The Twenty-Fifth Trial [Mirror]

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Who: Heroes
When: Day ??
Where: ??

[The sky is grey and overcast, kind of… Gloomy.

There is no “come hither heroes”, there is no call. Simply, you find yourself in a different place.

Six Japanese style buildings, shrines, in team color roofs, surround the clearing. Despite the wood and rice paper walls there’s no hearing what happens in each building, no seeing what happens in each building, and no entering a building that is not your own team’s unless the game places you there. There is a seventh building of no color that can be sheltered in between rounds.

Sousei, or what looks like him, stands in the center of the clearing but his eyes are black, and pearly white scales cover his body entirely. His voice rings across the clearing like thunder.]

Wretched creatures, struggle, writhe, despair, and fall.

[He raises his hand, lightning strikes him, and his body sheds like snake skin as a massive serpent rises and rises and rises, curling around the whole area, taller than any tree, looking down at the clearing with pure malice.

It starts to rain.]

Rules | Sing-in | Rooms | Pre-game mingle | Round 1 Mingle | Winners and Endgame

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[voreaciously]

[ ....juuuuuuuuuuust gonna be heading in the other direction. yeah.]

[daydreamshimmer]

[A FAIR REACTION.]

[Even if she'll chase a few steps before hitting the ground.]

[Stupid fabric around her legs.]

[voreaciously]

[She watches her idly, eyes roaming that body and she wonders if she doesn't know who this is, but she cannot be sure.]

[daydreamshimmer]

[I mean, process of elimination isn't hard and she is a horse.]

[But otherwise she's just gonna keep trying to eat people and set things on fire, but that fabric IS gonna burn enough to give eventually.]

[voreaciously]

[Well!! It could be a different horse

But yes, it is difficult to imagine that fabric going on when she was ALREADY ON FIRE it's likely it was before and so it has to be someone who was a horse beforehand, likely.]

So it is you.

[80H is going to remain within her sight, but she keeps walking back to lead her behind a shrine, away from prying eyes and flammable objects.]

[daydreamshimmer]

[Well, no, she was transformed when the fabric went on. The fire was just a loooot more under control because she was still sane at the time.]

[She is very easy to lead though, if 80H keeps close enough for her to stumble after. But each fall means the fabric is ripping a bit more.]

[voreaciously]

[the more you know

or don't, because she's not psychic. usually? alas.

80H notices that fabric and she cannot say she minds seeing it tear--she should put up a fight--but she should be quick about this. She, perhaps surprisingly, does not want her to suffer. But it's hard--she tries not to think about how absolutely delicious she smells, how that fire makes her think of the smoky flavour of meat at a beach barbecue.

She fails, feeling her mouth begin to water and swallowing hungrily, miserably. If she doesn't eat, then at this rate...

Bones begin to pop and crack as they change and grow and shift. Dark water surrounds her, churning in circles before she tears through it with four sets of dangerously long black-tipped claws. From the hips down are scales, and it is difficult to tell whether they belong to a snake or a fish, though the underbelly is clearly serpentine and the large fins at the end of her tail are fish-like. It as though she is a cross between a mermaid and a snake. Perhaps a sea-serpent.

Her hair is a deathly white that fades to blood red, hanging long and wild all the way to the ground, but her eyes...

Her eyes are an abyssal black, dripping the same like corrupted tears.

She cries out, layered in the noise, booming bass and high-pitched shrill. Utterly inhuman and predatory. And in the scream, her teeth can be seen, black and fanged and ripe for tearing.

And then she snaps forward to strike, claws first.]

[daydreamshimmer]

[The sad truth was Solar was maintaining calm. Perhaps because she's a herbivore, perhaps remnants of several years dealing with food horrors around her strengthening her calm in face of it, she had had no doubt she could remain control over herself for at least a while.]

[She took precautions, of course. She's confident, but she's not foolhardy.]

[At least until Rin had vanished and suddenly her confidence, her willpower was like sand, which has an even easier time getting away from hooves than fingers.]

[She's hungry, starving, and she needs to eat, and she need to destroy all that took away the girl, the girl, the girl who had spoken to something deep inside her, but who? Who doesn't matter if it all burns.]

[And this one is close, taunting her, it's so easy to want to chase, flickering flames left in her wake.]

[Even the change doesn't scare her. She has power. She IS power. She can fight monsters with power and that's as far as any of her thoughts can get beyond feeding.]

[She sees the strike and she jerks to the side to avoid the fatal strike, though the fabric makes her tumbles, claws raking across her flank.]

[But then there's the snap as the fabric gives after all her struggles and her back legs buck back at the passing creature, a fiery hoof looking to counter.]

[voreaciously]

[She hisses, a shrill and violent sound when she's struck with fire, the impact finding its mark. But she has four arms and all of them swipe for her, one after the other, and in pairs. She will not be deterred.

She will not be denied.]

[daydreamshimmer]

[There is a reason Solar is horrified to hear how horses are in other worlds. So stiff, so limited in their movement. To do anything too different means broken bones.]

[Not the case for Equestrian creatures and even with her larger size, she's quick. Jumping back and side stepping swipes, not wholly dodging, some getting close enough to cause injury, but not letting herself be easily grappled.]

[She snarls after a particularly nasty cut hits her front leg and she whips around, her tail lashing out with a burst of flame, followed by bucking hooves.]

[voreaciously]

[That lashing of flame does hit her and she screeches in pain and rage, but she dodges the hooves this time, and rolls her tail to try and swipe at Sunset in powerful whip.]

[daydreamshimmer]

[With the injures, especially the deep one throbbing along her leg, and previous tripping, she doesn't have the stability to keep on her feet at all after the whip, going flying, skidding across the ground with a shrieking roar.]

[She's stumbling to get back onto her feet, severely unbalanced and the fire is less directed, sent out in a burst of self preservation.]

[voreaciously]

[She's been pushed into a corner and the monster that was 80H waits, does not lower her guard, because desperation will come to the fore now.

She dodges that fire easily, contorting under and around it, and slithers closer, aiming to stab her midsection if she can]

[daydreamshimmer]

[She certainly has a lot less calm, the fire raging in bursts around her as she gets to her feet, but she can't put weight on one of her front hooves anymore. It slows her movements drastically.]

[She still tries though, seeing the strike coming and trying to leap away, but she doesn't have enough strength for the kickoff, the stab not fatal even if it digs into her size and she snarls, another flare of fire trying to drive her off.]

[voreaciously]

[The fire is much more difficult to dodge at closer ranges, she tries to be careful, but she does get singed.

but she must press her advantage while she has it. she waits until the fire dies down--for even a moment--and will try to grasp her neck while holding her down with her other arms.]

[daydreamshimmer]

[It's hard to keep up a consistent flame. It's fueled by anger and it's hard to keep that consistent without knowing WHO took her away, who took away the calm-]

[It ebbs and flows and the moment comes, where the flames taper even as she struggles to get some distance again, but her legs aren't working right, too messed up from the desperate attempts while bound and the fight.]

[She hits the ground hard with 80H's wait and she snarls, bucking, the fire surging up around them, burning, but the thing about fire is it takes time to kill, at least with the temperature she can produce-]

[voreaciously]

[It does take time and what she needs to do to end this won't take much of it at all. She will be as kind as she can be, save her from ever really knowing what's about to happen to her. She can still hate her, of course, but she will do her best.

She tries to break her neck.]

[daydreamshimmer]

[She still struggles, tries to fight back the motions, but she's hurt and so very hungry and it takes a lot of energy to make that much fire.]

[It always takes so much energy to be a being of destruction.]

[It takes a few seconds before she can't fight back enough and then there's the crack, the snap-]

[And the fire dies down on her body as she goes limp.]

[....not....all the other stuff she set on fire, but the flames on the body peter out.]

cw: sure is someone getting eaten

[voreaciously]

[Her prize.

Her jaw dislocates and grows long and the kami comes low to the floor. She cannot fit all of her at once, but it's a close thing as she starts to fit her mouth onto her, chewing as she needs to, but she barely does. The blood is still hot as it runs on her tongue and down her throat, the meat gamey but succulent and oh so DELICIOUS.

Too soon, she is finished. Too soon, she craves more, but this will have to do for now.]