This day wasn't done being a strange fever dream, and if Cole vouching for Rex's leadership wasn't enough proof, now Eve was admitting that she was at fault this time and that Rex was right. It was no surprise his ego was having the time of its life, especially when combined with all that had happened yesterday. But maybe that's why Rex didn't immediately ditch the group he was in to try and survive on his own without needing to hear more criticism. That and Cole clearly was getting affected, not just by the whole situation, but the environment as well. He was convinced everything was designed to kill them and while not exactly wrong, his fear was a result of his very crappy past.
Eve's reaction wasn't all that better, once again going out of character by pointing out being with Rex was safe and that she would agree to Cole murdering her if he wanted to get rid of her, as long as he agreed to staying out of harm's way. Evidently, a third party was probably needed to balance these issues.
Rex caught up to Cole and Eve, this time trying to show he wasn't a threat to the toddler. Only time would tell if that worked.
"Cole, that's not gonna happen, you hear me?" he said, kneeling "I know this place is scary and you just want to be alone—I've been there and I've seen people think like that before—but this isn't like your world, ok? There are no templars or lyrium or those other things you said..." he trailed off "Anyway, the point is I know it looks like we fight every other day but that doesn't mean we don't care about you. Lots of people here do. We are just... a bit difficult. I could probably count the ones here with a normal childhood on one hand. But..." he looked behind Cole for a moment, at Eve, and back at the toddler again as if he were trying to tell her something "It's not too late for you. You get what I'm saying?"
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Eve | Cave = Holes. More Cave = More Holes. More Holes = Less Cave. More Cave = Less Cave? | Could This Be The Mythical Creature Known As Progress?
"We're not in the Deep Roads, Cole," Eve replied softly, but she could see that something was happening. Cole was elsewhere, reliving something else, something from his past that terrified him. "And Rex is right. We all care about you, even if it can be hard for us to show it at times." She bent down, slightly, and wrapped Cole in a tight hug, keeping an eye on the knife by his side, just in case.
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Cave With Anna-Rose and Fastanook- No Safe Place Today
“...I was in a building last night and ended up in an empty cave today, so maybe the buildings are gone,” Makoto said. “...I bet the prison’s gone, at least. That sounds like something the Writer would do,” she continued, not amused in the slightest by that thought. What a waste of time yesterday would have been.
“Sure, I'll take you back to where I left the other two. Hopefully they haven't moved while I was gone,” she answered Anna-Rose. “Stay close though.” Seeing that she couldn't ride her motorcycle anymore, Anat simply drove being Makoto as she walked, not wanting to block the tunnel.
I just want to help!
Cole didn't resist being hugged by Eve, or move away from Rex as he knelt down, but after a long moment, he just wiped at his eyes again, whimpering softly. "It's not going to last...you're going to forget and you're going to start yelling and you're going to forget I'm even here...it will be the Circle all over again...I don't want to die in the dark all alone again..."
Another mass of broken teteh went flying out of the squig's mouth as Metagross sunk its pincer into its facial vincinity once again; momentarily startled, it dropped the Pokémon and stumbled back, before it lowered its head, opened its slobbering ...
... at which point, there was a loud click and a slightly quieter thunk as some something small and green flew in a long arc, plunked squarely on the tongue of the squig, and rolled backwards into its gullet.
Time stood still for a moment. All that could be heard was the faint sound of a fungus-derived digestive system going to work on this unexpected treat.
Then, a nanosecond later, all six eyes in its puggish skull widened in surprise.
What happened next can be described with a simple metaphor: imagine taking a party balloon, pouring it full of red and green paint, and then smashing it with a sledgehammer, preferably in a particularly tastefully decorated dining room.
A tooth went flying like a piece of shrapnel and nearly lodged itself in Lewis's head, while a lone eyeball rolled into a corner, gazing reproachfully up at the trio.
Morty wiped some of the nastier chunks of gore off his shirt and shuddered, looking down at the largest piece of the monster that remained - a foot. The clammy little corpse of the creature Lewis had shot was buried in a pile of viscera.
"Can we - can we not do that again?" he asked hopefully, picking up a particularly large, sharp tooth and waving it in the air a few times as though testing its strength.
Edited by Locoman on Jul 19th 2018 at 10:28:24 AM
Dark Sun, what choices have I...?
C'mon, c'mon...if we survived this Morty was getting a long and salty lecture about taking care of your guns. Somehow, after a lot of fumbling and too much guesswork at how to clear an unfamiliar firearm, I managed to cycle the damn thing so the launcher would finally fire. A round flew out, and landed by dumb luck in exactly the area every video game encouraged you to shoot at: the evil tooth balloon's huge gaping maw.
It froze in place for a moment, then had barely a flash of 'oh shit' shock before exploding into a shower of blood and guts.
I ducked to avoid getting stabbed by a stray tooth, and then looked up tentatively, handing the grenade launcher back to slowly and shakily reload my revolver...as soon as I wiped it off. An annoying process, when you were covered in bloody viscera and only had your equally drenched clothes to try and wipe with. I was asking for wipes next time I saw Tairee.
"First rule of gun jams..." I began, between unsteady breaths, still knelt in the puddle of gore (to be fair, the whole room was a puddle of gore). "...It's usually the cartridge."
I tried cleaning the mess off myself, after I finished with the gun, but gave up after I realized I was just moving it around. Ugh...I couldn't stand the feeling of drenched cloth on my skin. Funny, that was the accurate word now.
Being accustomed to the dark, Cascabel had a visibility advantage over a few of its companions. This was counteracted by the fact that it was a young and inexperienced shuppet and didn't quite know all it could do or how to handle being so outnumbered. It looked at Swishee, rattling alarmedly back at it and seeming to share her sentiment, before interrupting itself to try and knock the one digger off Caboose.
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THE SLORG!
Bergree stared at Riley for a moment, then looked over at Ben starting to make a tunnel, then looked back at Riley. In a careful but still swift movement, Bergree leaned down slightly, putting his arms just under Riley's, then hoisted the pokemon trainer off his feet. Bergree then casually walked down the wall of the pit, letting Riley fall once they were close to the bottom.
Ace was surprised and a little wary of this large spider/person that was walking down the pit, but turned his attention with mild curiosity to the new trainer, catching some scents that were more familiar than usual in the city. Ace let out a milder squawk, and tilted his head to one side in curiosity.
The lady flinched and nearly fell backwards at Salamence's protest, but then quickly hoisted her crossbow and aimed it right at the pokemon. "Alright, yeah, you're upset, but we can just let it go and be off our separate ways, yeah?" the woman said, seeming to get the wrong impression of Salamence's reaction.
Silanea was only just turning away from the finished nymph when the first giant worm came up, biting into her tail and making her yell in pain, the shield vanishing with her broken concentration. Gritting her teeth, Silanea wrung her tail around in a counter movement to bind the worm in place for a moment, as she formed a second ethereal blade in the air. "Everybody down!" Silanea yelled, and thrust her arms forward to send both the blade flying down the tunnel in an X, to slice through the worm attacking herself, and then the worm attacking Caboose.
Swishee stopped flapping and hopping when Silanea yelled, letting the blades pass overhead, then looked over at the slimes, having no trouble picking out the individual ones against the darkness thanks to her keen eye. Also, memories of past battle experiences worked away through her ticking bird brain, then, she had an idea. Opening her bill wide and taking a moment to suck in additional moisture from the air, as well as have her mystic water create more, she then let loose a surf attack, sending a sudden, miniaturized tidal wave down the tunnel and into all of the slimes at once.
"So was I, I dunno, I-I was just hoping that it wasn't all like this" Anna-Rose said in a slightly scared tone after Makoto mentioned being in a building. Helping Fastanook out by taking his hand, Anna-Rose diligently stuck near Makoto, but did glance back at Anat with some wonder. "You have a self driving motorcycle? Cool" the punk rocker commented.
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Ravine
From his hiding spot in the darkness, Garrett waited until Absol was far away from their invisible enemy, then tossed a gas bomb at where the Predator roughly was.
THE SLORG!
Absol would have to dash sideways rather than away, but he did narrowly avoid the spear sweep and hit the predator with the attack, which seemed to stall out the invisibility field and render the alien visible; it hadn't seemed to do too much damage, but had left a mark on the predator's arm where he had braced the incoming hit.
Then, Garrett's smoke bomb hit, enveloping the predator in a cloud of knockout gas.
...
"Really?" the predator growled in a somewhat smug and unimpressed tone. Three little, red laser sights came out of the smoke cloud from where the predator's head was, aiming together right at Garrett's chest. A second later there was a blast of plasma firing from the predator's shoulder gun, right towards the same spot in the center of Garrett's chest.
Edited by FirockFinion on Jul 20th 2018 at 3:49:18 AM
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Eve | Hole-y, Cole-y Cave
Eve continued to hug Cole, trying to ground him, trying to give him an anchor, even if she wasn't quite aware of it. "Cole, this is isn't the Circle," she replied, somewhat forcefully. "And we aren't the Templars. I can't promise you that we won't die," she continued, aware that this may not have been the most helpful statement, but knowing that lying wouldn't help, either. "But I can promise you that you won't die alone." Eve focused for a moment, trying to do something that she had done more than a week ago, even longer than that, and she started to glow with a soft golden light, that seemed to spread from the center of her mass, down to the very roots of her hair. "And it won't be dark, either."
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Lizard Metabolism
Two And Friends Walk Into Another Baddie (Almost)
Rick seemed largely unconcerned with where we were going - which wasn't really comfortable for me, but at the same time I didn't have better options at hand. I could only hope that we would be able to find Yuna before something terrible befell her. She was calm when I last saw her, having fallen asleep in my grasp, but I couldn't help but worry either way.
And so we walked another same path for a while, unpeturbed... for a time. In the vicinity, something was... talking. Was it a single creature? Was it a collection of them talking to themselves? Was it one creature talking to itself? Why was its voice so strange and fluid? Where even was it? "...do you hear that?" I asked my unlikely allies, looking around as we came into a circular cave that led to five different corridors. The voice(s) did not stop, but the longer I listened, the more restless I grew. It sounded like complete gibberish. Even disregarding the language barrier, it seemed that the owner(s) of the voice were out of their mind, if they had one to begin with...
How do lizards fly?
Cave With Anna-Rose and Fastanook- I Come Back To A Mess
Wait, didn't Maria recognize her from last night? They'd both been at Home Sweet Home. Maybe the woman had just forgotten.
“It could be different lower down, but I don't think there's anything else but caves up here.” Anna commented on her motorcycle’s ability to move without a rider, and Makoto hesitated before responding. “Uh, I suppose you could call it self driving…” A muffled explosion went off in the distance, which wasn't comforting at all. Anat rumbled from behind her, and Makoto looked back at her Persona.
“...That is hopefully the grenade launcher and not a cave-in.”
“That's not good…” she said, picking up speed a little. Luckily, the next tunnel exit was the cavern she'd left behind. Unlike what felt like a few minutes ago, it looked like someone had shoved an animal into a blender and forgotten to secure the top before they flipped the switch. It smelled bad, and Morty, Lewis and Metagross were covered in it too. “Okay, what happened here!?” she asked, running over to them. Anat cut ahead of her, parking in front if the small group before it glowed a light green. The Mediarama spell would heal any of their wounds until they were mostly gone.
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Terrarian Tunnels
The digger attacking Silanea was sliced cleanly in two by her attack, though that didn't stop it from flailing around in an attempt to escape for a while. Worms died a lot slower than other creatures might to something like bisection, even if both segments wouldn't turn into a fully independent worm. Slowly but surely, though, its struggles grew weaker until it couldn't put up enough of a fight to even move.
Unfortunately, Silanea wasn't able to score so perfect a hit on the digger assaulting Caboose. It was cut into two pieces, but only a foot from its tail was removed. Still, this damage caused the digger to flail in pain and give an opportunity for Caboose to get up. The soldier stood up, his arms wrapped around the worm's body... and gave it the first and last bearhug it would ever receive. His arms were close to its head, so when he squeezed the segment he was holding into gore the thing died almost instantly. "Aw, it broke," the soldier said sadly, before throwing the corpse down next to the giant worm that had died earlier.
Swishee did a smart move by washing away the slimes. While it didn't seem to hurt any of them too much, the gelatinous blobs were unable to fight the current. With how slowly they hopped around, the horde was washed out of sight and around a bend in the tunnel. While no one in the group could actually see it happen, the bulk of them had been shifted away by the city to other places. Only a few stragglers remained, and they wouldn't be a challenge to deal with on their own. The remaining mother slimes hopped slowly back towards the group, moving at a speed that gave a solid minute before they could even reach any of them.
"Fourth hostile in the walls is approaching, Captain Caboose," Freckles informed its owner. "Up and to your left." Though detecting the heat through the walls of the tunnel was difficult, the final digger had gotten close enough in its approach for Freckles to relay valuable information on its position. But Caboose took valuable time trying to remember which way was left. By the time he figured it out and raised his weapon to aim, the digger shot out of the wall and right at his hand. "I'll keep you this time for sure!" the soldier exclaimed.
He fired bullets directly inside of its head as Freckles went inside the worm's maw. As hardy as these things were, assault rifle spray inside of the head was a bit above its weight class. Though momentum kept it charging right into Caboose and knocking him to the ground, it was already dead.
Why is a yam attacking me?
For the Horde!
Ben emerged from the wall nearby the group at the bottom of the pit, stopping to regain his thoughts before he continued to eat more dirt. It was definitely delicious (in hindsight it was really gross, but it was tasty at the time), but he was still really hungry.
Whatever, he would get a bite in a moment. He looked around with his stalked eyes to try and see where his Omnitrix was and he saw it on his chest, where a sort of "chin" would be. He awkwardly moved his insectoid leg towards the watch, pressing on the face to transform back.
There was a flash of red light and Ben stood where the bug-like alien once was. Oddly enough he wasn't all that hungry anymore. He could've sworn that he was starving when he was in that form....
He looked over and saw that Bergree and Riley had just climbed down the wall. Ben sighed.
"Really? I could've just went down with you?" Ben groaned. "I always gotta try being the hero, huh? Whatever." He walked up to Ace. "You okay? I bet Louie is worried sick about you." He put his hands on his hips, looking towards the door.
"So why were you down here? Looking at this door? I think we should try and get to the surface. The Library's probably up there. You guys should make sure that you're safe while the City Knights go and make sure to find everyone," Ben pointed out.
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.
Dark Sun, what choices have I...?
A noise like a motor echoed from down a corridor. I looked up and Makoto was there, clearly perturbed by the whole scene. "Um, there was this...it was like a balloon with teeth? It was hangry so we, fed it a grenade," I explained, still shaken about the whole thing. "'m fine, really. Physically anyway," I added after she cast what I wanted to say was a healing spell.
It occurred to me that I was still knelt in the mess of gore, so I gradually stood, a scrap of...intestine(?) I'd somehow missed earlier falling out of my hair. I glanced awkwardly down at it, and then back at Makoto.
"...Can we get moving now?"
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"Well I don't know about you-" agreed Morty, bitterly picking a particularly nasty bit of flesh from his own hair and flicking it aside, " -but I want to get the hell out of here." Indeed, it seemed as though the cave was already beginning to industriously reclaim its own - tinier versions of the squigs were already scrambling out of the shadows, greedily squabbling over the torn flesh of their larger counterpart like jackals over a kill. Tiny, faintly glowing worms plopped from a crevice in the ceiling and slithered over bits of viscera.
Shooting one reproachful glance at the disgusting yet perversely fascinating scene of troglodytic ecology, Morty set off with the others, grenade launcher slung over his shoulder.
Rick sighed. "Alright, alright, I got this." He cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted into the depths. "Forgive us for intruding on you," he announced, "w-we are but *uuuurp* humble unarmed travellers seeking sanctuary. Please allow us to pass."
He thought a moment.
"No tricks, dog." he added as an afterthought, then dropped his voice so that only his travelling companions could hear, quietly unslinging his improvised halberd as he did so. "Alright, on my signal, we go for the kneecaps."
Edited by Locoman on Jul 20th 2018 at 6:16:10 AM
Before Riley could figure out what was going on, he was suddenly picked up and walked over to the pit. As soon as his feet were off the ground, he let out a rather high-pitched shriek of surprise.
Once he figured out what exactly was going on, he stopped and winced. When his hands were freed he slapped a hand onto his forehead and muttered, "so, can we pretend that didn't happen?"
Not long into the trio's journey into the void, they came across more monsters, probably. At least, they didn't speak the same language as humans, so it was a pretty good guess.
As the older human was yelling, he stretched out his aura, trying to get a good look at the creatures ahead of them. For all he knew they were tiny and weak, so he didn't want to go attacking anything without purpose.
So, on the upside, Absol's move hit. On the downside, it looked like his attack wasn't strong enough to do much. Also, his ally had thrown some sort of cloud that smelled foul, and he really didn't want to enter.
This was the kind of situation where a trainer was necessary, since strategies weren't really his job. Since the monster seemed a little distracted, Absol took the chance to use Swords Dance, hoping that the power boost would make the fight go better.
Salamence knew what the woman was holding. It was a sharp thing that hurt Pokemon like him. It had hurt the creatures they were fighting really badly. Why was she pointing it at him? Did she really want him to go that bad?
A high-pitched whine escaped as he fell to the floor at the sight of the crossbow being pointed at him. Slowly, he started retreating, unsure if she was going to hit him in the back if he went any faster.
Sadly, Ursaring didn't have much time to prove to his new friends how useful he was. They had taken out their enemies before he even had a chance to join the fight.
Well, there was at least one part he could help with. He quickly charged at the remaining slimes, using Aerial Ace to slash into all of them at high speeds.
With the threat neutralized, Metagross went back to its defensive position. It was completely unfazed by the gore covering it.
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."
Herc then watched Ben in his new form started drilling until he had made a tunnel for everyone to use but much to his dismay Bergree and Riley had just walked down the wall of the pit making the tunnel seem redundant.
Deciding to be polite about what happened, Herc then used Ben's tunnel to get to Ben, Bergree and Riley.
Although Cole was still not fully convinced things wouldn't go to hell as soon as he accepted his current situation, Eve seemed to have realized what to do. She assured her brother that while she couldn't promise to successfully protect him from the day conditions, she would try. And as a bonus, showed she also had her own light source so the darkness wouldn't be a problem for Cole.
"You were saving that, weren't you?" Rex joked after seeing Eve's trick.
He wasn't nearly as depressive as the two however and honestly believed he could handle everything the caves threw at him even alone but Cole would probably not react all that well to more seemingly empty promises. Better stick to actual facts.
"And you've seen me fight, whatever tries to kill us is gonna have to be really strong" Rex said, standing up again "Come on, why don't we go find the rest of our friends?"
I just want to help!
Cole sniffed again, wiping at his eyes, before pulling back a bit, wiping at his face with his sleeve before looking at Rex and Eve again. "Just...just...please stop fighting each other...you're not bad people...neither of you are bad people. I spent enough time inside both of your heads to see it for myself. It wouldn't hurt so much if I could think either of you was a bad person. You're both just like me...you're very different from what people think of you...and neither of you want to be seen as being weak."
He wiped at his face again, shaking his head. "It doesn't matter what either of you thinks of the other...you both know you're strong, and you've both suffered through so much...I just...I wish you could stop hating each other..."
THE SLORG!
Fastanook had pulled his hand away from Anna-Rose's suddenly when they were getting closer, taking a step back and putting a hand on his nose. "Agck! Ugh! No, no no no no" Fastanook muttered in a pained tone. Anna-Rose wasn't sure what to think of this until her less sensitive nose picked up the smell of the dead squig as well.
"Yuck! What the heck?!" Anna-Rose complained, staying back as Makoto went to reunite with Lewis and Morty.
Silanea took a bit to untangle from the dead worm, and by the time she had, everything seemed under control. Using a new ethereal blade, Silanea quickly helped Caboose get free by cutting up the worm that had just tackled him. Then, she looked over towards Ursaring. "Wait, that beast is helping us?" Silanea thought out loud, a bit confused. Swishee gave an affirmative honk. Silanea also glanced to the pelipper, then to Cascabel, then back at Caboose. "Mister Caboose, what is with these beasts anyway? I mean, do you know..." the lamia trailed off, thinking back to the other answers Caboose had given to questions so far, then she added simply, "never mind..." With that, Silanea prepared to start moving through the tunnel again.
"There's no need to be so dramatic" Bergree said calmly, to both Riley and Ben. Ace looked at Ben when he spoke to the pokemon, then Ace glanced to some bruises on his left arm and leg, and gave a slightly indignant squawk. Ace then looked up and around, making no noise, but his aura reading was giving off concern to Riley, presumably for the blaziken's own trainer.
As for the door, it was made of metal in a concrete frame, with no handle or other features on the door itself; next to it in the frame was a keypad. "Oh, is this an elevator?" Bergree thought out loud, still not fully familiar with advanced technology. He tried pressing one of the buttons on the keypad, but nothing happened; there was an obvious readout for the keypad, but it was dark, so the keypad probably had no power. "Hmm... Anyone else have another idea?" the drider asked, looking to the others.
The woman paused after Salamence's new response, hesitant and uncertain. "... We've clearly got some miscommunication happening" the woman muttered, lowering the crossbow. "Couldn't be like the dragons back home that talk, could you? Ah, but they're enormous and arrogant and greedy, so, better that you're not" she continued, more thinking out loud at this point.
Edited by FirockFinion on Jul 20th 2018 at 10:03:58 AM
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Cave With The Nasty Smell- The Worst Mystery Gang Ever
“Oh...well that's...good,” Makoto said to Lewis, tactfully ignoring the bits of flesh dripping off him. She tried not to pay attention to the gross looking little creatures that were scavenging the cave now. Fastanook and Maria were also disgusted by the general scene, which was understandable considering how she was starting to get sick from the smell.
“I am surprised that he had it in him to fire a grenade at all, but at least he did not freeze up and die. ...Joker would not have allowed himself to be covered in entrails after a battle though." Anat turned and began to drive back down the tunnels with Morty, grouping up with the two she'd run into while scouting. Makoto, not entirely sure what to say anymore, grabbed the now smelly but still sealed first aid kit and followed after them.
“I didn't see any monsters, so we might as well move before another one finds us. Maybe we can find some water to wash you guys off with. Come on, Metagross.” It didn't seem upset about its current condition, so maybe that was a good thing. “And these two are coming with us.”
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He then looked towards Eve,who was now glowing.
"Since Eve's lightened up a bit, we could also split up into two groups, if you two honestly can't stand one another. It's less safe, but it's still an option.
Dark Sun, what choices have I...?
Finding we were all clearly in agreement to get out of here before yet another nasty monster joined the already amassing scavengers, I followed along with everyone else leaving down one of the tunnels, unconsciously falling into a pattern of deep breaths. 'Everyone else' apparently included some new people, from the sound of it.
"...I'm not explaining a second time."
I wasn't all that into the increase of numbers. More people to watch for. More things to go wrong. Not to mention more drama around these parts. It was strange though...somehow the whole incident had brought the fears and bad memories down to just a strong sense of dread rather than immediate and overwhelming mortal terror. Maybe getting to act on that feeling had blown some steam, however long I had before it built back up again.
Having dismounted from the soldier's head during the kerfuffle in the attempted Knock Off, Cascabel opted not to mount him once more but to instead seat itself atop Swishee, or at least make the best attempt the other pokémon would allow. For what purpose, who knows. Maybe it wanted to know what flight for a species that needed actual wings for that was like. Maybe it just didn't feel like floating under its own power. Whatever the case it apparently decided to announce the end of the battle with some sort of impromptu jingle, like at the end of an rpg encounter.
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Ben glanced over at Bergree, who insisted they should get down to the door rather than trying to get Ace out of the hole. Ben did not agree; he felt everyone should be trying to get up to the surface where it was safe so people like Ben could be the ones to risk their skins. Not put people in danger like this.
However, given his current state, Ben didn't feel like he could argue much, since he couldn't speak. Instead he resigned himself to trying to find a way down. However he kept looking at the dropped glowing mushroom that he had left on the floor of the cave after his transformation.
He kept noticing how bright and glowing and... delicious it looked.
Before he realized what was going on, Ben had lunged at the mushroom and taken a bite out of both the mushroom and the dirt/stone floor beneath him. His spinning acidic jaws started to work, shoving through the ground mouth-first. He pulled his head up to stop himself when he realized he had stopped to eat, about to look up apologetically at the group.
That was when Ben realized. He could use this to his advantage! This alien was a digging machine!
With renewed determination, Ben started eating through the ground again, in an angle this time, towards the pit. He tried to eat the dirt and stone in his way at such an angle that it would be easy to climb in or out of the pit safely.
I can still hail the Horde even though the company has shamed us. Strength and Honor even if Blizzard has neither.