Interesting Iscribble RP

Altodd: *remains upset, still blaming himself for Jacob's murder - it WAS his fault, after all*

Umbra: *destroy the orc with ease*

Key: ... *tries to focus on fighting, now that Altodd doesn't seem to be doing so*

Umbra: *defend Altodd as well - though mainly because Altodd subconsciously tells them to do so*

Altodd: *feels angry at himself and quite sad*

Key: *really hopes Altodd will snap out of it soon... though she knows he probably won't*

Altodd: ... I wonder how Todd's doing...

Key: *pauses for a moment upon hearing the name, then keeps fighting. she doesn't answer him. she's trying very very hard not to think about him...*

Altodd: ... I... I also wonder how Shidako's doing... oh my god... what if she's all alone, and I'm with you and all that?? GOD, THAT JUST MAKES ME EVEN WORSE OF A PERSON NOW, DOESN'T IT?? D8<

Umbra: *go wild, attacking the enemy side in short bursts of violence*

Key: !! *has to stop fighting in order to avoid getting clawed by the Umbra. she back towards Altodd again* ...Altodd, you need to stop blaming yourself for everything...

Altodd: It's hard not to when everything's my FAULT! D8>

Umbra: REEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! *murdering the Origini*

Key: It's NOT, OKAY?? Us getting left behind while everyone else went through was NOT your fault. Jacob's death was NOT your fault--and don't you DARE say it was, because you don't even remember DOING it! You need to CALM DOWN!

Altodd: *he becomes quiet, shaking, TRYING to calm down, but he CAN'T - CAN'T do it!* ... D-Do you know... what it's like... to taste blood in your mouth that's not yours...?

Umbra: *are calming down a bit but still attack and kill Origini members*

Key: ... *shakes her head*

Altodd: ... You'd think all blood tastes the same... well it DOESN'T... and then there's that feeling of DREAD... you get ANXIOUS... and then when you finally find out what happened... *he shudders* it's awful... why am I even a werewolf...? I wasn't bitten...

Key: ...The Creators can do whatever they want, remember? As long as it makes our lives miserable, that is...

Altodd: ... Then why did they make it so that we ended up together...? Do they enjoy irony too? <:(

Key: If we're just characters in their crazy little story... then yes. They must absolutely LOVE irony.

Altodd: ... I hate that. And I hate this world. And I hate the world I came from. And I just... GOD DAMNIT...

Key: I think we all have good reason to hate practically everything right now... nngh...

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Altodd: *he tries, he truly does, but it's becoming harder and harder for him. God DAMNIT, He's fighting for his life, but that life is the life of a murderer - an massively-homicidal being, considering that Jacob's death ensured the death of many, many others. A crossbow bolt is shot into his shoulder - he was barely trying to dodge it when it hits* NRGHHhheheh...!

Key: !!! *swears inwardly upon seeing his injury. she would like nothing more than to impale her claws into whoever just shot him, but that would leave him vulnerable--instead, she chooses to simply remain closer to him, eyes darting around, looking for ANYTHING that could possibly be a threat to them (which just happened to be EVERYTHING)*

Giant Centipede: *comes charging at them*

Altodd: *raises his sword to defend himself and Key, grinding his teeth together, trying to ignore the burning pain in his shoulder*

Key: *puts herself between Altodd and the centipede, not about to let that THING anywhere NEAR him* D8<

Altodd: *he keeps his sword ready despite the blazing fire in his shoulder... and then he glances back at Raptor*

Raptor: *glares murderously at Altodd while he stabs an Origini through the chest, the laser blade sticking out of the enemy's back, almost as if he were saying "If only I could do this to you..."*

Key: *is quite busy fending off the giant centipede, and so, doesn't notice the exchange*

Altodd: *Seeing Raptor, seeing the way he looks at Altodd, he completely snaps, losing his grip on his sword* I-I can't do it - I-I-I can't do this, Key...! P-Please just let that centipede kill me... PLEASE...!

Key: Are you CRAZY?? I'm not going to let this thing NEAR you--! *swipes at the centipede, hissing angrily*

Centipede: *screeches in pain*

Altodd: It's my only option...! I-I can't live like this...!! W-WITH ALL THIS HATRED!!

Key: I am NOT going to let you die! D:< *stabs her claws into the giant insect's body*

Centipede: *flails about, writhing in pain, then collapses, dead*

Altodd: ... I-I don't deserve this... I-I doomed everyone... EVERYONE...

Key: You didn't do ANYTHING...!

Altodd: *he snaps and starts practically screaming at her in a mix of terror and RAGE - RAGE because she just doesn't UNDERSTAND WHY - how can she even defend HIM when he RAPED her??* I AM THE WEREWOLF!! I AM THE ONE THAT SLAUGHTERED AND ATE JACOB!! I AM THE ONE THAT EVERYONE HATES NOW!!

Key: *stares at him in surprise and fear. she opens her mouth, but no words come out. he spoke the truth, but she would never admit it out loud--not when it was the truth that was killing him inside*

Altodd: *quietly, speaking through his teeth, trying to hold back his tears* ... Once upon a time I may have been him... but that's over now... and now I'm nothing but a sinful, evil being... I may mean well, but the only thing that comes from me is bad. Bad, bad things...

Key: *quietly, still rather surprised* ...you don't do it on purpose...

Altodd: ... But I still DID IT...

Orc: *comes charging at them with a war hammer* GROOAAH!!

Umbra: *suddenly appear and attack the orc, sucking out its happiness*

Key: !! *keeps her distance from the Umbra, noticing how there seemed to be quite a few more of them around now* ...

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Altodd: ... How much more will he rot...? WHY is he rotting in the first place...?

Key: ...I'm not sure... maybe, um... maybe you could try asking him...

Altodd: Would he even talk to me? I thought he hated me... <:/

Key: You won't know if you don't try... I mean... he must be sticking around for a reason...

Altodd: ... I guess so... okay, I'll talk to him next time I sleep... if he lets me...

Key: Okay... *sighs, and gets out of bed* ...Remember to stick with me on the battlefield, okay?

Altodd: ... I know... uh... you don't have to worry about me, y'know - I'm not gonna try anything.

Key: I know... I'm just worried about OTHER people trying something... <:/

Altodd: ... I know that too... I'm just saying, I won't do anything like that again... <:/

Key: ... *nods* Thank you. <:(

Everyone: *goes out into the Blank Space and fights*

Altodd: *as he dodges a bullet, he misses his armor* D:>

Key: *hacks and slashes, killing or scaring off anything that comes near* D:<

Altodd: *skillfully slashes through any enemy that comes near them, trying to not show any emotion at the moment*

Key: *fights viciously*

Raptor: *occasionally glances over towards them while he fights, trying to think of a way to "accidentally" kill Altodd, some way to evade that rule...*

Altodd: *tries to keep his eyes off of Raptor, the bird still bothering him, poking at his will to live by his sheer EXISTANCE. But no. He had to keep going. For Key*

Key: *eventually spots Raptor right as he looks over--she narrows her eyes at him as a warning*

Raptor: *momentarily glares right back, before going back to fighting*

Altodd: *keeps fighting as best as he can, though he is faltering - all the negative energy directed towards him is finally taking its toll on him despite his best efforts for it not to*

Key: *notices--she redoubles her efforts, turning her full attention to protecting him*

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Altodd: *the smallest of smiles grows on his face when she does this, feeling such comfort even in sleep. He unconsciously nuzzles her back*

Key: *smiles a little bit as well. She decides to stay awake for him, no matter how exhausted she felt... he needed her right now. Che kisses his cheek, continuing to comb through his hair with her claws, putting herself at ease as well as him--they were safe here. Nothing could happen to them here. She wouldn't allow it.*

Altodd: *he continues sleeping, dreaming of his other self... THERE... WATCHING HIM... but isn't his other supposed to be dead...?*

Key: *unable to sleep, her mind wanders off... She wonders how in the world the Deriviti are going to last without a real doctor... she knew how to patch people up, but that was about it. Anyone with an injury worse than a slash or a small burn was as good as dead... and she hated watching them die. she needed to find someone who could help her...*

Altodd: *still dreaming, he dares not move when his other self steps closer - and as he gets closer, Altodd realizes that his other self looks more rotted than before. His jaw had practically no tissue left on it, holding on by the thin string of flesh on each side of it. The eyes are completely sunken into the sockets, though blue irises glow from within. His fingers are long, bony, with sharp knife-like nails. And he watches Altodd. Watches him, making Altodd feel uncomfortable*

Key: *can't think of anyone to blame for this but the Creators... sure, Jacob had died by Altodd's hand, but he really isn't himself when he turns... it wasn't his fault...*

Altodd: *he watches his other self as his other self watches him, staring at each other, LOCKED in the moment. The dream lasts the entire night*

Key: *never takes the sleeping pill, and spends the entire night either worrying about how much longer their side would last, or trying to distract herself from those thoughts by being affectionate with Altodd, nuzzling him, brushing hair out of his face, hugging him close, her subconscious fear of losing him showing through her actions*

The Next Morning

Altodd: *he wakes up drowsily, only to yelp in fear and surprise to see an Umbra sitting beside the bed, seemingly staring at him* D8 ??!!??

Key: *jumps when he yelps, and looks in the direction he's looking. she's surprised to see the Umbra there--she stares at it, WAITING for it to make a move, wondering that it wanted* ...

Umbra: *simply stares, silent other than the hissing of the smoke emitting from its body*

Altodd: ... U-uh... h-hello... w-why are you h-here...? D:>

Umbra: *only stares... then vanishes*

Key: ...That was weird... :/ Did you sleep okay? <:(

Altodd: ... Uh... sorta... I had this dream... my other self was there.

Key: ...oh... did he um... did he say anything?

Altodd: ... No... he just stared at me... just... for the entire dream... do you know what it means? What he might be trying to say? D:>

Key: ...It... might just mean he's still around... like, watching you or something... <:/

Altodd: ... Maybe... it was weird to see him again, though... and he's rotted more... like looking at a zombie version of myself.

Key: ...Mm... That's... really weird...

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Altodd: *nods* ... Okay... *he weakly crawls into bed, eyeing the sword beside their bed*

Key: *gets into bed next to him, and reaches for the pill bottle. of course, she wasn't intending on taking it--she was much too worried about whatever Altodd might be intending to do to let herself sleep. she feigns taking out a pill and lays back down, pretending to pop the pill in her mouth* ...good night...

Altodd: G'night... *he closes his eyes and pretends to fall asleep, waiting for Key to sleep as well*

Key: *stays as still as she can, pretending to be asleep*

Altodd: *when he is sure that she is asleep, he gets up out of the bed and takes his sword and points it to his chest. Tears form once more in his eyes, but this time he doesn't bother to wipe them. This was it. This was going to be the last moment he had in this world. He ruined everything for everyone. He only deserved this - this and nothing less*

Key: *had slowly, silently gotten up after he felt that Altodd was off the bed, and was terrified to see him pick up his sword. she approaches him from behind, very careful not to make noise as he holds the blade up to his chest, and wraps her arms around his middle from behind, hugging him tightly* ...please don't...

Altodd: *he feels her hold onto him, but dares not look at her* ... ... *the sword slips out of his grip, weakened by his sorrow, falling onto the ground with a "thump". He turns in Key's grip and hugs her tightly, sobbing into her shoulder, shaking. He is terrified and guilty - guilty, guilty, GUILTY!* ... A-all m-m-my f-fault...! Th-th-this is all m-my fault...!

Key: *holds him tightly, rubbing his back comfortingly* Shhhh... shhhh... it's not your fault... none of this is your fault... you had nothing to do with ANY of this, and you have to understand that...

Altodd: *lets out another sob* No...! I did it...! I KILLED HIM... I MURDERED JACOB...! This is all my fault - ALL my fault...! I deserve to DIE...!! For RAPTOR, at least...!

Key: You had NO CONTROL over that, Altodd... No one did... No one but the Creators... You deserve to live just as much as any other Deriviti does...

Altodd: *he sniffles* ... Do I...? I just... I don't know... I feel like I'm just... completely responsible... god... god DAMNIT... why couldn't I have just STAYED dead when I died that first time...!?

Key: *quietly* ...I don't think I'd still be around if you had stayed dead... You helped me, and now I want to help you. *her hug tightens* I don't know what I'd do if you...

Altodd: *he becomes silent from this, still hugging Key, not exactly knowing how to respond. She... she is right. He can't just abandon Key - it would be unfair to her... he kisses her cheek* ... I won't... *quieter* I won't...

Key: Thank you... *rests her head on his shoulder* Thank you... we should actually get some sleep now...

Altodd: *speaks in a near-whisper* ... Okay... *he moves away from Key, over to the bed, getting into it and closing his eyes, this time truly trying to fall asleep*

Key: *gets into bed next to him, putting an arm over him and hugging him close. she refused to sleep tonight... she just wanted to be sure he wouldn't do anything drastic* ...good night...

Altodd: *mumbling back* ... g'night... *it doesn't take long for him to fall asleep, as he was already worn out from all the grief he had to go through*

Key: *combs her claws through his hair, nuzzling him affectionately--she wished she could just make him stop hurting...*

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Altodd: *just as quietly as before* I-I don't know... a-all I know i-is that th-this is all m-my fault...

Deriviti: *sufferrrriiing*

Key: Altodd, shhh. You didn't do it on purpose.

Raptor: *hissing* He still DID IT.

Key: *to Raptor, with a defensive edge in her voice* You, shush. Unless you wanna patch yourself up, keep your beak shut.

Raptor: *turns his glare to her instead, unappreciative of her tone* ...

Key: *goes to work on someone else, wondering why the hell no one bothered to come in and help*

Altodd: *he knows he's a danger to everyone - and this knowing cements his reason to commit suicide. Perhaps he should do so while Key slept - that way she wouldn't try stopping him*

Deriviti: *sufferrr*

Key: *eventually gets to Raptor. she cleans off his wound first, then bandages it, grateful that his wound was more of a bad scrape than a gash* ...

Raptor: *is silent, having turned his glare back towards Altodd* ...

Altodd: *he finally looks at Raptor, his sad eyes meeting Raptor's cold, murderous ones. Altodd wibbles*

Raptor: *his eyes narrow* Pathetic. It would be better for everyone if he just--OWW!

Key: *had pulled the bandage so it tightened painfully around his wound. she silently glares at Raptor, her message clear* ...

Raptor: ...

Key: ... *goes back to treating his wound*

Altodd: *his voice breaks slightly* ... I-I know I've wronged you, Raptor... I'm sorry... I just hope I can make up for it...

Raptor: You could--

Key: *sternly* Don't. Say it.

Raptor: I can say whatever I would like to, you can't do anything about it.

Key: Try me. *is dead serious, the intensity of her glare matching his*

Raptor: *is also quite serious--he glares back* ...

Altodd: *he shakes and wipes tears from his eyes. He gives Raptor a nervous, but sincere smile* ... I'll make up for it... I promise... I'll make up for it...

Raptor: *looks back at Altodd, the ends of his beak turning upwards slightly into a smirk. he looks back at Key* Are you done yet?

Key: *had also looked back at Altodd. She had suspected his intentions, but now she was quite sure... and she knew she couldn't let him go through with it* ...Yes.

Raptor: *hops off the bed, shooting one final glare towards Altodd before leaving the room*

Altodd: *he stands there rocking from side to side, every once in a while wiping some tears from his eyes* ...

Key: *keeps working on people, the more severely injured now long-dead--she patches up everyone that was left, never taking a break until she finished* ...

*the injured finally stop flowing into the room*

Altodd: ... *quietly, though not as quietly as before* O-Okay... ... o-o-okay, w-we can go...

Key: ... *leaves with Altodd, not even bothering to wash the blood off her hands*

*they enter their room*

Altodd: ... maybe... maybe we should just... sleep...

Key: ... *nods* That... sounds like a good idea...

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Harry: *still completely passed out, staining the bed with his blood*

Todd: D:> *runs off to look with Sarah*

Iratus: <:/ ...

Sam: ... He's gonna be okay... right?

Claire: *quietly* He'd better be... once he regains consciousness, he can just turn into his beast form and heal himself... but we can't let him die before then...

Sarah: *quickly runs back in* Found it. D:

Claire: *quickly takes it from her, and starts working on bandaging Harry up*

Sam: ... He's got some slashes on his chest and stomach, too... they look pretty bad... uh... not to backseat-medicate...

Iratus: <:(

Todd: ... Do you think we'll have to do that job again...?

Harry: *unconscious*

Claire: *silently continues working*

Sarah: ...I wouldn't doubt it... Did you see anyone ELSE out there with us? We're basically guarding the mines. Without someone out there, they'd have to deal with all THOSE things attacking the rest of the workers... :/

Todd: ... Right... jeez... at least they pay us a lot for it... at least, I THINK it was a lot.

Sam: Well, how much was this room?

Todd: a hundred coral-chips per night - that's what the guy at the desk said.

Sam: ... I'd have to say that if we can survive this job, then, it's gonna make us filthy rich.

Iratus: :/ (Is that good?)

Harry: *unconscious*

Sarah: Actually, yes. We might actually be able to stay and LIVE here... and not have to keep running... :/

Zorua: ...Not having to run sounds nice...

Shidako: Mm.

Claire: *keeeeps working* ...

Sam: ... I like that plan.

Todd: *looks over to Harry* .. When's he gonna wake up...? <:/

Iratus: <:/

Harry: *unconscious*

Claire: ...he lost a lot of blood. he needs to recover some of that, first... *finishes up, putting away all the first aid stuff, trying very hard to resist licking the blood off her fingers* ...all we can do is wait. he hasn't lost enough to die.

Sarah: that's a relief... <:/

Todd: ... I always found it kinda weird to watch him sleep... I mean, he's always been this really grumpy, high-strung guy... watching him all relaxed like this and being all peaceful is kinda... I dunno... disillusioning. Maybe just off.

Sam: ... I can see what you mean... <:/

Iratus: :/

Harry: *unconscious*

Claire: *hates having to wait, but knows that there's really nothing else they can do...*

MEANWHILE

Key: *is in the med room, frantically running around and trying to help as many people as she can--after Jacob's death, it seemed like the injured wouldn't stop coming in* DX

Altodd: *wishes he could just help her, but fears he will only get in the way... this is all his fault, though... it was because of HIM that Jacob is now dead...*

Everyone: *absolutely hates Altodd now, some even plotting murder against him despite the punishment they may receive for it*

Key: *is constantly glancing over at Altodd while she works, if only to make sure no one tries to attack him--she's had to scare a few people away already. she tries patching up the injured as best as she can, but she's no doctor--those with serious injuries may as well be dead already*

Altodd: *he glances over at his sword, and the memory of trying to stab himself before flashes across his mind. Suicide doesn't seem like such a bad idea at the moment*

Many: *die*

Key: *is doing the best she can--and gets more and more frustrated every time a life slips away*

Raptor: *comes into the med room with a few long, bleeding scratches in his arm. his glare locks on to Altodd as soon as he sees him* ...

Altodd: *he doesn't dare look at the furious mobian. He's too ashamed of himself. Despairing. He barely manages to quietly form his words together, speaking to Key* ... Key... R-Raptor needs...

A Lot of People: *are in bad shape*

Key: ?? *looks over* !! *points at a bed* Raptor, go sit over there, I'll be with you in a second. D:>

Raptor: ... *sits down, his gaze never leaving Altodd* ...

Key: *works on a more seriously injured patient, trying to stop them from bleeding out*

Altodd: *he continues to avoid looking at Raptor, knowing what he must be thinking. Altodd needs to die. That's all. Then maybe he'd make everyone happier*

Deriviti: *suffering*

Raptor: *glares so intently that his eye twitches, his hate obvious*

Key: *tries her hardest, but she can't save the bleeding Deriviti. she groans in frustration* Why is everyone getting hurt NOW!?

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Iratus: *pouts, rather distraught by Zorua's insistence of fighting these killer monsters trying to attack them*

Everyone: *fights*

Piranha: *GOES AFTER IRATUS AAH*

Zorua: !!! *jabs it, and electrocutes it* Well, if you don't want me to fight then at LEAST pay attention! D:>

Everyone: *fights*

Iratus: (Stay behind me and I will!) D:>

Everyone: *grargh argh fighting*

Zorua: MRRRRRRRRHHH. >8C *grudgingly obeys* XC

Everyone: *fighting*

Iratus: *smashes in the skull of the final Shark-Troll* SNROOOAARRGH!!

Everyone: *fights*

Zorua: *stands there feeling absolutely useless* XC ...

Everyone: *eventually finish off or drive away everything else that was attacking them*

Miners: *soon they all head back to the flood chamber, to the armory and to the elevator*

Everyone: *follows, changing into their normal clothes in the armory and heading back up to the city, riding up in the elevator*

Todd: Harry, you need some first aid or something. D:>

Harry: ... I can wait. Let's see to it that we get paid first...

Iratus: (How much do you think we will get?)

Sam: Probably some shootty number.

Harry: Watch your language - Iratus is still a child. >____>

Sam: Sorry... D:

Zorua: *pouts--it's like she didn't even exist* XC

Claire: I guess we should go looking for that mining captain... the sooner we get paid and find someplace to stay, the better.

Harry: Right. Well, he SHOULD be right outside the elevator.

Todd: Coolio. Insta-pay. I like the sound of that. :)

Sam: *smiles a little at this*

Iratus: *he nuzzles Zorua a bit as thanks for her staying behind him and lessening his worry*

Sarah: I'm gonna be so mad if he gives us a measly pay... i have teeth marks all over my arms! DX

Claire: Ouch... D:

Shidako: ...they sting...

Zorua: *rubs his neck in response* ...You should have let me help you...

Iratus: *he purrs* (I did not need any help, and you did not need to jump in front of danger...)

Todd: Well, they needed us doing THIS job so badly, so maybe we'll get paid a lot. I mean - it IS an important job. :)

Harry: Teaching is also an important job.

Sam: I'm sure it'll be at least decent. <:/

Claire: It SHOULD be enough to get us a room somewhere...

Sarah: Sleeping out on the street again would SUCK.

Shidako: :/

Zorua: *keeps rubbing his neck* The others are hurt, though... If you had let me fight, maybe they would have been less hurt...

Todd: ... Harry... are you're sure you'll be okay? You're blood's getting all over the floor...

Harry: I'm FINE...

Todd: <:/

Sam: :/

Iratus: (It's fine, Zorua... it's just FINE...) *he then licks his cheek slightly*

Claire: ...Please don't use the B-word... *a bit more quietly* The smell's already driving me crazy...

Shidako: *wrinkles her nose at the smell* ...

Sarah: ...

Zorua: *smiles just a little bit, but it quickly fades* ...so you're never letting me fight?

Iratus: ... (I don't know...)

*the elevator door opens*

Mining Captain: There you are. Here - *thrusts two pearls into Todd's hands*

Todd: !! o___o *keeps them safe in his hands*

Mining Captain: Your pay. One pearl equals a thousand coral chips. Risky business means a large pay. Don't spend it all on one place.

Sam: Thank you. :)

Mining Captain: Meh.

*they walk to a hotel*

Harry: *halfway to the hotel, he falls onto the ground, unconscious from all the blood loss*

Todd: AAH!! HARRY! D8

Sam: D8 !!

Iratus: D:> !?

Claire: !!!! *picks up Harry* We need to hurry. D:>

Sarah: Right. D:

*They hurry to the hotel*

At The Hotel

Todd: *quickly pays for a room for them*

Everyone: *runs up to the room*

Room: *has a nice view of the ocean from a circular window in the main room*

Iratus: (How do we help Harry??) D:>

Sam: D8

Claire: *puts him down on the bed* Well, first we have to stop him from losing any more blood... Someone go check if there's a first-aid kit in here somewhere. D:

Sarah: I'm on it. *goes to look*

Shidako: <:/

Zorua: ...

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Iratus: *with a loud roar, he uppercuts a shark-troll in the head, then backhands another away*

Harry: ... ... ... well, that's effective.

Todd: GO IRATUS! :D

Sam: :D

Zorua: *cheers Iratus on* :D!!

Shidako: *viciously attacks the pirahnas, batting them away with the electrified rod* D:<

Sarah: *does the same, trying to keep the smaller fish away from the others*

Claire: *stays near Harry, electrocuting anything that managed to get past everyone else* D8<

Harry: *he covers his bleeding stump, unable to fight, as he was much too weak*

Iratus: *continues attacking the creatures ferociously*

Todd: *HELPS* D8<

Sam: *helps defend Harry* >:/

Claire: *shoots a grateful look in Sam's direction, continuing to fend off their attackers* D:<

Shidako: *has obtained a few teeth marks on her arms and legs, but keeps fighting as if she didn't feel anything* D8<

Sarah: *keeps fighting, having similar injuries as Shidako* ffff....

Zorua: *joins them, even though she's not very skilled with the weapon at all, if at least to provide a distraction* D:

Iratus: *not wanting Zorua to get hurt, he grabs her with his large hand and pulls her aside, then continues fighting*

Harry: *covers his stump and hopes everything turns out alright*

Todd: *FIGHTS*

Sam: *DEFENDS*

Zorua: *wants to HELP, and doesn't like how Iratus won't let her--she tries joining the fight again*

Shidako: *FIGHTS*

Sarah: *FIGHTS*

Claire: *VICIOUSLY DEFENDS*

Iratus: *again pulls her away from the fighting, this time also snorting at her rather stubbornly*

Everyone: *FIGHTING*

Zorua: *stubbornly stands her ground* I can fight too, you know! D:<

Everyone: *FIGHTING*

Iratus: (If you get hurt, that will make me very, very sad. I really don't want you getting hurt - I like you too much.) <:/

Everyone: *FIGHTS*

Zorua: But if I don't help, you'll all get hurt too...!

Everyone: *FIGHTS... there are less vicious fish now*

Iratus: (We'll be fine. We are doing just fine right now. You do not have to help.) <:(

Everyone: *FIGHTS*

Zorua: ...but I want to...

Everyone: *fights*

Iratus: (And I do not want you getting HURT!) D:>

Everyone: *fights*

Zorua: Everyone else is fighting!!

Piranha: *rockets towards Zorua*

Zorua: !! *jabs it with the rod*

Piranha: !!!?? *dies*

Zorua: ...SEE??

Everyone: *fights*

Iratus: (But what would have happened if you did not react in time? You could have died!) D:>

Everyone: *fighting*

Zorua: But I DID react in time. I CAN react in time, I KNOW how to fight! D:>

Everyone: *fights*

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Todd: *looks around* >:/

Harry: *cautious*

Sam: *same*

Iratus: *ditto*

*there is a shadow in the distance - it looks to be slightly smaller than Iratus*

Claire: *squints at the figure* Hey... hey, does anyone else see that?

Shidako: ? *looks in the same direction as Claire* ...I see it. It's coming towards us...

Claire: It doesn't look as big as the eel...

Sarah: Thank GOD...

Everyone: *readies themselves* D:<

*the shadow gets closer and closer until it's revealed to be a furry shark-humanoid, it's black eyes gleaming with hunger and spite*

Todd: That's a shark. THAT'S A SHARK! D8

Iratus: *doesn't know what a shark is* :/

Sam: Let's shock the shoot out of this thing, yeah? D8

Shark-Troll: *suddenly barrels into Harry headfirst, torpedoing through the water, carrying him away from the group*

Harry: AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!! D8>

Claire: DDD8<!!! *chases after the shark-troll, pulling out and activating her weapon, even though she knows it'd be impossible for her to catch up*

Sarah: HEY--!! *chases after Claire*

Shidako: !

Zorua: !

Everyone: *chases after Claire* D8

Todd: D8 !!!!!

Shark-Troll: *eventually slows to a halt and simply starts beating Harry with its fists, every once in a while clawing at him, ripping at the front of his suit, making his bleed - but this only makes the Shark-Troll become WILDER, the blood giving it a new kind of fuel - it bites at Harry, who tries pulling away, and ends up only only managing to get his stub-arm, making the bleeding worse*

Harry: *The pain of the ravaging is quite a lot to handle - he screams and yelps in agony and horror*

Claire: *the smell of blood seems to drive her into a sort of frenzy as well--he was HERS, GODDAMMIT!! she launches herself at the shark-troll, her first intent being to get it away from Harry--though distracting it worked just as well* DDDDD8<

Sarah: Oh my god, she's insane. D8

Shark-Troll: *slashes at Claire, roaring angrily*

Todd: ! D8>

Harry: CLAIRE!! D8>

Sam: D: !!

Claire: !! *manages to raise her weapon up fast enough to block it, but it is wrenched right out of her hands when the shark-beast strikes her--but this doesn't seem to deter her, and she doesn't back away* A LITTLE HELP WOULD BE NICE!!

Sarah: !! *had been too shocked by Claire's sudden irrational behavior to respond--she snaps herself out of that brief shock, and stabs at the shark-beast*

Shidako: *doesn't have an opening* D:<!!

Zorua: *is quite sure that one swipe from that thing would kill her, so she keeps a slight distance from it* D8

Shark-Troll: *is electrocuted and roars in pain. He then swims away and throws Harry to the ground to incite anger among the group*

Todd: *is angry* DDDD8< !!!!

Iratus: D8<

Sam: *furious* DDDDDDDDD8< WHAT THE frack, KILL IT!!

Harry: *his breathing device has been broken, and now he desperately holds his breath*

Claire: *would love to chase after it, but she quickly notices that Harry isn't breathing* Oh no--!! D8> *helps Harry up* oh god, Harry just hold your breath as long as you can..!! D8 *pulls him towards the flood chamber as quickly as she can---she REFUSED to allow Harry to drown*

Sarah: !! *follows her, keeping her weapon activated, in case the monster came back*

Shidako and Zorua: *do the same* D:>

Todd: D8> *runs after Claire to the flood chamber*

Sam and Iratus: *do the same* D8

Harry: *as the flood chamber is quite far away from the mines, he eventually can't hold his breath anymore, and he starts to drown* !!!

Claire: !!! *knows they won't make it back to the chamber in time, and starts to panic, when she suddenly remembers something that made her want to smack herself. she was already DEAD--she didn't NEED to breathe! she takes off her breathing device, and quickly puts it on Harry's neck*

Sarah: !!?? ARE YOU CRAZY??

Zorua: !!!

Shidako: ??!

Todd: OH shoot - CLAIRE, NO!! NO... wait... oh wait. *he facepalms*

Harry: *he coughs slowly regaining some consciousness*

Sam: Dad! :D

Iratus: :)

Todd: ... He's bleeding, though. A lot. That's not a good thing. D8

Claire: <:/ *is now unable to speak due to the lack of air. she tries ripping a piece of her wetsuit for a makeshift bandage, but the material's too tough to rip. she settles for butting her hands over the wounds to try to stop the flow of blood, trying to ignore the smell* ...

Shidako: ...I'm sure every carnivore in the area has picked up on the smell...

Sarah: ...So we're pretty much screwed, then.

Zorua: Don't SAY thaaaat....! D:>

Todd: We can deal with them. We can deal with ANYTHING after that giant eel and shark thing. >:/

Sam: We didn't exactly DEAL with the shark thing...

Todd: Sssh.

Harry: Aw... fuh... frack... we're gonna die...

Iratus: (No! No we won't!) D:>

Claire: *bites her lip nervously--she wasn't quite sure what the outcome of this was going to be...but the odds were definitely stacked against them* ...

Sarah: Well... we either let them eat us or we go out with a fight. D;

Zorua: Please stop talking like we're going to die. DX

Todd: We're NOT gonna die! Yeesh! You guys and your PESSIMISM!

Harry: You and your optimism. <___<

Sam: We'll... we'll be fine... we've handled worse... right?

Iratus: D8

Three Shark-Trolls: *SWIM AT THEM*

Piranhas: *THEY COME*

Claire: D8!!!

Sarah: ...That's it, we're dead. D8 *turns on her weapon*

Zorua: Oh no oh no oh no D8

Shidako: *holds her weapon ready* ...

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