The passage of time in this place is not easily tracked, not without a clock of some sort, anyway. The days may even begin to blend together, only occasionally interrupted by confrontations with the robot spiders or discussion with whoever is on the other end of that terminal.
It seems like things won't change any time soon. But something is off today, and some of you may notice it sooner than others.
The mind-numbing drone of the nearby builder going about its work has been with you from the very start. Located behind the terminal and far down below, it was the first sound you heard upon arriving here. It has been arranging walkways in increasingly complicated and baffling designs, extending them ever outwards into space. This much has not changed at all during your time here; the drone of the machinery moving and metal being slotted into place may even have become somewhat comforting background noise.
It is completely silent today.
The skittering of spider robots through the vents or patrolling the area is not heard either, and though the atmosphere remains as gloomy as ever, the lack of sound will undoubtedly be noticeable to some of you. Thankfully, you can still hear; it's simply that the machines have stopped their usual tasks, for whatever reason.
[Sentinel B has stopped moving, but those of you with mechanical knowledge may realize it isn't quite over yet. Unlike sentinel A, B is sparking. That sparking very quickly spreads from its cores throughout its entire body - it isn't long before B simply explodes.
Those who were near A or were otherwise standing away from B are not in the blast zone, and thus, are safe. Those who managed to pick up something was wrong and got the heck out of dodge are also safe. Vakama successfully pulls Dorothy to safety as well. As for the rest of you, uh.
Those of you acting as shields - Basilio, Raven, Lucifer, and Michael - will all take heavy damage. Basilio still has the remnants of Lark's power to help mitigate the blow, Lucifer has his shield to half the damage of the explosion, and Michael got a 20 so he just fucking parries it like a champ (no but seriously he will take some damage), but uh... sorry, Raven... enjoy dealing with your severe injury.
Sentinel B is defeated.
Only the hum of the builder fills the silence that follows; it seems that you're done with the fighting, at least.]
[Viktor's breath came too fast, sounding like the whirring of fans pushed to their limit to prevent overheating. His leg ached sharply enough that he didn't dare put more than minimal weight on it, staff creaking under an iron grip.]
[Dorothy comes back into herself slow but sure, Vakama's words...not getting a response but echoing in her mind. She looks around, finally aware of everything and looks at the state of...everyone...
...She failed. Again. She--]
Do we--do we have anyone with a healing ability at all?!
[YEAH UH, DOROTHY IS KIND OF SHRIEKING A BIT DON'T MIND HER--]
[The second she starts to squirm for purchase, he'll let her go, pushing back to his feet with a wary glance back around into the weight of the darkness, as though more of those things could jump out at any second while they're distracted with the wounded.]
[ He really does not want to be asking someone clearly distressed right now but he doesn't know who else here has been keeping tracking of their inventory, so: ]
[There's the tap-tapping of light feet on metal, and arriving fashionably late is-]
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What happened...?
[Though apparently she at least came prepared - she has with her a bundle of extra clothing, which she quickly disassembles and begins tearing apart for makeshift bandages.]
Ah, good of you to be late to the series of unfortunate events.
[ No pun intended. :) ]
There was a trap lying in wait for us - in the form of 3 mechanical entities. The last of which self-destructed, causing a heavy amount of damage to our number.
[ A quick, succinct explanation for the new arrival. At least she sort of came prepared. Ish? ]
[Michael throws up an arm to shield his face as he tugs Oscar backwards, so the edge of the explosion catches him there. His sleeve catches on fire, and he casually beats it out with his other hand, dropping his pipe. Turning around, he starts trying to do a headcount.]
[... they're all right. They're both all right for the most part, though it's a moment before Oscar processes this, his breath still coming faster than it really should.]
... thanks.
[It shouldn't have been necessary. He should have been able to save himself.
wolfwood didn't think he would be making a show of his abilities like this but fate had other things to say in the matter, huh? well, good thing for yves that he saved wolfwood earlier and that wolfwood decided to get the fuck away from the remaining sentinel. (you only have one life to live, right?)
sighs. ]
Hey!
[ he'll shout to make himself heard over everyone obviously being upset about people being injured. he'll snap his fingers if needed. ]
Help bring those guys over here to me, if they need help. It'll make it easy for me to take care of them.
[ The explosion happens, and he's just accepted that this is just how it ends now. Hopefully, this time, he can just pass on without issue. In what are probably his last moments, he thinks about his time here, how he's probably gone and gotten Raven killed, and as the light shines bright, he swears that he sees his late sister standing in front of him, holding out her hand, welcoming him in the way he should have been back when death claimed him the first time.
...
That doesn't happen. The light fades. He's...fine. He's fine, things hurt a whole lot but he's at least alive and in much better shape than the shielders are. He doesn't like that Basilio and Lucifer are hurt and that is probably enough to make him feel ill, but then we have Raven... ]
Raven!
[ This is so much worse. For someone so used to not feeling, he sure is feeling a lot right now, and he immediately goes to him. He slings Raven's arm around his shoulders at Wolfwood's call. He doesn't know if he can drag Raven on his own but my god is he going to try. ]
[Lucifer waits until the worst injured are taken care of before he hobbles over to Wolfwood. Fortunately, while he’s bleeding, his own shield blocked it from getting worse.]
I’m glad one of us can heal, though it seems a little fraught that it’s up to you alone.
[Oof ow ouch... even with Lark's power up, and his power up, that still hurts - and considering the drawback of his own is that even with the def buff he takes more damage...
Yeah, he's a bit worse for wear. The slash on his side is still bleeding, and the explosion knocks him to the ground where he just kind of. Sits. For a bit.]
following wolfwood having his healing boosted by oscar, he'll approach bas and give his injury a look over before healing him with the same simple white glow that he had been previously. it just looks a bit brighter than when he used it to heal raven.
[The last thing Raven sees is the sparks coming from the robot before the world explodes into white around him.
Huh. Never thought he'd find himself reenacting a scene that's been burned into the forefront of his mind for the last ten years.
...
When the dust settles, he can be found toppled over a ways off from the explosion site- battered, bloody and smoking a little. But he's alive? At least? He's just not going to be moving anytime soon.]
Shin is super late with no Starbucks, but as he descends the last few stairs with quiet steps, he finds himself staring at the mess of injured people and whatever remains of the machines that were beat to hell and/or exploded.
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Those who were near A or were otherwise standing away from B are not in the blast zone, and thus, are safe. Those who managed to pick up something was wrong and got the heck out of dodge are also safe. Vakama successfully pulls Dorothy to safety as well. As for the rest of you, uh.
Those of you acting as shields - Basilio, Raven, Lucifer, and Michael - will all take heavy damage. Basilio still has the remnants of Lark's power to help mitigate the blow, Lucifer has his shield to half the damage of the explosion, and Michael got a 20 so he just fucking parries it like a champ (no but seriously he will take some damage), but uh... sorry, Raven... enjoy dealing with your severe injury.
Sentinel B is defeated.
Only the hum of the builder fills the silence that follows; it seems that you're done with the fighting, at least.]
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Is...
[Gods, he was terrified of the answer.]
...is everyone alive?
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[give. give her a couple of seconds, what the fuck--]
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cw weird robot body horror, cauterization
cw weird robot body horror, cauterization
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uh. okay. yeah. um.]
Who has healing abilities? There are those of you who do, are there not? We need you to take care of the injured.
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...She failed. Again. She--]
Do we--do we have anyone with a healing ability at all?!
[YEAH UH, DOROTHY IS KIND OF SHRIEKING A BIT DON'T MIND HER--]
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[ She touches her left eye, no longer black since the mysterious drive-by healer. ]
Someone can, b-but I don't know who!
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Do we have medical supplies?
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[ They're not good with this but they offer (1) semi-helpful comment for once. ]
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-!
What happened...?
[Though apparently she at least came prepared - she has with her a bundle of extra clothing, which she quickly disassembles and begins tearing apart for makeshift bandages.]
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[ No pun intended. :) ]
There was a trap lying in wait for us - in the form of 3 mechanical entities. The last of which self-destructed, causing a heavy amount of damage to our number.
[ A quick, succinct explanation for the new arrival. At least she sort of came prepared. Ish? ]
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[Michael throws up an arm to shield his face as he tugs Oscar backwards, so the edge of the explosion catches him there. His sleeve catches on fire, and he casually beats it out with his other hand, dropping his pipe. Turning around, he starts trying to do a headcount.]
Anybody down?
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... thanks.
[It shouldn't have been necessary. He should have been able to save himself.
He should have been better than this.]
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wolfwood didn't think he would be making a show of his abilities like this but fate had other things to say in the matter, huh? well, good thing for yves that he saved wolfwood earlier and that wolfwood decided to get the fuck away from the remaining sentinel. (you only have one life to live, right?)
sighs. ]
Hey!
[ he'll shout to make himself heard over everyone obviously being upset about people being injured. he'll snap his fingers if needed. ]
Help bring those guys over here to me, if they need help. It'll make it easy for me to take care of them.
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...
That doesn't happen. The light fades. He's...fine. He's fine, things hurt a whole lot but he's at least alive and in much better shape than the shielders are. He doesn't like that Basilio and Lucifer are hurt and that is probably enough to make him feel ill, but then we have Raven... ]
Raven!
[ This is so much worse. For someone so used to not feeling, he sure is feeling a lot right now, and he immediately goes to him. He slings Raven's arm around his shoulders at Wolfwood's call. He doesn't know if he can drag Raven on his own but my god is he going to try. ]
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We can use these, too, if needed.
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The pink big sis said we weren't in danger of running out yet but uh, we'll see after this.
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I’m glad one of us can heal, though it seems a little fraught that it’s up to you alone.
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Yeah, he's a bit worse for wear. The slash on his side is still bleeding, and the explosion knocks him to the ground where he just kind of. Sits. For a bit.]
Are we alive, then?
[Yeah, not worried about himself, either.]
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following wolfwood having his healing boosted by oscar, he'll approach bas and give his injury a look over before healing him with the same simple white glow that he had been previously. it just looks a bit brighter than when he used it to heal raven.
be free and be healthy bas!!! ]
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Actually he might need to be looked at.]
S-shit…
[He looks behind at Yves.]
Are you unharmed?
Are you okay?
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Huh. Never thought he'd find himself reenacting a scene that's been burned into the forefront of his mind for the last ten years.
...
When the dust settles, he can be found toppled over a ways off from the explosion site- battered, bloody and smoking a little. But he's alive? At least? He's just not going to be moving anytime soon.]
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Shin is super late with no Starbucks, but as he descends the last few stairs with quiet steps, he finds himself staring at the mess of injured people and whatever remains of the machines that were beat to hell and/or exploded.
Well then.]
...What happened?
[Like, he can tell there was a fight but uh.]
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He inhales. Exhales.
Is this what their friends are up against..? What the hell are they supposed to do to help? They barely scrapped through this fight.]
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Nat2me would like us to gather by the terminal. They believe it is no longer safe for us to be here and I assume they're planning to extract us.
I can help wrap any wounds, but if the uninjured could please assist anyone who needs it on the way back, that would be appreciated.
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