yogen | may missions

[ It's far above what a normal human would be capable of, enough to warrant the complaints and curses, but with some effort Dito will manage to avoid losing any pieces to its snapping maw. The creature's chest expands and constricts as its jaws open and close, making it difficult to maintain proper footing, but he'll manage to get his spear back. Blood spurts freely from the wound, decorating the floor and nearby furniture with a vibrant red, but while it's a hideous sight it doesn't seem to to have taken much damage.

From watching its movements thus far, Dito might be able to garner that it's powerful, sturdy, and has a high pain tolerance; however, these features all seem to be intended to compensate for the fact that its massive and disproportional physique make it slow and clumsy when compared to a seasoned fighter. It has spatial awareness despite its lack of eyes and ears, but it seems to act almost purely on instinct, swinging its arms out and snapping jaws that have far too many sets of razor sharp teeth.

But it's at least smart enough to know how to use the materials around it, as rather than immediately approach, it'll grab a nearby sofa with its massive hand to fling it at Dito.

There is nothing beneath the sofas, nor is there an obvious passageway. However, a section of the wall hidden behind one of them does seem to be a bit different than the rest . There's a slight different in coloration, and if she were to tap along the area she would find it to be hollow, and from there she can probably guess that there's something hidden behind it. ]

Hmm...

[ Nothing underneath. So, they're not going down any further it seems! It would've made for a good trap for the creature if they needed it, but Dito's got it, right? He'll dodge that sofa. Probably.

Bonnie won't know unless he yells loudly, since she's now focused on that wall. It was a little too obvious that the section was different, and it doesn't take her long to go right up to it. A secret passageway'd be fun enough for her, and while it probably wasn't a good idea to split up even further... oh well!

She gives the wall a bit of a knock, searching for a sweet spot... and provided she can't find a latch or something to get the wall to open, she's not going to have to resort to straight up kicking down the wall. ]

[ The wall doesn't seem to have a latch, but fortunately there's no need to kick it down either. It's sturdy enough to stay still, but a decent push on it will reveal it to be a revolving door! She is free to abandon Dito and leave him to his fate. Efficiency. ]

[ How convenient! It saves her a bit of energy, which she'll probably need whenever Midori gets her to do something else again. Bonnie takes a second to look back at the battle going on, then again at the wall.

Mmm, she really should stick around to see how this ends. Yet again, he's no use to anybody dead.

On the other hand. ]

Hey! I'll be back, try not to die, okay? ♪

[ Efficiency indeed. Midori did ask her to search for hidden secrets, and this is as hidden and secret as it gets! So, it's time to check behind the wall. ]

[ The door leads into a pitch black room, or more specifically a hallway. The light of the lantern won't go very far here, no more than a few feet ahead, as though the darkness were absorbing it. It seems to go on endlessly no matter how far she walks, and by time that becomes apparent the way back will already be lost. But as long as she keeps moving, she'll eventually reach the door at the end - one with a proper keyhole this time.

It will open easily with one of the keys that she was given earlier, and opens to reveal a large ante chamber. The room is as dark at the hallway. It's hard to tell in the relative darkness if it's empty or if the furniture is simply hidden, but what can be seen is the sparkling green gemstone hidden in the very back of the room. ]

[ It's not long before she reaches that point, where she's unable to see the path that she just came from. Bonnie only looked back once or twice, mainly to see if anything would follow her, but it didn't seem like anything was coming. Oh well.

Once she's at the door, it takes her a second to find the keys from before... and once she's in, she looks around. Augh, there has to be some kind of light switch here as well--

Except, that's immediately ignored.

What isn't is the gem that's waiting at the back of the room, glimmering, nearly calling out to her. ]

Ohh?! How beautiful!

[ It's a present just for her! Time to press on towards that gem then, traps be damned. ]

[ Unfortunately, the hallway was empty, but the dark room seems to have something within it. She'll feel and hear what seems to be the cracking and crunching of bones under her heels as she moves along, everything from delicate finger bones to crushed in skulls. The shadows themselves seem to shift around as she does so, each step drawing another slight response, but nothing that would impede her from collecting her bounty.

What a prize it is! There are two that await her, in fact. One is a lapis lazuli, a circular precious gemstone that's just the right size to fit into the slot in front of the west arrow in the front room. But it's likely the second item that will justify her trip down here, a reward for her bravery in the form of a large fabergé egg. It's warm to the touch, but there's nothing that suggests any danger.

The skeletal hand that grabs ankle, on the other hand, may be of some concern. ]

[ After the first step, she pauses for just a moment. An all too familiar crunch beneath her, and from the corner of her eye, some movement. Interesting. For the moment, she continues her focus on the treasure in front of her. Two things, even! It's too dark to really get a better look at the lapis lazuli, so she'll have to pluck that up and stash it for later.

In terms of that egg, she holds out her hands to reach for it, surprised slightly by the warmth... yet, not so much by the sudden movement and the grip on her ankle. Her voice simply drops an octave or two: ]

Hey, didn't anyone ever tell you it's rude to grab someone like that?

[ Her hands come off the egg, and she swivels a bit, stamping down at the bones beneath her. Just enough time for her to prepare herself and ready her basket. ]

[ Stamping it is effective! There's the pleasant crack and crunching of bone shattering beneath her, and the rattling of bones as the skeletal creature makes an effort to retreat. Unfortunately this doesn't go quite as intended, and judging by the sound it seems to be struggling to get itself up and off the ground - themselves? It sounds like there might be two of them trying to disentangle from each other actually. ]

Tch. Boneheads.

[ nobody's around to hear this but her. But she's still extremely proud of herself! Either way, if they're all tied up that means she'll have to make do with her initial plan! Which at this moment is grabbing hold of that egg and stuffing it into the basket, replacing it with one of her uzis.

Her goal's just to run and maybe fire back at anything following her, heading back the way she came. ]

[ god hears her and is proud of her, unlike the boy she's nailing it

Bonnie will be able to get out of the room without so much as a scratch! She'll be be busting a few skulls open, but while there seems to be a large number of them they're fortunately relatively weak and easily disposed of - so long as she doesn't let herself be caught and dragged down, she'll be safe. They will not leave the room. ]

... Ugly. Really fucking ugly.

[ dito mutters, especially as the blood spurts around and its chest stretches like a goddamn wound. it kind of interests dito honestly, the way it moves to viscerally without any real discernment.

oh, dito wants to cut into it so much more.

he's got a high pain tolerance, too.

there's a toothy, wide-mouthed grin from dito at this point as he backs off, pulling his spear out as he considers where to stab it next.

— he's not expecting the sofa, though. ]

Shit.

[ dito mutters as he attempts a dodge, ducking to the side and out of the way of the sofa but still really, really focused on the monster at hand.

a little too much, maybe, because he doesn't care what bonnie's doing at this point (even though he gives her a pointed glance, because really?), and he's going to fucking do that 20 minutes challenge. he can kill it, he thinks. he doesn't know what his motivation is here though, aside from simply being peeved by all the others right now.

yeah, that'll do it.

and the fact that he's not liking this thing. ]

Hey, ugly—

[ he's so set on that. and he's shallow.

he rolls his shoulder, positioning his spear forward again. ]

Come at me for real.

[ he's going to stand there a second to gauge its position, far more interested in its own movements than its furniture. midori's gone ranger's gone bonnie's gone...it's fine!!!!!! ]

[ It's fine, at least the monster is still here to keep him company.

It's mouth opens and closes causing teeth to clack together, massive chest rising and falling as though it were breathing. It's not very intelligent, but it has just enough of a mind to recognize that a person should not be able to stab it, nor to dodge a sofa. It crashes into the staircase behind him, the resulting bang mixing with the sound of wood cracking and splintering, the cushions falling to the ground behind it.

It pays no mind to its gaping wound as it rushes forward, quick relative to its size but far slower than a person such as Dito, swinging one massive arm out, long fingers reaching in what appears to be an effort to get a hold on some part of him, or at least to slam into him hard enough to throw him off balance (or clear across the room.) ]

[ the problem for dito is actually its size, considering dito isn't much for stature. it's his spear that gives him that additional range he desperately needs. dito's well aware he'll have a better time if he keeps rushing the thing himself, but he also wants to know how it acts.

y'know, to avoid getting injured too bad. possibly killed. that wouldn't be good. he thinks he's handled worse, but he usually isn't by himself... it's not like he can summon a damn angel in here, either.

so he attempts to circle a bit, not moving closer or further and still keeping that grip tight on his spear aimed at the creature. when it rushes, he thinks that the fingers are pretty gross; he definitely wants to avoid those.

he can stab through the arm, but he doesn't really want to be knocked off his feet if the arm keeps going regardless. he decides he should move in closer to the creature where the arm will miss but he can still impale it at the base of its arm, near wherever it's head is supposed to fucking be.

that's when he rushes forward—

—only to feel something off-level beneath his heel, eyes widening in surprise.

he trips on his own pda he'd kicked aside earlier, falling right on his back and elbows hitting the floor in his last ditch effort to keep his head from hitting the floor. at the cost of losing the grip on his spear. he can hear it clanging against the floor nearby. ]

Fuck.

[ he practically hisses the curse out, already moving to get his ass up as his heart rate rapidly picks up. ]

...

[ now what is this, walking in with dito on the floor playing damsel in distress causes midori to stare as if he's been mocked by dito's ability. the monster is supposed to be dealt with, dead, and organs splattered all over the floor.

instead, it's still running rampant.

he takes a slow breath, closing his eyes, and he glances down by his foot where the spear had slid to.

picking it up, he doesn't even spare a glance to ranger. ]

Edited 2022-06-05 15:00 (UTC)

[ This is the opposite of what they were supposed to come back to, but Ranger supposes it could be worse. As of right now, the only casualty seems to be a couch that appears to have been flung clear across the room, but far from ideal considering the person knocked to the ground is one of the two here that are equipped to handle what by all accounts appears to be a horror movie monster.

On the plus side, the monster doesn't have eyes, so it's unlikely to recognize Hiyori as the person who rudely kept turning the lights on and off. With that in mind, he's just going to stick his hand in Hiyori's pocket to see if there's anything of value in there before being quick to put a bit of distance between the two of them. ]

[ I hope this has been a valuable life lesson about the dangers of using your PDA as a rock.

Despite the gaping hole in it, the monster seems to be faring much better than the rest of the group, and the opportunity to take advantage of Dito's prone state isn't missed. By time he's started moving to get up the monster will already be grabbing him in its bone-crushingly tight grip. It's not unlike watching a toddler pick up a doll, right down to the part where it's first inclination seems to be sticking anything it can get its hands onto in its mouth. It prefers to start with the head, chomping it off at the neck, finding that it puts an abrupt halt to all the squirming and fidgeting that disturb it, and as such he's going to find himself staring directly at those dozens of sets of teeth inside of it.

Fortunately, the opening and closing of doors and the sound of footsteps is just enough to distract it, and its chest neck tilts as though it were looking up to see who'd joined them.

The group should probably figure something out before it bites his head off, especially since this is probably a three for the price of one sale as far as its concerned. ]

[ he can't break free or anything because my roll fucking sucks ass, but he sure is wriggling and kicking his feet. he's groaning and trying his best right now to reach for the dagger at his hip, but it's pretty futile when the monster has him so tight in its grip.

he only stops trying and widens his eyes again when he sees where the upper half of his body is headed. ]

No, no, no—

[ he starts struggling harder, trying to shift his weight (which isn't much, unfortunately) to kick at the monster or stop it with his feet. ]

Do not mishandle my things.

[ dito is disposable, expendable, and all other words that can put him in the grave, but at the very exact moment he's not too fond of his toy being abused. if anyone should be causing major harm it in fact has to be midori himself—- his eyes remain fixed on the sight before him, and between the squirming and razor sharp teeth crowned into a circle around its mouth, there's an immediate frown at the sight. ]

And as for you... I haven't given you permission to die yet.

[ there's more uses for him as he focuses on that rather than ranger digging in his coworker's pockets, but he is rewarded with a two bottles. one is a bottle of handmade cologne with the writing with love, from maple written on the front, and the other happens to be hand sanitizer with the little balls inside. those are now in ranger's possession.

with the spear in his right hand, he slowly lifts it up as his grip tightens around it. it's actually a disgusting weapon that's normally covered in blood and guts, but he doubts he'll have to feel the sensation for long knowing where it and his hand is going. something inside midori clicks, and his right hand shoots out with the spear being launched (along with his hand) towards the creature and dito like a rocket. now if it skewers dito, then he'll be fine, call it punishment for trying to die when midori didn't say so.

the target is to stab the monster through it's gaping mouth, hoping that the spear cuts clean through which should allow dito the chance to regain his weapon.

all at the expense of midori's hand.

lonnie voice: head or hand man, head or hand! ]

[ The kicking is annoying! This is why it starts with the head. Humans are far too noisy, they move far too much, and it doesn't like it none too much either! In fact, it proves to be distracting enough that its completely unaware of Midori's actions. The spear skewers Dito clean through the chest, which does break some of the momentum, but it has the intended effect of sinking into the delicate flesh in its mouth.

There's a blood curdling shriek loud enough to shatter eardrums and it stumbles back, stomping against the ground and flailing and groping as it stumbles back. Its grip finds the spear after a couple of steps, yanking the skewed Dito out of its mouth. It must be a sensitive area because the blood from the previous stab wound is nothing when compared to the fountain of blood that behinds to pour out once the wound is no longer stemmed, and it shudders violently as it collects itself.

But it's a creature that runs on instinct to start, so its next course of action is clear, and Midori would do well to think fast because both the spear and Dito are being thrown in his direction. Unfortunately, Midori's hand does not return to him with him. ]

Edited (i should probably clarify huh) 2022-06-06 03:18 (UTC)

[ Ranger doesn't want to be anywhere near anyone in this room right now! He can hold his own well enough, but a few good shots isn't exactly enough to take down an oversized monster that barely blinks when impaled, and he prefers a more indirect method. While the rest are distracted, he's going to slip around to the back, keeping hims movements as light and quiet as possible. He stuffs a torn piece of cloth into hand sanitizer as he moves along, then transfers it to the open cologne bottle before tucking the former back into his pocket and taking out a lighter instead.

It's probably dangerous to do something like this inside, isn't it? But, well, things are already going pretty wrong, and it's been awhile since things have been this interesting. That aside, he too finds himself irritated that it was trying to eat one of theirs. That sort of behavior just isn't acceptable.

He turns the bottle over in his hand once to make sure everything is right. Maple probably didn't intend for it to be used this way, but maybe she'll accept that her love protected Hiyori. Either way, that's a problem for the future, and for now the click of the lighter is no doubt drowned out in all the commotion, as is the flame that bursts to life when he touches it to the bottle, and Ranger wastes no time in throwing his makeshift weapon at the irritated, pained, and possibly soon aflame monster. ]

[ dito had barely registered midori and ranger's presence again, all things considered. that being the ugly, toothy mouth that's a little too close to his head for comfort.

oh, he's sick. he's wondering what he can do possibly delay the annoyance of having to deal with a major (maybe fatal?) injury. at least until he hears a familiar voice, even if he isn't really fixated on it because goddammit he's about to lose his head to this fucking thing.

at least that's what he's thinking, until he feels the sudden sharp pierce of his own spear delving through his chest.

hell, he thinks he hears it before he even feels it — the sound of it rapidly hitting through flesh, the dull pain that permeates a bit too slowly for him to full comprehend what's happening. that is, until he looks down and sees his own spear impaled through him.

fan-fucking-tastic.

he groans more in frustration than pain as he winces one eye closed, hands moving down to grab at the base of his spear that's presently pierced through the front of him as he continues to struggle, thinking maybe he can pull the spear out himself and keep on.

but he doesn't end up having any time to pull it out, because suddenly he's getting thrown across the room. he hears the thing screeching in pain at least, registering a flash of light in the corner of his eye, but dito's really not focusing on much aside from noticing it. he's far more focused on his own spear that's currently skewered through him. ]

[ dito is like 4'3" honestly, but 6'4" with the spear impaled through his body that's being thrown in his direction. his hand didn't come back (unfortunately), and this means after this he'll have to make himself a new one. when add returns, he'll thank him for the supply of synthetic flesh waiting for him.

midori takes a few steps back as the smell of alcohol and cologne burning captures his attention for only a moment, and while the monster will probably have a disgusting, bitter taste in its mouth if ranger manages a hole-in-one (of course, why wouldn't a nineteen allow for it)? then in midori's favor, he'll out stretch his arms to properly catch dito in a more bridal style manner. this is not what he was foreseeing as of today, but it's at this moment he holds onto his ratdog before promptly dropping him on the floor in front of him.

ranger cast the first stone at the glass house,so the monster shouldn't be focused on them for now. ]

Dito.

[ only midori can do these things and break his toys, but seeing him in such a state gives him such an unpleasant feeling. he truly can't stand knowing pain came from another source, and one that the other will keep his mind on for the majority of their time here. ]

Let me help you.

[ taking a step forward, he steps on the disciple's chest beneath him to keep him in place, eyes sparing a glance before looking towards the monster. he twists the spear at first, and there's the thick smell of blood in the air as he forces the weapon to slide out of dito's body before dropping it onto his chest. ]

[ The chestmouth monster is now on fire.

The monster catches the molotov cocktail directly in its mouth. It bursts with the sound of shattered glass and the crackling of flames as sharp teeth snap down on it, filling the air with a disgusting mixture of gore, burning flesh, alcohol and too-strong perfume. The flames spread through its mouth and where the liquid had splattered and formed trails, and the fact that it's still standing and more irritable than ever is a testament to how sturdy it is.

It's movements are growing more sluggish and clumsy, weaker than they had been before as blood pools on the floor beneath it from the injuries that weren't immediately cauterized, and it seems likely that it's nearly death, but it's to still be able to lunge and take a swing at Ranger, who has successfully grabbed its undivided attention. Think fast. ]

[ The good news is that the action has the intended effect. The bad news is that it has the intended effect.

Ranger is nothing if not quick, seeming to appear and disappear at a moment's notice as needed, but he wasn't quite expecting to step on the PDA that's still on the floor. He doesn't quite trip, but it does throw him off balance as it skids to the side to await its next victim, but that's just enough of a delay to get catch by that punch and thrown back - as if this wasn't enough of a circus - and slam into one of the nearby armchairs right by the entrance to the west wing. The chair topples over and crashes to the floor with Ranger in tow before rolling off of it.

He's probably fine. ]

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