The creature spoke again and she focused her attention to it's words. Acquaintances yes, not friends why didn't it say friends? She was startled by it's question, what was her wish? She had been granted a wish? She found it startling not to remember but before she could focus and try and summon up the memory of what she had wished for the creature spoke of fighting. A bare moment passed and she stepped back as the world around her seemed to distort and shift.
Wh-what was that thing?! Fight on? That was it, it was just going to leave them to fight that?! What was it?
Well whatever it was she was supposed to fight it and she felt her hands clench at her sides. No not her hands, the gauntlets that encased them, the razor sharp claws that tipped her fingers, the reason she felt even remotely capable of attacking that...thing.
She sprang forward stunned by how agile she felt and her left hand moved to grab with her claws while her right swiped, the swipe didn't seem to penetrate too deep but she was pretty sure she'd done some damage to the thing. She leaped back afraid of how badly it could hurt her if she remained too close.
[Name:Vanessa Age: 15 Energy: Green Type: Shaman Weapon: Elbow length gauntlets resembling a cats paw complete with razor sharp claws.]
She tried to turn and run as she saw the tendril form, but she wasn't quick enough. It lashed out, struck her across her back, and she screamed. She expected more but they didn't come, caught up with maintaining the other attacking ghouls.
Gingerly, so gingerly, she pealed away the scraps of her clothes to reveal what she could see of a black mark curling over her shoulder and down her back. "Oh Jack," she whimpered.
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Yes, Macy liked that idea. The idea of having friends, however suddenly, of fighting alongside people that she could trust. The young child in her warmed at the thought, though something more mature inside told her it was a mistake to trust others so quickly and willingly. Still, what choice did she really have? She could only have hope. Hope that she was making the right decision in allowing herself to form such hasty bonds with these girls, in already considering them "friends" despite barely knowing them, and more importantly, without knowing anything about herself.
O-Oh! the little bunny-cat-goblin thing was back, and it's words startled her so that she jumped a little in her place and took a step back, one hand coming up to clamp against her mouth in order to stifle a small scream.
"I--I--yes, I guess. B-b-but wha---" Her hand lowered, trembling slightly as she spoke. She wanted to ask what exactly it was they would be fighting, and when, but the words just wouldn't come out. And in any case, the creature continued on.
"W-w-w-w-wish!?" She yelped, her green eyes widening further in surprise. "N-no I..I don't remember any..." She frowned suddenly. The concept of a wish suddenly seemed quite familiar, though she could not for the life of her explain why, or what that wish might have possibly been.
Instead of attempting to speak, she just nodded, and rather rapidly and enthusiastically at that. Saving lives sounded so very right, and noble, and she had to believe that it was something she would have wanted. The way the creature suddenly cut off, however, had her biting her bottom lip, worrying at it with her teeth as she turned in the direction that it was now staring.
"Wh--what is..." Her mouth gaped open, her eyes widening again.
< It looks like our time has run short! Fight on and be strong, remember what you promised! >
Wait, promised?? "I--I can't re-remember anything." She cried out in dismay, her bow rising in front of her. A quick glance was spared to all of her new acquaintances, as she took several steps back, making her way closer towards Mairea, somebody that for whatever inexplicable reason, she felt more safe near.
And then for a time, she just watched, her bow quaking in her trembling grip. Her mouth was so dry, her chest so tight. How was she ever supposed to fight against that thing? She watched as others so boldly and courageously swept forward with their weapons. She watched as icy arrows whizzed by, and still she did nothing.
"I--I--I'm scared..." She whispered, more to herself then to anybody else, her eyes closing against what was happening. It wasn't until she heard the shouts, the cheers coming from not far behind her where Mairea had moved, that she opened them again.
Right. It was enough being the cry baby wimp in the corner. It was time to step up, to do something. After all, that was what she signed up for, wasn't it??
Raising her bow up higher, she concentrated. It wasn't until then that she actually realized that she didn't have any arrows, but for some reason, she didn't give it any further thought. Something about the bow in her had just felt right, and somehow she knew that all she needed was to draw back on the string....
And the whole bow lit up! It shone, as it's surface was swept over with crackling yellow and orange and red flames. It gave her a renewed sense of purpose, and of hope. She aimed her bow towards the enemy, drawing her string back even further, until an arrow of flame appeared, right where it was meant to be.
For once since she had awoken, she felt perfectly calm. Her breathing slowed, her hands had stilled, and she took sight along the flickering flames that pointed at the strange being that had appeared, the one that was attacking her new friends. And then she released, and that arrow of flames flew true on it's course, sailing straight into the unknown assailant.
A smile spread across Macy's face.
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Name: Macy Age: 12 Appearance: Here Gem: Orange- Hope Race: Reaper-Mage (fire) Weapon: A small bow that appears to be made of wood, but oddly feels more like metal Roll 1: 9 Roll 2: Roll 3:
Apparently Kyohei's attacks were enough to make the creature notice. Even if only for a moment. One tendril hits Kyohei square in the back, and it stings, painful. She looks at it and notices that part of the skin has literally been corroded, black wisps escaping from it. Her legs start shaking, "Please please please don't hit me again." Kyohei backs away from the creature so not to be hit again. She felt a little better than she did a moment ago but she wasn't going to chance getting hit again.
Well that wasn't too bad of a hit. The creature now sported what looked like the beginnings of a nice painful bruise. She spun around, swinging her staff at the creature and then pulling when it felt like the thorns had caught on something.
She took note that others were attacking as well and they all appeared to have the same goal. Perhaps these were allies then and she wouldn't have to be so cautious. Emboldened by the success of her first attack she decided to move in again this time she crossed her arms and couched. She waited for an opportune moment and lunged forward her claws springing out of their crossed formation to rake and cut like a pair of scissors at whatever was in her path.
Sadly it wasn't anything amazing, she wasn't going to get to decapitate the thing, but she did manage to catch something in her claws. She didn't care to examine whatever it was too closely though and spring back as quickly as she had lunged forward still not willing to dance about too closely.
In the back of her mind she was distracted by the thought that she had been granted a wish...what had she wished for? It must have been something important but what wealth? power? eternal youth? No none of those sounded terribly appealing to her, perhaps she had been quite content already with her life. So what would she wish for? What had she done to receive that wish?
[Name:Vanessa Age: 15 Energy: Green Type: Shaman Weapon: Elbow length gauntlets resembling a cats paw complete with razor sharp claws.]
Taika barely had time to react to the others when the little gremlin appeared again.
And then it was time to fight. Her expression shifted to a smirk. Oh yes, fighting she could absolutely do. She swung her glaive, but it was obvious she was out of practice. Her memories of fighting were a little hazy, and her first hit was barely effective on the...thing before her.
Taika growled and spun her weapon, and this time, when she slammed it into the creature, it seemed to be much more effective. She let out a triumphant laugh. This thing needed to go down, and she was going to do her part to take it out.
Okay. So far so good. At least, she was hoping that was the case. Everyone seemed to be fighting this creature... Whatever it was, and it seemed like they were kicking a**.
Alright. One more hit. She could do this!
"Cry of the lone wolf!" She squeaked. And suddenly her spirit guide was there. The wolf ran headlong at the creature, headbutting it.
Taika did another twirl, spinning her glaive above her head. This was it - her finisher. It was time to do as much damage as she could, and the more she attacked, the better her glaive felt in her hands.
Oh yes, she could absolutely do this.
And then she felt a need - a compulsion, really- to shout out a catchphrase.
"NIGHTMARE REVOLUTION!" She shouted, slamming her glaive into the ground in front of the creature. Magic circles appeared around her, glowing, and in a burst of power, bright violet energy shot at the Thing.
When it was over, Takia was panting, but grinning. Yes, she could do this. She could protect the mysterious humans and her new friends!
’Lissa, Magenta, Izzy…’ Leanne made a mental note according to the colour they wore.
Magenta’s eagerness was rubbing off on her. The sense of adventure that Magenta advertised in her motions and words were effective in selling the experience to Leanne. ”Oooh! That sounds exciting! I hope they don’t make us wait too long.” Now even Leanne was bouncing up and down in her own small dance of eagerness.
She chuckled softly at the soft bop that Lissa made on her own head. This girl was adorable and seemed oh so innocent. ”That is true. Hopefully bops are as effective as they are adorable!” She joked.
”I’m Leanne. Nice to meet yo-“ her introduction was cut short as the mysterious creature began to speak again. It spouted something about a… wish? Before Leanne could even try to conjure up her memories, a shadowy figure appeared, causing harm to those around it. The fuzzy ringmaster of the show seemed to make his escape, leaving the ??? to attack. Izzy seemed to be the first to move as she attacked the creature with her scythe.
”B-be careful!” Leanne’s knees were weak to say the least, but she had to help her comrades in battle. She lifted her baton, silk ribbon falling gently. ”Well, here goes nothing!” she called out as she charged straight for the shadow, planning on landing a physical attack on the creature.
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Once her first arrow was loosed, it was as easy as breathing to pull back the short string of flame on her small bow. This time, however, it was not just one flaming arrow that appeared, but three! Each one notched between two of her fingers, pointed and at the ready to fly.
"You're going down..." She growled, with not even the hint of a stutter, her green eyes narrowed in determination. The string was released, and three arrows met their target dead on in a brightly colored albeit small explosion of light.
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Name: Macy Age: 12 Appearance: Here Gem: Orange- Hope Race: Reaper-Mage (fire) Weapon: A small bow that appears to be made of wood, but oddly feels more like metal Roll 1: 9 Roll 2: 10 Roll 3:
Apparently being distracted was a bad thing, she had to wrench her thoughts away from her wish and finish her assault with a roll and swipe.
"You shall rue this day!"
The damage she inflicted was minimal she feared the thing hadn't even felt it. Glaring up she tried to understand what it was she was fighting and how best to defeat it. She stepped back uncertainly her confidence from earlier battered and leaving her hesitant to attack again. So much for making the thing rue the day. It felt more like she was the one who was going to regret waking up to this nightmare.
[Name:Vanessa Age: 15 Energy: Green Type: Shaman Weapon: Elbow length gauntlets resembling a cats paw complete with razor sharp claws.]
The pain settles quickly and she tries to pay attention to Tanith's attack. At first it doesn't look like anything is happening.. until her giant attack of a cat cannon exploded. She gawks and squeals. That attack was pretty awesome too! And the being seems to fade away finally.. Right after attacking her with a small tendril. But she sees it coming and smacks it away with her lollipop.
"Geeze.. that.. was pretty fun!"She stares down at her little fear core. It seems like nothing's wrong with it at all.. Yet she knows she felt something happen when the tendril hit her. Brows furrowing she picks it up in her hand and looks at it carefully. That is until something drops down and clinks on the ground. As soon as she picks up the little crystal, the fuzzy thing begins talking to her again.
So.. something did happen to her Fear Core.. she knew it. But it doesn't look that bad, so she doesn't think she'll use the crystal just yet. Turning her head she goes over to Tanith quickly.
"Are you alright? Did you get one of these crystals? It's so weird.. everything.. it seems familiar doesn't it? "
But she gets interrupted by the little cat thing again.. her wish? No she doesn't want to think about that-- but she ends up doing so. Her head throbs with pain, and she bends down to grab at it tightly. It has something to do with Candy. Candy and ... No. That's it. There's nothing else that seems to come to mind.
"Nn.. I can't really remember anything else.. oh man...""
The creature spoke again and she focused her attention to it's words. Acquaintances yes, not friends why didn't it say friends? She was startled by it's question, what was her wish? She had been granted a wish? She found it startling not to remember but before she could focus and try and summon up the memory of what she had wished for the creature spoke of fighting. A bare moment passed and she stepped back as the world around her seemed to distort and shift. 
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Well that wasn't too bad of a hit. The creature now sported what looked like the beginnings of a nice painful bruise. She spun around, swinging her staff at the creature and then pulling when it felt like the thorns had caught on something.
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