[That's how she already feels, because these motherfuckers took her comfort sword? But yes, as long as Vira seems to have her head about her (anger counts), she'll let her jump down. She'll jump down as well, darting behind a pile of plates and reaching out to grab a fork for herself.]
[chuck jingle is happy to be held. they wrap their arms tightly around sasazuka and do their best to stay quiet and not rattle when he jumps down. they seem reluctant to be put down... and when they're placed, they stay where they are, crouching and starting to shiver.
the guests around them continue to eat - they don't notice the jumpers yet, distracted by their food. you are now armed with a knife and a fork, and also have a baby that doesn't want to move.]
Sheila jumps down alongside the others, but she doesn't make a grab for any weapons. Let the joth (jock and goth) squad get the cool cutlery swords. The fact that their baby doesn't want to move is bad, though, and she will offer to hold their hand or piggyback them if necessary. Please do not get vored, Chuck Jingle.
Regardless of whether they accept or reject the offer, she will silently glance at the rest of the group to make sure they're all good before searching for an opening. Any opportunities to sneak the next convenient cover while the guests are looking in another direction?]
[ if they want two hands then sasazuka is also here.
for now though, he just stares at ichika for a moment and then turns his attention to the exit. do they have a better view of the it now or is it still just vague snow? if there's an opportunity to move he will. he'll also grab a utensil since you never know when you may need one. ]
[ she lets mom and dad deal with their baby, narrowing her eyes on the dining party and this grotesque illusion of Katalina, which only serves to make her angrier, gripping her 'sword' tightly.
If there's an opening, she's going to move towards the side of the table closest to the exit, darting between cover to do so. Is it a clean shot from here to the exit? ]
[Likewise, she'll trust Sheila and Sasazuka to handle baby. She'll follow closely with the others, trying to date behind plates, carrying her stupid fork. to defend herself and Sheila if needed, since she has her hands full.]
[the baby quietly tries to climb sheila? please hold them. this is very scary. they will be here, resting their paper bag head against her shoulder. they're not like, the best thing to carry around because they're made entirely of angles, but it's okay, they're trying to be still so they don't accidentally jab her.
the four of them can see the endgoal a little better now - there's snow, and past that, another door, with a flickering green EXIT sign over it.
each of the four of you wait until you think you have the right timing, and dart through behind the plates and piles of meat. as you do, one of the guests notices. he lets out a noise that sounds more like an animal than a human, and swipes across the table to try and grab sheila. a red haired woman is shoved into the table by his swipe, and she hisses, trying to fight him over who gets to pick sheila up.
of course, this alerts the other guests. all eyes are starting to turn to the living pieces of meat scrambling by on their table.]
[They? Did not properly negotiate this kink? Calm down, Joel.
Regardless of whether or not she believes her words from earlier, her husband is currently trying to eat her and she is not into that — so it's time to fucking move. She will do whatever she can to make sure she keeps a secure grip on the baby, barely reacting even if they do end up jabbing her. But she's gonna book it, attempting to weave through the objects on the table in a way that it 1) obscures their position, and 2) makes it difficult to grab them without bumping into other shit first.
[ she scowls as the table sees them, her gaze landing solidly on 'katalina' with raw steaks in her hands and looking like she's about to blow a gasket. her shoulders tremble with anger. it's all completely unacceptable, though sasazuka's point diverts her attention very briefly. ]
Is it the child...?
[ since sheila is carrying a scared babby, it's easy enough for vira to catch up and follow after her, holding her cutlery defensively at her side in case she needs to slash at any more greedy hands. no touching their mom or demon horror child. ]
[Harrow snarls, wielding her fork, at the man and red-haired woman as they try to menace Shiela, trying to give her the chance to escape. When the red-haired woman reaches for her, Harrow doesn't hesitate before slamming the trines of the fork into that hand, meaning to draw blood.
And then she sort of takes the face in, the grotesque approximation of a face, that shock of red hair, those awful glasses. There's something throbbing under her skull, something painful, a headache at first and then a hammer to the delicate frontal bone. She's never seen this face before in her life, and she can't bear to look at it for a second longer. Fortunately she doesn't need to, as the hammering in her frontal lobe becomes a sharper pain, her vision blurring, her legs numb and collapsing under her, blood beginning to trickle from her nose and dripping to the ground.
When she speaks, it's with a slurred voice, incomprehensible, something that sounds a little like grughnshhn, and then she just collapses right there.
both vira and sasazuka manage to stab away two hands coming for sheila and the baby - which would be great, if harrow didn't pass out. because the second jingle sees harrow fall, they let out a godawful sound. it's something like a tornado siren and a t-rex. it grows in volume pretty frantically, and the baby just... wriggles out of sheila's grasp.
sheila is able to do exactly what she wants to do - she obscures her position and the guests lose track of her immediately. she is functionally invisible for this round.
however, vira is not quite as lucky. she does get in a stab into one of the greedy hands coming for her, but the guest is so furious that he's been stabbed that he backhands her across the table. she goes flying forward and crashes through several stacks of plates - they shatter around her. this probably results in a lot of nasty cuts, and either a broken arm, or a broken collarbone, your choice. on the other hand, she's now pretty close to the exit.
francy is dead so i'm skipping sasazuka for now, but he does get knocked around a bit by both the guests trying to grab him and also, chuck jingle, who zooms past him at top speeds to get to harrow.
which is a good thing! because harrow gets picked up by the red haired woman, and eaten. she gets... mashed around a bit, and probably breaks a bone or two while she's in the mouth of this thing. fortunately for her, baby is very fond of its parents. chuck jingle, still making that tornado siren sound, skids to a stop in front of the red haired woman, and snaps their fingers.
the red haired woman explodes! it is very messy and disgusting, and all of you are now coated in gore. the other guests seem wary.
harrow is now... free, i guess, on the table, kind of chewed up a bit but alive, as the baby tries to drag her across the table, away from the rest of the guests.]
[THEIR BABY RAN OFF AND THEY ARE NOW COVERED IN GORE AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Unfortunately, despite being the luckiest bitch here, she is doubling back to help Harrow and Jingle the moment she realizes what happened. Sasazuka and Vira will have to maybe not die by themselves for now? It's fine. Here's to hoping the guests aren't going to give her diarrhea as well, because there is probably some extra chunky salsa in her mouth after all this. Terrible. Horrible. 0/10.]
sasazuka's whole brain just turns off for several seconds as he computes what just happened. this is disgusting and terrible. but as sheila goes after baby and harrow, he's going to run in the other direction to vira to check on her. ]
[ harrow seems to have had a stroke and gently vored, they've been found out by the giants, vira is absolutely sure she's broken something, and now they are covered in blood and viscera.
there's been better days. vira grits her teeth as she forces herself up and off the broken shards, unable to bite back a pained wince. ]
It's fine—help Harrowhark! We have to keep the path open for them!
[ she isn't in much condition to help drag anyone, but she holds her stupid steak knife in her good hand, getting ready to stab again if sheila and jingle need any assistance.
even if their baby did just explode a lady, they don't know what their capabilities really are. ]
[Well, I didn't put don't be lightly vored by an inflated version of her ex and then covered in her viscera in my permissions post, so that's on me, I guess.
Anyway, thanks Chuck Jingle??? What an angel. Harrow actually won't stay passed out for long, especially as she's being dragged with broken bones across a table? The baby doesn't have a name that Harrow knows, so she doesn't have anything to shout, but as she wakes up, just. . .well, the part where she's covered in viscera actually isn't that big of a deal to her, this is just a necromancer Tuesday, but the part where she was lightly chewed isn't great. But she's also still nauseated from whatever the hell just happened to her brain, but throwing up right now definitely wouldn't improve this situation. Also, there's some part of her, deep in the recesses of her fucked up brain, that's really mad at the joke about eating her she knows she'd hear about now.]
[y'all did say anything goes though i guess you couldn't have anticipated vore
the baby makes a very loud honk sound that probably serves as a no, when harrow speaks. thankfully, sheila comes to help, and with vira watching for stray hands, they manage to make it some distance down the table. the guests sort of just... slowly go back to eating, though all eyes are still on the four of them. it is probably unnerving to have a bunch of people sucking on raw steaks and watching you try to drag your broken, munched on body across a table, huh.
despite everything, you're hungrier than before.
the baby is going to keep dragging harrow, but they keep stumbling here and there. maybe exploding an entire giant wore them out.]
[Staring at Harrow incredulously while hauling her chewed up self across the table.]
I appreciate your resilience, and I love that for you. [A deep breath, and then she hisses:] But this is not even remotely close to alright...!
[Jingle earns themselves a worried glance as they begin to stumble, as well. But with all the shit happening right now, she isn't sure what to do besides taking as much of Harrow's weight as possible. Maybe even all of it, if the baby isn't stubborn. Someone, please help their child.]
Just a little further, okay, sweetie?
[That may be a lie. Either way, time to scoot as quickly as possible across this table even as her stomach seriously starts to bother her. Surely, this is fine.]
[ he gives vira a doubtful look, but considering she's still moving, he'll run to follow after the others, while also not straying too far away from her in case she does need help. ]
Come on, we're almost there...
[ out of the vore and into potentially freezing to death ]
[ That's valid, she doesn't look like she's in amazing condition. But at least she wasn't literally vored. It looks like Sheila is managing okay with Harrow, though Vira frowns in concern at Jingle.
Their baby... ]
Make sure you have your lighters ready.
[ She's starving and everything hurts and it's about to get cold. She keeps her eye on the giants as they stumble to the exit. ]
[No, she appreciates the offer of help from Sheila - if baby will let her, she's getting back onto her legs; one of them is quite badly broken and the other is painful, but she can walk with assistance. At least the pain and the sensation that she might vomit any second now is distracting her from the hunger? At least that.]
I've been hurt worse than this, I can stand it. [Just. Usually she can kind of fix it, after.] Are. . . they all right?
[She doesn't want to be responsible for baby getting hurt. Anyway, she will stumble, leaning against Sheila, for the exit.]
[jingle lets sheila take more of the weight, and rattles weakly when sheila encourages them. they keep up, though, running with their arms wrapped around themselves. despite being munched on, harrow is perceptive enough to see that as jingle runs, they are just... losing hair? the long, tangled black hair under the paper bag falls out in a couple of chunks, leaving half the amount as before. sheila is also perceptive enough to see this!
the guests towards the end of the table, near the exit, did not see the explosion before, however, and as the four of you rush past them, they squeal and drop their pieces of meat hurriedly. one of them climbs onto the table itself to give chase, knocking plates out of the way with a shatter. pieces of plate fall all around sasazuka - they're pretty jagged, he might get hurt! and by might, i mean he does, you just get to decide how horrible his cuts are.
but the baby speeds up, going to grab both his and vira's hands, and the burst of warmth and adrenaline from the simple act should be enough to get them to the snow without issue.
which is good, because the guest chasing them gets stuck in the door, and prevents other guests from following.]
[With everything else happening, there's little she can do beside gasp as Jingle starts to? Maybe? Fall apart? She does not stop running until they are all safely(?) out in the snow, and even then, she doesn't seem particularly winded once they're able to catch their breath. If Harrow wants to sit down for a bit, she will help her, but either way—]
Are we all in one piece?
[Looks at everyone. Frowns at Jingle with extreme concern. IS THEIR BABY DYING??]
[ vira pulls together a small smile when jingle takes her hand, though she sobers up as she checks out their surroundings. they're overall pretty injured, and is their baby okay???? ]
I don't know, but I don't think we're out of danger yet.
[ everything hurts pretty bad, but she looks out into the snow if there's anything that sticks out. ]
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[That's how she already feels, because these motherfuckers took her comfort sword? But yes, as long as Vira seems to have her head about her (anger counts), she'll let her jump down. She'll jump down as well, darting behind a pile of plates and reaching out to grab a fork for herself.]
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the guests around them continue to eat - they don't notice the jumpers yet, distracted by their food. you are now armed with a knife and a fork, and also have a baby that doesn't want to move.]
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Sheila jumps down alongside the others, but she doesn't make a grab for any weapons. Let the joth (jock and goth) squad get the cool cutlery swords. The fact that their baby doesn't want to move is bad, though, and she will offer to hold their hand or piggyback them if necessary. Please do not get vored, Chuck Jingle.
Regardless of whether they accept or reject the offer, she will silently glance at the rest of the group to make sure they're all good before searching for an opening. Any opportunities to sneak the next convenient cover while the guests are looking in another direction?]
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for now though, he just stares at ichika for a moment and then turns his attention to the exit. do they have a better view of the it now or is it still just vague snow? if there's an opportunity to move he will. he'll also grab a utensil since you never know when you may need one. ]
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If there's an opening, she's going to move towards the side of the table closest to the exit, darting between cover to do so. Is it a clean shot from here to the exit? ]
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the four of them can see the endgoal a little better now - there's snow, and past that, another door, with a flickering green EXIT sign over it.
each of the four of you wait until you think you have the right timing, and dart through behind the plates and piles of meat. as you do, one of the guests notices. he lets out a noise that sounds more like an animal than a human, and swipes across the table to try and grab sheila. a red haired woman is shoved into the table by his swipe, and she hisses, trying to fight him over who gets to pick sheila up.
of course, this alerts the other guests. all eyes are starting to turn to the living pieces of meat scrambling by on their table.]
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Regardless of whether or not she believes her words from earlier, her husband is currently trying to eat her and she is not into that — so it's time to fucking move. She will do whatever she can to make sure she keeps a secure grip on the baby, barely reacting even if they do end up jabbing her. But she's gonna book it, attempting to weave through the objects on the table in a way that it 1) obscures their position, and 2) makes it difficult to grab them without bumping into other shit first.
LET'S GO LESBIANS (+ SASSAFRAS), LET'S GO... ]
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he hurries across the table, ready to like, stab any hands that come too close to them. ]
Why are they going after Sheila...?
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Is it the child...?
[ since sheila is carrying a scared babby, it's easy enough for vira to catch up and follow after her, holding her cutlery defensively at her side in case she needs to slash at any more greedy hands. no touching their mom or demon horror child. ]
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[Harrow snarls, wielding her fork, at the man and red-haired woman as they try to menace Shiela, trying to give her the chance to escape. When the red-haired woman reaches for her, Harrow doesn't hesitate before slamming the trines of the fork into that hand, meaning to draw blood.
And then she sort of takes the face in, the grotesque approximation of a face, that shock of red hair, those awful glasses. There's something throbbing under her skull, something painful, a headache at first and then a hammer to the delicate frontal bone. She's never seen this face before in her life, and she can't bear to look at it for a second longer. Fortunately she doesn't need to, as the hammering in her frontal lobe becomes a sharper pain, her vision blurring, her legs numb and collapsing under her, blood beginning to trickle from her nose and dripping to the ground.
When she speaks, it's with a slurred voice, incomprehensible, something that sounds a little like grughnshhn, and then she just collapses right there.
So that's fun!]
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both vira and sasazuka manage to stab away two hands coming for sheila and the baby - which would be great, if harrow didn't pass out. because the second jingle sees harrow fall, they let out a godawful sound. it's something like a tornado siren and a t-rex. it grows in volume pretty frantically, and the baby just... wriggles out of sheila's grasp.
sheila is able to do exactly what she wants to do - she obscures her position and the guests lose track of her immediately. she is functionally invisible for this round.
however, vira is not quite as lucky. she does get in a stab into one of the greedy hands coming for her, but the guest is so furious that he's been stabbed that he backhands her across the table. she goes flying forward and crashes through several stacks of plates - they shatter around her. this probably results in a lot of nasty cuts, and either a broken arm, or a broken collarbone, your choice. on the other hand, she's now pretty close to the exit.
francy is dead so i'm skipping sasazuka for now, but he does get knocked around a bit by both the guests trying to grab him and also, chuck jingle, who zooms past him at top speeds to get to harrow.
which is a good thing! because harrow gets picked up by the red haired woman, and eaten. she gets... mashed around a bit, and probably breaks a bone or two while she's in the mouth of this thing. fortunately for her, baby is very fond of its parents. chuck jingle, still making that tornado siren sound, skids to a stop in front of the red haired woman, and snaps their fingers.
the red haired woman explodes! it is very messy and disgusting, and all of you are now coated in gore. the other guests seem wary.
harrow is now... free, i guess, on the table, kind of chewed up a bit but alive, as the baby tries to drag her across the table, away from the rest of the guests.]
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[THEIR BABY RAN OFF AND THEY ARE NOW COVERED IN GORE AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Unfortunately, despite being the luckiest bitch here, she is doubling back to help Harrow and Jingle the moment she realizes what happened. Sasazuka and Vira will have to maybe not die by themselves for now? It's fine. Here's to hoping the guests aren't going to give her diarrhea as well, because there is probably some extra chunky salsa in her mouth after all this. Terrible. Horrible. 0/10.]
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sasazuka's whole brain just turns off for several seconds as he computes what just happened. this is disgusting and terrible. but as sheila goes after baby and harrow, he's going to run in the other direction to vira to check on her. ]
Hey!
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there's been better days. vira grits her teeth as she forces herself up and off the broken shards, unable to bite back a pained wince. ]
It's fine—help Harrowhark! We have to keep the path open for them!
[ she isn't in much condition to help drag anyone, but she holds her stupid steak knife in her good hand, getting ready to stab again if sheila and jingle need any assistance.
even if their baby did just explode a lady, they don't know what their capabilities really are. ]
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Anyway, thanks Chuck Jingle??? What an angel. Harrow actually won't stay passed out for long, especially as she's being dragged with broken bones across a table? The baby doesn't have a name that Harrow knows, so she doesn't have anything to shout, but as she wakes up, just. . .well, the part where she's covered in viscera actually isn't that big of a deal to her, this is just a necromancer Tuesday, but the part where she was lightly chewed isn't great. But she's also still nauseated from whatever the hell just happened to her brain, but throwing up right now definitely wouldn't improve this situation. Also, there's some part of her, deep in the recesses of her fucked up brain, that's really mad at the joke about eating her she knows she'd hear about now.]
I'm. . . I'm all right. Go to the exit.
[Are you????]
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the baby makes a very loud honk sound that probably serves as a no, when harrow speaks. thankfully, sheila comes to help, and with vira watching for stray hands, they manage to make it some distance down the table. the guests sort of just... slowly go back to eating, though all eyes are still on the four of them. it is probably unnerving to have a bunch of people sucking on raw steaks and watching you try to drag your broken, munched on body across a table, huh.
despite everything, you're hungrier than before.
the baby is going to keep dragging harrow, but they keep stumbling here and there. maybe exploding an entire giant wore them out.]
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I appreciate your resilience, and I love that for you. [A deep breath, and then she hisses:] But this is not even remotely close to alright...!
[Jingle earns themselves a worried glance as they begin to stumble, as well. But with all the shit happening right now, she isn't sure what to do besides taking as much of Harrow's weight as possible. Maybe even all of it, if the baby isn't stubborn. Someone, please help their child.]
Just a little further, okay, sweetie?
[That may be a lie. Either way, time to scoot as quickly as possible across this table even as her stomach seriously starts to bother her. Surely, this is fine.]
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Come on, we're almost there...
[ out of the vore and into potentially freezing to death ]
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Their baby... ]
Make sure you have your lighters ready.
[ She's starving and everything hurts and it's about to get cold. She keeps her eye on the giants as they stumble to the exit. ]
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I've been hurt worse than this, I can stand it. [Just. Usually she can kind of fix it, after.] Are. . . they all right?
[She doesn't want to be responsible for baby getting hurt. Anyway, she will stumble, leaning against Sheila, for the exit.]
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the guests towards the end of the table, near the exit, did not see the explosion before, however, and as the four of you rush past them, they squeal and drop their pieces of meat hurriedly. one of them climbs onto the table itself to give chase, knocking plates out of the way with a shatter. pieces of plate fall all around sasazuka - they're pretty jagged, he might get hurt! and by might, i mean he does, you just get to decide how horrible his cuts are.
but the baby speeds up, going to grab both his and vira's hands, and the burst of warmth and adrenaline from the simple act should be enough to get them to the snow without issue.
which is good, because the guest chasing them gets stuck in the door, and prevents other guests from following.]
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Are we all in one piece?
[Looks at everyone. Frowns at Jingle with extreme concern. IS THEIR BABY DYING??]
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he is definitely bleeding, but he is so full of adrenaline that he is not even sure where the blood is coming from. he'll think to check later. ]
Yeah... what the fuck was all of that?
[ a valid question.
still holding chuck jingle's hand, he's going to glance around their new surroundings. what's out here besides snow. ]
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I don't know, but I don't think we're out of danger yet.
[ everything hurts pretty bad, but she looks out into the snow if there's anything that sticks out. ]
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