Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29194274-20180528032838/@comment-26892768-20180602032637

Meanwhile, Eliza has caught up to Theodore and Violet, and has lead them to her office.

"...okay, yeah, this is better." Theodore admits, looking around. "Pretty spacious, too! Got lotsa leg room in here. Which should be useful, because..."

Theodore opens a portal, pulls out a briefcase - making sure to dust off the sand on it in the Netherworld - and sets it on the table in the center of the room. "Papers! Plenty of papers to show exactly which areas need the most funding, which ones are the most important, etcetera, etcetera; pretty boring stuff, but, you know, probably stuff similar to what you've sat through plenty of times; this'll take me a few minutes to organize here, so..."

Violet looks over at Eliza. "Yeah, you can just sit down and...where are you going?"

Eliza glances at Violet, having gotten up and walked towards the door. "Oh! Well, I was personally feeling a bit peckish, so I was going to get a light snack, if you don't mind."

Theodore looks over. "Hey, I wouldn't mind a snack myself, so count me in! What'cha got available in there? ...That isn't some sort of diet thing because of the 'famous celebrity who has to watch her figure' thing, I mean. I don't like that kind of stuff. Growing man, you know?"

Eliza thinks for a moment. "Well, for starters..."

She turns her head to look at the two behind her, and that is the moment they see that the flesh around her cheeks has split open into a twisted resemblance of a grin, her eyes an ominous black and yellow. "You."

And then, before Violet or Theodore can even react, Eliza lunges at Theodore, the flesh around her left arm turning into a wing of blood that she then uses to slash the Nethermancer across the chest before slicing upward, hitting his left eye in the process.

Theodore stumbles back, hand over his injured eye before turning around and opening a portal in front of him, not even noticing Violet unclipping the axe from her hip and swinging it over her shoulder as he just makes a run for it...before Eliza cuts him off by stomping on the ground, sending him into the air with a figure made of blood before sliding in front of him while he's still in midair and then proceeding to knock him to the ground via Sekhmet ripping out of her side and hitting him with a stone made of blood.

Theodore collapses on the floor, spitting out some blood before deciding to do what he should have done in the first place, opening a portal directly beneath him...before Eliza manages to grab him before he falls through, lifting him up into the air with a vicious grin on her face. And as Theodore looks into those eyes, he's quick to realize something, completely ignorant to Violet trying to sneak up behind Eliza with her axe at the ready.

"...this isn't some sort of mind control thing or duplicate situation, is it?" Theodore states, not really asking a question. "You're just - you're just completely nuts! Loco! Cuckoo for cocoa puffs! A leftover from the crazy bi-"

And that's when Eliza stabs her hand into Theodore's torso, smirking as she sees Violet nearly drop her axe out of the corner of her eye. "Do the world a favor, and SHUT. UP."

And then she proceeds to drain Theodore of all his blood.

Eliza drops the corpse to the ground, looking behind her to see that Violet has already fled the room. Eliza laughs.

Good. That might make this a bit more fun.

Meanwhile, Albus and Horace are having a casual discussion as they guard the door.

"...so. Boss is getting up to some pretty crazy shenanigans with all this omniverse stuff, right?" Albus asks.

"She's definitely been more active." Horace nods.

"Yeah, she really has...but nothing we can't handle so far!" Albus laughs. "The stuff we have to deal with is pretty tame, in retrospect. But, you know what I'd really hate?"

Horace looks at Albus.

''"Alternate versions of the boss." ''Albus groans. "I mean - have you seen that biomech guy on the Hero Planet? He's got three of himself running around, and I've got no idea how they know which one is which. Or if they even know which one is which. So, glad we don't have to deal with anything like that confusing mess!"

Horace nods. "Indeed. Although, I'll admit that I wouldn't be adverse to a doppleganger of myself..."

"Sure you wouldn't, pal." Albus waves the bird feral off. "Now, I'm just going to look through the peephole and see if anyone's coming our way..."

Albus looks through the peephole. He pauses for a moment, before cursing. "Goddammit, I jinxed it."

''"How interesting..." ''The Dimension Plate on Heavy King's hip muses. "I can certainly see how this could be useful if we bring in resources from other worlds!"

Meanwhile, in a different world, the Director sits in a chair, waiting. One would think the Institution would be all but destroyed a few days ago, with the attack from the extrauniversals, but that was before she put herself on the intercom and asked what the Makuta wanted. As it turns out, the only reason he was bothering to attack at all instead of just using his teleportation to go to another universe was because he saw through the Director's motivations, and saw an opportunity to both help her out and let himself experiment with mixing varying universes and test his partner's limitations...but he knew that wouldn't come unless she made an exception to her rule for them, so it was either to let them help and give up their integrity, or let them keep wrecking the place. The Director went for the former.

And now, a few days later, after she's handed him one of the prisoners that had been portalled in a few days ago - not the one he was portalled with, unfortunately, but still a prisoner with plenty of power, and a very persistent prisoner at that - he's called her here to show her the fruits of his labor.

She hopes it's something good.