Each attack met with equal backlash. How were they supposed to defeat her? Brute force hardly seemed a god answer. Did they just have to hold out and hope? Gritting her teeth, Pavo ducked in for another blow. Her kick landed more squarely, though she saw no difference.
"I can see why she's been undefeated. There's got to be more to this... Giza, any ideas?"
beejoux
DMG: 14
Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 3:12 pm
[Page Cheomseongdae is ENTERING] Inventory: 1 Health Potion, 50 PT Attack Potion HP: 35 / 35
The feeling of being pulled into another space, another place, once again made Cheomseongdae want to wretch, because it was not natural and her body DID not appreciate it. Nor did her mind, because it was initially freaking out about black holes and what they could do to space, and how science had her convinced that this would kill someone who went into it, or at least have them trapped in what might be a timeless space ad infinitum and... But she came out the other side and was confronted with the Bottle Bit... Beast. Her eyes focused on the creature, and she followed it for a long moment, then she shook her head.
"ARTHUR?" She called out, and began to dodge through the crowd of people, running through them, avoiding every person she could, but accidentally bumping one or two. She was searching for her friend, for the sight of fluffy white ears and a fluffy white tail. She would feel better in this mess of strangers if she had one person she could rely on.
Mintaka. Eion knew that name — knew her from her self-deprecating apologist nonsense encountered at the old warehouse, where she mopped and swept and sucked away darkness better left to the people who endured it. That Mintaka. Husbanded by a general and preaching of sacrifices as if violating bodies was a light tax, a pittance against her own story. What a choice. Better if she improved since.
And an agent. Fortuitous for that. "Get in touch with her if you can. Allegra, see what you can find — conventional or not." Strange that she required the least micromanagement of every recruit had since eir captaincy. Was she already a part of the Negaverse? Of any faction? Her denial earlier said otherwise, but words were cheap.
Forward came a terrible sinner with more fingers and toes than he deserved. Biting back familiarity, Eion addressed him with brevity. "You, cat. Come here." Eion waited but a moment before closing the distance emself. A glance was cast over shoulder to see if Loreley and Allegra embarked on their respective assignments.
A quick beckton, tiptoed for all the youth could reach toward tufted ears. "Four paws for reconnaissance. You're getting thrown into that vase of hers. Better smoke to muddy her waters, but something restricts me. Your beam will have to do."
medigel
aria starstone
syrie
Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 4:25 pm
The explosion of a few attack potions rocks the figure, as well as the surrounding bottles still suspended above her. Though she doesn't show much emotion, closer inspection at her glassy skin shows hairline fractures starting to form. "Very good, but how long will you persevere?" A burst of energy resonates from her, and above her, multitudes of bottles explode into glass shards.
She sweeps an arm out towards all those who are gathered, and it rains sharp glass upon them.
She currently cares not for the contents of the bottles---which happen to rain down upon those looking to grab them.
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gaia_starWHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW
Everyone takes -10 HP DMG from the rain of glass shards
Goodies are raining from the broken bottles! You can make a choice whether to try and grab them or not!
If you choose to grab some of the goodies that are falling:
> Roll 2d4 > First 1d4: EVENS = Super HP potion (+25 HP / can be used on yourself or someone else) / ODDS = Attack potion (50 DMG to target) > Second 1d4 results (Well, it is the bottle realm of crazy effects...you don't think those goodies come for free, do you?)
1: You're turned into an animal (of your choice!) Plus, hey, no matter what size you are, you now roll 1d20 for DMG because you're a beast 2: Oh wow...your gender swapped! If you're a male, them you're a female, if you're female, then you're a male. If you're agendered then this has no effect on you! 3: You suddenly grow to 15 feet in height! Your HP is doubled, and your attack is doubled! 4: Your hair suddenly grows until it's floor length (if you're a corrupt senshi, it shortens to just under your ears)! You're not sure how, but this increases your attack by an additional +2!
You're allowed to roll twice (per character) for this prompt! It means you can get another item, but it also means your 2nd effect WILL STACK on top of your first!
If you roll the animal twice, you just turn into a different animal (still roll 1d20 for DMG). If you roll gender twice...you just go back to your original gender. If you roll the height twice, you're now 30 feet in height---DMG modifier stays the same. If you roll hair twice, your floor length hair is now double the length (or if you're a corrupt, you pretty much have a buzz cut now), and DMG modifier stays the same!
HP 30/35 (( taking 10 damage for prompt effect)) Remaining HP 20/35
There was something not right about glass that fell from the sky. Oh it certainly could be an everyday occurrence in the right conditions ... but here in a pocket dimension of some sort. It wasn't logical at all. Even as glass shards sliced into bare skin and her fuku Meissa held back the urge to cry out in pain. It was not at all a pleasant sensation.
Shaking off the loose pieces of glass Meissa moved to pluck some of the potions that had fallen to the ground and was relieved when she found an attack potion. It was not a bad find. Her second plucked bottle resulted in a curious sensation of wriggling all over her scalp. As she edged closer to the main fray she nearly tripped over something blue that was just to the side. It yanked back as soon as she turned her head and suddenly what she was looking at was abundantly clear...too abundant. Her hair was floor length and seriously in the way. Pocketing the attack potion Meissa grabbed one braid and slung it over her arm. It would have to do for now.
DMG Total: 7 (5 + 2)
Inventory: 1 Health Potion (restores 10 HP) 1 Attack Potion (does 50 HP Damage) - picked up this post
[Super Sailor Nix] Inventory: 1x HP potion 35/45 HP
Nix was still trying to figure out the best angle to attack when suddenly it was raining glass shards, and try as he might, he just couldn't avoid them all, so they slashed at him most uncomfortably, causing him to yelp in pain, and end up with a few slashes to his outfit, and his face.
But something good came out of that nastiness: Some of those magic potions were tumbling down as well! He hopped up and grabbed onto the first one he could, and could tell it was one of those stylish attack potions! Something good to lob at this...monster-lady-thing!
Of course, the act of grabbing also ended up with bits of magic bottle and whatever else landing all over him, giving a very odd feeling. Hard to describe, really, but sort of like pushing and pulling all over his body.
When he landed again, he quickly realized exactly what those feelings were: Somehow, some way, this 16 year old boy was now...a 16 year old girl. "Wh-what the...?" Nix gasped out, followed immediately by putting a hand to his throat. "Oh, this is weird," he said, and for a moment just stared down at his--her??--very form-fitting suit, and blushed.
Then Nix shook his/herself. "Think about this later!"
The crazy thing was, even if Eurydike didn't know what the ******** he was doing - s**t, were people actually listening to him? Granted, most of them were his people, but the one corrupt - "Nembus, " he repeated with gusto; he would remember her name, and he gave a hearty laugh when she flung whatever the ******** she'd grabbed onto at the bottle chick. "******** yeah! You got some great ********' aim, Nembus! You show that b***h!!" He gave more of the same when Genbu flung another of those kickass potions, and was ready to primed to launch another attack when the glass started to rain down on them.
Immediately, he doubled over, deliberately covering his face - anything else, yeah, it sucked, but Eurydike knew he could take it. He'd dealt with worse, but he really didn't need to ******** up his one good eye.
How long would they persevere? "Long as it takes!" he barked back, for all the good it did, and ******** yeah he made a grab for one of the bottles. The eternal did end up making it out with a healing potion, which hey, that'd come in handy -
- and also long a** hair that gave any corrupt a run for their money. Granted, Eurydike liked wearing his hair on the long side to begin with and all, but draping the ground? Yeah, that was a little ******** much, but whatever. He could live with it. Which made him wonder...
Kainite kind of half-hopped, half-ducked like it did anything to help him dodge the painful little shards raining down on them. He guessed it was probably a good sign that they were doing some damage, although considering the amount of glass in the sky plus the giant woman made of the stuff - "Uh, what happens if we do kill her?!" he asked no one in particular as he swooped for one of the jars. One potion to hurt with, which - hey, good, because thank goodness Auro couldn't see what a sad job he'd been doing on his attacks so far, but then -
*Bloop*. Wow. That was one... hairy situation.
Kainite has ONE super potion and ONE damage potion!
Glass rained down, and that did smart, although Malaise paid no special attention to it - this wasn't real after all - just like when the bottles came down, obviously he took them. Alice wouldn't resist the cookies after all, right?
So when he turned into a pitch black panther, he just sort of accepted it with a low rumble of a purr, because if he had to turn into something, there were worse things than a panther. Although it'd make it hard to keep taking notes on the whole experience.
He blinked golden eyes and kind of fondled the other bottle he'd ended up with, an attack potion. Nothing he had any real interest in, but - "Hey out there! Does anyone want this?"
HP 35/35 (( taking 10 damage for prompt effect)) Remaining HP 25/35
-She'd been hanging back ever since the black hole had spit her out into this new strange dimension. Lacerta wasn't exactly sure what was going on except it seemed as if the final boss, the one who'd caused all this to happen had finally appeared. Remembering the woman in the Sky Trial that had spoke of being trapped Lacerta felt her ire rise. How dare she even show herself.
Fingering her vials of potions Lacerta wondered if it was for the best to use them now or save them for a bit later in the battle. As she thought about saving her potions Lacerta heard the explosion and winced as glass shards began to rain down. Although amongst the shards were other items and Lacerta glanced around. Well, she technically wasn't opening bottles now; what would be the harm in reaching for items falling out of the bottles?
Even as she managed to grab an souped up version of a health potion Lacerta was honestly worried about what was going on when the second potion exploded over her. Suddenly the effect of the second potion was revealed and it was all Lacerta could do not to freak out. Oh this was not good, not good at all.
Was it the potion, was it something else? All Lacerta knew was that she was suddenly a he in the grand scheme of things. This was going to be awkward to explain if the others saw her.
(( effect = 2: Oh wow...your gender swapped! If you're a male, them you're a female, if you're female, then you're a male. If you're agendered then this has no effect on you! ))
DMG Total
Inventory: 1 Health Potion (restores 10 HP) 1 Super Health Potion (restores 25 HP) 2 Attack Potion (does 50 HP Damage) 1 Mega Attack Potion (Does 100 hp damage)
Nothing they did seemed to have any effect on her, but as Giza stepped up beside Pavo again, eyes narrowed up at that large pale body, he noticed the hairline fractures. "Cracks, in her body. It doesn't look like we're doing anything, but eventually she will shatter as surely as those bottles."
The timing was ironic. It seemed like no sooner had he gotten the words out than they were being forced to duck in attempts to protect themselves as many of the bottles hanging over them exploded, raining bits of glass and who knew what else down upon them. He could feel it slicing into him, sharp nicks, cuts, and stabs along his arms, upper back, and the back of his head. Thin rivulets of blood beading in their wake as he straightened.
Whatever had been inside was raining down as well, and tiny vial practically landed on Giza's head.
And then something wet. He blinked, touched fingertips to the spot, and when they came away again it looked like grey paint. He head it up for her to see, and then buckled to his knees.
It was a smooth transformation, but it still didn't feel pleasant having his limbs stretched, thickened. Bulk multiplying, tusks growing, trunk curling up as he lifted his head and trumpeted his dislike of the situation. Where he stood there was now a seven ton bull elephant.
It looked like everyone else's attack but his seemed to have made a difference since it looked like the woman was literally cracking. Chambersite felt pretty confident until and suddenly the bottles that were there exploded, sending glass shards everywhere! Chambersite tried to cover his face and while he was glad he had so little skin exposed, he could still feel all of the little shards hitting him. It was all he could do to make sure he didn't inhale or swallow any of them.
Suddenly though, Chambersite felt as though he were being squeezed, stretched, and changed into something else! When he finally opened his eyes, that the didn't realize he had closed, it looked like everything was... taller? He looked at his hands and his arms were covered in fur! He quickly looked at one of the larger pieces of glass and could only see the reflection of a rat looking back at him!
He sighed. Please let me change back when this is all over. Was the only thing he could think of at the moment.
Everything was terrible. Jack was probably dead, and Chauvet had been mid-bottle when suddenly she'd been sucked into a vortex and spat back into somewhere like the hub, except with a beautiful giant woman who wanted to kill them all. Under normal circumstances, Chauvet would have asked if she was single, but the feeling of blood spatter on her face was just a little too recent for her to do anything but gape.
The glass rain was enough to get her to come to some of her senses, though, and she shielded her face from the shards with one hand while she grasped at bottles with the other, looking for something--anything--that might help. For her efforts, she got a bottle with a little skull on it that looked dangerous--and then she staggered backwards as suddenly, the neat little bun on her head became the size of a beach ball.
"Christ on a cracker," Chauvet sighed, holding up the massive bun with one hand. "Anybody got--I dunno, scissors or something?"
Ella didn't like this. Napping in her own open grave had been the perfect existential dread image, and the dirt had been cool and cozy in its own way. But now she was getting ripped out of her quiet solitude by some other form of bottle bullshit, and bleary-eyed she stared up at the Bottle Queen of Whatever, who of course was naked because Anime Logic Said So.
Would glass clothes even make a difference, or would they all be sheer? Ella started to consider the possibilities, not particularly feeling in the mood to attack, but then glass rained on everyone, slicing little tears in her hoodie and skin. The lanky girl yelped, stepping backwards onto a bottle that shattered in a sudden puff of smoke.
When Ella could see again, everyone around her was half their size--or rather, she was taller, and on her hands, and her hands weren't hands because they were large and grey and four-toed and flat as pancakes. She tried to explore her face, and touched her cheeks with the tip of her nose. With a bit of chagrin, Ella realized that she was...an Ella-phant. This was weird.
Peering across the battlefield, she saw she wasn't the only one at least, and trumpeted out a squeaky greeting to the larger bull, waving eagerly with her trunk.
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HP: 15/25 Inventory: 1 x Super Healing Potion (25 HP)
