Fae-Fae HP: 28 Action: Trying to get Gavaen's star seed back from Guinevere Damage: N/A Location: D4
Thank the stars, the attack had done something. It was a miracle to see Cydfae and Itztenoch arrive as she fired her weapon. Fae-Fae made a desperate rush for Guinevere, clawing at her, trying to get to the star seed in her hands. She had to get it back. She had to put it back. Gavaen had to stay alive.
The voices of Lysvi and Naeria behind her brough a fresh wave of tears dripping messily across her face. She still had friends here. She still had friends.
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Character name, rank, and a link to their journal: Cadet Caelyna HP: 42 Action: ******** YOU SCYLLA. Damage N/A Location: D3
Caelyna wanted to cry. She wanted to scream and wail, she wanted to hit something, she wanted to vent her torn and tattered emotions, she wanted to make ti all stop.
She wanted to rewind to the beginning of this awful battle, and do something--anything--different. She wanted to erase her moment of fearful weakness.
She wanted to support Fae-Fae, because--because Gavaen was--
Gavaen was murdered. But she couldn't make herself do anything but stand there, next tot he Commodore, hands clenched around her dagger, full body shuddering.
And the b***h who killed her sister, Scylla, was here, begging for forgiveness, offering her life.
But only after she saved her own sister.
Tears still pricked at Caelyna's eyes as she whirled, finally spurred into ******** YOU," she shouted after Scylla, in human English, with no need of her ComTech. She had heard that word used so many different ways, but it wasn't until just this moment, when it practically ripped from her throat, that she understood why humans seemed to find "********" so versatile and useful. No other word in either of her vocabularies conveyed exactly how miserable and furious she felt. But she needed the ComTech for the rest of what she wanted to say. "You dying won't bring my sister back! If you've got a little sister too, take care of her, idiot!"
Caelyan did not want some innocent little girl to hurt the way she was hurting. To know that awful void where someone you loved was supposed to be. All that would mean was more pain. More anguish.
Knight Tanais HP: 100 Action: Has totally been here the whole time, is miraculously untouched, and is now lovingly punching Ashanite Damage 10 +3(faction) +7(rank) = 20 Location: F2
Everything was Chaos, and despite how badly it seemed to be going for some of them, the mars knight couldn’t say she didn’t enjoy some part of the rush of battle. She’d picked managed so far to come through most of it unscathed, using hit and run tactics to take out what she could.
This whole situation was a giant s**t show. She’d been excited to see aliens arrive, who some people apparently knew well, and offer to drill a hole straight into Metallia’s black heart. She’d lusted for that, for the decisive blow against their shared enemy… but it had all fallen apart in the end. Too good to be true, as they say. She wasn’t entirely sure what the alien commander was hoping to achieve here, but there were some key things that made Tanais’s decision very simple. Lyndin had made an alliance with the Negaverse. He’d call them here, and trapped the rest of them in a cage of General Sovereign power. That meant whatever he was trying to accomplish, he was the enemy. The Negaverse was guarding the generators, therefore the machine was an enemy tool and when chaos had begun to pour out of it, she had been doubly certain about it.
The seductive caress of it had turned her stomach. It felt too eerily familiar to her, even as it felt like it poured black sludge down her throat, choking her. It crawled along her spine, beckoning, sinking into her… and she felt something stir. A phantom of something feral.
The best way to push back the clawing sensation was to distract herself, and the best way to do that was to punch someone. She caught sight of a general making motions at someone, and that seemed like enough of a volunteer to her. Kicking herself into motion, she darted towards the figure in purple and hauled an arm back as she burst between fighters, swinging at the pretty face with a fist wrapped in brass and a snarling lion’s head.
Character name, rank, and a link to their journal: General Ashanite HP: 42 Action: Attacking Tanais! Damage: 2 + 7 + 5 = 14 DMG Location: F2
Ashanite was interrupted before he could move to the target he'd intended. But this? This was just as good. He wasn't quick enough to dodge her fist, and it impacted his face hard enough that he spat blood as he stepped back to get his bearings. But his eyes lit up feral, and his grin turned poisonous.
"Oh, I'd love to," he said, and he swung his staff, aiming to strike her in the side--her front seemed well-armored, but perhaps there was a gap there to take advantage of. And even if the blade didn't bite into her, he had more than enough strength to make it hurt.
Transcended Eternal Scylla HP: 49 (100 - 24 (Blast) - 22 (Wolf) - 15 (Prehnite) +10 (Hypatia) ) * Note: (Article of Resilience -1 damage) Action: Going to D4. Talking to Lyndin. Crushing the Console. Damage 1d10 + 7 + 1 (Article of Strength) + 2(2x) / 3 (2x) 8+7+1+4+5(bracelet) = 25 damage to the center console [ damage]
Used: Eternal, Bait Alt Super magic, Metallic Bracelet, 1 Basic
Location: D4
Well- the Velencyans hadn't shot her (yet) and she had moved safely past them; One of them had screamed at her- You dying won't bring my sister back! If you've got a little sister too, take care of her, idiot! and Scylla had nodded acknowledgement, her eyes gleaming- Caelyna's was a face she would remember, because she owed the other alien a debt she could never repay.
I didn't mean to were useless words, and they churned in her gut, unworthy of the moment. I'm sorry was a trite phrase.
The alien hadn't been Chaos. Hadn't been an enemy. She had been struck by a panicked attack, and it had been murder in a way that the Negaverse agent who she had killed to protect Leto all those years ago... had not been. One was protecting an ally. One was shame. Velyria's face would haunt her now in a very different way from the memory of that Lieutenant's blood-soaked slippers.
She had given Encke a tear-streaked smile as he passed, her emotions naked on her face for anyone to see. And now... the Console was under mass assault, and another generator had gone down.
Scylla was afraid to allow herself any hope.
The aliens had much to think about, and the Negaverse always managed to crush her hope. And yet she still did it. Every time, she let herself believe, like a fool. It was amazing anyone listene to her at all, with how frequently she dared to dream and was proven wrong. But she had to. If she gave out on hope, if she stopped-
The losses - her losses- would drown her. And she didn't want that.
They took her, someone whimpered next to her, and Scylla turned to see a senshi (Beta Leporis) there, and Scylla looked around at everyone present before brushing at the girl's wet cheeks. She-she was just trying to protect me. She’s always trying to p-protect me. We-we have to do something. We have to get my sister back, please.
"It's okay," she told the girl, and tried to say helpfully- "My friends and I, we're making a team-" The Avengers Initiative? "The Thorns. We'll be able to help you." Right? Right??? "It's good people. Experienced people. It's-"
And then someone called out to the senshi in her arms- a half-dressed Corrupt- and Scylla rolled her eyes to glare balefully at Adonis. They have been having a moment, but luckily another senshi (Hypatia) seemed to be there, and Scylla held Beta Leporis close for a moment before releasing her.
Find someplace safe, she wanted to tell the wounded, weeping girl, but the area was quickly filling. Aliens were struggling with a corrupt, Chaos agents were closing in on them, and where was Giulia? Where was Marlo- was Hope going to be okay, if both her parents died here? What would Zora and Lucas tell her, about how they had died?
Another had called her name though, and Scylla's head moved to where Oberon had decided to attack Lyndin and try to get the gauntlet, instead of hoping that they could appeal to his love of his people. Lyndin loved them, she believed that, and those people were in danger here too. Some were still far across the field, struggling for their lives and their allies; some were here , scrabbling for a starseed. There were still generators, and while others could handle the machines, they weren't.
What would Caedus do?
I am not very brave, I do not think. But I am very stubborn, Scylla. You give me hope. You have always given me hope. I wish I knew now what I did then. But there is nothing to be done. Time cannot be controlled. You do not deserve a life of Chaos and war. I believe in the Vanguard. And I believe in Commodore Lyndin. He has done so much for everyone. I cannot tell you what your friendship means to me. I have held it in my heart since you worked your way into it. I want to be able to show you Velencya. And, if we can manage, Velenia. I will hope for it. I will work for it. I think I am bad luck. I just want to be safe. I want you to be safe. When Earth is safe, perhaps we will get into trouble together. Just a little bit. Maybe a little adventuring.
Could he forgive her for leaving him to protect her people?
Could she forgive herself?
Nausea and bile rose, warring in her throat, as she stared at the fallen king in Sessrumnir's arms. Walked over to touch his hair, exhaling. Taking a deep breath. Just one moment. She only needed one.
He had always believed in his people, and their ability to make the right choices. His people had betrayed him- some of them, at least.
She couldn't do the same, not to him.
She couldn't betray her own people by putting him over their safety.
If you've got a little sister too, take care of her, idiot!
Caedus, she thought wearily, I should have been a better friend.
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Those within the range of Scylla's aura become quite aware of who they are near. The air around her seems to grow cold and oppressive; and when she moves the creaking of ships can be heard, and the sounds of wood splintering and metal bending, water splashing, men crying out in terror. From the corner of their eyes they may think they see something moving in the darkness, but there is nothing there. Familiar friends may (somehow) find her aura soothing, catching a glimpse of light to reassure them. Enemies may find her aura less so.
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General Youma Faustite (with Eternal Super Kamacite) HP: 169/200 Action: Seeing to Lysithea, then Kamacite Damage — Location: B6
Faustite had no words for the fallen knight (Asphodel). He spat on the hat, then turned from that shovel disaster, and started for the group he left behind. He was dimly aware of more attacks on the generator, but could not muster up another assault beyond a bone-deep exhaustion that insidiously made home in his body.
"Never thought it'd be you, did you?" He muttered at the prone newly corrupted (Lysithea). His stomach churned at the thought of what would happen to her in the Negaverse, how they would keep her. Ashanite was the only one from whom he got advice, but — how was he supposed to express care? He so often cared, and it went unnoticed, it wasn't enough, it wasn't the human kind of care that the rest expected and relied upon.
He hadn't time to think about it. "Ilse," half-faced thing pointed to the still-conscious corrupted senshi, "watch over her, keep her safe.
"And you," he pointed next to Monoceros. "Call your ******** friends off." He gestured to the new gaggle attacking his and Kamacite's generator. Didn't need more than the implication to drive his point.
Then he looked for Kamacite, his concern for the boy more compelling than spending a minute to recoup. Why the ******** did they have to attack his and Kamacite's generator, Kamacite was going to push himself too far —
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Rugose Pendant - A blackened, wrinkled rock set into a silver pendant with an indigo glow trapped inside. It can be found discarded in Negaspace or the Rift. To use the item, an agent or Negaverse senshi must energy drain the rock. Once drained, the rock will crack and disintegrate. The rock's violet light will then envelop the user, cloaking them in the appearance of a youma. A youma aura will overwhelm the user's natural aura, though it will not disguise their aura. Their youma appearance must adhere to youma guidelines for personal or player youma. The user does not gain any special abilities while under the effects of the item, and their current abilities are not typically hampered by the item. The Rugose Pendant's effects last until the character powers down or until 3 hours have passed, whichever is sooner. The Pendant may be used once a day.
The generator went down and Charybdis had squirmed away; a quick look told Pollux that while the Console was being swarmed, it was still up, so he moved to the next generator, calling to his sister, "Come, Principessa. No playing here, we move."
Chibi Sailor Attack: Seal Pup! +2 Damage (3 uses - 001 002 003) Charybdis creates what looks to be a baby seal. It is clearly magical. It is very cute, and the soft little squeaks it makes encourage everyone to look at it. And not at Charybdis herself. It is precious and pure. With very big, wet, cute eyes. It can remain in a 10 foot area of where Charybdis cast the ability, flopping aimlessly towards her enemies and making soft little chuffy-whuffy noises. Seal Pup can be used 3 times and it is effing adorable. The seal remains for 20 seconds unless viciously attacked; once attacked, it cries for 5 seconds and vanishes (either at the end of the 5 seconds or at the end of its duration if attacked late). (TL;DR: Look! A Distraction!)
Ida, Realta, and Nix all attacked, and Charybdis cheered them on. "GO!" She cried with all the cheer of a slightlyferal pre-teen. Wow, this Chaos stuff was awesome! Wait- no. "HIT IT AGAI-"
OW!
A small catboy (Chip) threw something at her head, and Giulia cried out in pained affront. "You BUTT-HEAD!" she roared back, and then flung her small body in his direction. "EAT THIS, CAT."
And then loudly, in his sensitive cat ears- "GO!" as Meissa smacked the generator too.
A loud BOO as the former Deneb corrupted.
It was like a football game!
A cat, rushing to protect a falling senshi. Lepus and Aomori, and Eriphyla, and their beautiful attacks!
The bravery of an alien!
And people moving to the next generator with no hesitation.
Order would not surrender.
Pollux called to her, and Charybdis got up off the cat-boy with a final kick with one cloth-clad, tiny foot. "You're BAD!" she told him firmly, and then lifted her head again, calling her army to her.
"COME ON CHIBIS!!" she lifted her hand, waving it. "LET YOUR MAGIC SHINE! DOWN WITH CHAOS! COME ON! We're awesome, and we're kicking these old farts!"
Arsenolite scanned the area around them, looking for someone to give a little face-punching to—and spotted his general (Ashanite) being attacked by some whack-a-doo Knight.
Well, that wouldn't do.
He sprinted across the field and aimed a leaping kick right for Tanais's kidney.
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Enyo HP: 50 Action: Moving to B4 on the way to back up Faustite and Kamacite at Generator B6 Damage1d10 + Location: B4
Generators were falling, but two still remained. Enyo rushed south, running to help General Faustite and Kamacite.
Alum of Abyss HP: 75 Action: Moving to B4 on the way to back up Faustite and Kamacite at Generator B6 Damage1d10 + 5 Location: B4
Generators were falling, but two still remained. Alum rushed south, running to help General Faustite and Kamacite.
Captain Lime HP: 75 Action: Moving to B4 on the way to back up Faustite and Kamacite at Generator B6 Damage1d10 + 4 + 5 + 5 Location: B4
Generators were falling, but two still remained. Lime rushed south, running to help General Faustite and Kamacite.
Captain Vladimirite HP: 75 Action: Moving to B4 on the way to back up Faustite and Kamacite at Generator B6 Damage1d10 + 4 + 5 + 5 Location: B4
Generators were falling, but two still remained. Vladimirite rushed south, running to help General Faustite and Kamacite.
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Lt. Cuprite[X] HP: 50/50 Action: Trying to rescue his little cousin Damage None Location: B2, heading to B1 to pull Benitoite and Noctua to a safer area
Cuprite tried to be careful as he picked up Benitoite to not make his wounds worse but he couldn't be sure how well that went and he certainly couldn't stop to check them now. Standing with his cousin tucked protectively in his arms he focused back on his surroundings and onto the Corrupt(Noctua) that he knew was part of Beni's team.
"He's going to be just fine, you both are I promise." He said, keeping the tone of his voice as soothing as he could amid the battle. Between how much smaller his already tiny cousin looked and the teen's frightened look he was more then ready to get them out and to safety. "Now let's get you both out of this mess, you have done your part." He shifted so he could pull her protectively under an arm if she allowed it, hoping to keep her focus away from the battles all around them, but either way made sure his larger frame was between them and anyone who might attack them.
"We'll get you both fixed up in no time." The Lieutenant gently lead her to the edge of the ring. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind you keeping him company as he recovers if you want."
Not waiting to see if her magic was totally successful or not Meissa took off at a dead sprint towards one of the still functioning generators. One way or another these things were going down.
She stumbled a few times as the aftereffects of whatever she was hit with worked its way out of her system but she felt she'd be able to manage just fine when it came time to attack things.
He saw the senshi (Alcor) fall. Knew he should be happy about it--was she not the enemy?--but found only dread. He had never killed anyone. He had taken great pains to never drain anyone to that point, and he had never pulled anyone's starseed, their soul.
Souls were not his purveyance as an agent. They belonged to someone else.
'Give us this day our daily bread'
No, no.
He saw her laid on the ground by General Rakovanite. Watched the ice take over her form. Watched what it did to her, what it turned her into. What she became because he had struck her. This was his fault.
Youmafications were not new to Ransomite, but something about watching it happen to her twisted at him. What act of creation was his decision making a mockery of? Would this have happened if he hadn't attacked her? It was by virtue of habit alone that his face was stony instead of betraying his thoughts. Was this something she deserved, even as the enemy?
What had he done?
'And forgive us our trespasses.'
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Hania, Mauvian [X] HP: 30/50 Action: ALL the feels Damage None yet Location: B5
A yowl that was half grief and half rage came from the feline when Lionel took Guinevere away. He had ran a few feet behind him only to skid to a stop, body shaking with emotions, as he was unwilling to leave Morgan and Arthuradel behind. Instead he got to watch in horror as the newly Corrupted Senshi was revived and then sent out to kill one of the aliens that had been trying to help them.
Was this his fault?
At least Morgan was back up and kicking so that was one less worry but that didn't solve the issues at hand fully. He was glad she wasn't still unconscious and could defend herself now but she was still hurt. And worse he wasn't sure if either of them could help Guinevere.
Did he do this?
He looked back at the other two, visually checking on them before turning back to look at Guinevere, torn between wanting to back up from where he was so he could help fight those who went after Morgan and Arthur, and just running over to try to do something to get back Guinevere even if he couldn't figure out what he could do.
He was the one that pulled her into this fight so did he make her into this?
Torn as he was, he could only stand where he was and listen to Morgan cry out to the aliens as she attacked the console. At least it looked like it might come down soon.
