Anger coursed through him, thick and hot, like a flow of magma through his veins that he couldn't seem to stop. Celsus had a split second to register the general twisting Bifrost's arm, and then there was a sickening pop as the squire's arm was yanked out of its socket. Her scream was like sandpaper in his ears, and he staggered under her weight as she was thrown onto him, knocking the wind out of his ******** hell - "
He did not have time to be gentle; a dislocated shoulder, while painful, was not life threatening, and he could not afford to waste the precious few minutes he had, otherwise the civilians would be dead before he knew it. Celsus maneuvered himself out from beneath her and gripped her wrist briefly.
"Stay there - " he snapped, and took off, an entirely uncharacteristic snarl on his face as he turned towards the general.
"Where are the rest of them?" Celsus demanded, taking a step towards her, whip in hand. "Tell me, or I'll bloody ******** end you."
beejoux
a-disgruntled-dragon
Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2015 8:57 pm
The amusement park is now a mass of Chaos and Order members all fighting to rescue the civilians. The weather is dangerously close to a storm; winds are high, and the equipment, broken and derelict, is rather questionable to be around. There are still many civilians trapped in place that need assistance.
This RP is now open to any ORDER characters, regardless if they signed up or not! The civilians need rescuing, and those that are already in the fray are calling for backup!
If you are a CIVILIAN WHO NEEDS RESCUING: Please post in BOLD BLUE AT THE TOP OF YOUR POST! * Please only post this if you want someone to come in and get you! *
If you are a NEW ORDER CHARACTER that is just now entering the fray, please FIND A CIVILIAN and attempt to rescue them! Roll 1d4, and if you get an EVEN NUMBER, you have managed to untie them and get them free! You now need to escape the park, hopefully without getting caught by any Chaos agents! Celsus has asked that anyone coming in now please try not to engage the Chaos agents unless as a last resort!
As for the Order members already in the park: kick some Nega a**. But be careful! Chaos are vicious!
litian
Silent Spy
Tovil
Sirene Naiads
Sleet Tempest Snape
[Mistress Morbid]
Aurelius Ambrosius
Noir Songbird
a-disgruntled-dragon
Silverah
Kaefaux
Shanyume
Kaori_luv
Ryuthulhu
shyanimegrl
kuropeco
Dramatic Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2015 8:58 pm
(second quote list 2many for one post)
guine
Whimsical Blue
Lucyal
Daekie
Pixie Nyxie
Ivynian
Silent Spy
Pyry
Kaori_luv
LP
Noir Songbird
a-disgruntled-dragon
Iris_virus
dawns_aura
Kapoodles
Beejoux
Shanyume
frayedflower
fiction1119
Sleet Tempest Snape
Divine Saturn
~Kiana_Nala~
Matisha
[Mistress Morbid]
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Kaefaux
Syrie
wuthering gee
Tsunake
Ghouliboo
Sami-Fire
Posted: Fri Nov 06, 2015 9:47 pm
Leaving the Roller coaster - Dahlia - Nega Mauvian (cat person) HP: 35/35 Target: None (super sorry for the delay guys crying)
Both of the two 'troublemakers' were up and ready to fight? She wasn't naive. It was quite clear that they weren't ready to fight for her, nor join the Negaverse. Not yet. And surely they'd turn on her if they had the chance. But she would take what she could get.
Any chance to continue her sweet talking or confirm Empressite's answer that 'yeah there weren't any weapons here' was taken from her as the ground began to shift, the rotting wood of the floorboards shivering precariously. Because the universe refused to give her a break.
"We need to get down!" She agreed quickly to Annabel's notion, moving quickly to grasp the arm of the more quiet of the two girls. "Come on darling, let's get you out of here." The other two could help themselves, or at least she hoped so with all their bravado. So half leading, half dragging Dahlia quickly made her way down the rickety stairs to try and get away from the coaster before her day got even worse.
Lily - Hp 15/15 - Leaving Swings with Mistral! "Just ropes," Lily confirmed, staying still as could be while Mistral did what needed to be done. "I was walking home -- I think it might have been yesterday? -- from the store, but I couldn't tell you any more than that; my mind's all a little foggy until ten minutes ago." She hummed tunelessly, eyes flickering around the area, scanning the fights. "They're really going at it, aren't they? Seems like a waste. But I wouldn't know."
She flexed - stretched - her fingers, waited for the squire to finish her knotwork, and stared piercingly at the back of Pyrophanite's head. She wasn't especially bothered by him -- he was a kid, after all. And so was she. Kids did stupid things to gain attention and respect, didn't they? That's what everything said.
Kairatos Knight of Mars-Fighting Moonstone HP: 45 of 50 Attack Dice 1d12 Target: Moonstone
He'd had so many moments of doubt up till now, he'd wondered how it would feel to get back to fighting, but even when the huge youma dove between him and it's master, it felt every bit the rush it used to. Even the sensation of his knuckles slamming into the creatures thick, woody skin, tearing skin on his knuckles, just made adrenaline sing through his veins like a crescendo note.
The girls weapon, an odd thing like a cross between a Bat and a Totem pole, for what little he knew about those narrowly missed his head as he saw it coming, jerking his head aside and letting it bang down sharply onto his shoulder. The blow hurt, ringing through his armor and bones that had taken a much fiercer blow from Titan's hammer once, but maybe if he was lucky, maybehe could make her work to use it again as he jerked his arm up to try and trap the weapon between his bulls head pauldron and his shoulder... at least long enough to hold her in place for a swift kick
"Nice -try-! Try HARDER!" He challenged, as he threw out a sharp kick, hoping to send her flying with the kick before she could regain her feet from her leaping attack.
Metis could do her best with the youma, it had taken a solid blow, he reasoned she'd be able to keep the creature off his back, so to speak.
"Yep, total waste," confirmed Mistral, slipping the ropes free of the girl's wrists. She extended a hand to her, helping her down from the swing, and then looked around for where Eurydike and the two negaversers had gone. She could still feel them - senshi, corrupt, lieutenant - and she'd be able to catch up with them if they hurried. That other civilian needed to be rescued!
But first and foremost, she needed to make sure that this kid made it safely out of the park.
"Come on," she said encouragingly. "Steady on your feet. Let's get you to safety."
The swings creaked dangerously in the wind. Mistral threw an arm around the girl's shoulder and pulled her into a quick trot. "Let's get away from this thing, okay?
Daekie
Cleared w/ Kuro that I didn't need to roll.
Beejoux rolled 1 12-sided dice:
1Total: 1 (1-12)
Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2015 10:50 am
General Xenotime - HP: 41 - Target: Celsus
The woman was damn near giddy as the knight extracted himself from beneath his fallen comrade and demanded she stay down. It had her laughing, bright and joyous, as she watched him straighten, turning to her as she growled out a question.
"You'll end me?" Her hand rose to her chest, shoulders shaking in another soft round of laughter, before she was shaking her head, wiping away an imaginary tear. "You really think you can?" It was a cockiness born of experience, that even her run in with Thraen hadn't managed to shatter. She was still better trained than most of the participants in this little war. More ruthless, more disciplined, and that had always, and would always make the difference.
"You are more than welcome to try. I might even tell you what you want to hear, but yu're going to have to earn that."
Garbage and rubble scattered round them. The general stomped on the edge of a broken piece of something, flipping it up before kicking it at the knight's face. Taunting.
kuropeco
1 ******** damage/ Xe get your act together, woman.
Super Sailor Metis Fighting Moonstone HP: 40/40 Attack Dice: 1d10 Target: Magic to Moonstone (?), Physical Wasgo (2 dmg)
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The Super Senshi had kept her silence, even as she bristled to the new voice that accompanied one of the Chaos auras. Another Captain, another fight. Her only real concern were the civilians, and for a moment, Metis had hoped Kairatos could perhaps distract the Nega agent while she tried to zip into the haunted house and look for any captives. This thought was a bit... negated at the presence of a youma, its twisted shape amongst the copper energy of a human making her skin crawl.
The Knight had moved faster than she could, and for a moment Metis' head swam with the bombardment of copper waves. The figures moved and blended, making it difficult for her to pin-point whom was whom. Even with the warped, animalistic shape of the youma, when the figures got too close together... they were impossible to distinguish one figure of copper from the others. So she'd held back, trying to figure out whom was whom. She'd managed to pick up a heavy--rock? Broken brick? Cinderblock? Hell if she knew--and held the makeshift weapon tight in one hand whilst she focused her magic with the other. Hoping, praying really, she had the right target, Metis moved towards the fray, directing the orb of condensed colors towards what she hoped was the figure of the Negaverse Captain. "Mind's Eye Vision!"
It was only the corrosive energy of the youma that helped her even somewhat focus on that figure, moving towards the beast to try and slam the rock she held into its body. Least if she could try and distract it from Kairatos, he could maybe take care of the Captain...
Ryuthulhu
Syrie
Your call if she hits both, or only hits Wasgo with magic & physical (magic does no damage)!
Magic Info:
Visual: xxxLike before, hovering her fingers above the gem on her tiara, orbs of various colors flow out of the sapphire, slowly condensing into one large white orb which she then flings at a single target. The orb remains whole as it flies out to the target, only to vanish into them without a trace. Effect: xxxOnce the orb vanishes into the target, they would find themselves bombarded with unintelligible, jumbled, and all around random visions of... the future? The visions in their head would come in such a rapid succession that focusing on the present could be quite difficult, though not necessarily impossible. The visions last for 10 seconds.
"What are you, five?" Her tone was haughty to the man with the pizza and the makeshift contracts, nose upturned as she sneered from her shackled position on the floor. Her eyes had taken in the purple scrawled pages with disgust, hackles already raised when he'd begun to try and sell this concept of being hired--bullshit--into their enterprise. "If you're going to try and bullshit someone, at least go to the ******** effort of making proper and official looking documents, not this layman's garbage." She worked with contracts and notaries all day long to authenticate pieces and had half her working life consumed with red tape. This kid's attempts were just a mockery to her.
Cat's temper snapped and crackled, and in a huff she wriggled onto her butt and began trying to last out with her bound feet at the dude in the suit. "Jackass! Untie us right now!" Her voice was rising, a hell of a roar from such a tiny body.
It wasn't liquid courage that was assisting her, but rather, a courage formed by a smidgen of familiarity. She'd heard his voice, the voice of the guy she'd met on her fire escape. Somewhere outside, but booming and echoing nonetheless. "Kairatos," she screamed, hoping her voice would ricochet through the dilapidated building to wherever the dude in the bull armor was. "You stalker b*****d, get us the <********> out of here!" Ok not the most endearing terms, but she really meant 'stalker' in the most affectionate terms, given the circumstances. Her dark eyes narrowed at the man with the pizza again, her sneer not holding an ounce of friendliness. "You're no Morpheus," she spat, "you're just another Agent Smith. Shoo fly, don't bother us."
Eternal Sailor Kerberos, Senshi of Asphodel -- 50 HP -- Engaging Moonstone, but not attacking yet!
Kerberos had started making his way through, but his eyes fell on a familiar figure - the bull shoulderpiece was identifier enough, and that had the Eternal making his way through towards where Kairatos and an unfamiliar Super were tangling with a Captain.
"Need any help?" He asked. The Captain was unfamiliar too, but that was just fine. He was all too happy to tangle with anyone who was brutal and violent and Chaos - and especially happy to go after youma.
God, he hated youma.
Syrie
Kaefaux
Ryuthulhu
Syrie rolled 1 10-sided dice:
8Total: 8 (1-10)
Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2015 1:56 pm
Captain Moonstone - Fighting Kairatos! HP 34 of 40 Attack Dice 1d10 Target: Kairatos for 8 DMG
Moonstone's bat hit the Knight with a satisfying thunk though it missed his crap-lousy face entirely - Keep calm, keep calm. Focus. Swing carefully-- - and afforded her opponent a chance to capture her weapon and kick the breath right out of her; solid foot connecting with her bared midriff and sending her flying backwards without her weapon. As if that wasn't enough, as she flipped to land in a skidding crouch, the stupid senshi hit her with some godawful magic that gave her vision-flashes as bad as the ones played out behind closed eyes in the dark, bright and fleeting on pitch, like a strobe in a darkened club.
"Harder? You want harder??" The woman summoned her weapon again and dug her feet into the ground, charging back in for the Knight, ignoring the senshi who would find herself facing down a damaged - but by no means safe - Wasgo. It was difficult to keep her head, but she managed to push the visions and pain away, put her rage into a more useful configuration as she'd been taught and came at Kairatos again, darting low for his legs - which seemed less protected than the rest of him, save his head.
But really, she'd take any hit she could give, especially with the arrival of another Order senshi, this one with those ridiculous buttwings. "Stay back, dog, I'll deal with you in a moment." Moonstone's blood boiled, but even she knew that she couldn't face down a Knight, a Super, and an Eternal. That was extraneous for a Captain.
She'd need help.Too bad her hands were a bit busy, or she'd call for it.
Youma Wasgo - Fighting Metis! HP 8 of 20 Attack Dice 1d10 Target: Metis for 9 DMG
Wasgo found itself hit by magic that crawled along the nooks and crannies of it's massive body and set it distracted long enough for Metis to smack it in the head with a chunk of debris, a small bit of it's body broke off and scattered like ash, but the bulk of the beast was untouched, even with the spiderwebbing of cracks left from absorbing Kairatos' initial blow.
The beast made a sound like Hell ripping open and twisted it's head, jaws grabbing the Super Senshi off-center and biting down on the left side of her body, stopped by metal corsetry that made biting less fun. Wasgo shook Metis too and fro like a ragdoll, heedless of her struggles and liking the cries she made when the pressure of it's jaws increased to grind bones and shorten breath.
It was like a dog with a new chew toy, violently jerking the young woman about and then releasing her into the air, savaged. Wasgo was a good boy, Mistress would be pleased.
Wasgo watched Metis hit the ground and started stalking towards her all over again.
Kaefaux
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Whimsical Blue rolled 1 12-sided dice:
10Total: 10 (1-12)
Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2015 2:25 pm
CAROUSEL ((moving away)) - GENERAL CINNABAR - NEGA - HP: 50/50 Targeting: Kairatos (( Glamour has now been dropped and she appears as a half youma! ))
The woman smiled as she squeezed his shoulder and released him.
"Now, run. Head that way, look for an exit." She said as she pointed the way out. It was probably smack into the middle of any order forces that were arriving, but they'd only be furthering her goal as she highly doubted they'd hurt him. No... he'd leave and he'd come back, and then would be theirs. Idiots.
Turning away, she took off at a jog and jumped from the carousel for the ground. A few running steps and she vaulted the low fence that encased the ride and kept it separate from the crowds that used to flock here. As she moved, the general finally let her glamour drop and with it it came a wash of auras she hadn't been able to sense before. Black red eyes narrowed at the sheer number of order and her lips curled in a snarl.
They just needed enough of a distraction for the young Tolliver to escape... and get their own people out safely. Chains rattled as she landed, her coat settling around her, and Cin searched the auras for any that felt familiar. None particularly called out, but there were knots of people... and one in particular that stuck out, for having no less than three order soldiers against one of their own, a captain. That's unfair odds, Children. I think I should even it out a little bit, don't you? She smiled and took off running, heading in a beeline dead center of the knot.
The figures cleared cover in short order and her excitement surged at what she saw; Moonstone, someone she had trained with, facing down the Bull, with two sense she didn't know. Lips pulled back from her fangs as she threw herself at them, sweeping past Wasgo.
"Three against one is hardly fair!" She called, spreading her hands to slide claws from her fingertips. "Mind if I join you?"
Despite the logic that said to engage the others, the Bull had her full attention. There was no other opponent for her today, not with their history.
"Long time no see, Lovely! Miss me?" She laugh as she lunged and swung at him, aiming for his face as Moonstone aimed for his legs.
Kairatos Knight of Mars - Fighting Moonstone! HP 27 of 50 Attack Dice 1d12 Target: Moonstone for 11 damage.
The sharp kick to the exposed parts on his legs hurt like hell, and he hissed in pain as his knee took much of the blow. That was going to leave a mark, might take icing down later... but yes....
"More like it!" He growled back. The sound of Cat's voice from the funhouse made him even more eager to get on with this though. He knew her! He knew her and they'd TAKEN her. NOT OK. "There's civilians inside the funhouse!" He shouted to Kerb. "We can't let them hurt them!"
He swung an aggressive backswing with his fist at Moonstone as he called out, hoping to catch her with the armored gauntlet.
Unfortunately, focused on Moonstone, he missed the extra energy of Cinnabar until her claws raked down the side of his face, and there was suddenly blood running into his eye and hot burning pain from her claws running down the side of his face and neck.
"CINNABAR!" Crap. CRAP. Last time he'd seen her, she'd seen conflicted, but she certainly didn't seem that way now.
Noir Songbird
Kaefaux
Syrie
Apparently he doesn't like people going for the legs.
