Pax RP

Flexing the mental tether he had attached to Zerexe prior, the Jentil was unsure if the golden woman needed assistance or not. "The aspects are reversing course, Ariel," Drausus notified the Goddess. This was getting out of hand... And whatever laid behind the cracks, he wasn't sure about.

Ariel sat there frozen. She had come to help, and was losing this woman - if that even what she was - to the madness.

She could blame Drausus - he wasn't invited - but he had only followed her orders. Even that woman who had jumped in with them couldn't be blamed. If this woman slips into further madness, it would be Ariel's fault.

Mad God indeed...

The cracks increased in their size in the small amount of time that the two stood frozen, quite dramatically in fact. Right up to the point that they shattered, in small brightly coloured pieces all around them-making the Frustrated one become the most faded. This was followed in rapid succession by the others-along with corresponding shattering, leaving them at equal levels of almost faded bar the terrified one. Oh, and the ocean of frustration that they had been swimming in and that had been covering everything had disappeared. Now it just lay outside the city as a regular level of frustration would have, depositing Zerexe on the very well painted ground nearby.

Each time there was a shattering of the cracks the environment around them became more vibrant. The last one was the most full, there was even a 'sky' this time, and there were multiple things around them that represented varying levels of emotion-like one should have.

Ahead of them, the memory of what happened played out. She'd been going about her business when a Red Dragon crashed out of a building and started terrorising people. He'd spotted her cowering by a building rather than running and caught her. One swipe of the brush, and her personality had been overwritten. She became as Heroic as she thought a Hero shoukd be-because Red wanted a challenge. These scenarios played out by the almost faded personalities. Another swipe, and that one became the one who wanted to do nothing but please Red. She destroyed buildings and then froze a bunch of people on the road before shattering them by hitting the ground so hard from the air she caused a small earthquake. This one destroyed, maimed and murdered all the while enjoying it. Another swipe, and she fell to her knees having realised what she'd done until the Storm Dragon became tired of her weeping. Then the last swipe, overwriting the others, making her intensely frustrated-so much so that she threw Red into a building by his toe effortlessly before he got ahold of her again. He'd made her unable to speak in anything but bird gibberish unless she was asked her name. Keela, the War Bringer. He made her his Lieutenant and then tossed her through a Portal to this Pax.

The 'Aspects' weren't Aspects of her personality at all. They never were. What they were was different and two dimensional personalities all their own-and they were still here, only now the original was the strongest one of them.

However, talking in bird gibberish was still going to be a problem, as that damage was both still here and very loud

Zerexe stood up slowly, looking around slowly and growling. She was so lost now, frustrated more than normal.

'Keela,' the Jentil thought to himself as the events unfolded before him. So another Earth, with a woman subjected to reality warping magic, lead to the creation of this terrorizing entity. This mind appeared to readjusted itself after the series of shatters unveiling a more vibrant world. Seemingly more stable... Though not in the realm of fixed, until he knew she wasn't going to be a threat anymore.

~Ocean gone. World settling. What is the game plan now?~ Drausus relayed to Ariel and Zerexe, cautious in making another move so soon.

It seemed Zerexe's plan was to slap Ariel into a a building. "Calm the fuck down mad god. If I can keep this calm having absorbed a massive amount of extra frustration and having no idea what's going on, you can keep a damn level head and not turn stupid. Locking up leads to people breaking, dying, and suffering. So take a breath and calm the fuck down and make a proper choice. Fuck."

::Ariel picked herself up - gingerly - from the remains of the building. It has been a long, long time since she has last felt pain. But this was a mindscape, not reality - and she supposed that was within the realm of possibilities.

She stared down the remnants of Red - finally recognizing it for what it was - mental scarring. Everything here was abstracted - even her pain. That meant....that meant that even if she couldn't have the tool she really needed in Reality, she could have it here. Yeah, it would drain her, but no more than the brush, and possibly alot more effective.

She stood up, and with some mental effort, reformed the brush into the Sanity blade. The Rapier wasn't the real thing, but it felt soothing in her hands, giving her the confidence to do what was needed.::

Ariel: Thanks, Zerexe....I needed that. Now if you don't mind, I could use a good throw to that Dragon. I think it's about time we were done with this.

The woman hoisted her up to her shoulder, running ahead and chucking the goddess with enough force to send her through a normal dragon. She might be a bit worked up.

What Keela thought of as Red seemed busy reenacting his cruel games with the various personalities before a glint in the sky caught his eye. Looking up, the Storm Dragon snarled as the glint rapidly became an Ariel barrelling towards him so fast that when they connected god and dragon would go tumbling bodily into one of the buildings hard enough to start it crumbling.

It would take a second or two for Red to recover from such a hit.

"So Rod from God, eh?" the Jentil observed as he duplicated his presence, resulting in three standing guard. The trio directed their techniques appropriately: dark-eyed prepared for long range, bright eyed armed for close, and the original shimmering with an admixture. "You two, aid Ariel."

Nodding in silence, the pair simulated the maneuver done previously. The external specialist flung his comrade in the direction Red laid in confusion in his dash towards the dragon. Though to change things up, the internal Distortionist teleported in mid flight, aiming to reappear from behind to smack him with a massive fist large as the brute's head.

The true Drausus walked floated towards the woman. "Keela," he spoke calmly to grab the most concentrated aspect's attention.

Once the brute was down, a second hit barely registered-however it did set the Red Dragon spinning one way only to get slapped another, causing at least two more of the buildings around them to collapse before the Storm Dragon even managed to get up. However, snarling, Red somehow managed to open his mouth and unleash the smell of ozone accompanied by thunder as a stormcloud poured out from his mouth.

Meanwhile, the currently most stable personality turned to look at Drausus whom quietly spoken to get her attention. "Y-yes? What is it? What do you want?"

Ariel was not expecting the second punch from Drausus - but is served to give her some time to recover and get back in stance just in time to see the dragon Prepare to breath. She had expected this - the mental scarring would fight back - but this would be, in a sense, insanity fighting back- which would only serve to feed her.

"Drausus, step back, I'll draw his fire..." Ariel said with a grin that due to weariness, didn't go to far past her face.

"Y-yes? What is it? What do you want?"

"To help. And for it to be most effective, you must ACT on it," the Jentil explained, manifesting a rectangle symbol in the air. The shape vibrated in a rainbow hue, representing the uncertainty of what the troubled woman would decide it become. "We three-Ariel, Zerexe, and I-are here to help you out. Your mind feels a bit more stable now, yes?"

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"Drausus, step back, I'll draw his fire..."

The Distortionist doppelganger due nodded. Each of them held a guarded stance as they moved out of way from Red's attack. Internalist hardened himself, with the Externalist manifesting an opaque grey barrier instead.

Zerexe walked to Drausus, aiming to fuel him with energy as an assist. She broke too much when she acted. No, she needed to support right now.

Given the time to do such, the massive thundercloud left the equally massive Red Dragons throat on its way to Ariel. Below, buildings and people were immediately reduced to cinders from the lightning strikes.

Meanwhile...

"I.... you mean London?" ther terrified one spoke "It... does seem better now, yes. No more ocean"