Chibi Lepus: 31/50 Stage: First Madness: 13/100 Attack: 6 Boss HP: 45/400 Spell: Offensive (+2 damage)
There was something wrong, so terribly wrong.
She should have been paying better attention- wasn't that why she had been telling Anakeion to 'pull herself together'? Lepus didn't exactly wind up with a pillar to the face, but instead, Anakeion's staff caught her square in the chest, momentarily knocking the wind out of her. It hurt, and Lepus staggered backwards, Etoile clinging onto her shoulders for dear life; well, at least the cat wasn't hurt.
"Anakeion," she said again, a little more forcefully. This time, however, the preteen kept her distance.
Dark Mirror Eternal Sailor Acubens: 39/80 HP Stage: Eternal Madness:= 0/100 Attack: 9 + 2 Attack Bonus =11 Boss HP: 34/400 Spell: +2 Attack
"Okay," Acubens regarded Kiuchi for a long moment, waiting for him to say more. When he did not, she spoke for him. "Okay. I mean you're lying, but okay. So when we get out of this -- and we will get out of this, I'd like you to tell me what happened." The screams of the last of them suffering from intense madness reached her ears, making her cringe. Beyond the knight, the wraith was slowing down. They were doing it. They were defeating it.
"Okay babe," she cooed, turning back to Kiuchii, "I know you're scared, I'm scared too. But we need to finish this. The longer this monster is alive, the more damage it is doing. To our home, and to our reputation as Dark Mirror Senshi. We're down a soldier, there's still a knight that's lost in her own madness. So we need to work twice as hard." As she spoke, Acubens drew a mirror wraith from her remaining mirror shard and sent it to attack.
"I need you to understand that there is a time for fear, and a time for war. This is the time for war."
A heavy sigh of relief escaped Leto's lips as Acubens threw her arms around her. She held her for a brief moment, until she pulled away and reassured the overprotective woman that she was fine.
And mentioned Scylla.
How does she know that I know Scylla? How much does she know? She's going to hate you if she doesn't already. Everyone will hate you when they know who and what you really are.
Leto swallowed and watched uneasily as Acubens walked away to find her comrade and leave her there. Alone and confused and more unsure of everything than she had been in a very long time. The feeling left her nauseous, and she had to force herself to finally move from the place she was standing.
Doubt swirled in her brain as she slowly moved, unsure of where she was going on what she even planned to do.
Go home. If you're lucky your family will still be there. Unless she found out as well- unless they've all left you. Maybe your dear Scylla is telling everyone what you made her do. Murderer.
Her fists at her sides were subconsciously clenching and unclenching as she tried desperately to push this awful feeling away. She took a step, and another, and another.. Until she stood side-by-side to the dark haired Kraken Senshi, her camouflage dissipating. Red eyes glanced at her former teammate, filled with suspicion and a hint of anger.
A deep breath.
And another.
Her attention turned back to the Wraith and she pulled out a small green pouch that she kept tucked into her bracer and pulled out her mirrorshards, releasing her own mirror wraiths out and sending them into the much larger one to help Acubens in her attempt to drain it.
Infinities
Sweenys_Revenge
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Sailor Leto: 75/80 HP Stage: Princess Madness: 20/100 Attack: 8 Boss HP: 26/400 Spell: Defensive~
Hyperborea, Transcended Knight of the Cosmos: 55/70 Stage: Third Madness: 15/100 Attack: (7+2)+(6+2)=17 Boss HP: 9/400 Spell:Offensive (3/3)
With Acubens safely in Leto's hands, Hyperborea moved to do the same for Scylla but it seemed like whatever Acubens had done in her madness induced rage with a mirror shard had already cleared the blue eternal of her own madness so the glowing knight of Cosmos turned her attention back on the Wraith.
She touched the face of her signet ring as she was enveloped by the silvery sheen of starlight. She moved right up to the wraith and delivered some thunderous punches right to the wraith's center mass with her burning hands.
"Just disappear back into Mirrorspace already!" She yelled at the creature as she slammed her fist into it.
Cosmos Aspect
The silvery sheen of starlight covers the Knights of the Cosmos, and their touch is just as heavenly. It's warm and pleasant to most, but acidic and painful to corrupted beings. For the followers of Chaos, physical contact with one of these Knights feels like a mild chemical burn: although it does little in the way of damage, it's hard to tolerate it.
Ara was really worried about Scylla she had clearly taken a toll both physically and mentally from the fight. She took off her glove revealing a hand with beautifully painted rainbow nails. "Here Scylla pinch your nose with this." She said offering her glove as a rag. She knew a thing or two about dealing with bloody noses from her own experiences.
Her own body had taken quit a bit of punishment as she was covered in bruises and cuts, and she heard voices whispering of her uselessness, they had gotten alot more insistent it was becoming harder to ignore them. Useless little girl, you should be at home not trying to play hero. You'll just get more people hurt when they try to save you.
She just wanted it all to end, the voices, whatever was causing Scylla so much pain, the cold fog the was lapping at her feet. She summoned up as much magic as she could muster. "Just go away! Ara Luminescent Starshine!" A mote of iridescent light formed in her bare hand before firing out at the wraith, for a brief moment the battlefield was illuminated with her light.
Infinities
Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2017 11:08 pm
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Dark Mirror Eternal Sailor Tantalus: 65/70 Stage: Eternal Madness: 5/100 Attack: --- Boss HP: 0/400 Spell: 3x Defense (-2 to auto damage)
The entire scene was incredibly, painfully chaotic. Order seemed half-ready to turn on each other, and on the Dark Mirror, and it all made Tantalus almost unconsciously step closer to Damocles, as if his husband could guarantee protection.
"I didn't say anything," he said, voice soft, so only Damocles could hear his answer. That worried him, a little. Lance wasn't exactly given to hearing things, or to paranoia.
The Order Eternal's criticism made him wince, another reminder that he was weak and helpless and he didn't deserve his rank, because he would never amount to anything useful for the Court, and he would forever be Damocles's burden and --
And there was Leto, and if anything was a good sign, her arrival surely was.
"Princess!" He called, brightening, hopeful. And even as the people around him briefly faltered, and he scrambled to make himself even faintly useful, they rallied, too, even the youngest among them, the tiny blonde chibi who had compared them to the Negaverse. A bright little star that might be misguided but that was clearly brave.
This was what gave him hope that one day they might be able to stand together against the Negaverse.
[Mistress Morbid]
hold me
Sylent Nyte
HI PRINCESS
Infinities
reaction to scylla's remark from like two rounds ago GOD I'M SLOW
The wraith's shrieks continued as it was hit, more forcefully then ever before. The fog echoed it's master's behaviors, rising up and dropping like powerful waves of an ocean, engulfing some, only to wash over. As everyone's hit stunned the creature, and its mistake of attempting to use others against each other without knowing that they would help each, Ara's final hit, a bright flash of light had the creature emittig one more loud piercing screech of pain.
It's body slowly fell into the pond, before dissipating into the fog, as if it was never truly there. A bright green shard floated among the top of the water, defying gravity as it did. Though the wraith was gone, the fog remained, thick and heavy but luckily at bay in the park, it's tendrils did not reach over the green grass towards the town. For those who were cleansened, It seemed thinner, like it was melting on it's own. For those who still had madness, the fog was thick and heavy and only growing so much more.
The growth came from the green shard, with closer inspection look very much like a large mirror shard that a Dark mirror carried around. It would remain, emitting the toxic fog until picked up.
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CONGRATULATIONS! The Wraith is now defeated.
If you would like to continue to have madness and have not been cleansed of it already, You may now 'drain' or 'absorb' the fog in a large quantity to remove it's presence from the park. You will suffer from automatic 80-100 Madness,and can rp each prompt as you see fit.
However, the Shard still remains and can not be picked up by anybody but a Eternal or Princes(s) of Dark Mirror Court. If you would like to pick it up, please quote me for a special prompt.
This battle is officially over! The second part for Dark mirrors will be started as soon as I can this week!
Aurelius0815
Ara+ Hyperborea
Infinities
Scylla
Kapoodles
Fornax
Daekie
Anakeion
Merurulince
Chibi Lepus + Etoile
Lucifer Force
Kallichore
Sylent Nyte
Skadi + Leto
Sami-Fire
Sadachbia
Natsuko-neko
Hania
Guine
Varuna
Kaefaux
Realta + Loke
Kolina
Hy-Brasil + Magnus
Litian
Sadalsuud
Sleet Tempest Snape
Kiuchi
Sweenys_Revenge
Acubens
Noir Songbird
Tantalus
[Mistress_Morbid]
Damocles
Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 9:22 am
Pixie Nyxie
Sleet Tempest Snape
Sylent Nyte
No sooner had Acubens delivered her directive than the screams began. She flinched hard and reached out of Kiuchi, slamming him into her body to better protect him from whatever was screaming. When no striking blow came, however, she looked up at the scene before her. A little girl, brightness surrounding her like a little angel, held out her hands to the monster with the look of a soldier on her face. She was so young. So young.
And she had done it.
Acubens let out a cry of frantic celebration and pulled Kuichi close again.
"We did it," she proclaimed through her shrieks of laughter. It might have been hysteria, but she didn't care. Instead she pulled Kiuchi close and repeated every translation of her pride in him possible. The more she held onto him, the more she could push away the dark shadows of something she was certain had been a trick of the wraith, but still whispered in her ear.
Look what you did...
Her laughter transmuted into broken sobbing without her knowing. Fear laced the adrenaline that still lingered in her blood, leaving her breathless and shaking. But she couldn't cry. Not now. She had to be strong for Kiuchi, for Leto, for her team mates and her family. She lifted her head finally and wiped her tears away, turning her head to look at what remained of the wraith.
"Come on, sweetie," she muttered as she stood on shaking legs, making her way over the the glowing shard. It looked... insidious...
"What do we do with that, Leto," she called across the battlefield. "Is there anywhere we can lock it up. Or better yet, destroy it?"
Anakeion: 40/60 Stage: Squire / Second Madness: 85/100 Attack: 10 @ Tantalus Spell: 1/2 Attack (cannot be used currently)
Anyone around Anakeion would hear her choking, laughing, gasping for breath desperately; it felt like her throat was closed, bars through her neck, and her shoulders kept shaking uneven with the force of it. She took a few stumbling steps towards the wraith, away from Lepus and Etoile -- and then it was gone, and the fog was thick and she couldn't breathe -- around her neck, her costume was stained oil-black, like it had leaked onto her skin. Somewhere - more voices, more noise, more noise. Black wings. Black wings, yes, yes, rip them out pinion by pinion -
It's your fault it's your fault it's your fault - you want to take them - I have to before - none of her thoughts made sense, and she swung at Tantalus, still choking on nothing. With the ice still around her hands (even if she couldn't channel much longer at all, this was her limit, really) she hit twice as hard as she should have --
He wasn't-right wasn't-clean wasn't wasn't wasn't --
It had been his fault, he'd done this, the girl in white had been like-him not-him but kin-and-kind -- he had to break piece by piece, and the world was hazy and dark and green. The fog was so thick. It was so thick.
Noir Songbird
Tantalus
Mistress Morbid
Damocles for proximity
Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 5:17 pm
With every high-pitched shriek from the Wraith, Leto cringed - not necessarily because of the sound itself, but because of the pain (did Wraiths feel pain?) they were inflicting upon a creature of her Court; a creature that they desperately needed to keep the Court alive. It pained her herself to watch as the Wraith recoiled and the waves of it's fog thrashed about the park- what if the Wraith could have been useful?
It didn't matter, because with the young Senshi's final blow, it crumpled into nothingness leaving no trace besides a shard of glass and the lingering fog. Figuring that their own Wraiths had been able to do some good with the rogue Wraith, Leto sent her trio into the fog to begin to absorb it's power. The more energy they gathered, the less fog there seemed to be lurking over the surfaces in the park. She grinned at Tantalus, who was calling to her and full of hope.
It was working!
Hearing her name, she looked in Acubens' direction across the field, squinting to see the shard that she was asking her about. Maybe the Wraith came from that shard, much like their own did? Before she could reply to the other Senshi, Leto looked down.
Something felt off. Wrong.
The oil licked at her ankles and began to swirl along her calves, over her knees... Dragging her down, further into it's darkness. The heaviness of the inky substance pulled her to the ground, dropping onto her knees. Her fingertips gripped into the earth beneath her as she gasped for air.
It was choking her.
Desperation poured over the Princess of Camouflage, a familiar tingle running down her spine. She reached as far as she could into the depths of subspace to produce her compact mirror, flipping it open as best as she could before it dropped from her shakey hands.
The image of Mintaka in the mirror was staticy, her voice cutting in and out.
MirrorSpace--
Come back--
.......I don't--
--hold longer.
Silence.
Leto screamed as she scrambled to grab her compact, her fist tightly clenching it as she fell deeper and deeper.
Dark Mirror Eternal Sailor Tantalus: 55/70 Stage: Eternal Madness: 5/100
Tantalus was not expecting an assault by Order. He was absolutely not expecting a solid hit from a fairly heavy staff, and it staggered him, sending him back a few steps -- but...no, no, he didn't want to fight, and he couldn't anyway, far far too useless for that. So instead, he called on his magic - simple, Basic stage, nothing overly powerful.
"I am sorry about this," he said, as if that would help. He held out his hands and whispered "Tease," and the golden apple formed, and he threw it, hoping to redirect the Squire away from being a danger to everyone around her. She'd already attacked unprovoked twice - whatever this Wraith was, it was harming her, even after it was gone.
He could hear a voice from his comminicator, though, and that drew his attention immediately - he pulled it out and opened it, and there was Mintaka, drowning and pleading for them to help her.
Something terrible had happened to her. It twisted something up in his chest, seeing that.
And here was something he could do to help.
"Damocles," he said, "see to Leto, I think something is...very wrong with her. I'll get the shard." He closed his communicator and ran for it, past the other, unfamiliar Mirror Eternal. "This needs to go back where it came from," he said, and he put a hand on it, reaching to grasp it so it could be returned to Mirrorspace.
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Sailor Scout Attack: Tease! Sailor Tantalus holds out his hands and speaks the name of the attack, and an illusory golden apple forms in his hands. He offers it to one enemy, and then throws it. They will always roll away from Tantalus, and the target finds the compulsion to play fetch-the-apple almost...irresistible. They will never quite be able to actually catch the apple - if they get close, it will start rolling again. This compulsion lasts for twenty seconds. Sailor Tantalus can use this attack twice per battle.
x[Mistress Morbid]
xSylent Nyte
xDaekie
xSweenys_Revenge
xPixie Nyxie
goin for the shard!
Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 6:43 pm
Noir Songbird
Acubens move quickly, knocking the strange Dark Mirror's hand away from the shard with her foot. Not out of jealousy, but caution. She stooped down to meet his eyes level and gazed down at the shard, still oozing some strange miasma.
"Careful," she cautioned softly, tipping her head sideways to get a better look at her new companion. "We've seen what it holds. We've seen what it can do. It might be wise not to touch it with bare hands, don't you think?" She pulled the little cloth bag of mirror shards from the folds of her skirt and dumped the remaining two out. Turning the bag inside out, creating a make shift glove out of the fabric, she reached down and hesitated above the shard. Would the fabric be enough to protect her from whatever toxin there might be? She glanced sideways at the man beside her, brow furrowed and waited.
"I mean... just in case, right?"
What if the cloth bag wasn't enough? What if the miasma still seeped through her barrier, pulling her back into that horrible black world where... where...
Look what you did to me, Little Bird.
Acubens drew her hand back, chin quivering dangerously at something only she could see in the mirror shard. No, not here. Not now. Not in front of a stranger, of all people. She would check... she would check. Just to make sure. Later. For now. For now they had to fix this...
Anakeion: 40/60 Stage: Squire / Second Madness: 85/100 Attack: N/A Spell: 1/2 Attack (cannot be used currently)
Anakeion stumbled (she could feel its' hands on her face on her throat on her arms on her everything) - she didn't understand Tantalus' words, not with the way she sounded like she was choking, not with the pinpricks her pupils had become. But she still laughed, hoarse, when her staff made contact; and that was as far as her magic would carry her, because the ice flaked away into glittering fragments and vanished, and even as she was about to wind up for another hit --
it's mine it's mine it's mine -
Her breath stuttered in her throat and she felt like she was drowning, but she needed the apple, needed it to - to - to - her eyes were wet and it hurt, she couldn't breathe, the fog filling up her throat under her skin taking her refracting her - she needed the apple, needed it needed it needed it more than she needed anything else.
Noir Songbird
Tantalus
Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 7:26 pm
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Dark Mirror Sailor Damocles: 70/70HP Stage: Eternal Madness: 5/100
Tantalus hadn't said anything.
"Nothing I didn't want you hearing anyway..."The voice provided again."I'm lying straight to your face, and you're going to believe every word I say... Dumb Blonde indeed."
He must have been staring, because it was only something connected to his husbands face, did he finally blink. A pitiful reaction. He should have been paying attention."
"See? You can't even keep me safe from someone with an oversized stick. Some protection you are."
"Tantalus!" He yelped in surprise, grabbing at the brunette's arm to keep him from falling flat on his a**. But before he could turn around and deal with whoever it was that hit his husband, Tantalus was throwing that god forsaken apple."Useless. You didn't even attack back!" "I hope it falls down a well." The blonde muttered, turning his gaze on the already darkening bruise.
There was no stopping his cringe.
His train of thought was once again derailed as their communicator's went off, and he blinked as he looked over Tant's shoulder. He was not at all prepared for what he saw. "Mintaka!" He called. This was not good. What the hell was going on here. Why did she look like that?
Suddenly Tantalus was talking again and Damocles shook his head. "I'm not leaving you." "Of course not. You can't even keep me safe. What good are you to a Royal? What good are you to not only your husband, but one of the mother's of your own children. You're going to get them all killed.
Alistair, Lena, Jack, Cass and Quinn. He'd get them all killed.
"No. I can't." But once again, Tantalus wasn't there. Damocles looked over just in time to see another Eternal slap Tantalus' hand away from the shard. Nerves freyed, his patience finally snapped. "Don't you dare touch him!" He snarled at the other Eternal, placing himself between the two.
Noir Songbird
|D Look at all that red font...
Daekie
8D You have avoided husbando's wrath! Yay! Good job. Abuse his momentary lapse of judgement and run!
Sweenys_Revenge
8| You however, have not. You're the unfortunate straw that broke the camel's back.
Pixie Nyxie
THERE ARE YOU HAPPY. Also I forgot your username. RIP Me.
Sylent Nyte
Fake Husbando #2 is too scared to come help. Just give him a minute
Still on her hands and knees, Leto was trying to open her mirrored compact. Trying to get back in touch with Mintaka. Trying to figure out what the ******** happened in MirrorSpace. But the fog kept rising, swirling, getting thicker and thicker until it was hard to breathe. Something slithered up and around her, around her neck and pulled her down to the ground, her fingertips that were once embedded in the grass released and her enter body relaxed into the darkness.
There was a loud, gurgling gasp and red eyes rolled into the back of her head and closed.
She had no idea how much time had passed, but when her eyes snapped open parts of her visible skin were burned and blackened. Her fingertips, a large area of her abdomen, her face... All burned by chaos. Chaos that was coursing through her veins, beating with her heart. Whispers swirled in her head as she pushed herself back up to her feet. Her chest heaved with every ragged breath.
Enormous black feathered wings flared and hunched, like a bird of prey stalking it's next victim. She caught the tail-end of Anakeion throwing her fists at Tantalus. Her Senshi. That alone would have made the Amazonian princess infuriated, the madness just spurred her on.
She shrieked, a noise that surely only a rabid animal could make, ran at the girl bearing Castor's symbols and threw herself at her. Her fists were balled and with no regard for anything or anyone, she pummeled the other girl.
She would not allow another Knight to take one of her own. Not now, and not in the future that haunted her every single day. They would all pay for her losses, and she would start with Anakeion. She would take over this battlefield with fire and ******** blood.
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