Things were starting to go down hill, in her opinion. One of the corrupt senshi had pulled out her own starseed and was using it as a lure or bait or something[, the greater youma had shed scales literally everywhere, and a chunk of their force had been turned into youma. It wasn't clear how much self awareness these former agents of chaos had, and dear gods Leifite was not about to find out by getting too close.
She did, however, wrap one of the free scales up in her scarf for study later, and weaved through the chaos to go after the greater youma again - and before anyone else tried to take a swipe at her.
Something heavy slammed into Haymitch's side and he flew several feet until he hit one of the rock walls. It burned and sizzled and he felt like he was on fire. Yet something... something was trying to break free, trying to claw its way out, trying to ---
He closed his eyes, snapping them back open as Xenia taunted the greater youma with a star seed of all things. He shot up, all pain and burning forgotten, and jumped into the fray with a butt wiggle and a roar.
Though Haymitch himself didn't seem to notice the fact that the scale had changed him, the fact that a medium sized scaled lion launched itself into the chaos with teeth too large, eyes too bright, and a tail that did not need a scorpion stinger thank you would most definately catch the eyes of everyone around him.
Especially as he crashed through snarling and swiping at the greater youma.
Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2021 5:48 pm
General Jet HP: 100/100 Assessing the situation and "wtf??"
Jet saw the spear being thrown at the youma, and sawAquamarine get grazed by it. But before he could get the chance to hear Benitoite’s answer on why a spear was being thrown so haphazardly across an active battlefield, he saw the rain of scales being shot up and plummet towards the ground and the surrounding officers.
The scales they were supposed to be collecting? They never got an actual description of the scales, but they were scales.
And the scales did horrible things.
“Aqua,” he hissed and tried to get through the latticed pathways to where Aquamarine had been standing before he was struck. But instead of the blond General, there was a twisted, terrifying youma in his place.
Jet stared with wide eyes as the creature said his name, and although he’d hesitated in his approach, he didn’t hesitate for long.
“What the hell is going on,” he breathed as he reached youmafied Aquamarine’s side, although he still kept a small distance for safety, not knowing what instincts a newly youmafied General would have. Especially with those new claws and sharp teeth of his.
And Aquamarine wasn’t the only one. Here and there, agents were being twisted into youmafied versions of themselves. Faustite, and even Cymophane.
“What the hell is going on,” Jet growled again, this time looking up to see the other youma making their way towards the fray.
If you haven't noticed, “the best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men. Gang aft a-gley”,Arles appeared from the shadows, his voice in the minds of Jet and those around him again as he directed Jet’s attention to the corrupted senshi who was now pulling their starseed out. He tilted his head curiously, and very dog-like, at the now youmafied Aquamarine, but then turned to look up at where the other youma were approaching the group.
Jet felt like his own starseed had been ripped from his chest. Everything went cold and he stared in horror as a Super Senshi pulled out her starseed. Did no one read the instructions Faustite gave them all??
“Laven--! Carnallite! Get out of there!” Jet yelled, but he didn’t know if it would be enough. Another General was over there, too. But the plan had been to weaken it enough first and then when no one was around to lure the youma over.
He had no idea if the cliffside was even going to be weak enough to take down, or if the Super Senshi’s sacrifice would be in vain.
But it would probably end up getting the rest of them all killed in the process anyway.
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Corrupt Eternal Kamacite HP: 100/100 Damage: 5 x 10 = 50 Stalling for time with an attack.
The scales were shot in the air and embedded themselves in various agents, Faustite and Cymophane included. Kamacite stared with wide, horrified eyes as the two of them started transforming.
Cymophane was closest to him, and he crouched down so he could reach out and wrap his arms around the other Senshi’s shoulders to try and comfort him as the transformation took place. Faustite was already turning into some kind of lava creature, and Cymophane was spouting ears and a tail.
And tears were in Kamacite’s eyes because this was too much and he didn’t sign up for his friends to be turned into whole youma and what did this mean and what was going to happen now? He hated the Rift! Was he only ever going to be able to see his friends if he ventured into the Rift now? Which was already dangerous with another officer, but he couldn’t possibly go alone.
The youma was still rampaging, and there was someone shouting, the aura of a starseed present in the back of Kamacite’s mind.
If he wasn’t in such distress already, he might have better aimed his attack. But he had to do something to try and distract the youma long enough that anyone around it would have time to get away.
“Solar flare!” he yelled, making sure Cymophane’s head was still tucked down before holding up his hand to cast his magic.
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Amazonite watched with a sort of morbid fascination, at how the people struck with the scales reacted. They all appeared to be...changing. In ways that made her eyes widen and her tail twitch with curiosity. Ohhh, she wanted to study them. She wanted to get her hands on as many of the afflicted agents as she could, once they got back, and pick and prod and poke until she figured out what was happening.
But there was no time, now, not when they were fighting, and so she turned away with a huff.
"Perhaps once the cliff is weaker, we should--" she started, nodding to Sylvite, but she was interrupted by someone--a small Super Senshi in a massive, floofy fuku--pulling out her starseed.
"Well. Someone's working on luring it over now," she said, and then, with all the enhanced strength and speed of a General, she bolted for the cliff and threw herself up, calling frost to her as she went.
"Clear the area," she shouted down. "It--and everything that can smell that starseed--is going to be here very soon, and we need to take them out now."
With claws wreathed in frost and the weight and force of her entire body, she slammed into the cliff.
Pure horror seized her. Lilith watched the creature turn, to look in the direction of some absolute idiot Senshi who had pulled out her starseed and held it up like a beacon.
What in the actual hell did the girl think she was doing? They could ill afford that kind of nonsense down here, and if they lsot more people....
Lilith greyed at the possibility. She didn't want any more death. Surely there had been enough of that on this mission so far. But with the youma horde bearing down, she wasn't sure what to do. She was just one Senshi; what could she do to change the tides?
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2021 6:17 pm
General Lopezite HP: 90 Damage: 2 +4 = 6 (Lopezite is attacking the youma with his sword and picking up a scale)
The overwhelming presence of youma was practically nauseating, especially combined with the general discord of battle. Lopezite wasn’t easily shaken, but this whole situation was prickling at all of his senses and making him uncomfortable.
Not quite sick, but it could have gotten there if he wasn’t careful.
There wasn’t really anywhere to go, either, and in the commotion of everything he was only vaguely aware of some trying to use the landscape around them to--get an advantage? Attack it? He didn’t know what they knew, or what they were doing, but he didn’t have the means to focus on much more than what was directly in front of him.
Lopezite had a sword; he wasn’t in much of a position to try and move elsewhere to fight without putting himself at risk.
He might not have been able to keep tabs on everything going on around him, but he couldn’t help but notice the scale on the ground just a bit between him and the youma.
He didn't know if it was like the ones they were supposed to be recovering, but he wasn’t sure he was willing to believe in coincidence, so he lunged at the youma, swung once more, and as he drew back he snagged the scale.
He couldn’t make much out about it; its texture and temperature and anything unique about it was lost through the fabric of his gloves, but he couldn’t help but spare a quick glance as he tried to determine whether or not to dispel it to subspace and just focus on attacking the youma again.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2021 6:22 pm
Captain Bloodstone HP: 75/75 Damage: 7 + 3 = 10 Communicating with Roselite about the dull vs colorful scales + picking one up for himself.
Bloodstone glowered in disappointment as he stared down at the scale he’d ripped from the creature. There was nothing unique about it. It was dull and grey and boring and nothing to report. But the other scales that had hit various officers seemed to be doing something.
Turning into youma? Did these scales have such a high level of chaos that they caused people to turn into youma? Bloodstone swung his weapon at the youma, and then jumped back and away from the many legged creature so he could bend down and look at one of the colorful scales. These were the ones Axinite wanted them to collect? They had to be, because there certainly weren’t any other scales he could see on the youma.
The sooner they collected the scales, the sooner they could retreat. At least that was the theory. And if they ended up dusting the youma, then all they did was in vain.
He pulled out his communicator pen to speak to Roselite, since Carnallite seemed like she was busy.
“We need the youma to attack us to collect the scales Axinite wants. The ones we pulled off it turned dull,” he said, hoping that there wasn’t any interference for Roselite to hear him.
And with that, Bloodstone reached out to pick up one of those scales.
Her focus had been on the task at hand. Widdle down the durability of the cliff so that someone else could send it crashing. Keep an eye on the Lieutenant and make sure they stay safe.
Should have been an easy enough task. Should have been straightforward so long as everyone was privy to the plan. Should have been a lot of things...
Only three of them had been tasked with seeing to the cliffside and so when another General approached her from the side, Laven's arching swing went wide and nearly slammed into the pink-haired woman beside her. An audible gasp escaped her and all she could do was disperse the water orb into a spray of water droplets to keep from accidentally injuring an ally.
The magic faded and Lavendulan returned to her more physical form; the same half-youma from the briefing, from the canteen, from wherever anyone might have spotted her last. "Sorry-" she blurted, eyes wide in shock that went wider still when she glanced over her shoulder at another corrupt charging towards them.
Mistakes were definitely ******** made with this plan. It seemed that the Generals she had been assigned to were not able to spread the word of the intended plan because now everyone and their damn monstrous mother had their attention on them.
Laven's stomach churned as bile raced up her throat. If at all physically possible her skin would have paled even more than it already was. Over the screams and shouts, she heard General Jet shout a command that mimicked Amazonite's similar warning.
Don't think, just do.
One hand shot out to grab hold of Sylvite's wrist which she pulled without warning towards the Lieutenant she had agreed to take on this task with. "Run!" she all but yelled, leaving the corrupt to her own poor choices, choosing to try and save the General and Carnallite.
Her hold on both of them was perhaps more firm than she intended but she'd apologize for that later.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2021 6:38 pm
Corrupt Sailor Taenite HP: 50/50 Damage: 2 x LOL OUT OF MAGIC = 2 Picking up a shiny
“Can we not pull out starseeds??” Taenite stared, completely dumbstruck and wide eyed as a second person pulled out a starseed. They barely escaped the first time with their lives! What were they even doing? Trying to get the youma to go over to a cliff that looked like it was still going to be standing for a good long while??
Taenite pressed his palm against his face and rubbed at it in frustration.
Well, he had already expended his magic, so he wasn’t going to be able to help out with doing too much, but he could still attack the youma. Especially since it was making others turn into youma, too?? Both Faustite and Cymophane didn’t seem to be doing too well. He grit his teeth in anger, because what was the point of all of this if they would just all end up youma? Might as well make the best of it if they were all going to die in the Rift, he supposed.
He wasn’t sure what good it would do without a weapon, but he jumped up to try and kick the youma’s giant claw, which it seemed to use to batter everyone and not clamp down on them. He’d also noticed the shiny scales on the ground, which he scooped up to pocket. As if he had pockets.
He saw the scales go up, and he saw one hit Cymophane in the face, and he saw how it turned him into some feline-like youma, right before his very eyes.
Reidite was livid. Reidite shouted several profanities in Russian as he didn’t bother resummoning his stupid weapon, but attacked the stupid youma’s stupid many legs anyway. He didn’t care if people were trying to call its attention. He didn’t care if -- holy s**t he was blinded for a few -- for several seconds -- okay he did care about that because what the ********, but he was more pissed at the youma for turning Cymophane into one of them.
And the youma was big enough that he could just throw punches at its general direction and probably hit it.
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Despite their efforts, the youma hadn't slowed. It sported damage from the various assaults — long gouges from Prehnite's and Sylvite's daggers, a thick slash from Lopezite's sword, self-inflicted wounds from Valeria's curious magic, a missing leg from Albite's spell. Even so, it still moved with a fluidity that spoke of its healthiness, of its intention to destroy every Negaverse officer that stalked it henceforth.
But it could not exact that revenge, as much as it tried. Great troughs of water pooled around it, anchoring it in place, even as Xenia pulled her starseed in front of it. The thing screeched and opened its crab claws to the air, entirely oblivious of Arsenolite and all others who tried to steal its attention. There was only the starseed.
For all the other youma, from Gemini to Quetzacoatl to Viridian, who was now being taunted with a starseed for the third time, there was only the starseed. Droves of them — bees, marmots, walruses with hooked feet, overgrown spiders, Malone, octopi, undead nutrias, humanoid rafflesias, unicorns, and even the most fiendish and outlandish youma descended on that single point. They would trample all in their path. They would fight until flesh tore and bones broke if it meant reaching that starseed. As minutes passed, an unconscionable number of youma flooded into the area.
All characters take 11 damage. Xenia has 1 round to escape.
The youmafied would note that their enemy didn't seem to pay them heed anymore. It ignored them, perhaps in part due to the magic that constantly assaulted it, though perhaps because it saw them as youma.
Bloodstone, Nembus, Ransomite, Lopezite, and Taenite would each find that the scales launched from the youma retained their shimmer, smooth and bright and translucent things with a coruscating sheen. They were warm, thrumming with their latent magic.
Lavendulan and Carnallite whittled away at the rock formation with Sylvite's help and the help of others. Now it teetered, ready to fall, yet they still lacked a target…
Cliffside HP: 43/100 (-41) Notes: The cliffside cracked and groan with each successive assault, and now leans visibly further than it had before the group began loosening it. Any more hits and it might just fall.
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Youma RadonWhim HP: 8491/10,000 (-223) Notes: The scales that come off the target seem to lose their luster when broken off normally. The ones it discharges stay bright and shimmering. When they hit a target, however…
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Please refer to the combat mechanics in this post if you have any questions! Please note that commanding a youma will not work on the boss. Please assume that your character has recovered in full and has all instances of limited-use magic.
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She only just managed to dodge the scales that were now being thrown at them, making her wonder if they were sentient on their own considering that the creature parted with the very thing they wanted so easily. As she was about to go and grab one, she finally heard the rumbling over the attacks that everyone was using on the monster, including her throwing a rock at it, and saw all of the Youma coming towards them.
As a Lieutenant there would be no way for her to calm any of them down if they decided to attack. She quickly grabbed one of the scales and decided to use it as a shield in case anything decided to strike her or the Youma they were after attempted to throw it's scales in the air again.
Yep, she was officially done with the Rift for now. It would take quite a bit of convincing to have her come back down here anytime soon.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2021 8:48 pm
General Arsenopyrite HP: 100/100 Damage: 4
He made a mistake with his hand and only just managed to make his horsepick clang off of the creature as it had flown out of his hands. The situation was getting too messy. While he had done such raids in video games, those also accounted for running into other people and allowed the player to easily go through others.
Here? They were practically bumping into each other and they also had to watch out for any magical attacks that any Senshi threw at the creature. And as he heard Ödön trumpet over all of the noise, he could tell that there was something coming, and if the signatures were right, it was quite a lot of Youma.
And they were more than likely pissed from what the attacking team had done to them on their way down the Rift.
Could it get any worse? He thought to himself as the scales flew off of the creatures back and rained down from the sky as though they were bladed knives. Yep, it could get worse.
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There were more youma now, swarming and attacking everyone as the fight went on against the shape shifting youma. The odds of everyone escaping were looking slimmer as more youma poured onto the battlefield. As he looked up at the looming creature, he noticed how the cliffside had begun to break from all fighting and movement going on. If enough damage was dive it may be possible to wipe out most of the smaller youma. It would definitely cause collateral damage to the agents surrounded by the flood of youma as well though.
Time was not of the essence so he decided to take a shot at the cliffside and hope for the best. There should be enough time for some of the agents to fall back if the cliffside breaks apart and comes down to the lower level.
Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2021 9:21 pm
Corrupt Super Sailor Meridiana HP: 65/75 Dice: 1d8 (x10 if senshi magic) Damage:6 (round 1) + 80 (round 2)
It appeared that her magic had little to no effect on the youma. Perhaps it wasn't meant to work on such creatures, or maybe it was just that its desire for the eternal corrupts Starseed was just that great.
Either way, Meridiana felt a little bit relieved in that the attention was drawn elsewhere and that her worry of being ground into the gravel was tempered to a degree. The fear of being devoured by some other youma, however, was still very present.
A short distance away, the Senshi of the Succubus noticed several officers, each picking up some of the scales that were recently discarded. There were some near, a few dull ones that had lost their luster, however, there were many that still shimmered a kaleidoscope of colors.
Too many youma to fight so why bother trying? There was no play to run either. Find a cave? Sure. Splendid idea... Just make sure it isn't like the last one the interrogation found themselves in; you know where the walls were youma as were the fixtures and whatever else was in there.
These scales were why they were here were they not? If she can't fight and can't run, then the only option she had left aside from play dead was to follow the other agents and collect the bright, translucent scales in the case by some miracle they actually survived.
Was Ransomite frustrated? No, because frustration would require not feeling like they were all about to imminently decease. He was not interested in everyone around him dying, and he was even less interested in dying, himself.
He felt his heart and stomach drop through his feet when he happened to see the people who had been hit by the scales undergoing transformations. Seeing Faustite with half a face was more than enough for the rest of Ransomite's entire lifetime.
Which, if they didn't get out of there before all the youma descending on them got there, would not be much longer--
He had attacked again, but his weapons had glanced minimally off the side of the youma he was trying to damage. Ransomite's brief survey of the area saw that some people--like Nembus and Meridiana and Taenite and Bloodstone and Lopezite--were oh-so-gingerly picking the scales up off the ground.
He was loathe to touch the damned things, but none of them seemed to be turning into monsters, and they were there for the shiny little bastards in the first place. Ransomite slipped his jacket off, leaving his vest and undershirt, to start scooping up the still-shining scales near him. Using the sleeve of the jacket to actually handle them, of course.
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