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Dark Mirror Eternal Sailor Acubens
Score: 10

Relief washed over Acubens as Melpomene assured her that he would not be straying far from her side. He had come a long way, but he still had so much to learn. And he was still only her third official protege, after all. Can't ******** it up now...

And as though the universe was reading her mind, the ground began to tremor beneath her feet. Instinctively, she reached out for Melpomene to keep him steady as well, even after she realized there was no danger. No danger of falling over, no danger of the ground opening up and swallowing them, No danger at all. Acubens would have been worried if she didn't just feel so... chill... about the whole thing. Had she been doing this too long? Was she jaded?

Besides, how could something so beautiful be threatening? The leaves had even opened up and released some kind of glowing pollen. Maybe this would be a moment when Destin City was just... beautiful. Not threatening, not dangerous, just... nice.

And then a field of red hair filled her vision.

Acubens tensed immediately.

Not again.

A face which might have been hers in another life smiled at her. High cheekbones and bright golden eyes. His hair was, as always perfectly preened into a pomapdour. His slender body, so like Acubens, was clad in a suit and tie, as it usually was.

He always did hate his Meadowview uniform.

This couldn't be happening again. Not again. Not now. It wasn't happening. Because Mischa had moved away. She saw the moving van take his things -- take him to some far-flung place. Somewhere far away from here. From her. He wasn't here, he couldn't be.

And yet...

"You're not real," she ground out through her teeth.

Mischa cocked his head as though to ask if she was sure. His cheeky smile only widened as he watched her, hands shoved into his pockets casually.

Acubens' eyes felt too hot. She felt too hot. She was trembling as she held on to Melpomene, fingers digging into the fabric of his fuku to anchor herself. It was enough. She blinked once, twice, three times with her breath held and finally, the vision faded.

She should have been relieved...

Sailor Lacerta, Senshi of Bandages (( Roll Totals: 4 ))

When one worked with bees one inevitably picked up the habit of checking the local flora that was around. When Izobel had first noticed the subtle shift in the flowers around her home she'd taken note of the strangeness but shrugged it off as maybe being too aware. However in the passing days there was still no explanation that the teen could offer and so she'd taken the time to patrol, discreetly, around the city to try and figure out what could be going on. Her bees seemed unaffected which was the only relief that she could take away from this. However the bandage senshi was still on edge. She'd not been active in her senshi duties since the last large upheaval in her life and truth be told, she was apprehensive about being out once more. There were reasons, she told herself, that kept her from powering up; but in actuality they were excuses. Lacerta was slowly reaching a point in which she found little comfort in her powered guise.

It was perhaps odd then that the sudden feeling of peacefulness descended on the young woman as she contemplated things. A gentle feeling of being guided, against her will nonetheless, to a field was almost welcome. Until that feeling dissipated and Lacerta found random energy signatures overwhelming her. Apparently she was not the only one here.

Her mind cleared for a few precious seconds which was just long enough to register the earth shifting below her feet and to catch a glimpse of a familiar face in the crowd before a sweet smell once again filled the air.

The senshi of bandages had taken to skirting the outer edges of the group that had gathered in an effort to remain unseen but stopped as once more the peaceful feeling from before washed over her. Her eyes tracked the shifting earth and widened in surprise when a giant flower bulb emerged from the ruined ground but at the release of multicolored fireflies her gaze softened. The display was wonderful and even as one drifted towards her the teen found herself reaching up to grasp at one that dared to get so close. Although it was no longer a firefly that she was looking at. A hand that showed its age gently enveloped her own and Lacerta could only momentarily hide the shock at seeing her late grandmother staring serenely at her. A small sob broke from her as she took in the wizened face that was before her. Even as her grandmother gently began leading her forward Lacerta followed, albeit reluctantly.

Was she still powered? How was it that her grandmother would have been able to discern who she was? Questions rolled around in her mind and even as she was led closer to the large flowering plant, vines twisting and coiling the senshi could feel that something wasn't right. Her grandmother had not spoken one word yet and that was unusual. Just too many questions and too little answers. Almost reluctantly did Lacerta let go of her grandma's hand to take a moment to step back. Her grandmother continued to stand beside her, looking at peace and the senshi could not bring herself to turn away from such a tempting vision but was everything what it seemed to be. Bewilderment was the sensation of the hour and Lacerta glanced up to lock onto the familiar sight of wild brown curls before she felt her hand grasped again.

Acubens was here ... but why?

It was hard to think straight and as she felt herself being led forward a few more paces Lacerta began to wonder if perhaps thinking was overrated at this point. Shouldn't she go with her grandma, at least for a little while? What would the harm be? But ... Acubens ...

Resistance began to bubble just under the surface.....

Sailor Adorea
Total Roll: 9


Whatever that thing was, it seemed all three of them had managed to break its hold on them. They all appeared to be holding on to their finer senses and Adorea gave a warm smile to Ananke at both her reassurances and her suggestion. It really would be nice to have someone to call on if she ever needed someone's help, though she aspired not to be too much of an inconvenience!

"I'm Adorea," she cleared her throat. "Senshi of Optimism," she added.

She had no special title, no additional rank, she was perfectly simple in every way. Ananke it appeared, was one of those senshi that had gained more power over the years if the 'super' was anything to go by. Adorea could only hope that eventually she managed to achieve something akin to that!

"That sounds like a plan," The red head confirmed with a curt nod and pursed her lips as she took a moment to look around at those who might have fallen into the thrall of the beast. What was one supposed to look for in these cases? Well, based on the way most of them appeared to look, pure bliss and serenity was a surefire sign that something was amiss as they moved in an almost zombie-like fashion towards their own doom.

"Any ideas on how to snap them out of it?" she asked, taking note of one or two that did seem to need some measure of help. "Because otherwise I'm just going to yell at them and give them a good shake." She admitted.

She wasn't attempting to make light of the situation but it was the only plan she currently had.

Her only other conundrum was whether or not to intervene to help those with a more villainous signature; a part of her felt quite strongly that on this occasion faction was irrelevant and she would prefer no one was devoured this evening, Civilian, Order or otherwise...

Arthur (humanoid Order guardian cat)
Total: 10


"Ananke. You're okay. Good." He was glad he wasn't left alone to deal with all of this.

"Sticking together sounds good but we don't know how many of us are in the trance. We need to collect our comrades and get them together. They can help us wake other people up and then we can work on helping the civilians. We need to spit up and find one of ours and get them rounded to one place. We can meet back here. And Adorea, that sounds as good as a plan as any. Shake them. Yell at them. Slap them if you have to. Anything to keep them away from those awful smelling plants. Sound like a plan?" He asked them both.

General Benitoite
Score: 10

None of this made sense - plants didn't behave like this. It was like they had a personality. That wasn't right, none of this was right. What was worse was seeing the baby plants move and some bigger, more vicious, plant reveal itself slowly. He knew, more than most, how vicious plants could be. They were killers, of their own kind, and were known to be the cause for people to die due to poison. This takes things to another level though. That thing looked predatory with vines and what looked like/...spikes or maybe teeth? He wasn't sure but he didn't like it.

He tried to avoid the fireflies but as he backed away from one he failed to notice another one landing on top of his head. He didn't even feel it touch him but he certain felt it's effects, and saw them.

What he saw, aside from fireflies landing on people, was Bazzite. A very real looking Bazzite only they were silent - which was odd. Bazzite was never the sort to be silent and not bouncing about with energy. They looked the same and were holding their hand out towards him while smiling. It wasn't the same though. This he thought even as he slowly did start to follow them. As his legs moved he shook his head. "B-but you aren't....you haven't been Bazzite, like this, in a long time." No...and that was because of him. The captain here wasn't real. Bazzite had become a monster...and then a knight, which was also a monster as far as he was concerned.

"No, you're not real." Stepping back he nearly tripped on his coat but it seemed the vision vanished as well. "Good." At least for him. Not so good for others. Well..that plant now looked hungry and intent upon eating some people. Maybe that would help his side, if it only grabbed senshi and knights. Only those weren't the only ones headed towards it.

"Damn it. Why can't anything be safe in this city.," Including plants, which he loved.

(If anyone wants Beni to save their character give me a poke on discord.)

Super Sailor Hamal
Score: 8

Watching the fireflies release, the only word she could think of it for, Hamal had reached out also. She was curious about these blinking insects. They were so lovely! Ohhh...they really were so pretty. Gasping softly, in awe, as one landed on her Hamal couldn't help but giggle soft. One hand coming up as she did so, in a rather polite gesture, the dark eyes senshi watched as the firefly vanish before she saw something else. Someone else.

"Umma?" She whispered, softly, she could feel the wetness forming in her eyes as a hand was reached out towards her. She wanted to take that hand...she really did, and was even reaching for it, when she drew back. "B-but I saw....I saw you...you left me." She whispered, voice cracking, as she drew back and clung to Kami's arm. "K-Kami...please." Tugging more as to get his attention. It took a moment longer, of tugging at the others arm, before the vision of her mother vanished from her sight. What a relief...and yet it hurt so much.

"Kami." Calling softly.

Chibi Sailor Abeosamu
Score: 6

As Abeosamu was looking around, trying to decide who to speak with first, she felt the ground shake slightly. And then suddenly, before her eyes, lots of tiny fireflies appeared in all the colors of the rainbow. One of them bumped into her, and a figure of someone she thought she recognized came into view. She couldn’t make out the face, but there was definitely a sense of familiarity. Suddenly she was overcome with a sense of sadness as this figure reached out to her, beckoning her to follow. She wiped away a tear and, followed along. Whoever they were, they were someone close to her.

As she walked near, she couldn’t help but wonder if this was right. Something seemed off. But she couldn’t place it. Shaking her head, she had a brief moment of clarity. That’s when she spotted the plant, mouth open wide, ready to devour. “Oh my!” It was a good thing she had noticed something was wrong. But the figure stood nearby still, unwilling to give up. Abeosamu felt bad. She wanted to go with them, but it would mean her life. She began to question herself. “No no, I musn’t follow. I’ll be eaten,” she said, speaking to the figure, wondering if it could hear her. She was probably losing her mind.

Finally she began to back away, distancing herself from the familiar presence and away form the flower. “I can’t! I-I won’t go!” she shouted; her mind was no longer hazy. The more she resisted, the clearer things got. That figure had tried to kill her! There’s no way it was who she thought it was. They would never do something like that!