=>[MINI-META] The Wrecked South Outgrowth

[Sypon]

Block: Ballblock
Team: Scorpa, Austri, Flydra, Garand, Oisier, Reisio
Obstacles: 1/8
Hazards: 0/3
Items: Lonely Plastic Bag, Moldy Curtain Piece, Blood-Stained Flask

"Oh, what's--" The twin scooched over to look at the nasty oddity that their twin discovered, when something painful shot through their foot.

"A-aah!" Reisio wailed. Another needle in this field of dangers. Tears sprung to their eyes, and they let go of Oisier to ball up little hands and press them tight to hide their pain.

"O-Oisier... I will have the backpack..." The blueblood sulked. Still quaking and paranoid that they might step on another painful and dirty, horrible, nasty needle, Reisio carefully shifted backwards into their twin. Calf met calf, and then the two meshed. Stitch by stitch, the melding of their data felt like a relief, with the pain splitting and washing away in the comfort of their anchor twin. Reisio sank deep into Oisier's chest, legs and arms reforming and splitting out until they became settled as a perfect duplicate, and then emerged again when Reisio's shoulders appeared out of Oisier's back. Momentarily, their shifted to Oisier's shoulder, neck emerging from the nape of Oisier's and rising as they positioned the backpack's straps over their own shoulders. Reisio adjusted their position, sighing restfully in their position on Oisier's back - merged just above the hips, as though they were enjoying a piggyback ride.

"That's better."  

[Micillia]

Chiara Moteku Zindel Tagino
We Fancy three

Chiara had finally found at least one other troll, Odette, and she was relieved. Adding more ghosts to the count was not really in her best interest, even if it meant having Lorata out of the way. The redblood eyed the ballblock. Even in ruins it looked amazing. Zindel turned towards the famous redblood, Odette, bowing, and held out a hand. "Would you care to dance, Lady Cygnet?"

Just on time, a crack could be heard from one of the massive pillars. It was obvious that the ballblock looked in better condition than it really was. "You like a little... risk with your dancing, dont you?" Chiara made sure to casually wipe the sweat from her palms. She wasn't nervous, no way.

Block: Ballblock
HAZARD: One of the pillars in the room begins to creak loudly, threatening to buckle at its center.
Obstacles: 0/4
Hazards: 1/3

Kimbley Kitty

sry just edited some things

 

[zeflamigo]

Odette walked with trepidation, and with a small gust of wind under her feet. It wasn't enough for someone to notice, visually, but if one stood close they could feel the breeze. "Risk?" Odette's concern was obvious in her voice. She laughed quietly, still trying to play along.

"I am familiar with doing some of my own stunts," She said, approaching closer to Zindel. "Perhaps you are better equipped, though," She complimented.

Block: Ballblock
Obstacles: 1/4
Hazards: 1/3  

[Doutei]

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6. OBSTACLE: Something smells like smoke... You turn around to see that one of the old, raggedy curtains has fallen and is smoldering.

"Oh I can carry that for-" Scorpa began to offer as she glanced over, not realizing the twins had grown tired before something incredible occurred before her eyes. The yellowblood stared in shock as the twins began to merge. Her jaw dropped as something she could not comprehend continued while Reisio shifted and got comfortable. It was kind of weird- okay REALLY weird- but also kind of amazing? She elbowed Flydra to confirm that the doctor had also just witnessed that miracle.

"What was that?!" The yellowblood asked, bounding over to their side. Her eyes with bright with curiosity and the want to understand. Was this something twins could just do?! She'd never heard of it before! Then again she'd never actually met with twin trolls before either! What other secret super powers did twins hold!?

"That's so cool! What do you call it?" Scorpa asked a few more questions, excited. These little bluebloods were becoming more and more promising to the lieutenant and she definitely wanted to learn more about them. The scent of smoke caught her attention and she noted one of the curtains nearby had caught fire. She stomped it out quickly and prayed there weren't more needles somehow hidden inside. Thank ********> Ballblock
Team: Flydra, Austri, Garand, Oisier, Reisio
Obstacles: 1/8
Hazards: 0/3
Items: 3

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Yamashii

KitsuneAura

quite uneventful

Sypon

seekingCylem

 

[Yamashii]

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5: HAZARD: One of the pillars in the room begins to creak loudly, threatening to buckle at its center.

The needles were proving far more problematic than Flydra had expected and she watched in concern as one of the twins began to cry and melt into their twin's embrace. Wait, they were literally melting? Scorpa elbowed her and that made the tealblood realize they were both seeing the same thing. This wasn't some kind of hallucination or spectral prank. It wouldn't affect both of them, would it?

"This is illogical." She whispered to herself as she watched Reisio ooze into their sibling, practically swimming through flesh to get comfortable. Their bodies contorted and moved in a strange twisted way as Reisio climbed through Oisier to emerge on the other side wearing the back pack. Only one set of legs held up the torsos of both of them. Flydra felt like her body had been electrified. This was incredible.

"You two have the most miraculous ability I've ever seen." She said to the Mirrim twins, her normally sleepy eyes wide open in surprise. She reached to steady herself on something and flinched as the pillar she leaned against began to creak. Flydra instantly retracted her hand and continued on with her words.

"Does that power only work with each other?" Momentarily, all thoughts of ghosts were gone. This was far more spectacular.

Team: Flydra, Scorpa, Austri, Oisier, Reisio, Garand
Block: Ballblock
Obstacles: 1/8
Hazards: 1/3
Items: 3

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Doutei

KitsuneAura

quite uneventful

Sypon

seekingCylem

 

[Sypon]

Reisio relaxed against Oisier’s back, wrapping their arms around their twin’s shoulders. Rejuvenated, their temper seemed to even out as they assimilated some of Oisier’s calm. Reisio’s expression melted into one of contentment, then pride as the two military women looked in awe and cooed over them.

“We call it genetic osmosis. We share an identical genetic structure. It is like breathing to us.” Reisio’s arms dipped into Oisier’s shoulders and sprouted out of the front of their arms, as though they had two forearms springing out of the elbow joint. “Is it not extraordinary? Our oneness is paramount.”

They pulled their arms back out and rested them at their sides, wiggling their fingers experimentally. “We prefer not to intermingle with others. Right, Oisier?”

They looked to their twin, somewhat oblivious of a smoldering rag that fizzled out behind them.

Block: Ballblock
Obstacles: 1/8
Hazards: 1/3
Items: 3  

[seekingCylem]

Investigating the BALLBLOCK
Team: Reisio, Scorpa, Flydra, Garand, Austri
Obstacles: 1/8
Hazards: 1/3
Items:

Lonely Plastic Bag
Moldy Curtain Piece
Bloodstained Flask
Unused Firecracker

"Very well," Oisier conceded. The number of loose needles on the premises was truly inexcusable. It would be better if only one of them was in the line of fire, and Oisier seemed to be having better luck on that front. Without further coordination, Oisier accepted their twin's presence as their forms melded together. Reisio's presence rolled over Oisier like a wave. Eventually they settled neatly stacked on top of Oisier's shoulders, conjoined at the waist.

Oisier rolled their arms as they adjusted to the shift in weight. Reisio's presence was second nature, but the backpack was now extending further than they were anticipating. They hoped the unstable footing of the hive wouldn't give them much trouble.

With their twin situated, Oisier finally recognized they were being spoken to by both SHEshells. Their gaze twisted as they process the questions asked in stereo. Reisio answered first with a further demonstration. Oisier wiggled their fingers as Reisio's hands extended from their elbows. Ta-da.

Oisier nodded, feeling Reisio's eye on the back of their neck. "It is... possible, but not ideal. Perhaps if one of our party sustains a shallow cut, we could 'smooth over' the injury as it were." Oisier paused thoughtfully. "The same could not be said for any diseases should any of these... numerous needles be, ah, contaminated."

Oisier's lips pressed together. "However prevention is the preferred method of first-aid. For example: that flaming curtain is burning very close to that old firework." They pointed to the smoldering pile of fabric by the window.  

[Sypon]

Oisier finds:

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Unused firecracker

This set of firecrackers doesn't look exploded. It seems it's a dud.

 

[purplerosesbeauty]

Void! Don't mind me.

 

[Gl!tch~]

He'd beefed it real hard last time they were here, but maybe in a smaller group they wouldn't cause as much damage? Or not. He didn't really care which. Guo swooced on in, taking the lead for once, because only an idiot keeps following wigglers. Almost immediately, though, his sandals sunk through mold.

"Oh, cool," he said, voice heavy with sarcasm. "Guess it's still a shithole!"

Location: Ballblock
Hazard count: 1/3
Obstacle count: 0/5
Party: Acteon, Stemma
Inventory: Probs should update with things in current party v general party  

[zeflamigo]

"Acteon! What are you doing over there, are you stuck?" Stemma called back, waiting impatiently for the other highblood. Stemma felt more comfortable with the younger troll than she did alone with Guouli. His aura still put her off.

Putting too much attention on yelling Acteon, Stemma didn't notice when she stepped her foot right through a patch of thick mold. It released an awful smell, and she was infinitely thankful that she wore close-toed shoes today.

"Why does this place have to be so gross!" She complained, shaking the mold off her foot.

Location: Ballblock
Hazard count: 2/3
Obstacle count: 0/5
Party: Acteon, Guo  

[purplerosesbeauty]

Back in the ballblock, they were determined to actually find something useful. Sure the rug was interesting, but it wasn't important! They wandered a bit, when something caught their eye. It was a chair, or, what remained of one? It was pretty, and had a weird streak pattern on it. As if it were hit by lightning.

"You think this is important?" They poked it and nodded to their lusus. He'd help carry it back.

BALLBLOCK
OBSTACLES: 0/5
HAZARDS: 2/3
OBJECTS: ???

 

[Gl!tch~]

Looking around, it looked like this general area was thinning mold. That bode well. At least he could find it funny that Princess also stepped right into mold hell too. But now they had to figure out how the hell to get out of it safely and get any actual investigating done. Guo could only waste so much time falling into the trash underbelly of the shitty mansion over and over.

Location: Ballblock
Hazard count: 2/3
Obstacle count: 0/5
Party: Acteon, Stemma
Inventory: Probs should update with things in current party v general party  

[purplerosesbeauty]

Stemma and Guo were still standing in that weird green mold. When the two began to slip into the catacombs below, they reached and tried to save Guo. However, trying to pull the blueblood teen caused them to knock into Stemma as well, taking them all down with them as they fell into the catacombs.

Yikes.

 

[Sypon]

Acteon finds:

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Lightning-Burned Chair

What was once an ornate wooden chair is now half the furniture it used to be. Strangely, it appears to have suffered a point of impact rather than simply burned in a hive fire. The striated burn marks would almost be a pretty addition if the chair wasn't also missing two of its legs.