Maia certainly wasn't enjoying the youma's attempts to claw her up. The stupid thing was all claws and teeth and she had one hand keeping its the other pushing at the things chest to keep its claws from tearing at her torso. Her uniform was already ruined until she powered down, no point in added claw marks to her skin.
It was a struggle to keep the thing a bay while trying to get her feet into a position where she could kick it off, but she managed. Her heeled boots delivered a powerful blow to the youma knocking it away and dizzying the poor creature and Maia hopped to her feet groaning at the pain in her shoulder and glaring at the creature.
She couldn't just walk away she need to dust it, one less youma running about was a good thing, then she could find out who was causing such chaos.
Roll 1: Spinning Cups: 1 Roll 2: Youma Attack : 4 Roll 3: Youma Attack: 5 Roll 4: Freed : 8 Roll 5: Youma Attack: 3 Roll 5: Defensive Force: 5
"Behind the tent to the right..." Ganymede repeated.
He suddenly had one of those moments in which he forgot which direction was right, with the result that he spent entirely too much time looking at his hands and debating between them. By the time he got it figured out—"This right? No, that right! No, wait, he said my right!"—it was already too late to mount much of a defensive.
At least this time he didn't end up on the ground.
He did, however, stumble backwards from the impact of being rammed by another youma, and his heel caught on the trailing red fabric of his train. He tripped and windmilled his arms for a bit to try and keep his balance, and was thankfully successful. Straightening himself out, Ganymede whipped around to find himself caught between two very different youma—the first hairy beast of a youma that had attacked him before, and the second that had pounced from behind the tent, scaly and lizard-like with teeth and claws just as sharp as the first.
"Well, this is just lovely," he mumbled to himself, wiggling his fingers anxiously and wondering if he should just go ahead and use his one good attack.
Rolls 1-6: Stuck on swings. (2) 1-10: Attacked by youma. (7) 1-10: Attacked by youma. (4) 1-10: YAY FREE (10) 1-10: Youma dusted. (9) 1-10: Pummeled by a youma. (2) 1-10: Another hit by youma. ;;
Sunshine Alouette
Eternal Senshi
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Guine rolled 1 10-sided dice:
10Total: 10 (1-10)
Guine
Crew
Lonely Explorer
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 7:37 pm
A bit of panic began rising up in Chris's chest as he struggled and failed to free himself from the youma's grasp. No matter how hard he tried pulling on the creature's tongue, whatever barbs were hiding under its saliva covered muscle kept digging into his arm. He couldn't figure out a way to get rid of it, even as he punched it with his free arm once more.
His energy was dropping, which definitely didn't help with the sudden feeling of panic that was overtaking him. There had to be some way to get himself free. Ganymede might need his help, along with the civilians who were still trapped and in danger.
Finally, with one more yank, he managed to knock the youma off balance, forcing it to release its hold on his now cut and bloody arm. One more punch sent the youma bursting into dust, but its claws got the better of the swing, and if Chris had been wondering how he was going to be getting down, as the bottom broke out from under him, it was now gravity doing all the work.
Rolls: 1 - 6 (2): Stuck on the swings! 1 - 10 (6): Attacked by youma! Still stuck! 1 - 10 (6): And... still stuck. ;; 1 - 10 (2): Stuck and attacked. 1 - 10 (1): Forever stuck and attacked once more. 1 - 10 (10): Finally unstuck!!
"Pole...rice?" The hell? Could this person not pronounce Polaris? Because she was assuming that's what they were trying to say. Was it that hard to say? "I heard she has another one...I met her - Polaris that is." She said remembering that meeting, and being saved from the blond with the spear. That was two saves from that guy...and he was here tonight. She really wasn't pleased with having caught a glimpse of him. She was sure he was up to no good, and she had that fear of being seen by him and being attacked again.
"Niflhel....I've met him...gave me some information and said he was going to tell Polaris about me." She said slowly. His uniform had been quite dark as opposed to hers. She did wonder if these colors were random or something. She knew about the symbols on the uniforms.
Staring at the raised phone it took a moment to register what the other was asking for. "Your taking pictures at a time like this?" When people were getting hurt and that blond with the spear was roaming about, oh god she really hoped they didn't run into each other. "Make it fast?" She asked even while he posed, sort of, and smiled. The smile, and pose, didn't last long as another youma was coming toward them. This one got hit with an open handed slap, it was the best she could really do, and it seemed to deter the youma for now. She wouldn't have minded having that little metal toy of hers back, it make a good hitting stick, but she'd tossed it at a youma before.
Winterlynn's Roll's
- Ferris Wheel. - Order, you are fighting youma, with numbers 5 and up allowing you to dust them! - You are free of your ride! You must deal with the impact of it, and figure out just how you've gotten free, but you are free nonetheless! Chaos, you may attack senshi and civilians once you're free of the ride! - Defense force! You are handling yourself well against the youma attacks, and are likely able to fend off their attacks. Lower rolls in this range likely come with small injuries, while higher end rolls can result in youma dusting. This may also reflect the strength of your attack against a Nega. - Critical hit! A youma is successfully dusted, or damage is dealt against a Negaverse soldier, resulting in injury. - Defense force! You are handling yourself well against the youma attacks, and are likely able to fend off their attacks. Lower rolls in this range likely come with small injuries, while higher end rolls can result in youma dusting. This may also reflect the strength of your attack against a Nega.
Sleet Tempest Snape
Noble Vampire
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Sleet Tempest Snape generated a random number between
1 and 20 ...
18!
Sleet Tempest Snape
Noble Vampire
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 7:59 pm
It seemed his luck was picking up, or he was just getting more into things. As the evening, and the chaos, continued he found himself getting into the swing of things more and more. The rush of adrenalin and the thrill of the evening filling him and pushing him onward as he found another hapless, and pathetic, victim. This one was some screaming female who was going to cause his ears to bleed if she continued. Pinching the bridge of his nose as he stalked his way toward her. He was closer to the senshi, an eternal, and the knight. But what did he really care? He could handle them, hold his own, and he was busy with other things - like the screaming banshee of a woman.
Hopping over a fallen body, dead or unconscious he didn't care to check, and watched the woman fall and back away from him across the ground. "Pathetic...on the ground like some animal..." Arms folded across his chest as the blond tilted his head to the right. "Tell me...will you scream even louder while I'm ripping your soul from you?" And it seemed his words caused the color to drain from her face as she shook, shaking her head while her body shook from fear."Shall we find out?" And he moved in, fast, and didn't hesitate in plunging his hand into her chest. She screamed, louder in fact, before she fell limp as his hand came out of her body. Her starseed clutched in his hand like some small prize. And it was a prize, one which brought a smile to his face.
Standing from his crouched down position he pocketed the prized item. "Have a good sleep." Mocking. And he walked past the body.
Benitoite's Roll's
- Bump Cars - And Chaos, you are focusing on energy! . - Getting Things Done. You are doing the Negaverse proud, gathering energy or battling senshi with prowess. Higher rolls likely mean starseeds being pulled! (Good sized orb of energy) - Failure! You have drained very little energy, or done very little damage to a senshi. Certainly no starseed for you. If you are fighting a senshi, you are not doing a good job of it. - Getting Things Done. You are doing the Negaverse proud, gathering energy or battling senshi with prowess. Higher rolls likely mean starseeds being pulled! (Good sized orb of energy) - Getting Things Done. You are doing the Negaverse proud, gathering energy or battling senshi with prowess. Higher rolls likely mean starseeds being pulled! (Good sized energy orb) - Getting Things Done. You are doing the Negaverse proud, gathering energy or battling senshi with prowess. Higher rolls likely mean starseeds being pulled! (Starseed pulled) - Kicking a**. You are a force to be reckoned with, and you are proving yourself on the battlefield. Rolls with these high numbers result in powerful, damaging attacks, or pro starseed ganking. Full energy drains can also suffice.(Starseed yanking)
Anyone who wants can run into him. ::Nods::
Torvil generated a random number between
1 and 20 ...
4!
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 8:00 pm
Mathias made a mental note to give you Youma that had tripped her one of his smaller orbs of energy on the sly later - provided he could find it amidst all the din and confusing. Rising to his feet, he laughed his best manic "I am going to kill you then wear your skin for a coat" laugh, and grinned.
"We own this city sweetheart, don't you think it's time for you to go home?"
That's when he pounced, leaping toward her with a brutal battle cry.
Raising his fist high, he brought it down as close to her temple as he could manage, but he knew it was going to miss it's mark, and likely impact a shoulder or an arm if she tried to block.
He was off his game, and he hated it, so he was going to take it out on her.
Persephone sneered at him as she got off the ground, throwing up her hands to block his punch. Sure, it hurt her wrists, but that was better than her face.
"How about you Chaos assholes just go straight to hell? Can we try that?" She shifted to punch him in the torso - biggest target, always aim for the biggest target. She swung just like she had in training with Tsui, and she couldn't help but feel that for once, maybe her mentor might be proud of her if this worked out.
Cait/Persephone Rolls
1 - Spinning Cups 7 - Fighting a youma! 10 - free of the ride! 1 - EPIC FAIL 8 - oh there we go good girl that's better
Torvil
Torvil generated a random number between
1 and 20 ...
3!
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 9:00 pm
He was actually surprised - for a moment even pleasantly so - that this senshi was actually FIGHTING BACK, and not turning into a crying whimpering puddle on the ground.
That was however - until her fist impacted his chest just above the sternum and actually caused him to gasp for air. Stumbling back a bit, he fought hard to resist bending over, but he hunched up a little, and that's when he threw a kick at her shins.
SpaceSalt generated a random number between
1 and 5 ...
2!
SpaceSalt
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 4:19 am
"Right. Polaris, I know, sorry," Zia cleared her throat. She was sure Zirconia did that on purpose to poke at Azzo, but she didn't like how the cat's language was contagious.
She did give a small chuckle as she put her phone away. She never asked for permission before snapping the pictures for her pokedex, but she was nice and took a second one when she posed. She'd let Aventine pose too, after all, it was only fair.
She was incredibly displeased with Niflhel, though. She'd been living in his house, for crap's sake, and not one mention.
"Well, thanks for the info," She chirped, trying to sound cheerful in spite of the fact she was going to strangle a certain Saturn knight when she found him, and their surroundings. Zia was paying almost no attention to the battle, though.
She had turned to walk away, giving Delphi a slight way over her shoulder and was intention finding wherever Pascal had run off to, when a canine like youma lunged from seemingly nowhere. Before she could process what was going on, teeth had clamped down on her arm and her meek attempt at not stumbling in her heels just reminded her how terribly dressed she was for monster fighting. She didn't scream, but she wasn't calm either. She was simply stunned and wide eyed at the pain racing up the limb.
Sleet Tempest Snape
Rolls: Ride Roll = 3 (Stuck on the dropper) Escape Roll = 8 (Escaped the ride) Civilian Dodge= 5 (Unseen) Civilian Dodge= 3 (OPEN TARGET) Civilian Dodge= 5 (Unseen) Civilian Dodge= 4 (OPEN TARGET) Civilian Dodge= 2 (Caught in the Crossfire)
The sight of Chris falling might have been comical if it actually wasn't so terrifying, but since Chris was a) the love of Paris's life and b) in danger of breaking his back or both legs or all of his limbs, it was probably one of the most unamusing things Ganymede had ever seen. There wasn't even anything he could do about it except stand there and just watch it happen and hold his arms out hoping he'd actually make a good catch.
Actually, he probably could have done some fancy Senshi maneuvers and maybe used the center cylinder of the swings to propel him upwards to grab Chris and make his fall more controlled, but the panic (and the beer) made it a bit too hard for him to think of things like that in enough time to actually make use of the idea. Instead, he was practically helpless while everything around him just kind of... happened.
The resulting collision was painful but much preferred to Chris slamming into the ground. Of course, Chris was also a foot taller and twice as heavy as Paris was, and while Ganymede had the added bonus of Senshi strength at his disposal he was not prepared for the impact caused by two-hundred pounds of jock falling right on top of him. Even as he successfully broke Chris's fall he found himsef toppling over as a result, colliding with the furry beast of a youma on his way down.
Caught between the hard ground and Ganymede who was caught beneath Chris, the youma burst into dust under their combined weight.
Ganymede laid winded and bruised, coughing until he was able to get his lungs functioning correctly again.
"That could have gone better," he wheezed. "Ow... holy hell, did you know you're kind of heavy?"
Rolls 1-6: Stuck on swings. (2) 1-10: Attacked by youma. (7) 1-10: Attacked by youma. (4) 1-10: YAY FREE (10) 1-10: Youma dusted. (9) 1-10: Pummeled by a youma. (2) 1-10: Another hit by youma. ;; 1-10: Youma dusted.
"Hee he hee..." A panda was having fun. It managed to pull Cora out of the spinning cup, even though the little kitty tried very hard to resist such attempt. The youma was holding her, laughing it's deep basso laugh and stroking Cora's fluffy fur. On top of it, it's pink shadow-like aura turned into a heart shape before boofing off softly. The youma pulled then Cora closer, making smooching signs.
The kitty itself was not that much in love. Her paw was wildly swatting towards the youma. "Ohnononono...." And then suddenly, her nails digged in youma's flesh who turned into dust and dropped her.
There she was again, in the spinning teacup, getting her head dizzy again.
Cora's 'I'm killing you with cute!' Rolls
First Roll: 1 - Spinning Cups (Kinda cute, actually) Second Roll: 7 - Youma attacked, Cora dusted it. Third Roll: 4 - Another youma! And it won't go away, even though Cora is screaming/telling it to go away. Fourt Roll: 7 - A love-sick panda youma gets some stratches and then poofs into a dust.
Appeal generated a random number between
1 and 10 ...
2!
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 12:02 pm
The world around Ainsley simply seemed to be gone as she laid on the ground in a pool of her tears. She was so happy to be alive, so happy to be on the ground but absolutely terrified of everything that had happened. She didn't think she could stand up, didn't know if she wanted to, but she didn't have a choice when she became the target of a new youma. She didn't know it was coming, didn't see or hear it, so when it attacked her it hit her exactly as it had intended to.
It was on top of her, pinning her to the ground. She could only meekly cry out while she attempted to prevent her face from being carved into the pavement below her. She didn't want to move, she didn't want to stand up but the situation left her with no choice. She wasn't in the air anymore, and the more she realized she wasn't trapped in the air the more she could hear the screams of civilians. She had to stand up, she had to help everyone.
She muscled enough force to roll herself out from under the youma and under a small raised step. This might not have been ideal but this would keep her hidden while she pulled out her pen and transformed from Ainsley to Sailor Hypnos. It was then she realized how grave the situation was, and just how many Chaotic power signatures were in this area. They were everywhere, and one was quite literally struggling to get under the stairs with the girl that escaped it.
She wanted to help everyone but to do so first she had to help herself, first she had to get out from under the stage. Tightening her fists at her situation, sleep dust formed as she concentrated. Not yet... not yet... Sailor Hypnos watched as the youma tried even harder to get into the space she had crawled into it, hoping it wouldn't get through before she'd had enough. She went on like this for minutes before her hands held enough dust in them that she felt secure enough to throw it at it.
Startled by impact, the youma flew backwards and then from the dust getting in its eyes it seemed to stay there. At least, it stayed there long enough for Sailor Hypnos to get out from under the stairs and within its reach. It might have been disoriented from the sleep dust, wobbling back and forth on its legs, but that didn't stop it. It came at her, knocking her back onto the ground.
She recovered as quickly as she could but she was fighting a losing battle as the youma continued its onslaught.
QwQ Ainsley/Hypnos' Rolls
2 - Giant Swing QwQ 3 - 7 :: Civilians, you are fending off youma and doing yourself to be free! Order, you are fighting youma, with numbers 5 and up allowing you to dust them! Chaos, you are focusing on energy! QnQ; 3 - 7 :: Civilians, you are fending off youma and doing yourself to be free! Order, you are fighting youma, with numbers 5 and up allowing you to dust them! Chaos, you are focusing on energy! QnQ! 8 - 10 :: You are free of your ride! You must deal with the impact of it, and figure out just how you've gotten free, but you are free nonetheless! Chaos, you may attack senshi and civilians once you're free of the ride! ((((；゜Д゜))) 1 - 3 :: Youma attack! If you are not in a battle with a Negaverse soldier or rolling in response to something they have done, this number reflects a youma attacking you successfully. You may have been injured in this attack.
Sometimes Pascal felt himself wondering just how much respect for her life Zia. She had freaked out over the Drop Tower and clung to him afterward but then she had basically pranced around the carnival while youma dashed left and right, and eventually she had disappeared from his sight for just a moment. In that time, his chest tightened and his fears all found themselves present. Anything could happen in the moment his eyes were off her, and they did, and when he finally found her again his face couldn't even express his sorrow.
"Zia..." he whispered, moving toward her unseen by the youma around each corner, before he scooped her up into his arms. He didn't say anything to her, knowing there were no words that could express what his arms could in this very moment.
Pascal Lalande's Unimpressed Rolls
3 - Dropper 8 - 10 :: You are free of your ride! You must deal with the impact of it, and figure out just how you've gotten free, but you are free nonetheless! Chaos, you may attack senshi and civilians once you're free of the ride! 5 :: Unseen. You are safe for now! No one seems to notice you, unless you make yourself known. It might be a chance to help, or to try and find a way out. 5 :: Unseen. You are safe for now! No one seems to notice you, unless you make yourself known. It might be a chance to help, or to try and find a way out.
Kaori_luv generated a random number between
1 and 10 ...
2!
Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 12:05 pm
She was not having a good time of this. The youma shook off her kick and unfortunately was even angrier and more determined to do her in than before. What was with these youma? Usually it was so much easier to knock them off, but not today.
The thing jumps a her and clawed up her legging slashing tights and skin, and allowing blood to trickle down free. She groaned and threw a punch at the youma, a blind one that was more gut reaction that anything, before the youma rammed hard into her side sending her stumbling sideways.
Roll 1: Spinning Cups: 1 Roll 2: Youma Attack : 4 Roll 3: Youma Attack: 5 Roll 4: Freed : 8 Roll 5: Youma Attack: 3 Roll 6: Defensive Force: 5 Roll 7: Youma Attack: 2
Ok, this was getting insane. As she stood there having just finished off one youma another seemed to take it's place. This one wasn't attacking her though. It was after the person who'd just taken her picture and was leaving. Well, this wouldn't exactly do. Shaking her head she hurried over and along the way scooped something up off the ground.
As she drew closer she threw the item, not realizing it would have made a better bat than throwing object. She'd picked up a small metal pipe...and rather than swing it she had thrown it at the canine like youma attached to the woman's leg. "You really should pay more attention. This is not safe." Stating the obvious. But it really was unsafe here. When the youma dusted from the pipe smacking it, rather hard, she flashed the purple haired female a smile.
Winterlynn's Roll's
- Ferris Wheel. - Order, you are fighting youma, with numbers 5 and up allowing you to dust them! - You are free of your ride! You must deal with the impact of it, and figure out just how you've gotten free, but you are free nonetheless! Chaos, you may attack senshi and civilians once you're free of the ride! - Defense force! You are handling yourself well against the youma attacks, and are likely able to fend off their attacks. Lower rolls in this range likely come with small injuries, while higher end rolls can result in youma dusting. This may also reflect the strength of your attack against a Nega. - Critical hit! A youma is successfully dusted, or damage is dealt against a Negaverse soldier, resulting in injury. - Defense force! You are handling yourself well against the youma attacks, and are likely able to fend off their attacks. Lower rolls in this range likely come with small injuries, while higher end rolls can result in youma dusting. This may also reflect the strength of your attack against a Nega. - Critical hit! A youma is successfully dusted, or damage is dealt against a Negaverse soldier, resulting in injury.
