Altais was normal again, it was like the fuzzy feelings and memories of the circus life were fading away in the battle. Perhaps from shock of being ripped from one life, to another life, to this life again. It was like he was sick but not. Just reeling. His attack had barely touched the captain with the parasol, but he had done something.
“Stealing energy is WRONG.” Altais was reaching for the woman again, to attack her with his senshi magic when he was gone. It was all gone and he was Khaleel again. Khaleel the tiger tamer.
“Eyyy.” He rubbed his head, “Such funny dreams, my friends?” He looked at his two tiger brothers. “Of magic powers and attacks.” The two were calm and relaxed, lounging in the tent. He hadn’t moved from his spot though, not yet. No if he had knew what happened, he wouldn’t have moved at all. Zeus stretched and yawned, while Thor played with a ball. His brothers who had no care in the worlds because they were his worlds and they were treated well in these worlds.
“We should visit Lilith!” He declared, wanting the white tiger to lead the way since his declaration. Giddy with the chance to see his favorite lady, Zeus rose slowly and then clambered out of the tent. Thor followed after, taking his favorite chew toy while he could.
“Ey, wait, do wait for me!” Khaleel got up, and stumbled. Like pain coursing through his body. It felt like the stomp from what he’d expect from an elephant. The scenery changed and it was no longer a circus, it was a….fire. The tents were on fire, and there was dark men and women running around. Animals were loose, but not alive for long.
The ringmaster circled around, his arms outstretched wide and open and he was smiling. Khaleel couldn’t wrap his head around the idea that their fearless leader would let his circus burn around him.
Then the voice, it whispered in his ear.
“Now now dearie, We can’t have you escaping.” It was soft and sultry, like red velvet curtains coming to a close. Khaleel’s head turned, but there was no one there. He rubbed at his head, and then towards where his tigers, his brothers were fighting. He couldn’t believe the sight, the calm and gentle brothers that had roamed with him in his childhood, that had never bit a soul in pain.
They ripped at the shadow men and women, red and black staining their furs. “No...No that is not…” Khaleel walked forward, and it was the first mistake. The blade fell from the heavens, striking Zeus in the leg. His roar shook his brothers, from his toes to his head. “Z..Zeus.” Khaleel cried out, his hand reaching for the white tiger, as another blade, this time the form of a spear pierced the tiger's heart. A painful cry and wheeze came out of the older brother, and the form fell over.
“No.” Khaleel’s voice was quiet and shaken, as he scrambled to the white tiger. His hands ran in the fur, finding the wounds, pulling the weapons out of the beautiful coat. “Zeus, brother. Zeus.” The tiger laid motionless, among the wreckage and there was pain, so deep in his heart. So broken inside him. His hands gripped in the fur, and he felt the hot tears burning at his eyes.
Thor’s roar echoed through the circus, and Khaleel couldn’t bear to look. Couldn’t bear to watch his other brother die, even as he heard the painful roars that echoed. “Thor, stop, run away….” Khaleel turned, as a woman in a parasol dug her weapon deep into the tigers head, dropping him.
“No...NOOOOOOOOOOO.” The scream echoed through his head, in his mind, in the….
Altais reached out, punching the elephant that drew the cursed pain. Tears floated and he fell to his knees. Broken.
Heartbroken.
Altais: 16/30 Damage: 6
Lucifer Force
Kaefaux
White Trickster Rabbit
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Kaefaux rolled 1 12-sided dice:
3Total: 3 (1-12)
Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2018 9:28 pm
Eternal Sailor Metis 37 /40 HP . 1 DMG to Captain Barnabilite
She felt sick. Her head spun, and Lilith grappled for the familiar. Melody, Lace, Orah, Christa, Zach, Khaleel-- her head was spinning and she couldn't make sense of the world around her. Her hands splayed against the fabric and ground beneath her, on knees as she tried to understand the voices, the sounds, the booming and shattering. She was in the tent. She was at the circus. Home ..? No.
No.
Her head split and something in her cracked and the pen in her hand hurt for how tight she gripped it. Lumi..? No. No, try again. Lilith. Yes. Magician..? No. Not entirely.
Metis..? Bingo.
A rush of air and energy lit her, and Eternal Sailor Metis dragged in oxygen that scorched her senses as light filled her mind. Waves. Energies. Auras. Familiar, yet alien. She stumbled to her feet, searching frantically for figures she could recognize. They blurred as more people began to fight, began to attack youma and Negaverse agents. "Lacrimosa? Altais?" She called out for them, moving into the fray with fists clenched at her heart and pulse pounding.
Where were they?
She didn't see him, but she heard Altais cry out. "Altais where are you?" Her voice broke as she became more panicked. The first figure she saw with a Chaos imprint was the only target she could understand. She slammed a weak punch towards the Captain, but her attention was clearly elsewhere, a slash of the parasol she barely even thought to try and avoid. Where was he?
Pixie Nyxie
how dare u
Lucifer Force
ok she doesn't know Themis = Zach, or Kalli = Christa but still
White Trickster Rabbit
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Whimsicle Blue
Know they haven't connected identities but case you want them to team up~ :>
Super Sailor Morgan 25 /30 HP . 0 DMG to Elephant Youma
The ******** was going on? She felt like shew as about to hurl, her chest tight and pulse roaring nearly as loud as the booming, shattering sounds that echoed around her and in her skull. The tent. She was in the tent. "Alex?" She called out for her sister, her voice strained as she grappled with the influx of memories. Real and... not? Circus life flittered and fought with street and house lives. The turbulent existence she knew, though would rarely admit to openly, that she'd often chosen for herself.
Such as the choice to keep picking up that damn pen.
Super Sailor Morgan felt disorientated even as she felt the rush of adrenaline that came with taking on the mantle and uniform. "Hania? Arthur?" Her head spun. It was a fight to call them those names, not the other names. Or well. Ok. Hania only had one but still. Lulu, Eva, Perrie... "Isolda, Kaye, Parsifal--!" Her voice grew stronger and bit by bit, Morgan no longer was doubled over as her head began to ease up slightly.
Not by a lot, but enough. Enough to try and scan the crowds for her team, enough to begin to press into the fray. Not entirely enough to properly fight though, as she stumbled into the path of the gigantic mamoth youma of all things. The hell?
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Natsuko-neko
Aurelius0815
White Trickster Rabbit
Leopleuradon
tatterpixie
Kyuseisha no Hikari rolled 1 12-sided dice:
6Total: 6 (1-12)
Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2018 9:42 pm
Newgrange vs. Whisler 38 HP - 6 : 32 HP Damage: 6 - 2 = 4
Newgrange was oblivious to whatever the lieutenant’s fate was; before he had even seen the man fall, he had a different issue to deal with. A splitting pain returned to his head and nothing made sense.
Again.
All he could think about was the circus. About the pain. About Whisler.
Whisler, Nick. Who was constantly hurting him, with his reckless behavior, with his lying, his cheating.
Newgrange’s lip curled and he raised a hand to his temple as he swayed, just slightly, on his feet. His hand was still in his whip.
The youma was a part of the circus, the same as him.
The same as him…?
Or…something like that. Something close enough, at least. The youma was forgotten as thoughts of Whisler, of him with everyone else slipped into his mind.
Newgrange didn’t feel like he was in control of his body. He felt like, if there was a rational side, it was long gone. Abandoned, in that moment, maybe so it didn’t have to deal with the frustration or confusion or pain.
His mind hurt more than anything else, and what should have been a need to check on Whisler, to make sure he was okay, twisted into something else. He turned to face the Knight, expression strangely blank sans his knit brows and the faint look of confusion—and anger.
It wasn’t like Newgrange; the movement was mechanical and unhinged. He raised his hand, his whip, and brought it down towards Whisler wordlessly.
He didn’t know what he was doing, he just knew that Whisler was…the enemy.
Whisler vs. Elephant 38 HP - 5 - 4 : 29 HP Damage: 1 - 2 = 0
Whisler didn’t like how things were unfolding, though when the redheaded lieutenant fell…he couldn’t really pretend that he wasn’t at least a little glad…though he wished he could have done something to save him. There was always a chance to be saved…though not when you were dead…
Swallowing, he picked up another small something and hurled it towards the large elephant youma, sighing when it missed…but he hadn’t really been trying, there was too much going on in his head, too many worries and too many thoughts of what had been happening before…
And then there was pain. And for a moment Whisler couldn’t figure out just what had happened. Slowly he looked towards Newgrange, a frown on his face as he felt something warm and wet trickle down his arm. “…Honey?”
He glanced down and saw that he was bleeding.
Did…But who had attacked him? And why was Newgrange looking like that…and…holding his whip and…
“Love? What’s going on?” He wasn’t sure what to do, and the only think his mind was coming up with was staring blankly at the other knight, still unable to believe that his own husband…no. Boyfriend…had attacked him. It didn’t make any sense.
NAOS STILL GOING FOR THAT ELEPHANT. HP : 17/20 damage to elephant-2
He was on the great BEASTS back, why was he there, he was supposed to be on the wires on....no, no! He was a senshi attacking a stupid youma! He was a performer late for a routine but his friends, family, were seemingly striking him at all sides, was this why he was on the elephant ********, Naos didn't know anymore! He hit pet the great beast on the neck, pull--scratching its ear and directed it seemingly away from thin air the enemies.
NAOS DEALT ZERO DAMAGE OF SIX DAMAGE NEEDED TO BREAK FREE OF THE ELEPHANTS HOLD. HP 12/20 Damage to elephant-2
He beat on it, he had to break this! pet the gentle creature, and frowned, fear filling him. They werent backing down! He gulpied, and readied himself for the jump from the great beasts back
Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2018 10:19 pm
NAOS IS FREE OF THE ILLUSION.
Naos blinked, right as he made the leap off the youma. Wait...leap!? "The hell meAUGH!?" He landed, poorly on his legs at first before tumbling into a roll. Okay, that was a stupid a** idea and he was never doing it again. He got himself up, mindful of any injuries and glared. He may not have any plans to climb that thing again, but you bet he was going to take it out, attack or no attack
Tiberius V. THAT ******** HORSE THAT KICKED JOE IN THE HODENSACK HP: 14/30 | DMG: 0
A swing and a miss is still a miss. Tiberius drew his mightly claws back to attack the hellish youma, but instead found himself catching the bad end of another head's angry teeth. He managed to avoid being a tasty, fur-covered snack by the very fluff he was so proud of, but DAMN.
Cumulative DMG to Hodensack Hammer: 15
Syrie rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1Total: 1 (1-10)
Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2018 10:26 pm
Tiberius V. THAT ******** HORSE THAT KICKED JOE IN THE HODENSACK HP: 10/30 | DMG: 0
Another attempt at an attack, another close shave with the monstrous hodensack destroyer. All around was utter chaos, but Tiberius was too busy tryin to keep his grip on evil Skele-horse to be arsed about it.
"Hold the hell still, damn I think I left a claw in your eyeball--." Was that why he was tired? Or was it just because this was the most he'd done in a while? Or maybe it was because that shitbrick of a ringmaster had been stealing his energy for a while with his stupid circus bullshit? Or maybe it was because he'd spent so much effort looking swol and swagger for Doll?
Anser made an alarmed noise at the fall of the man, but she didn't have time to reflect any further on what might have just happened in front of her eyes due to a sudden feeling of hooves against her back. She wailed, stumbling forward and failing to catch her balance. She ended up on her face.
There was a small moment where she considered staying on the ground and wallowing, but she couldn't give up. Being a superhero was hard, especially a new superhero! All the comics she had read told her that much.
Anser wobbled to her feet and brushed herself off.
"Horses suck!"
Well, at least this one did. It had three heads and way too many teeth. Gross. She gave it a kick to the side in turn for it knocking her over. It didn't feel like she was doing much damage, but it was a start! Right?
Gisela Louise / Corrupt Sauilor Noctua VS Mammoth Basics - 10 / 20 HP 1d8-2 attack - (6-2) 4 | (4-2) 2 Total Attack Rolls - 6
Sleet Tempest Snape
The beast was weakening. Whether from Noctua's attack even just a little or from the cumulative effect of so many attacking it, it was weakening. Noctua could feel it. But she could also feel it's last wind. People around her seemed lost, tangled up in visions that only they could see. She tried to creep closer to the mammoth, but as she did she could feel the phantom fingers of a life that was not hers twist around her mind. Getting close was not an option. She would have to try from a distance, calling on her magic again to see if she couldn't have some deeper effect on the creature that lumbered before them.
The magic slipped from her lips and no sooner had it escaped her body and wrapped itself around the beast for whatever it was worth, she turned her attention to the wounded general by her side. Quickly, with bone fine fingers, Noctua pulled the green sash from her waist and worked as quickly as she could, wrapping the cloth around him to stop the bleeding. She had no way of knowing how bad the wound was but... better to not take any chances, right?
Noctua Feverish Nights Noctua closes her eyes and calls the name of her attack. Upon opening them, she will lock eyes with one person and they will be immediately subject to the attack. For the next ten seconds the victim will feel like they haven't slept well for the past few nights. They will feel sluggish, irritable, and confused. Noctua can use this attack 3 times in a battle if she pushes herself, but mostly she keeps it to twice. It's useful mostly for getting away or getting in a sucker punch if she needs to.
Note: She needs to lock BOTH eyes with her opponent. So if someone has a non functioning eye for whatever reason, the attack will not work. Alternately, if Noctua's eyes are out of commission due to whatever reason, be it darkness or injury, the attack will not work. If the environment is too dark to see anyone's eyes, the attack will fail as well.
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2Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2018 8:57 am
Cybele vs. Captain 22/30 HP 0 DMG
She should be able to do better than this! She hadn't landed her first hit, and suddenly, quicker than she was able to process, the Captain had pulled out a sword and was slicing at people.
Cybele only saw the quick flash of silver and felt the sudden sharp pain in her shoulder. She made the mistake of glancing at it and seeing the streak of red, blood just beginning to gather at the skin. She hissed.
She went to kick out, but her aim was still off. She missed again.
staripop rolled 1 8-sided dice:
7Total: 7 (1-8)
Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2018 9:05 am
Sylvite vs. Horse Youma 10/20 HP 5 DMG
Okay. Okay. This wasn't working she was going to have to go in. The whirling hooves and fiery eyes weren't making feel super great about everything, but hey, that was why it needed to die, and she'd see what she could do to make that happen.
Her remaining lollipop clutched in her hand like for a bit of extra sugary oomph, she headed in closer and punched the stupid evil horse with all of her fancy superpowered might. The lollipop shattered on the impact, so hopefully she'd managed to do some damage. It would be a little sticky, at least?
(oop, i forgot to make a roll that last time >W>;;; )
Well, Naos wasn't sure what to do, except try and make the elephant head towards the benches and break one, for now, he ran up to it again, but putting all of his strength into one good kick at the great beasts leg.
ATTACKING THE ELEPHANT AGAIN, FOR TWO MORE DAMAGE POINTS, damage to naos 7/20 hp
