Fisher was still kinda reeling from the whole, y'know, spell actually working. He scrambled to his paws and cracked a grin, even as he felt something terrifying pulling on his entire pelt. He didn't care, though, because instead his attention was drawn to Black's deep, bellowing woof. His copper gaze snapped to Black, and then the organ monstrosity's head hit Black in a such a way that Fisher actually slipped out of time.

Instead of seeing the beast of rot and bones, everything was suddenly a flurry of white instead of stench and smog. The mist-- or was it snowfall-- curled around his paws and he felt a chill down his spine, as he watched, helplessly... As a massive white ape slammed into a fluffy white dog, tossing it like a sack of potatoes. Fisher closed his eyes but his mind filled in the gaps: a sickening crunch, a body hitting crystals and a gem clattering on to the floor.

What happened next, Fisher wasn't really sure. He felt a surge of energy through his body, and he looked upon the massive, bleeding yeti and he let out one of those Classic Fisher ™ screams, the kind that sound like some kind of cat being burned alive, and he let loose everything he had on to the beast of snow and death.

inb4 a boring barely successful

Fallah saw the monster move. Organs upon organs spilling out, the thick stench of rot bellowing towards the gembounds. Black, or rather, dark, seep red tendrils sliding against each other as they fell from the organ sacs that were sliced open. The creature still moved. Its head dragged to the side, and Fallah's gaze followed it to Black, who was sent sprawling. She wanted to rush over and see if he was okay, but even more than that, she wanted to kill the monster. She wanted to kill it with her teeth. Fallah kicked into motion, her body having only the white hot desire to harm. She would inflict harm on the one who harmed her Black. Fallah lunged forward, her gem glowing. The water in her mouth pooled to her gums, climbing her teeth and growing long, protruding from her maw as she lunged to tear into the beast.

The fight had started before she had noticed, but soon enough her thoughts were shaken away as she turned to watch the others assault the beast. Kerberos seemed to have made the first strike and then soon the others. With a frown she called her magic. Hoping to crack the ground under the monster's feet just to knock it over to help the others push it back to where it had came from.

"Speech"
'Thoughts'

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All at once, the Gembounds launched a volley of attacks at the creature. It shrieked, it gargled, it choked on its own fluids as a flurry of teeth and magic came at it from all directions. From the three-headed dog was a high pressure push against its body, sending it back another couple feet towards the rift that had opened up just behind it. It's hind end began to pinch and pull into the black hole, and the beast screamed, claws scratching at the ground as it tried to pull itself out. It had barely felt the lick of flame attempted by the alligator, and it didn't even take notice of the black dog any more, trying desperately to escape the singularity.

It was the jumping sparks crawling out from the fisher cat that had finally rendered it immobile. Stunned by the electricity, the meat beast loosed another unholy screech and collapsed. At that moment, the singularity had vanished, though it had already eaten up a good portion of the creature, leaving its innards exposed, dripping and bleeding. The lynx had sunk her fangs well into its flesh, and then the ground began to crumple underneath. In the span of a single second, the Organ Monster had fallen and then began to slip back into the crevice, gargling as it went. Its bone-white claws dragged across the stone, it's limbs stiffened, until finally its bulk had slipped out of view into the darkness.

One single claw curled over the lip of the stone. Then, it weakly let go.

The Organ Monster tumbled back into the depth of the scar, disappearing; the ground groans and sighs, shifting as though gnashing the beast together as it comes back to a close. Such is a fleeting life spent blind, hungry, and visceral - it was only a babe, after all.

Kerberos does 7 damage!
Dragon does 4 damage!
Black does 7 damage!
Fisher does 15 damage!
Fallah does 17 damage!
Arkrael does 4 damage!

The Organ Monster has 0 hit points left!
You have defeated the Organ Monster!

Quest Complete! While the air still feels magically charged, all the rocks and bones seem to have fallen inanimate again. The crevice that the Organ Monster crawled out of slowly closes back up.

You may now have your characters exit this thread.

@Fisher @Kerberos @Fallah @Teyouma II @Dragon @Ghost @Eve @Black

The lynx's teeth sunk into the organ creature, it's dark, muscular organs tearing and sliding loosely between the magically formed ice teeth. The contents of the tearing flesh pooled out towards the feline, flooding her maw with the thick, almost black matter and splattering her face. A rotting scent followed by an equally atrocious taste flooded Fallah's senses. Bits of the organ matter caught behind the ice teeth and fell into Fallah's maw. The chunks were globular and slimy, the partially coagulated streaming out from between the teeth in thick, sticky tendrils.

The ground began to crumble and the monster began to slide. Her teeth cut through the punctured flesh as the monster began to fell. Fallah planted her fluffy paws against the monster, staining them a deep red. She pulled back, opening her final wound on the monster. It rocked back, falling into it's cave. Fallah pushed off using the monster for her footing. She landed safely away and her magic dies out, her icy teeth melting rapidly, streaming a translucent mix of blood and water down her chin. Small bits of rotting meat leaked out with the solution. The taste was so overwhelming, Fallah stumbled back, eyes wide. After a moment, she heaved. She couldn't handle it. Her stomach turned, and Fallah took more steps back before emptying the contents of her stomach onto the ground. She hadn't eaten, so, before her, lay a pile of chunky, red blood and yellow bile. Her nose wrinkled. She could still taste it. Her magic flared up instinctually and water blasted from her maw for several seconds.

When she had finished, Fallah staggered back a few steps and then sat, defeated. She shook her body while she sat for a minute, trying to collect herself. Slowly, she dragged her head up and looked around. Black Fallah rose, unaware if anyone had beaten her to him while she was sick. She scrambled to her friend, looking him over with wide, icy eyes, "Black... Friend...." she licked his cheek, "Friend, be okay." she nearly commanded, her eyes searching his face for an answer. He was breathing, but Fallah could not suppress her worry. Her voice was barely above a whisper, but her blood-flecked body read of her worry. She could not fathom something bad happening to Black.

@black @fisher

The alligator turned, swishing his tail over the stone with a scraping hiss of scale on rock. The thing was dead, rotten, fallen away; his meal had escaped him. The biggest meal he'd ever seen. With an irritated, rasping bellow he turned, facing the others. He'd just watch them, for now; he had no intention of interfering, even speaking. That wasn't out of coldness, either: they simply seemed to know one another, and to have too much going on.

The black dog that had foolishly run at the thing was down, and the cat curled over him, so Dragon simply watched in bloodied silence, waiting to see what would unfold.

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(Exit Dragon?)

Black heard Fallah at his ear; everything was ringing, and buzzing, and it was hard to pick one sound out from another. The smells, too, were a sense-dulling miasma of rot.

Finally he cracked his eyes open, panting, and with a slow stagger he pushed himself onto his rump. He peered at Fallah, blinking, then over to Fisher. He'd felt the surge and crackle of electricity, and the cold rush from Fallah's magic, but he wasn't sure what they'd done.

He glanced back and saw that the meat-thing, too, had fallen away--sucked back into wherever it had crawled from to begin with.

Black looked back to Fallah, and gave her a brief, reassuring lick on the head. She was gross--bloody--but he didn't mind. And anyway, it looked like she'd tried to wash her mouth out, at least.

"What happened? What was that?" he rumbled, heavy head tilting quizzically to one side.

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As the battle ended, Fisher's body was convulsing, his mind far, far away into a distant past. His pelt shook, his claws dug in deep, as he felt the ice from another lifetime mar his fur and strike his face. A fearful scream, the quick, urgent yowls of a feline-- a desperation that surged through his body. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion as the yeti came crashing down, his mind frantically filling in blotches of his world with misplaced memories.

And even as silence drew and those who survived slunk off, the mustelid found his paws didn't work. His mouth was filled with the taste of blood, and his eyes were wide, staring out into nothing. His jaws moved, teeth clacking, but he didn't speak, muscles twitching as though he was sleeping while wide awake. No, this couldn't be happening again. Deus... No. He said he wouldn't let it happen again. The fisher cat's mind finally grasped control of his vocals, and as though he was controlling his body from far away he watched his long, brown body twist and dart towards a corpse.

"Deus! No!" His nose slammed into Black as he went head first into the bark friend, but Fisher didn't seem to understand reality. His paws worked through the fur, white as the snow around them, trying to untangle a gem from under the mess. He had to save something, had to fix his wrongs, right what had gone so horribly wrong. His magic, too, was out of control, sparks tracing down his back as he frantically fought within his dreamlike state.

"I'll save you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Deus.. No, no, no... Where is it, where-- Where is it?!"

@Fallah @Black (hopefully this post isn't too confusing. :'D the magnetosphere should just tug on their gems a lil)

δεξιά . κέντρο . αριστερά

Kerberos was quick to come around to this newfound sense of pride. He looked around, and no one seemed hurt-- just a bit panicked or out of it, but there was barely any wounded. He snorted out of his noses and glanced around the battlefield for just a moment longer. He padded up to Arkrael and gave her a single, affectionate lick.

"Good job," he woofed gently, tail wagging, before he trotted off to the remains of bones and collected one in each of his jaws. Prizes-- but also gifts-- for his friends, his family, for the Bonebound. It seemed apt for him to take them, thinking privately to himself that although he could not take them all... He could take some, and perhaps, the spirits that had brought them to life would find peace in the place of death and decay.

... But mostly, he thought that Giggle might like them for her pile.

i'm ready to start
the conquest of spaces

;; kerb exit!

Black was still dazed, a bit of blood dripping from his nostrils, when Fisher began to burrow and dig into his side. He let out a soft, woofing yelp, jerking and peering down at the mustelid, flinching away as claws scraped at fur. He felt a tingle--a slight tug, a magnetic draw on something deep within his chest. His--heart?

Grey-blue eyes peered at Fisher, and Black realized even through his confusion that his friend was lost. He was in his own haze, his own delusions, and Black immediately moved to try and knock Fisher back down--albeit gently. His first instinct was to try and grip him by the scruff of the neck, to close jaws around him and gently press him down until he regained control of himself. But he remembered Fisher's magic, and thought better of it; a shock through his jaws and gums would hurt. So he tried to wrestle him down, with his weight and his paws, just holding him there while he spoke.

"Fisher. Fisher. All is well. It is Black. What is Deus?"

His voice came rumbling, loud, and urgent as he tried to break Fisher free from his trance.

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@Fisher