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 Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 10:24 am
Cynthus, Page of the MoonLocation: C3 Action: Freaking out. “Holy s**t!” Cynthus screeched. “What the ******** is that?!”
Something dark. Something powerful. It settled over the area like… like… well, like nothing she’d ever felt before (which wasn’t saying much, given that this was the first time she’d ever even seen any Negaverse people). Heavy and sick, it radiated malevolence, so potent she barely even noticed all the other auras popping up throughout the area.
Even the steady signatures of the adults with them weren’t enough to reassure her that they’d be getting out of here alive, not when the Negaverse had someone who felt like that.
“We’re all gonna die,” she said, breathless with fear.
She should have stuck to hanging out on the moon, fixing things. What good had she even thought she could do here? How had she ever thought she could be a superhero? She was too young to die! Was that a ******** sword?! How was she supposed to defend herself against a ******** sword with a shepherd’s crook?!
“Did the Code say they had swords?!” she continued to shriek, turning toward Reims with wide, horrified eyes.Guine Reims, Sessrumnir, Ephesus Kyuseisha no Hikari Amarynthos, Alastor, Dering
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 10:33 am
Reims, Page of GanymedeLocation: C3 Action: Preparing to defend himself and the others with him if necessary. Offering to keep an eye on Dering so Stirling can kick someone’s a** if she wants. He expected there to be a lot of people, but he didn’t expect the Chaos to feel so overwhelming. He wasn’t sure he could trust any of the adults there, but he was happy to stay with Cynthus and Stirling and the others, even if Cynthus was trying to make fun of him for absolutely no reason other than being mean. Sure, he knew he could be mean sometimes, but he didn’t feel like he had to now.
Not as Reims. Not when only Cynthus knew his identity.
“Should have grabbed those baseball bats, after all,” he made a face as they made their way out of the building and across the street. Well. Sort of across. They ended up being stopped in the middle. As if he didn’t freeze in place when he felt the heavy aura of… something…
Something inhuman. If only because he couldn’t imagine a human having that kind of aura.
Cynthus was freaking out, but that wasn’t anything new, and part of him wondered if he should be freaking out too. But then what good would that do?
He held up his letter opener, as if ready to use it as a knife to defend himself and the others if necessary. There was a pretty blonde haired teenager (Yvoire) with them now who also had electric hearts for symbols, but Reims barely heard their name before they were all being pushed out of the building.
“The Code definitely didn’t say anything about swords.” The Code didn’t tell them a lot, it seemed, but he couldn’t really blame it when they didn’t ask the right questions.
“You’re stronger, Stirling. We can keep an eye on Dering,” he called over to her with a small nod. She’d been holding onto Dering's hand, but if she had a stronger weapon or even magic then she should be able to use it when she had to. Kyuseisha no Hikari Dering, Amarynthos - but feel free to ignore him Orangeish Sherbert Stirling - but feel free to ignore him Sunshine Alouette Cynthus, Yvoire - same QQ
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 10:54 am
Sessrumnir, Knight of Jupiter Location: C3 Action: Trying to herd cats usher the young knights away from the burning building, while also avoiding the new Chaos popping up. Making sure everyone was accounted for was the most important at the moment. With stopping Yvoire from doing something he would likely regret, to getting back to wherever the others had run off to, Sessrumnir could feel the stress bearing down on him like it was a palpable thing.
He knew the Negaverse being involved had a high probability of them showing up.
And sure enough, here they were.
He cursed under his breath. They were in the middle of everything now. He’d tried getting them across the street to the pond and beyond, but now that the Negaverse was showing up…
“We need to get away from the building and as far away as possible,” he said to any around him that would listen. He grabbed hold of Amarynthos’ shoulder for a moment to give him a single look, before letting go and focusing on the danger around them.
He hoped with just that look he could relay all of his trust he had in him to keep the others safe. To keep Ephesus safe, who looked like he was too shaken up to really focus on what to do when all of the Chaos auras started popping up.
But the aura of a General Sovereign immediately caught his attention, and while he thought it might have been Jet for a moment, the sickening glow of fire had his stomach turn into knots.
He didn’t need to look at Alastor to get his attention. He knew Alastor could feel it too. They all could.
The burning building suddenly felt safer to try and retreat to than towards the pond. Kyuseisha no Hikari Dering, Amarynthos, Alastor
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 10:57 am
Yvoire, Page of GanymedeLocation: C3 Action: Ready to fight. Or so he thinks. Oh.
More auras popped into being. Some like the one he’d sensed in the bank, some weaker, some stronger. There were so many Yvoire didn’t know where to turn. Where should he even begin?
Then there was that one, so powerful it nearly drowned out all the others. It took Yvoire’s breath away, made him tremble. He stared across the road, near the pond. There was fire there, too. For a moment, it seemed like everything was burning, like the entire world had gone up in flames, and there was no escape.
“Is it Metallia?” he asked, voice quiet, stuck somewhere between horror and awe.
One of the girls (Cynthus) was freaking out. One of the other boys (Reims; he had Ganymede’s symbol, too) was offering his protection to another. Yvoire looked to the Knight who’d pulled him away from the agent inside (Sessrumnir), and the strong, dark haired Senshi with him (Alastor).
“If we kill her, we can end the war, right? And all the people who’ve had their starseeds taken can—…”
Yvoire didn’t actually know what would happen then. He didn’t even know if killing Metallia would fix anything. The things Ganymede had told him seemed to imply that, but…
How were they supposed to do it?
Yvoire’s grip tightened around the bat he’d claimed in the bank.Guine Sessrumnir, Reims, Ephesus Kyuseisha no Hikari Alastor, Amarynthos, Dering
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Bishoujo-senshi Mahou-shoujo
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 11:14 am
Mauvian Tama — A2“Fell to their death, by the looks of it. This is indeed why we can’t have nice things.” Tama said dryly to Prehnite. “Too bad. This was a fine establishment.”Why did someone always have to ruin things with premature homicide? The Mauvian wasn’t against murder, per se. He just preferred it with a bit more decorum. “Jadarite must be furious, though she’s got her head on her shoulders.” He held his comm to one cat ear listening to Jada muster the team. “I’d surely be out for blood if it was my operation.” Tama looked up at their new visitor. An eternal senshi. And a commentator, at that. “Clearly.” He replied to the newest member of the peanut gallery, but then continued to ignore the man. He had a general next to to him, so no need to worry about his safety just yet. “I’ve got one dead agent here. Looks like he fell or was pushed off your bank’s roof.” He whispered into his pen-tablet. “What’s the plan?”stari_maga Speaking on the communicator.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 11:53 am
Hyperborea, Transcended Knight of the Cosmos Heading to B2Trying her Everything turned into a cluster ******** just like the Knight had feared. Soon enough Chaos signatures began popping in left and right and the battle was begun. There was nothing left to do but fight her way through. She dispelled Cerynitis to conserve her remaining energy, at least she had her bracelet as back up if she needed more energy in this fight.
Hyperborea never liked these big battles, too much going on too many chances for good people to get hurt. She was trying to decide where to go first on this chaotic battlefield when she suddenly noticed an aura she had not felt in a long time. She had a soft grin of nostalgia as she raced toward the aura of the corrupted eternal.
"It's been far too long ma chérie!" She called in a faux sweet voice. "I hope you still remember me Chrysocolla. How about we have some fun for old time's sake." She called to her old enemy. She held her staff up as she gathed starlight to the tip in a ball before swinging it down sending the starlight flying at the eternal. Forgotten Spell Hyperborea draws in and concentrates star light into a baseball sized star that appears above her staff. When she swings her staff down, the ball shoots towards her enemies like a falling star and explodes in a blast of force, heat and intense light that causes mild to moderate pain upon impact. At a player’s discretion, they may choose to take more intense or longer lasting injuries upon impact. Radius: 20 feet Uses: 3 times
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 1:04 pm
Squire Spei of the MoonLocation: B2 (rooftop) Action: Observe and hide, for now Spei leapt across the alley to the roof of the building next to Augusta Bank, hoping his friend Eternal Chaldene would join him. He wouldn't blame his friend for just leaving; neither of them were battle monsters, what with the Moon knight's magic being largely supportive. Best not to get too involved except as a remote buffer. …Except there was already another General on the rooftop. Oh s**t. Hitting the ground running, Spei rolled and ducked behind a large HVAC unit on the rooftop. Hopefully the General hadn't seen him – he seemed focused on the senshi down below, firing arrows at her. And she was engaging him, so with luck that would keep the Nega occupied enough that Spei could use his shield's spell to attack the guy, like he had the fallen General. Sara Draconia notices Chalcanthite attacking Anser!
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 1:04 pm
General Larimar, E2Continuing to stab KaifengNormally ze probably would've been incredulous with rage about the hat. The hat was important! It was a stupid little point of affection, but it was -- important. It was something to tie things into. Ze liked the stupid hat.
But Larimar was exhausted, sleep-deprived, and just feeling real ******** mean, so instead of a proper reaction ze just spit in his face.
If this b***h of a knight was close enough to think he could get smart about it -- who cared if he was just doing it back at zem --
Well, that didn't matter, because some <******** of a senshi sped past and blinded zem on the way. "<********>" Larimar swore -- had that been a maid? You could just be a senshi of anything, huh?? Blinded, ze flung zyr dagger at -- where she'd maybe been. Didn't matter. It wasn't going to hit, ze was pretty sure, but it was worth a try, it was worth -- back to This ******** Guy, the Page of Saturn, who'd just had the misfortune to be here.
Ze'd never pulled the blade out. Ze wasn't about to do so essentially blind and lose that advantage; if anything, ze pushed it in further. (Which wasn't going to do much. It wasn't a tapering blade. It was just a little physical leverage; pull the sword out before, pull it out after, he'd be exactly the same kind of injured.)
"Counting on those manners," Larimar said, white-knuckled, eyes closed against the glare, "to keep you alive, aren't you?"------ Eternal Corrupt Sailor Chrysocolla, B2Fighting HyperboreaOh. Huh. Was that --
Chrysocolla would've recognized that pink hair anywhere. It was one of those crystallized memories, the way that people talked about always remembering your high school friends, except Sylvite had been a little different from that.
But Sylvite didn't have memories of that now, probably, did she, and Chrysocolla had never actually figured out how she felt about the other girl at a point where it could be useful or mean anything, either. Why would Chrysocolla's luck be any good at any point in her dumb life. Of course Sylvite and Faustite would show up at the same fight. It didn't mean Chrysocolla wanted to hurt her at all, not even now, no more than she'd have to to drag her home; and that, like Kerberos, would be a lost cause. Letting a Princess free would mean they wouldn't keep her as a person, if they even kept her alive.
It was a nice thought. It was an idle daydream, to think about having Sylvite back in the right colors. It didn't matter. Chrysocolla shook her head, settled herself -- what color were her stupid eyes right now? Peach-pink and mint-green, she suspected, that was what went with longing, she'd spent hours in front of a mirror to try and trace what meant what. It didn't matter. She resettled herself and turned to look at the gaggle of Pages.
One was screaming. Smart girl. She might be worth dragging to Negaspace if she lived through this; at least she sounded like she had some kind of common sense --
and that didn't matter, either, because Hyperborea was running her way, sending condensed starlight at her. Chrysocolla was paying enough attention to brace herself and block with her arms, she wasn't that miserably untrained, but it still hurt. Stupid fuku with her arms bare and out in the open, all the time; she'd probably want to stop by Medical later, because if this pain meant anything, those bruises might be bone-deep and those burns might be more than surface.
"You're not fun," Chrysocolla said, sounding particularly petty about it; her eyes were red as rubies, red as garnets, crystalline glitter and gleam. "Move." She didn't wait. Even as she was saying that, she was sprinting right back towards Hyperborea, aiming a punch right at that pretty face. Jaw would be ideal, but with nine-ish inches of distance between them (eight and a half? Chrysocolla's heels did help, a little) she'd take what called shots she could manage.Quote: Not quoting anyone b/c no direct interaction & no prior history, but she's thinking about/looking at the C3 cluster of Cynthus, Reims, Sessrumnir, and Yvoire.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 1:40 pm
General ChalcanthiteLocation: B1 (Rooftop) Action: Taking up a defensive position His first shot had barely missed, burying itself in the pavement by the senshi. Shortly after a silhouette moved right between his position and made their way to one of the few HVAC units up on this roof. Their aura felt weaker than some of the others but definitely not the weakest on the field. If they started swarming him this would not be ideal so he took a quick moment while scanning the area to send a message out to a friend. He had been doing this long enough to know when he needed back up so hopefully it would come in a timely manner. Benitoite, I need some assistance if you are free. Come to the distress signal. With that done he moved back a bit to put some coverage between him and the order member that now shared the roof with him. He gave the senshi down below a passing thought before knocking another arrow to deal with the threat up here. "I did see you you know." He spoke towards the other person on the roof now. "I think it would be preferable if you made your way back down unless you want to get hurt." It was and wasn't a bluff, he would do what he could to immobilize them but after that, he would have to find a new position. At times he wished he really had more in the way of melee combat skill for situations like this. tatterpixie Noticing and keeping up his guard while starting banter xD Seiana_ZI Will not in fact come down there and is obscured from her at the moment xD Sleet Tempest Snape Chal needs some help plz Beni
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 2:41 pm
Knight PendourLocation: E5 Action: Being emotional support. The thought of all of this sat heavy deep in Pendour's chest. Destroying things was the opposite of what they should be doing. Acts of war were the opposite of what they should be doing. She wasn't looking forwards to what it was going to explode into, either, with distress signals going out like they were. Usually, in situations like this, she would have stayed away, not wanting to make things worse, and she'd have done what she could to pick up the pieces afterwards. She hadn't spent the last month in Encke's house, though,trying to be there for him through a resurgence of trauma, just to abandon him when he was choosing to go into a zone where there had been some sort of attempted youmafication. No. She followed him, eyes set, a tall, pale shadow. She bit the insides of her cheeks until they bled rather than letting him see the way she would flinch at the sight of the fire, or the sight of Faustite- He'd lived, it seemed, after all. At least, he'd lived in a way. That was something she was going to have to process, later. For now, her fingers found Encke's hand, wrapped around it. Her ocarina was in her other hand. Maybe she'd use it on him, if she had to, or maybe on any agents that got too close, too angry. "It's not time to think about him," she whispered, although that was something hard for her to do, too. She tried to focus on the taste of blood in her mouth, instead. "Just get everyone away safe, okay?"
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 3:00 pm
DARK MIRROR SUPER MURIKABUSHILocation: D5. Action: Noticing a ********, bribing the Tiktok girls to please leave right now, noticing A Wild Faustite and being In His Feelings about it. Reiki had been in a fog, lately. It was the only way he could deal with………whatever the ******** had been going on with him ever since Kerberos had told him about Faustite and what had happened to him. Whatever the ******** had been wrong with him since that night.
Sure, Reiki still did everything that had become part of his routine. How could he not do it? So much of it came to him like second nature by now. Power up into Murikabushi because why have magical girl superpowers if you didn’t use them to protect people who couldn’t protect themselves. Perfunctory daily visit to Mirrorspace because it would get annoyed with him if he tried ignoring it for too long. Exit, stage left, and then go on patrol until his body or spirit couldn’t take it anymore, whichever one decided to give out first. Deal with youma as necessary because most of them didn’t seem open to being reasoned with. Deal with low-level Negaverse agents scrabbling to steal energy or starseeds from hapless innocents. Plaster on a happy face and a sassy, spicy attitude while taking Kerberos some boba and telling him—in somewhat slantwise terms—about how “this friend of mine” (Elijah/Dorian Gay, Reiki’s drag brother) was already planning his big, showpiece numbers for all the Halloween-themed shows they would host in October with “this other friend of ours” (Armand/Brandy Sazerac, their drag sister).
All of it came to him like second nature, but none of it had any feeling in it. Just a pervasive sense of emptiness and a thick, black fog of simultaneously yearning to feel anything and thanking his lucky stars that he could not.
Distantly, intellectually, Reiki realized that he would have called the emotion “grief” if anyone else had expressed similar sentiments to him. Even if he had no right to claim such things, he supposed that it made sense. But it also felt like something deeper than the loss of Faustite. Something more persistent than the anxiety about what his harem were going through, and if Lilith had gotten out of the Negaverse yet, and would they go after her when they found out she’d left, and why was it so hard to just find ******** Albite and Heliodor when Reiki wanted to tell those little bitches that he was sorry and offer whatever consolation he could, ******** sakes, it wasn’t like the two of them blended in.
Something more about Reiki himself, and less about what he felt regarding other people.
Out in the park had been a similar story to every other night for the past few weeks: Reiki alone, patrolling, virtually on autopilot—until he’d felt a veritable explosion on his aura senses. A lot of Order auras all gathered together, then some Negaverse ones, and then an influx of even more Negaverse—goddammit. Bad news Brenda all around, then. That many people all in one place would get messy fast.
Briefly, Reiki considered that it was dangerous to throw himself into the fray.
As he ran toward it, he decided that he didn’t care. The thrill as he rushed to the shindig was more than he’d felt while powered up in weeks, and it had the added benefit of NOT standing amidst the wreckage of a youma fight he’d easily won and feeling completely ******** helpless anyway.
Immediately, he noticed the two girls who Did Not Belong Here. Felt a Negaverse aura more powerful than anything he’d felt from them before. Like what had happened when Ida had sprouted Princess wings except, well, Negaverse. And sure, a distinctly outer space-looking White Moon senshi (Terebellum) was guarding the teenagers with their phones, ********, that wasn’t going to be enough.
Pulling his clip of spare cash out of his subspace, Reiki silently thanked someone’s god for teenage girls who wanted drag queens at the sweet sixteens but whose rich-a** parents didn’t quite have the fund to afford the likes of Alaska 5000, Bob the Drag Queen, or Trixie and Katya. Reiki had planned to use all of the money to buy dinner, next time he and one of his White Moon friends needed it, but—getting civilians out of the way was a better use. Whistling to get the girls’ attention, he whipped two fifty-dollar bills out of his clip.
“Hey, girls! You two with the phones!” He waved the money at them. “Run away from here right. now. and you each get fifty dollars, okay!”
In the interests of their safety, Reiki looked around. Best to be aware of all the adjacent threats, in case he and/or the White Moon senshi needed to throw down and cover the girls’ escape—and that’s when he spotted the familiar fire that, according to Kerberos, Reiki would never see again.
At least, not in so familiar a form: still humanoid and standing amidst a sea of chaos with some Negaverse senshi in purple pigtails (Mizuki)—and distinctly not coughing up any smoke, the way he’d done before.
“What the……” Reiki murmured breathlessly. His breath hitched. His lungs twitched. His stomach and heart threatened to claw their way up his throat and out of him. How could it be—“Faustite?!”
Was he still half-youma? Was there some mass hallucination going on? What the ******** was happening and was he actually okay, after all?stari_maga Hey, TikTok girlies! You’re being offered money and a cover for your escape! a-disgruntled-dragon Hey, Tere! A Chaos senshi wants to help you protect the teenagers! Also, hey, Zuzubee! A nasty Mirror slut is emotionally yelling at your dad! Strickenized Muri @ Faustite like [pleading face emoji]
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 4:54 pm
General JadariteLocation: A4 to A3 Action: Attacking Perdita Think, Jadarite told herself. She had never had an emotional breakdown in uniform before, and she was not about to start now. Her eyes were still on the bank. It was burning, smashed, possibly completely ruined, but even if it wasn't? They weren't going to be able to salvage it with this many senshi and knights around. Also, if they had gotten everything of value either burned or stashed away into their grubby little pockets? Well, she couldn't let them do all that for free, not when they were surrounded now. "Be careful," she said into the pen, because she couldn't do this with not disclaimer, "But if you're interested in some of that violence you always seem to want?" Her rage was cold as ice. "We've got a lot of targets gathered here. Now would be a ideal time."
When she let the pen fall from her lips, her reply to Albite was snappier, more honest to her true feelings. "Come," she told him. "Retribution. Now." And she herself was running towards the nearest senshi (Perdita), axe out.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 5:47 pm
Page Sigiriya of Ida Location: D4Action: Searching the crowd for Antares, ignoring the people around him which is pretty stupid of himThey were able to get the girls away from the bank and everything seemed to end well. They didn't really seem all that interested in the art instillation but found a backdrop they did like which made Sig mentally roll his eyes. He really didn't understand 'kids these days', even if he was only a few years older then them. God he felt old sometimes. Particularly times like this. He figured everything was ok, that they had done their job and that soon he would be meeting up with Antares and going home to their daughter. That's what he thought so when noise and yelling and a yucky feeling he was learning to attribute to chaotic auras started coming from the direction of the bank. The bank where Antares was. Ignoring the two teens, and the others that were part of his group, he raced towards the bank, green eyes scanning the milling mass of people trying to spot a blonde haired woman. He stumbled to a stop on the other side of the road from the bank entrance ( D4), not paying much attention to those who were in his immediate vicinity. He was too focused on looking for a particular person... "Where is she?" Sig muttered worriedly. ((In all fairness I really can only post like once a day so your welcome to knock him down/out and leave his a** behind >.>' fair warning tho if Antares sees it she WILL take revenge and she is MEAN about it >.<' )) ---:---:--- Antares, Super Senshi of Scorpions Location: B1Action: Looking for a purple Page and pretty pissedShe should have known better! She should have bloody known! Anything that had to do with the Negaverse was inevitably going to end up in a s**t show and here she was separated from the one, technically two since Chaldene was around here somewhere, that didn't know which end was up when it came to fighting. Chaldene was at least Eternal, he could hold his own... Sig on the other hand... that was a different matter. With that in mind she raced out of the building, seriously glad that some knight patched her up somewhat from the scrapes she got smashing the ATMs to bits. She stuck close to the building, eyes raking the darkness for the rather individually colored uniform that Sig had on, as she avoided the rapidly growing scuffle over by the building that the Tech team was meant to be stationed on top of. If Sig was somewhere he had to be around here, probably closer towards the back of the building and away from the fighting. Please God, let that be the case.Sara Draconia ((She is ground level so wont see your General till its too late if it matters)) amorremanet ((Want a funny corner anime collide? Tho guess less corner and more just not paying much attention? )) ((In all fairness I really can only post like once a day so if you want to just ignore me you can)) Aurelius0815 ((Hyperborea kinda mention)) ---:---:--- Squire Tortuga of Jupiter Location: E1Action: Escaping from the second story of the bank via fire escapeThey had found pretty strange stuff. At least that's what he hopped, the few pages he looked at before stashing the incriminating evidence away was a bunch of numbers. Lots and lots of numbers. Something a smarter person then he would have to figure out. Before he could do much more then pocket the papers things went sidewise on them. Aura's kept popping up, more and more. Stronger and stronger. The jig was up and they had to go, to make matters worse he started to smell smoke. Tortuga didn't even bother trying to make it back to the stairs he went right for the windows. After two tries he had found the fire escape. Got to love fire codes. It didn't take long for him to get out of the building, and making his way down to the ground. It didn't seem like there were many on this side of the building yet... honestly he wasn't sure if that was a good thing since he needed to find his family among the turmoil but first he had a job to do. Calling out to the senshi that was close by he asked, "Are you ok?" He was an EMT first and a fighter second of course. ((In all fairness I really can only post like once a day so if you want to just ignore me you can))
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 6:48 pm
Knight Drombeg of EarthLocation: E1 Action: Squaring himself up for a fight with Chaos Having finished his mission of disassembling the ATM, without managing to hurt himself, Drombeg realized that there were now Chaos auras in the area. A lot of them. Seems as though some sort of signal had been sent. When it had been done, it at least seemed to come late. He hoped. He wasn't sure how well it had gone inside and with the others. He took out his sword, ready to use his magic on any Agent that came close enough and ran towards a couple of the others. "Right behind you if you need backup." He said to Onnie and Tortuga. "My magic confuses enemies so if we need a distraction I can help with that." And fighting, but if they needed to so some crowd control then he at least had the means. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Captain EveiteLocation: A2 Action: Examining body and fighting anyone that attempts to attack her The signal had come too late and she, along with one of the cat-people, she didn't attempt to remember what their race was called, had managed to find the dead Agent. She "tsked" at the body after confirming that they were in fact no longer alive. While she wasn't an expertise in the area of alarms, the fact that it had been so late meant that someone had messed up. She would make sure to mention it in her report. Her daggers were summoned in her hands, ready to be used in case anyone attempted to attack her, and there were quite a few who probably would. The Order auras in the near vicinity were quite numerous. And a Senshi, Eternal, was nearby as well. It would have been a problem if she was alone, but there were a couple of other Agents nearby. They would be able to take out a lone Eternal if they attacked. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- General ArsenopyriteLocation: C2 Action: Trying to figure out what all is going on Arseno had just come off of a shift at the hospital and had powered up in an alleyway to teleport to the castle when his pen had started going off and wouldn't shut up until he had read the message. Luckily for him, the bank was quite close which meant he could run, but he was still irked at having to go after a long shift. He made it to the area and it was well, chaotic to say the least. He thought he had seen an Agent down, but whether they were just knocked out, injured, or else he didn't know, but it seemed that others had already looked at him so he was sure he would learn later. He decided to join some of the others in the front of what was once a very suspicious bank that he had never gone to in an attempt to figure out what exactly was happening. If it was just to save the building then forget it. It was gone at this point. But if it was a trap to capture Agents, then he would do all that he could to ensure that all Agents made it out relatively unscathed. Quote: All of mine are open for interaction!
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2023 7:56 pm
Eternal ChaldeneLocation: B2 (rooftop) Action: Following his moon knight buddy. Chaldene was not letting Spei out of his sight, not after the other had nearly been killed by a General, the eternal was keeping close behind. The whole ******** bank was on fire and he really wasn't sure what to think of that. I mean it was burning and hot and burning money and god damn it was insane. He was not a senshi who liked getting into fights and he could feel so many chaos signatures, even a General King, it was a lot to take in and enough to have him nervous.
Chaldene had felt the General before he'd spotted him and he took to hiding behind what he figured was a cooling unit on the roof top. "s**t..." He could use his magic if he needed to, in order to get out of this situation, but he wasn't sure what would happen if he did. He might just anger the General, ocne his magic ended, and get himself killed for it. But it could buy them time and they could capture this General even if all worked out for them. Looking to Spei he tilted his head. "I can try my magic...if it works we could try and capture the General and tie them up." He knew his magic wasn't much for causing damage but it would work wonders here in this case.General BenitoiteLocation: B1 Action: Teleporting in to help. Alexandre had not been expecting the call for help, why would he? Though he'd also seen the news coming across about a fire in a local downtown bank. He had no idea what the hell was going on but the call told him all he needed to know - he was needed. Mason would understand, if the other got home and found him gone, there was little doubt that Mason would hear about the bank fire and figure out what was going on thanks to the news coverage of it. So he'd risked it and powere dup, not taking the time to get Katya to cover his signature, and teleported to the bank. he'd been there before so teleporting there wasn't all that hard. He'd turned up on the street and a moment later was teleporting again to the roof top so he could get a good vantage point and see what was going on.
Thankfully, for the other General, it was right where they happen to be. "Well, it seems I got a bit of a late invitation to the party. A shame really." His weapon summoned as the petite blond stood there calm as could be despite al lthe signatures, the burning bank, and everything else going on. "Want to give me a quick sparknotes on what's going on General?"
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