The Twenty-Fifth Trial [Mirror] - Winners and Endgame

[hot_mess_express]

Who: Heroes
When:Day 52, night
Where: near the Train

The rain falls harder, and the snake sneers at you as you exit the temples... Lightning strikes and the snake laughs like thunder... But that's all, the mocking laughter rings in your ears as the scenery shifts back to the normal Train area. Those who revive will do so near the Train as the winners and survivors reappear.

Ginger and Licorice double win for both surviving and targeting a Priest! For these teams they get 800 points.

Jasmine wins for surviving! They get 500 points.

Everyone on a winning team is revived and fully healed.

Everyone else... Is revived. And healed. However in whatever death wounds they received they have, instead of scars, white scales for their skin.

Smaller wounds will regenerate in a one to two days and will leave scales instead of scars unless healed otherwise.

All Kami remain hungry and able to shift to their monster form for the next day or so. Only meat will relieve this hunger.

Any Kami that were mad at the end of the game will retain a bit of mental instability for a day, in whatever form you prefer.

Priests, if they normally have powers, will find themselves somewhat weaker for a day.

It is not ICly known that these effects will wear off.

Comments

[everythinghappens]

[ Victory's laughter tapers off as her orgasm does, and there's a moment of silence and enjoying the warmth of being held before she starts up again, muffled into 80H's shoulder: ]

Ah, but you really did do an amazing job. I would never sully the concept of praise by doing so insincerely. I'd rate this one of the most enjoyable experiences I've had in a very long time.

[voreaciously]

You have had many terrible experiences, however.

[she will suddenly princess carry victory and lay her on her bed]

[everythinghappens]

[ kyaaa. she just sort of basks in it ]

Must I have had only good ones to compliment you? In the first place, enjoyment isn't quantifiable, but beyond that even if it were the absolute value of such a thing has very little relation to what you've done for me, specifically.

Well, nonetheless. I'll just have to have as good a time as possible here so that you can't use that excuse in the future.

[voreaciously]

It is not an excuse, but I suppose it hardly matters. You will do as you will, I expect.

[everythinghappens]

Now you're catching on!

[ she sits up, reaching for 80H's wrist ]

Come here, come here. I want to see if the sounds you make are as cute as you are.

[voreaciously]

You do not have to do anything for me.

[but she will come closer all the same.

god victory is Something.]

[everythinghappens]

[ she pulls her then, into her lap, where she nuzzles again against her forehead. ]

This may surprise you, but I'm not really the type of person to do only what I must. I do everything I can, because I want to.

[voreaciously]

[she stops herself from getting into her lap, just shy of it.]

One moment. I weigh...quite a bit more than I seem.

[everythinghappens]

I'm not quite sure I see the problem. I may not be a combatant, but I am military grade. In her name, and all that.

[voreaciously]

Very well, then. I simply did not wish to crush you.

[she says with a little embarrassment.]

[everythinghappens]

Ha! I can't say I'd complain if you did.

[voreaciously]

...That would be a bad thing, Ms Gin.

[everythinghappens]

No, it would be a new experience! I'm easily fixable, anyway.

[voreaciously]

...I am not going to crush you as a new experience.

[everythinghappens]

We did establish that already, yes.

[voreaciously]

I just want to be clear.

[but she takes up residence upon her lap while trying to remove more of her clothes.]

[everythinghappens]

[ she chuckles, leaning in to nip gently at her neck. ]

Of course, of course. Ah, you really are beautiful. A masterwork, if I do say so myself!

[ one of her hands drops to 80H's midriff, trailing a line downward with a finger. ]

I ought to dissect you and see what's inside, I think.

[voreaciously]

[80H is not content to remain idle, however and starts to palm Victory's breast, rolling her thumb against the nipple.]

It is a secret, I am afraid.

[everythinghappens]

[ She squeaks at the touch, and moves to start working 80H's leotard down, leaving her exposed. ]

Oh! Well, an interrogation it is, then. Perhaps with you bent over the examination table? You probably look even cuter when you're all filled up, huh?