General Ashanite — C3, addressing all Negas via comm!
It was, naturally, chaos very quickly. Ashanite couldn’t help but feel invigorated, especially since he was, as he preferred, right at the center of all the best attention.
Hyperborea was met with a broad, malicious grin, and he reached out his hands to steady Wavellite when she interposed herself between Hype and him.
“Good work, Captain,” he said, squeezing her shoulders, “but take care. I don’t want to see you getting seriously injured for my sake.” Hype has hurt one of his subordinates, and Ashanite would extract his price from her in blood. Leifite got a nod and a very pleased smile. “And a pleasure to see you again too, Leifite.”
There was a call over the communicator from Jet, and as Ashanite stepped around Wavellite to square up with Hyperborea—he would not hide behind his subordinates and put them at risk—he raised his communicator to respond.
”The primary target is a Cosmos Squire in a long, white dress decorated with gold. Her name seems to be Caer Sidi. She wields a suncatcher, and her magic is some sort of shield. Do try to bring her in alive, I think she’d make a fine Captain with the gumption she’s displayed.” Gumption or foolishness, but Ashanite certainly wasn’t one to mock bold plans.
…Like the one deployed by a very bold Chibi Senshi, which at first made him frown, but—
Shiny—
“Shield your eyes!” He warned, but the call may well have come too late, since there was a very fast, very bright burst, and while his cape could be swept out to provide a degree of protection, there was still the sound—
Damn it. A firm reminder to never underestimate any enemy.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2021 6:57 am
Super Sailor Cybele: F2 ->G2
Cybele strode forwards towards the mix of auras, mentally preparing herself for some kind of carnage or at the very least, the beginnings of some battle, and then-
Lasagna?
Oh.
Not oh no. While she was vaguely aware of some family controversy around Paradise being a Page, it had never seemed odd to Cybele. She'd handled herself well enough that fateful day when they'd first met. It still changed things slightly that there was family around. Cybele turned on her heel from her path towards the fountain to go stand beside the Cosmos Page.
The Jupiter Page, as well. Cybele knew who he looked like. She knew who he acted like. Still, she'd never seen him powered up before, and so there was something stopping her from quite making the mental connection of who he was. It only mattered so much. She'd protect any Page.
"No lasagna yet," she said gently, noticing the Chaos auras closing in from the edge of the trees. "Did you hear the message?"
There had been auras above as well, and Cybele glanced up as she walked over, glimpsing a Dark Mirror senshi as well as a familiar very white outfit.
"Anser, is that you?" she called. "Now would be a really good time to come kick some butt."
This particular evening in Destiny City for Pythia Adler was, as far too many of her evenings lately were wont to be, somewhere agonizingly near to being as boring as watching mold grow on a sloth. Not that Pythia had ever actually done such a thing to be able to compare for certain; mainly because the red-haired woman was not yet that desperate, nor did she have any interest in getting that close to a sloth for an extended period of time. Currently, once again, Pythia was low on funds- and thus couldn’t pay the cover into one of the clubbing spots that she liked to go when she wasn’t particularly broke. Or into a local museum. Or the zoo, which had sloths she could watch grow their mold for a nominal fee. Or… Anything. Therefore, to avoid such trial and tribulation as having to paint her own nails or listen to her parents scream at each other in a haze, she was once again wandering the town as Squire Imbrium of Castor, Angry Girl Extraordinaire.
The SOS that came through from Caer Sidi gave the redhead pause before she began to tap on her ring. “How did she do that?” she demanded of the ring, wishing that she hadn’t forgotten basically everything that Lacedaemon had managed to teach her about her Wonder when they had first gone. She had so many other questions she should probably bother to get an answer to. Around her Wonder, around her Prince, around these really stinky uniforms- especially comparing herself to all the squires in the princess dresses, she was wandering around looking like a Xena cosplayer? And she with the ICE WORLD that her Wonder was located on. Yeah, THAT made perfect sense. Some answers would be gained by going BACK to Imbrium, but once again- tonight was not that night.
Pressing aside her inner monologue in favor of entering the square, Imbrium was delighted (read: annoyed) to find that there were already so many respondents. Well. It was good, because this many order members could almost certainly take out one General, but it was also bad, because a large chunk of those Mega-troglodytes (Nega-Troglodytes?) were around, and there were some weird chaos senshi too. Not like that Alum fellow had been, they felt different, and didn’t have any visible holes in their heads. At least none she could see from here. There were familiar faces around too, but Pythia came to a halt about 40 feet away from that fancy-dressed Cosmos Knight who looked like the one who had sent the message, before squinting around the square.
There didn’t seem to be a lot of people getting partifularly fighty yet, so Imbrium relaxed her stance, examining some faces she could make out, trying to see if anyone looked familiar. Lonely Castor Knight, Seeking Connections. Or at least someone to like… watch her a** or something. It seemed that most other Order asses were fairly well covered- there was some Order a** (not to be confused with a**) in the distance surrounded by multiple Chaos asses (Asses? Hmm), but there were other Order asses not far away to help cover the first.
A flash of light got her attention, as something started going down in the area ahead of her. All the more for Imbrium to pay attention to, now, instead of drifting off in her own thoughts.
It was a lovely, pleasant night for the General, as she slowly stretched out her spine, her feet wide apart and somewhere above her head, her arms trapped under her legs. Kurmasana, or Turtle Pose. Why was it called this, when it looked nothing like a turtle to her? She supposed that whomever had selected the name either had a very strange idea of what a tortoise looked like, or it was beyond her unenlightened thought. She only used yoga for enriching her body; Shahar was hardly one of the people who actually put thought into it, like her mother.
The sound of her communicator going off pulled her attention away from the blissful feeling of her spine and hips adjusting and relaxing; her fellow General, Ashanite, was calling people to the Central Park. He wanted people to assist in capturing an uppity Knight who did not want to be corrupted, apparently? As Titanite shook sensations back through her body, accustoming her muscles to a wider range of motion than Kurmasana had called for, her brow furrowed. She did not wish to assist with this. Joining the Negaverse should be a personal choice, should it not? The idea of forcing choices upon another discomfited her in a way that… it should not.
She was a General. Should she not feel less disturbed, and more desire to bring those… aliens… to understanding the wonderful purpose of the Negaverse? And yet how many of those she had met truly wanted to fight, instead acting under the assumption that her side was… well. Killing people, pulling their starseeds from their bodies for snacking, surrounded by youma like Shayāṭīn… the list could probably go on, but as Titanite made her way towards the Central Park, there was a feeling lurking in the back of her mind that if she went here and actively assisted in this… she was wrong.
Luckily she would not need to actively assist in this, it seemed. The Park was starting to fill up with people from all sides- Dark Mirrors in a corner observing, Negaverse Agents, Knights, Senshi. Causing a distraction would actually be quite advantageous for all concerned. And fun! She could both make it seem like she was doing her job, make a few new enemies friends as she caused… well… Chaos… and there would be little stress upon her for being directly involved in the appropriation of a knight as an unwilling new tool for the Negaverse.
Caer Sidi; a squire in a dress. Not too far away, but not too close, either. Certainly not as close as two Order-side members, one of whom was wielding a necklace and an amazing neckline, and the other who was a very overdressed senshi in a strange… business suit? With a cape? Interesting fashion choice. Aiming towards Tikal and Hydor, Titanite made her appearance with a teleport, directly in front of them. “Hello, my little friends~” the General sing-songed cheerfully. “You look particularly bored, over here by yourselves. Would you like to play with me tonight? Your friends over there can come too, if they must.” She pointed towards Sumner and Pendour, who seemed to be the closest- though she did not move to get their attention.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2021 7:40 am
Transcendent Squire Pendour: A1 ->A2
Pendour smiled despite everything when a familiar face showed up at her heels.
"Sumner," she whispered, "Hi. It was some knight who called for help, but, um, I didn't know the name." Now that more and more auras were coming to the scene and people were moving around through the trees and across the plaza, she had no idea where this Caer Sidi and this General even were.
She knew there was another senshi at her back, who she smiled at, and then, all at once, in a flash of power, a General showed up.
Close, not over by the fountain with the others.
She looked to Sumner, eyes wide. She knew he'd found her numb and terrified after the last battle like this, when she'd watched a starseed get pulled from a chest and almost lost her own in the process. She knew he'd told her to be careful.
She also knew that hesitation back then might have made all the difference in not being able to save that person's life. She should have been faster, should have used her magic, maybe, and she wasn't going to make that mistake again.
She sprinted forwards.
"We don't have to play. We don't have to fight. It's okay," she said, and she summoned her ocarina and brought it to her lips, letting the magic flow.
Magic - When Pendour plays her ocarina, the negative emotions of those within five feet of her fade and are replaced with a feeling of pleasant relaxation. One can shake the effect with enough concentration, but it can serve as a distraction for those who would do Pendour harm. She can channel this magic for 45 seconds.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2021 8:00 am
General Sylvite: F5
"I mean you weren't pegged for dead exactly?" said Sylvite, shrugging as much as she could while holding two magic knives and also moving forwards.
"It would've been kinda nice, y'know?"
Out of almost everyone she'd met, he would be the one to know about all that. He apparently wished death on members of the Negaverse. The look on the face of that dead senshi at his feet had stuck with her, and seeing the cold look in his eyes brought it back fresh.
At least she was a General, now. She should be able to stand up to him a little bit better this time.
"Oh, don't worry. I will," she said, and stabbed out. Maybe he'd use his shield magic, but that was fine. He'd use it up, and then she could get to him.
Jet looked up when Faustite arrived with another Negaverse Senshi and gave them both a nod as he waited for General Ashanite to respond.
He didn’t have to wait long, because soon they got information.
Not information that Jet was expecting.
“He said Knight in his distress call, didn’t he?” Jet stared at the communicator as the voice faded, and looked with furrowed brows at General Faustite, as though pleading with him to confirm he hadn’t misheard things. “You heard him say Knight, didn’t you?” he asked again, turning from Faustite to the two Senshi with them. Well, Cymophane he trusted more to have heard what the message was. The other seemed more interested in getting into a fight.
He was trying really hard to give the other General the benefit of the doubt. But there were so many things he was already frustrated about.
Jet took a moment to draw in a breath and let it out slowly, his eyes closed as he held the communicator up again.
“Can you clarify, please? You said she’s a Squire?”he asked through gritted teeth.“Have you tried teleporting behind her and grabbing her? Or is she incredibly fast, too? I hope you know what you’re doing. It sounds to me like she'd be a risk to turn traitor if she’s being forced into this.”
It was difficult to keep himself from getting annoyed. He’d pulled Cymophane into a potentially dangerous situation, all for the sake of… what? A Squire with gumption?
“And what the hell is a suncatcher? Do you know?” he asked Faustite, but then shook his head as he lifted his hand to rub through his curly hair. “This is bullshit. But there’s a lot of White Moon here already. Might as well try and grab some starseeds. I have no interest in babysitting senshi or agents who will probably try to betray the Negaverse later because they're already brainwashed,” he seethed, turning from Faustite to Cymophane. “Stay close to someone who can teleport.”
Bloodstone frowned as they were momentarily greeted by General Benitoite.
At least until his attention was pulled by the Corrupted Senshi that showed up. And that was fine by him. He didn’t have anything in particular that he wanted to say to General Benitoite. They’d only officially met briefly, before Bloodstone pulled Roselite away. Which was what he did this time as well.
It was difficult having a General around that didn’t seem to know what they were doing. Other than having a conversation. Was this not a distress call they were responding to?
“Avoid the Eternals and Supers,” he said to Roselite since the General’s interest in them had ended. “Observe what you can of the enemy, and our allies. Engage only if you have to,” he added as he drew his own weapon from subspace.
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Posted: Sat Sep 04, 2021 8:48 am
Lt. Cristobalite (Square: D1)
Suffice to say that Cris knew very few individuals in the Negaverse outside of her own General and Jadarite. Had it not been for those particular encounters and a handy briefing and induction, she would have known absolutely nothing how things worked or who was no addressing her. No sooner had the woman arrived in the park than she was greeted by what she assumed was a senshi given their overall attire, and by another much more senior figure, one that she could only recognise by his aura to begin with.
A General, and a Senshi of similar strength to her.
Convenient in the given circumstances as she was in a similar position to Psilomene, senses thoroughly flooded by the influx of powered individuals that had swarmed the area from various areas within the city. She had never experienced anything like it and felt just a touch overwhelmed, an experience that she did not like given she was an individual who prided herself on self control.
She was grateful that the General had spoken up, though he may have stated the obvious in regards to a few things, it did bring her back to the present and she flicked her coin in to view without a second thought. Not the most dangerous of things to be sure, but she could certainly make herself a nuisance and then make something at her level regret it. Add in a General and a Senshi and she was fairly certain that they stood a good chance of being more than an inconvenience.
"Cristobalite," she introduced herself at last and glanced between both parties. "And there is value in numbers given the circumstances," she nodded. She certainly may have preferred to work alone on occasion but with this many individuals present it would be suicide. "If we stick together we'll be much more useful," she pointed out before chuckling and flicking her coin in her hands.
A little of her confidence was coming back as she recovered from the sensation of so many being in her vicinity.
"And I wouldn't be too concerned with my well being just yet, the coin might not pack a punch but I most definitely do," she murmured towards Chambersite. Granted, if she wanted him to string up a cat, then she wouldn't say no... an order was an order after all.
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Corrupt Sailor Cymophane - G1, spying on the people in G2
Cymophane’s perpetual smile leveled out as they listened to General Ashanite’s response.
Then he was cringing. He knew his own General well enough at this point that he could make a pretty good guess as to how he would react. Frustration. Displeasure. Maybe a little sass to cover some helplessness.
Jet did not disappoint. Cymophane almost patted his shoulder consolingly but didn’t want to come off as patronizing. Instead, he stood at attention and accepted his orders with a cheerful salute. Don’t engage Knights or Eternals (Cymophane was pleased that Jet might think him capable of handling a Super or a Squire), and stay close to someone who could teleport. Right. Okay. That was simple enough.
“Baba and Deda look like easy targets,” he said with a jerk of his head toward the two old Pages (Empyrean and Paradise) through the trees. There were other auras joining them. “They’ve got a Super friend, Grecian dress, antlers on her tiara (Cybele). Couple more are close, but I can’t get visuals on them yet.”
Cymophane offered Jet another smile, then did the same for Faustite and his corrupt underling (Albite).
“Hot Stuff and I—” A jerk of his thumb toward Albite. “—could maybe handle them—” A flick of his hand toward the assembling Pages and Super Senshi. “—if the two of you want to deal with the hot mess happening in that general direction.” A flourish toward the fountain and the mayhem no doubt taking place there. “Unless you’d rather let Ashanite handle his own mess.”
Hyperborea scoffed at the two lower ranked officers who came to assist Ashanite, she assumed he was there direct superior which was a weird feeling for Hyperborea. "You'll regret those words Ashanite." Hyperborea spoke with a killer's calm.
Then a chibi appears and summoned...a seal. However this was not any seal it was a glowing and very loud seal, like a little angry sun. She was used to bright lights even without the magical protection from her own magic so that wasn't too bad as long as she shield her eyes but the noise it made was terrible. She was glad when it ended. She wanted to tell Caer to take the young senshi and run but she knew from experience that would only end in a disaster, no it was better to stand and fight. "Caer, Seal Girl fight together protect each other." She said somewhere between an order and advice.
Hyperborea channeled her magic as the tip of her staff began to glow a bright silver. She prayed Caer from all the years they had known each other would recognize the sight of her magic about to activate and respond appropriately protecting the Chibi in the process. She doubted any of the officers would know unless they had discussed with an officer she had actually fought in the past plus they were likely still recovering from the Chibi's attack. She raised her staff into the air creating a blinding and for her chaos foes burning explosion of unimaginably intense starlight.
She moved fast from there she rocketed forward at the now likely blind and presumable in pan General. She swung her staff hard and fast aiming for different points on the General's body as she attempted to drive him back away from the other fighters. "We need to have a chat old friend just you and me." She spat those last word. She let her magic run for about 15 seconds before dispelling it to conserve her energy in case she need it latter and to allow the other two order fights to attack the other officers.
"Back off now call off these officers, I don't want to hurt you or them but I will if I need to defend my friend." She said dispelling her staff and activating her aspect. She took a fighting stance.
Knight Spell
She holds up her staff as the head glows silver. It creates a bright explosion of silver starlight with Hyperborea at the center. It blinds and disorientates everyone else caught in the blast with their eyes open. It causes a great burning pain in her enemies and can at player discretion leave a sunburn like wound on people.
Channeling time: 60 secs. AOE: 10 ft
Cosmos Aspect
The silvery sheen of starlight covers the Knights of the Cosmos, and their touch is just as heavenly. It's warm and pleasant to most, but acidic and painful to corrupted beings. For the followers of Chaos, physical contact with one of these Knights feels like a mild chemical burn: although it does nothing in the way of actual damage, it's hard to tolerate it and the effects can last for a few seconds after contact.
His wife might ramble on about things others might deem pointless or unnecessary, but occasionally those rambles had a way of drawing attention to things, such as Ganymede’s absence. At a time like this, having her here would have been beneficial, but Empyrean doubted they would be seeing her tonight. With Valhalla out of town, and Paradise and himself unavailable to take the kids…
Empyrean frowned. Perhaps they shouldn’t have gone out on patrol after all.
Not that they could have guessed something like this would happen.
Despite the seriousness of the situation, Empyrean could summon a smile for Cybele. The idea of having more than one daughter figure in his life took some getting used to when he’d only ever known a life with three sons, but she was a sweet girl with a good heart.
“We were in the area when the distress call came through, but I believe we may be a bit outmatched.”
And it seemed they had very little time on their hands.
“We’ve been noticed, I think,” he observed.
There were figures through the trees, a couple of strong Chaos auras. Empyrean thought he heard their voices, but the words were unclear.
Nakhett had just gotten back to town the day before, brushing dust off of the various surfaces from her extended leave to teach some rich kid how to surf. A long trip, but lucrative. She wouldn't have to work unless she wanted to for several months. At least the people she'd drained in that coastal city would never likely see her again, so that had made energy draining very easy... especially when Moron (her mirror wraith) had decided to obey.
With practice, her senshi powers had been easier to call upon and utilize lately. While out and about there had been a sensation, a tugging at her mind. A summons, really. Even without it, she'd been close enough to Central Park to sense a flare up of several auras. Looked like a party, and she'd even been invited!
Ducking out of sight to power up, Sansuna took to the rooftops and leapt lightly along in her favorite fashion. With her speed, it took no time at all to drop lightly at the edge of the park itself. Crowded, for sure. The air was practically charged with power. One was even very familiar!
"Rematch," the Dark Mirror laughed lightly, true anticipation writ plainly on her features as she dashed headlong into area.
There were others here and there, dotted about, but she barely spared them a passing glance as she flashed by. There was only one real signature she was interested in, and another massive power seemed to be right on top of it. Sure enough, Sansuna slid to a halt alongside a towering oak to take in the situation.
The musclebound shield guy was definitely here, she was pleased to see. Her senses were growing sharper. What was irksome was the pink-haired half-pint that seemed to radiate power even stronger than the White Moon, and she was lunging at the man with daggers in hand.
Sansuna was moving as quick as a thought on an intercept course, already halfway closing the distance before one could blink.
"Oh no you don't!" she called, lightning crackling and coalescing along her right hand as she clenched a fist. "I have a score to settle with him. If you want a piece, get in line!"
Sansuna was nearly upon the Negaverse envoy, the sparking energy on her limb extending into a rough approximation of flickering claws. She was supremely confident that she'd reach the other woman before said woman reached the Order senshi. Speed was her realm, after all.
"Try this on: Flashing Strike!"
She thrust her powered fist forward, aiming right for Sylvite.
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Sailor Scout Attack: Flashing Strike - Lightning coalesces into the shape of a clawed gauntlet over the back of Sansuna's hand, after which she dashes forward at high speed to deliver a slashing blow to an opponent as she moves past. The strike can leave a temporary numbing sensation as determined by the receiving player. 3 uses.
Super Sailor Ara , Chibi Senshi of Illumination - C3
Ara was on the other side of the city when the call for help came but she started running immediately. She was thankful for her increased speed as a chibi as she raced across the city hopping from rooftop to rooftop until she eventually came to the park where a major battle was already under way. There were chaos agents and members of order fighting everywhere but one shinning seal caught her attention.
"Charybdis!" She began to race her way through the battlefield to help her best friend when suddenly the area was enveloped in a bright silver light. She waited for the intense light to dissipate before making her way there. She saw there was a General, a Captain, and a Lieutenant. On there side they seemed to have a glowing Knight, a Squire, Charybdis and herself. The glowing Knight engaged the General so Ara focused on the other two.
"Infinite Light Parade!" She called out sending 6 blasts of light at the Lieutenant and the Captain dividing the attack evenly between the two. She stood by Chaybdis. "My name is Super Sailor Ara and if you try to hurt my friend you'll have to deal with me too!" She declared.
Super Sailor Scout Attack: Infinite Light Parade
Six motes of light appear in the air behind Ara and fire toward her opponent(s). The blasts of light knocks an opponent back and blinds them and can at the other player's discretion leave a cut and burn where the light hits them (As a chibi the cut and the burn are minor). Time (blinded):25 seconds Uses: 3 Range: up to 7 feet (chibi)
Initially, Roselite had a smile for General Benitoite, but then there was a Corrupt Senshi and talk of “heads, other body parts,” and Roselite decided he would very much like to stay away from that, thank you. He wasn’t even sure what the point of that was, when starseeds were far more beneficial.
But it wasn’t his place to question such things, so he simply breathed a sigh of relief that he didn’t need to be involved as Benitoite and the Corrupt Senshi went off to their dark intentions. Roselite accepted his orders from Bloodstone with a nod, summoning his own weapon, dinky as it was.
Together, they began to make their way through the trees, avoiding what gathering groups and solitary figures they could. Most of the action seemed to be taking place near the fountain. Roselite had no desire to intervene, but he could observe from a distance, tuck himself into the shadows of the trees while Bloodstone did what Bloodstone did best.
They came to the western side of the fountain, stepped out from behind a couple of trees…
And bumped right into a Squire (Imbrium).
A shrill “Eep!” tore out of Roselite’s throat. He reacted on instinct, throwing the pathetic butterknife that was his weapon into the Squire’s face.
Arthuradel heard the call come in while she was out on patrol. She didn't like the sound of it and began to make her way towards the battlefield. She took off across the city moving at a speed for greater than any normal child would be capable of. She hoped she could make a difference in this fight even if only in a small way.
She arrived on the western part of the park where she saw so many fighters both order and chaos she didn't really even know where to begin. But then she saw a Captain and Lieutenant about to engage a Squire. That didn't seem fair so Arthuradel decided to even up the odd at least a little bit.
"Hey two against one isn't very fair at all." She called out as she ran at the back of the lieutenant leaping forward into a rolling hand spring to launch herself feet first at the back of the lieutenant. She tried to incorporate her many years of gymnastics into her fighting style.
