"Will dat produce enough electricty to fry de implants and allow me to you know, live? Or will it just create a minor surge and den... oh forget it!" Alisa groaned before she got back on her feet. "You guys are takin' too long decidin' on what to do! Time is not a luxury we 'ave right now! If Arcade regains control o' me, we're all screwed! My powers are close to being at full power. I'd destroy you all, and I won't do dat!"
Alisa grabbed the scepter from Francis, who was in shock, still. With her eyes narrowed, she walked over to the power supply of the elevator and shook her head.
"Dis is gonna suck." At least her leg had a surge protector in it. This meant that it would not be effected by what she was going to do. And with her powers at nearly 80%, the shock should not kill her, right? Just effect the implants. "Yeah, dis is gonna suck. You all might wanna stand back."
With a sigh, Alisa looked into one of the cameras recording all of this. This could be her last chance to say something.
"Alistaire Shaw, if you are watchin' dis freak show... know dat one idiot in dis own world actually fell in love wit' you. An' Ryan Grimm... stay awesome. You're a good guy an' deserve to be happy no matter what. Oh, an' Arcade... when I recover, you bets be lookin' over your damn shoulder, because I am going to KILL you for what you made me do. Not a t'reat, a promise."
She thrust the scepter into the power supply, effectively electrocuting herself. The lights in the room would flicker and the elevator doors would open during all of this. She held on to the metal pole for as long as she could, until the neurological implants burnt out.
Finally, she let go, and was sent nearly halfway across the room. Alisa fell to the floor hard, with a sickening thud. Her eyes were wide open and she was breathing. That was a good sign, right? She just was not moving too much.
Her actions prevented Arcade from regaining control of her, but they also did something else. They showed the "elevator" was actually an exit to Murder World! On the other side of those doors was a seaside dock. Francis made a run for it, while the heroes remained inside with Alisa.
"It's a real exit! It's real!" Francis spoke with such joy. "We're free!"
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Alisa grabbed the scepter from Francis, who was in shock, still. With her eyes narrowed, she walked over to the power supply of the elevator and shook her head.
"Dis is gonna suck." At least her leg had a surge protector in it. This meant that it would not be effected by what she was going to do. And with her powers at nearly 80%, the shock should not kill her, right? Just effect the implants. "Yeah, dis is gonna suck. You all might wanna stand back."
With a sigh, Alisa looked into one of the cameras recording all of this. This could be her last chance to say something.
"Alistaire Shaw, if you are watchin' dis freak show... know dat one idiot in dis own world actually fell in love wit' you. An' Ryan Grimm... stay awesome. You're a good guy an' deserve to be happy no matter what. Oh, an' Arcade... when I recover, you bets be lookin' over your damn shoulder, because I am going to KILL you for what you made me do. Not a t'reat, a promise."
She thrust the scepter into the power supply, effectively electrocuting herself. The lights in the room would flicker and the elevator doors would open during all of this. She held on to the metal pole for as long as she could, until the neurological implants burnt out.
Finally, she let go, and was sent nearly halfway across the room. Alisa fell to the floor hard, with a sickening thud. Her eyes were wide open and she was breathing. That was a good sign, right? She just was not moving too much.
Her actions prevented Arcade from regaining control of her, but they also did something else. They showed the "elevator" was actually an exit to Murder World! On the other side of those doors was a seaside dock. Francis made a run for it, while the heroes remained inside with Alisa.
"It's a real exit! It's real!" Francis spoke with such joy. "We're free!"