Nemesis and Hurricane's Ideal World: Session 1

[idolpro]

[The sky above is a deep, unnatural crimson, filled with roiling clouds and creatures that are a sickly oil-slick black. They writhe and wriggle like something out of a Lovecraftian nightmare; they have entirely too many eyes, and entirely too many wings, and when they open their mouths, they have entirely too many teeth]

[Below them, the city of Tokyo is half-shattered; above the rooftops, mechanized suits the size of people hover in the air, darting in out of the chaos, laser blasts and explosions and wickedly sharp blades fighting tirelessly against the endless onslaught]

[Until finally, the last creature falls]

[All at once, civilians flood the streets of the city; the lights come on in all the buildings, which somehow have become whole again, safe and unharmed. A cheer goes up from the crowd. Overhead, a stunning fireworks display paints the night with light and color]

[And they all lived happily ever after]

[The end]

Comments

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[proceedwithcautus]

[ hm

troublesome. on the other hand if they're just grasping blindly maybe she can roll sideways toward the others? ]

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[protectshisown]

[All right, changing into CAT HIMSELF to leap at Eirene and]

[HUMMINGBIRD.]

[And gonna combo it with PRIMAL INSTINCT and try Soothing Aggression???? Let's see if that makes less grabby hands.]

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[idolpro]

[At that, they do indeed leave Eirene alone, slowwwly drifting away with their icy cold grip]

[Of course, they attempt to zip towards the cat instead with 18s and 19s, hm]

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[proceedwithcautus]

[ wh

okay. well. she is just going to use her time up here to look for tactical advantages. idk if that's int or wis or what actually ]

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[idolpro]

[...There's a lightswitch? If she doesn't know Wing Attack or something idk]

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[proceedwithcautus]

[ what does she look like, a liberi

but actually. nice idea. she is in fact going to go over there and nudge the lightswitch to the opposite position. ]

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[idolpro]

[The kitchen lights up like a Christmas tree, and the shadows give feral hisses, skittering away from the menagerie here in the room]

[Also somebody comes]

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[protectshisown]

[Welp, that's a 15 for the cat.]

[But now to do the OPPOSITE of big to small and he's gonna TURN INTO AN ELEPHANT.]

[AND SORRY FOR YOUR EARS, HEALERS.]

[Rye is going to trumpet as loud as he can and according to Google, its like a jet engine passing at a 1000 feet.]

[Time to see if the inside is soundproofed from the party outside.]

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[bondsofsuffering]

[WHY ARE YOU DEAFENING THIS POOR CAT'S EARS Izanagi's just trying to stay out of the fray with this jar.]

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[protectshisown]

[SORRY IZZY, BUT I REMEMBERED WHO WE NEED IN HERE]

1/?

[idolpro]

[Silly elephant. Shadows don't have ears.

But--]

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[unbr8kable]

[--Girls do. So it's not that much later that Nemesis comes in brandishing a party popper, spangly hat cocked at a jaunty angle]

--The hell'd you do to my kitchen!?

Re: THE REAL KITCHEN

[proceedwithcautus]

[ well

there's a lot of animals in your kitchen. there's probably a picture-book to be made of this. you are seeing a hummingbird by the lightswitch? ]

Re: 1/?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Boys do, too. This one comes to a startled halt in the doorway]

What -

Why is this place - ?

Re: 1/?

[proceedwithcautus]

[ well

there's a lot of animals in your kitchen. there's probably a picture-book to be made of this. you are seeing a hummingbird by the lightswitch? ]

Re: 1/?

[protectshisown]

[And there's an elephant on...whatever remains of your counter.]

[And SiV clothes about.]

[Elephant will be turning into Rye, looking around for any shadows, reaching into his bag JUST IN CASE he gets grabbed again.]

The End (?)

[crossmyheartandhope]

[No sooner have Nemesis and Hurricane stepped into the kitchen than the entire world shivers around them. It shudders and heaves, like a ship starting to go down]

[Perhaps it’s the sight of the chaos and the wreckage, in thisplace where nothing should be wrong]

[Maybe it’s just the sight of The Wrong Kitchen]

[Whatever the case, it begins to waver and break apart, the edges blurring and running like static on an old tv set]

[It flickers and fades; there is the sound of alarmed voices, in the background, too fast and too breathless to make out words]

[Then there’s nothing but dreamless sleep, until your next dream begins]