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[soulsurvivore]

WHO: FILTHY WEEDS . . . and anyone who wants to try and lurk
WHERE: near the fountain
WHEN: Day 8, late night

[ Late at night, a couple of the newcomers may or may not be lurking near the fountain, waiting to discuss things! They're not a team, so they're not exactly organized, okay.

Non-weeds are, of course, welcome to try and see what they're up to. have fun with that. ]

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[stirtheblood]

[Vicious's scythe is also his blood sin power and isn't wieldable by anyone but him, so it dissolves into smoke when it gets too far away. Which doesn't help him but at least no spiders have a giant demon scythe.

Vicious still has a lot of pointy bits though, so he keeps trying to tear the spiders off of him, growling.

It continues to not work very well.]

[featherduster]

[ Vicious will hear two sets of heavy footfalls approaching at a fast clip, perhaps EVEN BIGGER TWO-LEGGED SPIDERS--

Just kidding, a Bluebell and a Lily skid into the clearing.

what the fuck is going on over here ]

Oi, Mr. Great Transgressor, you never heard of the buddy system?!

[ohlord]

Of course it's someone ya know.

[anyway, big ass revolver getting pulled out.

illusion back on. he looks like he's gotten plenty of sleep, thanks.]

[crittersheep]

[welcome to the party there's a CARPET OF FLUFFY SPIDER SHEEP TRYING TO EAT VICIOUS what up]

[stirtheblood]

[Vicious jerks his head to look at them when they enter the clearing. He's definitely both a lot worse for wear and a lot less human looking than last Vash saw him, with a long lashing tail and black carapace and crystal veins. They're cracked in places, and glowing gently through the blood that's thoroughly coated most of his bare skin by this point.

He responds through gritted teeth as he attempts to pull a spider away from his right bicep, which has definitely lost a lot of flesh.]

Ha! Ain't somethin' that's ever really worked for me.

[featherduster]

[ . . .

Cannot decide whether the fluffy spiders or Vicious himself is more alarming . . . ]

This doesn't look like it's working better?!


[ WOLFWOOD HAS HIS GUN

So like. He's just going to start punching fluff spiders ]

[ohlord]

[HE HAS THE GUN!

and he's trying to angle the shot so it'll crash through the carpet of fuzzy things. good thing he's a good shot even with big guns, 'cause it is pretty close to Vicious.]

[crittersheep]

[YOU PUNCH THE SPIDERS

YOU SHOOT THE SPIDERS

YOU ARE RUDE TO SPIDERS

Many scatter and it looks like you've got this, but then you hear a shriek

If you look up

You will see that he forest canopy is coated with shyders.

Probably, you should run.]

[stirtheblood]

[Vicious's legs are mostly intact, at least, so when the spiders scatter and Wolfwood's bullet tears through some of their webbing, he manages to rip himself free and jump for an area more clear of spiders.]

...Yeah, well. It usually goes a lot better than this!

[Vicious sounds pretty dry and casual for someone half-eaten by sheep-spiders.

On the side of him being more alarming, though, there are black flames curling over much of the surrounding area. While they don't burn anything or seem to be doing anything to the spiders at all, some of the vegetation is withering. It's nowhere near as bad as it could be at full power, but Vash and Wolfwood may feel a bit of fatigue, too.]

[featherduster]

[ Sending one last fluff spider flying with a right hook, flicking a glance at the canopy, then at Wolfwood, then at Vicious -- and whatever the fuck Vicious is doing. ]

No kidding! So let's skedaddle, shall we?!

[ Does he have to scruff this demon man? He will certainly TRY. ]

[ohlord]

[Wolfwood's already exhausted levels are nnnnot helped by the additional fatigue, so he is, in fact, starting to make the retreat but also still has the gun ready because HE DON'T TRUST NO DEVIL BUT HIMSELF, KTHX.]

We bailed him outta the spider mess, Spikey, just leave him to do whatever else it is he's doin'!

[stirtheblood]

Oh, I dunno if we're outta the mess yet.

[Vicious also glances meaningfully at the canopy of spiders.]

...But we can get on that, if ya want. Ain't like I was really doin' anythin' else.

[He does not actually put up much of a fight about retreating now that it has been requested. He stoops to quickly retrieve as many of bird corpses as he can before running, though.]

[crittersheep]

[The shyders don't pursue them--they're immediately preoccupied trying to repair the landscape Vicious damaged.

YOU ALL LIVE, FOR NOW. Or at least Vicious will for a few hours unless someone patches him up.]

[featherduster]

[ Ignoring Wolfwood's suggestion. Of course.

Hauling ass out of the clearing and looking around to check if Vicious is still doing that. Fire bullshit.

. . .


Why are you holding bird corpses sir ]

Was all this about getting dinner?

[ohlord]

[i mean. getting food's legit.

he's more deadeyeing Vicious's... everything demon-like-else.]

[stirtheblood]

I was just plannin' on huntin' and makin' camp for the night, yeah. What were you doin'?

[The black flames mostly peter out, Vicious reining them more under control as they retreat, but all the other demon parts remain. Vicious gives a defiant toothy grin.]

[featherduster]

We have weird hobbies.

[ Like running toward the first sound of gunfire.

Anyway, Vash seems much less concerned than Wolfwood by the demon-y bits, since he just walks over and stoops down to get a look at exactly how bad the injuries are. ]

[ohlord]

[mystery why that would be the case but y'know. digging something out of a pocket.

it's a small potion bottle with some clear liquid in it.

waggles it at Vicious.]

Weird hobbies, but better prepared. Y'need to heal, just slap some of this on it.

[stirtheblood]

[The injuries are quite bad, though they would definitely be worse if he was less demony. His right bicep is the worst, since it's has the most bare human flesh, which has been torn away enough that bone is visible. His chest is also bare skin, but the glowing patterns are crystalline with some sort of lava-like flow happening under the surface, and it's unclear if there are any bones in there. The crystal is cracked and the skin is torn and bloody though.

Vicious also glances over his injuries with some amount of confusion about why they are as bad as they are and don't seem to be improving.

Then he looks at Vash assessing him with more confusion. Then at Wolfwood's offered bottle with maximum confusion.]

...Eh? The hell is that?

[featherduster]

[ Hissing a breath out through his teeth ]

Yeesh, buddy . . . c'mon, that has to be painful.

[ AT LEAST ACT LIKE IT? Gesturing to the vial ]

Use 'em, it'll heal those right up.

[ohlord]

Special medicine. Just apply it and be thankful I ain't chargin' ya.

[tossing Vicious the bottle.]

[stirtheblood]

I ain't got nothin' to pay, anyway.

[Vicious is still skeptical, but he catches the bottle (with his good arm). It does hurt, and he's starting to feel a bit faint from the blood loss, which isn't a sensation he's really experienced before, so after a moment, he opens the bottle to pour on his wounds. MAY AS WELL.]

[featherduster]

[ oh my god ]

YOU DON'T HAVE TO POUR IT IN YOUR GAPING WOUNDS

[ohlord]

[mildly,]

Works just as well. Better the gaping ones than the minors ones.

[anyway, hope you like the feeling of salty tears in your terrible wounds before the intense emotions behind them do the healing. ftr, this was a stash of Nightmare Trauma Induced Tears, so y'know. they're pretty effective!]

[crittersheep]

[wow how can they fix it if it dissolves!!

GUESS THEY SHOULD DESTROY THE SOURCE

By now that chest wound is going to be leaking even more ooze, and that fleshy arm? Hope you like seeing bone! The shyders continue to crawl all over here, their fluffy bodies basically carpeting the forest floor. I'd say say your prayers but. He's a demon, so,,,]