The pain that rocked her when the electricity field washed over the area was no surprise but damn did it hurt!
Hy glanced at those immediately near her to gauge how everyone had faired the attack. Her staff and censor at the ready should she need to heal someone.
Attacks back at the Calamitous Hollow began springing up until there was magic and weapons being wiepded everywhere. It was moments like this that Hy much wished her magic was something other than healing. And, the red head knew it was her personality. She much rather be in the thick of things than hanging back.
She also knew her magic would likely be needed sooner rather than later.
“I am going to keep an eye on you guys but if any of you want healing before I notice let me know.” She addresses the group in her area pointedly not looking at any chaos members.
Fulgurite, Corrupted Eternal of Springs Action: Being surprised by another corrupt (Meridiana moving with permissions!). Attacking with super Location: I9 Roll: 8 + 5 (super magic) = 13 HP: 150 - 35 = 115
Fulgurite jumped.
It wasn't necessarily the heavy press of the monster, or whatever it called itself, the herald or whatever, pressing against the shield. It wasn't necessarily the fact that he was suddenly in pain, because in a lot of ways he expected that. After all, getting into fights wasn't new to him.
What surprised him? Was the feeling of a super corrupt nearby, and when he turned his head, he was hoping it wasn't--
Cryolite.
He was relieved when a more feminine figure was the one next to him. Hopefully, it wasn't someone here to scold him for not doing much.
"Hey," offered Fulgurite to Meridiana, awkwardly. "Watch out, my magic is an area effect--"
Corporal Nessaela Location: F3 Action: Trying to attack the Hollow before approaching Ida to siphon some energy. Total: 6 + 5 + 10 (Almadel's pin) = 21 HP: 125-30 = 95hp
Nessaela wasn't one hundred percent what it was that she could do in order to help the situation out. She was still feeling the effects of the surge of energy that washed through the entire field due to the Hollow's landing on the shield. The corporal heard her Comtech crackle to life with the message fro Lysanna and seconds later Commander Vyn and another corporal separated from the group to aid in her retrieval. Nessaela glanced at her sword before she looked up at the creature lying on the shields before leaping up to lash out at the creature with her weapon. It probably wouldn't do much but any little bit would help.
Upon landing Nessaela gave those around her a searching look before squeezing Tenoch's hand once more before she withdrew her source stone. The Corporal slowly approached the senshi that had wings and held out her stone flat on her open palm as a silent request. She'd get the required energy and take it back to Lyndin afterwards.
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Super Grieve of the Collapse Location: G6 Action: a warning, an attack and a prayer Total: (2x2dss) +5 rank 9 HP: (125-35-2dss) 88
As always, Mirabilite was a compatible sort of crazy. Shame about the ******** rabies of it all. With a rasp of a laugh, she reassured the broken little star, "You are my only visang in this world." Only she said it all in the Grievous tongue, to be a little ********' cute about it. But the pleased grin soon faded as the titan of a snake was tethered and then shot. Serenity really going after Cosmos' a** with this sorta show of power. Even if it was mostly borrowed.
They still couldn't see the head. Setting Mira down and letting the little weird little chaos version of Leyndell off the hooks of her particular brand of murder eyes, Grieve gave those in the area a piece of advice, fight the body but soon it's gonna bare its literal ******** fangs. Stay aware."
Roka was already off to become a living blade; the joy of them, brighter than she'd seen since finding them in the fog after arriving on this world. A thousand years had winnowed them down to the bones of their selves and then sucked out the marrow for good measure.
It was a nice sight. Grieve would have to make sure it wasn't the last one she saw.
Pulled into nostalgia, Grieve couldn't help but quietly begin The Litany, unspoken for lifetimes upon lifetimes for those who once held to it.
"And so the First Grieve stepped from the heart of the world, and in so doing became the Last Grieve; for no Beginning is without End. On high, the Hallowed Palace raised its walls as mountains, raised its voices as the storm, and lifted its heads with pride. At the the Gilded Gates, the First of the Last spoke unto them..." She raised her arm to point up at the looming figure, "One Will Fall."
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Sailor Scout Attack: One Will Fall Grieve will either say the phrase while looking at the target, point while looking at the target, or directly touch the target's limb in order to cast. When hit with the attack, the target will feel their body collapsing in on itself with a pair of limbs (either both arms or both legs) feeing completely crushed under the pressure and no longer able to move or support their body . No lasting damage unless the player decides the target took some from any resulting fall.
Captain Diaboleite Location: I4 Action: Throwing his spear at the Hollow! Total: 7 + 5 = 12 HP: 125 - 35 = 90
Diaboleite did not like seeing Benitoite suffer. Did not like seeing his cousin struggling with whatever power was surging through the spike, and knowing there was nothing he could do to help.
And there was a shock of pain for him, too, as the creature was yanked into the shield by a shimmering arrow.
But there was much he could do anyway.
Pain, yes, but opportunity.
Benitoite got a sharp nod, and he twirled his spear, launching himself into the air and hurling it at the beast.
There were few words to be said, at least for him. Actions mattered now.
Squire Celadon of Cybele Location: E5 Action: Being indecisive, then throwing her javelin at the CH Total: 10 + 5 (Squire) + 10 (diamond pin) = 25 HP: 90/125 HP
Celadon flinched when the massive thing nearly came down atop them. Were it not for the shield, there would be no way to survive it. She was sure it'd be like a whole building falling on someone, only there were no windows for a miraculous save. Her attention flickered frantically between the unearthly monster and the strange, small device that kept them all from being crushed beyond recognition.
The shock rippled over the ground. She grit her teeth, stifling her shock as her body was electrified. For a moment, she was numb. She'd forgotten her conundrum, then it came back to her all at once.
What would be more helpful? Her magic, or her energy?
The aliens and their device seemed so impossibly far. Their princess was with them, right then, in an arm's length of her. And above them, an enemy astonishingly large. Whatever she could offer that shield, she doubted it would do much good in the end. So she jumped, drew back her javelin, and threw it at the creature, expecting it to do no more than ricochet off uselessly.
Industria winced, when the creature smacked into the shield and she felt a painful jolt of electricity course through her. It hurt but in other ways, it—and the speech she could hear over her communicator—just galvanized her.
Perhaps an accurate metaphor, given the electricity that the Calamitous Hollow seemed to wield.
“Our superiors are clearly confident,” she said, and there was a little laugh in her voice. “So let’s prove them right, darling.”
Her magic itched to be used. She hadn’t had the chance to try it yet—but she was ready to discover exactly what it could do.
“Spirit of Invention,” she said, and she felt the magic fill and flow through her, the sound of gears and the vision of the workings of a great machine—and oh, she understood. She understood that they could fight and win.
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Sailor Scout Attack: Spirit of Invention! Industria claps her hands, and everyone in an 8-foot radius around her will hear a loud clanking of gears and briefly see an illusion of the inside of a massive steampunk machine. Allies within the radius will find themselves seized with a spirit of invention--a sudden clarity of thought and focus that allows them to focus on problem-solving in a clever and inventive way. These effects will last for 25 seconds, and Industria can use this spell three times per battle.
Ascended General Niter Location: C8 Action: Putting Magnus's items on, jumping up to attack CH Total: 6 + 10 = 16 HP: 115/150
Niter busied himself putting the bracelet on Magnus's person, then removed a portion of his bow's tails to wrap around the cat like a collar. This, he pinned in place with the diamond pin, though he could do nothing for the little berry at the moment.
Even doing something as simple as that, a whole lot happened at once. A scale came crashing down, some massive harpoon thing shot out and skewered the Calamitous Hollow, and it fell on their shield like a person falling off a balcony and crashing into the hood of a car. It was wild to see so close, and Niter had little clue why it kept shrinking like it did.
The pooling electricity hurt, climbed up him like a cat up a tree, but it didn't feel as painful as he expected.
He didn't have much in the way of offensive magic. He knew this. But he also knew that he wasn't so far from one of those giant scales. The one near him and Laurelite looked pretty well intact. Might that be something he could spirit away with his magic and drop on top of the creature? Maybe, but it was so big that Niter was hesitant to waste the energy.
"Hold on tight, Kitty. Get your beam ready if you need to." He reached up and gave Magnus a scritch before ensuring he was safely riding Niter's shoulders. He leapt up with all of his might, his trajectory dead-set on colliding with the creature. He hoped to use his inertia to body slam the thing and kick off of it to return to the same space as before. He couldn't be half as elegant at it as the Queen, but she was probably that goal that was forever out of reach.
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Super Hybris location: h9 actions: stomping on the toy snake with Hela as Laurelite
Well that had been...very scary, actually! And Hybris would absolutely deny anything to the contrary. Falling slowly back down, he noted that the Chaos Queen really had a preference for a satisfyingly scandalous amount of leg in her fashion choices. Landing back down in time to see Telesto turn into a series of flying fists and pure muscle. The fake Queen proceeded to give him a starry-eyed gaze along with a very impressed round of applause before Hela enticed him away with the very! Fun! And cute! Stompy the Snake!
He always knew Hela was the one to watch out for. Thankfully they were friends. And as friends, Hela was joined in by a Fake Laurelite in stomping on the toy snake like it was Girl's Night at the Hater Rally.
Corrupt Mizuki, Super Senshi of Lilacs Location: A4 Action: Trying to give that snake some feelings of loss and using pin! Total: 9 + 5 + 5 + 10 = 29 HP: 125 - 35 - 5 = 85/125
Pain shot through her, but Zuzu didn't let go of the spike. It paled in comparison to the pain from the beast hitting the shield, and she wasn't going to let Faustite take it all alone. Never again would she let her father suffer if she could even help in the slightest.
The pulse itself lingered in her hands and she glanced at where the Hallow was now close enough to hit. She didn't feel any sort of second flare come from the spike as of yet, so she took the chance. Mizuki launched herself into the sky, plucking a petal from her fuku and brushing her hand against the pin. The general over the coms (Ashanite) was an extra boost to her moral too.
"Lilac Blossom Dance!" A shower of lilac blossoms settled around the Hallow as she dropped back to the ground, settling back with the rest of her team.
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Super Sailor Scout Attack: Lilac Blossom Dance An upgrade of her scout attack, this time she showers her enemy with purple lilac blossoms. They bring stronger feelings of loss and longing, disorienting an enemy for 35 seconds and causing feelings of pain in their chest. This has a range of 15 ft and can target up to two people at once. It can be used twice per battle.
There wasn't much that Haymitch could do except weather the pain in his fur. The electricity was not great, but the pain from the spike was far less and easier to manage. But he was a Chaos kitty, and honestly? He could handle any sort of pain if it meant that his General King and team were okay. Plus, Ashanite was giving everyone one of his pep talking monologues, and it absolutely had a good moral boosting effect for the cat.
From Albite's shoulder, Haymitch oriented himself and the star on his forehead glowed bright. His tail curled around to touch the pin in his hat. "For the NEGAVERSE!"
Then Haymitch fired his forehead beam into the giant serpent.
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Forehead Beam: In an emergency all cats can expend energy to shoot a beam of force from the center of their star sigil. This is draining and cannot be done with much frequency. The beam is more like a stun than a real weapon and is not capable of doing much more than stunning a normal youma or turning body parts numb. It may destroy the lowest level youma but the odds of finding some are pretty rare.
Captain Litharge Location: A4 Action: Time for a reapin! Attacking and using pin! Total: 2 + 5 + 5 + 10 = 22 HP: 125 - 35 - 5 = 85/125
Pain was nothing to Litharge. If anything, his corruption hurt far worse than the creature falling onto the shield and the backlash from the spike. This? This he could handle. Some general came over the coms, spouting a lot of fanatical sounding praise for their Queen. Look Litharge was all for being loyal and praising their leader, but at same time... a** kissing much?
Energy coiled in his hands, and he watched Mizuki just launch herself into the sky. This was the best chance they had to do damage, and he had a very, very good weapon for this. Blunt or no, his scythe was just that - a scythe.
Time to do a little reaping.
Litharge gave a nod to the group and launched himself into the sky too, scythe coiled behind him. He brushed a hand against the pin on his chest. With a flourish, he spun the weapon and brought it down over his head in a diagonal strike. He landed with a soundless thud, rejoining the group as Zuzu had.
All this ridiculous, unnecessary, distracting chatter. If they all spent half as much energy trying to get out of this situation as they did screaming at everyone, the whole lot of them would be home by now. But of course, far too many people liked to make a spectacle of themselves. The look he sent Narcissus (despite not actually being meant for Narcissus) was entirely withering.
But they weren't wrong in saying this was a window of opportunity that wouldn't be open forever. If they wanted to 'save Earth,' they needed to attack.
Rakovanite summoned one of his chakrams and abruptly offered it right up to Feldspar's nose. "Here. You should be able to strike from here with that." Which Rakovanite considered the best of the options he could offer his own weapon to. Feldspar's limited strength and mobility meant that he would probably not prefer to be jumping around, as so many others were. The strange fluctuations in gravity also eliminated the necessity for him to have to bring anyone within range himself, but... The battlefield was dynamic. Things changed so quickly.
"I will teleport with Vauxite and Narcissus to get closer. I think that will be better than expecting everyone to jump and hoping they land safely. Cervantite will go with Gremlin and Weissite. And Calaverite and Diasporite should be able to assault the Hollow unaided."
The tingles of electricity still prickled at his skin, reminding him that this creature was a storm waiting to be unleashed. Even if everyone else seemed undamaged by coming into close proximity with it, there was no telling who all it would be true for. "And be careful."
"Come. I doubt it will stay so close permanently." He didn't wait to receive permissions from Narcissus and Vauxite, simply hooked one hand around Narcissus' elbow and set the other on Vauxite shoulder and dragged both of them with him as he teleported within reach of the Hallow. He allowed Narcissus to be free so that Rakovanite could summon his second chakram and sling it into the creature's underbelly.
Before they'd had a chance to fall, gracefully or otherwise, Rakovanite had brought them back to the platform.
The snappish snarl that hissed between Gremlin's teeth was pressed a bit too close to Diesel's ear for comfort. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end- he felt completely certain that the Mauvian was gonna make a swipe for his face. But no, just that seething note of contempt.
"You are supposed to protect me," Gremlin snapped. "But you've let me be hurt- I'm injured, you useless two-legged flesh sack."
If Diesel was just an ounce more petty, this cat woulda been dumped to the ground straightaway. But, fortunately for the Mauvian, Diesel wasn't an unreasonable human; he knew Gremlin couldn't help but complain. "Well, despite my uncanny use of magic, I'm not a magician, and I can't stop lightning any more than you can, ungrateful cat." The words were brusque, but Diesel neither looked, nor sounded mean.
He was actually quite excited: punching the world-eater was what they'd come here for, and he was ready for it.
Diesel leaned sidelong, all bright smiles and wide eyes as he brushed his lips against Feldspar's cheek. "Be right back, yeah? Don't go nowhere."
He reached a hand back, making sure that Gremlin was as secure as he could be, then took hold of Weissite's hand. "Quick trip, right? You're probably used to teleporting ride-along?" Had to be since, he couldn't do it himself, Diesel assumed. And he would try to make this as smooth as Nat did it. No surprises (lame).
The three of them were only a beat behind Rakovanite. Gremlin reared onto his hind legs to scrabble at the Hollow with his scraggly claws. Diesel blasted off one of his Basic attacks, the heat of it recoiling back into his own (and consequently Gremlin's) face. He didn't waste energy on a second teleport as his brother did, just allowed them to fall back to the platform AST the strange pace offered by the gravitational fluctuations.
General-King Faustite Location: A4 Action: Took a heckin shocker, trying to hi-five Harold Darkstar with his shotel but he's still a bit twitchy Total: 1 + 15 + 1 (Article of Strength) + 5 (Spike bonus) = 22 HP: 125/200 (double damage from being part metal because i love serving up Consequences™)
Heliodor's news was important in that they didn't have much time remaining. Ever did it unnerve him that Heliodor could share any kind of connection with something so incomprehensibly large. Did it even think like them? How had Heliodor's brain not simply shattered under the weight of that connection? Regardless, they had to put it to their advantage.
Fafnir was sounding desperate about it, so Faustite tapped his shoulder with the back of his hand briefly. He was quick with his sign: He already gave us something useful. Thing's eyes are on Earth. It's not paying attention to us at all. Means we can go all-out without fear of reprisal.
So many of his team followed up instinctually, empowered by whatever caustic energy flowed out of that spike. It was heartening to see — they would not cow before impossible odds or incomprehensible beasts. He would do well to learn from them himself.
But could he? The ballista going off had startled him, the moon magic left him increasingly anxious, and the damned thing had nearly broken their shield with its fall. Worse was the ripple of electricity that coursed over the ground, inescapable, leaping, and hungry. Despite his efforts to jump it, his metal middle proved too conductive — for a blinding second, he convulsed in the air before falling to the ground where he caught himself on hands and knees.
It was all he could do to drag himself back to his feet, muscles yet twitching and uncooperative. He tried once more to ascend into the air, weapon poised in his grip, but as he brought it down upon scaly hide, his body flinched with its nerves misfiring and his strike glanced off the creature.
Daedalus glared up at the sky. He felt the electricity from the monster’s attack move through him, and he grit his teeth—it hurt, of course. But he wanted to use the pain to fuel him.
And he heard an unfamiliar voice from his Senshi phone—one that called ot all of them to remember what they were fighting for. That Chaos’s flashy displays of power were just that—flashy displays that could be matched.
The Calamitous Hollow was unknowably strong. An enemy so mighty, fighting it might seem utterly hopeless.
But Daedalus was used to impossible odds. His world’s nobility. Chaos. Rarely had he fought enemies that he would say were “on his level,” one to one.
And he had rarely fought them alone. Just like today.
He launched himself into the air, glad for whatever reduced gravity allowed them to reach the beast, and launched his magic.
”Wheels of Progress!”
Once, it had come without words. Now, he spoke, and fired.
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Eternal Sailor Attack: Wheels of Progress! Daedalus speaks the name of the attack, and makes a sweeping gesture, and enemies within a 15 foot radius are assaulted by visions of progress crammed into about 10 seconds; the visions this time are directly tied to the area in which the magic is cast in, and so might vary between planets or dimensions (so there would be different visions on Mercury vs on Earth vs in Negaspace), but they are always dangerous. After the visions fade, enemies are left feeling disoriented and battered, and may have moderate bruising at player discretion. The disorientation and pain last for a further 45 seconds. Daedalus can use this spell once per battle.
Half Youma Captain Janggunite and Youma Maikoh Location: H2 Action: attacking Total [Janggunite]: 5 + 5 (Rank) = 10 Total [Maikoh]: 5 + 5 (Rank) = 10 HP [Janggunite]: 125 - 35 (CH Attack) = 90 HP [Maikoh]: 125 - 35 (CH Attack) = 90
"Come, come!" Maikoh laughed, waving away both Janggunite's and Lameia's concerns with a flippant gesture of her large, clawed hands. "It is a great excitement to use such unique and powerful gifts. The Shiny Girl-" Maikoh was not great with names she'd only heard once. "Is right to use her powers where they are most needed! And when would be a better time, besides! You fret for nothing. Fight with every strength you have, or die." Though, she did gaze almost longingly after Carnotite, perhaps wishing that she, herself had something spectacular to offer.
Alas, brute strength was her primary asset, and she wouldn't complain about that, either.
For all the monstrous being in the sky could strike all of them at once with an ability that jolted through the Youma's bones, and made all of her fur stick up like an angry kitten's, Maikoh still felt she could give it something back. Glowing eyes landed with suspicious intensity on Janggunite.
And he had to admit that he was not fond of that look at all. Janggunite considered himself to have something of a weak constitution, and he already found himself reeling and dizzy from the scatting of electricity along his sensitive frills. It burned, and he thought for certain that they had simply fizzled away- but where he clasped a hand up to cover his ears, he found that they were somehow still intact.
He was hunkered over, hands over his face as he glowered at his Youma. "Don't look at me like that, Maikoh. I don't want-"
But those were the sorts of words that made her teeth gnash. Her golden eyes narrowed and she tossed her head and snapped her teeth, and before any more argument could be had, she'd lunged for Jangunnite, grabbing him around one arm and the back of the neck and hurling him up to the monster. Strength was her great asset, of course...
And then she turned that same, suspiciously intense look on Lameia. "My boy gets no choice," In case that wasn't obvious. "But for the Snack, Maikoh will be polite. Fight with Maikoh, or fight alone?" She offered a hand.
Captain Leifite Location: A7 Action: Trying to impress her Queen because HER QUEEN IS AMAZING by attacking Harold with her whip. Also very proud of Ashanite's monologue, 10/10 that's her General everyone Total: 6 + 5 + 10 = 21 HP: 125 - 35 = 90/125
She'd kept relatively quiet for most of the encounter so far. There wasn't exactly much she could do while the beast was out of range. She wasn't about to make her way to that shield generator either and offer up her precious energy; if the Vanguard drained all the White Mooners so it was easier to take them out later, she did not have to sacrifice some of her own energy.
Then their Queen displayed the power behind the Negaverse and Metallia and Leifite had to take a moment to just appreciate it. The blast of pure Chaos, that sung to the power in her veins - even if it made her stomach roil just a little - sent heat and an all mighty want up her spine. She wanted that level of power. She needed that level of power. Her Queen's power was what she strove for, what every agent should strive for.
The dedication, the command, the loyalty.
In that moment, Leifite knew she would do anything to wield that level of power. Anything at all. No matter the bodies she left in her wake, no matter the pain she had to subject herself too. She would wield power like that. She had to.
The Dark Mirror and the White Moon did, she supposed, help bring the beast down. She'd give it to the Dark Mirror - they'd brought a ballista - more than the White Moon. A beam of moonlight? Really? Good grief. She stumbled with the shockwave of electricity in her bones; it hurt and burned but she wasn't going to show weakness in front of the generals around her. Or in front of her Queen - even if she probably was not paying attention.
Then her General, her mouthy, her always loving to her his own voice General, got on the coms and pride swelled in her chest. The man might disappear for years at a time, but when he showed up? He showed up.
Following Ashanite's lead, Leifite flung herself into the sky and touched her pin. Her whip cracked as she snapped it out into the creature. She landed in less of a superhero pose than her General, but still on her feet and with a lift of her chin.
