thevoidsdarkhorse | Heart Game (Continued)

[Carapacians are SUPER LISTENING.]

[Also this is a hella powerful gun because when you do hit a robot, it goes down like a ton of bricks with a huge gaping hole in the center.]

[Other five are firing at you though.]

[shooting at the other five as she hopes she can avoid the rockets until she can find something to hide behind, a spot where she'll still be able to kill them]

[Avoiding the rockets, though some debris is gonna hit. Nothing debilitating, but you are gonna have some rather impressive bruises.]

[Manage to take another one down and now you're in a partially collapsed building that would be excellent cover.]

[taking cover, then, and firing through the nearest opening! all the while continuing to hope that the aliens made it to the lab, and that every shot she fires will land.]

[The aliens seem to have cleaned out.]

[You're still under fire, another robot goes down.]

[Roll a ten sider, don't repeat a number.]

[six!]

[You're in jail. With some dog girl in a Space outfit.]

[Have a chat about how you can fuck the laws of physics.]

[But you don't say anything about that burning bitterness in your soul. As it because obvious what you CAN do, the moral question is still in your head. The threat of repeated death is unpleasant, but you can ignore that, push it away, and instead be concerned with the moral question.]

[Do you save the race to have them be enslaved? Or do you let a race die?]

[And you try, try so hard to ignore the feeling eating at you.]

[Suddenly, you are Kaito again, and you are in the cell.]

[And there is Roxy, pacing, glaring at the folder occasionally, sometimes making a green cube, and throwing it away, and she's growling and angry.]

That fucking BITCH! She killed my race and she's trying to guilt me into savin' HERS!

[blinks at that sudden knowledge, and once more once she notices who's there]

...Roxy?

[She looks at you and there's a glare in her eyes.]

Oh, and who are you supposed to be? Another brain slave, or do you get to join me and Jakey in the slammer?

I'm not a slave... You don't recognize me?

Mm, I suppose it doesn't matter much. How do I leave this place?

Good luck trying with stupid wily bitch ass grandmas!

[well then

closing her eyes and believing very hard that she'll be back in the neighborhood when she opens them!]

[Nope.]

...what the fuck are you even doing?

[Roxy is judging you.]

[WORTH A TRY]

I'm trying to get out.

[in that case, rather than believe she'll get out with no explanation, she believes she knows the best way to escape this place as she looks around.]

[Also not working. In fact, it feels like there are walls deliberately blocking you.]

[She snorts.] Escape?

What escape, there is no escape. Doesn't matter how far I run, or where I got, she's fucking THERE.

...If that's the case, then I'll go with you. It'll be easier to defend ourselves if we work as a team. And if we are captured somehow, at least we'll be together.

[She scoffs.] We're already captured!

Where do you think we are?

We're in her clutches because she's controlled the board the whole time! My life, the Game, my POWERS. Manipulating and moving me where she wants me to get what she wants.

...I know. I'm sorry. But I trust that we can find a way out together.

[trying to use her abilities to make this roxy trust in her]

[There's walls that, but....they're wavering.]

And then what?!

[pushing harder]

And then we will figure out what to do. Right now, the most important thing to do is find a way out of here.

That's what I'm SAYING!

Even if we leave, Jade is GONNA FIND US. She fucking TELEPORTS, we can't just run and expect to get away without a plan.

[The walls are still only wavering.]

[push push push]

There's two of us. We can evade her if she comes for us. And I can influence things with the power of my belief.

The power of BELIEF?!

[Oh, wow, the wall slammed up then.]

How do you think we GOT here?

Believe it'll work out, believe there's a way to win, believe...believe shit will CHANGE, but it doesn't! It never changes! In the end, I still have jack squat because of her, and I still have to bend to HER will because in the end, I'm a good fucking person who can't kill off an entire race!

[puts her hands up, placating]

That isn't what I meant...

Do you think I would BE here if I could just leave?

I can walk through fucking WALLS! Literally, I'm not caught because I'm in a cell, I'm caught because I can be dragged back in by the Spacey girl who will fucking torture me if she has to to make me make a stupid fucking spikeball and gog, wouldn't that be a trip when I do want to make it, because, yeah, sure, fun challenge, but because ENTIRE RACE.

Because the Batterwitch knows what she's doing, and I'm a stupid fucking kid.

[So.....much bitterness going on here.]

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