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SSBrosB generated a random number between
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 Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2018 7:40 pm
General Arsenopyrite: 59/60Arseno cursed to himself when he barely hit the other. Honestly, what was with him and missing punches! Clearly he had been away from fighting for too long. Benitoite had noticed the eternal too, but the eternal was now focused on Arseno. A situation that he couldn't decide was good or bad, but if Benitoite was here, then there was no reason to continued to attack the eternal unless Beni needed help.
Arseno did raise an eyebrow at what the eternal said to him though. It could mean a few things, but mostly that either the eternal was here to mend a broken heart or... "Honestly the play isn't that amazing. If you survive this, you can see it another time. You and... your partner perhaps?" Arseno wasn't amazing with words, but if the other squeaked out some information that they had someone there that they cared about, it might prove useful. However, most likely the eternal was more likely to keep his mouth shut on the subject. It didn't really matter to Arseno, he took unwanted family members more than someone who would have their family and a lot of others looking after them. This was if the other general wanted to possibly use this information.
Speaking of which, Arseno turned and nodded at Benitoite. "I'm sure you have it under control, though if you need any help, be sure to call me. I'm going to go check out the doors." He said, before teleporting to the hallway outside to see what was going on. And unfortunately there were a lot more Order here than he wanted. "Well now... what do we have here?" He said, looking at the group, and Noctua, who didn't look too good right now. "We can't have all of you breaking down this door now can we." He said, finally summoning his horseman's pick.
"Get out of the way. You will regret not doing so." He said, before swinging the pick at one of the older senshis that were there. Though with his luck, he would probably just miss them entirely.Quote: Attack hits my own character Larissa, unless anyone else wants the damage. Sleet Tempest Snape direct talk and also attacking Cetus and the others Amasis a general is with you guys now have fun
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2018 8:00 pm
Captain Witherite: 45/45The door snapped shut and he looked wide eyed with his camera end hand, as chaos erupted. It was just an act of course, his eyes caught his partners briefly before they were swept up in a wave of people trying to escape and he lost sight of her. He frowned, but he had a job to do, so he let the crowd push him about before slipping off and powering up in no emptied orchestra section before he jumped right into the thick of things.
He plucked a man's starseed while his other hand drained a woman trying to escape with her kid. The kid looked at him terrified and was about to scream, as there mother dropped to the floor. Wither quickly covered their mouth and drained them as well. Enough to make them pass out, but they'd wake eventually.
Dropping bodies however drew attention, screams and people trying to get away from him while he happily plucked starseeds left and right. His heart was racing and he was in his element, grabbing a man and draining the life from him. What a rush!Quote: Feel free to interact with Wither, he's a little wild ... -___-'
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Strickenized generated a random number between
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22!
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2018 8:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2018 8:03 pm
Chibi Sailor Anser || HP: 17/30
Damage: n/a too sick thanks NocHer world was swimming. A part of her dimly realized that the blood that dripped into her mouth once was still dripping, still pouring, almost. Distractedly, she pulled up her hand and patted at it. Warm. Where was it coming from? Why did she feel so ... wobbly? Was that the word for it? She caught the sound of the crack of the bat, at least, but didn't quite register where it was coming from or who had done it. She squinted, noticing that it was some dude in heels and a skirt. Or something. She didn't know. Maybe. She had to get inside. Her hermano was in there. Richard was in there. Were they okay? She couldn't help thinking about the starseeds, their starseeds-- Anser gasped in alarm when she was suddenly plucked up, flailing uselessly in an attempt to get the senshi to put her down. Unfortunately, she didn't get that. Well, she did, eventually, but not before she just felt dizzier. Anser fell to the ground in a heap, wheezing as she attempted to figure out what the world was around her. Her body felt heavy. Her head was light, so light, but so heavy, and all she wanted to do was fall asleep. Her stomach was churning, churning, spinning like the pattern of the world around her, all around and all around and through and under and-- Anser keeled over, emptying whatever contents of her stomach remained at Noctua's feet. If she noticed Cybele's arrival, it was hard to say. She saw a figure come running at them, with mint green all around their head, but it was hard to make anything out when she felt so tired and yet so ... light...
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2018 8:07 pm
Captain Faustite: 45/45 HP "Such weasel words." The words embodied themselves from smoke, then from the captain at the epicenter to the tortuous tendrils. Faustite stepped out of his own atmosphere and into the aisles between the seating sections, where half sat abandoned and half housed skirmishes or prone casualties of starseeding or energy draining. Faustite checked one, an older man who slumped toward the aisle with both arms lax on his chair, and found his hand still passed through the starseed cavity. Soon Faustite secured emergency rations should the mismanaged snafu of a draining operation fall out of Negaverse favor.
And fall out it would, invariably; the general in charge called no orders over his communicator, and he acted so at odds with his job that Faustite half-expected treachery. Was this general trying to give away Negaverse operations? Or did he lack the training to try and be effective? Or did he simply not care?
There wasn't time to dwell. Quick survey noted the grating, overbright aura of the transcendent senshi he fought earlier, now occupied with a general. Others shifted in a blink, still more attacked the doors to free themselves of the theater, and a few remaining drained energy unchecked. Several may be huddled in the orchestra pit, but it would be simple to flush them out. Then there was the matter of the doors and their unsteady arrangement.
And if General Benitoite found no interest in conducting a counterattack… Faustite held the communicator close. "Those on doors, what's your status?"sweenys_revenge if noc has a hot minute to respond! Quote: any other negas on doors i dunno who's where
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2018 8:37 pm
Sailor Phaethon || HP: 18/30Phaethon was, quite frankly, aghast at how many enemies were showing up now that he’d tried to take a bat to one of them. This was especially troubling since he’d done so in retaliation for literally picking up the littler—well, relatively—senshi by the neck and, well, glowing eyes were never a good sign. And then she’d dropped her, and— Holy s**t—Phaethon felt that, felt that he would still feel that in the morning, knocked sprawling with claw gouges down his arms where he’d instinctively raised them to protect himself. It went without saying that his bat went skittering, too, and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to retrieve it, at least not right then. First, he— Oh, they had help! Thank god! It looked, much to Phaethon’s relief, like the newcomer had done some actual damage, and so he turned his attention to the kid that had thrown up. He knew other people were showing up, were coming closer and he didn’t think they meant anything good. So, with his bat over there, he was going to do what he could, and that was to kneel next to the now-empty-stomached senshi (avoiding her stomach contents of course). Rubbing his hands together, he murmured, “Warm fuzzies...?” Those hands were placed cautiously on her head, as Phaethon tried to give her more mental fortitude, an optimism pick-me-up. Something to get her off the ground and out of there... Quote: Sailor Scout Attack: Warm Fuzzies Phaethon rubs his hands together and then turns them outwards as if warming them by a fire before touching his palms against the target. His target feels a sense of fuzzy, warm happiness, like a blanket. It can help lift moods and encourage the target to adopt a "can-do" attitude, making it somewhat easier to ignore minor injuries. Uses: 3 Range: one target in the area Duration: 25 seconds Limits: He can't force someone to be happy or (obviously) override their personality/mind/etc.--the fuzziness is a strong suggestion, but still just a suggestion. Also, injuries are not healed in any way, just easier to power through if minor enough (sprains, wrenched muscles, twisted ankles, etc.).
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Seiana_ZI generated a random number between
1 and 15 ...
1!
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2018 10:57 pm
Sailor Hydor || HP: 30/30
Damage to Door: 1
When the distress signal reached Hydor's phone, he had honestly considered ignoring it. Getting himself into a mess of Chaos did not sound like the most ideal way to spend his evening, nor did it sound like a way to actually keep his head attached to his shoulders or his starseed in his chest.
There was a passing thought that perhaps that would not be such a bad thing, but he ignored it.
Still, curiosity prevailed, and Hydor could not help looking at the details of the distress signal. It was interesting how detailed the data that the distress signal sent out was, and he wondered if it would be possible to expand this technology further. Could they create a general radar to keep track of all wandering presence of agents? Did they already have that capacity? If they did not, why did they not do it? If they did, where was it on his phone?
Never mind that.
What ultimately made Hydor decide to make his way over to the theatre district was the sheer presence of so many Chaos signatures in that direction. It told him that the probably of starseeds being taken, being consumed, at that event was likely approaching one. To let that continue to happen did not sit well with him. While he had certainly failed at his attempts to retrieve starseeds from agents before, perhaps this was another chance for him to prevent another one from being snatched from the cycle.
That seemed oddly optimistic. It was unlikely he would be that lucky.
Whether it was some sense of duty or some sense of optimism, though, Hydor ended up making his way to the fray crowding in front of a door that almost seemed to be seeping with Chaos. He observed the nearby fighting, noticed a nearby general, and decided it would behoove him not to engage them. Perhaps he could instead engage with the door, as it seemed a few other senshi were choosing to do.
He attempted to kick at another one of the hinges, perhaps uselessly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2018 1:30 am
Lt. Strengite: 30/30 Strengite wrinkled her nose slightly, well aware of the adorable face she was making since it was done on purpose. "A feather duster for your office? Now that is no fun at all." She smirked and trailed her eyes over the crowd. Now where exactly was that little butt winged nuisance. "I can think of so many things to use a feather duster for and none of them are for cleaning." Her gaze snapped to the corrupt and took the compliment as her due, besides the other female had a point. If they split up they could collect quite a bit more energy. Strengite still had to find that blue haired old bat from earlier anyway. The corrupt sped off into the crowd and the lieutenant was about to suggest she do the same, as much as she loved riding Beni's coat tails she wanted to prove that she was a benefit to the overall team. Before she could say anything though she spotted the glow stick. "Beni," She didn't get to do anything more before the other general decided to tackle the eternal with a punch to the head. "God, that color is eye searing. Whoever designed that outfit should be taken out back and shot." She quietly agreed with her general. At least her uniform wasn't a eye smarting color of 'stupid'. Strengite absently watched the crowd even as her 'boss' sent out a message on the little handy little com device they all had, as much as she wanted to go have some fun she technically hadn't been given permission yet. It rankled and she honestly didn't think Beni gave two ******** about it but there were others here tonight and she did not want to have to sit through a lecture about protocol or ******** it was. "Oh please. The play sucked and you know it, go get a life or better yet just cough it up. I'm sure we could make better use of it," She sneered at the glow stick and made a mental note to ask about said glow. That was a new one for her. The other general backed off to deal with the alarming growth of order from outside of the theater so that left her and Beni facing off against the eternal... mostly Beni because she knew she would just be a hindrance. Once again she scanned the auditorium, shifting slightly in her heels as the desire to go have some fun fought with her 'obligation'. A flash of color drew her eye to one of the exits and tugged a honest grin to her lips. "Darling, if you will excuse me I believe I see something that needs my attention. You have fun with glow stick here." She gave her general a quick air kiss before skipping off the stage and leisurely made her way over to the bohemian trying to batter her way out of the theater. "Now, now... that is not how you go about opening doors." The lieutenant said to the senshi as she casually inspected a starseed she had yanked from a civilian who hadn't moved out of her way fast enough. It really was quite pretty. ((Sorry for any missed double quotes)) [quote"Sleet Tempest Snape"]She skipped out on Beni, give her a shout if you need her ^.^ [quote"SSBrosB"]Mostly just 'seeing' Arsenopyrite, no direct interaction Seiana_ZI Snark and insults before leaving Encke in Beni's tender care [quote"Strickenized"]Shall they dance?
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litian generated a random number between
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24!
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2018 1:53 am
Eternal Sailor Athene // HP: 60/60 As it turned out the taller red head sitting next to him had been surprisingly efficient at managing to clear a way through those that had been sat in the seats next to him and Arian had taken the opportunity to follow after him as the other passed, because whilst he wasn't sure just what was going on, he couldn't get away from the feeling - the sense that something was wrong– In fact it seemed to be getting worse. He found himself blinking as the man next to him turned back to him and apologised, but the other was already heading towards the door. Arian frowned, although it was a frown more of puzzlement than annoyance and turned to follow him only to freeze as he caught sight of the figure jumping off the stage– Because.. Because whilst the other had moved too fast for him to get a good look at him, Arian was pretty sure that he'd recognised the other. He turned away from the doors, because finding cover was suddenly important - much more important, doing his best to draw as little attention to himself as possible as he darted in between those starting to make a stampede for the doors. He bumped into Alice along the way, catching her hand when she would have joined those making a run for the doors and told her to do her best to find somewhere to hide and begged her to make sure that she stayed hidden no matter what before finally finding somewhere that seemed hidden enough by the stage area in order to transform. As Athene he could sense the auras that he had been unable to as Arian, the deep cold strong auras of not one but two Generals and the not quite as strong but very much dangerous flare of what felt like Captains– One.. Two - there were at least two he decided as he reached for his phone with the intention of activating the panic app - only to find that someone had already sent an alert out. He did however pause to send a message out to his contacts, keeping it short and to the point: Attack at the Autumn, 2 Generals and at least 2 Captains He hit send on it and then made his way away from the stage, trying to see where he could help best, before deciding to head towards the doors - because until they were open then people were pretty much sitting ducks which meant that they needed to get them open somehow. Athene could feel Order auras intermixed amongst the chaotic ones as he did so, another eternal and a couple of super senshi and what felt like a Page, but it was hard to focus whilst people were milling around. He could only hope that Alice was taking his advise to stay hidden as he made his way towards the doors. Quote: Athene is open for interactions Sleet Tempest Snape Brief Beni mention whilst catching up // HP: 45/45 Attacking Tortuga for 24 damage Whilst those sitting next to her had made a beeline towards the panicked mass of people starting to gather at the doors, Ashley had instead walked in the opposite direction.
It had taken longer than she'd liked to find somewhere secluded enough to make the shift from Ashley to Reinerite, but eventually she had managed to power up.
Her focus had been on energy draining and whilst her usual targets were the drunks that she slipped out at night to 'make useful', there was something to be said about being amongst a captive audience such as this one–
At least until she felt the overly sickly-sweetness of the first Order aura.
It was followed by more, some weak, others stronger and one where the sense of sickly-sweetness was almost overbearingly so.
Reinerite's lips turned down in a frown, her only acknowledgement of the fact that it seemed that even here Order seemed to have the bad taste to gatecrash as she tucked away the orbs of energy that she had drained from the portly man that had had the misfortune to cross her path.
She stumbled across the red-haired Page by accident, a thin smile flitting across her lips although her grey eyes were cold - because whilst he might not have remembered her Reinerite certainly remembered him - and remembered that some payback was in order...
"Hello Mr Page, rememeber me?"
Payback that she was happy to deliver in the form of a kick.Fiction1119 Hope this works for sending Reinerite your way Quote: Reinerite is also open for interactions
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Fiction1119 generated a random number between
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4!
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2018 1:54 am
Tortuga of Jupiter: 30-24= 6/30Damage to the Door: 4... from his head >.>' Tortuga had been delayed in making his way to one of the clearly marked exits, mostly by panicked patrons of the arts. He did his best to help but without a clear place to escape by they were all kinda screwed. They were like sitting ducks and the few bodies he already came across proved that the negaverse were already taking advantage of the situation. He was nearly at the door when a rather vicious kick sent him slamming into it, the only thing that saved him from head diving the door was the nega's comment. 'Hello Mr Page, remember me?' That had been enough for him to start to turn but he wasn't fast enough to block the kick that sent him careening into the locked door. The back of his head slammed against the wood and for a moment Tortuga couldn't remember his own damn name, blackness ate at the edge of his vision but he fought it off as best as he could. He shook it off as he got back onto his feet, purple eyes never leaving the blue haired nut ball. Blue hair...? He frowned slightly and focused on her for a moment, "Band Chick?" s**t. He was screwed. She had ganged up on him during that one incident but she was at least a lieutenant then, she wasn't any more mean while he was still a page. ******** was so screwed.
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Sweenys_Revenge generated a random number between
1 and 25 ...
18!
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2018 5:47 am
Corrupt Super Sailor Noctua -- 21/45
HP Healed: 18
Total to Asner: 13
Total to Phaethon: 12Noctua's frantic attacking seemed to be working. The other senshi was trying to block her nails and fingers, but it was hard to predict a barrage without a plan, and Noctua could feel skin under her fingernails. She would take both of these starseeds. She would frame them and put them up in her bedroom. They would be her trophies for the trouble that she was going to. Each swipe of her bony hands and arms drew her closer to the shining jewel hovering only inches below her. Closer and closer to her prize until finally... Darkness. Follow closely by pain blossoming across Noctua's face, it's epicenter at the side of her jaw. Something was filling her mouth... something hot and sticky. Somewhere she knew it was blood, but even as she spat out the thick liquid, she still didn't fully realize what had happened. Was that a tooth that had fallen out as well? Wait... where was she? The strike seemed to have sent her reeling, depositing her somewhere she hadn't expected and forcing her to the ground. Noctua sat for a long moment, trying to discern what had happened. She looked up, eyes unfocused and searching, for what had happened. So much was happening, she couldn't really tell what had struck her... The call for an update buzzed over her communicator. Noctua knew that voice... but how? Her mind was still struggling to keep up now that the damage done to her was mixing with her chronic lack of sleep. How did she use this thing? She needed something to center her... somewhere in the back of her mind she remembered Cinnabar producing a starseed after a long battle. She remembered feeling better... Noctua did the same now, slipping a spare gem past her lips as she answered simply, "help."
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SSBrosB generated a random number between
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11!
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2018 5:53 am
Lt. Geocronite: 30/30At this point Geo could barely tell what was going on anymore and had mostly stayed out of the way, unless it was to grab some random energy from someone who had gotten too close to him. So when the communicator sparked to life when he was least expecting it, it caused him to jump a little. He took it out, and could tell it was from someone he never met before. Still though, he felt as if he should respond. "Doors are getting a bit crowded, and I think people might be able to push them down eventually. Uh, I think we might need to push them away." Really that was all he could say about it. Even if he was an agent he could barely move at this point the areas to the doors had gotten so crowded with the terrorized crowd.
He moved away from it a bit more, keeping his eye out in case any more senshi had decided to appear and he would have to fight them. It seemed though that all of them were preoccupied with the other agents, which left him feeling a bit lost and without anything to do. However, he did see another senshi who had gone to a door and seemed to be trying to kick it down. He might as well do something right? And tried to get through the crowd, only to, hopefully, push the senshi away from the door and the crowd. If they had a bit more space then fighting would be easier at least.Strickenized responded to Faustite on comm Seiana_ZI Sorry, Geo needs a battle requirement. He pushed Hydor
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Strickenized generated a random number between
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14!
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2018 7:09 am
Sailor Pavo: 30/30
Damage to Strengite: 14
The doors hadn't budged much. Pavo could see the growing fight through the crack between the two, and the resultant struggle urged her work the hinges harder. Bodies crowded into her, however, as people continued to panic and flee from the agents dotted about the epicenter. One even had the gall to approach her now.
The agent was flaunting like a self-impressed cat, hips swaying as she sashayed over. She looked far more like she belonged in Pavo's attire than Pavo did. She responded silently at first, spinning into a kick toward the agent's side. If she could knock the girl onto her side, she might find a key to let the rest of the theater back out into the streets. "You're right," she said as she straightened, her skirt still careening about herself, "so give me the key." Pursing her lips, Pavo didn't count on a favorable reply.
Nor did she count on an eternal senshi powering up in the midst of the fray, which was its own desperate boon. Pavo waved her hands high in the air to catch the short senshi's attention. "We need help with the doors!"
She'd taken her eyes off the lieutenant a moment to solicit assistance, and already she counted on paying for that.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2018 8:39 am
Captain Faustite: 45/45 HP Damage: N/A Two answers crackled through — one laced with uncertainty, the other desperate and decomposed. Lack of training was rife, but lack of coordination far deadlier for how no coordinated combat scheme came through their all-too-convenient communicators. Neither identified names.
"Stand by, Doorman — calling in backup." Faustite started toward the doors himself as he changed comm links to a direct line.
His words bit through the din to reach his comrade in arms. "Ceraskia, report to the Autumn theatre. General Benitoite's energy draining operation was ambushed; senshi surround the theater and pepper the inside. I need your skills as team-breaker. Start from the outside and work your way in. Reports indicate heavy presence on the doors." The report cut, and Faustite grazed energy from a fleeing child to fuel his next teleport.
Cool night air was a sudden shift from the stifling theater. Awareness filtered in with second fractions — one senshi he recognized for her flagrant hatred of anything inhuman, a chibi senshi, and a third senshi unknown to him, each surrounding a battered Noctua. Blood covered her face, the ground, and vomit nearby indicated further bodily harm. Spatters of it peppering the chibi's front evinced the source. She was sorely outnumbered, and would remain so unless Ceraskia arrived.
He dropped low behind Noctua. "Close your eyes and hold your breath," he muttered as black hands slunk over her ears.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2018 9:42 am
Corrupt Super Sailor Noctua -- 21/45
No Roll: Too Dead
Total to Asner: 13
Total to Phaethon: 12The scent of him reached Noctua before her eyes registered who has spoken. His hands were hot -- too hot. Noctua flinched away automatically before her mind finally finally caught up to what was happening. She pressed into the friendly form behind her and did as she was told, covering her nose and mouth with her slight hands and squeezing her eyes shut. If what he did next was anything like what he had done to her during their first meeting, then this would create a good enough cover for her to potentially recover a little more before she attacked again. Maybe.
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