Between the mysteries of last weekend, the increasing number of visions and unexplained phenomena, and the attack on Vakama yesterday, everyone is likely on edge. When Tails calls you into his lab around noon, you all are likely already aware of how this is going to go.
Once again, a surge of Chaos Energy in the city is what draws you in, though this time it is a much larger burst than before. Sonic and Knuckles are here with you as usual, with Tails remaining behind to look after Vakama and the base. Unlike before, you aren't met with robots or destruction. In fact, this city block looks remarkably peaceful, aside from where Eggman's chroma has overtaken most of the buildings.
"So good of you all to finally arrive."
The voice comes from up above. You recognize it as the one you heard last week, through that gemstone the Tails Doll had. Perched on one of the buildings is a... fox? No, he's larger than Tails, and wearing a large silver mask that obscures most of his features. In one hand he holds Vakama's missing mask; his other is extended with six gemstones floating around it, a soft teal glow from beneath his black glove marking the seventh. There's a different gemstone on the center of his chest as well, though it doesn't look like the fake Chaos Emeralds you've seen before.
"You all have the pleasure of fighting me, Infinite. I am the Doctor's trusted ally... and I have been watching you all. Your struggles with my nightmares and illusions were so... delicious. You have my thanks for the show."
He kicks off the building, floating towards you all and the ground, though stopping high enough up, still out of reach. And for those of you getting any bright ideas, a deep red begins to fill your vision, tinting the corners of it as the very world itself begins to warp around you - this isn't exactly Chicago anymore, you see. The buildings still exist, wrapped in white chroma, though they bend and twist in ways they shouldn't, making it hard to tell what's real and what isn't.
"I'll snuff out your lives here and now for the Doctor's ambitions! Let's see what you're made of!"
[Turo dodges again (17), and - it's just going to keep going like this, isn’t it? Until one of the other of them fails to dodge. Should he...?
He still can’t bring himself to use his Shard power again Arven, but seeing More grappling with him is too much. He reaches out to, at least, try and help get the knife away.]
[Between Turo and More, the knife is wrestled away from Arven. The knife is now in More's hands - and if More's accepted this sin, then he's welcome to stab.
There really isn't anywhere for Arven to go. There's nothing he can really do except be stabbed. He struggles to maintain his form. He glitches in and out, in and out... before finally he can't manage it any longer, and the glitchy effects float upwards, dissipating as they go.]
[ More has accepted the sin. Turo's been cursed with doing this enough times in the maze of his own head. The boy isn't real, he just needs to tell himself that as he brings the knife down.
[Turo flinches away, shutting his eyes, as he sees the knife fall. By the time he opens them again, Arven is only a few motes of red light, drifting upwards. He watches them go until they dissipate to nothing.]
...no, no. It's...
[Okay? He's not. But that wasn't Arven, and it needed to be done. He's glad he didn't have to do it for once.]
[ With all enemies taken care of, More practically deflates. There is no tension left in the way he's standing, but at least he's not dropping to the floor. This was... not a good day. ]
Hopefully this is the last time you'll have to see this.
[ The more optimistic on the squad are planning to take out the mysterious nightmare-causing critter, and all. ]
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He still can’t bring himself to use his Shard power again Arven, but seeing More grappling with him is too much. He reaches out to, at least, try and help get the knife away.]
CLEAR
There really isn't anywhere for Arven to go. There's nothing he can really do except be stabbed. He struggles to maintain his form. He glitches in and out, in and out... before finally he can't manage it any longer, and the glitchy effects float upwards, dissipating as they go.]
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Even so... ]
I'm so sorry...
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...no, no. It's...
[Okay? He's not. But that wasn't Arven, and it needed to be done. He's glad he didn't have to do it for once.]
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Hopefully this is the last time you'll have to see this.
[ The more optimistic on the squad are planning to take out the mysterious nightmare-causing critter, and all. ]
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[He doesn't really know what he's apologizing for - who was she? But she was clearly someone.]