Purgatory: Come and See.

[C.T.]

"Grr.." He'd nod his head in regards to the naming of weapons. The Brute Shot wasn't used for 'pretty' or any kind of 'poetic' work. It was used to rip and tear and to brutalize whoever was unfortunate/stupid enough to get in his way. Besides, nobody usually lived long enough to think too hard about the name in any case.
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"Goody!" She clapped him on the back in a friendly manner.​

At Nora's second comment however, even with his armor hiding his expression the freelancer's body shook with rage. The kind of rage that one got when they were accused of something that was very much true. But they totally didn't want to admit it. "Grr!!" ​

"You're not? But you just said..." Her confused questioning didn't get any farther as the critters made themselves known. Rats. Coming from everywhere and anywhere. She ripped one right off her head when it landed in her hair, lashing out at a few with a hammer swing. "Home run!" She bellowed wildly with a giggle.​

"Grr!" ​

"Oh! You are scared!" She remarked, taking a moment to glance over at him. "Well don't worry! If you fall, try to land on the enemy! They'll go squish."​

Due to the rat's proximity however, their reflection on his helmet showed the Meta that there were some kind of green boils atop them. He wasn't sure what sort of liquid resided within such boils but he didn't want to find out. He sought to punch any of the rats off him and looked over to Nora while in the midst of doing so and let out yet another growl in her direction since she seemed to be the only one here who could understand him. ​

"Oooooh right, thanks!" She nodded appreciatively in the midst of slamming her hammer down into a few more of the rats. "Though I do have aura so that helps."​

"Nutty ginger chick, make with the explosions to keep 'em off us!"​

She perked up, as if just waiting for the moment someone gave her free reign on the legion of ratty rats.

"Got it."

She kicked another couple rats away, hammer swiftly transforming back into grenade launcher mode. "Heads up!" She shouted, Magnhild opening up as she fired all her grenades at once, aimed for the biggest concentration of rats. "Some boom for you, a little bang for you, and hearts for everyone!"​

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[Kaykay]

"...Gross."

Rats weren't the most exciting foes, and were also rather disgusting. It was kind of like house-cleaning, but with really big rats and no broomsticks. Still really annoying, though. Karen swung her fists around, trying to knock away any rat that had gotten close to her, stomping and kicking when necessary. She didn't want to get bit and come down with some sort of weird disease, after all.
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She kicked another couple rats away, hammer swiftly transforming back into grenade launcher mode. "Heads up!" She shouted, Magnhild opening up as she fired all her grenades at once, aimed for the biggest concentration of rats. "Some boom for you, a little bang for you, and hearts for everyone!"

"Woah..." A grenade launching hammer? Now that was an awesome weapon. Maybe she should try getting her hands on one sometime.

Wherever she'd fine one, anyway.

@everyone I guess

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[CrunchyCHEEZIT]

"Goody!" She clapped him on the back in a friendly manner.​

"You're not? But you just said..." Her confused questioning didn't get any farther as the critters made themselves known. Rats. Coming from everywhere and anywhere. She ripped one right off her head when it landed in her hair, lashing out at a few with a hammer swing. "Home run!" She bellowed wildly with a giggle.​

"Oh! You are scared!" She remarked, taking a moment to glance over at him. "Well don't worry! If you fall, try to land on the enemy! They'll go squish."​

"Oooooh right, thanks!" She nodded appreciatively in the midst of slamming her hammer down into a few more of the rats. "Though I do have aura so that helps."​

She perked up, as if just waiting for the moment someone gave her free reign on the legion of ratty rats.

"Got it."

She kicked another couple rats away, hammer swiftly transforming back into grenade launcher mode. "Heads up!" She shouted, Magnhild opening up as she fired all her grenades at once, aimed for the biggest concentration of rats. "Some boom for you, a little bang for you, and hearts for everyone!"​

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Just above the sound of the the rumbling grenade launcher, Nora could hear a faint buzzing in the back of her ear...some sort of other noise.

Oh, yeah, its Wheatley screaming in her other arm.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

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[Indolent]

The noise grew and grew....The sound screeching and wild, all around them but no enemy could be seen out of the doorway.

And then from all around them, from every crack...In the walls, the ceiling and the floors they came.

Rats! The very floor rippled with the vermin, the largest the size of rabbits as they came out en-mass. They dropped onto heads, they crawled up pants legs, they bit and they clawed. A thick floor of fur and a canophy of screeching echoing endlessly in the caves, the dim light a counterpoint to the sudden horrendous stench these vermin brought.

Five in particular ran up Alonne's pants leg. : |

What do they do?

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"Rats, I wasn't expecting rats." Well, that was unexpected. Punk gangsters, he could handle with ease. Arcade machines going rogue (in the future), he could deal with just as well. Kung Fury could deal with nigh anything. If you expected this build up to imply the contrary for Kung Fury with rats, you have another think coming. He hunkered down, allowing the rats to swarm over his person momentarily ... before he leapt into action, muscle and sinew contacting and expanding as he twisted forward into a somersault. Into the following, a spinning kick on repeat interspersed with impressive hand-work maintaining his aloft position as his feet went to town on the rats. The rodents would be scattered left and right, one rendered asunder here, another splintered into pieces, and one exploding for some inexplicable reason.

Another bright idea came to Kung Fury and rolling forward onto his back, crushing the rats further, he'd kip up and set to work. His hands were swift, lightning quick like the paws of a cheetah, and scant seconds later, he'd fashioned himself a most fearsome weapon. A nunchuck. Made out of rats.

Unfortunately the first swing he took with the weapon resulted in it working effectively once and only once, as it fell apart into blood bits and pieces, just as had the single rat Kung Fury managed to strike with the makeshift weaponry. This was why his greatest weapons would be only and only his fists...

"I don't know what I was expecting." He remarked, before he took notice of the others retreating into the narrower passage. Kung Fury followed in tow, running across the rats atop with grisly result.

"They'll never have the guts to try that again." He propped his bloodied dukes up, totally at the ready for whatever came next. Even if he wasn't paying attention. Also his sunglasses inexplicably glinted despite the poor lighting.



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[Ringmaster]

Smashed, crashed, turned to hash- the rats came quick, the rats came fast. And in the darkness of the cave, chaos and confusion was soon the byword of the day.

And then came the stench. Like sickness turned tangible, affecting everyone in the enclosed quarters-Save for the robotic types.

More interesting however were those bitten...

[Choice 1: If you wish to have your PC bitten by the rats, roll a 1d6 for the vision you gain from it. Gain information at potential personal cost or falter in darkness, the choice is yours.]

Also, the rats seemed to be retreating from their joint efforts.
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[BarrenThin]

Smashed, crashed, turned to hash- the rats came quick, the rats came fast. And in the darkness of the cave, chaos and confusion was soon the byword of the day.

And then came the stench. Like sickness turned tangible, affecting everyone in the enclosed quarters-Save for the robotic types.

More interesting however were those bitten...

[Choice 1: If you wish to have your PC bitten by the rats, roll a 1d6 for the vision you gain from it. Gain information at potential personal cost or falter in darkness, the choice is yours.]

Alonne felt a light nip before crushing the last of the rats.

@Saint Guillotine​

 

[BarrenThin]

The warrior's lip curled into a grimace as a vision overtook him, causing his onslaught on the rats to suddenly falter. He did not like what he saw. A certain anger roared up in him, though he didn't let it affect him too greatly, pausing and taking a deep breath. He did, however, find the massacre of the rats quite cathartic now. Seeing their attackers begin to fall back, he sighed with distaste. "Disgusting."

He kept what he saw to himself. Not that he didn't trust these people, but... well, no, he didn't trust these people. The only people that had even come close to demonstrating their strength of character so far were Gwen, Nora, and Yang, and even they were still rather odd to the warrior. Everyone there was a wildcard, in his book. A wildcard he may find himself at odds with.

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@Lissamel
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@El Tigre!
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[C.T.]

Don't fail me now.​

 

[C.T.]

"Haha!" Nora thundered joyously, one arm releasing her hammer and shooting up in victory as the majority of the rats seemed to be falling back. "Was there ever any doubt--ow!" She cut off with a grunt, eyes shooting to her thigh...where one of the bigger rats was busy embedding it's teeth, biting hard and clenching even harder. With a brief scowl, she ripped it free and tossed the rat full force at the nearest cavern wall. "Uhhhhh...this doesn't mean I'm going to turn into a rat, does it? Cause I mean that sounds awesome but also pretty gross just like this smell, hey what is this smell even, does anyone else feel lightheaded or is it just me wait what did you say about boils againnnnnnnnn..." Nora trailed off, eyes rolling back as she just went limp, sliding to the cold floor.

The haziness came. Her view was distorted, smoky. Almost like looking through fogged up old goggles. She shook her head, trying to clear it. The incessant chittering sounds, low and almost unheard of at first but steadily rising as her vision grew clearer. The sounds are animal-ish. Just clicking and clattering of teeth, a bunch of gibberish and certainly not what a sloth sounded like. No these...are rats. But not like the ones from before, these were like huge! Like Nevermores to Ursas, best she could figure scale wise. And are those...no way.

"...Velvet? Coco? Cardin? What's going on?" She tried to call out, hand reaching for the sight of her classmates in chains, surrounded by other things she couldn't even place, the rat gibbering really starting to get tiresome as it drowned almost everything else out and she clapped her hands over her ears to block it out, but not before she caught something she could actually understand!

"The Great...what?" She murmured before everything went dark again. And back to light as her eyes snapped open, Nora lurching forward, hand already gripped on Magnhild just in case. Unnecessary. The rats were gone, fleeing. "That was weird."

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[Indolent]

Kung Fury totally got bit. Several times. Of course, he'd barely felt it when he'd been covered in the rodents, his mind racing at full speed and completely oblivious to the extrasensory signals as he was set on delivering swift Kung Fu justice.

Dice fail me nooooooow


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[Kaykay]

Not getting bit is hard when you're literally slamming your fists into the things.

@Saint Guillotine​

 

[Indolent]

Kung Fury grunted aloud, comically so with bouts of groaning and harsh intakes of breath. Then he was completely fine, right back at it with steeled eyes of fury and fists of... fury. So what if he'd been seeing stuff? Probably nothing to do with the rat bites. Maybe it did. He wasn't sure. Nonetheless, what he saw was strange indeed. Why was there a corgi in the dream? Never mind that, there'd been a girl, with cat-like ears. He swore that she was a ninja. His Kung Fu master instincts told him this. No, it demanded that she must be a ninja. There was no other explanation. It couldn't explain the kitty ears though. Then again there's a triceratops cop back home. It's all zany. Kung Fury could tell though: she was one of the good ones. So by association ... so was the dog.

They had been fighting in a ruined village, stone rend asunder and debris aflame all over. There were gigantic rats attacking the general populace, rushing in and dragging them underground. The screams carried the most impact within Kung Fury, resonating in his mind still. On second thought, they weren't gigantic rats. They were rat-men. That made sense, not too strange.

Again, triceratops cop. Well, okay, the whole scenario was bizarre as it was.

And the heroic duo were eventually overwhelmed and taken along with the rest. It was a horrible scene in mind, horrible because Kung Fury knew one thing: he could do nothing for them. Not now. Not unless he left the others. But maybe, maybe the caverns were connected to where they were. Maybe these rats were related.

"I think the rats are behind all this." He piped aloud. With the context of the current situation and no explicit clarification as to what he meant, to what was going on inside his mind? Kung Fury definitely came across like an idiot.

Bet you no one'd say it to the Kung Fu master's face though. Never mind that thought, the rats were fleeing! Kung Fury supposed that it had been a result of the tremendous team-work he'd engaged in with these strangers. One of whom was a giant, another clad in a white and pink outfit. No, not that one, the other one with a spider motif going on. A talking robot that was more or less an orb, he was useless wasn't he? Perhaps Kung Fury could figure a use for him. Kung Fu Soccer, a most deadly sport and a dangerous tool in the hands, or in this case feet, of a master.


Kung Fury ran a hand through the rat's nest that was his hand momentarily, before fixing it. It fell back into its natural style, having been unkempt just slightly. "Good, they're gone. We need to figure out why we're here. And what happened."

Not with the rats, what happened with home.

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[Chewy Rabbits]

Smashed, crashed, turned to hash- the rats came quick, the rats came fast. And in the darkness of the cave, chaos and confusion was soon the byword of the day.

And then came the stench. Like sickness turned tangible, affecting everyone in the enclosed quarters-Save for the robotic types.

More interesting however were those bitten...

[Choice 1: If you wish to have your PC bitten by the rats, roll a 1d6 for the vision you gain from it. Gain information at potential personal cost or falter in darkness, the choice is yours.]

Also, the rats seemed to be retreating from their joint efforts.
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i wish i wish i get a good dice roll.

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[Kaykay]

"...What is that?"

Not long later...

"Ew! What is that?! I'm gonna go hit it until it goes away, and then, and then I'm gonna...uh..."

And then she snapped back to reality.

"..."

"Good thing we took care of those rats, right? Let's keep going!"

Whatever she saw, it wasn't pleasant, so she'd do her best to not think about it too much. Things like that, that probably wouldn't be solved by a dosage of punching and kicking, annoyed her. In the mean time, the girl turned when that cop guy said something about the rats. It actually made sense to her. Maybe he was onto something. Rats carried stuff like diseases, right? Maybe punching them and splattering their guts everywhere wasn't the best plan. But it wasn't like she had any other viable plans of action, besides just running.

"Of course, the rats!" She placed one fist onto her other hand, which was opened upwards. Honestly it probably didn't make much more sense than Kung Fury's declaration. "We have to find a doctor, and fast!"

...Actually the rats hadn't done anything to them, right? Well, they kinda bit at them, but maybe with just some swatting it wouldn't have been a problem? Actually, there wasn't any proof the rats were behind it, but there wasn't any proof they weren't! And that was good enough for a good investigation. Later. If she remembered, anyway.​

 

[Chewy Rabbits]

"Grr!"

These damn creatures just wouldn't quit! With every one that he clutched and snapped their spines with his bare hands, another was there to take it's place. But as their teeth sunk in through whatever gaps there may have been in his armor, visions began to appear before the Meta. Taken aback by this development, the brute quickly clapped a hand to the side of his helmet. He hadn't seen things like this when he had been having his headaches but this was just as irritating. If this wasn't something he could touch right now at that moment then it didn't concern him. What did concern him was the circumstances behind said visions appearing in the first place. He had already had his fair share of issues regarding his head and visions didn't need to be a part of that.

As for the culprit, he hadn't heard of rats capable of transmitting such things but the man who called himself Kung Fury seemed to believe they had been behind it. Well, until he was proven wrong than they didn't have much else to go on. As the visions finally faded away, the Meta was left to watch as the rats seemed to be fleeing. Which might have been all well and good but there was still one problem.

He was still too high.

"Grrrr..."

Well, he supposed he was just going to have to suck it up. He couldn't get out of here and capture Epsilon if he was delayed by a mere dislike of heights after all. Propping one hand on the wall, the Meta took a deep breath before glancing down once more.

*beat*

Well, wasn't like he was waiting on the others of this ramshackle group. He could go at his own paces and jump down from the height he'd found himself at whenever he wished. He just hoped it was sometime soon.

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[Jeremi]

For a man that looked like Pinocchio all grown up Kaku seemed to be doing a good job staying one step ahead of the rats. While not easy there was no way in hell he'd let one of these critters bite him.

If the destruction of his own world could kill him then Kaku wasn't going to give a overgrown rat the pleasure of doing the deed.

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[Ringmaster]

The innards of the cavern were a mess. Rat corpses all over the ground, crushed and bubbling green. Their bodies melting and a foul odor wafting up from the ground up. The spiderweb at least protected them insofar as it went....No rats came through that way. But the smell was horrendous and slightly acidic. A bitter taste that wouldn't leave as those who were bitten experienced a vision of one kind or another.... Whether it would prove useful down the road, in the bits and pieces they saw was another matter entirely. The way was clear...The only way out was the road, that led into the deep places of the dark underground.

The path itself was five feet wide, winding and without guard rails, natural or otherwise. To either side was a dark depth unseen. To walk down...Well. There was nothing to guarantee that there was safety.

But unless they liked eating rat and drinking the juice the fungi crushed from the fight was dripping, they had little choice.

What do they do?

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[Thuro 116 Pendragon]

The innards of the cavern were a mess. Rat corpses all over the ground, crushed and bubbling green. Their bodies melting and a foul odor wafting up from the ground up. The spiderweb at least protected them insofar as it went....No rats came through that way. But the smell was horrendous and slightly acidic. A bitter taste that wouldn't leave as those who were bitten experienced a vision of one kind or another.... Whether it would prove useful down the road, in the bits and pieces they saw was another matter entirely. The way was clear...The only way out was the road, that led into the deep places of the dark underground.

The path itself was five feet wide, winding and without guard rails, natural or otherwise. To either side was a dark depth unseen. To walk down...Well. There was nothing to guarantee that there was safety.

But unless they liked eating rat and drinking the juice the fungi crushed from the fight was dripping, they had little choice.

What do they do?

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Well, Jen had kept to herself after the big spaceman had pointed his gun at her John Wayne shoot first ask questions never style. But this was where her abilities would serve her better than a lot of the others. She didn't technically have perfect balance as a Ferai, but close enough. Shifting into the very heavily Capra Demon reminiscent form she made her way into the darkness, glowing green energy from her vambraces beaming out from her outstretched balancing arms, lighting her way. Unless the darkness was unnatural and pervading, actually physically trying to darken her way.

"Gonna be able to make it across big guy?"

She asked the Samurai, Alonne. She kind of liked him, platonically of course. He was one of the few people that seemed to have his head on straight around here. Like, Nora and Yang weren't that bad, but something seemed off about the first one, maybe it was the twelve bags of sugar and a gallon of caffeine personality, or maybe it was just the bubbly attitude. And Yang... she didn't dislike her personally, but she had a feeling them both having the tough girl personality was going to make them clash verbally or physically at some point. And the rest of them... well, there was the robot, the orb that talked, Spiderman and Daredevil, and others that she hadn't really payed attention to.

So, yeah. Alonne wasn't looking so bad as a friend at the moment.​

 

[C.T.]

The innards of the cavern were a mess. Rat corpses all over the ground, crushed and bubbling green. Their bodies melting and a foul odor wafting up from the ground up. The spiderweb at least protected them insofar as it went....No rats came through that way. But the smell was horrendous and slightly acidic. A bitter taste that wouldn't leave as those who were bitten experienced a vision of one kind or another.... Whether it would prove useful down the road, in the bits and pieces they saw was another matter entirely. The way was clear...The only way out was the road, that led into the deep places of the dark underground.

The path itself was five feet wide, winding and without guard rails, natural or otherwise. To either side was a dark depth unseen. To walk down...Well. There was nothing to guarantee that there was safety.

But unless they liked eating rat and drinking the juice the fungi crushed from the fight was dripping, they had little choice.

What do they do?​

"That's dark." She commented, hunching over and leaning in to survey the shadowy path before them. "Like a super, hiding Grimm level of dark. Maybe spikes! OR SPIDERS! Or spiky spiders...spikers." Nora blinked, letting that sink in...before she grinned and took off, zipping on into the darkness and passing Jen by.

"ME FIRST!"​

 

[Lissamel]

The innards of the cavern were a mess. Rat corpses all over the ground, crushed and bubbling green. Their bodies melting and a foul odor wafting up from the ground up. The spiderweb at least protected them insofar as it went....No rats came through that way. But the smell was horrendous and slightly acidic. A bitter taste that wouldn't leave as those who were bitten experienced a vision of one kind or another.... Whether it would prove useful down the road, in the bits and pieces they saw was another matter entirely. The way was clear...The only way out was the road, that led into the deep places of the dark underground.

The path itself was five feet wide, winding and without guard rails, natural or otherwise. To either side was a dark depth unseen. To walk down...Well. There was nothing to guarantee that there was safety.

But unless they liked eating rat and drinking the juice the fungi crushed from the fight was dripping, they had little choice.

What do they do?

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Whew.

Fred's scampering led him to avoiding any rat bites, even if now he was among the carnage of the slain enemies. But that didn't matter. As it turned out, Fred didn't need the bites of rats to see things a little bit differently; as every now and again the corpse of a rat looked astoundingly like the corpse of a soldier.

Ze battle is won. An' you have done nothing to help zem. Even when actual people are teetering on ze line, you are useless! But, well...Je le savais. You will always be a disgrace.

Napoleon, of course, wasn't exactly helping the situation in any sort of way. Fred felt quite jittery, and he wished more then anything he would just wake up and be back in the asylum. He closed his eyes and shook his head, and rats became rats again. Had to keep focus if he was going to...Not...Die. Death was plausible at this point.

"Okay, uh, m-maybe--Maybe we should--We should regroup? And be careful? Uh, reckless tactics do not a won war make, or, er, I think that's an idiom? Okay. So let's j-just not go about doing stupid hasty things, and--"
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"That's dark." She commented, hunching over and leaning in to survey the shadowy path before them. "Like a super, hiding Grimm level of dark. Maybe spikes! OR SPIDERS! Or spiky spiders...spikers." Nora blinked, letting that sink in...before she grinned and took off, zipping on into the darkness and passing Jen by.

"ME FIRST!"​

"--! Th-that's--That's almost completely the opposite of--WAIT!"

Which is how, utterly against both his and the emperor of France's better judgments, Fred Bonaparte ended up scampering after a young (ish? Teenage, early twenties? He didn't know!) female from potentially plummeting to her demise. He'd stopped patients from such things plenty of times. How hard could this be? He even had a bunch of very brave (and one rather scary) people to help him!

"Although...I do enjoy ze headstrong nature..." Napoleon managed to interject, which made Fred pause, sputter a bit in both annoyance and embarrassment, and then continue his scampering.​