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 Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:24 pm
Raven’s cool gaze followed where Remarque was looking and she smirked. “That one, hm? I’ve been wanting to plant my fist in her face for a while now too. Self righteous fool. Trying to protect people, but just preying on the deaths of them instead. You are one of mine, aren’t you? One of my group? My…team? We’re on the same side. I can feel it.”
She didn’t know how she knew..but she knew.
The blonde frowned, looking up at the knight that had just intruded in on the two’s talk. What a pest. That boy…that guy that had been discovered during the spider battle. He looked fragile though. Breakable. Though, he wasn’t Raven’s problem. No. She had her sights on another knight. The one who had appeared after Mary died. The one responsible for Mary’s death, she was sure.
That girl would pay.
She turned her blue eyes onto her then grinned. “Well, I’ll leave you two boys alone, you have fun. Play nice.” She bolted over to the other knight, tilting her head and grinning. “Hey cutie.”
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:27 pm
Sailor Cyllene had spent the majority of the first half of the battle by the sidelines. She wasn't a very skilled hand-to-hand fighter and as such a new Senshi, she figured that more than anything she would just get in the way. Plus, killing s**t wasn't exactly her cup of tea. Mmm... tea... More than anything, Cyllene wished she was back on earth in her shitty dorm room, smoking a cigarette and staring at her ceiling like the good old days. The good ol' days before she was a super hero in a mini skirt and high heels, fighting for who the ******** knows what.
But now the dead creature was back and stronger than before, and the Negaverse and evil Senshi around her were relentlessly slaughtering everyone in their path.
She quietly peered around a giant rock that she had been hiding behind. Man, this sucks.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:28 pm
Remarque watched as the girl ran off—after his target, nonetheless. But it didn’t matter to him; he had someone right in front of him that looked even more fun. If he’d been trying to keep his identity a secret or being aiming to play dumb, she’d ruined his cover (it would have been a stupid cover, anyway, it was kind of obvious who he was aligned with).
Not foolish enough to keep his eyes on the girl when he had a foe right in front of him, he adjusted himself to lock eyes with the page. “And if I am?” he asked, lips twitching into a smirk. “What’s a scrawny little thing like you going to do about it? Haven’t you had enough of getting your a** handed to you for one day?”
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:29 pm
For a moment, she'd looked like she was about to punch, and he'd already moved to dodge, even if it wasn't in the most ideal way. There was some hope, at least. He seemed to relax as she did, through. "Yeah... Kind of. I feel so... so weird, through." Well, no, really. One second he'd been dead, the next he'd been alive. "I- I was dead." The realization suddenly hit him. He'd been dead. His hand curled into a fist. "They... They let me die." He remembered. He'd fought as he could, did his best to help them... And they'd let him to die.Suddenly, Deneb Kaitos was enraged. "They let me die. So many of us died. Because of THEM." It all seemed to clear now.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:29 pm
Bismuthite was angry, bloody, and tired. But he couldn't quit. He wouldn't. He'd keep up the fight no matter what! He had so much to make up for. so much to set right that he knew he never ever truly could... It was his fuel, though. His fire. And he wouldn't quit.
With a battle cry he kept on fighting.
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Skye Starrfyre rolled 2 20-sided dice:
12, 20
Total: 32 (2-40)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:29 pm
"Do you think the Zodiacs asked for a bunch of ungratefuls to be displaced into their home?" She shouted in return as her rage returned, the power of her sphere bubbling in the pit of her stomach again, slowly building back into fury. The girl was right. The stupid, misguided Dark Mirror Senshi was right. In some aspects, at least. If they'd been able to figure out what had brought the civilians there; how to get them home... If one of their own cats had found all of the poor, lost souls before the damn Sith had. Corvus took the hit as Sailor Thule came at her, letting the other girl clip her hard in the jaw. She was certain she deserved that much, at least, but that would be the only hit she'd let her have willingly. Corvus rolled with the movement, tugging the other girl back down onto the dirt with her, intent on their scuffle getting dirty.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:36 pm
Leto nodded slowly as Deneb came to the realization that the Senshi had let him die. "Not only you. All the civilians. People you knew, people you were friends with. They got them all killed. Sacrificed them to make that barrier. That's all that you're worth to them. A whole lot of nothing." She spat angrily.
She clamped a hand on her new team-mates shoulder. "Feel that rage inside of you? Use it. Let it fuel you. Tonight is a night for vengeance, in the name of Chaos."
She smiled, her eyes narrowed.
"Take your pick. Find some ******** clad in white. Someone with an aura of Order. You'll be able to feel the difference. Make sure they're at your level... If not, I'm your back-up." Her smile turned to a maniacal grin.
"Make sure you stop them from attacking the Great One. It is our only hope of getting back home. If it dies again," she stressed, "we get stuck here."
She shoved her comrade forward gently, urging him to go forward and kill.
"Kill every last one of them!" She marched forward with him.
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Infinities rolled 3 20-sided dice:
18, 11, 6
Total: 35 (3-60)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:36 pm
Her tentacles vanished, and Scylla scowled around the field. She was weary- her attack was reaching a limit, after all. She dodged around another Negaverser, elbow smashing into their face.
Plan of action. Plan of action.
((Attack #4: 35))
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:36 pm
Celsus put a bloody hand to his chest, an expression of mock outrage on his face.
"Why friend, I am quite put out you think me scrawny," he said, in a tone of false hurt. "That really stings, you know. I work hard on my absolutely amazing physique.
"You, on the other hand..." Celsus waved his hand in a noncommittal fashion, as if he were dismissing the Dark Mirror senshi in font of him. He walked around the young man in a slow, almost taunting way, looking him up and down with his fingers linked behind his back. "You could use a little more meat on your bones. And your hair..."
Clicking his tongue, he shook his head tragically. "I'm afraid it's rather girlish. But no matter."
He dived forward, throwing his fist forward in a punch aimed towards the senshi's chest.
"I'm not here to talk semantics, after all."
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:37 pm
Maybe the senshi who had shouted his complaint was right. Maybe nothing was working. Punches and kicks, and all projectiles magic or mundane or on fire, were only making the tiniest of dents in the newly-formed skin of the youma. The Negaverse were showing no signs of relenting either: supercharged with energy, eyes ablaze to match their monster, in the noise and rush of the battle it was getting difficult to tell where the Great One ended and their more human allies began. It was all the same. They were all unstoppable. Slowly, the forces of Chaos pushed forward, and slowly, the defenders of Order were forced to fall back. Their ground was shrinking, the Surrounding was almost in worse straits than it had been before attempts had been made at its restoration, and they were being corralled into a corner. It was a lust for carnage versus a dogged determination to keep fighting for their lives... and carnage was winning. One large foreclaw raked gingerly at the color-grained ground. Shadowy vines blossomed out of the ruts that were made, rapidly whipping out and headed for the Knights and senshi. GOOD GUYS, ROLL A D4!A 1 means a handful of vines are lashing at you like whips. A 2 means some scattered over the ground and tripped you. A 3 means one wrapped around your wrists or ankles. It needs to be attacked and cut away before you're free again! A 4 means you're awfully lucky and didn't get hit by anything! HP: 99,338
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:37 pm
Bifröst gritted her teeth at the dark suited senshi that bolted up to her. She gave her a bit of credit for having a nice looking outfit, but that was it.
"What do you want, You Who Is Kinda Like A Moth?" she said, voice hard. She wanted to know why this senshi had come after her specifically. She didn't like the grinning the girl was doing either. Her teeth gritted together.
This fighting was getting really, really old...
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Jarosite took the rock in his stomach and let out a weird pained cough. There went one of his ribs... ow... He staggared towards the back of the group of Negaversers, trying to walk off the pain in his side.
Man this just wasn't his month and a half... He spat blood onto the road and crouched, waiting for the pain to numb some.
If it did at all.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:40 pm
Thule was slightly surprised to have got such a good hit but then she was pulled down and they were rolling in the dirt. It reminded her at first of when she was a kid and use to play with the boys in her street, it was an odd time to remember such a thing but then it was an odd day. "You are all murderers." She hissed at the senshi and tried to grab something, hair, face, arm, anything. Something she could grab and pull or twist or generally hurt the senshi with. She wasn't too bothered by anything else right now, she had been told to keep the monster alive, but she didn't even know where it was. "Maybe you deserve to die too..." Kestrel had never been the murderous type, but these senshi. They had brought them here to clean, to be slaves and then to be slaughtered. She hated them, no it was more then hate. Much more and Kestrel wasn't one to let grudges go lightly.
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OP-Yuna rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:41 pm
"Ee~" Bellatrix suddenly had vines lashing at her, and more often than not hitting her. She just narrowly was able to keep them from wrapping about her while she thought about how to get rid of them. her magic didn't exactly lend to landscaping...
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Infinities rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:42 pm
The youma's claws raked the ground, and it was like... facing her own attack. Scylla shrieked as vines wrapped around an ankle, a wrist, pulling her down to the ground. "No!" She clawed at them with her free hand, kicked at the vines on her ankles. "NO!"
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Quicksilver the Archangel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Quicksilver the Archangel
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:44 pm
Pasiphae saw the vines coming and managed to avoid them by jumping to the side, and she grit her teeth. Her arms were getting tired from all of the rubble she had been flinging, but all of her efforts seemed to be in vain. Maybe it was time to rethink her tactics.
The Shame Senshi didn't want to hurt human beings. Enough of them had been hurt already, on both sides of the battlefield. But if attacking the creature wasn't working--which it clearly wasn't anymore--then the next best thing was to get rid of its minions. And the Negaverse and the DMC were steadily pressing forward.
She smacked a nearby Negaverse agent in the face, sighing as the male officer sank to the ground and into unconciousness. This... wasn't what she wanted at all. Not what she believed in. But she couldn't retreat... not after all the people she had failed to protect had died. She had to keep fighting... so she looked for her next target.
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