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Then Bravery's eyes met the skyline.
" Ah, shit! Oh man!"
Raven was confused.
" What?" She asked, bewildered by his sudden change in attitude.
" The sun's coming down! Shit! It's past three!"
" Why does that matter?"
" Because, let's just say, if you spend a night inside his mind, you may become a permanent resident."
Now it hit her.
" Oh my. What do I do?"
" You've got to go, get to the end of the road. Here, the path lies there, behind the overhanging branch. You've gotta go. Meet them all, master them all, and you may leave by nightfall."
She pulled back the foliage, and prepared to go.
" Hey."
" Yeah?"
" I'm holding you to that sparring match."
Brave smirked.
" Rae, if you manage to do this again, I'll be impressed!"
She hardly took four steps down the path before it all faded before her. The it all went dark.

XXXXXXXXX

The first thing she noticed was the sound. Loud, pumping bass beating away at her ears, so low it vibrated in her bones. There was something… vulgar about this music. It filled every space almost invasively.
There was just darkness; and an extremely bad smell. She covered her nose.
" Awgh, it smells like something died in here… right after it puked."
(Puked? That's not a word you use.)
Raven thought about this. It was better than thinking about what may be causing that stench. She had come to notice that when she arrived in one of these worlds, the emotion pertaining to the realm slowly pervaded her, making her more and more like that emotion.
Odd…
The next thing she noticed came just after that thought. A light, harsh and bright, being suddenly turned on.
"Fuck!" she gasped, and covered her eyes. Then she smelled that awful funk again, and attempted to cover her nose. All the while, the music played on, thumping through her body, invading her every fiber.
It seemed this place abused almost every one of her senses.
"Well, fuck to you too, then!"
A voice, slick as oil, thick as slime interrupted her thoughts, and a shadow flashed in front of the damnable blinding light.
She looked up at the figure before her. It still looked like BB, but he was nearly unrecognizable. He wore a baggy, dirty shirt over a pair of ragged looking boxers, an ugly plaid design. His face was dirty, and looked as if he hadn't shaved in days. Wild, rumpled hair squatted on his head, and didn't look washed.

He grinned at her. Bad teeth.
"So, you gonna cuss at me then sit there like a dumbass? Or are you gonna come in and get this over with? It's not like I wanna see your face, either."
She stood, and crept into the room, without looking directly into the lamp. As she passed him he looked down.
"However, I am likin the look of that ass of yours."
(Ignore that. He's a core emotion, that's how he acts…prick.) she thought
She looked about the roomed. In a word, it was trashed. Slurpy cups lay strewn across the floor, which of course you couldn't see through all the junk and clothes on it. The smell was worst in here, reminiscent of sex and dead things. The music was coming from a banged up set of speakers sitting on a cluttered desk. Her glance was caught by a few photos tacked to the wall. She looked closer, to see what they were.
" Oh, Azarath!" She turned away, with a sickened look to her face.
Rude raised an eyebrow and smile.
"Got quite the imagination, don't he? I almost don't have to try anymore."
He laughed at her expression. He laughed even harder when she saw the TV.
" Yeah, video too! Ignore that, I'll get to it later."
He sat down on the couch, and a cockroach scrambled from inside a nearby pizza box as he settled down. He patted the spot next to him, cocking an eyebrow.
" Let's get this over with, Rae-bay."
" It's Raven to you, peon."
She pretended she didn't know why she said that, or why she suddenly felt… ruder. She sat down, clearing a spot in the rubble .
" Let's get a few things straight. I'm Rude. Duh. And as you can see—"
He gestured around at the cramped room before them.
" I haven't got a real big domain in ol' Beast Bitch's brain. You don't like me, and honestly, there's only one way I'd like you… face down an' ass up, hehe."
Raven shuddered.
" What do I have to do to get to the next realm? I hate this place, and you."
She mumbled 'fucking nasty' under her breath. Rude looked her dead in the eye, and grinned. She didn't think that meant anything good.
" Well, good ol' Wisdom's told me you can't leave until you master me, aka you've gotta beat old Rude at his own game,"
His grimy smile widened.
" But I told him, no way's a damn woman gonna get me."
Raven's cheeks burned.
(That douche said what? Oh, it's on! You're not the only one who's rude!)

Description
Then Bravery's eyes met the skyline.
" Ah, shit! Oh man!"
Raven was confused.
" What?" She asked, bewildered by his sudden change in attitude.
" The sun's coming down! Shit! It's past three!"
" Why does that matter?"
" Because, let's just say, if you spend a night inside his mind, you may become a permanent resident."
Now it hit her.
" Oh my. What do I do?"
" You've got to go, get to the end of the road. Here, the path lies there, behind the overhanging branch. You've gotta go. Meet them all, master them all, and you may leave by nightfall."
She pulled back the foliage, and prepared to go.
" Hey."
" Yeah?"
" I'm holding you to that sparring match."
Brave smirked.
" Rae, if you manage to do this again, I'll be impressed!"
She hardly took four steps down the path before it all faded before her. The it all went dark.

XXXXXXXXX

The first thing she noticed was the sound. Loud, pumping bass beating away at her ears, so low it vibrated in her bones. There was something… vulgar about this music. It filled every space almost invasively.
There was just darkness; and an extremely bad smell. She covered her nose.
" Awgh, it smells like something died in here… right after it puked."
(Puked? That's not a word you use.)
Raven thought about this. It was better than thinking about what may be causing that stench. She had come to notice that when she arrived in one of these worlds, the emotion pertaining to the realm slowly pervaded her, making her more and more like that emotion.
Odd…
The next thing she noticed came just after that thought. A light, harsh and bright, being suddenly turned on.
"Fuck!" she gasped, and covered her eyes. Then she smelled that awful funk again, and attempted to cover her nose. All the while, the music played on, thumping through her body, invading her every fiber.
It seemed this place abused almost every one of her senses.
"Well, fuck to you too, then!"
A voice, slick as oil, thick as slime interrupted her thoughts, and a shadow flashed in front of the damnable blinding light.
She looked up at the figure before her. It still looked like BB, but he was nearly unrecognizable. He wore a baggy, dirty shirt over a pair of ragged looking boxers, an ugly plaid design. His face was dirty, and looked as if he hadn't shaved in days. Wild, rumpled hair squatted on his head, and didn't look washed.

He grinned at her. Bad teeth.
"So, you gonna cuss at me then sit there like a dumbass? Or are you gonna come in and get this over with? It's not like I wanna see your face, either."
She stood, and crept into the room, without looking directly into the lamp. As she passed him he looked down.
"However, I am likin the look of that ass of yours."
(Ignore that. He's a core emotion, that's how he acts…prick.) she thought
She looked about the roomed. In a word, it was trashed. Slurpy cups lay strewn across the floor, which of course you couldn't see through all the junk and clothes on it. The smell was worst in here, reminiscent of sex and dead things. The music was coming from a banged up set of speakers sitting on a cluttered desk. Her glance was caught by a few photos tacked to the wall. She looked closer, to see what they were.
" Oh, Azarath!" She turned away, with a sickened look to her face.
Rude raised an eyebrow and smile.
"Got quite the imagination, don't he? I almost don't have to try anymore."
He laughed at her expression. He laughed even harder when she saw the TV.
" Yeah, video too! Ignore that, I'll get to it later."
He sat down on the couch, and a cockroach scrambled from inside a nearby pizza box as he settled down. He patted the spot next to him, cocking an eyebrow.
" Let's get this over with, Rae-bay."
" It's Raven to you, peon."
She pretended she didn't know why she said that, or why she suddenly felt… ruder. She sat down, clearing a spot in the rubble .
" Let's get a few things straight. I'm Rude. Duh. And as you can see—"
He gestured around at the cramped room before them.
" I haven't got a real big domain in ol' Beast Bitch's brain. You don't like me, and honestly, there's only one way I'd like you… face down an' ass up, hehe."
Raven shuddered.
" What do I have to do to get to the next realm? I hate this place, and you."
She mumbled 'fucking nasty' under her breath. Rude looked her dead in the eye, and grinned. She didn't think that meant anything good.
" Well, good ol' Wisdom's told me you can't leave until you master me, aka you've gotta beat old Rude at his own game,"
His grimy smile widened.
" But I told him, no way's a damn woman gonna get me."
Raven's cheeks burned.
(That douche said what? Oh, it's on! You're not the only one who's rude!)