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 Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2023 12:40 am
Quote: Radioactive Mysteries (13) : Destiny City has been booming, but with more people you need more power. Recently, an old power plant has been renovated and updated and just opened for business–but now people have been claiming dizziness or fatigue when in the area. Not to mention the animals. So far one shady, blurry video has been posted online of a strange bear-shaped humanoid ‘monster’ in the area. It’s difficult to tell if it’s a hoax or not, but whether or not you believe it, it might be a good idea to keep your eye out if you’re in the area. Especially because if you pass through, you feel like something’s watching you. It doesn’t have an aura so it can’t be a youma, but if you poke around too late at night you might find a strange creature that's built like a bear, covered in fur, but which has a strangely human presence. Something about it is just off--or, maybe it’s just your imagination. Maybe it’s just someone in a costume having a bit of fun at your expense. Still, its claws are sharp and it’s fast. When it runs through the forests, the trees seem to crack upon impact, and if you explore during the daytime you might find strange scratches and odd markings in the grass. The longer you’re in the area, the dizzier you get. Vesuvianite hated summer. Everything was too damn hot, miserable, and sweaty. And yet, here he was, out in the heat, at night, searching for... something. He'd been by the new power plant during the day and felt a powerful dizziness that drove him insane, needing to understand the cause—surely if there were something dangerous in the power plant (at least, something human-created-dangerous), they would know. It would have been in some kind of Negaverse memo or something. But if something otherwordly that hadn't been theirs showed up... Well. He frowned, coming back at night. Someone had to investigate, right? And the more people who had eyes on it, the better. Seeing the bear-like creature that was definitely not a youma scared the s**t out of him, though. "Is this a ******** Sasquatch?" he muttered to himself, keeping mostly still. He didn't want to draw its attention, but something told him it already knew he was there.
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2023 6:13 pm
Within aura sense, but perhaps out of sight line, Psilomelane was acting similarlyto the Lieutenant who griped about the sasquatch. On her end, however, she was more wearied by the thought of running into yet another hostile creature that lacked the familiar aura of a youma. "Not again," she whined quietly, pressing her back to the brick wall.
She knew that some people would be sticking around for the opening of the power plant. She also knew that the White Moon would find reason to make that their business, which usually meant crawling around and 'patrolling' the place as if it was their own property. Psilomelane planned to head off some of these White Moon operatives and either waylay them with conversation or convince them to join the Negaverse. She was sure that, with enough time invested in them, just about any of their kind would find reason to come over to Metallia's side.
Instead, she found herself faced with yet another predicament that had her at her weakest. Since the bear incident with the Dark Mirror Senshi, Psilomelane had since learned that she wasn't any good against creatures that weren't controlled by a Captain or General.
And now? Now she faced down yet another creature. This one was more man-shaped, and it saw her, and between herself and the other individual (Lieutenant by feel), it started for her. Psilomelane should've known; whenever there was prey about, it was ever the wise hunter's choice to go for the injured prey over the hale prey, and she didn't know that there was anything wrong with the Lieutenant.
She blew out a breath. It was time to decide between magic or running for it.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2023 10:35 pm
Vesuvianite realized that there was another person nearby, and, keeping a careful eye on the bear, moved closer to her. It was clear she was injured and might need some kind of help, but he wasn't totally sure what help he could give. "Hey," he said softly. "Do you think you can call anyone to help us with this—" As he spoke, the bear suddenly charged, and Vesuvianite choked on a gasp, not even thinking before he jumped at it and tried to stab it in the eye with his stupid little plastic chisel. He didn't want to die, but he couldn't stand by and let someone else get hurt when there was anything he could do to help. The bear was incredibly ******** fast, but he had to do something. That's what he was here for, after all—if Bellite had seen something in him, something that made her want to recruit him for their secret magical war, then he had to put himself to good use, damnit. So he screamed, beating the face of the bear with his chisel as hard as he could. He didn't seem to be doing much damage, but it did roar and thrash, so maybe he was doing the right thing?
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2023 5:30 am
Regrettably, she had no hopeful answer to give. "I don't think so. I don't know anyone," she whispered back.
Not that there was much time to call anyone, they soon found. The bear thing was on the Lieutenant faster than Psilomelane could react, and she felt terrible for it as the proverbial upperclassman. She didn't know how strong that irate creature was, but it looked like it could snap bones without much trouble. If a Lieutenant was killed on her watch, while she could do something about it, she would feel completely remiss.
"Hey!" She yelled at the beast as she picked up a rock and threw it. She didn't have the greatest aim, but she silently prayed that it wouldn't hit the Lieutenant on accident. "Let it focus on me!" She called to the agent.
"Bitter illusion." Psilomelane slumped, looking highly aggrieved by her injuries.genovianprince Pavo appears hurt and close to defeat, which may lure her opponent into a false sense of security. During this state, she receives a 1.5x buff to her physical damage. This attack cannot be used in tandem with her eternal.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2023 9:32 pm
Vesuvianite stepped back at the call, and the bear— The bear charged for Psilomelane. On its back legs only, which sent chills down Vesuvianite's spine. He watched as it reached out to smack Psilomelane, unable to prevent himself from nibbling on his thumb in anxiety. Would she be okay? What was her plan? God, he hated standing to the side like this even more than he hated the summer heat. He felt like he couldn't breathe—what was he supposed to do? Help or not? Could he even help at all? He was still just a weak little Lieutenant! He couldn't teleport, his weapon was a cheap piece of plastic for Pete's sake, what was there to do besides jump on the bear's back again? He felt like that probably wouldn't work! Oh, maybe it was a distraction to call for someone else? That made sense. But he didn't know anybody either!! Ah!! ******** class="quote"> Strickenized
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2023 6:51 pm
That the bear charged her shouldn't have been an issue. It was part of the plan. She knew it would happen. She knew she would be granted a boost when the bear went after her. And yet, she still felt her heart hammering in her chest, still heard her blood thundering in her ears. Her instincts warned her that this was a bear, a creature that could tear her apart in seconds, regardless of if she was powered. Even if she chickened out, she would never be able to outrun it. In fact, even if she teleported, she wasn't sure she could execute it in time to avoid being killed.
In half a second, the bear was upon her, ready to pulverize her with a massive paw. Psilomelane took the opportunity to duck and shift her weight, bringing up a leg to kick the creature in the stomach. She felt soft fur give to a bellyful of muscle.
The creature grunted, much in the way a bear would, though it hardly recoiled form the hit. It roared again, the sound causing her ears to ring. It raised another paw. Frustration curled its lip higher as, this time, it brought the paw down on her.
Psilomelane tried to dodge again, but it hit her in the shoulder hard enough for her shoulder to pop. Wincing, she shouted out, "Get yourself to safety!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2023 8:49 pm
Okay. Okay. He took a deep breath, and, giving her a fearful glance, took off as fast as he could, nearly tripping over his feet in his haste. All he could do was pray that she would get herself to safety, too.
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Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2023 6:52 pm
Finally, the Lieutenant had the good sense to run off. It was a relief to her, for that meant she didn't have to stick around and endure the abuse from this hopped-up creature.
She ducked once again and a handful of claws narrowly missed her. Heart pounding, she knew she only had about a second to focus her thoughts and bring to mind the shape of Sapphirine's office in Negaspace, or her own office, for that matter. It was easier, then, to think about the soft chair she kept in her space, the coffee table that sat low to the ground and featured all manner of quiet magazines, and the noisemaker that ever sat in the cracked doorway. She recalled her cloth and wicker chair, as well as the mini desk she used to hold her tablet when she was working with a Negaverse officer.
Strangely enough, she only teleported when she remembered that her office always smelled of medium roast coffee and patchouli. Finally she let out a breath, collapsed in her chair, and resigned never to run into one of those things again.
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