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[Britt-21]

The Credit for this post goes to Exanis , who did an absolute fantastic job at writing out how things went south in a matter of time. Thank you

Phayne Z2010Deadmeat Jackaboi Kyuubey GrieveWriter Hubub101 RageFactorXIII BabyGirlRage The Elder Huntertabbysandshark3

It all happened in a blur of action, too fast for even the superhuman reflex and reaction speed of the students to take hold of their bodies in time. As the gathered group continued moving forward in search of their targets, the trap that they had unknowingly led themselves into had been sprung. One unfortunate misstep, carelessly taken and unknowing of the true dangers that they were to face caused an explosion of black tinted smoke to burst forth from beneath the feet of the students. Yet, quickly following that explosion came several more concussive blasts, doing little damage, but nonetheless releasing a chemical payload in the form of the noxious fumes quickly filling the open area. The gas itself seemed quite peculiar, a single whiff of the smoke causing an intense lightheaded feeling, followed by drowsiness and one perceptive enough, even in that drastic of a state, would be able to note that unconsciousness would not be that far off for them. Even trying to hold your breath didn’t seem to be enough for this particular compound, as just the feel of it against your skin seemed to cause numbness to quickly spread throughout the body. It didn’t end there, however, as these these explosions seemed to be something of a signal for their hidden adversaries to make their move, and mere fractions of seconds later, the suppressed sound of gunfire rang out from all the surrounding decrepit buildings, their targets clearly being the students in the smoke. Contrary to what the students might think at the first the sound, if ever so slight, of gunfire, what they would soon find penetrating through their skin was, in fact, darts, clearly designed to numb, weaken, and quickly put them out of commission, without even taking into account the lingering cloud of black gas. Together, it was nothing of overkill, and within mere seconds, all the meister students would find themselves collapsing in boneless heaps, any attempted interactions to and from their partners sounding distant, like an old lingering dream, flickering dangerously in the back of their minds.

The weapon students would only get a brief few seconds of reprieve from the sudden chaos, and any plans they could possibly think of would be quickly dashed away as an object was thrown into the middle of the gas cloud they inhabited. At first, nothing happened, and then, they would feel it. A pulse of some kind, vaguely tingly, emanated from the strange device. Then again, and the tingling would increase, becoming oddly reminiscent to the feeling they had gotten when they had first transformed into their weapon form, however long ago that may have been for them. And, after the third pulse, their very bodies would begin to rapidly change back into human form, and would be quickly subjected to the same treatment as their partners, lungs filling with the noxious fumes, skin tingling under that very same gas, and then being peppered with renewed gunfire. They too would quickly find themselves fading from the conscious realm within moments of their forced transformation back to their human selves.

What happens next would be completely unknown to the students. Nondescript figures, carrying guns, wearing gas masks and full body suits would step out of the buildings and into the smoke, grabbing the students, splitting partners from each other based on whether they were a meister or a weapon, and dragged them off in two separate directions. They were to be taken to the same underground facility, but considering the sheer scope and magnitude of this hidden base, two separate routes were taken. The meisters, taken towards the north-east, would be taken into the facility and brought to what could only be called a laboratory. Stripped of all their clothings and belongings, left in only the bare minimum of what could be considered decency, they would each be hooked up to a machine with limited oxygen, handcuffed and chained to a confined cylindrical cage, and then submerged into a bubbling liquid that would dull their senses and prolong their unconsciousness enough for everything to be set up properly. And even beyond all these precautions put together to hold them, they would be constantly watched by multiple armed guards. Whether the guns they held contained live fire, or more darts, no one would be able to tell at a glance. They were, in truest essence of the word, trapped.

The weapons, on the other hand, would be taken to the slightly farther north-west part of the facility to be placed in similar accommodations. They too would be stripped of all their clothings and belongings, each item catalogued and stored in a separate part of the facility along with their meister’s belongings, and then they would be equipped with high-voltage, remote controlled shock collars whilst still unconscious, before being brought to their designated cells. Like their meisters, the weapons were to be chained to cylindrical cages, though these were hung above the ground and had a constant thrummed with a low vibrating frequency that, while not enough to incapacitate anyone, was more than enough to be a constant hindrance for anything beyond simple thought processes through the pain it caused. As well, they’d be under constant watch from armed guards, each of which had a remote that, when pressed, would cause all the students to receive intense shocks from their collars as a way to discourage them from trying to shift into weapon form. They too were completely trapped.

Or at least, that was how it was supposed to go. While the transportation and trapping of the meisters went off flawlessly, the same could not be quiet said for the weapons. While the true source of the error would never be known, much later in their internal machinations, the mastermind of this whole debacle would come to the conclusion that, the few seconds between the meisters inhaling the gas, and then the weapons inhaling the gas, paired with the open environment, and the constant dispersion of the gas through natural wind and the gunfire, as well as the ever so slightly different biology of the weapons themselves, caused the potency of the gas to lessen. Not by much mind you, but just enough. Just enough that, instead of being unconscious for the full two hours that had been projected, it had been an hour and fifty minutes. And instead of the weapons being fully caged and trapped within that time frame, a last minute check of the systems meant to contain the weapons showed a slight problem in the power distribution of the shock collars that lead to a delay in their placement. If they had the full projected two hours, this, of course, wouldn’t have been a problem, and they could have finished with around five minutes to spare. Instead, they were only now putting the finishing touches on the collars, and motioning for the weapons to be chained and raised.

This is what the weapons awaken to at varying speeds. Nothing on except their undergarments, surrounded by hostiles clearly planning something and carrying weapons, and a strange weight around their necks. Luckily for them, they have the barest moments of surprise on their side, any current movements being waved off as the effects of the gas and drugs beginning to lessen, and not true wakeful consciousness, yet no way to communicate with each other in any meaningful way without giving up their one and only advantage. They have one chance to escape this situation, find their partners, and escape to report this back to Lord Death.

What do they do?​

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

Akron
interaction: (none?)​

Akron remained relatively silent as the group pressed onwards he still couldn’t shake the feeling this was some sort of trap, unfortunately, he seemed to be absolutely correct the sudden black smoke blinding everyone a series od explosions releasing some sort of gas, he could only watch helplessly as morika dropped to the floor some sort of dart striking everyone in the process so quick was this whole thing Akron had no time to react, another device forcing him out of his weapon form black tendrils bursting from the axes form by the time Akron's body had become human again he was already out cold, unfortunately for Akron other things lurking in his mind had other ideas for the male...

As always within Akron’s mind, the same scene played out an abyss of darkness with a sing spot illuminated. They’d stare one another down as they’d always done. However, since that fateful Halloween night, something had changed every so often the beasts eye filled maw would slam shut and in turn, so did Akron eyelids. The other was there to its clawed hand digging into Akron’s neck whispering mumbling cursing. Suddenly the light shone brighter the before the beast darting out into the cover of the abyss, it’s comforting nothingness quickly replaced by a searing unrelenting brightness.

“Wake yo little Akey time to play”

It felt like forever the light blinding Akron to his surroundings, it then began to subside. He’d find himself face down on the cold floor of the DWMA.... cold? He’d jump up suddenly as soon as he realised he.. was feeling something? Eyes widened with horrified shock, Akron was forced to brush aside his own hair so he could see. “Oh god, no... no...” words spluttering out in complete disbelief. Panic set in his head darted around looking for something anything of his armour but it was nowhere, he felt his knees weaken buckling he collapsed onto the floor catatonic, not willing to move a muscle cold running through his body as the boy lay there. “Aww giving up so soon? Such a pathetic little worm get up now we have so much more to do” a feminine voice echoed around him its tone almost predatory. Akron forced himself to get up his features becoming cold and neutral... the boys only defence in the strange place he found himself in as he pushed forward the hallway seemingly going on with no sign of ending only for it to suddenly shift to a place he remembered well... it was... the obstacle course form the first day, but there was so many things wrong, everything seemed faded like a filter had been placed over reality Akron walked forward slowly silents surrounded him but upon seeing the others students he was stopped dead in his tracks just staring not moving a muscle, for what he saw was unsettling, every one of the female students bore red and black eyes radiating outward from them where hundreds of black and red cracks so many that they seemed like they’d shatter at any moment, the male students were vaguely humanoid blobs practically blurred out. They were all staring back at Akron he felt defenceless naked... like they were judging his every breath. “Oh little Akey scared again? Such a coward such a good little punching bag...” the feminine voice echoed again followed by horrific ripping sounds from the cracks creature ripped there way out of there forms gruesomely twisted entities.

made of tendrils blades spikes and claws, bodies contorted or jagged and shaper each looking at Akron with murderous intent. “Can little Akey beat the big scary monsters? Or are you gonna freeze you going to cry? Let them rip you apart piece by piece? Ooh little Akey makes this entertaining please” the feminine voice became sadistic and bloodthirsty the monstrous entities began to creepy forward Akron stood there still paralysed by fear. “This isn’t... this.... no” he’d mumble. “Oh yes, you know it they all judge you watch you.. wait for you to make a mistake oh and you will you can’t keep that act up forever because YOU ARE A MISTAKE” the voice screamed the final words out the monster lashing out at Akron every cut, gash and bite he felt the searing pain he just grit his teeth, his limbs transmuting into axe’s practical goading the monsters to attack him “no.... not this time.. it’s.. not... it’s” “it’s want little Akey? NOTHING” what followed those words was a violent and bloody fight Akron left in agonising pain but each of the monster cut to ribbons still he’d not changed in the blackness of his expression. “Oooooohhh good job good job you did it” the voice became unnaturally nice... it wasn’t the same voice.. it it.. Akron spun around being met by the friendly face of a short pink-haired woman whom he almost instantly hugged... everything would be fine now.. at least he thought so until he heard the same cracking noise that horrible horrible cracking noise, even as Juri, morphed into a similar monstrosity as the others, Akron could stop holding on.. just hoping a little that it would be fine, he was oh so wrong bladed limbs cut deep into his flesh the pain unbearable. “I was wrong about you... your nothing to me.. your just a mistake a worthless unworthy mistake, someone should have done you a mercy and ended your existence sooner” the monster spoke in juri’s voice the words leading Akron to break down in tears the words so much worse than any of the wounds inflicted upon him... he did care as about anything as the monster ripped his body apart consciences fading away slowly as he sobbed...

Arkon‘s eyes darted open everything was still blurry he couldn’t think straight at the moment, he‘d no clue where he was or want had happened, breathing heavily he’d quietly close his eyes for a moment to try and just concentrate. He’d passed out.... he’d.. no everyone had passed out it was a trap and they’d all walked right into it, what had happened to Morika? Despite the discomfort, their partnership caused him Akron still felt greatly responsible for the failure he should have done better... his eyes opened again then blurriness now gone the people in front of Akron they where.... THEM.

He felt the warm grip of the beast wrap itself around his body it was comforting and he welcomed it as he’d done many times before. Within moments Akron's limbs burst into a mass of tendrils reforming into huge gnarled axes without his armour Akron was able to move much faster the first and closest of the guards had no time even scream before the blades impacted there body splitting their torso in a manner that could hardly be called clean, the others fared just as badly each brutally dismembered I’m a shower of gore and blood. Akron’s expression did change form a neutral calm as he tore guards apart, his eyes turning red and black but Akron on the inside he felt good the blood the feeling of slicing into there bodies it felt amazing he wanted more... a small smile creeping across they boys face as he knew that this place would provide.

 

[Britt-21]

Mentions: GrieveWriter Kyuubey Phayne Huntertabbysandshark3 Jackaboi RageFactorXIII The Elder Z2010Deadmeat

Rin couldn't even react to protect her Meister as the entire class was ambushed suddenly with a tinted smoke that shot up through the floor. Only for another to happen and this time, it didn't stop. Crimson eyes widening from the pure shock and fear that shot through her veins had caused her to shout out "Shinobu get out, quickly!" though it was already too late as she felt the soul of her Meister starting to waver before gunfire began to be heard, darts shooting into her partner and while looking around at the others, the same had been happening to them. The people ambushing them were going full out, knowing very well that the class was strong and dangerous if they weren't handled properly. It didn't take long for her partner to collapse "Shinobu!!!" she shouted as her weapon form clattered against the floor, her partner no longer holding onto her and was now passed out. This wasn't good. Her mind was racing a million miles a minute, unable to come up with some sort of counter attack. If she did, it would risk going human and partially transforming, only to be hit with the same fate of darts and smoke.

Her bond had gone quiet with her partner and that alone worried Rin. But she had to be strong, she had to find a way to protect her partner. Though, before that could even be accomplished, she heard something being tossed and she quickly looked around, her heart racing as her hands clenched. A pulse had hit her weapon form and it caused some goosebumps to run up her spine. Then another pulse had gone off once again, causing her body to tingle and almost feel like she was starting to shift back "W-What's going o-" before her sentence could be finished, the third pulse forced her out of her human form and right into the smoke. Her crimson eyes as wide as a deer in headlights as she quickly tried to cover her mouth to avoid the smoke. But clearly that wasn't working as the smoke filled her lungs and left her with nothing else to breathe as she became light headed. Her eyes scanned the area and noticed that she wasn't the only one who was forced out of her form. "Gu-" and more gunfire followed, only to be bombarded with a few darts that caught her skin and forced her into unconsciousness.

All the Weapon could remember was how quickly that they were ambushed. Unable to move, unable to fight back, unable to do anything for her partner. As her body started to slowly wake, she shifted a little, feeling the cool floor against her bare skin. Confusion was mixed into her mind, how could this happen? Was this some kind of training with Lord Death himself? No... There was no way. There was so much force behind it...he wouldn't put the whole class in danger like that. Someone knew they were coming. But how, was the biggest question here. That confusion soon turned into a swirling mess of anger and irritation. How could she have been so stupid? Why didn't see see this sooner!? Not only did herself and Shin get in trouble, but so did the rest of the cla- Suddenly her eyes snapped open, her blood beginning to grow hot as her crimson eyes landed on the sleeping form of Elias not that far from her. He's here too? her eyes shifted to his chest, seeing it slowly rise and fall and giving her some sort of relief.

Why did she think he would be dead, if that was the case, so would she. It was iust pure lack of realization. All she could think about was how her Meister wasn't with her any longer and from the looks of it, the only people within her vision were all weapons. Where are our damn meisters? she asked herself, slowly shifting to her gaze to the men with guns, of course, one of them had caught her looking and went to aim his gun at her. Seemingly to shoot her. Whether it be to shoot to kill, or shoot to knock out, Rin wasn't ready to find out as the threw her arm out and suddenly partially transform, shooting a singular bullet right through his forehead. But because of that, she had gained the attention of the other guards. Though they were met with a quick and bloody death by Akron, who's limbs were now Axes. The blades slowly dripping blood off of them and claiming them tainted with the blood of the wicked. This was a fight that was serious. The Meisters were missing and all the weapons were in one room. Collars upon everyone's neck, but yet, they did nothing but make them seem like animals.

Slowly, Rin lifted herself from the ground. Sitting up as she reached for the collar on her neck, trying to pull it off with little to no success. Out of frustration, she slammed her hands on the floor beneath her before getting off the floor and looking at the others who were waking up just as much as the next person. We're still recovering from what happened and now we have to prepare for more to come. from the size of the room, there was no doubt in her mind that the place they were in, was huge. By the looks of the door that kept them inside, that was fairly big too, looked strong enough to hold people in. Lucky for them, they weren't just people. They were weapons. Weapons with explosives and incredible skill that no human could accomplish. From the tech they have, they just might have an alarm system set up. Who could hit it if everyone is dead but us in the room? Unless there was camera's watching them. If that was the case, they would have gone off already. And they haven't. "We need to move. Now." Rin said loudly for the whole group to hear "Our meisters are missing. I will not waste another damn minute trying to process what the hell just happened!" it wasn't often that Twintails let out light swear words. At this rate she was just pissed, her shaky hands making it that much more obvious. She needed to move, she needed to run through the facility to find her partner.

But she wasn't going to do it alone.​

 

[Kyuubey]

Elias Stein



There it was. The confirmation to the feeling he’d felt creeping along his body like a warning of sorts, nagging him to the point of no return. His soul wavered in unison to Marcus’s, the smoke being inhaled having some sort of drowsy effect on his partner. He felt the hold on his weapon form begin to go from strong to weak, diminishing at a rapid pace. “ MARCUS, FUCKIN' THROW ME! “ He screamed out suddenly through their bond like a refreshing slap amidst the sleeping sensation to startle him, knowing Marcus had a few seconds of consciousness left and he’d be damned if they weren’t going to make use of it. Nope, Elias wasn’t going out without a fucking fight. Time to make some noise. He grinned widely in his weapon space, clearing the smoke as he went soaring into one of the already broken windows of the abandoned buildings. Well, it wasn’t truly abandoned was it?

The sword laid there idle, seemingly discarded carelessly upon the rubble until one of the soldiers hovered over him. The questionable look spreading upon the features of the enemy was met with a wild one as Elias shifted back into human form and shot his hands out to grasp the closest thing within reach. That happened to be the man’s legs; legs which wouldn’t be existent in a few seconds. “ ‘Sup fucker? “ A casual tone mixed betwixt the rising anger, an emotion that manifested as explosions from his palms to leave the man without two of his limbs in the process. A good amount of blood splatter was covering his face and clothes. This however did not faze the male Stein, as getting his hands dirty was only adding to the justice he demanded for his unconscious comrades outside. “ Surprise? “ He turned to stare at the men surrounding him with guns, head tilting in natural confusion whilst his body rose from the ground. One of them preemptively shot out a dart that implanted itself into his arm and his gaze slid down to eye it. His fingers were skillful as he plucked it out and brought it closer to his face to examine it, an ‘ehhh’ noise tumbling past his lips at the realization of what it was. It was negligently dropped to the ground, face contorting into pure rage. That fury fueled him for quite some time, a few minutes at best, to aid him in spreading a bit of hurt on their side and a shit ton of explosions they weren’t prepared to deal with. Eventually with more darts being shot into him, his movements became sluggish and less impactful. And then he was out. Body collapsing onto a pile of soldiers that he’d taken down with him. Bodies that were now acting as makeshift pillows to cushion his inevitable fall.

There was only silence. Tranquil unbroken silence. It wrapped about his entire form, leaked into his mind. It lulled him into a sense of security that he normally couldn’t obtain. It was surreal to say the least. And then it was gone. Ripped from him as though he was unworthy to bask in such a state. He stirred a bit, the sounds of a gunshot and screaming tearing through the silence to cause calamity within him. Everything began to bubble up at once like a bad case of acid re flux. To claim he was pissed would be an understatement as those crimson colored hues appeared like beacons once his lids managed to flutter open. The first sensation upon his being that stood out was something tight around his neck. His hands instinctively shot up to grasp the foreign object to which he deducted to be a collar of some sort. This only aided to fuel the ticking time bomb within his soul, that grogginess and lethargy burning away. An explosion left his fingertips and the device shattered into pieces to rain past his figure to the floor. The remnants of it left no trace for it to be distinguishable and it definitely wasn’t functional.

“ Anyone need a hand with the shit around their neck? “ He callously asked, fingers flexing as he extended the offer to whomever might not like the idea of something hindering them or marking them as some sort of pet. If approached he’d follow the same pattern as he had when removing his own from his neck, giving them the same tactless treatment. They’d endured worse, a small burn wasn’t going to kill them. While he was late to wake to the party being thrown for them, he sure as hell wasn't going to miss joining in on the festivities. The blonde haired weapon didn’t truly care that everyone was exposed, though the scars he adorned being visible didn’t entirely rub him the right way. Not only were they a ghastly reminder but they were plentiful. He shot a glance towards Takeshi and resisted the urge to let those overwhelming feelings drag him under like they usually did. Instead he made a small noise and turned away, face oddly placid. It’s not like he could be in weapon form right now so if that threat was truly going to get him killed here, so be it. Elias only prayed that their common goal at the moment was enough to outweigh whatever vendetta remained behind Takeshi’s chilling gaze. His eyes slid to a close as he felt out for his partner, to at least confirm that the connection was still alive. It was weak but that thread wasn’t severed. “ Marcus is okay. “ He replied to Rin’s words in confirmation when she mentioned their meisters. Those eyes reopened, lazily peering off at the carnage messily spewed around the room by Akron. “ For now. “

Without asking permission he sauntered up to Rin, hand stretching out as if he was about to choke her out on the spot. His fingers curled about the collar instead and he tugged lightly, isolating the explosion away from her skin so that she didn’t get too burned. If anything she’d simply feel the heat but apparently that was something the dark haired girl enjoyed so he doubted any complaints would be given. Like his own did, the collar broke apart and clattered upon the ground by their feet. His hand idled for a few seconds as a shiver went down his spine, the growing feeling of some madness in the room hiking starting to call out to him. It was as if they were trying to draw out the wolf within him, tempt it. “ What else can I fuck up? “ He asked aloud, scanning the room as his hues fell upon the giant steeled door that looked like the only way out. If anything, it was a distraction, something to keep himself in check. He could feel the disapproving aura radiating off of Alcross but he didn’t entirely care. They were stuck in this forsaken cage unless they blasted open the door and he wasn’t going to continue standing around with his thumb in his ass waiting for more guards to show up.

“ Back up. “ Elias instructed, approaching the door as both his palms pressed against it. It’s cold… like Elvy. His expression faltered as he thought about where his sister and his meister were being held. Were they together? That would've at least comforted him but then another thought drifted to the surface. Was Elvy alone again? Like before? An audible breath soon forced its way out, head turning the slightest to stare Takeshi down through his messily splayed hair. Before all of this, before Takeshi came into their lives, Elias would’ve been the one going on a rampage to find his sister; his twin. Now? Now he was going to have faith that her partner had it handled so he could focus on his own. The look he exchanged with the other weapon said everything on his end and for once he felt accepting of another person in Elvena’s life. Even if that person wanted him dead. He felt a respect and trust that as long as his sister had Takeshi, she’d be protected. A smile tugged at his lips, stretching further than intended as both hands went off in unison as a pernicious explosion that rattled the entire door left them. It crumpled beneath the pressure exerted from his hands and the blast. As it fell Elias stepped onto it and peered past the smoke, confirming that the hallway was currently empty. With that kind of noise, they were sure to come running. " I don't give a shit who wants to lead, I'm just here to clear a path. " With that he started walking off down the hall, clearly pissed and on a mission, even if the creepy rather sadistic smile on his face screamed otherwise.

Interacted with; Rin Britt-21 Takeshi Exanis Talked to all the weapons but mentioned Marcus The Elder Alcross Phayne and Akron Huntertabbysandshark3 ​

 

[The Elder]

I'M NOT LETTING THIS HAPPEN AGAINWondering the "Abandoned" site, Hitomi coulnshake the feeling of multiple eyes being on her at once. Since they started moving she always felt like they were being watched. She told both Alice and Lew to stay sharp and keep their eyes peeled. If anything were to go from good to bad, she didn't want any of them to get caught up with it. Sadly her wishes were nothing short of just hopes and dreams. Smoke immediately filled the area surrounding, obviously having a strong effect on the misters. Alice no!! Stay focus. Stay awake. Hitomi screamed out to her, as she felt the connection between both her and Lew fade to nothing. Once Alice collapses to the ground, Hitomi didn't hesitate to shift back into her human form with her mask covering her mouth. She quickly pulls out two kunai and positions herself over Alice's body guarding it. "I'll be damn if I lose another meister." She says tightening the grip on her knives preparing herself for anything.

Hitomi focused her sights on the movement within the smoke. She saw the sudden shifts in the smokes direction meaning there was movement within, outside of just the other weapons. Focusing straight ahead, she heard sounds of footsteps, foot steps that we heavy do to the gear they were wearing. Knowing where he enemy was, she threw two of her knives into the smoke. Hearing the sound of flesh getting impaled and bodies collapsing, she immediately pulls out more, just for her to fill herself get shot in the arm. "What the?" She questions pulling the dart out and examining it. She threw it down to the ground, shaking off the effects. Her training had prepared her for situations like this. It'll take more than a single dart to end her. That's why multiple darts were soon fired in her direction, causing her body to go weak. "N..no. I need...to protect..her." Her final words we weak, just as her sight goes from clear, to blurry, to nothing as she falls to the ground.

Her mind was blank, some will say dark. That is until a single white light came about. It was the light of a full moon, high in the sky. Hitomi stood there, standing on may seem like the edge of a dock. There was water all around her, it was still, warm and silent. She was alone in her mind, until she saw a figure within the lake. Wanting to go for a closer look, she got down on her knees, and stared into the lake. Shocked and disturbed by what she saw, her eyes were instantly filled with tears. The figure floating in the lake was her old partner, lifeless, bound by a rope and a cinderblock. Hitomi was distraught as she cried cover her face with her hands. Her tears overflowed falling into the lake causing ripples. Ripples that changed the appearance of the lake. As she removes her hands, looking into the lake yet again, her eyes widened in disbelief, just as she let out a scream of deep sorrow. What could Hitomi have possibly have seen that was far worse than before? What she say were the bodies of Lew and Alice, floating lifeless within a lake. She quickly backed away from the edge and coward into her knees rocking back and forth, repeating "No." Over and over again. With Hitomi broken-down, the scenery began to change. A much brighter and bigger light began to surface swallowing everything whole, turning everything into white.

First was the cold sensation was the hard floor against her body and face. Then came the subtle sounds of machinery, chatter, footsteps. Where was she, and why did her body fill like this? Slowly coming back to consciousness, Hitomi opened her eyes, welcomed by the bright lights of whatever room she was in. I'm...I'm awake. But where am I? She thought to herself looking around, still laying there. Remebering what happened, she knew there were people in the room, along with the other weapons/. However, where were the misters, more importantly where was Alice. Quickly picking oner her current situation, Hitomi knew she was longer in her usual attire, meaning she had none of her knives with her. She was literally and figuratively naked...well she was literally half naked but still you get the point. Trying to coming uo with a plan, her attention was brought to sounds of a fight and gun fire. Snapping her body up she looks at Akron making quick works of the guards, plus one dead on the ground from a bullet. Seems like she wasn't the only one awake and wanted to fight. She stood up and looked around for Lewellyn, once she did, she immediately goes over towards him helping him up. "Lew are you okay?" She asked. "I'm not sure where we are, but what I do know is we need to find Alice and bash some heads in while we look." She said staring into his eyes.

At the sound of the explosion, she turned her head towards Elias who managed to blow down the door. "Good job blondie." She says grabbing Lew's wrist pulling him along. She'll be damn if she lost Lew as well. "Do you mind freeing us from these collars." She asked Elias as she follow behind him. It was obvious he was on a mission but so was she. She wanted to find Alice and end the lives of everyone responsible.

Interactions: Kyuubey RageFactorXIII
Mentions: Rin Britt-21 , Akron Huntertabbysandshark3 ALL Meisters and weapons.​

 

[RageFactorXIII]

It is troubling that this place is silent. The servant kept his gaze upon the dilapidated structures as Lady Alice carried Lady Hitomi and himself through the area. If there are any here then surely a Kishin would have made its presence known by now or one of the other Lords and Ladies would have detected something by this point. Perhaps we were fed incorrect information? No, the Academy is much more competent and careful than myself. They would not send the entire class on a mission unless there were truly a need for it- Wait. What is that curious object? Llewellyn had cut his musing short to fix his gaze upon an object careening through the air towards the group. The surprise and confusion the honey blond had been feeling at that exact moment prevented him from warning his Meister of the threat that was sailing through the air and by the time Llewellyn had found his voice it was far too late to alert the others. His hesitation was rewarded with a thick, cloying black gas bursting forth from the object, covering the immediate area with the smog and enveloping the Meisters with its potentially toxic embrace. The servant had no knowledge as to what this gas was capable of, whether it was harmful or simply debilitating, but that knowledge was unnecessary when a much more pressing thought brought itself to the fore of his mind. "An ambush!" Llewellyn shouted telepathically through the bond he shared with Lady Alice, knowing full well that the girl was more than likely unable to hear him. He was about to suggest that his Meister attempt to wade through it far enough for him to drag her off to safety when a loud staccato tore through the air, filling it with noise and one of the other Meisters with darts.

Llewellyn reverted back into his Human guise prematurely, flinging his body over Alice's as the gunfire continued. Several objects impacted him, ripping through his servant's attire and embedding themselves into his skin, yet he could not feel the warmth dribbling out of his body as it should have been. "Am I not bleeding?" Llewellyn's brows drew together in brief confusion before they went slack. His entire body followed after, causing the honey blond male to collapse on top of his Meister's prone form, mostly covering it. Llewellyn sluggishly blinked his heavy eyelids, catching a brief glimpse of someone in front of him and hearing the far off, muted sounds combat in the distance. Though, he did not blink a second time and soon his world turned dark entirely.

When his eyes opened, Llewellyn saw movement and figures that he could not immediately distinguish as his heavy eyelids shut closed again. Only to be opened once more when the honey blond male felt something cold, but not chilling make contact with his body shortly before roughly shaking him to keep him conscious. A voice called out to him soon after, yet Llewellyn regretfully could not remember who it belonged to as his head throbbed painfully, robbing him of most processes of thought. Still, the name the voice had said stuck with him and forced Llewellyn to reopen his eyes once more, even if his mind could not interpret its importance just yet. "Lady...Hitomi?" The servant peered up towards the girl with obvious confusion in his light blue eyes. He accepted the offered hand from the other Weapon and allowed her to pull his heavy body up from the cold, hard ground. "What is going on?" The servant inquired, leaning against the girl while his body gradually woke up from its unexpected and uncomfortable rest.

Now that he was in a wakeful state, Llewellyn could see that there were others in the room with him and not all of them were friendly. Thankfully, the armed guards that had to have been their captors were been swiftly dealt with by a few of the other captives. A blood coated, long haired male carved a path through many of the guards, swinging an arm that had an Axe attached to it. Additionally, there was a fallen guard that was not split in twain by the Axe boy. How that specific man died was not readily apparent, yet it still proved to Llewellyn that he was not within a safe area. The servant glanced about the room to ensure that there were no additional threats aside from those that the bloodstained male was currently engaging. Though, while he did so, Llewellyn noticed that the other captives within the vicinity were none other than fellow Weapons, his classmates. However, Llewellyn did not see any of the Meisters, which caused a great deal of panic and worry to well up inside of him. He would have asked Hitomi where Lady Alice and the others were, but the servant realized that she would have just as much of a clue to their whereabouts as he currently did.

The sound of an explosion had the honey blond male turning his attention towards one of the room's entrances, well the remains of one to be precise. Llewellyn's eyes settled on the figure in front of the destroyed doorway, recognizing him as Lord Elias. Normally, Llewellyn would not approve of such destructive methods due to the commotion and amount of debris they created, yet given the current situation he felt obligated to change his mind. The honey blond was about to suggest approaching Lord Elias, only for Lady Hitomi to grab hold of his wrist and begin dragging him over to the explosive male. He offered no protest as Hitomi led him through the room towards Lord Elias, nor did Llewellyn complain at the slight burn he received from the other blond male's assistance when Lord Elias destroyed the collar about his neck. The servant had not truly noticed that he had been collared, or that his fellow classmates may had been wearing them either. Then again, Llewellyn had not noticed their collective state of undress. Wait, undress?!

Llewellyn was thankfully looking at Lord Elias when he realized that everyone was garbed solely in their undergarments and while he was not personally embarrassed by the group's state of undress, he knew that it was possible for the others to be feeling something akin to mortification upon realizing that they lacked proper clothing. "Milords and ladies," The servant called out loud enough for the other waking Weapons to hear. "Might I suggest that we include proper clothing in our search? I am not personally bothered by our current state of undress, but I doubt many of you share that sentiment." Llewellyn pointedly kept his eyes staring above his fellow classmates heads to grant them what little privacy could be afforded. Then, because he had potentially interrupted Lady Hitomi or Lord Elias, Llewellyn turned his attention to them once more; keeping his eyes level to their own, of course. "My apologies milord and lady. I did not mean to interrupt you. Please do not halt your conversation on my account."

Tags: The Elder Kyuubey (Interacted) Huntertabbysandshark3 And all the other Weapons (Mentioned)

Location: Unknown Facility

 

[Jackaboi]

It was all a blur when it happened. Elgin stared out of the window of his soul space, keeping a watchful eye for anything out of place. Then suddenly his window to the outside world was suddenly completely enveloped in smoke. He could barely make out the figures of everyone else through the dense gas. What's worse was that Elgin could feel the connection with Arthur weakening and fast. His voice becoming distant and inaudible. "Oi OI! ARTHUR WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON!? SPEAK UP DAMMIT!!" The visible look of worry was implanted on Elgin's features as he continued to look outside. Watching everyone get more and more groggy before they all fell to the ground. One of which fell closer, showing a dart implanted in their arm. "Oh shit... ARTHUR GET TO COVER!" But it was too late. By the time Elgin realised what was going on Arthur was already hit by one of the darts. He watched as the the sword dropped to the ground and Arthur fell right next to him. Now instead of the look of worry, Elgin was now utterly pissed. But there wasn't much he could do in weapon form, not to mention leaving it right now would be a horrible idea in all this gas. But that didn't matter in the end. Their adversaries knew exactly what they were up against. A fact made astoundingly clear once a device was thrown out that made an odd feeling pulse that practically ripped the control over their own bodies away from them. Before he knew it Elgin found himself in his human form, inhaling the gas like his Meister before him. The weapon fell to his knee, as his vision started to blur over, he could barely get a look on the enemy, all holding the dart guns that were shot earlier. "You bastards are gonna regret this... I swear to lord death you're all gonna die before tomorrow...!" Elgin was still groggy but he was still conscious enough to get some smack talk out before another round was fired putting him on the floor for good. His vision was slowly fading to black witnissing a few odd explosions happening which left a cocky grin on his features. Glad to see at least someone wasn't going down without a fight.

Suddenly he found himself in a very dark space, almost too dark, as if disconnected from the real world. It wasn't unlike his soul space yet that wasn't where he was. Then there was a light in the distance, a figure standing in the distance. The weapon walked forward towards the light. The figure becoming more and more clearer until he could recognise him. "... ... Toshi?" There was no doubt about it, that black spiky hair, that shit eating grin. It was without a doubt his best friend and blood brother. "T-Toshi... What are you doing here?" "Why wouldn't I be here? We're brothers remember? You get yourself into trouble you can bet I'll be there to join in the fun." Toshi grinned towards Elgin, right before a red stain started to form on the left side of his shirt, as if he just got shot. "But... guess I won't be there to back you up anymore will I?" Elgin's eyes widened as a sound of a gunshot was heard, which immediately made Elgin wake up again. Albeit slowly, his sight gradually returned to him soon finally being able to make out a bunch of soldiers patrolling around a series of cages. Elgin sat at the back wall of his cage, trying not to move so as to avoid the attention of the guards. As his vision finally cleared up he saw that all the other weapons were here too all stripped to their underwear, wearing collars on their necks. "Aw shit..." Was all he could mutter to himself as he laid his eyes on the likes of Hitomi and Rin, whom all recieved the same treatment. A very small amount of blood trickled out of his right nostril. "Damnit get your shit together... This ain't the time to be gettin' excited..." The blood caught the attention of the guard, whom must have thought Elgin had a bad reaction with the tranquilizer. He moved closer to Elgin's cage to investigate. Suddenly this was starting to work in his favour.

That's right come closer you bastard... I got a new move that I been itching to test out... The guard was right up against the cage door when it kicked off. It started with a gunshot coming from RIn's direction followed by Akron's carnage. It prompted the guard to turn his back to Elgin to check out the commotion. A wide grin had spread on Elgin's face as he got up and quickly approached him. "... Gotcha..." Elgin's arm had transformed into the cannon of his gunblade, he fired off a single shot that sent both the cage door and the guard flying across to the other side of the room. The impact with the wall being the killing blow. Finally Elgin sauntered out, rubbing his left shoulder, feeling the recoil of the blast. "Damn... I gotta get used to this..." It wasn't quite like Elias' demonstration though. While Elgin was able to free himself from his own cage. Elias utterly destroyed the huge steel door that blocked their path. Something he'd never manage with his own boom. At least not without his Meister. Elgin grabbed the collar on his neck trying to pull it off, but to no avail, he considered blasting it off with his cannon but that would only serve to blast off his head too. Instead he opted to swallow his pride and approach Elias to take up his offer. As the collar was destroyed, Elgin rubbed his neck, the sting from the blast annoying him quite a bit. But not something he'd kick up a fuss about. "ALRIGHT! Now I'm mad! These fucktards think they can just slap a collar on us and make us their lab rats? I think we gotta teach em a little lesson!" Elgin exclaimed... Not long before Lewellyn decided to speak up about a much more urgent matter. Something that Elgin somehow forgot about. Upon realisation he looked at the girls again, a blush beginning to form on his face. "Y-yeah... Maybe we should find our stuff first. But after that I'm going with whoever's finding our Meisters!"

Britt-21 Kyuubey The Elder RageFactorXIII Huntertabbysandshark3 Hubub101 ​

 

[Britt-21]

Mentions: RageFactorXIII The Elder /// Phayne Hubub101 Kyuubey BabyGirlRage Jackaboi GrieveWriter

Alice knew she should have been on higher alert. How could she be so stupid?! As soon as the dark smoke had began to release into the air, the young Meister went to run, only for more explosives to follow with a different kind of smoke. One that instantly took effect with one breath in and made her drowsy. She did her best to fight it off, covering her mouth to the best of her ability but it proved useless as she eventually lost the fight and collapsed to the ground. The sounds of gunfire, explosions, even her partner's voices, fading away in the distance as she finally succumbed to the darkness that welcomed her with open arms. Everything that followed after she had passed out was left to the unknown. Not knowing what the hell happened afterwards... Was probably the scariest part of it all. What happened to the weapons? Did they get out? What about the Meisters? It was too late for these questions now. All she could do was hope that everyone got out, or at least some of them. Went to go get help or at least took care of the threat that attacked.

Spoiler: Alice's mind (Optional)

The sound of a light turning on made Alice open her eyes slowly, her head slowly lifting as she began to look around the dark room, blinking a few times to focus. The floor was checkered, the only source of light coming from the light above, basically used as a spotlight. What...Where am I? this room was definitely not the space she was thrown into when her madness took over. This place was different. A new space perhaps? "I know you're in here, Madness...This looks like the place you'd hang out in...I cant even see into the dark like you can." the fear she once had wasn't as strong, but it still lingered. The past few months, Alice filled her mind with other things since she had so much more space to work with. Before, her madness was the main thing on her mind and without that, she was able to do things she couldn't do before. "I'm behind you, dummy." said her madness as Alice quickly turned, seeing the back of her madness's head, lowering her gaze a little, she noticed that she was chained up in a chair that was clearly bolted to the ground. "Didn't think you could visit. Feels nice for once, not being alone. All I could do is Sleep and Sit." Looking down at herself, Alice noticed she wasn't strapped down and slowly, she turned in her chair.

"Sleep and sit?" almost instantly, it clicked. The pills that Elvy gave her to put Madness off to the side...This is what it was doing to it? A laugh escaped Madness's lips, but it was a tired, lazy one even. "Alice...Alice...Alice... I worried about you, you know. Wondering what's been going on inside that pretty little head of yours." The blonde narrowed her eyes and rose from her chair, moving it with ease so she could sit in front of her madness in the middle of the light. Just by looking at her, she was drugged, tired even. The blonde wanted to feel bad, but she couldn't. Years of torture, taunting, teasing...she had enough of it and it was about time she was put in her place "You don't need to know anything anymore. You're not a part of my life. You don't control me anymore." and that was a fact. That madness had no hold on her anymore and it was clear that she knew that too. Those red eyes looking directly at Alice's emeralds. A slight laugh leaving her lips as she leaned her head back as if she was dizzy. "You've grown so much since...when was it...I can't even tell time in here...Let's just say for as long as I've been out cause I don't know."

Alice shook her head, not wanting to even tell her how long it's been. "What I've been taking to keep you out, I don't regret it once. The only thing I miss, is the immunity to pain, the fearlessness. But I have others to support me. I don't need you anymore. I know you'll always be here, but eventually, you'll be nothing but a prisoner in my mind. Not the other way around." her hands clenched into fists in her lap as she continued to speak "I am done! I was tired of being a prisoner in my own mind because of you. The taunting, the teasing..." tears began to well up in her eyes before spilling down her cheeks while her body began to tremble "Years of abuse... My childhood was ripped from me...and because of you I couldn't enjoy what was left of that childhood with Pops." her madness only looked at her, a smile on her face as she laughed sleepily. Alice noticed this and looked at her, clearly not accepting the laugh to the situation.

"You say all these things but look at how fragile you are. You cry just as easily when anything from your past comes up. You break quickly...Is it because I'm here? The only thing you can cry your poor heart out to? What about your Boy Toy? Lewie or whatever his name was?" Of course, being asleep from day to night, there was no way to get anymore intel on the situation. "Did he leave? Or is he still in your possession?" Alice refused to give a straight answer as she got up from her chair, "We don't talk about my partner here. In fact, I'm glad you know nothing." her voice cracked a little and she went to speak again, only to hear Lew's words cut through the situation "Lady Alice?" hearing that voice alone brought so much comfort to her as she moved to the edge of the light "Lew... Wait wher-" "Alice!" There was Hitomi. Thank goodness. Looking into the darkness with her Emeralds, she clenched her jaw and stepped into the darkness, clearly done with the situation she was currently in.

Alice's eyes tried to open, but she felt sluggish, weak even. So she left them shut, her body waking up and starting to feel the water she was currently sitting in. While trying to move her arms just a little, she felt the tug of them being restrained. There was something strapped around her face, from the air she barely felt, it was probably to keep her on the breathing end while underneath the water. Waiting for a few more moments, she tried to open her eyes again. However...she regretted it as the mask she wore only allowed her to see the cage she was in, on top of the many men within the room. How many? As she counted quietly in her head, she counted 10 in the large room, two by the door, about 4 hanging around the tanks. The other 4 standing by the control panel where someone was clearly on a call with Lord Death. Through the water, she couldn't hear anything but a humming noise. Lord Death knew they were here, but from his eyes through that mask, she could tell he was not happy. Something was wrong.

Wait... Quickly (Or what one would consider quickly under the water) she looked around, noticing her tank was entirely caged, but upon doing that, she noticed that all the other meister's had been in tanks too. But where were the weapons!? A slow rising panic began to come forth, but she did her best to hold it in, looking at her restrained hands and tugging them a little, knowing they wouldn't give. The blonde also noticed she was left in nothing but her undergarments, exposing the scars that were attained from her past. One of the guards had noticed she woke up and looked at her with a slight tilt of his head, giving a smirk and then...Laughing? Who the hell were these people!? Hold it together...Our Weapons are somewhere. They had to get out of the fight back at the site unscathed...Right? but what if they got the weapons too? Put them in the same situation? That wouldn't make sense cause they'd be in this room too. Her mind was racing with many thoughts that she couldn't keep control of.

Current Order of the Meisters: Elvy, Marcus, Arthur, Shinobu, Alice, Camilla, Morika, Baira​

 

[Phayne]

[Location: Area 51.]
[Mentions: All weapons essentially]
[Interactions: Camilla Jackaboi
As if fate had decided to personally come down and shove his worst fears in front of him, the niggling sensation of concern that had lingered within the crevices of Alcross's soul had been proven right. The trap that their group had unwillingly triggered being sprung as thick black smoke billowed forth from beneath their feet, enveloping the unguarded group like a smokescreen, yet it was not the removal of their sight that had been the intention of the enemy. Blinded and unable to defend themselves from the assault, the group were pushed further into a disadvantage when several explosions began to reverberate all around them, the sound loud enough to be disorientating yet hiding a darker danger.

Scrambling to his feet from within his soul room, Alcross ran towards the window that revealed the outside world to him, both hands clenched tightly into fists as he smacked at the glass helplessly. "CAMILLA!" he shouted, pounding his fist into the glass repetitively. "CAMILLA!!! TALK TO ME! GET OUT OF THERE!" he shouted in vain, the faint silhouettes of the other meisters collapsing around them doing very little to boost Alcross's hopes of Camilla getting out of there unscathed. "CAMILLA!!!.. GET UP.. GET UP CAMILLA... WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE"

Alcross could only watch helplessly as Camilla succumbed to the assault, succumbing to unconsciousness as the chemical payload took effect; the weaponized form of Alcross being dropped right next to her as the blue haired boy remained weaponized. Every fibre in his body had wanted him to change into his human form, to grab his listless partner and drag her to safety yet he knew that to be a fruitless endeavour. The fact that he was still 'conscious' was only down to the fact that he was in his weapon form and thus like the other weapons, had certain resistances that the meisters did not. Simply changing now whilst the smoke and whatever else had been used remained would be almost suicidal. Whilst it was painful for him to see his meister laying limp, he knew that the only chance of being able to retrieve her would be to remain conscious and hopefully pounce on an opportunity.

Alas, even that plan was torn away from him as the attackers moved onto the next phase, their focus now shifting onto the weaponized students now that the meisters had been rendered unconscious. A strange pulse resonated within the thick smoke, the shock wave like sensation going straight for Alcross's core as he fell to his knees in his soul room, beads of sweat forming along his brow as he convulsed; his mouth open as if to vomit yet nothing coming out except gargled noises and drool that began to pool on the floor. Whether the same affect had been there for every other weapon or more severe for him due to his multiple forms, Alcross could never know, but for him at the very least, it felt like his soul was being quartered right now, as if a rope had been tied around his neck and each appendage and they were all being pulled in different directions until they were ripped off of him.

Without a doubt it felt like his mind, body and soul were being torn apart; the blue haired boy screaming within his own mind as a severe pain ran up his spine almost as if a large tear had appeared along his back and threatened to rip him apart and while nothing was visibly there in his spirit room, the same could not be said back in reality. Where the bladed keyboard once lay was now an amalgamation of his multiple weapon forms, features of each form intermixed with one another as his genetic make up was thrown into complete chaos with each successive pulse from the device, the second pulse causing the spikes of his axed form to appear from his spine whilst the blade seemed to explode from his abdomen; his right eye taking on the appearance of his megaphone's speaker while his right leg became the piano keys. The balance within himself had been upset and before his body had finally returned to his human guise like the other weapons had, the blue haired weapon's mind had been completely overwhelmed and he had lost consciousness.

As others began to awaken, the listless form of Alcross remained almost completely motionless in the corner of the cage, his head slumped over to one side as he leaned against the corner; only one eye barely visible through strands of his dishevelled hair; glancing near lifelessly at the surroundings that the weapons had found themselves in. Not even the actions of the others would stir him to fight or move; the splatters of blood that Akron had painted the walls with, nor the sight of Rin and Elgin getting into the murderous action had been enough to get Alcross to join in the revolt, though it was not because he was not burning with anger himself but rather his body seemed to ignore him at this moment. He wanted to get up, he wanted to fight his way out and he wanted to find Camilla, yet despite his desperate internal plea's for his body to obey him, the boy remained fixed to the floor and forced to watched everyone else as if the gods had decided he had not already undergone enough mental torture.

All he could really do was glance down at his hand, his desperate efforts to move only just about able to get his fingers to move, each digit slowly curling in as he tried desperately to clench a fist and raise his arm, yet beyond those faint movements of his fingers, Alcross could do no more at this moment as his body still recovered from the assault. Yet unlike the others, the fact that he had been forced to change into a disfigured amalgamation of all his forms simultaneously had left his body exhausted and numb. On the verge of being torn apart into several pieces, his body was now in an almost disabled state, his internals seemingly alright for now yet other functions of his body still failing to respond to what he wanted. It was like the nerves that sent signals to his brain were taking far longer to get back into sync as his body remained in an unstable state.

The sound of Elias questioning others about the collars had caused Alcross to glare at him with his one eye, the blue haired meister still not on good terms with the hot headed weapon. Alcross would have told him plain as day to back off yet only a dry whisper escaped his mouth.Looking beyond him, Alcross also took note of both of Alice's weapons, supporting one another as the dust settled.​

 

[Jackaboi]

"... Camilla.. if things go south... You are my priority... even if that means the worse for everyone else.."

Camilla stood silent upon hearing those words, to say the least she wasn't expecting Alcross to say something like that, she was almost taken aback by it. Not that she was complaining though, in fact she was actually pretty happy he did. It stirred up a warm fuzzy feeling that she couldn't quite describe. If only for the briefest moment she nearly forgot she was standing in Kishin territory as she looked at the Keyboard Blade that Alcross resided within. Never did she ever expect someone to make such a claim. To make her feel like she was worth it. Her face turned a slight pink as she replied. "W-Where did that come from Alcross? I mean surely nothing bad will happen as long as we stay alert right?" As if perfectly timed with the Meister's words. A bunch of canisters were suddenly thrown their way before exploding into a huge gas cloud, obscuring their vision. It was hard to breath, she coughed as she struggled to find any fresh air. "(Cough cough) What's... (cough) H-happening?." The Crimson Haired girl's words grew weaker as she tried to make sense of the situation, but to no avail. She didn't even have time to think about her next move or why she couldn't reply to Alcross' inaudible cries. "A... Alcross... I... can't..." Then before she could make another word, she felt a slight prick in the back of her neck, not unlike a bee sting if only less painful. But due to it she soon found herself dropping Alcross to the ground and tumbling over with him. She laid right beside her partner, she stared right at him as the cries of her partner telling her to get up grew more and more faint. Her vision... Darkening as her pupils constricted. "... al... " Her attempt to call out her partners name came almost came out more like a random noise, before eventually, she was trapped in darkness' cold embrace. Her body taking on a death like appearance.

Spoiler: First encounter with Madness

Camilla now found herself in a pitch black room, lying on her back as she stared up towards the endless void. "Where... Am I?" She said, the words aimed at no one, yet despite this someone replied. "Your Soul space." It was a girl's voice, a voice much like her own, yet it was quieter, almost malicious in nature. The reply took the girl unaware as she shot up from the ground and was on her feet quickly to face the potential adversary. All she could make out was a pair of glowing yellow eyes in the darkness, staring right at her. "W-what? What do you mean?" The eyes drew closer as Camilla yearned for an explanation. Eventually the rest of the individual's body was in plain sight. This person... It looked EXACTLY like her... Except shadowed over, with it's hair blowing in front of it's face. But Camilla couldn't even feel a breeze. "I mean what I say. You are in your soul space. Your body was forced into a temporary slumber, and with nowhere else for your consciousness to go, it retreated back here, right to me. I have been so looking forward to this meeting Camilla."

Camilla's face grew concerned as the apparition spoke. There was so many questions she had to ask, opting to ask the most basic and obvious one first before anything else. "Meeting? W-Who are you exactly? And if this is my soul space then why are you here too?" Camilla's look of concern started to breach more onto the look of disbelief. As if she was denying what was currently in front of her. The girl chuckled under her breath as she soon answered the confused Meister's question. "I think you already know the answer to that. It's just whether you accept it or not is the issue... You know better than anyone else the horrors you've been through. Your perfect family... Perfect home... Perfect childhood... Perfect life... All ripped away from your grasp in a single night." Camilla was shocked when she heard the words come out of the girl's mouth, she took a step back not wanting to hear another word. "S-Stop! Stop talking! You don't know anything!!!" The glowing yellow eyes pierced right through the helpless meister. The look paralysed the poor girl on the spot. "You are keen on denying it then? As if I couldn't make it any clearer... Fine. I'll just have to tell you." The apparition closed it's eyes for a moment, any sort of glow it had disappearing in that small moment before they opened again. "I... am the very culmination of all your negative emotions. Your anger, sadness, resentment, desperation, agony, remorse... Fear... All of it... Gave birth to me... Madness."

Camilla couldn't believe it. The word's that left the dark being's mouth, she refused to believe it. Yet here it was, standing right in front of her. Fear now set in she turned tail and ran in the opposite direction, into the endless abyss. She ran and she ran... She ran for as long as she could until Madness appeared in front of her once again. As if she never even moved an inch. "You deny me... You try to run from your past. It will accomplish nothing." Camilla turned again but there she was right in front of her still. "But I can help. I can bring an end to your suffering." Camilla eventually gave in, dropping to her knees with her hands cupped over her ears and her eyes held firmly closed. Trying to shut out the apparition. But it was all in vain. Madness' voice resonated in her head as clear as day. "All you have to do..." "Shut up... Shut up shut up SHUT UP!" "... Is embrace me..." "NOOO!"

Camilla's eyes shot open again, looking visibly panicked at first but immediately stunned right after she realised where she was. She was submerged in some sort of tank full of what she could only assume to be water. Camilla wore a mask over her face, allowing her to breath in such a condition. bubbles escaped from the side vents of the mask with every breath she took, still in a sort of panic mode her eyes darted round trying to gather her surroundings. She was in some sort of lab, filled to the brim with guards, and an important looking man staring at a screen with a less than amused Lord Death behind it. Did they fail some sort of test? No... There's no way lord death would have this kind of punishment if it was. It was way too extreme. She looked down, to see that she was currently half naked. Upon realisation she tried to cover herself up on instinct. Even though she was still in her underwear, the essentials more or less covered, she was still incredibly embarrassed. To be stuck in a position like this was close to that of a nightmare to her. As she self consciously peered around the room she spotted her teammates Alice and Morika in similar tanks too, all of which have received similar treatment. her face now red with embarrassment. But that all left her mind when she saw Alice once more. Along with the scars that covered her entire body. Camilla couldn't even comprehend what she saw. How one person's body practically told their entire life's story. The lacerations that covered the blonde girl... How much pain she must have felt... And no one knew a thing about it. If Camilla wasn't completely submerged then she would visibly be crying right about now. The girl closed her eyes, trying to reach out for faint flicker of hope that they were yet to find. Alcross... Are you there... Please... Please tell me you're okay...

Britt-21 Phayne (Mentioned) ALONG WITH EVERYONE ELSE IN THE MEISTER PRESEVATION CHAMBER​

 

[Exanis]

Takeshi Mifune​

Takeshi had still had his reservations about sticking with the rest of the meisters instead of just splitting off on their own to find wherever their target may have been hiding, yet still kept his mouth shut about it beyond his original statement to Elvena to keep their eyes peeled in case anything happened. Turns out, even being on guard didn’t help their situation all that much. The first explosion put him on guard, extending his awareness to the maximum as he tried to find the source of it. The following explosions that then covered all the meisters in the thick fog of smoke, and the rapidly weakening connection between him and Elvena, was what caused him to speak out in a surprising burst of urgency. ”Toss!” It seemed like he was still heard as Elvena tossed him in an arc out of the smoke, and yet he could feel a tingling going through his weapon form midair. Landing and transforming as he did, Takeshi drew his sword and swept his gaze around, meticulously spotting faint glints signifying the weapons of their ambushers. Before he could move forward to eliminate the threats, he felt a numbness travel across his body, starting from the back of his ankle. Sparing a glance backwards, his eyes narrowed at the sight of the dispersing smoke, which had managed to reach him and waft across his skin. Facing back forward, he held his sword up and readied himself to defend. What followed was a blur of movement as Takeshi rapidly deflected darts aimed at him and the smoke, yet his body began slowing down further and further, before then being riddled with darts. Falling to a knee, he glared up at his surroundings, fighting against the oncoming darkness with all his will, yet it still seemed all for not as he continued to be peppered with shots. Before he completely faded from the waking realm, he lamented to himself on how weak the connection between Elvena and him was, and further on his own weakness to being brought low in such a manner.

And yet, as he left one realm, he awoke in another. Eyes snapping open, Takeshi took in his surroundings from his place on the floor. A dark dojo silently greeted him back, and he knew that he was currently within his own soul, which meant his body was still unconscious. Standing up straight, and dusting off the traditional kimono he found himself in, Takeshi walked towards the sliding doors that signified the entrance and exit of this place and tried opening them, to no avail. Typical. Of course it wouldn’t be that easy. Walking back to the center of the room, he knelt down and waited for the sole other occupant of the room to make his appearance. He didn’t have to wait long, as the eerie sound of slithering accompanied by a faint raspy cackling echoed from above him. A soft, almost nonexistent, thud signified the landing of the beast somewhere behind him. Then, it was curled around him, a body of the darkest shade of black imaginable, gangly limbs tipped with wickedly sharp claws and a distended belly, with a horrifyingly blank face that seemed to represent the endless depths of the abyss itself. Ryu, his own personal demon, birthed through a combination of his own inner darkness, the amalgamation that is Black Blood, and the Madness that very blood bestowed upon people. He stayed his tongue, waiting for the demon to speak, for he always enjoyed having the first word in their little get-togethers.

”Quite a predicament we’re in, are we not?” Even as he spoke in his skin crawling rasping tone, his voice had a slight chuckle in it. But Takeshi knew the truth of this being, knew the truth of his own mind. Ryu was just as upset as he was, if not moreso. This creature contained all his emotions but magnified, and the negative ones even further amplified. Takeshi didn’t know what happened after his lapse into unconsciousness, and he was already fighting down a volcanic rage bubbling up within him. If that was the case, then Ryu was nothing short of apocalyptic at the moment, hiding it beneath the veneer of mocking jest, but Takeshi knew otherwise. He knew that Ryu being curled around him wasn’t any form of affection, or even a ploy to make him uncomfortable. No, Ryu was a hair trigger away from trying to kill him within his own soul, consequences be damned, all in a desperate attempt to reclaim what was theirs. That was, of course, unacceptable. While the desire to reunite with Elvena was admirable, and maybe one day he would find the truth of why Ryu happened to be so attached to his partner, beyond being just a reflection of his own desires because there was something deeper there, this was still his body, his soul, and his mind. Glancing over at the beast with rage filled eyes, he snorted once then leaned back against its body, crossing his arms and closing his eyes as he did so. ”You’ll get your chance and your tribute soon enough. Keep your traitorous thoughts and intentions locked up lest I change my mind.” He could feel the beast tense and relax repeatedly, then shake as it let out a rumbling laugh which echoed in their silent surroundings. Takeshi allowed a small smirk, filled with a dark amusement, to cross his face. Ryu had seemed to truly understand what he meant when he said he’d change his mind, not that he thought the beast wouldn’t get it, for it was, in the end, him. "Your confidence borders on arrogance, does it not? Only you would threaten such a thing to a being like me, would you not? But very well, my power you will take, shall you not?” As Ryu finished speaking, the beast perked up and turned its face towards the sliding doors of this space, which had begun to slowly open on their own, letting outside light leak in. Glancing back at the young man it was wrapped around, it uncoiled from him and near instantaneously returned to the shadows of the rafters as it watched him stand and make his way towards the exit. Pausing in front of the open gateway, Takeshi glanced over his shoulder at the gradually darkening room and gave a serene smile that was filled to the brim with a desire to cause carnage. "Let's show them hell, shall we not?"

The transition from the room in his soul to the waking world happened instantaneously. Darkness filled eyes snapping open once again, Takeshi drank in the current state of affairs. Him and his fellow weapons were lying in cages, they were disrobed and disarmed, and there was something on their necks that he would bet was either a shock or bomb collar. Feeling for his connection to Elvena, he was both relieved and distraught to find that, while it was still there, it was unimaginably weak at the moment. Bringing his gaze back to the armed guards and personnel scattered about the room, he noted that they weren’t paying attention to them. Looking back to his classmates, he saw that they were all in varying states of consciousness and pushed down his bubbling desire to just attack, instead waiting for someone else to make the first move for him to follow up on. He didn’t have to wait long as he saw the pig launch itself forward, arms turning into axes as it let loose its murderous rage. Bursting into movement himself, he transformed his right hand from his wrist upwards into the large blade of his weapon form and moved to cut down the guard closest to him, easily bisecting him with a singular slash. Halting his forward momentum with a singular step, Takeshi turned to help take care of the rest of the enemies, only to find that they’d already been wiped out by the pig as it continued to rage about. A snort rang out in his mind as Ryu spoke up, ”The pig made a mess with its meal, did it not?” Suppressing a snort of his own, Takeshi vaguely kept an ear on what the others were saying, making a note to get his collar destroyed by Elias, yet his eyes were still solely focused on the raging animal in the room.

Letting his still transformed arm fall to the ground, blade landing noisily against the hard metal floor, he took casual, carefree steps towards the pig, serene smile long since slipping onto his face. Stopping just outside of the pig’s striking range, he called out to it, his venomous tone and apocalyptically glacial eyes filled with the corruptive darkness of his Black Blood a stark contrast to the peaceful expression on his face. ”Oi pig, learn to control your gluttony lest you bite off more than you can chew.” The ‘or else’ was quite clearly implied, but for the sake of the brainless beast in front of him, he decided to elaborate. ”And in case that was too hard to understand in your addled condition, let me be explicit. If I even get a hint of a thought that your presence will make it harder to reunite with my partner, I will cut you down. No games, no playing with my food, no second chances or shots at redemption. I will end you.” Tilting his head to the side ever so slightly, Takeshi’s smile widened, gaining a sharp edge as the darkness of his eyes paradoxically deepened. ”And if you take offense to this, please, make my day. Attack me. Let me drown myself in your mounting horror and dread as I rip you apart. Let me see the regret fill your worthless self as you realize your gluttonous desire for blood led you into the maw of something so incomprehensibly above you that you mistook it as a mere illusion of a far off legend. Please. Give me the chance to take away your reunion with all those you love and care about for even daring to try and hinder my path.” Then, without a second thought, Takeshi turned and began walking away, carelessly dragging his sword-arm against the ground, completely uncaring of whatever actions the pig may take against him. ”Or, instead, regain a semblance of intelligence, calm down, and live to see another day.” Pausing mid-step as he reached the blown up doorway of the room, he glanced over his shoulder at the remaining students, ”The rest of you. If you believe yourself incapable of fighting with your own abilities, take their guns. Understand that my warning to the pig extends to the rest of you as well. You are either an aid or a hindrance. For the sake of your and your partners wellbeing? Don’t be a hindrance.”

Stepping out into the hallway and catching sight of Elias’ form, Takeshi easily caught up to him with long, careless strides, the sound of metal being dragged across metal accompanying him as he closed the distance between them. Reaching out with his untransformed hand, he grabbed Elias by the wrist and brought his hand up to the collar around his neck. Wordlessly enduring the following explosion, he let go of the boy's hand and continued down the hallway. Yet, as he continued forward he called out behind him to Elias, already knowing the effect he has on him. ”Mutt. You have a chance to regain a sliver of your lost honor. Do not waste it.” It was only after this statement that Takeshi finally gave the go-ahead to Ryu, who had been eagerly awaiting this very moment. Mere seconds later the full force of Takeshi’s madness exploded forth from the boy as he continued to stalk forward in the direction his bond told him Elvena was. This was a warning, a signal, and a declaration of war. The roar of a dragon rudely awoken and finding his most precious treasure stolen from him. A challenge that Takeshi whispered out in his native tongue that still seemed to reverberate throughout the winding hallways.

”I’m coming for you.”

Interacting: Elias - Hallway( Kyuubey ), Akron - Room( Huntertabbysandshark3 )
Mentioned: The Weapons( Britt-21 , The Elder , Jackaboi , Phayne , RageFactorXIII , Z2010Deadmeat )​

 

[BabyGirlRage]

Everything had happened so fast, Morika wasn't able to properly process just exactly what had happened. One moment, she was keeping watch as the rest of her classmates were coming up with a plan as she made sure to hold Akron correctly in his weapon form. The next moment, the ground shook and the ground underneath her was sweapt away before her body had shut down. Morika couldn't remember much else of what had happened, but she did know a few things. Whoever these people were, they meant business. While she was unconscious, she had vaguely recalled men talking about what was to be done with them before there was nothing.

Darkness. Pure darkness was all she could see. While Morika couldn't directly recall where she was, she did know that she was literally floating around without any sense of stability and without the use of her hands. Upon realizing this, Morika had started to do something she hadn't done in a long time. Panic seized her throat and held her still in it's icy grasp as the deepest and darkest parts of her brain decided to reveal itself to her.

No, please no! Morika whimpered and thrashed about in her caged tank as her eyelids refused to open and her mind forced her to recall countless horrific events from her past. Events that the pills had done so well to surpress and to bring better memories and thoughts to life.

Little Morika watched helplessly as her classmates tore through her bag and broke half of her valuable items. The makeshift gag in her mouth was a tie from one of her male peers that found a sick satisfaction in holding down and torturing someone weaker than him. The students going through her bag stomped on the jewelry her late father had gifted her for her 8th birthday. The once beautiful necklace now laid broken and shattered on the ground into tiny little pieces. Whatever wasn't broken, torn, or damaged had been stolen from her bag and placed directly into the pockets of her tormentors.

The worst part had yet to come, as when they realized that she didn't have anything else that could be stolen or broken, they turned their attention towards her. Since the teacher was still gone, probably off with the Principal to try and get a raise for being a slut, they would drag her all the way to the grand water fountain in the courtyard. It didn't matter how much she struggled, kicked or dragged her feet, these kids were stronger than her.

Tears pricked in Morika's eyes as they had removed the tie and forced her head under the water. They held her head under the water until her body almost felt limp, then they would bring her head up to allow her to cough up all of the water that had been forced down her lungs. When Morika had almost tasted that sweet, sweet oxygen was when her head would be shoved back down under the water to repeat the vicious cycle. It wasn't until the bell rang that the children would stop their torture sessions and drop her like a worthless rag doll to the ground, giving her one last kick to the ribs before laughing maliciously as they returned back to class.

Everyday she had to face horrific experiences like this, and everyday she would come home waiting for someone to take her to her father. It wasn't until something inside the back of her brain snapped that she realized just how nice she had been to these fuckers who didn't deserve her kindness. Everyday she had hoped to make a friend, and instead she recieves someone who like to watch her bleed or choke until she can't breathe.

The next time she had gone to school, she went in with a different approach and attitude though still keeping her happy demeanor. It wasn't until recess was called that she had put her plan into action. Like clockwork, her bullies had approached her desk and held out their hands, expecting Morika to hand over her bag.

But something inside Morika had been let loose. A darkness that had yet to show it's face had taken over the young girl, and all she could do was watch. Morika watched as she stabbed the bullies hand into her desk with a fountain pen. Morika watched as children around her screamed as blood gushed out of the sobbing little bitch like a fucking geyser. Morika watched as she had gotten creative and beat the shit out of every single one of her classmates with their own belongings.

One girl was unfortunate and had her hand stabbed though with the class flag, she couldn't really remove it, seeing as that kept the blood from going everywhere and how she was held 7 feet up in the air. Another was currently begging for her life underneath Morika on top of her desk as Morika was slowly dragging the sharp blade across the girl's delicate skin. "I never understood until now why you bastards tortured me and stole my belongings. It feels so fucking nice to have you squirm and beg like the little bitch you are." Morika grinned darkly as she watched blood slowly drip down her skin and onto the polished wood of the desk underneath her.

At least until there was a loud gasp that filled the room and Morika was violently thrown off of the girl. When she looked up at who had the fucking nerve to touch her, she saw her teacher looking down at her in disgust. This only fueled Morika's anger and fear further and cut off her teacher's rants before they could even start. "Oh, look who arrives! The slut who will open her legs for anyone if it gets her a promotion and higher pay grade even though she already has a husband and children at home. How does it feel to know that your husband is currently filing for divorce as we speak and is ripping your children from you? It must feel good, right? After all, you can't even get a handle on the children in your classroom, so maybe this turned up for the best." Morika said madly as she swung the blade from side to side as the teacher burst into tears.

"You're a monster!" The woman shouted as she tried to call for help. This statement had made Morika bristle up. She was a monster? She who had been tortured more than half of the children of her grade as all of the teachers either sat and watched or stepped out of their classrooms off to do something they weren't supposed to. And this bitch had the audacity to call her a monster?

A soft chuckle bubbled up in her throat that turned into giggles, and from that turned into loud, insane laughter. It made all of the other children whimper and made everyone's hair stand on end. "I'm a monster?" Morika asked in between her laughing fits. "I suppose so. You all should be proud! After all, it was you who made me this way."

Before anyone could blink, Morika was rushing towards the teacher. A loud cry was followed by a blood splatter on the wall and other children in the area.

Though, she didn't have much time to divulge into her past any further as the air was running thin. Morika's eyes violently opened again widely as she thrashed about in her cage. This time, she had enough time to determine that she was underwater in a cage, and that she couldn't breathe. Quickly using her Soul Perception, she could deduce that her classmates were here as well as men that she didn't know.

"Akron, my friend, please hurrry."

 

[Z2010Deadmeat]

GWEN
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Head spinning.

Feeling of sickness in the stomach.

Unsettling chill settling over skin.

Blurred vision was coming back into focus. Oh what the living daylights happened? Last thing she remembered was some kind of gas and then....? Recollection needed to wait till later it seems! There was chaos and literal madness breaking out every which way she was looking. A heavy weight at her neck. Panicking guards attempting to contain an out of control situation.

And they took her clothes!

PERVERTS!!

Gwen was going to kill someone unless she got her stuff back. Baira was probably enjoying the view. Wait a second. WHERE WAS BAIRA?! Having been abandoned to try and contain Akron. Gwen was the last that stumbled towards the others in a confused daze before noticing the pile of corpses surrounding her previously mentioned fellow Weapon. During her classes, she had been advised on watching her teammates to notice the telltale signs of Madness manifesting. Possessing the Healing Wavelength meant it was her job to make them calm down when they got out of control. And the dead bodies told her enough.

"Time to snap out of it!" Gwen said as she tackled Akron to the ground from behind. She was too tiny to out power any guy. But that didn't mean, she couldn't get the jump on one and grapple him to the ground! "One healthy dose of Healing Wavelength coming up!" she declared as her arms began to glow while grabbing Akron by the temples. The strength of her wavelength washing over the insanity that was plaguing her fellow teammate.

 

[Britt-21]

Mentions: Kyuubey Z2010Deadmeat Jackaboi /// Phayne Exanis The Elder RageFactorXIII Huntertabbysandshark3

Rin stood there when Elias approached her, there was no reason to, considering he was going to do the same that he had done for everyone else. His hand reaching out and wrapping around her collar before breaking it into pieces. Though, she felt nothing but heat come from his hand, that same heat that gave her comfort whenever she was around him, especially in close quarters. Those crimson eyes of hers decided to lock onto his for a moment, noticing the shudder he had before he asked a question and turned away. This was the first time that Rin was able to function while Elias was in her personal space. But that was because her Meister was somewhere. Her soul feeling just the barest of life from their bond. Shin if you leave me too like this I swear... she didn't need another death on her hands. Not being over the first death from her sister...Adding this one on top would surely push Rin towards places she did not want to be in. Clenching her hands into fists, her eyes shifted to Akron who stood there with that evil look on his face, his body clearly taken over by something. This alone would put anyone on edge by being in close proximity of him. It didn't take long for those crimson eyes to switch over to Hitomi and Lew, using one another as support. Good to see that they're moving too.

Twintails moved slowly over to the blood bath that surrounded Akron, her pale feet stepping into the red liquid that pooled on the floor. As gross as it was... she had to, she needed to. Though she stopped when she heard an explosion, causing her head to whip in the direction of Elias who broke the door down We're going to have company no doubt...An explosion like that would get anyone's attention. she thought before looking at the others. Noticing Alcross still limp within his cage, Elgin standing with no direction to go, and soon enough her eyes landed on Takeshi, who was making his way over to Akron, the large blade that was his arm dragging across the metal floor. Almost as if his arm was heavy. As much as she wanted to step in to intervene, her gut told her not to and that it was a bad idea, watching for a moment as Takeshi began to speak. Those words held darkness to them and Rin knew for a fact not to mess with that. While he spoke, she took this time to try to find the right body parts. Looking for any type of gun, knives, things they were able to use.

"Elgin, Llewellyn, if you both want to get dressed, then be my guest." her tone was different, serious, cold, harsh even. Finding a few pistols from a couple of legs, she checked the chambers, making sure there were bullets in them before tossing them towards the group on whoever wanted them. "I don't give a damn about my clothes. My Meister is more important than something that can be replaced." she cocked back another pistol and used her underwear to be a holster. What else could she really do? She wasn't going to wear bloodied equipment. She then went on ahead and looked for some knives and finding plenty. Though one was all she needed as she held that singular blade in her hand before turning to her classmates again "Elgin, grab Alcross. I don't think he's getting up anytime soon. We can't leave anyone behind, they'd be at risk." she said before Gwen tackled Akron to the ground, pinning him with her smaller frame before using a healing wavelength on him. "Gwen you can keep doing that, I don't think we have much time. Calm him down as best as you can."

"Takeshi is right about the weapons, grab your weapon of choice." she gestured to the pile of pistols before grabbing some ARs, knowing very well they were full (darts or bullets) as she tossed them over onto the pile she made before making her way from the blood, her feet living footprints along the way. The look on her face progressively got darker as she walked closer to the opening that Elias made for the group. Takeshi already out of the room and going up to Elias. The knife in her hand began to dance, showing how much skill and control she had over said-knife. How Rin was walking was almost scary, followed by the dark expression on her face, followed by seemingly glowing crimson eyes I will tear this place down with everyone here just to find you. I'm not going to lose another person again. Especially not like- her thoughts were cut off by the sound of a blaring alarm, red lights beginning to flash within the halls, doors loud enough to indicate they were closing and men began to rush into the current hall they were in from another room.

The hand on her blade tightened as she came up on the other side of Elias "Blow them all to hell, Elias." she took her other hand and pulled the pistol from her hip before the men wasted no time in firing their weapons. Rin wasn't going down without a fight, she'd be damned if she didn't do anything to stop this threat with those in her class. If her life was meant to be taken here, then so be it, but after she saved her meister. Not too far from the group there was a closed door to the right, after just closing, while the threat sat in front of them like sitting ducks. Pointing her own weapon forward, she began to shoot, careful not to hit her classmates in the process, whoever decided to rush in...​

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

akron
interaction: Exanis Z2010Deadmeat Britt-21​

Everyone else regaining awareness around him Akron didn’t move or even really care they were more or less irrelevant at this point Akron remain standing at where his little rampage had ended, and just waiting in unsettling silents, not reacting to anything around him or near him, if any of the other weapons has said anything to Akron it was lost on him. that was until Takeshi decided to address Akron directly the threats thrown in akron‘s direction where heard loud and clear his eyes seeming to lock onto Takeshi’s blade, the tiny smirk on akron’s face fading back to a totally neutral look “maybe.... maybe not...” akron replied his tone soft a small smile returning to his face “ but you care about this so much more then I do... and you had to poke the bear...” with little change in expression it was hard to tell what akron was going to do next whatever plan that was ravaging his mind had been cut short, he’d not noticed Gwen tackle him Akron’s stance could hardly be called stable and so gwen managed to get him into the ground Without much of a struggle form akron, moments later he felt everything pulling back his limbs returning to actual hands and internally he was horrified he‘d let himself go so far.... soo...soo...far and it was all his fault he should have said something before they got into this situation maybe if he’d done so none of this would have happened and he’d not be grappled onto the floor having to be restrained like a animal. Outside though his expression didn’t change still and neutral and clam as always but without the murderous intent behind it getting up rather quickly Gwen would probably have been pulled up with him “ I'm... I'm... sorry....I shouldn’t have... it would have been easier to... I just... I should have been more resolute... thank you...” a half-apology half self-deprecating words spewed from Akron’s mouth in his usual voice though he only addressed the floor his head bowed down, he resigned himself to simply follow the lead of the rest of the weapon‘s it was clear to Akron that he was in no state to make any sort of suggestion... or anything else... and it seemed there was a lead to follow that being Rin, to take some weapon and be ready for a fight Akron give a slight nod looking at his arms soaked and dripping with the blood of those he'd turned into a red mess around him. he was worried if he used it again, he'd just end up back where he started a blood-crazed maniac he took a second to breathe before allowing but one of his arms to shift back into a huge gnarled axe and taking one of the pistols left in the pile "ok..." he'd say softly before the alarm suddenly went off, it was clear their break out had been noticed.

Akron followed Rins lead, Akron got far closer to the door then some of the other weapons, moving with the same jolted speed form before towards the new targets his strikes this time where not as brutal as before only enough to kill and not cause a horrific mess..

 

[Kyuubey]

Elvena Stein



Unfathomable. That was the emotion that swirled around Elvena’s hues as the situation went from tranquil to tumultuous. The next feeling that rose from the depths of her soul was acrimonious, the helplessness that began to cover her entire being only making her bitter and feeling like a trapped bird. There wasn’t enough time to clear herself from the smoke she’d already inhaled. Smoke that was running rampant through her entire system and shutting it down. Not enough time to calculate her surroundings through the smoke and get her and Takeshi to somewhere that she deemed a bit safer. So as he called out that single word, simultaneously she put every ounce of strength that she could muster into chucking her partner away from the place where everyone around them was falling. The bandage slipping from around her hand was the last thing she remembered feeling as the numbness fully spread and she was forced to collapse onto the dirt. Her fingers instinctively closed as if trying to hold onto that sensation, eyes following in unison as she was taken by the pull of a dream.

Naturally, given the ambush, Elvy didn’t believe she’d be joining the waking world anytime soon; if at all. If the situation were in reverse and she had her enemy unconscious before her, they would still be met with a swift death. So when the steady familiar sound of a machine started to break through the drowsiness it was almost comedic to her when she found herself submerged in a pod. “ I found it quite amusing too. “ The voice called out to her, a welcome notion to slip back into the safer place that she always resorted to. “ Why? “ Elvy finally answered, those eyes opening to stare at the girl across the room instead of the bubbling water currently encasing her entire body. “ Just seems fitting. I was born there and now it’s going to be your grave. “ As much as Elvena wanted to scoff at the entire statement and make some claim that it surely wasn’t the case, she just shrugged and let that unemotional gaze slide off to the side. Pessimism was her other self’s strong suit after all. It tried its damnedest to sway her in the direction where no light entered or could be found. Despite the temptation at times, that pull just wasn’t strong enough when weighed against other desires she had.

“ However this plays out, at least we will have each other, so there’s that. Better than dying alone. I know you’re afraid of that, regardless of how you want to act. You’re the part of me I shoved back here to shield from the world. The part of me that wouldn’t make it. You might be sinister and clever but have you ever wondered why I’m always in absolute control? It’s never wavered for a second. “ Elvy’s face gave off a peaceful vibe despite the dangerously cautious tone her words were leaking. “ It’s simple. “ Grey strands of hair uncoiled from the floor as she stood and made her way towards the mirror image of herself, arms reaching out to pull her into a tight embrace. “ I’m not sure you’ve realized but I was the one who was born that day in the tube. You’ve been dead this entire time. “ Whether the other girl knew this or not hadn’t become clear until she felt her skin being riddled with warmth. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out the girl within her grasp was breaking down into a fit of hysterics. The tears, the shaking, it was all a clear indication of that realization finally setting in. In this moment, Elvy felt like an older sister clinging to a sibling that was terrified of the thunder booming in the background. As if trying to protect them, to drown it out.

A series of loud beeps invaded the space, drawing Elvy’s attention away from the girl. She pulled away and held up a finger as if motioning that she’d back in due time. A smile was still spread upon her face as she disappeared, eyes shooting open to stare at the source of the sound reverberating through her tank. They were met with one of the faces of the soldiers whom seemed highly amused pressing buttons as if the machine before him was some sort of arcade game. Those crimson eyes flashed brighter than the alarms now going off in the corners of the room as they bore down upon the man. She watched him intently as he backed up a few paces and held his hands up, finally grinning in response as a ‘whoops’ fell past his lips. While she couldn’t hear the word, it was pretty obvious what his body language was saying in its stead. Ire was quick to lick at her soul, giving it a jump start that she was hasty to dampen. I can only control what I can control. She reminded herself as her body and soul found its way into a state of pacification once again. From here on out the oxygen levels she’d once been receiving did not feel the same but she wasn’t afraid. Not an ounce of fear would take harbor in this Stein. She believed, well knew, that there was no way in hell that anything would stand in Takeshi’s way from finding her.

All she could do was make sure that she kept herself alive for him to find. Seconds away from allowing herself to hide back in her mind, something interrupted that. The nagging feeling that someone’s eyes were once again locked on her figure was becoming unshakable. She peered over at the guards in the room who seemed to have been kicked up into a more frantic state and didn’t find the culprit. That only left one direction and she hesitated, not wanting to become overwhelmed with any other emotions, before she steeled herself and glanced over to the left. The confirmation was instantaneous as she glared with narrowed eyes that seemed to darken the longer they remained settled on Marcus’s oddly appreciative and satisfied expression that he wore on his face. If she had been met with a look of worry or fear, that would’ve been acceptable, but the guy looked actually pleased to be stuck there. The reason behind it wasn’t a mystery either as his eyes weren’t even lifted to look at her face but instead the half naked state they all seemed to be in. If he doesn’t die there, I’ll kill him. Now Elvy didn’t have a lick of shame or concern about someone seeing her body but this was not the time nor the place to be focused on such things.

Spoiler: Head Space Stuff

Not waiting for Marcus to notice she caught him amidst his staring spree she let her lids fall back to a serene close, allowing her body to be put in a state that was considered almost comatose. “ Do you feel him? “ The girl wasted no time to assault Elvy with a question that she found extremely particular. Her head tilted to further show her confusion as she looked around the room. There was nobody there but them and surely she wasn’t referring to Marcus or Elias even. Ever since she’d stopped wielding her brother their own bond had faded rapidly, being completely consumed by another’s; Takeshi’s. “ Feel who? “ She bit into the apple of curiosity, not enjoying the feeling of being utterly clueless. The look she was met with only made her expression change itself into a deadpan one. “ So you can’t… “ She mulled aloud to herself, completely avoiding answering the question as if this development was insanely intriguing to her. “ I’m really not in the mood for any games. Who are you talking about? “ Elvy inquired once more, tone once again shifting to one that demanded answers. Her other self put on a cute smile, at least she thought so, and skipped around the room they occupied before coming to a slow halt and pivoting back towards Elvy.

“ Why Ryu of course. “ With an unreadable expression, Elvy opened her mouth to speak but then realized she couldn’t formulate a proper response. This amused her doppelganger whom was now on the ground, legs kicking about childishly as her head tilted from side to side, chin neatly tucked into the palms of her hands. “ Takeshi let him out to play. I figured you’d have known, we created him after all. Don’t you remember your experiments? “ That last question broke through the void of emotions she had previously been experiencing. The corners of her mouth began to twitch, hands visibly shaking for the first time in her life. “ Takeshi isn’t some experiment to me! I’ve dedicated myself to him. “ She shouted out, flinching as her words bounced off the walls surrounding them. “ Ooooooooooh? Like you’ve dedicated yourself to science. “ Those kicking legs picked up speed as if taunting her, smile stretching as she felt the impact of her words causing disarray in Elvena’s soul.

She wasn’t sure if the uneasiness plaguing her was due to the vague truth that she normally saw the world as a giant experimental playground. Oddly enough, Takeshi was exempt from this but why did she feel the unyielding desire to defend herself from such accusations? She felt him and I didn’t. Elvy began chewing on her lip, that nagging tick of hers popped up to show that she was clearly bothered. How did she even know the demon's name? Why am I just learning it now? Am I really that mentally inept? Did I fall into complacency somewhere along the way? That nibbling became more intense, lip being torn into as blood began to dribble down along her porcelain skin. In her tank she was mimicking this. The water was beginning to become cloudy and blacken the longer this continued and the more her blood started to flow. Have I just been negligent and expecting of him? He’s always there. He never asks for anything. How did I not know such a key detail? What connection am I missing? Our souls are perfectly in sync and still I didn’t feel it. It doesn’t make sense. “ I can’t make sense of it. “ Even though her tone seemed completely level it was clear she was internally panicking, fingertips rubbing against her temples as her brain went into a meltdown.

“ I’ll give you a hint if you waaaant. “ The spectator sang out, now laying flat on her back with her gaze glued to the ceiling. It was enough feeling the turmoil in the room, she didn’t have to watch to get the satisfaction she wanted. A lowly hum filled the space as she took the silence as an answer to proceed. “ Genius level brain, check! Strong unshakable soul bond, check! Heart to actually care and truly connect to someone with? You say I’m the dead one but I certainly got one of those. “ She rested a hand against her chest and sighed dramatically before flipping over and letting her gaze meet Elvena’s. “ So? Is it there? Do you even know what one of those feels like? “ The constant prodding became more and more effective as it continued. Truthfully, Elvy was afraid to even lift her hand and feel if she did indeed have a heart to care about someone with. If she didn’t it was going to be impossible to explain to herself how she thought she was capable of claiming to have someone matter to her at the extremes Takeshi did.

“ Better yet! And hear me out, maybe you have one but you think Takeshi is unworthy of being let in. That’s pretty cruel, don’t you think? The poor guy defends your honor, protects you, fights alongside you and you treat him like an enemy. “ She went silent and turned over once more to hide the smug smile that had appeared shortly after she finished speaking, not wanting Elvy to see the pleasure she was receiving from the hurt her words were bringing. The grey haired Stein began to back up until she felt a wall halt any further thoughts of escape, a wall that she inherently wanted to see disappear so that she too could recede from everything going on in her head. “ That’s just not fair. That kind of thing is thready at best, you can’t rely on it. “ She tried to justify it, body surrendering to the wall as she slid down it to settle quietly upon the floor. “ I’ve never known you to spew around crap without having actual evidence to back it up. How would you know what it’s like? You’ve never let anyone in. In fact, you do more pushing than you do pulling. Just look at poor Elias. If that’s your idea of love than maybe Takeshi truly is better off not receiving it. “ Those words were going to haunt her, she knew.

Elvy resorted to staring off into nothing, having fully absorbed every taunt and truth flung at her. Even though she wasn’t fond of what she’d heard it was making more sense than anything else. Her demon had a connection that she lacked, it was the only difference between them. The only variable that she’d yet to explore. That was tricky though, Elvena most certainly not being the type to wear her heart on her sleeve or even give away any indication that she felt with it at all. Would it even strengthen our bond if I chose to add the heart alongside the soul? Or would it damage it further? These questions fluttered about in the front of her mind, several answers coming to meet them but none sticking. Eventually she sighed and curled over to rest the side of her face against her knees, trying to remain in the realms of her mind and not snap back into the reality her body was currently facing. The girl who had been previously jeering her soon came to sit beside her, mimicking the actions but letting her face fall the opposite way so they were staring at one another in silent contemplation.

After some time Elvy finally lifted her head, her nameless demon doing the same. She wasn’t sure if she was being mocked some more or if there was a genuine sense of just being together going on. Whatever it was, Elvena was too consumed by the questions and thoughts along with a feeling that she’d never quite experienced before. A feeling that was crippling and growing stronger with each passing second. “ What you’re feeling confirms you're more human than you thought. It’s fear. “ She named the emotion that was rising and Elvy’s eyes instinctively widened. She basically scoffed at the notion, deeming it ridiculous. “ I’m not afraid of anything. What do I have to be frightened of? “ The questions being asked were now for her own benefit on gaining additional knowledge, knowing full well that her other half knew her better than she knew herself. That much had been proven over time, at least when it came to something so foreign as emotion. “ Rejection. “ It was one singular word but it spoke in volumes, the weight it carried enough to make Elvy’s expression falter. Denial leaked through in the form of a small laugh bubbling forth as she stood up tall. “ You think so? I’ll prove it. “ A grin found a way onto her features, that confident Stein charm spreading as she pulled the other girl up and slid her palms against hers, fingers slipping between hers to entwine gently.

Another voice broke through from the outside, though faint and on the verge of dying out, but not before it reached her ears.

”I’m coming for you.”

I hear you. Her grasp tightened and their foreheads touched, eyes slipping to a close in unison.

“ We’ll fight. “

The whispered voice was all that was left behind as she faded from the realm where her madness lived. Blackened water circled around her, form completely hidden by the darkness swirling like a welcome friend. She embraced it, a wickedly sinister smile tugging at her lips to initiate awakening the strength within her. Deadly red eyes flashed open as hundreds of ebony needles pierced through the glass, collectively causing it to shatter it as the water poured out onto the floor in a flooded manner that was quick to garner the attention of the soldiers in the room. A few of the needles had pierced her own skin but hadn’t gone in too deep. The wounds were just enough to create more bleeding. Bleeding that was anticipated. Blades shot out from her skin that released her from her bindings and cut down the cage as if it were soft butter, the sharpness rivaling Takeshi’s own weapon form. Her wounds began to close as she fell forward, body still completely exhausted from all the hell it had been through. She winced only slightly as she hovered over the puddle of water, palms and knees digging into the shards of glass that were scattered about. Grey and black blended together as her hair spanned out into the watery mixture below her, face staring at the eerie reflection that only appeared as her demon. They smiled at one another momentarily before the sound of thudding footsteps fell like heavy reminders that she was still not safe. Her movements were sluggish but she extended a hand, fingers splayed out as the blood around her acted to impale anyone who got too close.

When they realized that they were at a disadvantage on getting within her proximity they began unloading bullets down upon her. It felt like soft warm rain, bouncing off her body as the black blood within her body hardened to deflect their normal weaponry. Unable to stand or really move from her position, she forced herself to rest against the remaining intact part of her pod. Both hands remained out so she could grasp some sort of form of concentration to keep herself protected from any oncoming attacks, black blood ready to weaponize itself in a heartbeat if they so much as lifted another finger or pulled another trigger. As in warning, another gun went off and a needle went flying to implant itself between the soldier’s eyes and he dropped to the ground soundlessly. “ Guess you’re my hostages now. How pleasant! You try to harm my comrades and I’ll skewer you alive. “ Even though she was battling consciousness and an extreme fatigue, she meant every word, nobody was going anywhere. She’d fight with every fiber of her being to remain awake until she saw him again.

Mentioned; Takeshi Exanis Marcus The Elder All the Meisters​

 

[Kyuubey]

Elias Stein



Anything happening behind him had been drowned out, his entire attention being tunnel visioned on moving forward and towards the shit storm he knew was waiting around any of these corners. A shit storm that he was ready to partake in if it meant the others could run ahead. Elias knew his place. He knew that destruction and fighting was more his forte while some of the others were more based around speed and stealthiness. Nothing about Elias screamed noiseless and ninja-like. Every part of him fit into the explosive make some noise category. There were no issues there; he loved being part of that club. So as Hitomi and Lew caught up with him, his head turned only the slightest bit in acknowledgement. His steps slowed but didn’t entirely come to a halt as he turned and started moving backwards, both hands shooting out to grasp both collars within reach. He smirked as they crumbled beneath his grasp, the explosions once again masterfully controlled. For someone who seemed wild and sporadic he surely was showing his more precise and delicate side with these people. It was vaguely disturbing to him but his anger wasn’t directed at any of them. It wasn’t their fault they were in this predicament or that Marcus had been taken. If anything, they were just as driven and bewildered about the entire thing as he was. This common goal kept him level headed enough to interact with them in a way that was teetering on cordial. Plus a few of them happened to be his teammates, like Hitomi and Lew so they got to see a slightly nicer side than most. From a standby point, it was better than throwing insults everywhere and acting like a one man show. At least for now, teamwork was going to be necessary and even he wasn’t stubborn enough to deny this.

The comment about the clothes from Lew caused his smirk to only widen in response as he turned back around, walking normally now. “ Not sure anyone gives a shit about that. There’s bigger problems on our plate. But if someone feels the need to be a fucking pansy, they can have my boxers. I'll storm through this place in the nude. And Lew? Quit feeding my damn ego. I’m hot headed enough without you trying to make me feel like a fucking king. “ As if on queue to knock him down from his state of elation, Takeshi stalked on by. He didn’t make any attempt to pull his hand away as it was grasped and lifted, knowing better than to challenge the guy by now. He’d done it once and it had broken him. Whatever feeling was emanating off of Takeshi’s person was also setting his mental state into a frenzy but he forced himself to drown it out. The collar clattered to the ground and Takeshi was moving again, and with him that suffocating aura that finally allowed Elias to breathe once he was out of his close proximity. Any sentiments he held onto from the cute nickname used for him remained hidden but a curt nod of acceptance was all he could muster in response. Truly there were no words that could follow his statement; only action. Action he was more than willing and ready to deliver on. The madness exploding off of Takeshi’s self made his steps fall short, body shaking as if itching to answer its call. He wasn’t afraid, he felt inclined to join in, the wolf in his mind lurking about and ready to rise to the surface.

Alarms began to go off around them, the bright lights only working to mesmerize him into a more lulled and pacified state. He felt that tug, the darkness creeping up but he felt someone enter his personal space. A voice followed and he snapped out of it immediately, the words of encouragement like someone triggering the release safety button on his more explosive side. His canines flashed with the extension of the thrilling jolt of adrenaline he’d received from getting the go ahead from someone to go all out. Usually it was the other way around, but now? Oh now he was going to have some damn fun. “ Fucking finally. “ He exclaimed loudly, hands being thrown up in unison as he ran ahead, smirking at Takeshi as he blurred forward. The door closing to his right caught his attention and whilst he noticed his other classmates were already busy with their attention on the soldiers he realized he’d just do what he did best. He backed up against the wall and faced the door, shifting his head from side to side so he could crack his neck in several places. Putting his training to good use for being a pure demolition boy, he jumped up and planted his feet against the hard surface of the wall, blasting off almost immediately. With the force behind his explosive punch, he barreled through the door, completely sending it flying from its lock-down state to leave a gaping hole in its place. It didn’t stop there as the impact of the steel door crashing into the wall behind it caused it to begin to crumble. He peered through some of the cracks and noticed movement behind it. “ Ehhhhhh? It’s like the maze all over again but this time I really want to bury some fuckers alive. “ The memory pleased him greatly and it showed, face contorted into pure joy as sparks began to jump around his fingertips.

He reeled back and slammed his fists against the wall, forcing a sufficient amount of emotion and soul behind the notion. Just like the walls inside the dark filled tent on orientation day, it disintegrated beneath his hands. The soldiers behind it were sent flying, bricks and debris assaulting them and leaving a majority of them unconscious from the surprise they unknowingly walked into. At this point his skin was drenched in sweat, breath slightly audible as he stood there grinning from ear to ear. “ Wrap it up fuckers, I made us a door. “ His voice carried itself behind him as he stepped forward and ripped a gun being pointed at him by one of the guards out of his hands. He tossed it back and extended a real friendly regular punch to his face that sent him barreling towards a wall, a cackle of a laugh filling the air at the audacity of someone pulling a gun on him in such close proximity. The further they moved from the room they started out in, the stronger the bond with Marcus was starting to feel. It was reassuring at least to know that they were moving in the right direction.

Interacted with; Hitomi The Elder Lew RageFactorXIII Takeshi Exanis Rin Britt-21 Mentioned; All weapons essentially​

 

[GrieveWriter]

Shinobu Basili

It happened too quickly for Shinobu to properly react, and in all honesty it came at the worst time. She had just been adjusting her mask with one hand, the other keeping Rin held tightly as she worked to adjust the straps so she could slip her iconic piece of facewear back on. But before she could even orientate it in her grasp, it happened. The attack came suddenly, with her immediately raising Rin with one hand despite not being able to see their targets yet. She instinctively clipped her mask to her waist and instead tried spotting their assailant, realizing too late that the fumes they were surrounded by wasn't just meant to disorientate them. But by the time this realization had registered, it was too late. Soon she collapsed, the cries of her partner fading away along with the rest of the world.

Soon everything was white, fading into a familiar darkness as she struggled to open her eyes. But upon reaching a hand out in front of her, she found that her eyes weren't closed. The room she was in just so happened to be black, all except for a stage light illuminating something ahead of her. A familiar form was standing at the front of the second floor seats overlooking her, he was obscured by a metal contraption he was carrying, but she recognized the elongated white limbs immediately. She immediately steeled her breath while reacquiring the pose she'd been holding for the past ten minutes whilst waiting for him. The disgruntled individuals behind her were far less subtle about their reactions to his arrival.

Spoiler: Show of doom

"The boss is finally here!" one sighed in relief before gasping "Hey! What was that for?!?"

"Stay quiet and wait for him to start!" another panicked man ordered, only for another to groan.

"But we've been standing here for-goddamn-ever!"

Shinobu didn't risk shaking her head at these interactions, several of them were obviously new to this procedure. As the boss made his way to the center of the row of seats, more lights turned towards the stage Shinobu was standing upon, nearly blinding her and definitely blinding several of the Yojiware-Kai members behind her. They were arranged in a U-formation running along the edge of the stage, which extended outward into the seats: an exceptionally wide runway. There were more than just the corrupted souls of the Yojiware, Shinobu knew that two of the individuals in the formation were grifters caught committing crimes in Soshiron Family territory. Another was a rival in the Yojiware who lost a duel and subsequently lost his position of power being nabbed by the Soshiron Family as well.

Every single one of them had extravagant sets of clothes, with only some of the Soshiron Family members following Shinobu's lead and maintaining flamboyant poses. One, however, just couldn't keep silent as his boss came into sight.

"Boss, please!" he called out "I didn't know the shipment was supposed to be diverted! The scamp who brought the message had no way to verify!"

"Y-Yeah," another followed up "if we woulda known he was gonna kill 'em we woulda stopped 'im, honest!"

Shinobu fought the urge to roll her eyes. These weren't just some rookies, she could tell from visual alone. Newest members of the Yojiware-Kai didn't have as many telltale signs of corruption as the elder members. These guys may not have suffered as many odd physical mutations as their boss, but their bodies were already losing their similarities to regular humans, the result of the innocent souls they'd dined on under the Yojiware-Kai. Any member of the Soshiron Family who stayed long enough to get that Corrupted had to be familiar with how the Patriarch of the family dealt with incompetence.

Dormu always did have a taste for theatrics.

But as she watched him start setting up the odd device he'd carried in, Shinobu found her stone expression giving way to confusion. Throughout the insurmountable number of performances she'd done for the Yakuza Leader to maintain her portion of the deal she'd made with him, he'd never needed any kind of machine besides the occasional camera. His face was obscured by the stage lights and the mechanism itself, but as his elongated arms adjusted to aim it towards the stage, her eyes widened upon realizing what it was...

...a mounted LMG.

Soon Dormu slid to the side of the weapon, raising one of those long pale arms to silence the murmurs of those on stage with a sharp, "Shhh, complaints aren't stylish, kiddos." Dormu stated before his hands returned to loading the massive gun pointed directly at them "Making mistakes can be extremely stylish, but only with a certain flair, ya know?"

Leaning against the gun, Dormu ran one of his long hands through the tattered remains of his once immaculate hair. The effects of corruption had taken its toll on him, yet even now he still moved with style and flair that few would expect of one with such an increasingly monstrous appearance. He gestured towards them casually with one hand as the other tapped along the barrel of the immense gun.

"Now Nob-Nob down there's been through this rodeo enough to know I would usually never interrupt a performance." he grinned down at Shinobu before his misshapen face stretched into a pout "But lately I'm getting the feeling that many of ya ain't exactly understanding the importance of style."

"I get my suit refitted twice a month, boss!" one of the Soshiron goons right next to Shinobu called out, only to flinch as a heavy caliber round tore a hole into the wood floor beside him. The grifters both froze in place, with a thinner Yakuza member chuckling at the sight.

"While fashion is crucial and maintenance is appreciated, it doesn't hold a candle to the importance of impact! Consistence! Unrelenting style can befall even a lowly beggar wearing tatters, its all about the performance that goes with it that can truly sell it, lads! And losing ya composure over something as petty as lethal harm is downright disheartening."

As he spoke, Shinobu watched as other members of the Soshiron family began filing into the room behind him, filling up the seats as more lights flared up around the stage. Dormu tightening a fist over his chest before grinning and patting the LMG at his side.

"So consider this a test and this lil' guy your Test Admin." he declared "If ya can't keep a consistent air of style under duress then I might as well put ya out o' ya misery now, no sane boss would let styleless jokes muck around in their squalor."

"What?!?" one of the Grifters gasped

"Stay calm," Shinobu said back to them "Follow my lead and don't let him spook you... you can get through this."

"And finally she speaks!" the thin Yakuza from earlier gave Shinobu a small applause "I've seen you go through so many of this without a word that I wondered if a new threat like this'd do the trick. Hey, hey Nobkins, why ya goin' and giving' the poor dear false hope like that? We both know she ain't gettin' off this stage alive."

"Just focus on making it out of here yourself, Harada." Shinobu stated as she watched Dormu finish welcoming his crowd of underlings to the latest of his infamous fashion shows.

"And with no further delay," he gestured one of his boys over, who brought him a deep dish filled with human souls. Dormu plucked one from the plate and leaned back dramatically before carefull swallowing it whole. He shivered in delight before snapping his fingers, almost immediately music kicked up throughout the massive room.

His hands locked around the handles of the LMg as he gave a cry of enthusiasm, "Let's see them hips sway, people!"

And like that, it started again.

Shinobu knew her way around Dormu's fashion shows, and was already strutting her stuff n line with the others. But not three seconds into the show shots rang out and one of the grifters collapsed with massive holes running up his body and a missing arm.

"Oh dear god!" the other Grifter cried out, only for another round to tear the top of her head off. Shinobu couldn't help but morbidly note how even the sound of Dormu firing the gun was in time with the damn music.

"No pauses, people!" Dormu called out while nodding to the beat "Glamor's a game of catch up and this train doesn't stop!"

"Woo!" Harada called out while swinging his hips to the tunes "Two down already? How camp!"

And so Shinobu continued walking, pausing at the front of the stage at each cycle for another pose. She just had to make it to the end of the song,so held her breath every time more shots rang out. Two more of the other contestants were down, yet Shinobu knew that they weren't even halfway done. The fallen contestants offered a new challenge, as their bodies required the others to manuever around them. Ahead of her, she watched one of the Yakuza try stepping around it only to be thrown to the ground by gunfire not a second later.

"Life demands one to manuever its obstacles with class, children." Dormu cooed before daintily swallowing another soul "A simple roadbump in the way doesn't mean lose all your style now does it?"

And so she had to swerve around the bodies with careful footwork, twirling in beat with the music whilst trying not to slip on the growing pools of blood. Two more were put down before the song ended, with all the remaining performers having to strike a pose together as the song finally cut out. Of course the only ones to survive were those in the Soshiron Family, those unfamiliar with Dormu's particular brand of punishment hadn't stood a chance. Shinobu gave a silent send off to the fallen, only for that to be interrupted by a chuckle beside her. Posing right beside was Harada, who grinned and casually looked her over before pouting.

"Aw, ya lookin' a lil' down Nobkins. Something a matter?" he asked with a tilt of his head,

"You're imagining things, buddy." Shinobu shrugged while running a hand through her hair, only to pause as a groan from Dormu reached her.

"Nah, no he's on to something." Dormu rubbed a long finger along the gun before tilting his head, he gave a hum of confusion for a moment before the next song kicked in and he immediately began tapping to the groove "Oh well. Guess we gotta figure out through some good ol' training!"

"What?" Shinobu looked up to him "Now?!?"

"Boys, be dears and try beating a revelation out of my star girl down there." Dormu was positively grooving to the next song as it kicked up "And try and get it done before my next song's all wrapped up now, please?"

The crowd of Yakuza around him, having feigned interest for the fashion show prior to please their boss, were now calling for blood as the prospect of a beatdown became clear to them. Hearing their chants, Shinobu lowered her hands and turned back to see Harada kicking off his shoes. As soon as his shoes were gone his feet convulsed and transformed into sharp claws which he flexed whilst drawing a folded blade from his suit.

"Finally, a real dance can start, right boys?!?" Harada looked back only to tilt his head "Boys?"

One of the other surviving Soshiron members was staring intently at the bodies of the grifters, drool flooding out from his mouth liberally as he quickly ripped open his suit and ran for them. Dozens of small arms tore free from his stomach as he threw himself on the bodies.

"Still fresh and moist!" he giggled as the plethora of small arms immediately started dragging bodies into the massive cavity of his torso. As he gorged, Harada merely looked on with a shake of his head. Shinobu took the time to pull her mask off and run a hand through her hair.

"Heh," spoke the third Yakuza as he shoved Harada out of the way and drew a handgun "Always wanted to break a Basili."

The moment he pulled the trigger Shinobu's mask slammed against his eye and made his round go wide as she charged him. He caught sight of her lunging for him and swung his gun around only for her to duck under it and catch his arm before ramming her knee into his elbow and snapping it. He swung back with his other with a roar of agitation as his gun clattered to the floor, only for her to buyr her heel into his back and kick him away. Shinobu reached up and caught her mask whilst rolling her neck.

"Okay, looks like we're doin' this now." She sighed whilst strapping her mask back on and looking from the downed Yakuza to Harada "So... wanna go next?"

Harada merely grinned at her while licking his lips, but before he could take her up on her offer a blood-curdling shriek rang out behind Shinobu.

"Fresh and moist!" the Gorger yelled out as his plethora of arms skittered towards at high-speed like some kind of human-sizes roach, trailing blood behind him from his last meal. With a twist of her heel, Shinobu kicked the fallen handgun gun into the air and whipped her hand around to catch it and open fire. She wasn't used to guns, and was unprepared for the recoil that through her round off its mark. She took one look at the gun before rolling her eyes as the Gorger lunged for her. Rearing back, she threw the gun directly into his face. The handle slammed into his nose and made him lose just enough momentum for her to dive under his lunge and get him in a headlock.

As the multitude of arms thrashed about, Shinobu tried to tighten her hold on him even as his excess drool spilled all over her hands. She wasn't given time to adjust her hold, as running footsteps made her head snap back around as Harada dove leaped up and dove towards her with his knife. She spun the Gorger around and shoved him towards Harada whilst backing up, but Harada slipped in between his fellow Yakuza's grasping arms. His blade sliced one of the extra limbs off in the process, but Harada rolled forward and sped towards Shinobu whilst whipping his blade in between his hands at high-speeds.

Shinobu swerved to the side as he launched towards her, watching as he caught himself in a somersault and spun around. Before she could pursue him, the sound of angered grumbling made her glance o see the larger Yakuza with the broken arm had picked up his fallen gun. Not only that, but the Gorger was darting in from her side again. Thinking quickly, she struck a pose as the Gorger leaped towards her. Spreading her arms wide, she slid under him again only this time reaching up to snag hold of his neck and leg. Before his plethora of arms could latch around her, she spun around and toed him straight at the gunner. Seeing the flailing Gorger flying at him, he panicked and opened fire. But it was no use, his entire upper body dissappeared in the Gorger's cavity. He struggled immediately, running around the stage whilst trying to pry the Gorger off of him, but he'd already gotten a taste for him.

Brushing her hair out of her eyes, Shinobu leaned out of the way as Harada slashed at her again. She swung around, only for him to slip out of the way of her fist and dart back before catching himself and leaping forward again. Her eyes widened as she crossed her arms, catching his wrist with his knife dangerously close to her face. Steeling her stance, she shoved him back again and darted in before he could land. Spinning along his arm as he stabbed at her, she reared back and slammed her fist into his face. What she hadn't been prepared for was his face to give way from her attack and slide off.

She gasped as Harada's face was torn by her strike, looking less like flesh and more like wrapping paper. And beneath it wasn't flesh, the corruption of his soul having led to the meat beneath his skin becoming more like jagged bone. Shinobu caught herself before she could gasp as Harada danced backwards and reached up to tear the remains of his face away.

"Ohohoho!" his tongue ran sensually along his teeth "I'm sensin' one hell of a climax, baby!"

He lurched forward as his spine shifted beneath his skin before extending downwards, soon a bony tail exploded from his back and whipped around. Harada gave a twirl as he tossed his knife into the air, immediately the very tip of his new tail shot up and snatched it out of the air before whipping around towards Shinobu. The tail was covered in spikes, prompting her to slide under it to avoid all its edges. Seeing Harada dancing to the music as his tail did all the work, Shinobu narrowed her gaze before reaching up and taking off her mask. She threw herself over the tail as she slid her fingers into grooves along the mask's inside. Whilst ducking under another swing of the tail, she reached up with her mask as the teeth slid open.

Harada was in the midst of doing a twirl as the tunes reached a particular crescendo, only to halt as his tail suddenly jerked. He glanced to see that Shinobu had caught it in the jaws of her mask, giving him a salute before yanking him towards her. He laughed as he stumbled towards her, the very tip of his tail stretching before throwing his knife back towards her. But she'd caught sight of the movement, glancing back with just enough time for her to swing one leg up and kick the knife into the air. However, the minor distraction gave Harada an opening to slam his elbow into the back of her head. Shinobu reeled as he dragged her close and quite literally used her as a stepping stool to make a jump for his knife.

But she still had his tail in the grasp of her mask's jaws. So, while still struggling to shake off the impact of his elbow, Shinobu tightened her hold on Harada's tail before dragging him backwards out of the air. She released his tail as she did so, spinning around as he fell towards her and ramming her mask into the back of his head. Her mask-encased fist carried his head forward, and soon Shinobu slammed his head right through the stage below.

She gave one more flip of her hair before looking over the mask for potential damages sustained in combat. But just as she was looking over it, Harada's knife fell into the mask's teeth. Shinobu frowned at this, but noticed that the music wasn't playing. When had it finished? Looking up, she saw Dormu staring down at her with a casual smile.

"Ah, to witness the blossoming of the fabulous." he wiped a non-existent tear from his eye before stepping forward and gesturing towards the stage "Waste not your tears on them, darling. Those who fail to leave an impression are destined to be forgotten. Lookers like you and I have to set an example."

"Yeah, I get it." Shinobu nodded towards the LMG "Is that gonna be a mainstay for the shows now?"

Dormu clapped his hands together, "Ohohoh, what a fabulous idea!"

Shinobu closed her eyes and sighed before reaching up to grab the knife so she could pull it from her mask. But she felt no handle. In fact, she couldn't feel anything other than a light-headed sensation of drowsiness. She opened her eyes only to find herself submerged in a giant vat of something. Between the lack of clothes, inability to move and the measly amount of oxygen she was getting from the mask she had situated from her move, it was clear to see that she wasn't going anywhere fast. As the memories of her time with the Yojiware-Kai took a backseat to what was before her, Shinobu figured that this was probably the result of that ambush they'd been subjected to. A quick glance around revealed to her that she wasn't wrong, and soon she found herself deciding to ready herself for potential torture. No matter how much she suffered, she'd still look damn good while being subjected to it.

So she merely closed her eyes again, letting time pass while waiting for something... anything to happen.

She knew that her fellow meisters were there, but the weapons had been taken away. The fact that they were still alive was clue enough that they were needed for something, meaning that for now the fear of death was distant. But it would draw closer the longer they stayed here, hostage situations tended to become more dangerous as time passes. For now, Shinobu focused on conserving energy. Whether for the potential torture they'd be subjected to or a potential escape if the opportunity presented itself. She stayed like that until it happened, one of the other meisters had managed to break through their restraints and seemed to be giving their captors issues. Even within her fuzzy mind, Shinobu's soul perception was quick to categorize the escapee as Elvena, but it also lead her to furrow her brow.

Something was wrong, extremely wrong with how Elvena was now. She was still too delirious and her thoughts were muddled by the fluid she was trapped in, but that didn't mean she wasn't able to grow concerned at the odd changes that seemed to affect her classmate. She could feel that Rin was still alive, despite how weak the fluid around her made her grasp on her senses. Right now she could only hope that they kept getting lucky at this stage. Though she still considered herself a soldier of the DWMA, she couldn't say that she wouldn't be a little peeved to die at this point. It would be just her luck too, given how good she figured things had been going up until now. Bonding with her weapon and classmates, getting used to living with a family, completing one mission after another, hooking up with a girl from her school. It had seemed as though she were due a bit of karmic retribution, but not enough to literally die over it. She'd feel like kind of an ass if she let herself get taken out in such a... well, style-less fashion.

Britt-21 and the @PrisonPodPeeps

 

[The Elder]

• Marcus
• Hitomi

• 
  
  Test Tube BabyIt all happened so fast. One moment the group was all walking together, scanning the area, then boom! An Ambush took everyone by surprise. Even with his soul perception he didn't see anyone coming. He had no idea how it was possible but it happened. Smoke quickly covered his vision entirely, removing any chance of visibility. He quickly started to feel the effects of the smoke, slowly losing his vision, shortness of breath, and even losing his hold on his weapon.He wanted t stay strong and fight his way through this. All he had to do was clear the smoke, but his body wouldn't move. That was until Elias called out to him, telling him to throw him. Hearing his raging words, Marcus's mind went into overdrive and his body moved instinctively. In one fluid motion he hurled Elias off into the distance, hoping he'll be safe to fight later on. No weapon-less Marcus grasp on his consciousness finally slipped away the moment darts entered his skin, forcing him to pass smooth out.
  
  By the time Marcus came through, his eyes shot open and his mind automatically went into a slight panic state. He was trapped in a tube filled with some kind of liquid, chained to the bars. He tried his best yanking himself free but knowing would work. He couldn't even reach the glass of the tube to try and soul force his way out. With this oxygen device in his mouth, he could barely breath, which brought him to panic a bit more. He snapped his head to the left and right, scanning the room. What he saw was something that was bitter sweet. All in one line, were all the misters, all in the similar situation as himself. Imprisoned in tubes, with barely any clothes on. He tried looking around for the weapons, mainly Elias however they weren't around. It was strictly just the misters. Guards were coming and going, chattering about whatever, and messing around with controls. He wanted to break free and bash a few heads in but he couldn't.
  
  Finally accepting the realization of whats going on, Marcus starts his process of calming down. He closed his eyes, and focused his breathing, trying to relax him. Once that was complete, it was just him and his thoughts to keep him company. He looks around the room, looking at each mister in their tubes, making sure they were all alright. So far, despite the looks of trauma or anxiety on some of their face, they were all alive. Which made Marcus happy. He then turned towards his right, where his eyes widened. In the tube with barely in clothes on was Elvy, who seemed to still be unconscious. El-Elvy... Gawd damnit Marcus, here you go again. Don't do what I think you're gonna do. Its not like you haven't seen things like that before. Shit you even use to live with her, and she did thinks like this. But whatever you do don't look. Nope don't look, turn back straight, close your eyes. He thought to himself trying to not to look, but the more he told himself not to something in the back of his mind told him too. Through all that nonsense and fighting, he ended up scanning Elvy from her head to her toe, and back up, however when he did he felt her staring back at him. He glanced up at her eyes, before snapping his head back to the front. Way to go Marcus, you got caught, being a peeping Tom. Oh damn, Mom would kill me, if word got out. Good thing aint nobody her gonna tell her though. Then again, Elvy just might kill me for what I did. I think I'll rather just die in this tube, then face either one of them. Sadly I can't, I got a weapon to turn into a death scythe. Speaking of which. Marcus closed his eyes, focusing on Elias's very soul. As he felt it, a grin formed on his face. His soul was in a fury, raging and heading straight for me. I'll see you soon Eli, but for now I just chill her and talk to myself.
  
  
  Spoiler: Inner Demon

  Closing his eyes, Marcus entered what some would say a safe space. Usually it takes the appearance of a New York style city, or behind a Dj Booth, but this time it was pitch black. Marcus stood alone, question what exactly was going on. Something felt off and chilling, He felt a presence looming over him, eyeing him down. "I know you're there. I don't know what or who you are, but you might as well show yourself. I don't really have time for this." Marcus said. "Oh but you do." A voice answers back. "You basically have all the time in the world, well until you run out of oxygen and die, but yeah you got time." The voice reveals says as it reveals itself in front of Marcus. Taken by the appearance of the voice, Marcus took a step back away from it. "Oh, you don't like what you see. Are you scared of your madness." "Madness, I don't have madness. I don't even get mad." Marcus says causing a frown to appear on Madness's face. "You're really an idiot. I see why that girl doesn't want you. Shit I'm sure you weapon doesn't even want you. I'm sure that's why he told you to throw him. At that very moment he probably decided to leave alone just so you could die." Madness says pacing around Marcus, obviously trying to strike his nerves.
  
  As madness spoke, Marcus kept a chill expression on his face, trying his best today him no mind. "So are you done, or are you done. I wasn't really expecting to be talking to anyone, I really just wanted to chill in my safe space, but no....I'm here with you." He says give his madness the middle finger. Madness simply laughed in response, finding Marcus' chill facade amusing. Knowing him through and through, he knew Marcus was truly terrified and alone. "hehe I don't know why you're acting so hard Marcus. I know you boy, and I can tell you're terrified. Terrified of dying in this pod, terrified of having to put your mother through yet another traumatic funeral, and even terrified of your weapon dying. What would you do, if the next time those doors open up, Elias steps through covered in blood with multiple wounds. That'll be your breaking point, the point you'll wish you were dead. You've failed to protect him twice already. I still can't get over the first time. You left him as he was arguing with another weapon to take his sister to go get food. Like really were you really that blinded. You know she hates you right. Don't think just because she started talking to you again doesn't mean she doesn't. She still hates you for what you did to her."
  
  Hearing these things, slowly started to grind Marcus' gears. He head was down as he clenched his fist, slowly getting angry with himself. "First of all. Elias isn't just gonna step through that door. He's actually gonna blow it down along with all these guards in here. I can feel his soul and he planning on dying anytime soon. He'll be here before I even get close to dying. Second, I'm fine with her hating me, but I know she doesn't. The one person she hated in this world is dead. and gone. Just like what you're about to be, if you don't just shut the hell up. I'm done talking to you, and I hope I don't ever see you again. Which is likely to happen since your obviously deep in my subconscious. I can tell by the pitch blackness of this room." He pauses and looks up as he starts hearing sounds of glass shattering and guards yelling. "Uh oh, looks like there's a party. Peace bitch." Marcus says throwing up the peace sign.
  
  Opening his eyes, a grin formed at the sight of Elvy free from her tube. He knew by the black water on the ground, that it had something to do with her blood. He knew that a moment's like these, its very nice to be her. However despite how easily she took care off the guards, Marcus knew she had to be at least fatigued from everything that happened before. A girl of her stature can handle her own, but she still has her limits. The guards in front of her were now basically her prisoners, up until the very point she passes out. Marcus at least hoped she would crack this glass to let the water out and some air in. He finding it quite harder to breath now. Elias please hurry the hell up. He called out to him. Kyuubey
• 
  
  Gotta Go Fast"Thanks Blondie." After getting there collar removed by the cute explosive, hot headed blondie, Hitomi thank him and made her way to find a weapon. She was indeed skilled enough to handle someone hand to hand, however against these guns and darts, and probably racing against a clock. As she stepped through the puddle of blood, she was unfazed by it all merely focusing on her task at hand...finding a weapon. As Rin grabbed her a knife and pistol, Hitomi stumbled upon two combat knifes attacked to someone's legs. Grinning from her luck, she simply grabs both of the knifes and makes her way towards the door, clearly after it was blown off by sir blondie. "Great as if we didn't already draw enough attention." She said with a sigh. "Come on Lew lets go. And don't worry about close. Alice is our main priority got it. I'm fine being like this. It's not the complete worse I've look either." She said.
  
  Hitomi followed Elias and Run outside of the room, leaving some of the other weapons behind, until they caught up. Most were all handling the psychotic battle-axe killer, hoping to snap him back into reality. Luckily for her, there was another weapon a angst them who has healing wavelength. Something that could put a temporary hold on his madness. With everything going on, Hitomi was definitely sure everyone was on 10, ready for whatever came their way. Their misters were taken, and now its up to them to save them. No one knew where exactly they were, but if they need answers, Hitomi could definitely make them talk. Shortly after leaving other weapons followed behind, catching up to them rather quickly. One of them was a brown skinned male., who simply waltzed up and grabbed Elias, and made him remove his collar. Didn't even say thank you. She felt the tension between the both of them, deciding it was best for her not to speak on it.
  
  Soon enough alarms started blaring, and loud footsteps were heard coming down the hall. "Things are about to get interesting." She said gripping her two knives even tighter. The sounds got louder and louder, and everyone else got ready. "Lew, shield whoever needs it." She said to him before dashing forward along with Akron, getting leaning low to the ground. She heard gun shots coming from behind her, meaning Rin was laying down cover fire. She hoped, she was an excellent shot not to shoot her. As Hitomi go closer to the guards, she lunged forward attacking the guards Akron didn't. Her movements were fluid, and quick, as she strikes at their vital organs going for the kill. Hearing two consecutive explosions, Hitomi ignored it the, focusing what was in front of her. As the number of guards dwindled dramatically, she heard Elias calling out to them telling them to wrap it up, so she did. Ending her fight, she wipes her blade clean off on the guards clothes, before heading in with Elias and the others.Though before she stepped in, she felt Alice's soul was wavering a bit. Something was wrong with her.As she stepped in, she noticed the one Elias punch, she walks up to him holding the knife against his neck. "Should I try and ask him for answers orrrrr let em be??" She asked looking at everyone else, clearly not joking. "With answers, we can take the definitely route to our meister instead of feelings alone."
  Kyuubey Britt-21 Exanis RageFactorXIII Jackaboi Huntertabbysandshark3 Z2010Deadmeat Phayne
  

 

[Jackaboi]

Elgin was just about to start searching the place for his clothes... That was until Rin did something totally unexpected. Not only did she not care that she was currently half naked, but she also went ahead and indirectly challenged Elgin's resolve. What she said basically made him look as if he prioritised clothing over the life of his own Meister. "Oh you think I can't prioritise huh...?" He said quietly, he wasn't sure if he was taking Rin's words the wrong way or not and honestly... he didn't care. Now his pride was on the line. "Fuck it! Looks like it's time to cross fighting through a secret lab in my underwear off my bucket list!" He picked up a pistol from the blood-soaked ground and began spinning it with his finger. A large cocky grin on his face. He noticed that Takeshi had a different air about him, he seemed more intense than usual, enough for Elgin's nerves to start acting up. Good thing he was on their side. "These guys ain't gonna know what hit 'em~" Right before he could march forward however, he was once again stopped by Rin, ordering him to grab the blue haired weapon sulking in the corner. The sudden shift in the atmosphere almost knocking him off balance. An annoyed tick appeared on his forehead as he begrudgingly went along with it. " ... Alright alright you got it boss..." Taking a full 180 degree turn he picked up another pistol and approached Alcross. Passing by Gwen who was currently attempting to calm the beast that was Akron. A slight hint of jealousy apparent on his face. "Tch... If a little bit of madness is all it takes for half naked girls to pile up on me then sign me up..." Elgin spoke quietly to himself as he finally came up to his destination. "Oi... The hell you doin'. It ain't safe here ya know we gotta get moving!"

Elgin sighed as his words didn't seem to reach out to him. "Listen man... I'd really rather not have to pick you up and carry ya with me everywhere, and I bet you wouldn't like that either but ya know the drill, no man left behind and all that. Not to mention Rin wouldn't let me hear the end of it if you up and died here so get your ass up!" Suddenly an idea popped into Elgin's head as he remembered the distrustful gaze that he shot towards him back in the limo. His grin came back as he prepared to put his plan in action. Then suddenly he turned around and shrugged. "Ah well I tried... Guess I'm gonna have to save that pretty red head for ya..." He remained quiet for a while, giving plenty of time for that sentence to sink in. "I wonder what will happen if I'm the first one she see's as I rescue her from the clutches of those guards..." He nodded to himself, running the scenarios through his mind. "I'd bet she'd be real disappointed that her own weapon is nowhere to be seen... And REAL grateful towards me~ Oh! Elgin! Thank you so much for saving me! What EVER can I do to repay you!" Elgin put on a horrible impression of a girls voice to mimic Camilla, even throwing out a few hand gestures here and there to really emphasise his point. His grin grew wider as he continued. "Well then Camilla... If you are so desperate to return the favour... I may have a few ideas running through my mind..." He made a quick glance back towards Alcross, wondering if he reacted at all to his little performance.

Britt-21 Phayne (Interacted) Z2010Deadmeat Huntertabbysandshark3 Exanis (Mentioned)​

 

[RageFactorXIII]

Llewellyn was uncertain as to how he was supposed to respond to the words and acions of the other weapons. Lord Takeshi had already begun to leave through the entrance that Lord Elias had blown open, but the black haired male's words had stirred a great deal of concern within the servant. Then, when Lady Rin spoke in a tone of voice he had never heard from the twin tail girl, his concern grew ever greater. The honey blond male was no fool, he knew that they were all currently wrapped within a crisis and that the others would act drastically different, but he was not prepared for this. Lord Takeshi must be in great distress to declare that he is willing to sacrifice his classmates. Unless he never truly considered any of the other Lords and Ladies his allies.... A most troubling thought, made even more concerning considering the sincerity of Lord Takeshi's words. Then there is the unstable mental state of Lord Akron to consider along with with Lady Rin's new demeanor. I understand that everyone must be feeling worry, concern and fear for the safety of their Meisters, yet a change this drastic is too much. The servant had a light frown on his face from witnessing all of the shifts in his fellow Weapons' usual dispositions. It was worrisome to see everyone else act as they were and while he could understand their reasons since he was fearful for his Meister's safety as well, Llewellyn had hoped that the others would have been able to keep themselves composed. Still, he did step forward to the weapon pile that was comprised of weapons from the fallen facility guards to retrieve a pistol before following Lords Elias and Takeshi and Ladies Rin and Hitomi out of the large opening leading out of the room.

"I shall do so Lady Hitomi." The servant let the order from Lady Alice's Weapon take precedence over his worried thoughts as he rushed in after the girl. Following Lady Hitomi lead Llewellyn straight into the fray, where he was then forced to duck and dodge to hopefully avoid being hit by the projectiles shot from the facility guards' weapons. The honey blond male would have returned fire if he knew how to properly make use of the pistol he had picked up, but he did not. That is why the servant instead tried to get close enough to the guards to bat their firearms down, to the side or generally away from his allies while the pistol he had picked up was used as an improvised club to knock out the guards. Though, this approach was not without its downsides. Llewellyn could feel small trickles of liquid drip down his arms, sides and legs and a painful burning sensation within those areas as well, telling the honey blond male that he had been grazed multiple times by the bullets or whatever else it was that the guards had shot at him with. The blood trickling down his arms would become a problem later if Llewellyn needed to grip something and it also made his time conscious limited, but not as limited as it would have been if any of the shots had hit their intended marks. I will be fine. I have to be or else I will end up becoming a burden for the others. The bleeding should not hinder me for a while besides. Still, it would be ideal if I could hide my bleeding from the others. They have plenty to worry about without adding my well being to their list of concerns.

The skirmish was thankfully short and Llewellyn had begun to look over his fellow Weapons for any possible injuries at its end. The servant found no one bleeding or harmed from their brief encounter with this grouping of facility guards, which was most fortuitous. Llewellyn then swiftly removed one of the fallen guard's coat and pants during the brief pause that Lady Hitomi's action had created. Then, the servant began to dress himself with the two articles of clothing he had taken while the others responded to Lady Hitomi's question to interrogate the man she had a knife pressed against. He would have offered his own opinion towards the girl's question, but two other Weapons had indirectly hinted that his thoughts were not appreciated, so Llewellyn said nothing. It was probably best that Llewellyn kept quiet anyway, for his silence ensured that the other's attention was away from him while he hid his insignificant wounds underneath the stolen guard clothing. Though, the servant's silence also allowed him to notice Lord Takeshi's departure. After listening to Lord Takeshi's speech earlier, Llewellyn was not surprised by the black haired male's decision to take this opportunity to split off from the rest of the group. Llewellyn silently wished the other Weapon luck, then he turned his attention back to the group. He did not bring up Lord Takeshi's departure, even as the other's finally decided what to do with the guard Lady Hitomi had captive.

Tags: The Elder (Interacted) Britt-21 Kyuubey Exanis and the other Weapons (Mentioned)

Location: Underground Facility Corridors

 

[Britt-21]

Tags: Kyuubey Exanis The Elder RageFactorXIII Huntertabbysandshark3 /// Jackaboi Phayne Z2010Deadmeat

Just as her pistol ran out of ammo, she threw it aside and watched as Lew, Takeshi, Hitomi and Akron (With Gwen-Backpack) went forward, taking on the men ahead of them. Slicing them down like nothing Looks like I won't have to do much here. she thought to herself, dodging any incoming bullets to the best of her ability. Though it didn't take long for Elias to destroy the door to their right. Of course, he went on ahead and blasted something else with his words carrying through the air clear as day. The brunette began to move in that direction, fiddling with the knife in her hand. Her pace slowly began to increase as Hitomi ran past her and grabbed a guard. She had asked about the guard and Rin spoke, her voice cold. Too cold than the average tone "By the time you get the answers out of him, we would have blown half this building down." Twintails had lacked the knowledge about being underground as much as the next person... Those were the only words that left her lips as she came up to Elias once again, getting hit with some kind of sweet scent. But because she was tunnel visioning on the men blocking their way, there was no way she can ask about a sweet scent among the chaos. It did smell like Maple Syrup... "Elias. Explode me. Now." she then moved in front of him, her body suddenly disappearing in a bright light, indicating her weapon transformation.

The weapon form of Rin was sent flying towards the men, smacking one in the face and sending him stumbling back. Not only did she avoid bullets and darts, but the whole travel to get there in the first place. Before her form could smack into the ground, she shifted back and suddenly there was a thin trace of blood flying through the air. This had caught the others off guard as the man collapsed at her feet, blood pooling on the ground from the slice on his neck. As soon as that body hit the floor, it revealed a lunging Rin, driving the blade through an unsuspecting guard's face before yanking it out and causing more blood to fly through the air. Hearing a battle cry, she turned quickly and seen another guard coming at her with a knife as well. A knife fight. My Favorite. The one style she enjoyed the most was finally coming to play. She stopped the incoming arm with her free hand and jabbed the knife into the guard's forearm before dragging it right toward her, his blade dropping to the ground. All the while blood was going all over herself but she couldn't care less about it. You're going to all pay for taking my Meister from me.

Another guy tried going for her, to which she released her weapon and grabbed the current male in her grasp, forcing his body to move and block the incoming knife that had been aimed for her back. Taking this opening, she quickly picked up the knife from the ground and began to go on a slicing spree on her human shield first. His face becoming bloodier and bloodier, blood flying everywhere till his body finally collapsed and life was no longer within him. But that didn't stop there, her slices becoming wider, wilder, and the blade digging deeper into the flesh of the fresh meat she was presented after her shield. His screams apparent till his body finally collapsed as well. Painting the town red. After all, that's what they wanted to do with us. The weapons called first dibs instead. When she finally turned to her last victim, he definitely looked liked he was scared but still held a front as he drew his pistol, only for Rin to suddenly turn into a gun and shoot a bullet right into his foot. Making him scream and drop his weapon. She then shifted back, her Crimson red eyes locked on the man as he tried to create distance, collapsing on the ground as he pulled himself toward the back wall.

"This is the price you pay for messing with the wrong people." she then picked up her knife once again and began to walk toward him, the blade in her hand being fiddled with as he pushed himself against the wall, unable to escape Rin's pursuit. Leaning down, the young weapon jabbed the combat knife right underneath his chin, putting so much force that she actually began to lift him from the ground. Her other hand reached for his knife and looked up at him with a look that could kill faster before jabbing her second knife right into his skull. The body going limp as she released him. Twintails turned to look down the hall where she had come from earlier, seeing the blood that colored the walls and the floors. She did all of this...All out of a fit of rage. Her breathing was rough, heart racing, blood still boiling. But the bloodlust within her was calmed, her frustrations taken out on the five men that were dead on the ground. Watching Elias come down the hall, he seemed pretty pleased about what just happened, though she wasn't sure if she should be proud of the murder spree she just did. Some others had followed behind him and she gave them a brief nod.

Rin's attention then turned to the closed door that was in front of her and she shifted her arm into her weapon form, aiming toward the door "I'm clearing this one for you, Elias." her eyes shifted into the corner toward him before she fired. An explosion going off, her hair whipping about from the wind and the sound of a door slowly falling and slamming onto the ground. The dust blinding the enemy for sure. "Show them what hell really feels like." oh she was going to encourage every bit of pain that these people deserved. Knowing Elias, he was going to explode some bodies and paint the town even more red. This was a warning to the next person that decided to pull this bullshit with the top class of the DWMA.​

 

[Phayne]

Alcross Wolfgang
Jackaboi
Through dishevelled hair, Alcross glared at Elgin as the white haired weapon decided to take the piss, attempting to rile him up into action via a poorly timed attempt at dragging Camilla into the picture, and it worked. Had it been anyone else then Alcross would have brushed it aside as some douche attempt to be a pain in the ass, yet considering the rapport Elgin was quickly making for himself, Alcross couldn't simply brush his claims aside. Whilst he had no doubt that Camilla would ignore his attempts at trying to be her knight in shining armor, he would be racked with guilt if his action or rather inaction would be the cause for her troubles. He couldn't even fathom just how annoying it would be to have someone like Elgin barking up her heels.

Arms shaking, Alcross slowly reached for the side of the cage and began to pull himself up, his muscles straining from the effort as his exhausted body tried in vain to resist Alcross's demands yet ultimately lost out to the fire that Elgin had lit, a fire that spurned his numb body into 'overtime'. Slowly rising to his feet, the shaking that had originated in his arms had now spread across his body, legs quaking beneath him as his eyes remained fixed on his fellow demon weapon, the white haired semi-nude pervert his sole focus in this moment, despite the bloodshed that everyone else had painted the room with.

As Elgin began his poor impression of Camilla, Alcross began to step towards him, still using the frame of the cage for support as he battled against the protest of his body, aching muscles on the verge of breakdown as he closed the distance until finally allowing himself to fall forward ever so slightly, hands stretched outward as they landed upon Elgin's shoulders, their faces inches apart as Alcross glared at his newest foe.

"D...dont touch her..." whispered Alcross through gritted teeth as he attempted to tighten his grip on Elgin's shoulders, his efforts bearing little success as he still struggled with the simplest of movements and actions. "S.. she won't fall for your hero act... perv"
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[Jackaboi]

As Elgin looked back, his grin widened further upon notice that his plan had worked. Uh... Maybe a little too well... The white haired weapon's smile slowly faded as Alcross struggled to move towards him. Despite the clear trouble he was having he still pushed on until he was right up to Elgin's face. His voice was shaky, the grip of his hands on his shoulders was weak, but Elgin could tell none-the-less that Alcross meant business. His forced transformation was violent, being a multi-weapon it must have been painful for him and left Alcross in quite the state. However upon mention of his partner Camilla he forced himself into action in an instant. Elgin's face turned unexpectedly serious for a few moments. Finding a newfound respect for Alcross and the strength of his resolve. Then again his smirk reappeared, though not as smug as before, but rather more like a confident one as he lifted his left hand, offering the gun he picked up earlier. "So what ya gonna do about it then? Cuz if I were you I wouldn't keep yer girlfriend waitin'..." Elgin knew full well they weren't in that kind of relationship status. But he said it anyway as a sort of bonus jab just to make sure the weapon didn't cave in the moment he let go. Elgin waited for Alcross to take the gun before putting Alcross' arm over his shoulders, just so he had some sort of support until Alcross could move on his own again. "I get it, your body must be all kinds of fucked after all that nonsense. But you ain't gonna get better sitting around here. Move around and you should get things back in working order in no time... But... What do I know? I ain't a Multi-weapon..." He said with a smirk before grabbing another gun, keen on the idea of dual wielding a pair of pistols like the cool guys do in movies. "Impractical as hell... But who the fuck cares if I feel like a badass!"

He walked through the blown steel door, entering a hallway and not a single clue where to go considering everyone went ahead without them, before long the alarms were blaring, signalling Elgin to hurry his ass up. "It's now or never Music Man! Place is gonna be swarmed soon!" Like that he took off, opting to take the straightforward option down the hall, two soldiers burst through one of the doors to his left. Easy pickings... Elgin smirked as time seemed to slow for a moment, aiming his two pistols at each soldier before firing off a flurry of rounds, the soldiers fell back, landing on the ground with a loud thud as red spilled out from underneath them. Moving further ahead he finally regrouped with Takeshi... Great... now he was stuck with one of the scariest dudes in the class. Well like he said earlier, they were on the same side, surely nothing bad will happen between them right? Regardless Elgin will actively attempt to stay off his bad side as much as possible. "Yooooo Tak! How's the search comin'?" Nailed it

Phayne Exanis (interacted)​

 

[Exanis]

Takeshi Mifune​

Takeshi barely acknowledged Elias as he ran by him, returning the smirk given to him with what could have passed off as a bored stare given the sheer rage thrumming through Takeshi’s body at the moment. Nonetheless, he soon ignored the blonde Stein, even as the boy went off to blow up a door to their right, and instead focused purely on the connection between him and Elvena. Just moments ago he could feel their connection clearer than before, and within his soul he could hear Ryu howling and raging, part in victory and part in bloodlust. Apparently the demon had felt their connection as well, or maybe it was something else that had instigated the incarnation of madness to this frenzy. Either way, the end result was a building pressure within himself as more and more madness threatened to overflow from the iron grasp he had over his own soul. Standing still and closing his eyes for the briefest of moments to truly hone in on the direction the connection between him and Elvena was coming from, Takeshi opened his eyes and stared straight ahead down the hallway that was filling with guards that were streaming out from a room nearby. Glancing over at the doorway that Elias had blown through, Takeshi looked back forward then made a split second decision and, in a blur of movement, burst forward towards the surprised guards.

What followed could only be considered a one sided massacre as Takeshi danced between bodies with a grace honed through countless years of training, a natural aptitude towards combat, and enhanced by the sheer brutality of the Black Blood running through his veins. Even as he cut through the enemies in front of him with ease, his true focus wasn’t on the bodies dropping around him like flies, but instead the connection to his partner, and how it continued to strengthen ever so slightly with each step forward that he took. A faint sliver of hope sprung forth in his chest as he continued to approach the end of the hallway, even if there wasn’t a door in sight that didn’t mean that there wasn’t a room around the corner that he could go through. It was that thought alone that further fueled Takeshi’s rage as he continued to cut through the guards left and right, uncaring of whomever might be following him. Stopping at the end of the hallway, looking and feeling no worse for wear, even though he was covered from head to toe in the blood of the foes he had slain, Takeshi looked down around the corner and felt a twitch of frothing rage surge through his body at the lack of any door that would help him go further ahead. Turning to stare bloody murder at the concrete wall in front of him, Takeshi took a step backwards and closed his eyes to concentrate on the only power he had related to his weapon form. Suddenly, a pitch black eastern dragon burst forth and began swimming in the air around the blade that was currently his right arm. Lunging forward at the wall, Takeshi let loose a blindly fast flurry of slashes at the very center of the wall, carving through its surface repeatedly and causing cracks to form around the outer edges of the slashes through the sheer amount of force being applied to the walls themselves.

Stepping back as he heard someone address him, Takeshi turned his blazing gaze on Elgin, a faint hint of incredulity showing on his face at the gall of the boy to call him ‘Tak’ of all things. That was pushed to the side quickly, however, as he remembered one of the abilities the boy in front of him had, something he only knew because Elvena had bothered him enough to know what all their classmates were capable of. Glancing back at the extremely weakened wall, he stepped clear of it and addressed Elgin. ”I know you can shoot explosions. If you want to help see your partner faster, shoot the center of the wall. I’ll take care of whatever is on the other side.”

Interacting: Elgin - Hallway ( Jackaboi )
Mentioned: Elias & Elvy ( Kyuubey )​