W5 CYOA - Zhongli, Akihiko, Laurence, Ali Zoph

[holyspirits]

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[smokeandglasses]

[It hurts more because of who is doing it too. :(

Ali makes it about five steps before the pain is too much and he stumbles and falls over. Ow. He's just going to lay down on the ground for now and try to get past where it hurts so much.]

[holyspirits]

[ Once Ali collapses, Chase will stop shooting. And come stand over him. ]

Just fight back.

[smokeandglasses]

[He does move, to push himself up and look at Chance.]

When you were little you would get scared and grab onto me, but you were always so much stronger than me. I had to brace myself to not fall, and as you got older falling was inevitable. You've always been stronger than me, and I couldn't be happier because it meant you were growing up strong.

[He refuses to fight any version of his kid. He'll just stay like this for a little while longer.]

[holyspirits]

[ Chase stares down at Ali. Maybe a little judgmentally, because again, you sound deranged to him.

But his expression flickers for a second. Like there's... some twitch of something behind the eyes.

He's still just standing, aiming his gun though. ]

[smokeandglasses]

[He sees that twitch, and he feels that he's going in the right direction.]

Your family here is no doubt different than in my world, but you still have someone you care about, don't you?

From my view, I haven't even been on this boat for four hours yet. But from the outside, two weeks have passed. Now how long have you been on this boat, and how long have your loved ones outside of it been waiting for you?

[holyspirits]

I...

[ hmm. HMM. He really doesn't like this train of thought. His expression contorts up and he adjusts his aim to Ali's head. ]

What family? I like it here.

[smokeandglasses]

[He sees the gun, but he tries to act like he's not worried about it.]

Each day you stay here is three months. Each month is seven and a half years. Need I keep going?

[All the while, he's turning his gun slowly to point at the host. He plans on shooting her again in the next tag if he isn't smacked down for it.]

[holyspirits]

[ I won't make you roll for it, I'll just say: you had the stealth role. And Chase is disoriented by this train of thought, so he doesn't notice... ]

That's ridiculous. I would know if that much time was passing.

[smokeandglasses]

[Heck yes immersive gameplay.]

I didn't notice it until someone on the outside came after us because we were gone for so long on their end. I bet it would be the same for you too.

[Carefully aiming at her head...I will probably biff the roll but he's taking his time aiming.]

Trust me, you'll thank me later.

[And he shoots at the host again.]

[holyspirits]

[ He shoots the host and for whatever reason it does... more than it should. The bullet pierces her chest and she doubles over clutching at the injury, screaming in pain as blood covers her hands. Pretty fucked up!

Chase also thinks this was fucked up! He opens fire on you one last time, but you are still immune to bullets. Point blank to the head and they just bruise, and they cut, and blood starts to pour from relatively shallow abrasions on your scalp.

Before you can do much about that one way or the other, your surroundings flip like a switch again. Chase is gone. The crowd of cruise-goers is back, teenage girls bustling around to go sit in the open theater seats, though nothing is playing on the projectors. None of them pay you any mind despite the blood dripping down your face.

The only one who seems to acknowledge you is The Idol who just goes: ]

Uh. Can we go home now.

[smokeandglasses]

[Wow he is in so much pain now. How is he not dead?]

...

[Contemplates shooting the Idol.]

Did you do this?

[holyspirits]

Why would I do this? I did my show, I'm ready to go home now. I'll take Yuuka's lecturing or whatever. I'll go back into the self-reflection room...

[smokeandglasses]

Because someone did this and I have Words for them.

Also my son has gone missing and I need to collect him before we leave.

[holyspirits]

How about you go collect your son, and I'll wait at the... How are we getting back? You guys got a helicopter?

[smokeandglasses]

We have a boat. And I would like to go but I don't think I can move right now.

[He did get shot up. Twice.]

[holyspirits]

Yeah, uh. Should you do something about that. Are you dying.

[smokeandglasses]

I'm already dead, you can't kill a ghost.

[holyspirits]

Well, no, but if you die you still have to recover. It's a pain.

[smokeandglasses]

I don't understand the rules of this world. None of you are even scared of dragons.

[holyspirits]

Well you're not very scary.

[smokeandglasses]

[This kills the Ali.]

W-well of course I'm not like this! But normally I can change form!

[dijun]

... your dragon form is, admittedly, rather [ small and unintimidating ] cute.

[ hi. there's an older dragon here, frowning as he lowers his gun and curls the fingers of his apparently free hand in the air at his shoulder. ]

[smokeandglasses]

[SLANDER]

You didn't have to tell them that!

[outdistanced]

[ not paying attention to you guys so don't mind laurence, keep arguing, he's just reaching for the spot iris was just in right as he disappears. there he go... ]

[dijun]

[ he gives ali a look that basically says just stating facts, a little out of it after the long day they've had. day? weeks? he's not sure, based on the time shenanigans they've apparently experienced.

when he notices laurence, he reaches over to touch his shoulder. ]