Shadowfall

[Percival]

(Actually, that might actually work, assuming that the acid isn't so powerful that it doesn't boil the instant it touches a different fluid.)

Edited February 10, 2014 by Pecival

[Blewcheese]

(That's the point of him using a blood wall, silly.)

[Will]

Dark Will realizes that Fabrico is still alive, but is quickly dying. He curses to himself, and retrieves a vial of purple liquid and an empty syringe from his pack. He runs over to Fabrico.

"I don't know if you can hear me right now, but I think I might be able to save you. This is diluted monster essence. It will temporarily turn you into a monster. I think it might save you as one of the characteristics is that your blood turns to venom. I honestly don't know if it will work. Are you fine if I try this?"

Edited February 10, 2014 by Will

[Percival]

The snake lashes around furiously, the poison from the Mother afflicting it slightly. However, this only serves to anger it even more, although the serpent does seem to have diluted reflexes. Lashing, the fangs try to bite into neighboring tentacles, oblivious to the wounds appearing on it's scales.

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Fabrico felt more relaxed, his mind slowly shutting down. The pull behind was becoming too great, and he had an urge to completely let go of his mental tether, to fall into the twilight in this mental world...

 

And he let go, a sensation slowly enveloping, as if he was lying on the surface of a viscous fluid, the inability to breathe slowly emerging.

[Will]

"****, he's gone unconscious!"

Dark Will fills the syringe with the liquid, and injects it into Fabrico. He steps back, and prays that it works.

Edited February 10, 2014 by Will

[Battal]

The Mother, unable to handle both the group and the snake all at one, unwraps her millepede, giving the group a clear shot at her injured support tentacles.  The millepede throws Will off Fabrico, then skitters towards the snake.  It wraps around the serpent, hissing and biting and wrestling with it.  The snake dealt with, she turns back to the group. 

"You have ruined my fun, you pathetic humanssssss!"

 

Then, in a softer voice-

 

"It hurtssss...ssssso much..."

[Blewcheese]

The remains of the blood wall floats back to Pops' palms, levitating slightly. His eyes glance back and forth from each tentacle, until he shoots out a blade of blood at one of them.

[Will]

Dark Will rises to his feet, and draws his dagger.

"This... is... over!"

Dark Will leaps toward the millipede that Pops did not shoot at, and slashes straight through the millipede.

[Battal]

The millepede quickly tries to dodge Will's blade; but not quickly enough.  The sword passes straight through a slit in the insect's carapace like a knife through flaming butter.   The millepede screeches in agony as it is split in two, one side writhing in agony, the other sliding limply over the edge of the chasm.  The Mother screams as well, as Pop's blades break the supporting tentacles with ease.  The Mother drops, but stops; a single, small tentacle has wrapped around one of the frayed remains.

 

"Pleassssse...no..."  The Mother whimpers, in too much pain to say any more.

[Blewcheese]

Pops snarls and narrows his eyes. "We might spare you. If you tell give us information. If like to ask you some questions."

[Battal]

(Darn.  I was expecting you to just kill her.)

[Blewcheese]

(OH SNAP IM SO UNEXPECTED WHOOO)

Pops looks at The Mother square in the eye. "First, tell me about The Warden. What are it's weaknesses?"

[Battal]

"Hurtsss...hurtsss...hurtsss..."

 

The Mother seems incapable of speech.

[Blewcheese]

Pops growled menacingly.

"It'll hurt a hell of a lot more if you don't talk."

The blood wells around Pops' hands.

[Battal]

"Pain...hurtsss...heart...life...."

[Blewcheese]

"You test my patience, beast. Speak, god damnit!"

The blood travels towards the remaining tentacle, hovering threateningly above it."

[Battal]

"Heart...blood...life...beat...death...hurtssss...."

 

Tears drip out of the Mother's eye.  They drip into the chasm, their rhythmic plonking breaking the relative silence.

[Percival]

The snake slithers slowly, hindered by the venom in its blood. No noticeable wounds or bite marks appear to be on the skin of the snake. It appears it can regenerate tissue very quickly, though unable to create antivenin. Its beady eyes seem more red, darker then the blue tint from before.

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Fabrico's enveloping suffocation grew insurmountable, the world slowly becoming red, as if blood was spilling out of the capillaries in his eyes. Slowly losing the ability to exist, he closed his mind, hoping it would be over.

 

All of a sudden, a piercing thought rushes to his head that has nothing to do with the insanity, the darkness of it all; he had forgotten to tell the serpent to escape and not harm the group after attacking the tentacles. Now, helpless in helping them, he quickly tries to forge a mental link, an imaginary chain that would pull him out of the abyss, but to no avail. He would have no more power. The darkness closes in on him, chanting whispers of insanity and death.

 

"He's consumed by the darkness he bore,

He shall never wake up anymore,

For he used all the strength he could hold

Now his body is finally cold."

Edited February 10, 2014 by Pecival

[Will]

Dark Will looks on at The Mother, and opens his pack. He pulls out the vial of monster essence, which has about one fourth left in it. He jumps up in front of The Mother's eye-mouth. He uncorks it, and pours it in. He leans in to it, and whispers.

"This should help you a little. Tell us, and I promise I'll come back and restore you to good health."

[Battal]

The monster blood seems to have absolutely no effect on the Mother, as she continues quietly rambling.

 

"Heart...beat...life...hurtsss..."

[Percival]

(Mind if I murder you all inflict damage on all of your characters? If this book is correct, when the snake doesn't have any goal or command implanted in its mind, it will retaliate and attack anything moving, as it requires constant sustenance. Of course, it will die a few days later, as it will never be able to feed its blood lust.)

[Will]

(Sure, I'm game. Remember Violet is already injured.)

[Battal]

Go ahead.

[Blewcheese]

(Okay. I am prepared.)

Pops narrows his eyes at the Mother, prepared to kill it. But would he? He hesitated, drawing back slightly.

[Percival]

The serpent looks at the group, slithering with more stamina and speed. It stares with a steely glare, widening its mouth slowly, exposing all of its fangs and smaller teeth. It appears that the snake is no longer docile towards the group.

Edited February 10, 2014 by Pecival