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The Five Senses

Dirty Bastard
&
Sightless Syella

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The man was pretty confident in performing his strike with the staff at Syella. He had wounded her and was now dashing back at her to knocked her over. He wasn't sure if he'd win the fight as opposed to merely keep her occupied till something happened to give the group an opening to move on. Then that man, if only he could remember it right now, he spoke about the jade candle and smashing it. New change of plan, that lunge to her legs would now be channeled into a spinning headbutt. Just as he made the transition to the new move, the fingers they speared through the flesh.

"Good job..." He stood up with a quaver in the wounded leg. This was going to start hurting once the booze, numbing oil, and adrenaline wore off. He was still going to be having some trouble moving around now as having punctures in your legs is wont to do. He could feel the blood spurting out and down his leg. He need to press on to get that candle! After all, what good would all that training and conditioning do if this was the thing that defeated him? He took a breath as he leaned on his staff bending it as he used it to launch himself towards that rooftop.

The man fell and stumbled on the roof, but at least the crystal was in hand. Syella would soon be following no doubt trying to kill or capture him. He let go of the staff as he slowly got up with some difficulty from that leg. Its wounded state made it tricky for him to get up but he managed. His fists were balled in a peculiar manner. His index, middle finger, and thumb were curled into hooks and he was swaying a bit. He waited.

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Syella smiled cruelly as she felt her fingers pierce through flesh.

"Good job..." The man said to her. Syella's smile only deepened. The poor fool... She wasn't done ye-

Syella's head jerked up in mid-thought. Something... something had changed... The Insight... the immedaite possible futures it showed her... one by one they were winking out... No... they were simply going blank.

"What..." She muttered in genuine surprise. That's when she heard the Tempraisionist speak.

"The... The Candle!" he shouted. "Someone get the Candle! We... we need to... we need to smash it..."

What candle? What did he mean? She wondered. The futures disappearing at an increased in pace. Sightless Syella felt panic rise inside her chest. The panic of uncertainty. Fear of the unknown.

The man she wounded launched himself away from her, reaching for something on the rooftop. Something... invisible to the Insight. "Wha... what are you doing?" Syella asked, her voice wavering.

The man lifted the object off the ground, and all at once, the futures went blank. All, except one... A future of the man bleeding out. Dead, by her hands. An itch crawled up from the bottom of Syella's spine to the top of her neck. An outside force pressuring her. Forcing her to action.

"NO!" Syella screamed. What she needed to do was clear. She had to kill this man! He needed to die before it was too late!

Sightless Syella shot her sharpened fingers towards the man's head, but her window of opportunity had already past. The remaining future went blank.

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He swayed to one side disappointed she did not chase after him. The attack having missed him, he swung back again with an outstretched hand. A brilliant light emananted from the fighter's fist. Motes of luminscent dust drifted out his grip like dazzling embers. He tried to look away but the brightness was overpowering. In the opening created by the light he took advantage to get out.

As fast as he could he hobbled his way to the group's general vicinity. He hurriedly took a swig from his gourd. It was starting to hurt real bad and his movement was worsening. To his horror the gourd was emptied quick. Another gourd, then another, they too were barely full. He gritted his teeth, this was going to be a rough day.

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Alrighty. So Chicken an I are almost done. He's about the smash the crystal, It will probably be a short post. Afterwards, here's what will happen:

• I'll do a plot point showing what happens after smashing Crystal Jade (FYI, breaking crystal Jade takes a good amount of force)
• I'll do a Chres post immediately after. This may be combined with the plot point
• I'll allow everyone to make some last few quick posts involving everyone's escape. I'll give everyone a week or so for that.
• After the escape. I'll make a Plot point to wrap things up.
• I'll make an interlude plot point

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From here, we can do a few things and I'll want everyone's input on this. @Jerkchicken, @Fetzen, @13Org, @HokumPocus, @elevation

A) we can do a two weeks of collab interlude posts with interactions between characters to add character building. (This could be done before or after the interlude plot point)

B) We can start a new Thread for the next half of the story's arc in an effort to attract fresh people (Though a better time for this may be after the arc is finished)

C) We can pick up the second half of the Arc immediately after the escape or have it take place a few days later (I'm leaning towards the latter option so we can skip boring Intel searching)

D) If we decide to skip ahead a few days, for the second half, I would like to collaborate together to decide what occurred with everyone's character during days that will have passed.

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If anyone has any additional ideas for progression, I'm all ears. Thanks to Fetzen, I have a solid foundation of an idea for how this next half will progress initially, but there are a few details which are fuzzy.

If you have any bit of story for your character which you would like to add to the story progression, let me know. If you have any questions, I'll be happy to answer :)

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Happy Turkey Day to all you here who celebrate this delicious holiday!

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Sounds good!

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I think you got this chicken! Just let our dear friend HokumPocus finish his post first.

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Sorry about that Org.

Lol, now I'm picturing Karina sitting there just twiddling her thumbs. "Are you boys done yet??? No? Okay, that's fine by me... Because look at these thumbs gooooooooooo!"

Lol actually, that seems more like a Sil thing.

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Go for it!

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So chicken PMed me and said he would be fine with smashing the candle in his next post if everyone else is down. Is that okay with everyone else? @Jerkchicken, @Fetzen, @13Org, @HokumPocus

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So, who would like the honor of smashing the candle, thus putting an end to the first half of this Arc?

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Chres Sansus

Interaction with @Jerkchicken, @Fetzen, @13Org, @HokumPocus, @elevation

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"So, are you... are you an Illusion... the real thing... or... or did I... did I just hit my head way too hard?" Chres asked while focusing on the crystal jade candle which had caught his eye. A ray of white light appeared to be coming from the glittering candle, pooling onto the roof's surface in front of the candle. The light was different from dulled daylight emitted by the Distortion's strange green sun. It seemed to enhance it... or cut through it. Yes, perhaps that was a better way to describe it.

Chres slowly picked up the candle. It had been right under the spot where he had awoken. Was that what he had felt poking his ribs? Chres rotated the candle in his hand, the light rotating with it. There was a small crack in the candle. It was from that crack, the light poured out of. It's brilliance shining into his eyes. Blinding him.

An itch crawled up the back of Chres's neck as he shut his eyes reflexively and covered the crack with his hand. Chres opened his eyes seconds after. His vision spotty. The pounding in his head intensified.

Chres rubbed his eyes with his free arm and blinked wildly. His vision gradually returned. Just in time to make out several other cult members heading their way. The words he heard after regaining consciousness echoed in his head. The reinforcements were coming and they didn't look very pleased.

There was no running from that mob, at least not like this. What was it that Gin had said? Light would protect and shield them from the cult's gaze?

Chres tightened his grip on the crystal jade candle. Old stories heard over a night of drinks popped into his head. Stories of long time Crystal Jade miners going blind. Tales of flashes of light being unleashed after every fall of the pick. A flash so bright, that it could even be seen when covering one's eyes. It was for that reason crystal jade miners had taken to wearing darkened spectacles. A protection used to avoid an early retirement.

Chres raised the crystal jade candle into the air and slammed it down onto the roof's surface. The crystal hit the ground solidly, and... nothing happened. Rather than breaking dramatically, the force of the impact caused the candle to bounce out of Chres's grip and away from his reach, rolling to a stop dangerously close to the edge of the roof.

"No!" Chres cried out in alarm. Instinctively he tried to rise to his feet, only to gasp in pain and collapse back to the ground.

"The... The Candle!" he shouted as best as he could. "Someone get the Candle! We... we need to... we need to smash it..."

Perhaps shouting this was not the best idea, as the first person to respond was the cult member who had tackled the healer to the ground. Seeing his colleagues already preoccupied, he immediately released his grip on the healer and dashed towards the candle.

Chres summoned the last of the body heat stored in his shirt. He compressed it into a single condensed Heat Construct. Chres lifted himself off the ground with his left hand and painfully threw the Compressed construct at cult member with his right hand.

It was wonderful throw. too bad the aim was lousy. Instead of hitting the Cult member as Chres had intended, the Construct ended up hitting the roof top in front of the cult member. The impact, released a powerful burst of energy. Fortunately the blast had been close enough to knock the man backwards and onto the ground. The man landed on his back and groaned. Slowly he rolled onto his stomach and began to lift himself off the ground...