You hop through the ring portals, barely escaping Eggman's forces and making it through (mostly) unscathed. On the plus side, you're all here - in fact, you'll find Tails and Vakama nearby, with the fox having brought your pal here too.
But unfortunately, "here" is not exactly the best place to be.
"Back here again...? Sheesh, I really can't catch a break.
"What is this place, Sonic?"
"This is the space between worlds. The void, I guess you could call it."
Everywhere you look there's a whole lot of nothing. Gemstone-like shards litter this reality in all sorts of shapes and sizes, serving as obstacles or platforms; they're sturdy enough to walk and stand on, but this world's rules are a little different from what you're used to. For one, gravity doesn't really work properly - you may find yourself floating or walking upside-down on a shard you didn't mean to end up on, and it's going to take some getting used to.
There's not really much to do or see here either - at least, not for now. You're welcome to explore this strange place, but you won't find anything particularly interesting... with one notable exception as seen in the comment below.
No matter where you go, no matter what you do, you'll feel like you're being watched.
[If you choose to explore the Void, you may eventually run across one of the shards that isn't behaving like the rest of them. Most simply remain still, floating in the void with no movement whatsoever. This one is floating backwards, however; away from you and the portals you came from. It isn't moving all that quickly, and you can catch up to it, if you'd like.
The most immediate thing you'll notice as you approach is that something clearly struck this shard, and hard. It left a crater of impact, further shattering the shard into pieces, and from the rubble emerges...
...Is that Infinite?
Yeah, unfortunately Infinite's still alive. He still has Vakama's mask - and it's even intact and not damaged, yay!]
You!
[He holds out a hand as if to do something but... well, a whole lot of nothing happens. The Phantom Ruby on his chest is missing and though the fake Chaos Emerald on the back of his hand glows, it doesn't call forth any sort of power and the jackal hisses out a sound that's half-pissed, half-pained.]
Why are you here?
[Or maybe you come across him later, after he's calmed down a bit and has taken to sulking brooding on this shard, far away from everyone else. He won't greet you, but he does look over, watching your approach.]
If, for some reason, anyone wants to talk to the cube, they can.
But, they will not be approaching anyone this time around. If someone does approach, they flash one of their usual smirks (what? Did anyone expect that to just suddenly die?) ]
Quite an escape we just made, hm?
[ Surprisingly, they don't seem in a bad mood. Depending on who approaches, though, they might pause to see if the individual is looking alright, or maybe they're just double-checking there's no illusions. Who can say. ]
[Rio will linger by the portal long enough to make sure everyone made it out, but...
Well, once she's confirmed that, she's just gonna like. Tentatively float/bounce her way deeper into the Void until she finds a nice little platform to lay down log-style on, staring into the darkness as she rests.]
So Dorothy is just going to fucking collapse on the nearest, most stable place she can find and just. Lay down and catch her breath for a while. She's still a fucking mess and she is in desperate need of repairs, but they're alive. They're alive.
That's what matters most.
If anyone happens to join her, she doesn't move much, but she will flick her gaze over.]
...Faring okay, I hope?
((ooc: replies to come tomorrow. i am getting stupid tonight.))
[ if anyone with lingering injuries want/need a healing, then wolfwood will be more than happy to provide given that they're currently in the void, not that them not being in the void would have changed anything. it's just that there are far less ways to fix yourself up here independently.
...which is exactly where wolfwood lands himself. it's fine though. he's just going to ride out one of these platforms that'll take him upside down for a bit. he probably should be more worked up than he is but a lot sure did happen.... sometimes you got nothing going on in your head and then sometimes you got too much going on in your head.
[Once the mask was returned and everything settled about as much as it could, Viktor could be found securing the hoverboard to his back again and looking way too calm for the current surroundings.]
[Floating idly in thin air like it was second nature, he spent a long time staring out at the endless expanse of next to nothing. Either lost in thought, or just quietly disociating clear out of his own frame. It was hard to say.]
[Fukuda is NOT going to ask Wolfwood for healing, so instead he's going to be off to the side, tearing his own shirt into strips to fashion into makeshift bandages for the frankly pretty gnarly wound he has in his shoulder.
He's not quite got that cold dead look he had during parts of the fight, but he's still markedly more serious and low energy than usual.]
[It's a helluva thing, floating through a black void of stars and rocks. Nothing like this compared to her life in Zaun. Maybe... this was the sort of thing she'd set out in search for.
Almost took her mind off the bruising and aches of her body. Almost.
Not content to just sit on a rock, Jinx has taken the liberty of straddling her minigun and firing the trigger routinely to propel herself through the void. At least it isn't too loud out here.
Every so often it takes her close to one of her allies.]
[...well. Japser supposes he should settle down and take his armor off so he can check the damage and patch himself up. but before that, he's going to check out his surroundings with a sense of distaste...]
...I believe I preferred our first accommodations. Nothing to do but try to make camp, I suppose...
[ Hm! Well! That was, as the youths might say, a character developing experience!
After checking in on Mafuyu and lending her his cloak, Gyles is going to find a place to just... sit down and process everything. Because boy oh boy is there a lot to process.
Though anybody walking/hopping/what-have-you by might draw him out of his own head and catch his attention. Enough for him to ask: ] You hangin' in there?
[As they stumble into the alien space, Turo dashes off his ever-present lab coat to start patting out the flames on the back. It's not entirely burning up, the cloth too thick to go up that quickly, but several large holes have been singed straight through it. That jumpsuit he always wears didn't escape that fate. Neither did his skin - on his back, there's several patches of metal and a darker flexible material visible beneath all the burnt-away layers, also burnt and pockmarked from laser fire.
His movements are stiff and he doesn't attempt to bend his spine at all once the coat's off, but he's at least upright and capable of moving. Better than one can say for several others. After checking in on Dorothy and a few others, he goes to sit on the edge of the rock, laying the coat out over his legs and examining the holes. The repairs he needs are either not ones he can get to, such as his back, or ones he doesn't want to try making here and now. And of course he's not presenting himself for medical or technological attention from anyone else. Probably doesn't mean he couldn't use it, though!]
[The mask is brought to Tails, and Tails brings it to Vakama's body. There are no visible methods of attachment, but the magnetized pull can practically be seen when it gets close enough to his face.
There's an immediate tremor down his body, with the faint sounds of thousands of mechanical parts seizing back into motion in a slow cascading rhythm. A deep, choking breath, as eyes flicker back to life, first pinpoint, then fading out to normal.
Where...
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Where are they? And why in Mata Nui's name did his head feel like it was about to explode?
He's gonna need a minute before he even attempts to sit up and get his bearings on the changes to their environment. But Vakama is now awake.]
[Today has really left Oscar feeling like a certain someone has been looking out for him. The number of hits that he'd taken that should by all rights have been fatal... he has the devil's own luck, that's for sure, but isn't that what he's always said about himself?
He isn't sure whether it's a blessing or a curse, though he doesn't have the time to think on it. Not right now. Right now what's important is making sure that Mafuyu is going to be all right for the time being and that Lark is also similarly in decent shape. It's easy to shrug off the pain when he's focusing on something else, blink away the darkness that threatens to close in on the edges of his vision. But for all that it's a wonderful and useful thing in the moment, adrenaline can only hold out for so long, and this time there's no warning as the darkness suddenly crashes over him like a tide; he wobbles for a moment, then drops like a puppet whose strings have been cut.
Well. At least it wasn't in the middle of the fight itself?
Later on, once he's conscious and at least somewhat patched up, he can be found sitting (or more specifically reclining, as sitting up all the way takes energy that he doesn't have at the moment) on one of the shards, a cigarette in one hand as he just takes slow drags on it. He's surprisingly somber compared to his usual demeanor, but maybe that's simply the result of being exhausted.
Either way, he won't say no to company if you'd like to join him.]
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The most immediate thing you'll notice as you approach is that something clearly struck this shard, and hard. It left a crater of impact, further shattering the shard into pieces, and from the rubble emerges...
...Is that Infinite?
Yeah, unfortunately Infinite's still alive. He still has Vakama's mask - and it's even intact and not damaged, yay!]
You!
[He holds out a hand as if to do something but... well, a whole lot of nothing happens. The Phantom Ruby on his chest is missing and though the fake Chaos Emerald on the back of his hand glows, it doesn't call forth any sort of power and the jackal hisses out a sound that's half-pissed, half-pained.]
Why are you here?
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there's nothing to do. but god. )
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If, for some reason, anyone wants to talk to the cube, they can.
But, they will not be approaching anyone this time around. If someone does approach, they flash one of their usual smirks (what? Did anyone expect that to just suddenly die?) ]
Quite an escape we just made, hm?
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Well, once she's confirmed that, she's just gonna like. Tentatively float/bounce her way deeper into the Void until she finds a nice little platform to lay down log-style on, staring into the darkness as she rests.]
late but i'm here
hewwo owo
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So Dorothy is just going to fucking collapse on the nearest, most stable place she can find and just. Lay down and catch her breath for a while. She's still a fucking mess and she is in desperate need of repairs, but they're alive. They're alive.
That's what matters most.
If anyone happens to join her, she doesn't move much, but she will flick her gaze over.]
...Faring okay, I hope?
((ooc: replies to come tomorrow. i am getting stupid tonight.))
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...which is exactly where wolfwood lands himself. it's fine though. he's just going to ride out one of these platforms that'll take him upside down for a bit. he probably should be more worked up than he is but a lot sure did happen.... sometimes you got nothing going on in your head and then sometimes you got too much going on in your head.
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[Floating idly in thin air like it was second nature, he spent a long time staring out at the endless expanse of next to nothing. Either lost in thought, or just quietly disociating clear out of his own frame. It was hard to say.]
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He's not quite got that cold dead look he had during parts of the fight, but he's still markedly more serious and low energy than usual.]
... Somehow it feels like we lost that fight.
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Almost took her mind off the bruising and aches of her body. Almost.
Not content to just sit on a rock, Jinx has taken the liberty of straddling her minigun and firing the trigger routinely to propel herself through the void. At least it isn't too loud out here.
Every so often it takes her close to one of her allies.]
So... that sucked, right?
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...I believe I preferred our first accommodations. Nothing to do but try to make camp, I suppose...
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After checking in on Mafuyu and lending her his cloak, Gyles is going to find a place to just... sit down and process everything. Because boy oh boy is there a lot to process.
Though anybody walking/hopping/what-have-you by might draw him out of his own head and catch his attention. Enough for him to ask: ] You hangin' in there?
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His movements are stiff and he doesn't attempt to bend his spine at all once the coat's off, but he's at least upright and capable of moving. Better than one can say for several others. After checking in on Dorothy and a few others, he goes to sit on the edge of the rock, laying the coat out over his legs and examining the holes. The repairs he needs are either not ones he can get to, such as his back, or ones he doesn't want to try making here and now. And of course he's not presenting himself for medical or technological attention from anyone else. Probably doesn't mean he couldn't use it, though!]
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There's an immediate tremor down his body, with the faint sounds of thousands of mechanical parts seizing back into motion in a slow cascading rhythm. A deep, choking breath, as eyes flicker back to life, first pinpoint, then fading out to normal.
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Where are they? And why in Mata Nui's name did his head feel like it was about to explode?
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He isn't sure whether it's a blessing or a curse, though he doesn't have the time to think on it. Not right now. Right now what's important is making sure that Mafuyu is going to be all right for the time being and that Lark is also similarly in decent shape. It's easy to shrug off the pain when he's focusing on something else, blink away the darkness that threatens to close in on the edges of his vision. But for all that it's a wonderful and useful thing in the moment, adrenaline can only hold out for so long, and this time there's no warning as the darkness suddenly crashes over him like a tide; he wobbles for a moment, then drops like a puppet whose strings have been cut.
Well. At least it wasn't in the middle of the fight itself?
Later on, once he's conscious and at least somewhat patched up, he can be found sitting (or more specifically reclining, as sitting up all the way takes energy that he doesn't have at the moment) on one of the shards, a cigarette in one hand as he just takes slow drags on it. He's surprisingly somber compared to his usual demeanor, but maybe that's simply the result of being exhausted.
Either way, he won't say no to company if you'd like to join him.]
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cw: slight suicidal ideation how many times is today going to make me break this one out?
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