⇨ The Tourist Trap: WEEK 4 PT2

[ringleaders]

Who: Anyone and everyone!
When: October 31st, 2017 HALLOWEEN!
Where: The Count of Crow's Underground Realm
What: The displaced carnival members break into the Count of Crow's underground fortress, in the hope of taking control of the ritual and maybe saving Childermass's life.
Warnings: Violence, ritual blood letting, other stuff.

DAYS OF WINTER PT2↴ The night of hallow's eve has come, and there's no more time for waiting. As Portland begins enjoying the festivities of the night, you are tasked with something darker - you must find the Count's realm within Portland's underground tunnels, and fight off those that would stop you. The ritual will be starting soon, and once it's finished the very nature of this reality will be in the Winter Court's hands... the only choice is to intervene.

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[periphrasing]

Peridot catches Steven's eye right before it happens, her expression fearful. She wants to say something-- Probably something really dumb and fatalistic, like "take care of Lapis for me" or "make sure Amethyst gets custody of the rasta banana", but the hand strikes through before she can get anything out.

It's awful. Worse than any pain she's experienced before in her thousands of years of life, and she's fallen off of multiple cliffs, had huge metal machines dropped on her-- twice-- she's been squeezed until her form dissipated under the pressure, for pity's sake. All that? Doesn't even come close to this. Damage to a physical form is one thing, but this... This is like she's being stabbed through the very essence of what makes her a gem.

She doesn't scream. Instead, she gasps, and then makes a piteous wheezing sound, eyes unfocusing as she's swept up in a miasma of unimaginable pain.

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[lordofthering]

She can feel it when it breaks - it's the freedom to reach out, like she had so many times before. She can feel her own realm waiting for her, and for all the others. She delves into the remains of her power, reaching out across the city for all those that didn't make it to these gates. Phew. This is going to take a lot out of her. She's going to have to choose her last actions wisely.

The dragon raises her wings, calling out to her home, and claiming what is hers beneath her wings - as well as a few additional guests. In the next moment, all of them are gone, lost in a sea of a colour.