Island Limbo

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Limbo #6
@Guren

Caitlyn
Caitlyn traversed the streets only to make it back to the same exact streets, though with creepy child-like laughter as a silhouette appeared and disappeared in front of her eyes. She was spook by the events and now caught in the loop. Attempting a different decision to break the loop – Caitlyn instead went the other way, which a tall imposing figure would soon came into view, showing to be Kallavan, or at least his silhouette would quickly be recognized by. ‘Kallavan’ would start to walk away into the emerald fog as Caitlyn calls out the entity as the real Kallavan although she expected this to be nothing but an illusion, yet a small chance is something the lady wouldn’t give it up on.

Presumably following ‘Kallavan’ into the fog, she would find the same thick fog obscuring much of a vision. But soon, an unsettling aura permeates this street. She would find herself… feeling as if she is being watched. As if surrounded. Yet she would not see a single soul around her. But soon, a muscular arm would suddenly grab onto Caitlyn’s neck out of nowhere from her left, likely too fast for her to process the motion. From the arm appears Kallavan whom would push her towards a building’s wall on the street. Whilst grabbing onto her neck, she would not find Kallavan attempting to choke her by any means, the man before her emotionless and silent. Yet his other arm would reach out towards her chest as Kallavan closes onto herself. A strange motion. But one that would immediately raise any red flags that she would likely and very immediately notice what is going on.

Is ‘Kallavan’ assaulting her? What is going with ‘Kallavan’? And why is he doing this?

Kanda
Upon inspecting the concrete blocks, a secondary path in which opened up to him – he would ultimately dismiss the route as a viable option, fearing the building blocks bursting into flames which would burn him with nowhere else to go. A sensible choice to make. Taking the option of the wooden bridge. As Kanda took a step onto the bridge, he would notice the creaking sound of the planks. The weight of the bridge shifted, the bridge itself is wobbly, structurally weak. Yet it is the choice Kanda decided. Taking note of the bridge’s oddity as compared to the rest of the environment. As Kanda continues to walk, each step causing creaking sounds as the bridge shifts left to right. The fog prevented Kanda from seeing much ahead of the bridge, he is effectively going in blind.

After a long walk, the bridge started to feel more weighted despite how weak it looked – but soon Kanda would hear the creaking sounds amplified whenever he took a step and in front of him, as if there is someone walking down the bridge as well, even mimicking Kanda’s footsteps down to a tee. Further walking into the bridge and a silhouette would finally appear until Kanda walks close enough that he would be able to see who is in front of him.

‘Kanda’. He would see another of himself walking towards him. Whether is it walking or going into a cautionary stance, ‘Kanda’ mirrors him exactly as how he would do so, just the opposite side of it – exactly like a mirror. Any attempts to converse with ‘Kanda’ would be met with silence. Should he attempt to just walk past the other self? Or should he attack?

Trevor
Feeling a sense of incredible fear as Trevor notice the staring skeleton cloud looking down upon him as well as the seemly ever-constant distance between himself and the group of figures, Trevor returned to the ground, hoping to see if the sense of fear would dissipate with the distance, yet he would find that as long as he isn’t looking at the cloud – that feeling would dissipate eventually. Unsure what to do as he has no other option he could think of. Standing with is arms crossed, Trevor frustratingly mentions about the terrible situation he is placed in.

Yet it did not take long but Trevor would perhaps in a short while notice something changed. He would see the group of entity suddenly became closer, though seemly not moving – yet he would note that distance easily. The clouds above him, the skeleton hand in turn became so much closer, as if the clouds themselves are inching closer to the ground – aiming for Trevor in particular. Laughter. From various entities could be heard in front of him where the group would be from. Despite chasing the group, no distance is gained yet out of a sudden, his goal became closer.

Mirio
Realizing that the iron bars are of an incredible durability which he wouldn’t be able to break – Mirio quickly honed in onto the girl’s answer. Someone is coming. But he did not know who, nor did she elaborate further which quickly prompted a follow up question as to who. Noting the expanding darkness from a mere spec into what seems to an all-consuming void. The darkness continues to expand, further taking over the prison cell as Mirio looks for an alternative. But all around him are merely prison cells that are similarly closed, as if this section of the prison is for those with a life sentence.

The void continues to expand, and this time the girl’s voice became increasingly desperate once more, her tears continues to flow down her cheeks as she looked very frantic. Instead of answering Mirio’s question, she instead continues to beg Mirio – the growing darkness expanding rapidly to almost the entire room, a void which light wasn’t even affecting it. Mirio would not be able to see anything in the cell except for the girl.

“Please! I beg of you! He’s coming!”

Tengen
The appearance of his siblings surprised Tengen, each and every being that Tengen encountered are copies of the siblings he has eliminated. Anger overtook his emotions, but not enough to let it control him. The fake sibling attempted to push Tengen away though would be met with a firm stand by the man, unmoving. Yet regardless of it, the being continues to run away not just from whatever that is scaring them, but also Tengen himself. The loud footsteps became much closer, darkness accompanying it which prompted him to face ahead of this danger that scared his siblings. Believing in his choices and decisions he made in the past, Tengen would not doubt himself, whatever that is happening in here.

But. What Tengen did not get is that he is in Limbo. His choices in the past did not matter, Limbo is but a reflection of one’s decision of morality and punishment. As Tengen comes face to face with the darkness, the sounds of footsteps, large and heavy would soon come into view. A large, monstrous feet would appear from the void, then another. A massive form would reveal itself to be a mutated monster, large – filled with scars, different skins sutured together with multiple appendages. Several mouths, fangs and eyes appears on its body. An abomination. And perhaps not too surprising for Tengen, the face of the abomination – mutated but he would recognize it.

Himself.

Spoiler

Level 70
Strength: ???
Speed: ???
- Movement: ???
- Reaction: ???
Vitality: ???
- Stamina: ???
- Durability: ???
Haki: ???
- Armament Haki: ???
- Observation Haki: ???
Fighting Style: ???

 

[Guren]

Caitlyn
The figure that resembled Kallavan didn’t react to Caitlyn calling it out, instead it moved deeper into the emerald fog. Following behind it, she’d notice that the fog became more prominent, coating the area she was in. From behind this fog she could feel a presence, something sinister, and it was watching her even if she couldn’t exactly sense anyone or anything behind it.

Suddenly, however, an arm snapped towards her. Clutching her throat into the figure’s large hands and pinning her against a wall. Looking at it Caitlyn found this being looking more and more like the chief, as if he was possessed. She was about to reason with it but when the other arm went towards her chest, she instantly knew this was not the commander. And even if it was.

It didn’t matter.

With her free hand, she’d quickly try and latch onto the wrist, preventing the arm from nearing her chest. Or at the very least try to do so, the creature’s strength far outpaced hers. With her other hand, she’d rise her revolver and fire twice without any warning or hesitation. At point-blank range, two bullets were fired towards the shadow Kallavan’s abdomen

Spoiler: DPR

Gunslinging: 81 +3(A)+1(haki) = 7. Mountain Level DPR

Continuing to struggle, Caitlyn would observe how the being reacted to being shot in the stomach. The hand on her throat, preventing her from calling out or making a remark.

Kanda
Taking the bridge option, Kanda would almost immediately find that it wasn’t the most stable of things. Each step he took, it looked as if the plank would give in, creaking and cracking. If someone ambushed him here, he’d have to fight carefully. With caution in mind, the young man continued through the black fog, now finally starting to see what was behind it.

Another sound appeared from the opposite direction and was approaching him. Once close enough, Kanda would halt and noticed a mirror image of himself. Shadow Kanda we’ll coin it. Kanda would move, and noticed that Shadow Kanda mimicked his every move down to the most minute details. Trying to call it out was met with no response, like a puppet or a dummy, the creature only followed what the real Kanda was doing. Or so it seemed, anyway.

So far, it wasn’t doing anything he wasn’t doing, and the marine continued to approach his shadow self. Assuming his counterpart would do the same, he’d eventually come to a stop two meters in front of it. Here Kanda would take a good hard look at his reflection.

“Hmph. A fine attempt but it is a hollow puppet.”

The Vice-Commander said, as he could feel nothing from this reflection. No drive, no soul, no motive. Like a robot, it appeared to run on autopilot. Kanda kept his hand on his hilt, allowing him to draw his blade at a moment’s notice. And attempted to pass his shadow self by the right. If it’d mimic, it too would do to its respective right. Allowing him to pass the creature without combat. This bridge wouldn’t be able to handle the level of combat between two Kandas. Because of that, he chose the path of non-violence.

But would it play like that? He’d have to wait and see.

Trevor
Standing in place, Trevor had noticed that when he shifted his gaze away that the feeling had passed. Also, the ghosts that surrounded him drew in closer, accompanied by a chorus of laughter. Seeing as movement didn’t help his cause, and looking at the spirits instilled him a sense of unnatural dread. The young Belmont did what any normal person would do.

The young man sighed and sat down and grabbed the flask from within his vest and took a shot of some liquor. He looked at the ground and ignored the ghosts that were approaching him. The man decided to let the ghouls come to him, it seemed the only route he could take. A foolish one, but he couldn’t think of anything else, besides this was making progress. To what he couldn’t really say, but it was something at the very least.

“Laugh all you want, fuckers, I’ll show you what the name Belmont really means.” The man whispered under his breath.

Mirio
There wasn’t much that Mirio could do to break through the incoming darkness, it gained more and more presence. To his left and right were cells that couldn’t be opened or broken through. And the iron bars in front of him were made from something that he couldn’t bend nor cut. The young girl didn’t respond to his pleas and instead became more and more anxious of the incoming threat. Realizing that he wouldn’t be able to reach her with words, Mirio had to act quickly.

“Hey! Take me instead!” The selfless knight called out.

It seemed as if he was talking to no one in particular but Mirio was trying to sway the darkness from capturing him instead. Whether it would work or do something remained to be seen, as he shouted he tapped his left foot on the ground a few times. Checking if that was something he could shatter or break.

Tengen

Standing like an oak tree, Tengen would confront the approaching darkness. Eventually, a humongous creature came into view. It was mutated, massive and filled to the brim with scare tissue as if multiple people were stitched together. Not in his wildest dreams would he have expected this, this was truly an abomination. And the most choking of it all was that he’d recognize the face. It was himself.

“What sick joke is this?” Tengen wondered just what was happening.
“You supposed to be me? My shadow self?”

The Shinobi continued to look at the being in front of him, and he couldn’t comprehend just what was happening on this island. He did, however, now understand how Kallavan wanted to find and destroy it. And also how the man himself got trapped here. It truly defied common sense.

“So, what do you want?” Tengen snapped, unable to hide his feelings. He despised this look. A perverted version of perhaps one of the darkest decisions he ever had to make in his life.

It made his blood boil. But for now the man kept wondering what the point of this was. Did he have to fight himself?

 

[Sea]

Limbo #7
@Guren ​

Caitlyn
With the actions of Kallavan taking her by surprise, the lady immediately fires her revolver as she realized that the Kallavan before her is not the same one as she knew. Twice fired, the bullets struck Kallavan’s abdomen at point blank. But what she may perhaps expect is how durable Kallavan is as the bullets barely penetrates the skin of Kallavan, leaving only very small amounts of bleeding at the point of impact. Kallavan’s eyes starts to glow red, as if in anger of what Caitlyn has done. In a single twist of his arm, Kallavan immediately threw Caitlyn towards the street road, letting go of her in the process as the figure before her aims to crash her down onto hard concrete, possibly leading into small concussions depending how Caitlyn reacted to the attack.

“Uahahahahaha…! Did you not like that a handsome man such as Kallavan hit on you?”

A female voice rang out around Caitlyn with no direction to the source. Her voice, mature – yet seductive in nature, her laugh carries a soft evil tone. But soon Kallavan would remain still, staring at Caitlyn but with no further motion as if a robot. Or one may even consider – possessed or mind controlled. Soon, a blackish smoke would start to manifest around Kallavan as it swirls around the figure, then the smoke starts to manifest into an entity. An armoured lady seemly flows into existence. A dark colored armor with sharp spaulders and clawed gauntlets accents into a deadly warrior visual. Long brown hair with bright red lips, the lady looks to be out of this world. Beautiful. Yet, whilst she looked normal blue veins seems to glow around her face. As her full body fully manifests into existence, she would start to encircle around Kallavan whom seems unmoving at all, her clawed gauntlets, a single finger would gently glide across Kallavan’s chest as she speaks once more, stopping on one side of Kallavan.

“What a fine-looking specimen your commander is…. Delicious indeed.. Uahahahaha! Would you like a taste?”

Approaching from the side, the lady leans in towards Caitlyn’s superior. A tongue would spill out of her lips, long – as she gave a single lick across one side of Kallavan’s cheek. Yet Kallavan has no reaction. As if completely under the lady’s control, is this really Kallavan? Or is this but a mere illusion? A Shadow of Limbo? Staring intently at Caitlyn as the lady seems to try and provoke a reaction. A seductress. The succubus. Lilith.

Kanda
Noticing himself, or rather another version of himself across the bridge. Cautious. He would walk across the bridge, aiming to get past his other self and hoped for nothing to truly happen. As he walked forward towards the right, Kanda would notice his other self would do the same and they would merely past by each other as his reflection continuously mimicking as a reflection as he walks behind him. Nothing would happen as Kanda would find out. A puppet at best. As Kanda would continue to walk as with the reflection, the double steps sound would continue for a few more steps. But soon.

Only Kanda’s own step would be heard of the crackling of the wooden bridge. As if either the other Kanda disappeared, or that he stopped. The other Kanda however, simply stopped. A black smoke emanating from the other Kanda’s body. The other Kanda with his back turned against Kanda himself, would start to smile deviously – though not that Kanda himself could physically see. And within seconds – Shadow Kanda turned and ran towards Kanda, immediately withdrawing his blade from the sheathe, leaving the other two blades untouched for the time being if Kanda himself carries all three blades. With one hand on the blade’s hilt and the other on the scabbard, ‘Kanda’ swung his blade horizontally from right to left on the chest level as he kept the scabbard near his own body defensively. Whether or not Kanda recognize immediately at the start would not truly matter, for when ‘Kanda’ ran towards him to attack, he would hear the rapid crackling of wooden planks approaching him from behind.

Spoiler

Fake Kanda’s DPR: 81-100: 3. Large Building Level + B: +2 = 120: 5. Town Level

Trevor
The man sat down, noticing the figures closing in – he would hear the laughter of the figures though far. As if mocking Trevor himself, the man did not realize he has slowly become the focal point of this place after having literally stopping dead in his movement. The ghostly cloud has started to manifest a little differently, with another hand now appearing on the clouds – both hands slowly inching towards Trevor from a far distance perspective, as if attempting to ‘catch’ Trevor. But outside of it does nothing otherwise. But the laughter of the figures starts to become louder, and much clearer – this time it wasn’t just from a general direction but it’s as if the voices are in the head of Trevor.

“Hahahahaha! He is alone!”

“You are a monster!”

“Hahahahaha! A blight to our lives!”

“No one likes you! Hahahahaha!”

Voices of different and various characters would be heard, young and old, female and male. But this is not just any voices. Trevor may start to recognize the voices. The people from his hometown. This may likely come as a surprise; after all he is their savior. He saved his people and in return, they cheered for him.

Mirio
The knight’s actions have come to a pause. He could not find any method to save the little girl. This became a problem as the darkness start to completely surround the girl. Mirio shouted upon the incoming shadow. Wanting to catch whatever attention this is. Tapping his left foot to see what he could do in the meantime. But.

“Please…!”

In mere seconds, multiple hands appeared from the darkness, holding onto the girl’s face and body. In a split second, the girl is dragged into darkness. Accompanying the event was a scream dulled into the void. As the girl is dragged away into the void, a single laughter came. A laughter that Mirio would recognize.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

A pirate of his past. A trauma that perhaps overcome yet returns to haunts Mirio. The laughter echoes within the prison as darkness slowly rescind into normalcy, the voice slowly echoed further and further, loud into soft as it becomes harder to hear – until the voice disappears. The floor that Mirio tapped on would realize to be pretty normal. But then, so are the bars of the prison cells visually speaking. Loud metal clanging echoes the enclosed space. Cries of help of young child-like voices, in multiple sources now could be heard all around him. Mirio would soon realize, a trauma he may long overcome, have to be revisited. Kallavan saved him from the pirates. But can he save these children from their darkness?

Tengen
The monstrous version of Tengen would appear before himself, in which he would almost immediately recognize to be a version of his dark past and decision. This whole event would turn out to be facing his own past. A projected history perhaps of his deceased siblings’ perspective of Tengen and at the end of their lives. Snapped, Tengen is boiling in blood. Commenting on the identity of the monster, he would question the monster’s motives. Yet he would find no answer to his question – instead the monster salivates at the look of Tengen. And soon the monster roars in excitement. His roar stinks. His saliva fires from its roar – acidic it would be. But before long, the monster raises its axe and charged at Tengen, almost seemly limping in its charge despite no visible injuries.

Once the monster gets close to Tengen, it would vertically drop its axe down at him, aiming to cut him in half.

Spoiler

Monster Tengen’s DPR: 101-119: 4. City Block Level

 

[Guren]

Caitlyn

Thrown to the side Caitlyn had to act quickly, or she'd find herself buried in rubble and concrete. With a flip and a spin the young woman would make it so that her feet would hit the wall first. An amazing act given the circumstances but the strength at which Kallavan had thrown her at was still too much, buckling the wall. Crashing through it, she'd find herself at the opposite end of the wall but minus the damage she'd have received otherwise. It didn't take long before she'd move out of the hole the shadow that surrounded Kallavan finally revealed herself. A seductress had taken control of Kallavan but was this the real one? It seemed highly unlikely but not out of the question either.

"You perverted creature. You have no inkling of the man you're controlling." Caitlyn said as she rose her revolver, aiming it at the duo.
"Triple Tap."

Caitlyn called and from a single click, 3 shots were fired. Two to the succubus, her head and arm specifically. And the last one to Kallavan's knees. The bullets charged with incredible haki, and coated with the finest materials a projectile could have.

Spoiler: DPR

81-100: 3. Large Building Level +3(A) +2(Haki) = 8. Island Level

The Blue Sparrow had enough of this theatre. Vowing to herself that this wasn't the real Kallavan in front of her.

Kanda

Kanda had moved past his shadow version and figured that it was a mere puppet, but that thought quickly faded. For his senses screamed to turn around. Just in time to avoid the airblade that was heading towards him. Reaching backwards, Kanda evaded so that the wave would pass above him and continue its path forward into eternity. Shadow Kanda kept up the pressure as it continued its assault guided by the nearly breaking planks of wood. Drawing two swords Kanda went into Nittoryu formation.

"Taka Nami!" Kanda shouted as he swung with both his arms, creating a large gust of wind. Its intent, aimed to knock shadow Kanda off his feet.

Spoiler: DPR

81-100: 3. Large Building Level +1(C) +1(Haki) = 120: 5. Town Level

A diversion. The technique was nothing more than that. If it was really himself he was fighting against an attack at that level wouldn't hardly do much more than that. But whether it'd stall shadow Kanda or not. The real one would turn around after launching his Taka Nami and turned around, dashing through the bridge as fast as he could. He hated running away. But fighting on this junk piece of wood wasn't something he honestly wanted. As he ran, the man cursed to himself. Hating this act of cowardice. But Kallavan's words echoed in the back of his mind.

Life Before Death.

Trevor

Sitting down Trevor vowed to let the shadows come to him. He was used to this fact. As a Belmont he had to run through crypts, dungeons and all kinds of murky locations. This didn't really faze him nor harm his feelings. But as the shadows grew closer, sounds and voices of a past gone by started to haunt him. Or at least that was what this place was attempting. Upon hearing those voices and its altered meaning, the man could only chuckle. Even turning into a soft laugh. For he knew them to be false.

"Hahah...what a load of bull. You fools should've done your homework a bit more." The man said, taking another sip from his flask.
"I'm a fucking Belmont. I've heard those remarks since the day I was born. You'll have to do better than that to get me worked up."

Trevor said, red lines appearing below his eyes. A hint that the stuff he was drinking was pretty strong or that the man himself couldn't handle his liquor. Who'd say.

"C'mon! I'm dying here. Give me something to work with!" Trevor nearly begged for these shadows to up their game.

A call he might regret.

Mirio

Too late. The young man couldn't save this young girl in time. But how could he have done so? Everything in this place was unbreakable. A laughter of a voice he recognized now echoed throughout the various floors. Accompanied by cries of children just like the one he had failed to save. A trauma from years ago, the commander had saved him back then. And now it was time for him to try and replicate that fact. But was he ready for such a task? Kallavan had told him time and time again that he was. But the young man felt he was nowhere near close to such level of feats as the Big Boss himself.

"You're supposed to be dead, Ironbeard!" Mirio called, wondering if that laugh was truly the pirate's.

There was no way for him to reach this darkness through force. No bars would bend to his force nor could he break through. But in order to go to the source Mirio figured if the darkness took him he'd get to the area where the children would end up. And so the man dashed through the floors and continued through this prison building, in the hopes of finding an open cell or at least a clue of some kind as to where to go. He couldn't break through bars, couldn't open them and his opponent kept himself to the shadows.

It was a tough break for young Mirio.

Tengen

Unsurprisingly the mutated version of Tengen or Shadow Tengen did not respond to the Shinobi's questions. No mental faculty besides brutality existed within this creature. Saliva nearly drooled to the ground and Tengen knew that avoiding combat was out of the question against this creature. It moved towards him with the intent to cleave him in half with the power of its axe.

With solid reflexes Tengen dodged to the side, still floating above the ground as he initiated his counter-attack.

"Overheat!"

Spoiler: DPR

81-100: 3. Large Building Level +3(A) +2(Haki) = 8. Island Level

A large concentrated thick rope of strings launched itself from Tengen's palm, coated with haki. The 'beam' of strings went straight to the creature's hand that held the axe. With piercing and cutting power to the roof it could blast the creature's hand straight off his wrist. But while he did so something ached in the back of his mind.

Just what was the meaning to all of this?