Ross heard coughs and groans from behind him. Remillia may be confused and weak, but she wasn't dying of dehydration. "Hope needs water," Zwn managed to choke out. Why is everyone around me dying?!
He springs up and drops his trident, running to Hope. He holds Hope's head up at an angle and conjures a small amount of water in his other hand, coaxing Hope to drink it.
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He springs up and drops his trident, running to Hope. He holds Hope's head up at an angle and conjures a small amount of water in his other hand, coaxing Hope to drink it.
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A black mist swirls around The Guardian of Fear, interrupting Cyra. "So he is the first." Mumbles Death as the mist dissipates and Death appears before the group with his hood over his head. He looks around examining the surroundings noticing the 5 others around him. He takes his scythe and swings it with the tip swiftly landing in Fear's chest. The blade glows blue for a second, he then lets out a small sigh and retracts the blade, turns to the group, and glares at Cyra. Death thinks to himself "Its happening again."
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Taking a breath, Himinn recollected herself.
"I can't stay here," she thought, looking around. "This isn't where I should be.
Looking at the direction she came from, she prayed that she'd be going the right way as she walked.
'Can't stay here.'
'I have to reach Endal.'
"I can't stay here," she thought, looking around. "This isn't where I should be.
Looking at the direction she came from, she prayed that she'd be going the right way as she walked.
'Can't stay here.'
'I have to reach Endal.'
CaffeinatedKitty
Intoxicated Feline
As Alouette kneels, she hears the other Guardians around her begin to wake. She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. "Do you... Do you think you can help them?" She looks around at them before letting her gaze rest on Kysa. Ross seems fine, and Remilia is at least no worse, but the two she doesn't know, not so much...
Her eyes pass over a third unconscious figure, but she doesn't register his presence.
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((hi there this seems so short ;-; ))
Her eyes pass over a third unconscious figure, but she doesn't register his presence.
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((hi there this seems so short ;-; ))
Catcocomics' body shimmers a faint, celestial light for a brief few moments, and as the glow fades, his eyes open.
However, not all is recovered, for his eyes seem a dull grey color, and he finds he is unable to move any part of his body below his head.
"well then. That was quite inconvenient. I suppose, next time, I should use my star power more efficiently. I can not see you, if any one is near me, but I assure you, we face a terrible threat. I'm sorry, I feel so foolish now. Oh what can I say? I'm just some impulsive kid incarnated as the living afterlife of a star!"
However, not all is recovered, for his eyes seem a dull grey color, and he finds he is unable to move any part of his body below his head.
"well then. That was quite inconvenient. I suppose, next time, I should use my star power more efficiently. I can not see you, if any one is near me, but I assure you, we face a terrible threat. I'm sorry, I feel so foolish now. Oh what can I say? I'm just some impulsive kid incarnated as the living afterlife of a star!"
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Guardian of Corruption
Cyra looked up from where she was sitting. The Guardian of Death appeared from some more cliché black mist. He muttered something then impaled Fe- or rather, what's left of Fear, with his scythe. Then he looked down to give her a glare. Cyra smiled in return. Exhausted, she did not try to stand up."Greetings, Death!" She exclaimed. "How nice of you to visit us!"
Her head stayed clear of voices. She's in control.
((Shanebat1 ))
As the Guardian of Death pulled his scythe out of the Guardian of Fear's corpse, or atleast that's what he heard them called from the conversations. The blood kept flowing from the open wound. Death, the thing he feared most, to have just happened to somebody else right infront of him. "Cyra... Why..." I guess not everyone can be trusted, he thought. He looked over to Skri'ik and said. "Mind providing some cover for me, I need to figure out what happened."
mariosatr
Imperator Romanus Sacer
Skri'ik watched these events unfold in silence, still wearing that indifferent expression, as Cyra attacked Fear and Death killed him. What was the meaning behind this? Why did Cyra kill fear? Could Cyra really be evil, or was it self-defence against Fear? Questions that he could possibly find the answers to if he worked with Liro.
He did not know what Liro planned to do, but hopefully he wouldn't injure her too much. If so, how could he interrogate Cyra? But he had no choice but to trust in him.
"All right, I will provide cover for you. I expect you to do your work then. Don't injure her too much - I want to question her afterwards." He created a thin mist composed of frozen water - just as clouds were produced. Too thin to have any lasting effect, but thick enough to block vision. This should do the trick..
Hoping no-one noticed, he smiled slightly. Amusing. Interesting. This is where the real fun began.
He did not know what Liro planned to do, but hopefully he wouldn't injure her too much. If so, how could he interrogate Cyra? But he had no choice but to trust in him.
"All right, I will provide cover for you. I expect you to do your work then. Don't injure her too much - I want to question her afterwards." He created a thin mist composed of frozen water - just as clouds were produced. Too thin to have any lasting effect, but thick enough to block vision. This should do the trick..
Hoping no-one noticed, he smiled slightly. Amusing. Interesting. This is where the real fun began.
I wake from a strange dream that was of a pleasant nature and involved a path of events that could have happened, with myself on a sharp offensive. The events of the dream would be impossible to replicate now, but I still burn with contempt for all these intrusive Guardians.
Interrogation... Good idea. Liro thought. He dropped down on his knees and touched the ground with both hands. Once again he felt the earth at one with him. First of all, he sent a small shockwave through the cave. Hopefully bringing Cyra to the ground. Then he lifted up walls of dirt and ground. Trapping Cyra in a prison of earth. "There's no point in resisting. You have some explaining to do."
He sat down to catch his breath and looked at Skri'ik. "There, take all the knowledge you want."
((Tell me if there's any typo's. This was done on phone.))
He sat down to catch his breath and looked at Skri'ik. "There, take all the knowledge you want."
((Tell me if there's any typo's. This was done on phone.))
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Guardian of Corruption
Cyra turned to see a weird mist. Probably the Guardian of the Clouds' work. Then the ground rumbled and rose up around her, something hit her forehead in the process. Liro discovered his powers? Good for him."There's no point in resisting. You have some explaining to do." She heard Liro's voice say.
Cyra looked up and smiled. Sticky blood ran down her face. She didn't bother wiping it away, letting it blur her vision red. She tasted her own blood in the corner of her smile.
"I wasn't planning to resist." She stated, bold and clear.
They probably will ask her about her killing the Guardian of Fear. She will not deny it.
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Guardians of Corruption and Clouds
Skri'ik watched as Liro trapped Cyra. Impressive, and just what he needed. He was grateful to Liro for this - it was a perfect set up for interrogation. He thanked Liro and turned to to Cyra.
"I will be questioning you for some time about what happened. Now then, you attacked Fear and killed him, causing Death to appear. That is what happened, no?"
"Well you missed the part where he screamed but yeah."
"Yes, he screamed. I highly doubt that he wouldn't scream when getting ruthlessly murdered. I'm not particularly interested in the circumstances of his death. What I am interested in is your reason for killing him."
"Why did you kill him? At the very least, it was not the smartest time to kill him, with me, Liro and Airis around. You knew this would happen. So - why exactly did you kill him?"
She leaned forward, smirking right in Skri'ik's face.
"He was an obstacle."
While Cyra leaned forward and smirked, Skri'ik did not back up one single inch. He regarded Cyra's reasoning, but persisted in questioning. "Why exactly was he an obstacle to you? What did he prevent you from doing? What will his death accomplish?"
She regarded Skri'ik with an amused expression. "Maybe it was just an impulse. Maybe he wasn't an obsatcle. Maybe it prevented me from doing nothing. Maybe his death accoplished nothing." She played with a dangling strand of hair.
"Maybe you are correct, but I am not willing to believe that. You have your reasons, and that is fine. You just have to reveal them, so the appropriate cause of action can be taken."
"Oh?" She laughed. "What are some 'appropriate causes of action'?"
Skri'ik narrowed his eyes slightly. "Don't get ahead of yourself. I'm the one asking the questions here. Your task is to answer them for now. Then a course of action shall be determined.
"What if I want to get ahead of myself? What are you going to do? Kill me? 'What will my death accomplish'?" She mocked his tone.
"I do not plan to kill you. Your death will not accomplish anything, and I am aware of that." Skri'ik sighed, knowing he had to give up some ground. Arrogance and force would not help here.
"I don't actually care that you killed Fear. What I want to know is why. To me, Fear is just another key to the lock that is your motive. Let us co-operate. In the long run, it will help both of us."
"'Fear is another key to the lock that is my motive.' Wow so complicated. Well he's dead. The key's gone. Buh bye."
"The key isn't Fear himself. The key is your relations to Fear, and what caused this incident. If you don't explain your actions, then I'm afraid I cannot let you leave this place."
"Why does the intention matter? He's dead." Her face was clearly apathetic.
"If we know your reason, we can determine how much of a threat you could be, and what you could possibly do in the future."
"Well... you can't, just saying."
"At the least, we can evaluate all the factors and determine the risk."
"I'm the Guardian of Corruption. You can't determine the risk. I'm random. I can be really nice and then slice off your head-" She gritted her teeth. "-the next second."
"You may well be the Guardian of Corruption, but ultimately you are still a sentient, intelligent being like the rest of us, no? You are affected by emotions. That is your weakness. Friends and foes cloud your judgement. That is weakness present in the vast majority of sentient races, and most likely in yours. From that, at least some risk can be determined."
"I don't understand why you're asking this again. I told you, he is-" She laughed. "Excuse me, 'was' an obstacle."
"I know that. He was an obstacle to you. But an obstacle in the way of what?"
Why was he an obstacle in the first place? The fear reaction? Her need to corrupt? "How should I know? He just was."
He sighed once again. "There's more to it than that, isn't there? You must have some form of purpose that you are aware of."
"Or you know, maybe I don't."
Skri'ik didn't think he would be able to get anything more out of Cyra, but he still persisted, for the sake of knowledge. "Do you drive by impulse? Do you lack the resolve? The self-control?"
Now she was irritated. "Look, I don't know what's your problem. I killed him. He was an obstacle. I don't know if I had an impulse. I don't know if I had a resolve. I don't know if I had self-control."
It was probable that Cyra was hiding something from him, but if she was, then she stood defiant. He would gain nothing from continuing this questioning. "I understand." It was Skri'ik's turn to smirk. "You don't know if he was an obstacle - you merely think he was an obstacle, regardless of if he actually was or not."
"Well, Cyra, I'd advise clearing your mind and setting yourself a clear motive. Acting based on instinct and short-term thoughts will not get you far. For now, I'm done with questioning, but it is not my choice alone of what your fate will be. I will communicate with Liro and we shall decide."
"Maybe what you said is true." She said, still smiling. "Well I'll just settle down and get comfortable in this... what is this anyways? Rocky cage? Nice design, Liro."
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((May fear be remembered for being an innocent person who never knew precisely what was happening.
Rest In Piece, would be friend.
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This song isn't really that fitting, is it? Only chose it because of the title; "No Fear".
Also, does this mean that anyone on the planet is now incapable of feeling fear?))
((Fear still exists. It's impossible for it to be truly wiped off. Guardians may exist to unleash their element, but they're also there to make sure it doesn't get too out of hand.))
She heard voices.
'Am I close to where I was?' thought Himinn.
She started to run.
((Specifically who is in the group that's by the Nether Portal?))
She heard voices.
'Am I close to where I was?' thought Himinn.
She started to run.
((Specifically who is in the group that's by the Nether Portal?))
Guardian of Ground and Guardian of Clouds
Liro fell back into a lying position and sighed. "I don't know? Killing her wouldn't accomplish anything would it?"
"I agree. Killing Cyra would leave us with even less answers, and one less source of information. We would be more blind information-wise than ever before - that would certainly work against our favour."
Geez, is information and knowledge all this guy wants? Liro thought to himself. "Yeah..." Liro sighed. "But she has to be punished somehow." He made a motion as if he was a judge slamming down his hammer.
"I agree. To have her murder someone like that without a punishment would only encourage her and would be unthinkable." Skri'ik did not entirely agree, as it would hinder the gathering of knowledge, but he mostly agreed that a punishment would be in order.
"Do you think there's a Guardian of Justice or something that could help us with this?" He said as he smirked. Liro's attention was immediately diverted, was that footsteps he felt? He stood up and then sighed. "Looks like somebody else is coming." He said as he pointed at a wall.
((Me and Skri'ik are having a conversation. Endal is passed out, Airis is observing/lost in the mist. Takot is dead and Cyra is trapped in a ground box. Oogle is running towards the cave. ))
"I agree. Killing Cyra would leave us with even less answers, and one less source of information. We would be more blind information-wise than ever before - that would certainly work against our favour."
Geez, is information and knowledge all this guy wants? Liro thought to himself. "Yeah..." Liro sighed. "But she has to be punished somehow." He made a motion as if he was a judge slamming down his hammer.
"I agree. To have her murder someone like that without a punishment would only encourage her and would be unthinkable." Skri'ik did not entirely agree, as it would hinder the gathering of knowledge, but he mostly agreed that a punishment would be in order.
"Do you think there's a Guardian of Justice or something that could help us with this?" He said as he smirked. Liro's attention was immediately diverted, was that footsteps he felt? He stood up and then sighed. "Looks like somebody else is coming." He said as he pointed at a wall.
((Me and Skri'ik are having a conversation. Endal is passed out, Airis is observing/lost in the mist. Takot is dead and Cyra is trapped in a ground box. Oogle is running towards the cave. ))
mariosatr
Imperator Romanus Sacer
Skri'ik's eyes widened slightly. Another one, in this very cave? How many people were there exactly? There might be more, he did not know. Either way, he was eager to talk to this people.
"Let us greet them, Liro. If there are more like us, we should find them and co-operate with them."
((cave tag: Jolteon42 Claire1018 ansoro2112 Faliara Ooglie101))
"Let us greet them, Liro. If there are more like us, we should find them and co-operate with them."
((cave tag: Jolteon42 Claire1018 ansoro2112 Faliara Ooglie101))
Fiestaguy
The man with 8 fingers.
((oh c'mon if you're going full 'rest in piece' at least play a song like 'Triage at Dawn'
Multiple sources have indicated that the logs containing valuable information is now headed my way. After that decoding can start and light can re-awake.))