chromatober 2024

Arson (day 9)

Warnings: fire, blood, explosions

Fandom: Rainbow Quest, Limited Life

Au: Reprise of a Life

Other: Yes, I'm dramatising what happens to the bread bridge in session 5
It is more focused on Pearl/Light during the limited life, but there are references to rainbow quest

Words: 1257

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"There is no price we won't pay
Forgive me
We both know what it takes to survive"
-Scylla (Jorge Riverra-Herrans)

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Light-
No

Pearl.

That's who she currently was.
A player. Not a steve.

Stop thinking like a steve. Stop.
It's not going to help you survive.

She wasn't in the citadel.
She was in another cursed life game. Limited life.

She was running.
Red following her like a curse. Swirling around her like the wind. Surrounding her madness.

"Etho?"

"Bread bridge is going down!"

"Yeah.
But don't blow up out base."

"Bread bridge is going down!"

Pearl could hear her heart beating in her ears as she pushed past Etho -friend, ally, enemy, she wasn't sure. No, she was. This is not the act an ally would do-

Could they even be considered friends in this watcher game.

Pearl didn't know.

Nobody knew whether their allies from previous games or worlds ('servers' the shadows whispered to her, the listeners trying to tell her what they knew, what she once knew, what the watchers made nearly all of them forget) would carry though into these twisted mockeries of games.

'life games' more like 'death games'

But, at this moment, she pushed past him and clambered up onto the wooden bridge. the wood was burnt, and in areas, the planks were unsupported, even by others, only kept together by the few feeble whims of physics in this world. or the watchers.

I mean if the watchers can limit their life on this server to only deplete when they are watching for the cruel bloodthirsty entertainment that is watching alliances crumble under pressure, swords clash and arrows pierce through armour into warm red flesh and use that same powers to keep wooden planks floating nearly on their own in the chaos that is their nature as players. then so be it.

The TNT would at least be useful to her. maybe she could craft a couple more tnt minecarts and see if she can get some more time.

More time...

Time...

Time.

She misses her friend-

No

Dont think of them. dont think of how they would react to this. to what she has turned into. what she already was.

The blue leader already knew, though. her soul. it isn't one of a steves. Rather, it is akin to Sabre's but also not. her soul was broken, torn, and had been sewn back together with stings forged from her own bloody tears.

They would have been from her soul, stronger those ones were, much stronger, those were her unique ability, 'gifted' to her for winning Double Life. ha. her strings are forged from herself. from her soul, blood, or her forging them from her connection to the moons and the night sky. all her strings originate from her.