New Year's Eve has gone awry for you when pretty snowflakes turn into an ugly snowstorm in a matter of minutes. Your walk through the snow (to wherever it is that you were headed to celebrate the new year at) is becoming less magical by the minute and judging by the size of the hail pieces, you need to get out of it fast before you find yourself on the receiving end of some vicious bruises.
Unfortunately, the wind and the snow have made it impossible to navigate through and after a series of twists, turns and attempts to shield yourself from the storm, you find yourself on the doorstep of a clearly neglected cabin-type house. You're not sure where it came from but you don't have much choice but to make your way inside to avoid the fierce weather.
Inside, there's enough wood to make a fire in the fireplace, a small cot with a few dusty quilts, some half-burned candles and several canned goods (all that seem decently aged). You might even be able to find some alcohol hidden away, if you're lucky.
Judging by the way the wind is howling and the snow is piling up, though, it looks like you're going to be bringing in the new year stuck in this unfortunate place - better make due with what you've got!
Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2018 1:24 pm
Mimosa was back at it again. Out on the streets in her chibi senshi form. Without her uncle baby sitting her. Her parents had a pretty awful fight and to escape their shouting, she had hid some pillows under the covers and snuck out.
She didn't think she needed to tell Hurst EVERYTHING she did, after all. It seemed though, she chose a really bad night to escape out. She had chosen to be as far as away from her home and being a senshi made it really easy, as she landed in the mountainside of Destiny City's outer reaches. Even her phone had trouble getting service out here. She felt something hit her on the arm, looking up as it started to hail.
And hail a lot. They were starting to leave red marks on her arm where they hit and growing in size.
Luckily though, she saw a dim light down in the woodsy part of the outer reaches of woods, where there was barely any streets and hurried over to the cabin, getting inside as hail banged loudly outside.
As much as being Penikisite made him feel like more... the fact of the matter was that beneath the glamour his clown paint provided, he was still very much a human. The painfully large balls of hail had finally driven him to shelter, and he knew better than to power down. Negaverse officers were seemingly resistant to the cold; Dimitri, however, was most decidedly not. So he'd lit a few candles for light and settled down, his hands between his knees, staring almost vacantly out into the storm as he waited for it to pass.
He stiffened as the door opened, immediately drawing himself up as he sensed a sickeningly sweet order signature - who conveniently shut the door behind herself, and at a glance, he immediately realized from her stature and her voice that she was small.
A child?
He'd worked on a child that day, earlier. Cavity. Too much candy. Probably her parents couldn't resist her, that pig-tailed cherub of a girl with red cheeks. Not that he cared less about that sort of thing. In the end she'd cried, snot streaming down her face, desperate to avoid the chair. - he'd had to play a role, then, soothing and comforting with Netflix and flavored sugar hardened on a stick, but now -
"Hello, " he greeted back lowly, blowing out the candle closest to him with a hiss of air between clenched teeth. "Come to play?"
Pixie Nyxie
Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2018 4:48 pm
She really hadn't expected people to be here. The light should have been a sign that there was a person inside. She moved to it like a moth to flame.
What she did not expect was the clown, surrounded by the chaos aura. It was a lieutenant and she knew that her magic could 'fend' him off but without her uncle.
"I...I was just escaping the hail....." She looked at him and then the storm outside. She kept to the walls, and it was barely lit in the room, she might need to pull her phone out.
A low, sinister laugh echoed in the dimly lit room. "Escaping the hail, huh... you must be half-frozen then, huh, little girl." He took a step forward - not a light step, but a deliberate one, long legs carrying him further in a single smooth motion than they felt like they should have. His balloon moved with him, bobbing in the shadows.
"Don't what?" he questioned, even if they both knew exactly what. But these were the moments he lived for, the anticipation, a hunter and its prey - he knew he could hurt her, and he relished the thrill of it, the fact that no one could hold him accountable for it. His smile grew wider still. "You're not afraid of the dark, are you?"
Pixie Nyxie
Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2018 10:44 pm
The laugh was just as creepy as the clown man standing with his balloon. She was pretty sure she saw this on the internet once. It was a scary movie that a lot of people idolized. About a clown who killed kids.
Was this a clown that killed kids.
"Well I could be warm soon..." She could see makings for fire or something warm, even quilts, but really she had to get passed the man. His long step towards her had her scurrying back to a corner, grabbing the nearest thing which happened to be an old bottle of liquid. Probably alcohol.
"N...no I am not." She was ....she was older now. she wasn't scared of anything. She tried to not have a hand shake on the bottle. "What...What kind of game did you wanna play?"
He noted that she was arming herself - a bottle, probably glass, containing an unknown liquid. Probably alcoholic, but in the dim light it was hard to tell for sure. In the end it wouldn't matter much one way or the other, but Penkisite liked to remain aware of his surroundings and any potential challenge they may present. Which was why he leaned over and casually made a grab for one of those canned goods, grasping it tight in his free hand at first, idly testing the weight of it.
"Nothing warms you up like a good game - ever play dodgeball, little girl?" He tossed the can lightly in his hand, laughing to himself before the sound abruptly intensified and he flung it with deliberate force at the small senshi's head.
Pixie Nyxie
Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2018 10:40 pm
Well now she done it, the clown was all high and mighty and already choosing a weapon she was sure for himself. The bottle was nothing more than a comfort to the girl, because she didn't have a real weapon....
Just flower bulbs that sprouted gas.
"Of course I have." And she was about to play it right now, as the can came flying towards her. She moved so that it didn't hit her head, but she didn't know what that meant for the rest of the clown.
He was almost double her size and longer and an Adult.
Where was an adult when SHE needed one??
"Listen up...." She said in a small voice, "Don...Don't make me use my magic on you, creep!"
He was trying to use the darkness to his advantage - not hard to do considering how dark his uniform was, minus the white of his clown makeup. Added something to the encounter, or so he liked to imagine. He cackled hard, making a grab for one of those musty blankets and flinging it in her direction just before swooping closer to take a swing at her.
God he was hoping for the satisfying sting of bone against skin.
He was preoccupied; he took no notice of another energy signature drawing closer, rapidly.
Pixie Nyxie
Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2018 4:18 pm
Yeah, you stupid clown, Magic. She wanted to ask if he had any but she wasn't feeling particularly snappy with him moving around like a ******** prowler. Cans were abandoned for a quilt and she couldn't really dodge that.
It did cover her and she felt something hit her hard on the arm, the sound of bone actually crunching. She was smaller after all and he WAS trying to hurt her. Her arm limply laid underneath the blanket as a sob escaped and she tried to remove it.
She could feel an eternal coming, but she was scared that they wouldn't feel her or come to her, it was hailing so bad outside.
Tears fell down and she returned the favor of kicking the blanket back at the clown man.
She also threw a bottle with one hand as tears streamed down her face. How would she explain to Hurst and her parents about her arm? It hurt so much, she couldn't even summon her magic.
Penkisite hadn't been expecting a crunch, and a savage, almost inhuman howl of a laugh escaped him when he realized he'd done actual lasting damage to the tiny order warrior. The bottle clipped him on the side of the head, and he hissed in response, louder as she kicked him - although it didn't make the laughter stop, either.
"Not so worried about the cold now, are you little girl?!" he choked out, aiming a heavy blow at her face just as the door slammed open.
"Sodom's Plight!" a gruff new voice shouted, brilliant, most likely blinding white light flooding the room and extending upwards into pillars. One of them almost immediately engulfed the clown's leg, trapping him in place. "Kid!" he barked, "If you can stand, get the ******** over here!!"
Eternal Sailor Attack: Sodom’s Plight Eurydike places his hands together; a brilliant white glow gathers around them, and he spreads them wide. Small pillars of salt erupt from the ground, starting roughly three feet from Eurydike himself and extending about ten feet further in a triangular perimeter. If one of these pillars touches an opponent’s arm, leg, or whatever else it may come into contact with, the salt encircles this portion of their body, inhibiting their movements for ninety seconds. This is very difficult for anyone at a lower level than Eurydike to break prematurely. If no contact is made, the pillars vanish after thirty seconds.
Pixie Nyxie
Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2018 4:04 pm
She hated that he was laughing and that it terrified her more then the actual clown make up did. This was not a SANE man, and she desperately wished her uncle or even Sergei was here to save her.
Tears were streaming down her face when magic appeared and an eternal senshi appeared. She could stand, she could move and so she did, moving behind the senshi with soft sobs.
"My arm, he broke it...." She clung to the sash part of the senshi, "I'm sorry, I couldn't stop..stop him!"
The laughing ceased briefly when the salty senshi smacked the clown hard across the face with his fist - there was immediately red staining his face alongside the makeup. Even so, Penkisite just started laughing again, and Eurydike felt a chill run down his spine.
THIS. This was exactly why Eurydike firmly believed kids had no place in this war. He didn't want kids, he didn't even think he liked kids, but all he desperately wanted to do was sweep this one up and get her someplace safe and warm. "Don't apologize for psychopaths, " he hissed, already backing up towards the door and coaxing her to stay behind him, keeping his eyes on the clown nega all the whole.
Although he was struggling against his restraint, really, Penikisite couldn't have been more amused. He was laughing harder still. "Go ahead little girl, run away - go lick your wounds - we can play again another day."
Pixie Nyxie
Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2018 6:36 pm
Mimosa hated the way Peni laughed and laughed and laughed.
She couldn't control the tears, but she wouldn't let him see her cower away, hiding behind Eurydike. Her hands gripped in his sash more.
"Let's go, please, please." She practically begged, tugging at his sash.
Eurydike didn't waste any time; the magic only lasted for so long, and he didn't really want to prolong this poor girl's suffering any more than it'd already been. So finally, close enough to the door, he whirled and abruptly scooped her up into his arms as he dashed away, sliding a little on a patch of ice as he went.
Thankfully, he didn't feel the clown following them - good. She'd seen enough tonight.
"You're gonna be okay, kid - let's get you to a hospital, yeah? - anybody I gotta call?"
