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Started December 23, 2019 by Deleted user

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The handsome blond man looked at the two women. He grinned and snapped his fingers softly. A small tear appeared in all the bags of jewels, letting the precious rocks spill and clatter on the hard floor.

Rosaline looked up at the man that had just spilled the gems on the floor.

"What is your problem? How did that benefit anyone?" she asked, slightly miffed.

He grinned mischievously and winked. “It’s amusing. And doesn’t amusement benefit all? And I was, of course, I was liberating miss”- he looked at the other lady questioningly- here from the weighty burden she carries. Material wealth never lasts. She should try for something with a bit more permanence.”

"I suppose so, but to me and my universe, gems are quite valuable. Leader would have you killed if you did something like that on his property. It's all part of his plan." Rosaline sighed as she opened her upside-down umbrella and dumped the gems that were in her arm into it before closing it. The gems disappeared in what seemed like thin air.

She looked at the blonde man, and an eerie smile appeared on her face. “Look, buddy, sadly, amusement doesn’t benefit all.” She growled as she fixed her big with her powers and started putting everything back into her bag. Once done, she shrunk the bag and put it inside of her cloak pocket. Her phone rung again and was tempted to answer, but she mentally slapped herself. “Screw that demented clown!” She said under her breath.

Her phone continued ringing and she groaned, finally pulling her phone out. As she did, she saw that the person who was calling her was not the demented clown, instead it was his non-girlfriend. “Oh. . it looks as those two stopped their fighting.”

The man rolled his eyes, seemingly indifferent. “If you insist on your sparkles, so be it. But as I said before, money isn’t worth much really.”

She answered the call and smiled as she heard her friend’s voice. Before Harley could even say anything, she said: “Before you even start yelling at me, like that demented clown did, I have a question.”

Harley sighed and looked at the others two who were growling at each other. “Enough! You’re acting like a old married couple!” She turned back to the phone and heard her chuckle. “Alright, sure. Shoot.”

“Why is Bats with you two?” She asked. It wasn’t much of importance, but she deserved to know.

“He offered to help us find you, but of course, Mistah J didn’t want his help, so we had a small little fight and then he accepted.” Harley said, nonchalantly.

“Ah, I understand. Well, don’t worry bout me. I’ll be fine.” She said, before hanging up. Not even letting Harley respond to her.

Once both were inside, Zach grabbed his lighter and flicked it. The sudden light dramatically showed some corrugated iron floors, with dark, crimson walls that seemed to imitate blood, and unlit torches hanging off the walls. A long, narrow hall led towards two doors framed with what appeared to be a bone-like material.

'I'm gonna guess… this is a maze. All damn mazes I've seen look like this, and the mansion makes rooms according to a characters psyche, to their benefit or grief is unknown.' He stretched out his arms, showing off his biceps, hoping that the lady saw them in detail. Then he gave up. 'We'll be able to find a treasure thing here if we're lucky. I mean, the mansion curses you or somethin' if you take too much of the wrong thing, I dunno… but I don't care, I'm in charge' He looked back out of the door to find that someone had actually struck it rich in a random room. 'OI, SAVE SOME FER THE REST OF US YA BASTARDS'

“Fancy.” She commented, snapping a bone from the door as if it was a twig. She looked at it like it was the most interesting thing in the world. Actinolite looked at his arm and had the sudden urge to dig her nails into it.
Actinolite just chuckled and clipped the front of her cape around herself, making it look like a robe. She simply walked into to the other room, and peered down at the stones after grabbing Zach’s arm, squeezing it tightly as she dragged him along like a disobedient child.

'Owowowowowow OW OW OW WHAT THE F–K LADY' He writhed and squirmed to try and escape, taking no notice of the bone in the lady's hand.

'GET THE F–K OFF ME YOU TWAT' It was only after a while he realized he was out of the room, and he found himself staring at the gems. 'Alright, yes yes, all lovely and I want it all, but did I not mention that these rooms lead to other rooms? And more and more and more rooms then that? So how about we ignore this pile, and get something that's actually worth something, alright? Besides, if that's you that's making arm feel like literal pins and needles are stuck inside it, then I'm probably gonna have to kick you out, so it won't be much of an "adventure", if you will.'

She dropped his arm suddenly, giving him an innocent smile as she looked at the gems. She picked one up with her spindly fingers and bit it, making it crack. “…This is fake…” Actinolite said, dropping the shards to the ground and proceeding to crush them with her heels. “How disappointing.” She put the bone behind her head, making it glow then vanish.

'…well, my point stands then, doesn't it? …Also, how did you make that thing vanish? Is that another dumb gem move I can't have because, according to you, all gems are like, stupid or something. Dangerous stupid and all fake?' He proceeded to growl at her, because it seemed a bit like she had all this power and he just didn't.
'A'right, I'ma ask again: Are you in charge of anything? Absolutely anything at all?'

“No, this isn’t a real rock; it’s glass.” Actinolite explained, pointing to the stones around the room. “And another no, it’s not gone, I just put it away. Yes, it is only something my kind can do, and a stupid little rat like you cannot.” She grinned, flicking his nose teasingly. “And another yes; I am the Diamond’s personal scientist, I own a laboratory and everything inside of it.”
“Now, talk to me like that again and you’ll end up as my personal fur coat.”

Everything… every little detail in that conversation was condescending to it's core. Especially that stupid nose flick. Just as he was vigorously rubbing his nose, he heard about her role as a scientist and scoffed in disgust. But what really ticked him off was that last remark. The remark… a fur coat? A FUR COAT? As in, she was to skin him?

'What… what in the ACTUAL F–K IS WRONG WITH YOU LADY' he screeched, 'THAT'S DISGUSTING, YOU SICK FREAK! HOW ABOUT YOU ACTUALLY PISS OFF YOU DISGUSTING S–T EATING B—-H, AND DON'T YOU DARE F–KING SAY ANOTHER WORD ABOUT SKINNING ME OR ANY DISGUSTING S–T OR I'LL SEND YOU DIRECTLY TO HELL, YOU S–T HEAD…' This whole time, he showed her his fist, his snarls, and made every threatening move possible. What could be wrong with this woman? Why the hell did she enjoy all this gross s–t so much? Why couldn't she just give him powers, then f–k off? Veins started to appear on his neck as he screamed each swear.

(I'm late but wow this looks so fun, mind if I join?)
A distant door crashed open, letting in a rush of cold rain and pine needles. A man in a worn coat came through as well, stepping over a dead body that had fallen partly across the sill of the door. He glanced around wordlessly, assessing is new surroundings for danger. Finding none, he cleaned his dripping knife on the dead body's sleeve and put it away. Then, he set off quietly to find out where he was, leaving a trail of blood-and-rainwater footprints on the floor behind him.

“I’m insane, sweetie, that’s my problem, I can’t help it.” She chuckled, waving her hands around exaggeratedly, bearing her teeth in an eerie grin, her eyes looked as if there was no soul behind them. Actinolite didn’t even flinch at his attempts to be threatening, in fact, she leaned closer to get face-to-face. “I’m a murderer, corpses are my entire thing! I have a wide collection of different creatures hung around, including those irritating humans.” Actinolite licked her lips, you know, like a creep.
“Though, you are quite the hassle, I should just feed you to my snake, that would be the best way to get rid of your annoying blabbering. But I hope you know I want something from you,” She looked Zach up and down, “and I’ll give you anything you please if you give me what I want. And if you don’t, I’ll stick around until your very short life expires…which would be quite unfortunate for both of us.” She frowned.

Zach stopped short. More damn, vile words were spewing out of her mouth again, all too disgusting to let even the biggest of entrances in his mansion distract him. He stood taller just to try and get away from her face, and puffed out his chest while staring into her horrific eyes of hers. The description of her occupation… he felt it right to directly vomit at her feet, but he was too afraid of her threat. He had the strength to fight of snakes, even ones bigger then him, but just how she would attempt to feed him to her pet would probably render it impossible. Instead, he took a different direction.

'Alright… if I do what you want me to do, then can you stop talking about your dumb job, or at least don't say anything gross? I mean, I can't imagine what I won't do if it's in my capabilities… unless it's gross, I hate gross stuff, I think I ruined my entire image just thinking about it, don't trigger it lady.'

He then noticed the new arrival. 'Uhh… hi, leave us alone, find something to do, clean yourself up, uhhh…. wait WHAT THE F–K WHY THE HELL IS THERE A DEAD BODY BURN IT OR I'LL CUT YOU, I F–KING HATE GORE YOU PIECE OF S–T' This time, he did puke a little, but only in his mouth. Like, blood itself wasn't bad if it was just a wound, but that much outside of the body? Why couldn't these freaks just kill their people in a clean way for once?

The young man appeared in front of the mouse in a flash of pink light, laughing uproariously. “You can’t stand blood? What kind of villain are you?”

The man glanced over sharply when he was addressed and too in the speaker with a flat stare, then silently kicked the body back outside and closed the door. There was still quite the mess on the floor, but at least it as mostly rainwater now.
"Who are you?" the man asked, his voice rough from disuse.

He recoiled in surprise at the sudden poof, and inched so slightly away.

'The kind that doesn't need to kill people to have power, you dumb-ass! I don't know how your universe works, but in my world, I'm undercover as a stupid "adorkable nerd" who manipulates others in life so that when they die and turn into ghosts, they bow down before me!' He yelled all his lines. Dealing with everyone being 'killers' was far too frustrating. They just all seemed to be random murderers loose on the streets that just happened to have powers. Other then their dumb little side jobs, were none of them kings or queens? Did none of them have any power or command? It was probably unnecessary to tell this one person about his goals, but everyone else was still in the room, so he used this opportunity.

'Listen here buddy' he continued, 'I have power here, I have contact with the brainwashed ghosts, and I can command them at any time to drag ALL of you down with them, and brainwash you all under my command, just that this mansion is at the centre of all universes and far from my home. It'll take a while to bring them is all. And I don't need to care about your universes anyway as long as I have control over mine, got it?'

The man laughed loudly. “Apparently you have no idea who I am. It’s not surprising, given my bloodline. I am Neirym. I fear none of your ghosts. Ghosts are just mortals that have lost most of their puny abilities. But….” His eyes glittered dangerously. “If I recall aright, you just threatened and insulted me.” He smiled cruelly. “What say our gracious host gets some personal attention?” He shouted a little louder than seemed natural, “My fellows! This puny mouse man threatens us! Doubtless it is some pointless plot against you all. For I am sure you are capable of defending yourselves. But let us reward him for his treacherous thoughts!” His eyes glittered pink. “For the first time since I came here I think I will enjoy myself.”

'Yeah right mate' he crossed his arms and scowled 'You're stupid, you know that, right? Ghosts aren't mortals anymore, they're souls and spirits that have the power to touch and kill and possess and mind control and turn into any shape they wan't. They have all sorts of powers at their fingertips and I have them under my control. I mean, if they brought you down to their world, they could actually brainwash you too.' While he was talking, he hid his hands under his arms, and silently clicked his fingers. The sound was at too low a frequency to hear without a certain power, but the ghosts all heard it loud and clear. Slowly, but surely, they rose from their graves and left their Earth to travel upwards towards the mansion. They weren't fast enough to be here as of now, but Zach knew power was coming for him.

'So I have every right to threaten you all. I just won't actually go through with it if you just leave me alone, alright? Don't plan to fight me, what will winning even grant you? The ghosts won't be in your favour.'

“Deal~” She purred, “I won’t talk about it any longer, even if killing is just a hobby of mine. Don’t worry, you’re much too simple to be a part of my collection, plus, that’s not something a friend would do, right~?” Actinolite stood up straight again and closed her eyes. “I’ll only show you my actual job; which is much less ‘gory’ as you put it. Though my poor failed subjects are quite a terrifying sight according to others, so I’ll only bring in my sweet Angel Aura and Druzy, their forms are almost perfect!” She smiled cheerfully, her attitude changing in the blink of an eye and clapped her hands a couple times. Actinolite pulled a floating screen out from the back of her head, swiping through pictures to show a pretty humanoid.
She had pink, wavy shoulder length hair, light cyan skin. Their eyes were kind and had lavender irises, the clothing she wore was white and simple. But even though something looked off about her proportions, the most shocking thing about her is that she had six beautifully opalescent wings sprouting from her back.

'Oh… aright, something worth seeing or somethin'?' He looked at the picture, and gawked in awe. The lady was right, this person was rather beautiful, and the wings on the back were amazing. 'Who is broad? This one of your works? Looking good… how did she get those wings? I want wings, damnit.'

Actinolite looked rather pleased that he liked her. “Why, yes! She’s my work, and she’s the best I’ve had so far! She does have some flaws, but those kinks can be fixed.” She smiled, “Don’t worry, she’s incredibly strong, she could probably fly with you in her arms! That’s Angel, she’s the sturdiest I’ve made, and Druzy is the smartest, her form is completely solid, but she’s very small.” Actinolite zoomed in on the picture, showing a spiked purple figure that laid across one of Angel’s legs. They looked to be the size of a kitten.