Ōn’nyosh yelped in surprise when he was wrapped up, then snickered.
“Oh, free my head and an arm, and we’ll be starting to have a good time. Bring in the ladies too. Never forget the ladies. They do always enjoy the ability to savor a man at their leisure,”he said, chuckling mischievously.
“Anyway, what do a wolf and a snake have in common? Where do they differ?”Ōn’nyosh asked casually.
(The ‘jokes’ are pure improv, so yeah…)
"They're both fucking idiots, that's what they have in common."
Ōn’nyosh laughed.
“That’s a good answer, and, admittedly, true. But, that’s not the answer I’m looking for. So… do you even have a name, Wolf-Fucks-Shit? Anyway, what’s your answer?”he asked.
Ezra stood up and moved to the side closest to Ōn'nyosh. "They both have tails?" He guessed. "They both have a twisted sense of humor?"
"I'm insanely sick of both of them, there's another answer. Also the fact that I'm just about ready to punch both of them in the face."
Six smiled at him delightedly. "Ah, a riddle. Fantastic." He thought for a moment, tapping his chin exaggeratedly. "Hmm, what could the answer possibly be?"
The next moment, he had shoved his hand into On'nyosh's mouth, the arm elongating into a tentacle, which slithered down his throat, and jabbed razor sharp claws into the tissues of his larynx. Six jerked his arm back out, and with a wet tearing sound, the Jester's voice box shredded as the claws ripped free of the flesh, leaving him voiceless and silent.
"Oh well. I guess we'll never know." Six said sadly.
"Oh thank god."
( XD Cinnamon XD )
(Please don't target me just cause I'm happy about his pain lmao)
Erza gagged but was unable to tear away his eyes from Ōn'nyosh's neck. "Yo-you just…" He looked from Six to Ōn'nyosh and back to Six. "What?"
(Damn)
(Lol, Cinnamon!)
“Close, though I won’t say how,”Ōn’nyosh answered Ezra.
He watched Six, waiting. He had a sly grin on his face. He then snickered at Jenna.
He yelped as Six stole his larynx, then coughed and spat up blood. He then tried to yell a few curses, but he only end up wheezing and coughing. It took a considerable amount of effort to keep his horror from showing, but he somehow managed it. He then flashed Six an obscene gesture before gazing upward, ignoring everyone.
After a few minutes, Ōn’nyosh started to chuckle, though the only sound he made was wheezing. He then grinned at Six before mouthing something.
‘Do you love being poisoned, prick?’
Ōn’nyosh then chuckled some more. His saliva and blood were naturally venomous.
(oh, you're fine, it was just funny)
(I did a last minute edit at the end of my last post, just fyi)
Jenna sat down on the floor, relieved that she didn't need to deal with Ōn’nyosh's taunts anymore. "Try calling me slow now, bitch."
Six had long since stopped looking at him, and was paying attention to the nanites forming up on Joy's limbs. They were in the process of hollowing out the bones in her arms, or what was left of them. From there, they'd move on to growing the metallic frame of her wings.
Since there wasn't really anything else she could do, Jenna sat there in silence, thinking.
Six noted an odd tingling sensation, and looked down at his arm.
"Well, that's delightful." he said conversationally. He stepped over in front of Jenna's cage and plopped down. "Would you look at that? Our silent friend has got some sort of venom in his system." His arm was slowly going grey, as the skin cells died. "Fascinating, isn't it?"
He looked her in the eyes. "You seem grateful he's gone quiet, yes?"
Ōn’nyosh continued to chuckle, mouthing random curses and names, even ‘singing’ a few hateful limericks aimed at Six. Just because he couldn’t speak didn’t speak he would stop. Sure, it was still horrifying to have lost his voice, but, in a weird way, it gave him the opportunity to speak more freely than ever before.
‘Lethal venom. You fucked yourself, shithead.’
"This is going well. Asshole One can't talk and Asshole Two is dying!"
Ezra grinned at Jenna. "Shouldn't he be asshole one for putting us with asshole two?" he asked pointing to Six.
Joy listens to all of this, very amused.
"Jester, do you have an antidote to the poison? I'd like to rip off his balls and shove them down his throat until he chokes."
She nods to Ezra. "He's right."
Six smiled at Jenna's response. "That would be interesting, wouldn't it? If I died and left you will here caged and restrained, with two of you in need of medical care and the other two with no food or water and no way to get out? What a situation."
He watched more of his arm slowly die, before standing. "Well, enough of that."
He shook his arm, and the dead skin sloughed off like snakeskin, leaving his arm healthy and whole.
(Just a reminder Joy is blind, and isn't watching anything amusedly 😬😅)
(Oop yeah lol)
"I'd rather die of starvation and thirst than whatever you're going to do to me."
Joy turns her head and does her best to glare with her ruined eyes.
"You know, at least we'd be able to be superheros, like we dreamed of. If we can't stop him, we can stop others."