Mintaka almost fell over in her seat as the train lurched, dropping her shards and summoning the wraiths back to her. There was no reason now to drain energy or attempt some facade. As much as she wanted to work with the negaverse, Youma train really capped out the amount of work she was willing to do.
She pulled out the phone and dialed Aurostibite. She knew her captain was on the platform, hopefully still alive since white moon was popping up like dandelions. She needed to get a hold of Umber too, ask their direction.
Kuropeco
Auro! Trains a youma and I can't Mirrorwalk out. Is Umber with you? What do I do?
This was asked in a even and calm voice to the captain. Hopefully Auro was near Umber so she could let both of the men know she was still alive on the inside. And she would do anything they asked.
The train jerked again, and something spewed slime all over the floor, capturing her and sticking her to the ground. s**t s**t. How the hell was she suppose to get out of this?
Strickenized
/cries forever cause no crystal to talk to umber :CCC AURO PASS THE MESSAGE ON.
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 11:14 am
Train Car 3 - Celsus HP: 150
His transformation was quick and easy, Fritz slipping into Celsus in the midst of chaos as the lights flickered out. It was much easier to be confident this way, after all, and he felt much more capable as a Knight than as a simple human. The train around him was a shivering mass of mingled youma and train, and he'd taken all of two steps forward before there was a whistle and a shudder, and something slimy and completely disgusting oozed its way across the floor of the car.
Celsus looked down at it with an expression of great dislike, arching a brow.
"Well, this is...all rather unpleasant, isn't it?" he said to no one in particular, frowning, but Celsus' ring had given a small blip and an unfamiliar face had flickered into sight. He listened carefully, eyebrows drawing together, and then raised his own ring to his lips.
"Good afternoon, Mistral. The train's been youmafied," he said lightly, sounding all too relaxed, in spite of their situation. "We're in a bit of a...sticky situation."
There was a pause. He lifted a goopy, slime covered boot.
"Literally. We could use a bit of help somehow."
Celsus clicked off, frowned, and then promptly raised his ring again.
"Valhalla," he said, voice a little more serious, and he had no idea where the other knight was, if he was even anywhere close to the trains; but if there was an attack, he'd made the promise to watch out for him - and to Celsus, it meant at all times, regardless. "Are you there?"
"WOAH, HEY!" Eros protested as she was grabbed and dragged along, setting her heels into the muck and gross that was the floor. The guy who'd grabbed her was that weird Neko-chan dude and the shorter woman struggled against his hold, attempting to pry off his fingers.
"Eros? The ******** are you calling me that for?" The woman said as he turned to talk to someone she couldn't see. Presumably it was some sort of bluetooth junk on his ear, but it was still weird. "What the ******** is a senshi? Magical powers? Dude this is so ******** weird..."
Eros groaned as she gave up the struggle, deciding finally; what the hell? This trip was not going away. If the tall cat man would keep her from stepping out in traffic, then ******** it. As long as she didn't end up tied up in his basement, it was all good.
LP
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 12:25 pm
Ubasti | HP: 120 -10 = 110 | Car 1
Ubasti Moved back into the crowd, pissed. This was the fault of the Negaverse and if she wasn’t stuck inside the damn stomach of a youma about to be digested she would have made sure they’d pay for this. The train lurched and with nothing to hold on to, nothing Ubasti wanted to touch anyways, she fell down hands first into the slimed floor. She groaned, eyeing the agents.
“This is all your fault!” She shouted at them. Her eyes caught the girl who seemed to be screaming at a cat man. A new senshi? Seriously? In a time like this. Things couldn’t get worst. However, if she was going to be touching this goop stuff, she was going to be doing something about it.
“Arid dry!” Even though she was moving slowly, she was trying to rub as much of the floor as she possibly could. Let it spread and give the youma a belly ache, she would not be digested without a fight!
Arid Dry
Ubasti must come into contact with skin for this attack to take effect. This attack causes a minor burning sensation that feels like you need to itch, like an allergic reaction to something, beware because the more you rub the effected area, the more the feeling spreads. This attack lasts around 25 seconds and can be used twice in battle. This attack can also injure friendly players.
The glory of his upgrade was very much short lived. Horrified, there wasn't much the now squire could do but turn and throw out an arm, grabbing a hold of Ploutonion to make sure he didn't somehow vanish from his sight again or worse as the train began to shift into organic material, into something - well, straight out of a nightmare, really. His yellow eyes were wide, horrified, and he lurched with the jerking of the train, rocking precariously in his boots - which were sticking to the floor. The horrible, awful, living floor.
"D-don't worry, Ploutonion, " and by now, he even cast the lotion-lieutenant a look too, not of anger but of - he didn't want the guy to take Ploutonion again, but that didn't mean he wanted any of them eaten by a monster either. "A-and you, I - I'm going to call f-for help, " and he was shaken, badly shaken, but still managed to reach down and pluck the remnants of a book off the floor, pulled a few intact pages, and hastily scribbled three key notes with his new and improved pen, all more or less saying the same thing:
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On train. Have Ploutonion. Train has become youma. We are trapped.
And just in case, his hand was shaking as Methone's note took on one extra line - not that he thought he'd - but because you never know:
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I love you.
Just like that, they were sent.
Noir Songbird
Grabbin' u
[Mistress Morbid]
No more fighting yay?
Pixie Nyxie
Note!
Syrie
Note!
Strickenized
Note!
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 2:03 pm
Rhea / HP: 120-10= 110 / Car 2
She stood on the train car and she thought with all her experiences so far, even at only 12 years old, but she was wrong. Her heart was thundering, as she tried to ignore her mother's cries for her while still trying to keep an eye on her because she didn't want anything to happen. She could feel others around her, bad and good. It was all a mix to her as she stood trying to be brave when all she really want to do was hug her mom and pretend this wasn't happening.
She jumped scurrying backward from the train that seemed to be very much alive itself. She backed up further only managing to bump right into the lady with the messy bun who she now knew was a bad guy.
Her eyes when wide the 12 year old chibi looking rather petrified before the liquid coated the floor and she found her feet covered in the stuff making it very hard to move as she tried to shuffle back away from the woman. Her phone buzzed and she called it to her as she continued backing away. The message gave a only a small bit of relief and she wasn't sure she should respond back cause other probably were.
Unless someone had purposely underinformed him, Ashanite was reasonably certain that the train turning into a youma was not part of the plan. He was glad for Mont Blonc's steadying hand, because otherwise the jolt of train car becoming monster might have thrown him off his feet - and that was the last thing he wanted, in all of this.
A voice crackled over his communicator - General Xenotime. When he responded, there was no quaver in his voice, no lack of certainty or present nerves.
Beejoux
"We're alive, and so is the damned train - innards and goop everywhere. I have two Lieutenants, a Captain, and a Mirror Eternal - and Order's crashed the party, but I hope we can all tell where the real danger is here."
The way he saw it, he had two options: continue playing Ploutonion, the lost, disaffected Squire turned Captain, for Mont Blonc's dubious benefit, or step up and be Captain Ashanite and take some damn command of the officers on his car.
Really, there was only one choice. Miasmite certainly didn't strike him as spineful command material, unless he was much mistaken in his brief read of the man.
So he reached up and squeezed Mont Blonc's shoulder, and then let go and called his weapons to his hand. At the same time, his uniform shifted back to normal - the shirt he'd thrown on disappeared, replaced with his usual open jacket and visible broken Saturn symbols.
He raised his voice, directed at everyone in the train car.
"As much as I'm sure we'd all love to try and kill each other any other given day, I think we have a slightly larger problem at hand - what kinds of magic and weaponry do we have available?" He might be able to start formulating, if he knew.
Hopefully the fact that Mont Blonc was all but vouching for him would win him over with Order, and he'd be able to keep the Negaverse officers present in line with his rank.
apologyfor double quotes, ******** up my formatting!
[Mistress Morbid]
Deviline
Sami-Fire
Miasmite
Sylent Nyte
Vanadinite
Noir Songbird
Ashanite
Pixie Nyie
Mintaka
frayedflower
Mont Blonc
Sunshine Alouette
Palatine
Sleet Tempest Snape
Chaldene
kuropeco
Fahrenheit I mean Celsius
chi honda
Mira
Guine
Varuna
Kaefaux
Loke
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 5:18 pm
Eurydike - 120 - 10 - 110hp - Car 2
Eurydike had already emerged from the bathroom, somewhat begrudgingly, when more Order signatures began to crop up around him, plenty more - which was all ******** well and good, except of course something worse had to happen. The walls began to morph, the bars became dangly bits, and the entire thing was just incredibly, horribly ********. "You have got to be ********' kiddin' me, " he spat out like it was venom, eyes desperately sweeping the car for a way out. "You've got to be ********' shittin' me!!"
But no, instead of a ******** way out, he realized some of the ******** Order powers he was feeling were ******** kids. What the ********? - they could do that? They could drag ******** kids into a world where people like Cinnabar existed? The thought, coupled with the sheer nature of the monster train itself, made him feel queasy.
Speaking of kids - one was getting close to one of those powered auras he was starting to recognize as stronger, and his eyes went wide and wild, struggling to make it closer around the panicking bodies that swarmed the car. Someone else managed to elbow his back, hard enough to make him gasp, but he didn't stop. The bandages, wet as they were, had already peeled off his face to reveal the angry, red, still healing trail of Cinnabar's claws from cheek to chin. His cast had softened under the torrent of water before, and he was still a bruised ******** mess that looked like he had no place ******** being here, because he ******** didn't okay.
He just barely managed to reach the kid, placing a ginger hand on her shoulder before something spilled out onto the floor, spilling over thin sandals and disgustingly right onto his goddamn feet. That time, he really did gag, although he tried to keep it in check. "******** this. ******** this, ******** this, <******** this, " he hissed out rapid fire instead, fumbling for something, anything, because he only had one round of defensive magic and there were so many ******** kids, and -
There! He fished a lighter out and tried it once with shaking hands, relieved beyond relief when he saw it still produced a spark, and then a flame. "Yo, anyone got somethin' flammable?!" he bellowed, waving the lighter in the air, "This ********' works!" all while keeping his eye on the poor ******** kid next to him, thinking to himself how ******** this whole war really was.
HP: 120-10 = 110 Out of the frying pan and into the fire.
One moment they were standing on the cold surface of the train car, glaring down agents that were also looking for a fight, the next they were standing in something that smelled awful! Phact felt her arm come up to her face as she ducked from the falling bags that had once been in over head storage.
All around them, seats, metal, even windows and doors began to change. It took her a moment to realize it but the male voice of what she took to be a feline confirmed it.
"Inside a what..." Phact called out shooting the cat a look before shaking her head. Damnit. All she wanted was a shopping date with a girlfriend and then to enjoy her evening with Quinn.
Quinn...at least he was okay.
The surprise though came at the fact that even the agents around them seemed unsure as to what was going on. Phact could only assume one of two things: They had all been betrayed by superiors or this youma had come after them on its own.
Grabbing Sabine's shoulder, she gave it a squeeze before moving through the slime towards the feline and the confused woman. "Look, bad time to explain but long story short, congratulations, you are a senshi. Magical girl if you want a translation.He is calling you that because in this form, you don't go by your human name." Phact quickly shot her a look and then gazed back at Sabine and the Mau human. "Not the best welcome but hey, we never seem to wake up anywhere convenient."
"We need too..." Phact started to say before she heard another senshi call out. Blaming everyone in the car was not going to solve anything. Attacking the stomach wall though...
LP
Whimsical Blue
Torvil
Kaefaux
Fiction1119
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 7:20 pm
Snowball sighed as he stood still on the phone with Polaris. "I swear. . . this is chaos." He muttered rubbing his head as Eros protested and yelled. Probably loudly enough that Polaris could hear her and then another pointing fingers at the negaverse. He was tired of it. "Sorry Polaris I'm going to raise my voice." He was polite enough to forewarn the princess.
"Stop pointing fingers. That is not going to get us off this damned train. I don't care who's fault it is, we all have to work together to get out. Redirect that anger into getting us out," He yelled clearly getting pissed off at the finger pointing.
He coughed and cleared his throat slightly, "Anddd... I'm back. Anyways, Eros, yes that is your senshi name. You're a magical girl. I realize this seems like a bad dream and obviously horrible timing but sorry sweetie you're going to have to roll with it."
He paused thinking, "A senshi is like a uh... Mage? Like a wizard, you have magic that you use in battles but you're also sorta squishy. I'm more like a . . . uhhh.... animal guide? Knights are you're meat shields, they're less squishy and have weapons - usefulness in their weapons lies in how you use it even if its not pokey. You're magic can either be offensive or defensive." His ears twitched, "You're attack's called Arrow of Passion but I'm not sure what it does, you'll have to figure it out." He pulled out of the air a phone for her, "This is your senshi phone, you're life line. And yeah it's pretty weird." He smiled at Phact who was trying to help too, "Thank you Sailor . . . ?" He trailed off looking at her ears twitching.
Then he found himself sighing softly again looking around the train and thinking about Polaris' question. Of course he was watching Ubasti who was attacking the youma, same one who made him raise his voice and he sort of hoped it actually boomed over the whole damned train not just their part of the car. "First glance it maybe both? I'm not sure it seems Organic but that doesn't mean there's not still any metal here. I don't have quite your talent there dear and didn't think to bring magnets with me. Looks like there's a senshi attacking. . . I'm not sure how much good that'll do. . . without a plan."
He paused when she said being a youma's hairball might not be that bad, "Nope, nope, nope. I don't want to be a hairball there's not enough Shampoo to get that outa my fur." He said in almost a sing song variation of nope ******** that.
Iris_virus
Still on the phone with Polaris; Snowball apologizes for yelling.
"We're all going to die if we don't work together." Sabine said, feeling heat rise to her cheeks. She was emboldened a bit by Phact taking a bit of a stance in teh matter. She winced at the slime though. God, she hoped her cousin was okay - he was on one of the other trains! OH NO! What if he was being eaten by the youma right at that moment.
She'd never forgive the Negaverse if anything happened to Dev.
"We need too... Figure a way out of here!" She looked around. Obviously the train was going to fast to even think about jumping. "We need to get in touch with someone to get the train to stop... Well... This THING to stop."
The goo was getting all over her boots she was never going to be clean again.
She looked back at the blind woman who was now a super senshi and frowned. That would have been good info to know but at least she wasn't completely defenseless.
Kaefaux
Sirene Naiads
LP
Whimiscal Blue
Frayedflower
Verithe
Sleet Tempest Snape
[quote="a-disgruntled-dragon"
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 7:53 pm
HP: 120-10: 110| Car 2
The shift from train car to youma had sent Stibnite stumbling forward and away from her target. It had started slow. She had her eyes on a little girl and her mother but that plan went out the window as they got soaked from the sprinklers.
And now that water had become slime.
Not just any slime but digestive fluid slime of doom.
Being one of the few agents that had not hide her uniform, Stibnite was not rushing around to change but she was now picking up more and more order auras. One of which was running around with a lighter acting as if he was going to burn the place down. Not to mention all of the kids. What was this? The appetizer car?
Stibnite pulled her communicator crystal out and to her lips. "Leucite! What the hell is going on? The train is...a youma!" She spat out to her Captain on the platform.
While waiting for his response, she glared daggers around her. She was a grunt in a sense. No real weapon besides her fist. But she still had some brain. Kill each other and you waste time. Get out first. It was like surviving out in the wild.
"Yo! Pyro! Check the bags that were spit out! Someone had to have had something else! Or even the pockets of the 'sleeping' passengers." The last part made her grin darkly.
Torvil
frayedflower
Sirene Naiads
Romantic Senshi
Offline
Strickenized
Garbage Cat
Offline
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 10:16 pm
Mistral's tampering with the console produced a rumbling within the train that caused the walls to ripple and pulse in typical peristaltic fashion. Some of the digestive globules lurched about, but none apparently gained sentient awareness of the potential food substances lingering on the train. A grunt sounded toward the front of the creature, and then a peculiar, tinny sound struck the ears of all inside.
Afterward came a voice. "Thank you for choosing Destiny City Port Authority. Please remember to keep an eye out for suspicious activity. Keep your belongings with you at all time. Keep hands and feet inside the train at all times. And remember, have a safe trip!" The tinny noises gained volume to form instrumental easy listening music.
Silverah
SINCE U DID THIS
Sleet Tempest Snape
Valeria
Verithe
Ywain
frayedflower
Amphitrite
Strickenized
Ochre
a-disgruntled-dragon
Bifrost
Whimsical Blue
Eros
Sirene Naiads
Phact
Torvil
Sabine
Kaefaux
Metis
LP
Snowball
[Mistress Morbid]
Caledonite
Kolina
Rebalite
Sirene Naiads
Stibnite
Sylent Nyte
Cyllene
frayedflower
Eurydike
a-disgruntled-dragon
Hydrus
Sunshine Alouette
Perdita
Kaori_luv
Rhea
Sami-Fire
Glitnir
Kolina
Harmonia
Guine
Oberon
[Mistress Morbid]
Deviline
Sami-Fire
Miasmite
Sylent Nyte
Vanadinite
Noir Songbird
Ashanite
Pixie Nyie
Mintaka
frayedflower
Mont Blonc
Sunshine Alouette
Palatine
Sleet Tempest Snape
Chaldene
kuropeco
Fahrenheit I mean Celsius
chi honda
Mira
Guine
Varuna
Kaefaux
Loke
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 10:58 pm
Mintaka // HP: 150 // Train Car 3
People chattered and worried and tried to move but the DMC knew a bit better. She wasn't far from Ashanite when he sent out his call and she made her way over to the captain.
"Excuse me!" She pushed Mont Blanc a little and then gently snatched the crystal away from the captain, "I'm really sorry to have bothered you for this but I need to get a hold of the captains I am working with." And with that, she stared into the crystal, willing it to send a message to Umber and Aurostibite.
"HEY! Hey! I'm here, we're okay for now. The train is lurching with whatever you guys are doing out there? I think we've looped around, I can't see anything outside the windows, but we can move between cars. Have you heard from any of the other operatives from the cars? Auro, I'm okay! Hello Umber! I took this crystal from-" she looked Ash, "What's your name hun?"
After the "trainsformation," Glitnir found himself standing in the aisle on a floor that now resembled something from an endoscopy picture put on Wikipedia. He heard a voice coming from somewhere, and when he moved his Knight ring hand, there was a little hologram of a Mercury Squire saying something about being at the controls and asking for feedback on what was happening on the train. (He was going to have to thank Cornelius for helping him with the upgrade; it actually worked!) Tapping the metal rim that composed the upgrade piece of his ring, Glitnir sent a message back. "Glitnir here. The train just gave an announcement and started playing elevator music. Not sure if that means anything helpful, but it's what's happening."
Was the youma-train singing for its supper? Glitnir brushed the thought aside and entertained a new one. The targeting of his magic could be a little nebulous at times. Sometimes it could hit one person, or everyone, or a few people. It had done something to the youma at the Luna Bay fiasco; perhaps it could affect the youma-train too? Focusing on thoughts of directing the magic to the youma, he pushed down on one scale basket and activated his magic.
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Magic: When weight is applied to one side of the scale (most likely Glitnir pushing on it with his finger), all enemies within 8 feet feel their major sins come to the forefront of their minds. If the target doesn't consider themselves to have sinned, they just gain a strong feeling in their minds that they have done something wrong and be unable to identify what it is (they might as well have left the oven on before they left the house). The air seems to grow "heavy" to them, and a feeling of pressure slows them down. The time pool for this magic is 35 seconds.
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Quoting all Car 2 people in case someone wants to consider themselves in range of/hit by Glitnir's magic (technically applies only to Chaos people, but considering what he's trying to do, the magic might radiate or misfire or something)!
Strickenized
Special quote in case it actually does something- Glitnir is trying to use his magic on the train.
