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

Wolfram Schwarzschild · Feb 12, 2023

109 / 125

Super Vulnerable
+99 HP from @Vina Skysong
-100 HP from Evoke
+85 HP from @Vina Skysong

Wolfram felt his innards burning inside him after drinking that potion; he should have anticipated what it could do before trying it out. Sure it gave him lots of power, but the side effects were terrible. Fortunately, as he was pondering on what organs were inoperable and before he could find something that could do with it, he then heard some music nearby, and all of a sudden, his organs, as if being awoken from the slumber of death, woke up as if nothing had happened to them. He then turned towards the source of the music (@Vina Skysong) to thank her, but his enhanced perception as a beastman ticked him on something dangerous. Indeed, as he then looked and smelled around, he then picked up on a metal wolf charging towards their direction. It was a large one, and Wolfram had no time informing her of that threat, as he charged forward with a black presence surrounding him.

"Thank you for healing me, but I hope you might forgive me for wasting it so quickly!" He shouted as he moved towards the front of the foxwoman as he charged towards the wolf. Still clad with the black aura, he then unleashed it towards the wolf as he charged, the momentum from which then stopped the wolf on its tracks with some damage. Not content with this, he then unleashed a double roundhouse kick and then tried to finish it off with an axe kick from his right leg, but after he did those, he still found the wolf struggling to stand up. He needed to borrow more power to finish it off, and so, although he knew that it will be dangerous, he drank yet another gulp of the potion so that he couldunslacken his body for yet another attack. Once he did, he then felt power coursing through him as the black aura raged deeper around him, as he also felt more pain from his muscles as if they rejected being overworked. Knowing that he might not take long, he then delivered an uppercut aided with the black aura towards the jaw of the wolf, and then finished it off with yet another axe kick, finally planting it immobile under the ground under his boots. After he had finally done the deed, and relished everything about it, he then heard yet another melody, and then his muscles that were once unresponsive became supple once again. But still, his mind was too exhausted to give out a proper reply. He hped that he will get more opportunities for that later.

Rolls

(Medium Armor Ability) Twice You may perform 2 actions and 1 BA or 1 action and 2 BAs this cycle.
Wolfram Schwarzschild | 1714C2

Reckless Attack 3d100 (38 + 36 + 63) + 0 + 0 = 137
137 damage
Martial Arts | Wolfram Schwarzschild | 1714C2

Reckless Attack 3d100 (12 + 93 + 43) + 0 + 0 = 148
148 damage
Martial Arts | Wolfram Schwarzschild | 1714C2

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

(BA) Exceed
You may perform a non-special action. -100 HP
Evoke | Wolfram Schwarzschild

Wild Attack 2d100 (95 + 47) + 0 = 142
142 damage
Martial Arts | Wolfram Schwarzschild | 1714C2

137 + 148 + 142 + 5 = 432 total damage

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Play Sheet Link

Yugam · Feb 12, 2023

Three of the rescuers remained to continue fighting alongside their compatriots. Find a way, push through. Something that to help put an end to the madness that was war. It seemed, however, that the magia intended to put an end to the fighting themselves, and with it, the Starcalled.

The burst of light tore through the ranks of the Astoreans and Travellers alike, leaving behind a smoldering trail of ashes where those unlucky enough to be caught in the blast had been turned to cinders. Yugam wasn't afforded more than a single moment of shock and surprise before the lasers and bullets zipping past his face forced him to return to the fray.

"Guys, there's a path! We can reach Szofrit… we can reach Emm!!!" Luthien's shouting drew Yugam's gaze as he took cover behind some rubble. "There's no time to explain, you'll have to trust me—us—but there's a way across this warzone!" The elf looked to Harper, a hand on her shoulder as she entrusted the groups progress and protection to her.

"...How about you explain on the way?" Vargold said, "I'll watch our backs."

Yugam nodded to all three. Was his trust in the elf ever in question to begin with? He'd have jumped into the fiery pits of hell at so much as her word.

Another voice then called out to the man by name, drawing Yugam's attention as a familiar red-head approached him. "Zel?" Yugam called back with a note of surprise. "I thought you dropped off the face of the earth!" The Hunter hadn't heard from the Pyromancer in quite a while. But there was no time for happy reunions right now. "I have my flame and twin swords if you've got a plan." Yugam cracked the his first smile of the entire fucked up day.

"You ever see Dragon Ball Z?" the Hunter asked. "Perfect. Luth, point us in the right direction and get clear. Zel, drop one big fuckin' Kamehameha on their metal asses, and I'll take care of the rest."

Yugam repositioned himself behind Zelrius, the bandages around his arm falling into the dirt. "Alright, let 'er rip, Zel."

The ball of fire grew between the man's hand, larger and larger in size, until with a great booming sound, Zelrius launched a pillar of fire in Luthien's indicated direction, searing away anything that threatened that groups progress.

And now it was Yugam's turn. The blood dripping off the man's arm suddenly sprang to life wrapping around his arm, his rifle, all the way to the end of the barrel. The trigger was pressed, and the gun went off. Blood trailed from the bullet in a long thin line as it traveled through the center of Zelrius' attack, bubbling and boiling. Tendrils broke away from the core, lancing out of the pillar of fire, lashing out with flame and blood at whatever survived the core attack, until, finally, both blood and fire met their termination point, and a massive explosion shook the earth beneath their feet.

"What are we waiting for? Let's move!"

Multi Attack
1d100 (63) + 25 + 25 + 25 &
1d100 (60) + 25 + 25 [ ( + 25 ) * 0.5 ]
261 damage
You are Vulnerable.
Weapon Arts | Yugam | 1714C2

Hope [2220/7700]
Forward [11274/10000]

Play Sheet

@Luthien | @Ash Vargold | @Zelrius | @Rael | @Asher

Bradwynne · Feb 12, 2023

227 / 200

~~Super Vulnerable~~ (demoted to Vulnerable by @Ueno Mizuki's Protect)
+22 HP from @Attia Patal's heal (added to Overheal)

As he then saw that all of the wounds of those nearby him were all healed, he then sighed in relief. At least he had done his job, so he could see for himself what was currently happening. Although the current situation had subsided, there were still some indications of a rampage of machines that was currently happening here. The sight of grievous injuries and gruesome deaths among some of those who participated in the attacks were a grim sight to behold; although he was now used to seeing this in his long time being in this world of perpetual warzone, it was still both a sobering and traumatizing experience for him. But at least, as the humanoids were gaining ground in this war, still shouting out rousing war cries as they pushed forward. This sight would have roused many a person seeing this spectacle of hope amongst despair, shouting out their own in admiration, and this avalanche of morale might not be stopping sooner.

He was lost in his own thoughts until he heard the person who he had healed recently @Attia Patal proceeded to heal him using her own harmonic magic, and then he felt something that felt like vines were entangling him, but not in the process of choking him out but protecting him. As he looked towards the caenis who had used this spell (@Ueno Mizuki), he then realized that they were still in a war that was not yet over, and so he then steeled his mind into pushing on. He then told the two as he smiled, "Damn, you caught me contemplating there. Rest assured, I would do the same to you if you were also caught in a trance. War after all, devours those who were unaware as someone really hungry devours a good cheesesteak."

Rolls

Narrative Post

Play Sheet

Zelrius · Feb 12, 2023

200 / 200

Butterflies...?

With a massive show of force, and an almost anime-like bang, Zelrius and @Yugam had pulled together that combo attack. Unable to stop himself from enthusiastically declaring "Hell yea!" when the latter had asked him if he knew what the signature move of a specific spikey black haired main character from only one of the most prominent forms of media to grace the earth was. Having drawn his arms back, and focusing a ball into it, letting the fire smolder and simmer. Generating immense heat as more weight was given to its compressed, spherical size. Before he took a step, and lunged forward, hands out to create a sort of catalyst for which the energy to cone through.

They had broken through. The wannabe-hero reached his sleeve up, sword still in hand. Wiping the beading, cold sweat and accumulation of soot and dirt away. His gaze levelled, scanning the battlefield.

A hint of blue, and Zelrius could feel his heart leap. Swarming around his friend @Aerial was an entire colony of "Butterflies...?". The moment seemed to drag on. The very faint feeling of familiarity beginning to lock the edges of his mind. The feeling was strange, a wash of soothing calm. Like the feeling someone got when they first walked back into the door of their home after a long trip. [/COLOR]

Blue eyes scanned for the source, finding where it was the pockets of the soft insects had resonated from. An Elf, pink of hair carefully attending to the snake-girl.

@Rael. He had met her before, in dungeons. She had given him wings once. Twice? He thought about her eyes. Compelled forward by equal parts curiosity, and seeking comfort, the trying-phoenix got closer to her. His irises focused, making small flits to watch for any changes in expression, or for coming enemies seeking to ruin a moment of concentration for Zelrius. He needed to get her attention, to keep it from being too awkward.

"Always playing doctor, huh?" a jest, given the fact that supportive elf always seemed to be on healing duty. "Support players don't get enough thanks. Of course, some are more into the degrading part of it. Still - thank you." Something half way between an awkward mumble and bad joke to break some of the ice. Were they friends? Was there a need to be so formal? It didn't matter. All he wanted right now was for her attention to turn, and to have eye contact. Selfish as this goal and way of obtaining it was.

NARRATIVE POST

Alcea · Feb 12, 2023

160 / 160

+80 from @Bradwynne

Alcea didn't really know what happened. One moment, she was playing bodyguard for the vanguards, making sure that they could let loose without being killed by an errant strike. The next, @Toko put up a giant stone barrier and she was flying through the air as a giant beam devastated their ranks.

Head spinning and dazed, Alcea could barely stagger to her feet before more blasts tore through the group. Knocked down once again, she managed to snap out of her daze as a wave of rejuvenating energy got her ready to fight again.

Glancing at the few mirror shards floating around her, she picked one out at random. This time, an axe of blue, swirling cosmic energy formed in her hands. It was a solid enough plan, to meet overwhelming force with overwhelming force.

Taking a look around the battlefield, spotted a beastfolk boy fighting recklessly with his bare hands. She blinked at the sense of deja vu before snapping back into action. She charged alongside him, focusing on intercepting attacks and only striking back when it was safe to do so.

Rolls

(BA) Auto Assist
+15 to attacks, heals, buffs, checks, contributions, and saves.
Alcea

(Light Armor Ability) Surge
Pick one then copy and paste your choice:
→ +25 to any Xd20 or Xd100 rolls
~~→ +2~~ haste or movement per AR
→ Revive 1 visible allies
→ +6 to inspire

Protect
1d100 (99) + 10 + 5 + 15 + 25 = 154
154 damage
Give 1 ally within range the Protected State
Astramancy | Alcea | 1714C2

Protecting @Wolfram Schwarzschild

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Schilva Flasch · Feb 12, 2023

Relieved of his duty by @Zelrius' timely assistance, Schilva could afford to jump back and take a much-needed breather, finding the strength of will to jab back at @Aerial's callback to better times.

That so? Well, you got the heroic bit right. Wish Twin Turbo Kai Ni was here though, eh.

As best though he tried to appear casual, there was no place for weakness or lacking attention on the battlefield. That brief exchange was as much breathing room as Schilva would get before the Magia horde closed in.

Tch. Can't catch a break.

As a contingent of mechanoids intent on turning his innards into outards recalculated their route towards him, Schilva turns his blade towards the thronging machines, a sudden gale kicking up to whip his robes and hair up in a dramatic flurry. Drawing himself up into a calculated stance as ley-tainted lightning lances down the tip of his katana, arcing to the ground, the air with which the normally comedically cocky swordsman carried himself changes in an instant.

I see, so that's how it is. No matter...

His hand slowly drops to rest on the grip of his second sword. The static winds swirl ever stronger. Starlight falls from the smoke-darkened skies, a path tracing a refuge of safety from the heat of battle. But Schilva Flasch had no need of such things, not now.

Thank you, whoever it is that lays guidance at my feet. But fear not for the unparalleled Godspeed Blade.

Remaining frozen in his stance, waiting patiently for a cue only he knew, Schilva is quickly surrounded by the hostile Magia that descend upon him at once. No doubt his resistance against the elite unit that engaged Aerial had drawn their attention; but that was one, and they were many. He stood no chance, the numbers and odds were both weighted against him in the extreme-

...finally. I've been waiting to try this one.

The edges of Schilva's eyes crinkle ever so slightly with a smirk.

Then, he is gone.

❰ NOW, DIE ❱

Almost too fast for the naked eye to track, Schilva unsheathes his blade and releases an incantation with the scraping of steel from scabbard. Were @Erick Stryker to pay attention at that moment, they would see a rudimentary mass chronomancy field spring into being; crude and wasteful, but effective just long enough for Schilva to activate his skill.

Such was the energy being released that Schilva's form, if seen through Investigation Mode, would seem to glow like a tracer bullet ricocheting through the momentarily altered timespace around him. Not even one whose gaze had been trained upon the spot where he had stood moments ago could say when exactly he had begun to move, but now-

The teeming foes before him fall like wheat before a scythe, broken scrap and split plating flying into the air like chaff on the wind. Compared to the speed of the attacks that rend through their ranks over and over, what little the time-dilated Magia could do to retaliate effect as much good as if they were merely assailing thin air.

His blades blurred from two into four, six, ten and ever more, raining blows down one after the other until the cacophony of ringing metal filled the battlefield. Drowned out by the din, the twin whistling katanas dedicate their symphony solely to their wielder, their master, the fastest swordsman to ever live and grace the scorching earth he treads upon, even as the killing radiance of the God-Searing Light illuminates all;

KNOW AND FEAR ME, MACHINES - I, MASTER OF THE GODSPEED SLASH, DIVINE KENGO, ONE WHOSE EVIL-RENDING BLADE EXCISES ALL WORLDLY EVIL: SCHILVA FLASCH!

Rolls

~~(Light Armor Ability) Surge~~
→ +75 to any Xd20 or Xd100 rolls

(BA) Duelist
+30 bonus damage when you attack an enemy in melee.

(F) Risky
Before rolling, convert your non-mr/wr modifiers.
Each +13 becomes an extra d20 and each +50 becomes an extra d100.

Burst Attack
15d20 (16 + 13 + 7 + 18 + 2 + 13 + 2 + 19 + 4 + 6 + 4 + 2 + 12 + 6 + 13 + 10) + 25 = 172
172 damage (1 explosions)
Roll Result
10d20 (4 + 2 + 3 + 15 + 19 + 1 + 20 + 3 + 5 + 13) = 85
RISKY BURST
Roll Result
2d20 (7 + 17) = 24
RISKY BURST EXPLOSIONS

172 + 85 + 24 (-25 from sacrificed Momentum passive) = 256 damage
Schilva is Vulnerable.
Dynamism | Schilva Flasch | 24686C2

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Playsheet

Raid Boss · Feb 12, 2023

The God Searing Light dispersed the third shot, after which, it began to spin down into a low hum that continued to reverberated through the warzone.

Hope has prevailed, and with that, the bloody push Forward resumed.

Locked Hope: 2066/7700
After God Searing Light: 683/7700

Roll Result
25d100 (71 + 96 + 65 + 3 + 3 + 20 + 59 + 94 + 91 + 42 + 21 + 29 + 83 + 66 + 81 + 7 + 98 + 43 + 28 + 92 + 30 + 51 + 49 + 64 + 97) = 1383
Hope Crusher

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Wolfram Schwarzschild · Feb 12, 2023

109 / 125

Super Vulnerable (demoted to Vulnerable by @Alcea's Protect)

As Wolfram was too distracted by the opponent before him, he did not see the person who was fighting alongside him. But he felt something was off: he was not known that much by his strength nor his martial ability, yet his fight against the metallic hordes was progressing seamlessly. Too seamless, in fact. He wondered if it was the effect of the potion that he drank; that he had manifested great fighting acumen with the potion. But as he had finished off the metallic wolf before him and had come to his normal senses, he then noticed yet another person nearby (@Alcea), who was not there even before he charged at the metallic wolf. As he then saw the faint glow surrounding her, he then remembered something: he saw that same faint glow as he fought, enabling him to dodge a number of the metallic wolf's attacks before finally bringing it down.

That information in mind, Wolfram then came towards the woman, and then said with a beaming smile, "I did not know what you did back there, but somehow your magic made me dodge all of that wolf's attacks! Thank you, you're a lifesaver!" But as he said that, he then remembered the fox woman (@Vina Skysong) who had continually saved his body from complete deterioration with the magic in her music. He then turned towards the person with that same smile, and then said, "You too, sister! You had saved my life countless times while I was suffering from the potion I drank! Somehow, your music had reached every single part of my body and woke them up from death! Thank you, really!"

Rolls

Narrative Post

Rael · Feb 12, 2023

"Rael, over here!!!"

Rael and Asher would barely have enough time to catch their breaths as they finally chanced upon those they had been trying to find amidst the chaos, respite taken for granted as no sooner had they arrived at the scene, did another begin to unfold.

She found @Luthien and @Ash Vargold first, the elation characteristic of such a reunion marred by her inability to display such, instead replaced by gestures as her hands found their forearms, tugging lightly at their clothes in greeting.

Trust asked for would be trust given.

Hadn't she been the same ever since the beginning of the fight?

"Wha-... Where are we going?!"

Bullets flew past them, limiting the time for social exchanges and pleasantries. Her previously summoned butterflies flocked to her aid, deterring the projectiles from reaching nearby targets and dissipating in exchange.

Further beyond, the hunter @Yugam stood beside one redheaded knight, @Zelrius, along with the only figure she didn't know amongst their number, @Harper. Together as a unit, they took to Luthien's word and carved for themselves a path through which to advance behind enemy lines, shouts exchanged between all, but she, even in her slow advance, struggled with even knowing where to begin.

"Wait, you need to understand! This needs to be stopped! Dissonance, it's... Nngh!"

She winced, straining to keep herself from recoiling as another handful of butterflies was shot down from the air. Her warning, her plea for aid, laid to rest at the tip of her tongue, would never make it in time as one by one, the group started their advance.

All except but the same knight responsible for the embers that laid machines to rest.

He knew her from events briefly shared between one another, passing interactions, and battle cries sung in unison at existence's edge. She knew him far more intimately, for her memories were the ones to remain intact. The broken knight, afraid to pick up the sword in spite of his wishes to deliver salvation and hope unto others; the wounded bird, afraid to leave its cage because it was all it ever knew.

"We all do what we can, and what we must."

Even when rendered bereft of emotions, there was no concealing the weight those memories bore as she looked at him for but a split second, like a reflex.

"What are we waiting for? Let's move!"

The hunter yelled and the Storyteller sprung into motion, feet planted upon the scorched earth and her steps quick, decisive. Forcefully did she seize the wrist of the phoenix knight and the white-haired beastfolk at her side, urging them onwards along with her. They would not be left behind.

"Zelrius, they need you at the front! Asher, protect our backs, make sure we are not followed. I'll soothe our wounds, now go!"

@Asher @Zelrius @Harper @Yugam @Luthien @Ash Vargold
Interaction Post

Pandora* · Feb 12, 2023

Theme

...

At last, the origin of the skyward leylines, Inner Dragonhead.

The Starcalled gathered in mass. Their numbers are not as large as they once were. Death, conflict, and fear ruined the game for many. Only those with...certain kinds of interests or circumstances remained. The God Searing Light measures up to its name. A weapon claiming to damage the gods themselves, used against mere mortals. Yet the ones that arrived were not to be underestimated.

The enemy they faced made everything prior seem like child's play. Even veterans with years of experience while UI Locked were hard-pressed to stand against the magia menace. Indeed, it was as if the game had been given an update that broke all logic of the prior established world. Machines, dissonance, demonic insects, the assimilation of the human psyche into that of NPC machines.

The limits of the Starcalled may have finally been reached. Their story and their part in the world nearing its end. Even Trinity had nothing to say for this battle to come. No cheers, no announcements, nothing. The days of mind-controlled NPC soldiers fighting for a paranoid NPC King were long gone. Such simpler times.

They came.

A figure appeared upon the neck of the Dragon, Sleek steel and a slender physique. Two long silhouettes spread out and then came the resonance of an angel.

A song to put struggle to rest and accept finality.
As the origin dictates, so too must a fated gear perform.
This was the eve of the end...

Lights formed drawn into the sky, many circular runes gathering energy from beyond the clouds. All that the figure was, was a weapon to be used and wielded as the user saw fit. Each vibrated in synch with the voice.

The clouds parted and the bloody angel became more visible.
The wings of blades
Their color stained in blood.

Nearly as red as the deep pulsating crimson of the egg high above the war-worn earth. Basking in the God Searing Light. As if it were Mars orbiting the Sun.

A power here was familiar, to what certain Starcalled once felt. When their potential broke some unseen limit and Terrasphere glitched. That which bypassed all calculations of the Calculator and broke the logic of what is possible much like the foe they sought. Those Starcalled were stricken with familiarity even if their eyes failed them in the madness their souls did not.

"You should not have come here. I told you not to be stupid. You did not follow my directive. You are far more stupid than any human has a right to be. Now it's too late. This course is set. αlpha will win."

Sirens sounded in terrible resonance
If the Starcalled thought that the Mother of Machines, Szofrit, would be alone...

They were DEAD.wrong.

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Result

Hope has prevailed once more!
You have reached Inner Dragonhead before the Red Egg hatches.
All hindered targets saved. No one will be given a penalty.
A plan to spare Szofrit has been hatched.

Phase 2 Preparation

You may rebuild your Build Sheet.
All armor abilities have been refreshed.
HP count remains as it is in Phase 1 (Cycle 2).
If you select a new action that increases your HP, increase both your max and your current HP.
All statuses (vuln/prot/mitigation) have been cleared as you will get to act first.
All Sphera mechanics will be present in Phase 2.

Mark your calendar, Starcalled.
Phase 2 begins in 3 days.

Asch · Feb 12, 2023

Extra Note on Phase 2

The difficulty rating for this battle set at EXTREME.
You may quit the thread by running away so long as you have not receive a killing blow and before you act for the cycle.
Deaths and revives are expected for this battle.

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

Wolfram Schwarzschild

Yugam

❮ Pathfinder ❯

Bradwynne

❮ Blade of Hope ❯

Zelrius

❮ Ale King ❯

Alcea

❮ God's Exceed ❯

Schilva Flasch

Raid Boss

❮ Narrator ❯

Wolfram Schwarzschild

Rael

❮ Lore Seeker ❯

Pandora*

❮ Narrator ❯

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