And The Clocks Ticks Again

[strangerpeople]

[You feel as if your body has not moved for a long time. The ache is dull as you can feel your limbs creak and move, trying to shake off any potential rust that has seeped into your bones. And maybe actual rust if you're Proto, sorry buddy. With eyes blinking out any tiny crusties from your corners, you may remember that you were trying to escape.

Escape? But where to in this hellhole? There's no exits from this abyss...right?

You remember screaming from someone...one of the strangers who showed up in the car, yes? She was speaking to her friend about something-]

Did you hear me, Seven?! I said-what in the bloody hells happened here?! AND WHO STOLE MY TIME FREEZING POWER AND USED IT ON US?!

[Yotsuyu is livid, screeching to anyone who hears. Anyone might be confused as to what she means by 'time freezing power' but looking up at the sky, there is a reason for her to be concerned: There are blue streaks and the bright light of Logos, but they are starting to die like embers, absorbed into the black.

There had been a war; the Amaranthine Conjunction doesn't let go of its possessions easily, even beyond its borders. But this is too far for it; this is not its territory and it never will be. Its Law has faltered. It's light is useless. The power is retreating, forced back from the black thing that pervades the sky. Just what happened to make this happen? Who is powerful enough to freeze everyone including two strong Angels?

It matters not because the clock is still ticking against you all...and the storm is not letting up.]

Comments

[silvertongueheir]

[Oh, a good chance! Franciscus reaches out to try and set the blanket on fire while she's somewhat distracted.]

[15unknowns]

[The blanket does catch fire...but once Eliza's rat is called back, the little girl simply disappears.

Her voice begins to echo through the void.]

I think it's time to end this, don't you?

We haven't even started the game yet~

[icanhearscreams]

I'm kind of done with death games, so just leave us the hell alone.

[15unknowns]

[A laugh, at this.]

That's just not possible!

You have no choice, after all.

[There is that terrible screeching sound as the little girl's voice echoes through the tornado.]

[icanhearscreams]

Oh yeah? And just who are you to say whether I have a choice or not?

[15unknowns]

[well]

[zackthekiller]

[Damnit! She poofed as soon as he was-

Wait. He's glancing around the void, Akko still firmly in his grasp, searching for his target.]

YOU SMUG LITTLE BITCH! WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GO?!

[15unknowns]

[That horrible screeching sound begins to start once more.]

I'm everywhere.

[silvertongueheir]

What are you planning? [Franciscus is glancing around the void, trying to figure out just where she's gone.]

[15unknowns]

The end.

[And then. Eyes. Stenciled eyes, full of bright static. Thousands. Millions. Countless. Being to open up all around.

All looking down at the group with a painful, inhuman screech.]

[silvertongueheir]

[Franciscus hisses, firing another bolt at fire at the closest eye, even though he's not sure it'll actually do anything.]

Why are you so obsessed with us, anyways?

[15unknowns]

[Yeah, sorry about that, Franciscus. It just gets absorbed.

There is a response, but...the voice is not the little girl's. This voice is...different. Neither man, or woman. It pierces right through to the core of his mind, through paths Frans might not have realized his mind had.

It is the same with everyone else.]

B̷͘éc̛͟a͠us̴̕e̵͏ y̡͝͞o͞u͡ ą̴r͢҉e ̧͜͜m̷͠i̷n̶͜e̕.̨҉

[icanhearscreams]

No we're not.

[It hurts, but he's pretending it doesn't.]

We belong to ourselves, not you.

Fuck off.

[15unknowns]

Į̷ņ̛c̨͜o̵҉rr̕e͢͜c̷͢t̷.

[That is when the eyes, all of them, begin to shake.

Something big is about to happen.]

[telecosmetic]

Yeah, what he said! Fuck all the way off, you asshole! [Eliza raises one hand off her ears to flip off the gathering eyes.]

[zackthekiller]

[Zack's clinging to Akko and gritting his teeth. He can't even begin to comprehend what the hell is going on...

In his confusion, he accidentally puts an extra eye on the base of Akko's chain. It's small enough not to be noticed by him, but she might feel something.

If she isn't too focused on whatever's eating everyone alive.

[alwaysgonnatry]

[ Yeaaaah this is kind of painful and it's hard to concentrate right now. She hasn't really noticed anything off yet, internally wincing because OW. That noise is atrocious and she's focused on keeping her weapon form because it was clear something was going down and they had to be ready. ]

[silvertongueheir]

[Okay, yeah. Franciscus is also going to clap his hands over his ears now. Not like that helps, so he might just...be staring ahead in shock for a while. That definitely got to him.]

[7_0_7]

[oh what the fuck is all of this]

Sorry, yandere voice, I'm taken!!

[bendwiththewind]

I belong to no one.

[Getting shot with your own bullet hell hurts apparently but hey, she can still rightfully tell the voice to go fuck off.]

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza winces and covers her ears, but keeps staring right back at those eyes.]

That's all you've got?

[15unknowns]

[That is when a new voice speaks, piercing through to Eliza's very core.]

W͟҉̶h̀͞҉o̡ ́́d͏̴͘o ́́y̴o͜͡u ̶́͞t͝h͡i̸͡n͟͏k ҉͏͞y̵̨̛o͢u͞ w҉̵į̡l̨͘l͝͠ ͠sa͢ve͢?͘͠

[telecosmetic]

Wh-huh? Everyone, of course! I'm not letting anyone die a second time, or have their soul destroyed, or whatever's supposed to happen here!

[There's no one here she's willing to sacrifice.]

[notthebreakman]

[Okay, that weird visual glitching Proto experienced whenever he looked directly at the Conductor? This is worse. This is much, much worse.]

You don't... scare me...

[Um, yeah, someone might want to check up on him to make sure he doesn't burn himself out a second time. You know, when there's a little free time.]

[whitemoontiger]

A-At this point I think it's safe to say if you are...

[ Yeah he's here. and um... totally trying to keep an eye on you there, Proto. Even if this noise is painful and almost giving him a massive headache, one hand over his ears. ]

No matter how you look at it, this isn't good.