Cesare how many mindruns can you DO

[sharpasafawkes]

[WE DOIN' THIS, AGAIN. or rather you're at the college again, however this time there's more to it, there's a city off far in the distance, and the entire area seems... off, the colors leeched slightly out of the world.]

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[sharpasafawkes]

[Just that your touch has become less effective at utterly destroying everything.]

[maleborgia]

*paused midway through to glance at his hand*

[sharpasafawkes]

[HOLY SHIT LOOK AT YOUR HAND, IT'S SO... handish.]

[maleborgia]

*it was only a moment, then he's back to cleaning. As said, stops when it is all tidied and... not sure what to do next.*

[sharpasafawkes]

[By the end of it you can touch things normally again.]

[maleborgia]

*...huh*

All right. *walking through the house again. Not possible to go outside, right?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Nope, it's completely blocked by rubble]

[maleborgia]

*trying to clear the way at least a little*

[sharpasafawkes]

[It's nearly impossible to clear it all away, more keeps falling down from above.]

[maleborgia]

*trying anyway*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Once in awhile a larger piece comes crashing down, along with what sounds like part of the city]

[maleborgia]

*huh! Stops for a moment, trying to look and see how the house is doing. Still good foundation? Not about to collapse itself?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Nope! Not yet anyway.]

[maleborgia]

*keeping at it, then*

[sharpasafawkes]

[The sound of destruction roars above as buildings fall, more and more of them coming down on their own.]

[maleborgia]

*keeping at it, working cautiously*

[sharpasafawkes]

[Yeah um, ignore some of those bodies that come down with it. On the upside, they fade away after a little bit.]

[maleborgia]

*fuckin' metaphors*

[sharpasafawkes]

[After some time you can't hear any more sounds of falling rubble, nor can you clear any more.]

[maleborgia]

*steps back, wipes his brow. Taking a look around again.*

[sharpasafawkes]

[The scene around you is all rubble and the ruins of buildings. You don't see the end of it really. Just the house in the middle of nowhere.]

[maleborgia]

*...is there a garden?*

[sharpasafawkes]

[That's where the black vines are coming from]

[maleborgia]

*going over to investigate*

[sharpasafawkes]

[You can hear faint voices, pleading.]