Dying Star (Open) Oct 21, 2018 15:17:33 GMT -6
Post by Majin Mumbo on Oct 21, 2018 15:17:33 GMT -6
Thread Power Level: 70,000
"NO YOU STUPID THING! WORK BETTER! PLEAAAAAAAAASE?!"
Mumbo torpedoed through the sky, his body shuddering as he searched. Chamil had sent him a message full of grammatical errors. That wasn't like her at all. She was a smart kid! What's more, he couldn't sense her anywhere, nor could he find Boreal. His best friend and his worst enemy were gone? That could mean thousands of things, but Mumbo was only thinking one could be true.
He didn't want to believe it, not really. His other half would have denied it forever, but Majinori knew it had to be true. Tracing her last known location with his scouter wasn't providing much help, but he found it eventually.
Stopping in the air, Mumbo looked down in horror at the sight. In the middle of this flatlands, two bodies rested. One, the corpse of an Arcosian, was slowly being eaten away by Chamil's magic. The other? Chamil. Her body was half-missing. Only her torso and head remained, the rest seemingly eaten away by the same spell she'd cast on Boreal. Mumbo closed his eyes, but the image was burned into his mind.
"You stupid... Jerk."
He floated down next to Chamil, and as he knelt down, his body convulsed again. "You dummy. I was supposed to die for you, not the other way around! What's the point anymore, huh? Why should I... Why should we keep fighting?!"
With a furious, tear-laden scream, Mumbo turned to Boreal's corpse, and let loose a wave of Ki, vaporizing it instantly. In the aftermath of the attack, Boreal's body was nowhere to be seen once the dust settled. And again, Mumbo's body shuddered.
"Mumbo. Stop. You're not ready!"
He punched his own stomach, and it growled.
"SHE'S GONE!!!!!!!!!!!" His stomach roared, now piercing through Mumbo's shirt. His stomach had Mumbo's face on it. "I CAN'T REST ANY MOAH! WE HAFTA SAVE HER! WE HAFTA KILL DOSE STUPID LIZAHDS AND DA SAIYANS!! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"
Mumbo punched his stomach again, and Mumbo whimpered. "Please. We ne-- I need to think for a second. If you come out we'll burn up... But I can't do this alone. Not again. So what do we do?"
The two Mumbo's pondered, tears streaming down both their faces. They tried to avoid looking at Chamil, but it was hard to. Her body still radiated energy, if only so faintly. In fact, it almost looked like part of her was trying to escape her armor. Like a soul wrenching itself free of its body... Or Mumbo and himself.
"Why don't we share?"
"Share da load. Run dis body tagedda. We're da same poison, ain't we? Can't we do dat?"
"But... The only way we can do that is... if we like, absorb each other? But then neither of us would exist anymore. We'd both be something new."
Mumbo gripped his chest. As much as he would love to simply cease to be, this option was scary. This wasn't death. This was erasure. He'd read about how this kind of thing worked, and it never turned out pretty. But was that article even real? Maybe it was just some clickbait title or something. Even if it was true, maybe this time could be different, but who knew? Maybe they'd absorb each other and become a lifeless husk, or something would go wrong and they'd simply explode.
"I'm okay wit tryin' if you are... Mumbo."
Mumbo smiled at himself. "Yeah. We'll do this together. Mumbo and Majinori can become just... Mumbo"
"Before we do dis... You do know what it is I want ta do, right? And yer okay wit dat?"
"Hey, I was okay with you being made, wasn't I? I think I'm along for the ride no matter where it goes."
With that, Mumbo and his stomach lunged at one another, a massive blob of grey and pink forming. Inside its folds, a new being was being formed...
Mumbo is changing...! What will he become now?!