Effigy
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Post by Effigy on Apr 22, 2021 12:08:55 GMT
Effigy would begin to look on, now much more concerned with the corrosive substance that would appear. His hair would begin to glow and 25 Meters of flowers would grow around him. He would then move his hands and make more blue flowers appear. Some vines would then wrap around him, attempting to pick him up and away from the gas.
QP: 10/12
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Janiya Isgrim
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Everyone deserves to be protected from the evil in the world. Even if it's in themself.
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Post by Janiya Isgrim on Apr 23, 2021 4:18:36 GMT
"That's enough of that, it's time for the hour of homicide." Janiya had enough of the woman's pointless talking, even though she was taking notes. She knew for a fact it would be insanely dumb to just outright attack her and her possy. Looking up, her eyes widened as the sky itself changed shape and form. Gritting her teeth she began to tremble slightly, having to take a few moments to regain her senses and remain firm after the shaking stopped.
She formed another sword to begin her assault and assist in defending those around her, starting with the one grabbed by the strange black thing before she noticed the strange sound coming from every nearby open hole and space around. Noticing the others had strange powers similar to herself, she focused on keeping the crowd, those who couldn't defend themselves, safe, throwing her swords at crowds to direct them away from the strange gas-matter. Janiya would then form a large fan made of energy and begin fanning wildly to keep whatever was seeping out at bay. "Or maybe not..." Jani stated in between fans.
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Post by Amon'i Generation on May 9, 2021 20:36:00 GMT
Amon'i's gaze flashed between Kisaiya, Dymtre, the people on stage, and the strange mists that threatened the crowd, before finally settling on Kisaiya.
"No, I do not. This is why we are here, Kisaiya. I am aware you do not believe in our religion, but regardless, there are people in danger, and it is your duty to protect them. Now, do you raise your wings and confront evil, do you guide the innocents to safety, or do you cower and run? Make your choice."
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DK
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it's a new day
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Post by DK on May 15, 2021 16:31:15 GMT
(Soni D20 Roll: 10) Soni's blast would indeed hit the woman, causing her to stumble forward. As she did so another tendril ripped out from under the stage, wrapping around her other leg. With both of her legs restrained, the tendrils would begin slithering up her body, tightly wrapping around her like a coiling snake. Her arms, however, were still free. "You brat," the woman snarled, an obsidian dagger forming in her hands. "This suit was expensive!" she snapped, lunging forward to slash Soni across her chest! As Violet and Janiya attempted to guide the crowds away from the poison, they would be pushed and shoved around by all the panicking civilians, their balances threatening to give way at all the brute force! (Roll a D20 and DM me the results.) Kisaiya and Amon'i would be unbothered during their conversation, however, they would notice that the poison was quickly closing in around them! As Dymtre pressed his attack on the woman, in the blink of an eye, the blue eyed man appeared between them, his glistening gaze peering into Dymtre like daggers, though he didn't seem like he was preparing for an attack. Effigy's vines would lift him to safety, not only taking him away from the poison and panicking crowds, but also giving him eagle vision of the unfolding events. However, despite his strange aura, civilians began to run through his zone, attempting to escape via the alleyway his flowers were blocking up. (Roll a D20 and DM me the results.) With everyone's attention focused on something or another, the speaker yanked the sheet off of the giant mass on the back of the stage. Underneath it was a mech, and as the sunlight cast its rays upon the machine, its mechanisms would begin to glow an evil red, and the machine gun atop would begin to rev... "You know what to do," the woman murmured, her gaze flicking between the machine, her comrades, the civilians, and the "heroes", before finally settling on the sky. "To you all, this is life. To me, déjà vu, to him... a game," she took a few steps forward, adjusting her necktie. "I would stay, but what's left of my heart has been stolen by a little monster, and I promised them safety,". Turning to the machine, she grimaced beneath her respirator. "I wish it didn't have to be like this," she rasped, and with a single step, vanished into the shadows.
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Post by Violet Narcissus on May 17, 2021 8:27:29 GMT
Qi Usage: 2/23 | World Anchor: ACTIVE |
[D20: 19] Violet is a strong tomato and can continue her day without being knocked down and trampled!Despite still feeling weary at the earlier events, Violet managed to hold her ground and make her way into a clearer area. There she laid eyes on the machine... What the fuck is that? Her parents never mentioned mech tanks before?! Seeing the turret begin to whir up as people are still trying to flee, Violet would grab a metal support rod or beam from the nearest stall and javelin throw it dead center at the turret (failing to find a suitable rod, Violet would instead settle for a fire extinguisher or something else in that line of thinking). She knew her powers weren't working well enough to help out with anything too combat heavy, so simply prioritising preventing any civilian harm for the other metas was her aim.
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Post by Kisaiya on May 25, 2021 20:49:01 GMT
Wings. Keza meshed her teeth tightly together. What wings? We will find them. The voice that whispered through her mind was familiar, so near to her heart it might as well have been her own mother. She knew that voice, and she closed her eyes. She didn't want to do this, to be here and to give in to the force that demanded justice. She wanted to be somewhere else... anywhere else but here. Come, now, child... Breathe in, and remember the Falls. The sounds of rushing water, of birds and deer, filled her mind, and the comfort of that eased her into the transition. Her body relaxed, slowly, and the sound of flapping wings filled the air. Let's do this, together.Rather suddenly, darkness seemed to surround the girl. Shadows crept through the skies, and if anyone looked up, they would see what almost seemed to be the beginning of an Eclipse, just on the edge of the sun. As the darkness faded, Kisaiya stood there, in her Angelic glory, braced on her toes like a ballerina. She threw out her free hand, and the darkness formed together once more to take the shape of her beloved Scythe, a weapon larger than her. When she opened her eyes, they gleamed red, brighter than in her human form. "Shateiel!" She shouted, mostly to make him aware of her presence. She glanced at Amon'i, and there was a calm maturity to her gaze that she often lacked. "We have to stop this at the source... and that," she said, pointing at the Mech. "Seems like it might be an issue." And, with that, she launched herself forward and to Dymtre's side. He faced two opponents... and the least she could do is even the playing field a little. And, if Amon'i joined them on the stage... Maybe, just maybe, they'd have an actual chance. Zero Ability, Samshiel ; From deep within her soul, Keza is able to summon the power of the Angel of Eclipse and embody her true Angelic self. She gains a 100% boost to her Strength and her Dexterity, and can access her Bloodline Abilities, as well as her Scythe, a weapon made of pure Dark energy (its damage adds her Energy stat to her Attack) that is a direct part of her soul. She is able to return to her human form at any point in the thread, but must wait 2 posts before transforming again. If she runs out of Qi uses, she is immediately returned to her human form.
Qi Use: 1/14
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Effigy
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Post by Effigy on Jun 12, 2021 17:49:50 GMT
From his position he could realistically to a lot of things. His only rule was he directly couldn't kill anyone. instead he would fill his zone with huge thorny bushes and giant leaves that would fan the toxic gas back into the crowd. He would let himself back down into the zone, surrounding himself with leaves that would protect him from the gas.
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Post by Dymtre on Jun 22, 2021 2:55:27 GMT
With Kisaya refusing his staff it would transform with him now residing as a sword on his hip which he would lower to rest a hand on as he stared at the man in front of him. Halting in mid-air. He glared curious what this man would try to do.
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Janiya Isgrim
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Everyone deserves to be protected from the evil in the world. Even if it's in themself.
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Post by Janiya Isgrim on Jun 27, 2021 2:58:01 GMT
[D20: 1] Janiya gets knocked over and trampled by the stampeding crowd, taking 150% of her DEF as damage and breaking her right arm!
Still focusing on steering people clear of the apparent danger, Janiya failed to notice more people coming from seemingly out of nowhere and due to that she was knocked clean off her feet, getting caught between the panicking crowd of people's feet, shoes and boots. Grunting and trying to get back to her feet, she attempted and failed to shield herself from the stampeding crowd with her arms before feeling a crisp, sharp pain in her right arm. Biting her lip as to not scream, blood poured out as finally the crowd dissipated and she managed to get up on her knees at least, holding her broken arm and the rest of her not really any better.
"Shit!" She muttered, looking around for some kind of vantage point. Priority number one was to first get the rest of the people out and away from the gas-matter, second was to find higher ground, third was to eliminate the threat... harder than she made it sound.
"Hey! I need some help over here yeah? A sword or preferably someone that can heal things or something? Take your time! Please!"
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