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 Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 1:20 pm
"Zanazzite, right?" The wide, lopsided grin of the Captain was at full force as she greeted the young woman she'd had yet to ever truly meet, having spent some time hunting for her through the crowd. She'd made a point of asking about her after drawing the youma-loving lieutenant as her secret santa recipient, but beyond tracking her down, she'd never made contact with her.
Offering a gloved palm to shake, she then held out a small envelope emblazoned with 'Zanazzite' across the front. Inside was a simple print-out sheet, detailing a number of volunteer hours spent at the local animal shelter. Howlite had donated time, rather than spending money on a trinket. Word on the street was that Lt. Zanazzite loved animals. Tucked into the envelope was also a small, hand-made coupon, for 'One Day of Awesome,' with Howlite, herself.
"Happy Chanukkah, 'n all that." The blonde ran a hand through her tousled, short hair, before finishing off her glass of wine.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 2:27 pm
Osumilite backed away from Raite, muttering a few obscenities about the other Captain as marched to under the tree to personally hand his gift to General Ilmenite. He hadn't met the General personally, but from what he heard about him, this type up thing would be right up the General's alley. He placed one hand on the white-haired boy's shoulder and offered out his wrapped gift. Inside, he found three individually wrapped fine Cuban cigars. They weren't the easiest to find, but he was a man with connections.
"Merry Christmas, Ilmenite," Osumilite smiled, followed by a small suggestive wink to General-Queen Tanzanite whom Ilmenite was presenting his gift to.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 3:39 pm
A thunderous sound filled the Rift, the sound vibrations so powerful the enormous Christmas tree rumbled. In a flash of darkness, Queen Beryl teleported to stand beside the tree, as glamorous in her own way as ever, colored with a furious look upon her face. Immediately, she began to march towards the General-Queen Apatite, gliding past the crowd of Negaverse agents in her way without so much as a glance to any of them. "General-Queen Apatite," her wicked voice boomed as she marched through the sea of agents only to stop mere inches away from the General-Queen. "You dare to throw a party in my Rift and you don't even invite me? What gives you the right? You are beneath me, General-Queen. Don't you forget that." She then looked out to the crowd of agents. "Who here has a present for your Queen?" There was silence. "Anyone?" Her body snapped to face the General-Queen once more. "How about you, Apatite? What do you have for me?" she hissed. The General-Queen snapped a finger as a humanoid youma approached the Queen, holding a poorly-wrapped holiday sweater. "I made this just for you," Apatite smiled. Beryl snatched the gift from the youma's claws and with one sharp nail she sliced the wrapping open, unfolding the sweater inside to reveal its monstrosity. "This? What is this?" she spat. "Is this supposed to be cute, Apatite? Oh, that's right, you're sweet, little cute Apatite, General-Queen of the Negaverse. You think you're always so cute. You're not cute. I'm cuter than you, you little b***h. You..." The Queen shifted to an incoherent shriek as deep indigo glowing aura built around her. The giant Christmas tree began to glow as well, not with its own lights, but with the same aura surrounding the queen. It rattled in place and slowly four monstrous clawed limbs grew out of the tree as it turned into a massive youma. The Queen cackled as another thunderous boom and flash of darkness teleported her out, leaving the agents to deal with the Christmas tree youma. Christmas Tree Battle! The tree grasped onto its ornaments, plucking them off its piney body and tossing the glittering balls into the crowd. But as soon as it touched the ornaments, it became clear that these were no longer ordinary ornaments - they were energy bombs! Roll a 100-sided di to determine if you are hit! If you roll a... 1-30: You have been blasted by the ornament energy bombs! These bombs aren't lethal, but you are tossed through the air fifteen feet by the burst of energy and deafened by its noise for the next two rounds. 31-70: You narrowly have dodged the ornament energy bombs! You are tossed a few feet away and are deafened by its noise for the next round. 71-100: You have completed dodged the ornament bombs! You may a roll a second 100-sided dice to attack the tree. The dice will determine your damage to the tree! Please only roll once per round, but you can post as many times as you'd like. This first round will last one day.
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Indubitably rolled 2 100-sided dice:
45, 18
Total: 63 (2-200)
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 3:46 pm
"Oh, s**t, drama alert." Howlite mumbled as Queen Beryl appeared, screeching like a howler monkey. Turning away from her secret santa, she reached for the nearby refreshment table, hand patting the cloth until she found a fresh glass. Lifting it to her mouth, she took a large gulp of eggnog, dark eyes trailing the angry woman's path.
Moments later, Beryl had disappeared, and the damn tree had taken on a life of its own, kicking people's presents from beneath its feet [bummer that some people hadn't grabbed theirs, yet!].
"This is why I don't like christmas trees," She commented to those around her. Or Christian holidays in general. They were all quite silly. At least it wasn't easter, so there were no zombies about.
Howlite slipped her shades back onto her face, pulling her jacket on top of her sweater. The youma tree began hurling bombs at the crowd, and she grimaced, with barely enough time to polish off her glass, and begin to move away, before one hit nearby.
Hitting the ground hard, but with minor damage, the blonde captain got to her feet, glancing around. Rubbing at ear at the ringing noise that meant she wouldn't be hearing anything else for some time, she made a half hearted attempt to throw her empty glass at the tree, feeling a slight satisfaction as it shattered against the trunk.
"Hell."
Time to organize a defense.
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its me debz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
36
Total: 36 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 4:02 pm
"Oh you know, nothin much, life is good, Hematite." Graphite had followed the dreadlocked lieutenant, who seemed..more than a little inebriated. But hey, Gabe could get behind that. He was halfway there himself.
It was due to the alcohol that he almost didn't notice the hubbub at first. However, that didn't last long...not really.
It was pretty hard to drown out the voice of your queen, he guessed, especially when she was more upset than a tsundere Rainbow Dash. b***h was crazy.
Ever the manly negaverse agent, Graphite squeaked as he attempted to dodge the bombs, staggering one way or the other in a zig zag motion, but...his tipsy state ensured that Gabe couldn't dodge as well as he should've been able to.
He crashed against a wall, his ears singing from the explosion. Disoriented, he slouched there for a moment, scrunching his eyes tightly shut to help clear his head.
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endejester rolled 2 100-sided dice:
2, 53
Total: 55 (2-200)
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 4:02 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 4:10 pm
He blinked in surprise at the gift from Ilmenite, the sweater, it was atrocious but he couldn’t help but grin and watch Ilmenite wander onward in search of his gift recipient. What –did- he get her he wondered quietly. He would find out later, for now he tucked the gift under his arm and turned back to Zircon for a moment to watch her undo her own package. Her face somehow both serious but just a hint of delight in her eyes even if it was almost buried under the professionalism that made her a fine officer.
“Never forget where we came from.” He said quietly before letting her slip away into the crowd to perform her duties.
The appearance of Beryl however made him freeze, eyes narrowed and teeth set to edge.
The bomb’s sent him Flying and cursing, skidding to a stop near Howlite his landing was something less than graceful, and he couldn’t hear a thing for the ringing in his ears. He pressed a hand to his head shaking it as though he could clear away the sound of the blast. He snapped free a chunk of crystal and hurled it at the tree. Using his concussive smoke bombs in here would just leave people cursing him rather than the tree unfortunately.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 4:15 pm
Almost automatically, the lanky blonde bent at the waist, gloved hands slipping under Zink's armpits to jerk him upright as quickly as possible. Perhaps not the most graceful of options, but the most efficient, certainly.
Watching him shake his own head, she glanced around, realizing that most people were probably as deaf as she. Of course, from the looks of him, the blast had done him far worse than it had her.
"GENERAL-KING," She shouted, hoping the exaggerated movements of her mouth would help, as well as the unembarassed way she pantomimed, tapping his shoulder and pointing at the top of the youma. While she may have known sign-language, most here wouldn't, and it would be silly to assume they did.
The star was almost pulsating, and it seemed a better target that the trunk, or anything else. "MAYBE WE CAN," she began to move her hands like she was grabbing the rungs of a ladder, "CLIMB IT." She gestured to the assembled officers. There were more than enough of them to take out a feral, if giant, youma.
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Sleet Tempest Snape rolled 1 100-sided dice:
62
Total: 62 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 4:19 pm
Now he got to see who Beryl was, he'd heard her mentioned to him several times; mostly by senshi. Senshi always seemed to comment about him following Beryl without questions, to which he always denied seeing as he was clueless who she was. Now he got to see who she was and god was she loud! Though maybe she had a right to be upset she had no right to screw with the party like she was! God damn living tree!
Why did the holidays have to be turned into a mess of a battle? Thanksgiving had turned into a mess, what with being a cat and all. He hoped every other holiday, including New Years and Christmas day itself, didn't turning to some mess like this simple party was now dissolving in to.
"Should someone, somehow, get the gifts out from under the tree which weren't gotten?" He asked, hoping someone heard him. Benitoite didn't have time to do, or say, more as an ornament was thrown his way. Jumping away he was thrown back mid jump. Landing several feet away on the hard floor. Groaning and cursing to himself the blond weakly yanked the sweater off as he got up and onto his feet, his uniform was pulled on as quickly as he could, he hadn't even noticed he couldn't hear yet. Dizzy and wishing the room wouldn't move under his feet, could he just get himself together before he got killed by the tree?The uniform just felt right, proper, to be in it during this battle, would they have to kill a youma....someone who was on their side?
When he did notice the lack of sound he stared around him with wide eyes. He'd heard the loud ringing of the explosion and then sort of nothing. Like his ears needed to pop, like on a plane.
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Syusaki rolled 2 100-sided dice:
6, 52
Total: 58 (2-200)
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 4:22 pm
It was time to exchange presents. Great. Her present in her hands, Fukalite searched for Hematine. Once she spotted the lieutenant she shoved it into his arms and hastily walked away. She didn’t know what to get germophobes, which was probably why she had settled with going to Bath and Body Works. He was a guy, but whatever. As long as she hightailed it out of there quickly she wouldn’t have to see his reaction, positive or negative.
Someone called out her name and she winced, afraid that it was Hematine only to realize that it was Bismuthite. She turned around and took the bag from him. “Oh. Uh, thank you.” Curiously, Fukalite opened the bag and her eyes lit up, the scarf catching her attention in particular. Her smile was genuine when she looked up at him, one hand gingerly taking out the scarf. “Thank you,” she repeated, but then shuddered when she heard a thunderous voice. Oh wait, was that Beryl?
The next moment the lieutenant was tossed through the air. At least she had managed to hold onto her gift. Fukalite groaned and slowly got to her feet, except she couldn’t really hear anything else except for the echoing noise of the ornament bombs. Oh goddammit. Pissed, she stomped up to the tree and kicked its trunk.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 4:39 pm
He couldn’t hear, god DAMNIT he couldn’t hear, He was dazed and staggered back to his feet with the help of Howlite, he was dazed enough that he didn’t even see Ilmenite right away and hoped he was alright, if that b***h had taken him. He set his teeth into a snarl before adjusting his coat as though that alone would make the bruising and indignity fade.
His eyes locked onto the star for a moment as he shook his head again trying to clear it and pointed. He frowned a moment as he worked out reading her lips, oddly the exaggeration made it harder when he was more accustomed to trying to read the lips of people who didn’t want to be read. Back to the star and then an emphatic nod. He waved a hand towards the top of the tree, towards the star, but they’d need it distracted if nothing else.
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Felyn rolled 2 100-sided dice:
5, 14
Total: 19 (2-200)
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 5:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 5:16 pm
Perhaps she was distracted by the scene Hematite was purposefully causing, or perhaps she was simply used to the dramatics of their Queen after so long, but Alkaid was caught completely by surprise as the sparkling tree suddenly came to life in the most utterly disastrous way.
Her bright eyes flickered upward just in time to see a flurry of ornaments coming right at her. She had time to shield her face, but that did little good as the energy tossed her completely off her feet and sent her flying through the air. Luckily, a nice hard wall stopped her flight short. She hit with a resounding thud that was accompanied by a very odd snapping noise before she fell to the floor in a heap of dreads and shimmering fabric.
Her body had cracked open across her back and shoulders, leaking dark plumes of energy that faded into the air inches from her flesh. As she began to push herself back onto her feet, the cracks around the peculiar wounds were glowing, working furiously to stitch her battered flesh back into place. Slowly, the leaks began to diminish, but the look on her face said she was anything but comfortable as her body healed.
She couldn't hear.
Her ears felt like they were stuffed with cotton and her skull was ringing with a high pitched buzz, like all sounds were condensed into the most annoying tone in the world. Between the energy waste and her disorientation, she braced herself with one hand against the wall and looked furiously through the crowd to get a grip on what was happening. Lieutenants and General Kings alike were going down without a chance. She had no idea where Hematite was.
Without a second wasted, she called her power though the shout was deaf to her ears. The bright orb burst to life in her hands and she tried, in vain, to send a few light missiles at the tree. One landed, two, but between her poor line of vision and inability to concentrate, it was a failed attempt. She let it go before she'd used the entirety and leaned back into the wall instead, feeling the effects of too much energy wasted in too little time. She needed a moment to recover and orientate herself before she could even think of attacking again.
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LOLLI qAq rolled 2 100-sided dice:
44, 3
Total: 47 (2-200)
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 5:28 pm
What was with Queens going on the rampage during the holidays? Was there some sort of memo that all evil monarchs menstruate on the same day once a year? Chromite bit her tongue at the dramatics of Beryl but couldn't help but quietly grin at the comment about the sweater. Drama queen aside at least she was being honest...
Then the tree came to life. She watched, face falling, as her present was crushed under the catastrophic movements of the living tree. Turning to say something snarky about her present at least being cheap to Hematite her mouth opened but only air came out as she felt a barrage of warm air and shattered ornament slam into her chest. Grimacing as she stood up only a few feet away from where she'd been she shook her head to get that horrible high pitched whine out of her ears, like trying to shake water away from her eardrums after swimming. It didn't work.
Reaching down at her hip, the lieutenant summoned her little plastic marshmallow shooter and pulling her arm back like a star baseball pitcher, she hurled the useless toy weapon at the tree with a grunt.
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Moving Pictures rolled 2 100-sided dice:
43, 44
Total: 87 (2-200)
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 6:31 pm
Not a heavy drinker, by any means, Esperite was feeling the effects of the glass of wine and the eggnog by the time he finished giving his gift to Hematite. Though he wasn't nauseous or feeling ill, Esperite did find that the heels on his boots seemed a little higher than usual and everything around him seemed a little better, even the some of the sweaters were starting to grow on him. Not that he enjoyed any of them or would try to find one of his own, but he certainly felt he could look at them without the feeling of disgust overwhelming him. As he carefully turned around, he almost bumped into Zircon as she handed him his gift. Embarrassed, he did his best to shake off the effects of the alcohol.
"My apologies for almost bumping into you. Thank you very much for the gift. I appreciate you taking the time, Lieutenant."
Unfortunately, the drama caused by Queen Beryl's arrival cut short the sweet sentiments and he found himself in the midst of a strange feud between superior officers. Esperite knew he was tipsy and this kept him frozen in place for fear of making an a** of himself. Keeping his mouth shut, he watched as the situation quickly deteriorated into an all out train wreck.
Still working to shake off the effects of the alcohol, he watched as the tree began to terrorize his fellow officers. Ornament bombs flew everywhere and he was barely dodged one that came right at his head, he was thrown several feet away. Shakily standing back up, the first thing he noticed was the atrocious deafening ring in his ears. As he looked around, he found that the rest of the Negaverse was reacting without any sound. As the ringing continued, Esperite held onto the edge of one of the tables for support while he tried to gain his sense of hearing back. Though his usual fire was dulled by the alcohol, he still was still severely pissed off and chucked one of the nearby empty plates at the giant tree youma. Satisfied when it shattered against the tree, he moved further back to try and shake off the overbearing ringing in his ear as the others scrambled to do the same.
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