[ The room is BRIGHT YELLOW, as all the rooms you will enter are. Black tiles make up the floor, changing to your unit's color when pressure is placed on them. There is a button in the very center of the room standing on a podium; it's slightly smaller than palm-sized.]
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Izanagi vs Nychta
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1. She sees her opponent is wearing pink; that's an ally.
2. She abruptly fucking doubles over, multiple wounds ripping themselves open in her chest and legs, and sinks to one knee, gasping in shallow, wet breathes and wrapping an arm around her midsection.
Her blood is thick black with a sheen like an oilslick, and she only gets enough air in her lungs to gurgle out, snarling; ]
You-- ffffucking TRAITOR.
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I'm sorry, okay?! But I can't lose.
[He'll heal them all up again, head bowed.]
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The second he's close enough, despite her wounds, she takes her crocodile form and immediately swings her jaws towards him-- any part of him. She doesn't care.
This one hurt her, no one's allowed to hurt her, he has to die. ]
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He's got pretty good reflexes, so he's immediately trying to dodge, but his shoulder's still going to get caught-- he slams his free hand against the jaws to try to numb her as much as possible and see if that's at all enough to disorient her into letting go.]
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Her grip remains clenched, and her body tense, but for a moment she doesn't move at all. ]
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It's already over! I'll heal whoever you want, so let go!
[But if he feels that grip begin to tighten anymore, he's just going to rip her injuries right back open.]
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Slowly, so slowly, she manages to get those squat little legs under her enough to push herself up the couple more inches into standing, and lift her head-- her jaws still tight against his arm and shoulder--
And she slams him down against the ground, twisting her body with the momentum to rip. ]
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ENJOY THAT ARM.
He somehow has the presence of mind to numb his own pain finally, but holy shit she's eating his arm and even if he heals up his side he is still missing an arm.]
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And it's slower, this time, when she lurches forward to try to close her jaws over his head. ]
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unfortunately that just means those teeth are sinking into his neck and shoulder instead. This was a really great idea, clearly.]
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she pulls him down to the ground again, jaws clenched tight and teeth sunk into his neck--
he's too big to swallow whole and she's tiring fast, from bloodloss and numbness, so. she's content("content") to just bleed him out.
she'll let go of his body eventually, probably. ]
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He may have won, but at what cost?]
Hallucinations - Nychta, cw bone breaking, dismemberment, medical horror, needles
You lie on the medical table, lights shining in your face. You can’t understand what they’re saying but you recognize one word that’s being spoken. “Monster.” That’s right. You’re a monster. But you laugh at these fools thinking that these words make a difference.
Just witness the actions that are about to unfold.
You are back here once again as they continue to explore your body, your mind, your soul. Many doctors are watching as they take you apart, sawing through your wrists, your ankles, taking you apart only to sew the parts back up again. Rinse and repeat, rinse and repeat. But something starts to become wrong.
These aren’t your limbs that are being put back into those sockets. Whose limbs are these? You start to panic. Where WERE your unitmates? Where did they go? Where?
What have they done with them?
You lash out, large sharp teeth protruding out of your mouth, How Dare They? How could they? Your unitmates, your friends, they were not monsters, they were kind to you. They didn’t leave you behind.
A needle gets injected in your neck and you feel your entire body becomes numb and you collapse, unable to even struggle.
Humans are monsters, too.
Re: Hallucinations - Nychta, cw bone breaking, dismemberment, medical horror, needles
Physical:
> Stitches everywhere (but if you remove them your limbs will be fine)
> Numbness (wherever you want)
> Bleeding surgical cuts on the arms and legs
Non-Physical:
> Increased anger
> Increase protectiveness of those you care for
> Increased fight