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BATTLE OF THE PLAGUES: CONCLUSION
They can't do anything in this fight.
For all that they cooperate, for all that they try, they can do nothing. "HAVE YOU ACCEPTED YOURSELVES YET?" Pestilence roars from on high, the darkness becoming unbearable as the storm rains down upon them. Setting buildings and people aflame, shocking them into crisps, and pounding them relentlessly with hailstones the size of cannons. The monsters cannot survive--and for those who summon them, time is limited.
"HAVE YOU READIED YOURSELVES, FOR THE TENTH PLAGUE?"
There is a click.
A bang.
And abruptly, all goes silent, the clouds parting. Those who can see, those who can fly, have had their efforts rewarded, an exhausted, semi charred and frosted Hatsu standing behind Pestilence as vines latch the demon's arms to the ground. He holds a gun to the back of the other's head with cold eyes...
...And this time, Pestilence is afraid.
He laughs, of course. "What do you think you will achieve?" he chuckles nervously. "I already took from you what I want... ...You already know you can't kill me..!" There is no answer from Hatsu, and fear becomes rage. "All of you are INFECTED," he hisses, snarling with choking breaths. "Even escape won't save you now! I am more than your prisoner, or even your end; I am DISEASE-"
"Disease, is it?" Hatsu finally asks, his voice ringing clear over the air. His eyes narrow but a fraction, and his finger begins to pull upon the trigger. "If that's the case, then consider me to be 'Traditional Medication'... If you're the disease," he announces, face twisting for one brief second of rage as he fires. "Then consider this the CURE!"
The bullet fires. And for a moment there is nothing--until choking meets the air. Until a plant begins to blossom at the back of the other's skull, vines and roots alike poking out through the ears, the throat, the eyes... The plant grows, and continues to grow, Pestilence's red-form staining the tower beneath him, until finally the body bursts into that same noxious spore filled gas he threw upon others not long before.
And even this is devoured by the roots of the plant.
The jailer is gone.
And with a steady rumble, their efforts are rewarded. All the buildings of the city have long since returned--but with the darkness gone, it is now time for the barrier to follow. Entrances to the outside world open, and the dome above collapses into ash. Outside, those watching will notice further platforms rising up from the sea...railway tracks forming beneath the waves, while great pillars meant for duel-roadways spear through the waves. Pestilence is gone--and the world has 'welcomed' them back.
....Leaving all others to clean up the aftermath.
[[OOC - First off, thank you to everyone who participated in this Summer Long event! I hope you enjoyed it, and I much appreciate any critique you have on how things went.
Relating to that, I apologize profusely for the sudden dip in my own activity regarding the event in the final battle; things arose IRL, but it is no less my fault and responsibility for what occurred. All the same, I hope you were able to enjoy yourselves despite this, and that you are able to look forward to another year at the YGO-DR!
For those who participated in the event by the way, you get a Unique Prize; while an event is being run through the RNG from the Single Vote received, all participants can have their muse affected by another event from the existing list, regardless of what else is going on. Choose wisely, and have fun!]]
For all that they cooperate, for all that they try, they can do nothing. "HAVE YOU ACCEPTED YOURSELVES YET?" Pestilence roars from on high, the darkness becoming unbearable as the storm rains down upon them. Setting buildings and people aflame, shocking them into crisps, and pounding them relentlessly with hailstones the size of cannons. The monsters cannot survive--and for those who summon them, time is limited.
"HAVE YOU READIED YOURSELVES, FOR THE TENTH PLAGUE?"
There is a click.
A bang.
And abruptly, all goes silent, the clouds parting. Those who can see, those who can fly, have had their efforts rewarded, an exhausted, semi charred and frosted Hatsu standing behind Pestilence as vines latch the demon's arms to the ground. He holds a gun to the back of the other's head with cold eyes...
...And this time, Pestilence is afraid.
He laughs, of course. "What do you think you will achieve?" he chuckles nervously. "I already took from you what I want... ...You already know you can't kill me..!" There is no answer from Hatsu, and fear becomes rage. "All of you are INFECTED," he hisses, snarling with choking breaths. "Even escape won't save you now! I am more than your prisoner, or even your end; I am DISEASE-"
"Disease, is it?" Hatsu finally asks, his voice ringing clear over the air. His eyes narrow but a fraction, and his finger begins to pull upon the trigger. "If that's the case, then consider me to be 'Traditional Medication'... If you're the disease," he announces, face twisting for one brief second of rage as he fires. "Then consider this the CURE!"
The bullet fires. And for a moment there is nothing--until choking meets the air. Until a plant begins to blossom at the back of the other's skull, vines and roots alike poking out through the ears, the throat, the eyes... The plant grows, and continues to grow, Pestilence's red-form staining the tower beneath him, until finally the body bursts into that same noxious spore filled gas he threw upon others not long before.
And even this is devoured by the roots of the plant.
The jailer is gone.
And with a steady rumble, their efforts are rewarded. All the buildings of the city have long since returned--but with the darkness gone, it is now time for the barrier to follow. Entrances to the outside world open, and the dome above collapses into ash. Outside, those watching will notice further platforms rising up from the sea...railway tracks forming beneath the waves, while great pillars meant for duel-roadways spear through the waves. Pestilence is gone--and the world has 'welcomed' them back.
....Leaving all others to clean up the aftermath.
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[[OOC - First off, thank you to everyone who participated in this Summer Long event! I hope you enjoyed it, and I much appreciate any critique you have on how things went.
Relating to that, I apologize profusely for the sudden dip in my own activity regarding the event in the final battle; things arose IRL, but it is no less my fault and responsibility for what occurred. All the same, I hope you were able to enjoy yourselves despite this, and that you are able to look forward to another year at the YGO-DR!
For those who participated in the event by the way, you get a Unique Prize; while an event is being run through the RNG from the Single Vote received, all participants can have their muse affected by another event from the existing list, regardless of what else is going on. Choose wisely, and have fun!]]
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"Yuugo... I... I..."
She can't speak. Her thoughts are already as cluttered as it is. As she looks into her childhood friend's eyes and see the honesty and joy, she finds herself dizzy and weak. Without thinking, she grips Yuugo, pulling him close and locking her lips to his, pressing her body against him.
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Wait....
WHAT.
Yugo stiffens, blushing like mad, but he doesn't know how to react at all. He doesn't know how to reciprocate on this at all.
And he sure as hell wasn't gonna push her away either.no subject
But her emotions are too rampant and since Yuugo wasn't telling her to stop, she pushes one more kiss on his lips before the rest of herself can stop.
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"We've never done anything before! And now you're...?!?"
Bless fourteen-year-olds and their melting pot of hormones and emotions.no subject
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Yes this boy is still red in the face.
But hasn't thought to let go of her yet either.no subject
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His hands are still around her back and hips, and that's as as low as they're gonna get. Honest."It's... uh.. it's alright. I mean it's not like I didn't-"
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Yugo cuts himself off, because suddenly he's reminded of a moment he had with Yuzu on that ice field.
And suddenly the differences are hit him like a brick.
Helps that Clear Wing decided to chime in within his head too."Nonono, please tell me this is just a joke or something..."
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This... no he can't do this... that kind of thing is too much to take in. Rin kissed him, but even if he didn't return it... No don't think about that, it's just making his insides twist themselves into knots.
He tries to say something in reply, but instead Yugo just shakes his head and has the dragon armor form on him again. He has no words, just confusion (and denial of his own feelings) roiling in his gut.
The teen abruptly turns and simply flies off....
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Her first kiss... she forced it on Yugo and took the others' away from them. As the long haired girl mumbles apologies, she just stands there for the longest time, feeling... hurt. Yugo had every right to leave, and it was good of him to, but it still hurt.
Tears well in her eyes as she goes off her own way, hoping to find Yuto or Yuya and just... be with them, really.