There is a long, awkward pause as Red looks at Klimt, first angrily, then confusedly.

Red:"...♥♥♥♥ if I know. No one's called me anything for as long as I can remember.

It must've been a really metal name, though. Something with rage... Or hate.
Maybe both. Ragehate Deathkiller... Six-six-six. Yeah, that sounds okay."

She looks completely serious.

EVENTS:

Trihexa begins yelling about how 'Trihexa' is the stupidest nickname she's ever heard, but the party ignores her and approaches the blob. Peggy hides behind Klimt, while Emilia walks by his side.

Initially, the mass just seems like an amorphous pile of purplish-red flesh, slithering along the road, but as you get closer, more details become visible.

Perhaps the most distinguishing feature is a huge replica of Eigla's head, hanging limply on one side of the creature. Every few moments, it is reabsorbed into the mass, springing back up on another location. At one point, one of its beachball-sized eyes falls out, bursting like an egg and releasing a life-sized Eigla, who stumbles forwards a few steps before collapsing into a pile of bones and goo, its remains being quickly seized by a hundred spindly arms and pulled back inside its progenitor.

A thousand of Eigla's body parts trail along the meatblob, flowing across every surface. Arms, legs, occasionally a full torso and head, mumbling incoherently to itself. A veritable jungle of organs and entrails drags behind it, like a nightmarish mane. As the beast pulls itself along the road with the stubby arms and teeth on its underside, its gastric juices leave a deep rut on the concrete behind it.


The party is now close enough to hear it talk. It is utterly incomprehensible, but something akin to words echoes on the back of their brains as they try to process its rhythmic droning.

Rosa. Rosa, where? Rosa. Find Rosa. Merge. Rosa, love Rosa.

EVENTS:

Rosa walks forward. As she gets close enough to the meatblob, several of its heads turn to face her.

Rosa.

The main face smiles, and large stalks erupt from its mouth and eyes. Each divides into dozens of coral-like polyps, from which burst a multitude of child-sized Eigla torsos, like a bizzarre human hydra.
The clones examine Rosa, meekly touching her arms with their fingertips and staring at her face with cataract-covered eyes.
A few thin tendril-like tongues burst from their mouths, wrapping around her legs and gently pulling her towards the main mass.

Rosa... It's you... I waited so long. Come. Join me. Be one. I love you Rosa. Make us whole. Absorb. Merge.

EVENTS:

Klimt removes a few of his less-essential organs and lobs them at the blob. They land on the side of its main head, being absorbed in seconds. The creature suddenly starts and turns to face him.

NOT ROSA

A huge tentacle bursts forth from its side, topped by two dozen Eiglas with shark-like teeth and wicked claws. It attempts to hit Klimt, but misses by several yards, smashing against the concrete in an explosion of blood and giblets. The damaged clones mumble through broken jaws as the weapon is slowly retracted.

Klimt... Disgusting, disgusting... Two-faced. Rosa is mine, Mine! You always try to take what's mine. Thief! Adulterer! Your flesh is filthy, filthy...

Meanwhile, the ones surrounding Rosa place themselves between her and Klimt.

Rosa. Come, merge! Not safe outside. Join. Join. Eigla needs Rosa. Eigla loves Rosa. One. Forever. You can! Nothing matters. We matter. Together, enough. The world can die - IT DIED - if we're together. Join. Our flesh. Your flesh. Us.