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The Icon of Sloth (Demon Lords 2G)
Mae
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Post by Mae on Nov 24, 2019 0:06:15 GMT
That was actually a pretty damn good question that Belphemon asked. Was this really that much worse? Let's assume it not only was, but that Mae did have way too much going on right now. She did, she honestly did. She turned to face the Gotsumon, and noted how haggard they had seemed.
...No wonder Sloth had gotten to them, it kind of seemed like they had worked themselves down to the mineral. Whatever this chill was, though, it meant one thing in Mae's mind. She could not linger. The Rasielmon started to trudge back the way she came, the chill and numbness actually slowing her down a touch.
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Yet, what was that warmth?
"Is this a trick of yours, Sloth?" ...Might as well ask, even if through gritted teeth.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2019 16:17:00 GMT
”Well I got to him, or rather one of my clones did. And There’s a group of people out there looking for him too. Now I just tell them where I saw him and we go take care of this.”
The ancient raguelmon stepped back, looking over the petaldramon. She felt bad for them and then would let out a small sigh. So he wouldn’t resist if they got to him and he seemed to think it’d be hard to land a blow on the demonlord. She’d grit her teeth and clench her hands.
”Nothing is impossible. We will fight him. We will find him and we will win. I don’t care how long it takes.”
Holly exhaled and let her body take that light of digivolution again. Replacing the raguelmon was now a much smaller meicrackmon. The ultimate that had come along in the first place. She’d flick her ears and consider his question.
”One went ‘south’ and the other went ‘north’. If the locations are as straightforward as the rest have been finding them won’t be difficult. Jade?”
”Going north would yield mae while going south would yield carlos and the others. Both of them have a good track record but… this is a demonlords home. Perhaps trusting in mae’s sight would be for the best.”
”All right. Petaldramon. We’ll be back after we’ve dealt with sloth.”
Holly would turn on her heel, taking off back the way she came. Once she got to the ‘center’ cavern the meicrackmon looked to and fro. ‘North’ was mae. ‘South’ was her uncles. Snapping a finger she would bring a pair of scout clone into existence.
”Lets get to work.”
Holly grimaced and headed towards the tunnel that she knew to be the one that lead to sloth. She had a feeling she might be able to end this with words rather than blades. Maybe. She wasn't entirely sure, but if she had the others with her maybe it'd be harder? Or easier? She wasn't sure. But she had to try. If her clone could get through this in that way she'd do the same!
The first clone would head 'north' to mae and would run as quickly as it could while the second was a little more cautious. Perhaps it was because it felt the need to be more cautious in a route containing it's uncles... that or maybe it was a slightly different personality than the other clone! Who knew really?
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Post by Carlos Rey on Nov 26, 2019 2:10:29 GMT
At last it seemed the twins' efforts were rewarded as the Volcdramon slowly sunk back into the lava, and at least for the time being didn't resurface. Had he been a bit less antagonistic against the trio, they might have felt the slightest concern for him. After all he put them through however? "And stay down, you prick!" Funniliy enough it was Gio of all people that decided to taunt the seemingly retreating dragon, roaring at the lava river for good measure, his brother giving him a puzzled glance immediatelly afterwards. "Sorry, but he was just so annoying though!"Their attention was soon redirected to behind them and close to the human, as they heard the unmistakeable sound of stone smashing against the ground. As they turned around the two devils found themselves witness to a rather odd scene of the previously unmoving statues having changed positions, one of them seemingly having found a way to smash itself against the rocky floor. And below them was Carlos, his gaze fixated on the Gargoylemon, but especially on the one that seemed to be taking a more...aggressive stance. All this was obviously taking a toll on the poor man, who was visibly and rapidly becoming more and more agitated. "Carlos, what-""Keep your eyes on them." He snapped back, interrupting the confused Belphemon's obvious inquiry. "Don't even blink if you can help it." That was easier said than done, obviously, what with the hot air and ashes making it harder for any of them to keep their eyes from watering constantly. While he was certainly on edge, some of that was momentarily put at ease as Dio took at step forward, putting his large frame between the man and the many statues, a somewhat smug grin plastered on his face. "Please, they're like half my size. They are no threat to us."As if to prove this, he'd bring his glowing claw down on top of the one in the fighting stance, intending to smash it to bits there and then. Should be easy enough to do so while they were stationary, right? Dio tries to smash one of the Gargoylemon with Dimension Cut.
Dimension Cut: In a brutal display of power Belphemon slashes forward with his claws, after which a barrage of ethereal slashes cut the recently slashed area, dealing high damage. One post cooldown.
Cooldowns: Dio: Red Volt: (1/3) Gauntlet of Tartarus (2/3) Dimension Cut (0/1)
Gio Infernal Monsoon: (1/4) Dark Comet: (2/3) Dark Claw - Subdue: (2/4)
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Post by Bonetrousled? on Dec 3, 2019 0:31:59 GMT
"You can only feel so cold, you know," Belphemon pointed out. "Kinda gets numb after a while. But, hey, it's pretty soothing, right? If you can't get your hands on a nice blanket, it'll do in a pinch." It seemed less a trick and more simple biology. Granted, anyone who knew enough about their biology would also know that such a level of numbness was rarely a good sign.
Unfortunately, it was also a comforting one. As Mae started spurring herself to move, the full force of the cold would start to reassert herself. Fresh off of the warm feeling of numbness, the cold would bite twice as hard. Any movement of Mae's muscles would bring forth another frozen sting, and her body would feel as if heavy wind was pushing against it. And if she were to stop moving? Well, suddenly the pleasant, numb warmness would be back, spreading throughout her cold body like a soothing dip in a hot tub.
She could feel that comfortable all the time. All she'd need to do is give up on moving any further.
"Maybe you'll remember he is. And I'm sure he'll remember where he is. But I'm not quite sure the cave will remember where he is," Petaldramon said. "You've got a good idea going, sure. But don't think it'll all be smooth sailing from here." With that warning, Petaldramon let Holly run off. It seemed like, at the very least, she thought she had this under control. And who was he to stop her? Even if his wounds were healing, they were doing so at an agonizingly slow rate. The best thing he could do for now was to just keep laying here.
Holly's first clone would find herself tracing Mae's footsteps perfectly, running right into a dead end in the process. Mae, a Digimon capable of flight, was able to easily scale the mine shaft and discover the slumbering Gotsumon who had tapped into it. But Holly's Meicrack form was not capable of such feats. Would she be able to make the climb? Or would she be forced to turn back, so close to the initiation of a successful plan?
Her second clone arrived just in time to overlook a swirling maelstrom of lava. Holly's uncles would be far on the other side, diligently dancing around a series of rather immobile Gargoylemon. How strange. Would she brave the swirling rapids to try and meet them, or would she wait until they were finished?
Their means of solving this puzzle boiled down to smashing the most aggressive looking of the four statues. It shuddered violently from the hit, but otherwise seemed completely unphased. It didn't seem to repel Dio's strike. Neither did it seem to ignore it. To Dio's perspective, he would feel like he had cleanly bisected his foe. However, there wasn't even a single crack along its surface. How strange.
With neither Dio, Gio, nor Carlos blinking, none of the statues made a move. If they were to rotate watches like this, could they keep them frozen there forever? Moreover, was that even what they wanted to do?
They'd need to consider the matter quickly. The chills they'd started to feel deepened into a piercing cold.
As for Holly herself? Well, she'd be faced with the same blackness her clone had faced before. Yet this time, at least she was equipped with the answers.
Right?
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2019 20:25:38 GMT
She did remember where he was.
He would remember where he was.
But this place wouldn’t remember where he was? That was the principle of it. The aura that he exuded made it difficult for even the digital world itself to remember where things were? The meicrackmon growled a little bit at this annoying prospect.
”First a sovereign and now a demonlord. Things are never bloody easy are they?”
She was glad that she was able to at least help out the petaldramon and maybe on a later date they’d be able to converse. Maybe she’d give him a name or something, she was thinking something purple. Like Wist after Wisteria or maybe Sage? Something silly and simple for the future. She couldn’t help the way her mind seemed to roll…
The first clone grimaced a bit and looked up and down, noting the distinct problem she had here. The lack of wings. She could climb down rather quickly given how speedy this form was and still keep up with things. Exhaling softly the meicrackmon considered what else she could do. If the mineshaft was big enough she could actually jump from one side to the other and slide down while also keeping her own rate of ascent to a controlled variable.
It was either that or take the slow climb.
Growling to herself the clone would back away enough and consider how much force she’d have to put into this. Then she’d take a running start at the wall, kicking it up to high gear before kicking off the wall… to the next… and the next… and the next. She’d do this until she got to the top. Her training from the short time of her assassinating was really honestly something she needed to utilize more often. She wasn’t just some kitten.
She was...
Nipping at the tail coats of something greater.
The second clone arrived at the swirling maelstrom of lava. Her expression went from a ‘okay we’ve got this’ to a ‘really’ sort in literally one second flat. She’d rub her eyes and just shake her head. She hadn’t the faintest idea what these others were doing and unlike her true self she couldn’t just digivolve to fly over this. Or have something to deal with it. She’d lean a bit to look at the lava and frown.
She’d have to wait. She wasn’t going to risk throwing off the real holly of what she had to do. So she’d fold her arms and stare at the group, they seemed to be dealing with some strange… Gargoyles? What was she supposed to do here really?
The real holly was given the same challenge as her clone was. She’d walk a good way into the darkness, knowing that the light at the end wasn’t going to get any closer. Her clone had taken time and time again to figure it out. But with the answers of this place she’d close her eyes. Close her ears. Stifle her movements.
She had been told by her mother that she had spent months meditating in one place. A place that now was strangely powerful with her energies. A place that the meicrackmon could feel out even from here. A place she felt connected to in some fashion or another. A guiding light of sorts.
She’d close off further than her clone, she’d let herself drift into that abyss. She wasn’t letting it take her so much as letting it guide her. She wasn’t letting her senses fall into rot, but she wasn't pulling away.
How long would she delve into this? Hopefully long enough to where she could get to where she needed to go… but also where she could pull back. A soft sigh escaped her lips and she’d speak softly.
”Can we talk? Are you the sort to strike first and ask questions later? I brought bento for my companions and myself but… I packed one extra for you.”
She knew she wouldn't hear the answer or maybe she wouldn't even get one. It was that strange coldness of the abyss that she had to deal with up until she was allowed inside.
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Mae
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Post by Mae on Dec 11, 2019 20:54:26 GMT
Of course the cold got numb after a while. That's what freezing does. "No shit, Sherlock." The Ophanim uttered through gritted teeth. As painful as this was, it was a staunch reminder that she couldn't just up and stop. "You're the absolute fucking worst at being lazy, you know? You can't just sit back and keep your crap to yourself, no, you have to be like one of the myriad of absolute Sovereign-damned dullards that I have to save constantly and drag everybody down with you because you're just that fucking worthless. Try as you might, you're not stopping me. I'll get to the end of this cavern of crap even if I die trying. And you won't lift a finger to stop me, won't you?"
That quiet rant aside, she figured the solution to this was just to go down the shaft and get near some lava, right? That was warm. Convection would probably beat out the cold...The question was if the Rasielmon could get back to where she started in time to make a descent down the shaft, and if the elevator hadn't done anything to block her path.
But, would she even make it there, despite the biting cold?
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Post by Carlos Rey on Dec 18, 2019 2:34:23 GMT
It wasn't hard to imagine the look in everyone's face as Dio swiped at the menacing statue, piercing through it's rocky exterior and...nothing seemed to happen. Things were just the same as they were a moment ago. For all intents and purposes Dio's claw had hit its mark, there was no question about it. Yet the statue stood there, unfettered and unharmed, as the belphemon had just swatted at a puff of smoke. The trio looked aghast, unsure if what they were seeing was even real at this point.
"D-did you miss?" The Hadesmon asked perplexed, only to get a reply that sounded (somewhat amusingly) just as confused.
"I'm actually not too sure..."
The man bit his lip, his anxiety slowly but surely building up by the second, his mind racing as it considered their possibilities. Clearly they couldn't simply destroy the statue through conventional means, perhaps even touching it was outside their grasp. Carlos looked around, hoping the twins would keep their watch on the gargoyle to keep it rooted in place for the time being. Despite the chills going down his spine, it was still not enough to make him ignore the almost suffocatting heat from the lava...which soon gave him another idea.
"Gio, try to grab the statue and throw it into the lava...and don't look at it until I say so, ok?" The man instructed, the twins giving him a quick but puzzled look, before the Hadesmon made his way next to the statue, his hands reaching forward and trying to feel where the statue stood, all while the other two locked eyes with the gargoyle. Once Gio's hands were carefully placed around the statue the man spoke again.
"Alright, now when I say "go" I want you to grab that thing as tightly as possible and then look at it. Dio, when I say that I want you to stop looking at it."
"This plan better not get you killed, dumbass." Dio grimaced, to which Carlos simply replied with a sincere "Likewise."
They stood there in silence for a moment, nothing but the sound of the bubbling lava and their breathing for company. The man's body tensed up just before he yelled the order.
"Go!" Following that they would all cease visual contact with the Gargoylemon as Gio quickly clutched his claws shut, hoping to grab onto the surely soon to be moving statue before opening his eyes and looking back at it, hoping that once he did he'd find the odd thing within his grasp.
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Post by Bonetrousled? on Dec 18, 2019 20:53:39 GMT
"That's nice," Belphemon said. "I mean. Can't say I really care what you do one way or another. I only even know you're here because you're all so loud about it." A slight sigh escaped, echoing through Mae's head. "You're really dead-set on finding me, huh? Kind of a bummer."
By now, the cold would be so punishing that it would be difficult for Mae to move. She'd be going maybe at a quarter of her previous speed, and every time she started to accelerate past that point the cold would bite into her more painfully. With the edge of the elevator shaft still so far away, the only relief she'd be able to get would be the numb warmth of stopping. Yet each time she'd stop, she'd return right back to her slow speed. It was a catch-22: would the need for comfort hold her back, or would her need to escape cause her more and more pain?
Yet thankfully, help was on the way. It would just take a good while for that help to get there. Holly's clone would find that, as soon as she tried springing off of the walls of the mineshaft, the walls were far more slippery than she might expect. Keeping to expected pacing would simply leave her slipping down to the floor. Instead, she'd need to jump more quickly and precisely than she might expect, leaving barely any time to start sliding between jumps. Fortunately, that would be well within Holly's capabilities, but it may have taken her a few tries to get up there.
When she finally made it, she would see Mae far on the horizon. The poor Digimon seemed to be moving in slow motion, with nothing but piles of rocks surrounding her. Was she okay?
Whereas Mae was stuck near the ice, Carlos was busy playing with fire. He and his Digimon were able to move and lift the Gargoylemon without any problems, Gio only looking away for a split second to get a grip on him. Once Gio reopened his eyes, however, he would be in for a shock: instead of an intact Gargoylemon in his claws, Gio would be holding two halves of a completely bisected Digimon. Gargoylemon's head, shoulders, and right arm, would be clutched in his left claw, and its hips and left leg would be clutched in the other. Its torso, left arm, and right leg clattered to the floor unceremoniously, making the hollow thud of stone-on-stone as they fell.
Clearly Gio's strike had made its mark. Yet even death paused while the Gargoylemon were being watched. And Holly would be just in time for this grisly spectacle.
Yet the Gargoylemon were not the only things being watched. If Carlos, Dio, and Gio looked back at the remaining two Gargoylemon, they would see that they were now staring right back at them. The one planked on the ground was trying its hardest to crawl away, and the one punching at the floor was pointing an accusatory finger with its remaining hand. The cracks on the former's back and latter's head were glowing brightly.
That left Holly, surrounded by pure darkness on all sides. With all of her senses closed out, she would have no idea if her offer was accepted. She would have no idea she had even found her location. Heck, she would have no idea if she had even been moving. Yet she still chose to press onwards, still chose to speak, and still chose to make the sacrifice of letting her senses drift away in the first place.
How long would she hold onto such pure, unadulterated nothingness? Would she trust in her judgment, or let it waver?
Would she even allow herself to think, and make such considerations? Or would that, too, be sacrificed?
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Post by Deleted on Dec 31, 2019 17:42:35 GMT
The first clone was able to use her physical prowess to climb the shaft. Sure it took some time to get up there but damn she felt exhilaration doing so! She’d slide to a halt and rub her face, giving it a gentle pap to sort of keep her blood flowing. Staying put in this place was dangerous no? Her eyes locked on mae, noting her posture and how slow she was moving. With a small tch she’d hurry over, bent on helping the mon along if allowed, they needed to get them back to the main shaft… that way they could explain better what would need to be done to get to where they thought sloth was at!
The second clone was getting nervous standing at the edge of the lava and considering everything… Well she’d try to get their attention by jumping around and waving her arms. Hopefully they would notice, she didn’t want to call out just in case there was an enemy waiting somewhere she didn’t know about!
Now came holly. The true and proper holly. Surrounded by darkness, not knowing if her offer was accepted. No idea if she had found the place she was going, yet she strove forward. Breathing out those short breaths and dealing with the ‘pain’ of each sense drifting away from her. She was right about the place her clone had been right?
How long was she able to hold this? She had to think. It was getting hard. But she yanked, she tugged, she tried to move forward. Slapping herself across the face, even running her claws along her skin. Her clone didn’t have the option of hurting themselves to get their senses to come back but she was able to go to a more extreme motion for hopefully a better result. She’d mumble to herself and sighed softly, was she still walking? Was she still moving? Was the darkness pulling back or did it come to her further still?
”...I don’t want to stumble at the finish line… heck in this world we all have to sacrifice something to move forward.”
Could she fight this sloth even? She felt the others were better prepared than she even if she had put up such a strong front at first...
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Mae
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Post by Mae on Jan 1, 2020 22:12:41 GMT
Mae had been fairly certain that getting into a pickle like this one was definitely not a part of how she wanted to spend this week, but there are some things that one could not simply stop, or erase.
It was odd. Even as she was essentially being turned into an icicle, she was doing her damndest to press on, her vision tunneling as she tried to make it towards the shaft. Did she even notice the Holly attempting to help her get there?
That was uncertain. Right now, Mae seemed to have just...largely shut down. She was silent, except for a string of unintelligible and coarse words that seemed directed at Sloth. Eventually, though, she finally looked towards Holly.
"...When did you get here...?" Jesus christ, she sounded like she had pulled 9 all nighters without a single lick of caffeine in between.
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Post by Carlos Rey on Jan 4, 2020 4:04:13 GMT
There was a surprised, nearly awkward silence as the Hadesmon opened his claws again only to reveal the statue he was holding to be already in pieces, as if it had been that way all this time. Sounds of rubble falling aside, Gio was the first to break the silence.
"...oh." He said, stunned and almost unsure if he had done something wrong. The other two seemed about equally speechless, none of them quite sure what to make of this for a good while.
That said, it didn't take much longer than that for the trio's mind to make the obvious connection to the statues only seeming to "showing" damage after they were allowed to move again. Noticing the glow that was now emanating from the remaining ones Carlos spoke again.
"I think we just found our way foward, guys." He sighed as he pointed at the gargoylemon again, his heart still racing but his voice cold with determination. "Make it painless."
Without a second of hesitation the two megas moved forward, the Belphemon bringing down his fist upon the "accusatory" looking statue's head (and everything else) without much fanfare, while Dio hesitated for a moment as he looked down at the crawling one, grimacing.
"...sorry." The hadesmon apologized as he stepped on the statue frozen mid crawl with all his weight, a guilt ridden look on his eyes as he did. Having to finish someone trying to escape, even something that for all intents and purposes was probably (hopefully) nothing more than a moving object felt...wrong. Once the deed was done they would all cease looking at the statues for the time being, awaiting for the sound of broken stones once again, and as they did they noticed a familiar figure waving at them on the other side of the lava river.
Carlos looked for a moment with a surprised expression, but this quickly turned into a relieved smile. Either Holly or one of her clones had finally caught up with them. The man would simply wave back at her in silence, beckoning with one hand for her to cross and come meet the three of them. Hopefully they wouldn't need her immediate help anymore, but maybe together they could actually make some progress.
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Post by Bonetrousled? on Jan 9, 2020 4:11:22 GMT
Holly's presence may have been the best thing for Mae as she struggled through the caverns. By now Mae herself was at least moving, pushing through the bitter frost even as it sunk into her veins, but each footstep was easier than the last. Mae's presence, too, helped Holly from being bogged down into the same slothful trap that she had fallen into. At this rate, unless they had other plans, the two would be able to support each other all the way back to the entrance of this mine shaft. Their muscles would no longer be locked in frostbitten agony, and they'd even start to warm up again as they made it back to the entrance.
Belphemon's voice trailed after them, but it quieted the further they moved from the Gotsumon. By now, it was little more than a distant whisper. "Just a warning," it said, a hint of moroseness following after it. "Once I've started, there's no stopping. Hope all you're ready for that." With that, his voice faded away, and so too did any lingering cold in their bones.
It would just be a quick jump to return to the main path. And from there, surely Holly knew where to go.
Whereas Holly and Mae were escaping the path of least resistance, Carlos, Dio, and Gio were putting up a resistance of their own. Two more powerful strikes to the Gargoylemon would resonate with cracking thuds. By the time the trio turned away to test their theorem, they would've already been reduced to powder. Had they just put real Digimon out of their misery? Or were these simply guardian automatons? Whatever the case, the platform they stood upon began to shudder and shake.
Where each Gargoylemon had perished, a single orb of light rose to the sky. They coalesced together, forming a silhouette in the shape of the Digi-Egg of light, before firing a pillar of light directly forward. If followed, it would trace a path right back to the central room that the party had first come from, before turning to flow into the door that the original Holly had entered.
Holly herself would continue drifting through a sensory void. At this point, it would be impossible to tell if she was even moving anymore. It was as if she couldn't even feel her own thoughts. The sensation of pain, too, eluded her. Would she even feel the sensation of her own claw scratching her face? In absence of any pain or pressure, how hard would she end up slicing herself? Would she draw data?
Fortunately, the solution to her troubles was on the way. Dio and Gio's beam of light washed over her, immediately bringing sensation back to her body. The sound of wind whistling through the cavern would be the first thing to draw her attention, followed by the sharp sensation of a gash cut along her face. Next would be the feeling of light pushing against her eyes, leaving spots dancing in her vision. It was irritating, true, but at least it would be a signal that she could open her eyes now.
The final feeling to catch her attention would be thick fur and solid muscle, which she was pressed right up against. The good news was that Holly had navigated this tunnel faster than her clone. But the bad news was that in the process, she was walking right into Belphemon. He didn't seem to react to her arrival in any way, even as she repeatedly bumped into his massive front paw.
Were his senses just as dead as hers?
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2020 16:03:43 GMT
The first clone was happy that she had been able to find mae so quickly; in fact she felt if she hadn’t arrived when she did that mae might of been a maecicle! With the way they were moving it was like that edging cold was no longer just that. Being able to support one another was a good thing and once they were back to the entrance the belphemon’s voice trailed after them. The clone turning her head as the belphemon claimed that once he got started there was no stopping.
”Once you start anything there’s no stopping. That’s how life is. And just a little bit ago mae; don’t worry... We'll get out of here...”
The first clone would lead mae to the next ‘step’ of sorts and stare at that hallway. Turning her head to the other mon. How best to explain this without sounding weird?
”So this next part is a bit weird, I can’t really help you all too much here. But you basically have to close out all your senses and sorta do that empty your mind nonsense while moving forward. Wait a bit while you’re like that and then pick yourself out of it. You should come to to where belphemon and holly are. I don’t think clones can do this as safely as holly can though...”
Holly was worried, the pain wasn’t registering with her. She had drawn data, there had been dripping and there was… What was she doing? The meicrackmon felt panic well up in her chest and then there was the sharp sensation of the gash across her face. Followed by that immediate sensations through her body. The feeling of light, that dancing through her eyes.
The very next thing that she felt was the thick fur and solid muscle, she was pushed right up against it and it made her blink a few times. She’d slowly look up and realize that this form was very huge… If his senses were as dead as hers it was likely that he wouldn’t notice them all until they started attacking him… Maybe. But how long did they have? She shook her head and rubbed at her face where she could feel her regeneration taking care of that gash...
”A lot bigger than I expected… tch… even kinda cute in a way.”
The very last holly started to jump up and down, waving her hands and seeing the others in the situation that they were in… Well she couldn’t just stay quiet! Heck even her tendrils were flailing about trying to get their attention.
”Guys! We found where he’s at! C’mon! Holly’s probably already through the tunnel but that doesn’t mean we can’t catch up!”
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Post by Carlos Rey on Jan 18, 2020 20:21:56 GMT
Once the trio had rid themselves of the living(?) statues, their collective hearts (or core in the case of the twins) skipped a beat as those orbs of light left the crumbled remains of the gargoyles, converging into a single beam of light that seem to trace a way out of the lava chamber, leading them back out of this boiling place and...seemingly back through the tunnel and back to the starting chamber. So this place was a dead end. It would have been almost funny if the past minutes to get this information hadn't been so stressful.
Hopefully that beam of light actually did something. Regardless, now they could actually pay attention to whatever this Holly-clone actually had to say and well, it was rather important information to say the least.
They had found him.
"We did?" Carlos replied, a sense of bafflement and surprise in his voice, at least for a moment before the full significance of her words hit him. "We...did." They were getting close to the finish line, now came the actually difficult part. Not wanting his mind to dwell on possible bleak thoughts for any longer, he quickly turned back to his partners, jumping back on to Gio's open palm. "You heard her, let's get moving!"
And so they did, the twins quickly making their way through the lava river and began following the trail of light. While they had to backtrack for now, at the very least if finally felt like they were making progress.
Even if the prospect of finally facing off against the Demon Lord was...terrifying, to say the least.
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Post by Mae on Jan 22, 2020 23:02:15 GMT
"...I know we will." Mae quietly uttered. There was no amount of certainty nor uncertainty in her voice. Simply a tone that indicated that it was the case. Did she see that in a vision? No, actually.
She didn't really need a vision to know that they could probably get out of this alive. What Holly was telling her was registering, and...shockingly, it was something that she had done before.
In fact, it was part of what she had to do to reach -that- form.
So, she opted to do just that. Clear her head of all thoughts, even those thoughts regarding them, before she closed out her senses, and the Rasielmon would continue to move forward. Where would this take her? Hopefully to the true Holly, and hopefully to her friends once more. She made sure to pick herself out after a few minutes (her definition of a bit) had passed, hopefully regaining her senses in the process.
Progress was at least finally being made, but would it be enough to end their tenure within this mountain?
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