[ HERE WE GO. Everyone is coming together now in a beautiful synchronised attack, and by attack, I mean everyone is coming together to imprint words upon the noise, while also providing colour. The words being imprinted, colours, and rolls are as follows:
Important Note from Zia: Marceline and Emet-Selch are blasting from the ground, because one just lost a foot and the other one got smashed into a building and no longer has bones. ]
[you’ve done it. you’ve learned a lot on this journey, haven’t you? you’ve learned about each other, you’ve learned how to ask for help, you’ve learned how to team up and you’ve learned how powerful working together can be.
now, here, your words finally sync up as you infuse this wretched creature with your colors, imprint the words onto them, and for a moment everything seems to linger as a sentence is formed in colored, graffiti’d ink hanging in front of them.
Himawari and Riff, heal to remember you’re partners.
the words glimmer for a moment, and a tidal wave rises up higher and higher made up of marine, scarlet, amber, sunrise and heliotrope.
somewhere in your heads, you all hear five voices, all of which may be vaguely familiar from this adventure but two stand out as riff and bass themselves.
”It’s…showtime!”
volleying arrows of light and color soar, piercing through this noise as it falls to its knees. its hands hit the ground, bracing itself before there’s a loud, echoing scream of rage, terror, and anguish as it shatters like stars.
a cloud of color looms over you, blinding you for a brief moment. when it clears, however, you see them. two teenage boys laying on the pavement in front of you, both unconscious…but alive.
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FINAL PUSH FIGHT WIN PROFIT
- Damien “Riff” + Scarlet (18)
- Estinien “Partners” + Amber (18)
- Emet-Selch “Remind” + Sunrise (18)
- Marceline “Heal“ + Heliotrope (13)
Light the way!
Important Note from Zia: Marceline and Emet-Selch are blasting from the ground, because one just lost a foot and the other one got smashed into a building and no longer has bones. ]
FINAL RESULTS
now, here, your words finally sync up as you infuse this wretched creature with your colors, imprint the words onto them, and for a moment everything seems to linger as a sentence is formed in colored, graffiti’d ink hanging in front of them.
Himawari and Riff, heal to remember you’re partners.
the words glimmer for a moment, and a tidal wave rises up higher and higher made up of marine, scarlet, amber, sunrise and heliotrope.
somewhere in your heads, you all hear five voices, all of which may be vaguely familiar from this adventure but two stand out as riff and bass themselves.
”It’s…showtime!”
volleying arrows of light and color soar, piercing through this noise as it falls to its knees. its hands hit the ground, bracing itself before there’s a loud, echoing scream of rage, terror, and anguish as it shatters like stars.
a cloud of color looms over you, blinding you for a brief moment. when it clears, however, you see them. two teenage boys laying on the pavement in front of you, both unconscious…but alive.
NOISE ERASED.]