Moira knew the stone. It was one that her mother used in spell work when she needed an extra boost to get through something. It was a stone of survival, of inspiration, of empowerment.
Let me put them on...
They were dragon's eyes.
And this woman was going to put them on.
Moira fell back and took Meissa's hand in one of hers and Botein's in the other.
"We should go," she whispered, eyes wild and afraid. She was suddenly very aware of every nasty thing she had thought about the woman and even her mention to Botein about tossing her in the little pond in the oasis. Inwardly, Moira kicked herself having known full well that energy always came back in itself and this was no exception.
"Botein, go to the page and put the key in the lock. Quickly. Maybe we can still stop this."
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Fiction1119
Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2019 9:08 am
It was hard to imagine when the Buxom babe said she was putting them on, that she wouldn't just wear them like she would a fancy bauble. No. She dug out her own pale blue eyes, leaving hallow holes and tossing the eyes into the sand.
They would stare up at everyone who paid attention. Within moments, and a quiet squick later, the Babe has set them in her sockets and smiles happily. She adjust her new ring around, so it doesn't get ruined as her skin turns pale gray, her face shifts.
"Finally! Finally!" She raises her arms as they turn to fins, her legs meld together and soon she grows and grows and grows. Scales replace skin, Webbing replaces hair.
There is no more Buxom Babe, but now...
"I am the Oasis Leviathan!" The voice booms from the large monster as it makes its home in the oasis again, "and you have given me freedom."
OR so it was. Before Wendell's key can be put into Botein's lock, they turn black and disengrate. Another disembodied female voice laughs and the Leviathan's head turns to the sky.
"They have cleared their trial!!!" The Leviathan screams, "We are to be free!" A small bolt of lightning strikes the creature, an explosion of light blinding everyone. "I was to be free!" Is the last thing you hear before the Leviathan's body rampages wildly.
"No one is truly free here. And I will not let you leave my realms." The voice says, thundering over the group. "NO ONE LEAVES."
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SPECIAL BOSS BATTLE:
Rampaging Leviathan HP: 225/225 Auto Damage: -3 HP
Leviathan has been struck with a rampaging might and before you can leave the desert bottle, you must calm the giant dragon from its rage. You cannot use attack potions on the Leviathan, as it will absorb and add to it's hp pool.
Make sure to keep boss HP post in red and calculate as you roll! To keep it fair, for this boss you can only roll twice every hour for an attack!
This boss battle is open from now till Janurary 11th, Midnight PST time!
Bonus: The defeat of this boss will allow a IC bonus against the final boss!
Double Bonus: If you die and are sent to Cemetery, you may immediately exit from Cemetery into the Desert bottle, no need to post in Central Hub! Anyone currently in Cemetery may immediately exit and enter into Desert bottle.
Nembus felt her feet hit the sand and immediately looked up as she watched what she was fairly sure had been a woman morph into something that might have still been a woman but was definitely no longer human. She seemed excited. Wait-- were these people trapped, too?
She cringed back as the lightning struck the creature, and looked up, glaring up at the sky. Seriously? Was this voice trying to make sure that no one could leave? They had a deal! Complete the trials and they could get out of this bottle!
... Wait, was she really expecting fairness out of a bottle dimension?
Even not knowing much about anything, she knew that wasn't likely --
... Oh no. Was the sea monster thing looking at them?
Nembus gulped, trying to find something to throw at it to maybe distract it.
Moira watched in abject horror as the babe morphed into the dragon Moira had expected. As if the magical space warrior and bottle traps weren't enough for the young teen... She turned to Botein to repeat her instruction, only to have her words die on her lips. Her horror was only compounded when she watched as the lock in Botein's hands turned back and then melted into sand.
s**t.
Moira took the hands of her new friends and ran out into the desert, far enough away to avoid any melee attacks, and then turned to shout the name of her own.
"Moira Root Anchor!"
If her magic even worked here. When she had first used it, it had backfired terribly, but she didn't have the luxury of weighing risks and benefits. Her roots would wind around the dragon's legs and maybe slow her down.
Even if it was for a second.
"Guys, the desert spit up unthinkable things for us just now. Dig around and see if you can't find something to use against the leviathan now!"
As she finished, Moira dropped to her knees and began to scramble around in the sand. Her hands closed on something so heavy that she needed to use both hands to hoist it out. A rock. It wasn't what she had hoped, but it was better than nothing. So she lobbed it at the leviathan, praying that it did something.
Sailor Scout Attack: Moira Root Anchor Moira calls out the name of her attack and points at a target within 5 feet. From the earth, magical roots coil around the legs of that target up to about their knees. Roots also grow up around Moira's legs to about the same height. This anchors both parties in place but it also has a secondary effect. The roots drain 10% of her target's energy and transfer it to Moira. The effects of this drain are up to character players. The energy that Moira absorbs only gives her an energy buff it does not heal wounds, nor does it numb pain. The roots last for 15 seconds if they are not broken, and after that time passes, they simply vanish without a trace. If a target is strong enough, they can break the roots. If this happens, the roots around Moira's legs vanish and she is not able to absorb any more energy. She can use this attack up to three times in a battle.
Sailor Seiryuu, Senshi of the East Boss HP: 209/225
[ENTERING]
Seiryuu thought this was a vast improvement from the catacombs and the cemetery. Both had been dreary and terrible and to be honest.....She sighed, very depressing. Out here thought? It was sandy oasis paradise.
At least, it was till she joined the group of people mingling there and watched as a woman in a bikini pull out her eyes. What was wrong with this place? Seiryuu didn't know. They were replaced with something else and then the woman morphed into a giant Leviathan with......a unicorn floatie around it??
God this place was weird as ********. Lightning crashed, and it seemed to enrage the creature so you know, obviously this was not going to end well. She kind of regretted walking through doors without her team. Her little Merry band here.
"Hey!" She came up to the pretty haired corrupt, taking a coconut from one of the trees and launching it. "Not my kind of beach visit. Nice to meet you." It didn't hurt to be polite to others, even if they were odd cracked skin dark senshi.
From out of the frying pan and into the fire, it was clear that Sweetite was not having very good cosmic luck as far as figuring out where to go and what to do. She'd been squashed by a ship, blown up by a death ball and now that she'd found her way into some sort of... desert, apparently, there was a nasty looking monster lashing out and trying to kill them all.
Great.
Her heel hit something in the sand and she glanced down. A patch of white caught her eye and she leaned over, brushing away the sand to expose... a human skull, void of all the former tissue, blood and gross stuff that usually came with the bone part.
Officially wigged out, she proceeded to lob the remains of whoever she had found at the growly, snarly beast thing.
Ghouliboo rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-8)
Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2019 10:36 am
Sweetite
HP: 8/20 (-3 auto damage) Boss HP: 203/225
The monster seemed wholly unimpressed with Sailor Sweetite's attempts to vanquish it, much like her first attacks on the Gravekeeper in the cemetery had been. Granted, her final attack had only come after everyone else had beaten it down but this particular monster in front of her looked like it was still fresh and ready for a fight.
The skull had bounced off from the creature as if it were a speck in the wind.
Angry and frustrated at having barely any impact on it, the corrupt senshi looked around for anything else she could throw in the monster's direction. Others were finding nifty things in the sand while all she found was...
Well. Nothing.
As her heels were causing her to sink anyways on the uneven surface, the flapper-looking senshi leaned over and undid the straps of her heels before taking the shoes off completely and promptly hurling them towards the angry beast.
Pavo paused at the roar, turned at the thunder, paused at the sudden argument. Before them rose a serpent like something out of a fantasy novel, replete with glistening fins and rows of serrated teeth. Suddenly it whipped and churned as if possessed, sending its tail through anyone who stepped near it.
She realized two things at once: leaving wasn't an option now, and Giza would try to fight it. Giza who, despite their wildly disparate sizes compared to the leviathan, would think he should try despite having no chance. Giza, who brandished a palm frond fan against a towering reptile.
Pavo clenched fists around the shake in her hands. That tail came for her, harrowingly fast, struck her in the side, sent her slipping through the sand. And when she hit the ground, her attack a whisper on her lips, leaving her looking much worse for wear.
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Bitter Hope ;; Duration: 30 seconds; 3 uses Distance: Self Description: Pavo appears hurt and close to defeat, which may lure her opponent into a false sense of security. The illusion breaks upon physical contact, otherwise lasting about a minute.
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-10)
Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2019 11:03 am
Mauvian Wendell - [ entering - attacking - 15 / 30 HP ] INVENTORY: x2 health potions (+10 HP), x1 Golden Key
DMG: 5 BOSS HP: 197 / 225
Wendell thought even the most grubby of rocks were still beautiful, but apparently the beach babe also thought so, which was pleasing. He gave her a brilliant smile in return, clearly very happy with the whole situation.
At least until she started growing. And gouging out her eyes. And generally being very unladylike, although Wendell supposed that being unladylike was a derogatory term because everything was ladylike and he shouldn't think that just because she was turning into a scaled, webbed creature of the depths that she was unladylike.
She was, however, apparently trying to zap them all with lightning. That wasn't unladylike, but it was inconvenient.
"MY DEAR LADY LEVIATHAN," Wendell called up to her, hands cupped around his mouth to shout. "I AM SORRY TO SAY THAT YOU ARE BEHAVING MOST IRRATIONALLY, AND I WILL HAVE TO FIGHT YOU, BUT I AM GLAD YOU LIKED MY GIFT!"
Tail flicking, he glanced around at a few of the people around him, then leapt forward, wheeling in a roundhouse kick aimed for the leviathan's side. A glimpse of red and pink to his left made him turn, and Wendell caught sight of a beautiful senshi that he very much recognized.
"GOOD FORTUNE, FAIR FEATHERED FRIEND!" he yelled happily to Sweetite. "I AM GLAD TO SEE YOU AROUND!"
Well there went that idea of relaxing. Meissa stared in horror at the transformed creature before scrambling to find some sort of protection. As she scrambled up though the girl had the presence of mind to grab her offering the the beach umbrella in case she could use it as a weapon. It would be a hell of a lot more efficient than just trying to distract the beast with her magic of stalking felines.
Moira had a great idea of digging through the sand for possible weapons and although she still clutched the beach umbrella, that was what she'd do when her 'weapon' deserted her.
Closing the top of the umbrella down Meissa gauged the sharpness of the point that had been sunk into the ground before shrugging. It'd have to do until something else could be found that was sharper. Running up to the creature Meissa shoved the umbrella as hard as she could into thick hide and got the reaction that she thought might happen .. as in the umbrella didn't even pierce the creature's flesh.
Dropping the item at the ground Meissa made a hasty retreat to look around for her friends. Upon reaching Botein and Moira the girl eyed the fan that Botein still carried with her.
"Hey Botein, think your fan would work on her highness there?"
Really, even if he loved Wallace, Kainite had no idea how the little floatie was going to go over - so he was beyond enthused to see the very pretty girl so excited over him. His face split into a super enthused smile -
- which immediately devolved into something dopey and agape with shock as she kissed him on the cheek, the red in his face immediately blossoming from the tips of his ears all the way down beneath the collar of his uniform. "Beyond good, " he managed to get out without tripping over his own words, because if there was one thing he was decent at, it was faking it until making it (even if he rarely actually made it), trying be a gentleman and not oogle her too much, even if it was kind of hard not to admire the way her hips moved when she showed off for him. "You are radiant."
So what if she smelled a little fishy. She was by water after all. And honestly, he didn't even care that he'd gotten her the wrong thing. Let the order guy get the key, it's fine; Kainite got a kiss, and he was about two seconds away from asking for her number when she immediately plucked out her pretty eyes (one rolled by his foot, ew ew ew ew) and immediately became an oversized, angry leviathan.
"This would make a great movie, " he remarked to no one in particular before he got smacked by a leviathan tail. He pushed back to retaliate, but frankly, he was still pretty bummed about his would-be romance getting snuffed out before it ever really got off the ground.
The creature never noticed her. Waiting on her magic as she did, nothing happened. Pavo reached for the front of her skirt, tore off another strip of cloth (which immediately rematerialized twofold), wadded it up and threw it toward the leviathan, which only responded with another vicious slap to her upper torso.
Well, crap this wasn't going well. Meissa had dropped the umbrella from the first failing using and had instead resorting to throwing whatever she could find at the leviathan. Sadly it wasn't doing much of any good.
Where was a magic sword when one needed one. Or even a regular sword. She grit her teeth as she lifted a rock from the ground and lobbed it at the creature that was hellbent on keeping them here.
Even as she was trying to attack the creature it was still striking her back time after time. Meissa had backed away to regroup and and stumbled across a spear of sorts. The point was wicked short and rushing forward the senshi of Bobcats tried as hard as she could to ram the spear into the creature's hide. It was slightly more effective than her umbrella idea and been and yet she still managed to get swiped at as she yanked the spear back out. Her gaze took in the tip in a quick inspection before she rejoined Moira & Botein. Was there enough people here that they would defeat this thing?
She didn't know. It was too bad they couldn't have the boat materialize above the creature in order to squish it ... too bad indeed. Her gaze flicked to Moira as she whispered under her breath, "We should have gotten out of here when the going was good."
