Bischofite watched all the previously unperturbed residents succumb to total anarchy - operating on instinct alone to keep themselves alive amidst the ensuing chaos. And he liked that about them. He smiled. They fought for their lives, and from his vantage point, he witnessed the impressive amount of self-preservation that poured from their actions. Some fought back against their assailants, others banded together out of an innately understood need to pool resources, and others still sought to exit the building in whatever means possible.
All attempts were equally admirable. All attempts were equally futile.
Chaos lives in everything.
Chaos flowed through him like water. And chaos boiled through the scene, roiling and ravaging, drowning anyone who hadn't yet succumbed to its power. Much like a storm at sea, ceaseless civilians fought desperately to stay afloat, to somehow surmount the ruthless waves that pummeled them beneath the surface - the youma that threatened to devour them whole.
Ebb and flow. Flotsam and jetsam. Wax and wane.
Where was the White Moon Court now?
Present and alive, he noted, upon sighting Medea atop Buddingtonite, along with a captain who developed a distaste for him. What an uncanny meeting of fates... Nevertheless he approached, stalking through the thrashing crowds with chakrams held steadily at his sides. And once he came within throwing distance of the girl, he loosed one of his weapons, though his trajectory was interrupted by an errant youma.
He hit his mark, with negligible results. No matter; he spent little time crossing the dwindling distance between them. Upon reaching her, he pressed the heel of his boot into her cast. "I see you'f developed a taste for causing deas', Medea." He pressed harder. Further. Watched her unwaveringly. "Did you enjoy ze power? Or did you come here to die?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 03, 2013 10:36 pm
Youma and Agents.
Agents and youma.
Which did Medea fear moar?
Well, Youma ate starseeds, but she knew herself capable of dusting them. Agents, however...whipped giant cuts into her back. Scrapes that bled and tore lace sleeves. Forced her off her captain and to clutch her arm.
Him.The agent with the snake lady!She remembered him and she did not like him at all. He didn't even touch her face. His snake almost ate a baby! Tears slid down her cheeks as she rolled onto her side. "EEEEE."
Let this nightmare end. Everyone wakes up.
THEN THE SCARY PURPLE-HAIRED LADY APPEARED."Eeeeee." Medea's eyes widened. Her heart raced. Would it pump blood out of cuts and scrapes faster? At least Scary touched her face. That oxytocin. Did the agent speak words or just pretty noises? She seemed hard to hear with the pounding of Medea's heart in her ears, and Medea would have nuzzled the tears into Scary's hand, but the agent left before Medea had the chance. The Senshi frowned.
Mostly she wondered if she would die, but she also wondered about her next source of physical affectio--
OH LOOK IT WAS BISCHOFITE. She remembered you, Evil Incarnate. Despite how she smiled that evening, she did not like that kiss. Or that starseed. Or killing those civilians. It was an accident!
But was it really?
"eeeeee."
More tears.
"eee." She sniffed. "ee..."
I came here for comic books, she almost said, but a chakram nixed her in the shoulder and she flew backward. "WAIII?"
Maybe she could crawl away. If she didn't worry about survival, she would have thought this scenario terribly embarrassing. How could Buddy respect her?
She inched toward the nearest booth so she could hide away with shame and fear and weep until massacre's end.
THE BRAVEST SENSHI OF THEM ALL. NEVER CRIED OR FELL TO EVIL. THE EPITOME OF JUSTICE.
This wasn't really how he wanted the convention to go at all, but he could not argue against it. Scott Erlea was enjoying his time with Penelope and his dilemma of giving the poor girl and her friend cursed objects was now the furthest idea from his mind as the order was given. He took the opportunity to make his transformation private and immediately went towards the doors when he heard a commotion going on in that direction. It would figure that there would be a group trying to escape, and if his superior officers had locked the doors, they must have intended for no one to leave.
So, it was up to Sailor Vespa to stop them! With little thought or care to the strength he felt imminating from that area and with no clue what either his opponents were capable of, Vespa charged at them, going straight for the one with the wings on her back first. He'd go for a kick to try and force her away, his shout not only meant for her and the other senshi at her side, but for anyone else that would try to escape.
"No! Under the Negaverse's orders, you must stay here! You will all be eliminated, in the name of the Negaverse!"
Eternal Sailor Tsui wasn't going to allow for another massacre, not like the ambush or the carnival, and it shown when she immediately took to action. As much as she wanted to keep Sutai safe and out of danger, she trusted her girlfriend to be willing to help her along. After all, the tiger was useless without her strategist.
She immediately noticed the growing congregation that was forming around a familiar Senshi, and that's where Tsui would make her move. She wasn't keen on the danger she'd be throwing herself and likely her partner into, but if they could give Medea the chance to escape, that'd be enough. Get some of the heat off of the Senshi of Enchantment and then figure out the next phase.
Tsui's target was the general with the face paint and feathers, thinking of the three that he might have been the worst of the bunch, though the other two Captains were certainly nothing to scoff at. One had rendered her unconscious and the other nearly choked the life out of her, and as reckless as it was to throw herself into the fray, it was her duty! She'd refuse to lose a single ally or civilian!
"Glorious White Tiger*!" Tsui shouted at the top of her lungs, gathering her white energy and not only using her strike as an offensive blow to the general, but as a distraction tactic as well.
Eternal Attack says...
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
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Hoping to take a little heat off of poor Medea
Quicksilver the Archangel
Quoting since you're in the area
Beejoux
See reasoning above
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Giiiiiirrl, you're drawin' some serious aggro!
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Doing two at a time! This is Anandi/Sutai and Caleb/Carnelian!
Everything was going so well too! Anandi Rai had been having the time of her life with her girlfriend whose cosplay launched a thousand pictures and poses to go with them. Her own dress was lovely, the stuff of dreams! What could possibly go wrong?
NEGAVERSE. IT ALWAYS GOES WRONG.
Anandi started to wail as nobody retreats strategically like Gaston Gwen. She just wanted to look at more pretty things, buy more squishy things to take home, pose for more pictures! Was that so bad?? Apparently it was! and part of the little Indian girl was so upset and rather offended that the Negaverse was more interesting in ruining everything than letting a couple hundred people have a good time.
The chaos surrounded them and it made Anandi unable to focus. "Gwen! When, what do we dooooo?" she sniffed. She had to remember her promise to be stronger! Sucking up the fear welling inside her, Anandi could plainly see so many people, innocent people, needed her help. They just needed a place to hide and henshin so nobody could see their secret identity. She gulped, lifting up her dress to run more effectively. Thankfully she didn't necessarily have a long phrase to shout to transform, but she still needed privacy!
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Not at all!
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Caleb Desrosiers had been waiting for this moment with trepidation. He knew it was coming but that didn't make the utter insanity around him any easier to bear. Just before the award ceremony had started, the redhead had slipped away the back room to change. He knew they were about to start draining energy, which the corrupted senshi had no problem with, but the youma? He didn't know about the youma...
And disobedience was met with swift and terrible justice.
With a sigh, he powered up into his Negaverse form and slipped out into the frenzy, choosing a perch high above the heads of people to see if he spotted someone he recognized. The corrupted senshi would much rather have scooped up someone from the jaws of a youma than attack someone on his own.
(Anyone is free to target Carnelian - he's not doing anything at the moment but looking around!
Hit Points: 50
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8Total: 8 (1-10)
Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 5:42 am
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This post is for Bazzite and Kallichore!
Nothing ever felt so good!
The run of freedom and the heinous, hellish cries of his youma peers, driven by the same hunger he was, never ceased to nourish him. Among the shrieking and alien limbs of the Pack stood Bazzite, once Negaverse officer and now a youma subservient to a master who, at the moment, was not present. A twisted smile peeled across his face.
He could do as he pleased.
Being six and a half feet tall had its advantages - in the chaos the youma had spotted two people he recognized - Vespa and Pasiphae, one of whom he hadn't seen since Jolly Burger. And speaking of... damn, he was hungry. With a buzz of his wings, the giant locust pushed and pulled and clawed his way over to the duo by the door. Letting out a hiss, he announced, "No one is leaving! We're too hungry, Pasiphae! You can't leave now! You must feed us!"
Hopefully Vespa wouldn't mind a little backup! He seemed quite outnumbered... With a hideous shriek, a claw came down on the eternal senshi.
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Since Phact is nearby!
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Attacking Pasiphae, sry bb. sad
Hit Points: 60
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Christa sighed, leaning against the bathroom stall wall. She'd been in there for a good five minutes with the beginnings of a headache. Go to the con! insisted her brother. Be social for once! he said. Christa winced. The music was loud, the people were loud, she caught glimpses of people she thought she recognized but she stood out like a sore thumb without a costume. Truth be told, the gray haired girl thought there would be something here she would be truly interested in but it turned out that she hardly recognized a great deal of the merchandise on sale.
Oh well, at least she saved a bit of cash?
She was about to wash up and head home, chalking up the experience to trying something new, when utter chaos broke out outside the bathroom. She rushed to the door, pushing her head out for a peek and caught sight of youma after youma, Negaverse agents dotting the horizon like ravens. And she recognized the distinctive voice over the intercom.
Great. Just great.
Busting back into the bathroom stall and with the flick of a wrist, a henshin pen appeared in her hands. "Kallichore Eternal, Make Up!"
Out the bathroom door burst Kallichore, trying to make sense of the confusion.
It was a madhouse! Buddingtonite was content to make as much noise as possible, to both entice fear in the civilians and enemy and to encourage his fellow officers, but the cost of that was to garner so much attention. First, there was the problem of Medea, and her shout wasn't enough of a warning for him to turn around and intercept her, as her tackle struck him straight into the ribs. Buddingtonite gave a breathless gasp as he went flying back, and for a brief moment, he was considering the option of trying to flee. "Medea, dear! What... brings you here?!"
The notion was silenced, however, when the sight of Serpentine's form came into view, and while he was conflicted with allowing the senshi to be harmed, at least he felt that she was in safe hands with his partner. Not that he'd spare her from death, but he would have offered her a painless demise, and at least a chance for him to have her spared. He couldn't help but flash a grin at Serpentine's remark, even when it caused him to wince thanks to the blow to his ribs. "Sorry, but Serpentine doesn't like to share. Now, if you'd be on your way, that'd be great!"
Except now there were bigger problems. Buddingtonite's already pale face practically became white as a ghost when he spotted not only Xenotime but Bischofite himself, and now, he began to worry for Medea's safety. Serpentine would have given him the chance to spare her, or in the very least, offered her a painless demise, but these two? Especially Bischofite? He struggled with what to do, and who would have thought that his answer came in the form of that blasted senshi with stripes? So many times was he the victim of that attack of hers, or so he was told, and now, he used that as an excuse to take Medea and flee. Maybe render her unconscious in a closet somewhere? But she was gone! Where in the hell did she go?
"Uh, I see you three have it handled here!" Buddingtonite called to the other officers, before turning around and trying to find the senshi of gold, white and purple, but what he found was another. with tattered clothing and some rather neat looking gloves instead. And she was in his way. "Stand aside, would you? I'm looking for someone very important and I can't be bothered right now!"
A foolish thing to say to an Eternal, and an even foolish for him to throw his boomerang in her direction.
Lucifer Force
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Strickenized
Quicksilver the Archangel
Beejoux
Hit Points: 42
Ivynian rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-10)
Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 10:22 am
As a result of this, everyone starts off in a battle with a youma!
The raffle was, predictably, as boring as watching water thaw, and Quenton barely attended it except in periphery- he'd not purchased anything yet, as he hadn't made it to the booths, so he wasn't in the running either for anything. Certainly people woudl be excited who already had made purchases of goods or items- raffles were always exciting to win, a thing of pure statistics and chance.
There were some murmurs in the crowd of youth, and he finally looked toward the stage as one of the winners, he didn't know which, swooned. That was unusual, since it wasn't like Leonard Nimoy or Seven of Nine was on stage giving an autograph and a photo-op. Youma.
Delilah was swept away.
Matthias was security and an MMA fighter, he would no doubt be more than capable to protect his lady Cora- nevermind. It wasn't even an option as a quadrupedal youma with teeth and toothy tentacles from its wide Mustelinae Gulo-esque shoulders bowled him over into a wreckage of other people and tacky-but-colourful anime banners. The Youma was distracted enough with snapping at the other couple people that had ben downed with him, and were equally tangled up in the twelve foot swaths of bright nylon and blend cotton. Were they being attacked by youma or dakimakura? Quenton crawled more into the tangle so that all of him was hidden, oophed when he got stepped on by who-knew-what (panicked con-goer? Youma), and henshined up. Smooth entrance that was going to be.
But what mattered more than looking awesome, as he felt another foot weight, this time heavy and clawed as it tore through some nylon, was eliminating threats- Thraen kicked hard out of the tangle and into the Youma's flank.
Displacer-wolverine (Displcerine?) Youma - 100-50 = 50 hp
Super Sailor Thraen - 50hp
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It was good to hear that there weren't any extent problems at the first aid station, though a bit unexciting as well. So Björn had started towards the stage along the edge walls as soon as the raffle itself started- with that many energy draining items in one place it was almost a guarantee that someone was going to take a gainer, and hopefully not off of a height. Security was partially there to catch and carry people who fainted, so he was happy to be prepared for just such an occasion.
He still startled when Youma came poooouring out of the woodwork before the raffle was even really done. That was sort of sad- the poor con goers would not really even get to enjoy their actual merchandise OR the energy draining ones. Wait, had this been part of the briefing? Maybe it had, and he'd completely missed it. Or...he'd possibly forgotten it in all the other rules and regulations of who was supposed to be doing what when - he hadn't exactly had time to write things down so he could remember them. And now there wasn't time to look at his notepad to even see if he had.
Orders were orders- So he ducked into the staff section, powered up, and dutifully came out Titanlåvenite. Senshi were popping up- and some already engaged. Orders were orders- 'don't stop until zey're all dead', and they couldn't be carried out if the senshi were allowed to escape. Which meant that those near the doors, civilian or senshi, needed to be prevented from exiting the doors. The large lieutenant nodded to himself, sterning his expression, and ran into the crowd near the door, aiming an heavy-handed blow at the white and red senshi
Lt. Titanlåvenite - 40hp Attacking Phact - 8
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Your characters are near and attacking the locks
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Attacking poor dove ;_;
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 11:23 am
Amid the chaos and confusion, Kallichore managed to dodge an incoming pile of bodies, people locked in combat and oblivious to everything around them. Civilians were screaming bloody murder, some were assaulting each other thinking they were the enemy. The eternal senshi's signature was enough to drive off a lieutenant or two, but not a redheaded Captain. Without so much as an introduction, a boomerang came flying at her. With a gasp, the senshi stumbled backwards and the boomberang knocked her forcibly in the shoulder. She slammed up against the wall behind her.
Leaning over, she leveled a glare at him. She didn't know his name, only his rank and apparent douchebag disposition. "I see." murmured the Senshi of Madness whose plan was to show the Captain exactly how she got her name. Fortunately for Buddingtonite, Kallichore was saving her best attack for the man in charge, should she find him.
For now, the eternal senshi dashed forward and slid, heeled boots out with the intent to firmly connect with the Captain's shins. If she hit him hard enough, she could get away to higher ground and have a better grip on who was where. Plus throwing boomerangs are people was downright rude.
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Kalli says THAT WAS RUDE, BUDDY.
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Stroud had boredly, if pleasantly gone through the raffle motions of drawing tags and offering them over to her cohort, and generally acting as a bright-smiling Vanna White for the table of ridiculous kitsch objects to be given away. The flux of Youma and the reveal, however, were a nice switch up- a nice touch to getting the party started. As part of the raffle, they weren't too far from the back sectors, so she took the flood of screams and rushing forms as a good cover to slip back into the shadows, back through to the staff sector and then return as Cpt. Schörl. It was enough of a check to want to pause, grabbing a random passerby by the wrist to drain them as she looked out over the panick to count heads.
"Looks like we caught more than a few big fish afterall, " There were some butt wings out there in the closing net. And a Tiger in their midst- that was something of a mosh pit near the organizing General. Over near the doors some scout was blathering on about love and friendship. Maybe she was going to make a daisy chain next. The message might give civilians ideas of banding together, so the a good bet to keep the chaos flowing was to keep them in shock, witless and too horrified to parse anything except instinctual, stampeding self-preservation.
So she tossed the civilian she had a hold of into a crowd and the wade towards one of the more action-packed zones. "Once more into the breach."
It seemed that Boaz had run out of time and what he was trying to avoid was about to come true when General Bischofite gave the signal for the Negaverse to drop their pretense and commence their assault on the civilians and any senshis or knights who might be among their midst. This wasn't part of his plan at all. Mel was supposed to be happily en route home while he went back to attend to his duties proper, blissfully unaware and nowhere near the chaos that had now overtaken the entire con. But no. Of all the things that had to happen, he had to lose her within the crowd just before the raffle rolling itself and now this... He had to be the worst boyfriend ever and would have to make it all up to her somehow.
That was if she was still alive by the end of this.
Not wanting to be mistaken for an ordinary civilian and find himself a target of his fellow officers or worse, the youma that they had summoned from the Rift, it didn't take him long to emerge from the staff only area as Lieutenant Amethyst and he immediately started for the area where he last saw Mel in the hope of locating her. He could only pray that he would be the first one to get to her before any of the others on his side.
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Things were heating up quickly and a sort of mixed desperation and fear was zipping through Orah's veins. At least her team was here... She didn't have to face her fear alone, and there were people to protect.
Tsui, of course, was off to a roaring start, literally. Ducking behind an overturned stall, the teen whipped out her pen and clutched it to her chest. "Ida Power, make-up!" She murmured fervently as light wrapped comfortingly around her. When it faded, she felt stronger and the familiar fuku hugged her form. Now it was time to get down to business.
Ida was hot on the tiger's heels, taking stock of the situation as she went. Of course the one Bischofite chose to attack was someone she knew... The new senshi she'd met while out patroling, and was that a cast on her arm...? Great, just great. Aim for the weak link, right? Well, there was no way Ida was going to let him get away with killing anyone else while she was here to stop it. She'd die first.
Struggling to make her way to the downed Medea, Ida grimaced and struck out at a huge dog that lunged for her, landing a hit with her boot right in its ugly face.
HP: 100 Youma: 40/100
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5!
Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 12:34 pm
Sirene Naiads
This time it was only Misha who had the wherewithal to cuss. Micah only screamed, nearly dropping her trash bin in the process. Micah was so letting Misha have it later for not letting her power up. This would be so much easier if she could utilize that extra strength that she had. Or at least she could cover them and engage the nega while the other two went at the locks.
Micah stopped screaming and went very still.
Oh.
"Cover us," Micah screamed at the red and white senshi, slamming her can back against the lock. Misha paused at Micah's orders, surprised that she got them out before he did. In fact that was the reason Misha lead her here and not just out some other way. There was already a senshi here in the line of fire. Had Micah caught onto his plan? If she had then he'd no doubt get an ear full later. Something about distaste in using others but when it came to Micah, there were no holds barred. Misha would do whatever it ook to keep her safe.
His blow followed Micah's.
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As Phact pulled herself from the door, she had just enough time to pull back and realize another blur was headed in its direction. When the form looked back at her, Sailor Phact gave a weak smile to Pasiphae. ”Sailor Phact.” She managed to get out as her attention turned back towards the door. Both of them had gone and it hadn’t moved. It wasn’t just locked. There was more to this. ”We should…”
Just as she was about to say something, another blur went past them. Two humans smashed trash cans into the door causing it to shake hard. That made the senshi smile. The people realized that panic itself was not going to save them. But doing something was.
And then all hell broke loose.
Three members of Chaos had noticed what they were doing and all three were coming at them. Two of the first went for the Sailor Pasiphae causing Phact to turn her attention and nearly miss the giant coming towards her own form. It was sudden but she felt the blow come to her body from the large man with enough force that it sent her back several feet. Thankfully, the people around her had moved away towards the sides.
Sliding back slightly, she picked her head up and looked at the man. ”I’m sorry but I cannot let you stop me from setting these people free. Attack me if you want but that won’t stop me from trying to help them.” Phact called out for them all as she quickly looked back over her shoulder to the siblings.
”Both of you keep going. I just heard it sound like it clicked. We will keep you safe while you do.”
But she wanted one more crack at it before she called out. Turning from the agent, she made another run towards the door, this time leaping at it to hit with her legs. Using the frame as a spring board, she pushed off.
As she landed back on her feet, she looked back at the agents of chaos and glared them down. She wasn’t strong. She wasn’t a good fighter. But she wasn’t going to let them win. They would not have any life today if she could do something.
”Anyone who can fight. Anyone who can move, show you are made of something. Stand up for what you believe in and love. If you want to walk away from this, then don’t run. We will help you with all we can to protect you. But hiding in corners won’t stop this from happening. Come together and you can be stronger than you imagine.”
Phact was speaking for the humans around her as she looked towards Sailor Pasiphae. ”We can do this together.” She called out and moved towards the eternal senshi before screaming out. ”Any Free Senshi is welcome to help! It should be easier to fight once we get the innocent out of here.”
Phact: 32/40 Door: 1/3
” Quicksilver the Archangel”
She's ready to help fight the 2 on 3
”Sweenys_Revenge”
Phact will do anything to protect those two now as they beat the door.
”Ivynian”
Ouch. She has ruffled feathers now. And Offer for Thraen to help the pair.
