Stuck [Open]

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[attr="class","boneslyricone"]The Sky Sorceress:

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[attr="class","boneslyrictwo"]Wendy Marvell & Carla.

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“T-thi-this was a-a-a terr–ible id–ea,” Wendy muttered, her face turning to a deep shade of sickly green. “Now, now child. You remember our mission, don’t you,” Carla added in her usual very serious manner. “If it means going to each world in turn, then that is what we will have to do.”

Carla had been her partner since she was very young. She was what is known as an Exceed, and for unknown reason; Dragon Slayers and Exceeds go hand-in-hand. An Exceed is very similar to a cat except with the ability to stand on two legs and talk. The white furred; Carla currently wore one of her usual ensembles; a scarlet dress with a white frilled shirt under it; tied up with a ribbon; which blew in the wind from the still open bay doors.
Wendy, herself; lay slumped in a corner over one of the many crates that littered the room. She attempted to stand but she slouched again to one side unable to keep upright. Along with the power of being a ‘Dragon Slayer’, came one very dreaded weakness; Motion Sickness.

Wendy was the Dragon Slayer of the Sky; able to cast powerful degrees magic which is able to manipulate air, amongst other abilities such fall under the category of support.
“T-Troia,” Wendy attempted feebly; placing her hands against her throbbing head. Her hands glowed a bright blue for a mere second before fading into nothing. “You know, that won’t work child,” Carla added, shaking her head in annoyance. Troia is a type of magic specifically made for Motion Sickness; unfortunately, it doesn't work if you are suffering from it yourself. 

“Come on, Wendy. We should move. Who knows when those ‘things’ will be back,” she said, attempting to help the girl to stand but to no avail. She merely fell once more into a heap on the floor of the ship.
Just then; an alarm loudly sounded and a robotic voice said, “Intruder Alert. Level One.”
Carla turned to Wendy and back towards the door if they didn’t move soon; whatever piloted this ship would come and find them and they would likely not be friendly whilst doing so. The voice began to repeat in a louder voice which seemed to be being broadcast to all the other rooms.

OPEN ● 365 ● N/A

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Ben wasn't really fond of his situation right now, first he had been sucked into a null-void projector while still human and ended up in space with no air. But by sheer dumb luck and some help from the Omnitrix he had transformed into an alien just before he ended up in space, Diamondhead no less, and was alive and well but stuck floating in space for a good long while which much to Ben's annoyance was unable to move as he was hurtled toward an unknown spaceship. 

As his diamond like body slammed against the space ship face first against the hard metal of the ship it hardly hurt at all but Ben wasn't too happy about it as he was basically a fly on a windshield on this giant ship. 

"Time to open up this tin can!" Ben said as he formed a blade with his diamond like body and tore open an hole in the ship. It set off alarms about intruder alerts once he entered and as air leaked out into space at a face pace an emergency metal door closed right behind Ben where the hole was. 

"Ah man! Guess i'm stuck in here now." 

Ben as Diamondhead ran down the halls as alarms blared louder and louder. 

It was then he saw a girl hiding in corner from what it seemed and about his age. 

"What the heck is this girl doing here?" Ben said as he noticed the alarms start to go quiet.  

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[attr="class","boneslyricone"]The Sky Sorceress:

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[attr="class","boneslyrictwo"]Wendy Marvell & Carla.

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The two of them, Carla and Wendy who was still pushed up against one of the crate which littered the room. She was still attempting to find her balance, a difficult task – considering her face was now turning a deeper and sicklier green. The robotic voice continued to blare out at various intervals, “Intruder Alert, Level Two – Hull Breach.”

After a few minutes, which mostly consisted of Carla pushing Wendy to her feet while Wendy continued to slump. “Come on – child,” Carla added, quickly – pushing her up to her feet, once more. “W-we really need to move.”

“O-okay, okay,” Wendy said, in an unstable voice, quite as unstable as her ability to walk. The two of them, very slowly drifted to the closest door, which sprung open with a metallic ping and closed again right behind them. They broke into a wobbly but slow half-walk, running down each of the corridors in turn; trying to find either the way out or somewhere where they’d be safe.

Wendy turned to Carla who was running at her side, “C-C-Carla, do you even know where we are going?” she muttered slowly. Of course, she was still felt terrible due to the motion-sickness but she was, at least able to walk now, her face was now slightly less green.

As she turned to get an answer, she felt something as rock-hard as a brick wall crash right into her. Slowing looking upwards, she saw what she crashed into; it was a massive creature – seemingly made from shining green crystal. Two large muscular arms made from the same, with two large spikes protruding from its back and bright yellow eyes which looked right into her brown ones.

“Wh-what is that Carla,” she said slowly. “I have absolutely no idea, child.”

OPEN ● 295 ● N/A

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