separate, cold, mechanical and liable to replace her own beating heart with one of gears and clockwork. One whos brother would go on to wield a curse so dark the Darkest Things had to cast him into their prison with the like of the first vampire, a warped mummy, and a doomed world all stuck in loops. And you... You were a starlight tossed down again. Fresh memories of your other self, the one before, burning away your mind as you wake up.

It's a sunny day outside. Birds are chirping to herald spring. The first flowers are starting to shake the final frost for blooming. The great ravenous naw of the Hole awaited, where many an event erupted from. And you were on a bench, technical manual sliding off as the sun burned into your eyes, bags packed and a fresh key on your chains. The honking of a taxi horn helped shake you up.

"C'mon, I got three more stops in my shift, ain't got all day!" Yells the driver. Well, you better hurry along then.

You are Paprika Legiana, and you are new but not. Welcome to Isola Radiale, Spirale City.

[bakerstreetdetective]

@hopeled

Well he didn't see this coming

Holmes was...bored during the Holidays. After the whole mess with Saber (long story). Holmes been feeling purposeless these last few month. Their been no new cases and he was just bored.

So he try going a little baking. Isola open up this winter fest event called the YOU BAKE IT YOU BUY IT and he been baking british treats to random people that come up to the stalls. Mostly to stave off the boredom. Holmes put down his latest creation. A coffee cake he spend hours on down for the new visitor and it's

Oh hey it's Ritsuka.....oh he was so busy he didn't see her coming to the stall

Holmes and Ritsuka stare at each other for a second before he went under the stall and bought out the cheapest pair of sunglasses (That read ISOLA 2022) and fake nose and put it on. He make a small cough as he put on the fakest french accent possible.

"I am Herlock Sholmes. Humble French Baker of this small stall. Any resemblance to the great Sherlock Holmes is just coincidence."

SHE NOT A FOOL HOLMES. THERE NO WAY SHE BUYS IT.

[wldrose]

@capnskullkid

Run and don't stop. Keep running.

You'll be my eyes and ears. Make it to the control room, but you won't be fighting that thing.

Go. I'm right behind you. I promise.

Hey...hey, Kugisaki....Kugisaki! KUGISAKI NOBARA, WAKE UP!

The loud siren noise fades. During the time at the spaceship, she hadn't realized how loud the sirens were. She supposed amidst all the chaos that ensued and the adrenaline that ran through her body to keep her moving, it was easy to miss it. She had heard it at the beginning. The first initial blare of it and then...

Kugisaki opens her eyes, greeted by the bright fluorescent lights and she groans. Panic DOES rise in her chest when she's only able to see from the one eye, but she remembers almost instantly as to what happened. The alien back then. Ah, she messed up. It's blades and its whatever else it protruded out of it really did mess the side of her face, didn't it? With a weak hand, she places it over on the right side of her face. Bandaged up pretty good.

Where's Vash? Where's Itadori and Fushiguro? Vash.....was he able to get help? Did he....did he make it?

And a sense of dread, because what if he didn't? What if she was the cause of his death? She could have left her partners. You know you couldn't. They would've been in the same situation as you were. Vash and you couldn't do anything to them. What makes you think Fushiguro and Itadori could?

They were strong, they had the tools, but so did Vash. So did she.

Lifting her weak body up to situate her back against the headboard of the hospital bed, she reaches for her phone and fingertips glides against it, pushing the phone closer to the edge and plop, it's fallen on the cushioned rug.

"Shit..."

[sxnburst]

@eusyram

"It's so pretty high up here." It's almost like Cotes Ward's forest. ENDLESS trees, except here in his eyes, it's so much more beautiful. It makes him want to stay up here for as long as he can, but he knows they have things that they have to get done. Looking over his shoulder to where Mary Sue is latched onto his back, he smiles, "Yolanda, which way should we go?"

Sun's climbing up higher until he's at the very top! Both his arms are latched onto the thick tree as he continues to look around. Though, from where he is, he spots a treasure box and so with a excited gasp, Sun points

"Look!" aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand there he goes. Without another warning, he's FREE falling down and grabbing onto a vine to launch himself to the next tree. Damn. All this for the treasure box because he's curious!

[daxned]

@cursedbylove

"...I've been here I believe twice already." She admits. Who would have thought that dam-bi could sound so irritated? "I've been trying to leave, return to Sukuna's side but every time I find an exit, I'm led to another section." Not to mention whoever was with her during her forced adventure were no longer with her. Sukuna was first and then Badou, Eiden, and the strange man....

She finds herself with Okkotsu Yuuta this time.

"In case you were not sure. You're not limited, but the stronger you are, the stronger your enemies."

[wldrose]

Seeing the second alien has Kugisaki's mind immediately wondering how? Why? None of it matters, but her brain can't help but come to all these conclusions. The goo that she dealt with? The attack she had caused using Resonance? Maybe the alien had gotten desperate enough to summon another of itself?

THIS. FUCKING. BLOWS.

Even with this feeling that envelops her, she feels so helpless. Nothing is working!

Not---

Vash?

Kugisaki reaches a hand out, but instead of grabbing it, he's SHOVING her through the door that was barely wide enough to fit someone of her size in, "Hmh!" she grunts when bottom makes contact with the hard cold ground. She looks up, quickly getting back on her feet to help Vash. Even though there is a sense of dread sprouting like the flowers back in December, she doesn't have time to just sit there and stare at Vash--watch him bleed these black substances from his ears, eyes, and nose. Any openings, where ever she looked on Vash, she can see them just oozing.

"Vash! Come on, just a little bit---" She reaches, grabbing hold of anything of him and she pulls. Even if they were to bring the alien with them through that portal AT LEAST there is a chance that it won't make it to the other side and if it did, then a chance and possibility that the Stars would be stronger---STRONGER enough to actually do some damage keeps Kugisaki hopeful!

★ --;; The gash in his calf burns each time his foot collides with the metal grates, but he does not stop. Just a bit more, almost there--

When he comes to the fork in the hall and rounds the corner, he finds himself caught between the two halves of the creature-- one rapidly approaching from the rear, the other blocking off his path to the door Kugisaki's still forcing open. His boots squeal against the floor, eyes wide and mind running a mile a minute. There's got to be some way through this thing, but that pipe trick definitely isn't going to work for a third time, and the half that's in front of him is still stalking towards Kugisaki.

That old fear, that helplessness is whispering in his ear that no matter what he does he will be useless, but he's got to try, got to get over there and get Kugisaki back through the portal to the city even if it means putting himself in the way, he's got to he's got to--

Without his bidding (when was the last time it hadn't been of his own volition?) his feathers sprout forth in a violent ribbons and walls, battering against the alien's form and pushing and pushing and slicing--

His vision is already going black with the force of it, the exertion, and as the dark liquid of his own corrosion beading in the corners of his eyes begins to spill over he thinks at least I'll go protecting someone else. His whole body begins to ache, to burn with its decomposition.

Still, he stumbles forward, eyes wide and yet unseeing, and shoves Kugisaki through the door.

"Go," he manages, voice distorted. It's dripping from his ears now, black blood sliding down the curve of his jaw. The portal is right there, would yank them back into the bottom of that gaping maw in the middle of the city-- but the alien is pushing back, forcing its way through the gaps in his feathers no matter how many more sprout forth from his failing body, and his heart feels like it's about to implode in his chest.

"I'm right behind y-ou. I pro-mise."

[wldrose]

@kleinstar

"That'll teach 'em." She says with a huff and a quick flip of her short hair. She watches as one of the goblin she attacked falls straight to the ground with nails impaled through it.

"Itadori san, you alright? Can you stand?"

She hadn't recognized him earlier, until she had gotten much closer. She had thought that he was someone else in danger. She's happy to see a familiar face---even if he looks rather different.

[sxnburst]

@fellstcr

With his returned senses to its 100%, he was able to read Byleth a little better. Not as great still, she was so good at keeping her walls up whenever she needed to, but it was this particular moment RIGHT here that he saw a crack. She was scared. She was scared because she knew they'd both have to make such a huge LEAP.

"JUMP!" Sun says as he holds tight onto Byleth's hand and they leap RIGHT off the cliff to dodge the ginormous boulder that would not break no matter how many times the two strike at it.

Sun and Byleth were so high up that the trees below seemed so tiny for just only a second. They were crashing down and they were crashing down FAST.

Sun pulls Byleth in close to him and reaches out the moment they get through the branches, twigs, and leaves from the trees. "ho-Hold on tight" he says through a grunt and with his free hand he's putting his nails into the trunk of the tree and then his other hand as well in hopes that him clinging onto the tree no matter the fact they are now sliding, will slow down their descent. Feet digs into the trunk and barks digs into nails but eventually they finally stop descending and he's latched himself onto the tree. All the while his tail had played as extra security for Byleth to keep her upright. "A-Are you okay?"