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 Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2018 6:34 pm
Altais and Lace
Altais couldn't breathe, even as Chaos spun around them. Everyone was fighting, angry cries, sad cries. Altais could only look at the hands, clenching them. They had been stained with tigers blood not even a moment ago.
The had been clenched in his fake brothers fur, the emotions bubbling deep in his pit. They had been real to him as Metis, or Lacrimosa or Themisto.
And he had lost them all in a span of a second.
He could hear Metis calling out for him, but he couldn't face her, his face drawn to the ground. It wasn't till the small kitten popped in it, that he was blown from his stupor. Lace.
"You!" The kitten didn't haunch her back, but merely curled in a ball. "Can you help me get out of here?" She didn't want to be in such a place anymore.
"yes." Altais scooped her up, putting her in his jacket and moving. His head turned to find Metis, seeing her in the crowd before heading over.
"Metis." His voice wasn't cheerful, nor was it happy, "We gotta go." He wanted to find the other two, but the ringmaster had made his claim. With Metis and Lace, Altais at least needed to get them two out.
Altais and Lace Exit
Altais: 16/30
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2018 7:08 pm
TiberiusIt was utter chaos, which was saying a lot since Tiberius was a Chaos kinda Mauvian. He had no intention of going back out into that mess with his injuries...at least, not until he saw his Doll falter and fall. Then he went back out to stay by her side and lick her face as the light went out of her eyes, his shoulders slumped with sadness, ears drooping and his once-proud plume of a tail curled tightly around his feet despite the ache in his ribs.
He could give two shites about the bugger in the red velvet being part of the Negaverse, he was trash. He'd cocked up this mission terribly, not followed proper protocols and cost Doll her life. He was meat to be wasted. Tiberius crunched a starseed and licked Barnuminium's cold lips just once before growling and going after the b*****d with the gall to call himself the same as his Mistress.
I'm gonna rip your eyes out and eat them, fancybritches...EXIT TO MURDER FANCYBRITCHES
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Bishoujo-senshi Mahou-shoujo
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2018 8:29 pm
Alphonse Wingates-St. Grey to Erytheia / 26 HP / Moving to the final boss fight!Don't you want to be... happy?Happiness. What was happiness? Did he want to be happy? He did, didn't he? Didn't everyone want to be happy? The ringmaster's words echoed in the man's head as if just for him. Alphonse had been happy in the dream. He had loved the magic, the show, the act. He had loved the illusion. How you could be who you wanted - anyone you wanted. There was no restrictions, no rules, no burdens to bear... No destiny. Yes. There was no destiny here - no fate. Nothing to tell you who you ought to be. No code to write your duty in your heart. No ancestor with outsized plans for you. No world that drew its magic and life from your form. No thousand-year war. No destiny written in the stars. It was just you here. You and no one else. Just you and your desires and your dreams. There was no sadness here. No distress. No worry. Nothing to mar the beautiful dream. But there was nothing real here either, was there? There was no life - no true life - here. There was no starseeds resonating with hearts. There was no life in the stars. And there was no pain. Pain reminded you that you were alive. Pain existed because you had life following through your veins. So, he couldn't be truly alive here, could he? I was hoping you'd stay happy a little while longer...✪
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2018 9:53 pm
Sailor Lacerta - 14/20 HPIt seemed as if all the main subordinates were now finished off. With the defeat of the elephant creature Lacerta truly woke up. She knew that she had come to watch the circus and thus was not a part of the circus. She knew that she was from Destiny City and it was her job to help protect said city from the forces that continued to try and rip it apart. Although now it seemed as if the biggest battle was yet to come. The Ringmaster that had stood by and watched his "underlings" get crushed now seemed to step forward in a towering rage.
Lacerta grimaced softly and muttered under her breath, "let the second round begin."
[[ Sailor Lacerta exit to do battle in Ringmasterine thread ]]
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2018 12:13 pm
Eternal Sailor Metis 32 /40 HP
She pulled away quickly from the monstrous youma, the pit in her vision, and to suddenly see a silver and copper figure approaching with a tiny yellow-auraed bundle made her jerk back slightly. Iris, ********* it was Altais who spoke, and immediately she reached out for him, gripping the billowing sleeve of his jacket. He sounded wrong. "Are you hurt? What happened?" Though manners demanded otherwise, she couldn't stop herself from reaching up to touch a tentative gloved hand to his cheek, about to press further when she registered that this was... hardly the time to do a check up on someone.
What happened to him?
Her hand instead dropped hesitantly to the animal--guardian?--in his arms, and it took her a small moment to connect things. "Lace?" Where had the kitten been? Running around in this? She sucked in a breath and could only nod somewhat frantically to Altais' suggestion--direction?--that they leave. Her grip on his arm tightened as she tried to look for a route with the least figures that would block their way. "We need to find the others, too. We're not leaving them."
[Exit to Ringmaster fight]
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2018 8:29 pm
Strengite climbed to her feet gingerly, dusting off her skirt and shaking out her hair. Her side hurt and her back was twinging with every move but with the minions taking care off that only left the asswipe who came up with this s**t show. "A guy is a guy. Go for their balls and their world ends. Doesn't matter what kind of guy they are," silver eyes tracked towards the a** who was going to lose his balls next, the ringmaster. With a huff and a last straightening of her outfit she sauntered over towards Beni, adding a mental tick to the ******** beatdown for each twing she felt up her back. The elephant youma might have been a stretch for the castration process but this guy... not so much. The lieutenant kept her eyes peeled on their surroundings as her general helped a broken senshi up off the ground. Corrupt, its a corrupt, She mentally corrected. Actually one of the first she had seen up close. Poor girl looked a little worse for wear, or at least her outfit did. Her attention was drawn back to the diminutive general when he said that he would try to keep them safe. "Awww Darling! I always knew you cared," Strengite saucily winked at Beni before adding in a more grim tone, "Let's take this guy down. I'm getting real tired of this s**t." Not that she had been very useful in this whole situation anyway. Looks like even more practice sessions were going to be added to her schedule some time soon. Oh goodie... Sweenys_Revenge Hihi, she really really wants to get you a new outfit
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2018 12:26 pm
Orangeish Sherbert Whisler vs. Elephant29 HP - 5 : 24 HPDamage:2 - 2 = 0
Stunned, confused and riddled with guilt. If this was how Arias really felt about him…then he honestly did deserve it…and there couldn’t be any better way to go down than by the hand of the person that he loved the most…right?
…But…
But nothing could be fixed if he were dead.
There were tears beginning to pool in the knight’s eyes as he prepared for the pain and when Newgrange went for the youma instead, a great sob ripped from Whisler’s throat, and when Newgrange came over, concern on his face and in his voice, Whisler began to tremble.
“It’s okay.” The words were whispered and he pulled the bloody arm out of Arias’ grip, throwing both of his arms around the male’s body and squeezing tightly. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I make you so angry…I’m going to be better…I love you…I love you more than anything or anyone and I’m going to do whatever I can to be better…I…please don’t hate me, Newgrange…I can’t live without you…and I can’t live with you hating me…”
Everything felt so melodramatic, but Nick couldn’t stop the words, burying his face into the crook of the other knight’s neck. “I’m so, so sorry…Arias please…I love you…”
If he hadn’t been such a s**t, none of this would have happened…he had been the one who wanted to go to the circus, after all.
What a stupid idea.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2018 8:24 pm
Newgrange
Newgrange faltered for a second, partially halted by Whisler’s melodrama and partially still just stunned by his own actions. He returned the hug tightly, mindful of his injuries. “Whisler,” he said, both gentle and stern. He was trying to make him focus on his voice, to listen to what he was saying. “I’m not mad at you. I didn’t hit you because I was mad at you. I’m not even angry right now, and I couldn’t hate you. I didn’t mean to do that.”
He had, though—he meant to attack the enemy. He’d just been blinded by some strange haze where he couldn’t tell what was real and what some twisted, dark illusion. “I think it was just a trick on my mind. I couldn’t control it. Love, you can cry all you want later, but right now I need you to pull yourself together. We have to get out of here, all right? It’s too dangerous to stay here like this. But I love you,” he said, squeezing him a little tighter. “And I am sorry. I shouldn’t have been stronger. Please don’t dwell on what happened, it was a mistake. I’m just…not in my right mind, right now. Or, then. I never want to hurt you—and I’ve never wanted to. I love you, so let’s do what we can to get out of here, in one piece. Okay, love?”
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