soulping | Roxy's Heart

Roxy's Heart

[There's nothing]

[Nothing]

[Nothingnothingnothingnothingnothing]

[Isn't that wonderful though?]

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[the reply comes several minutes later]

CM: Which way do I go to find it?
CM: Also, are there any writing utensils in this room?

TG: should be
TG: always writin things bout
TG: youll be able to feel it
TG: just think u wanna go

[When she does, she'll feel it. An odd sort of just KNOWING the direction. She'll be fairly sure even if she gets turned around, she'll know the way she needs to go.]

[But she is gonna need to go outside.]

[Always wondered, was directions because of the void, or was it because she grew up with chess people with perfect senses of direction?]

[And yes, there are pink pens about.]

[in that case! crossing out "i deserved it" and "dun deserve anything" with a thick layer of ink, and writing "I won't pity you", "I will see you" , "I won't leave you alone", "I won't break promises", and "you don't have to be sorry" on the wall

and then heading outside, following her instincts, yes.]

CM: Is there anything I should be looking for there?

TG: like i said
TG: the lab

[You're outside and you’re amongst fire and structurally unsound buildings. There are also corpses of the black and white Carapacians, blood red as humans, and all very dead. You can see the red stringy mass in the sky, and in the distance you can hear rockets.]

UU: i do know a thing or two aboUt the red miles.
UU: it is the qUeen's favoUred attack. very long distance and omnidirectional.
UU: bUt once Upon a time, her weapon was stolen by a UsUrper. jacked, yoU coUld say, right off her ring finger. and then given a considerable boost in power.
UU: that gave the miles enoUgh of a kick to rip a Universe to shreds.
UU: and they have been doing so to yoUrs and its many instances for eons.
UU: only now have they caUght Up to yoUr instance. it is qUite fortUnate it has taken so long, really.
UU: some instances are tUcked deeper in the speaker's mighty blow sack, and will hold oUt for mUch longer, on a vast cosmic scale of coUrse.
TG: wait
TG: i dont
TG: what? instances
TG: blowb sack
TG: righ now i can hardly walk w/o steppin on my moms scarf ok
TG: so theyre destorying the universe is that the bootom line
UU: yes.
UU: try to think of it like this.
UU: imagine that the Universe is contained inside a very large creatUre.
UU: say, a great big frog.
TG: frog
TG: why a frog thats so silly
UU: it's jUst a frog! that is the way it is, jUst try to imagine it.
TG: k
TG: picturin
TG: big ol space frog
TG: all ribbiting loud an being huge
TG: hehehe
UU: now imagine that not only does the Universe exist inside it, depending on the creatUre's health and well being to sUrvive...
UU: bUt every potential instance of that Universe exists inside as well.
UU: those that are doomed and those with promise.
UU: even those that were reset from scratch, with slightly different starting conditions.
UU: all of those interrelated Universes mingling together inside yoUr frog, inextricable from its physiology.
UU: if the frog dies, they all go with it. eventUally.
TG: then you are saying some rude a-hole is killin our frog
UU: sadly, yes.
TG: wow
TG: that is
TG: just....
TG: the WORST

[You know the way to the lab, though it's some distance away.]

[Roll a 10 sider.]

CM: But once I get inside the lab, what I should do?

[walking as she asks, though. and 7!]

TG: youll figure it out

[And suddenly you're in a room made of mirrors.]

[Which makes the scene before you more horrifying.]

[You see Nyssa, broken into pieces of glass and rose metal, Yaksinis half burnt, and three aliens, dead, bled out, on the ground.]

[And there's Roxy, with a piece of glass in her hand, and seems intent on that whole desire to make sure every drop of the Condesce blood in out of her body.]

[trying to keep a straight face as she watches]

...Roxy. She's already dead. She's not going to hurt anyone else.

[Knife of glass still going in. R-repeatedly.]

Have to be sure.

Been alive real long time.

...

[walking over to try and take the alien's pulse]

She's dead. There's no mistaking it.

I've been dead before.

If she's going to revive, I think she will do so regardless of how many times you stab her.

Can't revive while I'm stabbing.

If I never stop, can't come back.

You can't spend the rest of your life sitting here and stabbing her. Is there another way to completely destroy the body?

...I understand that you're angry. I would be angry, too. But wasting your time on her will prevent you from doing anything else.

There is nothing else.

They took anything else.

[Gestures to the trolls.]

That's why they need to die. Didn't want to be a killer, but they kept pushing and pushing, didn't they?

[putting her hand over the spot roxy keeps stabbing, hoping she'll stop if only to avoid hurting her]

Roxy.

[Sorry hon.]

[She's not that mentally sound.]

[But she will stop after the glass has stabbed her hand. :')]

[that

didn't work out the way she planned

bringing her uninjured hand up to her mouth to muffle the cry of pain!]

[Yyyyyeah, Rage is not so good at sudden changes.]

[But she has stopped, staring at Lace's hands.]

[And there's now...tears? Falling from her eyes, making streaks in the blood on her face.]

[it takes her a moment to notice, but once she does:]

Don't... Don't cry. Please don't cry. Just...

[it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, and she wants to take the glass out but she doesn't want to make the bleeding worse]

Do you know first aid?

Edited 2015-01-24 06:57 (UTC)

[She...starts shaking her head.] I can't...I can't....I can't fix what's broken. I can't fix what's hurt.

It, it's not your fault. I should have been... more careful.

[breathe. breathe. the pain makes it hard to think, but she holds in her panic and tries. what can she do? how can she make it better? of course.

she tries to use her powers to believe that it's fine, that it doesn't hurt.]

Edited 2015-01-24 07:03 (UTC)

[It's SUPER EFFECTIVE. Mirror knife? What mirror knife, definitely not one in your hand.]

I....I can't save them....

All I can do is end what took them...it's all I can do...

[taking a few deep breaths. thank god.]

...I know. It's not fair, is it? But I understand. I've experienced that as well. It's not something that you have to deal with alone as long as I'm here.

[Oh yeah, she's crying harder.]

But you'll be hurt. You'll be hurt and killed and I can't save you.

...I can't guarantee that I won't be, but you can't guarantee that I will, either.

[reaching out to try and wipe some of her tears away]

Right now, I'm fine. I'm not hurt.

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