Around The Island, Thursday Morning

[rebelseekspizza]

The island shook.

It was a light, almost delicate tremble: no bookcases would tip over, no houses would collapse, but a cup might shake just hard enough to go tumbling off the table and strike the floor, shattering. Here and there, a pet howled, spooked, but unsure why.

A small portal opened up right above the beach, where it was empty, no man in sight. The slugs - massive things the size of a dog, with ugly circles of teeth where their faces should be - hit the sand with a disgustingly squishy noise.

Pat.

Pat pat pat.

Pat.

Pat.

The portal closed.

Another tremble.

Then it shimmered back to life, malevolent in its appearance, its purples and reds, and let the people through.

[[ and so we begin the bde! open for Team Evil ]]

Comments

[zack_unfair]

He was tired. He was a little worse for the wear. But when Zack stepped through that portal and saw the island spread out around him, the sand on the beach clean under his feet, the sun hanging bright in the sky, he couldn't help but grin.

Hell, not just grin, but giggle, bubbling up from somewhere deep within, some part of him that maybe he'd forgotten, that could still feel things like relief and joy.

They'd made it.

This was going to work.

They could save the world from the plague, once and for all.

[cracked_n_corrupt]

Peridot didn't step through the portal so much as she skittered through it, down on all fours, and then looked around the beach with wide, empty eyes.

She frowned. She remembered the world when it was like this, clean and new, everything so... so... young, before the corruption had spread. She shivered, not from the cold, but from the memory of all of this blinking away, slowly, by human standards. So, so quickly, to a Gem. She hated it. Hated this. Hated being here, with that reminder.

Her shape twisted for a moment, the crack in her Gem making it difficult to hold her form for long without interruption, before settling back to her... mostly usual self. She could help end this, help save herself before losing all this would be too much to take. Maybe she'd be shattered for it, but an eternity of broken oblivion was preferable to that.

[prince_of_calamity]

Stepping...no, ducking...through the portal, Calamity Sidon couldn't help but laugh, a big booming sound that roiled with all the dark influence of the disease he had accepted long before the other disease started to come in. The disease that made the Calamity look like a hatchling's diving game. This place just seemed so...bright! And untouched! No purple-black like that one that had tainted his own scales and his sharp eyes despite the icons shh, no touch of the plague to darken it and increase its shadows...

...yet. He laughed again, bouncing a little on his feet with excitement, fists clenched before him with a nearly boyish glee, but there was nothing so innocent about the grin on his face. Hyrule had been destroyed so beautifully! So had so much of the rest of the world! How lucky they were to still have one more pocket of the universe to bring to ruin for its own good!

[all_die_together]

Yang grinned, and punched Sidon in the shoulder. Affectionately. "Hey," she rasped, her voice damaged from years of screaming in rage at their world. "Don't break them too fast, we need a few days to get everything set up."

So they could really break everything.

[prince_of_calamity]

And Calamity Sidon flashed a toothy grin. "Perish the thought!" he boomed, flexing his muscles, his headtail flicking behind him, sending off purple-black wisps of his blight. "Something this glorious and magnificent and final must be savored! As tempting as it is to just dive right in!"

[all_die_together]

Yang's hair gave off tendrils of flickering flame, everything about her a bright contrast to Calamity Sidon's darkness except for the shadow that had taken root in her heart.

"It'll all burn," she replied, almost dreamily, if not for the intense hate in her eyes. "Every last speck of it."

[blowyourhousedown]

Hey now, Derek didn't like the term 'evil'. It was a little too black and white for his liking.

He prefered... evolved beyond the morality of this world. Yeah, that sounded better.

He wrinkled his nose at the smell once he was on the beach.

[nogitsuneonadderall]

Stiles was more than okay with being evil. He preferred labels. Made things easier to deal with, especially as things in his head got fuzzier.

"This is cheery."

[blowyourhousedown]

"You think?" Derek asked, making his way to Stiles' side like a good guard dog.

[nogitsuneonadderall]

"Can't you just feel the happiness?" he asked. "Means we're in the right spot."

[blowyourhousedown]

Derek curled his lip at that. "At least we won't have to deal with that for long."

[nogitsuneonadderall]

"True," Stiles said. "It'll be nice to tear it apart."

[blowyourhousedown]

"What should we do first?" he asked, tilting his head to brush against Stiles'shoulder.

[nogitsuneonadderall]

"We need to lay low," he said. "Stay cool and keep your claws to yourself for now."

[blowyourhousedown]

But Stiiiiiles.

"Doesn't sound very fun to me," Derek replied with an annoyed huff.

[nogitsuneonadderall]

Stiles rolled his eyes. "I trust in your ability to restrain yourself."

[blowyourhousedown]

"Thanks," he shot back dryly. "Your faith means everything to me."

[nogitsuneonadderall]

"Hey, if you want to ruin everything, fine by me," he said. "But I won't stop the others from trying to tear you apart."

[blowyourhousedown]

"Who will watch your back if that happens?"

Like Stiles couldn't con someone new.

[nogitsuneonadderall]

"That's a good point," he said, even though he knew full well he could con someone new. "You have a talent there."

[blowyourhousedown]

Derek lifted his chin proudly because he was a sucker for a pretty face and loads of evil trickery. "I can keep from clawing someone if they don't start something with me."

[nogitsuneonadderall]

Stiles patted Derek on the cheek. "That's all I ask."

[blowyourhousedown]

"Yes, dear."

[funnyevilways]

Mina stepped through the portal and took a deep breath as she continued to pace forward. The air tasted different, like even in the very atmosphere there was more life, more vitality.

It turned her stomach. How very selfish of this place to be so nice. It was disgusting, it was rude, and it was uncivilized.

[all_die_together]

Yang strode through, clearly ready for a fight, and seemed almost disappointed in their quiet arrival.

"Good. We're early enough."

[maneatingtiger]

Raven stepped out, looked out over the island, and stretched. None of her joints moved the way one might expect.

"Nice place," she said, her voice echoing faintly. "Can't way to see it burn."

[atlast_thefool]

Atton didn't say much of anything as his boots hit the ground.

He looked tired.

And pale. And sick.

He was so tired of this poodoo.