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LunarMona

Elly, El
she/her
24
December 24
Hammerlocke, Galar
Bisexual
Galarian Ambassador
Rustboro Captain
darling, so share with me
or pain if that's what it is
5'7" / 170 cm height
5'7" / 170 cm height
i long to stay where the light dwells to guard against the cold that i know so well
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Elise Calcifet
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POSTED ON Apr 7, 2024 17:55:36 GMT
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The holy sword only protects the king,[break]
It is the king's power that protects the country.

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The elevator descends down and the diplomat sees a strange looking canine Pokemon with black and green fur. A toxic chain is also wrapped around its neck, so she knows that it’s their warden of their cells. She hears one of the prisoners defy the orders of the warden and Okidogi comes over to silence the prisoner…forever. [break][break]

Now, their remains were still in that cell and she doesn’t say a word. Elise knows it is dangerous to defy them lest she’ll lose her life. The plate of the puce colored mochi is given through the bars of their cell as Noel would make sure it was safer to eat. "Thank you, Noel." She speaks her thanks though the pained cry of her cellmate concerned her, she’ll take off part of her mask to eat the mochi too. The mochi tastes sweet like one of those sweet ones her grandmother used to make for her as a little girl. [break][break]

Toxins inside her from the toxic chain react to the mochi and she gasps from the pain overtaking her. She also hears the familiar voices of her elder cousin, and her senior in the rangers, . Taking comfort in their voices, she’d be sent to work along with her cellmate, Noel.[break][break]

Elise helps to separate the shards from the rocks as Okidogi watches. As a diligent kind of worker, she wants to find out what the chamber of desires is and how they’ll grant her desire. The Galarian princess continues to diligently work through the job they’re given though Okidogi meddles with her work and scrambles the shards into the rocks. [break][break]

She’d just continue to sort the shards into the cart than to deal with the meddling Okidogi.[break][break]

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♔ Weakling Ward[break]
♔ eats one puce colored mochi after Noel does[break]
♔ works in the Tera Crystal separation like a diligent worker[break]
♔ Okidogi decides to be mischievous and mess with her work...

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Scarlet

Lisa Bortiforte
She/Her
31
August 30
Camphrier Town, Kalos
Bi/Heteroromantic
Bioterrorist
Underboss
Unattached
Black Widow
5'9" / 175.26 cm height
5'9" / 175.26 cm height
Bury me in the roses and rot; I'll come back thorned.
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Elisabeth Fiorelli
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POSTED ON Apr 7, 2024 18:58:53 GMT
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had been called a thousand insults in her time in Kalos and in Hoenn.[break][break]

She'd been a naive and foolish girl, despised as a cold and unfeeling ice queen, and labeled both the conniving harlot and the scornful bitch, but never before had she been called the word that FEZANDIPITI denounced her as now: "Ugly."[break][break]

Self-consciously, her hand traced the half-visible outline of a burn scar that stretched down her hip to her upper left thigh. She'd never worn clothing that allowed the warped flesh to be so exposed, but the Kitakami tunic spared none of her vanity.[break][break]

Beauty was the only power you ever held over that man, she remembered. That's why he wanted to take it from you. Any power you had frightened him.[break][break]

What irony that she lacked even that meager boon, now.[break][break]

Then the Megalopolan spoke, answering the questions that had rattled in her mind since she'd awakened: why she was here, and what sin she was being punished for committing. None of her assumptions had proven true.[break][break]

Which meant her companions here could be anyone. Rocket and League alike.[break][break]

"The Three Day War," she rasped, for the first time tentatively addressing her unknown companion. She swallowed, her throat still far too dry to speak with ease. Her Kalosian accent was nonetheless unmistakable in her soft voice. "I wasn't here for it. Do you remember--?"[break][break]

All attempt at conversation ceased as another prisoner's screaming was silenced, the sickening squelch of flesh squeezing through bars punctuated by bones snapping against metal. Elisabeth watched unflinchingly, captivated by the horrific sight as a graceful wing cut down what remained of the pitiful creature, snuffing out the prisoner's life as easily as one might snap a twig.[break][break]

Powerless, she despaired again as the mochi was pushed through the cell, staring up at her with its sickeningly sweet appearance.[break][break]

Its color reminded her of the poisoned crystablooms and of the question she'd pitched to : "What happens if you corrupt an Avatar's link to their infinity energy?" It seemed they'd learned the answer to that question.[break][break]

Her mask briefly flipped open, allowing her to willingly accept her captor's poison. It wouldn't be the first time someone had tried to poison her, or even succeeded in doing so. Yet it seemed like only yesterday she and had spoken of her own immunity, and how it might be a method of teaching others to resist such things.[break][break]

How idealistic that dream had been.[break][break]

She reached down obediently, picking up the puce colored dessert as her stomach whined in protest. Her mouth opened, and closing her eyes to the humiliation she was forced to endure, she swallowed.[break][break]

The fact that the mochi tasted so heavenly only angered her more. She didn't want to enjoy any part of her own violation.[break][break]

All at once the chain about her throat animated, latching to the bars to allow for a long leash to appease her guardian. She stared up at the Megalopolan emptily, devoid of anything but her own suppressed rage, until they mentioned the CHAMBER OF DESIRES. Hope dared to spark in her eyes again, given dangerous life as two revelations caught fire within her:[break][break]

The removal of their masks.[break][break]

A taste of their latent powers.[break][break]

Her poison immunity.
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"Do as they ask," she said, turning to the strange man again as she arose to her feet. "If we can even for a moment remove these masks..."[break][break]

Elisabeth let the words trail off, knowing it was too dangerous to say more, and walked towards the platform at the center of the room. Her heart pounded at the sight of how many other masked inmates surrounded her. Were they all like her, truly imprisoned, or were any implanted by the Megalopolans themselves to ensure good behavior?[break][break]

She was paranoid enough to wonder.[break][break]

The once-proud woman knelt down before the TERA CRYSTALS, the picture of subservience as she gathered the dull jewels in her hands. She breathed on them, rubbing them against the fabric of her clothes, scratching off any mud with what remained of the sharpness of her nails until they chipped and broke.[break][break]

This , in her submissive acquiescence, would be unrecognizable to most who knew her.[break][break]

Those who had thought her arrogant didn't understand how hard-won that arrogance had been. They hadn't witnessed the years of silent indignity she'd already lived, the countless wars she'd lost surviving a marriage to a megalomaniac who punished her at every turn.[break][break]

This was no different. This was survival.[break][break]

Only the tell-tale sign of a garish burn scar revealed her identity as she knelt on the floor, peeking through the Kitakami fabric on her upper left thigh. It would mean nothing to most present, save for an explanation as to why she'd been placed in this ward with them.[break][break]

It would only mean anything else to and , should they happen to spare a glance her way.[break][break]

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- The irony of being in the 'Ugly' ward when her appearance was the only weapon she had in her abusive marriage drives her sense of powerlessness even further.[break][break]
- Elisabeth tries to ask about the Three Day War, since she wasn't present, but then stops talking when the prisoner is killed.[break][break]
- Doesn't want to eat the mochi, but understands if she doesn't eat it things get worse. Mourns the loss of her poison immunity.[break][break]
- Desperately hopes getting to the Chamber of Desires means reactivating her poison immunity, tells to comply with her.[break][break]
- Obediently moves to do as the captor asks, kneeling at the platform and diligently cleaning shards.[break][break]
- Has a visible burn scar on her upper left thigh as she kneels, which would be recognizable to and if they look her way.

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Grey / Connors
He / Him
Twenty-Six
October Thirty-one
Oldale Town
Heterosexual
Bee Enthusiast
Elite Four
1061 height
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Greyson Connors
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POSTED ON Apr 7, 2024 19:41:38 GMT
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Conversation with is cut short as the entire ward rumbles, signaling the first real signs of life since they'd woken up.

Three creatures, each exuding an aura of cold smugness and all sporting some variant of the TOXIC CHAIN, descend like would-be rulers. One, a giant, green humanoid and wolf bastardization, steps off while the rest continue their descent below.

"There's more than just this group," he whispers in a rush to , hands wrapped around the bars and eyes never leaving the never before seen Pokémon.

"If there's no more of these Pokémon than we might be just a layer beneath where whoever in charge here."

For the first time their other-worldly jailers speak, and with it, a taste at the true reason they were here.

"Keep quiet," he urges his cell-mate, even as others in the ward air their grievances. This wasn't the time, and certainly not the method, to rebel. In mere moments, those faceless few learn the cost of their mistake.

"Fuck," he hisses in a mixture of rage, disbelief, and disgust. Greyson turns his head to look at Nomi, and despite the mask, his body language spells how grim things look.

When the mochi is given to them to eat, he has no choice. It felt like mere days ago he and were warning one another to steer clear of these things, yet now they would need to eat it to survive. Clearly their Jailers would have no issue turning him to paste, and he had no inclination to die so easily.

In a flash his chain flashes forward and attaches — no, it fuses — to the steel bars. Like leashed dogs they're given their work task. Having no choice but to comply, he does the work given to him. It's an outlet for his aggression, but even that dies quickly after the dozenth crystal.

Seeing his work pace slow the humanoid wolf SPITS ON GREYSON before moving on to bother others. With its back to him, he tucks a pink-long shard into his sleeve as covertly as possible. It wouldn't be enough though.

How was he going to get out of this?

Could anyone around him help?

How did he rope them in without alerting their guards?

How could he, after all the work he's done, still be so powerless?

He was just a cog in the wheel. would love that.

Most important of all: WHO WAS THIS NEVER-ROT?

Those thoughts and more echo alongside the reverberating noise of rocks slamming together all throughout the chamber.

"Have you heard that name before? Never-rot?" He once again whispers to , keeping his head straight.


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Wonders who the never-rot is, amongst other thoughts
Struggling to find a way out of here, and with how powerless he feels.
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Solo

Seraphim
He, Him
27
June 25th
Eterna City, Sinnoh
Heterosexual
Billionaire, Playboy
Head Scientist
"I can't take the pressure....I'm gone beyond repair...."
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Amor Rose
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POSTED ON Apr 7, 2024 19:47:51 GMT
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Amor did nothing to stop from talking to the guards requesting a cellmate change, but then he saw their warden, along with some Primadona looking bird. They were being given food.

"What a gracious host...." He murmured as he approached the bars next to his cellmate, and he witnessed one of the other nameless prisoners refuse to eat, refuse to comply, and Amor just stared as the dissenter became a red paste that coated the stonework of their prison. "By all means popstar, keep using that beautiful voice of yours to annoy the guards....I'm certain they'll be charmed, and you won't die...." Despite the bravado, and the taunts, his stomach did turn, and his mind was racing. Trying to think of anything to get them out of here, even if he had to work with her he would do it.

This was just another problem, and solving problems was his specialty. His resources were limited, but there had to be a way....There was always a way....

When presented with the Mochi he frowned, he knew the effects that it had, had on others during the patrols they had done across the region if you ingested to much of it.

"Only eat one piece....I don't need you to become a hinderance." He expressed to as he took a piece of his own, and ate it. It tasted good, too good, like his favorite kind of food, and he wanted more, but if he did what would happen to him. Resisting was hard, but he was jarred out of his thoughts as the chains that wove themselves around him snapped into place at the cell, and the bars rearranged to allow them some freedom of movement. An annoyed tch sound escaped his throat as he walked out, and realized what their goal was.

The kicked over crates revealed numerous items of interest, and he looked around to see the others leaving their cells, but due to the masks he couldn't tell who any of them were. He knew Melody by her hair, and he was sure others would recognize him the same way, but how many allies did he have in this place? How many could he count on when the time came. Until then he had to assume that Melody was his only "ally" tenuous as it was. It was obvious that some would try to steal perceived weapons, but as far as he could tell their Warden was a psychic type....

If he could invade their minds it would render it useless, and just get more of them killed. So he'd let others take the risk to see if that could be the case.

"Don't....Steal anything...." He whispered to his cellmate. "If our Warden is psychic....It's useless...."

And so he began to sort the minerals as they were required, the Dynite ore was of particular interest. Could they use this to escape? Did it hold some of that mysterious power to allow them to dynamax their pokemon? Which raised the question again, where were their pokemon? Could they be in this chamber of desires, and what exactly was that place? To many questions....To many variables. He needed more data.

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Amor is begrudgingly working with Melody trying to keep them both from getting Dr. Manhattan'd
Amor eats Mochi....
Amor doesn't steal anything, and works diligently, and is going to observe to see what happens if someone is caught stealing something.
Amor thinks the key to their escape lies within the dynite ore, but is unsure of how to use it at the moment.
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Mcfuzzled

Bro/Brah
27
April 1
Dewford Town
Bisexual
Personal Trainer
Ranger
Stay the course
Whatever it takes
6'4" height
6'4" height
Do I lift? Yeah, brah, I lift your spirits!
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POSTED ON Apr 7, 2024 19:58:30 GMT
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"Eddie? Holy shit." Anxiety constricted in Beau's chest, but there was no mistaking it - he'd spent too much time with the man on their shared missions into The Border to not recognize the man by his build alone, even with a mask that completely obscured his features.
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He leaned to help the other man into a sitting position, frantically reaching to lower Eddie's arms when he saw him reaching for his mask - too late, as his cellmate choked and sputtered, but he at least gave up faster than Beau had, which might have been a credit to his future health. Beau splayed a hand on the man's back to steady him - but what comfort could he give in this place, really?
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"Look, I dunno what's going on or why we're here, but don't go for your mask, or this thing will choke you out." Beau murmured as quietly as he could, indicating the Toxic Chain around his own neck. Before he could elaborate, the sound of the platform descending in the middle of the ward had his head turning reflexively, and he gaped.
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"What three-day war?!" he spouted indignantly at the exposition. "I wasn't even there, were you even payin' attention to who you were grabbing?" The Megalopolan guard who dispassionately slid a pair of mochi through the bars was unperturbed, and indeed didn't so much as blink in response, let alone give an answer.
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Across the ward, someone else also had the idea to raise a little hell, and Beau went from vindicated to horrified in the space of a moment as the rabble-rouser was forcibly extracted between the bars of his cell. When the Okidogi began further abusing the twisted, crumpled body of the prisoner, Beau turned his head away, feeling the gorge rising in his throat.
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"Eat that," Beau offered flatly to Eddie, his tone unreadable. "We're walkin' outta here as soon as we find a way, but you ain't gonna be that thing's next Stretch Armstrong." Was it cowardly to acquiesce? Yes, part of him responded viciously, but another part of him rationalized that he couldn't help anyone if he was the next bundle of bones to get squeezed through the metal bars.
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He popped the mochi into his mouth and clenched his eyes shut as he chewed, having seen directly what it did to people. Only this was...sweeter than he expected, and when his chain lurched over to join with the bars of the cell and offer him a way into the center, he felt a little thrill of hope. Just a little one. "Just, uh, bonk me on the head if I start talkin' about mochi, yeah?" he murmured to Eddie before he rose and moved slowly to the waiting crates of crystals.
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The guards were almost too quiet as Beau recovered a cluster of stone and crystal, examining it before smashing it against the hard stone floor. It juddered free of his grasp, skittering across the stone to land at the feet of Okidogi. The larger pokemon turned to look in the direction of Beau and Eddie, and the younger man instinctively moved forward, shuffling to block the space between Eddie and their apparent jailer. He reached for the stone, an apologetic frown furrowing his brow as he tried to keep his gaze averted from the brute.
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Sneering, Okidogi plucked up the stone in one massive mitt first, examining it almost coyly before drawing its arm back and hurling the rock at Beau with a snide laugh. The stone impacted the side of Beau's head and he reeled, falling to his knees.
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"Dammit," he hissed. Hopefully the mask blocked the worst of the potential damage, but his head throbbed and he couldn't see straight when he reached blindly for the stone. He had to play along, he had to do something, or he knew this thing wouldn't think twice about turning him into pulp as easily as it had the other man.
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Beau is in the Weakling Ward.[break]
Comforts Eddie as he gets choked trying to remove his mask.[break]
Eats mochi, goes out to start breaking rocks.[break]
Loses one near Okidogi, Okidogi brains him with it.

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Tea
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Eighteen
April 14th
Slateport City
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Trainer
Cutesy & Strength
Walk Hand in Hand
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Thea didn't miss Cass' reaction to her own question. Her lips pursed, still shaky. Her friend was having it rough too, and so was her cousin. She couldn't continue to be like this, she was being a dumbass, she needed to pull herself together. They were helping her, she needed to help them. Together, they could go through this, for sure.[break][break]

With her eyes closed tight, she took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind before carefully trying to stand, still shaky, but reaching for her friend's clenched hand, holding it with both of her hands and looking at her eyes. "We will be with them soon." She tried to smile as she usually did, but it came out weaker than she wanted... And soon, the approaching Megalopolan startled Thea, as she sharply turned, supressing a gasp and her breath while she looked at the mochi... Those things...[break][break]

Her eyes went up to the Megalopolan, hesitating and with growing anger. How dare they strip their freedom like this? How dare?! ... But before Thea could show her distaste, someone else did for her and everyone else in the room... And the results were nerverwrecking. Thea turned to Knight and Cass, hugging her friend with an arm and pulling her cousin close against her chest, trying to block his sight from the gruesome view unless he resisted. Th-That can't be...[break][break]

Without any more hesitation, and after the screams were done, Thea turned and bowed her head while taking the mochis, pursing her lips before eating it up while holding back her distaste. She hated it here.[break][break]

Whenever she could leave, she would look at the sharp shards with concern. She tried pick up a few, with her palm meeting the sharp edges and making her wince in pain as she struggled to pick them up. Her eyes wandered around, seeing many others in the same predicament, which only made her heart sink further. The panic from before was slowly fading, being replaced by anger and frustration... And that prompted a not-so-kind stare at the Munkidori.[break][break]

It didn't come unnoticed, and while Thea tried to work on the shards, she felt a pull on her feet just as she walked toward one. She went shoulder first against a shard, that sank into it sharply while nearly catching her neck. A muffled scream was pressed back by her pursing lips, and she got on her knees, pressing a hand against the deep cut... Noticing the gaze of the Munkidori. Thea swallowed. She couldn't do wrong, they cared very little for their well being, and killing her wouldn't be an issue to them.[break][break]

Taking a moment to recover, she ignored the pain of the cut while she got closer to her cellmates and friends, starting to focus on her work. "... L-Let's just keep doing it... M-Maybe they will calm down after a while." She said, looking at Cass and Knight with a frustrated gaze... And while she tried to pour some deeper attention into her work, she wondered... Could she get away with keeping a shard to herself..? If eyes were averted from her at any moment, she would try it.[break][break]

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  • Thea tries to stop her cousin from seeing the gruesome execution.

  • She complies and eat the mochis, but out of the cell, grows slightly defiant while she finally recovers.

  • Is rewarded with a dangerous trip and cuts her shoulder deeply. It is a warning.

  • Starts working more efficiently, even if at the cost of having cuts all over her palms.

  • Sticks as close as possible to her cellmates (Cass & Knight). Tries to see if she can keep a shard.





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With his worst fears realized, panic began to quickly sink in, but that terrible fright momentarily abated at the other man's simple gesture of human comfort. It was a small thing, really, but the wide palm pressed flush between Eddie's shoulders was something real and human he could ground himself with. It at least kept Eddie from hurtling into a realm of pure terror, and provided him with the wherewithal to actually listen to what his new cellmate had to say, [break][break]

“Hah, yeah, already figured that one out,” he chuckled humorlessly. There was something else on the tip of his tongue, but that thought quickly dissipated as Eddie heard the sound of the platform descending in the center of the ward. [break][break]

There was talk of a war and Beau's indignant reply, and really, Eddie was trying to parse all that out until he heard the sound of screams from a fellow prisoner. He couldn't fault the guy for refusing the strange mochi after all of the havoc he'd seen it wreak across Hoenn, but any thoughts of dissent died with the stranger, and in similarly brutal fashion. [break][break]

CW: Violence, blood[break]

The crunch of bone, the wet sloshing of gore; Eddie had never really seen death before, not up close like this, but it was so much more horrific than he could have possibly imagined. He was almost thankful that the victim, now pummeled under the dog's fists, no longer looked recognizably human. Eddie could just pretend that he'd never been a man at all, just a walking sack of meat without thoughts or feelings, and without friends and family that would mourn him.
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Were it not for Beau jolting him from his thoughts and the violence on display for those who would have considered further disobedience, Eddie didn't think he could have stomached the chewy mochi he popped into his mouth. He still couldn't, really, even for how sweet and pillowy it was, but what choice did he have? [break][break]

He nodded numbly at Beau's vague attempt at humor and followed him wordlessly as their bindings affixed themselves to the cell, like a neglected Maschiff tethered to an old tree at the end of his childhood neighborhood. His shambling procession to their new workplace felt like it lasted an eternity. [break][break]

Eddie felt... hollow. Numb. Like his hands now were something as foreign to his body as the rock he cradled in them. It was easy to get lost in the horrific stupor that settled over him, making everything feel less real yet somehow more dire than it ever had been, until a sharp 'crack' next to his ear made him jump. [break][break]

Somehow, shockingly, Eddie had been completely oblivious to the spectacle of violence that was happening just to his right, and to Beau now fallen to his knees. Panic welled back up again; somewhere, Eddie vaguely realized he was getting very good at being afraid, [break][break]

“Beau!” [break][break]

Guards and dog be damned; they could beat him black and blue if they wanted, but there was no way in hell he wasn't going to check on Beau, [break][break]

“Shit, are you okay?” [break][break]

He had to do something, but what? His eyes darted back and forth like a cornered animal, lingering on the rocks strewn about them, [break][break]

“Beau, please, I can't-” [break][break]

Can't what? Handle the guy dying in front of him in the same violent fashion that the other prisoner had? [break][break]

… Yeah, that was exactly it. He couldn't just pretend that the man he considered a friend wasn't a real human being; he couldn't handle his death on top of whatever fresh hell this place could conjure up next, [break][break]

“I need ya ta keep a cool head, and stick with me. I've got your back; if ya keep a low profile, and stay close, I'll take whatever these fuckers dish out. That alright with you?” [break][break]

Slowly, some semblance of control was taking shape in Eddie's mind. He couldn't do a damn thing about the mochi, or their prison labor, or whatever else this place had in store, but he could protect Beau. Maybe he could distract a guard if they wanted to give him a pummeling; maybe he could intercept that nasty chain if it wanted to rip Beau to pieces next. Yes, this was something tangible, actionable; Eddie felt a strange calm fall over him as they returned to their work crushing rocks. [break][break]

His eyes flicked from the rocks to Beau, from the dog to the guards to the other prisoners doing their own work. He had purpose now in this nightmare-ish place; if he could just keep an eye on Beau, keep him safe, then whatever hardship he faced would be worth it. As another rock crumbled against the floor beneath him, Eddie attempted to surreptitiously slip a bit of a jagged Tera shard into his clothes; a little insurance, he decided. Even if it wouldn't help in an escape attempt, such contraband would be a surefire way to draw attention from Beau if he drew the dog's ire once more. [break][break]

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Starts to depersonalize a bit due to the ~*trauma*~ [break]
Freaks out again when Beau gets hurt, but finds purpose in his desire to protect his cellmate [break]
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i'm not eating this. [break][break]annalise's own rejection is silent against the screams and scattering of trays in a nearby cell. she rarely ate in rocket prison, afraid of what they might have put into her food. this time, she's certain it's not just self-preserving paranoia. she stares down at the food suspiciously, recalling the mochi she had found wherever the TOXIC CHAINS had infected the region. [break][break]i'm not — [break][break]in the corner of her eye, she sees FEZANDIPITI approach the noisiest cell. she sidles closer to the bars, unable to look away as the prisoner squeezes themselves through the bars, compelled by some force. the sick feeling building in the back of her throat finally makes her turn away. she doubles over, gagging and retching, but eventually, shakily, she's able to keep everything down. [break][break]annalise doesn't want to die. against every screaming instinct, she picks up her portion of mochi with trembling hands. her head turns, veiled eyes finding . a few minutes before, she had spurned the notion of collaborating with him. but he is the only tool she has, she realizes, and survival trumps her desire to see him suffer. [break][break]"fine," is all she says to him, a concession woven between half-hearted bites of mochi. she feels the unsettling pulse of poison in her veins, then her toxic chain melds with the cell bar, allowing her to take her first, uneasy steps into the center of the ward. [break][break]at the megalopolan's command, she kneels among the shards, taking one up in trembling hands. she polishes it clumsily against her sleeve until she can see her pink reflection, then obediently places it in the crate. [break][break]she needs to win, she thinks anxiously as she reaches hastily for the next. or, at the very least, she needs to work diligently enough to make herself invisible to the eye of their warden. [break][break]as if on cue, fezandipiti struts by. fear startles through her as it roughly swats the shard she's working on out of her hands, sending it rolling across the floor. while she searches pitifully on her hands and knees, she swears she hears the pokemon snicker as it walks away. [break][break]
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Nestled under the desk like a frightened child, you watch the elevator descend.

The three Pokemon standing atop it aren't familiar to you, at least, not at first. But as the gigantic hound steps forth, the memory of unidentified pawprints on Route 112 squirm in the back of your mind. Is this bloated mutt the source of those markings? Was it somehow involved in the Toxic Chain incidents of the past month? It has to be. There's no way it isn't. Then, assuming your theory is right, and Arceus knows that's a big assumption... Then that'd mean you're in--

Your thought is interrupted as a tray of mochi is slid into your cell. Your first instinct is to stomp it, to grind it into a fine paste beneath your heel, and kick what dregs remains through the cell bars. In that sense, it's fortunate you weren't served first, because that gives you the chance to see the price of rebellion. The sight of one poor son of a bitch getting mangled by that bastard hound are enough to temper your defiance.

The choices before you are clear: Eat it, or die. Not much of a choice, is it?

As the slaughter ends and mealtime begins, you emerge from your hidey-hole and approach the mochi. Carefully, you grab a piece, ripping it and ripping it until only the smallest of scraps remain. Then, with much hesitation, you shove the tiny piece into your mouth and choke it down.

Eating it is agony. Even a solid as soft as this feels like a shard of glass tumbling down your wounded throat. You never thought you'd long for the inoffensive modest soups of yesterday, yet here you are.

And as you finally force it down, your Toxic Chain mutates into a too-short tether to your cell. Looks like mealtime is over. Now it's time to get to work. But right now? That's the last thing on your mind.

"...I'm going to finish what I started." You murmur to , though you don't make eye contact. "Figure something out. Please."

You know she's going to hate that. You telling her what to do, especially in such a vague and aimless manner. And yet, despite that, nothing she can say will change what you're going to do next. Nobody in this world, not nor nor , could stop you.

At first, you seem to work. You smash clumps of rock as best you can with one arm, brushing small nuggets of dynite ore and chips of crystal into another. But after a few minutes or so, you break into a particular hefty boulder and find just what you're looking for - A glimmering purple Tera Shard, with a jagged edge and a sharp point.

You glance over to the mutt as it blusters about, meddling in the work of your peers. You grip the shank tightly in your hand.

You won't let them take you from you. You won't be their slave. You won't let them steal your individuality. You won't let them turn you into a cog in their machine. You won't let them subject that to everyone else, either. You'll do it. You'll do what everyone else is too afraid to do. These bastards are going to find out that Shred Zeppelin keeps his promises.

So, as the dog turns its back, you lunge forth. Wordlessly, you stab towards the dog's neck, aiming to puncture both his Toxic Chain and his jugular in a single strike.

And for your efforts?

CRACK. You feel your ribcage shudder as a massive green fist slams into your chest. The air is forced from your lungs. The Tera Shard falls from your hand as you hit the ground.

STOMP. A gigantic green foot stomps on your shoulder. You try to scream, but without the breath to do so, all you can manage is a strained cough. As you look up at the silhouette of your warden through bleary eyes, you think you can see a hint of an amused smile among those fangs.

PUNT. But amusement doesn't last long, especially for one with a whole ward of prisoners to torment. Your limp body is kicked like a can in the road, and comes tumbling to a halt right back where you started - At the feet of .

All that struggle, all that sacrifice, and in the end?

All it took was one punch.

All it was worth were a few meagre seconds of distraction.



TL;DR - Shred eats the tiniest scrap of mochi, tells Lulu to solve problems while he does something stupid, finds himself a Tera Shard shank amidst the ore, IMMEDIATELY TRIES TO STAB OKIDOGI, and boy oh boy does he get his shit rocked SO BAD (B-but at least it was a good distraction right? Right???).

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Twenty-five
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Opelucid City
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“Alba. From the looks of things, we’re in prison… somewhere. No windows for me to tell where, though.” There’s still the dying jitters of panic in his Opelucid accent, but the more he talks and paces about, the more they fade out. Panic wouldn't do him any good. Focus, focus…[break][break]

“There’s got to be something… Some way for us to break out of here— Hey, something's happening out there.” Alba’s train of thought is interrupted by something descending from the ceiling. Their captors? They're draped in Toxic Chains, the same way both prisoner and guard are, but they're clearly higher than both in the order of things. The monkey stays, but the bird continues down into the darkness below; so there are even more cells than these.[break][break]

“Wronged you? It was self-defence; haven't done anything worse than what you tried.” He's mostly just talking to himself as he gazes out of the bars of his shared cage. He hadn’t even been in Hoenn for the Three Day War; all the scientist had done was get caught up in their affairs while hunting for monsters. Poor, innocent him.[break][break]

Dissent and defiance cry out from across the ward, but it’s a feeble rebellion. And like all rebellions that cannot hold up the sky, it is crushed.[break][break]

Whatever that started the uproar is not human, just some offal strewn across the ground. Alba watches it turn from a person to a thing, unblinking til the end.[break][break]

“What’s your name, by the way?” He asks as the copper stench of blood reaches their cell. His voice is even, but his fingers drum against his thigh as he reaches for the mochi. “I told you mine, seems only fair you tell me yours.”[break][break]

It’s sweet. It’s too sweet, because it’s pleasantly sweet; a gentle ray of light breaking through the gloom. There’s a fairytale like this, isn’t there? A gingerbread house in the woods, fattening up children for the witch to eat. But what else can he do but chew at its bricks and mortar, to stave off the cauldron for another day?[break][break]

Work begins. The promise of reward and fear of execution work to keep Alba’s hands moving, even as sharp edges bite into his skin. Are they trying to recreate their ship, like they tried and failed to at Route 119? And if the Megalopolans can turn their dreams into reality, then…[break][break]

“Please, help me be free,” he speaks to the shards in his hands, hoping the weeping cuts on his hands carry his words far enough.



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In the Dummy Ward![break]
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Trying to beam his desire to escape to the Tera crystals he’s sorting, in the vain hope that something happens

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rosie
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October 14
Vermilion City, Kanto
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demolition expert
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A MILLION MILES AWAY
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[attr="class","nikki109"]Ignorance is bliss.[break][break]

To the descent of the unknown, to the shuffling outside her cell -[break][break]

Ignorance is bliss.[break][break]

To those who proclaim their fate and others who rattle their cage -[break][break]

Ignorance is bliss.[break][break]

To the screams that grow ever louder, to the cracking of bones and the squelching of flesh -[break][break]

Ignore it, Eris.[break][break]

She shuts her eyes and clings tighter to her only hope.[break][break]

And she wishes that she could simply slip into the darkness, to avoid that piercing gaze upon her back. The scrape of metal against ground alert her to an intruder, one that she must pay attention to lest that gaze turn to fangs. A sliver of vision is all she dares, a blurry pile of purple soon solidifying into familiar shapes - Mochi. Poison.[break][break]

Not a single fibre of her being wills resistance. Shivers rake upon her limbs that reach out, a chilling heat that peels at old scars. There lies a thought in the back of her mind, that the mochi be chewed and spat up. But it goes down so smoothly, bite after bite after bite.[break][break]

A brief moment of respite from the pervading scent of rust. Softly, quietly, the thought is smothered and laid to rest.[break][break]

She doesn't dare to step out until Isaac does the same. Like a guard, like their warden, she watches him eat that mochi and waits for the chains to do their work. Anything that would ensure he survives, that he stays here with her. A hand reaches out for his, tugs at it as she looks towards the center of their ward.[break][break]

Work calls to them. He can't leave her alone in a place like this.[break][break]

Surprisingly enough, their job seems pretty simple. Though the sharp edges are surely a concern, much like holding the sharp end of a knife, one can avoid cuts if they know how to handle it. The surfaces on which fingers may be placed, the pressure necessary to grip but not pierce skin. She sorts carefully, with utmost diligence, acutely aware of the gazes that sweep over her as she continues to work through her pile.[break][break]

Soon enough, she creates just enough of a stash to carry over to the crate. Navigating through the piles of tera crystals and dirt with these sandals feel rather awkward, but she manages to get by with minimum scratches on her feet. Just a few more steps and she'll reach the crate. And yet, the next step she takes catches on something.[break][break]

She trips, crystals scattering back into the dirt as she falls and slides across the mix. Rocky edges poke and slice at exposed limbs, snickers coming from somewhere behind her over her quiet whimpers. And yet, she must pick herself up. Quickly, before she's hauled up by a Megalopolan.[break][break]

And once she does so, it's back to sorting again, each shining surface turning redder with her touch.[break][break]

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✦ doesn't try to look at what's happening, holds onto [break]
✦ eats the mochi, waits for him to do the same so they can go TOGETHER...[break]
✦ carefully sorts m&m from skittles without cutting herself, ready to toss into crate c:[break]
✦ monkidori really tripped her up :c[break]
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Nomi; The Visionary
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Ecruteak, Johto
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✦ Nomi feels confident they are near the top of some sort of tower[break][break]✦ Sees the tera crystals lining the elevator shaft and wonders if they are in Area Zero or the Great Chasm[break][break]✦ Does not look away from the carnage...for science[break][break]✦ Eats the mochi...also for science[break][break]✦ Glimpses and feels bad that he was also captured...but then feels guilty that might have to work with more Rockets (which surprises her)[break][break]✦ Feels A Way about being in the Weak Ward...[break][break]✦ Watches get absolutely wrecked[break][break]✦ Connects never-rot to ruination, which feels ominous...



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The platform descended, and with it came three Pokemon Nomi had never seen before. She barely had a chance to memorize their forms - a bipedal canine, a monkey, and a bird - before one - the canine - stepped forward carrying a stack of crates and the others disappeared below. 's whispered revelation echoed in her ear, confirming her earlier assumption that they were imprisoned in some sort of tower.[break][break]
"We're at the top," she softly surmised. "You're right: there's likely at least one level above us, where our captor - captors? - resides."[break][break]
Was it the three Pokemon that had appeared or were they working for someone - or something? - else...[break][break]
A flash caught Nomi's attention as the platform - now empty - ascended past them once more, returning to its origin point. Tera crystals? she thought, recognizing the shards glittering around the hole in the ceiling. Was this place somehow connected to Area Zero or the Great Chasm?[break][break]
She didn't have time to voice this new theory to Greyson, for one of the Megalopolian guards had begun to speak. Nomi listened with rapt attention, drinking in every word, analyzing all possible meanings. So, her assumption had been correct: they were being kept alive because they were needed for something. Specifically, their labor was needed. And because the Megalopolians want us to suffer as they once did, she thought grimly.[break][break]
As the too-vibrant mochi, unnaturally violet, was delivered to their cell, Nomi watched as a prisoner across the way began to throw a rebellious fit, channeling the energy they all felt - fear, frustration, defiance - into action. Greyson swore, and Nomi did not look away as the humanoid dog, muscular and intimidating, pulled the prisoner through the bars of their cell - bones crunching in an act of unrelenting violence. The aftermath was an equally horrific bloodbath, a gruesome pummeling, and still - she did not look away.[break][break]
Numbly, she forced herself to observe every detail of the Pokemon's brutal attacks - what it might be capable of. If they were going to survive, they needed to understand what they would be going up against. Fighting type, she guessed. Maybe also...poison? Everything about this place was toxic, though: it was not lost on her that the creature wore a TOXIC CHAIN, too.[break][break]
Stomach churning, she ate the mochi - clinical bite after clinical bite. She was confident it would not kill them - they would be dead by now if that was the intention. It tasted surprisingly decadent, like a peach cobbler, which she supposed was meant to lure them into some sort of false sense of security...or perhaps encourage the consumption of more mochi in the future. Immediately, the effect of the treat became clear: she and Greyson were now able to leave their cell via the TOXIC CHAINS around their necks.[break][break]
She moved forward immediately, hoping to get a glimpse of any of the other prisoners still consuming their mochi: for when they were eating, their masks were open enough to make out facial features. A flash of blond, a recognizable jawline - was that ? Another Avatar, chained and diminished. Her heart ached for him, but if there was anyone who would be able to put up a fight when the time was right, it was the Rocket underboss.[break][break]
Greyson won't like it, she knew, with a surprising pang of guilt. Working with more Rockets.[break][break]
They began their painstaking work, and Nomi did her best to smash the rocks in an efficient manner. She'd never been the physically strong one, though: that had always been 's role. I suppose that's why I'm here, she realized. In the Weak Ward.[break][break]
It was a logical conclusion, but the truth of it stung all the same.[break][break]
As a figure () - a young man? - endured a punch to the gut, Nomi crawled back over to Greyson, rock in hand. Focusing on his voice through the din of stones hitting cement and the sickening sounds of the cruel canine Pokemon's torture, she tried to clear her mind and make sense of his question.[break][break]
"It's not familiar," she hissed back, with a measure of irritation - at her own lack of knowledge. "But rot makes me think of ruination..."[break][break]
It did not bode well.[break][break]
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Baki
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December 21
Saffron City
Bi
Gym Leader
Officer
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[attr="class","star2tsu4"]"Fuckin' finally..."[break][break]

Peace and quiet, if you could call it that. The woman's stopped her screaming, anyway. Everything else happening... the strange pokemon, the chains, the aliens... that little victory, she'll take it. It's the small things.[break][break]

She wipes her bloody knuckles on her shirt. Kneels down next to her quiet cellmate, watching the elevator descend from the top of the panopticon. Megalopolans unload boxes, subjugated to what looks like the queen bee. Some bird. She watches carefully, bated breath as the Megalopolan approaches. [break][break]

"Food, huh? Not gonna poison us, are you?"[break][break]

She stares at the plate of mochi. Somehow, she doesn't think the Megalopolan appreciates the joke.[break][break]

A scream, as the defiant prisoner is cut down by the bird's feathers, and she grabs a single mochi without hesitation and plops it in her mouth. Eye contact with the alien the entire way, til it slides down the back of her gullet.[break][break]

Survive, at all costs. She learned that lesson young, part of Rocket's reserve back in Kanto. It took five years waiting for an escape then. Another five years here... well, if she wanted out, guess she could refuse the mochi. [break][break]

A desperate look around as the Megalopolan doesn't back away, and she finally looks down at her feet.[break][break]

The woman she knocked clear out.[break][break]

"Oh... right. Shit."[break][break]

She grabs more mochi, picking the woman off the ground and slapping her over and over again, shoving the mochi into her mouth violently without waiting for her to wake. [break][break]

"Hey. Hey. Hey! Wake up! You need to eat! C'mon! Wake UP!"[break][break]

Her fingers slide to the woman's throat, massaging her neck to get her to swallow. Only then does the Megalopolan seem satisfied. [break][break]

She picks herself up off the floor, wiping her hand off on the woman's shirt and listening intently for any hint of an escape plan. [break][break]

A reward... a chamber of desires... a place where she might get her things, perhaps?[break][break]

If she could just get at Manjushage's ball, the nihilego's toxins would flush the rest of this poison away... [break][break]

The chain drags her nearer the bars, and she speaks to her cellmate. Not that she'd hear her, knocked clean out, but it's better than speaking to herself. She's not about to go crazy in a place like this. She's not gonna end up like this woman, some scared, cornered animal.[break][break]

"Listen. We meet the quota, then... well, you'll see. I gotta surprise. Just wake up and exceed the quota, you... dumb, crazy bitch. Even if you're annoying as hell, as long as we get to that chamber... I'll give you whatever you want. My treat. Wake up, wake up and do your fucking job... I'm begging you. One arm is better than none, so just... wake the fuck up, please."[break][break]

She polishes shards like her life depends on it, til her elbows hurt, til she's out of breath, til she feels like she's gonna break down. Then she keeps going, staring at her reflection, trying to rub that ugly thing off the face of each and every one.[break][break]

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The Liberator
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April 10
Lavaridge Town
Figuring it Out
Penitent
Renegade
I've got a, I've got a
Pocket fulla sunshine
Short King height
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Turned on my friends and brought them pain. I have no right to show I can change. But I gotta try!
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[attr="class","textbox"]If there was any doubt who his cellmate was, it was dispelled the section she'd launched into his arms.[break][break]

It made what came next all the worst. Of all the people in Hoenn to be subjected to a man being dismantled by nothing but psychic might, he hated that it had to be . She deserved better than even more horrors haunting her already-scarred mind. She deserved better than being forcefed strange, cursed candy, any reprieve brought by its delicious scent and taste torn away by its true cursed nature. She deserved better than being press-ganged into forced labor at the hands of cannibals, torturers, and their fucking monkey.[break][break]

That monkey. The gruesome way it reduced a dissenter to little more than stretched tendon and splintered bone, the poor bastard's brains painting the back of what had once been a head . . . Isaac was no stranger to Hoenn's horrors. That didn't make such gratuitous brutality any easier to swallow. Even and were nothing like this. For all their faults, they were professionals.[break][break]

Around here, the cruelty was the point.[break][break]

He wouldn't let it be the only one. The first slice across his fingers brought inspiration alongside pain. If these shards were sharp enough to cut his flesh, they were sharp enough to cut his uniform. "Here," he said as he approached Eris, strips of cloth loosely slung around his fingers. It would be easy to tie them around her small, delicate hands like a pair of impromptu handwraps. "Just in case."[break][break]

She wouldn't need it. Her hands were in better shape than his were. She was experienced at tasks like this, more than she should have been. However, he'd die a death of a thousand cuts before even thinking of letting Eris be at risk of one. "You're doing great, kid," he assured her, a quiet mumble as he finished his work.[break][break]

Perhaps to Eris, his hand softly squeezing hers was worth more than any piece of cloth.[break][break]

It was a promise of protection, and one he'd never dare break. It wasn't just her. It was everyone in this ward, a dozen strangers who could be friend, foe, or anyone in between. None of them were safe from that fucking monkey. Its shit-eating grin and wheezing snicker were inescapable as it tripped, taunted, and even smacked around the other prisoners. Bastard strutted around like it owned the place, and for all intents and purposes it did.[break][break]

Fuck that. Isaac was the King of the Aegis. He was the Liberator of the North Wind. He was a survivor who escaped Necrozma's clutches and braved the eye of Lugia's storm. And everyone in this cell was just as storied as him, if not leaps and bounds moreso. Why the hell were they going to sit around and take this? Since when did Hoenn let itself be strangled to death in toxic chains?[break][break]

It was a simple plan. The monkey seemed to get off on bullying the weak and the helpless, so why not play the part? Isaac fumbled his sorts. He clumsily tipped his box over with his hip. When particularly confused, he tripped over his own chain. His fingers were raw with cuts and slices. Blood cloudy with pebble dust trailed in his wake. It was as if he was doing everything in his power to make himself look like the most useless, victimizable target in the whole damn dummy ward.[break][break]

And it would all be worth it when his clowning around caught the monkey's notice. His hand, clutching bruised ribs, hid a particularly sharp tera fragment beneath his palm. He fought the urge to look at it, trusting his idly drumming fingers to remember its shape. He dulled his mind, counting the stones in his workbox to smother any and all surface thoughts. He'd only get one shot at this, so he couldn't give up the ghost now. He'd just have to keep playing his part as he awaited his captor; a weak, stupid dummy, until suddenly he wasn't.[break][break]

If had taught him anything, it was how to land a good stab.[break][break]

Fk2rHex7[break][break]

TEAL DEER[break]
Isaac makes handwraps for Eris.[break]
Then, he waits for Munkidori to pick on him so he can try and cut the bastard with a sharpened tera shard.[break]
Shiv has 200% clearance to do whatever he wants :)

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cinnabar
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i'm standing on the ashes of who i used to be

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theo watches through the bars that line their cell, breathing soft but not yet weak as he easily slips into the role of observer. like a diligent student, he does his best to take in everything, but with the TOXIC CHAIN tight around his neck and exhaustion looming over him, there is only so much he's able to process.[break][break]

"eat," he says to , seeing the subtle display of defiance; she had showed him the same back in rocket prison.[break][break]

met with relief when she listens, he picks up the puce-colored mochi, stifling similar defiance within him before eating it as well.[break][break]

after, as he finds himself kneeling on the ground, polishing the TERA CRYSTALS with the rough fabric of his shirt, his gaze drifts momentarily to FEZANDIPITI, feeling both drawn to it yet repulsed at the same time.[break][break]

his gaze shifts, then, and as he looks over at what remains of the disruptor, he knows the only way to win is to play and be patient.[break][break]

so, like his life depends on it (which it does), he continues polishing the TERA CRYSTALS, doing so while remaining mindful of his proximity to everyone else.[break][break]

he stays close to .[break][break]

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ugly ward[break]
. theo is a good prisoner[break]
. theo eats his mochi[break]
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. theo stays close to his pookie annalise[break]
. theo bides his time

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