Since her transfer to the Destiny City branch of the Negaverse, Thermite had never since encountered so many lapses of judgment, abject failures, and poorly planned operations as she had in her current position. In fact, she started to consider the Destiny City branch as terribly cursed for how many setbacks it endured - though she could not quite determine how it still remained in operation. Inwardly she had been wondering how Laurelite and Apatite put up with any of it, and how they hadn't yet resigned from the position (as she would have, most assuredly).
But to watch as senshi and knights spilled into the castle proved the most jarring and unquestioningly impacting experiences of her career. Here, in the castle, was their stronghold and their safety. Here was where lieutenants could be trained and shown around without fear of encountering the enemy. Here was their one place of quiet where they could accomplish their non-combative tasks. Here was their only assurance that the enemy could not reach them.
And yet, they did. She could not puzzle why or how it happened. She had no time.
Struggling to make sense of the situation, Thermite summoned her weapons to hand. She held five perfectly usable concussive blasts in her palms - and needed only a cluster of targets to attack. Twenty-five in total, she reassured herself. Make them count. I can do this.
The intelligence branch officer readied herself, spreading her stance wide and sinking low as she waited for the intruders to congregate in a useful pattern. As she hadn't seen combat in ages, Thermite was unsure if she was up to the task.
Quote:
Thermite is open for battle!
Ochre, Negaverse Super Senshi
The castle grew to be a warped sense of comfort to the corrupted senshi, and he visited often with quota earnings. He knew he could've simply handed the energy off to Xenotime without ever setting foot in the place, but he found more interest in trawling the halls while he was here. The castle was a separate world, wholly theirs, and one in which he was well-acquainted. The ubiquitous violet crystals provided enough light for him to navigate the halls with speed, and his growing familiarity with the place lent to a competent mental map.
But even with all the exploratory value in the castle, one of his favorite haunts was, perhaps perversely, the cell area. Ochre often found himself standing before his old cell, staring between the bars at the crystal-laden wall. He remembered etching into one of the crystals for every time he slept, long or short, in hopes it meant some measure of time had passed. Now that he learned the count of months that he spent here, Ochre finally had meaning to assign to those marks. However, he never lingered long - often he received taunts by passing Negaverse agents that he may find himself on the other side of the bars once more if he didn't find something more productive to do with himself.
Having finished the moment's expeditions, Ochre descended stairs, rounded hallways, and navigated his way toward the more central portions of the castle. He passed through a cavern as a shortcut, and found himself within the great hall facing the great double doors when they burst forth with a flood of markedly uncorrupted senshi and knights.
"The ********?" Furrowing brow, he looked to the other officers involved. They looked mostly bewildered, with some scared and some proud to fight for their kingdom. Ochre shifted toward the wall and watched the brewing battles, trying to pick out who had useful magic for him to copy.
First the capture, and now this. Did someone give up the location of the Castle and how to get here? That has to be it- But all speculation died to a singular urge of seek and destroy.
Quote:
Ochre is also open for interaction!
Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2016 8:39 pm
Gunaditonite, Disposable General
Guna's eyes twinkled. Her statement was an open invitation—something the general would gladly answer to. The chaos within his heart twisted a smile on his face as the desire to kill surged him forward one, two steps. He had a newfound courage now that had pushed his hesitation to the back of his mind.
"I'd be happy to," the general said, twisting the ornate end of the spear between both of his hands. "Die like the scum you are!"
Suddenly, Guna lunged the spear forward toward the senshi, aiming directly for her chest and starseed.
Almost as soon as the question left Librite's mouth, she found General Reapettite took her by the hand and pretty much dragged her along, leaving the Lieutenant stumbling to keep up. The General marched firmly along, straight towards the sounds of fighting. Well, that did make sense, they would have to fight off the intruders...
All too soon they came into view, and Reapettite was swiftly hit by one of the intruders. Then the General gave Librite an actual order. She looked at the knight in question and swallowed hard. She could feel that the knight's energy signature was strong, enough so that she immediately knew she was outmatched. But orders were orders, and she had to follow. (Not to mention if she tried to run now, right in front of the General, she probably risked the supreme displeasure of her commanding officer, and feared the punishment would be swift and painful.)
"Y-yes, General," she replied, trying not to sound too scared. For the sake of having something to hold on to, she summoned her weapon: a simple bookend, exactly like she used to see in the library. It wasn't exactly an awe-inspiring armament, but at least it wasn't as useless as some junky "weapons" she'd seen others with. This thing might actually hurt a bit if she hit someone just right with it.
She clutched the small metal object in one hand and approached the knight warily, trying to figure out some plan of attack. She'd only begun combat training, and really had just been trying to learn the basics so far. Was there any way she could actually hope to hurt this person, someone far stronger and (presumably) experienced than her? ...And was that knight glowing?
Meighei
a-disgruntled-dragon
Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2016 8:43 pm
The sight of blood, knowing he'd hit his target, brought a smile to his face as he watched the senshi slide across the ground. Oh, she had avoided being speared but she hadn't missed his weapons deadly blade entirely. As he landed on the ground, a heap of fabric, the stared at her for a moment and banishing his weapon, ignoring the knight and the storm glass, he dove at the senshi.
Gloves fingers poised much like claws as he threw his slender form at her. His fingers going right for her face and whatever he could get. Hoping to distract her enough to put his feet and knees in to action and kick at her and aim to knee her. He was not one to care for how he won a fight so long as he won it. Dirty tricks, hair pulling, and other things were not above him...not when he wanted to win and honestly - who wanted to lose?
"I'm going to rip your pretty little starseed from your chest and crush it - right in front of your dying eyes." He hissed out to her, he would indeed do just that if he could. He'd killed before and would kill again...and again - and again.
Being the more cautious one didn't necessarily slow him down--though certainly if he had his way he'd be trying to scope out the battle and try to figure out vantage points before racing in. But when Skoll drew on the grin, readying for a fight in her head as much as her body, Hati only mimicked her. He bared his teeth in a wicked grin, hulking mass readied to lunge at a target.
This wasn't a street brawl. But it was kinda close. Just with some higher stakes than he really wanted to think about.
"Right behind ya," he said to his sister, keeping barely a step behind her as she charged in. Not that it took them long to find a piece of the fray themselves. Hati's smile never wavered as he observed the guy with a freaking turkey leg in his hand. "If you want to get back to dinner, by all means," he taunted, throwing his arms wide as he encouraged the furious agent to take a swing. "Could go for a bite right now."
The Negaverse had weapons. Which sucked. Badly. But supposedly? Senshi magic could do just as well when paired with their own capabilities. He wasn't too sure his magic was so capable, but hey. He was willing to put things to the test in the thick of it.
a-disgruntled-dragon
Silverah
----
Super Sailor Metis, Senshi of the Third Eye
Entering the castle had been rather akin to a punch to the gut. And a hammer to the head. Here... here the copper auras lit up the area incredibly clear. The tendrils of energy that signified the taint of Chaos, and different tint of the senshi, the knights... It was enough to boggle her mind and made her stumble a bit as she tried to grasp what her mind was viewing.
"Houshi, please try to stay safe," she murmured to the girl before releasing her hand, giving Houshi a quick and hopeful smile. She didn't think she had to repeat stay close for the umpteenth time, even as her heeled boots began to clack and skirts rustle as she moved quickly. Towards.. what?
No real target. At least... not at first.
A figure caught her attention, a figure and a youma of familiar silhouettes. The General and his youma from the rooftop, when she'd been aided by the Eternal. Now that she could actually tell them apart. One that seemed to be aiming for a Knight (Sess). Speaking in a language she could only thank Iris for, Metis rushed forward, summoning her magic on the fly as she aimed for the Negaverse General (Aurostibite)--and incredibly grateful she could now tell the difference between him and another target. "Mind's Eye Vision!"
"Back down, General." This might have been his domain. But like hell was she going to sit back and mind her manners while they had so little time to get as deep into the castle as possible if they wanted to actually inflict real damage here.
Noir Songbird
If you have time to jump in!
Guine
HI SESS SHE'S NOT HITTING YOU THIS TIME~
kuropeco
YOU.... Magic: Once the white energy 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.
Lucretia was furious. Electricity sparked around her head, the bulbs flickering a bit as her emotions flared them brighter. She'd been relaxing in her room, her only safe haven now that she was a half-youma, when she'd heard the sounds of battle. In her home.
Her sanctuary. Carnotite could barely contain her screams, trying to channel all that rage and frustration into her speed to get her a** down to that battleground. She felt sick to her stomach, seeing so many Order agents there. Senshi, knights. It was the highest offense. Oh sure, she could see others of the Negaverse fighting back, but how did they even get in?
If they ******** up her WiFi, Carnotite was going to flay them. "And you wonder why people call you terrorists?!"
[Carnotite is open for interaction!!]
Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2016 9:41 pm
Aegir, Super of Silence(with Monty, Thyrmr, and Ash - Being attacked by 34 dead officers walking >F)
So boned. Already. He'd headed off Jarethite's attack on Thyrmr and was paying for it - first with a solid smack on his a** and then with a flurry of blows that sucked. And worse, as he rolled back onto his feet to face the spikey-haired captain again, he could see not one, but two - three!?!? more officers coming for his team. Watching Buffalowingite attacking Monty, only to have Ash step in to block caused him to take a quarterstaff blow nearly in the face, though he managed to twist away and block well enough take it on a the forearm.
Can't pay attention to everyone, this ******** too dangerous. Oh, but he wanted to. Needed to. They were his team. Even Ash, who was usually behind a screen guiding them, was throwing herself wholly in. Gotta get rid of this guy, fast, help them. "You can do this--" He called out, hoping the others would hear him and take heart. Monty and Thyrmr both had a history of feeling inadequate in combat...and Ash, well. She just wasn't usually in the thick of such things, but this was different.
As he fought, it became very clear that Jarethite wanted him off his feet; too bad for the Officer, Aegir was really good at keeping himself upright - or, when he was knocked down by that whirling quarterstaff, at rolling/jumping right back up to swap blows some more. Stepping back for distance once more, the Super of Silence jumped, timing a leap with one of the captain's swings in the hope that he'd judged correctly and would land a really nice kick to their head.
He had just been planning on spending some time training with in the Negaverse when that plan had been derailed by way of the alien terrorists. The Lieutenant was not amused to say the least at the chaos going on as his team mates were attack in their own home base. Did they really think they could get away with this? That they wouldn't retaliate for this and for the officers who had been captured not long ago? He was there with the team that recovered the missing agents so to him, the two attacks were more then personal.
"I don't think you realize just what kind of consequences this will bring on yourselves!" He angrily said to no one in particular then got ready to jump into the battle to help out his fellows. He didn't bother summoning his weapon since it would be absolutely useless.
Quote:
Open for interaction!
Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2016 10:09 pm
Disposable Captain Effitinite: Dead as a Door Nail
Oh this itty biddy gurl was not calling her classless! The absolute gall of the entire thing! The idiocy of the very situation at hand. How had these Senshi even gotten in here!
"Sit on a sharp stick! I am queen of class!" Snarling like a rabid wet cat, she lunged. Her laugh a whip crack as she caught the senshi briefly with an edge of her tambourine. So excited by the sight of fresh blood that she missed the fists that were swinging in for her beautiful face. The power of the punches knocking her right off her stilettos, staggering like a new a** fawn and tripping right over onto her own demonic weapon. Shed been clutching it far too tightly, and had made the fool mistake of catching herself on the floor with it still in hand. She forgot herself how sharp that s**t could be against something as soft and fragile as ones throat....
Effitinite gasped and there was blood, clenched with both hands at her own slashed throat as precious precious life liquid drained out over her quickly weakening grasp; quicker even than their generous dark healing could compensate for. Staining dark across her fingers, and soaking her beautiful dress. Tambourine slipping out of her fingers with a dull clack. Unable to call to aid, to move, to do more than die pitifully by her own hands and a kick a** senshi's right hook.
Effitinite gurgled and slumped over onto her face, eyes rolling up into her head before closing forever. The ground around her slicking red. Her body briefly twitching before finally going completely still. The dark tambourine laying as dead and silent as she now was.
NovaCracker
Sailor Ferris You are fun and I adore you and I'm sorry life isn't going well! I WISH YOU OODLES OF GOOD FORTUNE! Also, killing effitinite off so that Ferris can be freed of the battle -nods-
Shiningamisgirl
Ruthless Consumer
Offline
Sleet Tempest Snape
Noble Vampire
Offline
Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2016 10:23 pm
Looking sharply to Gevuadan, and the weapon he summoned, he looked to the rest of the group. He was going to separate from them? he was expecting them to find Metalia on their own? He wanted to speak up, to tell him to stay - that they needed him. But the other was, as far as he could tell, determined to fight here and not remain with them and lead them.
Shaking his head, using it as an opportunity to flip his hair from his face, he looked to Erebus and prodded him. "No leaving." As if he hadn't said it earlier and needed to say it again. He knew the other wouldn't leave him but perhaps seeing the other Ganymede knight leave had him worrying needlessly? Either way he was ready to move out, they had to move and quickly to get to where they were going. "We go now?"
Sunshine Alouette
Guine
Natsuko-neko
MoonKitsune
Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2016 11:19 pm
Disposable Lieutenant Tryptophanite is Attacking Sailor Hati!
Tryptophanite roared in frustration, his voice cracking at the indignity of it all. Dinner? Did this senshi think that this was all some kind of joke? He'd been planning to go for the girl, take her out, and then deal with the other one... but honestly, what the ******** ever. He'd wipe them both out for this. <******** YOU MAN," he yelled, turkey leg raised high as he charged at the young man. "I'M GONNA SLAUGHTER YOU."
There was so much going on it was hard to focus on just what was actually happening! It left Lacrimosa feeling out of place and woefully under trained, her own fault really. She also still couldn't reconcile herself to go and actually attack someone without good and actual reason.
Which would probably be her downfall in all of this, in all honesty.
As a familiar flash of red hair caught her eye, it gave way to her own distraction. Just in time to get a clipboard in the face. Stumbling back a bit, brown eyes widened in surprise. She'd allowed herself to get distracted and thus hit.
In a place she didn't know and couldn't afford to allow herself to be lax.
"That's one way to say hello," she quipped to the Negaverser, moving herself into a stance to defend herself. She wasn't going to allow the action to go unnoticed.
shyanimegrl
i am torn on if i want her to be a part of what kills your disposable or not. she's never killed before :'D
Strickenized
for catching sight of ochre
Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2016 12:00 am
Bifrost Knight - Fighting Librite & Reapettite
How typical, a general sending in their underlings to do their bidding for them. Bifrost sighed, and swung her shield through the air.
"How deplorable! Using your subordinates as a shield!" she said, aiming the shield to hit Librite in the side and send her flying. Oh she was going to break that General once she got to her.
Meighei
mewrose
Sailor Skoll - With Hati and Tryptophanite
"Skoll's Pack Advance!" Skoll tipped her head back in a howl, a wave of power flowing over her and Hati. She grinned at his joke about the food, and rushed forward, darting between Tryptophanite and Hati. She clenched a fist and snapped it out, aiming for his solarplexes.
"Mmmm that looks like an awful tasty drumstick...." She licked her lips, waggling her eyebrows at the guy waving it around. Oh this would be fun.
Quote:
[ Skoll's Pack Advance ] Skoll calls her magic and howls. She and her allies, up to four, all gain a small boost to their agility and speed as long as they are within 15 ft of her and can hear her howl. This boost remains for fifteen seconds, and she can use her magic up to three times in one battle. This effect is negated if an ally is out of earshot, Skoll is silenced, or an ally moves out of the 15ft radius.
She did not laugh upon making contact, but Clipboardite might as well have been perhaps since her grin did visibly widen though.
"Honey, don't you know? This is war and war's a ball, that's what it's supposed to be, right?" She chattered as though she wasn't really paying any mind if she was spouting nonsense or not. "And that's why all is fair when it comes to it I suppose." And with that said, she decidedly targetted Lacrimosa to be the receiver of more generous lashing swipes of her clipboard of pages of paper collectively slicing through the wind along with her enthusiastic dance of violent hostility.
White Trickster Rabbit
((Teh struggle is real uvu <3! /snugs and gives a nod in understanding))
Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2016 1:20 am
Lieutenant Hessite(is watching the fight, shocked and confused and is open to having her butt kicked)
Visiting the castle was always a strange mix of awkwardness and awe. Hessite wasn’t sure she would ever get used to wandering the hallways, especially since she usually found herself lost and had to ask for directions. But she was here to report on the last couple of weeks (and probably explain while she hadn’t been very active) and her heels echoed with each step.
“Is it this corner?” She worried her bottom lip with her teeth and when she stopped walking, she heard it. The faint echoes of screams and shouts. It sounded like… well, it sounded like a fight. Hessite stood frozen as her heart skipped frantically in her chest.
She had to go look, it was her duty. If somebody was in trouble, she needed to try help.
Hessite ended up turned the corner, now at a rapid pace and stumbled down a set of stairs right into the midst of the battle. She actually screamed in surprise, hand to her mouth and when she stepped backwards, tripped backwards and sat heavily on the stairs she had just come down from.
There were senshi everywhere, fighting her brothers and sisters of the Negaverse. They were killing her new family. This was the first time Hessite had even seen a senshi in the flesh and she wanted to cry.
The sounds of battle started to get closer as Crunch stalked down the castle corridors, as did the cloyingly sweet auras of Order.
It was sickening, the different power levels seeming to merge together in one disgustingly sweet mess.
Crunch hated sweets.
His first encounter with the Order had been in the form of a senshi - a base rank by the feel of it - and his club had helped him make short work of dispatching her.
She was one of many though and so he had continued on, heading towards a group of senshi that seemed to be with.. With...
Blue eyes looked startled as he took in the woman in the senshi outfit and what looked to be cat ears (Ash) and in that moment he believed all the tales that he had been told about the senshi being alien invaders - because what the hell?!
Distracted as he was, Crunch was slow to realise that one of the group had spotted him up until the point where a mass of pink and white and orange was leaping for him (Thrymr).
It was too late to dodge properly and there was not much time to make a decision and so in the moments before impact Crunch desummoned his weapon, his breath slipping out in a pained hiss as the kick connected.
Not that he was going to let it stand as he reached out to grab at the senshi's - and a super one at that if he was reading the aura right - ridiculous white hair with the intention of yanking viciously.
He was going to make this group of Order intruders sorry that they had ever come here - every single last one of them - and he was going to start with this Super.
