He was still off kilter, stumbling and getting to his feet using upended wreckage of bleachers, magnetism tossed catwalks and unknown twists of stuff. There were still enemies, in the hazed silence in his ears. He understood what that fire girl might have meant more personally now when she'd asked: Are you traumatized?
Thraen grabbed some twisted metal and swung it through a throbbing blac tentacle that was wrapped around a struggling civilian. It cut through, thankfully not hitting the civilian themself, and the teen struggled free with a hurried 'Thanks' and scattered into the bleary haze of the Big Top.
Where were the other scouts? He needed to get behind them, or at least near them. Needed help.
First Roll: 1 (1-10) - odds, caught by a tentacle Second Roll: 8 (1-10) - even, freedom! Third Roll: 4 (1-10) - even, dusting a youma Fourth Roll: 4 (1-10) - even, dusting a youma Fifth Roll: 5 (1-10) - odds, caught by a tentacle Sixth Roll 7 (1-10) - odds, still caught by a tentacle Seventh Roll: 2 (1-10) - Evens, freedom! Eighth Roll: 2 (1-10) - even, freeing a civilian Ninth Roll: 6 (1-10) - even, freeing Polaris Tenth Roll: 5 (1-10) - odds, caught by a tentacle Eleventh Roll: 6 (1 -10) - Evens, using magic to try to sleep Buddy Twelfth Roll: 9 (1-10) - odds, scooped up by a tentacles off Buddingtonite Thirteenth Roll: 6 (1-10) - Evens, breaking free from Youma Fourteenth Roll: 10 (1-10) - crawling off while wounded Fifteenth, Current: 8 (1-10) - even, dusting a youma/saving a civilian
total: 65
Lithiasaur generated a random number between
1 and 10 ...
3!
Posted: Sat May 25, 2013 6:10 pm
The winded but determined Page of Pluto was trying to follow after the negaverse soldier, but he was stopped when one of the remaining youma lashed its tentacles down and wrapped around his arm, just below his shoulder.
He had time to look in its direction, feeling it touch him, before he was hauled off his feet and into his air, his arm bearing all his weight immediately.
"Damn it!" He cursed loudly, kicking his feet wildly and swinging two and fro. He struggled against the monster and it just tightened its grip on him. But he was determined not to let this one get the better of him: he was not going to call for help.
He wasn't going to need it.
He was going to get himself down, defend his carnival, or die trying.
Her success was short lived, and as Polaris quickly glanced around the area to see which of her metal attacks would be the most damaging to the Negaverse agents on rampage, she was suddenly jerked upwards once again.
A yelp of surprise and frustration escaped her, her teeth gritting in pain as it squeezed her tightly around her midsection. If she were a less sheltered and lady like girl she might have known to make a joke about how much this tentacles seemed to like poor senshi girls, but alas.. Instead she simply squirmed, trying to catch her breath and balance herself in hopes of being able to properly attack the stupid thing again.
((1st roll - 10 2nd roll - 7 - captured! Freed by Thraen! heart 3rd roll - 7 - captured again! You suck Polaris xp 4th roll - 10 - FREEEE 5th roll - 7 - I swear to god Polaris... :[ 6th roll - 4 7th roll - 6 8th roll - 1))
Unlike the times before the beast seemed to have finally gotten it's firm grip on her and despite the senshi's flailing and struggling Polaris stayed stuck, a secondary tentacle wrapping around one of her arms as the other continued to tighten around her waist.
"Let me g..." She screamed in frusteration, her words however cut off as her breath was cut short by a squeeze and a violent shake. Her feet kicked wildly at the youma and Polaris did something she had never done to a youma before, something she'd likely want to forget and pretend had ever happened. As she pryed her arm towards herself she bit down as hard as she could on the tentacle attempting to play tug of war with her.
((1st roll - 10 2nd roll - 7 - captured! Freed by Thraen! heart 3rd roll - 7 - captured again! You suck Polaris xp 4th roll - 10 - FREEEE 5th roll - 7 - I swear to god Polaris... :[ 6th roll - 4 7th roll - 6 8th roll - 1 9th roll - 9))
Whether it was the kicks or the bites or perhaps even some attack that someone else had flung at the giant monster, Polaris was flooded with a feeling of relief as she felt the monster's grip loosen.
Hitting the ground with far less grace then she had in her earlier escapes the senshi of magnetism crept away, looking for some cover while she tried to catch her breath and ignore the painful throb from her stomach and ribs.
((1st roll - 10 2nd roll - 7 - captured! Freed by Thraen! heart 3rd roll - 7 - captured again! You suck Polaris xp 4th roll - 10 - FREEEE 5th roll - 7 - I swear to god Polaris... :[ 6th roll - 4 7th roll - 6 8th roll - 1 9th roll - 9 10th roll - 2))
Surprisingly enough, Buddingtonite managed to recover the starseed before it got too far, and he quickly shoved it into his pocket before jumping back to his feet and looking for a more Senshi and Knight free area. By this time, his arm was bleeding and he could no longer ignore the pain, and he felt that the energy he collected, and the starseeds, were more then enough.
"If Painite isn't satisfied with this, than she's not worth pleasing!" Buddingtonite said, though that didn't stop him from plucking a tiny bit of energy from the struggling civilian as he used his shoulder to keep himself steady. Now was time to keep an eye on his fellow officers and wait for the next stage of the attack...
Roll 1: 14 Roll 2: 11 Roll 3: 16 Roll 4: 17 Roll 5: 4 Roll 6: 1 Roll 7: 3 Roll 8: 6 Roll 9: 1 Roll 10: 13 Roll 11: 20 Roll 12: 20 Roll 13: 2 Roll 14: 1 Roll 15: 18 Roll 16: 3 Roll 17: 4
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Lithiasaur
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 9:08 am
exclaim The Negas in the area receive a message from General Painite: 'Get them to the Fun House'. There is a wicked grin in her tone, but a firm edge that says her orders are not to be taken as suggestions.
Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 1:45 pm
Hearing communication of the crystal at first startled the big lieutenant, but then it was a wash of relief. Direction in this jumble of bodies and hysteria and the voice of a commanding officer was just what they all needed to cement together again.
He wasn't sure what she had in store, but he was happy to follow orders, and made for the Fun House with heavy strides.
((closing out to join the Fun House RP))
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 3:45 pm
Amethyst had been deliberating for a bit on purpose, unsure if he should actually tempt fate by drawing yet another orb of energy or stop and move on to another target. It actually came as a relief of sorts when he got the message from General Painite, getting up and noting that both Titan and Buddingtonite seemed to have gone ahead of him before quickly making his way there as ordered to.
Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 11:29 pm
Sailor Thraen
Where were they all going? The couple of agents that had been harrowing the screaming crowd, harvesting those caught like snared rabbits, were leaving. retreating out of the tent and out to the rest of Fate. That was no good, no good at all.
There would be the whole carnival's worth of people out there, panicked and running like cattle. They all had to follow. He and anyone else there still at the Big Top that had the strength to. He hoped the others- the winged woman and girl in dark purples like night, and any that he hadn't seen for all the insanity and tentacles.
Thraen ran and leapt after the three, hoping this wasn't just a trap. They were headed towards the Fun House?
