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Drop Group #1: | Aftan | Altea | Akane | Angelus | Cadolbolg | Gabrielle | Jake | Ton Ton Jake whispered into her ear, "Oh wow holy crap that feels ...different... But I ain't gonna complain. heh, do you think we should have perhaps had a little chat about how close I do seem to be getting to your little threesome? Heh heh...regardless, you should at least speak to the pair about it, even if to say, 'not now.'" | |
Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Ella | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri The area shifted slightly to become much more aged with flaking paintings, frayed rugs, and rats scuttling around the area. As he tried to continue on, the silence was pierced with a young voice booming out with one word. "leave." Upon that one word, a multitude of elves brandishing scimitars poured out of the rooms and went to surround the author. Tajuh nodded. "Puce, they'll get here. Call me optimistic, but they've got what it takes. Rugal's a good point, but he's a prideful man. He won't want that power because it would mean admitting that he needs that to make his position secure, and bowing down to that again would be repulsive to him as a self-made man. I do realize this plan is still in the works, but no plan survives first contact with the enemy." | |
Drop Group #1: | Aftan | Altea | Akane | Angelus | Cadolbolg | Gabrielle | Jake | Ton Ton "Why's this always harder than it needs to be?" Mark thought to himself and to Melethia consequently as he took in the sight of the Scimitar brandishing elves... all were well armed... well armored and if this was the real world... they'd all make mincemeat out of Mark in under one second flat. But this was not the real world... this was a representation of Melethia's mind... made real in Mark's head...
"What... what?"
"Crap." The Dramatist muttered as he drew his dual custom flintlocks and fired into the cluster of elves, hoping that the hallway would make it next to impossible to dodge the MAC Pistol projectiles. Mark rolls an 18 on dominant hand attack and 11 on offhand attack
Again Puce nodded at Tajuh's rather positive outlook on things. He was a serious man and didn't appear to be one to joke. So when he said that Rugal would probably not turn coat on them... that meant that he truly believed that Rugal would not turn coat on them. Puce... however... had other expectations of Rugal based on first impressions... and what he had seen so far had been far from reassuring that the man had changed his ways in so little a time. "Just in case... I'll be keeping my eyes on him. His history as boss of a crime syndicate should not be discounted. However... for the sake of team work... I'm willing to look past it. Any other members of the team that you hesitate to bring inside with us?" Puce asked curiously. If anything there should be a few members left behind to guard the entrance and to allow the team unrestricted movements through out the narrow temple halls. The larger the group, the easier it would be to get bottlenecked. Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Ella | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri Kokoa had finished supping for the time being and unhinged her fangs from Jake's throat, giving him enough to go on until they reached the other group, smiling as she was given a hand up by Aftan. "Now that this is over... would you mind explaining why you brought him into the Shadow Realm?" Aftan asked curiously as the group began moving towards the main Rising Dawn encampment. "It's nothing... just... a clone of me pulled him in and I had to fight her. I had to make the clone understand that she was not in control there. I was... that's my realm..." Kokoa said as she looked straight ahead... not mentioning the truths that were revealed inside the Land of Eternal Darkness. "Are you sure that is all?" "Yes... I'm sure. Jeez... will you lay off?" The Little Vampire said as she placed her earring back on... and returned to the familiar form of Gabrielle. "You seemed rather chummy with Jake as well... as did Kokoa seem with Mark back in the other dimension." There was a hint of something in Aftan's voice... not jealousy... but... uncertainty. "Look... I saved his life... he needed to get moving before we ran into more of those clones, okay? Drop it." | |
Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Ella | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri The author was panicked, causing the shots from his dominant hand to go astray, but his offhand shots got a good number of the elves which fell, some of them rising back up back up as undead. The large group continued to surround the author, almost getting close enough to attack him with the extremely keen blades. "get out." As the author backed up while firing on the elves, he felt the floor shift underneath him. But could he react in time to whatever was going to happen?
Tajuh rubbed his chin, thinking for a second. "We should leave those who would work better in wide areas to guard the rear. Having them inside the tunnels would do more harm than good, and if they hold in the entrance, they could only have to focus on what was in front of them. You know more than I do about the team's combat styles, so which ones would work best for that scenario?" He could understand Puce's distrust of Rugal, but a man that had built up a crime syndicate like he had, especially if he wasn't afraid to dirty his own hands, had to have immense pride in their skills. It may have been a hunch, but it felt pretty obvious to him that taking those powers for himself would mean that the so-called King of Fighters would have to swallow an immense amount of pride. Taking that into consideration, it was fairly clear to him. Devon sat underneath the tree with Teri and looked up at the sky. "You know, if it weren't for the stuff that was going on here, it would be pretty nice here. Don't you think?" | |
Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Ella | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri "oh...crap" Mark said to himself as he realized he was in deep shit... and was hit with... something hard and hurtful. If he had bothered to open his eyes, he probably would have seen it... but if there was one thing that he was sure it... it was not a pillow full of fluffy lambs. Rather it was a rather hard impact on his ass as he lost the feeling of gravity for a moment. "ow." The Dramatist said once again as he impacted on the hard...hard floor. "DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO TRAP THE HALLWAY?" Mark yelled as he suddenly had an idea.
*TWIP!* A flexible arm of plasma lanced out from the Writer's wrist and impacted upon the ceiling, allowing him to reel himself out of the hole that he had been trapped in... and now... back to the elves. Mark kept himself on the other side of the pit trap relative to the elves... and aimed for the live ones... hoping that the undead ones would be dumb enough to just drop into the pit. Puce remained silent as he listened to Tajuh. "I'll have to reserve judgement for when I see what we have to work with. Elena will be good for escape. Melethia would be good if she wakes up. Kurumu would be good if we have to deal with tech-high traps... or even sending her Phantasms to scout out an area. Caim and Angelus... they would be good against masses of enemy ... Slindis and Teri would be good for emergency healing. Kyre would be good for magical traps." That was Puce's chosen roster... mostly the old crew that he was familiar with. People that he could trust. | |
Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Ella | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri The shots from his dominant hand veered off-course, only managing to graze some of the undead. His offhand shots had a bit more accuracy though, killing some of the elves with some in their number rising as undead again. In addition, Mark's plan worked somewhat: some of the undead fell into the pit, but the undead that saw this made sure to move around the pit as the first of the elves went in and slashed at the author with their blades. You see, there was one thing Melethia never really mentioned to people on the Rising Dawn about the undead in the Black Loch which was quickly becoming relevant here: they were intelligent. "i don't want help. go away."
Tajuh nodded. "I'll keep that in mind, but we'll have to see what happens when we get there. We might need everyone in there for this operation, but I've got the feeling one of those illusions could help act as a watch when we're inside." | |
David West Vs. Tribals | |
Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri [center] "Can't touch this!" The dramatist quipped as he dephased himself for a moment allowijg the enemy blades to cleace through nothing but incorporeal flesh. He could have backed up but the problem was the issue of there beig more traps in the area... and that most certainly would have sucked balls. What's more... his ass bruise, suffered from that damn pit trap was bugging the shit out of him. "How about a little personal space? Please?" Mark asked rhetorically as he once again attacked once again, this time reversing the flintlocks so that he could cleave some faces in. "Hey kiddo? When I wake you up, you are SOOOOOOO getting a spanking." The Asian Writer yelled, as he struck. Even though he was scared to hell on the inside, the quips that he made kept him steady in the face of the undead [center] Puce thought about it for a moment as he looked at the temple, its entrance probably being set high on top of the pyramid like structure. "We could use some crack shot up at the top of the temple as well. Picking off enemies at range. If Angelus and Caim aren't in the group inside the temple, they would excel outside... Or even just Angelus. Gabrielle and Aftan have proven rather handy with a sniper's rifle, as has David. Akane can launch fireballs at any intruders. They'll need a couple of CQC types... Again the Knights, Akane and Rugal.." And there it was Puce's suggestion for Rugal to keep his ass out of the temple. Drop Group #3: David | Elena | Kud | Riki | Saya | Slindis Elena heard David's cries and opened two additional portals, one for which shencould fire into and the other would cut down the natives from above. [color=purple]"David! Time to move positions!" Elena yelled as she jumped into an open portal, teleporting her to the other side of thr battlefield where opened up on she opened up once again. | |
Drop Group #3: David | Elena | Kud | Riki | Saya | Slindis | |
Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri Unfortunately, the attacks from the author this time completely failed to deliver much more than glancing blows when a good number of the undead and living elves merged together to form a half-dragon lich and a drow brandishing a rapier and a scimitar. More importantly, one of the elves nearby swung wildly at Mark to try and sever an arm.
Tajuh saw the wisdom in Puce's words and nodded. "I'll discuss the arrangements when we reunite so everyone's on the same page, but your insights into the group have been quite helpful. Bernstein's ability to heal people, even if it should prove to be temporary, could aid with the rearguard, so I will bring up that point with him." His command style out on the battlefield was certainly unusual, but it seemed to be suited for a group like the Rising Dawn's: find your men's strengths, give them an eventual goal, and find a way to have them work at their best while ensuring the target's achieved. It was clear to Puce that Tajuh had worked with similar groups before. Drop Group #3: David | Elena | Kud | Riki | Saya | Slindis As the main fight continued in the far side of the encampment, she saw something unusual for the area: shoeprints. It could be one of the children, so I'd better follow this trail. The fighting did much to allow her to move through the camp unhindered. | |
David West | |
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Devon | Teri Teri nodded, She continued writing for a moment, and then she looked to Devon, Devon did as asked with confusion, and watched as three bowls of red liquid (probably wine), three red camellias, and three vials of a red powder appeared on the ground before her. Following that, Devon noticed that the smell of flowers filled the air with an unearthly perfume, and a small, warm breeze blew through the desolate forest. Another moment passed, and Three women appeared; A maiden, a middle aged woman and a crone. The three looked at the girl before them, and Teri gave a light bow, Rugal As Rugal trudged through the woods, he noticed the smell of flowers fill the air... Flowers? In this place? Something wasn't quite right... Following the scent (it was a strong one), Rugal found the two Writers beseeching three women. | |
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Devon | Teri Devon looked at the elementals, impressed with the magic. "Would the ladies like to hear a song? He had grabbed one of the sleeping bags from the nearby tent and sat on it while he watched his fellow Author at work. Slindis The Paladin sidestepped the attack and stabbed the warrior with one of the rapiers and parried the spear wielder's thrust with some redirection from her offhand rapier. Where's their backup? | |
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Devon | Rugal | Teri The eldest of the trio nodded to Devon's request, "The Ladies always appreciate a calming tune. If you would be so kind as to play one; for there are heavy matters at hand." As Devon began to pluck at the strings, the youngest giggled, and pointed to the three, "A blessed soul, a damned soul and a soul that doesn't know what to do with himself~! And a sharp dresser too... We do love red, you know. What a delight, isn't it sisters?" The eldest sneered at Rugal when he assumed they were water elementals, and mumbled something under her breath about the ungrateful and forgetful nature of men. It was odd, to hear them speak, for it was as if they were each the same woman; but at different stages of their life. As the youngest prattled on, the middle aged woman raised a hand and pointed at Teri, "Remember, my dears; our daughter calls to us. We are here to heed her first and last request..." The other two stopped and turned to the girl; who froze upon being acknowledged. However, after a moment, she spoke, The three women looked at what the girl had to offer, and nodded, the eldest speaking this time; "It shall be done. My dears, the threads." As the eldest said so, several strings appeared in many different shades of colors; a deep blue entangled with a blood-red, a silver and a indigo; A green entangled in a sapphire, an indian red with a frayed appearance, a navy blue, a sky blue and a paleish string that was wound in a blocky manner. Each string, at some point or another, had connected to a single plain string. In the end, it looked like an upside down tree; with the plain string as the main trunk and the others as branches. With a quick motion, the plain string was pulled away from the others, and the rest remained in place. Teri cried out in pain and gripped her chest as soon as their fingers touched the string; but they continued their work. There was a few more moments, and then all the strings reformed their tree; albeit without the trunk. The plain string floated on it's own; and then all disappeared. When it was all done, the three women descended upon the girl and the two could hear whispering from the women; but nothing was legible, save for "A guardian" to which a bottle of water was exchanged. After that the young writer gave a weak bow to the ladies before they disappeared in a wisp of smoke. After a few moments, Teri coughed a little, and began to drink heavily from one of her spare water bottles; leaving the table open for whomever wanted to speak. | |
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Devon | Rugal | Teri Devon felt slightly uncomfortable when the fates mentioned a damned soul and spoke up when they left. "Teri, I don't know if I mentioned it earlier, but I ended giving up a bit for my training with Lucifer. Not much, just fiftyyearsinhellwhenIdie. Nothing too much, considering what we're up against." | |
Drop Group #1: | Aftan | Altea | Akane | Angelus | Cadolbolg | Gabrielle | Jake | Ton Ton He was energetic yet still tired, and he trudged along behind the three steadily. He dared not to use his Author Powers to craft a pep him up. Then he tripped. Taking a few extra quick steps, he just managed to regain his balance before hitting a tree. "Ow. Oi Knights, wait up please. I wasn't close enough, didn't hear your footsteps going over that branch. Fucking hell, how does Rugal manage being blind?" Akane giggled a bit. "Ara ara Jake, what are we going to do with you? Hey, does anybody have a rope?" "I ain't no doggie! Oh wait yeah I am, nevermind... *Sigh*, collar me..." he said in mock outrage before swapping to sarcastic acceptance. | |
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Devon | Rugal | Teri Teri, after finishing up her bottle of water, she looked at the two with mild confusion, She was about to reach for her quarterstaff to knock some sense into her Writer friend, but wobbled a little before sitting back down, There was another pause and Teri realized that this may be her moment to get the truth out of the King of Fighters, and added, | |
Devon | Rugal | Teri | |
Rugal, Teri, Devon He nodded, taking the sleeping bag to one of the tents as he started relaxing and getting ready for sleep. Sure, this wasn't like any camping trip he'd ever taken, but he needed to get some more energy for the events that were sure to happen tomorrow. "At least she didn't kill me like Courtnee would have if I had told her that... I need to get my mind off that. Dwelling on that won't do any good now, and there's no time for that drama." Slindis | |
Rugal | Teri After Devon left the scene, Teri typed a few things on her Tablet, speaking as she did so, She held up the Tablet, and winced the footage and documents found by both AI were displayed; especially the clips with Bruiser involved. When it all finished, she pulled away her tablet, and looked at Rugal dead in the face, | |
Rugal | Teri
Slindis "HOLD IT! I HAVE A.....gun...Oh.....Sorry..." Riki threatened the drow, aiming his .44 at her before he remembered who she was and lowering it. | |
BlackHarte "Terminate them and get moving. Their reality has already broken off from their original thread. No point in keeping an extraneous world around after all," BlackHarte frowned and massaged his temples thoroughly, "things that aren't OC's give me a fucking headache. Maybe a little more so than dealing with an OC, but not by much. Everyone is so troublesome." He picked up his mug and sipped some coffee before flipping through the elven book once again. ---
Armageddon
Armageddon fell backwards from the attack, only Moka's really, as the washbins did not hurt him, and the ice melted before it could even attempt to pierce his fine black armor. He took a step back and placed his two hands together, fire spread from within his armor and consumed his arms. The warhorse whispered a quick prayer the the Witch of Izalith, the Bed of Chaos, and the Mother of Pyromancy before raising his hands up into the air and said indifferently, "Be consumed and bother me no longer. CHAOS FIRESTORM!" Twenty Eight great pillars of magma and fire burst forth onto the school grounds, incinerating and devouring the dirt, trees, houses and nearly the entire school grounds. The lava spread outward and tore apart the scenery in great waves, cresting with winds of heated air and embers. "Sorry Director, it looks like your school did become a target for the Chaos Servants." Her turned to leave, walking out toward the ceaseless magma flows and vanishing into the billowing ash. "BlackHarte, when did I become your errand boy." ---
Armageddon | Mark The one rule that he had to follow, was that his power and form was restricted based on the native level of the dimension he traveled to. So naturally, as soon as the dark fire splayed forth in the realm of no magic, did Armageddon step out onto the sand nothing more than an actual armored warhorse, much to his personal or rather equestrian chagrin. He took a gentle step forward, and his black iron horseshoe sunk deep into the sand on the beach. The weight of his armor would indeed be an issue. He could feel the sand rushing at him already. He was slowly and steadily sinking. But like any rational sentient creature, Armageddon picked himself up by the boo straps and hopped, literally, over to Mark's bungalow before banging his head on the door in lieu of actually having to find the doorbell ringing device while trying to avoid standing on the sand. ---
Kyre | Kurumu "I understand that you can't ever see me as anything more than as a child," she sighed sadly, as she hugged Kurumu back. The pain was going away, but her shadow did not return yet, "So all I ask is that no one ever takes you away from me... in any way." She was smiling sadly now, a fake smile that she grit her teeth to put on. It didn't matter to her that Kurumu already had someone. Puce could be easily disposed of, the only matter was time and circumstance. "I'll be happy if I can just hold you whenever I want." | |
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Drop Group #1: | Aftan | Altea | Akane | Angelus | Cadolbolg | Gabrielle | Jake | Ton Ton Angelus was struck dumb at the notion that Cadolbolg wanted to fight for her's and Caim's sake; and embraced her brave little boy, "We are always proud of you, little one; regardless of what you do... However, I do not think Caim and I will settle for quite some time. He is still full of energy to fight, and I will always be by his side. Come now, let us find him and deliver the news..." She got up and tapped Jake on the shoulder, "Jake, Ton Ton, Cadolbolg, and I are going on ahead to find Caim and Teri while you get your things sorted out. We'll see you then." Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Ella | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri After the spear broke the stone hand, Caim found himself flying backwards and felt his back land into a tree; knocking the poor thing over. Now it was Ella's turn to be over Caim, a position she was not slow to notice, "Ooh~! What a gentleman, letting a lady take the lead.." That was when Caim struck, bringing his family sword in an arc and making the Succubus jump back in surprise. When he forced himself up, she balked at his strength. Clearly, this pact thing made humans tougher than they looked. After he was up, she could see that the weapon in his hands had changed to a strange and vaguely familiar Scythe; and he charged her with it. When the first strike made the weapons bounce off each other, she heard his mechanical voice roar from the PDA; What was this? Did the succubus touch another nerve? Before she could contemplate the thought further, Caim was coming at her again with the Scythe. Teri was relieved for a moment, and then the horror of what she realized struck her. He could easily have been lying to her. He had done so to the Heroes time and time again. Why wouldn't he lie to her? She wasn't special. The realization of that hurt her far more than she could have imagined. Of course she wasn't. This was a cartel-lord, and mass criminal. Why would she influence him? Bring out the good in him? What a joke! She bit her lip to prevent the tears from coming, but like many other times before, she wasn't very good at keeping them under control when she was upset; even if she was good at saving face after a good cry. A choking sob escaped her throat, and then she grit her teeth, fury breaking through her as much as the sadness. The tablet shook as her conflicted emotions poured out of it:
It was quite funny, on an objective scale, to see the girl had turned just as red as her (former?) friend did; even though she had no physical chance against the King of Fighters. That didn't stop her from gripping her staff in a combat ready pose. A shame no-one would see how furious the little Cleric could be if pushed. Dmitri's Home: A.I. Vermilion | Dmitri Dimitri smiled again at the thought. If it were his way; he would happily return to the time where his main concern was making sure the Tablet ran properly. That was when his home began to shake again, and Dimitri rose to the occasion of maintaining his home. | |
Rugal/Teri Viscus had won, He had lost. He dropped the cleric and walked away, completely shocked at this outcome, without breaking a single rule or guideline set to control him, Viscus had still beaten him. | |
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Drop Group #2: Caim | Devon | Ella | Kalastryn | Kurumu | Kyre | Mark | Melethia | Puce | Rugal | Tajuh | Teri
Mark rolls a 5 for detecting trapsFeeling that it was it was reasonably safe to take a step forward, the Dramatist did so... and got his face melted off by an acid arrow for all his efforts.
"I should have let Kurumu do this" Mark thought to himself as he re-rez'd his face sans damage by said acid arrow. Time to play it smart... let's play it smart.
"MELETHIA!!!! IT'S MARK!!! I'M A FRIEND OF FIRE BUTT'S ... I MEAN ... FIREBRAND'S!!! I'M HERE TO CHECK ON YOU TO MAKE SURE YOU'RE OKAY AND TO SEE WHAT YOU HAVEN'T WOKEN UP YET!!!"
Yeah! Way to play it smart!
Puce nodded at that plan. It sounded good on paper... but of course... everything sounded good on paper until they actually got into the thick of things.
"Agreed on the we can't fail part. We'll need a quick exit from the temple as soon as we get the stone though. Elena would be good for that... if she even gets here." Puce said as he started piecing the puzzle pieces that were team members together.
"There's still the matter of the Rugal Factor..."