Chibi Sailor Aomori HP: 25/50 Action: Proceeds to attack the generator more while stealing glances at her twin worryingly Damage: 4 + 3 Location: F4 Aomori dutifully continued to attack the generator despite the sudden attack on her mentor Lepus. ‘W-what, no way?! How dare he attempt a foul move on Lepus?!!’ was the thought that came to mind, but was quickly banished when she was given a terrible taste of her own. She gritted her teeth and attempted to maintain her footing from the shock. It was tough.. but she managed. Surely Lepus would be proud. Rune, too! Due to the unprecedented danger, Aomori attempted to listen carefully for the telltale from her twin. They were the sort she used whenever she feels in mortal danger, which is well, the precise situation they’re in. These whispers helped Aomori determine where Hokkaido may be at. Aomori tried to shake away the growing dread this ‘mortal danger’ may spell. She knew that dwelling on it like her sister won’t do her any good. Instead, she had to brave the torrent and pray to the crane machine gods that the next time they visit their crane machines, a time after this crazy situation they're in… they’d get some sorely needed rewarding prizes. Oh! And, she sure would like to play the newest Animal Crossing DLC. It’s been a while since she’s seen her town residents after all… To put that extremely wishful outcome into action, Aomori decided to take command of the twins’ predicament as the bolder and potentially wiser (hiighly dubious claim, but there’s no one to outright contest it soo…) twin. After all, there’s safety in numbers and proximity? And, Hokkaido was shrinking away without being observant of her rather dangerous surroundings. That’s no good! “Uhh hey.. hey Hokkaido!! Why don’t you come closer to me and help us beat this weird power machine up! A-and stay faaar away from that evil man, too!” Aomori yelled praying that her worrisome twin heard it while she was occupied throwing rocks and whatnot at the machine.
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2021 6:34 am
General Rakovanite HP: 200/200 Action: Attacking all Order characters and hostile Velencians Damage15 damage to all Order and hostile Velencians Location: D6
Nearly his entire team was around him, now. Cervantite, Diasporite, Calaverite, Weissite. His vicious pack, dutifully coming when they were called. They were not perfect- he couldn’t suppress a tight little frown of annoyance in Weissite’s direction as he did exactly as Rakovanite had just instructed Diasporite not to do, but his offense was short-lived. He was proud to see them, and pleased at Sylvite for her own successful choices in subordinates.
Much better for her than one ungrateful acquisition.
Most of the White Moon seemed heavily focused on the generator, rather than attacking basic lieutenants (preferable? He did not enjoy when his subordinates were injured). But only most.
From the corner of his eye, Rakovanite was briefly distracted from the senshi in front of him by some brazen page putting his hands on Feldspar before being yanked away by some fleeing knight. It wasn’t reasonable to be upset: everyone and everything was a target. It was war.
But it was also unreasonable to attack a scrawny little boy who couldn’t run and was only barely a threat. “Coward,” Rakovanite hissed softly as he watched the pair retreat.
He tasted static on his tongue, felt a rippling surge of energy from the power source behind him, and it flared in a wave, passing through allies, and striking at anyone hostile with a jolt of force.
Diesel was aghast at the blatant rudeness from the other girl. They could’ve been chill, they could’ve been friends, but <********>, not with that attitude. Not if she was gonna be snippy and still not even manage to focus on him. Why even come out to the fight if you weren’t gonna have a good time with it?
“Wow, okay, dunno what that has to do with anything.” It wasn’t like he’d ever killed anyone before.
But like, it probably had something to do with the almost-murder happening across the field, which sounded like it was, uh, pretty intense? It was all a little above Diesel’s mentality. And definitely not the focus of his assignment, anyway. He didn’t know if he should be taking it more seriously, ‘cause that big guy with the glove could definitely wreck someone’s a**- But nah, he wouldn’t worry. If Diesel didn’t think about it, it couldn’t hurt him.
He shoved the girl again, giving her shoulder a jab with his fist, one of the weaker bursts of his magic. “Hey, c’mon, what are you so serious for? Pay attention to me!”
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Super Sailor Scout Attack ▼ Fuel to the Fire Diesel must make physical contact with another person or object in order to use his magic. The energy expelled by the impact provides the necessary 'fuel' to power his abilities, and so the magic's strength varies dependent upon how much effort he exerts. Simple contact may cause a flash burn, while something more forceful could cause a contained burst of flames that allows Diesel to forcefully repel enemies. Severity and duration of damage is up to target. He is capable of activating magic on himself (by clapping, snapping, stomping, etc.) to propel himself nearer to targets. He has thirty seconds from casting to make contact with something, and this generates enough fuel for three small bursts per impact (the size of his first attack) or a single more sizable one that is capable of leaving larger burns or propelling him farther, faster. May be used twice per battle.
Uuuuugh. Why was this stupid boy so invested in getting this girl to look at him? He’d seen enough romance dramas to understand that human men were truly the most disgusting beings in existence, but for real, they were kind of in the middle of something here, and Gremlin didn’t actually want any White Moon brats paying him any mind.
“Can you get your stupid priorities straight?” He growled, and because Gremlin knew it would stab into the corrupt’s little soul, he added, “Your brother would be disappointed in this disgusting display.” Icy eyes flicked briefly to the nearby general.
Whatever was happening with the aliens, not his concerns. All two-loggers were the same. Beings of betrayal and hate and disease and contempt. Disgusting. But whatever drama they were engrossed in over there activated… something over here. Gremlin eyed the generator, energy around it fluctuating but the command of the two generals guarding it. He wasn’t as Davy as some of his brethren. Maybe was even pretty dumb by their standards, but when something called to him, he had to answer.
He jumped from Diesel’s shoulder, landing heavily on the gurl senshi befire he kicked off from her as roughly as he could, paws scrabbling at the machine as something resonated between him and it, and he felt compelled to… tinker, ever so slightly.
Seiana_ZI
Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2021 8:00 am
Cadet Andreiya HP: 45/50 Action: Leaving B2 and carrying Naeria to C3 Damage: N/A Location: B2->C3
This was wrong. The Negaverse wasn’t supposed to attack, but maybe they were just so bad at this--maybe they were just confused? Commodore Lyndin wouldn’t lie to them, he knew that. He never doubted the Commodore. Only the people who were still hurting Naeria.
The blast hadn’t hurt him--he didn’t know if he was doing something wrong, or--he didn’t know any of this. But she was in pain, and he was scared, and she was hurting so he was hurting, and he wasn’t strong! He wasn’t supposed to be here! This was a mistake, and he wanted to be home, and--
Naeria was hurt, and crying. And she could get more hurt if they stayed here, and he wanted so badly to do what Commodore Lyndin said and protect the generators, but the people guarding it were strong.
It would be fine. He didn’t know if she would be, and--honestly--given how hard his heart was pounding from hearing Lyndin’s voice over the ComTech, hearing his conversation--
“It’s going to be okay,” he said, even though he had tears in his eyes and didn’t know if anything would be okay. He didn’t know where he got the strength to pick her up, or carry her away before she could get hurt worse, but he was going to find Aliez, and he was going to heal her, and this was going to be fine. He had a Source Stone, she just needed to lay down and breathe.
He kept his arms wrapped around her, like he could protect her from everything even though he didn’t want to get hurt either.
“The generators are fine. They’re fine, they’re safe. You’re fine. You’re safe. I’ll protect you.”
Because--the Vanguard came first. No matter what else happened, she came first. They had to stay in groups. They had to look after each other. Commodore Lyndin said so.
Oh? An explosion? That was incredibly ominous, and yet--now that it had been destroyed, it seemed like they were coming over here. Or, trying to. Okay, so--not cool.
She was still reeling from the Captains’ attacks and had to shake her head to clear her mind.
“Neptune, Tortali,” she said, when that stupid, cute little dog-eared boy seemed oblivious to her attack. Maybe there was a reason? Maybe--the generator below had exploded. So maybe this one could too.
She didn’t have to say anything else to the Neptune Squire--she didn’t know his name, oops, or clarify her intent to the Senshi of Grudges; instead, she just hurled herself at the generator and hit it as hard as she could.
Ammersee, Squire of Neptune HP: 45/75 Action: Attacking Generator with Squire Magic Damage 6 + 5 +5 = 16 [out of Squire Magic] Location: B2
His name was not Neptune, but, okay. The bossy Venus Knight was still barking orders and he couldn’t help but want to be further south with his brother, near that generator that just exploded, but...Lupu seemed okay. For now. He wanted to get out of here, but to do so he’d have to pass more Negaverse Agents, so maybe it was better that he was here.
For now.
He followed Aventine and attacked the generator, even if he felt like he’d have been better off attacking the Youma. Hydor seemed to have better people caring for him, so…
Fingers crossed that they were all making the right choice.
Things were happening, generators were bursting and/or exploding, people were fighting, but Empyrean, being as old as he was, couldn’t be everywhere doing everything at once.
He shared a grim look with his wife (Paradise) and heaved his anemometer against the generator again.
He felt quite undignified doing so.
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I'm sorry, there's a lot going on and this is what I must resort to. If I missed anything/you think/know I have his HP wrong, please let me know. orz
An alien died. The one Roselite used his bracelet to shoot at, to keep Captain Bloodstone from killing her. She died anyway, which was… awful. They weren’t supposed to harm the aliens if they could help it.
Could she have lived? Roselite liked to think so. She was scared and confused and probably just needed someone to talk to. Roselite would have liked to talk to her. He didn’t know anything about the aliens. He just knew what his orders were.
Roselite looked away. He didn’t want to see, even though he knew death was a sight he would have to get used to.
He had to help defend the generator, and subdue the forces of the White Moon. He had to make the effort Captain Bloodstone put into him, the belief Captain Bloodstone had in him, worth something. Roselite gave a terrified, almost half-hearted glance around, looking for someone, anyone, he could maybe subdue.
When he saw the Senshi who attacked Carnallite (Dejanira), he frowned sadly and threw his dull, dinky butterknife at her.
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I believe this should officially KO Dejanira, since Carnallite did 13 damage to her, and Lopezite would have done 15 and Bloodstone would have done 15 with their two generator blasts. emo Roselite apologizes.
EDIT: WAIT. Is she a basic senshi or a Super senshi? sweatdrop You're using Super HP but her journal and art and your link to her stuff is saying she's basic. Sorry for multiple quotes, but if she's a Super then she's not KOed yet. orz
Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2021 8:59 am
Eternal Sailor Adria HP: 10/100 Action: On the ground, in pain Damage N/A [used up 1 super, 1 eternal] Location: B4
Adria was dimly aware of Monoceros protecting him, and in his heart it meant the world to him, that he was helping him. He was tired, his mind was swimming. He hurt.
In his swimming thoughts, he knew he wanted to thank him--and Julienne! Julienne was here, and he almost smiled!
And the generator he was standing right next to exploded, sending him hurling backwards. He’d wrapped his arms around the Mauvian, tried to shield her. Something in his back popped when he landed but he didn’t feel any pain. Or--no, he felt pain. Everywhere. But it didn’t hurt any worse than anything else. And, he could stand up. He was still holding Julienne when he did so, when Noctua hit him--and that was it.
Whatever strength he’d been clinging to failed him; he felt his jaw explode with pain, he heard something click. It felt like the bottom of his face had just snapped right off and he was so sick from the whole thing, so dizzy, so weak.
He couldn’t stay up. Everything went white and he hit the ground again. His jaw clicked again, in the other direction, and the searing pain hurt so badly that he thought he might throw up.
He couldn’t open his mouth, he was afraid to. He couldn’t hear anything, couldn’t see anything, couldn’t say anything. He curled up around Julienne, like if he was going to do anything else he was going to protect her, and buried his face in the grass and just tried to breathe.
He was on his last legs, bleeding from the cut to his side and the cut on his arm, but he was still there.
He just needed a minute.
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2021 9:03 am
Cadet Aliez HP: 50 Action: Trying to heal Commander Velyria. Damage N/A Location: C4 to D4
Aliez knew this wasn't the time to lose himself, and yet he could barely bring himself to function with the way his heart was breaking. He needed to do something. Vyn had already rushed forward to attack the Knight that was attacking the Commodore. Aliez knew he needed to do the same, or… something. Anything. To protect Velencya.
Caedus's starseed was already pulled from his chest, and it terrified Aliez to see how dangerous it seemed. Like it was overflowing with so much raw energy that it couldn't contain it. He'd seen where the energy zapped now burnt spots into the grass around the main console. If it hit Vyn, or anyone else--!!
But Aliez couldn't call out for Vyn to be careful. Even as he managed to find the strength to get himself to his feet, he and follow Vyn's lead, he couldn't find his voice. He was too choked up with the emotions that overwhelmed him. But there were so many people trying to attack the Commodore, to take Caedus from him, even Cadets were trying to undermine him by grabbing for the console's generators. He'd dropped his blaster somewhere -- he didn't have time to go back. He would just have to make due without it.
His eyes were wide with terror as the giant tentacles appeared and he froze in place again. Watched in sickening horror as they went for the Commodore -- but Commander Velyria tried to stand in the magical creature's way.
She landed just a few feet from him. He heard the crack, and his heart felt like it left his body completely.
"It's okay, Commander," he forced himself to say around the emotion that had been blocking his voice. He knelt down next to her in the grass, his Source Stone immediately over her to heal any broken bones or-- or anything else that might be causing her pain. There had to be a way to help her. She was still-- she couldn't already-- ?? "It's okay-- it's okay," he said quietly, once again no longer able to see through the tears in his eyes.
Something was wrong. His Stone wasn't working. A cry of anguish ripped from his throat as he shook his wrist where the Stone was attached, trying to get it to work--!! It had to work! They couldn't just let her--
And yet, he already knew she was gone. He let out another sob, despair instead of rage. Because what did they have left…? He collapsed over her as if to try and protect her still as he sobbed, shielding her body with his own from any of the magic attacks or stray energy from the volatile starseed.
Lieutenant Carnallite HP: 39/50 (I think I did my math right) Action: Attacking Sailor Ran. Damage: 10 (roll) + 3 (rank) + 3 (faction) = 16 Location: F6
Carnallite was struck by magic raspberry jam. It drenched her before she could avoid it, and because her stupid outfit left a lot of skin exposed, it stung. Why raspberry jam would sting, she had no idea, but she chalked it up to Senshi magic and left it at that.
If the Senshi didn't skitter away, Carnallite would have attacked her again, worn her down and hopefully taken her out, but by the time Carnallite found her again, Roselite was making a pathetic attempt to subdue her. Carnallite decided to leave him to it. It would do him some good to fight for once.
Either he’d succeed at something, or he’d die.
Oh well. If Bloodstone got his houseboy killed, that was on him.
Carnallite found herself another Senshi (Ran) and threw her plastic boomerang at him. Annoying as it was to fight with a toy, at least it struck with a semi-satisfying plunk sometimes.
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Sorry Ran. emo
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2021 9:14 am
Eternal Ida HP: 70 Action: attacking the generator and calling for the others to do the same Damage 10 +7(rank) +3(magic) = 20 Location: F6
The chaos of battle descended quickly, and hardly before she knew it, two of their number had collapsed. She’d been too slow to intervene in either event, and one… one had been fatal. Just like that, before she could barely blink… one of the aliens who had come with the others had died. This soul who had traveled the stars, had trusted their leaders, had wanted to help their people… had died for it.
The loud speakers had broken through the din enough to give Ida an idea of what was going on near the control at the center and she whined, her fists clenched. She couldn’t do anything about that… but she took it in, filed it away for later. These aliens weren’t here to help them. They weren’t here to fight the Negaverse, as they had said. Maybe the machine was really meant to restore their world, but then why call in the Negaverse, which destroyed them? Why not let Order help, as they had been building back their own worlds?
Two waves of electrical energy surged from the generator, nearly knocking Ida off her feet and leaving her panting in pain, her body shaking. That had hurt… and it was going to keep happening as long as that generator was still working.
“We have to get the generator down!” She called to the others. “Take away their reason for fighting… and their weapon!”
Throwing out her arm, a spray of glowing petals flung themselves towards the tower of metal. “Beautiful Petal Barrage!”
Super Sailor Scout Attack: Beautiful Petal Barrage!
[What it does] A powered up version of the Petal Darts, the petals can cause slightly deeper cuts that take more than just one day to heal. Clothing can still block this but there is a chance of the fibers being sliced by the petal, which could need to be repaired. Range is again, five or six feet and she can use it twice per battle. Twice will exhaust her and she will have to retire from the fight until she's rested.
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The knight ran, and for whatever reason, Janggunite felt… something at that. He didn’t quite know how to explain it, and the trickle of emotion seemed like it shouldn’t even belong to him. If he had to try and describe it, he might say it was similar to disappointment, almost longing. If they would just fight so this could be over one way or another.
He thought to give chase. It wasn’t like anyone in the field could get very far, with the general sovereigns loitering around the perimeter.
But a snarl made him whip around and look back to where two senshi were attacking his youma. Which, of course they were. He’d heard over and over, they didn’t care about the lives of monsters. Youma could be attacked and destroyed without anyone taking a blow to their conscious. Janggunite’s tail lashed, looping in aggressive coils as it smacked the ground, and a terse little spit of sound hissed from between his teeth.
He prowled toward the pair, swinging up behind one of the senshi and lashing out with his claws.
She should be pleased. The senshi recognized her threat enough to engage on her before they attacked what the generals were protecting. Her purpose was being served, and that was two enemies who weren’t damaging her pup. She would heal. She always did.
And yet, how dare they prey on her. Maikoh howled, a long, low note, as some sticky magic saturated into her fur, pooling around her paws and preventing her from giving chase after her original target.
The new ones would have to suffice. Janggunite came from behind to swipe at one of them, and Maikoh lunged for the same with teeth bared.
Oooooooh, he did not want to be here in the middle of all this outer space drama. It was sad, as he understood it. Definitely probably affecting a lot of lives. All these pastel-looking people certainly felt a lot toward the situation. But he couldn’t let himself get lost in thinking about it. He only had one person he could afford to think about. Everything else had to be secondary.
The pastelly girl continued to try and attack the generator, despite Nobleite’s and another agent’s attempts to get her to back off. He understood not trusting what it would do. He didn’t trust what it would do.
But he would defend it because he didn’t want to risk what his general would do to his daughter if Nobleite acted out.
Someone was shot near him, a sizzling beam that he could feel the heat of as it whizzed by, and he flinched back against the generator. The girl he’d shoved skittered away, toward another alien. Taller, broader, darker. Looking much more fierce than some of his brethren. Handsome.
But he wasn’t going to think about that.
“We won’t,” Nobleite replied to the… purple-skinned man that just shot an agent. “We won’t hurt you, we won't attack you, if you please just keep away from the machines. We don’t want this to be a fight.” But it would be, if the attacks kept coming. He didn’t think they would from this pair, who seemed to be mostly invested in taking care of each other.
So he slipped around the side of the machine, hoping that there wouldn’t be anything else that came from the group over here.
And he came face-to-face with another group of problems. A corrupt annoying a girl attacking the generator, with another senshi casting some magic that he didn’t know what would do- With a tiny yip of surprise, he summoned his kisaru and threw it at the girl (Minkowski).
Calaverite hurled himself at Alya, who recoiled at the blow and gave a distasteful look at him. The blast from the generator put a little distance between them, but it left him rattled and disoriented and hurting.
And the youma and half youma were both on his a** now.
“The both of you could do so much better than the Negaverse. What are you even getting out of this?” he asked, trying to put more distance between himself and Janggunite; he could feel heat on his back from where he’d been scratched--and Maikoh was coming at him with all those teeth.
Oh, this was horrible. But, he wasn’t going to go down without a fight; in a fit of rage he again summoned his Apathy inducing eternal magic at the youma.
Eternal Sailor Goretti, Senshi of Glue HP: 59/100 Action: Attacking Fulgerite with ball of magic glue Damage 2+7+4 = 13 [1 super, 1 eternal used] Location: D6
Goretti wanted to just dust the youma, get it out of here for right now, and maybe chase off some of the Negaverse agents before they could hurt more people but it seemed like they were just getting swarmed over here.
He was rusty, he hadn’t done this in so long.
He choked at the sudden frozenness of the magic that hit him, and even as the bubble swirled around him, he frantically clawed his way out.
He wasn’t aggressive, he didn’t want to fight. He wanted everyone to get along, but that was farfetched and he knew it. He looked at Fulgerite, even as he felt stiff and frozen, and figured an eye for an eye was fair.
He summoned his magic--a much less intimidating ball of sticky glue that smacked into the the corrupted senshi.
