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Noise

It starts as just irritation. A metaphorical crawling under your skin. Things are too noisy, too bright, there is too much happening all the time and you can't take it all in-

Then silence it, make it yours, make it you, take control and destroy what will not submit

It sounds so inviting, a freedom from the noise, but its wrong, its wrong, its wrong and the noise is getting louder, mechanical and foreboding as it sees you, it knows you are there, and it wants to make you apart of it.

Anatawa hitorijanai

For a moment, there is quiet.

You breathe.

And fall through water.

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[ FIRE. FIRE EVERYWHERE.

Also he’s coughing a bit more now. ]

C-careful! I’m a plant too!

[Welp, that's a two.]

[Sacrifice is doing what he can, throwing up fabrications to keep the area tentacles away from the three of them.]

[The Technodrone is still trying to push through the ice dilation, but well, they don't really have anything to counter it, especially when Sacrifice isn't backing them.]

[There's a swing of a spear, forcing them off balance and then]

[SO MUCH HERBICIDE]

[And hits the ground, losing all form that's like Donnie, now just turning into a massy blobby pink thing. Lashing out one last time, but they're clearly on their last legs]

[ I SET FIIIIIIIRE

TO THE KRAAAAAANG ]

[What the fuck is Hunter a witch or a plant GOTTA PUT A PIN IN THIS

Just. Gonna leap, to put all her strength, weight, and gravity into bringing her spear down on the blob, letting go and springboarding back off.]

[ Crow caught Hunter's comment so he is getting up CLOSE and PERSONAL before dumping the ENTIRE REMAINING HERBICIDE SUPPLY

DIRECTLY

ONTO

THE KRAAAAAAAANG! (17)]

[The combination, between the herbicide, the slowed time, the spear taking what little balance there was, ALL THE FIRE, and Sacrifice hindering any other systems-]

[The Technodone just doesn't have the oomph to fight back.]

[With a horrifying, echoing, ear splitting shriek, the herbicide splashes over the Technodrone, sizzling and burning away into a pink goup as the tentacles all fall limp around the room.]

Did - did we do it?

That might have done it.

[Hand going to her goggles, toggling through modes and looking around, just in case.]

Heh! Now that's what I'm talking about!

[ He hasn't let his guard down yet though, watching for remaining signs of activity. ]

[ Hunter, meanwhile, turns back to Sacrifice. ]

Donnie? You okay?

[The room shifts]

[It gets smaller. It's still got the console, it's still have Kraang ship, but the room is a lot more]

[Manageable in size. Smaller than the other rooms.]

[Sacrifice sits down hard. Still hurt, but]

Crow, please heal Hunter.

[ Crow nods, then holds his fist to his chest for a moment. When he extends his hand out to Hunter, he'll feel bubbles as a cool, watery sensation flows through him. He'll remain dry, but it's a reasonably strong heal. ]

It wouldn't hurt to get looked over still, but that should handle the worst of anything.

[ Ah … that is much better. his coughing subsides. ]

Thank you. That’s much better.

You got it.

[ Sacrifice is next up on the healing Price is Right. Watery, bubbly heals for you!]

[Just posting up to guard and Taking Note that Crow has an extremely useful skill, there. Look out buddy, you’re being COMPETENT.]

I don't- [except then there is already healing and]

[Sacrifice sighs and just going to slump against the console.]

[He is....very tired.]

A memory of your place in the family.

What?

[ This looks like it has nothing to do with Crow, so he will poitely look away and stay quiet while they have their Moment. ]

[WATCHING RESPECTFULLY]

Family does change things.

That's the crafting material needed to reach the Core.

…

Should it be a good memory or a bad memory?

[ because wow does he have some bad Belos memories, ]

Depends if you want to use Belos or us.

[ Crow's listening, but none of this involves him so he's gone to check out that console. Not touching! Just looking. ]

Its an invitation for all of you. [That is pointed to Crow and Aloy as well.]

Don't touch it. You won't like what you see. [To Crow specifically.]

Wasn't planning on it.

[ Crow knows better! He was just Looking. But he glances over at Donatello. ]

Anything I've got for family's gonna be pretty old. I figure I'll just let you guys handle that.

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