First Stage characters and Cats in Human Form should roll 5+1d10 for physical damage. (min 6 damage, max 15)
Imhotep spared a glance toward his husband. He didn't know what the wings meant entirely, but he could tell it was a good thing, and Imhotep was glad to see it. "Finally, something going our way." Ducking toward what seemed to be the main target, Imhotep swung as hard as his tiring body could allow him.
First Stage characters and Cats in Human Form should roll 5+1d10 for physical damage. (min 6 damage, max 15)
Tikal was, herself, tiring - and quickly. Taking a moment to stand with her hands on her knees, she looked up at the princess--she knew that was what she was from her own princess--with a mixture of confusion and awe. It was good timing! Or, at least, could-be-worse timing!
Whether it was the sight of the new princess or something else, Tikal grit her teeth, shoved herself upright, and gave as much of a body slam as her body was currently capable of slamming.
Whimsical Blue
Amasis rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1Total: 1 (1-6)
Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2022 7:04 am
Cadet Yddagen HP: 40/50 Damage to the Source:11 -- B1: 5/5, B2: 5/5, B3: 5/5
First Stage characters and Cats in Human Form should roll 5+1d10 for physical damage. (min 6 damage, max 15) First Stage Concentrated Attack: 10 + 1d6 damage
Yddagen stopped for a moment, stunned, to admire the transformation and the subject of it. The next moment, he remembered that he was trying to protect Neryn, not to mention himself. His blaster had one last charge in it somehow, and Yddagen let it go toward the source of the problem.
Maybe if everyone killed it, the other monsters would just... disappear.
Encke grit his teeth at the blights and their source, preparing to hurl another attack at it, feeling the energy spark to his hands.
But then there was a whole new energy in the air, and a whole new smell that followed it.
It had been a very long time since he had felt a new princess. The only princess he knew of that was around was Ganymede, even as much as he would always wonder what came of the princess who saved his life, Chronos. His eyes widened at the sight of someone reaching that pinnacle of power, widened further as he felt the energy return to him, the strength and power return to him--
Basiluzzo took immediate advantage of it, bringing the wind to their feet.
Encke grinned, gathering the magic back and funneling that heat and electricity right at the source.
She had never had the privilege of watching a senshi become a royal, and it took her breath and attention away for a moment until she felt the wind at her feet from her bonded's husband. Right. She could deal with the princess later. Now wasn't the time to gawk.
He had no idea what it meant either, but he sure felt better for it. Promethei cracked his knuckles and turned his attention to the still remnant and likely foolish blight--
"Seriously. I'm so done with these ********. Besides," he swung again, "already got my sample."
Second Stage characters and Sailor Cats should roll 8+1d10 for physical damage (min 9 damage, max 1cool
Invigorated by the wind at his back but aware that it was dissipating much faster than normal, Basiluzzo wound back and let fly before the wind could dissipate entirely.
Sailor Ran HP: 30/50 Damage to the Source: 12 + 8 = 20 -- B1: 5/5, B2: 5/5, B3: 5/5
First Stage characters and Cats in Human Form should roll 5+1d10 for physical damage. (min 6 damage, max 15)
Ran also took advantage of the wind while he could, gratified by how solid it felt when his sneaker connected.
First Stage characters and Cats in Human Form should roll 5+1d10 for physical damage. (min 6 damage, max 15)
"Gross." And he meant that. What if it had toxic properties on its own? What if one of the monsters could spawn out of it? How would that look, a monster in their kitchen?
He'd worry about that later. For now, he'd try to do what he could--
First Stage characters and Cats in Human Form should roll 5+1d10 for physical damage. (min 6 damage, max 15)
She was exhausted, but she still had enough in her for at least another go--
Cadet Yddagen HP: 40/50 Damage to the Source:13 -- B1: 5/5, B2: 5/5, B3: 5/5
First Stage characters and Cats in Human Form should roll 5+1d10 for physical damage. (min 6 damage, max 15)
"Get behind me!" he called to Neryn over the noise of everyone going after the biggest monster in the room, himself included. Yddagen's blaster read empty again, so he reholstered it and threw his weight behind his hands and feet. All the while, he kept Neryn in the periphery of his vision, and the proximity of his body. He'd try to keep Neryn from taking any hits from the oozing monsters around them--
Antisana's head canted slightly, expression betraying just... intrigue, as if he was examining something foreign. He did not understand her tears or desperation. Didn't know why she wouldn't choose to just be content in the knowledge that they had fought their hardest. They had done their best. They were together now, and that was enough. Because it simply must be. Others out there were great, for whatever it meant. It hardly seemed relevant to this moment.
His hand slid from where it gripped her arm up to her cheek, gently thumbing away the little dots of wetness at the corner of her eye. "Do you consider it surrender?" He asked softly, after her instruction that he 'wasn't allowed to give up.'
Maybe it meant something different to her than it did to him.
"I think-"
But nothing he thought in that moment was more important than anything else that happened simultaneously. A great wave of radiance accompanied some surge of magic from the girl- Ida- who'd called them there. With that, the worst of the exhaustion was held at bay, and on the heals of that came some other force of magic that Antisana didn't recognize from some man he couldn't place a name or face to. In his uncertainty over what the spell that lingered in the air around him actually did, he separated himself from Eleonora, blinking quizzically at her.
Before he turned back to the monsters. For whatever Ida had managed, it seemed like most everyone had found the strength to rally around her, then. Many magical attacks sparked through the air, accompanied by various shouts and hollers. He glanced back at her and murmured again, "It is okay."
It would've been even if this hadn't been the outcome.
Shanyume
Kyuseisha no Hikari rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7Total: 7 (1-10)
The flood of energy signatures was overwhelming and disorienting, and Beira was having a difficult time focusing on more than just the repeated actions of dodging, hitting, checking on the other two. The waves of Blight were unending, and even with the surge of an Order signature, he didn’t feel good about this.
He was tired, and worried that they were getting reckless. “Surtur,” he protested, and looked at Rainier apologetically. That sounded less optimistic than he’d wanted to hear from the other Senshi, and he didn’t want to see him get hurt.
Not as badly as it was starting to sound.
He didn’t feel like he needed to run, not yet, but maybe it was a bit of pride. Maybe it was obligation. He wasn’t ready to give up.
He didn’t want Surtur to get himself hurt, or worse.
There were others that were attacking the powerful, looming monster. “Rainier, are you all right?” he asked, and lashed out at the monsters that ha blocked his way back to the creature in the center. If they could get rid of the smaller ones, maybe they could help–maybe they could have Surtur’s back and make sure they all got out of there in one piece.
Maybe.
Shanyume
Guine
Kyuseisha no Hikari
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2022 9:38 am
General Rakovanite HP:56 Damage: N/A Concentrated Attacks Remaining: 2/4
Rakovanite's dark gaze trailed slowly over the shape of full, white wings, following from the Princess' waist out to the very tips of long feathers. Another of them, finding some confidence in her ability to aid and command any who had answered her call for assistance. He should probably be offended by the prickle of aura that easily overpowered anyone else's. But he didn't know what he felt.
Not anger. Just... something.
Surprise? Maybe vindication for how he hadn't wanted to be here from the start, and that his subordinates had no business being here, either. Diasporite especially seemed easily tripped up, probably due in no small part to the very near proximity he kept at Rakovanite's heel. He twisted where he stood, threw an arm out to catch the younger man around the waist and hefted him bodily over his shoulder. He turned his head to mutter the word, "Enough," into Diasporite's hip, and then another sharp flicker of energy brought both of them directly directly before Markeb.
He expected resistance from her, since she'd certainly never seen eye-to-eye with him. But she also had the unfortunate distinction of being the only one of anyone here he needed to express concern for, that he could not simply will into following him. He snatched at her, fingers curling not especially gently around her forearm as he looked her dead in the face.
"We are done." And that was the only warning she got as Rakovanite teleported himself and Diasporite and the girl out of the abandoned subway, and forcing Cervantite and Vauxite along with him.
Exit for Rakovanite and Cervantite and taking Diasporite, Vauxite, and Markeb with him.
Shanyume
Shiningamisgirl
Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2022 9:48 am
The mass lodged deep in the hallway off the subway shook and writhed as attack after attack smashed it, ripping at it until it seemed to loose most of of its definition. The sounds it made were horrendous... shrieks and growls, cries from many throats... and its icor darkened the walls and floor, as well as the limbs of the people who had struck it directly. It could sense when the tide had turned on it, realizing the mistake it had made by persisting when the star of energy had flared up before it. It had let avarice keep it here... and that had been a mistake.
More smaller Blight swarmed the combatants, but their movements had gotten sluggish and uncoordinated, missing as often as scoring. It did little to keep them off the Source even as it struggled to withdraw it's bulk, seeping into the cracks in the walls and floor to escape into the earth around them. It wasn't fast enough... it couldn't get enough of it to safety as they hit it, dissolving parts of it into a dark, crumbling ash.
As the process started, it sped up, more and more of the slick, shiny surface turning dull, starting to crack and then crumble apart. The Source shrieked again, but as fast as it tried to retreat, the decay took it. The whole of it shuddered once more as it all lost shine and stiffened... and it all collapsed, falling apart into chunks that hit the floor with puffs of dust and scattered, leaving a heap of dark, sooty material in the hallway.
As the Source died, the rest of the Blight stiffened, going rigid as they too lost their shine. They made no sound as they too began to crumble into piles of debri on the floor, leaving the group of fighters suddenly alone with themselves.
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From where she stood, Ida watched with a quiet, soul-filling pride as the others took the energy and used it, slamming the Source with everything they had in a last push that was greater than anything they'd done so far. Everyone had worked together on this... even those among them with dark outfits. She couldn't say it had improved her view of the Negaverse very much, but at least they were willing to set aside their hatred to defend the Earth they were so greedy to take.
Probably just defending their food source... She supposed. But at least they had helped. Maybe the white moon could have done it alone, but she suspected it would not have gone well for them.
Ida did not sit idle as the others attacked. She let off her lesser magics, dodging between people to keep the collateral damage to a minimum... and that put her right in the path of a blast of fire that raked her side, singing her new wing and the draping cloth she wore. Pain shot through the exposed skin on that side as she threw up an arm, wincing as the fire died down again. The venomous looks from that side hinted that perhaps not everyone was as over joyed to see her as those of her own faction were... and she suspected there might just be trouble when this was all over.
It shorter time than she'd anticipated, they'd driven the Blight to collapse, and soon nothing was left moving but the living people. Victory, hard won and paid for. Dirty, exhausted, Ida straightened herself and looked about, considering the close confines and the mixed company. Maybe everyone would be too tired to continue fighting... but why risk becoming a new target? There was very little magic left on their side, from the looks of things, and Negaverse weapons never expired...
There was still that flood of power inside of her. Starting to wane now, but she gathered it up, sending out another silent call to her planet. The asteroid had done this before... surely it could do so again.
"Thank you for your help with our mutual threat." She said solemnly as she turned towards the crowd. "I know this doesn't change anything between the Negaverse and the White Moon... but I'm still grateful. Let's keep the peace for now."
Ida's asteroid reached, as Ida did, her arms stretched out... and pulled, taking those of her allies who would come, and leaving the forces of Chaos in the now-empty subway station to find their own way to wherever they wanted to be tonight.
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Source Damage: 1018 / 800 ( 218 of over kill, wow! )
Summer's End has concluded!
Thank you everyone so very much for participating and making this a successful event and reveal!
This ORP is closed, as members of Order have been teleported to Ida to separate them and keep any fights from breaking out. Members of Chaos are free to leave as they wish, or stay and talk or poke around, but there are no more prompts to go up. Member of Order are free to handwave arriving on Ida and teleporting themselves back to Earth when they're ready, but I've set up a casual ORP on Ida to let people decompress, have reactions and ask questions if they like! Ida will be offering healing to anyone who needs it.
Prize drawings will be announced in the plot thread, so please make sure to post your characters for participation! I'll try to have that up either later tonight or tomorrow.
She hadn't gotten another chance to attack it, but she was grateful for the heals anyway. She didn't think she would have made it back to her apartment, even with the small amount of healing that she had received already. And before she could even thank the Knight who had healed her, all of the Order were whisked away.
She sighed and looked at the Eternal Dark Mirror that had helped her. "Thanks for the assist. I think we should just... get out of here." She said, a disgusted look on her face at the realization that they were still in a sewer.
