http://veritarossa.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] veritarossa.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] bizarronia2010-09-06 11:22 pm

AND FINALLY...

Heavy hearts and unshed tears seemed to follow them as they walked the dark path behind the tree. Three trials they faced, now they marched to meet the Witch.

The scenery changed, not unlike the other two times. A splendid rose garden grew under their feet, the dark sky showed no stars and no moon. A thunder roared, the wind greeted them as they faced each other once again.

Those who entered the trials looked tired and hurt as the walked to the center of the garden, where a sole crystal table stood. Behind it, and leaving her cup of tea, was Beatrice, the Endless Witch, smirking widely as she saw them arrive.

"Not bad, not bad..."

With and elegant move she took out her pipe, and pointed at Apollo. "She forced you to kill her, didn't she?", a chuckle, as she pointed at Firion. "You had to lie to yourself about your friend, even as he died in your arms".

She took a long smoke, before pointing at Yuan. "And you must have experience killing your old lover! At least you did it cleanly this second time!", Beatrice laughed loudly, and pointed at Django. "Was your father a hard opponent? I see denial shields you from what you don't like..."

Beatrice stood up, the tea cup and the table disappearing. "You killed an innocent girl just to see if you could fly again. So heartless of you", she chuckled, pointing at Evan. "You all were very entertaining. It did help to cure my boredom a little! But things must end for them to start again, and your las trial is here... They shall lose everything for only one to gain everything in return"

"I wonder.. who of you will it be? After killing your own hearts, killing a bunch of strangers shouldn't be difficult at all, should it? Only one of you will prevail to see the sun tomorrow..."

Her loud cackles boomed alongside a thunder, as rain started to fall. The Witch moved her hand and a gigantic steel cage fell on them. It was the last game...

Beatrice smirked, her face illuminated briefly by lightning.

2/2, you go girls xD

[identity profile] wantmybrainback.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Nice stakes you've got there miss Beatrice, excuse me if I somehow get away and continue to be invisible in the battle log.]

[identity profile] mapingthewinds.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Siguiendo la petición de Django, se coloca entre Evan y Apollo y la Bruja, cubriéndolos. Con su escudo desvía los ataques de Beatrice sin problema y a la vez, cubre bien a Firion y a Django con poderosas rafagas.

El sentimiento de culpa solo se incrementa, pero ya lidiara con eso despues]

[identity profile] foreverourdream.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
This is the end, Beatrice!

[]

[identity profile] gundelsol.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[B-BUT HE DOESN'T GET AWESOME FUSING SOLAR SKILLS WITHOUT THE SUNFLOWER.

WHY OTENKO, WHY HAVE YOU LEFT HIM ALONE? XD

Ok, then, he'll have to use that one lens, the one he got in the bizarre adventure with the guy from the other dimension, and when he killed Shademan.


HAVE SOME MOTHERFUCKING CHARGE SHOT, BEATRICE, IT ALWAYS WORKS FOR ROCKMAN.]

[identity profile] mapingthewinds.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Sin descuidar ni insegundo las defensas, se queda mirando los formidables ataques de firion y Django...

Eso es... este tiene que ser el final...

DEBE ser el final...]

[identity profile] foreverourdream.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
Did we... really kill her?

[Says when he reaches the floor after attacking her.]

1/2

[identity profile] gundelsol.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[He gets closer to have a look, the gun is still at ready, just in case.]

I never fought a witch before.

[He is more used to putting stuff in coffins and then purifying their asses.]

2/2, he wouldn't shut up :/

[identity profile] wantmybrainback.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
That other guy left. [He says pointing at the place where Sabata used to be.]

We should follow his lead. [Yeah, not that he wants to leave Beato alone or anything. I mean. Uh. LET'S GTFO.]

[identity profile] mapingthewinds.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Quería acercare a confirmar por si mismo si esa bruja estaba muerta, pero no se atrevía, sus piernas no le obedecían, las manos le temblaban...

Tomó una larga bocanada de aire y se calmo a si mismo, pero no se sintió aliviado en ningun momento.

Quiso decir algo: "¿Esta respirando?", "Evan tiene razón, solo vamonos de aqui..."

Pero todo se le quedó atirado en la garganta.]

[identity profile] foreverourdream.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Goes to check if Beato is dead or not. Like, looking for vital signs and that stuff.]

[identity profile] enepece.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
[A golden light cuts Firion's way, barely missing him, but the shockwave throws him back.]

Don't touch her.

[identity profile] veritadorata.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
It's over, get away from her.

[identity profile] veritadorata.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Looks at them before turning to Beatrice, lifting her in his arms...]

Hush... you really got into a mess now, didn't you? I'm sorry...

[identity profile] veritadorata.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
...Yeah. Sleep now...

[Turns to the players again, his eyes cold.]

You're free now. The forest will let you go.

[identity profile] foreverourdream.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
Very well.

[He turns back, heading to the exit. Stops, glancing over his shoulder to see Battler now.]

I hope she can be happy with you then.

[And starts walking away.]

[identity profile] gundelsol.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Let's be honest, he just wants to get the hell away from here, so back to his mostly silent hero roots, he nods and goes look for Polly so he can get him out of here.]

[identity profile] mapingthewinds.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
[...¿Qué....?

¿Que habia sido todo esto....?

¿Cual había sido la razon? ¿El propósito...?

¿Porque...?

¿Porqué habia muerto Shotaro?

¿Porqué razon habia tenido que...?

Sein.........

Les estaban pidiendo que se fueran asi, sin ninguna razon, sin ninguna explicacion.

Un estùpido juego.....

Cayo de rodillas, simplemente ya no lo soportó más. Se había terminado, eso era lo que estaba esperando, pero no se suponía que fuera así.

Ya no tenía fuerza]

[identity profile] wantmybrainback.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
[So this was done.

And there was a guy. He so knew it. He would innerly brag about that forever. But that wasn't the point.

He got closer to Yuan, he didn't particularly care about him, but he wanted to get him out of here so miss Beatrice and her dashing knight in shining white suit could do... whatever trolls and guys with weird capes did when they met again after being separated for a while.]


Let's get moving. Whatever answers you want, there are more chances of getting them outside.

[identity profile] mapingthewinds.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Apretó los puños, no levantó la cabeza pero sabía que era el pelirrojo quien le hablaba.

Que mas daba quien fuera.

Él ya sabía que no conseguiría nada más ahi, no era necesario que se lo dijeran, pero aun asi, la idea de darse la vuelta y dejar todo en ese lugar...

Sus piernas no respondían, tuvo que hacer un esfuerzo terrible para poder levantarse, aunque ya era más un movimiento mecanico que cualquier otra cosa.

Al fin miró a Evan pero no dijo nada. No había lagrimas en su cara, pero era obvio que estas lo estaban acuchillando por dentro.

Empezó a caminar, completamente en silencio.]


[identity profile] wantmybrainback.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[That took care of the last of them. Evan turned to the man... Had miss Beatrice called him Battler? Yeah, she had, and smiled.]

Glad to see you two found each other again, even if it is in this prison.

Take care of her. [And he waves, turning around to follow Yuan.]