[Throné stands and starts to ready herself. Ichiban rushes to Baiken's side to back her up.
And Baiken, as she reaches for her E.G.O., steeps herself in rage and regret... finds that something different happens. It isn't like when Throné felt the presence of the Abnormality within and alongside her, its influence.
"This straightjacket... isn't nearly enough to contain my violence. The hammering in my mind... head... turning to metal....
Ends. Begins. Ends. BEGINS. ENDS!"
She feels its rage filling her, overwhelming her with violence, taking over her mind and body both as the E.G.O. corrodes her and warps her body into something more grotesque. Her companions can at least still tell that this is Baiken, one eye visible beneath the warped metal, body still roughly the same.
Raging out of control, absolutely consumed by the need for violence, she lashes out indiscriminately. She no longer distinguishes friend from foe. She only wants them all to hurt.
The first slamming impact takes out the two bugmen she was facing, and likely knocks Ichiban and Throné both off their feet. Hopkins yells in alarm in the background, and Ceiling Bug stands there frozen, absolutely terrified by the monstrous sight in front of him.]
throné stands up just enough with ichiban's help only to get knocked off her feet again by the impact of the slam. she hits the ground with a wince, but doesn't make a sound. instead, she scrambles backwards, looking for her knife, trying to get out of baiken's way. you go ahead, girl, kill those dudes. she's going to grab said knife, and move the fuck out of the way, rasping after ichiban:]
Move - move out of her way!
[it is time to let baiken do carnage, she thinks. she'll freak out about the body horror in a bit she's currently disoriented as fuck from nearly being dead.]
[ there's no freaking out here. only wrath. she is going to keep snarling and howling as she slams the new twisted metal into the ground with force, writhing against the constraints to go, move, obliterate all in her way. those bugmen? she isn't going to stop until they're reduced into a bloody pulp - and that goes for anyone else in her way. ]
[ ichiban doesn't even have the chance to comprehend baiken's transformation thanks to his fuckin 5. he immediately gets sent flying in baiken's blind rage; his skull connects with one of the walls with a heavy, hearty THUNK before he slumps to the ground in a heap of a man.
a roll of 4 means he doesn't get up as blood starts to trail down from the top of his head. ]
I-- I don't care if you are the Red Gaze's minions, this isn't worth my life-! We've barely gotten in here! If none of you come back, I'm just reporting you dead--
[Seeing a Corrosion right in front of you sure changes things. Your rude megane buddy scoops up the Enkephalin he's been quietly collecting in the background with an entire (19) and just fucking books it. Absolutely not.
Aya, meanwhile, has not quite managed to get back off the ground after the initial tremor of Baiken's transformation; she's working to steady herself so she can fire her energy gun thing.
Ceiling Bug? No longer a problem. He's definitely Floor Bug now. As in, he's quickly becoming one with the floor as Baiken smashes him into a pulp.
[i feel like this six that i just rolled is thematically appropriate.
anyway, hopkins takes off and throné thinks, very briefly, about throwing her dagger at him and murdering him as he runs away. just briefly! she decides that she does not have time to do this. instead, she turns to ichiban, coughing as she takes his face in her hands and tries to see if he's even conscious.
she can't heal, she already did - she healed herself, and there's a guilt there, something winding and horrible. selfish, she thinks, that was selfish. with a little gasp of a sound, she gently puts ichiban back against the wall, and stands up to face baiken, knife in hand.]
Baiken!
[stop!! except she rolled a six for persuasion so like, i'm assuming she's about to get smeared across the wall.]
with my first double digit roll of 14, there is a fleeting second where maybe baiken heard her name — haha nah she slams down onto the ground again, just norrowly missing pulverizing throné. but that shockwave is gonna aggressively knock her on her ass again. if ichiban wasn't already bleeding out on the floor, it'd get him too. as it stands, he gets more like. aggressively jostled, i suppose. ]
apparently, getting sent to the corrosion wiggler is exactly what ichiban needed to regain the will to continue on. against all odds, he uses his katana to push himself up and stagger back onto his feet. he wipes the blood out of his eyes with the back of his free hand before he bellows, ]
SNAP OUT OF IT, BAIKEN-SAN!!
[ and he charges at her, angling his approach so that her attention is mostly on him, not so much on throné. ]
SHE GOT A 1, SO. She attempts to fire her weapon, and it misses completely, shooting off into the hallway beyond them! That won't be a problem for later!]
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Whoooops~
[She's still kinda shaken.
While Throné and Ichiban contend with her... Baiken is still lost in the Abnormality's corrosion, still awash in violence.
All that time wasted, and for what? It's not like she'll get to kill him in the end anyway. It was all just...
A life lived in violence ends that way. Begins. Ends. Begins. Ends. If you can't destroy what it is you want to destroy, you might as well just...
there's no way that she could stay standing up with that, she's still unsteady. she gets knocked back against the wall pretty fucking hard, and while she doesn't hit her head, she does absolutely get the wind knocked out of her. there's a pretty alarming cracking sound as one of her ribs decides it's giving up the ghost. she slides down the wall, leaving a streak of blood behind her, and decides she's just... going to let ichiban handle this...
get that bread, buddy, fight the like-like, she's going to sit here, completely rattled.]
[ ichiban's words do nothing to quell the violence tearing through her very core. she thrashes and screams, smashing into the side of one of the walls and causing another small quake. in her thrashing and gnashing, her attempt to crush ichiban goes sideways, and instead she hits the floor and writhes. ]
[The power of friendship works, thanks to the nat 20-- no, mostly it's the punch. It's a REALLY good friendship punch, and he manages to smack Baiken back to her senses, sufficiently beating back the corrosion to return her to normal.
However, she's now dealing with the consequences of a critical Ichiban punch while Throné sits against the wall.
Something down the hallway rustles.
The watch is warm again in Throné's boob pocket, by the way, even though no one is actively dead.]
this is why the power of friendship is bad, actually
baiken is laying there, grumbling on the floor. it's not that she can't get up, she is just so incredibly pissed at being punched that if she gets up she'll try to kill ichiban again (real) (not clickbait).
is.. everybody like, dead? are all the enemies dead?
what was the rustling sound. DO I HAVE MY VIAL. throné is going to slowly... pull herself to her feet. she's ignoring the watch? she doesn't need it, nobody is dead.]
[ baiken finally peels herself off the ground, with yet another grumble. she takes stock of the bloody bug pulp, the filth, and ichiban crumpled on the ground. ]
...Let's get going.
[ WE DON'T HAVE TO TALK ABOUT IT 'what about ichiban' WE DON'T HAVE TO TALK ABOUT IT ]
that is to say, yeah, the adrenaline wearing off REALLY hits hard this time. he isn't dead, but he's acutely aware of the pain he's in. he's not sure he can move... but he can at least groan. see? he's fine. ]
[i'm glad that aya is still here. she's a real one.
throné takes an unsteady step towards ichiban, and - she'd crouch normally to try and help him but she is having a hard time breathing. she shoves her vial into her boobs to sit next to the watch. i hope the shit in this vial is poisonous and it explodes.]
Ichiban. We need to go. Can you stand? [she looks up at baiken.] I'll be there in a second.
[ the process to stand back up is slower this time, his breathing more shaky and labored. but he's back on his feet sooner rather than later, giving throné a quick nod to signal that she's good to catch up with baiken. he'll catch up. because, well, he does still want to acknowledge their remaining guide's presence despite her dogshit roll. ]
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[Throné stands and starts to ready herself. Ichiban rushes to Baiken's side to back her up.
And Baiken, as she reaches for her E.G.O., steeps herself in rage and regret... finds that something different happens. It isn't like when Throné felt the presence of the Abnormality within and alongside her, its influence.
"This straightjacket... isn't nearly enough to contain my violence. The hammering in my mind... head... turning to metal....
Ends. Begins. Ends. BEGINS. ENDS!"
She feels its rage filling her, overwhelming her with violence, taking over her mind and body both as the E.G.O. corrodes her and warps her body into something more grotesque. Her companions can at least still tell that this is Baiken, one eye visible beneath the warped metal, body still roughly the same.
Raging out of control, absolutely consumed by the need for violence, she lashes out indiscriminately. She no longer distinguishes friend from foe. She only wants them all to hurt.
The first slamming impact takes out the two bugmen she was facing, and likely knocks Ichiban and Throné both off their feet. Hopkins yells in alarm in the background, and Ceiling Bug stands there frozen, absolutely terrified by the monstrous sight in front of him.]
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throné stands up just enough with ichiban's help only to get knocked off her feet again by the impact of the slam. she hits the ground with a wince, but doesn't make a sound. instead, she scrambles backwards, looking for her knife, trying to get out of baiken's way. you go ahead, girl, kill those dudes. she's going to grab said knife, and move the fuck out of the way, rasping after ichiban:]
Move - move out of her way!
[it is time to let baiken do carnage, she thinks. she'll freak out about the body horror in a bit she's currently disoriented as fuck from nearly being dead.]
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a roll of 4 means he doesn't get up as blood starts to trail down from the top of his head. ]
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[Seeing a Corrosion right in front of you sure changes things. Your rude megane buddy scoops up the Enkephalin he's been quietly collecting in the background with an entire (19) and just fucking books it. Absolutely not.
Aya, meanwhile, has not quite managed to get back off the ground after the initial tremor of Baiken's transformation; she's working to steady herself so she can fire her energy gun thing.
Ceiling Bug? No longer a problem. He's definitely Floor Bug now. As in, he's quickly becoming one with the floor as Baiken smashes him into a pulp.
Good luck with your PvP.]
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anyway, hopkins takes off and throné thinks, very briefly, about throwing her dagger at him and murdering him as he runs away. just briefly! she decides that she does not have time to do this. instead, she turns to ichiban, coughing as she takes his face in her hands and tries to see if he's even conscious.
she can't heal, she already did - she healed herself, and there's a guilt there, something winding and horrible. selfish, she thinks, that was selfish. with a little gasp of a sound, she gently puts ichiban back against the wall, and stands up to face baiken, knife in hand.]
Baiken!
[stop!! except she rolled a six for persuasion so like, i'm assuming she's about to get smeared across the wall.]
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with my first double digit roll of 14, there is a fleeting second where maybe baiken heard her name — haha nah she slams down onto the ground again, just norrowly missing pulverizing throné. but that shockwave is gonna aggressively knock her on her ass again. if ichiban wasn't already bleeding out on the floor, it'd get him too. as it stands, he gets more like. aggressively jostled, i suppose. ]
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apparently, getting sent to the corrosion wiggler is exactly what ichiban needed to regain the will to continue on. against all odds, he uses his katana to push himself up and stagger back onto his feet. he wipes the blood out of his eyes with the back of his free hand before he bellows, ]
SNAP OUT OF IT, BAIKEN-SAN!!
[ and he charges at her, angling his approach so that her attention is mostly on him, not so much on throné. ]
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SHE GOT A 1, SO. She attempts to fire her weapon, and it misses completely, shooting off into the hallway beyond them! That won't be a problem for later!]
[She's still kinda shaken.
While Throné and Ichiban contend with her... Baiken is still lost in the Abnormality's corrosion, still awash in violence.
All that time wasted, and for what? It's not like she'll get to kill him in the end anyway. It was all just...
A life lived in violence ends that way. Begins. Ends. Begins. Ends. If you can't destroy what it is you want to destroy, you might as well just...
Destroy everything else that you can.]
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there's no way that she could stay standing up with that, she's still unsteady. she gets knocked back against the wall pretty fucking hard, and while she doesn't hit her head, she does absolutely get the wind knocked out of her. there's a pretty alarming cracking sound as one of her ribs decides it's giving up the ghost. she slides down the wall, leaving a streak of blood behind her, and decides she's just... going to let ichiban handle this...
get that bread, buddy, fight the like-like, she's going to sit here, completely rattled.]
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aka he punches her with the power of friendship i can't follow this up with anything else goodbye ]
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However, she's now dealing with the consequences of a critical Ichiban punch while Throné sits against the wall.
Something down the hallway rustles.
The watch is warm again in Throné's boob pocket, by the way, even though no one is actively dead.]
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What. [she mumbles to her boobs. what do you want, watch.]
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this is why the power of friendship is bad, actually
baiken is laying there, grumbling on the floor. it's not that she can't get up, she is just so incredibly pissed at being punched that if she gets up she'll try to kill ichiban again (real) (not clickbait).
also yeah a nat 20 hurts, man. ]
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The floor you're all lying on is still gross, just fyi. You're going to smell SO bad after this.]
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is.. everybody like, dead? are all the enemies dead?
what was the rustling sound. DO I HAVE MY VIAL. throné is going to slowly... pull herself to her feet. she's ignoring the watch? she doesn't need it, nobody is dead.]
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...Let's get going.
[ WE DON'T HAVE TO TALK ABOUT IT 'what about ichiban' WE DON'T HAVE TO TALK ABOUT IT ]
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that is to say, yeah, the adrenaline wearing off REALLY hits hard this time. he isn't dead, but he's acutely aware of the pain he's in. he's not sure he can move... but he can at least groan. see? he's fine. ]
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[Update btw.
Everything else here is dead besides Aya, though, yes. She carefully steps forward a bit to help scout, her gun raised.
Throné can have her vial, now that the bugs are dead.]
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throné takes an unsteady step towards ichiban, and - she'd crouch normally to try and help him but she is having a hard time breathing. she shoves her vial into her boobs to sit next to the watch. i hope the shit in this vial is poisonous and it explodes.]
Ichiban. We need to go. Can you stand? [she looks up at baiken.] I'll be there in a second.
... Nice work. [you really fucked those guys up]
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are there any more vials laying around? baiken has a lady pocket, she can snag a spare just in case throné's does in fact explode.
she doesn't answer though, just looking back down the darkened corridor. ]
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[ the process to stand back up is slower this time, his breathing more shaky and labored. but he's back on his feet sooner rather than later, giving throné a quick nod to signal that she's good to catch up with baiken. he'll catch up. because, well, he does still want to acknowledge their remaining guide's presence despite her dogshit roll. ]
Hey... just how many floors does this place have?
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[So that's neat!]
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