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 Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 7:03 am
One step… Another… The stupid nutcracker things were relentless. Cybele couldn’t run from them forever, though she was tempted to try. She really wasn’t disgusted by the youmas’ forms. Breaking a few decorations was better than beating up an animal any day. Of course, she was too busy to notice the squirrel youma also nearby, but she did see a senshi with long, dark hair ( Athene) trying to help her out. He succeeded denting one of the youma, making the two smaller nutcrackers and three weird Santa-things chase him. The larger youma was still chasing Cybele. Yay. She had mostly recovered from the punch by then, enough to sprint away from the slow youma at least and catch her breath. She did so. There were so many people around, and even more awful Christmas monsters. The aura radar in her head was going crazy. She could only hope nobody from the negaverse decided to crash their little party. All around people were focused on crushing their respective ornaments as quickly as possible, no time to talk, but a blonde senshi ( Ganymede) who was near her seemed to be trying to reason with his. When that failed, he calmly turned away! So what if it looked like Jesus? It obviously wasn’t. He was helping out someone, but still! “Fighting evil isn’t sacrilege,” she pointed out a bit harshly. “And… Ugg! Get off of me!” Her pursuer had caught up with her quicker than she would have liked and almost hugged her. Inside its nutcracker mouth, its teeth were sharp and that could have been bad. Well, it seemed like she wasn’t supposed to be telling people what to do at the moment. She couldn't even stick around to see if her advice was taken. She quickly kicked the nutcracker in the leg and ran again, this time back towards the senshi that had tried to help her out. “Sorry!” She said as she reached him. She really hadn’t been running for that long, but there were so many youma around and some of them seemed pretty strong. And running didn’t really help anything… So she was feeling kind of guilty. “How are we supposed to kill these?” she asked, attempting to punch one of the Santas.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 7:26 pm
Varuna was too distracted by the tiny ornament clinging to the ruffles of her skirt to realize that she was being approached by even more youma... and a senshi!
Not just any senshi, though. Plum eyes, wide with surprise and fear locked onto Tsui’s figure as she ran in to help. She practically threw herself into Tsui’s arms and proceeded to try and climb up her shoulders, but seeing as her silly dress and boots made it difficult to scale people, she had to settle with cinching her arms around Tsui’s neck, and lifting her feet off the ground.
It didn’t even occur to her that she might have bad balance, or a loose disk in her back! That would be horrible because then they might both end up in the small crowd of youma at their -- at Tsui’s feet. She didn’t even care if the tiny, fuzzy squirrel with its equally adorable pinecone was still gnawing away at her fuku, as long as she was off the ground somehow!
But it wasn’t like she was going to be totally helpless! She did take notice of the youma coming up behind them and called over Tsui’s shoulder, “Snow slip!” all the while hoping that, as the sudden rush of snow covered the ground in the direction she’d aimed, that there were no other senshi in the way! Oops!Snow Slip — Snow suddenly materializes six inches beneath the feet of Varuna's opponent, pushing them up and off solid ground. With a quick movement of her hand, the snow rolls out from under them, potentially causing them to fall if they are not fast on their feet. When the snow materializes, it's only within a five foot radius, making an attack on multiple opponents rather difficult, unless they are standing close to each other, or in the path of the moving snow. Once down in the snow, the opponent will find out that it really is snow! And quite cold and wet, and even when the magic snow disappears, they will still be soaked. Varuna has the ability to choose which way the snow moves, giving her the slight advantage of surprise, but the attack itself goes only about the speed of a fast treadmill and only lasts about ten seconds — just enough time to cause someone to fall and/or push them away from herself or others. It can only be used three times, a fourth being her final limit. If she causes the snow to roll towards her, Varuna is just as likely to get caught up in it. The attack range is about twenty feet for its center.ChibiGingi That’s perfectly fine with me! 8D;
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Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2013 7:57 pm
The herald angels may have sung, but the wee angel youma screeched whenever Ganymede began to try and pry it loose. Pasiphae bit back her cries as she aided her fellow Jovian in getting the little hell spawn in false wings. Through their combined efforts it came away, fists filled with thick, black hair but little else. She wasted no time in swatting it to the ground and crunching one of its wings off. She had always been a fan of angels... but this? This was ridiculous! "Apparently not," she answered to his rhetorical question. "And... thank you," she panted towards the Lust Senshi, gulping in lungfuls of cold air that burned as it went down. She looked up now to favor him with a smile, but that instantly soured when she saw the drooling... baby... thing he had recently gotten away from. "Can I give you a hand with yours?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 12:23 am
Despite landing on its target, the kick only dented the youma Nutcracker – oh and served to anger it enough to have it switch targets from the mint green-haired senshi (Cybele) to himself with the other of the smaller youma quickly following suit following its companion in charging towards the dark-haired Super Senshi of beads. The largest of the three nutcracker things seemed to still relentless chasing the mint-haired senshi, still it was mission accomplished – sort of, although it still left him stuck with the two youma. Kicking at the first of the two youma again, Athene tried to keep an eye on the second one – those things had sharp looking teeth which the dark-haired senshi wasn’t particularly keen in having remotely near him. He was briefly distracted as a familiar-looking senshi garbed mostly in black, white and silver sprinted past “Happy Christmas to you too.” Had that been Tsui? He thought he’d seen wings. He was knocked out of his thoughts quite literally as a bauble crashed into his boots. Crap – he’d forgotten about the santa-hatted ones. Athene was relieved when he heard a nearby voice – looked like he wasn’t stuck having to deal with the two nutcrackers and three santas on his own. It was the mint green-haired senshi who had been running from the larger of the nutcracker things earlier. She had punched one of the santas knocking it down, but another had started swinging its ornaments at her. “I guess we need to find some way to break them” he said in answer to her question as he kicked at the santa-hatted youma that had hit his boot. Hopefully youma ornaments shouldn’t be that much harder to break than the non youma equivalent. The santa had chosen that moment that Athene tried to kick at it to launch itself at the dark-haired senshi, however it somehow ended up managing to get itself tangled in the darker of the two jade sashes that seemed to act as the dark-haired senshi’s equivalent to a butt bow.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 11:55 am
Tsui didn't mind playing the role of the hero- after all, fighting and standing her ground were really all she was good for these days, she felt. So she felt her ego begin to swell at the sight of Varuna's relief to see her, as well as her willingness to accept her aid. What she wasn't prepared for was for the Senshi of Avalanches to, literally, clamor on top of her and rest on her shoulders, and it was no small feat that Tsui was able to keep her balance throughout all of this, even as she stomped and kicked at the tiny army of ornament youma beneath her. The proud Senshi of Tigers was barely standing five feet tall, five foot one if she were on her tiptoes, but there was something to be said about the enhanced strength from being an Eternal that Tsui could hold up both Varuna and continue to combat the enemy. The only complaint Tsui had from her friend's actions was a simple huff, stomping and stomping and not once noticing Frosty's revenge sneaking up behind her. "Stay still- won't do us any good if I slip and fall on my butt!" Varuna shouted a familiar phrase, and Tsui had tried to turn her head to see what she was attacking- was something coming up from behind?! She spun around, raising her fists to defend herself and almost forgetting that there was someone on her shoulders and tiny youma at her feet for a moment. Thankfully, she had managed to allow Varuna's strike to push the angered Frosty back, but in her twist, she had sent some of the attack spewing elsewhere, like a sprinkler in the summer, throwing others in harm's way without ever realizing it until it was too late. Tsui cursed, hoping no one would have noticed her mistake, even as a few of the youmas had managed to begin scaling her fuzzy boots and making their way up her legs and skirt. "Drats!" It wasn't until she felt the stingy of their tiny glass ornaments that she realized she allowed a few to sneak on her, and it took much effort to not throw off Varuna as she hopped and stomped about, using one hand to swat away at the enemy scaling her and the other to grab onto Varuna in hopes of keeping her steady. What an awkward situation this was, but Tsui was trying to roll with the punches. "Get offa me, stupid little ornaments! You don't want to make me mad!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 5:11 pm
Angel youma finally taken care of, Ganymede allowed his attention to stray for a moment as another senshi (Cybele) streaked passed, calling out to him—or so he assumed—as she did so.
“Thanks for the tip, sweetie!” he called back cheerfully, with just the barest trace of sarcasm veiled beneath good humor and nonchalance. “I’ll be sure to file it away with all the others I never bothered to listen to!”
He grinned widely, not in the least put off, though that, of course, could change very quickly depending on the outcome of the battle. So far he didn’t think things were too horrible. Sure, the fact that Christmas ornaments had somehow become youma-fied was kind of morbid, and the fact that he was even here having to deal with this was a little annoying when he would much rather be snuggled up somewhere warm, preferably with his boyfriend, though any of his other friends were work, too, honestly. Even still, he’d seen worse battles. Much, much worse.
Elysion, the Surrounding, the Ambush—compared to all that, this was child’s play.
“Gosh, can you believe that senshi? She clearly doesn’t know me at all. Christ, I'm terrible. One day I'll grow up, I swear,” he said, turning back to Pasiphae and the nuisance that was youma baby Jesus, who hadn’t attacked again but who toddled around aimlessly, drooling and gurgling and making disturbing faces at people when he happened to get their attention.
“What to do, what to do?” Ganymede wondered, lifting a hand to cup his gloved palm against the side of his face as he pondered the predicament, tapping his cheek with the tip of his index finger. “This is so awkward for me. It’d probably be pretty wrong to try using my attack on it, you think? And, I mean, look at it. When you think about what some of the others have looked like, he’s really sort of cute.”
Youma baby Jesus continued to toddle closer, flailing its arms in a rather ineffective show of intimidation.
Not nearly as troubling as the sleigh and attached reindeer that suddenly came hurtling right for them, with a demented looking Santa sparkling in lights, screeching "Ho ho ho!" from the back.Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2013 8:58 pm
Sutai was enjoying herself in the winter snow, bouncing here and there and everywhere, spreading joy and Christmas cheer. Currently she was building a snow-cat out in the middle of the drifts of white. She was humming Christmas carols and daydreaming of Christmas things - sugarplum and all that. Heck, she looked like she belonged in a winter themed pageant by the way the Page of Polaris was dressed. Everything seemed to be going well until Sutai peeked around her snow-cat (which looked mysteriously like Pippin) to survey her work. That's when she saw them. Three Wise Youma, and they were staring right at her, toothy grins and all. A shriek cut through the cold air as Sutai went tearing through the snow, nearly sideswiping Pomona in the process. The Page tripped and plastered herself in the nearest drift, bubble skirt and legs flailing about in a sea of white. "HMMFJHJHDFFFF!" Holy Blasphemy (( I have asked Holy and she gave me permission to post in here. <3 ))
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 7:18 pm
A shriek caught Pomona’s attention, and she glanced over her should in time to see a blur of poofy blue barreling towards her. Although he doubtlessly could look after himself, the redhead’s cat-lover’s instinct had her reaching down and grabbing Pravoski, pulling out of Sutai’s path as the page stumbled by.
“ Soooo…” Pomona eyed the familiar legs now sticking out of a snow drift. “ Merry Christmas? You come to join the party too?”
Spying three figures approaching from behind, Pomona carefully put the kitty back on the ground before holding a hand out at them.
“ Stop!”
… and the three youmas actually stopped dead in there tracks. Pomona stood stern for a moment, glaring at them, until something suddenly occurred to her. She snorted, then shook her head and gave in to her laughter, managing to choker out:
“ Hammer time!”
The three youmas looked at each other in confusion, and while conferring on what the heck “hampster tiem” was - for Wise Men, they weren't too bright - when they each were whacked in the head with bits of red fruit. Before they could get out one word of protest, the fruits rudely exploded into puffs of gas that had them coughing and running into each other, which in turn had Pomona laughing even harder.
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 12:29 pm
When Sutai managed to dislodge herself from the snow drift, she'd decided she didn't like youmas, and she didn't like running from them, and she really didn't like them ruining Christmas. Patting some leftover snow from the crown of her head, the dark-skinned Page shuddered. "Brr! I really do not like this, not at all. No indeed." Turning around, she squeaked when she saw the the Youma Wise Men and darted behind Pomona. Even if they were coughing and sneezing and Pomona was laughing hysterically, they were still youma! And Sutai had hardly any weapons to defeat them! Aside from her telescope. "Oh my, Miss Pomona! Can you... grenade them to death please? That would be wonderful, thank you so very much. Oh, and a Merry Christmas to you as well, Miss Pomona." tittered the Page who was currently attempting to hide herself in the Super Senshi's cascading butt bow. It wasn't working, color clashing aside. Sutai sighed. "Today was supposed to be nice! I was building a snow-cat of Pippin and it was lovely and then this happened!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 12:49 pm
Pravoski was so out of his comfort zone here. With all the things going on around him, he didn't know which way to go. Thankfully he didn't have to decide and Pomona swooped him up and out of harms way.
"Ohei, thanks, Lady."
Pravoski wasn't really a cat of action. Or words, for that matter. Duty was a funny thing to him too. Just what was his duty? As far as he was concerned, his duty was to survival. What did he have to do to survive? Well, there was that one time with Regulus...
What was the word...up..grade...? upgrade? Oh yes, he could do that! He could give someone more power... But who was ready for that power? He knew it should of come naturally to him to know...or something like that, but he really was a bit out of touch with his guardian self...
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 1:26 pm
Varuna was determined not to fall off and end up in the midsts of the nasty little ornaments. She had enough trouble trying to see where they were, and would have even more trouble breaking them underfoot. But she did do as requested and once she was perched comfortably on Tsui’s shoulder, a hand petting at the Senshi of Tiger’s hair in what she hoped was a comforting manner.
She was doing such a good job that Varuna didn’t want to distract her by, like... getting attacked by youma as well! Although, she did realize that it might be a little more difficult than it should be with her on her shoulder like she was.
So, rather than hopping down and helping out, Varuna waved her hand to hopefully get someone else’s attention to come to their aid. She just... didn’t want these little creatures crawling up the ruffles of her skirt, okay? Or get stuck in her hair!
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 10:23 am
Today was officially not Persephone's day. She nodded to the red-Baird Senshi (Pomona) and took off after a lone plastic reindeer. She could handle that!
"Get over here, you!" She shouted, as threateningly as she could manage. "I'll beat you back to the North Pole!" Oh yeah, that sounded tough. Brilliant witty banter!
Unfortunately for her, once she was as on her own as she was gonna get with so many Senshi around, she learned something. Her quarry had friends. She found herself surrounded by five plastic Reindeer, with a very menacing Santa Claus approaching. "Oh holy crap," she muttered.
And then she snapped out a foot, kicking one of the reindeer in the nose, because there was a grand total of one option here: turn them into holiday cheer dust!
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 12:08 pm
Stomp stomp stomp stomp. Tsui had never been one for breaking ornaments and lived in fear of every breaking another at her house, not after the fit her mother threw when she was little. But today was different. Today, she tried to use her pent up rage on the little buggers, all those Christmases spent looking at stupid little ornaments that her mother and sister refused to let her near after one incident and just going to town with it. All the while, keeping Varuna safe and as steady as possible, though the stroking to her hair was a tad bit distracting (though Tsui wasn't going to tell her to stop, mind you). It wasn't long before the Tiger Senshi managed to smite the bulk of them, and now, she found herself chasing after the few stragglers, the few wise enough to realize their own folly but too slow and weak to stop the Senshi's assault. Only when the last one had fallen did Tsui feel a sense of pleasure, and one would have sworn that she was a kaiju, straight out of a Godzilla movie, by the way she laughed at the destruction around her. Cracked bodies of youma laid in the snow at her feet, bits of pieces still clinging to her fuzzy boots and hooks hanging off her skirt. She glanced up as much as she could to look at her passenger, not seeing any sign of injury but concerned, nevertheless. "How you doing up there? Everything okay?" Now would have been a good time to politely ask her to get off, but her ears caught a familiar sound, and she turned suddenly, tightening her grip on Varuna so that she wouldn't throw her friend off. Was that... " Sutai?" Yes, her ears had not deceived her, not unless it was in cahoots with her eyes, as she spotted the page, close to Pomona and what she assumed was a guardian cat. What on earth was she doing here? What if she found her present? Speaking of, where was the present? What did it matter?! There was a Three Wise Man youma charging towards them! Tsui immediately tried to run over to help Sutai and the others, almost forgetting about Varuna all together though that wasn't what knocked her off or sent Tsui collapsing to the ground. Something wrapped around her foot and gave a pull, and Tsui had just enough time to look back and see the gaudy and festive garland that now tried to snake its way around her legs. "s**t! Varuna, go help Sutai and the others- I'll take care of this one!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 6:11 pm
Was… was another powered person asking for her to protect them? Why, yes, Sutai was actually asking Pomona to protect her, and not just in a “I-can’t-quite-handle-it-myself-and-you’re-handy” way, but in a “I-think-you’re-stronger-and-more-capable-than-me” way. That was enough to draw Pomona out of her laughter, and she flailed slightly as the idea sunk home.
“ Erm-” Without really thinking about it, Pomona walked forward and did an ungainly twirl, and ugly though it was, it succeeded in taking out two of the Three Wise Guys. “ There?”
Regaining her footing, she gave a wobbly bow to Sutai and the guardian kitty.
“ Ta da!”
The Third Not-So-Wise Man took that as his cue and latched onto Pomona’s leg, digging tiny plastic fingers into her calf.
“ Ow! Gerrof me you little plastic midget!
And of course that was when she noticed Persephone’s problem. Shoving on Stupid’s head, trying to dislodge it, Pomona gestured from Sutai to Persephone.
“ Help her please?”
Pomona shook her leg and growled and the clingy midget growled back. She began what looked like a strange dance as she moved in Persephone's direction, alternating between hobbling, shaking her leg, and beating on the ornament's head. She finally smashed it to pieces on the side of a slide with a gazebo with a triumphant cry of," Bah humbug!"
Crouched down from brushing youma dust off her leg, she glanced over at Pravoski.
" Happy down there, or want a ride?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 6:33 pm
Sailor Varuna let out a huff of indignation at Tsui's request for her to help the others. She was kind of busy not getting gnawed on by tiny Christmas ornaments, and would like to keep her clothing in-tact so she wouldn't end up looking like Tsui or Kallichore once she earned her magical butt-wings like they had. It didn't seem as though all Eternal senshi looked as roughed up as they did, so something must have happened in their time as a not-Eternal senshi.
Despite her desire to remain perched on Tsui's shoulder, she did as she was asked and hopped off. Her landing could have been more graceful, but when everyone fighting youma, she was sure they didn't notice her stumble. But how the heck was she supposed to help them when there were so many obnoxious little creatures?? Certainly they weren't expecting her to crush them underfoot! There was no way she would be able to get them all. Nonetheless, the others needed help, and holding out her hands, she called upon her magic once more.
"Snow slip!" she called, watching as snow rose up from the ground and rushed towards those Tsui had pointed out needing help. Sutai and the others, or whatever... It wasn't like her attack could do much damage, unless someone was klutzy enough to slip and smash their nose into the new layer of snow! This way, the vermin ornaments were at least washed away temporarily and/or covered by the cold!
Yeah, okay... so she'd sent an attack at those on her side, but they were all reasonable people, right? If they'd had a sled, they would be thanking her and enjoying themselves. At least that was her story and she was sticking to it... In retrospect, it probably wasn't the best way to introduce herself.
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