It may not have been over, but as the General took one last hit, Acubens didn't bother to watch him fall. A small black cat delivered the killing blow and Acubens turned on her heel and ran back over to Mithra. Part of her flashed back to Altea's castle when she launched into battle and Chione never truly recovered from that betrayal. She hadn't changed at all, had she? Regret slammed through Acubens as she slid over to the other senshi, not caring about the holes being run in her tights nor the burns being worn into her knees.
"Mithra, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have left you, my god, I'm sorry -- " Acubens' hands fluttered frantically around Mithra, not wanting to land somewhere and hurt her by accident. There was a moment of panicky concern where in which Acubens began breathing perhaps a bit too hard and her eyes began to grow moist over her failure to care for Mithra like she was supposed to. The feeling finally reached a size within her that she could no longer contain and it imploded, deflating back down to something cold and hard in her gut where it would no doubt linger for days.
"Come on, kiddo," she muttered, supporting Mithra as best she could, "get on up and let's get you to an ER..."
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6Total: 6 (1-6)
Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2018 12:16 pm
Sailor Ida - HP: 30
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Status Effect: The Elephant Youma has crashed towards Ida. The illusions around her a confusing, blackened tangle of thoughts and emotions from the life she has and the life she thought she had; faces are blurring together and warping until everything is a melting, twisted mess of distorted visions and fractured memories. She needs to roll 1d6 and get either a 1 or a 6 to break free of this and get far away from the Elephant Youma. You can roll as many times as you need and receive no auto-damage from the youma while fighting.
The sounds around her were a confusing tangle of things, almost worse than the kaleidoscope of images and memories there were assaulting her. Ida struggled against it, her hands dug into her hair as though she could hold herself together that way. A rough noise escaped her as she doubled over and then, as she screamed inside her head...
It broke. The world stopped its maniac swirling about and things solidified. Eyes wide, she stumbled up straight in time to see the tend they were all in, chaos and order soldiers alike, all focused on the form of a man in the red coat of a ringmaster. The one who was at the heart of all of this.
Still dazed from colliding with the youma, she watched as the others rained blows and magic down on him, her arms wrapped around her chest. She hadn't done... really anything in this fight, but she hadn't been needed. The others had been strong enough on their own.
He stumbles under the weight of all that has been thrown his way. Metis' magic, Tiberius' claws, the feel of hands and feet punching, kicking, weapons and magic tossed as easily as if someone tosses a set of keys into the air. And all the way, his composure remains, a lighthearted, airy smile on his face as though this is all he could have ever hoped for.
He's supposed to have fallen by now, as surely as his comrades. As surely as his youma.
Except -
Except...
He takes a step back, a momentary lapse in the battle ceasing. His head is bowed, as though in prayer, beads of sweat along his jawline, and making his hair fall free of its ties. For a split second, he seems to be wavering.
And then his head rises, and his eyes are glowing bright with the hunger as he shoves the rest of the starseeds he's been consuming all night into his mouth and s w a l l o w s t h e m.
HP: 85 / 85 AUTO DAMAGE: -4 HP to self every time you attack General Ringmasterine
STATUS EFFECT Ringmaster has a specific personal item that causes illusions. Every time you hit him, you start to feel more and more fearful of something lurking in the dark, of shadowy hands reaching out to take you, of darkness...
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Civilian 15HP / 1d6-1 (a 0 is a miss)
Lieutenant / Basics 20 HP / 1d8-2 attack (a 0 is a miss)
Captain / Super / Mauvian 30 HP / 1d10-2 attack (a 0 is a miss)
General / Eternal / Mauvian Sailor 40 HP / 1d12-2 attack (a 0 is a miss)
HEALING IS ALLOWED Simply roll the same dice mechanics as above, except apply it to HP instead of dealing damage. You do not take autodamage from Ringmasterine if you are healing another character.
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IF YOU HAVE ALREADY ATTACKED You are free to attack again HOWEVER your HP is not returned and it is encouraged that you allow others to participate as well.
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Ringmasterine's sword sweeps out and slides neatly into Metis' side; an odd angle, not near enough her torso to be fatal, the wound too thin, but as he slides his blade out, blood spatters the ground, scarlet and hot.
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Erytheia is too close to Ringmasterine; he begins to hallucinate that his allies are dying around him. To break free of this, he must TAKE 6 DMG to himself from someone else I.e. someone else must attack him for 6 DMG).
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Aisha believes that dark hands of an enemy are rising up out of the ground to drag her under. She needs someone to come roll 1d6 and get a 4 to drag her farther away from Ringmasterine.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2018 4:29 pm
Courtland McQueen - HP 20
Somewhere in the mess of nonsense Courtland had passed out. He wasn't sure what was going on, where he was, or why he was .... inside a circus?
Without really thinking he let the darkness envelope him and Lt. Nitratine pulled himself to his feet. There was chaos going on around him. The carcasses of large youma, masses of other powered individuals and what looked to be one nutjob controlling it all.
"What in the ever loving ********.." He murmured, pushing his hair out of his face as he tried to get his bearings.
The nutjob appeared to be an officer, he felt like an officer but Tourmaline and Uvarovite had warned him not to trust everyone. After all, why was here there with no knowledge if the weirdo was going to be helpful?
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Deanne Jacobs-Doyle - 15HP
As far as Dee was concerned there was some absolute grade A ******** bullshit going on here and she did not approve. First of all she'd gone to the circus to have a nice night out with her sister.
A sister she couldn't even find at the moment.
And now she was having delusions that she was, wasn't, might have been, a performer in the circus and she was over it. Her head felt fuzzy and there was something ******** up going on and she swore to whatever god there may have been she was going to shove her stiletto though the eye of the first person who tried to ******** with her.
You know, if she could get her foot untangled from the ropes it seemed to be wrapped up in.
Whimsical Blue rolled 1 12-sided dice:
8Total: 8 (1-12)
Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2018 4:39 pm
Sailor Ida - HP: (30-4) 26
Attacking for (8-2) 6 dmg - HP: (85-6) 79
The ringmaster staggered, but he didn't go down. He should have, but there was a look in his eye, something that promised we aren't done here.
Ida's eyes widened as he pulled out fistful of starseeds.
"No!" She shouted, but she might as well have been an ant for all the difference it made. How many lives did his teeth crunch through? How many people died, to keep him standing. Monster.
"Heavenly Orchid Arrows!" Ida shouted as she threw up her arm, calling up her glow bow. An arrow winged from it towards the ring master, exploding as it contacted the ground beside him.
[What it does] An out-flung hand casts a trail of petals that form a bow-like shape. She takes it up and uses it to fire arrows of light with hardened petals as arrow heads. The arrows have an 'aura' of power to them and explode on contact. The explosion is more concussive, causing a pressure that can push a target backwards a foot or two, but doesn't do much in the way of actual damage. Unbalanced enemies could be knocked over, if they were caught unaware. Particularly heavy opponents may not be moved by the attack, but could be distracted or slowed by the pressure of it. Each arrow takes a lot of power to cast and her limit is three, which exhausts her and can force her to retire until she's rested.
Everyone ******** dogpiled (man, he hated that word) the garbage officer until he was staggering - still with that stupid smirk on his face. Lace, precious little kitten of Chaos, even managed to beam the b*****d in the sweetmeats which was just a beautiful book-end attack. He was so proud.
But then the crazy bugger further proved that he was a rabid dog needing put down: he munched a metric ******** of starseeds, powered his arse back up and was back in action. "Oh COME THE ******** ON!"
Tiberius was done. Just done with this bullshit. He puffed up, hissed loudly and bolted for fancypants, using the chaos of attacks to scale his thigh and slash at the derplord's ugly, smarmy face with both front legs, claws out for Metallia.
He wanted another eyeball for his collection. "I TOLD YOU - IMMA TAKE THOSE EYES!" The mauvian finished his move with a powerful bunny kick to the chin to launch-flip himself away from fancypants, but not before a swipe of the cane caught him across his already battered ribs. The knockback dazed Tibs and he was, for the moment, too dazed to jump back into the fray.
Transcendent Super Sailor Encke, HP: 15/30 DAMAGE DONE: 2 TOTAL HP: 69/85
It seemed like the general was down for the count, but Encke knew better than to count on that. This was the Negaverse. They always seemed to have endless ways to --
oh, stars. Those were starseeds.
A lot of starseeds.
There was a moment when his heart froze as he looked around a little more frantically for his missing little sister, but he assumed she had to be lost in the crowd. She had to be. There was no way she was one of the ... souls that just went down into the general's gullet. He refused to believe it. Encke couldn't believe it. His mind wouldn't let him. He just needed to figure out where she was and -- maybe stop the whole smug evil general in a red coat in front of them before he did anything worse. Not that there was much else worse than destroying starseeds, especially for one's own benefit...
So many innocent lives.
Fighting off the sensation of someone stalking him, Encke stepped back forward and moved to take a swing at the general, but was shortly distracted by a large guardian cat zipping by him screeching about how he was going to, uh, take the general's eyes. Well. At least it would take the guy down, he guessed.
He wasn't really sure he wanted to watch that, though.
Maybe he'd make an exception for a starseed eater.
Encke swung out at the Ringmaster with a hit that admittedly was really not as hard as he would have liked. His strength was betraying him! So were his reflexes, admittedly, and he cringed when he felt a blow against his side.
He stepped back, clutching at his side. That hurt.
Sailor Altais: 15/30 Lace: 22/30 First dice is Altais, Second dice is Lace.
Altais thought it was over. Legit over and it wasn't. No it was far worst. He watched as the blade sunk into Metis's skin, though he didn't see how deep or how far. he was moving before his body could actually think, punching the ringmaster away from the woman.
"Metis." He reached for her.
Lace on the other hand had fell off, and with the ringmaster repowered, she huddled closer to something else....something bigger...and fluffier.
Transcendent Eternal Sailor Megrez: 36 HP (-4 from auto damage)
Boss HP: 60/85 (2 Damage from Megrez)
Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.
What the hell was going on? Luca had powered up into Megrez prior to this fight, but her head was swirling. Not so long ago, she had felt so happy, a simple circus juggler harassing two fortune tellers with thick cheer. There was no fear to be found in that life, no murder or anger or chaos (of any sort). It felt like, one by one, the pieces were filtering back to her, and old mental wounds ached. One piece that filtered back to her was a hint of anger at those who were blithe and undefiled, who had never killed, and the envy that came with it. If only her life had been that simple, if only she could have settled for juggling eggs and cards and weird little curios!
It was not to be. It never would be. It hurt so, so much.
But in this moment, what was or what could have been didn't matter. This was a dangerous situation. An enemy needed to be felled. Megrez was feeling way too raw to think twice about that. Many were already engaged in the fight. This monster man's fate was more or less sealed. Destiny City's people did not take well to a mind screw.
"You," Megrez snarled breathlessly, stalking up to the General. "What did you do?" There was a fine sharpness to her words, perhaps too fine. She might as well have been mouthing the words. With a desperate roar, she flung herself at the general, but clearly her focus wasn't entirely there. She whiffed and clipped herself on something that hurt decently. Growling, she tried to pull herself up and collect herself past the haze.
Super Sailor Cor Caroli: 26 HP (-4 from auto damage)
Boss HP: 58/85 (2 damage from Cor Caroli)
Cor Caroli slunk his way onto the battlefield, having henshined elsewhere prior to the Ringmaster's debut. This whole situation sucked, to put it mildly. One minute, all he had to worry about was finding his wheel; the next minute, it all came crashing down on him, almost literally. He really could have done without remembering how much things sucked for him. Talk about reinventing the wheel without being able to find it. Also talk about going around in circles. For those few blissful moments, it felt like everything was off his mind.
Still, it was all back now. Nothing to be done about that.
Lacking fighting spirit had been a problem for the Senshi of Will recently, and he wasn't too in the mood to put himself in danger. He searched for a decent-sized piece of debris, scooped it up, and flung it at the General. It didn't seem to do much. Indeed, all it seemed to do was get him hit on the back by some falling mystery object. More debris, apparently. Seemed that gravity had a cruel sense of humor regarding the situation.
Speaking of which, what was with that feeling, like something was trying to grab him? It seemed to be at the corner of his mind, pawing and pulling, but nothing he could feel on his actual body. Thoroughly creepy. Negaverse Generals were not to be trifled with, seriously.
Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2018 6:31 pm
Tiberius 18/30 HP
Tiberius felt something small come against his bulk and poofed a bit more, but then caught the scent of another Mauvian. He shook the confusion from his head and peered over at the tiny, sooty kitten huddled with massive, scared eyes. "Heeey, nice job kiddo." All around them, Chaos, it was terrible, she was scared - and no wonder, she was tiny! "C'mon, let's take a breather. Let these fu-er, suckers do some work."
Tiberius gently scruffed the kitten and deposited her onto his back so he could take them both out of the thick of things as two more senshi came flying in to attack fancypants, nearly stomping down right where they had been. Sheeeeesh! Look out for the little guys, will ya!?
It wasn't retreat. Cats were meant to be tactical, after all. So, they could tactics. Plus, he needed to take stock of his injuries - and hers, though kittens were pretty springy like that.
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4Total: 4 (1-12)
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2018 6:32 pm
Eternal Sailor Themistoi: 36 HP (-4 from auto damage)
Boss HP: 56/85 (2 damage from Themisto)
Everything was falling apart. Themisto, clinging to Lacrimosa--Melody??-- earlier, his sanity breaking... How did he end up here? Who was that? What was he doing to them?
Everyone was attacking him... Surely, he should do the same, right? Themisto's punches were flimsy, as was his grip on realty. He looked rough, slightly unhinged and unsure of what on Earth was up or down.
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4Total: 4 (1-10)
Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2018 6:36 pm
Anakeion Squire: 18/30 HP Boss HP: 54/85 (2 damage from Anakeion)
