[The enormous entity is relentless. That's how it feels wandering in the darkness, a place full of nothing but. Hopeless. That's what it's like. Doubting everything, but more importantly, doubting yourself.
It swings its arms back and forth across the platform, slapping them around, slapping them down. The hits hurt their heart the most, but they also hurt their bodies, too. Bruises, cut skin, swollen whelps. (You can have some broken bones if you want to be mean. :unamused:) Truly, it feels like it won't ever end.
And then out of the distant darkness around them, a bright, warm orb zooms in, looping up, down, and around the arms before crashing directly into the platform in front of the creature. Light flashes, blinding. Left behind in its place, glow dulling, is a small, cloaked figure with a bladed key. It mad dashes across the platform, leaping up and attacking full-force one of the arms. The creature jostles in pain, faltering in its attacks. The figure flips and somersaults from one arm to the neck effortlessly, attacking.
And then it lands back in the center, throwing off the hood. Two rounded ears pop out, and then a pointed nose. looks back at the four of them over his shoulder.]
Didn't think I'd leave you in here to fight all on your own, didja? Don't give up! You've got the keyblades! See!
[The [rat shack man] points behind them to a strange keyhole hovering above the platform.]
[ every single hit hurts. it feels like the darkness is seizing into all the cracks in his soul, finding every bruised and battered part of ichiro from their long, long fight. he tries to hold onto the thought of his brothers from every hit, when the darkness cracks into his already bruised ribs, when it leaves bleeding cuts on his arms and his chest, one streaking under his mole on his face. pain lances through the lightning-strike burn on his arm, and he grits his teeth, hard, and slams his hand into the ground. he can't lose here. he can't - even if it feels like he's going to.
he's going to die here, away from home, away from jiro and saburo. his friends - taichi, beau, kainé - they're suffering, he can't do anything about it. the darkness bruises and bends and threatens to break.
and then, suddenly, there's light. his head snaps up - the pressure lifts, and ichiro inhales so hard it hurts, forcing himself back up as it suddenly feels less relentless. every part of his body is screaming in pain, and ichiro forces himself not to fall back over as he lifts his hand and wipes blood away from his nose. it feels automatic to lift up the keyblade, and as he does, he stares up at their savior - ]
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[i can't believe i made the (shenpai voice) fellas is it gay to love your rat joke in chat and now we're being saved by mickey fucking mouse
anyway. beau isn't genre savvy, and she is suffering from broken bones! all of them! i'm very mean. bruises, cut skin, and broken bones - she tries to protect herself from the hit, but she feels her arm snap, and only just barely bites her lip to shut herself up. blood leaks from her lip as she tries to withstand the darkness, tries to find any piece of herself that she can use as light to fight against it, and comes up empty. another hit shatters a rib, and she closes her eyes, staggering. not here, it can't end here. not after the promises she's made.
and then -- there's light.
a long pause, as she just... registers. and then:]
Is that a fucking rat? [she asks, completely and thoroughly dazed. she sees. she has lost her mind to the darkness.
... might as well do what the rat says and lift her keyblade up to the keyhole. she's just copying ichiro. is this an isekai.]
[cool. he managed to survive one near-death experience on sheer luck, but it looks like his luck’s run out. there’s no one here who can save him as the darkness weighs him down and crushes him. the bruising on his back spreads and the skin cracks, cuts across his shoulder blades and the upper part of his spine as blood begins to soak into his shirt. the keyblade barely helps to hold up his weight, and the sharp snapping he barely hears is only a blip before he feels a faint throbbing in his left, frostbitten wrist. it’s hard to focus on anything as his vision starts to go fuzzy…
…no, wait. that’s a light that’s zooming toward them. light blinds him and when he sees a mouse (not a digimon, just a hooded rodent) he vaguely wonders if this really is some fucked up dream. but right. keys go in keyholes. he drops his arm to the side, wrist dangling awkwardly as he lifts the right arm with his keyblade in hand to point at the keyhole while he mumbles in confusion.]
Darkness rodent...
[one of them is from an isekai and this is actually a more polite way to travel than usual, thanks.]
[ She is hit, again and again. She is slammed until her left arm breaks at odd angles, her back is deeply bruised, and cuts streak across her front and legs, leaving her very bloody and messy indeed.
Her consciousness is fading fast, especially after all that slapping made her let go, and she's struggling to keep her eyes open just as the light zooms in. She can barely tell it's a rat shack man.
She doesn't know a Mickey Mouse.
What she can tell is: ]
You could have fucking come three platforms ago, asshole!
[ Savior, her ass!
She's prone on the ground, but with what remaining strength she has left, she raises her keyblade to point at the keyhole. It's the isekai thing to do. ]
[Can't believe he deus ex machinas only to get insulted by uncultured swine. He's royalty!
He watches to make sure they are all able to unlock the keyhole.]
You know, Kainé, it wouldn't hurt you to say thank you sometimes! [He nods then.] You can't stay very long in the darkness without an unwavering light. It's too dangerous. But don't worry. If you're ever doubting yourself, just know I'll always be there. Right inside your heart!
And you have each other, too! That's what friends are for.
I got it from here! Go!
[Four beams of light shoot out of the ends of their keyblade at the opening above them. The keyhole lights up and glows, and then a door appears, hovering in the air. A few steps fold out down to them.
Behind them, the massive creature raises its arms again. It's absolutely hilarious how much Mickey Mouse can turn and mean mug the hell out of this thing! Wow! Nothing is more terrified than a pissed Mickey Mouse.]
Not this time!
[The grip on his keyblade tightens, and he launches himself with a yell from his place on the platform up all the way toward the creature's head in one go, keyblade swinging and coat billowing. This absolute mad lad.
As they make it out of the Dive, they will have lingering instances of confusion about memories, and episodes of they effects of darkness (anger, sadness, paranoia, and jealous) on and off until trial. Up to you guys! Also, I have something for all of you, I will give it to you later in your DM.]
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It swings its arms back and forth across the platform, slapping them around, slapping them down. The hits hurt their heart the most, but they also hurt their bodies, too. Bruises, cut skin, swollen whelps. (You can have some broken bones if you want to be mean. :unamused:) Truly, it feels like it won't ever end.
And then out of the distant darkness around them, a bright, warm orb zooms in, looping up, down, and around the arms before crashing directly into the platform in front of the creature. Light flashes, blinding. Left behind in its place, glow dulling, is a small, cloaked figure with a bladed key. It mad dashes across the platform, leaping up and attacking full-force one of the arms. The creature jostles in pain, faltering in its attacks. The figure flips and somersaults from one arm to the neck effortlessly, attacking.
And then it lands back in the center, throwing off the hood. Two rounded ears pop out, and then a pointed nose. looks back at the four of them over his shoulder.]
Didn't think I'd leave you in here to fight all on your own, didja? Don't give up! You've got the keyblades! See!
[The [rat shack man] points behind them to a strange keyhole hovering above the platform.]
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he's going to die here, away from home, away from jiro and saburo. his friends - taichi, beau, kainé - they're suffering, he can't do anything about it. the darkness bruises and bends and threatens to break.
and then, suddenly, there's light. his head snaps up - the pressure lifts, and ichiro inhales so hard it hurts, forcing himself back up as it suddenly feels less relentless. every part of his body is screaming in pain, and ichiro forces himself not to fall back over as he lifts his hand and wipes blood away from his nose. it feels automatic to lift up the keyblade, and as he does, he stares up at their savior - ]
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Is that Mickey Mouse?
[ am i hallucinating, ]
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anyway. beau isn't genre savvy, and she is suffering from broken bones! all of them! i'm very mean. bruises, cut skin, and broken bones - she tries to protect herself from the hit, but she feels her arm snap, and only just barely bites her lip to shut herself up. blood leaks from her lip as she tries to withstand the darkness, tries to find any piece of herself that she can use as light to fight against it, and comes up empty. another hit shatters a rib, and she closes her eyes, staggering. not here, it can't end here. not after the promises she's made.
and then -- there's light.
a long pause, as she just... registers. and then:]
Is that a fucking rat? [she asks, completely and thoroughly dazed. she sees. she has lost her mind to the darkness.
... might as well do what the rat says and lift her keyblade up to the keyhole. she's just copying ichiro. is this an isekai.]
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…no, wait. that’s a light that’s zooming toward them. light blinds him and when he sees a mouse (not a digimon, just a hooded rodent) he vaguely wonders if this really is some fucked up dream. but right. keys go in keyholes. he drops his arm to the side, wrist dangling awkwardly as he lifts the right arm with his keyblade in hand to point at the keyhole while he mumbles in confusion.]
Darkness rodent...
[one of them is from an isekai and this is actually a more polite way to travel than usual, thanks.]
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Her consciousness is fading fast, especially after all that slapping made her let go, and she's struggling to keep her eyes open just as the light zooms in. She can barely tell it's a rat shack man.
She doesn't know a Mickey Mouse.
What she can tell is: ]
You could have fucking come three platforms ago, asshole!
[ Savior, her ass!
She's prone on the ground, but with what remaining strength she has left, she raises her keyblade to point at the keyhole. It's the isekai thing to do. ]
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[Can't believe he deus ex machinas only to get insulted by uncultured swine. He's royalty!
He watches to make sure they are all able to unlock the keyhole.]
You know, Kainé, it wouldn't hurt you to say thank you sometimes! [He nods then.] You can't stay very long in the darkness without an unwavering light. It's too dangerous. But don't worry. If you're ever doubting yourself, just know I'll always be there. Right inside your heart!
And you have each other, too! That's what friends are for.
I got it from here! Go!
[Four beams of light shoot out of the ends of their keyblade at the opening above them. The keyhole lights up and glows, and then a door appears, hovering in the air. A few steps fold out down to them.
Behind them, the massive creature raises its arms again. It's absolutely hilarious how much Mickey Mouse can turn and mean mug the hell out of this thing! Wow! Nothing is more terrified than a pissed Mickey Mouse.]
Not this time!
[The grip on his keyblade tightens, and he launches himself with a yell from his place on the platform up all the way toward the creature's head in one go, keyblade swinging and coat billowing. This absolute mad lad.
As they make it out of the Dive, they will have lingering instances of confusion about memories, and episodes of they effects of darkness (anger, sadness, paranoia, and jealous) on and off until trial. Up to you guys! Also, I have something for all of you, I will give it to you later in your DM.]