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Multiple Settings New Oasis: Four Heavenly Kings [Season 2]

MILO NAGISA
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SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
TIME:
February 28th, 2023 || After Midnight
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Daigo ( demytra demytra ), Jericho ( angel doe angel doe )
THE FOURTH SEAL

What the fuck?

...

WhatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefUCK!?

His mind was on fire. The world might be on fire for all his addled faculties could tell him right now. What... What was that? A vision? A daydream? A psychotic break? It was lucky he was low to the ground already. His legs felt like wobbly jelly beneath him. His flesh tingled. His fingers flexed on instinct, as his mind turned over (and over, and over) the memory of that strange and alien place. Of those strange and alien things. What did it mean?

It only started to occur to him that this... Experience, if that was what it was... Seemed to have affected the others around him as well. Numbly, he turned to Daigo and Jericho beside him. His tongue felt heavy in his mouth as he worked the words out.

"... Are you guys okay?"


 
RETSU KUSANAGI
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SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
TIME:
February 28th, 2023 || After Midnight
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Various Dragons
THE FOURTH SEAL

“Atta girl," Retsu said, leaning over, raising a hand, and then—pat, pat—placing it squarely atop the girl's horned head, ruffling her hair just enough to throw it into mild disarray. She had already loaded up another snarky comment in the chamber, hammer pulled back, when all of a sudden everything changed.

Eggheads would've called it an episode of mass psychogenic illness. Epidemic hysteria. People seeing things—the same things—that weren't there. People moving as one, thinking is one, believing as one. A fever that spreads across the mind.

She'd seen it. Up close. Once.

It was years ago, on a mission far from the sprawling concrete and flickering neon of New Oasis, in a rural village in a country most couldn't point out on a map. It was supposed to be a simple job. Get in and get out before anyone knew she'd been there.

But she hadn't expected the plague.

She remembered standing in the middle of the square, pretending to haggle for a bag of rice, when a boy—couldn't have been older than ten—collapsed. His body stiffening like a corpse. His mouth opening in a silent scream. A woman rushed over to help, but the moment her hands touched him, she dropped, writhing alongside him.

It spread like wildfire. One by one, villagers fell to the ground, their eyes rolling back, their limbs twitching. Some clawed at their throats like they couldn't breathe. Others screamed at nothing.

Retsu froze, the sack of rice forgotten in her hand. For a long, terrible moment, she was the only one left standing.

She'd never seen anything like it before. Or since.

Until now.

Standing in the dank, reeking depths of Purgatory, surrounded by gangsters from every corner of New Oasis, Retsu felt a strange sense of déjà vu. One second, the room was alive with chaos: shouts, laughter, the metallic clang of chains, the hum of clashing egos. And then, like someone had flipped a switch, it all stopped.

Hundreds of bodies, frozen mid-motion. Faces twisted in shock, fear, awe—expressions she couldn’t begin to parse.

It was the village all over again.

As quickly as it had happened, the phenomen faded. People woke up, and time continued on as if nothing had happened.

“Well.. Shit."

 
DAIGO ASANUMA
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SCENE:
Phoenixes Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Various Phoenixes
THE FOURTH SEAL
"Haven't heard from him for a week, ain't doing so hot after-" Daigo started to say, until he found himself on his hands and knees. He felt nauseous, like a gaping hole had appeared in his stomach and was spewing out all sorts of bad shit. His mind felt it, something had violated it with its presence and in turn had created a disorienting episode that made him feel as though he was pulled between where he was and where he wasn't. The world around him spun for a moment as he felt himself lose his orientation, before coming back to reality through sheer force of will; gritting his teeth, Daigo took a deep breath and dug his fingers into the ground - nearly causing them to bleed - while pushing himself upwards.

He stumbled a bit when standing upright, but managed to ultimately steady himself and take a few more deep breaths as he looked around in confusion. What the hell was that? Daigo thought to himself, his mind racing. He saw something, but he couldn't possibly know what it was - nor what it entailed. Instead, he focused on the now as he leaned onto the wall nearby for additional support.

"...think so." Daigo managed to get out, clearing his throat afterwards and wiping his mouth. "The fuck was that?"


angel doe angel doe Elenion Aura Elenion Aura
 
ALICE
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SCENE:
Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Alice, Akira
The Fourth Seal
She thought they were close. That change would come, and once Ryutaru had taken Markus' place, things would settle down. Was that hope, or just blind naivety? Alice wondered if she really has changed enough for this world. If she still wished for impossibilities. Because Ryu's plan to take the throne worked. What came after was disarray. The police, who were supposed to repel the gangs, changed their operations. Scorched earth.

Passeri Park's sentiment rang louder than ever. Ryu had years to do anything for her, and only did when it was convenient.

So this was it, then? There was no such thing as "the good side"? When fairy tales painted imagery of knights in shining armor, fighting for nothing but the benefit of others, was it a lie?

Alice smiled, a warm blush creeping on her face. No. It wasn't a lie. Because Charlie is that knight in shining armor. A spark of hope desperately needed in New Oasis. And by her. She needed to keep going, for both of their sakes.

For Alice, part of that meant discussing with old faces. Those she once thought of as friends—family, even. Those who in reality were complacent of her manipulation, and others who spun the wheel of capital. This face fell into the former category. Akira was running some gladiatorial arena and collecting bets. Typical Tiger. This was the first time she'd seen him since Markus' fall, and after getting past her initial shock, Alice decided now was a better time than ever. "Akira." Alice spat the word with a newfound lack of emotion. No pleading, no anger, just a stern, determined call. "We need to talk."

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Boba LaVeau
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SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central - "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Numerous Members of Every Gang
The Fourth Seal

Boba listened to the crowds, swinging her head around and slightly shifting her wings to get a glimpse of the crowds around her while trying to hide her eyes behind them. So far, it seemed like things were under a relative state of control. Most things that caught her attention didn't seem to be any unsanctioned fights that'd break the truce. She was worried about that betting ring that'd form, though, from the behavior, it seemed more like it was leveraging the average gang member's boredom in this purgatory for cash instead of betting on a real fight that broke out. Once they had gone far enough away from the large groups, Christina spoke up. It was a thanks.

This sucks, how does she respond to this in a way that portrays her as humble?! Boba racked her mind for an elegant yet simple response but came up empty-handed. Oh well, any more dead air and it'd feel like she was ignoring Christina. With a small chuckle, Boba started her sentence, "Don't mention it. It was my pleasure. I'm glad I didn't misread the situation. I'd rather avoid having anyone testing the limits of the truce on these grounds. Major conflicts breaking out here would damage any possible truce before it's even established."

Her movement stopped in its tracks. Boba had returned to her senses, but how did she even become separated from them in the first place? Her wings lifted from in front of her eyes so she could examine her surroundings. Judging from everyone's reactions, this wasn't just her seeing things. Something had happened, but why? She remained quiet for a moment, fiddling with the word stuck in her mind before speaking, "Christina, would you happen to have... had a disorientating experience just now?" Boba questioned as her mind scrambled to regain composure. That experience prompted so many questions that had no easy answers.
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AKAMOZU JUN
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SCENE:
Phoenixes Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Hiyma Peckinou Peckinou , Henry Coyote Hart Coyote Hart [/USER], Numerous members of every gang
THE FOURTH SEAL
"Beach party!~" came Jun's ecstatic, immediate reply, as he nearly bolted up from his prone position on the floor, like a young, slumbering puppy that had just heard it's owner say the word 'walk',
"I wanna listen to music, and bask in the warm summer sun! I wanna play beach volleyball with Bolty, Charlie and Henry, and swim in the waves!"
His eyes were glimmering with unrestrained excitement, reenergized from the prospect of feeling the sand between his toes. But then, after a second's thought, the spark in his eyes suddenly departed, and like a balloon without air, he sank back onto the ground, a cruel realization having dawned upon him.
"...'Cept we can't really do that, huh~?" Jun wistfully sighed, tracing little shapes in the dusty tile with the tip of his finger.
That's right, they were stuck here, because of the whole 'manhunt' thing, and because the dumb 'new new boss' had to meet with the equally dumb bosses of the other gangs to figure out how to deal with it.

Also, it was the dead of winter.
No beach parties anytime soon.

Rolling onto his back, and tucking his hands behind his head, Jun sighed once again in defeat, staring longingly up at the ceiling above.
How long were they going to stay here? What's taking them so long? Were they ever going to get out?
A barrage of questions nagged at the young phoenix's racing mind, the sound of his own pulsing blood thrumming in his ears.

Jun wasn't sure when exactly he had closed his eyes. And he wasn't aware of when he had opened them.

He found himself in a strange place, unfamiliar, alien, yet comforting, sublime.
A warm feeling wrapped around him like a blanket, or the caress of that which he never knew, prickling pleasantly at every single nerve of his skin, and sinking into the core of his being.
It was a sound that enveloped him, one that assimilated him heart and soul.
A voice, whispering in his ear, yet seemed to fade far into the valley when he craned his head to listen, leaving a familiar, cold emptiness in it's wake.
He wanted to hear it speak again, feel it's touch. He wanted it's pulse in his hand, feel it grow weaker and weaker, until it fell silent, living within him as an echo that would finally mend his mangled, shattered heart.

"--Hah!!" A sharp inhale escaped him as he awoke, his breath having caught in his throat during his stupor, the thrumming in his ears telling him that he was, in fact, alive, and back in reality.
His hand unconsciously was reaching out, upwards, towards that which he could never reach.
Hesitantly he drew it back, scratching at the back of his head as he sluggishly sat back up.
"Uuugh~..." he started, drunkenly rubbing the sleep from his eyes with his other hand, before loudly asking,
"Henry~! Did you slip me one of your weird drugs again~!?"












 
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Hades // Cerberus
SCENE:
Season 2 - Arc 4: [The Fourth Seal]
TIME:
Feb 28th, 2023 || After Midnight
LOCATION:
Lower Central District; "Purgatory"
INTERACTIONS:
Takakazu, Hiachi, Charles Hughes IV
Fate Drags The Unwilling

“Nope. Haven't seen her.” — Dante sighed, scratched a pinky finger above an eyebrow, absentmindedly, while his other hand tapped an index on his pocket. Arrhythmically, obsessively; it was possessed— the exorcism came when that same hand dung into his pockets to yank out a pack of cheap red stars, thumbing the plastic lid up and pinching a cig out of the packet.

He was fidgeting with his lighter while Tak mumbled on excuses, focused on both getting a flame and guarding it from the night’s chill wind, cupping a hand over his mouth. The lighter clicked, dryly, his eyes went up from his work to follow Tak’s raised finger with a quirked brow. Another click, satisfactory, then a sizzle that birthed a sprite of smoke, waving up behind his cupped hand. He scoffed, his words half-muffled by the pressed lips trying to keep the cigarette dangling from his mouth — “Meh, you’re saying it like they’ll kill ‘er over a call or somethin’. I bet she’s fine. Ryutaro likes to keep her close, that fucker, but not that close. She’s probably hanging around close by outside the meeting room, not necessarily inside it.”

“Girl’ll prolly die from a fuckin’ heart attack if her phone even buzzes while she’s at the meetin’.” — A clawed, shadowy hand backhanded Dante’s suit, scuffing the neat shoulders on his blazer, leaving a blotch of retracting darkness as it hovered over his face to gesture at him, demanding. The wolf already had a cigarette hooked on one of his fangs, hanging from his snout. Reluctantly, he passed the lighter over.

“Fair enough…” — He sighed, blew out a ring of smoke.

It was a bad habit they’d both picked up after one long, tedious job. A lot of waiting and surveilling drives a man into terrible vices, and he just so happened to have lungs that healed over-night. They could quit it at any moment. When they felt like it.

“Let’s go see if we can bump into her then. She’s—”

A pause, the words stalled out of his mouth, breathless. The world froze, he blinked in-and-out of it.

He drifted.

Endless. Slow. Without purpose.

He floated; in a twisting nether of stardust, adrift in a cocktail of constellations and nebulae; he floated— until he finally bumped into it, heard it. Acknowledged its lack of understanding, felt its unending love for him.

He felt like a fish swimming in the big blue, suddenly frozen still as it felt the passing of a cargo ship above, the steepling, sharp bottom of the hull brushing against his dorsal fin, incapable of comprehending, only gawking as the shadow of the metal beast enveloped him in its darkness. Then he felt himself getting caught, torn apart, jammed up against the rotary blades once it finally passed, his brain leaking out of his ear, liquefying in the blue stream.

Then he was water; he was nothing at all.

In his nothingness there was absence. Absence of thought. Absence of presence. But not absence of feeling. No, something permeated while he drifted in the waters, staring into the visage of God. Breathing through him, blazing, raw, hateful— in those waters, looking up at God and all of his 'love', Dante felt a complete and utter void of apathy. Silent, yet loud, like a hollow, echoing space, where he was left with nothing but the notion that he was nothing before the eyes of that…thing. Before it’s superficial love, he was an ant, an exotic pet, an exhibit.

Not even a speck, not a grain, not an ounce— he was nothing.

And then the waters drained, the void cleared, he came back to himself. Drenched in sweat, bug-eyed, frozen still, like a fish in the big blue. Feeling the sting of the already burnt cigarette between his fingers, clinging to the pain, trying to anchor himself back to reality.

“Be…come…?”

It was the same as when he had first built-up courage to run away from the north. Fight or flight, heavy and consuming his every thought. But he couldn’t fight this thing, couldn’t run away from it. The mere thought of it made him feel like an ant all over again.

“Hey,” — Another bump against his shoulder. He didn’t turn to it this time, didn’t even flinch, only turned an eye at the wolf. The hound wasn’t smiling — “We should look for the girl…”

“Yeah…” — He shuddered out the breath he’d been holding, finally blinked, composed himself — “Yeah, we…we should. Go on ahead. We’ll catch up.”

Without another word, the wolf disappeared, Dante was left with only his own, rushing thoughts and Tak. Roach’s face told him all he needed to know, what he didn’t want to hear. It wasn’t just another one of his hallucinations. No, he’d seen it too.

He patted Tak’s shoulder, drew in breath before letting it go in a long, already exhausted sigh — “Let’s go. Whatever’s happening…I don’t like it.”


A bloodhound; he sprung onto her scent before the gloominess, the damp atmosphere, of the room had even settled in.

The horde of gleaming, bloodshot sets of eyes that had been crawling and lurking along the walls turned, fixed their sights onto one single spot. Singled out a wall from the many of Purgatory. They shifted, churned inward, disappeared and reappeared inside the wall. Watching unblinkingly at the two eavesdroppers.

Strings of shadow began to rise from within the wall, forming, basting into shape, brushing lightly against the girl’s leg as if politely asking for space. Unhurried, without trying to startle her. He had grown some tact. It didn’t suit him at all, really — ‘Yer’ always hiding aren’t you?’ — The hound rang a familiar voice inside Hiachi’s head, as if knocking on the walls of her skull to grab her attention.

‘I like playin’ hide n’ seek.’ — The wolf cackled, the top of his head brushing against the ceiling while his back and neck bent impossibly, uncomfortably, like an expert contortionist as he tried fitting in beside Hiachi. His neck cracked, stretched, head leaning over one shoulder as he side-eyed Hiachi with a snout tugged into a sneer.

'Y’ saw that too, didn’t you? Dante n’ that meatsack ‘re out lookin’ for you. It has ‘em worried.'

His tone softened for a spare moment, a buff of resigned breath leaving the hound’s nostrils, losing itself into the darkness between those walls.

‘You have them worried.’

‘You wanna come out? It’s up to you, really…’ — His shoulders sagged, he shrugged, brought his hands into his pockets as that twisted grin came back onto his furred factions — ‘I’m just ‘ere lookin’ out for ya’ in case somethin’ goes down, since Dante’s bein’ such a bitch about it…’

Without warning, all of the blood-red eyes along the innards of the walls snapped into the same direction, pupils dilating, zoning in on the third rat inside the wall. It had a long and luscious blue mane, was small enough to fit neatly in his pocket. Cerberus scoffed, gave the unknown mobster the privilege of hearing his voice booming loud and clear inside his head.

“And who’s this fuckin’ leprechaun?”





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BIBI
CS Link
SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central - "Purgatory”
PARTICIPANTS:
Bibi, Pei
The Fourth Seal
Was it the explosion? Was it the surge of funny colours that upset his sense of balance? Was it the joy of having been able to beat the gamemaster at his own games? No, it couldn’t have been. This was something else entirely. An intrusion into his mind. He did not like it. Whatever it was that invaded his mind will have to die. That was a simple enough fact.

As he recovered from both that invasion and the explosion, he rubbed the back of his head. Still whole and hale. Unfortunately, no extra scars on him to show off to Rude or Vita. “Blackened stars, swimming in eternal dark,”* he remarked, frowning towards his new friend. It didn’t take long for the frown to revert to the innocent, air-headed smile. “Burning flames swallow all, what is left rots in mud.**” His eyes sparkled with curiosity. This one was interesting. The black butterfly wanted to see more of what this chaotic mess could, or wanted to do. Unpredictable, unbidden, unfettered. Such fun, such excitement!

*(Well, that was something, huh?)
**(So what are we playing next?! )




thebigfella thebigfella
 
K̴H̸Y̷D̷N̶A̸H̷
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SCENE:
The Fourth Seal
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central - "Purgatory"
TIME:
Arc 4
PARTICIPANTS:
The Kings and their Inner Circles
The Fourth Seal

Khydnah’s eyes gleamed beneath her hood as she observed the chaos unfold, her gaze unflinching as Sura unleashed his theatrics. She sat still, her hands loosely clasped on the table, her body as still as a shadow. When Sura finished his tirade, the faintest smile crept across her lips—a sharp, unsettling thing that seemed more akin to a knife’s edge than an expression of amusement.

“̶A̴h̸,̶ ̵S̷u̶r̵a̸,̴”̵ ̷she finally spoke, her voice smooth, a velvet cadence that carried across the room. “̶Y̴o̸u̴ ̷s̸p̵e̶a̷k̶ ̴o̴f̷ ̷e̶g̴o̷ ̶a̷s̵ ̴t̸h̷o̷u̵g̸h̶ ̴i̴t̶ ̵i̵s̴ ̴s̶a̷l̴v̸a̸t̸i̶o̴n̷.̷ ̷A̸s̸ ̷t̵h̸o̴u̷g̸h̶ ̴i̷t̵ ̷i̸s̸ ̵s̷t̶r̶e̵n̴g̶t̸h̷.̴ ̵A̵n̴d̵ ̵y̴e̴t̵,̷ ̷t̸o̴ ̸m̷e̶,̶ ̴y̵o̷u̷r̷ ̴p̵e̵r̴f̸o̶r̶m̴a̴n̸c̵e̷ ̵s̶u̶g̴g̶e̶s̵t̶s̴ ̸s̸o̸m̸e̶t̸h̴i̶n̶g̷ ̵f̶a̶r̵ ̵m̴o̴r̷e̷ ̵f̴r̵a̸g̴i̵l̵e̷—̵s̸o̸m̷e̶t̵h̷i̷n̵g̵ ̷f̴a̷r̷ ̶m̵o̶r̶e̴ ̵d̶e̴s̸p̴e̸r̸a̵t̸e̸.̴”̴

Her fingers unfolded, each movement deliberate as she traced the rim of the glass before her. ̵“̶D̴o̶ ̸n̷o̵t̸ ̷m̶i̸s̸t̴a̸k̸e̷ ̸t̵h̶e̶ ̸l̷o̴u̶d̷n̸e̷s̷s̵ ̴o̴f̶ ̴e̵g̷o̸ ̵f̴o̴r̶ ̵i̷t̶s̷ ̵w̵o̸r̵t̴h̴.̵ ̴T̷h̵e̸ ̴l̶o̴u̷d̵e̴r̷ ̵o̶n̴e̵ ̴s̷h̵o̸u̴t̷s̶,̷ ̷t̶h̷e̴ ̶e̵a̵s̶i̶e̵r̴ ̶t̵h̴e̸y̵ ̶a̸r̵e̶ ̷t̸o̷ ̷f̶i̸n̸d̶.̸ ̴T̶h̷e̸ ̶m̸o̶r̴e̶ ̷t̸h̸e̵y̷ ̷f̸l̴a̷i̴l̴,̸ ̶t̵h̶e̵ ̵m̵o̵r̷e̴ ̴t̴h̷e̴y̷ ̵b̸l̸e̶e̸d̴ ̴w̷h̶e̶n̶ ̶t̷h̸e̶y̴ ̶a̷r̸e̷ ̵s̸t̸r̵u̶c̴k̷.̶”̴ She tilted her head slightly, her eyes now flickering toward Ryu, and then Lars, before settling back on Sura.

“̷Y̸o̷u̶ ̴s̸a̸y̸ ̷y̴o̸u̶ ̸w̴i̸s̷h̸ ̵t̴o̵ ̷w̶a̴g̴e̸ ̷w̸a̴r̴—̷o̴n̴ ̷t̸h̵e̷ ̴p̸o̴l̴i̴c̶e̶,̶ ̷o̵n̸ ̴t̴h̸e̶ ̴S̵l̴e̶e̵p̶e̴r̷,̵ ̵o̶n̷ ̴e̷a̶c̴h̶ ̶o̷t̷h̸e̴r̸.̷ ̸I̷ ̸f̸i̵n̸d̷ ̶t̴h̷i̵s̴ ̷a̵m̸u̴s̸i̵n̴g̵,̴ ̵c̵o̸n̵s̶i̷d̴e̵r̸i̸n̷g̷ ̵y̴o̸u̵ ̴c̶a̷n̴n̶o̴t̶ ̷e̷v̶e̸n̵ ̸w̶a̷g̷e̸ ̸p̷e̵a̶c̵e̵ ̴i̴n̶ ̸t̴h̸i̴s̸ ̸r̴o̵o̶m̴.̴ ̸T̵h̷a̴t̵ ̷y̷o̸u̴ ̶e̴q̴u̷a̵t̴e̵ ̷s̴u̶r̷v̷i̸v̵a̶l̸ ̶w̴i̸t̴h̶ ̷d̴o̶m̷i̸n̴a̷t̴i̸o̸n̴ ̸s̴h̷o̴w̶s̷ ̷h̷o̸w̸ ̵d̷e̵e̷p̴l̴y̴ ̵y̴o̶u̵ ̸m̶i̴s̷u̴n̴d̸e̸r̵s̶t̵a̵n̴d̵ ̴t̴h̷e̶ ̷s̷t̵a̵k̴e̶s̴ ̵w̷e̸ ̴f̸a̶c̷e̶.̵”̴ Her voice grew colder, sharper, like ice forming beneath the surface. “̶E̴g̸o̷ ̷i̶s̸ ̶t̶h̶e̸ ̵m̷a̶s̴k̷ ̵w̷e̶ ̷a̵l̸l̴ ̴w̸e̸a̴r̸,̸ ̵K̵i̷n̷g̵ ̸o̴f̶ ̸A̸s̵h̸e̸s̵.̵ ̴B̸u̸t̵ ̶t̴h̶e̶ ̷w̷i̶s̶e̸s̵t̵ ̸a̷m̸o̶n̴g̴ ̸u̵s̸ ̷k̴n̷o̸w̸ ̵w̸h̶e̶n̶ ̷t̴o̷ ̷r̵e̷m̵o̶v̶e̶ ̶i̴t̴.̸ ̴W̶h̸e̶n̶ ̶t̸o̵ ̸l̷e̷t̷ ̷i̸t̷ ̸f̶a̷l̵l̵ ̶a̶w̷a̵y̶.̴”̷

She leaned forward slightly, her tone dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. ̷“̷Y̵o̷u̷ ̷s̶p̵e̶a̷k̴ ̶o̸f̴ ̵t̷h̵e̵ ̷S̵l̵e̴e̵p̶e̷r̸ ̷a̵s̶ ̶t̸h̸o̴u̸g̵h̶ ̷i̵t̸ ̷i̴s̷ ̵o̴u̴r̵s̵ ̵t̷o̵ ̷c̷o̸m̶m̷a̶n̴d̴.̴ ̴T̶h̴a̴t̷ ̷w̶e̴ ̸a̵r̶e̴ ̴i̷t̵s̷ ̸i̴n̴h̸e̸r̶i̷t̵o̸r̶s̸,̵ ̴i̶t̶s̷ ̴c̴h̸o̴s̶e̶n̶.̵ ̶A̷n̸d̸ ̸y̴e̴t̶,̸ ̷y̴o̸u̴ ̴h̴a̴v̷e̷ ̴n̶o̷ ̸i̶d̸e̵a̷ ̸w̶h̶a̸t̸ ̴i̵t̵ ̵w̸a̶n̵t̸s̶,̴ ̷d̶o̶ ̴y̶o̵u̶?̸ ̷W̶h̵e̸t̶h̶e̶r̸ ̷i̸t̷ ̷w̴a̴k̵e̶s̵ ̵a̷s̶ ̵a̶ ̸f̴r̶i̵e̴n̴d̷ ̶o̷r̶ ̴a̷n̶ ̵e̵n̴e̶m̷y̷—̵o̴r̶ ̸s̵o̵m̵e̸t̷h̷i̷n̶g̷ ̷f̸a̶r̶ ̴w̷o̷r̷s̴e̶.̵ ̶D̸o̴ ̸y̵o̸u̶ ̸t̴r̷u̵l̸y̴ ̴b̷e̵l̴i̴e̷v̸e̴ ̶i̸t̵ ̷w̵i̶l̶l̷ ̵l̷o̴o̵k̵ ̶u̵p̴o̷n̴ ̴u̷s̷ ̵a̷n̴d̷ ̸s̶e̶e̷ ̸k̵i̵n̵?̴ ̵O̷r̷ ̴w̶i̸l̵l̶ ̴i̸t̷ ̷s̵e̵e̴ ̷p̵e̸s̷t̶s̸—̸s̵c̷a̶v̶e̶n̷g̵e̷r̵s̶ ̵g̴n̸a̵w̵i̵n̷g̶ ̵a̶t̷ ̸t̴h̸e̸ ̷r̴e̴m̵a̸i̵n̵s̷ ̶o̵f̸ ̸i̵t̴s̷ ̷f̶o̶r̴g̷o̷t̴t̶e̴n̵ ̷g̶l̸o̷r̴y̷?̸”̸

Her smile widened, the knife now unsheathed. “̷S̸o̸ ̸I̷ ̷w̸i̷l̵l̸ ̸t̶e̵l̵l̶ ̷y̶o̵u̵ ̸t̵h̵i̵s̸,̴ ̸S̴u̵r̷a̸.̴ ̸Y̴o̷u̵r̶ ̶w̴a̵r̵ ̴w̶i̵l̵l̶ ̶m̶e̴a̶n̴ ̴n̸o̷t̶h̷i̴n̵g̸ ̸i̶f̴ ̶y̴o̵u̷ ̷c̷a̴n̴n̸o̶t̶ ̸f̵i̸r̵s̴t̵ ̵u̴n̴d̷e̶r̵s̴t̸a̸n̸d̵ ̷w̸h̷a̷t̵ ̵y̸o̵u̶ ̷a̵r̷e̷ ̶f̴i̸g̷h̷t̴i̵n̵g̶ ̶f̴o̴r̵—̸o̶r̴ ̸a̴g̴a̷i̸n̶s̵t̵.̴ ̶U̵n̸t̷i̶l̷ ̴t̷h̸e̵n̴,̶ ̸y̷o̷u̷r̷ ̶w̴o̵r̵d̴s̷ ̵a̶r̶e̴ ̴a̸ ̸b̶o̵n̶f̵i̸r̸e̴ ̸o̸n̵ ̴t̸h̶e̸ ̷w̴i̵n̶d̸.̴ ̷B̸r̴i̶g̴h̴t̶.̷ ̸L̸o̶u̵d̵.̸ ̴B̷u̸t̵ ̵d̵e̷s̷t̸i̵n̵e̶d̵ ̴t̸o̵ ̸d̸i̸e̴.̶”̸

Khydnah leaned back in her chair, folding her hands once more. “̸N̷o̶w̴,̷ ̸s̵h̵a̷l̶l̴ ̸w̴e̸ ̴g̵e̴t̸ ̶t̵o̷ ̴t̸h̷e̵ ̶b̵u̸s̴i̸n̴e̵s̷s̵ ̴o̵f̸ ̴e̶n̸s̷u̵r̴i̸n̴g̸ ̵w̸e̸ ̵s̸u̴r̸v̵i̸v̸e̸ ̵l̴o̵n̴g̸ ̷e̷n̵o̵u̵g̴h̶ ̵t̵o̶ ̷w̴i̸t̵n̵e̷s̶s̴ ̵w̶h̵a̵t̴ ̷t̶h̵e̴ ̶S̸l̵e̶e̸p̵e̶r̴ ̵t̸r̶u̸l̵y̶ ̶i̵n̴t̵e̷n̷d̷s̶ ̶f̸o̶r̸ ̸u̸s̷ ̸a̶l̸l̸?̷ ̵O̶r̷ ̵s̶h̸a̶l̸l̵ ̷w̵e̸ ̷c̴o̸n̶t̵i̶n̶u̴e̸ ̷t̷h̶i̶s̶ ̷d̴e̶l̷i̶g̵h̵t̵f̷u̸l̸ ̷d̷a̶n̴c̴e̴ ̴o̷f̵ ̶e̶g̵o̸s̸,̷ ̶a̴n̵d̸ ̷m̴a̷k̴e̸ ̵i̷t̷s̸ ̴d̷e̴c̵i̷s̴i̷o̷n̷ ̷a̸l̸l̴ ̵t̵h̴e̶ ̴e̸a̸s̷i̴e̸r̶?̶”̷


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HENRY AURUM
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SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
TIME:
February 28th, 2023 || After Midnight
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Henry, Hiyma, Jun, the Four Gangs
THE FOURTH SEAL
"Snake drugs are good quality and cheap. Better than anything my friend can make in his laboratory," Henry said, refuting Hiyma's warning to avoid Serpents. That wasn't to say that Henry unilaterally trusted the drugs that the Serpents made, as the Serpent's reputation spoke for itself. But that was what fentanyl test strips were for.

Hiyma was occupied with dealing with Jun, and Henry felt that it would be irresponsible to ignore her plight. So Henry turned his attention towards Jun and his ideas. Basking in the warm summer sun... now that was an interesting perspective. Henry found summers to be practically stifling, with the temperatures being a magnitude higher than what he was used to. Air conditioning was his savior in those times.

But while they couldn't go to the beach, the winter weather did offer an alternative. Recalling the weather forecast, Henry commented, "Instead of beach party, we could have a snowball fight instead. The forecast says there's a chance of late-winter snow."

Just then, Henry suddenly felt his drugs kick in. A burst of tingling euphoria made its way through his veins to his extremities. Henry closed his eyes as he allowed the sensations to wash over him. Images and feelings rushed through him, far too vivid to be a product of the drugs. After what felt like an eternity, Henry's eyes snapped open.

A wave of odd reactions spread throughout the congregation of gang members, indicating that the out-of-body experience that Henry had felt was not limited to just him. How odd. A primordial struggle between light and dark; you could practically make a religion out of it.

"Again?" Henry fixated on one word of Jun's question, "When did I ever--- oh."

Right. He had forgotten about that. Goodness, Henry was a bad influence.

Henry reached down and ruffled Jun's hair, "Nah, not this time. You're welcome to one to help pass the time if you want though. Are you okay? It seems whatever got everyone got you quite good."

Henry kept his expression impassive with regards to the vision, feigning the notion that he hadn't been affected by it. While relatively for the others it was an intense experience, it practically dulled in comparison to what happened eight months ago when Henry's Potential awoke amid the Chimeric Outbreak. That being said, Henry's gaze flitted to Hiyma to make eye-contact with her, hoping that she might have some inkling of an idea of what just happened. She was essentially acting as Jun and Henry's mentor in this very moment after all.


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Christina Winchester
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SCENE:
New Oasis S2 - A4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central - "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Numerous Members of Every Gang
THE FOURTH SEAL
As Boba spoke about trying to keep the peace among those gathered, Christina nodded along. Thank god my mother isn't here, then.

"Yeah. We really don't need anything nasty breaking out. It'd turn into quite a mess down here." muttered Christina in response, glancing back at Karina for a moment as they walked.

Then, something hit her. It was like someone had tossed a blanket over her eyes, then doped her up with fast acting narcotics. She was seeing things. Hearing things. What the hell is this? Then, just as fast as it had happened, it was gone.

She blinked rapidly, looking around. They were... all still here. Still in Purgatory. What was that? Had it affected everyone? From the way everyone was acting, it had. Was there a gas leak or something down here?

When Boba asked if she had experienced the same thing, Christina rapidly nodded. "Y...Y-Yeah. I did... What the hell?" she replied, hesitating only for a brief moment. "Was that... Was that the Sleeper?"

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Robin Krantz
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SCENE:
New Oasis S2 - A4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central - "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Numerous Members of Every Gang
THE FOURTH SEAL
As Robin moved through the room, her hands shoved into her pockets beneath her long black trench coat, she glanced between the faces of the various gang members that had bothered to show up to the gathering. That, or had been dragged there by others or their bosses. Pei, the Tigers' most up-and-coming recruit, had already established a small gaming area. Of course he had. The man always had time for fun. It seemed that he had also drawn others into his little parlor as well.

Eventually, Robin spotted Dante and Tak moving about. They seemed to be looking for something, or someone. Probably Hiachi. The trio were close, as Robin had gathered over time. Robin knew exactly where Hiachi was, of course. The walls had ears... and eyes, in a way.

Really, it was where she herself would be, if she were in her shoes.

When Dante and Tak looked in her direction, she gave them a simplistic wave and a smile. A pair of handsome men, especially after Tak cleaned up. Though, he wasn't her type. Dante, on the other hand? Perhaps. She liked what she knew about him.

As she stopped in the middle of the room, she looked about a bit more. Cliques had formed, mostly members of each gang sticking with their own, but a few drifters were wandering about. Mingling with others in other gangs. It also seemed that a make-shift 'fight club' had started too, off to the side. She liked fight clubs. The blood and violence was a joy to see.

Maybe she'd head over and watch? That was, if anyone didn't approach her to chat.

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Artemis Mac Naught
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SCENE MUSIC:
Children of the Sky
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
The Kings and their Inner Circles
THE FOURTH SEAL
Perhaps if the dream had happened when she was asleep she would have thought nothing of it. Yet standing where she was she was filled with absolute dread. What in the world could impress such a feeling into her mind. Was it one of the others gathered here? Should she consider it an act of malice?

The thought process so foreign to her mind, did anyone think like that? She supposed that she should say something if it wasn't just her affected but then if it was would that be an admittal of weakness?

Her king spoke and she realized she didn’t need to worry at all about it. Clearly it couldn’t be her own weakness. But worse if it was truly the sleeper she had to wonder just how did the fools expect to deal with something of that magnitude. Clearly even in its current state it had its own power to what feed info into peoples heads? Whose to say it would be just that they’d need to deal with?

The psycho who called her kitten may have been funny enough had she not been concerned by the voice in her head. What did he mean their awakening? Just why should this be a good thing for them.

“You’re nuts. Some creature speaks in all our heads and you say it’s our awakening? You should be concerned it’s our downfall. Whose to say that thing can’t just puppet people letting them hallucinate what it wants? The fact that all of us just saw that is terrifying. And then YOU have the stupidity to say it chose you?”

As the serpent king spoke she realized this one would probably be the only one sane in these talks. Even if she could barely understand the woman she knew the other two were doing nothing to help their predicament. She looked to Samira and Ryou before moving to sit at table. She leaned forwards with her hands folded elbows placed at the table.

“I’ll repeat it again. If you don’t want to cooperate LEAVE. You’re in the way of our talks otherwise.”

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Viktoriya Medved
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SCENE MUSIC:
Love from the Other Side
TIME:
February 28th, 2023 || After Midnight
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Aelestra, Rude, Darius, Akira, Retsu, everyone else
THE FOURTH SEAL
She heard a single Yo turning her head to the approaching woman before her entire mind melted down. The sweetest dream whispered into her mind the beauty of existence as her soul cried to the void without knowing it she began to laugh at the disdain in her head. Her hand reached out grasping at threads that had left her already as the strange pressure in her head left.

She was rattled, she wanted to feel that pure power once more. She thirsted for it, salivating at the taste of the unknown right at her fingertips. Beautiful, what a beautiful thumping in her head. She giggled holding the rail in front of her.

“WOOOOOOOWWWWWY”

Her giggles were unsettling growing as she was clearly still dazed from her glorious moment of becoming one with the universe. Magnificence bloomed in the cracks of the fall of civilization. What would the sleeper bring for them all? She couldn’t wait to see it from the front row. With little care for propriety she reached out a hand for the hair of the woman who was trying to get her attention prior.

“Beautiful, did you also see that? Imagine it. The universe itself deeming you worthy and calling your name. What a glorious day it is to be granted such visions.”

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Boba LaVeau
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SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central - "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Numerous Members of Every Gang
The Fourth Seal

Boba readjusted her outfit, her wings folded back over her eyes. Christina's guess was as good as any and made sense given their current situation. Being in the dark about the exact nature of this thing made her quite annoyed. A lack of information makes any decision that much more risky. And it's not like she could find a book about the sleeper in her local library. "Too many unknowns. I'd say that our sleeper friend is the most likely culprit. Or it's an HP with a rather twisted sense of humor. Though, I suppose that isn't rare in this line of work." Boba laid her sucker back inside her mouth as she mulled over what just happened. "Become..."

She instinctively pulled out her phone before remembering how the service was basically non-existent and slinked it back into her purse. Become a sleeper? Become stronger? Become a team? It could practically mean anything you wanted it to, case and point, "Maybe the sleeper wanted everyone to become my loyal subjects," Boba snickered. Boba made a mental note to ask her siblings about it later, they may have a unique perspective. "Anyway, what do you think the chances of them reaching an agreement any time soon in that circle of hell?"
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HIACHI ITO
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SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
TIME:
February 28th, 2023 || After Midnight
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
The Kings and their Mice and a Partridge in a Pear Tree
THE FOURTH SEAL
She wasn’t as shocked by his blatant lack of concern as much as she was frustrated. Pulling the gun had become a habit, one only effective about 90% of the time. It was particularly frustrating when, say, someone thrust her wrists away and off target, and she was reminded why she took up learning how to use a blade in the first place.

Though he proved little threat to her, Hiachi’s lack of recourse kept her anxious. Her hand grazed over her back pocket. The outline of a folded handle remained, patient.

There was more to say, more to do, but something was in the way.

Headaches.

Eight thousand different left and right wires tying themselves to concepts and each other. The voided godhood pressed up hard against her chest. Through ringing ears, she shut one eye.

And a familiar monster snuck up on her.

Cut that out.

Hiachi scowled as the wolf’s words permeated through her head. If they were worried, she was terrified. But what she was doing was important.

Wasn’t it?

Doubt. One seed of it, and she was starting to sprawl in overgrowth. How likely was it that something was about to go down? Had she put herself in inescapable danger for the sake of She was in the wall with a shadow and a stranger.

Her lungs wanted more air. Hands and arms shook erratically, and yet she had buried her head so deep in the sand, she didn’t want to leave. If she stayed for just one more minute, one more second, the sea of chaos would plant a loaded gun right in her lap.

She glanced back at the boy.

Don’t know who he is. You ask if you’re so curious. She thought, annoyance in the cadence of her imagined tone. Can you see out there?

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RYUTARO HASHIMOTO
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SCENE:
Tigers Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
The Kings and their Inner Circles
THE FOURTH SEAL
Ryu remained stone-faced as the conversation continued, with more of the same being perpetuated by the worst loud-mouths at the table. At the very least Lars was kept in check for the time being by virtue of being lower on the totem pole than the Dragon King, for it made the Tiger King reel in disgust at just what the possibility of such an incompetent leader would be like... worse than Markus by all likelihood, given his insane ranting and childish tantrums. The Phoenixes, however, were out of the question. Their King was delusional, and it was a bit amusing to see the Serpent King dress him down all too easily.

And so, there were only Three Kings left to truly deal with the mess that was their circumstances.

It was Khydnah's last comment, and that of Missy's own exacerbated tirade, that made Ryu speak up again: "Yes, let's get on with the necessity." he stated, looking to Kanna and Khydnah. "The two of you have shown the most level-headedness thus far, and so I extend my hand to you both to a mutual agreement." He mused for a moment, recalling a chapter of history that provided a similar parallel to his delight. "A Triumvurate between the three of us, as one would call it, where we pool our resources together to fight our shared enemy. The way I see it, three is better than none. Especially when there is one that is all so eager to sink us into the depths."

Ryu stabbed a mocking glare to Sura before quickly returning attention to the Dragon and Serpent King, awaiting their answer to the proposition.


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AELESTRA
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SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Numerous Members of Every Gang
THE FOURTH SEAL
Aelestra turned her head over to where Akira pointed, looking at the other Serpent she was tasked to fight. She didn't want to fight. She didn't know him other than his existence. However, if this was meant to be part of her job then she would do it. Offering a brief glance over to Briar, she shuffled her way over to the designated area where she was told to wait. Hands in her pockets, she looked over to Rude, watching Akira talk to him and another Serpent, assuming the same details were given to them. Her eyes locked onto Rude, taking note of the weapon he carried and the similar stare he gave her. Indifference.

Her hands slowly slipped out of her pockets in preparation for the fight, partially listening to Akira's rules. She didn't want to hurt him. She will though if that's what was asked of her. Her fingers flexed and then curled into tight fists, waiting for Akira to kick off the fight. Before rule three came to light though, her vision shifted. Her body was there and not there at the same time. A voice. Foreign yet familiar. Emotions, once trapped began to bubble up and then —

The tightening of chains around her wrist brought her back to her senses. Her emotionless stare wavered for a moment as she blinked back to her senses, looking over at Briar with a brief hint of fear for what she had just experienced. Then her body lurched forward as Rude yanked her in his direction. She lost her footing and was at the mercy of the momentum with no choice but to take his follow-up attack head on. Her body was thrown to the side as she caught his weapon with the side of her head.

Pain immediately followed and the feeling of warmth trickled down the side of her head. Despite her disoriented state, she had half the mind to push herself up on her hands and knees, her vision moving in and out of focus as she stared at the cold ground. She stared at the red droplets that dripped from her chin down to the floor, allowing her the opportunity to return to her senses. Aelestra breathed deeply, moving her free hand over the chain and grabbing hold of it. Ice quickly covered the links, spreading upwards to its wielder. She then slammed her restrained wrist onto the ground, shattering the frozen chain into bits to free her. Simultaneously, she sent forth a path of ice towards Rude, spiking up along the way to reach his feet. She used the opportunity to get back onto her feet, another deep breath as she struggled with her balance but ultimately found it. Aelestra threw a hand forward, sending forth icicles aimed at his legs.


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Lloyd Sorvocah
CS Link
TIME:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Kings & Company
The Fourth Seal
So much drama, so much clashing in philosophies, ideals, and ego. And who would have thought that the one he would have the most disdain for would be no other than the Dragon Queen. Truly, times have changed that the gangs are squabbling like this rather than fighting each other. Then again, to Lloyd, the vendetas just months prior seem like playground altercations in comparison to facing what is essentially mass genocide of all Humans with Potential. It did not help that everyone seemed to be getting the same message from the very entity that caused them all to have these powers, at least so it seems.

Lloyd had not uttered a word this whole time, but now he wants to get his thoughts out there, his voice perhaps refreshing amongst those who have been going at it for a while.
"If I may be so bold to interject. First, I would like to apologise for the outragous ramblings from our Queen here. This zealous and antagonizing behaviour is something I am as displeased with as any of you, although the drive can be admired. Secondly, and more to the matter at hand, while I do not agree on converting this alliance into a single leadership, especially considering we all had, or maybe still have, some qualms lingering, I do agree that we have to become a unity in our purpose and availability. As it currently stands, we know barely anything. We don't know exactly how well organised our enemy is, nor their numbers. We do not know what exactly this Sleeper is, nor its influence on us, or perhaps even more than us. All we know is that our enemy currently has the advantage of 'divide and conquer' and they wish nothing more than to see us erased from existence until we are nothing more than a bad chapter in the history books."

Lloyd looks through the room as he speaks, making it clear he is addressing everyone without exception. His composure not held back by his title or position, but instead propelled by confidence in his intention to unity the groups in a joint effort against their common enemy.
"While concerns about the 'what ifs' were we to succeed are understandable, I believe we should make ensure there is a future for us to 'what if' about, and if we leave still divided, without a plan, it may be closer than any of us can account for. And whatever we do now, none of us, nor our groups, will ever be the same because of the threat we face, the threat of extinction. So I would like to propose some possible plans of action to get to the more practical side of things."

Lloyd turns his attention towards the Tiger King and Serpent King specifically now.
"I may be overextending, but I am personally on board with pooling our resources together. With that comes taking inventory on what exactly we all have available, since every one of us has taken a hit from the NOPD from my understanding. In the long run, I think we can all work much more effectively if we know what we have at our disposal, and what could perhaps be obtained. Coordination will be an essential part of we want to stand firm in all of New Oasis."

Lloyd then returns his attention to everyone in the room again. While he is becoming aware that he is holding the room for a while already, he cannot bring himself to stop, dreading only that him not speaking up reduces his usefulness to making a proper alliance and their survival, however little it effect it may be.
"On the topic of organisation, I think another pressing matter for any sort of coalition is communication. In my opinion, our efforts won't be as effective if it has to take a long route, mainly talking about intergang comunication. In that regard, I propose something which is, admittedly, quite a drastic approach that I myself have had to come to terms with. Every leader has authority over every member - whether it be Serpent, Tiger, Phoenix, or Dragon - as if we are one single organisation to ensure fast response times if any emergency arises. Yet, keeping the same leaders in place allows for the protection over varying interests, and large scale decisions can be handled through way of democracy, making it more of a multicultural approach rather than one philosophy becoming the dominant one, which would in theory eliminate that worry. These are the thoughts and ideas I have. All that said, I would like the hear more ideas and inquiries so we can get to a solid plan we can all get behind. I have faith that if we all have confidence in the plans we make together and dedicate to it, it will embolden us and serve as a solid core of our alliance."
 
RUDE
CS Link
SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
TIME:
Febuary 28th, 2023: Post Midnight
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Aelestra
The Fourth Seal
Rude’s hyper-focused gaze wavered when he felt the impact of his weapon against the skull of his opponent. After finding his calm following the apparent assault on his mind, he quickly remembered where he was, and what he was doing before that distraction presented itself.

His eyelids fell in a blink of relief when he saw Aelestra slowly pick herself up from the ground following his attack. She wasn’t the only one lucky to be an HP, he was lucky she was one as well. If he’d managed to kill her with just that, not only would he have been massively disappointed, but he would have broken one of the Fox Lady’s aforementioned rules.

He continued to obey the rules, taking the Serpent’s time spent recovering from the hit to try to calm his mind and come to a conclusion. That voice he heard…

Who was that…?

Before he could think of an answer, a sudden, striking cold bit at his fingertips. He snapped back to the fight, glaring at the ice around his chains that was rapidly approaching him. That was right; she was the one with the ice. He remembered her better now.

As Aelestra destroyed the chains he’d ensnared her with, Rude swung his weapon downward to shatter the links that had been frozen over to avoid the ones wrapped around his body being compromised. Before he could even begin to come up with a counterattack, an underhanded volley of ice accompanied by a sling of icicles came bowling in his direction.

He quickly slammed the top of his weapon into the ground and sprang up, gripping tightly on its handle to keep him airborne long enough to evade the assault. It was an error on his part– though thankfully not a fatal one; Fury’s head was encapsulated in hardened verglas, and his ankles were generously sliced by the ensuing icicles that followed. He felt the pain but failed to wince, more focused on the fight and the benefits from the damage Frigid dealt to him.

His dark eyes irradiated a bright red, unmoving as he stared down his opponent and planted the soles of his sneakers against his weapon’s pole. From beneath the ice it had been cast inside, a similar red light slowly grew larger in size, before disappearing behind a small explosion– catapulting the Butcher forward and sending him spearheading in Aelestra’s direction, raising his weapon as he flew ahead to slam his weapon into her from above.

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AKAMOZU JUN
CS Link
SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Henry ( Coyote Hart Coyote Hart ) Mentioned: Robin ( Infab Infab )
THE FOURTH SEAL
“No way~!" Jun cheerfully replies, though, despite his rejection, he still happily leans his head into Henry's hand to welcome his brotherly display of affection.
"I told you, didn't I?" he adds, finally brushing the boy's hand away, before it could do any more damage to his expertly styled hair.
I'm not into your weird hobbies~!”
Henry's fascination with the world of electrochemistry was one of many things Jun just couldn't wrap his brain around; the drinks he like were all too expensive, and tasted like gasoline and raisins, the things he liked to inhale all smelled terrible, and never failed to send Jun into unstoppable coughing fits, and the needles?
Well...just the sight of them was enough to dredge up memories he preferred not to remember...
Jun simply sighed, chalking it up to one of those 'older kid' things before moving on, his mind drifting back to that peculiar dream, and the lingering effect it still had on everyone present.

"Mmn~ I'm good. I kinda wouldn't mind hearing that voice again, to be honest~." Jun continues, responding to his companion's apparent concern.
Looking off into the distance, a predatory glint briefly sparks within his eyes, as he mumbles, "I wonder what other sounds they could make..."
For a brief moment, Jun hums to himself in thought, wondering what the chances are of having another prophetic vision.
Deducing the odds as being rather slim-to-none, he rolls his shoulders and hops up to his feet.
"Betcha it's from being locked up in here for so long with nothing to do~!" he posits, knitting his hands behind his head, his eyes scanning the room once more, desperate for something of interest; an impromptu fight club that he could watch but not participate in, the ever-escalating negotiation between the kings, Pei's makeshift club and bar, and a particular, red-haired girl, an Albino Tiger from what Jun could tell, who walked with a tempo not much unlike Jun's own.
Turning back to his companion, he flashes a familiar, malevolent smile, and says, "C'mon, Henry, let's go find some fun~!"
 
Hiyma
CS Link
SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Akamozu King Crimson King Crimson , Henry Coyote Hart Coyote Hart , Charlie Roda the Red Roda the Red Numerous Members of Every Gang
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]

The voice in Hiymas head was not her own, nor was it Helvas, the connection she felt, she knew Helva felt too, the claims it made weren't something she was sure if she should fully believe in. But it did happen and weather if she believed the voice in question or thought it was some person from another gang trying to play tricks on them, she had to figure out just what to do with this whole situation. There was a short amount of communication between Hiyma and Helva happening in their head, but the end results was simple make sure the Phoenixes are kept safe, or atleast the ones Helva was on good terms with. Snapping back to reality, Hiyma looked between Jun and Henry, it seemed that both of them seem to have heard the same voice she had, perhaps it's claims did hold merit since she doubted any person would be able to do something like that en mass at the same time. Though neither Henry or Jun seemed too bothered by it, Henry looking to her for Guidance and Jun wanting to go on over toward where Pei was, causing Hiyma to shudder a bit at the simple thought of Pei.

She clearly needed to deal with the situation so she speaking out she said "Uhm, I think we should stick together right about now, it would be easier to look out for one another if we are near each other. Something is likely going to be happening soon, it wouldn't be good to be unprepared if things end up turning into a complete mess." she didn't really add the fact that going over to the traitor Pei also looked bad because she knew Jun didn't exactly care. As much of a headache Jun was, she did respect the fact that he cared so little of what others thought of him and only wished to do as he pleased, and the fact that he was really straightforward.

Still even if she kept Jun and Henry nearby she needed to find Charlie and look after him, after all if things went down she wouldn't be able to do any sort of retreat without him. Taking in a deep breath she told Jun and Henry "Keep an eye out for Temper or if you can't remember Aliases, then the Blue Hair kid that Revernant keeps around." Hiyma wasn't as experienced with keeping others in line as Helva but she did know how to take a logical approach to a situation. She told Jun and Henry "You two should get to know each other, just..." Hiyma thought about what she was gonna say for a moment, knowing Jun he would try to do the opposite of what she tells him. With a sigh she said "Just do me a favor Shrike and don't get into too much trouble." she said that last part a bit reluctantly, though with any luck Jun will be nice with her and only get into minor trouble.
 
THE FOURTH SEAL / CATASTROPHE
Time inside Purgatory was hard to measure under normal circumstances. Deep underground, there was no sun to track the hours, no clocks save for the rhythmic drip of water leaking from rusted pipes. In the meeting room, it felt even worse. The tension that hung over the gathering of gang leaders and their closest confidants was oppressive. All thought bent toward the waiting, waiting for something, anything, to break.

Outside the meeting room, the gangs’ foot soldiers and rookies mingled in a disorganized sea of sweat, noise, and poorly disguised hostility. The stench of damp concrete mingled with cigarette smoke and cheap cologne, while the occasional argument or burst of laughter cut through the din like a knife. Despite the activity, there was an undeniable undercurrent of unnatural stillness. as if the walls themselves were holding their breath, bracing for what would come next.

And then, there was the sound. It started low, barely audible. A faint, rhythmic vibration. It crept up through the concrete floors and walls, rattling the air vents and the pipes. Something was off. Something was coming.

The central pillar room, where the Kings and their entourages sat, shattered in an instant.

It began with a deafening CRACK, like the sound of splitting stone, and then erupted into a cacophony of searing, shattering brilliance.

A surge of raw, incandescent energy blasted outward, tearing through the walls and sending shards of concrete and steel hurtling into the corridors beyond.

The air turned hot and electric, shimmering with the violent aftershock of the blast.

Everything that once stood, and all that could have been, obliterated in the blink of an eye.

For a moment, it was as if time itself froze. The roar of the explosion gave way to a deafening silence, and then, like a tidal wave, chaos came rushing in.



 
  • ELEMENT LIBERATION
    SCENE:
    New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
    TIME:
    February 28th, 2023 || After Midnight
    LOCATION:
    Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
    PARTICIPANTS:
    Group 1
    THE FOURTH SEAL
    Out of shimmering voids of energy, four figures emerged into the chaos of Purgatory’s already fractured peace.

    Element Liberation were a small-time gang on the edges of New Oasis’ sprawling criminal underbelly, a group that, left to their own devices, would never have achieved the firepower or notoriety to rival the Four Kings. But desperation drives ambition, and desperation had led them to him. The promise had been simple: power. Enough power to crush the Kings, claim a throne all to themselves, and elevate their gang beyond the reach of any others.

    Artificially infused with powers by a mysterious benefactor, the figures stepping from these portals were hellbent on achieving what had been denied them for so long: legitimacy.

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    "Come now, don't disappoint me," hissed a purple haired woman, six massive, undulating snakes emerging from her back like appendages. She exuded an air of supreme confidence, eyes glinting with disdain as she gazed upon those who were arrayed before her. Each of her serpent heads hissed and tasted the air with their tongues, six sets of eyes staring unblinkingly at the gangsters who stood against their haughty mistress, each a meal waiting to be savored.

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    "Been waitin' a long time fer this!! Gonna cut ya' up real good, ain't we, guys?" A second woman asked rhetorically of her fellow Element Liberation members. A feral gleam alighted in her catlike eyes. Her fingers adorned with claws as sharp as razors, she exuded a chaotic and unrelenting energy, fueled by primal instincts and raw aggression, every fiber of her being appeared to be itching for the heat of battle.

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    From the largest of the shimmering voids that had opened nearby, stepped a tall man in a wide-brimmed black cap. "Finally," he said in a low and dulcet tone. Sickly green ooze bubbled across the surface of his skin, giving him the appearance of being slick and slippery. "Let's drown them all." As he spoke, tendrils of green slime flicked and traced their way up and down his lithe, semi-liquid form.

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    From the final portal emerged a waifish, elfin woman with pointed ears, pink hair, and a pallid complexion. Her pristine white lab coat trailed behind her, though the faint stains of something indigo and viscous marred its edges. Adjusting her round glasses with a careful push of one pale finger, she stepped into Purgatory’s chaos with the air of a researcher, more than a dog of battle. "Oh, my," she murmured. "Such a... vivid experiment this is shaping up to be."


 
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RETSU KUSANAGI
CS Link
SCENE:
New Oasis Season 2 - Arc 4: Scene 1 [The Fourth Seal]
TIME:
February 28th, 2023 || After Midnight
LOCATION:
Center District Purification Chamber, Lower Central — "Purgatory"
PARTICIPANTS:
Group 3, Nina
THE FOURTH SEAL

The unexpected benefit of the buzz she'd been meticulously cultivating over the course of this midnight parley was that, when things inevitably went to shit, at least she wasn't sober. Her ears were still ringing the from the blast. Black smoke stung her eyes, and an unnameable pain had a grip on her heart as she watched the central column room go up in flames.

It might've been the booze making her weepy at the sight of it. The future on fire. Hope tarnished in ashes. Luckily, there was seldom time to mourn. After all, they now had company to entertain.

Between the explosion in the leadership chamber to the sudden invasion of hostiles from seemingly thin air, Retsu hesitated to point out the obvious. Somebody, probably several somebodies, had gone blabbing about this little rendezvous. Really, who could claim they were shocked? Honor among thieves, and all that.

There would be time to point fingers and place blame later (she hoped). For now, the focus had to be "not dying". Secondarily, "not letting her allies die". This one, at the moment, felt particularly apropos, as she witnessed a mad chimeric beast charge Nina with undoubtedly brutal intentions. The air around her whirled as she moved, cutting across the gulf of empty space like a blade. She scooped the young wyvern up like a maiden and with her dashed out of the rampaging monster's warpath.

“Easy now," Retsu tried to calm the girl (who may or may not need calming in the moment) she'd carried bridal style away from certain danger. “Y'ain't dead yet," she snickered, as a shadow crept over them both. Retsu peered ahead, spying a pair of tree trunks sprouting out of the cement floor.

Wait, no... Not tree trunks.

Legs.

She let her gaze travel up... And up, and up... Until at last she could look this new threat in its... Eyes?

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Haze- Haze-

 
Nina Aguilar
✦ SCENE:
Season 2 - Arc 4: [The Fourth Seal]
✦ TIME:
February 28th, 2023
✦ LOCATION:
Lower Central District; "Purgatory"
✦ INTERACTIONS:
Retsu, Group 3
✦ LIMIT BREAK RANK:
Blastin'!!
✦ about three seals (maybe four)


A lot of things happened.

The empty, vast ocean. The voice of God, the vocal, incomprehensible nothings that still lingered like a drop of saltwater stuck in her eardrum. The feigned ignorance that spread amongst the crowd, a silent agreement to turn a deaf ear. Then the explosion, the crackle of the raging fire muffled by the ringing in her ears, and the bestial screech of a hundredfold monsters.

There weren’t too many things in this world that could keep Nina, the one n’ only Reaver, in still motion— few things that made her freeze. Her body would usually refuse, swim hard against the current on instinct, turning dissenting, unwilling and flimsy muscles into cogs that revolved at light-speed, greased with willpower alone. It happened whenever she was going above her usual 50 push-up limit, her wobbling arms locking into form. It happened whenever she went above her deadlift PR, the metal bar giving against her grip like it were made of plastic, the weights flying over her head.

Hell, it even happened when she didn’t know the answer to a test. Not that the answer would magically pop into her head, just that the pencil would snap in her hand without so much as a slight flex of her finger.

But here, even after the mass hallucination had long passed, even as the blazing wind of the explosion had smacked her across the face, Nina was frozen completely still. Like a deer flashed by headlights. Her body wouldn’t move a muscle, no matter how loud her brain blared the emergency alarms.

Tonight must have been the exception, the day her potential stopped working after 20 years living in this god-forsaken earth.

She was a sitting duck in the sudden assault, the invaders poured into the chamber in swarms, an advancing horde, and one of the many chimerics rushed at her with an eagerness to see her insides become outsides. Nina noticed the beast before it’d even halved the distance between them, had enough time to react, but her legs just wouldn’t budge.

She stood there, bug-eyed, panting, sweating bullets, waiting for her impending doom. A million, trillion thoughts raced through her head, panicking— her left eye flashed neon.

✦ LIMIT BREAK ✦
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“Eeek!” — She let out a high-pitched yip as a pair of arms scooped her up, bringing her un-protesting limbs off the ground. Her knight in shining armor reeked of booze.

Nina looked up at Retsu, the world stalling into slow, staggering frames as she stared sheepishly at the woman’s unphased gaze, the stoic look on her face. She felt like a babe cradled in her mother’s arms, her heart skipping a few beats, brain only having enough processing power to recognize how cool this old hag was.

“Huhwuhbubghb—uhh?” — She only managed to blabber up nonsense at Retsu’s reassuring words, cheeks a red flush, eyes wide and bright with admiration. She was even dropping cliche B-movie lines after saving her. Nina’s eyes flashed, sparkled neon, thin wisps of steam billowing off her shoulders.

✦ LIMIT BREAK ✦
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After sucking in a deep breath, she composed herself — “That’s the second time y’put hands on me…” — She chuckled, hopping off Retsu’s arms, trying not to make it more awkward than it already was — “Thank y—” — The words drawled out of her mouth, her smile drooping to a frown as her eyes slowly trailed up the imposing figure of the beast looming over them. Her mouth hung open for a few seconds before she finally snapped out of it, Nina flung her arms forward, smacking her hands together into a rigid cross, yelling at the top of her lungs, begging for the monster to — “HALT!!!”

Then, without warning, she dropped to the ground. Then came back up again, jumped in place. Then back down. Then up. Down. She was doing burpees right in front of the towering beast — “G-Gimme a second, ‘kay?! I got performance issues...I need t’ c-charge up.” — Her face was beet red, but she kept going nonetheless, as fast as humanly possible.

✦ LIMIT BREAK ✦
█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ​

Her efforts only amounted to a faint sparkle of purple lightning that rippled through the air around her, a convulsing lightshow glinting in her eyes.

It was working, at least. Somewhat.

‘Are we being so fuckin’ for real right now?!’
​



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