bravenewworld | Descent into Darkness

Descent into Darkness

As the characters arrive, they will find what appears to be a rather deep cavern. Upon entering, the caverns are quite narrow, with twists and turns everywhere and different tunnels that all seem to be interconnected. As characters travel deeper within the caverns, reality around them will start to warp, they will start to see and hear things that aren’t necessarily there - images of old enemies, past failures, voices of condemnation, visions that strike at the soul and core of the characters. Once this begins, it will only increase in power and volume, demanding it be confronted, lest they be trapped within these caves forever.

[OOC: This event will run for a week. All characters who enter the caves will be subject to some of their deepest fears, darkest demons, and most abject failures. To overcome them, characters must help each other out, finding their purpose through strength of character and resolve to move forward. In general, these visions should require characters to come to grips with themselves. Illusory images and voices can and will appear and can take any number of forms, depending on what is most appropriate to a character. Additionally, characters may thread with each other and are encouraged to help each other out to overcome these personal demons. For those who wish to take part, they are able and encouraged to narrate their own personal demons, which will be on display for everyone who enters their thread. IC threads may be made in this post.]

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Sorry.

[ Rincewind isn't sure how to react. He'd been bracing to hear the disembodied voice again, but it hadn't come back. He casts a mournful look at Gordon. Gosh, he wasn't taking this well. Rincewind's flight response wasn't tingling at the moment so he felt safe to approach. He awkwardly rests a hand on Gordon's shoulder. ]

[Michiru nods after a quick once-over at Right. No lasting damage.] Then let's do it.

[she picks herself up, taking a moment to reach out to her Rapidash. Gardevoir hovers protectively over them. At least Rapidash seems no worse for the wear, even if its eyes are rolling about madly. It doesn't do well with Ghosts, even if Darkrai isn't exactly a Ghost type.]

Waltz! Vivace!

[Gardevoir charges up with a Moonblast while Rapidash does the same with Flare Blitz and then waits for their cue. Michiru herself uses Lock-On, taking aim the next spot Darkrai will come through. Looks like she's focusing on one at a time.]

I don't know what you're talking about, but... aren't there other ways to learn? Other places to learn? Other people to teach you?

[Merrill never really got the full story of Waver's history.]

[However, those were already valid points.]

"You've already abandoned the towers of Sanctuary-- unless you were just acting on impulse and didn't put your heart in it."

[The man squeezed the bridge of his nose, as if he were trying to fend off a headache.]

"There's nothing I hate more than spineless fools."

[Waver wheeled back onto the stranger, eyes flashing in fury.]

I didn't just leave because I wanted to! [He protested,] I mean, who really wants to leave a place like that when all you want to do is learn about things? But, I....I--!

[Change was hard, man! Of course a first time adventurer would second guess every step of the journey. Even if home was uncomfortable, it was still something he knew.

It was human instinct to fear the unknown, and embrace discomfort if they had never known anything else.]

Fuuka didn't know which way they were going but she gave a sigh of relief either way. "Then that's good! I think we'll be able to leave here in no time! And the sooner we leave, the better! This place is scaring me..."

Of course, it wasn't long before she stared at Yukiko with big eyes.

"What test? I thought...I thought that was the cave trying to weaken us. That's what it was, wasn't it?"

She wasn't even sure what was going on but if her friend said so....

Well you seem a little...sad?

[She mumbled a little as she attempted to step forward toward him. Although, she was nervous on how he'll react]

Are...are you going to be okay?

[Well, that's something she hasn't ever heard before. Both her and the kitten just stared at him as if he said something wrong.

She didn't intend to make that expression but...]

Wouldn't that make us even more lost if we don't? If we don't think about it, we might not recognize which places we have looked past and end up getting lost.

[Or at least, that's how she saw it]

"No...it was like the last one. Some test from the gods."

Yukiko just keeps going, taking care not to let go of Fuuka's hand.

"You'll see soon enough."

And...the? Diancie turned up...

[And Fuuka was right. She covered her ears as much as she could as the chord was heard. She didn't know why but with the music being heard, the room was somehow even more scarier than it was suppose to be. Of course, as she got a better look of everything, she gave a loud gasp when she saw the dead bodies nearby.

With her Pokemon gripping her hair even more, she covered her mouth with her hand hoping that she wouldn't be too loud. If this strange place was anything like she thought, something else was going to happen next. And the last thing she wanted right now was to be shaken up by something else.

But once the voice came on, Fuuka immediately started to look around]

W-Who are you and...what what do you want? Why are you doing this...? [It was rare for Fuuka to be so angry but...this was one of those times]

If he wanted to learn and no one would teach him, it's only natural to go somewhere else to seek knowledge. I did something very similar myself. It doesn't mean he's abandoned anything - he's simply walking a different path to enlightenment.

[Merrill, in contrast is very matter of fact about all of this. To her, it's an obvious way of looking at the world.]

[The gentleman waved a hand, almost dismissively.]

"That isn't the problem. The problem is that he still thinks it's possible to go back. We both know for a fact that it isn't."

[Waver didn't argue-- instead, he was searching his own mind. Sure, he always spoke in the negative, but...]

One way or the other, that's still the place I grew up. Even if they can't teach me anything, I can still learn-- and-- and maybe one day I can show them what it means to be a Magus in today's society!

[Merrill shakes her head.]

Nothing is impossible. Not if you try. Not if you believe.

[Idealistic, yes, but it's the way she's lived her life so far, and she's been doing just fine.]

Waver's stronger than that.

[The gentleman regarded the two of them for a tense beat that seemed to last for an eternity, dark eyes searching for something amidst the smoke and dust of that old library. Inevitably he sighed, and stepped aside.]

"Very well. It's a fool's errand, but you might just be the fool to do it."

[And with that he was gone within a blink, seeming to teleport away.

It was as if he had never been there. Instead, a door stood just beyond where the man had been, beckoning for them to step forth.]

What did that voice meant by "someone who chooses to fight"? You don't intend to fight all the Gods that we're gonna meet without talking to them first...do you?

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[Right nods back, then turns to Yami as he pulls up his Warp Band.] I'll call you back once we're done, so don't go too far from home.

[Yami nods, but does grumble something about not wanting to come back before Right switches him out for his Roggenrola.] Stone, Blast the Bird God so that he focuses on me and Michiru!

[He's got an idea as to how to quickly end this...and while it might be nuts to be attacking Gods right now, it's the best way to get their attention. Besides, he's hoping that what he failed to do last time he saw that white legendary bird...

He can actually succeed this time.]

[the gods here don't have that same quality of awe as they might have had. If anything, it's almost muted by sheer force of will.

When Darkrai emerges from the ether, it's immediately hit with a Moonblast and a Psychic attack, followed up by a charging ball of fire. Darkrai screeches, following up with a deep slash at Rapidash.

Rock Blast hits twice, effectively capturing Lugia's attention. It gets out of the way for the rest, but then screams and responds with an Aeroblast, aiming to hit all of them at once.]

[His eyes blink a few times at the words spoken to Jack- though it seems like information that Yosuke already knew, to a certain extent. He knew that Jack was a Homunculus, he knew that he'd been experimented on and lived in the woods by himself. He knew that he had trouble controlling his powers, and that he lived a life that must of been damned because of what he was- not that it made it any better. This isn't the first encounter he's had in this cave, and it was all too clear what this was. The anger he feels for the other man isn't because of what the magus is saying, but rather the fact that Jack has had to live this live and deal with it. It's not right that the boy who controlled the frost went through the horror that he did.

His head turns to look around, the sound of ice starting to crack startling him into a state of fear. This was looking bad, and he scrambles to think of what to do. There's no one here to tell him to calm down now, and he shouts.]

Stop! Get a hold of yourself, dude! [Yosuke takes another breath, panicking but attempting to stay calm. He knows Jack has to come to realize what's going on, and deal with the information presented to him by this phantom.]

It's true though, isn't it?

[He says, solidly.]

That guy isn't lying. But just because this asshole really screwed up your life like this doesn't mean you aren't trying to move forward, right? Living your life like that...it's gotta be totally rough. But pushing people away and acting like it doesn't exist isn't helping either.

[He pauses, before continuing on.]

And there's a lot of people who'll help you now.

[The darkness that fell around them once Gilgamesh pushed his hand away was infinite, almost suffocating-- but, a few more uttered words resurrected the Flash spell that had surrounded them before.

Waver kept his hands close, grasped into tight fists of uncertainty while he studied Gilgamesh with wary eyes. His talents still couldn't help him decipher the peculiar reading he saw about the man, but the burning crimson markings that had appeared were worrisome.]

That's right, you're not, [he said, the words falling thoughtlessly from his lips before he realized what he was saying. Standing up, he made a gesture to brush some of the dirt from his pants, his sweater-- an act of futility. They would need to be fully laundered later.]

I'd still recommend you see a specialist when we get out of here. That all doesn't look good.

[Because, although he didn't care for the gilded man from Sanctuary terribly much, there was no denying that they hailed from the same city. When their numbers so far included a wreck of a homunculus, three untrained or non-traditional magi, and Gilgamesh, Waver knew that someone needed to step forward and be the sane man of the group.

Who else, than the most skilled mageling in their midst?]

Get up, [he prodded wearily,] we're going to have to walk. I could Teleport us, but I don't want to get more lost in this mess.

[Merrill looks at the door briefly, but then silently turns her attention to Waver, tilting her head curiously. She isn't sure exactly what to ask, but she senses there is quite a story to be told.]

[Waver, for his part, seemed desperately uncomfortable. He didn't like being thought of as a fool, but this cave seemed to be exposing everyone to things that would unnerve them.

He glanced up at Merrill, an equally curious look in his eyes.]

I may be a psychic-type, but I can't read minds Merrill. What is it?

[ The honest answer to that is "no", or maybe "we'll see". She had psyched herself up too much for the worst-case scenario and lost sight of the big picture - Haruka's seen that now, between watching Right (and people like Right) talk to gods and watching gods completely not care when humans attack them. But if talking fails? If judgment falls on those who are trying to talk? Better her hands be dirty than theirs. Better she be damned for her sins than them for their goodness.

But that's not what she's interested in at the moment. At the moment, she's more interested in Right. And what he'll do right now. ] And if I do?

Who was that, just now? And... you're from Sanctuary, Waver?

With the cigar? I haven't a clue.

[Merrill could extrapolate however she wanted, but Waver was equally lost on that front.]

But...yes, I am. Yuuna figured me out on my first day in, too-- I'm surprised she didn't mention it. For the most part, I've been trying to keep it quiet from a lot of people.

[Gordon glances to Rincewind at the hand, and he lets out a slow, shuddering breath.]

I made all these excuses to stay out, to stay away. I was always too busy.

[He lets out another slow breath.]

I know it's not real, I know this isn't them, but... it could be, and I have never been more scared in my life.

[The only reply to Fuuka's question is a slight renewal of the fading laughter before it disappears and the room becomes deathly still except for Gordon, Fuuka, and their pokemon. Gordon looks for the source of the voice, but his attention soon returns to the bodies of his family, and his face falls, shoulders shaking.]

I should have been there. I've made so many excuses, but...

[He trembles, falling to his knees, running his fingers through the woman's red hair.]

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