I've just come from having my head bashed in repeatly. There's now a hole in my gut. Camille killed my copy of Riko before I blew up her entire arm-
I'm sorry if I simply can't find enough fucks to care about his eye color!
[ anyway i guess she's just not gushing blood as she talks as much as i wanted her to, tch. but she does look rough, fam. maker. don't they all, actually.
[ You're all battered, bruised and bloody. Alive, but barely. And as you look around you, you see a once happy shopping mall splattered with blood. There are bodies from civilians that were killed, and civilians that were trampled in the panic. You can hear the terrified sound of people who weren't lucky enough to run through the halls to an exit, and instead locked themselves in their shops.
In the distance, maybe there are sirens.
Astarion's body, or what remains of it, lies on the floor, his blood running freely down the slanted hallway. A couple floors above, Ventus lies in a similar state, his face and body completely destroyed. Below you, Camille may still be screaming in agony, if she hadn't found a way to end her pain permanently.
The little girl you were meant to protect is no where to be found. She'd only wanted one last moment of selfishness before her young life was cut short.
Was it worth it? ]
Ku... ro... i...
[ You can hear Riko's voice from far below, and slowly, a giant hand reaches up from below and and grips the railing on your floor. ]
I... got... you
some... thing...
[ You remember then that sorcerers have a tradition of cremation after death. It's highly important because the volume of cursed energy that they possess makes it remarkably easy for them to become vengeful cursed spirits upon death if they die with any regrets.
Riko wasn't a sorcerer, but she did possess a unique level of cursed energy.
[ THEY ARE IN SUCH DEEP SHIT???? SHE'S SO STRESSED SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS. just the sheer pressure of CURSE ENERGY from this special grade has her frozen in place.
but also, there's so much dread in her heart, and even a pang of despair—because this means they've really failed their mission. they've failed riko, and they've failed their friends.
she's not sure how they're going to survive this battle, quite frankly. their only choice is to die trying amirite? ]
[ hawke, on the other hand just tiredly watches this happen. of course. how could she have forgotten something important like this? (she barely remembers her own name right now) ]
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sees them talking about the color of hawke's underwear while also being in absolutely terrible shape. well. okay. ]
...She's not with you two, either?
[ she would like to lie on the floor and nap for a bit, please. and yet they must persist... ]
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I'm sorry if I simply can't find enough fucks to care about his eye color!
[ anyway i guess she's just not gushing blood as she talks as much as i wanted her to, tch. but she does look rough, fam. maker. don't they all, actually.
she drags a tired hand down her face ]
Please don't tell me mine was the real one.
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... She's dead?
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I thought I heard her just earlier—you didn't hear her voice? She was calling for Kuroi...
[ she honestly refuses to believe riko is dead. she simply cannot. ]
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Maker. It was a little hard to miss with it right in front of me but.. [ the spoopy levels are sure telling a different story!! ]
I wasn't in any condition to bring her with me.
[ she gestures vaguely at her...... everything (though off and a little to the left. can she see okay??)... actually. oof. u a mess, girl ]
If she's still there, then....
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In the distance, maybe there are sirens.
Astarion's body, or what remains of it, lies on the floor, his blood running freely down the slanted hallway. A couple floors above, Ventus lies in a similar state, his face and body completely destroyed. Below you, Camille may still be screaming in agony, if she hadn't found a way to end her pain permanently.
The little girl you were meant to protect is no where to be found. She'd only wanted one last moment of selfishness before her young life was cut short.
Was it worth it? ]
Ku... ro... i...
[ You can hear Riko's voice from far below, and slowly, a giant hand reaches up from below and and grips the railing on your floor. ]
I... got... you
some... thing...
[ You remember then that sorcerers have a tradition of cremation after death. It's highly important because the volume of cursed energy that they possess makes it remarkably easy for them to become vengeful cursed spirits upon death if they die with any regrets.
Riko wasn't a sorcerer, but she did possess a unique level of cursed energy.
And so, when the rest of her comes into view, you all find yourself face to face with Riko Amanai, special grade cursed spirit. ]
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Well we've certainly made a mess.
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...It's only about to get worse.
[ THEY ARE IN SUCH DEEP SHIT???? SHE'S SO STRESSED SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS. just the sheer pressure of CURSE ENERGY from this special grade has her frozen in place.
but also, there's so much dread in her heart, and even a pang of despair—because this means they've really failed their mission. they've failed riko, and they've failed their friends.
she's not sure how they're going to survive this battle, quite frankly. their only choice is to die trying amirite? ]
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I guess she's not downstairs anymore.
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Regardless, Riko smiles at you with her razor sharp teeth, and then says the two words that make dudebros everywhere feel alive, ]
Domain Expansion.