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Sylent Nyte rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 8
Total: 17 (2-20)
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 Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 11:03 am
Leto was getting ready to just say ******** it and take flight and pummel the Queen with fists instead of random items, when she was struck by the power of Gyrocompass. Suddenly instead of moving forward, her wings flared behind her, her legs were moving her in every direction but forwards and she was suddenly incredibly dizzy. In her stumbling she fell to her knees and no matter how hard she tried to fight the nausea, she heaved and vomited right there in the middle of the fray of battle. Luckily enough as she fell to the ground the arrows that she shot into the crowd sailed over her head, allowing Leto to avoid the second attack. She groaned rather loudly, between the burn on her abdomen, the lump on the back of her head, and now the extreme dizziness and nausea... Leto was having a rough time. HP: 17
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Sunshine Alouette rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 11:07 am
Ganymede was closer to Themiscyra than she was to Valhalla, but seeing as she and Valhalla had been on their way to rejoin Themiscyra when they had separated only moments ago, Valhalla easily remained in her line of sight. She meant to keep an eye on him, to watch in case he should need her help, because though she trusted him to know what he was doing, to fight when necessary, and to look after himself in the midst of this fiasco, she didn't trust that others wouldn't somehow overwhelm him. It was a constant worry, a fear she kept to herself, and lived in her darkest dreams.
So when Valhalla's shade used the chain attached to it's mockery of a gyrocompass to surround Valhalla's neck, Ganymede saw. She halted in her efforts to help free Themiscyra from the villainy of her shade, but Ganymede did not know which way in which to move. She stood frozen—a clichéd moment, paralyzed by fear.
She dared not turn and leave Themiscyra on her own again, yet neither could she leave Valhalla to fend for himself. But she was not close enough to make a suitable effort of pulling the clone away from him, nor did she trust her aim when she was so shaky and exhausted. Ganymede didn't have much left in her; therefore, she saw few other choices.
“Searing Passion!” she said. She was still within a reasonable distance for the attack to take effect on Valhalla's shade, but this was her second use, and it was a tiring one. She did not use it twice often, and wouldn't have done so now had need not driven her to do it.
She didn't regret it, but Ganymede felt its impact as soon as it hit. She was quickly running out of steam. With the second use of her magic she felt all but the last of her energy draining out of her.
She was tired—so tired. When would all of this finally end?HP: 17 – 15 = 2 (Though Ganymede is capable of using her Eternal attack twice if absolutely necessary, the second attempt is extremely draining. Thus, for the sake of keeping things realistic, I've deducted her attack roll from her HP as well!)
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Quicksilver the Archangel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 11:19 am
Serpentine would normally have scowled whenever his first whip strike seemed to have little effect... but the creature was being assaulted at every turn with every type of attack imaginable. A n** to the back was one of a dozen bee stings - each deadly on its own, but when combined a barrage of pain that was indistinguishable in origination.
Being behind the Eclipse Queen spared him from the two magical attacks that she launched in front of her. He once again lashed out with the whip.
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Sleet Tempest Snape rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 9
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 11:46 am
A glance to the rather eager knight had the General summoning his weapon once more. Again he offered the bladed weapon to the knight and found himself rolling his eyes. Someone was eager like a child was over getting a new toy. He might have, under other circumstances, pointed out that if the knight changed sides he would have a weapon all his own - rather then some useless toy. But considering the situation and how important this matter was he refrained from doing so, later he could try - another night. Tonight was not the place nor the time to attempt and convert anyone.
With the weapon offered he found himself staring at the queen, distrust and hesitation in his eyes. He did not like the look of those silver rings she had summoned. "Aim for the center of mass. I wish to see her blood on my weapon." And not just grazing shots taken, he would have to aim better as well. While he waited for the spear to be taken he felt something, something sharp, slice through his flesh. His coat and cape bore matching slices only they didn't not bleed as he did. Arrows...? He saw more of them and cursed mentally. This Queen obviously had several tricks up her sleeve - and he was not liking a single one of them.
HP: (49-5 hit with the arrows) 44/50
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Kaefaux rolled 6 10-sided dice:
5, 3, 4, 10, 8, 3
Total: 33 (6-60)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 11:48 am
Metis wasn't really able to keep her smile away when Oberon introduced himself, and though she'd certainly returned the favor with a brief grin.... the fact the boy was soon claiming he was blind left her with a slightly lifted brow. Had the attack really been so strong, to cause him this much distress? Though when he started to say life was no longer worth living, she couldn't keep herself from prickling a little, cheeks flushing with color. "You must have a very limited imagination if you can't picture life without sight," she chided softly, though the point was pretty quickly moot. The poor kid was getting hit with things left and right.
And her bristling only continued when the even stronger Negaverse agent came towards them. Assumptions... Metis kept her mouth shut. Their exchange was... strange? Again, more pulling together against a common foe. Not addressed by the General, she made no vocal commentary when Sessrumnir took the offered weapon. Even if she was scowling a little at how the other man spoke of the 'ones with wings.' "Go for the gold," she offered to Sessrumnir before turning to Oberon when the knight ushered him over.
A flare of energy, a stronger power signature, and Metis looked up. More wings. Briefly, a smile crossed her face. She could make out Iris going towards the queen. Hoping to calm Oberon down a tad, she offered, "With the way everyone is working together, things will be over soon-- Oberon!" Her words were cut short when the child darted forward. After his own Shade. Then arrows began to fall around her. Yelping, she tried to cover ********* with her arms, hoping to keep the guardian from getting hit by the sharp points. She winced as the sharp tips sliced through the fabric of her gloves, still trying to move forward towards the boy. When he cried out, she assumed it was the clone. Or the damned arrows. "Oberon, get down," she ordered. Intent on using her magic on his clone... she hadn't been wagering on the boy literally going down. Or herself, for that matter. But vertigo hit. Big time. And the Super Senshi went down to her knees. Ok, so... that thing she said, about things ending soon. Could that happen? Stat?
Metis HP: 40
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If the Page wrestling on the ground with her Shade had any concept of just how lucky she was, she'd be on an ego trip large enough to span at least a few light years. Arrows scattered to the ground around the two fighting females, and though none hit Themiscyra herself, she couldn't help but wonder if the few extra winces from her clone where because something beyond her fists were hitting her. But her attention was riveted to her clone, one hand clutching the one that was trying to grab at her throat, the other trying to block an incoming strike to her face. The clone was straddling her, the Page's legs kicking as she tried to grapple for leverage and get the b***h off of her.
Her grip on the other's fist slipped, and in second Themiscyra was trying to blink past stars whirling through her vision. The Shade's fist had hit home all right, slamming into her temple and setting off sparks in her eyes. That was gonna leave a mark. Her head still swirling from the impact--rather than the magic everyone else seemed to be getting hit with--it wasn't too cool to see her Shade pulling back for another swing.
--...only for that Shade to get knocked off her by a ******** tree branch. Themiscyra stared, more than a little bewildered, as Ganymede stood there with the branch. "s**t, thanks," she laughed, voice high with adrenaline and a touch of pain. Scrambling to her feet, it took her a breath to regain herself before she noticed she wasn't the only one dealing with issues. Valhalla was under attack... and the girl just used magic, right? Her eyes flickered between the Shade, Valhalla and his strangling Shade, and Ganymede. "Go help Boy Scout over there! I'm fine! He's stronger than I am, so his doppelganger's gonna be a bigger b***h. Help him." Taking a longer pause, noticing how it took her Shade a little to get back to her own feet--guess the hit by the branch did a bit of a number on her, good--Themiscyra took a longer look at Ganymede. "s**t... girlie, you alright?" Not the best time to be asking, and probably redundant. She'd already seen the beating Ganymede's own Shade had dished her.
Themiscyra HP: 40
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Boredom was either going to be the death of him, or drive him to his death. It was a basic lesson in life Devlin was just starting to comprehend. He'd been sitting at home, bored out of his skull, when the energy hit. The aura. The sense. Yeah it'd taken him a while to decide that, yes, he was bored enough to give a crap. Curious enough to take a peek.
Didn't mean Loke was any more prepped to spot a hell of a lot of fighting and disorder down at the damn lake when he finally got there.
For a moment he just... watched. No one was attacking him. No one he really recognized stood out to him. Oh he noticed a few power signatures saying they were of his court, but Loke was hardly the most... social of the Dark Moon. Strangers to him, he only watched the scene in morbid curiosity. He didn't see a particular blonde, butt-winged boy. Pale eyes switched away from those garbed similarly to him, taking in the sights around him.
Sputtering curses, the boy moved his a**, wincing as he felt various bites and impacts from... arrows? The <********>? The mini blasts certainly helped to move him into the fray. A few nice rips in his uniform greeted his wary eyes... before his vision swam. Now what... Loke stumbled, his feet knocked out from under himself as his whole world seemed to go for a loop. When he finally managed to lift rather blurry, shifting eyes, he was met with a rather... odd sight. A pale colored senshi (Varuna) was on her knees not far from him. A grayed out figure that looked just like her was going after her. She'd been struck by the same arrows he'd just suffered. "Ah ********> Cussing loudly, he moved forward. Kinda hard to not do s**t when he was just a few ******** feet away.
Loke HP: 35
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Sleet Tempest Snape rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 11:59 am
That light in her hand, the silver rings, didn't look good. Perhaps though that was just the idea that bright lights, magic, being wielded by an evil queen was a bad thing in general - yes, that was likely the issue. This was also his first big fight so everything happening was bad to him, on the general basis of this being a fight.
It was as he took a step that he felt...off. It wasn't noticeable really but just enough that he felt a sense of vertigo. Stopping and standing in place he glanced around, wondering if anyone else had felt it - and it seemed others had. He was going to do something, find some way to attack that queen but before he could something was slicing through the air and through cloth and flesh. Right across his already wounded shoulder. Hissing as he jerked away, as if that would help, he turned green eyes onto the queen and then let loose with his own attack.
Chaldene's HP: (33-5 hit by the arrow) 28/40
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Guine rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 12:29 pm
”I know where to aim,” the squire of Jupiter snapped back at the General, taking the pole back into his hands. The first time he’d thrown it he was still just getting used to the weapon. Now that he knew its weight and how it moved through the air, it would be easier. Or at least he hoped. There was still the strange, dizzying sensation to deal with, but once he was able to take in a deep breath and get sick, he drew back the spear and once again, with a few steps forward for momentum, hurled the spear at the Queen.
“s**t,” he breathed, knowing his aim had been off, fighting against the strange nausea that was distracting him and the onslaught of arrows that rained down. He needed more energy, more power. He had been lucky in that he hadn’t been too injured as of yet, and needed to use that to his advantage. For everyone’s advantage.
“Once more,” he demanded, turning to the negaverse General with a defiant, hard look in his eyes. And as he did so… as he looked over the field of those getting hurt, those fighting their clones, the cries of pain and agony as they were hit by the arrows and vertigo… something happened.
A strange glow radiated from the symbols of Jupiter on his uniform, and before he realized, or even cared what had happened, Sessrumnir had gained not only some better armor, but a stronger weapon of his own. The chain of the stormglass felt warm in his hand, as if reminding him that he had his own power with which to fight.
He was now a Knight… and with one last glance back at Metis and Oberon, and a nod of thanks towards the General, he took off towards the Queen.
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Destiny City rolled 3 6-sided dice:
6, 4, 4
Total: 14 (3-18)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 1:35 pm
Once again, shades moved to attack those that looked the least damaged, the ones that were continually assaulting their Queen, because those were the ones that most needed to die.
One charged the newly-minted Knight, [Sessrumnir] snarling out the incantation for Eternal Tsui's attack. "Glorious White Tiger!" It yelled, an effort to eliminate this new and stronger threat before it got to the Queen. He had already dared attack her with that spear, and now he was stronger? That could not be allowed.
Guine Power description: Eternal Sailor Attack: Glorious White Tiger. The energy that SailorTsui’s been collecting not only envelops her fists, but has migrated to her legs as well, and her charge is even more ferocious than ever. She starts her assault with a powerful lunge forward, adding momentum to her strike, followed by her signature Tiger Fist motion, striking downward in an X motion and knocking the enemy back even further if she is able to connect, and she uses the last bit of her energy to leap backwards to add further distance between them. Like her Super attack, she is able to aim at specific limbs and can physically stun the limb, preventing the opponent from using that limb for ten seconds. She puts absolutely everything into the attack, hoping to incapacitate or greatly weaken the enemy as she will be completely drained of power and left vulnerable for ten seconds after the blow. *Knocks enemy back by 4 feet *Chance to physically stun enemy for 10 seconds *Can attack twice per battle
Quicksilver the Archangel Power description: Snow Slip! — Snow suddenly materializes six inches beneath the feet of its target in a five foot radius, pushing them up and off solid ground. Suddenly, the snow rolls out from under them, potentially causing them to fall if they are not fast on their feet. Kind of like being dropped onto a quickly moving treadmill!
Sleet Tempest Snape Power description: Speaking the name of the attack with her hand above her tiara, orbs of various colors flow out of the sapphire eye, slowly condensing into one large white orb which she then flings at a single target. Once the orb vanishes into the target, they would find themselves bombarded with unintelligible, jumbled, and all around random visions of... the future? The visions in their head would come in such a rapid succession that focusing on the present could be quite difficult, though not necessarily impossible. The visions last for 10 seconds. Note for Y'all Quote the Destiny City mule to interact with these guys! You don't need to roll to attack them, just beat on them for a bit~
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Ryuthulhu rolled 4 10-sided dice:
10, 7, 1, 1
Total: 19 (4-40)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 1:50 pm
((Rolling for Realgar (35 hp)) first two dice, and Hara Berezaiti ((24 hp)) second two dice.))
((Realgar rolls a 10 for his next attack and gets hit by an arrow for 5 damage.))
((Hara rolls full damage and his hit for 5 damage by an arrow.))
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Ryuthulhu rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 1:55 pm
((rolling for Realgar attack: going to consolidate rp post))
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Ryuthulhu rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 1:57 pm
Realgar: HP:30:
Hit by both of the Fairie queen's recent around of attacks, you might think Realgar regretted his double barreled barrage of rude from earlier, but honestly...
... No he didn't regret it one bit. The arrow hurt, but he laughed out loud when it hit, an harsh, humorless sound as his feet slid backward on the bank of the lake from the concussive blow, stooping to pick up the rock he felt his heel grind against and hurling as hard as he could at the Fairy Queen.
"YOU TALK BIG FOR SOMEONE WHO FIGHTS SO SHITTY!" He called back across the water, though he doubted she could hear him, or if she did, that she would care. ((9 damage))
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Hara Berezaiti HP: 19: Was not feeling half so much bravado, tears openly rolling down her face. She had been missed by he magic of the compass, but the concussive burst of the arrow made her burns from the gray rainbow hurt more, and knocked her down, grinding muck onto her uniform. She was sobbing as she pulled herself back up, giving an almost halfhearted strike to the nearest shade, too hurt and her drive too low to do much, though she tried desperately to find the energy to rally, much as she was now hoping for an excuse, any excuse, to retreat. For someone to tell her it was ok, she could take to the side lines. She needed to hear it from someone else, too proud and brittle to take the advice from herself.
((3 damage to shade.))
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 2:03 pm
Serpentine: 46/50 (-4 from Snow Slip) His efforts had finally caught someone's attention, though it was not that of the Queen! No, instead he found himself under attack from a familiar magic and an additional Shade. He had been a lieutenant when last he had seen this snow appearing beneath his feet; now, he understood them too well to take a chance. He leapt back before the snow slipped away, but he was too tired from previously having teleported to fully escape. He landed a bit harder than he would have wanted, a hissing breath escaping his clenched teeth as he now lashed the whip out towards the troublesome shade. Little annoyances had to be dealt with before the large target.
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baby_gwing rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 5
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 2:32 pm
((Rolling - will edit outcome with action post to follow))
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baby_gwing rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 2:33 pm
Picking himself up, Amethyst started towards Falias' direction, intent on joining the Page when the sudden onset of vertigo assaulted his senses, causing him to stumble as if he was acutely drunk, one of his hands rising to rub at his temples as the other stretched out to rest on an adjacent tree trunk for support. What in the... was this a result of the Shade Queen's magic?
He closed his eyes to help focus his own thoughts. Tried as he might, he couldn't quite recall hitting his head since he jumped into the fray of battle which could only mean that this particular disorientating sensation couldn't be attributed to that. Very very slowly, he pressed on as best as he could, his hands grabbing onto anything that was within reach so that he could keep his head as still as possible to prevent the dizzying sensation from worsening. He felt something pierce his shoulder and winced, his body stumbling back from the impact it made thereby sending him in a direct collision path with another shade fairy.
HP: 25/50
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