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......Oh you had to be -******** kidding-. The young captain's mouth had dropped open as he stared at the now quite living cake. Was this some kind of sick trick of karma to get back at him for eating so many sweets? Really? REALLY? A ******** cake. Alive. With the crystal they needed embedded in it's frosting covered little ********. Him.

Scheelite moved to summon his guitar, thinking maybe just maybe he could zap the cake into submission. But then a better plan presented itself in the form of an example.

Screw blowing up the cake, he'd -eat- the cake. He'd eaten enough cake in his time for this not to be a problem. So bounding forward quite quickly, Scheelite nabbed his own piece of cake and started to search for the crystal, consuming the bits that were nothing more than (quite alive) cake.

Petalite frowned, really? They had to eat the whole cake. This was ridiculous and she had the feeling she was going to have a stomach ache in the morning. Rushing the table she jumped onto it, heels skidding as she slid across the table. Keeping an eye on the cake she reached out and grabbed a fistful as she slid by before she landed on the ground. Looking at the cake in her hand she attempted to eat it without looking like a complete heathen. And was carefully checking for any Crystal that might be in it. She didn't want to think what Beryl would do to get the Crystal back if she accidentally swallowed it. Her eyes were alert as she stood by the table and ate the cake, sure that someone would attack her soon.

The crystal was important.

Castor knew that much. Why else would the queen of the negaverse herself show up in physical form? Not only that, but she showed up to power up her once weak youma? This was bad, it was seven layers of bad. Chronos was here. Chronos, the Princess of the Zodiacs. The only princess that he knew of. Castor was moving.
The crystal was important.
Castor couldn't protect everyone. The screams echoed in the ballroom. Youma around him, the queen so close. He remembered his last encounter with her, with what she was capable of. Ice was pumping in his views.
The crystal was important.
And then...and then Castor looked at himself. He wasn't a super anymore. He wasn't stupidly blind to the level of a threat Beryl was anymore. And he knew Chronos wasn't either. But how many senshi were? How many hadn't even reached the level of knowledge needed to know how to jump across rooftops without risking in jury?
The Crystal was important.
Yes, it was.
But it wasn't important as protecting those he loved. So long as the queen was untouched and unoccupied she could summon youma and give them power as much as she liked. He knew it was risky, but-
"STINGING STORM!" The area attack was aimed at the queen and her loyal minions.
The crystal was important, but so was protecting those he loved.



Marlo was busy filming anything and everything. Why? The door was still on the other side of the room. As he shimmied along the wall, he passed one perfect cake. And...He blinked. Why the hell hadn't the thing fallen over or worse? Monsters ran about. Magical attacks were being flung, and now some lady was slinging around one staff and powering up monsters left and right. And now that crystal was on top on said cake. Which was alive. He kept filming. Curiousness got the better of him. Curiousness, and the fact some little girl was attempting to eat the cake mon-wait.
EATING
A
CAKE
MONSTER.
His dream echoed. Two problems, one solution? Okay, maybe not that so much. But still. He, if he was going to die, might as well die with something good to eat. Marlo ran over and made an attempt to grab some cake. Death with dessert in hand.

He would die a hero's death
(Marlo roll)

Spica couldn't resist, she laughed, a nervous laughed, and things were so crazy she couldn't believe it.

“A cake…..alive. A monster cake moving” The only youma she fought was a book so well it was just as crazy as the first time.
She looked at the cats. “They want us to eat this….thing too?”

-The appearance of the dark queen had sent a shiver of terror through Polaris' body, and for a moment she forgot the youma she was assaulting. This was no image like before, but a tangible threat. The power that rippled through the room was dark and immense, and Polaris found herself jumping back to avoid being creamed by the suddenly larger and angrier youma. ALL of the youma had gotten bigger.. and the number advantage that the scouts might have had.. it didn't matter now. Not with a queen AND bigger badder youma.-

"Magnetic field!" -A punch bowl and some silverware flew at the youma in front of her, making an opening that allowed her to fully see the cake spring to life. She stabled herself against the trembling floor, looking back and forth and weighing her options. Stay with the civilians and fight youma? Join Castor in his attack against the bad guys? Or try to do something about that cake?

For now she had to wait if she wanted her powers to charge up enough to be helpful, so the cake it was. Running and jumping, dodging and sliding she made it to the cake. She hadn't noticed the cats, but she did see the other people attacking the cake. She tore at it with her hands trying to destroy it.-

Orion had the unfortunate luck to be right next to the table as the cake monster came alive. It's roar was deafening and not at all pleasant. Stepping back from the table he watched the monster thing with wide eyes. He could Meteor Rain it, but there were just too many people around and this time he was actually thinking about the collateral damage he'd do. Luckily for him a solution was presented as Derp began to eat the cake. That little cat-girl was a genius! Rushing forwards he grabbed a fistful of cake and shoved it in his mouth, not even thinking about what he looked like, or whether or not he'd swallow the crystal.

He was just about to grab a second handful of cake when he saw a familiar face across the room. His mouth still half full from his first bite his words were mumbled. "DEFI?!" Swallowing quickly he stared at his ex-girlfriend with wide eyes. What the hell was she doing here?! Handing the second fistful of cake to Merope he looked down at his buddy. "I'll be right back!" And then he took off, ducking and weaving and forcing himself to Devi's side. Grabbing her arm he looked down at her. "What the hell are you doing here, Devi?!" His alarm was probably ruined by the fact that he had cake all over his face.

Chibimoon was not at all concerned with that crystal any longer. Not once Beryl stepped into the room. Her situation and experiences with corrupted were rather different from the norm in that she had chosen it willingly and had been slowly filled with it from the inside out, until her blood was entirely Dark Power. Once upon a time, she'd almost been a part of Chaos. Having Beryl in the room was almost blinding to the girl who was so painfully attuned to those forces, and there was little to no thought.

It didn't matter that she was more powerless than the time Beryl had kicked her off Destiny Tower and into the streets of the city. All she knew was that this woman had to be stopped, and she was the Princess. She had to do this, for her mama. For them all.

"Chronos. I am going to do something stupid. I am sorry." Stepping into the line of sight, Chibimoon held her kaleidoscope wand in both hands like a ward. "MOON GORGEOUS MEDITATION!" It was pointed and Beryl and surprisingly, fired again! However, the pink teen could feel the energy draining out of her body to shoot along with the attack, her crystal not at all supporting the power that she was channeling. It was a clear reminder, almost like being scolded that said plainly -- 'You are not Sailor Moon. Stop pretending.'

Sheldon was contemplating which direction to crawl when the senshi of snow found him and grabbed him by the arm. He eyed the fur covered girl for a moment, making a repulsed face over her idea of him actually being some sort of powered being. "What do you think I'm doing?" He yelled at her, "I'm just trying to figure out the best way.... not... to get killed." He went on, his sentence dying on his lips as his attention was turned elsewhere and the cake started to get feral on them.

He looked back at the senshi - having deduced her side from her clothing and her 'need' to help him [her clothing though, seemed... odd] - and then pointed at the cake. "Shouldn't you do something about that?" Well, besides the other monstrous things around. But an evil cake...