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Entry tags:
- ! event,
- #npc: spirits,
- anastasia leonheart,
- koishi komeiji,
- mayu nozaki,
- theodore satchel,
- ★ alp,
- ★ bei dou,
- ★ david haller,
- ★ grimmjow jaegerjaquez,
- ★ hikari yagami,
- ★ irvine kinneas,
- ★ levi ackerman,
- ★ levy mcgarden,
- ★ lucy heartfilila,
- ★ luke triton,
- ★ masayuki hori,
- ★ minako aino/sailor venus,
- ★ nanoha takamachi,
- ★ natsu dragneel,
- ★ olivia moore,
- ★ petra ral,
- ★ satsuki kiryuin,
- ★ sayla,
- ★ spirit albarn,
- ★ suigintou,
- ★ sun wukong,
- ★ weiss schnee,
- ★ wendy marvell,
- ★ yosuke hanamura,
- ★ yukiko amagi,
- ★ yuna,
- ★ yuu kashima,
- ★ zeref,
- ★ zuko
OPEN LOG; EVERGLADE, GENESSIA - do not reply until you read the ooc post
The first sign that something was going on that day hadn't been at the crack. It hadn't even been in Genessia, as a matter of fact. The first sign had been a sound not unlike a window shuddering in a heavy storm. It perforated the atmosphere within Everglade first.
Only a few moments later, Fayren would hear the same shudder echo through its forests, forcing birds to flee the cover of the trees. In the populated areas of the kingdom itself, it would be much quieter, as if it were miles away.
Then it would return to Genessia. The crack in the sky was rapidly saturated, thousands more than before forcing their whole shapeless bodies against the barrier. Some of the strange aurora-tinted color seems to press into their ranks, a few of the strange creatures being forced back, but quickly being replaced by another of its kind.
And a sickening crack could be heard in all archways near and far, but it was loudest in Everglade, where a new crack had formed. Two humongous cracks appeared in Everglade's barrier like a sinister grin as if it were laughing at the town just above the clocktower. The two cracks took only a couple of seconds more before the strange monstrous creatures burst small holes into that crack, not big enough to fit their bodies through at once.
The leaked through, dripping like poison from an apple out of that sneering mouth in the sky until the first of these creatures fell to the ground. The eager, hungry soul from before, whose abyss of a stomach had been shared with the whole of Genessia when he'd opened his misshapen jaw the first time a few days ago now looked from side to side in the streets of Everglade.
The first face he saw was that of an NPC, and he only saw it for a moment before launching himself at the man and pinning him to the ground. Some would recognize him as the grizzled owner of The Rabbit's Foot. A loud scream was put out from the man as the creature opened its jaw wide, but did not eat him. Nothing seemed to happen when his jaw was opened, as a matter of fact.
The creature closed its mouth slowly before standing upright on what seemed to be a two-legged form, though if it had arms they didn't take shape. It made a gesture as if it were cracking its neck as the man escaped quickly, locking the door to his shop behind him.
More of the creatures were piling into Everglade slowly but surely, but this one in particular caught sight of a local werewolf, someone with a pendant, a soul, and repeated his mauling, but this time- this time something happened. This time a strange, glowing mist seemed to pull out of the Everglade resident's body, a faint glimmer of aurora with it, and in a short time this person stopped screaming. They were still alive, but it didn't seem like there was anything... inside, really.
A hissing, victorious laughter left the creature and he moved on, heading toward Genessia's gate along with his oversized mouth pulled up into an eerie grin that reflected the crack in the sky. Those that had made it in through Everglade's crack followed suit.
They had to let the rest of their friends in through Genessia; it was only the polite thing to do.
{{ READ THE OOC POST FOR IMPORTANT DETAILS ON THIS EVENT! }}
Only a few moments later, Fayren would hear the same shudder echo through its forests, forcing birds to flee the cover of the trees. In the populated areas of the kingdom itself, it would be much quieter, as if it were miles away.
Then it would return to Genessia. The crack in the sky was rapidly saturated, thousands more than before forcing their whole shapeless bodies against the barrier. Some of the strange aurora-tinted color seems to press into their ranks, a few of the strange creatures being forced back, but quickly being replaced by another of its kind.
And a sickening crack could be heard in all archways near and far, but it was loudest in Everglade, where a new crack had formed. Two humongous cracks appeared in Everglade's barrier like a sinister grin as if it were laughing at the town just above the clocktower. The two cracks took only a couple of seconds more before the strange monstrous creatures burst small holes into that crack, not big enough to fit their bodies through at once.
The leaked through, dripping like poison from an apple out of that sneering mouth in the sky until the first of these creatures fell to the ground. The eager, hungry soul from before, whose abyss of a stomach had been shared with the whole of Genessia when he'd opened his misshapen jaw the first time a few days ago now looked from side to side in the streets of Everglade.
The first face he saw was that of an NPC, and he only saw it for a moment before launching himself at the man and pinning him to the ground. Some would recognize him as the grizzled owner of The Rabbit's Foot. A loud scream was put out from the man as the creature opened its jaw wide, but did not eat him. Nothing seemed to happen when his jaw was opened, as a matter of fact.
The creature closed its mouth slowly before standing upright on what seemed to be a two-legged form, though if it had arms they didn't take shape. It made a gesture as if it were cracking its neck as the man escaped quickly, locking the door to his shop behind him.
More of the creatures were piling into Everglade slowly but surely, but this one in particular caught sight of a local werewolf, someone with a pendant, a soul, and repeated his mauling, but this time- this time something happened. This time a strange, glowing mist seemed to pull out of the Everglade resident's body, a faint glimmer of aurora with it, and in a short time this person stopped screaming. They were still alive, but it didn't seem like there was anything... inside, really.
A hissing, victorious laughter left the creature and he moved on, heading toward Genessia's gate along with his oversized mouth pulled up into an eerie grin that reflected the crack in the sky. Those that had made it in through Everglade's crack followed suit.
They had to let the rest of their friends in through Genessia; it was only the polite thing to do.
{{ READ THE OOC POST FOR IMPORTANT DETAILS ON THIS EVENT! }}
NPC contact: Grizzled owner of RF
As always, Ted was being naive, hoping that the crack in the sky was just another in a long string of unexplainable oddities. Boy was he in for a shock!
But his duty compelled him, and his courageous stupidity enabled him, to see to the needs of Everglade, however he could. But he knew no one he could rightly ask for help; likely enough he'd just wind up being a burden for any real do-gooders. So, he'd try and do what he can, alone.
His first stop was at the Sheriff's office, trying to catch a piece of Yuna's no doubt fractured attention. Ted's usual verbosity could be translated to mean "I'm here, and at your disposal. What do you need done?"
If there was time, he'd also make a stop at the Rabbit's Foot. The old man there seemed wise beyond years; maybe he'd have a clue on this whole situation.
(To the proprietor) In so many words; and Ted used a great many, he asked what in the world is going on, and what, if anything, can be done to stop it.
Never fear! Koi is here!
Koishi appeared outside of the Rabbit's Foot, dressed in her full Nova City uniform, the three black diamonds on her lapel standing out rather obviously in the daylight. Truth be told th little youkai was nervous. There was a presence saturating the air and pressing against her mind, stirring her heart and eye. It would be poor form to show it, so now she appeared stood about two paces from the shop's threshold, cupping her hands over her mouth.
"Mister Spades! Hello!" She waved, ensuring she was as visible as possible. "Miss White sent me to help you out, but you need to take whatever charms or tablets are hanging on the door or in the doorway down for a bit or I can't get any closer."
Hopefully the shopkeeper would remember her from when she and Ted went to Castlevania or from the television or something and allow the wards to be removed.
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CLOSED TO: DRACULA
When Vlad gets near the spirit, it will not speak to him, but he will know that it is calling to him. Perhaps he should approach it to see what it wants?
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"How peculiar. For the chaos being caused, I had expected something more... defined."
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Around Everglade
NOT a fun combination, to say the least. And the one time she'd tried her bard songs, it'd been like a magnet for them - she'd had to teleport away.
She's likely going from place to place very rapidly, trying to avoid the spirits as much she can while looking for people. There could be a silver lining in the chaos, but she sure as hell wasn't finding it yet...]
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Finding out that these things could be caught would make it even better, but she didn't know that much yet. Mostly she was just having fun slicing and shooting.
So much so that she fires her guns despite Pidonus having just teleported into the area, though she doesn't hit her. Emerald knows how to kill just what she wants dead, even if she doesn't have any particular concerns about Pidonus's actual safety. ]
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[Open]
The creatures were falling to Grimmjow with relative ease. Drawing his weapon hadn't seemed necessary yet. These things were basically exactly what he was. A corrupted soul. Though what that corruption made them change into seemed completely different.]
Tch. These things really ain't that strong.
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Why are you attacking them? They haven't attacked us so far.
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[Action] Fifteen minutes before Hikari's arrival.
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Sun Wukong | Open
[It was dangerous for anyone that couldn't handle themselves to stay in the city right now, so Sun was busy making sure that people were getting out. He was checking buildings to make sure no one was in or needed help, but when he saw that they were clear, he'd head right back out on the street.]
[Everglade]
[Of course Sun was no stranger to fighting, so he was going to be there defending the people while they were attempting to evacuate themselves. The sound of his shotguns filled the air as he blasted creatures that got too close with them.]
I thought we were done dealing with things like this.
Everglade
[ Weiss had been about to say hi when Sun had said something weird. Obviously he wasn't thinking Grimm or monsters in general- he dealt with monsters in the forests of Fayren for his job all the time, and Grimm were easy enough to go face if they needed the training in the Vale archway. As Weiss approached, she didn't put Myrtenaster away, instead content with keeping near Sun to have his back for a little while. ]
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[OPEN]
She moves from the library trying to find the sounds source when she encounters one of the creatures. She jumps holding a book close to her chest as she eyes the creature. She doesn't know if she should just attack it but it doesn't look all that friendly.
Levy pulls her light pen from her pocket just as the creature jumps towards a passerby. She quickly writes fire in the air which sends a torrent of flames towards the creature stopping it from attacking it's victim.]
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Who would have thought a little lady like you could pack such a punch? [He takes aim at the creature in case it gets back up.]
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Closed to Satsuki and Natsu
Let's try the shrine again. Maybe one of the spirits will be there this time. [ If they would just stay put this would be easier. At least one of the spirits had been found in Everglade, so that was a relief, but this was still as urgent.
At least it was something she could focus on. Since her conversation with Yang, she'd been behaving a little more oddly than usual, and entirely too distracted to do any decent amount of writing. In fact, most of her writing wound up getting balled up and tossed into the trash for being unsatisfactory to her. ]
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What do these spirits even look like? I mean I don't think they'd look like the First, right?
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OPEN; GENESSIA CITY
Excuse me! Is there anyone in need of medical attention?
[She shouts this question every few minutes as she moves about, avoiding the spirits as best as she could. It wouldn't be good for her to fight any just yet—she needed to save her magic for those who needed a healer.
Unfortunately, while looking for people to aid, she misses the spirit ahead of her. She tries moving around it, but it blocks her path. This leaves one option—]
Sky Dragon's Roar! [The young girl expels a gigantic tornado from her mouth, knocking the spirit back into a building.]
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OPEN; GENESSIA CITY
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David Haller | Open
[David wasn't even acting Guardian yet and already he was having to preform the duties that were tied to the job. Not that he was going to complain. This was what he wanted to do. He wanted to help people. So he was out in the fray with no hesitation at all.
Anyone that was attempting to move to some sort of shelter, he'd assist. A wave of his hand and a gateway opened up between where they were, and the location that they were trying to get to. Some people he would teleport directly. Sweeping buildings was also a task that he was handling, making sure that he helped out everyone that possibly needed it as well as dealing with spirits when he crosses them.]
[Everglade]
[Alright. Fighting Spirits wasn't something he had a lot of experience with , but it wasn't like he was going to shy away from this battle. Everglade needed help, and he'd be damned if he was going to sit back and do nothing for it.
He had the power of Death Touch, taken from his personality Styx. Not the sort of ability he would typically use, but it did the trick. It didn't so much kill someone as it did trap their soul in a limbo of Styx's own making. So he was able to bypass the body control and move straight to trapping the souls if necessary.
For the most part, he putting down creatures with his Astral Harpoon. He might be seen crackling with green energy as he walks the streets.]
Genessia
Liv wanted nothing to do with this and had been trying to get somewhere safe. Everglade probably wasn't the best choice, but since there haven't been any news alerts about what's been overrun. Getting closer to the gate made it more obvious they seemed to be coming from Everglade though, so Liv decided against it, instead turning to go back and try somewhere else. Maybe the opposite of Everglade.
Except when she turned around, that was when a huge spirit bitch smacked her into a building, impaling her on an unfortunately pointed shop sign within David's view. It wasn't the strongest thing, so it collapsed along with Liv to the ground, protruding out of her back as the spirit approached her. She lied still for the time being. She probably looked pretty dead and if David checked, he probably wouldn't feel a pulse unless he waited around for some time. She's probably pretty obviously dead. ]
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[ It had been a long day. The first time those things had shown up, but not gotten in, Weiss had been more than wary about them. They reminded her far too much of Grimm, but different. Now that she'd fought off the same one twice, she was starting to think these might not be able to be killed. Weiss could defeat them, but they seemed to come back again and again. Whatever it took to get rid of them permanently, she didn't have it and she knew it. Which.. was more than disconcerting.
But for now, they seemed to be concentrating themselves on Genessia and Everglade. That at least meant that Schnee Company's Nova City branch could be a safe haven, and that was what she'd intended to do. After gathering everyone who had been at the Genessia branch for a brief meeting to explain how things were going to go and contacting the Nova City branch to tell them to prepare, she had acquired a number of bluetooth devices to keep their hands free. The last thing she needed was one of her people being killed- or whatever was happening to those who were caught- because they were trying to share information and couldn't reach their weapon quickly enough.
She briefly tapped the button on her ear to speak to Schnee Company employees. ]
I want check-ins every hour from all of you. If you need help, state your location before you say anything else. Screaming "help" isn't going to aid anyone in getting it to you. If you're going to help another member of the Company, respond immediately to make sure that everyone else gets the message. Unless otherwise requested, I want a maximum of two people assisting at any given time. Genessia and Everglade are big cities, it's going to be difficult to help everyone if we're all in one place. I trust each of you are up to the task of at least getting people to Nova City. We'll leave the actual Guardians to solve the crisis.
[ As she finishes her orders, Weiss turns around a building to check in an alleyway, Myrtenaster raised and ready for combat. It was probably a good thing that Weiss didn't exactly look intimidating- the floofy skirt and heels helped with that- so that she wouldn't scare the crap out of anyone she encountered. Weiss continued on looking for people who needed help when she realized the alley was empty.
(OOC: FEEL FREE TO STATE LOCATION, WEISS WILL BE GOING AROUND HELPING PEOPLE. Also I'll switch to prose or brackets, your choice. Schnee Co. members can respond via voice as well, though her normal Genessia phone is tucked away safely in her pouch with her spare vials of Dust so she might not get back to messages from that for some time. She is focusing, after all.) ]
B. CLOSED TO ZUKO; Midday, Day 3; Teanie Teas
[ Weiss honestly wished this encounter had happened anywhere else. She wouldn't have to think about potentially issuing an apology for the damage later, but frankly? She wasn't about to try to stay out in the open while getting attacked.
Weiss had been able to handle herself for the first and second days and most of the third day, but she was running low on supplies and that was why she had to duck into Teanie Teas. She had to get to Fayren, then to Vale. She needed more Dust and she was definitely closer to Fayren than she was to their house where she had most of her surplus Dust supply.
But now she'd been cornered in the small tea shop, its owner not there (she knew for a fact- she'd seen Luke the day before after all). She ducked beneath the counter after the thing lunged at her, her back pressed against some of the supplies. It was making a bit of a mess, but she needed cover. She opened up the pack attached to her waist to pull out one of her few remaining Dust cartrid-
None. There wasn't anything left in there except for her video-phone. Myrtenaster only held enough Dust for either two small shots or one large. Weiss closed her eyes for a moment, silently cursing the fact that she couldn't get there without getting attacked just this once.
When she opened her eyes, the strange spirit was peeking over the edge of the counter at her. Her heart nearly stopped and she reflexively swung Myrtenaster's point into the ground, a cascade of ice sealing her beneath the counter and knocking the thing back. She barely had any room to move and in her panic she'd used the rest of her Dust to make it thick, solid, as fortified as she could. It would buy her time, but if she couldn't figure a way out of this.. well, she didn't want to think about that.
Weiss reached up to her ear to try to contact Schnee Company for help, but the stupid thing had fallen off when she'd rolled under the counter. She didn't have enough time to call everyone she knew, and the rest of Team RWBY could be anywhere right now... Weiss had been hoping to keep Zuko out of this, let him stay and protect Fayren for his last days as its interim Guardian, because she should have been okay on her own. He was her best chance right now. Weiss reached back into her pouch and quickly called Zuko. ]
Pick up!
[ The distorted face- if it could be called that- of the spirit regarded her through the thick ice as she desperately pleaded with her phone for Zuko to pick up. If she wasn't certain the thing didn't have a tongue, she would've gotten the impression that it was licking its lips. ]
Day 2 - Genessia
But as he made his way to the tea shop, keys in hand, he thought he heard something. And by thought, he knew. He knew, because the flash of dark flitting through his vision and he knew immediately that he shouldn't have left his flat, he should've just stayed inside and in his tiny little bathroom where there were no windows and nobody knew where he was and that had to be safer than this.
So he abandons the plans of opening the shop and doubles back towards the apartment building, first walking, then jogging, then running and then finally sprinting. He couldn't quite make out the shape of the creature behind him, just large, and black, and ominous. Pointy. Dangerous. All but throwing himself into the door of the apartment building, he tries to jam his keys into the lock. Yesterday. Yesterday, the landlord had said 'I'm locking the main entrance, with all of this nonsense. Keep your keys with you.'
So Luke had done as he'd been told. But after the bite he'd taken to his shoulder from Haise months ago, his fingers were sometimes numb and he struggles with the keys, and he fumbled. The adrenaline did nothing to help as they clatter to the ground. The ominous creature lunged for him and left a gash in his side as he skittered away as quickly as he could with a startled yelp, darting for the alley where the trash was kept. It almost seemed like the creature didn't see the sudden movement.
Anyone that saw the exchange and took the moment to look would find Luke having curled himself up as tightly as he could in a relatively-moldy cardboard box next to a trashcan, his knees hugged to his chest, blood seeping into his light sweater, eyes just barely visible beneath the brim of his hat as he considered his next available move.]
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OTA; Everglade
If anyone asked, she'd say all the right things, but she wanted to kill. She knew how to make sure that if anyone died, they was the ones she wanted to. And if she happened to save some lives along the way, hey- bonus points for her PR.
A little smile pulled to her lips as more than one charged her at once, carefully aimed shots from her revolvers taking out one of the ones coming at her. The other two broke through and she ran for the wall, quickly jumping onto it and using it as leverage while the very same guns she'd been shooting with before shifted into kama sickles. In a split second, the kamas in both of her hands had sliced through the center of two more, then shot out on chains for another one that was leaping at her. She pulled the chain quickly to the side, bringing it to the ground and stepping toward it before retracting the chain and shooting it in the face as soon as it was back together.
The first one she thought she killed seemed to be reforming behind her though, making some kind of groaning noise at it did and she turned around, rolling her eyes in exasperation. She shoots it before it reforms, then starts stepping away. They're clearly not gone just because she offed a few of them, but she's not going to stay in one place.
She needed to find some way to get these things off of her back before she found herself cornered probably, but that didn't mean she couldn't knock 'em down on the way. ]
OTA Genessia
[When chaos started, Laharl's first course of action was to take to the sky, slicing anything and everything that came through the barrier, and was doing a good job of it too. However, he could only do so much, and after a while, he took to the streets. When he spotted Spirit near the Bay, Laharl decided to drag the man along as he went through the streets, hunting. Dragging quite literally no less.]
Re: OTA Genessia
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Day 1 - 3 [OTA]
[Text, Private to the GSNK house]
I was heading to work when the spirit thing appeared. I heard that there were spirits causing trouble in Everglade but Genessia was supposed to be safe.
We have to get out of here fast! I'm going to be home soon. We should leave right away!
[Action] Around Genessia, Day 1
[Kashima may be an airhead, but she isn't stupid. She's made a point to avoid any signs of spirits and she's darted around the city on her way home. She's dressed for work, and not armed--but thankfully she's fast. With careful planning and some stealth she's able to skirt danger on her trek home.]
Day 2-3 Genessia --> Nova City (I think)
[Action] OTA
[No intention to fight means according danger. And that's what Kashima haa done. She took a knife from the kitchen so she had something.
Even still, Kashima moves with the airs of a person very aware of their enjoyment. She's going nowhere near the creatures unless she feels there's no choice....like, if Mikoshiba got cornered trying to fight them.]
[Action, closed to Mikoshiba and whoever is with them from the GSNK house]
[Kashima is worried.
Mikoshiba is trying to fight these spirit things. He's doing well, really, but she's afraid. Afraid for what might happen, if he were to stop doing well.]
Mikoshiba. Enough. We really should just try to get out of here!
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He narrowed his eyes with grim determination, deciding to ignore Kashima's remarks as he lunged again. He couldn't give up! Not until everyone saw him!]
Shut up and let me do it! I can do it, stop trying to get in my way!
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Day 1 (Around Genessia, towards Nova City)
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[ Zeref & Sayla and/or Suigintou - OTA ]
{ Zeref bursts from the window of the Lowerarchy. The window itself is fine; no glass shattered, no property damage that hasn't already been done, but a strange rippling sensation can be seen on the window's surface, as if it were made of liquid and a pebble was just tossed into it. Zeref lands on the dirty concrete, panting slightly as his eyes shift from red back to their usual, black color, without any discernible iris from his pupils. Black whisps of Ankhseram Black Magic still radiated from his body. On his left hand, an amber-colored ring with a rose-shaped gem glowed a bright purple. Those who could sense magic or energy could possibly discern that it was sapping Zeref's own energy, and transferring it elsewhere; specifically, back into that portal on the window. Zeref's other arm clung defensively to a burnt, slightly tattered book, ready to defend it even with his life if need be. Whatever these... Things were, he couldn't allow them to lay one finger on the Book of E.N.D. }
Sayla... Suigintou... { He turns back to the portal. } Hurry.
{ Even Zeref had his limits, and he knew he couldn't fight these things forever. They needed to retreat, and quickly. }
[ FAYREN ]
{ Once arriving in Fayren, the three split up. They kept their necklaces active to keep in close contact with each other, while they split up to find a place to lay low until it was safe to return to Everglade. All three of them were tired from fighting their way out of Everglade; they needed a place to rest, and the last thing they needed was a fight with Fairy Tail. Unfortunately, Fayren was the only safe place where a wizard, a woman with horns, and a two-and-a-half-foot-tall doll with black wings wouldn't stick out too much.
Zeref was making his way towards the sewers. It had a strong magical presence he could exploit to quickly recover, and between his magic and Sayla's curse, the monsters inside shouldn't be too much trouble. Suigintou will hate it, but she'll get over it.
Holding the book to his side, Zeref cut through back alleys, making a beeline for the central maintenance entrance. It wasn't going to be the most glamorous of temporary hideouts, but this was a guy who slept outside against trees for centuries.
He'll live. }
[EVERGLADE]
Hurry? I'll have you say there's no faster way to travel than this. Besides those things are awfully slow and stupid anyway.
[It is a very subjective judgement but the doll can't care less.]
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Everglade, Open
... When this was over, Vivio was pretty sure that she'd never be going out to any of the other cities in this world again. Mostly because Nanoha-mama was going to ground her for not being in Nova City when the monsters showed up and being in Everglade instead because she was curious about what the other cities were like.
Of course, there was also the whole thing where the monster things were chasing after her and not giving her any time to transform using Kris. And what magic she could do right now wasn't doing anything.
So yeah... first day in Everglade and Vivio's running away with a few of the spirits chasing after her. "Someone! Help!"
[Later on...]
Vivio somehow managed to get away from the monsters chasing after her long enough to actually transform with Kris, so instead of being a terrified ten year old running around... she's a terrified ten year old who looks like an eighteen year old running around.
Her magic attacks were stronger now, but there were still a lot of the spirits who just seemed to shrug it off. Because of course they would. Nothing would be easy.
Still, she's trying her best, and whenever she sees a monster/spirit/whatever these things are going after someone, she blasts the monsters to give that person time to escape. Though really, she should be having someone help her out so she could get out of her herself... but she couldn't just leave people here to get attacked now that she was here, right?
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So yes, she's there with her 3D Maneuver Gear on and not letting go of her swords to fight them. All too used too monsters, who can't be killed with one hit unless you hit the right place -- but if these things have a place like that, no one knows it. And sure, even these monsters are scary. Titans are scary too, yet she still chose to give her heart and soul for humanity's soul to fight against them, so this whole situation? Reminds her a little too much of home, but at least fiercely fighting against monsters is something she did there too.
She hears a girl screaming for help somewhere nearby and turns to look. Viv-- Yes, that's the same girl and those are a few of these spirits chasing her. Narrowing her eyes here. Oh no, you don't.
Not that Petra really stops to think about it, she has much more important things to do like launching her gear to get herself there and fighting those spirits with her pair of sword-like weapons. At least they're smaller than Titans, so that's done fast enough. Doesn't mean there won't be more soon, but she's here now.
And turning to Vivio as soon as she can after defeating those spirits, putting a weapon away from her right hand to take Vivio's hand into it. Hello new acquaintance, she'd hug you if they had time for that so holding hand will have to do unless Vivio minds it. "Come on, let's get you out of here."
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Oh, of course!
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CLOSED TO: LUCY AND NATSU
Rather problematically, the process of manifesting itself in a way all could see forced it into a bound location, and the amount of power being used to continue its job within the walls had broken the spirit's concentration, landing it in the clinic instead of in the Bay where it had intended itself to be.
But as Lucy and Natsu happened into the room, they would both be approached by the violet wisp, which seemed to move with a sense of urgency, zipping back and forth between them. They would both be imbued with the knowledge that this was a spirit from Genessia, but not like the lost, corrupted elements attempting to flood the cities. It needs their help.
Aww, it's so cute~
"Wha..!" WELL. That was easy! "Natsu, this is --" It had to be - and the knowledge that it imparted to them without words was only confirmation. "Genessia's spirit..." It's still a strange to her that they almost looked like little flames. But musing on that could wait; she glanced at Natsu, nodding quickly to the little wisp. "That's why we're here; How can we help?"
In any other situation and if not for that upload of info he would've tried to eat it >.>
omg don't do that...
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The many misadventures of Ted Satchel: rookie Guardian (Day 1-2, OTA)
“A discount? You must be out of your mind, if you think I’m gonna sell these at a discount! It’s basic supply and demand! You need these pots to put a dent in whatever boogeyman is out and about, while I need some cash. In other words, when demand goes up, and supply remains steady, guess what? Prices increase!
“You tempt me towards government forfeiture of assets, sir!”
“Hey, don’t start with that now. I won’t be bullied by some would-be Guardian into giving away what’s rightfully mine. How I even know this isn’t just some scam to make a quick buck? This is “Mystic’s Alley”, pal. I’ve seen every trick in the book, and you won’t get so much as a pottery shard, even if do have a gun on you.”
“It’s for personal defense! And the threat is real, or did you somehow miss the gates of hell proverbially opening in the dome above!?”
“Pff, I’ve seen worse. Besides, I’m still fine, aren’t I?”
So the squabble between Ted and, in his view, a particularly ornery salesman, went. Before he could do any kind of rescue, he needed the supplies necessary to seal away evil. Unfortunately, most of the sensible people had already left Everglade, leaving Ted to deal with the insensible ones. If Ted had grown up in a society where bargaining was relevant, perhaps he might fare better. As it is, his suggestion of taking out a loan or something was met with derisive laughter.
Meanwhile, one of the sinful spirits stalked along the stalls, sniffing around looking to state its insatiable appetite for emotion. It was knocking over a whole host of baubles and mystical knick-knacks, toppling tables as it searched for prey. It raised its inky snout, searching the air. Oh, that might be a treat…
Ted was wearing a gris-gris, an amulet that would mask his presence from the creatures. However, that only worked when he was at least attempting subtlety. His frustrations and temper grew as he verbally flailed with his reluctant supplier, producing an irresistible lure for the creature littering the alley. Said creature rushed on all-fours towards the source.
The source in question wasn’t known for being observant. Indeed, Ted found it very strange how a look of wide-eyed terror crossed his stubborn salesman, as he took off in a run. “Huh, what a timid creature! I didn’t raise my voice that much. And he’s left his goods behind too. Would it be very wrong to take them? I suppose I could leave an IOU…”
As Ted contemplated the morality of requisition sans permission, the creature leaped at his oblivious head.
B. The well, the poor, and the creature they abhor
Supplies in hand, it was time to get to some gosh-darn rescuin’!
Ted dug out a megaphone from his trusty satchel, trying to rouse all the good peoples of Everglade from their stupor. He had two locations to clear out as best he could: Assombrada Park, and Groaznic village. The Park was the wealthier of the two, so Ted made that his first stop, reasoning that their higher social strata would make them more able for the journey out of Everglade he had planned. Whether through his voice blaring through the community, or any of the other many, many noisemakers he had at hand, Ted made sure he could not be ignored.
Happily, a few of the people there did come out, though none of them seemed very pleased about it. Ted wouldn’t force the issue for those too willful to abandon their homes. The whole procession reminded him very much of Exodus, with Ted playing the put-upon leader of the line while a mass of grumbling, unhappy men stood behind him. At least, he thought they were all basically human.
The tricky part came when he got to the Village. The shacks disgorged their tenants ruefully, and there was a sense of despair in the air, as if they cared not whether they perished here or in Nova City, the refuge Ted had planned to place these refugees. The logistics presented a problem too; some of them were infirm.
Such an instance presented itself when a heartbroken son said that his mother could not leave. He had tried everything to wrest her from their abode, but she would not move, and every time the son would approach their shack, he’d be begged, screamed, implored not to take a single step inside.
Ted was at a loss. How could he get these people to finally come along? He used his megaphone to call for help.
“If anyone’s out there, please lend us your aid! These people need to be escorted off the premises! Is there no one to usher them out of danger?”
At the very least, he might see about the wailing woman. He approached the shack in question, but eerily, it was silent. He had expected a noisy assault from the mother, but nothing came in. He cautiously stepped in. “Hello? Is anyone there?”
Yes. Something was.
C. Enemy within, enemy without
They were in the last stretches of their journey. After some trial-and-error, Ted had managed to get all the people he could into the archway out of Everglade and into Genessia City. They weren’t out of danger yet, but at the very least they were away from the source. Unfortunately, the rules of drama nearly promised the usual “out of the frying pan, into the fire”.
It was nighttime now, a chill wind tingling their bones and discomforting their spirits. Spirits Ted tried to keep up, with mixed results. Every time he tried to encourage or boost with the megaphone, there were cries of “Shut up!” or “My feet hurt,” or “I’m hungry.” Ted acted like a duck to whose back this naysaying were so much water, but their plight affected him. Was this the kind of happiness he could expect to produce in a crisis? He felt a very poor Guardian.
Nonetheless, he tried to keep going, giving constant reminders to stay close and permit no strangers.
Suddenly, the group was bulldozed like dominoes. Ted didn’t see what hit them. One moment he was standing up, and the next, on his back. His experience wasn’t unique, as the shouts of his not-so-merry band could attest.
He caught a glimpse of the moon as he stood up, looking almost as ominous as it does continually near Castlevania. “Is everyone all right,” he blared through his megaphone. The answer to that would soon become apparent.
Shouts of fright erupted through the crowd. A man in the back of the line clutched his head in pain, eyes growing desperate. He had taken care to shield his eyes on the trek, wrapping them in a cloth and trusting to those in front to guide him. Somehow, their invisible assailant had stripped him of his defense, and now his eyes caught a disastrous dose of lunacy. His jaw lengthened to a muzzle, a tail sprouting from his buttocks, toes and fingers becoming longer and sharper.
In other words, they had a werewolf in their midst. On top of that, the spirit that now tormented them remained unseen, poised to strike again.
Enemy within, enemy without. Ted panicked, trying to think of a way out of any of it. They were so close!
A. Dammit Ted! Good thing you have a bodyguard.
She noticed the spirit before Ted did, tensing, her eyes brightening as she focused on it. It... hurt to look at, its psychic presence stirring up old wounds; faint memories of the hole that had bored itself into her mind while her eye was sealed. The one she had scarcely saved herself from. She shuddered once and shook her head, her calming aura shifting a little as it focused its gaze on Ted. He was drawing too much attention to himself.
The shopkeeper ran, and she hoped Ted would too, but alas, that was not the case. Her mind coiling like a spring, she loosed a jagged psychic lance as the creature struck, the force knocking it away from Ted and against a wall. It was no danmaku shot but a real strike. One Ted would recognize as it was the same she had used to boil Slogra's mind. The ambient negative qualities of the human psyche sizzled and rolled off the attack, washing over him.
Before Ted had a chance to recover a clawed hand wrapped around Ted's wrist, tendrils snaking down around his chest as Koishi pulled him back and away from the spirit, letting go just as quickly and landing in front of him. She tossed her hat to one side, holding herself low, muscles coiled. Despite the air around her rippling with her strange empty power, she herself was very visible, her eye open wide and bleeding. She was hyper-focused on where the spirit had crashed, already weaving a spell of thorny vines around it. "Mister Spades! Stay calm and be careful." That inhuman quality her voice had was not helping.
Come on Ted. It really says something when the person with limited consciousness notices something before you do.
Much obliged
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[Pascal rushes for Everglade as soon as she hears the news, but her priorities are... different, if you want to be generous about it. She stops to help a few civilians on her way, sure, but that's just a bonus to her main goal: she absolutely has to get up to the tear in the barrier!
She's lucky, she thinks as a gaunt-faced spirit lunges at her. She hops sideways to avoid it. Some people had been her for years with nothing to show for it, but not Pascal! The universe knows Pascal's greatness-- whoops, there goes the ghost again-- and it's obviously rewarding her by giving her such a thrilling opportunity to-- ah, forget it, she'll just set the creep on fire-- to take a close look at the barrier! And if the reward comes with some spooky soul-eating ghosts, well... look, it's not like she came up with that part.
The spirit retreats, its shapeless form writhing and folding in on itself as if trying to put out the flames. Pascal shakes her staff at it.]
Yeah! That's what you get for trying to steal my car!
[She hops up on the hood of her hovercar and pats it fondly. What a hassle. If Weiss' security escort doesn't get here soon, she's going to just take the car up to the breach herself! ...Ok, she's not really going to do that because she can't do science and fight off spirits at the same time, but she is getting impatient. The car won't stay charged forever outside of Nova City.]
OTA! Emotionless Pascal, any time after Day 1, anywhere. Slight gore warning?
[Pascal dropped the sample at the GSRF because... well, it had felt so important before all this. But after that, she didn't really know what to do. She's never been great with tricky emotions like anger, sadness, or love, but she thrives on curiosity. There's always something to learn about, or a new project to tinker with, or a far-away city to explore. She can still remember the rush of discovery but now there's just... nothing. And it's terrible that there's nothing-- rather she feels like she should feel like it's terrible, but she doesn't feel anything at all, and that's even an even worsefeeling (which she still can't feel) and-- er--
Look, the point is, she has to get that feeling back. There's got to be something in this world that can send that shiver up her spine again. She just has to find it. It helps that there aren't many people around to get in her way, what with all the evacuations. She can break into a shop to take apart the register and no one complains. She can get behind every locked door and explore every electrical tunnel and no one is going to stop her. Once she even tried to take apart an NPC, because she had wondered once what they were made of if they weren't real, but it turned out they were still all blood and guts and that stuff was too slippery to work with. She probably could've figured it out, but why bother?
So she wanders from city to city, looking for some mystery that will put the fire back in her life, leaving a trail of broken machines and broken windows in her wake. It's probably a good thing everyone's too busy to arrest her right now.]
((OOC: Feel free to walk in on Pascal doing any of the things described, if you want! Or anything else. Pidonus has dibs on "fixing" Pascal via pushing her in the bay but other than that the sky's the limit.))
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Ah, Pascal! Are you okay?
[Pidonus has a lot of emotions! Right now, a big one is tiredness - she's been fighting a while, and while her body doesn't tire like humans do...]
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Genessia; Day 1
[Yosuke is doing his best to help the citizen's to escape from Genessia to the safer towns. He's not part of the company who sees them over, but he can't just leave them on their own. So, he's running around with his Persona and two kunai, to battle any spirits he can. Well, not getting too close to them of course.]
Come, Susano-o! Garudyne!
[A large wind blew away a nearby spirit, trying to get its hand on someone. Well, this was a good way to confirm that their personas really worked there.]
Now run!
[B] - Emotionless
[At first Yosuke didn't feel anything strange going on. That itself should have been a warning sign. He continued to help with the evacuation, but the feelings of relief when someone managed to escape weren't there anymore. He was no longer afraid of any of the spirits either.
Slowly, but surely, he became empty with emotion. With the emptiness came a desire to fill the void inside of him. The emotion Yosuke wanted to feel was "excitement". How did you feel that? By doing things that felt exciting, right? Well, finding something that exciting to do was pretty hard.
Some people were running away from spirits. That looked pretty exciting? Maybe he should try that too. Except instead of running away, he could try being the one chasing. That could be fun too, right?]
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Yosuke-kun? Why are you trying to chase them?
[He wasn't even doing that, it was like he was running through them more than anything. They weren't scared of him.]
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in genessia: day 1-2 OTA
now... nothing felt right.
he made his way back to Genessia. he had been getting a lot of texts from everyone wondering where the hell he was. he was just...around. he didn't bother to answer; didn't bother to do anything.
if anyone finds him, he'll be lying on the ground with his face in the grass. this feels like the right place to just lay and die. that's pretty much how he felt right now ]
in genessia: day 1-2 OTA
He wasn't aware of Mikoto and Yuu attempting to fight.There was too much chaos to keep track of where everyone was. The effort of surviving kept him from checking the comm.
He only managed to find his brother by almost tripping over him. Umetarou appeared to be out of battery.]
Brother! It isn't safe here!
[ He started to lift his sibling, trying the get the leverage needed to carry him. Fear distracted him too much to notice that the spirits were leaving his older brother alone. He couldn't tell that they already drained him.]
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Closed to Natsu and Mod-spirit
Okay, we've made it to the Bay... now what?
[ How does the spirit heal here? ]
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Whatever it is hope it's quick. I can't smell his stench but you never know what he might try next.
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Ack I never got this notif! Sorry! (srsly wtf gmail)
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something potentially exciting being afoot could simply not go ignored by the shénxiān, not when he generally was in such a state of boredom and indifference. thus, the overseer of death instantly went to see what was happening, a snake casually wrapped about his shoulders and eyes trained on the strange creatures bleeding out of the wound in the barrier. now if he could get some entertainment out of this, he would be most happy.
[ 2=everglade ]
amusing... that was what he considered this, as he watched the creatures wreck their havoc.
when an npc, mind echoing empty and foolish, approached, bei dou took one step out of reach as the snake on his shoulders slipped into one of his sleeves, disappearing into a pocket in space, and instead he let a spear materialize in his hand. battle was fun, and without hesitation, he lopped off the head of the possessed, just as easy as if he were slipping a knife through butter.
[ 3=everglade/genessia ]
some time he needed to get into the fray though. at least, he felt like joining, because he was a person who enjoyed chaos, had always been since ancient times, and battle was a good way of passing the time. the spear he had in hand was not clean for long, soon dripping of blood from any emotionless person who tried to make him one of them. bei dou was not going to let a mere mind-altering spirit get to him.
[ 4=everglade/genessia ]
mostly watching was satisfactory, however, and the immortal being often found himself watching from on top of a room, sometimes in the company of some snake of any kind of size, sometimes alone. but he just couldn't stop being amused.
genessia, day 1-2
alp is not the strongest of dream demons, and what he can do is work with people's minds to a certain extent. but he is nothing but a cat who can manipulate dreams, so without any actual content in these people's minds, there is nothing that he really can do.
the only thing he can do is drag people who still have a mind of their own out of the way when the mindless reach for them, and not much more. but that, he cannot do well in the shape of a cat, and at those times he takes the shape of a person.
most of the time, however, he stays in cat shape, so as to stay more inconspicuous, despite the pendant around his throat telling that he is a stranger to this world just as much as he is a stranger to any world that is not the dream world. ]