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 Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2025 9:23 pm
Aruna had been confident lately. Perhaps too confident, when she would have time to look back at this. She had been off planet in literal space multiple times in the last month or so, had found her own skeleton (still weirded out about that), had been kidnapped to literally dump a body on an alien planet filled with other corpses (skeletons?), and had even found the spine somewhere to literally initiate a potential alliance with a General King. So why now, of all times, would she be worried about her own strength? Why would she possibly think that a simple youma would give her more trouble than, say, the literal impending potential end of the world? That confidence, when she would finally look back on this, would absolutely be the reason she found herself getting her sparkly bow clad a** handed to her on a silver platter.
The creature was around the size of a decent bear, though that was about where the similarities ended. It had claws and fangs and a long whipping tail, and on top of all that, a decidedly foul attitude. Aruna had sized it up, thinking that knocking it down with one super level attack would be sufficient, but she could not have been more wrong. Instead, once the creature had unstuck itself and regained its balance, it charged her.
Swearing and managing to get the hell out of the way, Aruna felt her heart rate kick up a number of notches. She was about to become youma chow, wasn't she? There was no way for her to get a message out to any of her companions, not with how she had to keep moving around to try and avoid the very pissed off creature's attacks. All she could do now was hope and pray that it either stayed still long enough for her to attack it properly, or that someone might come along and help.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2025 10:05 pm
Fang had upped his patrolling, thanks to the storms and the incoming Calamity snake. Everything seemed so fragile. He needed to stay on top of things. To try to protect Earth. His own planet was slowly recovering, sure, but Earth was where he could actively live right now. He needed to help it. Help his friends. Earth was where all of his friends lived now, too. For all intents and purposes these days, Earth was his home. And he would defend it tooth and nail, even if he ended up trying to bite the snake to death from the inside out, he'd fight to the last breath he had to make it safe again for the people he loved. Another storm started while he was out and he focused, listening and feeling with his aura sense for anything going wrong. Anyone who needed his help. It was his duty as an Eternal Senshi, after all. He heard the sounds of a large fight—something big, anyway—felt the aura of a Super Senshi, and pounded the pavement, sprinting his way towards them nearly as fast as the lightning that flashed around him. He skidded to a near stop when he saw the bear-sized youma, purple lightning skittering across its scales. It must have been struck, Fang realized. But instead of dying, it was stronger. That was... very not good. The Super Senshi was clearly in big trouble, barely able to dodge its attacks, and he zeroed in his gaze on the monster. Howling with anger, he launched himself at the creature, going straight for his Eternal magic. "Roaring Slash!" The ghostly paws came forth and he began to hack at the youma as hard and fast as he could, snarling viciously the entire time. The youma, however, did not just stand there and take the assault. It whirled on him, snarling, and Fang tried his best to just hold his ground. Hold it long enough for the Super over there to figure something out or just run and save herself. He wouldn't blame her. He could get away easily too, he guessed, but he wouldn't leave to regroup with a proper plan of attack until she was safe. Quote: Fang lets out the distinctive roar-bark of the Chrysocyon after calling his attack, and two ghostly paws extend from his arms and stay there, allowing him to swipe at any and all targets within range with his Chrysocyon claws for about twenty seconds. The scratches hurt when they hit, rending flesh and causing a small burning sensation. The damage all appears real and has the appearance and sensation of a real wound; the illusion of injury will last until his magic runs out, and forty five seconds after he activated his magic, the wounds will fade. At player discretion, the magic can tear through close, scratch armor, or cause lasting damage. This magic lasts for 45 seconds (20 seconds to attack, and targets will suffer effects for 45 seconds after he started his magic, not when they were hit by it), has one use, and can reach enemies within twenty feet.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2025 10:22 pm
Aruna would wonder, much later after all was calm and she was no longer fighting, how it came to be that every time she needed drastic help, an eternal senshi or equivalent would show up and come to her aid. Perhaps it was some of that unusually good cosmic luck of hers that seemed to manifest at the strangest of times. The curiosity about it could wait for later, however, as right now she needed to properly assess the situation she was facing. Jumping back, she watched the senshi attack the youma and finally noticed the purple electricity running across it. Crap. How had she not seen that? Did this thing get powered up by the storm? It would explain the difficulty she was having. Once her heart wasn't racing frantically, having afforded herself another few seconds, she moved in again and made eye contact with her rescuer. "Get ready to move!" She waited til she saw her words acknowledged before slamming her foot against the ground. "Raging Slide!" This time, her attack hit home. Determination and triumph shone in Aruna's eyes as rocks and debris slammed into the youma, definitely doing some good damage to it. It shouldn't take too much longer, provided they were lucky, Quote: Super Attack: Raging Slide!Aruna stomps her foot and the ground beneath her targets becomes slick with wet, tightly packed dirt. An ethereal landslide mixed with debris, twigs, and rocks sweeps towards targets, causing the sensation of moderate bruises or scratches and very tricky footing. This attack has a distance of 15 feet and has two uses per transformation. Terrain change lasts 20 seconds. The effects of the magic will fade when the magic ends, but players can choose to take lasting or more severe damage.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2025 10:29 pm
Fang stretched out the last bit of his magic, hoping that by slicing the youma up just a little more, that the rockslide the other senshi used would— He jumped back just in time, watching the rocks destroy the youma, grind it to dust after his attacks had left it vulnerable. He sneezed and looked to his new friend, smiling in a very satisfied way. "Good job!" he said, trotting over to her with a wagging tail. "Cool magic! Who you? Me, Fang. Senshi of Chrysocyon! Nice to meet you!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2025 10:44 pm
Shoulders relaxing as the youma crumbled, she turned and smiled tiredly but warmly. "Thank you, I like yours too. I'm Aruna, senshi of landslides." Getting a proper look at him, Aruna guessed he was likely a deep space senshi, if the inhuman features were any indication. "Thank you for helping. You really saved me."
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