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For the battle to end. I want to stop fighting.
[It's said with all the defeated weariness of a man still carrying the weight of his sword and armor despite having given up long, long ago.
But he raises his glowing gaze, taking a step towards them again, the fog of his lower half solidifying only on one edge of a leg, making it that much clearer how he leans forward like he wants to continue his approach. Still, for now, he stops there.]
With all the violence and uncertainty you've faced, I thought—maybe you would feel the same. If I can save you from any more of that pain... I have to try.
[It's said with all the defeated weariness of a man still carrying the weight of his sword and armor despite having given up long, long ago.
But he raises his glowing gaze, taking a step towards them again, the fog of his lower half solidifying only on one edge of a leg, making it that much clearer how he leans forward like he wants to continue his approach. Still, for now, he stops there.]
With all the violence and uncertainty you've faced, I thought—maybe you would feel the same. If I can save you from any more of that pain... I have to try.
[ Gilgamesh propped Minato on the floor of Vimana and stared at him and then turned back to the chaos that was underneath them. ]
... [ Sigh. The King of Heroes gestured to the hubris caused by humanity's own hands. ] Be my guest. Jump off if you so wish.
... [ Sigh. The King of Heroes gestured to the hubris caused by humanity's own hands. ] Be my guest. Jump off if you so wish.
I see that we can agree to something.
[ Gilgamesh swirled the cup in hand. ]
Look at them being trashed around. It's like they have never fought a creature of that size.
[ Compare to the Beasts during the Age of God, the Black Beast was literally just a child in comparison. ]
[ Gilgamesh swirled the cup in hand. ]
Look at them being trashed around. It's like they have never fought a creature of that size.
[ Compare to the Beasts during the Age of God, the Black Beast was literally just a child in comparison. ]
Hey, give a lad a heads up before you do that!
[He's not used to powers actually working on him, you know!]
Either way, this won't do. None of these monsters would be capable of killing me.
[He's not used to powers actually working on him, you know!]
Either way, this won't do. None of these monsters would be capable of killing me.
[A monstrous form may Ryoji take, but he is not one who has fallen victim towards the wish seeds. Instead, Thanatos roams with a similar purpose to that of these onyx creatures: to find and rescue the injured, and to battle any rampaging monsters in the vicinity.
Only, it is very easy to get mistaken as one of these aggressive monsters — he quickly finds himself targeted by a particular fiesty one, charging straight at his own hardy skull.]
Wait, please! [His voice echoes from his helmet.] I do not wish to fight you!
Only, it is very easy to get mistaken as one of these aggressive monsters — he quickly finds himself targeted by a particular fiesty one, charging straight at his own hardy skull.]
Wait, please! [His voice echoes from his helmet.] I do not wish to fight you!
[Ryoji is at the apothecary today, replenishing herbs and curatives for his first aid kit. His newfound skills have been finding new uses as of late, and he can’t help but feel that it would find more use in the future. An air of foreboding has been pervading the place ever since the month started, and it was about time for Aldrip to be subject to cruel machinations once more.
He busies himself, looking at the ingredients and even some tea blends to treat himself with, unaware that his thoughts echo in Claude’s head —]
How many potions should I buy, though? You can’t have too many, but there’s only so much I can carry in my human form.
[— Slightly innocuous, perhaps, if not his voice reverberating with a lower echo. Claude might even feel his surroundings dim with a black smoke as the result of a strange hallucination. Mind reading isn’t supposed result with all of those side-effects, right?]
He busies himself, looking at the ingredients and even some tea blends to treat himself with, unaware that his thoughts echo in Claude’s head —]
How many potions should I buy, though? You can’t have too many, but there’s only so much I can carry in my human form.
[— Slightly innocuous, perhaps, if not his voice reverberating with a lower echo. Claude might even feel his surroundings dim with a black smoke as the result of a strange hallucination. Mind reading isn’t supposed result with all of those side-effects, right?]
[The charging crys might be a tad overeager, but it's not deaf to Thanatos's cry; unfortunately, it takes long enough to register that it's already too close to actually stop in time, and the tripping of its hooves against the pavement only reduces their collision down from something that might have caused any damage to a forceful bonk.
Failing to land on all its feet and apparently dazed from throwing itself off balance, the creature shakes its angular head as if to regain its bearings. Some of the Chosen are strange-looking normally, sure, but the big hovering coffins and chains really give off a specific impression!]
Failing to land on all its feet and apparently dazed from throwing itself off balance, the creature shakes its angular head as if to regain its bearings. Some of the Chosen are strange-looking normally, sure, but the big hovering coffins and chains really give off a specific impression!]
The Shuten Doji would call it a toy.
[The gigantic female oni could wear that thing like one of those edgy living snake necklaces. Her cleavage might squish the poor thing's heads, though.
The thought is absurd enough to give him a pause and make him grin humorlessly to himself. It's not like Douman could take that snake monster on. Not if it were just about physical powers. That, and having to mind all the surrounding structures and lives would be a pain in the ass.]
For once it's a good thing that none if this place is real. What do you think - stupid heroic sacrifice or a cheesy all-our-powers-united final attack?
[After having spent several months in this place the conclusion seems already given. It's only the how that's still worth a bet.]
[The gigantic female oni could wear that thing like one of those edgy living snake necklaces. Her cleavage might squish the poor thing's heads, though.
The thought is absurd enough to give him a pause and make him grin humorlessly to himself. It's not like Douman could take that snake monster on. Not if it were just about physical powers. That, and having to mind all the surrounding structures and lives would be a pain in the ass.]
For once it's a good thing that none if this place is real. What do you think - stupid heroic sacrifice or a cheesy all-our-powers-united final attack?
[After having spent several months in this place the conclusion seems already given. It's only the how that's still worth a bet.]
[Of course he would be by Scott's side, Ryoji's the one who brought him here after all. It's a great blessing that Scott isn't dead, merely severely injured, considering how the incident with the Gnosia is still an echo in the scarfed boy's mind.
He rushed here as soon as he could, Scott tucked safely in Thanatos' arms. There are limits to the first aid that he knows, and the clinic was his best chance at surviving. It's a good thing that Scott woke up pretty soon - a sign of his health quickly returning - but Ryoji still decided it would be prudent to keep guard for now. No gallivanting into danger again until you've fully recovered!
At least he does have snacks. He offers both Phoenix and Scott some potato chips.]
This is the only thing I have, but I hope that's enough.
He rushed here as soon as he could, Scott tucked safely in Thanatos' arms. There are limits to the first aid that he knows, and the clinic was his best chance at surviving. It's a good thing that Scott woke up pretty soon - a sign of his health quickly returning - but Ryoji still decided it would be prudent to keep guard for now. No gallivanting into danger again until you've fully recovered!
At least he does have snacks. He offers both Phoenix and Scott some potato chips.]
This is the only thing I have, but I hope that's enough.
Sure, consider it done! In a few shakes of a me's tail!
[Time for a series of bamfing! He finds the crate in question and teleports the case on over towards the clinic. He smiles when he sees Altius.]
Hey man! Special delivery!
[Time for a series of bamfing! He finds the crate in question and teleports the case on over towards the clinic. He smiles when he sees Altius.]
Hey man! Special delivery!
[Altius doesn't smile back, but he does offer a grateful nod and a:]
Thank you.
[He doesn't waste any time taking the case from Kurt and moving towards a more utility area with it. He hasn't bothered trying to clean all of Fauna's blood off of the front of his shirt, though he's removed his jacket and washed his hands, sleeves rolled up. Between that and the way his hair is a little out of place it's clear he's already been busy.]
Hopefully we won't need more than this, but there's no telling how long it will take to stop that thing. [He sets the case down and pauses before turning his attention to the mutant properly.] What are you thinking you'll do?
Thank you.
[He doesn't waste any time taking the case from Kurt and moving towards a more utility area with it. He hasn't bothered trying to clean all of Fauna's blood off of the front of his shirt, though he's removed his jacket and washed his hands, sleeves rolled up. Between that and the way his hair is a little out of place it's clear he's already been busy.]
Hopefully we won't need more than this, but there's no telling how long it will take to stop that thing. [He sets the case down and pauses before turning his attention to the mutant properly.] What are you thinking you'll do?
[ he hasn't been out, much. his backpack is its own pocket universe, safe and remote and perfect for avoiding everything that is going on — there's the barest moment that he feels guilty for not being out there, trying to fight the beast... but no. he made a promise to never go anywhere on his own again, not like this.
still, his bag won't supply food, and that is what he is here to get, when the shadows on the alley thicken, grow, start to feel alive in the way no shadow really ever should. and charles thinks about ducking into a building, finding a mirror... but the voice, the voice.
he can't turn away from that. ]
Right, I'm here, I'm listening.
still, his bag won't supply food, and that is what he is here to get, when the shadows on the alley thicken, grow, start to feel alive in the way no shadow really ever should. and charles thinks about ducking into a building, finding a mirror... but the voice, the voice.
he can't turn away from that. ]
Right, I'm here, I'm listening.
[Note: Will match prose or smalltags!]
Eruption
Ethlyn likes to warn newcomers about the dangerous events that attend life in Aldrip. As she strolls through town with a bag of goodies for the clinic's staff kitchen, she stops when she notices that what she's taken for a shadow isn't.
"Oh no... this, again."
Because this isn't the first time she's seen corruption inching into the city. She sets down her shopping bag to get a closer look. Using a stick, she pokes at the black line, drags at it, but it doesn't seem to be liquid in that way.
And then she feels the tremor in the ground beneath her. The crashing... the screams of the townsfolk as a new shadow, writhing and twisting, falls across them. Ethlyn looks up at the writhing, twisting heads of the beast. Around her the townsfolk panic and point--doors begin slamming as they begin, very sensibly, to get down into basements and cellars.
She drops the stick and leaves the snacks, taking off on foot in the direction of the danger.
No safety
Once again, Ethlyn found herself run ragged going back and forth between the Willow Clinic and the places of danger and injury around the city. It wasn't enough that the city was fenced in by the vicious heads of a ravenous hydra. Ethlyn was starting to wonder if the people here were changing... it wouldn't be the first time that corruption infected the Chosen. Checking her device confirmed her fears that she could expect to see her friends and acquaintances turn mad once more.
At least the locals had done a good job of hunkering down. True, that included most of the Clinic staff, but it was keeping the casualties down. The animals were gone, too--not Venture, although it had taken a lot of convincing on Ethlyn's part to keep him from bolting, and even now he was skittish.
Riding through the streets at a canter, she had her staff on one side ready to heal... and her sword on the other for those sickened in a different way. As soon as she spotted the movement of someone in her path, she slowed.
"Are you all right?"
Slay or be slain (for Ange)
When the beast became vulnerable, Ethlyn decided she had to act. Her magic was no good for fighting--she didn't have the sword that Deirdre had gifted her years ago that could burn enemies with radiance, but she did have her staff, and she could support those who could do damage to the beast. And even if it did little harm to the beast itself, Ethlyn was sure that her ordinary sword could at least block its attacks if it dove for someone.
That was when she spotted Ange, too near to the danger. Ange wasn't a fighter... but whether it was the combat with others or the beast's own thrashing, now she was too close. Ethlyn dug her heels into Venture's side. She would have to do a good deal to make up for this day with him, but this was too important.
"Ange! We have to get away from here!"
Wildcard
[Got another idea in mind? HMU! Ethlyn won't be transforming but will be trying to help people who aren't so lucky.]
Eruption
Ethlyn likes to warn newcomers about the dangerous events that attend life in Aldrip. As she strolls through town with a bag of goodies for the clinic's staff kitchen, she stops when she notices that what she's taken for a shadow isn't.
"Oh no... this, again."
Because this isn't the first time she's seen corruption inching into the city. She sets down her shopping bag to get a closer look. Using a stick, she pokes at the black line, drags at it, but it doesn't seem to be liquid in that way.
And then she feels the tremor in the ground beneath her. The crashing... the screams of the townsfolk as a new shadow, writhing and twisting, falls across them. Ethlyn looks up at the writhing, twisting heads of the beast. Around her the townsfolk panic and point--doors begin slamming as they begin, very sensibly, to get down into basements and cellars.
She drops the stick and leaves the snacks, taking off on foot in the direction of the danger.
No safety
Once again, Ethlyn found herself run ragged going back and forth between the Willow Clinic and the places of danger and injury around the city. It wasn't enough that the city was fenced in by the vicious heads of a ravenous hydra. Ethlyn was starting to wonder if the people here were changing... it wouldn't be the first time that corruption infected the Chosen. Checking her device confirmed her fears that she could expect to see her friends and acquaintances turn mad once more.
At least the locals had done a good job of hunkering down. True, that included most of the Clinic staff, but it was keeping the casualties down. The animals were gone, too--not Venture, although it had taken a lot of convincing on Ethlyn's part to keep him from bolting, and even now he was skittish.
Riding through the streets at a canter, she had her staff on one side ready to heal... and her sword on the other for those sickened in a different way. As soon as she spotted the movement of someone in her path, she slowed.
"Are you all right?"
Slay or be slain (for Ange)
When the beast became vulnerable, Ethlyn decided she had to act. Her magic was no good for fighting--she didn't have the sword that Deirdre had gifted her years ago that could burn enemies with radiance, but she did have her staff, and she could support those who could do damage to the beast. And even if it did little harm to the beast itself, Ethlyn was sure that her ordinary sword could at least block its attacks if it dove for someone.
That was when she spotted Ange, too near to the danger. Ange wasn't a fighter... but whether it was the combat with others or the beast's own thrashing, now she was too close. Ethlyn dug her heels into Venture's side. She would have to do a good deal to make up for this day with him, but this was too important.
"Ange! We have to get away from here!"
Wildcard
[Got another idea in mind? HMU! Ethlyn won't be transforming but will be trying to help people who aren't so lucky.]
[ Thankfully Hiei, as a demon, is not too fussed about the creatures he's seen around. If anything that is a good thing in the moment, as Hiei turns his eyes upward to see just who (or what) is speaking to him about not going down narrow streets.
Red eyes watch him quizzically for a moment.. all 4'10" of him from the ground, before Hiei coils and hop up to the nearest roof. It isn't for a better look, really, his eyes are keen enough - he's just concerned with making sure he is heard more than anything from that far up. ]
I am fine on my own. [ Since, of course, that is the part he feels the need to respond to first. ]
You are still.. of your own mind.. like this?
[ Hiei's darted into town for who knows what between his vigil over Kurama and checking in with the others... only to watch someone else topple over in the street. Of course, he stood aside to watch - as unwilling as he usually is to interrupt a fight unless it's someone he knows in the balance. The fire demon likes to play favorites, as usual, and he isn't going to turn down the chance to get a view of what other people in this place are capable of.
Curiosity lands the fire demon in control of babysitting. Or something like that.
... And even then he would do the same, hopping down to sort of peer over the man on the ground, nudging with his boot before he speaks. ]
... Not exactly the best place to decide to nap.
[ Hiei had not anticipated beginning to live full-time in the woods again when all of this had started. Truly he hadn't thought this would change much of anything for all of them other than the lot of them changing out who would run guard detail for Yukina if she wanted to go out or into town.
... But then Kurama had begun changing, tossing all of his plans to simply loaf in the tree and occasionally cruise the house for snacks for a little while straight out the window. He had neve been expressly asked to do this of course, but he knows his partner too well. If he was not here to settle him, or at the very least ward off anyone getting too close to where the fox has set up camp in his efforts to be away from anyone he could possibly hurt, who knew how much contrition Kurama would throw around when he came back to himself. How much guilt he'd have to witness over something the redhead had little control over in the first place.
So hi, Scott. Hiei will drop down like a shadow from an older tree, looking... a little worse for wear. His Jagan is wide open and uncovered, for one, the unblinking purple eye in the center of his forehead focused on something not right in front of it.
Hiei has various injuries in different stages of healing, having just managed to settle Kurama out of another fit of violence not all that long ago. The fire demon looks largely unphased, though, as if it's totally normal to be here bruised and cut up, a little tired but unwilling to sleep too close or too far away from his favorite redhead. For him this is rather normal, of course.
Demons doing demon things or... something. ]
Turn around, Scott. I have this one handled.
[ Hiei's been making use of the roof network as his super highway basically since he's arrived. If anything he's a little miffed that his personal roadway is being blocked up by people and attempts to barricade.
The little demon insists on perching himself on the edge of course, standing with his hands tucked into his cape as if this is the most natural thing in the world to do. ]
All of those from my world are in our home where they should be.
[ Other than him of course. The others besides Yukina are more than capable of babysitting themselves. ]
Though we are mostly all far more capable of self-defense than the rest of you.
[ This time it truly isn't a boast... just a mostly true fact. ]
1. I am thou
[It's quick when it happens. One moment, Kotone's raising her Evoker to her temple, opening her mouth to call on one of her Personas. The recoil wretches her neck sharply sideways as blue flames wreath her head with the sound of a gunshot.2. Thou art I
The next moment, the flames spread across her entire body, and she screams, equal parts fear and agony. The pitch of her scream shifts rapidly, becoming increasingly mechanical, and as the fire fades a few seconds later, where Kotone had been standing instead floats Orpheus.
One of the black tendrils nearby pulses warningly, and though her mouth doesn't open, doesn't move, a battle cry erupts from the speakers embedded in her chest as she turns and slams her heart-shaped harp directly into it. She'll protect everyone here, no matter what.]
[The closer she gets to the beast, the stronger the feeling to not look back grows. Anything could be a threat to her friends. This is too dangerous. They shouldn't be following her this closely.3. Aftermath
She can't look back. If she looks back, she'll lose them. But if she keeps going, alone, she can take care of this. The people behind her should stay back. It'd be safer for them, after all. The thought crawls up the back of her spine, creeps into the forefront of her mind and blocks out anything else as her grip tightens around the harp on her back. She can make them be safe as long as they don't get any closer.
A robotic, distorted yell, and she turns, wielding her harp like a sharp club against whomever might be close. If any Chosen get too close while she's fighting the Black Beast, there's a not-insignificant chance that she'll turn on them, too, trying to drive them back and away in a misguided attempt to keep them safe.
Not even her boyfriend is safe, though she doesn't seem to understand that it's her own fault that he's bleeding and barely conscious from her own attacks beneath her. If anyone tries to rescue Scott, she'll scream and fight anyone back without regard. Scott's hurt, and she will keep him safe!!]
[It takes some time, but eventually, Kotone's able to largely reconcile her misguided wish. As far as anyone can tell, she's completely back to normal, if sporting more than a handful of cuts and bruises. Her Evoker is nowhere to be seen as she busies herself around the clinic, trying to help where she can and ready to apologize to anyone she's hurt. Her normally-bright smile is far more subdued with Scott stuck in one of the nearby beds, though, and an uncharacteristic hesitance to her steps as she looks around for anyone she can help.]4. Wildcard!
[Want to do something else? Kotone will be somewhat in leader-mode before transformation, trying to get people together or to safety; if you'd like to say Kotone attacked your character while out of control and want to skip straight to her seeing them at the clinic, let me know also! I'm very flexible, so ping me on discord or on plurk if you'd like to plot something specific!
p.s. I included injured Scott, but the role of actually getting him away from Kotone will fall to Ryoji! So for plot reasons consider the poor guy inaccessible :( ]
Edited 2025-03-14 02:04 (UTC)
Whatever I can. [He says, with a more determined expression. Kurt then thinks to add, remembering the last time they met up during a crisis-] Don't worry. I'm in full form this time! First I'm going to focus on support and getting people to safety. Then I'll see if I can help take on any of those monsters.
[But as he speaks, he looks more at Altius and takes in how disheveled he looks - and the blood on his shirt. He goes on to ask with concern:]
Wait, what happened to you?
[How many times must he find this man in bloody clothes-]
[But as he speaks, he looks more at Altius and takes in how disheveled he looks - and the blood on his shirt. He goes on to ask with concern:]
Wait, what happened to you?
[How many times must he find this man in bloody clothes-]
Hm?
[Eyebrows raised, he glances down at himself, and—oh, right.]
Ah, it's not mine. I found Fauna injured and brought her here.
[he doesn't care about things like that a few smears on his clothes in crisis mode okay!!! Moving on to what he wanted to respond to, though—]
I'm glad you're not having to deal with anything like that again, but I hope you'll be careful. [He pauses for half a second, then,] Actually, can I ask you for a favor?
[Eyebrows raised, he glances down at himself, and—oh, right.]
Ah, it's not mine. I found Fauna injured and brought her here.
[he doesn't care about things like that a few smears on his clothes in crisis mode okay!!! Moving on to what he wanted to respond to, though—]
I'm glad you're not having to deal with anything like that again, but I hope you'll be careful. [He pauses for half a second, then,] Actually, can I ask you for a favor?
[So it's someone else's blood. They really have to stop meeting like this!]
Oh. Is she doing okay?
[He has to ask that much before addressing Altius's request.]
Don't worry, I do always try to be careful. But, um, yeah, ask away!
Oh. Is she doing okay?
[He has to ask that much before addressing Altius's request.]
Don't worry, I do always try to be careful. But, um, yeah, ask away!
[The shadow solidifies into a hand on the ghost's shoulder; he may even feel something close to warmth from it, though it's ultimately more a sense that comes from the shade's will than anything physical.
The voice continues, its origin still not entirely clear—but maybe he can recognize it, the more it speaks.]
Thank you, Charles. I'm glad to see you...
[It sounds genuine—perhaps a little mournful. Despite the words, though, no eyes can be seen just yet.]
The voice continues, its origin still not entirely clear—but maybe he can recognize it, the more it speaks.]
Thank you, Charles. I'm glad to see you...
[It sounds genuine—perhaps a little mournful. Despite the words, though, no eyes can be seen just yet.]
SAFE HOUSE: AETHEROCHEMICAL RESEARCH FACILITY
WISH: BURN (cw: suicidal ideation)
[The mad Ascian isn't sure what is happening. He knows that heads resembling those of ravenous hounds surround Aldrip, that the beast has something to do with the lad named Ragna, and that wishes are turning people into monsters. His own wish, he feels, is that this wasn't the most absurd thing he's experienced in the last few moons.
He stands at the cavernous entrance to the Facility, an oaken staff gripped in one gloved hand, the other curled against his hip. People don't often come out to the outskirts of the city, but with all of the chaos, he's certainly seen a few. When he notices them, he waves the staff in the air and calls out in a sharp, crowing voice.]
Hail, brave traveler! Come in, come in. I am sure Hyperetes will be eager to serve you tea and I... well I may be able to grant your wish, if you should need it. Or talk you out of it.
[Here, he stoops into a bow.]
And if you are not plagued by a wish you are welcome to rest your weary feet and avoid those terrible monstrosities running about.
WISH: BURN (cw: suicidal ideation)
[As he walks through the city, Fandaniel becomes slowly aware of a desire swelling within him. Over time it evolves from a want to a need so desperate it borders on animalistic. He stops in his tracks in the middle of the street, holds his hands aloft, and shouts at the top of his lungs.]
GATHER 'ROUND, MY ADORING PUBLIC, FOR A SPECTACLE TO END ALL SPECTACLES!
[Fire licks from his fingertips and dances around his boots. This is it, this is his greatest wish, his heart's desire: To die and take everyone with him. It is the only purpose he has in his miserable existence. He lives only to destroy and be destroyed.]
I WILL ERUPT IN FLAMES, AND MY CONFLAGRATION WILL BURN THE CITY DOWN!
AHAHAHA!
[Maybe not the whole city, but certainly this street. He believes he can cause as much destruction as possible before he turns to ash.]
Edited 2025-03-14 02:13 (UTC)
[He nods faintly, though his expression tells a slightly different story, a slight furrow in his brow and his eyes momentarily tired.
But first:]
Along the way, if you see any major damage that could block people traveling through... or anyone affected you can't easily rescue. Can you let me know when you get the chance? I'm trying to organize a larger volunteer effort with Colonel Miller.
[Kurt's ability is impressive and terribly helpful, but there's only one of him. Other people will need to move throughout Aldrip, too, and Altius will need to adjust his suggested routes based on what's happening out there.]
But first:]
Along the way, if you see any major damage that could block people traveling through... or anyone affected you can't easily rescue. Can you let me know when you get the chance? I'm trying to organize a larger volunteer effort with Colonel Miller.
[Kurt's ability is impressive and terribly helpful, but there's only one of him. Other people will need to move throughout Aldrip, too, and Altius will need to adjust his suggested routes based on what's happening out there.]
[There's a small groan from Tsuna at the contact, if not actual movement just yet. It's been a while since he's felt like this.]
I...I know....
I'll move in a minute.
[If he can get his arms and legs to work. He looks a little bit singed.]
Did we beat it?
I...I know....
I'll move in a minute.
[If he can get his arms and legs to work. He looks a little bit singed.]
Did we beat it?
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