Jillian
**__TIME PASSES...__**

*Alison's face was full of sweat, their (__organic__) heart pumps loudly in their chest, how long had they been running? A few hours ago, some strange ooze-like creature passed through the sandlot. Now normally they'd simply ignore such a phenomenon. Buuuut it just turned all of the citizens into goop... Ooze... Puddle things. Yeah no way were they gonna stick around for long.*

*For a while now they were running around the town in haste, getting as far away from the giant blob as they could. Narrowly dodging and avoiding the muck puddles which used to be living people. For the moment, they found a brief relief on top of one of the many roofs. After giving themselves a few more deep breaths, Alison concluded that the creature wouldn't pay them any mind all the way over here... Ehhh maybe.*

💬*Huff... Wheeze...*"GHAAA C'MON! FIRST I COULDN'T JAM IN PEACE, NOW I CAN'T EVEN EXIST WITHOUT SOME COMMOTION! WHOOO THAT THING'S LUCKY I CAN'T GET ANGRY!"

*While it was true Alison couldn't __truly__ become upset, they can still get exhausted or uncomfortable. And anyone- any__thing__ can innately dislike discomfort. At this point, Alison began to reminisce of their boring life... Sure it sucked, but hey at least their life wasn't in any danger!*
Jennifer
*Suddenly, Necrozma appears again!*
Terry
Lisa when I FUCKING GET YOU-
Erin
*...Alright reminiscing's over, time to actually do something about the apocalypse. After picking their ass back up, Alison brought their hand to their chin and pondered some things... Like what the fuck could they actually do about any of this. Well they knew a little magic, and they were quite versatile when it came to combat. They could hold themselves pretty well against some of these ooze creatures, exceeeept...*

*A chill ran down Alison's spine, just thinking about that massive creature that took over what used to be the clock tower. They've always had bad luck before, like SUPER bad luck. But this time they've really outdone themselves, with their luck bringing about the end of things and all that jazz. Oh well! No use dwelling on that sad stuff now!! After getting in a good stretch, Alison jumped down from the rooftops and began searching nearby alleys.*

💬"Now if I were an ooze-demon, where would I try to h- wow that was way too easy."

*They say, in response to finding one of them hiding out in some corner. Before waiting for it to notice them, (can these things even see???) Alison assaulted the creature with a flurry of twilight thorns! Aaaand half of them miss, hit a few trashcans, and attracted a second ooze. Wow their luck was still just as terrible~.*

*The injured ooze made a lunge (slide?) for Alison, yet its slow stature allowed the to narrowly avoid the attack! In quick retaliation, they blasted it with lightning turning it into some puddle of what it used to be. Momentarily forgetting the second ooze, it grasps onto Alison's arm, pulling and tearing at it. With a painful cry, Alison hits it with a point-blank twilight thorns, allowing them to dispense it quickly! This little "Warm up" Of theirs turned out to be quite the deadly encounter. Praying more don't show up, Alison quickly retreats to a nearby abandoned home.*

*Eating old food in an abandoned house like a hobo. Wow, the apocalypse sucks more than you'd think! So for now, Alison had a plan in mind. Step 1! Every few days or so, take out a few ooze wondering the area. Step 2! Move onto the next set of homes and slowly make way towards  . Step 3! Once inside... Uhh that one's still a work in progress.*

*It was small and almost impossible to notice, but Alison was starting to get better at fighting. Althooouuugh their only frame of "Practice" So far have been slow-moving, barely-sentient ooze monsters, so it could just be their overconfidence getting the better of them. Meh it was SOME plan, might as well follow it.*

*With a deep sigh, Alison thought of something dreadful as they began to leave their temporary home. With all of the monsters running around, they couldn't risk any sessions of guitar practice. After all, they couldn't hunt the ooze in small groups, if they accidentally call in a whole army towards themselves. Honestly Alison would rather die, than stay bored here for the rest of eternity. Good thing this was practically a suicide mission!*

* Leaving the somewhat safe residence, Alison quietly moved about the haunted town. They carefully singled out an ooze, deciding to take it out and clear the way forward. Raising their guitar high above themselves, they'd strike down an immense force into one of the ooze! Sadly the weapon simply bounced off its soft exterior, allowing the ooze to very easily retaliate.*

💬"Huh, who knew musical instruments were ineffective against monsters. Guess that's wha- oh crap!"

*The ooze rolled towards Alison, nearly crushing them with their weight alone. Yet while grabbing onto it, magic danced along Alison's fingertips. Sparks of electricity flared to life, striking into the ooze and killing it... After a few more tries.*