Like it or not, he was stuck inside a tornado. It gave senshi and knights time to do as they would, which plainly included snatching the super to safety. Worse could be worked out in small order with the time it afforded them all. How caught? How long? He remembered brief weather articles in magazines about cars and cows lifted like so much paper by funnels that reached from sky to gravel. This gale was thin enough that if he risked holding out his weapon, it would go beyond the funnel, by squinty, guarded look of it.
Up. It isn’t a cake with a top. The holes of flooring. Ida and there was a senshi near her were still cloistered on the upper part. Both of them were of rank. He tried to estimate the drag of the rocks and dust. Aiming for one is likely to hit the other with this wind.
With a heft up and a hurl like a caber, the hammer left the circle. What went up came down, tailed by twister, and right for Navi.
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Titan is held inside Duhr's Super twister through this round
Phase 1
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Navi Under Attack!!
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Scholomance, protect that senshi!
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 10:09 am
Navi
Things were getting wildly out of control, and fast. Dene's hand had made a sickening crunch and now magic ha whipped to life to trap the big general in the swirling wind of a tornado.
But even trapped he wasn't without options, and he proved that fact as that huge, deadly hammer came flying out of the funnel of wind, up and up before arching back down, directly at...
Hazel eyes widened as Navi realized, a little late, where that hammer was headed.
Genbu
This was really not good. They'd trapped the b*****d but he had a few more tricks up his sleeve by evidence of the giant ******** hammer flying out of the swirling wind and hurtling in a dangerous arc right at a couple of senshi and a knight.
Feeling her stomach drop, Genbu took a few unconscious steps forward before shouting at the trio to, "Look out!!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2019 11:56 am
Scholomance Knight
The hammer, so large and so certain in its path, would sail through her. Navi the ghost, unhindered and unhurt.
But a ghost she would be for only seconds. Scholomance was quick to raise the spell in the advent that Navi had a counterattack in the wings. Any of them might, between her and Ida and the captain and the remainder that gathered around. And any of them might need those precious seconds of protection in the future.
Scholomance released his breath, suddenly wearied. Bearing that magic never got easy — especially the older he got.
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2019 7:07 am
Scholomance was quicker than she was, and it may have saved a life.
Ida watched the massive hammer soar up and out of the whirlwind, arcing towards them to grow larger at an alarming rate. She jumped back instinctively, hearing the crack of a whip. The hammer smacked into the floor, shattering it, but there was no body beneath it.
Thank god.
Coldness rippled through Ida and she acted instinctively. That hammer had been aimed at all of them, and already he had shown he wasn't above hurting them. Standing back had not helped the situation, nor appealing to the moral nature she knew was under there. Buried deep, apparently.
Aching, Ida swept her hand up, trailing glowing petals.
"Heavenly Orchid arrows!" She called as she grasped the newly formed bow and drew it, pulling a glowing arrow from the air. When she released it, it roared as it flew towards Titan.
Eternal Sailor Attack: Heavenly Orchid Arrows!
[What it does] An out-flung hand casts a trail of petals that form a bow-like shape. She takes it up and uses it to fire arrows of light with hardened petals as arrow heads. The arrows have an 'aura' of power to them and explode on contact. The explosion is more concussive, causing a pressure that can push a target backwards a foot or two, but doesn't do much in the way of actual damage. Unbalanced enemies could be knocked over, if they were caught unaware. Particularly heavy opponents may not be moved by the attack, but could be distracted or slowed by the pressure of it. Each arrow takes a lot of power to cast and her limit is three, which exhausts her and can force her to retire until she's rested.
Even trapped, General McMountain wasn't completely incapable of striking out. An orange and brown themed eternal was put into the Titan's sights and looked as though she was going to get ******** hammered into burger. Saak started towards the massive blond but came up short as he realized that he would never going to get there in time - she was dead and he was going to have to watch it--
But then she was a ******** ghost and the hammer went through her and Navi was fine and Saak wasn't sure how the ******** that happened but he was grateful - and finally flower eternal was making her move, which was awesome! "******** yeah! Let's get this bread!" Saak pulled his hat off and chucked it at Titan to join in, because that's what one did: you worked with what God ******** gave you and he wasn't feeling quite steady enough to use his magic again just yet.
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Beejoux
Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 3:49 pm
There was only just barely the sound of something loud and sharp, something that added to the roar of wind of the funnel. He couldn’t make out what it was or exactly where it originated yet, not with the debris and sound. Blinking and squinting up over his raised arm he saw the senshi go ghostly though. His hammer his that section of concrete without connecting to any body. So near the unlaid, open gap the force of the impact sent spidering fractures crawling in a star to match a corrupted’s chest.
How! Who? There wasn’t more time. Force, glimmering fuchsia and gold, exploded in his guard-arm. He wasn’t braced correctly for it. Titan stutter back-stepped against the whorl. Duhr’s magic gripped, ripped, and threw the black general out against a support pillar in a clamour of scales. The force of all his own weight pushing the breath in his lungs out wolved like an organ.
Jangling bottlecap-thin metal and a sharp ‘WAT-atatttat’ drew his doubled vision open and up again. A Tamborine? Like a Frisbee? And there was the bone knight with weapon out. The young knight who was near now and trying to sidle about in coward’s solidarity. Weapon takes energy-
The General lunged for the squire in mint and cerulean (Okolnir), looking for purchase on small arm with two bear paws. Titan heaved and turned, letting the man’s weight go as with the wanted hammer at the bone knight. I will make my own weapons if I must.
“Your turn. Catch,” The General growled.
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Phase 1
Beejoux
Navi saved by scholomance!! There's a hammer there.
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Scholomance, under attack!
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Okolnir is human ballistic!
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 4:51 pm
Navi
She'd braced for the hit, resolved and laden in guilt for wading into this mess without Chaonis, without Camelot, without even her cat. If she hadn't been on her own maybe...
But the blow never came, an Navi wasn't so alone.
The world had shifted, surreal and dreamlike, and a glance down at herself showed translucent hands and skirts, the massive hammer just behind her in a bed of cracked concrete and debris. For just a second Navi thought perhaps the hit had been so effective she'd died where she stood and this was what waited, but then the magic that'd protected her dropped and the world was as it should be again.
The shift was enough to stagger, and hazel eyes snapped up to those around her. It hadn't been Ida, her attention was directed elsewhere, so it had to be the knight in bones and blues. She stared at him for a second or two before ducking her head in a grateful nod. "Thank you."
But this was a fight, and there wasn't time for much beyond that poor acknowledgement. The beast of a general had been thrown from the magical tornado and was on the move again. Massive hands grabbed for a squire, hefting him clear off boot clad feet and in an instant the man was airborne.
"s**t!" She could have tried to catch him, to keep him from colliding with the other knight, but she didn't have the strength for that. But she did have magic that could slow the giant, keep him from grabbing someone else. It could give the rest an opening to fight.
Two quick steps closer, and the senshi had thrown her arms out, legs braced against the poured concrete as she shouted. "Razor wind snare!" The spell cast out, found it's target, and the branches twisted and twined around him as hair and clothing were picked up and tossed by the sudden wind.
To the gathered main she rose her voice, shouting as loudly as she could over the mayhem. "If you have magic that can slow or hurt him, use it now while he's trapped!" She wasn't entirely sure how long the bramble would hold him, and when the magic did break there'd be a second, maybe two, where the brawlers and the weapon bearers could take advantage as well.
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❉ Eternal Sailor Attack: Razor Wind Snare Navi can form a giant tumbleweed that entraps her opponent. Within the weed wind swirls around at incredible speeds and acts as hundreds of tiny blades, slicing anything they touch, be it clothing, hair, or flesh. This lasts for about a minute and then vanishes.
It traps the opponent completely, but the 'cage' of branches isn't much stronger then a normal bundle of sticks. If they're powerful enough, or have enough magic, that can break free, they would just have to be able to concentrate enough to do so while being slashed at.
Duration: 30-40 seconds
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 5:05 pm
Genbu
She'd been expecting to see that poor senshi reduced to meat and mess and gore but something happened and that beastly hammer sailed right through her and hit the ******** floor with a frightful crash that sent dust and broken concrete flying in all directions. <********." She needed to avoid that ******** hammer at all costs. This was quickly becoming so much larger than she'd considered when she'd rushed in to help and there was a very real chance that people would not be walking out of here unscathed. Or at all.
Genbu said a silent apology to Harley, that she'd put herself in this sort of danger and the other girl was none the wiser about it. That she was risking her life without Seiryuu as back up. But she couldn't walk away now. She could leave the rest to fight and fall without her...
The redhead had gone ghostly, but she'd snapped back into bright color with a vengeance. Sure and steady she strode forward and shouted her magic at the monster of a man, and as Genbu watched the general disappeared behind twisting branches. Then the senshi was shouting at the rest of them, urging them to attack as well.
Resolutely the dark haired girl nodded and turned her sights of the giant ball of gnarled branches, striding towards it as she called her own magic into life. "Breath of the dark warrior!"
More wind, this time from the north, and in the area around Genbu the temperature started to drop rapidly. She kept walking until she was close enough to the general for the coldness to touch him. To slow him while he fought against the branches that held him. Cold and biting.
And Genbu would shiver too. Just as vulnerable to the cold magic as anyone that got too close to her.
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Sailor Scout Attack: Breath of the Dark Warrior After calling on the attack by name, Genbu claps her hands and then extends them outwards; a faint rumble echoes unseen from the North, and a chill rushes in from that direction, like the first harsh nips of winter trailing at fall's heels. After the initial rush, the chill settles around Genbu with about a five foot radius. This lingers for roughly 30 seconds, with opponents feeling a sense of lethargic melancholy and a reduced desire to fight. How much this impacts them depends on who stumbles into her field. Use: three times per battle.
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Posted: Sun Mar 31, 2019 5:55 pm
Squire Okolnir
He should have done something. Hearing that senshi's fist crunch under the strength of the General had made his stomach churn, but still, he kept to the fringes. He wanted to save his magic for himself, and with a flurry of attacks going this way and that, it was hard to know who he should be targeting if he even wanted to extend the effort to shield.
Okolnir's attention was drawn to the group for just a few split seconds that proved to be enough of a window. The man's eyes widened as the General was suddenly beside him, and there was no time for him to even properly react. It was a blur of the General, pain as his arm was gripped, and then another blur as he was suddenly sailing sideways---
Only to crash into something---someone---and really the only blessing at the moment was that what he had hit was not metal or concrete. Pain still exploded through his body anyways from the impact with the Saturn Knight, and a grunt echoed from the Squire.
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Posted: Mon Apr 01, 2019 8:48 pm
Scholomance Knight
Titan spared Scholomance half a moment to think about how nice it felt to avoid watching that senshi splatter. But that half moment passed in a blink, its end signaled by a very large, very unavoidable projectile hurdling toward him. Scholomance managed only enough time to gasp before said projectile struck him squarely in the gut, wheezing all the breath out of him, breaking the bones of his uniform, bruising his rib cage, and sending him to the floor in an unceremonious snap of more bones. The very sound ailed him, though not more than the results if he'd rendered this newly-personal squire invisible.
Scholomance hit a concrete pillar next, the force of it rattling his skull and doubling his vision. When he found the strength to raise his head, he stared down the offending twin squires with distaste. "Buy me dinner firffht," he slurred out before his upper denture came with it.
He collapsed back against the ground, his gaze souring as he looked to the dusty ceiling. Great, this is how I die — ******** over by one of my fellow knights. Great run for teamwork, that. Swipe right, would do again. And sitting up was completely worthless with his ribs complaining so; how was he supposed to get out of this mess now?
Good samaritanism was always a shitty investment. It was better saved for altruists and people who needed something to write off on their taxes.
Titan went backward against one of the support pillars and out of the expensive looking senshi's magical vortex; he wasn't the only one moving around though, not by a long shot. There was a pastel wearing knight that got chucked, and the bone wearing knight went flying as a result - apparently big man didn't need his hammer when he could just beat a ******** with another ******** like it was no big thing.
Saak felt his mouth go dry watching the one gal that almost died draw up and get brave - she started shouting orders along the lines of what he'd been saying the whole ******** time, but hey - she had buttwings. She was somebody, like Flowerpower, so maybe they'd kick into gear and listen to her where no one was gonna listen to black man basic senshi.
His new 'friend' went for it too, adding her magic to chill the trapped general. Saak figured now was as good a time as any to break out the brass knuckles - so to speak - and get to punching. Titan was trapped, right? He could get all up in there and break his nose or something vulnerable and crunchy like that; parts that didn't really matter how big you were, they'd hurt all the same if they got broke.
So Saak braved Genbu's cold, coming close enough to realize that he was gonna be swinging up. By a lot. Man, this ******** is huge-- Like what the ********, does he eat creatin bricks for breakfast, lunch, and dinner? "For real-real, you should just ******** off man." Saak went for it, an uppercut like his dad had always taught him...only janky because he'd paid only the barest attention when forced.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2019 3:04 pm
Her attack hit and he stagged, pulled and pushed about until the twister around him threw him to the side. She heard metal crunch and Ida winced at it, her fingers flexing in sympathy pains. He wasn’t down yet, not Titan, and he proved it by lunging to his feet and snagging a squire that had gotten too close.
“Watch out!” Ida shouted, but he was faster than the words and the squire had taken out Scholomance before she had a chance to do more than take a step in their direction. She was still moving towards them as others began to join in the attacks and there was a part of the senshi that felt guilt over contributing to the violence. She didn’t want to be doing this, but it didn’t feel like a choice.
Ida crouched as she reached the two downed knights, reaching to put a hand on Scholomance’s shoulder. Half her attention was on the battle behind them, ready for any more thrown people or other debris.
“How bad are you two, can you tell me? Do you need help getting out?” She asked as she bent over them, between them and the fighting.
Any excuse not to fire more attacks at Titan… Even if she felt torn and guilty about the options.
‘-He’s trapped!’ Am I? The thick leathers of his uniform, once blacks, tattered charcoal greys with the new wind. Always winds. A tornado was something he had a reference point for in his head, a surrounding of Tumbleweed wind he did not. Tumbleweeds were cartoons and westerns. Bloody lines opened on his cheeks and bits of blonde frayed out of his braid. Glad soak, his longcoat of scales, for damage away from his back. The pre-building undercroft grew cold with two senshi approaching.
It had been long enough for Alkahest to be out of danger. He could teleport away with enough focus. It would all be done if he did- a starseed to give over to the quartermasters of Metallia, the little Information agent safe, his Youma safe, and a few wounds traded to senshi and knights who generally had less access to magical healing. The battle would be done. If he could focus. Should it be done? Could he focus? One senshi (Saak) awkwardly swung at him. The thin fist connected on Titan’s ledge of jawbone and split skin. More welling blood, dripping, sluggishly freezing on his beard. Titan pushed, walked, forward as the other little senshi had approached. The first one (Saak) could move or not. IF he didn't, he didn't weigh enough to much impede passing. Titanlåvenite wasn’t staying in that whorl of an overgrown weed where concentration for anything at all couldn’t happen. The other senshi (Genbu) was still there.
It took his everything to push through the razors into the cold, and then just to call his Hammer back to his hand. It landed onto the concrete in his grasp. ___________________
Titan has pushed out of Navi's magic this round, but is still under Genbu's. Take some swings, he's extra slow.
Phase 1
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Lucyal
Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2019 8:12 pm
The titan pressed past him like he was a piece of chaff, or maybe cotton fluff. Either way, he was unable to cause much more than bit of red to stain the guy's beard, which was a bit disheartening. "Hey-hey-fu--" Saak fell to the wayside, tangling up in Navi's brambles as the massive hammer came whistling toward McMountain; he did not want to be in the way when that thing connected - it looked like a very bad time.
"Watch what you're doing with that damn thing man, you could take someone's eye out!" Or worse. To be honest, the hammer's head was more than big enough to displace an entire body if that's what the monster of an officer wished. ******** it was cold here in Weedlandia, but not the good kind.
Saak was pretty sure he'd be bleeding from a dozen little cuts if not for the chill wind freezing the wounds shut; he wanted to smack Titan again because that stupid eternal was doing nothing - she could have done anything, given them a chance maybe, but instead she was fluttering around being useless and crying about s**t. And why? Because she wanted to jump on this ******** d**k? Had done so?
"Pull. Your s**t. Together." He ground out at Ida, "********'. Hit. Him. Before. We. All. Dead."
"If she's gonna be a yella belly about it, Ah'll do it!"
Finally back on the scene with the redhead put aside to safety, Super Sailor Duhr had arrived just in time to see a mess of the other fighters and some jingle-jangle guy yelling at the flowery, whiny girl to do some actual damage.
Well, if the magical gal with tattoos all over wasn't gonna do it, she sure as heck could whip up some good 'ol fashioned winds and get the job done!
Hands slapped together in the shape of her gun, wind kicking up at her feet as rocks and various pieces of debris began collecting in a whirlwind. She closed her eyes and concentrated as hard as she could to speed up the process, praying that the big man's hammer didn't find its way towards her face in the meantime.
Once enough of a wind gust had formed into a cyclone, hands spread out and she shoved it forward - whether or not it'd actually hit the big galoot was another story but at least it meant business that she tried!!!
"Twistin' Wind!"
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Attack #1 - Twisting Wind - creates a small (4-5ft tall) twister which spins in the direction Duhr aims. It picks up and carries with it small debris and objects in its path within a 4-5 foot radius. Any person or creature hit by Twisting Wind is knocked backwards. Lasts up to 2 minutes. Once begun, Duhr has no control over its direction.
((Feel free to shorten the duration, I realize her attack is extra long from being grandfathered in))
