General Jet HP: 89/100 Damage: 9 + 4 + 3 = 16 Updating orders + attacking youma legs
There were so many youma that Jet was at a loss for what to do, other than trying to survive and get Aquamarine out so he could… do something about him being a youma.
He would find a Princess. He would bring Aquamarine to that Princess, convince her to purify him, and then he would kill that Princess and bring non-youma Aquamarine back to the Negaverse to be corrupted again.
Yes, that was bound to work.
He tried not to cringe too harshly when the creature that was one Aquamarine kept rasping out his name. Jet didn’t know what he could do for him, other than just keep him from getting pulled away by the stampede of youma going for the starseed that was pulled out.
“Aqua, I’ll figure something out,” he tried to reassure him, and then heard some noise from his communicator.
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"Um... General Jet -- General, I don't know if Captain Bloodstone or anyone else told you, but I don't think we'll have any luck removing the scales ourselves. Captain Bloodstone said they turn dull. But the youma released some in self defense, and... I think these ones are okay. Whatever properties they have seem intact."
Roselite? Well, at least someone was still trying to stick with the mission. He looked around for where Lieutenant Roselite was, since he couldn’t recall what Captain Bloodstone looked like, and saw him still over with General Benitoite.
“Thanks for the information. Let’s put that to good use,” he said, speaking into the communicator to just Roselite for the moment, before switching it to communicate with everyone. But first he needed to get out of the way of the crazed youma that were still stampeding through, and with Aquamarine and Arles’ help, managed to navigate up onto a larger boulder near the wall.
“This is General Jet. Everyone, our mission was to collect the scales. The youma should release them if provoked. Keep attacking the youma, grab the scales, and stop pulling out starseeds!! Keep an eye on our agents that turned into youma. We’ll get everyone out that we can.”
He took a deep breath and nodded to Aquamarine, and since he’d given the order to do it, he figured he might as well practice what he preached.
Jet summoned his weapon and lunged towards the youma, doing his best to avoid the other youma around them. He swung the blade down hard to try and take off some more of the youma’s legs, if only to made it feel like it needed to defend itself.
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UPDATED ORDERS FOR EVERYONE VIA COMMUNICATOR
TL;DR - Fight, Collect, Stop trying to kill everyone for the love of Metallia...
HP: 89 Damage: 1d10+4, hits assumed. Special: Can command youma, but it only works on certain youma. Roll 1d10; If a General's roll is an odd number, the youma will obey them. Quote Strickenized when this happens.
Damage: 8
Well, Quetzalcoatl was not ripping her face off, so Titanite wheezed out, "Good Snake-bird" as she shifted to reposition herself. Other Negaverse agents were attacking the cliffs, and as she looked around the area... Maybe there was yet going to be time to try and lure the youma under the cliff? There were swirling waters that seemed to be making it slower, she couldn't see from her position, and-
Titanite was trying to use her brain, for once.
Then someone pulled out a starseed, and everything went to s**t.
The blue-haired woman went diving out of the way as youma seemed to pop out of everywhere and nowhere all at once, throwing themselves towards whichever corrupt had paid NO ATTENTION to ANY of the pamphlets, and the General's multi-lingual cursing likely went unheard and unappreciated by everyone, everything, so on and so forth. It didn't stop her from taking damage from the crush of youma bodies, and-
This is General Jet. Everyone, our mission was to collect the scales. The youma should release them if provoked. Keep attacking the youma, grab the scales, and stop pulling out starseeds!! Keep an eye on our agents that turned into youma. We’ll get everyone out that we can.
Well. She could, at least, try and take advantage of the distraction to continue to punch the Big a** Youma, because until she saw a better opening she may as well stay in her lane, and smack it until more scales popped out of the youma for others to collect.
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General Lopezite HP: 79 Damage: 3 +4 = 7 (Lopezite is attacking again with his sword and looking for scales as per Jet's message; he is not happy with the cliff or the youma swarm)
Lavendulan’s sudden arrival might have startled Lopezite if he wasn’t so absolutely relieved to have someone he knew he could rely on near him.
“Lav,” he greeted; Jet’s message had just rung loud and clear on his communicator and he felt like he could breathe a bit knowing that there was at least some consistent plan he could follow from one of the leaders. Maybe there had been other messages, maybe he’d missed them in the chaos of everything. He swung his sword at the great youma once more, doing his best to avoid damage from it and the other youma.
“Are you okay?” he asked, because he didn’t think he’d need to confirm that he was on the same page as her.
His eyes darted to the cliff again and it was growing more difficult to ignore it or the dangers it posed them. He had quickly lost faith that the team attacking it had a plan, and the onslaught of bad decisions was quickly raising his stress level.
But Lavendulan was here, so he wasn’t going to lose his Captain, at least.
And she had a good plan; she seemed to be excelling in this environment, and he was just keeping up.
If she was capable of doing more damage to this youma while he gathered scales, he could work with that. He drew back just slightly to scan the ground, looking for the sparkle of any more scales that they could actually use.
“What are they doing over there?” he added, speaking a bit louder to make sure she heard him over the commotion.
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Corrupt Eternal Kamacite HP: 89/100 Picking up a scale and being miserable
Kamacite sobbed quietly as he huddled on the ground, although somehow he managed to find a spot that wasn’t trampled by too many youma. It was right behind a big rock so he could sit and wallow about his friends being youma. Even if Cymophane made a very cute youma. He didn’t even care that Cymophane got his claws stuck in the fabric of his clothes.
And he knew he needed to get up and do something, but what they really needed to do was retreat. They needed to call it quits, grab what they could, and get out.
But how? There were too many youma. The spider youma that they used to climb up the cliff were surely distracted by the starseed. There was no way they could make it out of there alive with so many youma swarming like they were. Once they devoured the Senshi that took out their starseed, they would turn on the rest of them.
Except for those who had been turned into youma, apparently. Because they were now youma. And would probably live in the Rift. And not have a YouTube channel that needed editing, which meant Kamacite was out of a job, and a home, and he would just end up having to live in Negaspace or something.
One of the scales had fallen on the ground nearby, and since it wasn’t yet trampled by the youma, he reached out to pick it up.
All of their efforts were for these scales? But why? He could feel the magic, but he had no idea what they did. If they turned people into youma, he wanted no part of it. He hated the Rift, and he definitely didn’t want to live there.
Well, maybe it wouldn't be too horrible if living there meant being with Faustite and Cymophane.
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Captain Bloodstone HP: 64/75 Damage: 7 + 3 = 10 Picking up more scales and attacking the youma
Bloodstone picked up a few more scales as he listened to Roselite’s reply, and then kept himself away from as many of the stampeding youma as he could, although he was still jostled about and annoyed by the fact that so many were attacking a bunch of rocks instead of the youma they were supposed to be collecting scales from.
He slipped them all into his pocket and took his pick to swing at the youma again, after catching up with it, of course. It seemed to be too distracted by the starseed at the moment.
That was fine by him. Someone else could sacrifice themselves for the sake of the mission. As soon as he could get his sights on Roselite and Carnallite, he wasn’t against having them leave with him. The whole place was going to collapse at this rate.
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Lieutenant Reidite HP: 39/50 Damage: 6 + 2 + 3 = 11 Picking up scales and taking Cymophane with him to find somewhere safe, damnit!
Still very angry, and now able to see properly. Reidite resummoned his stupid little weapon back into his hand, and hurled it at the youma, all the while cursing in Russian because he could.
And then he was going over to the cat-youma that was Cymophane, or used to be Cymophane, and hoisted him up to toss over his shoulder, because if they were going to survive, then they probably needed to take better cover than lying pathetically on the ground like Cymophane’s friend.
Sure, he heard the order to keep attacking so they could collect more scales, so he begrudgingly leaned down to scoop up some of the scales that had landed nearby and hadn’t been crushed underfoot, and looked around for somewhere to take Cymophane to safety.
Yes, perfect, her brilliant plan was working. There was a lot of angry shouting, and Xenia was pretty sure that several people were very unhappy with her, but if it got them out of here with the scales they needed? Xenia figured that her plan was basically foolproof.
Even if the force of the monster knocked her to her knees, and she had to scramble to get her starseed back in her chest where it belonged. There were some people still attacking the cliff--she watched one shirtless Senshi pull an absolutely insane video-game-parkour maneuver, and she whistled loudly to express her appreciation--and others making the very wise cohice to run.
She had maybe, slightly, perhaps not considered the fact that her starseed would attract the attention of wayy more than just Big Chungus over there.
Whoops.
But it was okay. She totally had a plan.
With her starseed safely re-stowed, she started running, ducking away from the shadow of the cliff and out of the immediate line of attack. Youma weren't always very smart--hopefully they wouldn't realize that their snack was out of reach. Still, as she ran, she shouted "Ask Nicely!", and a lavender bubble bloomed around her. A little extra insurance, to protect herself.
Amazonite might have continued trying to bring the cliff down, since getting in some broad-area hits on the largest number of youma possible had become very much the priority, but Jet's new orders crackeld over the communicator.
Make the youma defend itself. Recover its scales.
She nodded to the Senshi that had joined her. "Stay up here. Be careful. Try to bring it down once there's more youma beneath it; that'll help cover our exit. But if you're ever at risk? Get the hell out of the way. The missions not worth your life."
As for herself?
She grinned, viciously.
And launched herself off the cliffside, plunging down to attack the youma below with as much force as she could manage. Claws bared, snarling like the dragon she had become, Amazonite aimed to crash onto the creature's back and cause as much damage as she could.
Scale carefully pocketed in her pants pocket, Leifite turned her attention to the horde of youma fighting their way towards the selfsame senshi who'd taunted them with her starseed. There was little she could do herself, but she'd at least make herself an obstacle for at least some of them.
This was all going swimmingly.
A giant lion with a scorpion tail landed next to her then bounded away in equal stride, and Leifite screeched in shock. Oh gods this was going to hell at this point. Bloodstone and Aquamarine started shouting new orders (well, the latter did, anyway) and there some commotion that General Jet had become a youma?!
She could annoy the youma enough to get it to chuck more scales at them though. Leifite could do that.
"OI! UGLY! LOOK A TARGET!!!" She shouted, flinging her arms around and trying to look as obvious as possible.
He'd never sensed something so delicious before. Haymitch noticed that Xenia had taunted with her starseed, but there'd been so many youma between him and it that he hadn't been able to make headway towards her. He found a nice large rock though and leapt off of it, half scaring an agent half to death with his landing. Surprising, given he wasn't a very large kitten, but maybe she was just freaking out in general.
The starseed though... It was like when he'd sense unawakened senshi or when senshi were ready to gain more power, except so much more. Maybe it was because Xenia had waved her starseed in the air among all the chaos, but he just really.... really wanted to lick it. Was that weird? That probably was weird, but to be fair! He didn't know what starseeds tasted like, and maybe it was a good idea! Maybe not in the middle of a battle, though. Or maybe it was.
He bounded through the crowd, landing a passing swipe on the greater youma in the process and followed as Xenia started to run.
Mmmm a hunt...
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Hi a scaled lion with a scorpion tail is starting to chase Xenia, he may have a tiny little hat that may or may not look like Haymitch's
Felt strange for them to pass through him, not quite like pain, but the feeling had a tint of doom to it. Queasiness. So many youma, so little heed paid to him. The faceless thing chuckled, dissolved away into lines of fire that traipsed over rocky path. They wended between one another, whimsical, skirted legs and claws and hooves as he traveled the battlefield as living fire. Easy to arc over one youma, under the next — easy to traverse their hellish battlefield without worry of physical harm.
Heard Jet on the crackling communicator of a dead Lieutenant. Shame, that one, but Faustite formed a burning arch over her before continuing down the path. Toward higher ground, he decided. To the west.
He would find Jet. Better he knows what happened to the commander, send everyone on their way with a slightly better tactical maneuver while Faustite had wit and whim enough to help. He'd have thought the unending hunger for starseeds would've gotten him by now, but he hadn't even felt Xenia pull her starseed the way the rest of the Rift had. Curious — maybe that youmability took time and finesse to develop. Maybe becoming youma bestowed nothing in particular until he spent his time and learned from other, greater things. There would be time to contemplate all that later; he had infinite time, now that he shed the last of his human side.
There was a familiar flash of orange along the way — twisted his heartstrings, that, though he wasn't sure why he still had them. Flame double helixed around Kamacite, no warmer to the touch than Faustite's natural heat, though it took care not to touch him.
"Oh, my friend," he crooned, disembodied voice filled with the crackespark of flame. "Get up. Go. Hate to be the one to eat you." The fire paused in its slow swirl, as if evaluating him, before departing.
And there was Jet, crouched over something like a zombie. Reforming into the vaguest context of a man, the lower half of his face could still smile. "Jet," the words griddlecooked over the din. "Heard your message." Must've been Aquamarine; the two were ever in each other's company. He was glad, he decided — glad to be free of his humanity, to be free of command. No one had to listen; he only needed to live this austere life. Gladdened to be distant from Jet's role of the responsible one, the prepared one, the rising star who had every expectation to meet.
"She made a problem, didn't she." Flame-wrapped hand clad in eschar pointed toward the failing cliffside. Saw Albite there, nearly laughed for how that idiot fared better than him. "Call the retreat. Agents on the outside, senshi on the inside. We —" chuffed as he looked at Aqua "— some of us can pull up the rear. Be the buffer between you and them."
Super Corrupt Miyamoto Hp: 75/75 Damage: 5 x 3 = 15. I think.
He really had not been doing so well with this whole damn mess, reduced to throwing damn rocks at the youma. He really hoped whenever he got stronger his magic would be a bit more useful in situations like this. However useless he figured his magic would be the super senshi decided he might as well try it. From where he was trying to avoid the multituide of youma converging on them, thanks to whomever had lured them here, he took a bow and unleashed a bit of his magic on the giant youma in the hopes of it doing something - anything. It seemed they needed the scales and he was hoping to get one...somehow or other.
"Winters loneliness"
It was really starting to not feel safe - like it might be a good time to run. But he didn't know where to go or what to do. He just didn't like all the youma around, he felt unsafe. So he did start backing away as far as he could.
(Lame a** post. Someone please interact with this a** of mine. I'm lost af at this point.)
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Sailor Scout Attack: Sweeping Loneliness With this attack Miyamoto gives a sweeping gesture with his hand, either one will do, and while nothing is seen those within a four foot range (in front of him only) will suddenly feel lonely, as if they are the only person alive even if there are people all around them. They will feel small and alone in the world. This feeling will last for twenty seconds before fading away. Can be used three times in battle.
Super Sailor Scout Attack: Winters loneliness Similar to the first in that Miyamoto makes a sweeping gesture only this time there is a cold bite to the air around those affected by his magic. This coldness goes along with the lonely feeling and seems to make the person(s) feel even more alone and in need of something warm...be it a blanket or a person. Just something to not feel like this. This will last for twenty five seconds and has a five foot range. Can be used twice in battle.
Why weren't they running when they had finally gotten the scales that they wanted? Was no one paying attention? Or perhaps she was the only one who wanted to get out of this awful place.
They should have left as soon as the other Youma had started their approach. How many scales did they all need anyway? Clearly not as many as it appeared to be giving out.
She threw another rock in the general direction of the creature, but was still hit herself.
And one of her arms was now out of commission. Damn this whole mission!
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General Arsenopyrite HP: 89/100 Damage: 6
While Ödön had sounded the alarm it was too late. They were surrounded and there was nothing they could do to stop from being attacked. "Ödön get the hell out of here!" He said, finally sending the Youma away. It appeared to hesitate for a moment, but then it finally started to fly silently away.
Arseno could only feel a small bit of relief. Ödön would get out of here safely, but the Agents were another story. They were now surrounded here, whether they liked it or not, and they weren't able to just teleport back to Earth if they wanted to.
They better have a damn good explanation on why these scales were so important when they got out of here!
There was an order over her communicator, and it broke Lilith out of her frightened stupor. She inhaled sharply, and spun, charging at the monster.
"Kelpie's Lure!" She declared, again wreathing herself in her magic, as her fist slammed against its side. No need to hesitate. Just hit, and hit, and hit, and they could begin to weaken the thing and get it to retaliate by spreading more of its scales. That was what they needed.
And once that was done, once the scales were collected, they could get the hell uot of here, hopefully with no one else left behind. Not the idiot girl who'd pulled her own starseed; not the poor bastards who seemed to be turning into youma. Whatever else Lilith did, she wanted it to be known that she showed up, and she fought.
Kelpie's Lure
Lilith speaks the name of her attack and gestures at herself. She appears soaking wet and her footsteps sound like hoofbeats for the duration of the attack. For the next 30 seconds, anyone who makes any kind of direct physical contact with Lilith will feel, for the remaining duration of the attack, as if they are drowning. It is possible to struggle and as they are not actually drowning no real damage is done and it is impossible to actually die from it. Lilith can use this attack three times per battle.
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More magic was slung among the slew of strikes, and the youma reared up for another shimmering blast of scales. They arced high once more, agitating the pterodactyl- and crow-esque youma that circled the bloodshot sky. The scales rained back down, dusting a handful of weaker youma, embedding in the narrow paths, and striking only a handful of scattered Negaverse personnel.
The paths teemed with writhing masses of youma, clotted with their ravening pursuit of Xenia's starseed. But once it winked away, back into her chest, they were left without their goal. Left among a forty-strong group of humans.
These agents and senshi were stranded in a din of wails, cries, shrieks, howls, and caws, with a handful coming from some of their own people. The clutter on the latticed paths made any sort of movement difficult, and further choked any possibility of escape. With no further distraction, the youma spread, and bore down on any who contained a starseed. So strong was their frenzy that most would not heed command.
Even youma like Quetzacoatl and Gemini turned on their betters, with Quetzacoatl hissing at Titanite, and Gemini pulling itself back together from Albite's assault to return the favor.
The Negaverse's options were dwindling -- they had only the cliffside and their wits to negotiate against a veritable flood of youma. Handfuls of agents collected handfuls of scales, which remained aglow so long as they plucked them from the ground. These smart few were their one guarantee of a successful mission.
Even their target found movement difficult, as it constantly crawled over or body-checked the youma that obstructed it. Handfuls of the creatures rained down from the path, only to face a fate like Xero's. And when a youma retaliated against it, be it Viridian or Valeria or Cymophane, it was ever caught unawares, and howled out its pained surprise.
Cliffside HP: 38/100 (-5) Notes: Is, thus far, still not a youma. And also ready to splat something with extreme prejudice.
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Taenite may be dismayed to find that draining the scales yielded no viable energy. Whatever their mechanism, they must have exercised their effects on minuscule amounts of energy.
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Youma Whim HP: 7978/10,000 (-513) Notes: The youma seems sluggish and slowed down, though not necessarily because of Fulgurite's attack. It grows more and more reluctant to move its head and claws.
Reidite, Ransomite, Arsenopyrite, Thorite, Amazonite, Nagyagite, Cleeia and Titanite take 21 damage each. The scale has embedded in your character. Please check your PMs for further instructions.
All characters continue to take 11 damage from the Infinite Youma Swarm. If your character has 0 HP as a result, please write them as fainted. If a player character does not take responsibility for their welfare by the end of the event, please assume that an unnamed NPC brought them to safety at the Citadel.
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The tracking team figured out the target. This means members of the Tracking team get a permanent damage bonus (+3) due to familiarity with the terrain and the monster. They may also forfeit a damage roll per round to look for weaknesses / make deductions.
Please refer to the combat mechanics in this post if you have any questions! Please note that commanding a youma will not work on the boss. Please assume that your character has recovered in full and has all instances of limited-use magic.
For corrupted senshi: If your character has attack magic, roll as normal, multiply by 10. This youma cannot be instantly dusted by senshi magic.
For half youma, attack abilities receive (+3 / +5 / +7) depending on rank.
For all other types of abilities, or for attacking the cliff, please contact me!
