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 Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:19 pm
Themis shook his head. He felt like he was going to hurl. Something was sweeping inside of him. Something dark.
What was happening.
"Im not..." He managed. "Im not okay. Get away from me !"
What ?
"Get away from me, I... I don't know what im going to do..."
He winced. "It hurts..."
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LadyNozomi rolled 2 20-sided dice:
12, 6
Total: 18 (2-40)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:21 pm
This must be what war felt like. Perseus had been in her fair share of battles, but none of them had ever been quite like this. It was what happened to kids who started playing war and then grew up to be in one, and it was terrible. Nothing that they did seem to phase the beast at all. Jumping down from her ladder (which was now no longer as warm as it once was) Perseus once again took stock of the situation. Finding a sharp metal scrap, she once again chucked it as hard as she could at the beast in the sky.
Looking up of course, just in time to see the barage of spikes raining down from the sky "Oh Shi-" The sailor dove for cover as quickly as she could, hoping to avoid impalement.
Not quickly enough, however. The sharp end of an errant spike caught her as she dove, piercing into her side. Perseus cried out in pain, and then cried out once more as she felt a similar pain rip through her heart. Her starseed? What was going on? With a white gloved hand, the girl clutched her chest. "Whats happening? It hurts..." Blindly she stumbled forward, still partially impaled by a dragon spike.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:21 pm
-The flying girl had landed a good hit before Juno had succumb to her hysteria. Which had probably made it seem all the more weird that she'd been cackling like a fool.
Her hands fisted, glaring at the flying girl through gritted teeth.- "You should not fight your own teammates."
-Teammate.. is that what she was? She couldn't think clearly.. all she could feel was the heat and the darkness.-
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:21 pm
Requiem was pierced in the leg with a spike that had fallen from the Black Phoenix. And then suddenly, a feeling took over her. It felt horrifying, sickening. Something overwhelmingly and undeniably evil seemed to have consumed her very soul. Had she just been...corrupted? Corrupted just like the corrupted Senshi beside her?
"What the ******** did you do to me?" she hissed. Her voice was filled with venom. She wasn't sure what had happened, but she had a strong feeling that the corrupted Senshi had something to do with it. "I said, what the ******** did you do to me?" She hissed again without hesitation and lunged towards Alkaid, ready to tackle her and tear at her long, blonde dreadlocked hair.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:23 pm
Zanazziite didn't manage to make it to Bellatrix, instead she was stopped by a hand yanking her hair back. The Lieutenant screamed, stumbling back. "Let go!" She began to thrash in Scylla's grip, but stopped when that resulted in more pulling of her hair.
Dropping one of her antlers she reached up with her hand, wrapping her hand around the senshi's wrist. She attempted to dig her nails into the soft skin on the underneath of her wrist, but it was difficult from that angle. She really didn't want to rip her head away from the girl's grip, she liked her hair in her scalp, thank you very much.
Twisting and turning her body while trying to keep her head still she lashed out with her other hand, trying to hit Scylla with an antler.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:23 pm
"......."
Scheelite just stared. Stopped and -stared- at the broken mess of a Senshi that had once been his nemesis.
"...You're Sailor Lyra, and I'm Captain Scheelite. Lyra we -know- each other, we fight each other, now get the <******** up so I can fight you!"
On some level, her seemingly not knowing who he was bothered him more than anything else. REALLY? They had fought for that long and now she was going to pretend she just didn't know him?
Well <******** that.
"Get the hell up Lyra."
This time he grabbed her with his hands, rather than prodding at her with the flaming guitar. He did his best to try to haul her to her feet and snap some damn sense back into her.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:24 pm
The death of a Negaverse agent on the battlefield rattled through the Black Phoenix as surely as a bone had broken in her chest. She let out a bellow of rage, sending two plumes of fire upward into the night sky. Hel was still on her back, going along for the ride.
The Black Phoenix landed on the ground beside Lt. Unobtaniumucles. She bowed her head toward him, touching the tip of her nose to his forehead. Purple flames incased his body, growing brighter and brighter.
When they cleared, there was no boy lying dead on the ground. There was a mini-phoenix there instead, eyes glimmering a dull pink. Lt. Unobtainiumucles might be dead, but his starseed would survive on in the shape of this normal youma. The Black Phoenix gave him a long stare.
He knew what time it was.
Time to destroy.
Hel would find herself suddenly holding a feather in her hands. The Great Youma shook its head, sliding her on to the ground. She covered Hel with one of her wings for an instant, and then took off back into the air.
The tiny corrupted senshi was now holding a glowing purple spike: her weapon.
For the next two rounds, Corrupted Senshi Hel would also be Lt. Hel -- a hybrid class!
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:25 pm
Bellatrix's brow furrowed, obviously confused. The spikes....they must have had some sort of effect. And just how many senshi had been hit by them? This could be good for the Negaverse, and the Youma, but bad for Destiny City...
"C'mon, you've been through worse~" She tried to sound cheery. She didn't know just what effect the spike was having on him besides hurting... She didn't know what was happening in his mind...though she wondered. If he was simply hurt, he wouldn't have told her to go away. Well, Bellatrix wasn't going anywhere.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:27 pm
...Teammate ?
Yeah, b***h was crazy. At least as far as Fluorite was concerned. But at least she felt like she would be of no more issue.
"Stop trying to hit the phoenix, then. Protect her !" And then the flying lieutenant flew off.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:30 pm
Even as the liquid filled Unobtainiumucles mouth, even as he took his last gurgling breath. Hephaistos could not look at him. His eyes were clenched shut as he tried not to think about what he was doing. As he tried not to remember his face, his stupid shouting. He was the bad guy, he was the reason people were being hurt. It was his fault, all of them.
Stumbling away he dared a single glance at the burned face that was once Unobtainiumucles before he promptly stumbled away throwing up his dinner from earlier that night.
So Hehpaistos was now a killer.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:30 pm
"DONT TOUCH ME, ILL CRY RAPE." She growled at the captain whom man handled her, tears started to stream down her face, both from pain and confusion. "I cant be Lyra! The name doesnt ring a bell."
"...And the hell is a SHEE light. Lights have genders now?" She looked at the negaverser, he DID glow... maybe he was female?
Did the captain have boobs strapped down?
She just narrowed her eyes. "I dont KNOW you."
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:30 pm
Alkaid's first reaction to Requiem's accusation was to simply blink. If she blinked enough, maybe what she was saying would make sense. But no, she yelled even more furiously at Alkaid and was managing to throw herself forward even with that long spike jutting out of her leg.
As she rushed forward, Alkaid brought up one leg and kicked hard at the spike, aiming to send pain jolting through her leg and stop her from being able to tackle Alkaid at all.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:33 pm
"No, Bellatrix, I- AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH."
It was too late. Themis had fought his mental fight against the darkness of the spike.
But Themis had lost.
He screamed for what seemed like forever, and then he felt silent. He stopped, just as suddenly as he had began.
Super Sailor Themis no longer saw himself as white, but black. Black all over, black coat, black bodice, black everything. He saw himself with a hole in his chest, saw something tiny and blue rest in his hand.
His starseed.
To Bellatrix and everyone else, however, he was just the same as he always had been. He worked himself to his feet, mindful of the starseed only he saw, returning it to the hole in his chest in a movement that would make no sense to anyone watching.
He looked at Bellatrix, but there was no recognizion in his eyes. To him, she was just a senshi. A senshi that needed to be destroyed.
He slid into battle stance, wordlessly.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:33 pm
"Are you KIDDING ME? Lyra I'm -gay- you god damn idiot, rape wouldn't even make SENSE. AND ITS SKEE-LITE. -SKEE-. NOT SHE."
Yes, a whole year and a half (give or take a bit of time) later and he was still mispronouncing his own name.
"You don't seem to know ANYTHING at the moment now do you? What, did you hit your damn head too hard or did the flawed morals you follow finally explode that brain of yours?"
Growling in frustration Scheelite tossed Lyra back to the ground and started to storm off.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:35 pm
Requiem screamed. No, she shrieked a high pitch shrill cry as she collapsed to the ground. Alkaid had pushed the spike deeper into her leg with a strong kick, causing the Senshi of Burial to topple over to the ground in tears of torturing pain. Her leg began bleeding profusely as she stared at her enemy from the ground.
"You rotten c**t," she gasped. She tried to pick herself up, but failed to again. It wasn't her arms this time, it was the damned leg. She couldn't stand, she couldn't move. She was down, and a vulnerable target. She whimpered, even more unsure than before whether this night would be her last.
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