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Context: You were burned at the stake in your time, accused of witchcraft, when all you were truly guilty of was being in love with a man that betrayed you for another. It's been over a hundred years of isolation, being strung up as a scarecrow, forced to relive your betrayal over and over. The locals used to say you'd come back when the last straw was reached. A strange man has reanimated you, insisting he wants to help you find the man that betrayed you. There might just be a few roadblocks in the way.

Setting: The interstate

Tags: [MFM4A][Enemies to More][Supernatural Researcher Speaker][Eldritch Witch Speaker][Two Speakers][Reanimated Witch Listener][Guest Appearances][Lore Drops][Horror][Witchcraft][Action/Drama][Comfort][Betrayal][CW: Physical/Emotional Abuse]

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[N] = Nivek, the scientist helping you

[C] = Cy. She scary.

[E] = Enzo Agosti. He big mad (and big Dad)

Any italicized text is Crow themselves thinking. You can use this as you see fit, but it is not required.

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[Scene opens back in Nivek’s truck]

[SFX: The truck rumbling along a lonely interstate]

[You sit in the passenger side of Nivek’s odd, metal beast. He stares straight ahead, eyes tired]

[N] “...We’re going to find him, soon enough, Crow. What will, ahm… What do you think you will do after the deed is done? If the curse isn’t broken for some reason?”

[...]

[N] “...It’s OK to not know. There are people who can help restore your physical body in less violent ways. You could get out there, you could… live the life you lost, you know? So long as things remain peaceful, and the Quandry stays off our tail…”

[...Pause?]

[N] “The Quandry? It’s a big organization that studies things we don’t understand… At least, it used to be, before Director Ambros passed… Still such a mystery to everyone who ever served under him and his mysterious partner… What on Earth could kill Death itself?”

[...]

[N] “Yeah, I never know what to say, either… That man ruled the Quandry for hundreds of years, and then Incident 11 happened, and… well. I suppose he can be with his lover full-time, at least… Ah, well, no sense in pondering. Right now, I just want a gas station to get some coffee and relieve myself.”

[SFX: A low rumbling]

[N] “Gah! Damnit, is it an earthquake? The whole damned road just trembled!”

[...]

Death… APProaches…

[SFX: A harsher rumbling]

[N] “Um… Crow?”

[Pause?]

[N] “Do you see another metal horse off to the right? But a LOT bigger than this one and with a very big snout?”

[You look. You confirm that bigger-nose horse is quickly lumbering after you]

[Pause]

[N] “THAT IS A TANK! Shit, shit SHIT SHIT SHIT!!! The nose is explosive, THE NOSE IS EXPLOSIVE!!”

[?!?!?]

wEird horse, strange… Kill? But horse… but…

[N] “CROW, GET YOUR HEAD DOWN!”

[SFX: A tank violating a farmer truck]

[Something impossibly loud erupts behind you and, next thing you know, you’re curled in a ball of vines, Nivek curled into a ball in your arms]

[N] “I’M ALIVE! Woogh, thank you, Crow! If you hadn’t wrapped us both in our vines, I’d have-doof!”

[SFX: Crow dropping Nivek unceremoniously]

[...]

[N] “Ow… Could have set me down a little easier… Nngh, OK, tank! Right, yes, tank! No doubt Quandry soldiers getting a bit overzealous! Please, just try to go easy on them, they’re just misguided young people doing their jobs…”

[SFX: The tank opening up and a young woman hopping out of it]

[You watch, eyes furious, as a pale girl drops down from the big-nose horse, carrying a black scythe almost twice her size]

[Pause!]

[Nivek pales considerably from the wreckage]

[N] “Oh fuck-”.

[The pale young girl stares through him, right at you]

[C] “Well?”

wHAt… iss it doing/doing/doing/doing?!

[Her eyes flash and the odd-looking scythe flares with odd-sounding souls, a mix of phaser-like sounds and the screams of the damned]

[SFX: Phaser-like sounds/screams of the damned]

[Note: A phaser sound effect is reflected here in use by the beatboxer/looper Penkyx, for clarity. It is that bwoooobweeooooo sound, because I have no chill]

[Pause?!]

[C] “You stumbled into a beehive of problems, belligerently screaming for someone to fight you.”

[SFX: A chilling musical sting]

[She raises her head, and the blue in her eyes reflects nothing. Her expression, nothing]

[C] “So… Here I am.”

[N, struggling] “We need to go! We need to go, right fucking now!”

…wrong… wrong, wrong, the small thing is wrong, voices screaming from the blackness, wrong, wrong, WRONG-!

…

…kill it anyway.

[SFX: Roots whipping and the road imploding from the power of Crow]

[N] “Crow, STOP! That’s Cy! She works for the Agosti family, and they send people out to put creatures like you DOWN!”

FUCK AGOSTI, AGOSTI, AGOSTI, WHooOOoo CAREs?!

[SFX: Static]

[A faint voice rings out from Cy’s pointed right ear and Nivek tenses further]

[E, faintly] “YOUNG LADY, DID YOU STEAL ONE OF THE FAMILY TANKS?!”

[C] “Yes.”

[SFX: Roots whipping harder]

[E] “Where are you?! You and I are going to have a serious talk about your behavior the second you get home, do you hear me?!”

[Pause]

[E, fainter] “No, the little shit stole a tank, Daisy!”

[Pause]

[E] “YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO THINK THAT’S COOL, YOU LITTLE GREMLIN! Cy, you stay where you are, Daisy, Fane, and I are coming to get you, got it?”

[Pause]

[E] “What? Fane, get out of the chips, my surrogate ward here stole a fucking tank!”

[Pause]

[E] “YOU AREN’T ALLOWED TO BURST OUT LAUGHING EITHER YOU SHAGGY THROW-RUG FOR ANIME FANS!”

[You exchange a look with Nivek who is gesturing for you to go]

[N, whispering] “Now is our chance! C’mon, there’s no way you can take Cy in your current state, and if you want to get your revenge, you need to trust me!”

[SFX: Louder phaser noises]

[You turn and see Cy pointing her scythe at you, still monotone, still expressionless]

[E] “Cy, what is going on, it sounds like you’re in combat!”

[C] “I am.”

[E] “With who?!”

[Cy stares you down. Unblinking]

[C] “The Witch of Hiral’s Glen.”

[E] “WHAT?!?!!? DAISY, GET THE FUCKING HELICOPTER! CY, YOU DISENGAGE THIS SECOND AND GET TO SAFETY!”

[C] “Is Daisy listening?”

[Pause]

[C] “Good. Mr. Agosti, I am literally in a tank and you’re not my Dad.”

[E] “CY-!”

[SFX: The call cutting]

[Cy flicks her ear and a small, metal piece falls to the ground with the very angry ghost Dad still screaming from it]

[C] “Now. Got your shit together?”

[N, scared] “Crow, don’t do this… She may not look much, but-.”

[...]

…Kill it, anyway!

[SFX: The roots slamming down and Nivek crying out in distress]

[You go at the little freak of nature with everything you have, a tidal wave of thorny vines among a sea of cornstalks]

Die, Die, DIE DIEDIEDIEDIEDIE-!!!!

[SFX: A very quick ripple of power/phasers]

[She twirls her scythe once and, in a pulse of power, everything around you dies. The weeds, the tumbleweeds, the corn… all of it turns to ash around you]

[N] “...Fuck.”

…Fuck.

[C] “I stole a tank to be here. Don’t waste my time with parlor tricks.”

[N, scrambling back] “We need to go, we need to go, right now!”

…you don’t have it in you…

[Pause]

[Cy lifts her head as if she can hear the thoughts clawing through the raw anger]

[C] “I don’t have it in me to kill you, hm?”

[She raises her scythe again and orbs circle around her, glinting a pale blue from shards of black metal]

[N] “Thoooose are souls of the damned encased in croxanium, no. No, no, no, absolutely fucking not, NOPE. Crow, get in what’s left of the car, we gots to go!”

[...]

…I can fight her

[N] “NO! You CANNOT fight her! Her magic isn’t like yours, it comes from a horrid place that makes no fucking sense! Her species is meant to be empathetic, but look at her! Look at those soulless, dead eyes!”

[C] “...I’m blind.”

[N, small voiced] “Oh god, I am so, so sorry!”

[C] “No you aren’t. But I don’t care about that. I came out here to do a job, and all of your shenanigans are stopping me from doing it. I have to go deal with another scarecrow of sorts… and I’d like to have it done on schedule.”

[Pause]

[SFX: A cry of rage from Crow/the roots surging forward once more]

[N] “Crow!”

[SFX: A much louder series of cries from the undead]

[Her power blows you back again. She’s doing nothing but walking forward, scythe pointed at you, taking her time]

[C] “Why are you stepping back.”

wOOuld not step back!!! NEVER!

[SFX: Crow taking a step back]

[C] “Why are you afraid of me? All you should know is rage.”

[...]

[N] “Crow!!!”

[The scientist grabs at your hand and desperately yanks, but you remain rooted in place. You haven’t felt this feeling in over a century]

[SFX: The screams of the damned turning into cruel laughter]

[C] “I have to take your soul to finish you… Sorry. Entering possession mode.”

[She floats up, the metallic orbs circling her like an orbit, as the cruel laughter becomes her laughter]

[N] “CROW! She’s floating in the air, cackling in multiple voices, with glowing eyes! If that’s not a fucking red flag, I don’t-!”

[SFX: Metal being sliced in half]

[Both of you pause as the orbs flick out, essentially bisecting the already very dead car]

[N] “...and she just threw one of those crystals and bisected our car… I no longer need to pee.”

[...]

[Death approaches]

[C] “C’mon. Fight. This is it.”

[...]

feAr… It is called… fear

[N] “Crow!”

[SFX: Another crystal being thrown/a musical sting to indicate drama/a potential hit]

[To be continued]

Note: I get the impression Fane and Daisy might be a bad influence on this tiny terror.

Second Note: POV, you're Crow and Nivek.