“I do, but it might require surgery to put it on, which would be risky and I’m not sure if we’re compatible with organics. Considering gems, for my people, are their real body, and you; you’re made of flesh and bone.” She said, a very thoughtful look on her face. “I’m not sure entirely how organics work in the first place, so there’s a very high risk of death.” Actinolite explained, crossing her legs.
'….goddamnit… work… risk…. nah, nah mate, it'll work ya know why? Cause we have a reviver room here.' He pointed at the ebony black stairs. 'Cause, what ya do, first you die, then someone else revives you. So… we can really do this… we can do this!' This realization came at him at full shock. This.. this was actual power he could have! He could try it, he knew he could! 'Listen, stickwoman, I don't care if I can't even shapeshift or anything, just bury it in my chest and I'll pull out all these weapons and have this power, aright? We have the reviver, we'll be right. And if ya can't do that, then like… uhhh…' he pondered for a moment '… do we go into other rooms and just get more power or somethin? The way they work, there's often treasure there.'
“Yes, weapons, like so:” She reached her hand to the back of her head and pulled out a long whip, it had many spikes on the end of it, making it much more lethal.
“Are you sure you want this? There will be lots of blood and pain, so take that to your own risk.” She smiled.
… He knew well that THAT thing wasn't going to be a part of the surgery, but he knew well that it probably wasn't a good idea anymore.
'Okay, how about, we look in every room, alright? …Actually, I'm going in to see what I can find anyway, you can come.' He then looked back at the girl in jacket and jeans, smirked and blew a kiss. 'I'll be back soon, you ravishing thing…'
'So, we going in?'
She got rid of her whip, stood up just followed beside Zach, towering over him, quietly setting up a plan for if he didn’t give her what she wanted. “I suppose so.” She responded blandly.
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Zach walked on ahead to a random door. He knew he gave up his facade a while ago, but he was eager to impress with his strength. With one heavy kick, he banged open the door, and walked on in, holding the door open for his guest.
'Mi'lady' he said with a smirk. He roughly ignored what was in the room, but it was rather dark, still, and somewhat metallic.
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(Details of the room, yes?)
Actinolite pretended to be impressed, holding her hands together, and walking through the door, but brushed off his comment.
As rat man left, she shrugged to her self and continued exploring. She hadn’t really found anything unique to rob yet, so she kept her hands to herself. As she entered a room, she opened her mouth in awe. In the room, there were boxes of jewelry, money and gems. Actual gems, not the fake ones. She smirked and immediately conjured up a bag, and started taking the money jewelry and gems.
Rosaline enters the room where the girl was taking what seemed like money, jewelry, and gems. Ignoring the girl, she looks through the boxes, trying to grab as many gems that she could handle.
The handsome blond man looked at the two women. He grinned and snapped his fingers softly. A small tear appeared in all the bags of jewels, letting the precious rocks spill and clatter on the hard floor.
Rosaline looked up at the man that had just spilled the gems on the floor.
"What is your problem? How did that benefit anyone?" she asked, slightly miffed.
He grinned mischievously and winked. “It’s amusing. And doesn’t amusement benefit all? And I was, of course, I was liberating miss”- he looked at the other lady questioningly- here from the weighty burden she carries. Material wealth never lasts. She should try for something with a bit more permanence.”
"I suppose so, but to me and my universe, gems are quite valuable. Leader would have you killed if you did something like that on his property. It's all part of his plan." Rosaline sighed as she opened her upside-down umbrella and dumped the gems that were in her arm into it before closing it. The gems disappeared in what seemed like thin air.
She looked at the blonde man, and an eerie smile appeared on her face. “Look, buddy, sadly, amusement doesn’t benefit all.” She growled as she fixed her big with her powers and started putting everything back into her bag. Once done, she shrunk the bag and put it inside of her cloak pocket. Her phone rung again and was tempted to answer, but she mentally slapped herself. “Screw that demented clown!” She said under her breath.
Her phone continued ringing and she groaned, finally pulling her phone out. As she did, she saw that the person who was calling her was not the demented clown, instead it was his non-girlfriend. “Oh. . it looks as those two stopped their fighting.”
The man rolled his eyes, seemingly indifferent. “If you insist on your sparkles, so be it. But as I said before, money isn’t worth much really.”
She answered the call and smiled as she heard her friend’s voice. Before Harley could even say anything, she said: “Before you even start yelling at me, like that demented clown did, I have a question.”
Harley sighed and looked at the others two who were growling at each other. “Enough! You’re acting like a old married couple!” She turned back to the phone and heard her chuckle. “Alright, sure. Shoot.”
“Why is Bats with you two?” She asked. It wasn’t much of importance, but she deserved to know.
“He offered to help us find you, but of course, Mistah J didn’t want his help, so we had a small little fight and then he accepted.” Harley said, nonchalantly.
“Ah, I understand. Well, don’t worry bout me. I’ll be fine.” She said, before hanging up. Not even letting Harley respond to her.
Once both were inside, Zach grabbed his lighter and flicked it. The sudden light dramatically showed some corrugated iron floors, with dark, crimson walls that seemed to imitate blood, and unlit torches hanging off the walls. A long, narrow hall led towards two doors framed with what appeared to be a bone-like material.
'I'm gonna guess… this is a maze. All damn mazes I've seen look like this, and the mansion makes rooms according to a characters psyche, to their benefit or grief is unknown.' He stretched out his arms, showing off his biceps, hoping that the lady saw them in detail. Then he gave up. 'We'll be able to find a treasure thing here if we're lucky. I mean, the mansion curses you or somethin' if you take too much of the wrong thing, I dunno… but I don't care, I'm in charge' He looked back out of the door to find that someone had actually struck it rich in a random room. 'OI, SAVE SOME FER THE REST OF US YA BASTARDS'
“Fancy.” She commented, snapping a bone from the door as if it was a twig. She looked at it like it was the most interesting thing in the world. Actinolite looked at his arm and had the sudden urge to dig her nails into it.
Actinolite just chuckled and clipped the front of her cape around herself, making it look like a robe. She simply walked into to the other room, and peered down at the stones after grabbing Zach’s arm, squeezing it tightly as she dragged him along like a disobedient child.
'Owowowowowow OW OW OW WHAT THE F–K LADY' He writhed and squirmed to try and escape, taking no notice of the bone in the lady's hand.
'GET THE F–K OFF ME YOU TWAT' It was only after a while he realized he was out of the room, and he found himself staring at the gems. 'Alright, yes yes, all lovely and I want it all, but did I not mention that these rooms lead to other rooms? And more and more and more rooms then that? So how about we ignore this pile, and get something that's actually worth something, alright? Besides, if that's you that's making arm feel like literal pins and needles are stuck inside it, then I'm probably gonna have to kick you out, so it won't be much of an "adventure", if you will.'
She dropped his arm suddenly, giving him an innocent smile as she looked at the gems. She picked one up with her spindly fingers and bit it, making it crack. “…This is fake…” Actinolite said, dropping the shards to the ground and proceeding to crush them with her heels. “How disappointing.” She put the bone behind her head, making it glow then vanish.
'…well, my point stands then, doesn't it? …Also, how did you make that thing vanish? Is that another dumb gem move I can't have because, according to you, all gems are like, stupid or something. Dangerous stupid and all fake?' He proceeded to growl at her, because it seemed a bit like she had all this power and he just didn't.
'A'right, I'ma ask again: Are you in charge of anything? Absolutely anything at all?'
“No, this isn’t a real rock; it’s glass.” Actinolite explained, pointing to the stones around the room. “And another no, it’s not gone, I just put it away. Yes, it is only something my kind can do, and a stupid little rat like you cannot.” She grinned, flicking his nose teasingly. “And another yes; I am the Diamond’s personal scientist, I own a laboratory and everything inside of it.”
“Now, talk to me like that again and you’ll end up as my personal fur coat.”
Everything… every little detail in that conversation was condescending to it's core. Especially that stupid nose flick. Just as he was vigorously rubbing his nose, he heard about her role as a scientist and scoffed in disgust. But what really ticked him off was that last remark. The remark… a fur coat? A FUR COAT? As in, she was to skin him?
'What… what in the ACTUAL F–K IS WRONG WITH YOU LADY' he screeched, 'THAT'S DISGUSTING, YOU SICK FREAK! HOW ABOUT YOU ACTUALLY PISS OFF YOU DISGUSTING S–T EATING B—-H, AND DON'T YOU DARE F–KING SAY ANOTHER WORD ABOUT SKINNING ME OR ANY DISGUSTING S–T OR I'LL SEND YOU DIRECTLY TO HELL, YOU S–T HEAD…' This whole time, he showed her his fist, his snarls, and made every threatening move possible. What could be wrong with this woman? Why the hell did she enjoy all this gross s–t so much? Why couldn't she just give him powers, then f–k off? Veins started to appear on his neck as he screamed each swear.
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A distant door crashed open, letting in a rush of cold rain and pine needles. A man in a worn coat came through as well, stepping over a dead body that had fallen partly across the sill of the door. He glanced around wordlessly, assessing is new surroundings for danger. Finding none, he cleaned his dripping knife on the dead body's sleeve and put it away. Then, he set off quietly to find out where he was, leaving a trail of blood-and-rainwater footprints on the floor behind him.
“I’m insane, sweetie, that’s my problem, I can’t help it.” She chuckled, waving her hands around exaggeratedly, bearing her teeth in an eerie grin, her eyes looked as if there was no soul behind them. Actinolite didn’t even flinch at his attempts to be threatening, in fact, she leaned closer to get face-to-face. “I’m a murderer, corpses are my entire thing! I have a wide collection of different creatures hung around, including those irritating humans.” Actinolite licked her lips, you know, like a creep.
“Though, you are quite the hassle, I should just feed you to my snake, that would be the best way to get rid of your annoying blabbering. But I hope you know I want something from you,” She looked Zach up and down, “and I’ll give you anything you please if you give me what I want. And if you don’t, I’ll stick around until your very short life expires…which would be quite unfortunate for both of us.” She frowned.
Zach stopped short. More damn, vile words were spewing out of her mouth again, all too disgusting to let even the biggest of entrances in his mansion distract him. He stood taller just to try and get away from her face, and puffed out his chest while staring into her horrific eyes of hers. The description of her occupation… he felt it right to directly vomit at her feet, but he was too afraid of her threat. He had the strength to fight of snakes, even ones bigger then him, but just how she would attempt to feed him to her pet would probably render it impossible. Instead, he took a different direction.
'Alright… if I do what you want me to do, then can you stop talking about your dumb job, or at least don't say anything gross? I mean, I can't imagine what I won't do if it's in my capabilities… unless it's gross, I hate gross stuff, I think I ruined my entire image just thinking about it, don't trigger it lady.'
He then noticed the new arrival. 'Uhh… hi, leave us alone, find something to do, clean yourself up, uhhh…. wait WHAT THE F–K WHY THE HELL IS THERE A DEAD BODY BURN IT OR I'LL CUT YOU, I F–KING HATE GORE YOU PIECE OF S–T' This time, he did puke a little, but only in his mouth. Like, blood itself wasn't bad if it was just a wound, but that much outside of the body? Why couldn't these freaks just kill their people in a clean way for once?
The young man appeared in front of the mouse in a flash of pink light, laughing uproariously. “You can’t stand blood? What kind of villain are you?”
The man glanced over sharply when he was addressed and too in the speaker with a flat stare, then silently kicked the body back outside and closed the door. There was still quite the mess on the floor, but at least it as mostly rainwater now.
"Who are you?" the man asked, his voice rough from disuse.
He recoiled in surprise at the sudden poof, and inched so slightly away.
'The kind that doesn't need to kill people to have power, you dumb-ass! I don't know how your universe works, but in my world, I'm undercover as a stupid "adorkable nerd" who manipulates others in life so that when they die and turn into ghosts, they bow down before me!' He yelled all his lines. Dealing with everyone being 'killers' was far too frustrating. They just all seemed to be random murderers loose on the streets that just happened to have powers. Other then their dumb little side jobs, were none of them kings or queens? Did none of them have any power or command? It was probably unnecessary to tell this one person about his goals, but everyone else was still in the room, so he used this opportunity.
'Listen here buddy' he continued, 'I have power here, I have contact with the brainwashed ghosts, and I can command them at any time to drag ALL of you down with them, and brainwash you all under my command, just that this mansion is at the centre of all universes and far from my home. It'll take a while to bring them is all. And I don't need to care about your universes anyway as long as I have control over mine, got it?'