MAGIKA (Trivial -Success):
The humming, it has gone strained. The sweet melodies, now torn into a pool of madness and failures. She lays there, like a zombified corpse latching itself to others.
CARAPACE (Heroic- Failure):
Your joints greatly rasped on this one, captives in place. Painfully,it drips into your sense of smell, the stings tighten. The eyes try to glance over the creatures, as if she just came from depth of hell.
PALE WHALE:
"YOU..YOU HAVE ACCOMPLISHED NOTHING BUT CHEAP TRINKETS EVER SINCE YOU ACCOMPANY THIS SPACE. HAVE I THOUGHT YOU WERE ON OUR SIDE, YET YOU'RE CONTAGIOUS AS THE PARASITE ARE.
HAVE WE ALWAYS DUTIFIED TO KEEP THING IN ORDER? HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN THE VOWS MADE AS WE GRANTED THESE ABILITY?"
PREDATOR (Legendary - Failure):
Fuck fuck, get up, get up now. This is not some dinnertime, we need to move. We have gone so far now, we can't be some roasted turtle of the day!
PALE WHALE:
"I WOULD ELIMINATE YOU. I WOULD VANQUISHED YOU FROM EXISTENCE. A FIGURE OF YOU, NONE OF IT SHALL BE REMINISCE. YOU TURN YOUR BACK TO US, SHALL TO ENDLESS ABYSS YOU SHALL RETURN"
INSTINCT (Impossible - Failure):
INSTINCT (Heroic - Failure):
INSTINCT (Medium - Failure):
INSTINCT (Easy- Failure):
Failure
Fail re
Fa Ure..
..
As the distance slowly closes in, a rush chains rose from behind, mercilessly pinned the you into submission. It's made of steel, enchanted with ancient encrypt writing around it.
[Volition design by @tubrasko ]
VOLITION:
"Good job sending us the coordinate. Let's us take it from here."
PALE WHALE:
"YOU, EGREGIOUS PARASITES!! " Your body stretched, scratches in pain as the chains embraced onto your skins fiercely.
VOLITION:
"Stay low, or else it would tighten around your body. As you're manifestation of the mind, those things are as deadly as to you truly"
Slowly the other horrific parasites fill the view of vision. The bald one runs through,grasping the sinner (turtle) in arms.
There the other twos, sitting in their boat, witholding an enormous tool made from civilization of stones and sticks. Despite their shameful existence, your body trembled by the sight of the weapon, it's was pointed and dreadful. You recognize it. The harpoon. One of the serial killers of your ancestors of many years.
PALE WHALE:
"What do you seek from me? Aren't you sentient with the obsession of orders and control? Aren't you living in ignorance of how badly this host of yours is doing?" the tone slightly soft, praying it gained slight sympathy from the figure of crown.
VOLITION:
"Like you said, I'm simply want to restore orders. You, however are the real intruder here. You take matters into your own hands, damaging us to hell and back. Some vigilante, wishes to save the city by burning it down, advancing for miracles of phoenix incarnation."
PALE WHALE:
"Don't you wish to get better? These cells and codes are beyond repair. I'm simply stunted them so it can reset back to zero."
VOLITION:
"And there where you wrong. You, have only known one law of the universe, the cycle. If one gets sick, it should refer back to mother nature, praying for her forgiveness."
"We break ourselves, tear it apart and reassemble it. It's against the cycle, recreate and reborn anew. Every. Single. Time. These bleep and bloops, are signs that Harry is alive. He once alive, and he would be again. And again."
PALE WHALE:
"YOURE ABSOLUTE BUFFOONS. I HAVE SEEN IT ALL, THE BEGINNING,THE IN BETWEEN, THE ENDS, ITS ALL CLEAR AS DAY. MAKE AS MUCH EXCUSES JUST TO JUSTIFY SOME HICCUP THAT SNOWBALLED INTO WHOLE HEART ATTACK. YOU WOULD KILL HARRY BEFORE I DO, BEFORE ANY OF US DO!"
VOLITION:
"Why don't I give you my verdict then? You're so obsessed with role of Iudex, let's see what kind of fate befallen you."
The yellow cloudy figure giving a thumbs up, glancing over the harpoon they brought over. The wavy blue figure inspects around the weapon, seemingly trying to coordinate your vital spots.
It seems it has attached explosives that the RCM used to deal with, with a tag "tested effective with damaged neurons". Despite the difference in composition, you are sure the force of the harpoon surely makes a lethal damage onto your cerebrum.
Your lungs aches. Gasping for its last breath.
[INTERFACING + VISUAL CALCULUS] - Medium 10] Take a shot through the whale
ROLLING..
