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 Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:01 pm
When the phoenix landed, Hephaistos had taken cover. He had no intent of trying to fight that thing up close where it could snap him up in a single bite. He was also busy being sick after having just killed a man.
When he finally came too he noticed the body was missing in its place a much smaller Youma like the larger. At the same time the world blurred and everything seemed to slow down. Why did he have a desire to defend it? Why did he feel like the death of one boy meant nothing to him now?
All of this rolled through his mind when suddenly a blast of purple flame knocked him flat on his a**.
In death Unobtainiumucles had obtained true power. While Hephaistos was confused and coming to terms with the darkness in his heart.
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and be blue rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:01 pm
He must have been even more muddled than he realized. All at once Ilmenite forgot who he was, his goal, why he was throwing himself at some Senshi. He forgot what had happened to his hands, instead being turned toward a remarkable focus of purpose. Again, dark eyes turned skyward, and this time when they landed on the monster, he recognized it for exactly that. Creature of darkness.
His father would have been proud by the zeal with with Ilmenite stumbled for a piece of crumbled building, a stone that he flung with full force up at the creature.
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Demy-Stardust rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:02 pm
Scheelite's storming path came to a halt as the Black Phoenix sang her song. The blonde stopped in his tracks, acid eyes focused straight on the great bird.
Then suddenly it was over, and just like that the dark fog of the Negaverse lifted and he could see the world clearly again. What the hell was he DOING? He was covered in blood...he had killed at least two today. This wasn't him! He was Demetri Wright, a kid who should be at home...or at -school-. Anywhere but the middle of a bloody battlefield with some raging beast flying over head.
The darkness had stolen from him. Stolen his life, stolen his morals, stolen...everything. That Phoenix stood for everything the darkness believed in.
It....it had to be taken down. For the good of the Earth. The -real- good, and not the misguided 'good' the Negaverse wanted him to believe in. Scheelite held his guitar a moment longer, eying the flaming object that the Phoenix itself had blessed.
"...Tanz...I'm...I'm sorry."
And then he flung it as hard as he could at the giant youma.
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kalindara rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:02 pm
Something strange was going on. Hiro paused in stalking down a senshi, turning his eye up to the giant black phoenix in the sky. He felt like it had just done something... Done something... really strange...
Hiro shook himself all over. No, now wasn't the time for being distracted. He couldn't waste time wondering what new attack the youma was throwing out. He had to destroy it before it could strike again!
Back arched, he growled loudly. That youma... it would destroy the city. It would hurt innocent people. It had to be stopped. And even if Hiro was just a tiny kitty, he was a tiger at heart. He had to try!
He waited until the black phoenix made another swooping pass over the battlefield. The star on his head began to glow. Brighter and brighter still, til a beam of blinding light shot up at the passing youma.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:03 pm
This one was cocky.
The phoenix, his darling phoenix sang it's amazing song, but Themis couldn't let himself be distracted now. No, as long as she kept this one busy, she couldn't hurt it !
A part of the somewhat-corrupted senshi had apparently missed the memo.
It was a distraction, though, and Bellatrix hit right on the mark. Themis stumbled back, but then looked at her, eyes full of fury.
"You hit like a girl." He spat, and then ran toward her, graping a length of metal pipe from the ground. Whatever was happening to his mind, he definitively wasn't playing around.
He flung it at her as distraction, as he reached to kick her right into a nearby wall.
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Sleet Tempest Snape rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:04 pm
Kizakinite hadn't been going to get involved in this battle. It didn't feel right. Fighting Tanzanite felt all too wrong. And those senshi...he was still nervous over whoever those Black Moon Court senshi could be, and he didn't care to mix it up with one of them. He did not have a death wish.
Watching what had once been Tanzanite attack, or was it, he was suddenly overwhelmed by a suddenly very foreign feeling. The normal depression that weighed on him lifted and the anger and loathing he felt for his father vanished, replaced with a sadness for what a person had become. Those negative feelings changed and altered themselves.
It was very disconcerting and left the poor albino feeling very panicked. That panic though morphed in to a need to attack Tanzanite, to protect everyone.
It was that driving force, and it was odd for anything to drive him so, which had him lifting up a chunk of cement and hurling it toward the dragon.
((Attacking Tanzanite))
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Lilwolfpard rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:04 pm
Like lifting a veil from her eyes, Lyra's memory was suddenly back...
But the corruption remained. A smile forming on her mouth, she watched as Scheelite was attempting to hurt the bird.
No.. Not the bird. She loved the bird, wanted to take the bird home with her. Somehow it would fit in her apartment, right? Yeah... maybe a talon.
She wondered it it was trained to sit.
Leaping out, with a "NO!" Lyra lept into the air a moment after he did, and grabbed the object to stop it from reaching the beloved tanz-a-bird. Only to be Zapped by the guitars OTHER ability.
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Marushii rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:04 pm
Sailor Merope wasn't aware of the fact that the dark phoenix had eaten his skateboard. The boy had already forgotten about it as he turned his attention onto the battle that surged about him, ducking as a negaverser swung at him. Merope lunged forward and away from the agent, his eyes trying to frantically look for fellow teammates. Were his Pleiades here? Stop it, he thought to himself. He couldn't rely on his teammates to show up where ever he did, and it didn't seem that he would have an opportunity to call them.
But something else could.
The Black Phoenix's song made the Senshi of Rogue Waves stop in his tracks, eyes wide as the three low notes resonated in his chest. He shivered, nearly stumbling as the vibrations against his inner starseed ceased.
When he looked up again, the phoenix... He sucked in a breath. There was a beauty in its darkness, a new light in the destruction that it left behind. It was all he needed. Merope didn't need to see the stars at night to remember, to remind himself that even though the night was made of darkness hope could still shine bright in the form of stars. Merope didn't need the Pleiades. He had the phoenix.
With renewed vigor, Sailor Merope ran towards Formerly But At The Same Time Totally Corrupted Sailor Hel. "Wave fist!" He shouted, intending to interrupt Sailor Hel's attack against his Dark Phoenix.
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kalindara rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:09 pm
The newly corrupted (or so she thought) Birhan finally stopped her crying as her heart hardened. What was she mourning for? Stupid civilians, who'd done nothing but tease her for being weird and not fitting in? Her adopted family, who spied on her and tried to control her every move? Other senshi? Screw them if they wanted to keep fighting for peace and love and fairytale princesses who were never going to show up.
Her hands weren't clean. Why should it matter if she went further into the darkness? What was a bit more blood when her hands were already red?
This phoenix... let it destroy the entire city. One nest of corruption and useless human wastes of space down.
She glared when a blond guy turned and attack the phoenix. She wouldn't let him. Kizakinite made to throw something up at the giant youma. Birhan quickly moved to intercept. She threw a kick at the Negaverse Lt's head. She hoped it would throw off his aim and cause him to miss.
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Marsh the Sex Panda rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:09 pm
"OH I WILL!" Zanazziite struck out again and again, but each time her antler missed, and she just quite couldn't get her nails deep enough into the girl's flesh. When her hair was pulled again the bluenette screamed, feeling hairs tear from her scalp. Thankfully it was a giant clump, but that would come soon enough if she couldn't get Scylla off.
She winced as she was struck, again as she was called a b***h. No one had called her a b***h before, at least not to her face. The senshi's accusing words made her angry. "She is NOT a monster! She is anything but, she has feelings, and cares about things. She's not killing anyone" Which was true enough for the moment.
She didn't have time to continue to defend the Negaverse because the dragon was crooning, and doing her voodoo magic. Next thing she knew she was being dropped to the ground, and a warmth was growing inside of her. What....What was happening?
She felt the warmth grow, and she felt like she was nine again, when her parents would still put aside time for her. She remembered when they would go to the zoo, and she would tell them all about the animals. She was so....hopeful then. When had she lost that?
Standing slowly she looked to Scylla. Why were they fighting? They shouldn't be fighting, they should be working together. They had to work together for the good of Earth, they couldn't let themselves poison the planet with pointless wars.
Her gaze was drawn upward and she stared at the dragon. She was beautiful still, but she wasn't right. She wasn't a real animal, like the ones Zanazziite loved so much. This dragon was an abomination, a twisted version of what it should be. She had to stop it.
Reaching down, Scylla momentarily forgotten, she grabbed the nearest chunk of rubble and threw it as hard as she could towards the dragon. She had to save her, by killing her.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:09 pm
Alkaid had opened her mouth to retort, to show Nemesis how ridiculous those words were when she still owed Alkaid everything she was.
Then a wave of energy overtook the battlefield and Alkaid's bright amber eyes searched for the source, finding it in the perched phoenix.
At first she was simply confused, unable to understand what had just happened. She felt something stirring in the depths of her heart, a strange sensation of purity. Her anger, her resentment, all of the dark things that festered in the depths of her starseed were gone, if only briefly.
She turned her eyes out to the battlefield, to the comrades and ex-comrades - who was who, anymore? Where did her allegiance belong? Did the senshi hold a place for her among their ranks even after everything she'd done, would the negaverse turn their backs on her for this sudden awakening?
What had happened?
She dropped her eyes to the ground but, unexpectedly, caught sight of the blood that coated the front of her fuku and stained her pale leggings. All at once tears welled up in her eyes. She reached out with her hands to grip the fabric, curling her fingers in it and trying to make sense of what she'd just done. She'd killed two senshi, they had died by her hands.
She suddenly collapsed, falling to her knees, and stared up in utter confusion at the black phoenix that rested so confidently atop a building in the distance. What had Tanzanite done? Not just now, but ever? What had Alkaid become? She owed so much to that dark figure in the distance but the guilt inside her heart was consuming and confusing - it felt like her starseed might collapse after all of the torture it had endured.
Her heart was hurting, her starseed was hurting, and so much of it she could point a finger and blame Tanzanite for. But how did she attack someone, something, that had been the only one to pull her up out of the darkness? She had given her purpose again. This sudden one-eighty left her as confused and broken as she had been before Tanzanite first took her hand and led her into battle with confidence.
Where did she belong?
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:10 pm
(( ATTACKING TANZ ))
For a moment her whole reality seemed to shift, one minute she was about to stab a Senshi in the back, and the next she realized what was wrong with everything, with herself and the negaverse. The hole in her chest seemed to change, a light glow of white breaking into the black and red as something took hold in her.
Turning away from the two fighting in front of her she looked up towards Tanzanite, the true source of all this chaos. Hefting the spike she had been given by the same person she was about to strike she let it fly...
Just as Merope decided to attack. Suddenly the spike was gone; flying to strike the dragons hide. Meanwhile Hel dived to the side as a helpless attack shot by. "No! You don't get it! Your defending the wrong side now! Attack her we have to stop this! Everything is wrong!" With out even thinking she held out her hand, the spear returning to her grasp.
So this was what it was like to be a negaverse agent? It did have its perks.
With that she rushed towards Merope taking a leap into the air, Spike held high to bring down at Merope's chest. Cliche attack? Yes. If it hit? Best. s**t. Ever.
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:11 pm
Themis might not have been playing but Bellatrix was. She just so happened to play rough.
"Duh, I am a girl." She retorted, pleased though that she had at least managed to land a blow. But now he was coming at her. She eyed the metal pipe critically, and reacted instantly once it was thrown, dodging it by mere inches. The distraction worked, and next thing she knew~
She was smack up against a wall. The wind was knocked out of her, and she coughed a bit as she slid down to the ground, where she sat for a moment until she regained her breath.
"Not bad," There was a smirk on her face again. Even though hitting the wall had hurt, and her lungs still wanted for air....there was a part of her deep inside that was making itself know. And that part of her loved this.
Bellatrix got to her feet and charged at him. She feinted a punch to the gut and instead jumped over him...and her hand sought that ponytail.
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Akina Tokuwa rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:11 pm
Sailor Ares had spent most of the fight running from fire, diving out of the way of attacks, and simply try to find reason in what had happened. She had been so close to eliminating key players in the Negaverse ranks. Instead, the Blood Moon Court had killed two lieutenant and one captain -- and then brought out the ire of the entire Negaverse squarely on their shoulders.
General-King Marthozite was dead, and Ares was the one, she believed, who had done it.
But with his death, Tanzanite had been given life. This troubled the Senshi of Smoke. Why couldn't they both die? Or, better yet, why couldn't the entire Negaverse collectively go lie down in front of a speeding train? Ares wanted to win. Ares wanted to fight. She railed against the Negaverse because they were her enemies now, but there was a time in her life when she had been as driven by Chaos as they were.
When the dragon sang her enchanting song, Ares spiraled back to that place. She blinked hard. It was as if the ground beneath her had shaken. Corruption sang in her veins like a drug, and she let it wash over her. Yes, this was what she remembered. This was who she was. Ares was a junkie who had been clean for centuries -- only to have the alluring toxin of power and darkness swirling in her bloodstream once again.
Her eyes rolled upward in a wave of euphoria. When at last her mind cleared, she narrowed her eyes at Lt. Zanazzite. "You will NOT touch that Great Youma!" Her torch was raised high into the air. The senshi cartwheeled over to the purple-haired girl.
"How about you try that against me instead?" she said, swinging to strike the Nega in the throat with her torch.
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Miliardo Kason rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 7:11 pm
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