Complete 18+ Main Story (S4 Finale) DRAGON.end - Phase 1

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Ash Vargold

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Pursuit: Tetsunosuke
+52 Inspiration from @Hanno Futaba


Final push.

That's what Ash told himself as he charged through the battlefield, sword drawn. His heart drummed a steady tempo and the chill of death numbed the pain that would otherwise be overwhelming him. It was too familiar, this march through an oppressive fog of magic with the strength of the dead in tow.

This time, however, he knew exactly what he's getting into. He was sure if that made things better or worse.

"Disable before killing, if you can1" he shouted, @Rael's message still in mind. He was already doing his best on that front. There was no way to tell PC from NPC in the fray, and even the act of drawing his sword on others made his stomach churn. He had the System to help him before, but now he only had whispered voices and his own half-baked muscle memory to keep his strikes true.


❰ Chthonic Grasp ❱


Spiritual shades danced across the battlefield on his command, targeting the mounted weaponry raining gunfire down on them. There were plenty of magia to man the turrets, but only so many turrets themselves. Each turret marked was quickly torn apart by the grasping hands of the dead, followed by the gunners themselves being seized and drained of their strength.

"Let's show Szofrit what "Saviors" can do!"

Rolls

Save
1d100 (98) + 60 = 158
Fortitude | Ash Vargold | 1714C1

Expertise Check
2d100 (Advantage) (13, 63) + 45 + 54 = 160
Awareness (Adv from Save) | Ash Vargold | 1714C1

[BA] Circumstantial Bonus: Employing the aid of spirits to interfere with mounted weaponry.
1d100 (95) = 95
Circumstantial Bonus | Ash Vargold | 1714C1


Pursuit: Tetsunosuke
▪ Hope: 7755/7700
▪ Forward: 1316/10000
▪ Ronja: 831/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
> Tetsunosuke: 872/1000

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Fina Drago

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After the surprising breeze that was defending the Ruined Palace, this certainly was something different. With so many people, Starcalled and Landers both, it became quite crowded. Like a true army charging at the crashed ship. Most of the people here, Fina didn't even know. That was just how big-scale events like this went, huh... at least there was one person, though. Turning around to @Vina Skysong, the forge master spoke briefly.

"I'd appreciate it if you could cover me, but if you see anyone who needs help more, don't hesitate to help them instead, okay?" Considering what was happening up ahead, the girl had a feeling that having a healer helping her would be a pretty good idea. But who knew, maybe she could avoid all of the chaos? Speaking of which, it seemed that it would be a good idea to quell some of that.

All of the ship's weapons were quite the nuisance, and they just so happened to be piloted by one of the controlled magia players. Fina didn't exactly know this, but she did realize that taking those weapons down was the best course of action. "Okay... here goes-!" Sometimes she wished she had learned how to throw her spears from @Cleo Looker, would have been most useful in this situation.

Instead, she had to gather as much energy as she could and send it through the ground, her arcanamancy causing edges of various weapons to spring up like spikes, climbing up the side of the ship until they reached the various weapons and skewered them without a moment's hesitation. Without those weapons, others would surely have easier time getting to the poor magia as well.

Rolls


(BA) Duelist
+40 bonus damage
when you attack an enemy in melee.
Fina Drago | 1714C1

Reckless Attack
4d100 (92 + 96 + 20 + 9) + 25 + 25 + 40 = 307
307 damage
Slash Weapons | Fina Drago | 1714C1

(F) Disruptive
Your attacks deal 30 SP damage in addition to its regular damage.
Fina Drago

(F) Area Effect
Divide your damage between the target and all enemies adjacent to them. Take retaliation damage (if any) from each enemy you damage.
Forward -> 209 contribution
Tetsunosuke ->128 contribution

Fina Drago


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▪ Ronja: 831/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
▪ Tetsunosuke: 1000/1000 (rescued)
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Magi Heart

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Season 4 Finale - Part 3- Cycle 1
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Starfallen Savior | Rogue Traveler | UI Locked
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Star Magic | Dissonant Arts | Dissonant Hope | Dark Grace | Awakening
| Tags
Hope | Dissonant

220/220 HP
Status
Buffs: ---
Debuffs: ---
Misc: ---

Protected | Neutral | Vulnerable | Super Vulnerable

Location
Vintergard: Final path to Dragonhead

Effect Details
N/A



The Starcalled, just a bunch of bored players of a videogame. In the real world, Wendy vaguely recalled what normal life was like. Now all she saw in her fellows were monsters. It started as far back as the battle against Snefrid. Back then it could be written off as just a game, that's what you're supposed to do. Beat up ... no... massacre the enemy. Win get experience, and go on. Shadow was someone that reminded her of this simple answer when she found him in Tertoria.

Wendy back then wanted something else from Terrasphere... how dare she want that idealized heroic tale.

There is no way that can happen when everyone is a monster... they don't even realize it. Wendel did, they all were suffering, laughing and bleeding and crying and dying... only to revive and die again and again.

Wendels astral dissonance saw it all, blood-soaked Childress, greedy Astor, the vengeful Lune, those that can't uphold their virtues Erick and Kyanna,... why Raina had vanished entirely. Heck, here was Wendel who knew full well by now she was a monster even to them and they couldn't be bothered to prevent her from spreading her dissonance about. saving all these magia. Surely they would prefer they'd stayed alive so they could suffer on with them. Even a dissonant with the intellect of a middle schooler noticed these things before a normie did.

Selfish, pain-loving, monsters. They needed love, they needed Magi Heart.

"̸̥͒Ï̵̞ ̵͉͝a̴̻͗m̶̬̉ ̵͍̌h̶̯͋ẽ̷͍r̶̃ͅe̸̖͘ ̵̢̆S̵̻̈z̷̼͝o̸͖͆z̵̝̓ơ̸̦.̷̼́ ̴̧̕Ȳ̵̟o̴̩̓ụ̷̋ ̴̣̐j̶͓͋u̴͚̾s̷̹̍t̴͇̽ ̵̰͐ȟ̷̜a̵̓ͅv̶̎͜ē̵͓ ̴̧̏t̴͙̔ô̷̝ ̵͐͜l̶̯͝ẹ̶̑ṭ̶͗ ̵̤̎m̸͔̉ȩ̵̚ ̵͖͠s̴̖̆a̸̠̋v̶͔̋ë̴̟́ ̸̝̽ŷ̸̖ơ̴̲ú̵͈.̷̩̑ ̵͑ͅĨ̸͜'̵̦̈́l̷̹͒ḽ̵̓ ̶͉̄t̵̎͜á̵͚k̴̞̒e̷͉͂ ̷̤͂t̴̼̾h̷̻̐ȇ̷̢ ̷͈͊d̸̫͑a̷͖̐r̷͔͝k̶̥̔n̵͉̾ȇ̷̡s̵̐͜s̸̡͐ ̶̹͂ì̶̢n̴̟͠ ̶͈̐y̷̛̯o̵̫͊u̵͓̍ ̵̺̈́ȃ̷͜ṋ̴̇ḍ̸͐ ̷̹̾m̵̺͝a̷̠̔k̸̗̊e̸̞̐ ̸̳̎i̵̎͜t̴̫͘ ̴͙͝l̴̈ͅê̵͎ȧ̴͎v̷̺̔ḙ̸̔ ̶̰̾i̶̮͠ṋ̶͝ ̶̥̅ạ̷̈ ̷̹̇w̷͘ͅǎ̸͈y̶̮̒ ̵̭͌o̶̢̐t̸̹́h̴̻͑e̴̝̕r̴̝͗s̵͚͂ ̸̰͂c̵͍̏a̶̯͂n̵͎͐'̷̡̃t̷͛͜.̶̻̈́ ̵͕́I̸͛ͅ ̶̯̉p̵̳̌r̵̯̓ò̴̰m̵͓̕i̷̤̾s̵̞̔ĕ̸͔.̶̲͐ ̷̪̍M̵̓ͅỹ̴̡ ̵̞́ḏ̴̓a̶͚̽r̵̀ͅk̵̙̽n̷̻̂e̷͍͋ṡ̸͍s̸̭͒ ̶̟̌i̶̧̽s̸̤̈́ ̴̄ͅṇ̷̒o̶̪͒ṫ̸͜ ̵̗͆l̸͙̍i̷̗̐k̵̎ͅě̴̤ ̵̯͝ȁ̷͍n̵̩͘y̴͎̽t̴̻͘ḫ̶͗í̶̭n̸͔̾ǵ̷̲ ̶͕̂ě̸̬l̷̞̆s̵͙͖̈̓.̷̦͌ ̴̪̉I̵̥͝ ̵̠͛ẘ̶̠a̷͈̽n̵̲͗t̴̲̿ ̴͖̔t̴̨̆o̸̳͠ ̵̡̎h̴̞͛e̴̘̒l̵̠̈p̸̜͠ ̷̗̀y̸͕͐o̵̪͗û̴̳ ̷͖́t̴̋ͅî̷͕r̴̖̆ḙ̴͗d̵͚͌ ̸̲̿m̵̲̈́o̵͍͋m̴͎̌m̷̓͜y̶͓͌.̵̖́"̷̗́


The dissonance here. It will either be destroyed or devoured, regardless of how, the Dark Heart will not allow it to run rampant and make her job harder! Even with her grudge seething, the instinct of helping came first as she approached the place she saw back then. The two eggs, the factories, the bodies, the beam from Dragonhead, and the face of the red magia smiling and calling her savior before triggering her further evolution.

There was much to repay and Magi Heart would never not repay an act of such kindness!

The light of Magi's past the chaos of Magi's present and the fatelessness of Magi's future.
The dissonance that could be looked back and ensured the right way.
Let the good deeds overflow!

For when Wendel can shed it all and have the happy ending the corpse of a soul Wendy could never get!

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Pursuit: Forward


Well this had been an eventful first day in TerraSphere. And while it was fun as all hell, Alina wondered why everyone was taking it so seriously. Sure, the game had a pretty dark, hopeless atmosphere (after all, there were only so many people you could see get fried by lasers in such a high fidelity, you might think it was real), but that didn't mean everyone had to act it to! Where were all the jokesters, trolls, hackers, assholes and-...actually, yeah Alina liked the down and dour better.

"We are in need of a battering ram," Jin, the black-clad, edgy guy, said, drawing Inari back from her musings thus far. "And today, I am feeling most generous. Allow me the courtesy."
"Uh, how exactly are you planning on doing that?"
Inari asked. "I mean, did you really stuff a whole battering ram in your inven-? Oh, nope, no...you're just gonna...WAIT, HEY, LEAVE SOME FOR ME!" the foxgirl shouted after the black haired man as he charged forward.

The earth beteen Jin's feet, and Lilith's suddenly began to sprout blades of grass, poking through the snow. The scent of (screams of grass in distress) a freshly cut lawn filled the air and the two would both begin to feel more energized.

The red-headed guy over there, that one, Inari stared at him with wide eyes as something in the distance flew towards him. Small birds darting through the air. Sparrows? Brightly colored and...ON FIRE!? They flew in circles around the man, almost silent were it not for the flapping of their wings, and the flickering of their flames. "L-Lil? Did I do that?"





(F) Versatile
Apply the Heal/Buff/Power effects to 2 targets instead of 3 and apply the last charge to one of them.
Inari



(BA) Versatile
Roll both AoE Heal and Buff (or both Power variants) and decide whether each target gets the rolled heal or buff effect.
Inari

Lilith - +9HP
Jin - +9HP
Zelrius - +60 Damage Dealt

Forward - +Buff (60)



AoE Power Heal
2d20 EX (1 + 6 + 8 + 11) + 0 + 0 = 26 / 3 (0 explosions)
+9 HP to 3 targets
You are Vulnerable.
AOE | Nature Magic | Inari | 1714C1




AoE Power Buff
2d100 (94 + 10) + [75] + 0 + 0 = 179 / 3
+60 extra damage to 3 targets for 1
You are Vulnerable.
AoE | Nature Magic | Inari | 1714C1




Hope [7755/7700]
Forward [01585/10000]
Ronja [0831/1000]
Tick Tock [0751/1000]
Tetsunoke [1000/1000]


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Imoogi

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FORWARD!
Vulnerable
Protected by @Ueno Mizuki


While the others were busy charging ahead, Imoogi's focus was on the increasingly chaotic alchemy setup before her.

She took pride in the fact that she didn't use the assist features. Assist features were for babies and losers. But it was where she stored her discovered recipes, and with the system down she was back to the art of "licking ingredients, mixing random shit together, and praying".

She'd given up on organization and left the bottles in some broad piles according to what they probably did, plus a bonus pile she'd labeled "Mystery", for the people who wanted to test their luck. She didn't think any of them were poison, but they certainly had side effects.

Her tongue hurt, and she had a headache and Accelerator was a weirdo that she was trying her best to ignore, but she was starting to figure out which recipes worked and which ones didn't. Soon she'd have enough of them that she could ditch the support job and go up front, where things mattered.

Rolls


AoE Power Buff
3d100 (14 + 72 + 43) = 179 / 3
+60 extra damage to 3 targets for 1 (@Ueno Mizuki, @Cleo Looker, @Lilith )
You are Vulnerable.



PUSH FORWARD!
▪ Hope: 7755/7700
▪ Forward: 1645/10000 (+60 from Power Buff charge)
▪ Ronja: 831/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
▪ Tetsunosuke: 1000/1000
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Cleo Looker

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Pursuit: Forward


Taking a strange potion from a strange pile, made by a strange woman (@Imoogi ) that had showcased some pretty murderous and violent tendencies earlier probably wasn't the greatest idea known to man, but beggars couldn't be choosers when the world was seemingly going to hell and war was knocking at the doorstep.

Really though, there was little for it but to down the whole thing without taking the time, or chance, to taste any of it, immediately feeling like a fire was spreading through her arms, arcane energy wafting off of her body as she shuddered.

Some kind of performance enhancer. Sounded illegal.

Still, it was time to do what she did best, which was stand far away and throw spears impossibly far, striking targets she could barely see and somehow still impaling them. They needed to cut some kind of path to reach the goal anyway and others were better suited to rescue efforts.

That didn't mean she couldn't rescue a few people in her own way, though. Her focus turned entirely to the battlefield, instantly catching the figure of @Fina Drago wading into the mess, a veritable blur of weaponry and destruction. She had to wonder how her old, cat-like friend was doing, as she aimed at Fina and launched a spear, though rather than impale the girl, it would break apart when it came near her and form an arcane barrier around the girl to protect her from harm.

With her friend protected, she grinned, turning back to the field, arcane spears manifesting in her hands, before they were launched, two at a time, their very force launching foes and threats aside to make room for the vanguard.

Hopefully @Ueno Mizuki was staying safe out there, whilst she no doubt caused mayhem, carving her own path.

Rolls


(BA) Sharpshooter's Aim
+25 bonus damage when you attack an enemy at range.
Cleo Looker

(F) Sharpshooter
+5 bonus damage when you attack enemy at range (+10 if you have Hyper Awareness).
Cleo Looker

Multi Attack
1d100 (16) + 25 + 25 + 25 + 30 + 60 &
1d100 (34) + 25 + 25 [ ( + 25 + 30 + 60 ) * 0.5 ]
323 damage
You are Vulnerable.
Ranged Weapons | Cleo Looker | 1714C1

(Medium Armor Ability) Twice
You may perform 2 actions and 1 BA or 1 action and 2 BAs this cycle.
Cleo Looker | 1714C1

Protect
1d100 (82) + 25 + 25 + 25 = 157
157 damage
Give 1 ally within range the Protected State
Arcanamancy | Cleo Looker | 1714C1 | @Fina Drago


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▪ Ronja: 831/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
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Zelrius

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FORWARD!
Vulnerable



Critical Success
100


He forged forward more. Ever onward until he was close to @Jin . Watching around them as the blood formed a shelter - a trap for the godless machinations of enemies that was before them. There alongside him, were two faces that Zelrius personally couldn't make, no their magic. The foxgirl (@Inari ) and the closeby... mouse? Bat? Dog? ...or maybe just a death knight? (@Lilith ) Whatever she was. He'd make sure that they weren't harmed. A grin toward his older comrade, letting the flames swirl around their feet before it began to cone its way upward. "Having fun yet?" Of course he was. This kind of chaos was the bloodsworn's element.

"Seeing as I have been missing in action for a while, I am going to let everyone else know I am here." The usually low self-esteemed man couldn't help but smile. A final breath in, letting the fire simmer down, before he breathed out. His stance switched, footwork carving a circle as he turned around. Leaving the center where the four in question stood, and trapping the rest of the enemies around them in his searing fire. This would be the magia's first test. Not much failed Zelrius's initial trial in his months back in Terrasphere. But who knew - maybe this time might be different? Time would tell as his flame swelled up, creating a sphere in the area around himself to burn away and reduce any of these soulless corpses to charred scrap metal.

Rolls


Roll Result
6d100 (65 + 13 + 71 + 100 + 47 + 18) = 314*2(Nat100) = 638
Risky Reckless | Zelrius | 1714C1



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▪ Ronja: 831/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
▪ Tetsunosuke: 872/1000
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Ueno Mizuki

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Does Not Know How To Treat Royalty


So the plan now was not to destroy the magia which had been wreaking havoc inside and outside of Vintergard, but to save them so they could help the Travelers face a greater threat down the line. It still took some getting used to the idea, but Mizuki had never had a strong grudge against the magia. The worst thing they'd done to her personally was seize control of MAI, and given that her magia friend was strongly in favour of helping the other magia she couldn't reasonably use that as argument in favour of destroying the magia.

Still, convincing everyone else to help would take a lot of effort. Many people were convinced that the magia, at least the non-Travelers, were enemies that had to be destroyed. Mizuki herself had thought that before Rael had convinced her otherwise. But just the handful of them wouldn't change fate.

Unfortunately, that left Mizuki with a task she was both ill-suited for and not very enthusiastic about.

After they'd finished preparing for the final assault upon Szofrit's stronghold Mizuki had watched their army arrive. The luna wolf had told Cleo that she needed to do something before she'd join her beloved lancer, after which she'd started running towards the approaching army. Countless scents filled her nostrils, the wolfkin sniffing the air as she tried to catch the one scent she was looking for. Although she probably needn't have bothered trying so hard, because even as his scent registered his golden presence became visible as well.

Swallowing down her hesitation Mizuki approached the golden-haired man called Astor, weaving her way between the many people as she thought of what to say. Should she appeal to his dignity? His pride? His morality? She didn't know him, so she couldn't make assumptions. That left her with the most barebones option.

Hey, human king!


Despite her reluctance her voice was loud and clear, the beastfolk with the heterochromatic eyes pushing forward until she was close enough to @Astor that he would either have to pointedly ignore her or acknowledge her presence. No time to waste with etiquette either, so before he could question her she spoke again.

We need to capture Szofrit alive. She's important and if we kill her we're going to regret it later.


Mere words couldn't convey the urgency of Mizuki's message, the huntress sharpening her gaze as she brought her Primal Aura to bear as well. It overflowed, her wordless message forced into the minds of everyone in the vicinity as Mizuki tried as hard as possible to make them understand.

Don't kill non-flesh pack leader! Take down alive!


Her eyes glowed briefly before she turned around, dashing off towards the frontlines where her allies were already trying to carve a path to the very person they couldn't afford to kill.

Rolls

Interacting


Interaction Post
▪ Hope: 7755/7700
▪ Forward: 2878/10000
▪ Ronja: 831/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
▪ Tetsunosuke: 872/1000
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Pushing forward with her bestie and those edgy QTs
-Buffed by the Snek's chug jug (@Imoogi)


"We are in need of a battering ram."
"Uh, how exactly are you planning on doing that?"
"Iny dear, shhh. You will see."
Lilith hushed her, tilting her head in direction to @Jin. The man loved risks, but it seems adrenaline wouldn't be the one thing to hold him back nor a little stain of his own blood. Did he even use the fabled pain inhibitors this game seemed to have?

Terrasphere was meant to be a special experience, and doing that took the special out of it. Just holding a sword, feeling the weight made her limbs itchy in more ways than one. She could end a life with this, and everyone else had one of their own. It was empowering, despite being early into the game, her weakness made her fully aware of other's strength, and what she could achieve should she keep playing.

Lilith sighed off, shooking her head once the fox girl ran off. So bubbly despite the carnage, so vivid despite heading to a certain death. In her wake she left the duo a gift of flowers upon their steps.

She halted, if only to let the Bloodsworn some space to work, and to address the chirping of her lovestruck friend as she begun to see birds all over @Zelrius, the redhead who walked with death behind his back if his face was any indicator of his intentions.

"L-Lil? Did I do that?"
"Hmmm."
Lilith gave a glance over to the baby phoenixes circling around the man, then back to Inari. "I don't see a thing. Perhaps you finally found your better half?" She teased, gloved hand resting upon her friend's back. "Ah! I know, how about you go and find out. If he is half as handsome out of the game as his avatar is, maybe you got yourself a rich boy. Go melt his heart, Firefox~" And with that she shoved the girl on Zelrius's direction, turning her attention to the frontlines instead. She didn't want the fox to see so much blood out of a sudden as she got to work, least she throws up from the view or something, one could never know at this point.

As she walked, blood begun to gather enmasse at the tip of her blade as she dragged it over the ground, releasing it all on a discharged, vertical swing infront of her, sending the excess to slice through air and sentient life alike.

Rolls


Reckless Attack
3d100 (11 + 24 + 44) + 5 + 0 + 60 = 144
144 damage

Slash Weapons | Lilith | 1714C1

(F) Torment
Deal 10 flat damage to an adjacent enemy.

(BA) Area Torment (Ronja)
Deal 10 flat damage to all enemies adjacent to you or those narratively close.

Lilith


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▪ Ronja: 841/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
▪ Tetsunosuke: 872/1000
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Ueno Mizuki

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+60 to Attack [1 Charge] (@Imoogi)
Not Vulnerable


Worrying about the plan could come later. First they had to get to Szofrit before they could hope to achieve any of their goals. Running forward Mizuki's nose wrinkled as she caught a particularly dreadful scent... or rather, a mixture of scents that made her feel faintly nauseous. Changing her course she headed straight for the scent, unsure what she was exactly expecting to find... only to see a relatively familiar face cooking up a storm of potions.

She'd been worried that Imoogi would follow through on her threat. Still, it seemed the snakegirl was being as effective as possible by producing bottle after bottle of mysterious alchemy to enhance the power of those who drank them. The scent may be dreadful, but Mizuki didn't have time to be picky.

Thanks


Grabbing one bottle the luna wolf ran past Imoogi, only sparing her a quick glance before turning her gaze towards the path before her. She was already falling behind because she'd wasted time talking to Astor, so she couldn't afford to dally.

The potion tasted... not as bad as it smelled, but it wasn't great either. Mizuki made a face as she swallowed the liquid panting involuntarily as it felt like fire was sliding down her throat and flooding her insides. Dropping on all fours she let out a growl and began to run in earnest, digging up dirt as she quickly closed the gap between herself and everyone who was already fighting for their lives.

Behind her two wolves followed, her packmates who shadowed her at every opportunity. As the three of them ran Mizuki sent a message to one of her packmates to go back and help Cleo. The lancer wouldn't be on the frontlines: she'd be raining hell down onto the enemy from a distance. Her canine companion growled in agreement and split off, swiftly returning to Cleo's location to stand in front of her, ready to intercept anything that might attempt to bother the lancer.

A wall of flames rose up in the distance, which meant that someone was making headway. Mizuki homed in on the flames, only to find a familiar face together with a new one.

Greetings. Came out of the mountains?


Mizuki's run came to a halt as she greeted @Zelrius, last having seen the red-haired pyromancer up in the Hylands. Under different circumstances she might have said more, but both of them were very busy. The wolf that remained at her side understood Mizuki's intentions without her saying anything, splitting off to protect both Inari and Lilith.

As for the luna wolf herself... behind those flames lay Szofrit. Dashing forward she transformed a protective layer of bark keeping the heat at bay for long enough for her to charge straight through the flames, where she dropped the bark and instead turned her hands into claws. Non-lethal didn't mean harmless, and the huntress began to work her way forward, breaking limbs with brutal efficiency.

Rolls

(BA) Maneuver
Ignore difficult terrain and all movement-based damage this cycle.
Metamorph | Ueno Mizuki


Critical Attack
2d100 (Advantage) (65, 76) + [40] + 25 + 20 + 25 + 60 = 246
246 damage
You are Vulnerable.
Martial Arts | Ueno Mizuki | 1714C1

(Medium Armor Ability) Twice
You may perform 2 actions and 1 BA or 1 action and 2 BAs this cycle.
Ueno Mizuki | 1714C1

Ultra Protect
2d100 (77) + 25 + 20 + 25 = 147
147 damage
Give 3 allies within range the Protected State. You are Vulnerable.
Beast Arts | Ueno Mizuki | 1714C1 @Cleo Looker @Inari @Lilith


PUSH FORWARD!
▪ Hope: 7755/7700
▪ Forward: 3435/10000
▪ Ronja: 831/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
▪ Tetsunosuke: 872/1000
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"Fun is what I live for," Jin replied. It was all he had. The chaos of the battlefield felt more like home than Philadelphia ever had, even the mad attacks that happened in the slums that left him scarred paled in comparison. He never felt more alive than when he was bleeding, especially when his blood held so much potential. "And I make a point of having it wherever and whenever I can."

It seemed as though Zelrius lived by a similar mantra in that moment, baking the very air with convection waves that brought the almost comfortable temperatures to far beyond sweltering. The blood around him hardened at an accelerated rate, creating a Kevlar-like, weighted shell that moved with heightened speed and reflexes as Magia bounded into view, slamming into him, cracking and splintering his covering even as he pushed back relentlessly. The power of the machinery was undeniable, but Jin met it with his own tenacity.

Seeing as I have been missing in action for a while, I am going to let everyone else know I am here.

The rapidly increasing heat dried out the air, thinning it, and then- combustion. All the Magia drawn in by Jin's haphazard dive found themselves ignited, fraying, overheating, burning, melting. As they did, ever more sprang forward to take their place. The baked blood around Jin shattered and melted back down, taken far past its melting point, and began to boil.

The Bloodsworn's lips curled upward with maniacal satisfaction.

His viscera oozed in the air around them, suspended by raw mana and willpower as he sheathed his blade. Weaving the power around them, he lashed out with it like a whip, smashing the frothing, gargling, bubbling crimson into the enemy line, causing them to stagger and stumble as they struggled against their melting chassis.

"Pity that they don't feel any of it," he murmured, twisting his hands around and then down, bringing the blood up and over the lot of them, and then down in a torrential downpour, impaling them, burning, melting, using the power lended him by Zelrius' flames to effect maximum carnage.

He glanced at the Caenis woman who greeted @Zelrius , @Ueno Mizuki sidelong as she designated protection for the two others, not bothering to interrupt the conversation. He had other things to concentrate on.

Melting magia, rife with holes, conglomerating into a single, still-half-alive ball of consciousness and mangled, mechanical limbs. If they survived, they would pose no threat- their lives would hardly be worth living, though. Jin hardly cared either way.

The woman dashed off as quickly as she'd appeared, so Jin was glad to have not wasted his breath.

He heard the tail end of what @Lilith said to @Inari , and the Bloodsworn sneered.

Just like a woman. Ever interested in pretty boys and the potential to raise their status through wealth. Was he any better, though?

No, he supposed not.

"At least they're not trying to pretend it's something real," he shrugged.
 

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Kamala did not hesitate to follow @Ayna Nietzsche's lead. After all, as @Chrys himself had told her before, this was her call. Among the three of them, Ayna was the most affected by this conflict. She had been made into a puppet, her own free will was removed, replaced by that of her controller. Ayna had the most to gain, she had already lost so much, in their victory. The least Kamala could do was help her as much as she could.

"Right behind you!"



The elf extended both hands toward the magia and manifested an illusory field of protection. Almost immediately, a smaller version of the "Garden of Gwyndolainn" swirled into existence around Ayna, boosting her defense, as machines targeting her would feel thorny protection of Kamala's magic.

Due to her always panicky nature, Kamala even infused healing magic into her protection, not only shielding Ayna from enemies but also regenerating some health for the two of them, health that would not be of any help to them directly but perhaps would be more helpful to their sense of Hope.

We can do this! As long as we're alive, as long as we keep on fighting, we can never lose!


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Protect @Ayna Nietzsche
1d100 (66) + 20 + 20 = 106
106 damage + 75 (Surge) = 181 total damage
Give 1 ally within range the Protected State
Illusion Magic | Kamala Graham | 1714C1

(BA) Shield @Ayna Nietzsche
Mitigate 10 incoming damage to yourself or a [defense] action target.
Kamala Graham

(F) Infuse @Ayna Nietzsche
+15 HP
to your regeneration, [defense], or [support] action's target(s).
Mend | Kamala Graham

(F) Regeneration @ self
(5 + 1 + 6) = 12
Regenerate 12 HP.
Mend | Kamala Graham

(Light Armor Ability) Surge
Pick one then copy and paste your choice:
→ +45 75 to any Xd20 or Xd100 rolls
→ +6 haste or movement per AR
Revive 3 visible allies
→ +18 to inspire

Kamala Graham | 1714C1

Forward: +206 (181+10+15)
Hope: +25 (10+15)

PUSH FORWARD!
Hope: 7780/7700
Forward: 3641/10000
▪ Ronja: 831/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
▪ Tetsunosuke: 872/1000
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He had made it out of the Palace, but now they were in the middle of a warzone and it was much harder to call his shots when things were trying to kill him. It was good that he always knew the best way to get a bit of height so that he could see at least. Throwing his bow over his shoulder as he started to move, his eyes locked on a tree close enough to him and pushed off the ground as his fingers wrapped around a branch. Once he was close enough, it was easy to make the thing pull him up until he could get a good view of what was happening. Something had taken control of some of the other players, and teams were working to take them down while others were focusing their attention on the main horde coming for them. In moments like this, he cursed himself for not doing more to head out into the other lands and see who was working to target the kingdom. He was getting sloppy in his old age, and that was going to be an issue; reaching into his quiver as he grounded himself for a second and pushed his mind over the battle soaking it all in, from the sounds of steal on steal and the sounds of machines dying as they pushed back against the horde. He could hear it all, and it was a mess but at least at the moment, no one had died. When the deaths came, the tide changed quickly, so the ranger looked for his first target and spotted a man that could use some help in taking a nap. So as he reached down and let the vines wrap around his arrow and knocked it back as his body was braced in place by the tree he was taking cover in, the wood wrapping around his back like armor. Holding him in place with its full weight, he drew back on his arrow with as much force as he could put into his body, and the vines worked for him. Added a second and a third bowstring to the long bow until the force seemed like it would snap his arm. "This will hurt, kid, but at least you will be alive." He let his eyes trace the figure for a second as he pulled the air into his lungs for one second, two seconds, and then at three, he exhaled and released the arrow simultaneously. While he might not be the flashiest archer around, he was simply efficient because his arrow flew; it flew with the force of a bullet fired from a sniper rifle at where Tetsunosuke had been hiding and punching through metal. Crunching it like a tin can as the reinforced head made its way through. Like he has said it was going to hurt.

Rolls


Save
1d100 (28) + 0 = 28
Fortitude | Aalam Abungu | Thread Code

Mastery Check
1d100 (85) + 25 = 110
Ranged Weapons | Aalam Abungu | Thread Code

Roll Result
1d100 (65) = 65
bonus

195 on Tetsuno


Pursuit: Tetsunosuke
▪ Hope: 7780/7700
▪ Forward: 3641/10000
▪ Ronja: 831/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
▪ Tetsunosuke: 872/1000

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War, huh?

Harper had interest in many things growing up, yet military work was never really in her radar, as she just didn't think it fit her style. Yet nevertheless, she now found herself as another soldier, marching alongside landers and fellow starcalled alike towards untold danger. And while generally she would be more than pumped to kick some butt and look good doing it, her mind was focused on something else right now... Or more especifically, someone.

And as the battle raged on, carnage and despair all around the beastkin, Harper couldn't help but feel a bit tuned out of it, her focus entirely somewhere else as she walked with the same group from the earlier scuffle at Finweald. They had failed last time, but this time was different. They had a plan, they knew Ronja as an enemy better now, and most importantly...

They couldn't afford to fail this time. This might be their last chance.

So, when @Fiora Di Angelo screamed at the tigress to grab her hand so she could be thrown at the newly spotted Ronja, there was not a single hint of hesitation from Harper as she let herself be thrown upon her friend like a bullet.

The friction from the air burning her eyes didn't bother her. Nor did the fact that Fiora's scream might've alerted Ronja. She was a beastkin on a mission, and she would see it through. As she closed in, she noticed that the magia had already turned her crimson eyes to meet her. She had seen them coming, but Harper knew she was too close even for her to dodge out of the way.

Collision. Harper tackled her to the ground, keeping a firm grasp around Ronja's midsection with her arms as they rolled and tumbled together through the battlefield, before Ronja's jet boots flared up and shot the both of them into the sky. Harper grimaced as she saw the ground get uncomfortably far away, her arm muscles contracting Harder on instinct to make sure she wouldn't fall off, though this did have the consequence of constricting the Magia's midsection painfully. She didn't mean to, of course, but it was either that or possibly letting go of her.

And she wouldn't let go of her again.

Thinking fast, Harper brought her legs closer to her chest. Her hands were occupied keeping her stuck to Ronja, and she still needed to deal with those jet boots before Ronja managed to shake her off. And if she couldn't use her hands, her feet would have to do. Unsheathing her claws, she would dig the ones from her feet into Ronja's boot to get a good grip before straightening her legs with all her strength, eventually ripping off a chunk of metal from it and breaking the device.

"Yugam, NOW!"

Just in the nick of time too, the beastkin letting go and falling as she watched @Yugam 's assault strike down the now barely airborne Ronja.

Rolls


(Medium Armor Ability) Twice
You may perform 2 actions and 1 BA or 1 action and 2 BAs this cycle.
Harper | 1714C1


Mastery Check
2d100 (Advantage) (27, 41) + 20 + 15 = 76

Crush Weapons | Harper (Bond with Ronja) | 1714C1
Roll Result
1d100 (29) = 29

Circumstantial Bonus (Well-coordinated Teamwork) | Harper | 1714C1

Mastery Check
2d100 (Advantage) (42, 95) + 20 + 10 = 125

Crush Weapons + Nature Magic contribution check | Harper | 1714C1



Total Contribution: 259
Pursuit:
Ronja
▪ Hope: 7700/7700
▪ Forward: 692/10000
▪ Ronja: 1090/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
▪ Tetsunosuke: 872/1000
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From right beside @Ayna Nietzsche, which is probably in front of @Kamala Graham, Chrys nonchalantly landed with a loud thud. He turned to the girls with a warm smile, even waving at him, despite the fact that Ayna could just murder him right then and there for ignoring her directive. But he didn't, actually. Her directive was just no more to him, as Tetanus Kid was already saved or whatever.

"YO! Now before you get mad, your friend, Tetanus Kid, is fine. He got taken down by some kids and an old man. Easy."



It was not, in fact, easy. Or at least not as easy as Chrys was downplaying it. He didn't even see what happened. All he saw was that people were lording over what appeared to him was Tetanus Kid's body. For a split second. And then he decided that was good enough for him and joined the rest of the crew in the frontline. Look, in my defense, I'm not getting paid to babysit. Plus, I don't have all day.

The selfish God of Rocks—That's just rude, Mr. Narrator Man— then proceeded to throw himself at some machines, using the impact to throw them further back, disrupting their advance and even unnecessarily taunting them for the lulz. It's strategy, not the lulz.

"Time to sleep, children. Come to daddy!"


Taunting (711)



Rolls

Burst Attack
19d20 (8 + 17 + 10 + 3 + 13 + 19 + 1 + 18 + 18 + 4 + 16 + 18 + 19 + 4 + 15 + 5 + 14 + 2 + 16 + 11 + 6) = 237
237 damage (2 explosions)
You are Vulnerable.
Martial Arts | Chrys | 1714C1

(BA) Duelist
+40 bonus damage
when you attack an enemy in melee.
Chrys

(F) Disruptive
Your attacks deal 30 SP damage in addition to its regular damage.
Chrys

(F) Taunt
(237 * 3) = 711 threat
Chrys | Ugga Bugga

Total Forward Contribution: 237 + 40 + 30 = 307


PUSH FORWARD!
▪ Hope: 7780/7700
Forward: 3948/10000
Ronja: 1090/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
Tetsunosuke: 1000+/1000
 
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Pursuit: Ronja Bubblyfoot
Courtesy of @Chanlye

Why did they continue their pursuit?

Either they haven't died in their last encounter, thus had no reasons to back off. Or they had died, but insisted to risk a second life or perhaps even an UI-Lock just to seek for her. Regardless of the case, it hurt her. Hurt to be forced once again to fight those she loved head on. To be forced to try and eliminate them once again.

Strike by strike, Ronja's system faltered, and her consciousness flickered. They were really going all out on her, with little to no mercy.

For a moment, she also felt the rage her loved one shared with her.

She understood, that was it... She had lost the ones who truly cared for her.

Artificial tears formed, rolling down the frame of her face, as the glow of her eyes weakened. She had lost so much, but she still had to commit another sin, even if it was a last one.

For Szofrit... For the World...

If they wanted her, they would have her.

Biomagitechnological tendrils escaped from her frame, seeking to pierce every single one to pull them in like a harpoon hunter. Her 'heart' accelerated the moment her extensions were unleashed. Ka-chink-ka-chunk-ka-chink-ka-chunk.

The gears in her heart clicked, preparing for the last sin. One that she would commit, and all of them would pay for.

Out of everyone there, @Fiora Di Angelo got chain-snapped on her left eye and ear, right before it tried to stick her, to Ronja's subconscious dismay.

250 damage dealt per player * 4 = 1000 Absorbed by Hope

Immediately after the attack, however, @Harper was able to fight through the pain to wrap up the job her group had started, successfully suppressing Ronja, knocking her unconscious.

Ronja has been successfully subdued after much tribulation.


Pursuit: Tick Tock
Courtesy of @Dez

With each jump, the fused twins's lost momentum, and the carnage they delivered upon Starcalled and Landers alike lost traction as she resorted to converging dark magic and debris alike to rain hell upon them, using the bodies of the fallen as sustain for her withering carcass.

Maria staggered and lost balance, ripped out of her own portal when @Kyanna Wynne's dark magic disrupted her already unstable powers. The group assaulting her could notice the cracks across her body, her face and beneath the eyes, moreso Eva than the rest.

@Eva's grenades exploded, halting her advance as it shut down one of her legs with EMP, forcing the magia's hand into the defense. A spatial tear opening in front of her, redirecting the electric bolas towards @MAI instead.

"Soon." She replied to the white haired woman, forming a different portal behind her in a sudden change of priorities, phasing through and landing right in front of Kyanna, in an attempt to bring down the one capable of messing with the Handler's gift bestowed upon her.

250 damage dealt per player * 4 = 1000 Absorbed by Hope


Pursuit: Tetsunosuke

Tetsunosuke's troop was dispatched one by one by the group (that pursued him. In tandem, they cut through all of his strategic trickery, until there was nothing left but a face to face confrontation that ended up with an arrow wound that would kill any normal human being.

Tetsunosuke has been successfully subdued after much tribulation.



A warm energy lingered about the battlefield as the mass of energy continued to swirl, its silent hum is impalpably sickening.


Current Count
▪ Hope: 5780/7700
▪ Forward: 3948/10000
Ronja: 1090/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
Tetsunosuke: 1000+/1000
 
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Pursuit: Tick Tock

Tick Tock is fleeing through her teleport. In order to add to this track, you must succeed an expertise check (Awareness - DC 85) prior to your actions.

If unsuccessful, Tick Tock retreats to Szofrit where she will lick her wounds and join the main battle a cycle after Szofrit shows up.

In addition, if you fail to hit the required DC, you must change your objective to "Push Forward" and perform your actions as normal.

 

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Their strategy came to fruition as they begun to overwhelm Ronja, bit by bit.

Molten chains disarmed her beloved with weaponry she's never made use of before.
Harper tore and clawed through Ronja without a fault.
Luthien shut down any form of assistance they could come up with.
Yugam's deadeye proved to be the fatality they needed. Yet they got confident.

But it proved too easy, too simple, and that got her hands trembling. Something was coming, she knew it, furious gaze awaited for a counter-strike, but what she didn't expect would be the last resort Ronja would come up with: The unexpected, just the same strategy they used against her.

Her heart never ceased to beat, racing against time and life itself.
Death was around the corner...
Death was infront of her, and she ran straight towards it, if only because the mantle of the mother of machines could only last for so long wrapped around Ronja.

Her glares were reciprocated in full at a split of a second, with an object coming straight towards her. Small, slender, until it got close enough, all tracked by an eye that couldn't send the signals of an incoming omen to her muscles fast enough to dodge.

She stopped on her tracks as everything became red on her left side. Pain didn't register at first, but every nerve felt it all the same. Adrenaline pumped her veins, and just now she noticed how deaf the world had turned around her, how bloody her hands are...

"I..." She choked on her own words, before her hands reached out to pull the foreign object off her face. Her harrowing screams accompanied each pull. A piece of flesh that used to be most of an ear fell, and the bloody mechanical tendril now held the remnants of an eye.

The elf stumbled her way towards @Ronja Bubblyfoot , announced by dangling chains, heavy panting, and the blood spilling from her face, unceremoniously dropping on her knees right next to her lover, fingers carefully pushing blue bangs away from her features, if only to get a better look, something that proved to be harder with only one good eye. But it was hard to miss the Tigress who gave the finishing blow. A proper 'thank you' was to be owed...

"Harper." She swallowed down the pain, letting her eye- go back up to the tiger. "End her. All of you, end her.For Ronja, and for me. That is my last request." Her voice choked on itself, not a need to spell 'Szofrit', it should be clear enough by now.

Fiora finally lifted her princess once again, only now she felt undeserving of that honor. Hate grasped her heart like steel, but she knew better than to act upon it. Not now, when it felt so long since she last saw that peaceful look on Ronja's eyes.

And after final pieces were said from everyone involved, begun to flee south, far away from the ship, far away from everything, with Ronja nestled against her body as she desperately looked over for the few who could extract her out of there safely...

@Yugam @Luthien @Raid Boss @Harper

[Unless stopped by DM's shenanigans. Fiora and Ronja are leaving the scene this cycle.]
 
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Here she was again. This time she was in the thick of it, much to her dismay. She whipped her head around when a sudden movement caught her attention and was relieved to see that it was just another fighter racing past her. She cooled herself with a breath, focusing on the task at hand. This was her chance to make an impression on some of the more notable starcalled, she had to do well. Her future plans depended on it.

More importantly; These mechanical bastards! Her twisted inner expression snarled in fury. the more she learned about what was really happening, with these corrupted Magia and all that had occurred before she'd even known an event like this was taking place, it pissed her off. How dare they! This was her paradise and they were hell-bent on ripping it to pieces and turning it into a husk of its former self. She couldn't tolerate it.

She kept her serene mask up as she strode near the rear of the fighting, occasionally helping up a wounded soldier and pushing them towards the back to be treated. She didn't have time to stop and help each and every one of them, but she did her best. Her attention was more on the health bars of the others in the group. She frowned at the lines, going through the names and watching health go up and down. How many freaking players were here anyway?

A name jumped out at her and she froze, @Hanno Futaba . She clicked her tongue inwardly. That idiot! Of course he'd throw himself forward as a party tank! Typical. She tried to spot him from where she was standing but there was too much going on from the ground level to even think about line of sight. She sighed, if she didn't owe him... No! She paid her debts! Fine! But this better be damn worth it in the long term! She spread her black wings and with a flourish launched into the air, a hail of attacks whizzing by her. A small cut on her cheek informed her that she was putting herself in a lot of danger.

She scanned the area quickly but it wasn't hard to spot the cheeky shieldbearer. She flapped her wings hard and darted forward, slamming to a stop behind him and holding up her spear to block a flailing attack from one of the magia coming at his side.

"Hanno!" She shouted, "I've got you!"

With that she broke into her healing hymn, holding out her hand and focusing it on the back of the warrior. She pushed, pouring willpower into the song as it flared to life around his body. She felt weakness wash over her again and tsked inwardly. Damn it.

Rolls


Expertise Check
1d100 (40) + 0 + 15 = 55 (Fail!)
Awareness | Attia Patal | 1714c1

Power Heal
2d20 EX (3 + 6 + 1 + 7) + 5 + 5 + 15 = 42 (0 explosions)
+42 HP to @Hanno Futaba
You are Vulnerable.
Harmonic Magic | Attia Patal | 1714c1


The Frontline Hold
▪ Hope: 5832/7700
▪ Forward: 3948/10000
Ronja: 1090/1000
▪ Tick Tock: 751/1000
Tetsunosuke: 1000+/1000
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