@Infoteam_ky0 [๐]: "I...don't th-"
[They wheeze, and immediately gold spills from their mouth. Trying to cover it up, it pours from their talons into their lap.
...They regained their hurt composure.]
"...I don't think its...something y-you can patch up."
@LuckyNuggetLoki -
To try out the new toy you had in your hands.
...It would violate basic Gun Safety, however it also wasn't a basic gun...
Just some swinging it around wouldn't hurt, right?]
@LuckyNuggetLoki [...Well, somehow, the Safety Main Room was empty. For once, someone got them to actually work.
But, the emptiness was to your dismay. No agents meant no Captain. No Captain meant No Practice.
...
Yet, you had the urge in you to do so anyways.
-
@LCAssistant3XXX [๐บ]: [It stood still, almost as if it was waiting for you.
...And its head snapped to look at you. Ink running down its face, as if it were bleeding profusely.]
[๐บ]: [...Theres someone standing in the middle of Central Command...
At least, you think. Your mind tells you theres a person there. Surrounding them, countless clerk bodies.
All of them have gunshot wounds.]
@LuckyNuggetLoki -
They were all out working, and not lazing about in the Main Room.
...Speaking of, the Main Room is right behind that door, dare you enter?]
@LuckyNuggetLoki [...The hallways were empty, a sickly green permeating every corner.
You would have expected at least clerks, or agents running about, yet none of them patrolled the halls. How strange.
...For the reputation Netzach gets, this place was empty. You had hoped it was because
-
@LCAssistant3XXX [More and more of your vision is lost, as you stumble in the hallway, Drawn as a moth to a flame to the figure.
...
The beasts harassing you have stopped. You can't see them.
You can only hear noise. Your hearings starting to go out, it gets louder.
Its so loud. It hurts.]
(i'll finish up the Corroded Bianco event, and the Reset, and i'll take a break until marching season ends. Maybe longer.
For now, Hokma will be inactive until Next Year.)
@LCAssistant3XXX [Laughter. Thats all you hear. Laughter turning into static, turning into trumpets and marimbas and voices and it all was too much.
You stagger towards the staircase, attempting to go lower, trying to find the source of this madness.
A hand-or three help you down. SHOVE!]
@KaomojiL0v57581 [Bump.
The sound of a trumpet reverberates around you, coming from in front-no, to your left-no, behind you.
Ba-dum, Bump!
Again, echoing and echoing, you can feel your mind begin to get clouded.
But, what do you see?
...A splash of blue with each note.]
@RYCHOCOHIRE [๐บ]: "...I don't think lemonade should do that."
[Ironic how it was a blue and pink before becoming yellow. As if it was taunting him with the exact concept.
...Gulp. Down the gullet, how does it taste?]