End of life.

[KittKat chunky~]

Kitt turned to White, a look of incredulous disbelief.. "you.. you dont know? uh white... im not sure how to break this too you... but youre.... well... kinda... ya know.. er, dead?" Kitt snapped his fingers and a ball of bright orange flame sprung into being... "if i was alive... could i do this? i was a fireman.. i could never do this when i was alive.... the sky? all these other people... all dead white... believe or not its true and its somthing your gonna have to face up to...."

Kitt snapped his fingers again and the flames dissiptated with a woosh... " er, sorry for breaking that to ya kinda harshly... i aint so good with the, ya know... talking and making it okay stuff.... i just hope you do believe me white..."

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Jaida watched as Katar recoiled from the shot but was not killed and saw Xleena being instructed to come after her. Her insecurity began to flow back. This time the insecurity made her worry, but she couldn't help it.
'How could that not kill him?' She thought. 'All those years of practice, being right on target, and it not killing him? I don't und-'
Her thoughts were cut off as the other personality took over. She heard Kitt talking to somebody else called White, explaining that he was dead. She spoke loud enough for White to hear while watching Xleena and aiming her left pistol at her. "Kitt is not lying. You're dead. This is the afterlife. Accept it because there's nothing you can do to change it." The bluntness and unfeeling nature of the other personality was definitely there.
She aimed her right pistol at Katar again and shot at him again. This time she had aimed at the throat. This personality didn't care if he suffered. It didn't care about anything, didn't feel anything. This was probably why she had felt worried when she became insecure. Somehow she knew that Xleena would be in trouble this way. She cared about Xleena's safety when she was in her normal personality, even with Xleena being controlled because she couldn't help herself. This personality didn't care about anyone.

[Xleena]

   Xleena felt her throat being crushed by the talons of the now bird-like Asia. Her strength was weakening due to her lack of oxygen. It was strange how she did not recognize the rabbit she had tried to comfort in the hole... she was too busy trying to kill him before he tore her neck out.
   Her roars were like a siren's scream, but now with even more unpleasant coughs and gags added to it. The call of her master suddenly gave new life to her weakly swiping body, eyes glowing with a twisted enthusiasm for blood. She managed to bite down on Asia's talon hard, ripping feathers from it. It allowed Asia to let go, and before he was able to continue, she snapped her head up, looking for Vee. 'KYAAYAYAYAYAYYYYAAAAAAAA! DIE! DIE! DIIIIIE!' She screeched, lumbering towards the gunslinger, feathers being thrust from her mouth attached to strings of spit. Her only wild, corrupted thoughts were that Katar would not be disappointed.

   Jensuno's rage was building, a few of his arms had started snatching at the outsider, wrapping themselves around him, buzzing dangerous levels of energy with an electrocuting kick. 'I'll finish you quickly, you devilish fiend! May you rot in the nameless dimension!!!' He was almost ready to finish it. But then...

   Sic laughed, enjoying the rowdyness. 'Oy, miss prissy here thinks she don't need no help! Tell ya what, beat me at whatever ya want and i'll stop pesterin' you. Mind you, ya just seem like a little flower to me.' She finished mockingly, suddenly sweeping Rigor to the ground. Looking over her, she continued 'But I suppose if ya a little girly, you can stay here and play dollies with Klo...!'
   'W-will you stop being such a jerk Sic?!' Klo managed, looking rather embarrassed in front of her student. 'A-ah..! Well i'm h-happy to help... is there a-anything you'd like to know... need improvement on....?' She ventured, finding the whole social thing difficult.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

"....control and expansion, I want to be able to control the amount of energy I use, and I also want it to be bigger than this bubble" Mask said, creating a plastic-like bubble. "But, I could work on my staff combat with Sic.... wait, she might trip over my staff while we're fighting..." he changed his tone from serious to playfulness when he looked at Sic, then noticed Klo's face being a mix of mild shock and sadness. "But I'll stick with you, brutes don't know much about magic..." he recovered with his eyes smiling at Klo.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

As Rigor hit the ground, her eyes' glow flared and she shot her tail out wrapping it around Sic's ankle and pulling it to, making Sic fall to the ground with her. Before anything could be said again, Rigor was at the half divinity's throat, growling.

[Xleena]

   Sic was grinning. Bringing her knees up to her chin, she used them to push Rigor from her enough to stand up and land a rather aggressive side kick to Rigors face. 'So the kitty can scratch?' She continued to rile up Rigor further by saying 'Is that the only trick you have, its a bit cliché don't ya think??'

   Klo smiled appreciatively, saying 'Well first of all lets work o-on your expansion of magic perimeter. I-its quite simple once you know how to d-do it.' Klo wished she stopped stammering.
   She took a deep breath in and continued. 'Firstly you have to recognise the type of environment you're in. If there is a large amount of magic particles in the air- then it would be a lot easier to expand magic diameters rather than a place or dimension without.' She began, the breath obviously helping her relax a little.
  'For example, here in this dimension, the concentration of magic is high... that is because of the lack of physical objects and other elements in the 'air' such as oxygen- like in the living realms.' She added, hoping Mask understood. 'Although realms like this can be advantageous to your casting ability-- they can also prove to be rather dangerous. Without control of your casting in a realm like this it would be like a lot of fuel to a fire--in er, living terms...' She concluded, feeling a bit sheepish not quite knowing what fuel was.

   Klo noticed the rather harsh kick from Sic and tutted. Stepping slightly away from Mask, she created a large bubble like barrier- warding off the other two conflicting contestants. 'A little bit of quiet is needed for our concentration.' Klo added surprisingly dryly for her personality.
   'Okay, so besides common sense in accordance to the magic concentration in a dimension or place, you have to also be able to sense the magic. In most realms its a given that physicality can dictate how magical the realm is- but in some cases it can be deceiving. That is usually because of the personality of the divinity who owns that dimension, so you have to remain vigilant.' Klo could feel her confidence growing with every word, she enjoyed the teaching part of things, they were simple and logical-- at least she hoped Mask would agree.
  'So... lets start on that first.' She managed to finish before she heard a thud against the bubble.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Rigor laughed at the kick she received to the face. It had been a while since she'd been hit, but to her, it was honestly funny once she got over the anger of being caught off guard. Something was bleeding on her.. Even in the afterlife the dead could die, and apparently be injured as well. Her long neon tongue slithered from her mouth and licked the blood away. Her eyes flared again as if the small amount of blood was meant to fuel her adrenaline. She rushed at Sic after a moment of heavy breathing. She was excited. Excited that something was happening other than people talking. She could feel her blood pulsing within her body as the adrenaline was released.  As she neared, she reached behind her back and pulled an over-sized scythe from thin air and swung, hitting Sic like a baseball with the back of the blade. Rigor landed smugly, and readied her scythe for another attack from the half divinity, her tongue hanging out of the side of her mouth, panting, excited, waiting.

[Xleena]

   The half divinity slammed into the bubble Klo had created. Sic began to chuckle, the pain was invigorating! 'Ya don't talk much do ya scalie?'  She liked this fact; this meant more energy for fighting. A gash had formed across Sic's torso, making her wince as she stood. Black vine like energy appeared out of her chest, spreading over the wound. 'That'll keep me from dying!' Sic commented, as if dying wasn't a big deal.
   'Now...' She began, forming a scythe from the bandages on her hand, 'think ya can beat a half divinity at scytheplay?' She didn't wait for an answer, and simply sprinted towards her, swinging the scythe in a deadly arc.

[Asia Kali Yusufzai]

Pain.

Pain in his hand, it should have been there at all, this person was good and nice. The dark irrelevance had poisoned her, acting out his mindless march. Asia was falling, shadows on his eyes, colours at his fur, blood upon his hand. Talons tore at his mind as the bird began to grow. It hissed, inhaling, the colour flaring off of him, the blood floating up from the growing talon. Like gossamer, it floating, hanging close to him, swirling round him, dancing over his muscular curves and his neat feathers. Stiff like blades, the plumage covered the wound, as it healed with increasing haste.

Blood in the air, pain, and idiocy tearing at nature, life after life. The disease had to be cured. Destroyed. Those who give pain would be killed. She gave pain, she had been poisoned, a dark daughter of fools and reckless children. The beast agreed, yet it could not speak, it smiled at his mind, letting out a shriek to the world... almost a laugh.

Asia leapt from all fours, bounding over screaming grass, tearing up the earth. In a flash of blazing colour, the beast pinned Xleena down, tearing with claws and a great beak of fire, ripping at her body.

[Gabag]

Sudden pain erupted through Katar, not the electricity, just a minor inconvience, no.... Looking down he noticed a hole in his soft mesh armor where Vee shot him, then suddenly a fierce impact hit him, nothing like he had felt before. Clutching his throat, Katar gurgled on his own blood untill he was lifeless.


Or at least thats what he let on, his gene enhanced body had already sealed up the wound. He was very much alive, but trickery was just another weapon in his arsenal. Falling down limply as if deceased. He prepared for his moment, until then he controlled Xleena to throw off the rabid bird creature that was Asia.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Mask started to form the bubble, but as he was trying to expand it, the bubble became somewhat unstable, constantly jostling around and threatening to pop at any moment. "Am I doing something wrong... because this looks dang-" his eyes went from a worried look to the eyes of someone detached from their emotions as the bubble quickly stablized, and increased three times its size. His eyes then went back to their worried state, then calmed down just a little when he realized how much it expanded. "Nevermind, I think I got it..."

[Goblin Cat 😸]

As if on instinct, Rigor sidestepped Sic's swing and swung her own blade in return, parrying the weapon from Sic's grip and onto the ground. She smirked, again, smugly, then swung her blade around her head and jabbed the divinity backward with the non-bladed end of her weapon. As fun as it was to fight, Rigor never fought to kill. If anything, she fought to toy with things, like a cat with a mouse. She fought at a distance from her foe unless she intended for a kill. Things had changed since Rigor had actually awakened. She didn't second guess herself, and a hit to her now would only make her laugh, no matter how bad it was. Sic could slice her in two and Rigor would more than likely play with her own innards until she eventually died. The dragoness stood, hunched, planting her scythe into the ground.

[Xleena]

   Klo smiled at him politely, sensing the personality change. Lady Sicklo-- we need to figure who he is.. I have a bad feeling. Klo thought (Klo's and Sic's thoughts are linked with Sicklo's of course)
   'Okay! Thats good, keep it up. Try and breathe in the magic, breathe in as much as you can through your senses-- and it will get bigger!' She was pleased with Mask's progress, hoping she was wrong about him having a sinister other personality. She didn't want what she was teaching to be used for bad things.
   'Can you sense the magic particles? The more you focus on absorbing them, the easier it will be to identify them in the future!'She called out excitedly, it was nice being alive. She felt a little sad that eventually she would just become the magic casting part of Sicklo again. Trying not to think about it, she continued to observe her student.

   Sic lost her temper at being disarmed. The scythe dissolved back into Sic's bandages, and slithered back onto her hands. Sic leaped in the air, straight towards Rigor. It wasn't the dying Sic didn't like, it was the losing. The bandages reformed into a Claymore, overpowering Rigor to the floor.
   Sic stomped hard on Rigor's scythe hand, keeping her foot there; hoping it would be hurting her. It was however, a rookie mistake, Sic was too annoyed to realise Rigor could just grab her with her other hand. With a lack of realisation, she said 'Ha! I'll cut you up ya damn lizard!' raising her sword.

   Jensuno saw Katar slump in his arms, feeling a little relieved. He threw Katar away, as if he was like a sack of potatoes. Jensuno let Jay out of his cocoon, smiling brightly down at him. 'I need to go and help little lioness and bird-rabbit, just be a jiff--' Jensuno's eyes widened in horror at his mistake. He could still sense the spirit of Katar there-- he was still undead! Shooting around, he looked into Katar's eyes.

   Xleena screeched in agony 'SO CLOSE TO MASTER'S TARGET I WAS!' She kicked continuously at Asia, hoping this would weaken his attack. She could feel herself weakening from the amount being clawed out of her. Her breathing began to grow heavy, her kicks weaker.
   Her normal features were starting to show again-- but this wasn't a good sign-- it meant Xleena was dying again.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Rigor laughed hysterically as she was forced to the ground. The scythe was more defensive than offensive, so the claymore easily won the power struggle between them with ease. Se couldn't help but laugh.. She did feel the pain of her hand being stomped, and in truth, Sic broke a few fingers, but it was lost in laughter. Her cackles sounded like a madman... She was enjoying every moment. Her fingers breaking, the threat the half-divinity uttered, as true as it was. It was like one big joke, and the punchline was the loss of Sic's temper. As Sic raised her claymore for the kill, the dragoness saw wild opportunity and took it without hesitation as soon as if presented itself. She reached over and grabbed Sic's ankle with her other hand and pulled upward, making her teeter backwards. At the same time, she curled up, raising her tail and allowed it to wrap around Sic's neck as soon as she lost her balance, and pulled down with it taking Sic even further backwards until she landed on her hind claws. Rigor then grasped the half divinity with her hind claws and tossed her backward, making Sic land on her face when she released her tail. Rigor quickly took to her feet and grabbed her scythe with her tail as her fingers began popping themselves back into place, then darted to Sic, taking her scythe and placing the non bladed top of the blade into the back of her neck. She only allowed enough pressure to keep the half divinity down on the ground.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Mask held up his staff, and closed his eyes, giving off a brief flash before opening his eyes again. "I think I...just destroyed them...." a sad look crosses his eyes as his staff slips out of his hands and drops to the ground.