10/29 --- Δ Haggard Traveler’s Reprieve?????

[gluttoning]

Who: ??? & you!
What: Something's starting...
Where: Δ Haggard Traveler’s Reprieve (Twilight Shoreline)
When: Sunday, 10/29
Warnings: Will be added as needed.

( Perhaps intrigued by the mail allegedly sent by CC Corp, perhaps visiting the Shoreline by chance, gating into the Area goes as it always does, until the music stays cut for longer than it should, and the black, liminal transition screen lingers for a little too long. The seconds tick on. They near turn to minutes. You can't struggle, you can't argue— you can only simply be, and it occurs to you that maybe you'll be trapped midway here, conscious, for maybe forever.

And then you hear static. Your vision warps; pixels strain into words, blurred and unstable. You see them combat for your attention; you see— )



( And then you load in. )

( POST NAVIGATION )
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Phase 1 • Round 1 • Round 2 • Round 3 • Round 4 • Round 5 • Round 6

Phase 2 • Round 7 • Round 8 • Round 9 • Round 10 •
Round 11 • Round 12

Epilogue )

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ROUND 6 (3/3)

[gluttoning]

[The confusion snaps after 10 seconds, Tarvos gripping at his head and moaning, howling. He glances over the group - glances after Ramiel, who isn't hit by Macha's attack. His head whips to see Hani and Haru, in one piece but tools, always tools, always for him.

It bubbles and stokes the fire already burning hot.

Tarvos's eyes lock on Ramiel, intent on pursuing... and, instead, choose Ganymede, who sits with Michel's awakening body in his hands.

He raises his arm, and the middle of the arena starts to coalesce. A figure of sugar and sand and stone and ash.

A perfect copy.

And the spear comes down.

Ganymede will need to roll 2d20 due to his armor effect. Please take the higher roll as your hit.

A 6 or lower will be counted as a kill.]

CORE USE 1/4

[dissimulative]

[ You know what, just in case... just in case!!

Oria uses "Data Drain Type A: Single doubles a single target’s defense and makes them invulnerable to status effects for 15 minutes." on Dosei from lowering Tarvos's defense.

Go to town, dude. ]

[aphonik]

[ THUMBS UP THANKS BUDDY. ]

[curvaceous]

[ The hold Macha has on Kara is weakening, very much so, and the way she lifts her head to gaze at those who tried to assist her earlier indicates that she's a little more human, now. Her eyes widen when she looks at Hector. Her target. She walks towards him. Deto has been taken care of, but Hector –

she slows down and abruptly stops in her tracks. Her palm presses to her forehead and she grits her teeth hard. ]

...Kill...no. I won't – but I must –

[ OOC: Kara's charm effect will break via power of friendship!! Take that as you will! I'll roll with whatever. ]

[secondthoughts]

[ Kara looks to Hector and oh. Now he can see her.

He turns to face her fully; he sees the conflict on her face, and something in the exhaustion and tension in his own expression eases. ]

Kara.

[ He says her name like a parent whose kid is coming home way past curfew, who knows she needs scolding, but can't bring himself to do it, because he can only imagine what sort of things have kept her from coming home when she appears in a state like that.

It's warm, concerned. Deeply caring. ]

You're not killing anyone. And I'm not going to hurt you. Don't listen to what the— [ he gestures vaguely at macha... That ] —says to you. You don't need to hurt other people for approval, real or otherwise. But I think I know the real Kara, the one fighting to take back control, already knows this.

[ He smiles. ]

You're a good kid, and that hasn't changed.

[ He opens his arms. For a hug. Or perhaps an invitation for her to attack him again. To be honest? He doesn't care what it ends up being, because he's not fighting back anyway. ]

C'mere.

[threatmewted]

[She forces a grin - not because she hates the idea of smiling right now, but because honestly? She's already fucking exhausted and they haven't even taken down one of these guys.]

Hey, c'mon... you didn't even get to try on your new [not cubia] armor set yet.

Let's finish off these losers and kick back at the mall - I just know we've got plenty of ammo to bitch about after all this.

[trashtier]

[Levi gasps when he finally catches sight of Kara again- at what Macha has done to her. His anger flares and his blood begins to boil underneath the surface. Macha will pay for this.

But he can't let himself see red. Not yet. Not until Kara's safe.

He dashes forward to meet up with the others calling out to her.]

You can beat this, Kara-chan! You're one of the strongest people I've ever met- I know you won't let this thing control you! And even if it's hard, we're all here to help you through it!

You said it yourself, Kara-chan. You're not alone anymore. You have people who love you and want the best for you.

Come back to us, please!

[legendofthelion]

Kara! [Dehya is making her way over. The speed debuff is really crippling her running here, nevermind the other aspects of it, so she's resorting to screaming at the top of her lungs.] If you don't snap out of it yourself I'll make you! I'm not going to let you do something you're going to regret!

[Because Kara would never forgive herself if she killed one of them. She might not ever forgive herself for what she did to Hector.] If you need me then say it and I'll be there!

[murrmoire]

[ Well that's great 👍

But first, Miharu. Memoir breaks his rage momentarily, and raises his arm. He smiles at Miharu before slapping her across the face, just as she'd done for him. A slap of gratitude...! ]

Miharu, thank you. I hope this returned the favor.

[secondthoughts]

[ Hector eventually drags himself to his feet. Thanks to Dehya, really, for interrupting Kara before she could punch him enough times to knock him cold. (Where did she go? He can't see her.)

And when he looks around, he sees everyone's kind of...disorganized. Things aren't looking great. All that charm and confusion really did a number, huh?

Considering he's still standing relatively near the front of the fray, comfortably in the middle of the group, he raises his staff high for a juicy LaRig Saem. HP will begin to replenish for anyone reasonably within his range. ]

[userunfriendly]

[ Winter wakes slowly, disoriented. Tendrils of fear and and... hunger? winding through him. Soft arms around him.

He stares up at Ganymede's face as though not recognizing him for a few moments. And then Tarvos moves, the figure forms, the spear lifts; Winter's gaze snaps to him. Processing. Understanding.

That's right. That's right. If Michel had loved him better, he would have stabbed this one first. ]

Ganymede...?

[ganymed]

[ The blond is still alive, facing Michel, he feels his heart pounding, the feeling of dread parting away only slightly, having an indication his life was at risk a scant moment ago. ]

I'm here...I fought hard to get you back. Away from anyone who'd take you from me.

But, it's alright. We can make them suffer together.

[ Ganymede says, because isn't that helpful? Them working together? Ganymede is even raising one hand to cup his face: ]

Let's make it extra more troublesome for the one who tried to kill me, okay? I'll use my Core to keep him from moving around again, and you can hit him as hard as you can, or we could use it together.

ROUND 6 [PATCH]

[tablescraps]

( UP AND AT 'EM MICHEL )

[justonezero]

[Oh. Deto's gone now. Taken by Macha.

Macha, who insisted that love be unrequited.

Macha, who drowned him for insisting on his humanity.

Macha, who made him feel the pain of h̶e̴a̶r̶t̸b̴r̶e̷a̷k̶.̸

Macha, who tried to make Deto k̷i̶l̸l̵ ̶h̵i̷m̷.̸

Macha, who insists on following the call of C̵͔̺͚̅̒͊͂̕u̶͕̘̘̺͛̈́b̸̹̠͍͉̻̖͋͆̀̋̀̿i̷͕̻̤̿̈́̋̚͝a̴̟͎̕

His eyes devoid of emotion, he looks to Ramiel - sees his plan. Wordlessly, he raises his staff to cast Ap Do to raise his speed.

Make it hurt.]

1/2

[aphonik]

[ Oh, fucker.

Dosei's tongue clicks in irritation; at least the charm is gone for these two, but uh. The vore. Was something. And the pain, that shoots through his chest and earns a grimace. Luckily, his HP is still untouched. And the cooling wrap of defense, the vibrant shiver of speed, those help, too.

A growl escapes as Macha opts to backtrack- but it's not enough to deter him. If anything, it just makes his brain work faster. But since Tarvos is right here, focusing elsewhere, Dosei will rear up and slice straight through him with a Reaper's Touch, a crit for his troubles. (20).

And once that's done, Nanashi's speed buff thrumming through him, he turns and he runs after Macha, faster and faster on his thin legs. If Tarvos follows? Good. If he doesn't? Well, the big lug can get hit, for all he cares.

And once he gets closer, the faint crackle of his voice synthesizer is the only thing moments before he opens his mouth- ]

[threatmewted]

[When she isn't trying to help Kara, naturally, she's going after Tarvos. Take another Reaper's Touch - A slash to a single target with a high chance for a critical hit (11).]

[bleatingedge]

[Leo's eyes shoot open and he suddenly gasps for air. What the hell happened? He remembered walking forward, then immense pain, and now...

Despite the soreness in his chest, he rolls over and manages to get on his knees when a new feeling wraps around him, one of immense dread and fear... and primal hunger. It gnaws on his psyche, causing tears to immediately begin streaming down his face.

Through the pain, through the terror, he manages to scream out:]

HELP ME, PLEASE!

[ophidie]

[As Macha barrels off and Ramiel pursues him, Miharu's first impulse to to look for the two charmed people who took damage for Macha in the last round. While they're out of combat for right now because of player shenanigans, they can have frappes from her inventory if they would like if that's legal. If not, she'll just make sure they're still up and kicking for now.

Her attention then turns to Tarvos, now that he's been targeted with a critical hit as well as critical words, with Ramiel's taunt blasting all over the place.]

That's probably a familiar sight, isn't it? [Getting left behind, she means. It's lonely over here now.] Do you think you aren't wanted? I do feel sorry about that.

[Though she's still recovering from the painful, sluggish debuff, she closes in and aims the several swipes of Hirameki (13) at him. Maybe the blasts of Wood will spook him to go chase the love he turned on. Jeez, she really does...hurt.]

[trashtier]

[Once Kara has been taken care of, Leviathan rises to his feet and turns his attention toward the fleeing Macha. He flicks his sword forward and turns it into a staff with a flourish, then books it behind Ramiel. He's nowhere near as fast, but that's okay. He doesn't need to reach Macha, not completely.

He aims to reach an equal distance between Tarvos and Macha, then raises his staff up. Lightning begins to crackle overhead.]

Both of you are pissing me off!

GIRAI DON!!

[Down comes a massive bolt of lightning, aiming to capture both of the phases within its radius (18). If Macha's buff isn't dependent on distance, then at least Levi can deal damage in some way. He just really, really wants to get back at Macha for what he did to Kara.]

[curvaceous]

Hey, Barrett.

[ She slowly walks up to him, pulls her fist back – ]

You wanted to see my anger, didn't you?

[ – and her hit lands (12). Stop! King Hammer time. ]

I'm getting you back.

[bleatingedge]

[Finally snapped out of everything wrong with him and back on his feet, Leo readies his staff once more, drawing a lightning sigil in the air and reaching through.]

GiRai Don!

[A bolt of lightning slams down from the sky onto Macha, but it doesn't seem particularly effective (4). That wasn't the primary reason for his spell however, as Dosei, Ganymede, and Levi are enveloped in a shield that negates a single hit each.]

[ganymed]

[ Ganymede uses his Core to STUN Tarvos.

Take your hits please and thank u. ]

[legendofthelion]

[Once Kara is in her right mind and Dehya's grabbed her sword she pursues Tarvos for another kamikusabi (7). Unfortunately she's still too slow, and curses her debuff under her breath.]

[murrmoire]

[ Hey, Tarvos! Since Macha squad is running around like hamsters rn, Memoir will take this chance to unleash some of his frustration on you, Mr. Hamsteak.

He winds up for an Orchid Dance (17) attack and slashes Tarvos as hard as he can. ]

Wake up!

[insinning]

[In the ensuing chaos, Sinclair slips in, a blue scarf fluttering around his neck. He's pale - eerily so, - and already panting from the exertion. He's got a hand against his stomach, though there's no visible wound, and he seems to be struggling to keep himself upright for a moment. His Night Wing Moon blessing is still in effect at least, and it's keeping him up and steady.

But he's pissed, and his gaze zeroes in on Michel first with anger, before he turns his gaze back to Tarvos and Macha]

...sorry, I couldn't run away after all.

[[He'll be here for the next round]]