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 Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2023 5:47 pm
Eternal KiuchiWith a hold on Fulu, as much as he could maintain given the fall they were taking, he started looking around. "Find a mirror! We need to find a mirror." And they needed to find Panacea. They needed to get out of here if at all possible, because he didn't see anything down below for them to land on. That could, of course, be due to how dark things were but he didn't like the idea of taking a chance on mirrorspace really.
"Panacea!" He'd heard the other call out to them and responded as loudly as he could, his eyes finding the other. Too far away - not good. This wasn't good, he needed him close. If he had to, and the other was close enough, he could try some magic to at least keep them safe if they did find themselves about to impact with something, they needed to get closer to Panacea somehow but that really wasn't possible.
"Rana!" Calling out for his sister as well, he knew she was here somewhere. She was hopefully close to Acubens or someone else, someone who knew her and keep her safe, this was perhaps the one downside of being a big brother. He had to keep his little sister safe and worry about her endlessly it seemed, and being a dark mirror senshi didn't help. If something happened to her he had no doubt their father would turn up and he did not want that happening. The man might be their father but he was also a Negaverse General and he was protective over himself and his sister.
"Please let them be ok." Whispering against Fulu's neck as he held onto him. "There is no way we can get to a mirror." Neither of them could swim or fly, so they had to fall but to what he didn't know. "Please let us be ok." Whispering his words against the others skin as he gripped at the others uniform. "When we get home I'll handle your feet." He needed to just focus on Fulu right now and not the terror that was fighting it's way to the front of his thoughts, that clawed at his mind, as he worried over what was to come for them.
Natsuko-neko You are going to give Kiushi a heart attack, and make him gray.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2023 6:45 pm
Mithra, Eternal DMS of Mantis ShrimpBefore she could even tell that they had managed to accomplish their goal, they were all falling suddenly. The air had almost been knocked out of her as soon as it had happened from the force of it. One minute she was standing still, the next tumbling into an abyss. And she could have sworn she heard ringing in her ears after all of that loud cracking and glass breaking sound. The battle had been enough to let her rage out on the shadows, but this was building her anger up again. It was bad enough that it always felt like they were having to fight Mirrorspace and now they were just falling into who knew where. At least if it had an ending she would like for it to be quick. She didn't want to starve to death eternally falling or something. ------------------------------------------------------------ Bellerophon, Super DMS of ChimerasItokawa had managed to say exactly what Bell was thinking out loud. s**t was a very apt word to describe the current situation. One moment they were battling all of the weird shadowy figures, the next loud breaking sounds, and then they fell. He was very glad that Itokawa had taken his arm because he was only just starting to react to the situation that they were in. He thought to himself that if he and Itokawa got out of this alive, that he would be demanding more investigation into Mirorrspace. He was tired of almost being killed by it when they were supposed to be using it's powers to their advantage. "Not again." He practically yelled as he returned the grip to Itokawa. He was going to have a talk with the other. He could only hope that it would be productive if they made it out of here, which appeared to be less and less likely as the few mirrors that were still available were getting farther and farther with fewer being seen the farther they went. ------------------------------------------------------------ Varda, Super DMS of VictoryShe hadn't been able to use her powers during the fight and well, they would be useless now. What with the falling and everything. She hadn't expected it, which is why she had managed to fall backwards instead of forward or any other direction to where she could see if they were falling towards anything. And it made her angry. This wasn't the first time she had experienced Mirrorspace trying to kill them, ignoring the shadows that they had just been fighting, but she was getting REALLY tired of it. If she made it out of this alive, she would be demanding to talk to Remarque and see if something couldn't be done so it didn't feel like they were fighting it all the time. If they didn't, well she just hoped that it would be an extremely quick exit.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2023 7:08 pm
Sailor Avignon.Avignon didn't like this, not one damn bit, and it seemed this might even be some sort of normal thing for Mirrorspace to do to them. Maybe not this exact thing but it seemed that acting up, attacking them in some manner, was an accepted fact. This didn't sit well with him, added to his nerves, but he did as Acubens said and kept close to her brother, not that he knew the other was her brother, and he eyed the senshi of bandages as well. He knew his own magic would be useless here and now, it wasn't exactly the most stable either, so he took in evberything and handlked a shadow thing whenever they turned up. He didn't know how else to think of the shadows aside from things, did anyone know what they were? They weren't wraiths that much he knew.
As lightening struck the crystal he had to cover his eyes, not that it helped much at all, he was still seeing spots as he stood there trying to blink away the spots. As he tried to handle the blindness, similar to snowblindness, Avignon heard more cracking, it was louder, and than the ground gave out. The ground under his feet gave out and he was falling.
Cursing as the ground was no longer under his feet and he was in free fall, twisting and turning to see others around him, he shouted out for the senshi of bandages ot Acubens as he knew the two of them.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2023 7:20 pm
Super Itokawa"When we get out of this." Not if but when, he couldn't allow himself to think in such a negative way right now. "We're taking a long nap and then talking about this." He said as he tightened his hold on the others hand, trying to pull the other closer to himself. This wasn't good and itg was looking worse and worse as they continued to fall, Itokawa was hoping they'd find the end of this fall soon as opposed to being stuck like this for a long time.
"We gotta land soon." At least he hoped so, and he needed to hope for this, because he couldn't loose hope especially for Bell's sake but for his own as well. Mirrorspace couldn't actually kill them...it wouldnm't get any more energy if they all died.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2023 7:29 pm
Prince Remarque, Dark Mirror Senshi of Puppetry
Things were not going according to plan. But then, it would have been too easy if they could have just gone into Mirrorspace, found the problem, and fixed it.
No, even when they were giving it their best efforts, things had to fall apart.
Literally.
Remarque had the advantage of wings and knew he could glide, but what then? Was he supposed to abandon the rest of the Court? And even if he could glide, where was he going to go?
Well. No, he could probably reach the wall-sized mirror on the small island that was slowly being propelled away from them. His eyes caught it once, twice.
There were small mirrors falling around them but he knew it was too risky to trust that the others could reach them–not when there was so much debris falling. Mirrors were breaking all around them, and the ones large enough to pass through probably weren’t going to last long before they were broken too much to be usable.
He looked up; the mirror they’d come through was still there, but it was so small.
His attention focused again on the large mirror.
There wasn’t much time to plan. There was just a moment of desperation.
His wings might have given him some manner of flight but he couldn’t get all of them to the mirror by himself.
They needed a path to the mirror.
Avior’s magic was a small relief, in the brief seconds he let himself appreciate how any of this had gone; he hoped it would shield the others from the worst of the debris. Remarque could hardly make out much of anyone else.
The air was humming with energy. He wouldn’t admit that he was desperate. He felt responsible for everyone here, he’d called them here. This was supposed to be easy. They were supposed to take care of the problem and go home.
He was going to do whatever he could to make sure that happened.
Remarque knew he had a great power in him. He rarely tapped into his magic, if only because he rarely had any situation or purpose where it served him. Being a Prince gave him access to things he could have only ever dreamed of before–but he couldn’t use it.
Strings to pull at his fingertips, it always felt like something was missing.
He felt the electric hum of energy strongly here. It was thick in the air, and maybe it was adrenaline or desperation or just something about this place, but he needed his magic. Needed more of his magic.
Remarque had spent enough time in Mirrorspace to trust that when he needed something, it would provide.
Even if it was in this broken corridor of endless space, there must have been enough of Mirrorspace here to tap into.
Remarque asked for the power to get them out of there.
Mirrorspace must have obliged, because he felt a burst of power explode into him. With all of his focus and strength, he commanded his magic. There were no enemies to tether his strings to, but he wouldn’t have been aiming for them even if he’d had the opportunity.
Instead, he summoned a ceiling of what seemed to be infinite strings. They latched onto the falling debris at every little point they could make contact with and slowed their descent. The strings felt like extensions of himself. He wouldn’t have found the words to describe it even if he’d been thinking about it.
He felt stretched thin, like there wasn’t enough of him to go around. There was too much pressure; he could feel his bones ache and his muscles tense under the strain.
He didn’t relent. His hands were outstretched, fingers curled just slightly as the strings tethered to the shattered platform. Some of the smaller pieces cracked under the strain, but he didn’t care about those. If they weren’t hitting someone in the head, that was good enough for him.
The larger pieces began to knit together–not perfectly, but enough that they created a walkway. The path was broken and battered and swayed a bit as his strings built a makeshift, temporary, bridge.
He was still hovering well above the group; his wings moved slightly to keep him afloat.
A path stretched all around–straight to the oversized mirror he’d first spotted when they’d first entered. It was much larger than the one they’d come into, and despite being struck by some of the shrapnel, the surface was still clear and unblemished.
They could still make their way out.
If they hurried.
He had more strings to spare, and it took more effort to will them to gently latch onto the Dark Mirror Senshi. His magic was usually biting, painful. Maybe now it might feel like a sharp jerk, but he put everything he had into using his strings to pull all of the Court to the platform.
His command was simple, and probably entirely unnecessary; he doubted any of them wanted to stay there, anyway.
“Go!”Quote: All Dark Mirror Senshi should make their exit! Remarque’s Prince magic has manifested in a strange and unfamiliar way but it has given him the ability to attach strings to the falling debris and puppet them together into a bridge that leads to a large mirror for the Court to walk through. Dark Mirror Senshi who were falling or drifting away from the platform will find that puppet strings have attached at several points and they have been pulled back to the walkway. The strings will detach once the Dark Mirror Senshi are safe on the temporary bridge, but Remarque’s magic will not last forever and some Senshi may notice that the longer his strings are fastened to the walkway, the more pieces of it will break off, or the more the strings will snap under the pressure. Passing through the mirror may make the Dark Mirror Senshi feel revitalized, as though they have gotten a second wind and/or may heal minor injuries. Players can choose not to have this effect and can leave with any injury or damages they like! They will be able to Mirrorwalk to any location they have visited before, as per usual; if they do not have a place in mind they will exit a mirror to wherever they last passed through. This time, there is no pain or discomfort when Mirrorwalking! Though they have been through a dangerous situation, they have succeeded in destroying the crystal and restoring Mirrorspace. And, despite the unpleasant experience, Mirrorspace somehow seems a little bit better...As long as you participated in the RP prior to this prompt and wrote 500 words per character, you can count this as a battle! If you missed any of the battle prompts and want to use this as a battle requirement, please make sure to include that your character was engaged in combat in some way when you make your exit post. Even if you do not make an exit prompt, all characters should be assumed to exit safely. Thank you for roleplaying with me! Remarque will be available for any follow up RP if you would like to RP! He will also be exploring Mirrorspace and would be glad to explore with others!
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