It felt like the advertisement was aimed directly at them.

BLUE HELL GUIDE NEEDED

There was no way this wasn't a sign just for them. The pay was....astronomical that was for sure. A person could retire on the profits.

Many who saw the ad assumed it was a trap, or were too traumatized by the thought of blue hell to go. Two people did take the job though. They both arrived at the same time in a lonely corner in the citadel, in front of a meeting hall. The thoughts of a trap raced through their minds as they opened the door.

Canine-7 is cut off by the sound of the door closing as another person enters.

Canine-7 pushes forward two very large doors. The doors are pressed against each other.

Canine takes out what looks like a perfectly normal cup. He opens the door, throws in the cup, and shuts it before it can finish falling.

The animals peer down into the BLUE.

Each one is unsure, but both forced to make the leap, into that HELL.

Red towers raise into the sky. If one twists their head just enough, it could be confused for a city which they were falling through.

Unfortunately, this was not the friendly part of town.

Scaling down one of the towers at high speeds is a [MISSING SPECIES]. Its [MISSING SOUND] are deafening. It prepares to make a leap at the crew.

The blort swings out of the way, but the [MISSING SPECIES], while originally missing, teleports on top of the blort. It opens its [ASSET FORBIDDEN] as it charges forward.

Canine-7 roughly stabs the [MISSING SPECIES]. It [MISSING SOUND] in pain. Attracting a swarm.

The LOST DAMSELS begin to circle the the flying creatures, like sharks in water. They are not hostile, physically. But they begin to fill the thoughts of those that they circle with the crime that got them in here. The crime of attempting to exist in spot that was preoccupied. The thoughts are so loud. Deafening.

No one can focus fully with them around.

Canine-7 had only stabbed the beast, it still stood on the back of the blort. Canine-7 attempts pull the knife out, as the creature seems to absorb it.

The damsels begin to circle just the frog and the egg held up. They nip at each other, trying to see which one of them would be granted life, until one of them darts into the egg, redeeming it.

A new galehaut has hatched from the egg!

The galehaut immediately, realizing that it is falling, bites down on the frog. The flying frog begins to descend faster than intended, unable to counteract the sudden weight with its anomalous powers. The LOST DAMSELS stop harassing the group, instead they bite and nip at the newly hatched galehaut for stealing their chance to exist.

Gooby takes the lead, its mind free from the cries of the LOST DAMSELS! It remembers fondly on all the messes Seven has made today, and uses [Mess up Time], clashing with the [MISSING SPECIES]!

Gooby is thrown back into the face of Seven! The [MISSING SPECIES] digs its claws into the blort!

But the blort spins around mid air and bites onto it! The [MISSING SPECIES] is unable to move for the moment!

The blort, instead of dropping the [MISSING SPECIES], slams it against the red towers, dragging it along until it stop screeching and goes silent. The blort then shakes it happily. It loves its new chew toy.

The blort is too busy with its new toy to help out the others.

The galehaut is stabbed in the neck, a clear shot. Its jaw releases and it falls, dead, into the HELL of BLUE. The LOST DAMSELS chirp happily and swim away from the group.

The two animals land. Before them is the galehaut, stabbed, dead, and crushed by the impact. Her life, disallowed, and then taken from her.

It isn't long until the BLUE DEVIL arrives. The disturbance of 1000 insects, hacked into being under the command of one, bringing him directly to the source

The BLUE DEVIL suddenly feels.....small. If O-2 blows everything up, he will have nothing to reclaim. O-1 would be devastated, no one will have been punished. Everything he has done would have been for nothing.

The spear impales CHAOS' hull. CHAOS places his hand on the spear, feeling it in confusion. O-2 pulls back on a rope attached to the weapon, bringing it back to her.

Delethis swarm the area. Their jolty movements as if they were malfunctioning.

They're upset.

The delethis start to swarm D'arc, ripping parts off him with their hands. They do not know what D'arc has done, but one of them.....what they believe to be one of them has called for help, and declared D'arc the sinner.

D'arc throws the galehaut pheromones upwards, in hope that it will attract something from the beyond.

The pheromones attract the FORGOTTEN DAMSELS again, who in a hunger fueled frenzy start attacking the delethis swarm.

But this was the domain of the delethis.

The swarm was ever growing. The signals endlessly being sent. The call to "kill the traitor." Where one delethis falls, 3 more take its place in the swarm. Like locusts, they pull against D'arc.

Seven manages to pull D'arc out of the swarm, though D'arc is heavily damaged. The delethis that have ripped away his parts brandishing them as weapons and shields. Seven and D'arc can only run so far until they run into another part of the swarm.

The delethis swarm halts, like a wind up toy that has finally run out of turns.

O-2 turns and jumps on her frog, ready to leave BLUE HELL by following the rope from above.

The BLUE DEVIL pulls out a small wallet filled with images of his children.

...

The group had exited BLUE HELL, and disbanded. Only Canine-7 and O-cat were left.

Goal: Kill O-6.
Powers: One knife.