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Lullaby [drakengard 3/??? Quest]

Well, maybe maybe not.

Personally I have no idea what is going on sooo... If you want a vote then I follow the bandwagon.

[X] You feel funny . . .
 
". . ."

". . . . . ." What - what is with this painful sensation?

Uuughh, it stings, it stings, like a thousand needles pricking apart your body, one after another, no, far worse than that, as if each individual needle was dripping with weeping venom, as to burn the puncture incessantly, what kind devious torture is this?

"Uugh. . . . . . . . . . Eehh!!"

Its getting worse, did Bass's men poison you?

Aghh. . . . . Your heart is blistering in flames. What is this?

What is happening. . . . ?

"Six?"

". . . . SIX?!" One cries out worried.

"I'm dying. . . . . . ?!!"

A strange power surges forth through you in a rapturous torrent of tormenting agony.

[X] Touch
[X] Mind
[X] Sight
 
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At first, darkness.

Then awakening. That strange, strange agony dispersed and dispelled, left you reeling, and confused. You feel. . . . funny. To say the least.

Groggily, moving away from the tepid flooring, there's a strange straining of your eyes. Everything's so. . . focused, vivid, clear even.
You rub your eyes, gently. But you weren't seeing thing.

Your vision. . . Its gotten better.

An understatement. Gotten better is a gross understatement, every bump, dent, crack, or otherwise imperfection in this very dungeon becomes, glaring clear.

If you focus your gaze. . .

. . . . Things would become even clearer, no doubt.

But that's not all, you feel something weltering within you, a power that desperately wants to escape. . .

"Awake again?"

One? Oh wait - your sisters?!

[X] ?
 
[x] Talk to One
-[x] About your eyes, your vision seems off

Lolwhat.
 
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[x] Talk to One
-[x] About your eyes, your vision seems off
-[x] Did the same thing happen to you?
 
"W-what. . . happened?"

Groaning out, dazed - this dungeon must be seriously getting to you; especially with your new, aggravatingly keen-eyesight.

"I do not know, Six. But it seems you went. . . 'out of it', to say the least."

One studies you quietly - worried, no doubt, impassively.

"My vision seems abit. . . off. . . ."

". . . . Your vision?"

"Yeah, I can literally notice every small detail, now, and its giving me quite headache, ugh. . ."

One frowns, and feels your head, presumably checking you for fever.

"I know what you mean; It would seem that we share the same problem, my senses seem to be - rather 'Erratic' at the moment."

Well, it wasn't just you; wait, what about your other sisters. . . . .?

Who are gone. . . .

One picks up the que, "Two, became herculean and 'Accidently' the door," flexing a thumb at the chamber's doorway; that's missing - not only its rusting, metallic gate, but also some of the mossy mortar from tepidly stained walls.

Speaking of which. . . .

"We manage to get some clothes, well, not the best clothes, but clothes none the less. Still I'm recommend that you get off the filthy floor before you get sick, hm?"

"C'mon, let's go, Six; the others are awaiting us - and we really don't want Three became comatose - again."

"Right."

​


Apparently, One led you to what amounts to be office of some sort - but this place is remarkably. . . . abandoned.

Two, seem to be in an odd combination of preppy and sore from physical exhaustion. Three is remarkable not asleep, but her posture is bad, why can't she just stand up straight? Four seems to be nervous but otherwise alright, and Five. . . is being Five.

One seems to busy. . . reading, some old texts.


[X] Talk to your Sisters: about what? (This is a write-in!)
- [X] One.
- [X] Two.
- [X] Three.
- [X] Four.
- [X] Five.

- Acquired: Prisoner's Rags (Equipped)
 
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One is a leader of sorts right?

[X] talk to One about the office.

....;_; will alter when better idea comes to mind.
 
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