Wouldn't you like to use more than words?

[letsplayamod]

The last thing you recall is likely your own death. Whether it was fast or slow, it's over now. And you're... where are you?

One moment, you were among the living. The next - you may be one of the unfortunate ones who actually died. In which case, you've found yourself flowing in the lazy rivers of the river Styx, unfathomably deep underground. Just for a moment, mind you. It's not long before your consciousness is yanked from the waters by some scary monsters, shoved into a healed body, and pushed through a portal.

Or, maybe you were caught red-handed and sentenced to your doom. But, instead of a proper death, you were whisked down into the Veins of Tartarus. And there's really only one place that could lead to... Or is it?


You've been tossed down here by the will of the Titan, but what you find is A helping hand swooping you up - possibly literally, and potentially out of the grasp of the Titan himself.

Not a moment after, you're whisked through another rift, this one a shimmering gold. Into a realm of slightly more stable platforms and a lot more shit to look through. The area is practically littered with the ill-gotten goods of a thieving God (who is happy to note via pop-up illusion that you are touching his stuff). Here, however, you are safe; assured that Typhon cannot find or hurt you here.

For the moment, you can breathe before the next part comes.

Comments

[markofnobility]

[Ferdinand comes out reeling, stumbling around]

Whawhawhat? Who?

[He raises his fists like he's gonna fist fight the bird lady]

1/2

[raiseyoulikea]

Oooh, this is your first time dying, isn't it? Like Er or Alcestis who was saved when Apollo--

[There's a great roaring from above. The woman goes blank.]

2/2

[raiseyoulikea]

Right, stories can be later!

[She waves her hands, and a portal opens up before you. Different from the veins of Tartarus, this one glows gold.]

It's very safe, I promise! Now, in, in, in! Quick! I'll explain later!

[On the other side is... the actual area of this post. A bastion of junk, and also all of your dead friends.]

[markofnobility]

O...kay?

[he hops in cuz like, wtf he can't die more!]

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Omega...stays rooted to that spot. ]

NO.

I HAVE FAILED IN MY PURPOSE. I HAVE COMMITTED A TERRIBLE BETRAYAL.

I DESERVE TO BE PREYED UPON. LEAVE ME.

[markofnobility]

[Ferdinand sticks his upper body through the portal and grabs one of the random bits of Omega's arm]

Come now, my friend. I am unarmed so I will need your assistance!

[raiseyoulikea]

This isn't the time for arguing!

[She makes to grab for omega's large clawed hand.]

There's still plenty of people who are counting on you! Through here! We need all the help we can get to stop Typhon!

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Like shaking himself out of a dream, Omega straightens at the sound of Ferdinand's voice. ]

Ferdinand...?

[ It's like he's realizing he's there for the first time. Optics wide, he takes the knight and the mysterious young woman's hands, and steps through. ]

[markofnobility]

That's it... come along.

[raiseyoulikea]

[Once they're both through, the woman waves her hand once more and the portal dissipates. Wherever this is, it's not back there.]

Phew! Okay... Let me catch my breath, and I can bring you up to seed.

[Or maybe one of the others can?]

[rockymountaindie]

[ The moment their familiar forms enter this little safe haven, Alex's head pops up. ]

Omega- Ferdinand?! No...

[ He'd just told Velvet... ]

Fuck- what the hell happened?

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Omega steps in front of Ferdinand, protectively. ]

I MURDERED HIM.

I AM A MONSTER. YOU MAY DIRECT ALL HATRED AND IRE TOWARDS ME.

[markofnobility]

Oh, stop that.

[he smacks at his back]

[rockymountaindie]

[ ... ]

What...happened?

[markofnobility]

Omega was able to create a weapon that could hurt Typhon... but the only time Typhon would be vulnerable was when dragging someone away for execution. So...

[He sighs and turns to Omega]

How did it go? Is he...?

[Omega being here is not a good sign, but it doesn't necessarily mean that-

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Omega's answer is short, and to the point: ]

HE LIVES.

[markofnobility]

...

[Ferdinand's serenity from his death finally cracks, and he shakes]

... ah.

[tailoredfate]

[Along with the other dead, Aglaea is there, a winged helm somewhat similar to Athena's under one arm. She's not smiling, nor awash with grief at seeing more familiar faces in this strange underworld they've been thrown into.

In fact, her eyes narrow.]

Your plan to fight Typhon left him still breathing, and instead you killed one of our own. Your plan put all the others at risk, leaving them in a vulnerable position.

[No scowl. No seething hatred. But her eyes are steely.]

You continue to only cause trouble.

[rockymountaindie]

[ ...... ]

You...

From an execution?

[ Oh. Oh, no. Oh, they didn't. ]

[markofnobility]

And do not let him tell you otherwise. I volunteered, he did not ask me.

[eeeonetwothree]

[ ...

Omega is just going to stand there and not talk for the time being. ]

[necromants]

[Ivilezlei is also here, though you'd be forgiven if you missed him entirely. He's been hanging out far behind the group, mismatched eyes watching Omega in silence as he listens in on the discussions. These two... aren't at all who he was expecting. Granted, someone killing Omega seemed like a difficult task, but he really thought—

Well, it doesn't matter what he thought, so he decides not to focus on it. Instead, he's more immediately interested in the discussion. The idea of a self-sacrificial play to take Typhon out and put a stop to the starvation motive all in one fell swoop certainly is a valid one, but here everyone is acting like it was an idiotic idea.

Would they be saying the same if it had worked, he wonders.]

Omega. A moment of your time, if you would?

[He gestures for Omega to join him over here, slightly out of the general earshot of everyone else. Alex is punching Ferdinand anyway, it's probably fine...]

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Omega just...sort of drifts over to Ivilezlei, like he's sleepwalking, or on autopilot. Or willing to do anything to get away from Ferdinand having to defend him and his desire to cast himself into the fires of judgement. ]

YES?

[ Omega sounds angry; Ivilezlei might be forgiven for thinking Omega is angry at him, considering what the man did, but really, the machine is just pissed at himself for his failure. ]

[tripartites]

Don't try to play the villain when you're so poor at it. The man can speak for himself.

[eeeonetwothree]

...Noted.