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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2017 6:26 am
Mutt, Youma - Zone 16
Useless. Useless dust monsters swarming. It put up with them for The Reaper but now... now in this world with yummy, yummy food it wandered away from the swarm. It's claws dug into the floor, gouging the cement, as it somehow made its way into the darkness of a building. Darkness was its home, it was its hunting ground. Food.... come to it and be devoured.
The youma found itself in a black room, light so dim it was hard to make out anything more then outlines but it could still feel the bright presence of food coalescing among the dust outside. More lights, more food, was finding its way inside, to where the youma was waiting. It moved quietly, nearly silently, gliding through the darkness like a gator through the water.
The bright one. There were three but the one in white and red drew it's eyes. Three tasty morsels, two stronger than the one. First the white one, then the red one, then the weak one. Food. It was glad to have followed The Reaper.
The youma charged at the trio once it deemed that it was close enough. Its tail whipped back and forth, smashing into barely seen items as its claws dug into the ground. Even with surprise on it's side the attack missed. It was harder to move in the human world, at least it blamed the miss on that. The youma let out a strange gurgling roar in anger, it wanted to eat... and it wanted to eat right now.
HP: 75/75 Target: Super Sailor Phact Damage: 0 (Attack missed)
since Mutt is a mix of a lion, a croc, and something all it ^.^
Decaying Ammut: Soul Devourer Ammut is capable of devouring a magical attack and regurgitating it upon the caster. (Attack DMG is turned upon the caster. Ammut takes 5 damage from ingesting magic. Can be used once every five turns.)
Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2017 6:55 am
Tomlin, Guardian Cat – Zone 15
The city lights went dark. That was enough to get Tomlin’s attention. The ginger guardian cat took to the streets – his superior feline eyesight might be needed to help people home in the blackout. But auras moved like homing beacons around him, in one direction, so he followed.
The auras went dark, too, past a certain point.
When Tomlin made his way through the power plant fences and crawled into the building proper, he realised how deep the darkness ran. He hadn’t seen so many youma in one place since they’d visited the creatures in their own living room, storming their domain to take back a pile of stolen starseeds. From the seething mass of youma crawling around the power plant, it looked like the Negaverse had finally decided to pay a reciprocal visit.
A scream split the air, and an unnatural screech that shook the glass from the windows. Tomlin flattened himself against the concrete floor, slinking in that direction. He may not have received the distress call, but distress was clearly in progress.
He pounced on a small youma only when it got directly in his path, grappling the wriggling thing and kicking it with his back paws until it fractured into dust. With a delicate kitty sneeze, Tomlin followed the sounds of humans voices towards the centre of the power plant.
HP: 115/115 Target: n/a Damage: n/a
((Open for interaction, but I’ll be on the slower side.))
Some reliable information came from the new senshi's sparse explanations, and Scholomance nodded solemnly. Someone saw fit to send out a call regarding the abominations here. Either that someone had more of an idea of what transpired here, or said someone simply walked into a preconstructed hornet's nest. Scholomance estimated more thought was placed into this ambush than was visible, however; the Negaverse seldom took losses well.
They lost many to the battle in Negaspace. In return, Schörl took his arm and his teeth, his signet ring. They lost again, so what was more rewarding than taking power from half the city?
"You're right," he answered at last, "youma aren't normally this active in such a sparsely populated place. There's no reason for them to be here without people to eat." One of the horde parted from its writhing brethren and rose up to meet him, to which he answered with a thin strike of his summoned spinebone whip. The creature, dreadfully weak, rained on him as ash. For now, the masses undulated without any clear battle plans - youma split where they could to attack what they could, and only the smarter of their ilk formed any semblance of a team effort. For the rest, they chomped at any powered starseed in their vicinity, hoping for a quick meal. Scholomance estimated that he would need to commit the name Proteus to memory, for they would have to find a grave for him by night's end.
"I'm a kn- s**t —"
A flash of shadow and an emormous mantis loomed over the top of him, sending the knight to the ground. Its belly opened to expose long teeth, and Scholomance flattened against the ground to avoid its gnashings. In such close proximity, his weapon meant nothing. "Hey!" He shouted toward his earlier conversation partner, and a second later, he tossed the spinebone whip in his direction. "Hit the damned thing!" Attention swiveled back to the mantis and, hissing through false teeth, he witnessed the unstoppable inevitable. Teeth sank into his sides as he loomed to close over him, stopped only by his hipbones and part of the bony overlay of his uniform. Immediately his left hand shot out to force the creature's carapace back open while he tried to block it open with the remainder of his right arm.
Maybe he was right about the tombstone business afterall. Inwardly he wondered, was it worth it to avoid corruption just to die as a youma snack?
Indeed, something tried to come and bite them in the face.
The hyena youma reared up from its earlier failure against the vampire senshi, then charged at Sailor Sabine in its desperate search for a new target. Yipping laughter followed it while overly thin bone legs skittered and clawed against the floor. Soon enough, it found new blood entering into the area, and took all signs of nervousness as an opening to strike. Its thin legs pushed it from the ground in a leaping pounce, and the creature closed in on his mark to bite her shoulder. Thick spittle sluiced from its jaws and marked the floor in its quick journey.
The Reaper would be proud of him tonight if he killed a senshi or two. Or ten.
HP: 75/75 Target: Sabine Damage: 8
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Proteus was grinning from ear to ear when Scholomance confirmed that his conjectures were sound, blissfully unaware that the knight had already written him off in his mind as one of those who wouldn't make it through the night. "It's good to know that my observations weren't off entirely." He quipped, eyes going as big as saucers the moment he saw the humongous mantis youma lunge towards Scholomance.
Oh... s**t s**t s**t s**t s**t. That youma is on him and he needed to do something fast to help get it off lest the knight is done for.
While Proteus stood there and contemplated his next course of action, he snapped his attention back to Scholomance when the knight yelled and proceeded to toss the spinebone whip to him.
...
...
... wait a minute. Was this whip really made of vertebrae?
The Senshi of Swarms gaped at the interconnected vertebral segments that made up the spinebone whip that he now held in his hands, his fingers prodding and scratching its surface as if to try to ascertain if this was really 100% real bones or just a very well-made replica. This would make a really neat addition to the anatomy museum the Medicine faculty maintained over at DCU.
Still, geek moment aside, there was Scholomance whom he still needed to aid. "On it!" Grasping onto one end of the whip, Proteus let the other end drop to the ground, lifting his arm before sending it cracking towards the back of the mantick youma with a flick of his wrist.
HP: 100 Target: Mantick Youma Damage: 6
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Hang in there Schol!
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Begone giant insect!
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No worries Kolina! <3
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2017 7:48 am
Squire Hy-Brasil - Zone 14
A familiar voice was what caught her attention, and the Squire turned on her heels to find the Knight in which it belonged to. It seemed a youma had also found great interest in Scholomance as well as it bypassed the senshi he was with to barrel into him. He went down and the youma was on top of him, gnashing teeth finding purchase in the Knight's uniform. Hy-couldn't tell if it had made it through the copious layers of that uniform, but she wasn't going to wait around to find out.
His yell to the senshi to hit it barely registered in the squire's ears as she darted toward the fray.
"Get off of him!" She yelled as she rushed the youma, incense burner raised like a bat as she swung at it's side in an attempt to make it dislodge from Scholomance.
HP: 120/120 Target: Mantick - Youma Damage: 17
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Shitty post is shitty but..
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Sorry guys!
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2017 8:00 am
Eternal Sailor Harmonia - Zone 2
The screetch from the youma caused Harmonia's teeth to clench together as hands flew to protect her ears. It was a tear jerking sound that caused her to stop and loose track of everything around her as the youma voiced its.....whatever about the situation.
When the screeching stopped, Harmonia tentatively released her hands from her ears, which were still ringing, to find another Eternal had joined her and Minkowski. "Hey there." She said as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
"This thing is....huge!" Harmonia said in agreement as she looked at the giant youma.
A flashback to something else she had seen this large. In a place that was unwelcoming and...
The memory faded as fast as it came and Harmonia realized she didn't have time to dwell on whatever it was. The other Eternal, Lenka, had begun to attack.
In her haste and disorientation, Harmonia swung a fist at one of the youma's legs, things...parts? Whatever, but ended up missing completely.
HP: 140/150 Target: Greater Youma Damage: 0
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Crappy tag back ladies but...
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I need to hurry to work and didn't want to leave you hanging.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2017 8:53 am
Sir Wrigglesworth; Youma - Zone 12
Wrigglesworth was terribly startled to feel an ant (Gelria) brush against one of his bony scales, and he hissed in outrage at the light-ant; if he had skin and rattles, it would have been much more intimidating. Wrigglesworth was so angry, now. It was going to eat all the lights!
Rising up, Wrigglesworth shook his body, his bony bones rattling loudly where he no longer had them; clacking on the cement.
But then- then the Light he had tried to eat- tried to hurt him back! How dare this filthy Light?! Wrigglesworth dove angrily at the Light (Encke)again, snarling through his big fangs.
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Gelria - took 4 damage from Gelria after Wriggles' skin!
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Encke - took 6 damage from Encke
HP: 65/75 Target: Encke Damage: MISS Bone Snake: Thick Skin Despite having no visible skin, the snake possesses a stone-like hide that absorbs physical damage. (-3 damage from every physical attack.)
Tortuga had been a bit transfixed by the sheer numbers of youma running around. It was like a living carpet of the ******** with one giant turkey ruling over them all. How would they be able to defeat such a creature? It was a huge rotting corpse of some bird... it was like a Chocobo but a million times larger and soooooo much grosser. Tortuga was contemplating how it would even be possible for him to help take out the giant chicken as he beat back yet another little youma when said chicken screeched.
It was like nails on a chalkboard while having a hangover. It ******** hurt!
It took a bit for the page to get his bearings back after that sound the giant desiccated chicken made but when he did what he saw was not good. During his little fights with the smaller youma he hadn't realized that there was a General (Labyrinthite) here... or that he was facing two, no three, senshi (Metis, Denebola, Altais). It wasn't so much as the disparity between the order fighters and the general but the senshi who was on the ground, it was her that had him first think there were only two facing off against the scythe wielding general. That third senshi (Denebola) was hurt and the other two seemed to try to protect her, at least that was the only logical thing the healer could come up with. Why else would you be lying prone on the ground while someone was swinging something sharp at you?
"s**t." He was just a page. He knew he wouldn't stand a ghost of a chance against a general but Tortuga also knew that he couldn't live with himself if he didn't at least try to help out anyone hurt. Even if that meant getting his a** killed. It was just who he was.
Shaking his head at his own stupidity he raced towards the small group, doing his best to not draw attention to himself. He didn't need anyone trying to stop him right then. The redheaded page slid to a stop beside the downed senshi and immediately ripped off the bandana on his head, "Keep him distracted!" The EMT snapped at the two, much stronger, senshi as he knelt by the senshi and pressed the green cloth against the young woman's wound, trying to staunch the flow of the blood. "Come on sweetie. We got to get you out of here." He slipped into his habit of pet names, it was something he did as a way to calm the younger patients he encountered in his civilian life. "You got to help me out here sweetie. You got to hold on." He needed just enough space and time to scoop her up and go running. Where he really had no clue but anywhere but here would be safer.
Throughout this entire time his back was to the trio standing. The page was focused on the patient by his knees. "Can you press down on this? You got to press hard ok? I know it hurts."
Aaaaand tentacle flailing was all it was, the little limb with its angry wiggling suckers waving hello to the greater youma. SIGH.
"Look at his hair," Scylla told both Ara and Themiscyra, pointing at the Negaverse Agent and his shaggy hair with its little pink floppy bit. "It's ridiculous. General Candy Cane he is. Plus, the nickname is so ridiculous it makes everything else just a little bit less scary." Not that fear was what she was feeling.
Ara's attack made contact, which was much better than Scylla had done, and she gave the younger senshi a broad grin, proud of the contact that had been made. "Good hit! Now keep a hold on that bat, Ara, we're going to need it." Her pulse jumped, adrenaline pouring through her veins, and she looked away as the hungry magic continued roaring through her veins.
And there went Themiscyra, calling for them to stay back; honestly, that wasn't a problem for Scylla at all. "Yep!" she called after her, "You're going for the big one!" And making some good contact, it seemed like. "Good job! Bash it in the face!"
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Tentacle just said hello friend; no attack
HP: 150/150 Target: ----- Waiting on the Greater Youma for next round Damage: -----
Eternal Sailor Metis of the Third Eye// Zone 1 (away from 12, 13)
At least the other senshi's magic proved to be more effective, and actually hit. It gave her a bit more time to move in closer to Denebola grabbing hold of one of her hands, squeezing tight. "Hold on, we'll get you out of here," she whispered quickly, offering what she hoped was a confident smile. But she couldn't see the damage. She had no idea how bad Denebola was hurt, and only knew that the Senshi of Dragonflies was on the ground, and not trying to get back onto her feet. That was a hell of a concern, and it took a great deal to shove down the panic that was forming in her veins.
When a knight (Tortuga) slipped in, he startled her, though Metis offered him a small, relieved smile as he spoke gently to Denebola. She couldn't feel his power level with the dampened auras, but his request to keep the General was met with a firm nod. "Move her out of here soon as possible," she said, giving Denebola's hand another reassuring squeeze before releasing her to his care.
Metis quickly placed herself closer to Labyrinthite and the other senshi (Altais), aware of the inanimate weapon being highlighted by their auras in her vision. His jab about Iris had stung, deep, but she'd chosen to not acknowledge it, not play with that particular fire.
Instead, she darted in, trying to get close to the General. "Get out of here, help Denebola and the others," she shouted to the other senshi, focusing on her magic. She'd new tricks up her sleeve, after all, since gaining her little wings, as Labyrinthite had pointed out.
"Visions of War!" It felt so alien to speak these words, instead of the names of her previous magics. It felt so alien to feel the warmth of magic around her hands, unable to see the soft teal light around them. Placing her thumbs and index fingers together to form a triangle, she pressed her hands against Labyrinthite's chest quickly as she could--and perhaps with a bit of extra force in her shove--leaving behind a teal, glowing mark, a half-lidded eye. "I pray you see the world you created burn, and this monster you've become along with it," she hissed, blindfold covering her narrowed eyes. She felt drained after using two of her magics, but if it could throw him off enough... she might be able to take him down, or at least give the others a better shot at getting away and focusing on the youma threat.
Speaking the name of the attack, Metis' hands began to glow with a soft teal light. Putting her thumbs and index fingers together, forming a triangle between her hands, she touches the target over their forehead--preferably, however due to her height the target can also be touched on their chest--leaving behind a mark that looks like a half-lidded eye, glowing teal. Even if the target has a mask, headdress, fur, or something else covering their forehead or chest, the magic will still take effect. For 40 seconds the target begins to see a vision of a possible future overlay on the world around them from their third eye, disorientating them and likely blurring the battle around them. However, it is not a completely opaque scene, so the target will still be capable of seeing danger around them, albeit possibly distracted by the contents of the vision. The exact contents of the vision are up to the player, and if the player wishes if the target is subjected to a possible future that contains injuries or some other cause of pain, the target would feel it as they experience the vision, however the pain would only be in their minds, and no lasting damage would occur. After the 40 seconds, the vision fades away. She is only capable of using this magic once per battle.
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2017 11:05 am
Super Sailor Sabine - Zone 16
The animal/monster/thing that leaped out of the darkness and latched it's jaw's upon her shoulders startled Sabine. The sudden appearance more so than the actual pain of teeth digging into her shoulder. She felt the weight knock her off balance and she knew she was falling back, so she tucked her chin in tight and threw her arms out to soften the impact against the hard floor, feeling it rattle her body. But she quickly got her legs up, attempting to lash out with a double kick to the creature's body even as she tried to drive her elbow into the side of it's head.
"GET OFF!" She screamed angrily at the thing, wishing more than ever she actually had combat magic instead of her more tactical support.
Though her attacks did not find purchase, she still attempted to struggle out of it's grip.
"Sabine!!" She was briefly torn between which of her friends to go to, and made the decision blindly. The younger red-head deserved backup, especially after all 'Trix's ribbing about unicorns and magical adventure, and she didn't deserve to be savaged again. None of them did, but Phact was the strongest of them, and she hoped able to hold out long enough to pull this together.
She went in swinging, not with her magic but just with her bat, a long swooping hit that didn't connect with the full ferocity she might have liked, but a respectable hit never the less.
Magic was still, for her, a secondary option, a less familiar and therefore less reliable tool, though it wasn't off the list if these things didn't retreat. Besides, she needed that energy for now, and there was still that Croc-thing to deal with even if they took care of this thing.
Sorry Mutt, the coin did not favor you at this time but hey, more the merrier and all
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Posted: Sun Mar 26, 2017 12:26 pm
Chibi Sailor Iduna of Apples - Zone 1 going towards 2
She was winded when she arrived at the.... place of the distress call. Iduna may have been a few months shy of fourteen, and had the height of someone of a sixteen year old already but that meant nothing when you had to run across town. Senshi magic or not, running three miles was exhausting. Sounds of fighting echoed from inside the building and Iduna shivered, the oppressive wave of Chaos rippling out from it.
In the past, she wouldn't have even bothered answering such a call. There were far more senshi and knights who could help, and who could help far better than she could. To be honest, Iduna hated that she wasn't effective, that she was more of a distraction for her own team than an ally. Not that she had a team. She knew a couple other Chibi senshi (or former, as the case may be) and that was about it. None of them flocked to her, none of them surrounded her. Then again, she never went out of her way for anyone else, either.
Iduna creeped into the front door - what she assumed was the front door at any rate - and came face to face with a very chaotic battle. Several senshi and knights were fighting a very, very large youma, and a Negaverse General with a scythe? She couldn't quite tell. At least ten or eleven of them were engaged in combat and Iduna decided to inch her way around the room, quietly trying to avoid being seen. Which is hard in an outfit that is bright red and green with little heels that click on stone work.
She glanced at a door on a wall in the middle of the room, and crept towards that door, intent on getting out of the main room of fighting for now.
She wouldn't be much help anyway. No need to distract half of the adults with getting hurt or being in the way. If anyone cared.
All the chibi senshi was was a distraction. For them, for her parents, for her brother...
Best to be quiet and unseen and stay out of the way of the adults. Better that way.
HP: 100/100 Target: ---- Damage: ---
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Iduna is currently inching her way to Zone 2, but is not there and is free for interaction on the way!
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Super Sailor Phact - Zone 16
The first attack came quick. Phact nearly didn't have the needed second to react but she found just enough in a hairs breath to leap out of the way of claws and tail. "Whoa! Watch out!" She screamed the warning over her shoulders to her court mates as she slid to a stop.
Readying herself to engage, Phact was just about to step forward when she heard Sabine's cry out. All forward movement stopped and she jerked her head around to see a second creature crawl out from whatever pit of darkness had spawned them.
Two choices came to mind. The first was to dance with the one that had targeted her. The beast had her in its sight and she knew it. The second though won out.
She would NOT allow this new creature any breathing room.
With a launch of herself off the ground, Phact shoulder going into the youma's side aiming for just below it's saw.
HP: 120/120 Target: Hyena Youma Damage: 12
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One moment Mutt. 'Dinner' needs to take care of something first smile
