New Years Eve/Danmaku Event

[betel_geuse]

"OKAY, LADIES, GENTLEMEN, AND UNDEFINED OTHERS. HAPPY NEW YEAR and WELCOME to our grand event! The topic of the day is DANMAKU. THIS IS IT, FOLKS. This is gonna be the next big thing in Genessia. Here and now, you're gonna learn what danmaku is, what it takes to win, and how YOU, YES, YOU can be a part of it!" Betelgeuse announced, moving around the small stage area and waving his hands around. He was full of energy and doing his best to impart that energy to the crowd. "NOW. I know a lot of you, LIKE YOURS TRULY, may never have heard of danmaku or only know a tiny bit about it. Fortunately, MY GOOD FRIEND AND BUSINESS PARTNER KOISHI, is from a world where danmaku is a big deal, THOUGH WE'RE GOING TO MAKE IT EVEN BIGGER!"

Betelgeuse paused to let people give some applause and to give the information a bit of time to sink in.

"Koishi is going to explain danmaku to you, then I'm gonna introduce you to some of the different activities we have for you to explore. So, without further ado, give a BIG GREETING FOR KOISHI!"

Koishi twirled once, appearing on stage in a small shower of hearts. After the mask incident back home the little youkai had gotten very good at ensuring she was seen on stage. She was dressed in her usual green and yellow though she was probably somewhat cleaner than most were used to seeing her. Satori had made sure she looked fully presentable on the stage.

"Hello! I'm Koishi Komeiji!" Her third eye was bobbing and weaving excitedly. "I'm a satori youkai and I'm from the great underground in Gensokyo. Because everyone there is super powerful if people fought then everything would break and that would be bad. So we invented danmaku to settle fights without killing anyone instead!" At least she was being clear for once.

She held up her arms, a spark of magic shooting up from her hands and exploding into hearts in the sky, spiraling outward and dissipating after a short distance.

"Danmaku is a lot of fun. It's a duel about beauty and skill and finesse. Not about power. And anyone can play! Even humans. Even if you don't have magic. If you do have magic, Danmaku is really really simple to learn. If you don't, then it's a bit harder, because you need to use other things! Most important though is to have fun! If you don't, then there is no point! It's also super pretty and fun to watch so everyone will have a good time I hope, okay?"

"Thank you, THANK YOU. You all are doing great! Now that ya know a bit more about the game, generally, it's time for some practical demonstrations! At each booth, you'll find experts to give you some practical know-how and HANDS ON experience. Cause anyone can tell you, the hands on stuff is always the best part, right??"

Betelgeuse chuckled at his own perverse humor, before walking over to the first booth.

"This here is where you'll learn pattern creation! This is the brass tacks of danmaku, folks! This is where you do your strategy and SHOW OFF YOUR STYLE! Fast or slow, intricate or basic, find out the uses of each!"

"Now, this next booth is another chance to show off CREATIVITY. Here's where we show you what sorta things you can THROW AROUND. All those pretty patterns you're gonna learn are made of something. Now, keep in mind, these are just EXAMPLES. Feel free to think up your own stuff. STYLE IS IMPORTANT. Balls and stuff is just the beginning, though balls never go out of style, in my opinion!"

"Booth number three is target practice! We all need some of that, right, guys! Believe me, hitting what you aim for is half the battle, well, once you find the target," Betelgeuse chuckled, giving a lewd wink. "SO. Come up and practice, work up all that HAND TO EYE COORDINATION. Believe me, everything is better when those work together."

"Later on, after you get some practice in, we'll have two demonstration matches. The matches will be Mamizou vs. Koishi and Remilia vs. Satori. Should be quite a sight! It's not all work, though, folks! We have a dancing area, food booths, drink booths, and some play areas for the kiddies! Being New Year's and all, we'll also have FIREWORKS, and not just the ones you'll be making with all those end of year kisses, neither! SO, eat, drink, and prepare to DUEL YOUR HEARTS OUT!"

Comments

[kiryuin_shield]

After the whip struck the blond, the look on Gamagori's face was... less than satisfied. Almost confused, really. Even as both Nonon and the "leader" exchanged speeches, Gamagori was going about tugging on his whip, as if inspecting it for something.

"My apologies, Satsuki-sama. It would seem I have underestimated the endurance this pig possesses. Permission to change?"

[weavemyownfate]

Satsuki raises a hand to her forehead as her eyes close for a moment. The woman is talking but, frankly, she barely even understands whats being said. When they open, there if a very brief glance given to the big man, "Permission denied; what you possess is acceptable. And this is not a suitable area for administering discipline, let us move further out." At this rate Sakuya's practice area may end up getting damaged and given the maids assistance, that would be rather poor form. And as for Gamagori's next stage; she would rather avoid him having to use it.

And wow, Nonon, at this rate she's going to be foaming at the mouth! After Sakuya speaks, Satsuki furrows her brows for a moment, then leans over to whisper into the pink haired girl's ear. The box is noticed as well, but of course not mentioned.

Finally she addresses the blonde again. 'Sixty-Six Forbidden Words'? Is that an actual thing the Nova Guardian has to research? Her gaze shifts to the side for a moment, then back to the Leader. ".. Frankly I am uncertain of what I have heard at all. Let's go."

Ideally the group is moved about 40 paces away from the arena, save for Nonon.

[kiryuin_shield]

Gamagori nods, grabbing the blond by the ankle with a whip and dragging her along the specified distance before resuming his assault, each lash with bearing the same earth-shattering force as the first.

[sakuya_izayoi]

Sakuya stands still for a moment, debating a little bit before setting out, tagging along with the odd little group and making sure the other false guardians followed as well. The burn on her leg was starting to really hurt now, the skin on the knee especially with each step she took. After a few paces with a gradually worsening limp she simply rose into the air, foregoing trying to walk on it at all.

"The idiot's description sounds like a ritual." She was addressing Satsuki, though she didn't really care if the ditzy blonde heard her or not. "It's not something a non-magic user would know. Had we access to Voile the spell, if it exists, would undoubtedly be in there. If not the method at least confirmation of its existence. However, Lord Tepes has quite a library so information on it may be there. Likewise the absent-minded satori and her sister have brought old hell here, correct? I would not be surprised if they had a library themselves. Likewise it could simply be something she was told to say to distract you from more dire matters. It might be best to pay someone to look for the information rather than dedicate personal resources to such a quest."

She turned to watch Gamagori's display of brutality, her expression unchanged. It was strange though. How well she was taking the beating he was giving her. Though it was far from something she would do more than raise an eyebrow at.

[jerks22]

The Guardians looked on at her rough treatment; some with furious, barely checked anger. Others with silent horror. The blonde, oddly, kept her cool much better, even as her head thudded along the way, bringing pause to her speech. She sneered at Nonon before her little trip. "Haters gonna hate fer sure." Then away she went, scuffing up dirt and ensuring she'd have to do her make-up all over again. Rude.

"Like, wow maid chick, nosy much? I told you to just let it go cause it's totes none of your beeswax. I don't even know why you're following right now; I mean, I can understand how totally fash I am but if you keep watching I'm gonna start charging for the privilege, ya know?"

Then the beatings began. She had held strong for the first, but her resolve was weakening, bit by bit as tattered garments and blood flew freely. One lash: "Like, ow!". Two lash: "Like, OW!" So her exclamation grew with her pain. Yet for all that, the Guardians suffered worse.

Vyers: By the infernal hells which I command, what have I done!? I would watch a thousand thousand banal programs if only to spare my savior from having to pay for my sins!

He dug fingernails into his head, streams of blood coursing around every digit.

Yuna: Hm Cud oo, ers?! Eh kin ay uh or...(How could you, Vyers? I can't take much more....)

Yuna was mumbling, because, of course, she had her gun in her mouth, trembling.

Tepet: THE DISHONOR I SEE, BEFORE ME AND IN ME, IS TERRIBLE TO BEAR! I MUST SEEK PENANCE.

She lifted her giant sword, sculpting the ground before her into a likeness of herself. Then, like a karate master with a concrete block, she began to whittle it down with the furious attacks of her skull.

Azula: Brrrrraaaagggh! Uh, uh, Uaaaagh!

She was on hands and knees, praying to a porcelain god that would not come. Flames erupted violently from her mouth, yet a foul stench belied something even deeper from her bowels. Sickness and flame mingled noxiously together; a fiery fountain of vomit that pooled around her prostrate form.

By the tenth lash, curses, screams, and the gnashing of teeth had reached their climax, rendering the snap of the lash inaudible. Their leader bore her suffering patiently, having ceased her squeaks. She comforted them, weakly.

"Guys...it's okay...just like, try to think about how super-super cute I am, and how great I look in a mini-skirt..."

They all paused. Yuna dropped her pistol. Vyers let his arms hang limp. Tepet had ceased abusing her forehead. Azula's stream of streaming illness was dammed. Their eyes looked upon their leader, but in a transient way, seemed to look past her to idyllic pastures. They were calm again, trance-like, as if their minds were borne to a holy sanctum.

She smiled weakly, meager satisfaction being the last of her braces as the assault mercilessly continued. By the time of the twentieth, she bore a look so brutal, it would take several shopping sprees to undo. She lie there for a minute, weakly getting up.

"I...like...just have one thing to say to you, Bukakksuki. Come closer..."

[weavemyownfate]

Satsuki doesn't make a big deal about Sakuya following along, and while she does notice the limp it really isn't any of her business. That said, her attention is given to the maids' opinion.

Who, by the way, is a pretty badass maid as far as athleticism is concerned. Too bad Mitsuzo isn't that talented with knives.

"Is that so.." Is her only response, really. That said, she finds herself impressed by the blondes resiliance, but the reaction of her 'generals' are what she was particulary expecting. Well.. Sort of. Actually this far exceeded her expectactions to the point of worrisome. And then her eyes half-lid as her name is mispronounced yet again after the demonstration of chaos.

"It would appear the lesson here was not very obvious;" she speaks; her sheathed sword now in hand (as it was withdrawn from concealment along the way). "The fault here is not of Vyers alone. A group is only as strong as their leader, and only an excellent leader can bring out the fullest potential of their group and manage them accordingly! This demonstration makes it apparent that as much as you may admire this woman, you should realize she is unworthy of your leadership!"

Her gaze shifts from one 'Guardian' to the other. "I offer each and every one of you an opportunity to instead work under my leadership and guidance. I recognize that each of you, misguided as you may be, possess something worthwhile within yourselves to succeed in making a part of Genessia your own, if that is what you truly wish."

Of course there's no guarantee they would agree to that, but she awaits their decision regardless- until the blonde adresses her. The Nova Guardian steps forward, though Gamagori doesn't appear to intend to allow her to pass his line drawn in the sand. Even though she appears visably confused, she approaches said line anyway. "And that would be?"

[jerks22]

Tepet was the first to break free from her stupor, emboldened by Satsuki's address.

"You wretched, poisonous little cur! Was your savagery not enough, that you would have us join you in your betrayal!? "

Blonde: Red...just chill, yeah? I...I got this.

She gingerly got to one knee, adjusting her broken glasses.

"Like, maybe there's a chance you're half as awesome as me. If you weren't such a total spaz. Listen to yourself, girl. 'Make a part of Genessia your own'? Like, get a clue! I'ma let you in on a lil' secret: no one likes it here. Well, not unless you're a total psycho or something. Which you probably are, cause who whips that hard for real?

See, this is why no one likes the Guardians. No one wants your protection, or whatever. They just want to blow this popsicle stand. This place isn't, like, a chance for a fresh start, or a super fab vacation, it's just a total bummer, and people want OUT.

So you might be a super-duper leader with hella cute groupies, but who gives a flip when the only place you're leading is a total dead end? That's why I'm cool and you're lame; cause I know what people really want. And I mean, don't you feel bad, like at all? The only reason people even like you is cause you're super manipulative. You just pretend that they're interesting, and they believe you, and omg that's just so mean.

Honestly Satsuki, you're such a creep I just wanna EXPLODE!"

Then the blonde's face quartered, flipping into a black LCD display with a red numerical readout. It was a familiar image: First a three, then a two, then a one...

[kiryuin_shield]

As soon as Gamagori saw the blond's head tilt back at an impossible angle, time seemed to slow down for him. He gave the briefest of thoughts to be thankful that he was wearing his Goku Uniform. He turned, lurching forward, one arm looping around Satsuki's waist while the other moved to shield her back, all as he activated his uniform, pulling Satsuki into the Shackle Regalia Mk 2's protective embrace as the bomb goes off.

[sakuya_izayoi]

"I... beg you pardon?" Truthfully Sakuya was having a somewhat hard time understanding much of what the glasses-wearing blonde was saying. She was using constant expressions the maid, having grown up in an aristocratic, super formal household. She may be as close to "perfection" as humanly possible, but even she has limits, okay?

So Sakuya stayed out of the conversation as much as possible. Of course that didn't mean that she wasn't at least paying attention. Her reaction was just as quick as Gamagori's, only, time did actually slow. The maid's watch was in her hand in an instant, a sickening wave of distortion rippling from it, and- everything stopped.

To everyone else Sakuya simply appeared to flicker, her watch case clicking shut, looking slightly disheveled and tired. The bomb was gone, carried what had to at least have been several hundred feet straight up, suspended by a flight pendant. In addition Sakuya had taken the time to set up a four point magic barrier, similar to the one that guarded the practice area to catch any falling debris or protect the group from the explosion should the blast actually reach that size.

Ba-ba sploom! BA-BA SPLOOM!

[jerks22]

And lo, New Years was properly celebrated by celestial combustion.

And the other guardians? They had simply vanished without a trace. Perhaps their leader's sudden demise had quite demoralized them. Maybe they had regrouped, intent to finish what they started in a later, more nefarious date. Maybe they got bored and went home to watch Gossip Girl. Either way, this would be the last time this evening that Satsuki & friends would be bothered by bombastic blondes.

Unless a certain someone showed up, anyway.

[weavemyownfate]

Satsuki does glance to Tepet for a moment, but then back to the Leader of the little pack. Of course as she speaks the Nova Guardian's expression remains alarmingly neutral but there are a good number of questions that form as it continues. On the other hand there is also a lot of light shined on the motives.

Actually that isn't entirely true; her brows furrow in response to the analysis of her methods- And then the situation cranks to eleven. It feels like in the blink of an eye that the largest general is surrounding her but then the explosion that follows is much further away than it should be.

Puzzled by the development, Satsuki is quick to push herself away from Gamagori but it's too late- The rest of the group has fled, leaving the Guardian feeling a bit disappointed- It seems she will not get her chance to say that regardless of her actions, their goals were one and the same; and that only convinces her more that she could win the others over. Well.. Assuming they aren't -all- robots. Hmn. She notices Sakuya whom is particularly more dishelved in appearance than before, then looks to Ira. ".. What just happened?"