Ohhh.. a senshi? Dahlia had felt them around her, somewhere in this labyrinth of mirrors, but the appearance of one was a small surprise and it caught her off guard for a moment. Would the senshi try to fight her? Dahlia was lucky that the girl hadn't witnessed her actions before, though her paws were still tinted red.
"Nyx... is it?" While the names and spheres of Chaotic senshi flooded into Dahlia's mind instinctively, pulling the names or spheres of the other side was a bit more tricky and took a little more effort. But after a moment Dahlia was pretty sure she had the correct name.
"Enjoying the Carnival?" Her maw turned upwards in a deceptive kitty smile, dual colored eyes watching the sailor carefully.
((Boost roll - 9 Attack roll 1 - 16 + 5 = 21 Attack roll 2 - 20 + 5 = 25 Attack roll 3 - 13 + 5 = 18 Boost roll - 7 - no boost AR 4 - 2 ))
Aqua Drageen
ATh e a r t rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17Total: 17 (1-20)
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 12:28 pm
Mimi could feel the Senshi's tugs against her arm, but she could easily disappear back into the mirror than be pulled out by someone under her magic's power. Part of her wanted to take the Senshi into mirrorspace, but now was not the time.
When Mimi heard her speak of names of people she already knew that were chaos aligned, she smiled deviously. She continued to whisper in her ear. "But they can be your friends, your new family... You already know them. How do you know they won't treat you better than your already so-called friends?"
She knew that the power of her magic was going to end soon, so Mimi gave the Senshi another warm embrace, snugging the Senshi's head just a little bit. "We can always discuss it more another day," she whispered before disappearing back into the mirror. Mimi re-appeared a ways in front of the Eternal Senshi, where Mimi's reflection was bouncing off a couple of mirrors.
(( Rolls: 9, 3, 8, 17 ))
Quicksilver the Archangel
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5Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 12:43 pm
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The way the strange cat already knew her designation was unsettling, to say the least, and Nyx's face fell into transparent indignation. What was a natural, endearing power for their own felt like a violation coming from this dark-starred "guardian." (She couldn't imagine how they could possibly live up to that title.) Shaking off the startle, Nyx pushed forward with the reminder that this cat had every potential to be as dangerous as any other Chaos minion - no matter now soft and fluffy - and she didn't fancy finding out how a headbeam felt.
"Could ask you the same, since it obviously wasn't to your liking before... Don't think I'll go easy on you, either" she added, as much for herself as to stave off any 'negotiations.' This was not like a barn cat or a pet, and she had a duty. Dashing forward, Nyx made a grab for her small target.
[Boost Roll: No boost. Attack Roll 1: Defense force.]
Ricky Cunningham was lost in the mirrorhouse before, but once all hell broke loose inside and everything turned to absolute chaos, he was beyond lost and confused. That he was far, far too high - and not used to being high - to be out in a mirror house like this, let alone out in public, didn't help him in the least. He was far too high for the idea of powering up to Troy Squire to even cross his mind, so opted for running around like a maniac civilian instead.
He turned quickly to run from the various threats on all sides, only to find himself running towards another threat - that was charging straight at him!
"HEY, YOU GET OUTTA THE WAY," he shouted, just as his enemy shouted back. Angrily, he charged forward to tackle his enemy only to --- SMACK!
Aw, ********, it was just a mirror. He fell to the floor, having broken some glass of the mirror in his charge against it. His fist was a little cut and scraped, but it wasn't anything too deep, thankfully. However, he was vulnerable to attack, especially from the feral youma creeping towards him.
"I haven't seen anyone since I ran after my friend a while back.." He worried for Scott, about his fancily mustachioed friend.. With all this chaos, this violence going about, he wanted to find him more than anything. Sure, there were others, but they were friends, right? He thought so, and any friend of his, he would protect with his life. That is.. If he could find him.
"Wha--" Out of the corner of his eye, Avior spotted something, and even int his state, he wouldn't hesitate to attack it! It pressure he felt in his chest as the new creature came before him felt so much worse now that he was vulnerable. His simple attack did nothing more than shatter a mirror, to he let out a swear in Hindi, thanking his star for giving him such sturdy gloves, less he be in more of a bind he was in before.
"Where is he?!"
Total: 25 First Encounter Roll: 3 - Youma Attack (No bonus) First attack roll: 5 - Defensive Force! Second attack roll: 3 - Youma Attack! (Damage to self!) Third attack roll: 4 - Defensive Force!
Second Encounter Roll (Enemy not defeated within 3 Atacks: 7 (No Additional Bonus) First attack roll: 2 - Youma attack! (Damage to self!)
Third Encounter Roll (New Enemy): 1 (Subtract 5 from your next roll.)
litian
Avior has no luck. XD
ChibiGingi generated a random number between
1 and 10 ...
8!
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 4:00 pm
Vespa couldn't afford to be lost for long! He made his move, and to his luck, the little wasp managed to slip past the civilian without ever once being seen! An amazing feat, given his bright blonde hair and the yellow stripes along his fuku. He was never the type for stealth, but if it kept him out of trouble, he would give it a chance.
To his surprise, the target he was aiming for appeared to already be ensnarled or disabled, though he wasn't quite sure for how long. The Senshi had a pair of wings on her lower back and immediately, Vespa was both intrigued and horrified. She felt powerful... more powerful than any Order signature he had ever felt! Could she have been the Moon Queen?!
He stayed hidden, even when the other Senshi in black and sheer fabric seemed to have disappeared straight into the mirror. What the hell was that? She felt like she was one of there's, but he had no means of passing through mirrors... or did he?
"No time for that! I... I need to take advantage of this opportunitiy!" Vespa said, rushing forward and going to attack the Order senshi while there was an opening. He didn't call forth his attack, at least not yet... he was still weary of their stings, though maybe the presence of Chaos could help? "I got you now, Moon Queen!"
Roll 1: 6 Roll 2: 10 Roll 3: 7
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Quicksilver the Archangel rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-10)
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The Eternal Senshi looked straight ahead and tried not to let herself be affected by the whispers and physical displays of affections. That did not mean she wasn't affected. Anger slowly burned beneath the surface, as it always did when her friends were insulted. She could never--would never--believe that they treated her with anything but the best, no matter what anyone else thought. There was fear, too, fear that lingered the longer the magic affected her, the fear that lingered from being asked so often to change sides. She did not trust herself to speak and only relaxed whenever Mimistrobell abandoned her for another portion of the battle.
The shriek--and complete misidentification of her as the Moon Queen!--told the Shame Senshi that she still had other battles of her own to fight. The warning left Pasiphae with a split second to make a choice. She could expend the energy to shield herself from attack... or she could protect the man screaming on the ground (Ricky) from the youma circling around him.
In her mind... it was no choice at all. Even as the Corrupted Senshi charged towards her, she lifted her hand and pointed it towards the desperate civilian as she whispered, "*Pasiphae Social Pariah." The energy shield settled around the man who had been crying for help and left her completely unprotected to the enemy's strike. Marroon eyes, finally recovered from Mimistrobell's spell, were her only defense as she looked at the goggled-wearing enemy.
ATh e a r t
Mimi and Pasi will totally have to meet again another day!
Silent Spy
Ricky cracks me up, poor impaired thing.
ChibiGingi
She turns her biggest puppy eyes on Vespa!
[Roll 1: 3 (Do Not Add Bonuses) Roll 2: 4 (Small Injury - Youma) Roll 3: 4 (Small Injury - Youma Roll 4: 3 (Small Injury - Kicked Mimi)
Roll 5: 1 (-5 Next Roll) Roll 6: 3 (8-5 = 3; Small Injury - Used to crack a mirror) Roll 7: 0 (5-5 = 0; Failure to escape Mimi's grasp) Roll 8: -2 (3-5 = -2; Pathetic Puppy Look to Vespa]
*A more powerful version of Shameful Isolation, Social Pariah allows the energy shield to exist for a longer period of time, anywhere from 30 seconds to 45 seconds depending on the amount and intensity of attacks absorbed. The energy shield can now activate around one ally; if Sailor Pasiphae chooses to do this, she cannot shield herself. Whoever Sailor Pasiphae shields will find their mobility restricted and unable to attack as long as the shield lasts.
In addition to shielding Sailor Pasiphae or one companion, whenever the weapon/her attacker comes into physical contact with her shield, it induces a deep sensation of shame which can actively affect the enemy for as long as the shield lasts.
NOTE: How each opponent experiences this shame differs based on their personality. For example, a proud warrior might feel shame at attacking a purely defensive opponent, whereas a chivalrous guy might feel shame for attacking a girl.
--Drawbacks - Only works on 1 person Only works for a limited amount of time Reduces mobility, making it impossible to attack as long as the shield lasts Can be broken by a powerful enough attack/multiple lesser attacks
ATh e a r t rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-20)
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 8:32 pm
Mimi was, for the most part, minding her own business. She was already happy that she got the Eternal Senshi both mentally and physically in different ways. There was no way that she could be sure that she'd move to the chaos side, but hey... It was always better to try than to not, right?
She hopped through mirrors, looking for people to scare and mess with. All she wanted was to cause more havoc and confusion than what there already was, and she was pretty sure that it was working.
When she heard someone mention 'Moon Queen', Mimi paused and went toward the source. She saw the Corrupt Senshi that looked kind of like a bug and tilted her head. He was definitely clear on what he wanted to do, even though it was a weird execution. Mimi noticed that he was headed towards the Senshi she had tormented earlier, which caused her to smirk.
"Oi... Mr. Bug Corrupt Senshi. Be careful. She's no queen, but once my magic wears off completely, you might be in a bit of trouble if you're not careful." He did seem kind of new at it. Mimi knew she was sorta reckless in the beginning so she understood.
The idea that the strangely dressed guy may have come across Ricky and the kid had been a long shot one, so it wasn’t a real surprise to Falias when the other had responded in the negative, although it didn’t stop him from feeling a little disappointed.
At the other’s question Falias pointed to his left where the scaled youma was coming in their direction at a dead run “Over there” he told the other while trying to lash out with the glass shard.
The youma let out an agonised screech as the shard cut it and swung its tail in their direction.
Cooro Cooro
Will roll for Falias again after your post
Total: 43
Page 1, roll 1: Got the drop on a youma (+5 bonus to next roll) Page 1, roll 2: Managed to dust youma Page 2, roll 3: Youma engaged on level playing field Page 3, roll 4: Critical hit, managed to dust youma Page 3, roll 5: Youma engaged on level playing field Page 4, roll 6: Hit youma with defensive force -------------------------------------------------------------------- 1 Senshi helped out (Avior) 2 Youma dusted
Ohhh.. this senshi wanted to fight huh? It wasn't often Dahlia went head to head with one, most weren't nearly so suspicious. Oh well, having 'taken down' three people already Dahlia was pretty confident in her skills. If the other girl didn't want to talk, then that was fine. She'd just have to be fast and strategic.
"Oh I'm having fun indeed. Who doesn't love a good Carnival? A girl loves a chance to "
Extending her claws from their retracted position the guardian bolted forward, aiming to try and run between and around the senshi's legs to try and trip her up, long tail lashing in hopes of both smacking the senshi's legs to freak her out and well.. to hopefully keep it from getting stomped on!
((Boost roll - 9 Attack roll 1 - 16 + 5 = 21 Attack roll 2 - 20 + 5 = 25 Attack roll 3 - 13 + 5 = 18 Boost roll - 7 - no boost AR 4 - 2 AR 5 - 13))
Vespa wasn't quite sure what exactly halted him from his gallant charge. It might have been Mimistrobell's warning (from within the mirror, how awesome of a gift was that!), or perhaps it was the civilian nearby screaming that had distracted him. Or, even the big, maroon-colored eyes that peered up at him that stopped him. He wasn't prepared for such an expression, especially from an opponent on the other side, and it honestly spooked him. Either way, Vespa came to a skidding halt and stopped mere inches, just short of colliding with whom he mistook for the Moon Queen.
"W-wait, she's not?" Like a timid horse scuffling its hoved feet in the dust and refusing to go forward, Vespa looked for the other Senshi for guidance. "B-but she seems so powerful... and she... kind of looks the part. Are you sure?"
Someone with wings, that much white in their attire, and they were not the Moon Queen? That just made little sense to him, but he wasn't there to think. He was there to obey orders, and he reached down to grab her, hoping to at least take some energy before she recovered completely. "Don't... look at me like that! Just doing my job!"
Quicksilver the Archangel
VESPA CANNOT HANDLE THE FEELS.
ATh e a r t
Roll 1: 6 (Not a youma) Roll 2: 10 (Got some energy) Roll 3: 7 (Got a little energy) Roll 4: 8 (+5 to next roll) Roll 5: 3+5 = 8
Falias' alert did not reach Avior fast enough, and before he had turned fully around, the creatures tail came in contact with the his side, forcing him against a mirror to his right. A splitting pain shot up his side, wrapping all the way around his chest, and struggled to take a breath, his eyes squeezing shut as the whole became fuzzy around him.
"I.. I can't.. " One beat down was bad enough, how was he supposed to handle two, with glass lodged in his back and now atleast two cracked ribs. He held his side, feeling around and wincing in pain as it began to swell.
"We need to get out of here.. Other wise.." The monster was Slowly coming after him again, snarling and hissing, knowing that the Senshi was injured and vulnerable..
Total: 22 First Encounter Roll: 3 - Youma Attack (No bonus) First attack roll: 5 - Defensive Force! Second attack roll: 3 - Youma Attack! (Damage to self!) Third attack roll: 4 - Defensive Force!
Second Encounter Roll (Enemy not defeated within 3 Atacks: 7 (No Additional Bonus) First attack roll: 2 - Youma attack! (Damage to self!)
Third Encounter Roll (New Enemy): 1 (Subtract 5 from your next roll.) First attack roll: 3 - 5= -2 - Youma Attack
Pasiphae had not expected the bug-bespetacled Senshi to stop. Spindly though he may have been, he had good coordination and control. Her eyes ran over him and his uniform--black, yellow stripes... and the tell-tale holes at brow and chest of a Corrupt Senshi. He felt about the same power level as Carnelian... and since he seemed to know little, and she had never seen him before, she immediately pegged him as 'new.'
When he gripped her arm, she responded by gripping his in turn. Her strength came flooding back as Mimistrobell's magic wore off of her limbs. Despite her greater strength, the Eternal did not squeeze to harm. She believed him, foolish that it may be. He seemed like he was only doing his job. That did not excuse him or forgive him, but he seemed to be looking for neither. She pushed him back with an umph and some clear words, "So am I--to protect these people. I don't want to hurt you."
Her fists remained raised, ready to strike if he provoked her. She just hoped that, like Virtus, this enemy would not force her hand.
ATh e a r t
ChibiGingi
[Roll 1: 3 (Do Not Add Bonuses) Roll 2: 4 (Small Injury - Youma) Roll 3: 4 (Small Injury - Youma Roll 4: 3 (Small Injury - Kicked Mimi)
Roll 5: 1 (-5 Next Roll) Roll 6: 3 (8-5 = 3; Small Injury - Used to crack a mirror) Roll 7: 0 (5-5 = 0; Failure to escape Mimi's grasp) Roll 8: -2 (3-5 = -2; Pathetic Puppy Look to Vespa)
Roll 9: 7 (Do Not Add Bonuses) Roll 10: 3 (Small Injury - Pushed Vespa)]
After so much time spent as a recluse, the lights and sounds of the carnival overwhelmed Tara. She tried to have fun anyway, but felt like she was being bombarded from all sides. Rather than force herself into a situation that had become unnatural for her, she decided to find a calmer, quieter attraction, an to work her way up from there. The House of Mirrors had seemed the natural choice.
As with most of Tara's idea, this sounded good in theory, but didn't quite work the way she had planned. The House of Mirrors ran on paranoia, and she had an ample supply. Around every corner she thought she could see something following her- a youma, or a Negaverser, or an evil senshi- and her heart rate increased. She began to run, but the feeling followed her. Sound joined the mix, screams and crashes that seemed very close by, and she thought she might faint. Instead, she fingered the pen in her pocket.
If she was wrong, she would be transforming in the middle of a bunch of normal people, possibly acting as a beacon for the things she was so afraid of. If she was right, then she would already be surrounded by those things.
"Damn," she said, followed by "Aquarius Zodiac Power, Make-Up!"
As soon as the sparkles that accompanied her transformation faded, she charged at the nearest shadow she saw, certain that it was something that meant her harm. Instead, she charged headfirst into a mirror. The mirror shattered, revealing an ongoing battle in front of her. Aquarius collapsed in a pile of shards. The youma, which had been behind her instead, took the opportunity to close in, gnawing on the senshi's arm.
Aquarius looked dazedly at the youma. "Ow." She was too dizzy from crashing into the mirror to do much more than tug weakly at her arm, though the part of her brain that hadn't been knocked silly was screaming at her to run, or fight, or do something other than sit there like a lump.
His warning hadn’t come in time to prevent the strangely dressed kid from being knocked against a mirror and although Falias was no medic the other didn’t look too good.
“You go ahead” he told the other, coming to a decision. “I’ll hold it off.” He at least had some sort of makeshift weapon and was in better condition than the kid.
Maybe he should have been paying better attention, the moment of inattention about to cost him as the youma’s tail swung into him and knocked him back with an ‘oof’.
Trying to scrabble for the shard that he’d dropped Falias called towards the other currently with him “Get out of here!”
Cooro Cooro
Total: 45
Page 1, roll 1: Got the drop on a youma (+5 bonus to next roll) Page 1, roll 2: Managed to dust youma Page 2, roll 3: Youma engaged on level playing field Page 3, roll 4: Critical hit, managed to dust youma Page 3, roll 5: Youma engaged on level playing field Page 4, roll 6: Hit youma with defensive force Page 4, roll 7: Attacked by youma -------------------------------------------------------------------- 1 Senshi helped out (Avior) 2 Youma dusted
