Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-38232361-20191214094945

(Sorry about that, was busy playing around with my new PC. Managed to save up for an OMEN)

Lulu shirked away from the shapeshifter and clung closely to the real Theo. When The Underworld was revealed to her, Lulu looked around in awe at all the glowing lights of the underground city. As she admired the city, she could hear the faint sound of flapping wings and three voices arguing.

"I still think we should just grab her and be done with it!" "And give the boss a reason to skin us alive?! Are you nuts?!" "Uh, can you two stop fighting? I can't read the- Hey!" "Forget the seeker. She's over there!"

MEANWHILE

Camilla puts on her own set of surgical dress and gets ready to start the life saving procedure on her former friend.

"What are his vitals?"

The Dark Priest medic looks up from Steven to the Lilim and back down.

"Stable. But there's an unknown compound that's in his bloodstream cutting off flow to his brain to keep him unconscious while the mechanical parts of his body try to take over. I'm trying to isolate it, but it's the same color as his blood. I'll start a drain and a Ushi-Oni blood transfusion to try and flush it out and get his body to start healing on it's own."

She then flips a few switches on a nearby machine and plugged two small clear rubber tubes into his arteries near his heart, one filling up with red blood coming out, one filling up with green going in.

"Replacing Ignis powercore with DE Battery now!" the gremlin says as she puts a set of clamps around the sphere to remove it safely and replace it with another orb filled with what looked like rolling waves of black with violet seafoam and wake.

"Madam Director, to make this work, you're going to need to input some of your own demonic energy into him." The Dark Priest informs her, "We have a Banshee on standby should things go south."

Camilla nods and places her hands on either side of Sargent Roger's now unmasked face and looks at him longingly.

"Please wake up... please come back..." she silently prays before kissing him on his forehead, pouring in her spirit energy into him.

MEANWHILE

Roxy stared wide-eyed at the little village people walking around like they weren't just offered as Pillsbury doughboy sacrifices to a giant, hungry demon. She looked up to Vernathoth (I'm just going to call him Vern so I don't have to keep scrolling back up to remember his name) and back to the sugar village and back to him over and over, feeling like she should intervene their eminent destruction.

MEANWHILE

( Glad to see I'm not the only one who thinks That. They sound like someone spamming the "FIRE" button on Galaga.)

"Heh heh heh, yeah. Those sounds were always adorable till his mother heard them. He's about Charlotte's age now, and he's gone and joined the Nautical Guard now! No doubt a full on MCPO by the time either of us see him again..."

MEANWHILE

Lia stared at the pamphlet in suspicion and anticipation for it to explode or something. when nothing happened for a while, she inched closer and read the front cover before sitting on their worn and torn couch and reading the rest of the pages curiously, keeping her newborns happy with milk and small, gentle bounces.

MEANWHILE

Bones gave the most deadpan of all deadpan looks a skeleton could give as he and the rest of his goons were all loaded into the same police van.

"In... their... faces."

"Huh?" the severed and slightly charred head of Bonzy mumbled while he was being carried by one of the officers unlucky enough to be tasked with finding the rest of his body parts.

"Your job." Bones said in a cold, emotionless voice, "Was to blow up. In. Their. Faces." Before it came out as a roar as he looked the zombie clown goblin in the eyes with burning fury, "NOT! MINE!"

"Sowy baws…"