Insanity Clinic: Season Two

[RoyalBeeMage he/him]

Roy opened a rift, stepped through, and saw a small hunting lodge surrounded by snow. This is the place. He could feel it. He readied his weapon before storming inside to avenge Lucas.

The cold wind bit at Roy's face as he crossed the threshold, his boots crunching in the deep snow. His breath came out in visible puffs, mingling with the anticipation in the air. Every muscle in his body was tense, his senses on high alert.

The lodge looked unassuming from the outside, its wooden walls weathered and its roof sagging under the weight of accumulated snow. A single light flickered in the window, casting long shadows on the ground. Roy's grip tightened around his weapon as he approached the door, each step echoing the silent promise he made to Lucas.

With a swift, decisive kick, Roy burst through the door. The warmth inside was a stark contrast to the frigid air outside, but he barely noticed. His eyes scanned the room quickly, taking in the rustic furniture, the roaring fireplace, and the figure standing in the center of the room.

The woman turned, surprise flashing in his eyes before recognition set in. Roy didn't wait for pleasantries. "You know why I'm here," he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

The woman smirked, a cruel glint in her eye. "did I give your friend - Lucas, wasn't it? - a paper cut?" she spread her arms wide, as if inviting Roy to make his move.

Fueled by anger and rage, Roy lunged forward, weapon raised. The battle was swift and brutal, a whirlwind of motion and sound. Furniture shattered, and the fire hissed as sparks flew. Roy's training and determination gave him the edge, but his opponent was cunning and relentless.

In the end, it was over as quickly as it began. The woman lay on the floor, defeated, and Roy stood over her, panting. The room was silent except for the crackling of the fire and Roy's heavy breathing.

Roy's eyes softened as he looked down at his fallen adversary. "This is for Lucas," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. He turned and left the lodge, the cold air hitting him once more as he stepped back into the snow. The rift still shimmered, waiting for him to return.

Roy took one last look at the lodge before stepping through the rift, leaving behind the place where he had avenged his friend.

@Ancient Elantrian 

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i mean i might have gotten a little distracted. i know that your ment to have come with me but umm... sorry?

 

Edited June 22, 2024 by RoyalBeeMage

[Through the Living Hope]

30 minutes ago, RoyalBeeMage said:

Roy opened a rift, stepped through, and saw a small hunting lodge surrounded by snow. This is the place. He could feel it. He readied his weapon before storming inside to avenge Lucas.

The cold wind bit at Roy's face as he crossed the threshold, his boots crunching in the deep snow. His breath came out in visible puffs, mingling with the anticipation in the air. Every muscle in his body was tense, his senses on high alert.

The lodge looked unassuming from the outside, its wooden walls weathered and its roof sagging under the weight of accumulated snow. A single light flickered in the window, casting long shadows on the ground. Roy's grip tightened around his weapon as he approached the door, each step echoing the silent promise he made to Lucas.

With a swift, decisive kick, Roy burst through the door. The warmth inside was a stark contrast to the frigid air outside, but he barely noticed. His eyes scanned the room quickly, taking in the rustic furniture, the roaring fireplace, and the figure standing in the center of the room.

The man turned, surprise flashing in his eyes before recognition set in. Roy didn't wait for pleasantries. "You know why I'm here," he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

The man smirked, a cruel glint in his eye. "did I give your friend - Lucas, wasn't it? - a paper cut?" He spread his arms wide, as if inviting Roy to make his move.

Fueled by anger and rage, Roy lunged forward, weapon raised. The battle was swift and brutal, a whirlwind of motion and sound. Furniture shattered, and the fire hissed as sparks flew. Roy's training and determination gave him the edge, but his opponent was cunning and relentless.

In the end, it was over as quickly as it began. The man lay on the floor, defeated, and Roy stood over him, panting. The room was silent except for the crackling of the fire and Roy's heavy breathing.

Roy's eyes softened as he looked down at his fallen adversary. "This is for Lucas," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. He turned and left the lodge, the cold air hitting him once more as he stepped back into the snow. The rift still shimmered, waiting for him to return.

Roy took one last look at the lodge before stepping through the rift, leaving behind the place where he had avenged his friend.

@Ancient Elantrian 

 

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Post is great but uh…

The Seizer is a girl…

 

[RoyalBeeMage he/him]

45 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

 

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what do you mean. my original post had a woman in it... 

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anything else that I missed?

 

[Through the Living Hope]

3 hours ago, RoyalBeeMage said:

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what do you mean. my original post had a woman in it... 

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anything else that I missed?

 

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She worked for a queen to kidnap magical people

Also, since it wasn’t super clear… is she dead or just defeated?

 

Edited June 22, 2024 by Spark of Hope

[RoyalBeeMage he/him]

3 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

She worked for a queen to kidnap magical people

Also, since it wasn’t super clear… is she dead or just defeated?

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defeated... maby i should have posted my defeat a lot slower across multiple posts so i would not miss all of that lore...

 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

On 6/21/2024 at 1:56 PM, Spark of Hope said:

If you just think it, no one will hear you but me, okay? I want to help you, but I can’t do that if I don’t know what’s wrong.

I can’t tell you.

I can’t.

22 hours ago, RoyalBeeMage said:

Roy opened a rift, stepped through, and saw a small hunting lodge surrounded by snow. This is the place. He could feel it. He readied his weapon before storming inside to avenge Lucas.

The cold wind bit at Roy's face as he crossed the threshold, his boots crunching in the deep snow. His breath came out in visible puffs, mingling with the anticipation in the air. Every muscle in his body was tense, his senses on high alert.

The lodge looked unassuming from the outside, its wooden walls weathered and its roof sagging under the weight of accumulated snow. A single light flickered in the window, casting long shadows on the ground. Roy's grip tightened around his weapon as he approached the door, each step echoing the silent promise he made to Lucas.

With a swift, decisive kick, Roy burst through the door. The warmth inside was a stark contrast to the frigid air outside, but he barely noticed. His eyes scanned the room quickly, taking in the rustic furniture, the roaring fireplace, and the figure standing in the center of the room.

The woman turned, surprise flashing in his eyes before recognition set in. Roy didn't wait for pleasantries. "You know why I'm here," he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

The woman smirked, a cruel glint in her eye. "did I give your friend - Lucas, wasn't it? - a paper cut?" she spread her arms wide, as if inviting Roy to make his move.

Fueled by anger and rage, Roy lunged forward, weapon raised. The battle was swift and brutal, a whirlwind of motion and sound. Furniture shattered, and the fire hissed as sparks flew. Roy's training and determination gave him the edge, but his opponent was cunning and relentless.

In the end, it was over as quickly as it began. The woman lay on the floor, defeated, and Roy stood over her, panting. The room was silent except for the crackling of the fire and Roy's heavy breathing.

Roy's eyes softened as he looked down at his fallen adversary. "This is for Lucas," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. He turned and left the lodge, the cold air hitting him once more as he stepped back into the snow. The rift still shimmered, waiting for him to return.

Roy took one last look at the lodge before stepping through the rift, leaving behind the place where he had avenged his friend.

@Ancient Elantrian 

 

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That was… fast

Elan stood there, feeling semi useless as they left.

—

The seizer gritted her teeth, feeling the pain that had been inflicted upon her.

Just then a person appeared.

The Queen.

“Rise, Seizer. There is a place you must go. More… people, to take. A clinic, far far away. The armies are at your command.”

[Through the Living Hope]

2 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

I can’t tell you.

I can’t.

Elan stood there, feeling semi useless as they left.

—

The seizer gritted her teeth, feeling the pain that had been inflicted upon her.

Just then a person appeared.

The Queen.

“Rise, Seizer. There is a place you must go. More… people, to take. A clinic, far far away. The armies are at your command.”

Well… can you at least tell me why you can’t tell me?

[RoyalBeeMage he/him]

3 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

That was… fast

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i might have gotten a little distracted...

 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

2 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

Well… can you at least tell me why you can’t tell me?

Powerful magic. Lukas didn’t tell you?

47 minutes ago, RoyalBeeMage said:

 

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You’re fine  

 

[Through the Living Hope]

10 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Powerful magic. Lukas didn’t tell you?

 

She smiled. I can’t say I’ve interacted with him much, only passed him with Aventine in the hallway.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

13 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

She smiled. I can’t say I’ve interacted with him much, only passed him with Aventine in the hallway.

Oh. Well… we can’t. Can’t tell you anything.

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, Ancient Elantrian said:

Oh. Well… we can’t. Can’t tell you anything.

As in, you are physically unable to, or bad things will happen if you do? Or both?

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

As in, you are physically unable to, or bad things will happen if you do? Or both?

Both. The Boy looks back. We’re being watched.

[Through the Living Hope]

2 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Both. The Boy looks back. We’re being watched.

Okay. Well, is there anything I can do to help you?

[Exotic Almond he/him]

10 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

Okay. Well, is there anything I can do to help you?

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Sorry, busy weekend.

Almond looks at Sunny and then the boy. "What are you doing? Why'd you guys stop talking?"

[Through the Living Hope]

1 hour ago, Exotic Almond said:

Almond looks at Sunny and then the boy. "What are you doing? Why'd you guys stop talking?"

She relayed the basics of their telepathic conversation telepathically. 

[Exotic Almond he/him]

10 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

She relayed the basics of their telepathic conversation telepathically. 

Almond is stunned "How did you do that? That's so cool!"

[Through the Living Hope]

9 hours ago, Exotic Almond said:

Almond is stunned "How did you do that? That's so cool!"

It’s telepathy. Just think your thoughts towards me if you want me to hear them.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

22 hours ago, Exotic Almond said:

Almond is stunned "How did you do that? That's so cool!"

The boy smiles, just slightly. “It is.”

[Through the Living Hope]

On 6/23/2024 at 10:47 AM, Spark of Hope said:

Okay. Well, is there anything I can do to help you?

1 minute ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

The boy smiles, just slightly. “It is.”

 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

3 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

 

There’s a person I need to kill. The five-year-old thinks at her. 

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, Ancient Elantrian said:

There’s a person I need to kill. The five-year-old thinks at her. 

To herself: Um, what?

To him: O-oh, who is it?

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

2 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

To herself: Um, what?

To him: O-oh, who is it?

My brother.

[Through the Living Hope]

1 minute ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

My brother.

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NOOOO MY BABY

Her eyebrows wrinkled and her eyes widened. What?!

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

Her eyebrows wrinkled and her eyes widened. What?!

He is the sixth son. He is a harbinger. He must die.