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Started April 27, 2020 by @trinitywilliams group

tune

Cyrus was just sipping and watching the scene with amusement p, a bubble of transparent protection around him. Suddenly his form flickered with a dark blue light and now she was in her female form, which wasn’t much different beyond longer hair, rounder face, and a different, curvier figure. She glanced down and clucked her tongue. “Huh. That was unexpected.”

Yare yare…"

Negative shark back into her egular self and sighed. "Nothing." She said to the group. "And stop fighting would you?" She asked, looking around the room, not noticing it was violent.

"And make up your gender please." She rolled her eyes.

Hex's claw met with air as she felt something pierce into her back. She snaps her head to look behind her, not hearing or caring what Vozreal said. She is too filled with crazed fury to process it. She lunges her head forward and puts his entire head inside her mouth. He can see down her throat. It was evident why she calls her stomach a chasm. Instead of an actual throat, it was an entire other realm filled with nothing but the rotting, melding corpses of all her victims, all combined into a singular until of decaying flesh. It stretched on for what could be miles of thousands upon thousands of bodies binded together so horribly. Despite their apparent immobility, every single one of them snaps their eyes up to look at the potential addition. Some twitch and jut at the sight of him and others cry out in fear. She is about to bite down right on his spine and take his head from his shoulders. (OOC: another free action, go!)

Cyrene flipped of Negative with a snarl. “I literally cannot. My creator is gender fluid and I change with them! I have no control over this!” She stalked off, leaving because these weren’t villains, they were just assholes.

King slowly blinked, what the hell happened while he was passed out? why is everyone trying to kill and/or harm eachother, anD WHY THE HELL IS THE ROOM DIFFRENT?!?!!?!?

Kinky! " he replied kicking hex off of him. Not today

Hex is promptly kicked in throat by a sudden foot and flinches back. She almost shuts her teeth around his leg, but he is quick enough to evade it. She looks back at Vozreal with the most bloodlust filled eyes since she got here. Curses and hexes slither out of her mouth and body and cover the floor around her feet(?) in a vicious blackness that reeks of death. She rolls her shoulders back, head held high and face coated in anger. She clicks her tongue. Pause. She clicks it again. Pause. Her face goes from pure fury to disgust and disdain as she absorbs the darkness back into her body. Enough of this. She spoke low and cold. This worm is unworthy of my chasm. She turns away from him, infuriated but relatively tamed to an extent. Worms and maggots like you are beneath my maw. My teeth only deserve red bleeding flesh. Not the rot you share with me. She takes a hand to her eye and notices it fully regenerated. She can see just fine now. She says nothing of it.

To this, he simply threw a lit blunt at her face, landing it in her mouth

Hex, trying to devise ways to cease her bloodlust, had barely any time to react to the blunt that had landed in her mouth and made its way in her chasm. At first she was stunned. She almost couldn't register what just happened. Then, an eerie calmness claimed her face, but not from the effect of the drug. She looked at Vozreal with very real indignation in her eyes, but she was not as insanely furious as she was before. Instead, she slowly took her left claw to her forehead and grasped at her head, her fingers clutching her temples. Then, for the first time since she got here, she did the one thing no member of her species should ever do under any circumstance if they value their life: she sang.

O' black and bloodied knoll,
Neglect those soulless skins.
Yield the ungranted toll,
Lured by forbidden sin.

Her voice became warped and distorted in chaotic harmony as the cursed melody left her throat. The smoke began to roll out with it, but she ignores it and continues.

Bounded by hate and tongue,
This weak forgotten prey.

Her teeth, one by one like before, tumbles out her mouth. Despite this, she continues without faltering even though her tongue slips out as well. They fall to the floor and slowly hiss and decay.

This blackness we have sung,
Begets immortal day.

Her eyes are next, splattering on the floor with a repulsive sound followed by the hundreds of squirming twitching eyes of her victims. They all begin to hiss and blacken just like before. And she continues her melody.

Now weak forgotten flesh,
Never to see the sun.
Return so to my nest,
Your death will never come.

The last note hangs in the air as her body crumbles into a pile of blackened acidic sludge. A disgusting gurgling sound stirs beneath the rot like a vomiting stomach. It stills momentarily as the pool of black flesh sits patiently on the ground. Surprising, unlike before, it did not disintegrate. It remained where it was, stagnant and unmoving.

Negative was frozen in fear through all of this. She had no idea what was happening and soon she just ran off, scared of what had happened. She dissapered.

She appered back right in front of the black sludge. "Its a quirk." She said. "Im still human. A human would get scared by all of this." She started at the ooze on the ground. "The heck just happened? Did she kill herself?"

Her weakness is weed and I throw a blunt into her mouth"

The black ooze ripples on the ground frantically. It sways up and down rhythmically like it were breathing. In one intake, it raises itself up to six feet and a tower of eyes and mouths bulge outward, all gasping and staring wildly out or screaming their lungs out. It stretches upward to eight feet, the screaming getting high and distort with fear and strain. An opaque veil covers the grotesque visage and a torso forms above sporting a familiar coat/jacket/ something which sprouts two arms tipped with black claws. A black orb with two ovals manifests on top of the carnage, looking through the crowd without any emotion. All of a sudden it snaps its head back and lets out an ear piercing screech. Her eyes shine brightly and claws stretch wildly. She hunches over, hands on knees(?) and makes horrific retching noises, like a dog with something clogging its throat. She chokes on her bile for some time before finally letting a small object drop out of her mouth. It was the blunt.
(OOC: The same thing happened on page 11 so give that a look if you want something detailed.)

Doesn't she need to eat in order to re generate?))

I kind of want my character to stop time kinda like DIO and Jojo's bizarre adventure did, but I don't know how it would work well)))

I like it actually, and thank you!))

ZA WARUDO!" Screamed Vozreal. And time stopped.

Negative looked around, not knowing what the crap was going on. She was frozen, because of Vozreal, and ddin't know what Hex did to regenerate.

(The blunt) Negative thought to herself.

Oh, and this was only 10% of his power. He picked up Negative and threw her at Hex. (I SOWWY)

Hex's thoughts: FFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU- breathes in UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

And then time resumed

He want th- as negative crashed into hex