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 Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 6:56 pm
In the midst of all the fun Knight-punching games she was taking part in, Chariklo managed to whirl and stop her fist just short of a familiar figure. It wasn't the face that gave her pause, as it was covered with a gas mask just as her's was. No, it was the body, the outfit that set little warning bells off in her head. Where had she seen him before...?
Then it hit her. The rave on Valentine's Day. The so-ppolite boy who'd danced with her.
"Cutie Pants!," she exclaimed, reaching out to pull him into an impromptu hug (and not so incidentally keep them both moving so they couldn't become targets). "You owe me a dance after abandoning me at that rave! We could go for ice cream or something after this party's over."
Even in a ferocious battle, Chariklo had an eye for the cute men. And girls.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:09 pm
(Order)
Oh, what luck Tsui was having today. Of all of the members of the DMC she could have struck, it was Remarque! Her golden eyes lit up with glee, despite the red canvas thanks to the smoke; finally, a chance at a rematch! She couldn't see how different his clothing was from last time, so she didn't notice his new rank-- how could she when there was an ambush going on around her? Such things as staying within your rank was trivial now!
She was going to say something witty, but the fist that came to her face was quick, and painful. Yes, QUITE painful, reminding her of the last encounter they once had. Blood caked her lip but she managed to keep herself from falling backwards, and she gave a spat, wiping the blood off her sleeves and pinning her eyes on her target.
Death was likely going on around her, but Tsui barely noticed. Tsui didn't care. Even if she was surrounded, outmatched, and hadn't a chance in the world, Tsui was going to make her stand here. Against him. "Nice to see you again... figured you would show your true colors, especially after we said such nice things about you."
Zirconia was right. Simple as that. Tsui thought little of the consequences, charging forward and aiming to ram a shoulder into Remarque and tackling him down. If she was going down, she was at least going to get a few blows in.
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endejester generated a random number between
10 and 15 ...
13!
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:09 pm
[CHAOS hourly]
Zinkenite moved forward into the crowd. He cast more of his concussive smoke bombs into the croud to add to the already heavy miasma of noxious smoke that thickened the air, reduced vision and choked breath.
“ Mind your fellow soldiers!” He commanded. “And do not ignore their fresh blood. Let’s see what lessons we can teach them”
He glanced around to drink in the details he could find in the smoke. Flashes of uniform color, faces that appeared and vanished into the haze. He watched hands, feet, and faces for signs of attack sweeping one fresh recruit off her feet with an almost casual seeming swing of his arm.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:16 pm
Requiem was kicked in the hip by Mont Blonc's flailing, but was able to withstand the minor pain of a Page kicking her. Of anything, it just enraged her even further. She reached her hands down to the Page to try to grip onto him - one hand by the vest and the other by his pant leg - so that she can lift him and toss him aside. That should weaken him a bit, at the very least.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:17 pm
Wolframite appeared by Bismuthite's side, his grin hidden behind his gas mask. "Been a while." He told him, looking about before winding up his chains now stained with blood. He wasn't so much after starseeds these days as he was for seriously injuring and suffering, through he did know that destroying senshi starseed meant ending them forever.
"How about I pull some senshi over and you can spray them into submission. I'd like to toast with a few starseeds with you." He nudged, dodging a blast of prism-pink light that was shot from a senshi somewhere in the crowd.
"I see a pair of super senshi over there having a fun time together." He spun one of the massive blades beside him. "I think I can get em if you blind them when I bring them in."
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:21 pm
This damn mask was going to do Remarque more harm than good. Sure, maybe it was keeping him from all that smoke, but twice, now, Tsui had gotten the upper hand. He was more than annoyed; it wasn’t him that was injured, just his pride. Some little stick of a girl, not even equal in power to him had taken him down to the floor.
“True colors my a**,” the male seethed after the rather painful landing. Elbows didn’t make the best landing pads, and his back was not going to be thanking him in the morning.
Tsui was practically on top of him; her tackle had left him on his back and beneath her—not a position he was used to of anyone. Lying on the ground was not his preferred battle position, so he aimed to quickly remedy the situation—provided his lungs wanted to get some oxygen pumping through his blood again.
Mimistrobell was next to him, but without him upright, he could only wonder how long it was going to be before someone saw her as an easy target. Which meant he had to deal with Tsui quickly.
The position was awkward for a punch, so Remarque figured he’d find some use for this mask. If Tsui wanted to be so hard-headed, he could play along.
Head butting the Senshi, he used his momentum from the blow to roll so that he could pin her to the ground. “What nice things were you saying about me?” he asked as he groped for her wrists, intent to distract her and keep her down for as long as possible.
…At least until his head stopped throbbing.
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LP generated a random number between
7 and 10 ...
8!
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:23 pm
LP [Niflhel Roll] ((AFKAJFWIOEFJWA FORGOT TO ROLL))  Niflhel's eyes moved quickly. He pulled his scarf over his mouth and had moved to pull Polaris to the floor of the stage. "Watch out!" He growled as he tried to protect Polaris from as much of this as he could. His eyes stung from the smoke but he could still sort of breath. The smoke was mostly irritating him from behind his scarf
He waited for the first chaos energy signature to come close by then he lashed out at the scum. "How'd they find us!?" He managed to ask trying not to start coughing when he spoke. He couldn't really help Polaris since his scarf wasn't that large.
It was the fact that Zink, Ares, and a few other chaos agents he knew had showed up was the most unnerving but the fact they caught them off guard was even worse.They weren't prepared the meeting showed how week they really were with all the infighting and to add injury to insult the negaverse and ares showed up to prove how unorganized they were. "Polaris stay close." He wasn't worried about himself despite knowing how dangerous it was for himself as knight, it was probably even more dangerous for Polaris as a princess. Weapon: Thin chain with shackles, these can magically bind/redirect the target, however they won't latch if the target is out of range (more than 10 feet). ((Not using magical ability)) -------  Victoria wasn't ready and he suddenly he found himself on the ground against Eunomia. The poor senshi was passed out cold. It was probably a pretty good idea that Iris hadn't called for him to find her.... Mainly because he wouldn't've heard it.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:23 pm
Bismuthite was in the process of punching out a senshi as they barreled towards him like a child with a temper when Wolframite showed up at his side.
"Sounds like a plan. It should give this thing some time to recharge..." he mad a quick motion to indicate his weapon. "Just tell me when you're ready...my General." As always, 'my General' was a purr. Even in the midst of battle. And with it came a feral gleam in those bright pink eyes.
Meanwhile, roughing up senshi with his bare hands was an enjoyable endeavor.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:29 pm
"Good. Try staining your uniform red and getting rid of that ugly pink color. Oh, and don't let any senshi get too handsy with you. That's an order." He left Bismuthite with that joke of an order, and moved with purpose into the ground.
The super senshi he was regarding were a duo, who were being very friendly working back to back in a combintion routine that benefited their powers. They were smart to become allies and work together. Wolframite didn't like it.
Raising up his weapon, he ran in, and then threw it about, letting the blades curve around them. They were throwing their powers about to keep others off, but the chain worked wonders to keep them nice and close together as it wrapped about them, before the serrated blade tore about side.
He gave it a hard tug, and the bad dug into one of the senshi's skin like a meat hook, while her comrade watched as the other screamed in agony.
Pulling his line in, he started to laugh, each tug as he dragged both of their bodies closer causing the girl to cry out, before he shouted. "Bismuthite!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:30 pm
Silent Spy Requiem was kicked in the hip by Mont Blonc's flailing, but was able to withstand the minor pain of a Page kicking her. Of anything, it just enraged her even further. She reached her hands down to the Page to try to grip onto him - one hand by the vest and the other by his pant leg - so that she can lift him and toss him aside. That should weaken him a bit, at the very least. The next thing Mont Blonc was aware of was the feeling of careening back to the ground after sailing through the air for a short time. He cried out in fear while he was thrown, and pain afterward. Hell, the Paige of Saturn practically bounced when he did hit the ground. He knew he should get up and try and fight if he wanted to survive, but he just couldn't pull himself up. He was trying. He had one palm flat on the ground, elbow up in the air, but as far as pushing himself up went - his wimpy arms just shook. He was short of breath from not being able to breathe properly because of the smoke, and because what wind he did have was just knocked out of him. It kinda made anything difficult. And the pain - he wasn't used to pain. He was a well behaved, pampered, kid who never got in to fights. He wasn't used to any of this. He should have been. This many months of being a Paige, he should have been. "Augh~"
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Lucifer Force generated a random number between
7 and 10 ...
7!
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:31 pm
ORDER POST The senshi in crimson was stunned to say the least, figuring the massive amount of Order energy would keep Chaos at bay, but their forces were smart. Growling to herself, the senshi called out to Sailor Tsui to come gather by the Jovians. There was something to be said of teamwork. Kallichore backed herself up to Pasiphae, Valhalla and Ganymede, scanning the immediate area for the best target. She had a very good idea of what her eternal attack was capable of no thanks to Alunite. She didn't spot him here. Good. "Tsui! Stay away from them!" She saw a Dark Mirror attacking the tiger, her tiger and took aim. " Surge of the Maddened!" Heat waves were launched through the air at the blonde and Kallichore took the opportunity to try and drag Tsui back to safety.(I have permission from Kyu to target Remarque! smile ) (( Surge of the Maddened (Super Attack) - Target is hit with audio and visual hallucinations that are fully interactable. ))
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:32 pm
 Albireo had frozen where she stood. Sure, everyone arguing had been getting very, very annoying…but it was better…Then well, then this all out attack! She gave a cough in the smoke and screwed her eyes up. Well…at least this stopped the arguing…
She was at the very least thankful she was so close to the edge of the room, having not wanted to deal with any of the arguments that were going on…not wanting to deal with anything, really. The swan senshi moved to the floor, sitting down with her knees bent, coughing just trying to draw in a good breath.
Albireo glanced around, trying to see under the smoke, either to find a way out, or to find someone that she could…you know. Hide behind or something. She didn’t want to fight. She just didn’t…want to be here at all.
She should never have come to this stupid meeting!
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:38 pm
"I'll try my best," Bismuthite replied as he took on another wild attacker. Then when Wolframite gave the order, Bitmuthite punched his opponent in the gut, sending the senshi to their knees. He then used them like a trampoline, leaping up and jumping off their face to do a backward flip in the air. With all his cool acrobatics and badassery he fired his weapon at the two bound senshi Wolframite had captured.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 7:38 pm
[Order]  Smoke and chaos.
Oh, damn it all.
Nevermind the incident at The Surrounding, for at least she had gone to that battlefield of her own accord. Information was well and good, but at what cost? This was the second time she had been jumped during one of these gatherings! 'Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me,' as her mother would say. Shame on her for being too wrapped up in nostalgia and senshi kinship and blind to the dangers. There are no gentle returns, no quiet moments. Banding together had saved everything once, but more and more Sailor Nyx saw that it was a rare miracle bestowed by the cosmos. Maybe they couldn't accomplish such a feat on Earth. She didn't even have Penelope this time. This was all going so wrong!
Before any higher instincts could react, Nyx screamed in rage, frustration, and anguish (for she had seen far too much in too short a time as a senshi). At the front line was that noxious harpy and the smoke had her coughing in a split second. The effects were grounding, but hell on her physically -- nearly blind and doubled over, curling into herself, with vain attempts to breath. Chaos agents continued to pop into the room, Negaversers and these strange Dark Mirror people alike. From her position, she could simply just try to stay out of the way and allow the fray to rampage on above her. They would eventually see her, certainly, but it would by some time for... for what?
"You have to fight. No one can do it for you. You sat around for months away on some other continent. Fight!"
Still, for the moment, curling up got her away from the smoke quickly. Just not quickly enough before damage was done. She struggled to focus by blinking away the tears caused by the smoke... Was that Lt. Mica?
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