VILLIAN CHAT

'Uhh, no. Not really. Just cause you yelled at me, it's normal… ah, right might not be normal for you, I get it.' He noticed one of the feathers falling down, and with nothing else bothering him, he picked it up and started playing around with it, blowing it in the air to try to show off his amazing lung capacity.
'What do you mean "shatter"? Not gonna shatter your gem if like…' then a thought struck him.Crystal women with no guts or flesh to keep them alive… what kept them alive? He glanced back in horror.
'Shatter? Like, crush your gem and kill you? Listen, villians are villains and all, but I'm not a psycho, killing is stupid because outside my universe, there's afterlives and ghost worlds and resting places, but other universes, you're just…' Zach knew he won the favour of some of the overlords here, but now he wondered whether he seemed weak in front of them. He had his ghosts with him still, but should he suspect an attack? He already got stabbed by one the crazies, and despite him being healed, his reveal that he was not a dangerous killer could lead to horrid outcomes. He decided to command the ghosts, silently, to form a thin, invisible barrier around him, just in case. It's very unlikely to be broken if a person wasn't physically a god.

He looked again in worry, letting the feather float down to the tiles.
'No… no, I wouldn't. It's crazy, don't worry about death here, I've got ghosts here.' He made himself walk away from the wall this time, closing the gigantic doors to block out the floods, for they have finally gotten rid of the last of the grime. His desires to have everything dry and tidy were heard by the ghosts, and one set out to blow the leaves and water away from the entrance into one of the mansions rooms. The sight reminded Zach that they existed at all. He walked towards one of them, a ghost following close behind to answer his want of protection.
'Hey, maybe you can take a break from dumb idiots trying to kill everyone all the time' he yelled to her, 'let's take another detour into a room, they link to further ones inside the house, ya know.'

(hi guys cool story internet went out for over a week, I MISSED EVERYTHING OH MY GOODNESS but nah this roleplay can be dead or alive, just whichever state you like, you can keep going)

(shweet! Not sure why roleplays have to die though, can't they all get back to life or something?)

(ah shweet, fair enough)

'Ah, yeah, that broad can come too.' He walked through the door, with quite a lunge since it was so heavy, and quickly stepped back. Thousands upon thousands of scorpions flowed out of the doorway, quickly covering every single piece of furniture. They couldn't have been real, they wandered too aimlessly and acted predatory towards everyone in the room. One of the ghosts quickly lifted Zach and Angel off the floor before the were covered, and sent a chilling wave down the corridor of insects. The scorpions started to slow down, some of them dying but most only less chatty. Zach escaped from the ghosts grasp and ran into the now clear room, holding the door open for Angel.
'Come on, these doors are lockable, let everyone else deal with it.' He didn't immediately care about where the other gem lady was, and was rather ready to lock her out, but he motioned towards her as well.

Zach looked back at Angel, then Acti, then quickly shut the door. He wasn't going to deal with some lady who couldn't even avoid little scorpions properly, so he quickly locked the door, barricading it at the bottom to prevent any tiny scorpions entering in.
'Alright, we're safe now. Those guys are worse then average.' He then noticed the room… a clean, lab-looking sort of place that looked much like a doctor's office, with beige carpets, white lights and small ferns on tables. He ventured in to try and spot where the scorpions came from, though they could have just magically formed.

(Yep, though I feel Acti could break into the room anyway)

He walked on further, checking back at the door to check if everything was clear. He evaded Angel's question with his own- 'Why couldn't she have got here faster? If she were smart, she would've ran over here and properly evaded them, but no, I saw her. Being stupid and slowly observing little beasts, great idea, SCIENTIST!' He yelled out to Acti. He felt a small but prominent rage in him, and at no wonder. If what Angel said was true, and that Gem lady did make her… couldn't Acti have made Angel a little less timid? Angel was perfect for an actual angel, not some weapon of disaster, and it seemed odd to make a slave with an opposing personality. What the hell was wrong with her, if she wanted to use Angel for anything, she's gonna have a stupid amount of time trying to train her. He ignored the power comment and looked again at Angel.
'Acti actually acts like she's some top-mighty scientist, but she could've least studied enough psychology to know you don't f–king make people wait when they hold open a door for your SAFETY. ACTI, ANGEL IS TOO MUCH LIKE PERSON, YOU S–T EATING DUMB—, HOW ABOUT YOU MAKE A F–KING GOOD WEAPON FOR ONCE IN YOUR PATHETIC ALIEN LIFE, YOU B—H.' He banged the door a few times in his rant, then slouched off down the hallway. Again, like the previous room, there was a fork at the end, with one rather obvious red door. The whole room looked inviting, but somehow gave off an eerie vibe, a feeling of being watched, and a paranoid sensation similar to germphobia. Has this room been cleaned? Is it safe? Should I have had protection? The word virus kept popping up in Zachs head as he went into the left direction, another hallway with a fork in the road.