[x] Advise to stay back.
"Keep back." You say. "Just keep back."
Sukuyo fired another magazine, as Tomo kept firing her own bolts. The grin widened, before it quickly split the front half of the match in half. More and more hands poured out from inside the mouth, smashing themselves against the crayon landscape as tiny citizens were sent running.
You jump backwards, as everyone else does the same. The ground beneath your feet is starting to
burn.
[x]Keep an eye out for Yoko. See if Yoko can manipulate the matchstick.
"Can you manipulate the matchstick?!" You shout at Yoko.
She moves her arms forwards. "I-I'll try!" She shouts. She raises a hand, before immediately she bends one of the arms. It snaps off, and all the witch does it turn to her. "I can change the arms!" She says with a smile. "I can do something against i-!" Suddenly, she's cut off. To her horror, right in the middle of her chest, there's a flaming arm, with the hand wiggling about on her back. She can't even scream, as suddenly, she starts to
burn with the hand right inside of her.
A crossbow bolt smashes the joint above her, before she stumbles around in a daze. "Yoko!" Tomo screams, as you turn to Sukuyo.
[x] Sukuyo focuses on the flaming matchstick while Tomo takes out the hands.
Sukuyo fires another salvo of ice bullets at the matchstick, before she switches her ammo around. She fires again, this time with a series of explosive rounds. Several arms are shot off, but one manages to get through. It tries to stab her, only to bounce harmlessly off of her body. Sukuyo laughs.
"Y-you can't
touch me!" She screams, before Tomo fires at the hands, fully-enraged.
The shots miss, while you just watch in horror as the hand reaches past her shots and
grabs her face. It bursts into flame with Tomo stuck inside, and through the roaring fire you can hear her screams of agony.
All the while, the match head
slams into the ground, revealing its true size to you. The head itself is about as large as your torso, and the rest stretches over the crayon landscape as the paper catches fire. All around you, this childhood fantasy falls apart around you, as the world around you goes to hell.
[OPTION SELECT]
[] Attack it.
[] Grab the newbies and get out.
[] Write-in.