Roxana's gaze looks briefly hurt when Hot Pants yells for Vegeta to knock her out, though it's probably hard to see with an armful of dying teenager, she doesn't try to stab Bubblegum again when she approaches, the two of them managing to tear the tendril from the throat and letting her fall to her knees with a gasp, ] I am not refracting. She's the threat— she transformed—
[ "She"—?
But Roxana doesn't get anymore out when Vegeta suddenly slams her tendrils against the ground and begins floating in the air. ]
Shut up! I'm gonna bury you in the ground, you traitor!
[ Her tendrils suddenly flash out in every direction, crashing into walls and dislodging rocks (again) from the ceiling. Bubblegum manages to avoid both the rocks and the seaweed with the power of lesbians, but Kazunari, not having yet honed his lesbian instincts, isn't so lucky. Three tendrils of seaweed cut through his body like blades, slamming him against the closest wall and pinning him there.
Hot Pants and Kumon also managed to dodge the tendrils, but they're not quite fast enough to escape boulder coming crashing from above. Kumon notices it first, and he manages to shove most of Hot Pants out of the way before it pins him to the ground, knocking out the last of his strength. ]
[The mind is reeling. She feels like she's back in a scene that feels ages ago, falling among floating metal, blood everywhere, a young girl in danger and-]
[No. No. Focus. She's here. Not there. Vegeta rises in the air, and everything falls - she's about to take Kumon with her, but instead, the young man pushes her, and she stumbles back.]
No-!
[Who to help? Who to save? She's gritting her teeth, and then turning to Vegeta.]
Calm! DOWN! [She's pushing the boulder - or at least trying to - off of Kumon.] Please! Nobody needs to attack anyone here, regardless of refracted or not-! STOP!!
[ it's vegeta's scream that finally startles kazunari out of it just in time for his body to light up with pain as he's pinned against the wall. he's stunned for a moment, dizzy and barely processing what just happened.
but he sees kumon get hit by that boulder, panic and fear blasting from the emotion link. ]
K-Kumopi...!
[ he promised he'd get them both home, this can't be happening, he has to get over somehow--
he tries to grasp onto these tendrils, maybe to pull them out. ]
[ well, since they managed to get the tendrils off of roxana, pb will continue her job here done.
she tries to ignore the feelings that hot pants and kazunari are giving out, as well as her injuries, and will instead move to stumble back to her feet. right now there's only really one thing she has to focus on. ]
Marceline! Snap out of this-- no one has betrayed you.
[ Hot Pants does her best to move the boulder from Kumon, and she manages to eek it off to the side, but not without shifting the pressure so that it crushes his ribs as she shifts it away from his spine. He lets out the best garbled scream that he can with his cut airways, but his emotions do the speaking for him: searing pure agony throughout the entire space before he mercifully falls unconscious again.
The sudden spike of pain is enough to disorient Vegeta—or rather, Marceline—her tendrils going slack and giving Kazunari the chance to slip down from the wall.
Her eyes are fixed on Bubblegum, torn between anger and grief. ]
Why are you acting like I'm the problem? She's the one who tried to kill me. Even when Kumon tried to stop her...
[ But for a moment, it seems like she can let that go.
At least until Roxana darts past Bubblegum, the knife edge of her cane aimed toward Marceline's throat. She doesn't reach her target before thick tendrils of seaweed slam against her side, sending Roxana flying into Kazunari.
It knocks the wind out of her, but she rebounds quickly, looking at Hot Pants, ] We must stop her! [ Before readying another attack. ]
[She has to focus. Please. Focus. The pain. The agony. Her brother is screaming-. Focusfocusfocusfocusfocus-]
AGH!
[She lets out a yell, twisting on Roxana now - and she can't help it. She's running forward, throwing herself at the other woman to try to grasp her wrist. They need to stop fighting. They need to stop fighting, NOW.]
You have to stop! None of you are in your right minds-!!! [She's struggling, her grasp tightening.] Please, Roxana, listen to me-!
[ that scream is going to stay with him forever, the agony making kazunari's sight go red for just a moment - and then the tendrils loosen. he stumbles to the ground.
he has to get up, get to kumon, make sure he's okay.
kazunari makes it back to his feet somehow, just in time for roxana to slam into him and throw him back down. ow? ow. everything hurts and he's barely been injured at all; how do you guys do this stuff regularly?!
with roxana rebounding and preparing another attack, hot pants taking care of that, and bubblegum being a big, beautiful lesbian, he's going to try to get to kumon and check on him to at least see if he's alive.
[ it's directed at roxana, but then marceline manages to block the attack... but at what cost, since kazunari just got wrecked.
bubblegum's head is still spinning, and she's not sure if it's because of her stomach or the fact that her head hurts or what. and the sound of kumon's scream is echoing in her head? her emotion is nothing but stressstressstress, but she'll try very hard to ignore that to try to get closer to marceline. ]
[ Emotions are high, even without Kumon broadcasting stark spikes of pain, Marceline and Roxana only add to the adrenaline of the situation. A swirl of betrayal, anger, jealousy and fear.
It's overwhelming, but when Hot Pants grabs Roxana, she looks peaceful for a moment, remorse etched into her expression. Her voice is as beautiful as ever when she answers, ] I am sorry. I wish there was a kinder way, but I cannot afford to perish here.
[ She swings her cane to bury it in Hot Pants' leg, but maybe it's a second of hesitation or maybe it's the way a tendril of seaweed whips through the air to cut through her stomach, but the cane's blade barely grazes Hot Pants. Her expression goes tight with pain as her other hand produces a rose-tipped knife, throwing the weapon directly between Marceline's eyes.
It misses its target, glancing off another tendril, and lodging in Marceline's cheek instead.
Marceline, who is not at all placated by Bubblegum's words. ]
Ugh! [ She pulls the knife from her face, her rage bubbling further as her form grows bigger, voice more thundering. ] You're not listening to me!
[ The tendrils of seaweed gather in front of her now, forming a sick looking bass that she swings in Roxana's direction. But she doesn't quite get it right. The tunnel is narrow and difficult to manoeuvre, and the bass instead slams into Bubblegum with enough force to crack her ribs.
The tunnel shakes again, unsteady as Kazunari kneels by Kumon, blood dripping from his wounds. Kumon appears to be breathing, if barely, but there's an obvious pool of blood starting to form underneath him, and while the Hot Pants hand managed to mostly move the boulder off him, it is still half planted atop his side. ]
[And the seaweed rips into her stomach. Hot Pants almost doesn't register the slight glance of pain against her leg. She's too focused on the woman in her arms, something rising like shock and heartsickness in her chest.]
Stop! You can't-! Just stop! Listen to me! [The stomach wound has her teetering, worried, trying to distract Roxana, using a hand to try to wrench the cane out of the other's grip.] You won't die if you stop-!
[Hope you guys are doing well on your lesbian escapades back there!]
[ all these emotions flying around are dizzying, or maybe it's the blood loss? could be both.
he's gritting his teeth against it all, ignoring his own pain, and focusing on kumon. can he stop the blood? he's going to try to stop the blood, maybe put pressure on the wounds, all the while speaking softly. ]
C'mon, Kumopi, we can still get out of here. Everyone's waiting on us, right? You can't leave me...
bubblegum stumbles over at the impact, and she has to breathe slowly before she tries to get back to her feet. it's fine? she can do this. she was already having difficulty walking when they only went against piccolo, but it's fine.
there's extreme panic coming from her, but she'll try to reach out to marceline. ]
I want to listen, but you need to stop attacking! We're trying to help.
[ The cane goes easily from Roxana's grip. She staggers back slightly, clutching at her stomach and Hot Pants' arm to keep her balance. She seems surprised to feel the heartsickness emanating from Hot Pants, and for someone who keeps such a tight leash on her appearance, the conflict is clear as day on her face. ]
We can't leave. [ Her grip tightens, and the blood seeps dark into the white of her shirt underneath her palm. ] That is the requirement, Hot Pants. To eradicate all the monsters. And Marceline...
[ She presses another rose tipped knife into Hot Pants' hand. ]
Please.
[ She leaves it up to Hot Pants, sinking to the ground. Not too far from her, Kazunari can likely only hear his own pulse pounding in his ears. Another rumble jostles the boulder on Kumon's back, eliciting a quiet cry of pain. At the very least, the soft words appear to ease the furrow between his brows, and he can see his eyes moving beneath his eyelids. His fingers twitch momentarily, as if he's still fighting for his life. Kazunari will get the feeling that maybe, he should keep him close...?
But it's hard to find hope. Marceline reels back upon realizing that she hit Bubblegum, stopped in place before a wave of hopelessness crashes out from her. This is what she is. She hurt Bubblegum. There's no fixing this. ]
Bonnie... [ She's so scared. She's so scared. ] I can't.
[ She floats a few steps back. ]
Please, run.
[ And she swings her bass up into the ceiling, once, twice, again and again. Showering stones down onto her self, and once again sending smaller ones tumbling toward the rest of the group. ]
No, we can leave, just...we simply need to...Roxana-
[But she's sinking in her arms, and Hot Pants doesn't know what to do. She can't let her die like this. Not here, not now. Sure, yes, didn't Kumon die on that last time they went on an adventure? Didn't he come back to life? It should be okay.]
[What if it isn't-?]
[The knife is heavy in her hand. She doesn't know if she can throw it. Not like this. Not in this chaos. Can she even do it?]
[She's turning, wincing, pain lancing through her sides, and running up to try to throw the knife up, maybe at her shoulder to make her let go of the guitar, even as small stones come down and pummel over her.]
C'mon, Kumopi. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere.
[ he'll stay close. the rumble startles him, just enough to make him glance up, but he won't leave kumon again - when things start to fall again, he just leans closer to kumon, trying to protect him as much as he can.
[ it's funny, since logically, this is probably all fake. but the part of her that can usually see clearly is so muddled up right now, that all bubblegum can really focus on is that her best friend needs help. everyone needs help, but how are they even supposed to give it in this situation?
she goes to try to push marceline away, but the rocks start to fall and she has to dodge those instead.
[ It's because Bubblegum had all the science and common sense knocked out of her brain. :(
In any case, Hot Pants was aiming for Marceline's shoulder, but with all the chaos and unsteady ground beneath her, the blade lodges directly in Marceline's chest when she lifts her arms to raise the bass. She lets out a scream in return, more out of anger than pain. At the very least, it does get her to drop the weapon.
Sorry—not drop the weapon, as much as throw the weapon directly at Hot Pants. It's deadly sharp, slicing into her shoulder and the side of her head, taking hair and an ear with it as it embeds itself into the ground behind her. A large crack cuts through the ground where it lands.
It misses Kumon and Kazunari at least, and the more Kazunari speaks to Kumon the more something starts to change. The puddle of blood stops growing larger, and his breathing starts to regain strength. If Kazunari is holding onto any part of him, he might notice he's getting a little warmer?
Weaponless now, Marceline staggers back, and it looks for a moment as though she's reaching for Bubblegum, ] Bonnie—
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Roxana's gaze looks briefly hurt when Hot Pants yells for Vegeta to knock her out, though it's probably hard to see with an armful of dying teenager, she doesn't try to stab Bubblegum again when she approaches, the two of them managing to tear the tendril from the throat and letting her fall to her knees with a gasp, ] I am not refracting. She's the threat— she transformed—
[ "She"—?
But Roxana doesn't get anymore out when Vegeta suddenly slams her tendrils against the ground and begins floating in the air. ]
Shut up! I'm gonna bury you in the ground, you traitor!
[ Her tendrils suddenly flash out in every direction, crashing into walls and dislodging rocks (again) from the ceiling. Bubblegum manages to avoid both the rocks and the seaweed with the power of lesbians, but Kazunari, not having yet honed his lesbian instincts, isn't so lucky. Three tendrils of seaweed cut through his body like blades, slamming him against the closest wall and pinning him there.
Hot Pants and Kumon also managed to dodge the tendrils, but they're not quite fast enough to escape boulder coming crashing from above. Kumon notices it first, and he manages to shove most of Hot Pants out of the way before it pins him to the ground, knocking out the last of his strength. ]
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[The mind is reeling. She feels like she's back in a scene that feels ages ago, falling among floating metal, blood everywhere, a young girl in danger and-]
[No. No. Focus. She's here. Not there. Vegeta rises in the air, and everything falls - she's about to take Kumon with her, but instead, the young man pushes her, and she stumbles back.]
No-!
[Who to help? Who to save? She's gritting her teeth, and then turning to Vegeta.]
Calm! DOWN! [She's pushing the boulder - or at least trying to - off of Kumon.] Please! Nobody needs to attack anyone here, regardless of refracted or not-! STOP!!
[crystal 🐴 lady pants Roll: [14] Result: 14]
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but he sees kumon get hit by that boulder, panic and fear blasting from the emotion link. ]
K-Kumopi...!
[ he promised he'd get them both home, this can't be happening, he has to get over somehow--
he tries to grasp onto these tendrils, maybe to pull them out. ]
Vegeta... please...
[ ray 🎨 🎭 kazhoo (^▽^) 〜☆ Roll: [11] Result: 11 ]
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she tries to ignore the feelings that hot pants and kazunari are giving out, as well as her injuries, and will instead move to stumble back to her feet. right now there's only really one thing she has to focus on. ]
Marceline! Snap out of this-- no one has betrayed you.
[ she's going to try to approach the non hentai
francy bubblegum Roll: [16] Result: 16 ]
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The sudden spike of pain is enough to disorient Vegeta—or rather, Marceline—her tendrils going slack and giving Kazunari the chance to slip down from the wall.
Her eyes are fixed on Bubblegum, torn between anger and grief. ]
Why are you acting like I'm the problem? She's the one who tried to kill me. Even when Kumon tried to stop her...
[ But for a moment, it seems like she can let that go.
At least until Roxana darts past Bubblegum, the knife edge of her cane aimed toward Marceline's throat. She doesn't reach her target before thick tendrils of seaweed slam against her side, sending Roxana flying into Kazunari.
It knocks the wind out of her, but she rebounds quickly, looking at Hot Pants, ] We must stop her! [ Before readying another attack. ]
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[She has to focus. Please. Focus. The pain. The agony. Her brother is screaming-. Focusfocusfocusfocusfocus-]
AGH!
[She lets out a yell, twisting on Roxana now - and she can't help it. She's running forward, throwing herself at the other woman to try to grasp her wrist. They need to stop fighting. They need to stop fighting, NOW.]
You have to stop! None of you are in your right minds-!!! [She's struggling, her grasp tightening.] Please, Roxana, listen to me-!
[crystal 🐴 horse lesbian? Roll: [11] Result: 11]
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he has to get up, get to kumon, make sure he's okay.
kazunari makes it back to his feet somehow, just in time for roxana to slam into him and throw him back down. ow? ow. everything hurts and he's barely been injured at all; how do you guys do this stuff regularly?!
with roxana rebounding and preparing another attack, hot pants taking care of that, and bubblegum being a big, beautiful lesbian, he's going to try to get to kumon and check on him to at least see if he's alive.
ray 🎨 🎭 kazhoo (^▽^) 〜☆ Roll: [9] Result: 9 ]
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[ it's directed at roxana, but then marceline manages to block the attack... but at what cost, since kazunari just got wrecked.
bubblegum's head is still spinning, and she's not sure if it's because of her stomach or the fact that her head hurts or what. and the sound of kumon's scream is echoing in her head? her emotion is nothing but stressstressstress, but she'll try very hard to ignore that to try to get closer to marceline. ]
Can we... chill?
[ francy bubblegum Roll: [8] Result: 8 ]
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It's overwhelming, but when Hot Pants grabs Roxana, she looks peaceful for a moment, remorse etched into her expression. Her voice is as beautiful as ever when she answers, ] I am sorry. I wish there was a kinder way, but I cannot afford to perish here.
[ She swings her cane to bury it in Hot Pants' leg, but maybe it's a second of hesitation or maybe it's the way a tendril of seaweed whips through the air to cut through her stomach, but the cane's blade barely grazes Hot Pants. Her expression goes tight with pain as her other hand produces a rose-tipped knife, throwing the weapon directly between Marceline's eyes.
It misses its target, glancing off another tendril, and lodging in Marceline's cheek instead.
Marceline, who is not at all placated by Bubblegum's words. ]
Ugh! [ She pulls the knife from her face, her rage bubbling further as her form grows bigger, voice more thundering. ] You're not listening to me!
[ The tendrils of seaweed gather in front of her now, forming a sick looking bass that she swings in Roxana's direction. But she doesn't quite get it right. The tunnel is narrow and difficult to manoeuvre, and the bass instead slams into Bubblegum with enough force to crack her ribs.
The tunnel shakes again, unsteady as Kazunari kneels by Kumon, blood dripping from his wounds. Kumon appears to be breathing, if barely, but there's an obvious pool of blood starting to form underneath him, and while the Hot Pants hand managed to mostly move the boulder off him, it is still half planted atop his side. ]
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[And the seaweed rips into her stomach. Hot Pants almost doesn't register the slight glance of pain against her leg. She's too focused on the woman in her arms, something rising like shock and heartsickness in her chest.]
Stop! You can't-! Just stop! Listen to me! [The stomach wound has her teetering, worried, trying to distract Roxana, using a hand to try to wrench the cane out of the other's grip.] You won't die if you stop-!
[Hope you guys are doing well on your lesbian escapades back there!]
[crystal 🐴 horse lesbian? Roll: [14] Result: 14]
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he's gritting his teeth against it all, ignoring his own pain, and focusing on kumon. can he stop the blood? he's going to try to stop the blood, maybe put pressure on the wounds, all the while speaking softly. ]
C'mon, Kumopi, we can still get out of here. Everyone's waiting on us, right? You can't leave me...
[ ray 🎨 🎭 kazhoo (^▽^) 〜☆ Roll: [10] Result: 10 ]
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bubblegum stumbles over at the impact, and she has to breathe slowly before she tries to get back to her feet. it's fine? she can do this. she was already having difficulty walking when they only went against piccolo, but it's fine.
there's extreme panic coming from her, but she'll try to reach out to marceline. ]
I want to listen, but you need to stop attacking! We're trying to help.
[ francy bubblegum Roll: [6] Result: 6 ]
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We can't leave. [ Her grip tightens, and the blood seeps dark into the white of her shirt underneath her palm. ] That is the requirement, Hot Pants. To eradicate all the monsters. And Marceline...
[ She presses another rose tipped knife into Hot Pants' hand. ]
Please.
[ She leaves it up to Hot Pants, sinking to the ground. Not too far from her, Kazunari can likely only hear his own pulse pounding in his ears. Another rumble jostles the boulder on Kumon's back, eliciting a quiet cry of pain. At the very least, the soft words appear to ease the furrow between his brows, and he can see his eyes moving beneath his eyelids. His fingers twitch momentarily, as if he's still fighting for his life. Kazunari will get the feeling that maybe, he should keep him close...?
But it's hard to find hope. Marceline reels back upon realizing that she hit Bubblegum, stopped in place before a wave of hopelessness crashes out from her. This is what she is. She hurt Bubblegum. There's no fixing this. ]
Bonnie... [ She's so scared. She's so scared. ] I can't.
[ She floats a few steps back. ]
Please, run.
[ And she swings her bass up into the ceiling, once, twice, again and again. Showering stones down onto her self, and once again sending smaller ones tumbling toward the rest of the group. ]
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[But she's sinking in her arms, and Hot Pants doesn't know what to do. She can't let her die like this. Not here, not now. Sure, yes, didn't Kumon die on that last time they went on an adventure? Didn't he come back to life? It should be okay.]
[What if it isn't-?]
[The knife is heavy in her hand. She doesn't know if she can throw it. Not like this. Not in this chaos. Can she even do it?]
[She's turning, wincing, pain lancing through her sides, and running up to try to throw the knife up, maybe at her shoulder to make her let go of the guitar, even as small stones come down and pummel over her.]
[crystal 🐴 horse lesbian? Roll: [7] Result: 7]
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[ he'll stay close. the rumble startles him, just enough to make him glance up, but he won't leave kumon again - when things start to fall again, he just leans closer to kumon, trying to protect him as much as he can.
ray 🎨 🎭 kazhoo (^▽^) 〜☆ Roll: [8] Result: 8 ]
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[ it's funny, since logically, this is probably all fake. but the part of her that can usually see clearly is so muddled up right now, that all bubblegum can really focus on is that her best friend needs help. everyone needs help, but how are they even supposed to give it in this situation?
she goes to try to push marceline away, but the rocks start to fall and she has to dodge those instead.
francy 🍬 bubblegum Roll: [10] Result: 10 ]
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In any case, Hot Pants was aiming for Marceline's shoulder, but with all the chaos and unsteady ground beneath her, the blade lodges directly in Marceline's chest when she lifts her arms to raise the bass. She lets out a scream in return, more out of anger than pain. At the very least, it does get her to drop the weapon.
Sorry—not drop the weapon, as much as throw the weapon directly at Hot Pants. It's deadly sharp, slicing into her shoulder and the side of her head, taking hair and an ear with it as it embeds itself into the ground behind her. A large crack cuts through the ground where it lands.
It misses Kumon and Kazunari at least, and the more Kazunari speaks to Kumon the more something starts to change. The puddle of blood stops growing larger, and his breathing starts to regain strength. If Kazunari is holding onto any part of him, he might notice he's getting a little warmer?
Weaponless now, Marceline staggers back, and it looks for a moment as though she's reaching for Bubblegum, ] Bonnie—
[ But she doesn't make it, because at that moment the ground finally caves, and you all find yourself falling... ]