As soon as the stupid chihuahua explains what is going on, he steps in front of Tifa and raises the (Dean) Winchester defensively.]
Tifa, stay back.
[If something happens, she can make it. This isn't even real, though. Tifa can't make it because HE has to make it. Well, he'll deal with Tifa when and if it gets down to that.
Quickly, he jumps to the side out of the way, but I rolled an 8, so he probably does it badly.]
with an 18, w explodes the fucking ceiling. it just really takes a huge chunk out and drops a stone directly on a pressure plate. that plate makes a clunking noise - and a bunch of very real, very metal spears come up out of the floor and pierce both tifa and vincent. it gets tifa through the leg because she rolled a FOUR, but you can decide where it gets vincent. it gets him pretty bad with an 8 - an all the way through sort of wound.
tifa spends her turn yanking her leg out of the spear trap and scrambling backwards, hissing.
ines, on the other hand, immediately dodges out of the way and goes invisible. okay, sure, goodbye. ]
[she could stay at range, and that would probably be a smart plan. on the other hand-- he hasn't fired much yet, compared to her, and she'll likely run out of ammo first.
w flings one of the knives she brought with her at tifa, then darts in to close the gap on vincent with another in hand, except i got a 19 and 2 so knife one is great and stab two is shit, actually.]
Vincent gets a good ol' sliver right up through his side, from the back of the hip out through the front of the ribs. Getting this in a twelve year old body is hell, and he yells in pain.
And also has no time to try getting off. He raises the rifle and fires it at W as she approaches him with full velocity. Let's see what I roll.
i think what happens here is w zooms in, throws her knife at tifa, who rolled a nine and therefore gets it right in the shoulder, very close to important internal organs. and then vincent shoots, from his horrible position with his three - and the bullet misses her but is close enough to make her aim horrendous. she almost eats shit on the spikes as well.
another pressure plate goes off, nearby, and another set of spikes come screaming out of the side of the wall, directly into w. ]
[she hisses as the spikes nyoom into her-- let's say it's the already fucked up arm side so it gets further fucked, along with that leg and probably her side if it's like, a wall of spikes here. ouchie.]
Die already!
[if one can leave, it has to be her. she has to. she has too much shit left to work on, she needs to get back to-- to hoederer and ines.
she brings the knife up for another vincent stabbing. the dice are fickle about loving violence but they're lovin' it right now bc she got a 19 again??]
[Crunchy when fighting, not crunchy enough when dodging. USUALLY.
Dammit, TIFA!!!
He swings the lever forward and resets the gun for another fire. There isn't any hesitation when he shoots. He still has to deal with Tifa and Ines, but right now, his entire focus is on W. She thought it was funny he gave into showing off his face. There's no smile on it now.
[ well, i'll tell you this: tifa is not going to kill vincent. she's doing her best over here with her fucked leg and arm, but it's not great.
you can't make this shit up, folks - ines, with a seventeen, comes up behind tifa, her gun in hand, ready to put a bullet through tifa's skull. and it looks like for a second that she's going to be able to. the gun's metal clicks loudly as it presses to the back of tifa's head, but tifa rolled a twenty. which means she grabs the knife in her shoulder and spins around, slashing it with a crazy amount of precision. the knife digs in across ines's windpipe, and she staggers backwards, pressing a hand to her now gushing throat. tifa looks absolutely horrified, dropping the knife.
in the meantime, vincent gets fuckin' skewered by this knife. i'm letting you guys pick where you get stabbed and shot at, locationwise. i'm gonna say a twelve, though, means a bullet at this range at the very least clips w, especially with the wall of spikes making their lives difficult.
[Not much he can do to Ines sneaking up, but apparently he doesn't gotta do shit. Atta girl. Couldn't be him, not with my rolls.
He groans as the knife comes out of the other side of his chest. GOD. The way this spear is probably like a spike in the floor, but I am now commandeering this spear to say it's still stuck through him because that's funny.]
Get... rid of... Tifa...
[GET RID OF THIS NOT TIFA FOR HIM WHILE HE GOES FOR THE BOWL. No one wants his blood, but it's fine. Have a little Chaos.]
[ ines drops to her knees, clutching at her throat. it doesn't take very long. it's just a couple of seconds of gurgling. but it sounds very, very loud in w's ears. she collapses entirely, and her blood catches in the rivulets of stone, heading towards the door.
tifa turns, and starts to make her way towards vincent, towards w - she aims to help vincent off the spikes, to help him in general, because it's important to her that he gets out alive, somehow. despite him calling for her death, she just ignores it. she's a good girl, she's not going to let a little team betrayal get to her. and then.
across the way, the wall opens up. they can see a ramp? weird. why is there a --
oh, that's a boulder. we're indiana jones in this bitch, and it's coming fast. you can try to dodge if you'd like, but... did you really think they were going to give you a grand prize? that's silly. that's insane, this life never lets you win. you're just going to die, smushed again.
[DO YOU WANT TO GET RID OF ONE OF THE TWO LAST PEOPLE, OR DO YOU WANT TO BLEED IN THE BOWL???? PICK ONE!!!!
By the time he gets to the bowl, the large fast boulder is making its grand debut. Fuck. Of course they wouldn't. Didn't they keep dying wherever the hell they were before anyway? FUCK.
He bleeds in the bowl, but he's not sure if he is supposed to just get hit by a boulder and accept death. W says she is not accepting death. But you know what?
Vincent raises the Winchester and tries to shoot W and Tifa. I only rolled an 11 and a 14 though. RUDE. When you try to put people out of their misery, but it doesn't work. Feels bad man.]
this is so funny. vincent, as a last ditch effort, raises his gun. tifa, who has been trying to help vincent get to the damn bowl, is not expecting the gun in her face. she goes down. vincent gets to enjoy the view of a girl that is supposed to be his friend and partner getting shot directly in the face at point blank range. yay...
the other bullet goes wide, but that's okay, because w is really just going to empty her clip on this rock. funnily enough, this works. the rock explodes. but it also blasts a bunch of holes in the wall, and you both watch as the doors wrench open, and reveal a sparkly, pink void. the world shivers and starts to scrunch, like a black hole, and you are both pulled off of various spikes and things towards the doors. this, predictably, as a black hole might, feels like ass. you are squished and squooshed all over as you go hurtling across the room.
the sparkly, pink void awaits you. you are blown into this void, and you can hear angry barking on the other side, because this is not the blood the dog was promised! what the fuck!! his RATINGS.
you are thrown somewhere into neuva bork, with all your injuries, though none are lethal. congratulations on not getting crushed by a large boulder the size of a fast boulder!
for the next twenty-four hours, you will feel as though you are being watched by a live studio audience. they will boo, cheer, and cry at your actions at random. this effect can come and go, and you can play with it as much or as little as you want.
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As soon as the stupid chihuahua explains what is going on, he steps in front of Tifa and raises the (Dean) Winchester defensively.]
Tifa, stay back.
[If something happens, she can make it. This isn't even real, though. Tifa can't make it because HE has to make it. Well, he'll deal with Tifa when and if it gets down to that.
Quickly, he jumps to the side out of the way, but I rolled an 8, so he probably does it badly.]
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with an 18, w explodes the fucking ceiling. it just really takes a huge chunk out and drops a stone directly on a pressure plate. that plate makes a clunking noise - and a bunch of very real, very metal spears come up out of the floor and pierce both tifa and vincent. it gets tifa through the leg because she rolled a FOUR, but you can decide where it gets vincent. it gets him pretty bad with an 8 - an all the way through sort of wound.
tifa spends her turn yanking her leg out of the spear trap and scrambling backwards, hissing.
ines, on the other hand, immediately dodges out of the way and goes invisible. okay, sure, goodbye. ]
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w flings one of the knives she brought with her at tifa, then darts in to close the gap on vincent with another in hand, except i got a 19 and 2 so knife one is great and stab two is shit, actually.]
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Vincent gets a good ol' sliver right up through his side, from the back of the hip out through the front of the ribs. Getting this in a twelve year old body is hell, and he yells in pain.
And also has no time to try getting off. He raises the rifle and fires it at W as she approaches him with full velocity. Let's see what I roll.
IT'S LITERALLY A 3.]
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i think what happens here is w zooms in, throws her knife at tifa, who rolled a nine and therefore gets it right in the shoulder, very close to important internal organs. and then vincent shoots, from his horrible position with his three - and the bullet misses her but is close enough to make her aim horrendous. she almost eats shit on the spikes as well.
another pressure plate goes off, nearby, and another set of spikes come screaming out of the side of the wall, directly into w. ]
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[she hisses as the spikes nyoom into her-- let's say it's the already fucked up arm side so it gets further fucked, along with that leg and probably her side if it's like, a wall of spikes here. ouchie.]
Die already!
[if one can leave, it has to be her. she has to. she has too much shit left to work on, she needs to get back to-- to hoederer and ines.
she brings the knife up for another vincent stabbing. the dice are fickle about loving violence but they're lovin' it right now bc she got a 19 again??]
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Dammit, TIFA!!!
He swings the lever forward and resets the gun for another fire. There isn't any hesitation when he shoots. He still has to deal with Tifa and Ines, but right now, his entire focus is on W. She thought it was funny he gave into showing off his face. There's no smile on it now.
HELP, MY 12!!]
Give up!
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you can't make this shit up, folks - ines, with a seventeen, comes up behind tifa, her gun in hand, ready to put a bullet through tifa's skull. and it looks like for a second that she's going to be able to. the gun's metal clicks loudly as it presses to the back of tifa's head, but tifa rolled a twenty. which means she grabs the knife in her shoulder and spins around, slashing it with a crazy amount of precision. the knife digs in across ines's windpipe, and she staggers backwards, pressing a hand to her now gushing throat. tifa looks absolutely horrified, dropping the knife.
in the meantime, vincent gets fuckin' skewered by this knife. i'm letting you guys pick where you get stabbed and shot at, locationwise. i'm gonna say a twelve, though, means a bullet at this range at the very least clips w, especially with the wall of spikes making their lives difficult.
there's a rumbling sound around them, too. ]
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[real or not, that's still-- no. not her. not this younger version of her, this is just... messed up.]
You little bitch-- ugh.
[that bullet gets her in the other, uninjured shoulder, and with the ominous rumbling...
she yanks the knife back out of vincent, wherever it was.]
Fine, just go bleed in the stupid thing! I'm not giving it mine, that's my fucking blood--
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[Not much he can do to Ines sneaking up, but apparently he doesn't gotta do shit. Atta girl. Couldn't be him, not with my rolls.
He groans as the knife comes out of the other side of his chest. GOD. The way this spear is probably like a spike in the floor, but I am now commandeering this spear to say it's still stuck through him because that's funny.]
Get... rid of... Tifa...
[GET RID OF THIS NOT TIFA FOR HIM WHILE HE GOES FOR THE BOWL. No one wants his blood, but it's fine. Have a little Chaos.]
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tifa turns, and starts to make her way towards vincent, towards w - she aims to help vincent off the spikes, to help him in general, because it's important to her that he gets out alive, somehow. despite him calling for her death, she just ignores it. she's a good girl, she's not going to let a little team betrayal get to her. and then.
across the way, the wall opens up. they can see a ramp? weird. why is there a --
oh, that's a boulder. we're indiana jones in this bitch, and it's coming fast. you can try to dodge if you'd like, but... did you really think they were going to give you a grand prize? that's silly. that's insane, this life never lets you win. you're just going to die, smushed again.
at least it's a rock and not a chalupa. ]
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[THAT'S YOUR BAGGAGE. YOU DO IT. YOU THINK SHE WANTS TO KILL A TWELVE YEAR OLD? FUCK.
anyway, the boulder. the large boulder the size of a fast boulder.
here's the thing. w has one solution to try for basically every problem she's ever run into. that solution?
she whips her weapon up, points at the boulder coming in, and squeezes the trigger until it's empty.
the solution is, at all times: at least TRY blowing it to hell.]
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By the time he gets to the bowl, the large fast boulder is making its grand debut. Fuck. Of course they wouldn't. Didn't they keep dying wherever the hell they were before anyway? FUCK.
He bleeds in the bowl, but he's not sure if he is supposed to just get hit by a boulder and accept death. W says she is not accepting death. But you know what?
Vincent raises the Winchester and tries to shoot W and Tifa. I only rolled an 11 and a 14 though. RUDE. When you try to put people out of their misery, but it doesn't work. Feels bad man.]
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this is so funny. vincent, as a last ditch effort, raises his gun. tifa, who has been trying to help vincent get to the damn bowl, is not expecting the gun in her face. she goes down. vincent gets to enjoy the view of a girl that is supposed to be his friend and partner getting shot directly in the face at point blank range. yay...
the other bullet goes wide, but that's okay, because w is really just going to empty her clip on this rock. funnily enough, this works. the rock explodes. but it also blasts a bunch of holes in the wall, and you both watch as the doors wrench open, and reveal a sparkly, pink void. the world shivers and starts to scrunch, like a black hole, and you are both pulled off of various spikes and things towards the doors. this, predictably, as a black hole might, feels like ass. you are squished and squooshed all over as you go hurtling across the room.
the sparkly, pink void awaits you. you are blown into this void, and you can hear angry barking on the other side, because this is not the blood the dog was promised! what the fuck!! his RATINGS.
you are thrown somewhere into neuva bork, with all your injuries, though none are lethal. congratulations on not getting crushed by a large boulder the size of a fast boulder!
for the next twenty-four hours, you will feel as though you are being watched by a live studio audience. they will boo, cheer, and cry at your actions at random. this effect can come and go, and you can play with it as much or as little as you want.
thank you for going on my adventure!!!]