"This isn't Aymet!" Amrita cried to the once-Silver Arynek as she rushed to defend her 'King'. "This is not your King." She repeated, almost sadly. It hurt her to attack him, it really did; but she had to, for his sake. Hopefully that wouldn't send her to an early grave. She didn't risk turning her back to Aymet, if this one was anything like the real one, he could pack a very nasty punch. Instead she risked pleading glances at those who defended.
"If he were the real thing, I wouldn't be doing this. Trust me, I don't want to do this, I really don't, but--" Her gaze drifted towards Merope, who joined the fray, defending the fake-Aymet. She knew he was going to do this, but she couldn't help but be a little disappointed in knowing it for a fact.
"We have to destroy the imposter. You don't have to help us, but please, please don't get in our way." Amrita, who was still the Eldritch Advisor and the older Moon of this world, looked at them sadly, her gaze lingering a little longer on Merope.
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Nyxtsuki Moon
Sup Traitor 2 how u doin keeping u in da loop bb
Tsunake
SILENTLY SCREAMING FOR BACKUP
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Name: Amrita, "Eldritch Advisor of the Black Kingdom" but also kind of a Traitor now. Current HP remaining: 60/60 Damage: N/A Blessing Points: 2 Target(s): N/A at the moment Rank Ability : Queen - Overpower - *Unused!* Kingdom ability: Misfortune Telling - *Unused!* Character Kingdom: Revenge Character's Miasma Colour: Black Character description:b[/] A shadow creature with glowing yellow eyes. IDK SEE AVATAR
Roch had seen him. He'd been weaving through the fights, avoiding the blacks and even the red guy to go after him--the silver king. He was going to attack, he figured, try and get some damage from behind (backstabbing was dirty, but when a blagger could walk through walls, y'did what y'had to do, okay?)
And then he was gone. Dramatically. Pretty much, as far as the pirate could tell, uselessly. Roch cursed. That would have been a perfect topper to the charge into battle, dammit! Then he looked at the battlefield, realizing he'd left his little crew ready to snipe.
"Blognox," he muttered, readying his gun. He caught sight of one of the shadow girls attacking one of his bros--
And shot. And missed. Because let's face it, Roch has NEVER been good with guns, even in canon OTL.
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Name: Roch Current HP remaining: 40/40 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: 0 Target(s): Whisper Rank Ability : The blessing - unused Kingdom ability: adaptability I AM USING A SPECIAL ABILITY: no Character kingdom: white Character's Miasma Colour: white Character description: glowing purple mohawk cyberpunk - see sig Blessing Points: 0/3
The sudden shout from the King drew Marzena's attention away as she had been watching the White dragon fall. Dealing out Justice hadn't been as satisfying as she had thought.
And yet, this sudden turn of events only served to make her more confused. What was their Eldritch Advisor and Grim Noble doing; claiming this was not their King? Was this that strange King's fault? --was that the Silver...?
It was a fate she did not want to have her King fall to.
Justice? What was Justice, really? She wasn't sure anymore, but one thing was clear. She was loyal to her Kingdom and her King, and so she moved to stand next to Merope, eyes blazing. "Have you forgotten who you are, Advisor?" If that was so and it certainly seemed like it, she would remind her.
Using Misfortune, she drew out three cards from the Queen's Shadow.
The first card revealed itself to be the Page of Swords-- Reversed. A dark man holding a sword appeared, defending her before it faded away once again.
The second card revealed itself to be the Ace of Swords-- Upright. A single double edged sword manifested itself, lunging at Amrita.
The third and final card was that of the Hermit-- Reversed. A figure in a hooded cloak appeared with a lantern in its hand, the light in it glowing darkly to heal its summoner.
In actual fact, Marzena did not need healing. But she had hoped that with these cards, she could jolt the Queen's memory back and stop this insanity.
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Current HP remaining: 50 HP Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: Defended for: 6 // Damage done: 2 // Healed for: 4 Target(s): Amrita Rank Ability : Rook --Defend Kingdom ability: Misfortune Telling *USING* Character kingdom: Black Character's Miasma Colour: Black Character description: A lithe Shadow with dark blue accents in her hair, dressed in a pelt, lacy bolero and high boots, all in grey-ish dark colors. Blessing: 3
Since his arrival into the battlefield, Zephyros has taken to hiding behind any large or massive object. He even pulled the little fox, Lumikki, behind one instead of taking her suggestion to help Mitsu and Poke. It wasn't his fight to fight. It was theres.. and he could tell. Even when there was the death blow, all he could do is look away with a groan. They were both dead now..
He lets out a soft sigh, this really isn't what he wants to do. Fight.. He's not a fighter at all. Even clutching the gun at his side-- it's not something he wants to ever use. That is why he preferred his electricity. It's clean and simple. May be painful for the target, but it was quick and preferred. All though he hopes to never use it...
But of course that was unlikely. This is a battlefield after all. What do you expect?
The first attack to him came out of no where-- like his own shadow jumped out to bite him. Luckily he was on guard. He shielded the attack and glared at his foe. It was a small girl-- not unlike Lumikki.
"Why do you fight?" His voice is in a low his, and he glances at Roch.
"Just defend-- let me fight this one. This is my battle now. "
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Current HP remaining: 40 /40 Attack done: 2 Target(s): Whisper Rank Ability: Adaptability Kingdom ability: Grief Blessing Points: 2 Character kingdom: White Character's Miasma Colour: White Character description: He's a feathered man with hair. :T (nocheck sig lol)
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Ice Queen
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Amon Larethian
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 8:19 am
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The raptor's ROAR echoed as he charged on to the battlefield. He paused to stand for a moment, sharp teeth showing in powerful jaws, his tail lashing back and forth, a click of talons on the hard earth.
A terrifying grin spread across his maw, a hunger, a lust for battle, for blood. He may have even laughed, a sickening, malignant laugh. Ah yes, to battle! Or at least to dinner...
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Current HP remaining: 40/40 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: n/a Target(s): n/a Rank Ability : pawn, unused Kingdom ability: misfortune telling I AM USING A SPECIAL ABILITY: Character kingdom: black Character's Miasma Colour: black Character description:b[/] Rex is a shadow raptor monster with bright red highlights
blessing: 0
Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 8:54 am
What is this girl talking? Arynek was so confusing about what Amrita told her, in a sad tone. The Shadowlord was not real? Why she was so sad? The Moon felt the need to ask. She needed to know what's happening before taking any action.
"I-I don't understand. What do you mean by.......our King is not real.......If this one is fake, where's the real one?" She needed to know the truth. "The lord was with us all the time and gave me the power.....how comes he is fake..? He was replaced when we stepped through the portal......?" She didn't understand any, any of what Amrita trying to suggest. Was that a conspiracy? Was that the Voice? Was that -
Looking that some shadows were attacking by some white dressed figures, she said, "I am not sure what's happening, but I don't think it's the appropriate time to have internal conflicts.....Other shadows were being attacked....." She eyed other shadows and then back to Amrita
Character kingdom: Revenge Character's Miasma Colour: Black Character description: Arynek, now Moon is a shadow figure that you can tell is a girl with long hair.
Death discreetly arrived to the battlefield. She wanted to asses the situation first to see where she would be the most needed.
Spoting Roch attacking one of her own Azmodel did not waste time in riposting. She was out for blood and Revenge.
Ice Queen
Attacks for 7 damages to Roch
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Name : Azmodel Kingdom : Black (Dark Herald) HP : 40 Blessing: 0/3 Target: Roch Damage done: 7 Miasma points : -- Kingdom ability: Misfortune Telling (Roll 3D6. 1st die = def, 2nd die = dmg, 3rd die = heal) unused Rank ability: Takes the rank of the enemy it has defeated unused Appearance : Since becoming a shadow Azmodel has light grey hair, grey skin, and shadowy black wings.
Rex was hungry! Perhaps he was blinded by hunger, unaware of the traitors against his newly pledged king, unaware of the true danger. Blindly he rushed forward, jaws parted, shadow fangs bared. He leapt, bringing those fangs and jaws down on the closest target.
ROAR! If the target was edible, he intended to eat it!
Eranas
Yo, there is a shadow raptor chomping on you for 0 damage
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Current HP remaining: 40/40 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: 0 Target(s): Zephyros Rank Ability : pawn, unused Kingdom ability: misfortune telling Character kingdom: black Character's Miasma Colour: black Character description: Rex is a shadow raptor monster with bright red highlights
The Black King had no time to even move before the other was upon him. He braced for an attack that did not come, not in the way he could have prepared for. It was like a wall, an onslaught, compressing all that he was into something so furious, so distraught, so small, that for a few seconds the King had forgotten himself entirely -
The world suddenly snapped back into place, save for the presence of the enemy king. But the feelings remained even after the other king had vanished into the earth. Somewhere under the crushing weight of his own anger and betrayal, he reaffirmed to himself: he was the Black King, and he must get revenge. It was impossible to ignore when his own court had begun to turn on him.
The Miasma shield around the king crackled inky black at the onslaught. He stood above them, his expression lost in darkness. Just two blazing blue eyes that looked down upon them in judgement.
"Night, the Wheel of Fortune. The cleverest among us has been deceived by his own mind. I am very much awake, and I am your King. But you... are nothing. I found you long ago, lost and confused, and I gave you purpose. With a word I can banish you back to the abyss you came from. You have lost control of your fate."
"And you, Amrita. The Moon. You would have ruled at my side, Queen of a perfect world." The promise seemed tainted, as his tone grew bitter and sharp. "But you are imperfect. You will only ever be lost, unable to differentiate fantasy from reality. Once, you were my champion, the harbinger of revenge to those who turned against me. Even in the depths of your insanity, you must know what comes next."
The Shadowlord allowed his loyal soldiers to step forward to protect him. Another sword drawn from the nothingness turned its blade first toward the traitorous Advisor.
"This madness ends now," he snarled. For the first time they could remember, the full fury of the Black King was focused upon them. "You have betrayed your king, and must be executed!"
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Name: Shadowlord Aymet, the Black King Current HP remaining: 233/258 Damage done: 3 Target(s): Amrita Rank Ability: Can recruit any player at the cost of their HP. Kingdom ability: Misfortune Telling (Roll 3D6. 1st die = def, 2nd die = dmg, 3rd die = heal) (UNUSEDx2) Character Kingdom: Black Character's Miasma Colour: Black Blessing Points: 1 [DISABLED 1/3] Character description: The Black King is a creature of pure shadow, currently standing about ten feet tall. He is pure black, with blue accents, frayed wispy wings and tail, and few visible features. He can be identified by his crown.
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Nyxtuski Moon
Rathurue rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 10:18 am
NOTICE
Entering. Render all post on the other side of Battleground meaningless.
Rei stepped into the Battlefield, now in total chaos. Every colors of Miasma was present, and amongst them...
Wait, did some of them battled...against ones from their own Kingdom??? What in the Voice's name is happening-
His thought trailed away when he saw a familiar figure in the distance. Arnyek. the girl that he personally plunged inside this chaos.
"It may be very selfish for me to say this-" grunted him, taking a deep breath to suppress his rising heartbeat- "But the least that I can do right now is to protect her from harm!"
Taking out a shield (again) plundered from the very same shop where he got the sword now he's brandishing, he remained vigilant to incoming attacks, be it stray arrow or miasmic bullets. The shield itself were a very tough one, made from alternating-layered soft and hard metal. Unfortunately, he held the shield using his wounded hand from the collapse of Silver Kingdom's tower, so he may not utilize the full defensive capability of that very item.
Running in a straight line towards the girl, he just hope that she's unhurt.
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Name: Rei Current HP remaining: 50/50 Damage/ Healing/ Defense done: 8 Target(s): Self Rank Ability : Unconverted Wild Card [NONE] Kingdom ability: [Not Affiliated] Character Kingdom: Silver, fighting for Black Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: Look at my AVI! Blessing Point(s): [1] Miasma Point(s): [0]
She was expecting it to be bad when she got here, but something in her was hoping it wouldn't be this bad.
So much violence already, even Sinclair jumping right into the action. This wasn't something she wanted to do. Why had she come here? What was she defending? There was nothing to defend, anymore, nothing to protect. Her Kingdom was dead and her King apparently spent his spare time walking through walls and stabbing other kings. Joy. That was exactly what she was looking forward to--
No.
There was legacy.
The Silver Kingdom needed to stand for the legacy they had. They were the Kingdom that was adaptable, the Kingdom that stood to negotiate between all the others, the Kingdom that worked honestly and traded their goods. Her goods were cookies. Perhaps she needed to fight to be able to spread that kind of joy again.
But for now, she would not attack directly. There was no point in getting herself mixed up in a fight of other Kingdoms unless, truly, they had something to defend and fight for. For now, she would defend herself. Hopefully no one would notice her and that would make her job a bit easier.
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Name: Nkosazana HP: 50/50 Kingdom: Silver Rank: Wild Card Rank Ability: Change Miasma Color: Silver Status: Defending for 6. Blessing: Appearance: Nkosazana is a very tall humanoid-looking female, coming in at a perhaps daunting height of 6'3". Her skin is rather dark, with violet eyes and dark hair. She wears rather rustic looking clothing, perhaps making her obviously Silver.
Having taken his time observing the state of the battlefield, Uluiru watched the 'traitors' attacking their own king--he wasn't sure why they would do such a thing...but while he'd agreed to fight on the behalf of the Black Kingdom, he hadn't sworn any oath of loyalty to the Shadowlord, and so didn't see any reason to get involved in their...political revolt, so to speak.
Seeing Sinclair moving to attack Rex (it was hard to miss, honestly), who was otherwise engaged, Uluiru moved in for his own attack, sliding one nimble foot out in an attempt at tripping his new foe.
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Name: Uluiru HP remaining: 50/50 Target(s): Sinclair Damage / Healing / Defense done: 2 Rank: Wild Card Rank Ability : Chance Kingdom ability: -- Character kingdom: Silver (fighting on behalf of Black) Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: Short, and delicately slim, with bronzed skin, green eyes and dark auburn hair, left longish (about shoulder length). His attire is simple and functional, if also dull and undecorated. Blessing Points: 2 Miasma Points Earned: 0
Before he arrived at the battlefield, Sinclair had hoped, however faintly, that it would be quiet. There would be a standstill -- the Kingdoms would stare each other down from opposite ends of the battlefield, and Sinclair would sprint over to the White Kingdom and hide behind their collection of impenetrable rocks before anyone shot at him.
Instead, there was chaos, everything a jumbled mess of white and black, and then Sinclair saw Zephyros and his heart leaped and then there was this giant raptor and he couldn't be helped for what he did, really, he was panicking and running at him and screaming wildly in his head for his electromagnetic weapon to work.
Amon Larethian
Sinclair attacks Rex for 4 damage!
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Current HP remaining: 50/50 Damage/Healing/Defense Done: 4 Target(s): Rex Rank Ability: Chance - Unused Kingdom Ability: None Character Kingdom: Silver, working for White Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character Description: Sinclair is small and slight, with dark skin and even darker hair, clad in the rags of the Silver Kingdom. He would have looked utterly unimpressive, if it weren't for the shock gem in his hand and his expression looking determined to beat the crap out of something.
Night hissed as the other subjects came upon them. It was funny to him, that these people who didn't know Aymet like Amrita and he did, could sit there and defend him.
But this was the thing about dreams, it took people you didn't know and put them in a setting where they only bowed to the king. He frowned as Amrita tried to tell the subjects. but they wouldn't understand.
Not like he did...or Merope did.
"Why are you defending him?" Night pushed at Merope, moving him away. "You know that our friends are sick and the only way to wake them is by killing ALL of the kings. Why are you sitting there trying to keep him alive, Your doing nothing more then making this situation worst for all of our other friends." The cat shade hissed at the king's decree before shrugging.
"Got to say Aymet, I'd be more upset by your decree then I would if you laid down and died for us already." Which honestly, he wouldn't be that upset if it happened. Instead he circled around the other dragon shade, kicking the small barrier down and right back at Aymet.
"Your not the only friend I want to save here Aymet."
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Nightengale XIII - Grim Noble of the Black Kingdom Also traitor #2 HP: 50/50 Damage: 2 Target: Aymet - Black King Title: Bishop Kingdom Ability: *UNUSED* 3d6 - Mind - The first card/die. This is the amount you defend yourself for. Body - The second card/die. This is the damage you do to your opponent. Soul - The third card/die. This is the amount you heal yourself for. Ranked Ability: *Unused* A Bishop may choose to negate one player's action. They can only do this once per battle/ tournament. Your bishop must state using the action and then select their target. The targeted player does 0 attack, defense, or heals their next turn. Passive abilities can still apply. Kingdom: Black Miasma: Black Blessing Points: 1
Character description: Black cat with lime green eyes and Cheshire smile. Hai he's cute till he rips your throat out yo.
