He almost missed the buzzing of his phone, Aurostibite preoccupied with attempting to learn just what had happened. He tugged it out of his pocket, narrowed eyes still focused on the train - or rather, what had once been an actual train, and was now something living, breathing, and sliming everywhere.
He dragged his gaze away to look at the screen and felt a shiver go through him at the sender - and then a hiss of annoyance at the message. Aurostibite glanced around the platform, searching out who he was supposed to, and found the Captain in question a short distance away, standing with the Dark Mirror he recognized from the office, though he couldn't recall the name.
He made his way over to them, winding his way through the throngs, sending a return message as he went:
pixie nyxie
Stay safe. Try to find a way out of the train, it's dangerous. Don't engage attacks if possible, I feel it will aggravate the youma.
"I've heard from Mintaka," said Aurostibite, without preamble. "She can't Mirrorwalk off, and I have yet to have had a chance to see if there is a possible way of getting on, though teleporting is I suppose an option. But doing it twice would wear on me, so finding another solution is paramount at present."
He glanced at the pair of them. "Any ideas?"
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noir songbird
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 11:34 am
Pyrophanite HP: 120 // Platform
Pyro hated this stupid bead trap, and eventually it did give up and he was free.
Only to watch a train pass by at high speed and looking a lot like a huge Youma. He shielded his eyes and then grinned.
Athene arrival was greatly appreciated, late was better than not at all. Fortunately for Maia and Mistral, Polaris's help had been enough and with the youma trains arrival there was no longer a fight in the office.
His suggestion to use there magic together made her face light up. She remembered doing that once with Themis and it seemed to work well, very well. She nodded, " I think that is a really good idea and if there are other's with magic like ours maybe we can all work together."
She was outside the doorway, but she turned back and looked to Mistral. "Can you call again? Or is there an intercom ... we need everyone that might have magic that slows or traps to help try to slow the train!"
She didnt wait for an answer, she couldn't instead she looked to Athene and nodded, "lets go, we have to get the passengers off the train."
litian
Yes, lets do this!
Iris_virus
Siverah
Strickenized
Forming part of a plan over here XDD <3 Loving this event
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 11:47 am
Princess Polaris - HP: 225
The departure of the General was a relief, the small control room becoming far more empty and less chaotic then when she first arrived. Moving to stand near the door, attempting to block any unfriendly intrusion she could turn her attention more to Mistral and the phone she held in one hand.
A frown touched her face when Snowball responded to the comment she'd been trying to keep him from hearing, stupid superior animal hearing, and her voice softened. "I'm sorry Snowball.. Hopefully I'm wrong. Regardless, we're not giving up. You're all going to be okay just... just hold in there." Whether the words were meant to try and make him feel better or try and reassure herself who was to say.
She digested the information about the powered forces and civilians inside the train. Would the Chaotic forces be attacking on the inside or would their own predicament make them more likely to work with the senshi and knights? Self preservation made for strange bed fellows, but only time would tell really.
When the hiss sounded through her phone she passed the message along to Mistral, pretty much word for word. "tell her don't do that ever again. Freaking train just jerked and if it keeps on this thing might blow it's cookies" After repeating it however she couldn't help but respond back to the Guardian with a nervous laugh. "A hairball might not be as bad as you think. Sure it'd be gross but.. if you're out of the youma you're out."
And then another thought hit her. "What are the walls like in there? Are they more like metal or... meat? Maybe some of you guys can break a hole in it if it's organic and we can try to pull you out?"
Silverah
I think it's just the two in the office now.
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Yay phones
Super Sailor Juno - HP: 140
Juno was pleased to see that Verona had not only followed after her but had also followed suit in attacking, though... her attempted projectile was a little puny. Heck.. even her briefcase had been sort of puny.
"We just need bigger heavier things to hit with." Like that trashcan over there. Trotting over a few steps to the medium sized receptical the Amazonian senshi kicked it over, spilling some of the trash out.
Once it was about half way empty and a little more easy to pick up and put some umph behind, she hoisted it up onto her shoulder before giving it a shove towards the train. With only a minimal amount of trash backsplash onto her, really she barely noticed the luke warm mixture of a discarded coffee that pour down over her shoulder.
Verona would find out very quickly that Juno was no strategist. She was very much a 'punch first - ask questions later' sort.
Pixie Nyxie
Hey its all cool. It's just really really exciting (or a death sentence). Don't worry about it at all.
"Oh, ******** this... Hold still." Isaiah waited for no response from Havasu before ducking behind him and using the Page as a human meat shield. The transformation demanded but a second, a single thought of a bone ring, before he donned the familiar and utterly unbecoming attire of Scholomance. He felt no influx of comfort or confidence in assuming this form, either - he only hoped that his power as a Page might weather an otherwise fatal blow from a demonically possessed train.
The plan seemed fairly simple in theory - with everyone's attention now drawn to the train, those present only needed to destroy the damnable thing and then the civilians might stop panicking enough to retreat through the turnstiles and open them for use. Otherwise, destroying the train might send it petering to a halt, in which Scholomance could escape through the tracks area (provided no other trains were in service).
Of course, the glaring hole in this blueprint pertained to how one destroyed a meat train (unfortunately, the term 'meat train' brought to mind a very different set of circumstances).
"If any of you have some idea how to deal with... this situation," he paused to gesticulate emphatically toward the runaway train, "I'd love to hear it. Otherwise, I think it's time to seriously consider how to get the hell out of here."
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Sleet Tempest Snape
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 12:14 pm
Pharos HP: 140
When she powered up it was hard not to feel the growing aura's coming from quite a distance and something of a pull. She figured that meant that maybe she would follow it. She really didn't want to go alone, but with all the aura she figured other's were pouring in so she headed for the area.
When she reached the station and head down through the mess up people literally having to jump over some of them, wading her way through screams and panic. Her eyes went wide to see all the chaos going on around her and the most terrifying youma she'd even seen. WAS THAT THE TRAIN?
She ran towards the chaos summoning her staff and looking for a familiar face to maybe get some sort of very brief explanation.
A tiny hologram of Celsus Knight appeared on Mistral's ring, and she nodded to it. "Right," she answered. "I'll keep flipping switches. Something's gotta work. Hang on in there."
She pondered the console in front of her, trying to figure out what the last button had done. There were more in that series - should she keep pushing them?
And then Polaris informed her that no, she should not. "I'm kind of getting mixed messages over here," she said. "******** with the board. Don't ******** with the board. Stop the train. Don't ******** with the board. I will not, however, be pushing more of those buttons."
Accidentally killed everyone, ever, was going to look great on her resume. She could put it right next to threw a party on my wonder, everybody died. Mistral selected another switch and flipped it, hoping for the best.
Iris_Virus
Kuropeco
Strickenized
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 12:36 pm
Mistral's console tampering produces another electric shock to the train that rattles it on its tracks. The whistle blows more fiercely this time, and the train charges ahead toward another round of passing the platform. As it does so...
Deadhead expels spurts of chyme and bile that coat the platform floor! Not only is it sticky, but there appears to be pieces of civilian in the mix and the smell is unconscionably rank. HP -20 for all parties standing on the platform (cannot be dodged)! Senshi may find it difficult (super+) or impossible (basic) to call their attacks with such a thick, choking stench! (This condition lasts 6 hours)
Corrupt Super Sailor Typhon wasn't quite sure where to start with all the commotion. He came down to the subway station to take a piss - who knew it would turn into such a lively party? Monster youma transforming into subway carts, girls in short skirts beating the s**t out each other, and - like every Senshi vs Negaverse battle - homoeroticism all around.
What wasn't to love?
Hell, there were even some familiar faces around. Leaping next to General Xenotime, the blue-haired Senshi gave his superior officer a smack on the a** and a gentle squeeze. "Hey b***h, how's it going? Sick party. Are you as turned on as I am right now?"
Beejoux
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 6:10 pm
Athene HP: 180 - 20 = 160
Athene had stood outside the office as Maia paused in order to call out to the Squire and ask whether she could get a potential message out to those on the platform in case there was anyone else around with either slowing or trapping magic...
Because if there was more of them and they all tried using their magic in conjunction, then perhaps there would be a bigger chance for it to work.
Especially as Athene had no idea whether his own magic would even work for a second time given that it was unpredictable - aka had a mind of its own - at the best of times.
All he could really do was try though and the sooner the better and so to that end he had followed Maia in leaving before the Squire could answer.
It had meant that he was dead on the platform as the train-youma had whistled for a second as it moved to pass by the platform, expelling spurts of some sort of foul smelling stuff in its wake.
It was gross and smelt rank and whilst Athene did his best to cover his nose and mouth with the back of one of his sleeves it didn't do much good as the smell was already in both nose and the back of his throat.
He could also see bits, bits that he did his best not to look too closely at, not wanting to risk upsetting his already queasy stomach.
Kaori_luv
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Caramelita HP: 120 - 20 = 100
Caramel had found herself staring at where the train had been in stunned silence, her hand crushing the daisies in her daisy chain as they clenched round the flowers.
That.. That thing had been the train.
The train where another part of the op was taking place - well make that had been taking place as Caramel was pretty sure that a youma train was not supposed to be part of it - especially since there were Negaverse members still on the train.
But she was also not sure what she could do, because whilst the pesky White Mooners were at least theoretically fightable - she had no idea how to go about fighting a demon train.
A voice crackled over her communication crystal, the owner identifying himself as Captain Amethyst and thus a superior officer.
"Captain this is Caramel, I mean Lieutenant Caramelita. The op..."
Her voice trailed off at the sound of another whistle, the train returning only to run past the platform again as it shot of spurts of.. Of something.
A 'something' that was icky and nasty and with a stench that was horrendous.
Maia stood on the platform with Athene as the train went by spewing, substance that made her stomach roll. She swore she saw an eye in it, but she turned away quickly grabbing on to Athene shoulder for support. "We have to stop this train," she said before coughing at a horrendous smell.
She wasn't sure she would even be able to use her magic at the moment, with the smell because she had to sing, but she hoped it would clear out soon. For now she turned and surveyed the platform looking around.
Attempting raise her voice about the chaos she called out to the other on the platform. "We have to at least slow the train or hopefully stop it complete. Does anyone have magic that effects speed or possibly traps things? If so now you be a good time to use it. Maybe together we can ..."
She didnt really know what else to say. Maia had no idea if this would work but she looked to Athene and got ready to try. "How much do you have left in me. I've got only two times to try my super and I can do the first attack a bunch but, using super is gonna cut that back."
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Ceraskia, Xenotime, Pavo
Sunshine Alouette
Aquamarine, Ganymede
litian
Caramelita, Athene
Guine
Jet, Valhalla
Kaefaux
Seraphinite
Kaori_luv
Witherite, Maia
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Aurostibite
Whimsical Blue
Cinnabar
a-disgruntled-dragon
Jarosite
Viva Viola
Aaru
Torvil
Leucite
Strickenized
Umber, Scholomance
Silverah
Mistral
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Havasu Falls, Pompeii
Sleet Tempest Snape
Delphi
Sami-Fire
Cor Caroli, Sadachbia, Megrez
chi honda
Osiris
LokisRose
Subamara
Tasinei
Vasala
Iris_Virus
Juno, Polaris
PoddlyPoods
Chara
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 7:08 pm
Sailor Elsa // 100 HP
In most situations, being pulled out of a fight would have left Elsa snapping and snarling, still entirely ready to punch whatever was closest to him, but even he could see that what was out here was far more important than the Squire in the office. Hell, maybe if she kept pressing enough buttons, she'd find the brakes for the nastyass doom train chugging through the station.
"Is that alive?" He asked. He felt something cold in his bones - Mintaka is on there. He owed the Senshi of Origami his life. Probably literally, since she'd carried him out after Sandrine's corruption. She was the first one who had really sat him down and explained Mirrorspace and magic to him.
"Okay, assuming we can slow it down? Probably? But I need to be able to get a hand on it and hold it there." He reached over without saying anything to rest a steadying hand on Umber's shoulder - teleporting, he assumed, was exhausting.
The General and the Captain from the office were present - helpful, he predicted.
"I've never had to fight a youma before," Elsa admitted - and he was pretty sure they'd have to fight it. His fingers flexed, and he wished for magic with some reach. "I was telling Umber I can't do much without getting um, hands-on, and that's gonna be hard unless it slows the ******** down."
So maybe having a bunch of Order around would be useful.
He cut a brief, probably judgmental look at the Corrupt Senshi that joined them, but didn't have long to care because the train came by spewing...something sticky and disgusting.
"What the sweet ********," Elsa gagged, pressing a hand over his mouth and nose.
As his crystal came to life in his hands, Leucite let out a sigh of relief to hear the Stibnite was alright. He'd of been quite... upset... if the Lt. got injured or killed in action on his watch.
"We're working on taking care of it Stibnite, stay alert. Your safety and the safety of all your fellow officers on the train take first priority, do what you deem necessary for survival."
Spying Amethyst, Leucite barreled his way over to the captain, clapping him on the shoulder. "No time to explain - we need to get back into the office... Now."
He pointed at the office which was currently the focal point of all this.
"We need to do whatever it takes to get our people out."
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baby_gwing
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 8:59 pm
Delphi HP: 140 - 20 = 120
Delphi had been more than shocked by the change in the train. it was disturbing and unsettling as the dark haired girl backed up a few paced, one gloved hand coming to her mouth to cover up some of the horrified expression. The train was no longer just a train but it also was part youma...or was it all youma? She couldn't tell and honestly wasn't sure she really wanted to know just which was the truth here.
What had surprised her was when the civilian she thought they were protecting revealed himself to be a page, one of saturn. "No...no idea how to handle it but I can at least put up a shield to help us if we need it." She wouldn't waste it though, they didn't have that luxury to waste magic here. "My magic is not for attacking..." The call from Mistral had come through already and while she wasn't on the train she hoped some knights were who could communicate with her and tell her what was going on.
As the ground became a mess she stared for a moment before hesitating to toe at...something. "Is that...part of a person." She wasn't sure but it seemed a bit...fleshy. Oh god...wrinkling her nose at the god awful smell she looked to their small group of senshi and knights and hoped they could do something and keep each other safe - they needed it. Couching as the smell went up her nose even further and she felt her stomach churn she found a wall to press her hand to for support as she tried to ease her breathing and calm her stomach. "Don't slip in that stuff. I swear I saw some bit of a person in there." Which was no good. Was it part of a person on the train? Was it going to turn them into...well another mess on the platform? Was that was this was on the platform now? A mess of remains and something else?
Calling out to the voice asking about attacks, even as she shook her head. "No, just a shield here." She called out before she returned her pale eyes onto her little group. "Anyone?"
"We need to take out that train...and hope it doesn't kill or harm the people inside..." She whispered looking to the three senshi than the two other knights with her. "Any magic you can throw...aim it for the train."
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The smell hit her first. Mistral gagged, bile rising in her throat. The wave of chyme and bile hit next, flooding through the open office door faster than she could get her feet off the ground. "Gross," said Mistral, scrambling up onto the desk. "Gross gross gross."
Thank god for close-toed shoes.
Brow furrowed in concentration, Mistral crouched over the console. The last two switches hadn't done anything good - maybe the next one would? Or something. One could hope. Who even knew if the controls would still work now that the train had been transformed into a youma.
"We're so screwed," she said to herself, hitting a button at the top of the board. "Right now, labels would be nice."
