Arthur the - now CAT guardian HP: 20/30 Inventory: x2 Healing potions and 2 Attack Potions -- Using one Attack potion from the roll.
Arthur curled around Cheom as glass fell, considering he was much taller than her. "No. Language is right. This is terrible!" He wasn't about to scold her for swearing. If he started now, he would have to scold almost every senshi he met and he did not have the energy in his old bones for that kind of battle. This one was hard enough.
With one bottle, Cheom chucked it at the woman of glass. Then with the other she -
Arthur paused, staring back at a black panther. A very nice, shapely panther.
I had dreams about this.
But it was Cheom crying back at him, and the simmer went a little colder. Just a little. It was there there.
Why can't the world just let me have nice things?
Sighing, he moved over and smiled. "Just walk. It takes practice but it's not that hard. I mean, I learned how to walk on two legs. That's two less legs than normal. More legs should be easier." Despite his own restraint, he reached out and petted her head. So soft. If only -
He shook his head and reached for a bottle. It looked just as volatile as the one Cheom had and he threw it at the woman. Then, watching it hit it's mark, he went for another.
And he too turned into a animal.
Not a beautiful Panther.
Not a lovely cat.
Arthur was a blue whale! Well, he was actually an white blue whale. HA!
The massive mammal expanded out and laid there, large with a single star upon it's massive brow.
"WHAT THE HELL AM I?!!!" He called out, and with a puff of air sprayed water around from his blowhole.
He moved his arms - now fins - weakly. He moved his NO LEGS and opened his mouth to bellow.
"OH NO I'm A FISSSHHH!!!!!!"
Aria Starstone
Dmg: 50 (Rolled and used a Attack Bottle)
Syrie rolled 2 4-sided dice:
4, 4Total: 8 (2-8)
Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 8:11 pm
[Corrupt Mab] HP: 20/35 ATK: +2
With all the magical dynamite thrown at 1999 Christina Aguilera, things seem to be heading in the right direction. Some smug words and an angry tantrum later, Mab and the others are covered in lacerations from shattered glass.
And she's holding a second health potion. Neat. It gets added to the first.
Not so neat: the sudden lightness on Mab's head and neck. The feel of hair tickling at her ears. Mab's now empty hands lifted to touch gingerly at her head. It was very much like her civilian hair cut, which was...odd.
A horrifying thought came upon the senshi: did this mean that she would be bald or sporting a buzz powered down!? She ******** hoped not, a health potion was nice, but it wasn't worth her goddamn hair.
[Page Cheomseongdae is ENTERING] Inventory: 1 Health Potion, 50 PT Attack Potion, 50 PT Attack Potion HP: 15 / 35
Cheom was glad that Arthur wasn't bothered by her language, and thought it was sweet of her friend to try to protect her from the glass, even if it did not work. She took a deep breath, and was grateful for his calm suggestion, and his point. She tried it... It took a little confusing coordination, and she did not see his reactions to her new form. She finally managed to get it right, and was about to say something to Arthur when... She was blown sideways by a sudden AIR explosion, as something massive suddenly took place next to her.
She managed to regain her feet, and spun to face where her friend had been and her cat jaw dropped as she processed the fact that there was a WHALE there. A... Blue Whale. She was about to call out, worriedly, to Arthur when the whale spoke in... Arthur's voice but HUGE. She stared and then finally the only answer she could think of came out. "You're not a fish, you're a WHALE. They're MAMMALS."
And then she snarled in fury and spun to face the Blue b***h. "YOU CAUSED THIS!" She managed to grab her second attack potion and threw it, HARD, at her, taking another hit but wanting revenge for her good friend.
DMG: 50
MoonKitsune
Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 8:26 pm
Arthur the - AN ALBINO BLUE WHALE HP: 20/30 Inventory: x2 Healing potions
"I HAVE FINS! WHAT KINDS OF CREATURE WORTHY OF EVEN LIVING HAS FINS!!! I EAT THIS STUFF FOR LUNCH!!!!" Arthur cried out, his voice amplified by his massive body.
Panicking, his large eyes looked to the woman from before and he turned his body enough to flap his fin in her direction. "YOU GOTTA CHANGE ME BACK YOU WEIRD WOMAN! CEASE THIS!!! GIVE ME A BOTTLE! TURN ME INTO ANYTHING ELSE BUT THIS!!!"
He threw his other bottle he had been keeping on him from before.
Aria Starstone
Dmg: 50 (Using the Attack Bottle won from the trials)
The glass shards had been wholly unwelcome, and Basiluzzo was quite caught by surprise when they began raining down. With no cover, there was little he could do to keep them from cutting and biting into his skin and leaving strips and streaks of red behind. He swore heatedly, managing to protect his face only by virtue of pulling his vest up around it until the glass rain stopped.
Of course, that made it easier for them to cut into his back and shoulders, and he crouched down instinctively, wishing he had something that could stop the glass shards slicing into his skin. That did not make the sand and sweat on his skin feel any better, and he winced visibly as the cuts began to sting in addition the pain already present. It prevented him from moving, for a moment. The only saving grace was that, close to the sand as he was, he realized that things were falling to the ground. He grabbed for a couple of bottles, tucking one of them away and standing with the other in hand, the cork already out between his teeth.
Hoping it was something that could make the cuts hurt less, he spat out the cork and quaffed it without a second thought. The empty bottle was tossed out into the sand alongside the cork as he turned his attention back to the matter at hand. The pain wasn't going away, however, movement making him swear again.
...That was not his voice.
That was not his voice.
Bewildered, he whirled to face Encke where he'd ended up nearby. "What's happened?"
[Page Cheomseongdae is a Black Panther With Small White Spots] Inventory: 1 Health Potion, 50 PT Attack Potion, 50 PT Attack Potion HP: 15 / 35
"You're currently the LARGEST Animal to ever have lived, Arthur! Blue whales are bigger even then the largest DINOSAUR that ever lived. They can sing, and apparently have high intelligence. They're not so bad, really! It could have been so much worse, you could have been a Blobfish!" She was trying to make him feel better about what his current form was.
If asked, however, she would acknowledge she was possibly failing, despite her best attempts. She bounded back over, after her newly finned friend attacked the Crazy Bottle Woman, and gave him a friendly nuzzle as close to his cheek as her RATHER smaller body could manage.
"We'll defeat her, and you'll be back to normal and so will I! We'll be ok, I am sure of it, Arthur." Hopefully this was better then her previous attempts, but she could not do much for him other then stay close, and try to protect him.
Sailor Seiryuu, Senshi of the East HP: 20/35 Damage: N/A Inventory: 1 Attack Potion (Using 1 so now I have 1 LOL)
Seiryuu Damage: 50
The little seahorse was flitting around Genbu, throwing out the potion it had when it got a good look at its cousin who suddenly had boobs. To be honest, Eury looked well....
"HAHA COUSIN." Her tail came up, shocked to hear her own voice from the little sea dragon creature before she laughed again. "Thought you'd never see a pair of those baddies eh?"
She turned to Genbu again, and was even in more shock when her sort of girlfriend became a really hot dude. Like let's be real, she'd flirt with Genbu regardless but...."Hey you think if you kiss me, it'll lift the spell?" She gave Genbu heart eyes and then flitted around to Nembus, whose hair magically disappeared.
It was the shouting of an individual nearby that had Meissa looking around for the source. She'd seen various animals appearing on the field of battle and had deduced that perhaps some of the potions that had fallen and been opened, unleashing more chaos on the field. Her gaze locked on a panther that was rolling a bottle back and forth and slowly Meissa approached keeping her hair off the ground with a little bit of difficultly. She watched the panther before deciding it was safe and reached down to take the proffered bottle. "I could probably use this better than you could, if you are giving it up freely. Thank you though."
Meissa reached down, and hoping she wasn't taking many liberties, ran a gloved hand over the panther's ears before stumbling over her hair again. She landed on her knees and hit two more bottles and while one was a health potion ... it seemed like the other potion had some unintended affects. 'Oh dear, this might get take some getting used to.' Meissa rose and felt the strangest shift in her balance. It would definitely take some getting used too.
DMG Total: 7
frayedflowers
Meissa says thank you for the attack potion.
Inventory: 1 Health Potion (restores 10 HP) 1 Attack Potion (does 50 HP Damage) 1 Super Health Potion (obtained from 'scavenging') 1 Attack Potion (from Malaise)
Arthur - Still a white blue whale. Still panicking. Still wishing he was a hot cat with hot mega cats. Hating life. Contemplating life choices. HP: 20/30 Inventory: Healing Bottles x2
"NO FISH IS SMART! THEY ARE ALL STUPID AND THIS IS STUPID AND I WANT TO BE BACK TO NORMAL SO I CAN ENJOY HOT CATS WHY THE HELL IS THIS HAPPENING NOW! I'M DONE WITH THIS! I'M DONE WITH ALL OF THIS!!!!"
Arthur, the usually calm and gentlemanly guardian, was done. His usual composure was gone. Not only could he not enjoy the weird fruits of this weird misadventure, but he was now something insulting to his character. He was a dumb fish. Not even stupid mice were as dumb as fish.
With another turn of his body, being mindful of Cheom near his face, he turned his backfin again against the bottled woman. "THIS IS A DISGRACE TO MY PEOPLE!!!"
Dmg done this turn: 18 Total damage done overall: 118
[Page Cheomseongdae is a Black Panther With Small White Spots] Inventory: 1 Health Potion, 50 PT Attack Potion, 50 PT Attack Potion HP: 10 / 35
"It's NOT A FISH." Cheom yelled back, wishing to get through to her friend. She could not do much to help him, and his constant, clear upset... And the sudden unexpected comments about 'enjoying hot cats', which really threw her, made her think he was absolutely losing his cool. And she did not like that her dear friend was getting this angry, and losing his cool. She snarled softly in frustration and clawed the ground under her.
And then snarled again, but with a nasty grin on her 'cat' face. She ran forwards, and launched herself hard at the Bottle b***h, claws out. Unfortunately, not being used to these four legs of hers, she only managed to do a little damage as she was backhanded by the monster, and rolled back to Arthur's side with a cry of startled pain.
She did have a weird resistance to these bottle things...
"You know," Nembus said glancing over to Seiryuu the Seahorse, "you're right! Maybe I should try another one." Maybe if she collected more of these bottles, her hair could be permanently shorter or something. That would be ideal. That would be her preference, honestly. The long hair looked pretty enough, but it was also a lot to manage and it kind of got in the way of a lot. And it hurt her neck sometimes--
Nembus plucked up another set of bottles, happily collecting one of them and...
Realizing her mistake.
Because instead of getting the shorter hair she dreamed of, she was now even shorter than she was before.
Still on two legs, though.
Though her feet were... were they bird's feet?
Nembus squawked, and this time, it was a real squawk, and she attempted to crane her suddenly longer neck to take a better look at herself. She had plumage. A bit of a blue crest. A white belly...
"Why am I a peacock now?!"
Why were the peacocks coming back to haunt her.
DMG: 0 Nembus DMG Total: 54
HP: 20/35
Pixie Nyxie
frayedflower
Beejoux
Lucyal
Inventory Attack Potion - 50HP DMG Super Potion - +25HP
Needless to say, being so close to the bottle woman when she opted to sweep her arm out and rain glass on them put him at a disadvantage. He ended up getting hit with several sharp shards, and Encke cringed back, deciding that maybe he should keep his distance for a moment. He did have ranged magic. He would be fine--
Encke was whacked on the head with a bottle or two, one of which looked very similar to another bottle he already had in his belt. He slid that one in with the other bottle. This other bottle, though? What was this? Encke experimented with it for a moment, before unceremoniously and ungracefully dropping it at his feet.
Why did his head suddenly feel so much -- heavier?
It took a moment for him to make the connection, considering his hair already sat behind his neck, but he soon noticed that it seemed more ... unwilling to move. He reached behind his head and patted at it, before patting down, and down, and he glanced behind him to realize that his hair was reaching his knees now what the hell he didn't ask for--
Who was speaking to--
Oh.
Encke's thoughts slammed to a halt as he looked away from his long, flowing Celtic locks and took in a much different sight in front of him.
Well, not different. Still his Arra--Basiluzzo. But not how he usually appeared. He had curves where there normally wouldn't be any. His build was muscled and slender in the same way but also differently, with the years of dance still behind him. His eyes seemed bigger, his lips seemed a bit fuller yet. (He looked oddly like his mother, and yet, a person all his own: his nose was still strong and Grecian, his eyes were still a lagoon color all of their own, his skin was still lovely and warm and--)
His voice was lovely, also he was still taller than him, which Encke secretly appreciated as much as he complained--
"Damn," offered Encke, unable to help the fact that his heart rate jumped a bit.
Wait, probably should explain what happened--
"You got boobs now, I think."
How long would these effects last? Would they last long enough for them to--
For the moment, the thoughts of the fact that they were in bottle space being attacked by a bottle woman melted away, and Encke broke the distance between them, far more interested in gathering Basiluzzo in for a kiss.
Amasis
DMG: 4 Encke DMG Total: 4
HP: 40/55
note to self: 1d12 + 2 dmg
Inventory Attack Potion - 50 DMG Attack Potion - 50 DMG Super Potion - 25 HP
Phaethon, in not one of his finer moments, didn't think too hard about gulping down the contents of one of the bottles he'd picked up along the way. He was already achy and sore, and he was hoping that something in it would make him feel better. He could see examples of that all around him, after all.
Of course, there were examples of some not so fortunate results, and perhaps Phaethon should have been paying to attention to one of those. As soon as the liquid inside touched his throat, he had about half a second to realise something was wrong. Half a second was not nearly enough time to properly react to it, unfortunately, and Phaethon froze as he saw the ground rushing up to him. Instinctively, he went to take a step and stumbled. He stumbled because his legs didn't work the same way, because they didn't feel the same, and because he was dragging something what the hell was--
Oh.
Oh no.
Oh no.
Not perhaps paying as much attention as he should have been, Phaethon was sort of awkwardly hop-shuffling in the general direction of some nearby powereds, letting out what was turning into distressed trills.
HP: 25/35 Dice: 1d8
Inventory x1 10 HP health potion x1 50 DMG attack potion
Syrie rolled 2 4-sided dice:
1, 1Total: 2 (2-8)
Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2019 8:54 pm
[Corrupt Mab] HP: 20/35 ATK: 1d20 +2
Mab picked up another item, ignoring the glimmer of magic that still whistled around it. She just wanted the attack potion - those were super useful, after all, especially against Jugs McKenzie.
The magic that had been swirling around the potion swirled it's wicked way around the senshi, twisting her body and corrupting her limbs into something else, something...inhuman. Around her, some people were turning into animals, or growing really tall. I could be a panther, that'd be cool--. But no, when the magic had done as it would, where corrupt Sailor Mab had stood there was a flashy looking member of cassowary family.
Casuarius mabii? Mabowarry made an angry noise and stomped his feet, claws clacking against the nondescript flooring of the dimensional space. "Oh this is just perfect!" Angry words layered over the sound of modern dinosaur shrieking.
Ooh, but ******** looked kind of delicious now. Apparently, being a bird was thirsty work!
Mabowarry cocked his head and clacked his beak, regarding the boss with one soulless bird eye...
Mab's Inventory: + 25HP Super Health Potion x2 + 50 DMG ATK potion
Arthur the 15 ft White Blue Whale HP: 40/60 Attack Total is doubled. Inventory: x2 Heal Potions x 1 Super Heal Potion
Arthur thrashed about, trying to move but finding himself pretty much stuck in place. A series of whale-like whines came from the guardian whale (which he felt must be a first) before he flopped to one side to try and reach another bottle.
His large body managed to hit two at once. One stayed beside him. It looked similar to the ones he picked up at the start of this horrible mess with the mist. Then he felt his line of sight shift as he grew smaller and smaller, but then it stopped. Confused, he tested his arms - still fins. Legs - none. Tail- still massive.
"WHAT THE HELL I'M STILL A FISH!!!" The bottles were not doing anything!!!
He felt something roll against his side, and he turned his head to see Cheom roll beside him. "Use your claws and teeth. Use your back paws to spring forward like how you jump." He advised her.
