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MECHANICS
Your opponents will be determined by a 3d6 roll. The first number will indicate the number of enemies in the mob, the second number will tell you the number of youma in the group, and the third number will tell you if there's a Captain in the group or not. There are only three Captains in the game, so once the three Captains have appeared, the third die will be dropped.

First die: Self-explanatory. 1 = One enemy. 6 = six enemies.
Second die: Also pretty self-explanatory. 1 = one youma in the group, 6 = six youma in the group. If there are more youma rolled than there are enemies in the group, then the entire group is youma. There is no overflow.
Third die: If a 2 or a 5 is rolled on the third die, a Captain has appeared.

From there, the DM will roll damage and indicate the senshi/knight each enemy is attacking. To consolidate posts, all of these will be rolled by d12s and in ascending rank order: so youma, then lieutenants, then captains, then generals.

The Negaverse stat table looks like this:
Youma - 50HP | Rolls a 12-sided damage die
Lieutenant - 100HP | Rolls 2d12 [2-24 dmg]
Captain - 150HP | Rolls 3d12 [3-36 dmg]
General - 200HP | Rolls 5d12 [5-60 dmg]

Every player may roll one die (representing their character casting their magic or physically attacking) with each post. The number you roll is the damage you do, so a 10 does 10 damage to any enemy you attack, etc, etc. They must indicate in their post which enemy they are attacking. Once an enemy is KO'd, which will generally be indicated by a DM post, attacks directed towards that enemy will be redirected towards the enemy of the highest level.

You may choose to forfeit rolling physical damage and instead roll for magic damage. Your magic is boosted by the uncorrupted and unbound power of Avalon, allowing you to treat each wave of enemies as a different battle with a reset casting counter. This means that if you get one spell a battle, you will be able to cast once in the first wave, again in the second, and again in the third. Magic attacks are assumed to always hit. If your character casts an AoE attack, then you may select up to three enemies to cast at. If your character casts a non-offensive attack, you won't roll, but you can simply write the effects into your post. Healing spells add a default +50 to the target in question. If you have a specific question on how to handle your attack, please drop me a line!

You will be responsible for maintaining your own health count at the top of your post. Player characters, however, are simply knocked out. They may be resuscitated by a healing spell. Disposable characters die when their health reaches zero, or when their player character wants to kill them (it needn't be when their HP runs out).

Basic/Page - 100HP | Rolls an 8-sided damage die, 12-sided for magic
Super/Squire - 150HP | Rolls a 12-sided damage die, 20-sided for magic
Eternal/Knight - 200HP | Rolls a 20-sided damage die, RNG 1-50 for magic
Royal - 250HP | RNG 1-50 for damage, RNG 1-75 for magic

WAVES
Waves last until all the enemies are down, and there will be three waves. I will post updating each thread at least once a day, but probably more like three or four. After a DM post your character may roll again.

Eternal Thraen

The pull of magic, the sound of weight and stone meeting the creak of old wood and the scent of salt and rain came the Thraen's senses as he opened his eyes. The world was a grey and waiting dim, clean for the ocean murmer and pale blossoms nearby that scrolled stone walls.

Forest. Stairs. But where is here?

The distinctly unclean feel of a youma crawled up his veins as he crossed carefully along what perimeter was available to the ruin. It was towards 'out' of the tower. The destruction of Youma and the tendrils of Chaos doesn't change for different locale. It doesn't feel to be moving. Just one? How large? They come in shapes as nightmares sized great and small.

He looked back across, to the window and the ocean beyond, called softly in case there were others below, already gone down the stairs- "Hello?"

Eternal Thraen

The strange effects of Voice drew his attention, Megrez....yes, with Faust. We spoke about the necessities of execution. She's grown stronger.

He crossed carefully, mindful of the weight of his boots on the old and deteriorating wood, offering out hand to her, "You grown stronger in so short a span. I do remember. Well met again, Megrez. "

"Two is better than one- and our enemy already present. It will be a pleasure to work with you directly Megrez. Have you played any video games? The terminology is wide based enough that it makes tactics faster. My magic is an area entanglement and status effect- enemy or ally doesn't matter. Yours?"

"We don't know what the youma can do, so its difficult to determine if staying up here or in the tower is just trapping ourselves or keeping assault from a single front. High ground is something. But we can all jump. Offhand I prefer the open field for maneuverability."

Penthesilea was not used to being swept places, magically, against her will. At least she wasn't working tonight, so there were no explanations to make, and she could be glad that powering up neatened and pinned her hair into the odd, complex style that had come with her Eternal upgrade. So at least she didn't look like a half-asleep disaster.

Which was good, because there were other people here. Two of them she knew, the third she didn't.

"Thraen, Megrez!" She said, and she wanted to run over but held dignity together enough to walk. "Well, if there were anybody I wanted t'get dumped on a weirdass island in the middle'a ********' nowhere with, you two would be on the list."

The third was not so familiar, and she nodded to the Squire. "Penthesilea," she introduced herself, and she put her hands on her hips. "First two spells are single-target damage, third is...AoE wacky s**t with damage." How the hell did she explain her Eternal attack to someone who had never been caught in it? "Friendly fire possible." Establishing tactics in RPG terms was comfortably familiar to her, perhaps moreso than she might have wanted either Thraen or Megrez to know. She was not sure her carefully-crafted image as a hot badass warrior princess would survive the knowledge that she played World of Warcraft.

Sailor Nassovia

A blue-haired senshi appeared, twirling in midair with a slightly song-like shout. It looked almost cool, if it weren't for her startled eyes and sudden flailing as she realized that her private rockout session just became public.....and not in her bedroom.

After inelegantly crashing to the ground, she patted herself off and noticed that she was wearing her senshi uniform. Her eyes widened as she looked up at the other figures present.

"Are you all superheroes too?"

She tried to remember what ********* had said. Despite having been a senshi for over a year, Sailor Nassovia had seen very little action.

"Or are you....yo' mamas?"

She got to her feet and gave a glance around. Maybe she had gotten a little too excited with her song and dance routine. This didn't look like anywhere near her home.

"I think....maybe I hit my head."

Suddenly the area had gotten a lot more crowded. Megrez took Thraen's hand in a handshake. "Yes, nice to meet you again! Um... my magic is just basic single-target damage stuff. The small eggs go a bit faster than the big ones, but the big ones hit harder. A lot harder." She had knocked someone unconscious with one, after all. "I think maybe we should go into the field, for maneuverability like you said, and because maybe it'll let us explore a bit."

The appearance of the Earth Squire further immersed Megrez in the reality of the situation. She looked over to face Gillite and said, "Yep, randomly teleported." As much as she wanted to say that there was always weird s**t going on, this was certainly beyond anything she had encountered so far. "Huh, you think this is a Wonder? I guess that makes sense, but why would a Knight's Wonder drag in senshi? Oh, and I'm Megrez, by the way. Nice to meet you, um-"

Of course, if Gillite had pulled Megrez's head further into the situation, a certain voice pulled her way, way out of it. "Penthe!" she called out, throwing seriousness and dignity and sense out the window to run over and give her a hug. "Boy, am I glad to see you're here!" She wanted to provide some sort of real justification for being glad to see Penthe, but couldn't find one quick enough. Just seeing her made her happy. She wanted to hold her and never let her go. Every. Single. Time.

Suddenly, a guardian cat and another senshi made their entrance, jarring Megrez back into reality and making her release Penthe lightning-quick (but not step away from her at all). "Uh. Well." The name 'Ida' rang a bell from Megrez's visions, but she was certain that Ida wasn't there. And the blue-haired senshi appeared young and inexperienced (from her actions, anyway). The hell did she mean by 'yo' mamas?' "No, I'm afraid there's no Ida here. Yet, anyway. And yes, I guess you could say we're all superheroes of some form or another."

Nassovia pinched herself before responding to Gillite. Nope, this wasn't a dream.

"I think I'm alright. This all seems real enough anyway."

Her eyes were wild with excitement as Megrez confirmed that everyone present was a superhero. Questions would have followed, but Thraen's command of the situation utterly shattered her train of thought. She saluted him when he addressed her. Not out of mockery. It just seemed the right thing to do.

"Yes, sir! I am fast and mobile! My name is Ma.....Sailor Nassovia! I haven't fought any villains yet."