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Strickenized rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-8)
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 Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2017 6:17 am
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Only after entering the building did Morpheus realize that he had a better shot of things if he jumped around outside. Being a little afraid of heights, the Mirror Senshi wasn't keen on jumping around and risking his life on precarious beams or shitty signs as ricochet points. But what choice did he have out there? The whole place was pretty much a dump, and from the inside, all he had to look forward too was falling through the swiss chees flooring and breaking his a** on the steel support beams beneath it. But he already got himself into this mess, so he figured he better own up and stick with it instead of backing out like a b***h.
So stick with it he did - Morpheus rounded a few abandoned barrels and started up the stairs before he saw a great pool of that tar s**t spewing down between the stairs like some ugly waterfall. He leapt the rest of the distance to the second floor, then started through the area by avoiding the giant pits into the floors below. It sounded like others followed him inside - he heard voices echoing through some of the bigger gaps in the flooring, and caught a few stray sights of black. And Morpheus knew he felt Dark Mirror senshi, but they sounded preoccupied enough in each other that broaching them now felt like busting into a party where he wasn't invited. And Morpheus wasn't about that ******** that s**t.
So Morpheus pushed on, and hoped that if he could make a good impression, then they'd be the ones rolling up to talk to him. Inward fantasies built up about other Dark Mirror senshi complimenting him on his sheer badassery after the fight, which drove him forward to turn such dreams into a reality. And when he reached the top of the building, Morpheus burst out with what strength he could, and launched straight into an attack on the abomination before him.
He might've closed his eyes to the damnable thing long before he raised his fist, but no one would see that.
Quote: Morpheus: 45/50 Stage: 1 Madness: 5/100 Attack: Roll your dice and put your value here Boss HP: 369/400Spell: Defensive (-2 HP)
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2017 8:15 am
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Quote: Marcasite: 70/70 Stage: Second Madness: 0/100 Attack: 0 Boss HP: 369/400Spell: Defense (-2 Damage) Attack (+2 Damage)
They had been running their first practical on the field when the night had taken a turn for...well the worst. Marcasite was uncertain what to call the creature that she had followed, that had led her and her charge into the thick of the fray and to a crumbling warehouse. Before them were a mix of uniforms and her instinct was to go and crush the white moon pests who's auras bled beneath the swirling oppression of something else.
It was the something else that had her squaring her shoulders and for her weapon fan to materialize in her hand.
To her lieutenant, Marcasite's blue eyes examined her face. "This isn't what I had in mind but..." Her gaze flickered back over to the wraith creature, something that looked like it had crawled out of a place it didn't belong. It didn't look youma, but her knowledge of anything mirrorwalker related was minimal, nearly non-existent.
"What do you say we help take care of ugly?" Something told her that if they didn't things were going to be a problem.
Quote: people are welcome to engage with marcasite |
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2017 1:42 pm
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Eternal Dark Mirror Senshi Avior
Something about the look Laverna gave made Avior wish to retreat from where they were, atleast away from them for a bit so he wouldn't intrude. That feeling only grew as her sarcasm filled his ears, forcing her next words of greeting to be treated with doubt. But atleast Remarque was as kind as he remembered.
"It is good to see you too, Remarque. At a later time we'll have lunch or something, but for now, let's go. I'm out of practice, but I'll do what I can." With a nod, he followed closely after Katya, only to find the frightening wraith looming threateningly over them and the kitten stumble about. They certainly weren't the only ones running in expecting a fight, but even now Avior wasn't much of a fighter, more of a defender with his walls of magic coming about them. Rather than attack head on, he gently leaned down and scooped up Katya after her attack, pulling her back away from the fighting just a bit. The Negaverse still gave him chills and he'd rather be far away from them than here fighting along side them. Atleast now he could have an excuse to back away, being labeled a coward be damned.
"Come, miss! You seemed to have exhausted yourself way too soon." He spoke gently to her, in a non-accusatory way. "How long til you are good on your feet again? It would be best to keep you safe!"
Quote: Avior: 70/70 HP Stage: 3rd Madness: 0/100 Attack: N/A Boss HP: 369/400Spell: N/A 3 spells
Defense (-2 Damage)
Defense (-2 Damage)
Defense (-2 Damage)
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2017 2:00 pm
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Quote: Tantalite: 50/50 Stage: First Madness: 0/100 Attack: 0 Boss HP: 369/400Spell: Defense Magic: -2 damage from boss auto attack
It was strange how naturally it had come to her. At least, the change in absolute being had. While normally not one to fall into step behind others, Cer- no, Tantalite - was also not quite ready to make a fool of herself by not knowing how these strings were played in comparison to the ones she often masterfully kept at her fingertips. So when Marcasite had seemingly seen something worth following, Tantalite had fallen in behind her.
There were no instincts in her yet. Those had yet to be instilled, taught, learned from those whom she would be surrounded by.
She looked back to Marcasite when she spoke, nodding slowly as she slid one hand through the air, the less-intimidating (and in fact, rather fragile seeming) violin bow settling easily into her palms. It really seemed like such a waste.
"A creature like that deserves a good dirge," she agreed, it being the closest to anything resembling a joke she had ever made. "If this is what we have to work with, by all means. A rough start is better than none."
Quote: Hello yes, my tiny Nega-child is now here. Look at her, getting played. uwu |
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Kaefaux rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2017 3:15 pm
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[roll~]
Quote: Seraphinite: 45/50 Stage: First Madness: 5/100 Attack: 5 + 2 = 7 Boss HP: 362 /400Spell: Offensive Magic: +2 to your dice roll |
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2017 3:24 pm
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Quote: Lieutenant Reinerite: 50/50 Stage: First Madness: 0/100 Attack: n/a this post Boss HP: 362/400Spell: Defense (-2 damage from boss auto attack)
Reinerite hadn't been planning to head quite this far out when she headed out for the evening. In fact she hadn't really had anything planned other to spend some time working on her quota and then the rest of the evening working on work for her classes–
And then she had felt the strange aura after making the shift from Ashley to Reinerite and that had changed things.
It had had her turning left and away from the bars that were her preferred places to find targets donators for a more useful purpose.
She had ended up outside a multiple storey building that had some sort of blackness oozing down the structure, grey eyes watching it for a long few moments because she hadn't seen anything like the substance that seemed to be spreading its way across the building.
And whilst Reinerite had no idea what it was, or why it had appeared, it seemed to be chaotic in nature.
She stepped forward, intending to get a better look, although she also summoned her snow globe to hand - because whilst as a weapon it wasn't much - it was also a lot better than nothing.
Quote: And Reinerite is open for interaction |
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a-disgruntled-dragon rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-8)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 9:40 am
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Quote: Sailor Hydrus: 40/50 Stage: Basic Madness: 10/100 Attack: 3 Damage! Boss HP: 366/400Spell: 1/1 Attack
Several other signatures of power flared up on his radar, and it took Hydrus a second to become accustomed to the start change in it. The aura radar had never been a problem, however it surprised him how wrong and nasty the auras of Order felt to him. Even though he'd been a part of their side barely weeks ago, the whole idea felt revulsive. It startled him enough, the oily goop splashed onto his face.
Gross. He retaliated with another rock, and decided maybe it was better to put some distance between him and the creature.
Hydrus gravitated towards the more welcoming Chaos signatures - that was going to take some getting used to - and found himself near a rather familiar general. He gave a glance to the other Dark Mirror around the building with the wraith, and decided to keep his focus on Auro for the time being.
After all, this was the man who was supposed to keep Mintaka safe.
"Aurostibite, a pleasure to see you, even in such... circumstances,"
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kuropeco rolled 1 12-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-12)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 10:14 am
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General Aurostibite
Aurostibite took several steps backwards, boots skidding across the ground, his cape shifting behind him. Both arms rose, blades held at the ready, black oil dripping thickly from the wraith, splashing on the ground, on Aurostibite's uniform.
A voice - a familiar voice - had caught his attention. Aurostibite's gaze flickered sideways, his brows drawing together.
"Hydrus," he said, then looked back at the wraith, lips pressing together. "It seems there's...a small problem preventing a proper greeting, yes."
He caught sight of his lieutenant a short distance away; Reinerite was a strong-minded individual, and she worked well with everything that she had been given, so it was pleasing to see her arrive and insinuate herself into the fray without hesitation.
Aurostibite lunged forward once more, blades slashing, and then stumbled back, his chest heaving. To Hydrus, he said, "Have you seen Mintaka?"
Quote: General Aurostibite: 65 / 70 Stage: General Madness: 10 / 100 Attack: 7 Boss HP: 353 / 400Spell: 2 attack (+2 to attk dice), 1 defense (-2 from auto dmg)
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Sirene Naiads rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 10:19 am
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Nuxaz rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 10:52 am
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a-disgruntled-dragon rolled 1 8-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 11:18 am
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Quote: Lt. Leifite: 40/50 Stage: First Madness: 10/100 Attack: 6 Boss HP: ???/400Spell: 1/1 Offense
And so Leifite, in all that was great and terrible about her, chucked yet another rock at the creature, only to be rewarded with yet more insufferable oil dripped onto her head. Her head! It slopped down her hair, all by pulling the clasp holding her bangs up, and she yelped in frustrated pain as it pulled on her hair.
So now, she was coated in the material, she could have sworn it was leaking into her high waisted pants, and she was throwing. Rocks. At it.
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Infinities rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 5:03 pm
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Quote: Titanite: 50/60 Stage: Captain / Second Madness: 10/100 Attack: 1d10 - 9 (+2) 11 DAMAGEBoss HP: 338/400 (based on rolls ONLY, not all filled in to say if spells used) Spell: 1/2 Attack Using 1 spell
There were more people coming, and Titanite must have gotten lucky; her next blow was one that made a splash, or... a dent, or.... well. It did nothing, but it was solidly landed, at least.
Try harder! Marthozite's voice rang through her head. You're practically useless. They're all going to walk on you. Use you. You're weak.
And he was dead. Titanite pulled away, wiping her hand over her face, trying to focus her mind. What was this creature? Why was it here? Whatever it was, it was a problem. |
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litian rolled 1 8-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 9:16 pm
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Quote: Lieutenant Reinerite: 45/50 Stage: First Madness: 5/100 Attack: 6 Boss HP: 332/400Spell: Defense (-2 damage from boss auto attack)
There had appeared to be something perched on top of the building, although the inky blackness descending down the building had made it hard to get a good look at it.
Reinerite knew it was there however - because she could feel it–
Just as she could feel other auras - familiar cool chaotic auras of the Negaverse of varying strengths...
And there were other auras - ones that were unfamiliar to her - although they lacked the overly sweetness that characterised Order auras.
In fact they had a coolness to them that make her think of chaos, although she had come across them prior to today.
Reaching the top had necessitated making her way up the building - all 5 stories of it - closer acquaintance with the inside making her realise that it was a warehouse of some sort–
And the trip up had also made her wish more than ever that she had the ability to teleport.
This close however Reinerite could see that her earlier assessment of there being something up on top had been a correct one - although it wasn't anything that she had ever come across.
She rigged up her belt around the snowglobe, something she had done before, before stepping forward to swing it at the–
The whatever the thing was...
...Never going to step out of your sisters' shadows...
Grey eyes blinked for a moment, in confusion because Reinerite could have sworn that she heard something whisper and then she mentally shook her head and tightened her grip on the belt.
Quote: Reinerite is open for interactions :3 |
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 9:26 pm
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Dark kitty Katya
"I don't know. I don't get into many fights - I am a cat." And most wouldn't let her get into a fight, plus it was rare she got herself into a mess like this really. "This sort of thing is rare to get involved in." She admitted as she curled into the warmth, and comfort, the dark mirror senshi's arms and chest offered her. Reaching up to knead at his chest with her paws some.
"Shouldn't you be helping though...although...what is your magic?" She didn't know what his sphere or his magic was. Maybe he was better as support or had some boost or healing type of magic. It would be best then if he kept back as well...best not to have the help, the healing and boost giving sorts, taken out before they can help those in need.
Quote: Character Name Here: 45/50 Stage: Dark kitty! Madness: 5/100 Attack: - Boss HP: 400/400Spell: Offensive (+2)
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2017 8:34 am
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Lt. Faustite
The long ricochet journey toward the rooftops left Faustite unimpressed with his own relative lack of fitness. His body constrained him as it often did. However, he noted significant progress in how he need not stop to rest after leaping up the mess of abandoned or unfinished buildings to crown the warehouse rooftop, and considered it worthwhile progress in his training regiment. Whether Umber would see it the same way or as evidence of his continued failure was to be determined.
Once he tore eyes from the figure posing as focal to the scene, Faustite next ensured that he stepped in none of the blackened puddles. He knew nothing of them, and judging by the strikes made against the figure, anyone who touched it incurred more of the viscous fluid. He frowned, and picked out a lieutenant from the burgeoning crowd.
She looked fit herself, and relatively unfazed by the creatuer. He caught that she shook her head, howeer, and took this as an opportunity for inspection. Faustite covered the remaining distance in a last jump and hailed her as best he could. "Hey," he called from a safe distance. "Are you alright? What is that?" He pointed toward the wraithlike entity claiming dominion over the rooftop.
Quote: Faustite: 50/50 Stage: 1 Madness: 0/100 Attack: — Boss HP: 332/400Spell: Healing (+5 HP)
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