Basiluzzo took a moment to stare in surprise at the new sight to take in and try to understand. Giant blue woman in a bottle? Sure, why not? He'd been a captain of a ghost pirate ship. There had been an oasis whale. In the middle of the desert. Since it was an oasis, and all.
A whale.
He hadn't tried to go too far, not wanting to risk getting separated from Encke, but Basiluzzo distinctly did not appreciate being knocked back on the ground, and so he scrambled back to his feet as quickly as possible. He did not like the look of the bottle, even if he didn't recognize it, and he did not like the way she crushed it. Whatever it was, it was Bad she'd done that, he inferred. He did not like Bad.
It was a good thing he felt invigorated, because Basiluzzo wasn't keen on just standing around wondering what she was going to crush next. He wanted to believe it wouldn't be him or Encke, but he was more interested in trying to make sure it wasn't him or Encke. He was still somehow holding onto the glaive from the sand earlier, so that was going to have to do.
The fact that Encke, especially compared to Basiluzzo, could very well take care of himself did occur to him, but now he was committed.
Running forward, Basiluzzo pulled the glaive back and then swung it forward. Having it connect was immensely gratifying, considering Basiluzzo had exactly today experience with it, but the rebound, the retaliation and recoil, took his breath away. Alright, so this would not tickle.
That was Encke's first thought when he noticed that space seemed to be bottles again. If they were back at the hub, where were those other big bottles? Had they all been defeated?
-- Sounded like it, since the disembodied voice said they were. That was good. Could they go now? He wanted to go home and make s'mores with Richard. That would be nice. Just some relaxing s'mores and hot chocolate at whatever time of morning they would get back to their home. What time even was it? Did time matter in bottle dimensions?
-- Did time matter when bottles just became a giant woman with glassy bottle eyes?
Encke hadn't had the pleasure of visiting the cemetery himself, so his reaction to it being crushed probably wasn't as extreme as it should have been, but he certainly noted the surrounding reactions to it. Okay, bad. Noted.
They may begin? Begin attacking her?
This felt like a trap, almost, but this whole thing was a trap, so maybe he should just take it in stride.
Encke watched as Basiluzzo ran forward and struck the bottle woman with the glaive he had obtained, unable to help his cheers when Basiluzzo successfully struck her. Seeing him stumble backward, though, with a pained look on his face, instantly made Encke's heart rate rise. No. No. No no no no no--
Encke ran forward and punched at her himself, ignoring the throbbing pain that came with it.
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DMG: 4 Encke DMG Total: 4
HP: 50/55
note to self: 1d12 + 2 dmg
Inventory Attack Potion - 50 DMG Super Potion - 25 HP
Being magically sucked into yet another dimension wasn't exactly Mab's idea of a good time. It had not been endeared unto him as a transportation method, nor did it seem probable that it would do so considering just how badly it mussed the corrupt of spindle's hair.
She looked windblown and absolutely wrecked, her long hair coming free from the magical hair tie it was supposed to be in. "Excuse the ******** water genie in a bottle a la 1999 Christina Aguilera showed up to drown them all and that was that. Mab's temper snapped and the false personas slipped away, leaving the actual person behind the queen, behind the snarky senshi, behind the flashy fashionista: just a pissed off person with magic at their fingertips.
Much like in the Cemetery against the Gravekeeper, the corrupt's magic welled up from within, crackling around their body as they walked toward the Final? Boss. "Super ******** tired of this s**t...Mystic Spindle--"
Mab cast, sending the green magic right the hell into his opponent, painted mouth twisted with satisfaction each time the glowing attack struck. One- Two-- Three--- Solid hits. Strong hits. Didn't knock the watery wench down, nor did any permanent cracks appear in the bottle she was kneeling - or was it floating? - in.
Whatever, Mab wasn't the only one attacking Shamu.
Mab's Inventory: +25HP Super Health Potion
DMG: 10
Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 2:40 am
Page Aogashima HP: 35/35
Aogashima had gone to the sky bottle to look for Chambersite, only to find him not there, and had been about to go back to the central hub when she got sucked into a black hole... and dumped here. Some lady in a bottle who apparently had never heard of clothes was the owner of this place, she guessed, by the way she was telling them they had to defeat her to leave. The page watched as the giant bottle lady crushed a bottle, the cemetery she had woken up in twice after meeting unfortunate ends, and as naive as she was, at least somewhat managed to interpret from the lady's words that if they died here, they... were probably in trouble.
Uh-oh.
Certainly, Aogashima didn't want to be trapped here forever, not when she had so much ahead of her to live for... like her idol career, for one, and a certain Mauvian back home. That, and her siblings would miss her, maybe. Other people had started to battle with the bottle lady, but Aogashima... didn't really have any fighting skills, or a weapon, honestly, just her plastic planisphere. Idols weren't normally fighters, except maybe in one of her shows, after all.
Maybe she could sing? She knew lots of encouraging idol songs, after all!
So this was it, the final showdown. Lepus hadn't really anticipated that this was where they would end up when they were drawn into the black hole, but then again, was it really that much of a surprise? They were finally going against the big bad once and for all, and...
Oh, there went the bottle with the respawn point. So if they died again, it was game over from here on out, then? Well, never let it be said that Lepus wasn't up for a challenge. Although she still wasn't sure if Etoile had made it here or not, she rushed forward, swinging a fist like she was taught.
Chambersite finally spotted the page that had accompanied him through parts of whatever event this was and ran over to her. "Well, I see that you managed to make it out." He said, grinning at her. He had expected everyone to make it, but he still liked to tease.
He summoned his "weapon" and threw it at the "lady" but he doubted it did anything other than to annoy her. But at this point he didn't want to get anywhere close to the thing.
Versailles only just managed to see that Mab was here before the fighting started. Although he would have liked to be able to throw something at the woman, he instead only had his fists and feet and his uncontrollable hair to deal with her. But since he could jump quite far, at least he would be able to hit her if she decided to fly a bit off the ground. Maybe. It would depend on if she stayed within hitting distance.
And so that was what he did, he jumped up and sent a fist out at her, immediately regretting it because he felt pain course through his body, and barely managed to land on his feet when he went back down onto the ground. At least he didn't trip over his own hair this time.
Bernard saw Lepus, and sent a greeting to her, but now was not the time to be making any pleasant conversation! The fighting had started, which meant that he had to do his part too! He steadied himself, which wasn't too hard, and sent a kitty beam straight at the woman. However, part of it seemed to hit her, but also the bottle that she was in, and bounced back and hit Bernard!
He yelped when his own reflected beam hit him, and had to check the area to see how bad the damage was. Hopefully he hadn't burnt his skin with the attack.
The victory over that damned sand snake was incredibly short lived, and it seemed like they had mere seconds to enjoy it before they were being pulled, sucked really, through what appeared to be a black hole. It didn't feel great, though Genbu supposed she should be thankful they didn't wind up in graves again.
However, was this really better?
A few moments later it became abundantly clear that this was indeed better, because whoever this giant woman was, she had the ability to shattered the various worlds attached to this place, and the first destroyed was the cemetery. Blue eyes widened as she watched the dust and glass shards fall, and all at once the prospect of her own mortality returned to her full force.
At Eurydike's prompting Genbu rushed to regroup with their little group. Which wasn't quite as little as it had been. They'd been joined by yet another corrupt senshi, this one an eternal Eurydike called Still.
"Oh, I forgot about that!" She shouted as she watched Eurydike grab the vial he'd found and throw at at the giant woman. Genbu grabbed for her own at her waist with a fierce grin so she could do the same.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 10:37 am
[ Page Giza is Entering! ] HP: 30/35 DMG to BOSS: 6
A short lived victory and an alarming trip through what looked very much like a black hole and Giza found himself standing with Pavo in yet another reality bending world. This one bore a similiar resemblance to the first they'd arrived in, but instead of the bottles there seemed to be actual stars in this infinite landscape.
He stuck close to his companion, dark eyes wide as he watched the overseer of this place finally make her entrance and smash a bottle between her large hands. As Pavo turned to him he looked down at her, and the question, that look on her face made him smile tiredly. "Yes." If this was their only way out, than there was no more room for hesitation or doubts. They would have to give this fight everything they had in order to escape this realm to get back to their own.
It look to him as though this place had any hidden weapons stashed away, so it would be magic and might that won them this battle. "I'm with you." They would attack together.
As she rushed forward he followed a second after, but instead of a kick the page threw his strength and his weight behind his shoulder.
The sky opened before him and he found himself again among the galaxies of bottles. So many worlds, so many locations, all trapped with a little glass vial. All trapped here by...
This woman.
Golden eyes hardened and he clenched a fist. This woman was the reason they were all here, the reason he'd died, the reason for everything. Fire burned in his belly, surged through his veins, and he felt the rage the size of a leviathan wriggle under his skin. It squirmed and shifted and wanted to be out, out out.
"Deep Sea Monsters!" he ground out, summoning a leviathan from his palm. It slithered across the ground, gnashing teeth and lashing tail. Even at five feet long, it still wasn't quite long enough to do much though.
It mattered not. He would drown her in the depths himself if he had to.
Skoll opened her eyes to stare at the nebulae of bottles again. She was here, where ever here was. She looked around, eyes settling on the woman sitting upon – or in- the bottle floating in the sky. Rage began to bubble in her chest, searing through any pain she already felt, any other uncertainty. She'd died, she'd tried to find her way through the catacombs, and it was all because of this b***h. She rolled a shoulder and cracked her knuckles. Every muscle in her body coiled as she sank into a familiar stance, gold eyes never falling from her prey.
And prey this woman was.
Oh this woman was going down. She was going to shatter that little bottle she sat in and stab a shard of the glass through her little heart. She had no qualms in killing this one. She’d gladly have her blood on her hands, on her face, in her hair. There was nothing she wouldn’t do to this woman.
The rage howled in her chest, a snarling wolf with its heckles on end and teeth bared.
Skoll clenched a fist and shot forward, landing a blow on that bottle with a snarl on her face and a howl in her throat.
Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 2:07 pm
[Allegra Marchesi is ENTERING] Inventory: Super HP Potion 25/25 HP
Allegra was having a moment of having trouble breathing, when she initially materialized. It felt so strange, being shoved through space and/or time, having her body seem to be the same after moving distances that she could not judge or guesstimate but without her being involved in the decision to do so. She closed her eyes... Then opened them, staring at the woman in the bottle... If, indeed, a woman she was. Allegra could not tell that much, all she could be sure of was that this was outside of her realm of experience, once again, and part of her just wanted to flee.
But there was nowhere to flee to, and so she had to make the only other choice available to her. She had to stand and deal with the situation.
She turned to listen to what Eoin and Loreley were saying, a slight frown twisting her lips. "I know absolutely no one. You two are the only ones I could name and I've known you for what? A few hours at most?" She couldn't be sure of that, of course, given that time here seemed to be unmarked, and there was no signs to guess by. "I am sorry if I am of little use. But perhaps we should try to see if we can attack the creature from behind?"
In books she'd read, assaults from an unprotected rear seemed to be more effective, and while she had no idea if it was truly unprotected from behind, it was worth a try, to her way of thinking, to see if they could get SOME sort of tactical advantage that way.
[Super Sailor Nix is entering] Inventory: 1x HP potion 45/45 HP
In spite of the seriousness of the situation, Nix wa perhaps a bit disappointed that the wad of cloud he'd managed to grab had been blown away in being forcefully relocated to...here.
To oblivion. Well, hopefully not the permanent kind.
He gazed around, watching as people moved to attack, and were hit in turn. He didn't want to immediately hop into attacking this...woman(?), because who knew how well that was really working. Maybe a bit of teamwork would go far...But with whom? So many powered people...
Not all of which were powered, he noticed. Guts of steel on those people.
For the moment, Nix waited, his (real) tongue visible between his lips as he thought about the best way to get out of this alive, and with (hopefully) everyone's limbs intact.
