Heart Game (Continued)

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[There's nothing]

[Nothing]

[Nothingnothingnothingnothingnothing]

[Isn't that wonderful though?]

Heart Prep | Sign in for SCORED runs | Chumroll | MEMO, oh god | Passive Skills (PLEASE FILL OUT, true godtiers can wait, but need Faketiers when you enter) | Mechanics

IRC: #Voidheart. Plurk pings: Alwaysterrible.

Original Heart Post

ENTER | CHUMROLL CONTINUED | BEDROOM | BREATH | TIME | SPACE | LIFE 1 LIFE 2 | BLOOD 1 BLOOD 2 | MIND | DOOM 1 DOOM 2 | RAGE 1 RAGE 2 | HOPE

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[unguilded]

[ Group hugs are totally a thing.

SUPER SNUGGLY ONES TOO. ]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Group hugs are the best.]

[...and then mood whiplash as you're out of the house and back in the Neighborhood. With your Carapacians.]

[There's also a twelve foot tall robot firing rockets at you.]

[lucciola]

[. . . . THIS IS NOT A GOOD THING I'M PRETTY SURE

g... gonna dive out of the way of firing range, DIO PLS DO THE SAME]

[unguilded]

What the--

[ No I'm gonna die lol cya.

Holding tight onto his Carapacian friend, and leaping half to the side and half up into the air. ]

Looks like we have to keep going, then!

[ And then with that movement, he heads forward to try to get around one of the robot's legs, though not without using his power much like he did on he building to try to literally sweep it off its feet with the wind. ]

[lucciola]

[I LEARNED HOW TO MAKE SHIELDS I can ... surround myself and my Carapacian with a shield before flying over after Dio]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Sadly the drone is a bit harder to keep down than the wall. As soon as it balances goes, it starts FLYING.]

[More rockets coming your way.]

[unguilded]

Ah, damn.

Lucciola! Keep heading forward-- the lab is what we need to find here!

[ So while the robot can fly, that isn't going to stop Rook from continuing to send out blasts of wind as they move, in hopes of at least slowing it down or a particular gust to blow it off course. BAD TAILWINDS FOR YOU!! But he'll also use the winds like he did last time, to help push both him and Lucciola forward faster as they fly. ]

[lucciola]

Ah...

[nodding, but also frowning and trying to will a shield around Dio as well because I s2g YOU'RE NOT GETTING HURT.

... can I make a sword or something if we need to fight this thing]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[You can totally make a spirit sword if you tap into your feelings enough. Can you?]

[It's delaying the robot, and the wind is helping keep the rockets off, but pursuit is still happening!]

[unguilded]

[ How about he tries to pick up a piece a building or debris as they fly forward, hurling it at whatever the hell the robot is shooting the rockets with. ]

[lucciola]

[... I'm pretty sure I can somehow will up a spirit guild knife-sword thing. (those are sharp. real sharp)

which is also throwable look at that. totally aiming for the face of the robot and throwing it hard]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[The debris hits the port for the rockets, which is enough to throw off the drone as it tries to dislodge.]

[Until SPIRIT KNIFE TO THE FACE, and falling, crashing, BOOM.]

[Roll a six sider.]

[unguilded]

[ Yeah SUCK OUR DICKS!

Rolled a 6! ]

[lucciola]

[...well of course I'm awesome]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[Excuse u, Carapacians total adorable when they're not trying to eat you. Though your minion won't be joining you for this part.]

[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 yourselves 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!

[unguilded]

I think I know who you're talking about...

Hey, Roxy.

[lucciola]

[why are all leaders crazy bitches]

... Roxy.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[It is a sad truth. ):]

What?!

[Snapping and glaring at them.]

....who the fuck are you?

[unguilded]

Ah...

[ RUDE!! ]

I'm Rook! We're here to help you in here-- or at the very least, do whatever we can.

[lucciola]

[... 8|]

Yes, he speaks the truth. We are here to help. I am Castling.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Really.

And how are you going to help?

[unguilded]

That part remains to be seen. It's ... not a very good position you seem to be in, here.

[lucciola]

What has happened?

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

What happened? What HASN'T? Jane brainwashed, Dirk MIA, Jake caught and seemed to be having a break down!

[unguilded]

[ Oh did you say Rook's favorite word. He goes silent for slightly longer than he should before he breaks it. ]

And you in here, given a choice like this. Do you think you can find a way out to find the others?

[ Glances around. ]