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<b>Homura and Madoka</b>
Suzuki: "I'm glad you.. Understood..."
<i>are the last words she would ever say. Suzuki's soul gem shatters gracelessly, Homura's sword piercing through the wirey seed that had begun to form within. Or perhaps it had always been there? No one could say. There's no reaction, for there's nothing around to react, merely the quiet dripping of blood as Suzuki's long dead body finally stopped working.
It was utterly silent except for those two. Nothing here anymore, nothing to be done but to continue downward, into the dungeon.</i>
<i>The creature seems to struggle against the chains at first, but it finds itself unable to act. Stuck in place, once more. When Sonomi starts to approach the creature it seems... Confused, more than anything else.
Confusion that's shared by the observer outside, who voices her objection</i>
Risako: "A.. What are you doing? Those things are dangerous!"
<i>However, when Sonomi comes up to hug the creature, it doesn't resist. It doesn't think... It merely... Leaks. Something like tears leak from the creature's eyes as it weeps. Of course, it always wanted friends. More and more, there were never enough. Nothing could ever be enough.
But even if it was only a gesture, it meant something. It was satisfying, to receive the warmth a Witch was always denied. But of course, it was a monster in the end.
The rooftop-like barrier seems to shift and fade away. The creature with a smile fading with it.
In its place comes a more... Confusing area. It seems to shift every second, but its always a location that Sonomi would recognize. its almost like the world is probing, watching for their reactions.
Whatever the theme, the location would remain the same, a fairly small room? Far smaller than the rooftop earlier had suggested. The room is largely empty.
Empty, save for the one girl standing near the area's entrance. Risako.. Wasn't entirely sure what to think of what just happened, so the nervous girl simply pauses for a moment... Unwilling or unable to comment.</i>
<i>The creature pauses for a moment, growing more nervous at all the sudden questioning. Wondering what or how it had done something wrong. It didn't really understand what Damon was talking about. How could it? It wasn't in their nature to understand.
Regardless, there's no intelligible answer to Damon's question. After a few second's pause, the creature walks forward again, picking up its pace to get within arms reach of Damon....
So it can present him something small. It would be a familiar object, though one not nearly as useful as the umbrella he had earlier. It was still a small gift. The creature grows more nervous in anticipation of his reaction.</i>
OOC: Bumping up for a bit. Y'know, I'm actually kinda glad to have to do this since it means there are actually a ton of people making new threads. And that's pretty cool
<b>Madoka and Homura</b>
Suzuki: "hehehe, hehehAhahahaah."
<i>The girl closes her eyes and laughs for a few seconds, though there's no sense of joy left in her voice. Once she's done, the bloodied girl lets out a sigh. It didn't really matter anymore anyways, and perhaps if they understood the depths of her mistakes....</i>
Suzuki: "No... No.. Everyone's dead, and its all my fault... Hehehe.. What a cruel joke."
<i>Suzuki looks back up, staring Homura in the eyes. Her eyes are much more relaxed now, that of someone who'd finally given in to the inevitable. There was never a point in resisting anyways.</i>
Suzuki: "Kurumi-Senpai's been a Witch for years now. But she was such a docile... Harmless thing... I could never hurt her... They were the only thing that mattered to me."
<i>tears begin to form in Suzuki's eyes as her soul gem continues darkening, half-full now from the combined stress of maintainence and her emotional state</i>
Suzuki: "So I kept her. She grew... And grew..... I know she never wanted to hurt anyone. She'd never want to live like this... But I did it anyways... Now its all I can do to keep her asleep."
<i>A tear leaks from the girl's eye and drops downward onto her Soul Gem, which by now had only a few glimmers of light left within. Still, the girl seems to be smiling</i>
Suzuki: "At least we'll be together. Monsters to bring an end to this loathsome existence."
<b>Why do those names sound familiar?</b>
<i>Despite its small size, the humanoid figure seems entirely unaffected by Sonomi's wind, as if it weighed far more than anything of its size and flexibility should.
At the very least, Sonomi's wind is able to uproot the creature's whip from the ground, bringing it up into the air. However, it adjusts its movement like a living creature, instead of going after her from below, the whip arcs above and over their shield.
The creature itself steps back for a second, shaking its head as it tries to sort out its thoughts. but its not completely disoriented, or defenseless. Rather, it comes back furiously, dashing directly for Sonomi, heedless of the wind</i>
<b>You're never leaving, you can't. Just a few more.. A few more and I won't have to...</b>
<i>However, the creature's assault is halted by the appearance of golden chains which seem to form out of the ground itself in order to wrap around its chest and prevent its movement. Though Sonomi can't see anyone, she can hear Risako's familiar voice in her head</i>
R: <b>S.. Sonomi? I'm glad I could find someone. Just... Get rid of the familiar. We don't have much time now..</b>
<i>The creature pauses, gazing back at Damon with its blank eyes. Though no words are exchanged, he can tell its begun to calm down, the fear and anxiety isn't nearly as intense as when Damon had first entered the room.
After a few seconds of not moving, the creature tilts its head and looks at Damon's umbrella. It seems happier seeing that Damon was still holding onto the tool. The creature gives Damon an inquisitive glance, before beginning to walk towards him again.</i><div class='edited'>(edited by Suzuki_Kuroi)</div>
<b>Madoka and Homura</b>
<i>Suzuki pauses for a moment in surprise. How could she not? Being called out like that. It’s only a moment but it’s more than long enough for a Homura to move past her strings, which are far too slow to catch up and defend their master.
So in an instant, Suzuki loses her right arm, with a spear of darkness impaled into her chest. The strings around the girl slowly retreat back into her body, recalling Valencia as her body is covered in blood</i>
Suzuki: “hehehe... Of course. A Demon Lord’s purpose is to be slain by the hero in the end. By becoming the evil, I’d draw out one meant to save the world.”
<i>Suzuki has a brief coughing fit while her opalescent soul gem, hidden just below the throat, rapidly descends info blackness</i>
Suzuki: “but of course... There are no heroes in this world. It was stupid from the start.”
<i>As the girl continues, she locks gazes with Homura, eyes deadened since the day she was born while her soul gem half-fills with curses and adds</i>
Suzuki: “So go ahead and do it. We’re all dead anyways.”
<b>You can hear me?</b>
<i>The creature almost seems surprised, giving Sonomi the opportunity to grab its whip. However, the creature’s weapon simply dematerializes according to it’s user’s will. Sonomi would find herself with a few pricks on her hand from the weapon’s hidden barbs as the creature dives to the ground.
Though it would feel the reverberations from Sonomi’s blast, the creature’s expression never changes.</i>
<b>Of course I’m not a Witch, Witches are evil. But it’s so empty here....</b>
<i>The creature’s whip rematerializes for it to swing into the ground. The whip burrows through the roof, revealing a field of colors within the concrete as it rapidly advance towards Sonomi in an attempt to grapple her again</i>
<b>If I just had a few more friends I wouldn’t feel so empty</b>
<i>The creature initially recoils in shock, wondering if it did something wrong before rapidly approaching Damian once more as he backs away towards the door. They couldn’t let him go, big anymore. Then they’d be alone again, and the creature hates being alone.
Grasping around, all Damian finds at hand are his red string at the tool he picked up earlier, be it magical in nature or not. I’m not describing it because I have no idea what sort of tools Damian might be familiar with and am thus giving you freedom to decide</i>
<b>Madoka and Homura</b>
Suzuki:"How is this so hard to understand?"
<i>Suzuki lets out an almost-pained sounding chuckle as she covers much of her face with her hand. She wasn't immune to mental effects, but it was little more than a nuisance for her. The girl takes a second to adjust before she continues</i>
Suzuki: "I'm a monster, of course my thoughts are disgusting. If left alone I'll simply ruin more lives. In fact, in only a few more days I'll end everything, this city, this country. I might even manage to destroy this whole tainted world."
<i>Suzuki looks back up with the corners of her mouth turned up in some attempt to smile. Still, she doesn't seem to be able to manage it, as if stuck in some sort of limbo.
However, this limbo doesn't seem to be enough to stop her. If she can't easily discern her foes, the solution is simple. Chase down all of them. What was at first only three solid strings from Valencia, branch out into six, then twelve, then twenty-four, all changing direction to chase Madoka and Homura. Though most of the strings would miss, this only serves to make fleeing more difficult.</i>
Suzuki: "If you're really going to stop me, then fight me already!"
<i>comes the girl's final, frustrated shout.</i>
<i>Risako? Turns around at the sound of Damon's teary-eyed voice. The figure's face is not that of the nervous girl he knew, but closer to that of a porcelain theater mask, its mouth twisted downwards in an exaggerated frown while marks resembling tears flow from the creature's mouth.
The creature's crying sounds cease as it grows more nervous, glancing around the mostly empty GYM as if afraid that it might be ambushed. But of course, there was nothing to ambush the Witch, after all this was its abode.
After a few seconds, the creature approaches Damon, still wearing the guise of Ruriko. Though it cannot speak, it almost seems desperate, reaching out to grab his arm.</i>
<i>The figure turns around to face Sonomi. However, the creature has a porcelain theater mask in place of a face, one with its mouth turned up in an exaggerated grin. It almost seems excited as a long, dark-red whip materializes in its left hand before coiling around their right[/b]
[b]Be careful this time. We don't want them to run.</i>
<i>The creature makes a flying leap forward, covering half the ground between it and Sonomi in an instant before lashing out at Sonomi with its whip which aims to wrap around Sonomi's chest in order to grab hold of her</i>
<b>Madoka and Homura</b>
<i>With Sonomi gone, the pair find their path forward down the staircase blocked by Suzuki's strings, a familiar silvery barrier created by Suzuki's witch. The girl looks away for a moment, the wings on her costume seeming to stretch towards the wall behind her as she speaks</i>
"You would have me fight my every impulse? As one who's witnessed my true nature, you should know it to be a foolish endeavor."
<i>Silvery strands begin to expand from Suzuki's wings, wrapping around the girl's neck, winding tighter and tighter like a noose as the creature forms behind her. Though the noose winds itself impossibly tightly, far too tightly for Suzuki to breathe, the girl's expression is nothing but that of comfort.
As for "Valencia" itself, it begins weaving itself along Suzuki's wings as a silver coating before splitting off, weaving together into a shape resembling a scarf. However, it almost seems to have become more complete, gaining patterns that could be described as eyes.</i>
"A true magical girl is a symbol of hope and purity in an unforgiving world."
<i>Having regained her composure, Suzuki looks down upon Homura and Madoka once more.</i>
"There's nothing tragic about refuse revealing their true nature. None of them would have become Witches if they were true Magical Girls. Instead they sought after their own petty desires and were devoured by them."
<i>With a wave of her arm, Suzuki sends a dozen strings aimed in a straight line at Madoka and Homura, demolishing the portion of the staircase behind them. The large pit between the three combatants prevents the attack from coming out too suddenly. However, they may need to be careful not to fall.</i>
<i>Sonomi finds herself falling for a few minutes into what seemed like empty space. The girl is given a fair amount of time to gather her thoughts as to what happened.
Once she's steeled herself for what's to come, Sonomi finds herself dropping down onto a rooftop. Looking around, she'd notice it to be the roof of her school, though something seems off, all the buildings seem to be smaller, more distant. It was a few years before she'd remember the place, but the school would remain familiar enough to be easily recognizable.
The rooftop is empty, lacking a fence or any other notable obstructions.
Save for one. A girl who looked to be around the same age Suzuki is now, whose long, purple hair curls out towards the end despite any attempts to tame it, stands near the edge looking over the city skyline.</i>
<i>Damon hears his own voice echoing throughout the school, a sound with no response save the distant sobbing. It seemed his backup wasn't going to come.
Forced on his own, Damon makes his way to the gym. As Damon cracks the door open, he sees what seems like a rainbow of light, a scattering of color leaking through the doorway before calming down, transmuting into a dull series of grays.
With the door open, Damon finds the gym to be largely empty, a black void with only a single light signifying the center of a massive area.
Within the light, Damon finds Risako's form, kneeling with their head in their hands and crying, the faint sounds of her sobbing echoing in Damon's mind.
However, he feels something strange, rather than the girl's usual nervousness, and greater than any sorrow that could be felt, is a crushing sense of loneliness, as a void that would never be satisfied.</i>
<b>Madoka, Homura, and Sonomi</b>
<i>Suzuki calmly, almost emotionlessly stares down Sonomi as she replies. Her voice is as calm and even as ever, after all it was merely a statement of fact. A statement she'd heard many times before, and was likely to hear again.But it didn't matter, after all there was nothing to be done about it.</i>
Suzuki: "Of course I'm making things worse. That's what a demon does. Their very nature permeates every aspect of their existence."
<i>Still, the girl's gaze falters, just for a moment, brought back to painful memories of a long-gone past. Though Sonomi wouldn't know who it was, she gets the impression of a girl not much older than she is now
<b>You don't have to listen to them y'know. I'd rather ya decide for yerself. Besides, your smile's way cuter.</b>
But of course, this does little to calm Suzuki. Rather, shelets out a huff, almost seeming to twitch in her fury.</i>
"This is the real me. Suzuki-senpai's true major. All that training was little more than a way of drawing out your potential. Like fattening a lamb."
<b>I can't go through this again. Lets just end it before I can change my mind.</b>
<i>Suzuki makes a pained expression almost resembling a grin as she snaps her fingers. At her command, a series of silvery springs spring up out of the staircase, separating Sonomi from the other two</i>
"Truth is, I was going to feed you to her anyways. Goodbye, Sonomi."
<i>Suzuki closes her eyes as the floor collapses under Sonomi, separating her from the others for good, falling into a pit for what seems to be forever, the spiraling staircase leaning away from her as she falls down, down... Down...</i><div class='edited'>(edited by Suzuki_Kuroi)</div>
"A walking curse who brings nothing but misery. A demon lord whose nature is nothing but slaughter. No matter how much one resists..."
<i>The Suzuki clone pauses for a moment, burying its face in its hand as it begins to laugh... A few seconds later, the clone looks back up, its face contorting into an inhuman grin, baring its fangs in a hideous caricature of the person. The monster lunges forward, only to be struck through by a set of three silver strings emerging from the right wall and dissolve into nothing
Madoka and Homura were familiar with these strings of course, the weapons of Suzuki's Doppel that threatened its targets very existence.</i>
"No one can defy themselves."
<i>The illusion of Suzuki's apartment building melts away into nothingness around the group, leaving them hanging in the air of a Labyrinth.
The trio find themselves on one set of stone stairs at the edge of a pit that seemed to go downwards forever, deeper into the dungeon. Like the hallway before it, the stone walls maintain an almost eerie realism, with a torch lit up every few feet to provide light in an otherwise blackened abyss.
Opposite the three lies another set of stairs identical to their own. two separate paths spiraling downward into the abyss.
These stairs are occupied by a familiar silver-haired girl who almost seems to be ignoring them, choosing to walk downwards instead.
Though the three could easily recognize Suzuki, her outfit had definitely changed, not her careless casual outfit, or practical Magical girl one, but rather a long, black, feathered dress adorned with blackened wings.
Homura might note the resemblance to another, more terrifying girl who proclaimed herself a demon, though Suzuki lacks their oppressive, unnatural aura.
Though she almost seemed close enough that they might reach out and touch her, the space between them is quickly filled with an image of the planet. It starts normal, but as the planet spins the group would notice a few dark spots scattered around</i>
"This whole world is tainted, filled with hatred, misery, rage. One cannot clear a curse with more curses, that merely causes them to propagate grow."
<i>As Suzuki speaks, the dark spots begin to grow, soon covering the planet's image in a thick, black mist.</i>
"It takes a pure heart, one who can persevere through the darkness yet emerge untainted. A soul that could soothe even a demon's chaotic heart."
<b>Yet such a thing could never exist in this world.</b>
<i>Soon, a single spark of light can be seen in place of the city of Tokyo, at first the light spreads, clearing away the "curses" that had long since covered the image.</i>
"But that was her one mistake. For a demon's nature is to destroy, no matter how much they try to resist."
<i>The image of the world fades away, leaving only Suzuki holding the faint light in her hand. The girl holds the light gently, like a precious, fragile piece of glasswork. Only to crush it in her hand and continue downwards into the dungeon.</i>
"Still, if this is what you consider maturity, perhaps it was for the best things ended up this way."
<b>I don't have any time left to wait.</b>
<i>Suzuki grins, letting out a low, hollow-sounding laugh. It was ridiculous in a way, the mere suggestion that she'd....</i>
<b>Your teacher could never be strong enough to do such a thing</b>
"If you're so curious, perhaps you would like to meet Kurumi-senpai? It doesn't really matter if you don't. Feel free to try your hardest, slay the demon lord and save everyone you love."
<b>At least I wouldn't have to see it end.</b>
<i>Suzuki glares specifically at Homura, a vile-looking smirk crossing her face. They were the more violent one after all, it seemed like an honest question.</i>
"Isn't that what you came for?"
<b>M, H, and S</b>
<i>Homura and Madoka’s tornado shreds through the Suzuki-familiar as if it were made of paper. The group can catch a glimpse of its true form, resembling a cardboard cutout of a spider, before even that is shredded in the wind.
The Suzuki on their opposite side, safe from this carnage, glares at Homura specifically, practically spitting out her words</i>
“And What could you possibly know about her?”
<i>The Suzuki familiar lets out a huff, brushing a few stray hairs from her face as she continues</i>
“I made a wish knowing it wouldn’t change anything. After all I’ve been a walking curse since the day I was borne.”
<i>Finally, the familiar’s eyes glance down at Sonomi, a glimpse of disgust</i>
“Now you’ve been tainted too. There’s nothing pure in this world.”
<i>The first locker Damon reaches for seems to begin opening before he’s even touched it. Within the locker he finds a tool he’s already familiar with, perhaps something that would ensure he’s not defenseless. However, doesn’t it almost seem too easy?
Nothing else would change, there’re still the same areas as the previous post, with faint crying sounds emanating from the school’s gym</i>
<b>Madoka, Homura, Sonomi</b>
<i>Suzuki gives a slight grin as the girl brushes her hair out of her eyes. She slowly shakes her head with her eyes closed.</i>
Suzuki?: "Its nice to see you're coming around to my title. To think you hated it at first. Ah well."
<i>Suzuki?: snaps her fingers, and the walls seem to come to life, what had been part of the wallpaper peeling itself off and changing shape until there's another Suzuki blocking off the other side of the hallway</i>
Suzukis: "You didn't really think I'd come to investigate this myself did you? These are nothing more than pets of mine, familiars trained to take on my shape."
<i>The two Suzukis give a smile, leaning their head on one hand before adding</i>
Suzuki: "I never did give you many quizzes did I Sonomi? How's this one, what's the nature of my lovely assistant Mihmeh. Though I suppose you two might remember her better."
<i>The Suzukis split their view between Madoka and Homura, the two who'd seen the referred to Witch the most often.</i>
Risako: "I'm not so..."
<i>The girl doesn't get much of a chance to protest before she's through the portal, with Damon following behind.
at first, the portal is dark, as if Damon had simply thrown himself into an abyss... But a few seconds later, the world begins to form around him. It was bizarre, in the sense that it was perfectly normal. Though every labyrinth he'd visited previously had been crazy in some way, this one looked like
a perfectly ordinary high school, if one a little outdated.
Damon finds himself in the middle of a room full of lockers near the school's entrance, with a stairway leading up straight ahead, and a hallway to each of his sides.
Looking back, Damon would find that there's simply nothing outside the school, not even the blackness of a void. An absence beyond the absence of light, if you will.
Risako is nowhere to be found, however the pressure from earlier seems to have lifted entirely. Replaced only by a single "sound", though sound didn't quite seem to be the way to describe it. More the idea of crying, emenating from the left hallway, towards the school's gym.</i>