Persephone kept screaming with rage and pounding at the monster, over and over again. She didn't feel like she was doing much - not when others were whaling at it furiously - but she was trying.
She was trying so hard it was exhausting her.
This stupid thing needed to die!
"Just die already!" She shrieked furiously.
OOC Info for Fun House
HP: 40/40 Target: Bear Youma Bear Youma HP Remaining: 20/500
Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 11:03 pm
(Dropped my randomizer - reposting below.;; )
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Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 11:03 pm
Pompeii could see the youma failing when it came to strength so with a yell she started to randomly hit and kick it. Soon... it was almost done and then she could go home and tend her wounds. Sticking around was not likely a good idea now that the police were defeated and there was carnage all around her.
((oh and someone is likely going to have to help pompeii get out of there quickly since she doesn't know how yet ^^))
Aqua Drageen generated a random number between
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2!
Posted: Fri May 31, 2013 11:04 pm
Nyx reflexively became guarded when she felt the weight shift on the delicate senshi she had taken possession of, her first thought that it was a Negaverse agent looking to have their face punched in (obviously). The impetus quickly passed, as she saw one of their own, of the knights, helping to get them along more quickly. She quirked an eyebrow at his wink and managed to quirk it farther at the mention of 'wonder woman.'
"Who..? The comic book character?" Maybe Penelope would know something about what he meant; she was really into that sort of stuff. Regardless of his surprising attitude (or perhaps because of it), something seemed familiar. Especially about this situation. Sessrumnir.
With the extra help, Nyx also had a moment to realize that the atmosphere was changing - gunfire was all but an echo, and the Negaverse agents seemed to be thinning out. Useless information, in the end, because that youma was still on the rampage.
Shifting more of the blue and silver senshi's weight onto the knight, she swept down to pluck up a large, jagged piece of wood that had been blown loose by the fighting. Nyx hurled it back towards the youma and took up her share of the hopefully-not-too-jostled blonde.
Someone tossed a piece of wood at the youma and while it was roaring in pain Falias took the chance to lunge in at it again, jabbing the broom handle end first at the roaring thing as hard as he could.
It seemed he did something right, or maybe it was the combination of attacks that it had suffered to date, but his last thrust with the broom handle seemed to be enough to end the thing.
For a moment Falias stared at the dust that had once been a bear youma and then he had to lean on the broom as his legs locked.
Was it... Was it finally over?
Fun House rolls
Roll 1 Page 4: 9 Roll 2 Page 4: 5 Roll 3 Page 4: 7 Roll 4 Page 6: 5 Roll 5 Page 7: 8
Falias' HP: 40/40 Bear Youma HP Remaining: 0/500
Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 12:05 am
Persephone collapsed from exhaustion just as someone else got in the final hit that sent the youma crumbling into a shower of dust.
Her face lit up.
"We did it," she said quietly. They might not have been able to save the cops, or all the civilians whose bodies littered the fairground...but they'd stopped this. They'd stopped this mad, raging bear.
"We did it!" She shouted, even if she felt like she'd barely done anything. Slowly, the green-haired Senshi stood up, taking several long, slow breaths.
She was going to get out of here and go find her family. They needed her now.
She started to jog away, and once she was out of sight, she powered down, and started to run. She practically crashed into her mother, and found herself enveloped in a group hug from parents and siblings.
Everyone had made it out. They were all going home.
She couldn't help but give a wolf howl at the sky when the sound of metal and warbling siren signaled the last of the SWAT succumbing. The senshi in those moment still scrabbling with their dancing bear.
"Smash the starseeds all to bits, through teamwork led at last to bliss, Their sure fall is prior planned, our precious strays from starlit lands."
She flipped back with a jump, leaping over carnage to more open ground before turning. She would see their victorious at the rendezvous. The pizza was neither here nor there, but she could bring along some victory cigarettes, cigars, and of course her pipe.
Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 1:44 am
Lt. Titan
There were no more, it was true. The call for a strategic retreat was there. They were all leaving, in the ways that they could. He didn't have time to reply to the compatriot that congratulated him- the man was quickly hip deep with one of their own dark sushi. Strange creatures those, but admirable. Worthy.
He hoped he would have time to speak to more sometime, though he had no idea what he would say. But that really should wait. They all had to go. There were far too many sushi there, and they had too few, All battle worn. And orders.
He stepped over the cars around, and headed off for Negaspace.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 1:56 am
It was amazing how one little soldier could have hidden so well amongst the chaos, and while Vespa knew that he should have been fighting until the last man, the Senshi of Wasp was just utterly exhausted by this point. Not to mention disheartened. He had gathered such little energy! And his assault against the police force was quite pathetic as well. He had managed a small hit, but at least it seemed that others were doing a great enough job to make up for his pathetic display. Perhaps no one would notice?
When he saw other members of his unit leaving, what else could Vespa do but follow? It might mean punishment to return to the Rift empty handed, but in the end, he knew he had to return.
"Well done," Captain Mica said to any nearby Negaverse officer, and much like the little wasp that was standing next to her, she decided now was the best time to make their departure. Without warning, she grabbed the Senshi by the hair and pulled him close, and she called to Buddingtonite before teleporting away with a now very spooked Senshi of Wasp with her. "Say your goodbyes and move out, soldier."
((Buddy's and Tsui's close coming soon.))
Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 2:17 am
Sailor Thraen
He'd had to back to keep from getting in the way from so many others. He was slow on his feet, still reeling and heart heavy. The sirens in their ears, the strategy and encouragement yelled back and forth. The Bear finally puffed, no more than dust in their nostrils.
But Thraen's eyes looked around them, not at his fellows. The world had gone numb and silent. Epileptic flashes of police cars, the bulbs revolving still like lighthouses on dangerous shore. They showed up the bodies. Everywhere.
"Gods blood, look at them all, " he couldn't hear his own voice, but he could feel the tears on his cheeks. They'd stopped some of the youma. Some was not enough. Some did not save all these women, men, the youths or children from the rest of Fate. There were so many. How many were not going home who had only wished for an night to relax. Was this the best we could do? We are bound with links from each of these; with what we could not do.
And worse, they could not stay. They could not help without being arrested, their voices would not be heard in the courts as protectors- lumped in like so much that had carried out this deed. He turned, facing the dark, "We must carry our candles into the dark quickly unless they too be lost."
It slowly dawned on Falias that yes it was finally over. Now that adrenaline was fading he realised that he was feeling sore from where he’d been knocked into mirrors and there were cuts to his palms which while not deep, should probably be looked at and maybe bandaged so as to keep them clean.
And then turning he saw the police force that had been on scene, or rather what was left of the police force. It was just as well that he was still using the broom to prop himself up, because the whole thing left him feeling wobbly again. Still he knew that he couldn’t stay here and once he felt that he was able to walk, Falias let the broom drop and stumbled out.
Finding somewhere secluded the Page powered down and then as Marlin he headed home.
The finishing blow to the youma had been struck by some Page wielding a broom and now it was over – finally it was over.
Athene felt a lot older than his 18 years as he took in the carnage that had been left, the death and damage cementing his view that the Negaverse was pretty much an organisation made up of murderous individuals (some of whom were plain crazy in addition to the murderous) who had little value on other peoples’ lives – after all this was not the act of a group trying to protect people.
He took the time to stumble around in an attempt to try and find Tsui and Ida, but when his two attempts at searching had wound up unsuccessful Athene had known that he couldn’t stay much longer.
Instead he had sent texts via senshi phone, one to Ida and the other to Tsui asking them if they were okay and that they should catch up soon. Athene was planning to follow it up with a quick text to Gwen once he had dehenshined and was back home as Arian.
It was en route home as Arian that it finally occurred to him that he was going to have to think up something to tell Saffy, a Saffy who was likely to kick into overprotective mode when she saw the state he was in. So much for a ‘fun’ night out.
Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 3:53 pm
Hafwen couldn't keep her eyes off Mica's approaching figure the entire time as she tried to do everything she could to put as much distance possible between the both of them. She could see for herself that it was an exercise in futility which would inevitably end in the Negaverse Captain's favour and braced herself for the worst when Buddingtonite suddenly showed up with a trashcan on his back and successfully deflected the thrusted spear from its intended path of travel.
... so this was what it felt to come so close to losing one's life.
That was about the only thing she could think of as she stubbornly remained where she was to observe the exchange of words that took place between both Captains before Mica eventually turned to go find herself another victim. That was close. Too close. If Buddingtonite hadn't intervened the way he had, she would be dead like the many others who had fallen victim to the youmas and Negaverse over at the Roller Coaster.
Shakily reaching out to tug on the coat that was once familiar but had now taken on another form as a result of the then Lieutenant's promotion, she smiled wryly at Buddingtonite, her hand clutching tightly onto his coat as if to keep him from leaving until he had at least given her a satisfactory explanation to the questions she had posed. "... how did you know my name? Why the sudden change of heart in sparing my life..?"
xChibiGingi
Feel free to knock her out or something if Buddy needs to make a quick escape back to the Rift. xd
Fun House Rolls
Roll #1 - 2 Roll #2 - 2
Rolls from The Roller Coaster Roll #1 = 2 (started on the ride) Roll #2 = 2 (injury - jumped off the ride but sustained a bad bump on the head Roll #3 = 4 (open target - wandering around like a drunkard >>) Roll #4 = 5 (unseen - heading to the control booth to try to stop the ride yo :l ) Roll #5 = 5 (unseen - fiddling with the console, still unstoppable lalala 8D ) Roll #6 = 5 (unseen - wandering around to find something anything, still ninja invisible =3 ) Roll #7 = 3 (open target - ducking behind a refreshment trolley) Roll #8 = 3 (open target - grabbing a hockey stick to defend herself with)
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 6:26 pm
It was over…. It was finally over… The bear was dusted by a broom no less, something that Pompeii found enormously funny. It started as snickers then bloomed to giggles before breaking out into full on laughter as Pompeii staggered away from the scene of destruction, stumbling over the prone figured of civilians and police, not really caring where she was going as long as it was away. The laughter faded quickly to tears as the horror of what she witnessed finally broke through the barrier of anger, determination, and duty. Before the shock completely wore off Pompeii found an isolated spot where she powered down and truly started to cry.
Jessie, for she was no longer Pompeii, cried for her still bleeding arm, for her cut and bruised back, for those that were hurt so much more then she was, for the kids who saw their parents killed or maimed, for the police who were beaten like the children they represented when compared to the negaverse. She cried for everyone who would not wake up from today, for everyone who wished that today was just a nightmare, for those who will have to live with what happened… even those who caused what happened.
There was a brief moment when Jessie had wondered if the negaverse was truly bad. Was it possible that they were just misunderstood? But seeing the carnage around her, feeling the sting of her own wounds, hearing the cries of those who have found their loved ones; some happy but more sad and heartbroken, Jessie knew that these people… and using that term lightly… they were not anti-hero’s to be pitied. They weren’t misunderstood nor were they in the right… There was no reason for this! There was no point to this! WHY!
WHY! Why Me! What was the point! Jessie nearly screamed her frustration and anger but the tears had their claws wrapped around her throat. All Jessie could do was sit there as the hot tears of her anger seared through her soul and down her cheeks. In three days the young women, who was currently crying her eyes out, will turn 26 but Jessie knew that regardless of her legal age… she will never be as young or naive as she was before the day started.
Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 7:42 pm
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Pasiphae had been flung back after her kick at the bear youma, crashing into a corner of the Fun House. The back of her head ached and felt mildly sticky--perhaps from an overturned soda or melted candy apple. From this vantage point she could see the Negaverse forces beginning to retreat. But the youma still continued its rampage... so she forced herself to her feet and began to race back as fast as she could to the battle field.
By the time the Shame Senshi arrived, it was to see the enemy explode into dust. That was a relief... but it was still not over yet. Civilians, Senshi, and Knights in various states of need were waiting for help. She joined Nyx, Sessrumnir, and an unknown blonde Senshi. "Is everyone okay?"
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Well, that was... Aquarius wasn't sure what it was, really. The first word that came to mind was "easy," but she dismissed that thought quickly. Just because she couldn't remember how she'd gotten from Point A to Point B didn't make things easy. Just because she was late to the battle didn't mean it was a picnic for everyone else. Or even for her: her left arm was still bleeding, and she suspected her headache and jumbled memories were signs of a concussion. And from the looks of things, she was one of the luckier ones.
"Hah," she muttered to herself, kicking a pile of youma dust. "Like this job's ever easy for anyone." If she thought it was even remotely viable she would quit like a shot. Tara Kavanaugh had never been one for normalcy, but if this was her only other option, normalcy was sounding pretty sweet.
This wasn't easy, or fun, or anything positive. It absolutely sucked for everyone involved, and Aquarius hated it. Even more, she hated the fact that she couldn't do anything about how much it sucked. All she could do was continue running on the wheel of destiny like a hyped-up hamster.
"Something needs to change," she muttered, finding a secluded spot to power down. "Or I won't be held responsible for what happens."
~*~ "This isn't about doing damage," Irene told Columba sharply. Sure enough, there were enough senshi there that the bear fell without anyone having to suffer further serious injury. Once that happened, she turned and looked at the chaos around them. Not the forces of Chaos, but what they had left in their wake. Signs of death and destruction were everywhere. People on both sides were hurt, some badly. Ordinary people were everywhere, screaming or crying or in even worse shape than that. The carnival itself was a disaster zone. Sure, they had defeated the bear, but that didn't put everything and everyone back the way they should be.
"I know you're not a baby, Columba. I know you can do more than you let on." And more than she chose to. Irene had been worried that Columba might charge the senshi head-on, since that was exactly the sort of idiotic stunt that she herself might have tried not all that long ago. The fact that nothing like that happened was promising, and made her think there might be hope yet for her supposed pupil.
But there were still things that she clearly didn't understand. Irene gestured around them to the total mess the area had become. "Isn't there enough damage already? Enough people hurt? This isn't just about fighting. It's also about what you do when the fighting's over."
So saying, she began to walk in what she hoped was the direction of the exit. "Let's go. I'll buy you a candy apple or something on the way back, to celebrate what a fine job you did." Making an impact, not doing anything stupid, and not going crazy with fear? Irene figured that deserved a treat.
And no, this was in no way an attempt at bribery. That would be wrong.
