I AM THE GOD OF HELL FIRE....
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Date/Time: 1:07PM to approximately 3:07pm October 24th
Location: The ENTIRE WORLD of Edensphere
Rating: Varied I expect, but let's say R to be safe.
Summary: Edensphere burns. Everyone dies. ...Well, not quite everyone. Warning for large-scale character death and ( Read more... )
Date/Time: 1:07PM to approximately 3:07pm October 24th
Location: The ENTIRE WORLD of Edensphere
Rating: Varied I expect, but let's say R to be safe.
Summary: Edensphere burns. Everyone dies. ...Well, not quite everyone. Warning for large-scale character death and ( Read more... )
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It was when they were getting back home that the weird started.
The couch burst into flames when they entered the door, and before Dash could react he found himself in the most godawful hideous bling bling space suit ever thought up, and he discovered that on top of being horrible in looks? The suit was barely mobile.
"What the hell? That was so not me! What is this...?"
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It shifted its gaze to Dash before it started laughing like a crazed lunatic, the body burnt away to reveal a ghastly thing underneath. That's what's inside your best friend, and it reaches out with one burning hand. "...Musci...an." The ashes fall away as a white cloaked clownish shape tries to protect them. It turns a very sad mask at Dash before it folds back into a crystal, rolling away from the ashes of its owner at his feet.
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Dash was hyperventilating, struggling to escape the suit, move, do anything. It was Ran all over again. It was helplessness and fuck that noise. The clown mask, the laughter--he would never, ever forget that laughter. He was going to have nightmares about it, if he ever even slept again.
Musician. The word was burned into his ears and his head, he wasn't going to forget it, though the laughter was what was really going to keep him up at night, along with the image of Allen's face burning away, the sad clown mask.
Horror. It was cold all up and down his spine, just bone-chilling horror and anger. He was crying, and he didn't care, staring at what had been his best friend. He threw up in the suit, taking huge, gasping breaths as he tried to deal with ( ... )
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Laughter. The smaller Ghost looked over to the source of the out-of-place sound with as much horror as Dash. His eyes welled up with tears blurring his vision and the lump in his throat only made it harder to breathe. Why was this happening? Just when he was settling in and getting to know everything, it was ripped out from beneath his feet. He actually liked Cross - Allen, whatever - so why was this happening?
Why couldn't he do anything? This new power that he had discovered on accident was suddenly much less powerful than he thought. Through the small space that he could see through he saw the pile of ashes that was once his - ...friend? Someone important, he knew. He was someone he wanted to look up to because it felt right. He was the direction he wanted ( ... )
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The Marketplace suddenly filled with the sounds of screaming people, and a very strange thup sound as some in the crowd suddenly seemed to be wearing very strange--armor. Many did not. Cara was among the latter--but this wasn't a time for her to panic ( ... )
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The bridge he had been standing beside went up almost immediately. River stared at it as it burned, feeling something like an intense prickling underneath his skin, a feeling that he could do something--that if only he could just reach out and shift something, some power in the air or perhaps within him, he could combat this fire, he could defeat it. But it wasn't coming. The feeling remained there, just beneath the surface.
He became aware of someone nearby and turned to see Cara rushing toward him. Others around them wore strange golden suits, but she, like him, was dressed only in ordinary clothes.
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Paladin had overslept that morning, and had to run out the door in order to make it to Medical in time--leaving him time neither for breakfast nor for bringing something with him for lunch. So when his lunch break came, he had jogged down to the marketplace, musing on the irony of his situation leaving him with less time than normal to eat while being hungrier than usual.
He didn't have the time to wonder about the sudden upswing in heat before everything burst into flames.
Everything except him, that is--he found himself staggering inside--inside what must have been some sort of suit of armor. It took him a while to orient himself--between the oppressive heat and chaotic view of what little he could see outside the armor, his world simply refused to make any sort of sense.
But he caught glimpses--there was the fruit stand, roasting and hissing, people flying by, faces distorted in the glass and in their fear, and there--
Two people he knew, two children. Granted, Cara was a guard, and he was sure that, when he was ( ... )
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Looking around wildly, she saw someone in the armor approaching them. "Hey you!" she said. "Can you see the bridge? Is it clear?" The heat pressed in all around her. It was hard to think, hard to breathe--she tried to focus. Get help, get River out. The thought that it was impossible to do so wouldn't get through to her.
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What else?
That is, he had been scavenging before distracting himself "building" again - without a real result in mind, just working, briefly distracted by a wave of frustration by remembering one revisiting of the Marketplace that revealed his lion sculpture was no longer there, whether it was deconstructed or simply moved, simply taking pieces, locking them together as if he were just building a castle of cards ( ... )
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Structures had been coming down, flames exploding to twice their size, and yet so far she'd been virtually untouched, and she wanted to keep it that way, not slowing her pace for a second.
She did see a few people who had suddenly appeared in bulky golden fireproof outfits, all at once - not all of them, nor did it happen a second time, leaving those who hadn't gotten the protection the first time without it.
Why not? A fluke, bad luck?
And now she was seeing some animals in versions of them as well - she'd seen a dog stumbling out of a burning house in one of the things.
Did that mean she could have gotten one as well but just had no such luck?
In that case, trying to avoid the flames was her only choice...
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Quickly, she dashed outside to see Ari dashing about. "Ari-chan!"
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"Sailormoon," she called back, "You made it outside!"
Something pulled her all of a sudden, and the intensity of the moment kept her from contradicting any such thing.
Ari turned back and sprinted toward the little girl.
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She was admittedly scared. She couldn't reach that light which protected her in her dream. The angel wasn't anywhere near by either. She was helpless. She was lost. She was.... afraid.
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Part of Koi expected to rush into panic at the sight and the chaos, but for some reason, he was calm. Tensed, yes, and fighting against the sorrow - but calm. As if he was used to insanity like this. Used to take control.
Rushing out, he started to look for people that needed help, doing his best to avoid the flames. Fight for life. Nothing else mattered. Buildings collapsed and when he looked back he noticed that the tea shop was on fire. Moving forward, Koi had to jump over a burning body on the street, rushing past without a second look. Too late to be saved. Next person, don't look back.
Will. Geranium. Kazahana - no, Kazahana had her sword. It made ice, didn't it? Bastet... she would take control. Blood. There were children here! Children burning. The thought made his heart ( ... )
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To say the fire had been surprising would be an understatement. The only warning he'd gotten was the slight shift in air pressure, his instincts telling him something is not right seconds before the Sphere had gone ablaze. Immediately his survival and training had taken priority, and the curious trip to the tea store he'd been hearing about was forgotten ( ... )
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"As will you, if you do not move. There are people here that need assistance. Some are trapped."
Perhaps the other person was part of the guard, which might have explained the tone, but even so, the white-haired man felt it was more important to help people in times of chaos than getting snapped at. Orders and plans were vital, but not when people were dying around them.
"Come on."
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He wasn't about to trust someone he didn't know to led them to safety and took point, motioning to the other man to follow him. If they were lucky, the bridges would be intact, and they could head to Housekeeping. From there..
"Our destination is Housekeeping HQ, if the bridges are still working."
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