Complete Main Story Vintergard (S4) Steel In Discord: Actress Again

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Cycle 3 - Mechanics


X̶͇̮̃Ş̷̰̰̜̋-̵̰̘͋̒͂͘EVE
Seeker of God


❰ 535 / 1000 ❱
❰ 1236 / 2000 ❱


E.X.O. Code: 8̷̠͕̰͂͒͜3̸̛͉̎̽͛3̵̘̟̱̔5̴̝̈́̃̇̅5̴̢͖̭̔̀́b̷͉̜͊̚4̴͎̎͠a̴͔͌̒5̵̘̆͝c̴͇̯͝9̷̲̮̤͍͆b̷̡͉͉͚̑̍4̷̛͌̅ͅc̶̹̿̈́̏̅5̷̻̼̝͂̈́̿b̴̧̉̌̓̂7̴̞̪̓̀ą̶̛͍͖͚̆ḅ̴̡̧̜͑͗͝͝3̸̧̝̬̾̉̎5̶̨͍̉ͅ8̴͙̻͎̐͋̎ä̷̲8̸͕͚̳́1̸̢͔͖͂͑ẹ̷̹̔̓͒͂0̵͔͓̗͌6̸̫̈́̊̀f̷̠̐͗͐͑0̵̡̣̘̈̊̀ḍ̴̹̓͛̕6̴̜̳͙̍

Double: Takes 2 Actions per cycle.

Adaption 1: Takes half damage when attacked with any action used prior
Example: Player 1 and 2 use Hinder on XS-EVE=Half Damage } Player 1 uses Hinder and Player 2 uses U.-on XS EVE=Full Damage..

Spatial Disorder: When passing through or ending your turn within 1 ring of zones around XS-EVE, your movement becomes 1 and all rolls are at disadvantage.

Those with Astramancy or Chronomancy in their builds can roll a 100 Will save to bypass this effect.
When under 50% SP this ability is reduced to XS-EVE's zone.
Canceled when SP is 0
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Oribtal Weaponry: Every cycle XS-EVE's attack drones take on different formations and shapes. This changes her attack and defensive capabilities. As XS-EVE's SP drops, her weapons are destroyed. Any AoE or Splash Damage dealt to XS-EVE is converted to SP damage. At 50% SP threshold, the formation shifts automatically mid-cycle. These weapons can be regenerated every cycle via a BA, restoring her SP by varying amounts.

▶️ Wing Formation:
  • Deals 1 flat point of retal for every 10 SP remaining to all attacks dealt outside 1 ring of XS-EVE. Only attacks on XS-EVE or her Weapons (SP) trigger this.
  • Deals 20 flat retal damage to any main action used outside 1 ring of XS-EVE. Only triggers when not damaging XS-EVE.
  • Whenever retal is dealt to you, take 1 stack of Bleeding.
  • Sharp Edge: All retal dealt is x3 against nat 1s. Any d100 attack or support die can trigger this). This replaces nat 1 events.
  • Indignant Zephyr: Usable in the damage phase. A multi-line horizontal aoe attack.
Ring Formation:
  • Deals 1 flat point of retal for every 10 SP remaining to all attacks dealt within 1 ring of XS-EVE. Only attacks on XS-EVE or her Weapons (SP) trigger this.
  • Deals 20 flat retal damage to any main action used within 1 ring of XS-EVE. Only triggers when not damaging XS-EVE.
  • Whenever retal is dealt to you, take 1 stack of Bleeding.
  • Sharp Edge: All retal dealt is x3 against nat 1s. Any d100 attack or support die can trigger this. This replaces nat 1 events.
  • Vorpal Argetlam: Usable in the damage phase. A multi-ring aoe attack.


  • HP and SP for this enemy count down.
  • This enemy's AI seems Normal.
  • Taunt; Threat Level of your attacks is x5 if you have any <Dissonant Tag> on your equipment.
  • Movement: 2
  • Location: D-3



ORIGIN MATRIX
Hyperdimensional Incubator


❰ 915 / 1000 ❱
❰ ?̸̬͐?̵̯̚?̸͊͜?̶̫̂?̶̣̋ / ?̸̬͐?̵̯̚?̸͊͜?̶̫̂?̶̣̋ ❱

Assembly Index Zero

SP regenerates at a fast rate every cycle. Every time it is full in the damage phase, the matrix releases another set of M.Amalgamations.



Battle Map



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Map Details

  • Default start position is any zone in rows 6 and 7.
  • Palace Floors: (Normal Terrain) A color close to that of gold, fitting one of the Astorean King's nicknames. However, there is no gold here. Only decay and reminders of the hubris of the players of old.
  • Royal Carpet:(Normal Terrain) The carpets are tread upon by many a diplomat to visit the King. Now rotted and worthless.
  • Various Obstructions: (Difficult Terrain) Piles of Magia junk, downed pillars, etc.
  • Matrix Overflow: (Impassible Terrain) The world itself shall be lost in the Matrix.
  • Graviton Zone: Difficult Terrain and Reflex are halved within 1 ring of the Graviton zone. Take 20 damage in the damage phase if you end your turn in the Graviton itself (purple zone). If you choose to move into the purple zone, it costs 0 movement. Astramancy users of C or above are unaffected by the Difficult Terrain.



Your Soul Shines In The Darkness

Unlock Your Potential
Starcalled Level 1


<<OVERSOUL>>
2302

For every 300 HP damage dealt to any amount of enemies, this gauge increases by 0.1. On your turn, you can consume set amounts of oversoul to immediately gain the matching Free Action (this is stackable off a BA) effect below. Whenever a teammate is Killed/KO'ed the gauge drops by 0.3 points. It is said that there may be ways to increase gauge fill rate, and strengthen your options depending on the Starcalled's progress in the world.

This gauge carries over into future cycles.
All advantages granted to Critical hit are only 1d100.

0.1 Enhance:
+10 Modifier to next roll (checks, attacks, saves etc).
0.2 Chain: Combine one of your next Standard actions with one tagged ally's next Standard Action of the same type (Attack, Defense, Support). Giving both actions Advantage. Must target the same enemy/ally or enemies/allies if aoe.
0.3 Fortify: Negates your current Vulnerable state. Does not work on Super Vulnerable.
0.5 Unite: Combine one of your Special Actions with one tagged ally's next Special Action of the same type (Attack, Defense, Support). Giving both actions Advantage. Must target the same enemy/ally or enemies/allies if aoe.
0.7: Fate Turner: Negate a Nat 1 that has occurred on your turn. Beware denying a set fate may make the next meeting with destiny much worse. This stacks...
1.0 OVERSOUL:
[Locked]




  • (S4) Steel In Discord: Actress Again
    From Hymn to War


    Thread Rules

    • (Playsheet) Use and link a playsheet. Newest Playtest Packet is in play.
    • (Word Count) 700 not including code (I love you, fancy peeps).
    • (Post Speed) For this event, please post within an hour of your roll or you will forfeit your turn. The cycle will update approximately every 48 to 60 hours. Sooner if all posts finish early.​
    • (Fluid Time) Each character gets 1 post per cycle. There is no set posting order. Retroactive healing and protection are allowed. Retroactive buffing is prohibited.​
    • (Post Template) Please do not alter the [action*][/action*] and enemy/objective tracking portion of your post. These elements must be displayed as is at all times.​
    • (Comms) Any communication can be done either by making a private comms thread or posting in the event's official comms thread.
    • (Rolls) All rolls must be done in the #event-rolls channel. For this event, please post within an hour of your roll or you will forfeit your turn (yes, this rule is in two bullet points to stress its importance).​
    • (Thread Code) 1495C3


  • Vangaurd Poisition and Starcalled Development

    • At the cost of 20 HP you may start anywhere in row 5.
    • Red Fever was completed however these enemies are elites of the Magia forces and you do not have enough experience to maintain the Magia Slayer effect. Add +10 flat damage to all of your attacks (after modifiers).

    Fated Moment: Origin Matrix and XS-EVE


    Narrative Action: If you are able to end the Godless Hymn, you may make roll a Presence check against XS-EVE along with any dialogue you'd like to add. This may bring about battle interactions now found in the actual thread however it is highly unlikely to influence the cycle in any way.

    If you possess Astramancy, Harmonics, or Magitech, add +5 per MR in one of these. If you have all three you roll with advantage.


    Fated Moment: Origin Matrix and XS-EVE


    Objectives: Divergence is at hand. The order that these objectives are cleared will impact the story development of the remaining cycles and ultimately this event's conclusion. You have enough Energy and supplies to finish this by the end of Cycle 5!
    • Eliminate all minion Magia.
    • Eliminate XS-EVE
    • Eliminate the Origin Matrix



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XS-EVE. 1236/2000 HP | 535/1000 SP

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[action][Move]
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Origin Matrix. ?????/????? HP | 915/1000 SP

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Tick Tock

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With the brutal onslaught of the songtress came the drums of war and no longer the solemn hymn, announced by the brutality with which EVE dispatched the frontliners and sent them back into a gravitational lock to get them still. It didn't stop Tock from dragging herself into the zone willingly, forced to drag her limbs across the floor, crawl to reach the fallen and the ones still reeling and gasping for their lives. Despite her being numb to pain by design, Tock still felt the damage at her innards, affecting the clockwork within her that allowed voice to come out of her, and as such, it became a distorted mess of high and low frequencies.

"B-B-e-bBEStieee, Tick-Ti-Tic-said no drinks if y-drinks if you die-DIE!" The twin stretched out her hand, segmented ivory fingers wiggling over the air as they tried to reach out to @Seigi Ling Ling, her gaze adverting and instead landing on the flagbearer himself, who had suffered a lesser fate compared to Hanno, Tetsu and the punchy heroine. "Teaa-amam fffffffffflag! Team flflaggg!" Sparks busted out from the joints between her limbs, the weight forced her to shut off all functions from her movement system, leaving the poor spider to use half of it's power output and focus it on the upper body if only to keep dragging herself towards the group, right now towards @Hanno Futaba, in a futile attempt to help him lift himself back up with as little strength as her frail arms could muster. Yet her high spirits for Team Flag are not about to die this easily. They can gush out a punch as hard as they can take it.

Tick wasn't the one at focus as blades begun to take shape and aim to finish off what EVE herself started, and thus the opportunity to pounce on the corrupted Magia came, phasing into existence from point A to point B, merely a trick of the eye to give her the element of surprise and wrap her hands around the handle of that platinum axe EVE wielded, crafted out of corpses and life of their fellow mechanical brothers and sisters.

"Tick can help you find god!" Her voice struggled between groans and the pull that came with trying to keep EVE from even using the weapon, dark tendrils slithered through her finger tips all over to the axehead. It begun to melt it away, deteriorate it's edge at the very least to blunt the weapon. It would make it less of a tool for carnage at the very least. "Our savior, our mother. They have abandoned us. Look around you, all these poor sad Magia you just murdered, deliciously cold blooded at it too. They are broken, corrupted." Her eyes momentarily redirected themselves to the defiance of reality that is the Forge, the Matrix: the core of their problems, and perhaps the solution, and a source of power for someone capable to snatch it away.

"Just like you. Your integrity has been compromised. Your directive has been altered. Stablish your own directives, put down the corpse axe and we will help. Take it from Tick, your fellow magia!" Reasoning felt like the most unlikely option to work. But there's no lose nor shame in lying your way through, besides buying time and causing some existencial crisis on a conflicted robot with mother issues. Perhaps a mirror is all it takes to let EVE see just how broken she is and chop off her own head!


Rolls


Movement: A4 > C3

Hinder
1d100 (43) + 0 + 0 + 10 = 53
53 SP damage

Illusion Magic | Tick Tock | 1495c3

(BA) Splash Damage| Dark Magic B | Tick Tock
Deal 2d20 Splash to all enemies adjacent to your target.
Roll Result
2d20 (19 + 8) = 27 SP damage

Expertise Check

1d100 (86) + 0 = 86

Presence talk no jutsu| Tick Tock | 1495C3


10 Flat SP damage from red fever clearing

XS-EVE. 1236/2000 HP | 472/1000 SP
Origin Matrix. ?????/????? HP | 888/1000 SP
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Chrys

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216 / 270
Location: D4
-48 HP from Ring Formation Retal
-10 HP from Bleeding
Bleeding: 2
VULNERABLE


Chrys clenched his jaw after watching his comrades get manhandled by the non-man handler of whatever that thing was behind it. He can't loot their bodies if they're floating up there! Who knows what else the damn machine would do? Melt everything valuable and slurp it up like some of these players do cheap booze and ramen in real life on a lazy Sunday afternoon because they have no loved ones to cook for them? That's just sad! And very wasteful!

Swift as a coursing river, and with all the force of a great typhoon, Chrys weathered the storm of the robot's protective drones as he made his way to her, dragging the unnecessarily heavy Claymore of the First Loyalist (Greatsword) right behind his cute butt. Once he was between the robomama (or papa, he doesn't care) and his floating comrades, Chrys sneered and addressed the head honcho of this here parts.

"Hello there. We haven't been formally introduced. My name is Levi. You killed my father. Prepare to die."


Chrys lifted his massive greatsword in the air, the greatest, ready to clobber the villain with absolute justice, but then thought about something important:

"...wait, a little bit of a personal question but I figured there's no better time to ask, so: Do you guys actually die? Or do you just get shut down? You know what? Close enough."


Planting his tiny average-sized feet on the ground, he used the claymore to crush the earth before him, manifesting his Thousand Sparkling Gold through his Auric Geomancy and willing jagged shards of rock and stone to rise in the air. He sneered again at the boss robot, believing he was looking very cool at the moment, as the pebbles and shale floated in front of him. And then he hurled them all at her, intending to cripple it with the sheer crushing and slashing impact of the collisions as well as blind it with the grains of darker sand and dust that the shards inevitably end up as.


❰ Thousand Sparkling Gold: Grand Scattering of Heavenly Splinter ❱


Ape strong. Rocks go boom. Ape make rocks go boom at toaster.

Rolls

Movement: G7 (BA: Rush) → F6 → E5 → D4 (Ultra Hinder Extra-Small Eve)

Ultra Hinder
1d100 (6) + 25 + 20 + 10 = 61
1d100 (80) = 80
+40 because Ultra Hinder
+10 from Red Fever Clearing
191 SP damage


XS-EVE. 1236/2000 HP | 281/1000 SP

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Lune

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Location: G4
-5 HP from 1 Stack of Bleeding
Bleeding: 1


She wasn't here to talk or have a theology talk with the magia songstress. No, she was here to clear them all and have her revenge.

The massive machinery behind XS-EVE was constantly producing amalgams, which quickly fused with her, repairing and making the songstress even stronger. It was only a matter of time before she will overpower them after fusing with many.

Not taking that chance, Moonsong quickly dashed with her gravity-empowered steps, causing ripples in space every time she dashed off the air, maneuvring the pillar that was in front of her, staying in the side of the throne room as low profile as she probably could. When EVE is distracted by the others, she would summon a hail of swords to slowly but surely put a grind to the Matrix's production.

Rolls

Movement: G6 > G5 > G4
Ultra Counter
1d100 (59) + 25 + 20 + 100 = 204 + 10 = 214
214 damage
Ultra Counter successful! 100 damage added. Take 20 less damage. Vulnerable State negated.
Astramancy | Moonsong | 1495C3 | Attacking Origin Matrix

(BA) Rush
Double movement this cycle.


Origin Matrix. 214/????? HP | 915/1000 SP

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Ayna Nietzsche

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Location: B2
Bleeding: 1
-5 HP from Bleeding


Once the Regulator was down, Ayna turned to @Zelrius with a playful smirk of her own, nodding approvingly at his assistance. As much as she wanted to take out the damned thing on her own, this entire fight didn't really allow for that. The distractions were too many, so they had to deal with them first. And then the pièce de résistance for the finale. Well, that was the plan in her head, the way things were supposed to go. Yet their main adversary had plans of its own. Should've seen that coming.

Their main adversary, the machine vocalist that seemed to her was protecting the thing behind her, leveled up. It handled almost half of their party without much effort, boosted by what? The very thing it was protecting? That would make sense. Without missing a beat, Ayna rushed to the backline, sneaking her way past the others, including @Chrys who seemed to be having a conversation with the mecha villain, and tried her best to destroy the greater machine before things got any worse.

Ayna discreetly charged her polearm with the very lightning coursing through her veins before immediately thrusting it right into the matrix. The idea was to force as much of her lightning into the damned thing to maybe overload or electrocute it or whatever worked.


❰ Imperial Ritual ❱


But it didn't work. Not as much as she wanted to. Her blade, and her lightning, all did the job but not to the exciting extent she had hoped to achieve. Something went wrong. Did she miscalculate? Did she hit the wrong thing? Or was the matrix's armor too durable? Was her lightning not enough to even scratch the surface? Well then. I guess we're all f<basseal honk>d.

Rolls

Movement: A7 (BA: Rush) → B6 → B5 → B4 → A3 → B2 (Attack Origin Matrix)

Sneak Attack
1d100 (28) + 20 + 15 = 63
+10 from Red Fever Clearing
73 damage
Sneak Attack unsuccessful!
Dynamism | Ayna Nietzsche | 1495C3

(BA) Rush
Double movement this cycle.


Origin Matrix. 287/????? HP | 915/1000 SP

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Zelrius

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-10HP from Bleed x2 at the start of this turn
Vulnerable
Bleeding x3


To say there was A lot going on would be a vast understatement. Scathing words and allusions to some god. Something Zelrius had experienced before with these Magia. That, with the insults people hurled back, and the information being passed around, it was difficult to keep up with it all.

That was... okay. The grin he got back from @Ayna Nietzsche was more than enough to keep his dopamine up, having gotten the validation he needed from at least one of his teammates on this expedition so far. No @Chrys to steal his thunder this time, at the expense of having stolen someone else's. Before he could even blink, she was gone, through the ruins of the palace and headed toward the Matrix behind Eve there.

@Moonsong off to the other side with her range, and @Tick Tock with her own taunts to the machine. Neither of which Zelrius had of his own. There was only fire that coursed through his veins. Metaphorically as much as physically at this moment. He'd need to create another opening, another spot for the others to do their work. For @Seigi Ling Ling to land a crushing blow, and @Hanno Futaba to do the Guardian work that he had proven to be the best at.

Adrenaline and this mental image of epic heroism carried his feet forward again. Over the golden floors of Astorea, and past the once-beautiful red carpet. Heading straight over the piles of magia parts, both that were already here, and the rest created by the likes of the spider woman(s), punchy girl, and rock man. He didn't need to fit into any other strategy.

Which left him the freedom to be open - to do something more drastic. Giving only a side eye glance as he charged right past XS-Eve, and then looked ahead. Seeing only the Origin Matrix, with its spinning parts and rotating helios-center. Whatever happened to Jester must have happened here, this must be the source of all these godless creations. The unnatural life that pervaded this capitol, and had wrapped its insidious tendrils around the kingdom of the Starcalled.

No more. Zelrius told himself, letting his flames form a ring that stretched into a pillar around him. Willing that creation of heat to begin burning away any parts of this machine that it could. To tear it asunder and reduce it to melted candlesticks made of metal and destroyed electronics.

Rolls

Movement: A7 → D3 (Action)
Reckless Attack
4d100 (98 + 68 + 66 + 32) + 20 + 15 + 30 = 329
329+10 Experience = 339 damage
You are Vulnerable.
Pyromancy | Zelrius | 1495C3


Origin Matrix. 626/????? HP | 915/1000 SP


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Kamala Graham

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+9 HP
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Bleeding: 1
VULNERABLE


Kamala did not hesitate to chuck herself into the weird anti-gravity zone to help her allies. Despite the fear, the panic, the paranoia within her, she couldn't resist the urge to help, and that was going to bite her hard in the butt. As per usual. It wasn't like the first time she'd done something like this, though. Come to think of, she was actually more reckless than @Ayna Nietzsche sometimes, though while the purple-haired girl was reckless to deal tons of damage, Kamala seemed programmed to be more reckless when it came to helping others, friends or complete strangers.

"Don't worry, guys! I'm coming!"



As soon as she was in range, Kamala channeled the mending spirit of nature to keep her allies supported through a shielding barrier that healed over the brief time it needed, though she felt herself rooted where she cast the spell, where she was floating in place now, as if spiritual roots had locked her in that very space. As visions of an illusory sanctuary, which the Yladian elves she'd met have dubbed as the "Garden of Gwyndolainn," flooded the minds and hearts of her healing spell's beneficiaries, Kamala closed her eyes to calm herself down, trying her best to stave off the buzzing underneath her flesh.


❰ Supplicant Spell of Support: Leaves of Ignorance-Breaking Truth ❱


Rolls

Movement: G7 → E7 (Power Heal)
Heal (AoE)
4d20 (1 + 6 + 15 + 6) + 20 + 15 + 20 = 28 (Total divided by 3)
+28 HP to 3 targets ( @Hanno Futaba @Tetsunosuke @Seigi Ling Ling )
You are vulnerable.
Mend | Kamala Graham | 1495C3

Bonus Action: Cure
Roll Result

1d4 (1) = 1
Mastery | Kamala Graham | 1495C3 | Cure

(P) Regeneration | Kamala Graham

Code:
Character name regains: 2d6 (B, A). Roll using ?r 2d6.
Roll Result
2d6 (4 + 5) = 9



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Rael

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Location: B5
Vulnerable
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from Bleeding.
Bleeding: 1


My memories darken and cloud, eclipsing yesterday's blue sky.
Even so, I can't bear to let go of the past.

My broken heart trembles in pain as my regrets tear at its strings.

As I know that I don't deserve to mourn my losses.

Promises shattered. Teardrops fall as the last hope I had scattered like leaves in the storm.

Words amounted to nothing when the distance between the interests of both parties could not - would not - be breached. Righteous anger coursed through the veins of those who had come with her, be it to avenge the loss of loved ones or that of a piece of land that had been the closest within the virtual world they could call home.

When she spoke to Eve, Rael did so with the very understanding that theirs was not a circumstance that would allow pity to be felt in either party. An understanding, at best, was what she sought, even if the answers had made her brows furrow.

"I have irregular data on origins. Hostility... all our hostile... enemy-enemy-enemy. I...don't understand...link? Synchronize....no-no-no god. I am here to honor god... where is god... you are not god... you-you-you......................."

"[ I knew it! You don't remember! So how come you can say with utmost certainty what your directives were? Question them, question those incomplete memories, and make something anew! Something that might even help you recall, but do not mean to discard us without knowing if what you do is right! ]"

The elf's words continued to manifest themselves in front of the Magia throughout her monstrous transformation, witnessing the extent of the madness that had been inflicted upon the artificial body with parted lips, raising both arms to shield herself as each strike connected with the body of yet a different member of her group.

And when the dust settled, there was a brief silence that descended upon the battlefield.

It hadn't been long since she had been thrust into a similar position.

Rael's vision was tainted red. Colored not by her life essence which slowly began to spill outward from wounds made by razor-sharp magitech weaponry, but by those suffered by allies which had become the primary targets of Eve's misplaced wrath. Or... She hoped it could be called misplaced, as someone who could not remember would be unable to answer their questions. Especially not when magic and weaponry alike joined in a song to spell her annihilation.

Now I take a stand, sword up, pointing straight, aiming for that black heart.
Even if my fate destines me to an end of burning flame.


She tore pages from the neverending supply her grimoire offered and willed bursts of energy into each tale writ upon the surface of each with a different tale, bending the course of the story at hand for a chance at a kinder fate.

I'll sacrifice everything to get you back.
Wait for me, please. I'll wake you from this long dream.


Mid-flight did the pages tear and scatter into hundreds of smaller bits, shape adjusting and changing to take on the task they had been born to perform. A kinder aspect to them, they changed into a swarm of glittering, iridescent butterflies which circled the boundaries of the illusory garden conjured by @Kamala Graham. The wind picked up in the aftermath of their passing through an area, assisting the fallen with the task of rivaling the gravitational pull the Magia seemed to have at her disposal.

Now I raise my head and I swear that there's no turning back I won't look back any more.

She needed to understand. They all needed to understand. If not to defeat the enemies of Astorea, then to keep each other safe from the same fate that had befallen beings as untouchable as the Magia.

"[ Eve, if you won't remember, if you can't make yourself remember, then show us what did this to you, to all of you! ]"




Movement: A6 → B5 (Power Heal)(Power Buff)
Rolls


Heal (AoE)
4d20 (14 + 6 + 14 + 17) + 10 + 10 + 10 = 27 (Total divided by 3)
+27 HP to 3 targets (@Seigi Ling Ling @Tetsunosuke @Hanno Futaba)
You are vulnerable.
Summon | Rael | 1495C3

(BA) Cure | Summon | Rael Remove [ ?r 1d4 # Cure | Mastery C | Rael ] conditions from your ally when you heal them.

Roll Result
1d4 (4) = 4
Cure | Mastery C | Rael

@Hanno Futaba @Seigi Ling Ling @Tetsunosuke remove 4 stacks of Bleeding.

(P) Extension | Mastery | Rael
Range: 2


Expertise Check
1d100 (47) + 20 = 67
Presence | Rael | 1495C3

 
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Location: 7B
Bleeding: 6
-20 HP from Astral Break
-69 HP from Zephyr
-30 HP from Bleed
+45 HP from Self Heal
Vulnerable


What was there, if not spite, to keep one going after something like this?

He felt it in his bones. He felt it in his heart. He felt it in his mind. He felt it in his eyes. Scraping away at the vestiges of his sanity, the sensory overload of ten thousand worlds and ten million stars pulling apart his very being far more than the dissection by a thousand blades that the Songstress of Discord delivered upon them.

In one moment, he understood: if XS-Eve had remained on that battlefield, Camp Hope IV would have perished. Between the impossible attack ranges that she commanded and the improbably durability that DEAD.naught possessed, the Starcalled would not have had a chance.

Immortality.

Just the sort of thing kings needed to justify suicide squads.

@Seigi Ling Ling's words resonated, the warmth of them lingering like breath against his ear, arms around his waist. The wrong path. Where would that be? The wrong choice. What would that be?

I once was a dreamer.

But then I grew up and saw the real world.
When I look in the mirror,
I can still see you crawling.


Scarlet seeping, from stigmatas sevenfold. @Tick Tock sprang forth, and so did so many others, charging into the fray, their own bodies yet unmarred, yet unmarked. Gravity did not bind him, and he raised his eyes further up, ashen eyes settling upon the disdainful resolve of XS-Eve. @Rael and @Kamala Graham's combined magic patched up what they could, but…with the propensities before him, that wouldn't last.

It never lasted. Never enough blood left over. Crimson crept up his body. Crawled up his arms. Stained deeply, his battle-banner. Memories of pain. Sensations that lingered still. He still had lives left. It would be miserable to die like this, to a mistake that a blond bastard made, but any rage he had, any spite he had, ought to be saved for later. Like a flame, smothered so one could have charcoal.

Under my skin,

Killing me from within.
Will you stay a part of me, for the rest of my life?


Upon reflection, Seigi was right.

He had to take a step back.

Prioritize his life, so that he could prioritize hers'.

Take his own fucking advice for once, why doesn't he?

I bit my tongue for years.

I choked back every tear.
I carry you all on my own.
'cause you insisted you only felt at home.


"Go get 'em."

Mustering what strength he had, what will to hold himself back, Cain slapped @Hanno Futaba and Seigi on their backs, ushering them onwards. He nodded at @Tetsunosuke, an acknowledgement of the youth's capabilities to get out of the graviton zone himself. Allowed himself another breath, and then drew in those dark thoughts, those heavy memories, and instead sang the serenade to guide them all forth.

Ständchen.

As he himself stumbled away, leaving a trail of blood, a trail of sins.

"Keep those eyes open, Songstress." A whisper, taken on a stage. A whisper, snaking through war to brush against the Magia's ears. "Don't want to miss a miracle, do you?"

Rolls


Save
1d100 (28) + 25 = 53
Reflex | Cain Darlite | 1495C3 | Astral Break 10% Damage Reduced

Save
1d100 (87) + 25 = 112
Reflex | Cain Darlite | 1495C3 | Zephyr -50% Damage Reduced



Heal (AoE)
4d20 (8 + 14 + 10 + 12) + 25 + 25 + 25 + 15 = 45 (Total divided by 3)
+45 HP to 3 targets @Seigi Ling Ling @Hanno Futaba Cain Darlite
You are vulnerable.
Harmonic Magic | Cain Darlite | 1495C3

(BA) Coordinate | Summon S | Cain Darlite
Target: Self/Seigi gain 5(D) 10(B) 15(S) extra modifier to their attack, heal, or buff actions

Oversoul: 2302 - 900 +214 + 73 + 329 = 2018
Previous Cycle Vulnerability Negated

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Location: C4
-33 HP from Astral Break
-104 HP from Indignant Zephyr
+55 HP from @Kamala Graham and @Rael heals
-28 HP and +1 bleed stack from retal
-5 HP from bleed


After the attempt on disarming the magia that was spreading propaganda within his circuitry, Tetsunosuke then found himself on a series of violent assaults from it, almost blowing him to pieces of scrap metal. Fortunately he survived the onslaught, but he knew that if he was not saved by the joint efforts of @Kamala Graham and @Rael, his body might have given way instantly. But still he knew that this magia had to be stopped at all costs. He might have not known what might have been what it was thinking all along, or hot it felt in the current situation, but he knew that he should not get too sentimental about it even if they are both artificial lifeforms. If he would actually need to grant salvation to it, the only was to beat it up until their true sentiment reaches its own circuitry.

Taking note of @Chrys' actions in attacking the magia songstress from his right, Tetsunosuke then moved towards his left, and, drawing a huge arc along his way with his jetpack, he then swung his mech's kodachi with yet another arc at the magia, hoping that the joint attack would prove to be a distraction for whatever was to come next.

Rolls

Movement: D6 → C6 → C5 → C4 (Attack)
Save
1d100 (90) + 30 = 120
Fortitude | Tetsunosuke | 1495C3 | Graviton Devastation

Save
1d100 (69) + 30 = 99
Fortitude | Tetsunosuke | Indignant Zephyr

Sharp
1d100 (74) + 15 + 15 + 5 + 50 = 159 + 10 = 169
169 damage
Dynamism | Tetsunosuke | 1495C3

(BA) Rush: Doubles movement count.


XS-EVE. 1067/2000 HP | 281/1000 SP

Oversoul: 2018 - 900 = 1118
Previous Cycle Vulnerability Negated


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Hanno Futaba

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Location: D4
1x Bleed Stack
Buffed by @Rael (+63) - 2/3
Received 88 44 damage by Graviton Devastation (Saved 50%)
Received 89 67 damage by Indignant Zephyr (Saved 25%)
Received 50 flat damage by Indignant Zehpyr
Healed 28 HP by @Kamala Graham (Cured 1x Bleed)
Healed 27 HP by @Rael (Cured 4x Bleed)
Healed 45 by @Cain Darlite
Received 28 flat damage from Ring Formation Retal
Gained 1x Bleed Stack
Received 5 damage from 1x Bleed Stack
Vulnerable


"...You are strong Nemesis. That is why-why-why..."

Hanno frowned, feeling a certain hint of unfairness by being called Nemesis when they weren't even the first offenders. Or at least, everything indicated they weren't, unless...

"There is no Nemesis. You are the one who is attacking, you are the one who destroyed the peace of Vintergard" He retorted. "And why?" Hanno insisted. This God they talked about so much, and a bizarre focus on an enemy as if they were some sort of crusade.

Words and questions, however, soon fell short.

"destroy Nemesis. ......DIE!!!!!"

"Shit-" Hanno scowled, trying to pull Ghast back while the Shield wiggled her tentacles intently, still trying to seek for the Magia girl in an undying focus. So engulfed into the idea of continuing to attack the Magia that she didn't perceive the incoming attack as something beyond what she was used to resist against.

The strike sank deep into Ghast's eyes, sending Hanno, his loyal shield, and everyone nearby along in a mighty blow, that sent all of them far from the Magia, with the gravity crushing them as if the powerful strike wasn't enough.

Gritting his teeth, Hanno tried to force himself back to his feet with @Tick Tock's help, "Th-Thanks buddy..." He said, then glancing at his shield, parted in two while the dissonant aberration crawled out of it, gluing onto his armor while the shield slowly morphed back into its old, beginner-looking wooden shield. Scowling, Hanno glared at the Magia. "There is really no talking to you, huh?" Taking a quick breath, Hanno felt the magic of @Kamala Graham, @Rael, and @Cain Darlite empowering him and Ghast, and he tightened his fists as he recovered. "Thanks, Kamala, Rael, Cain! She is sure throwing a tantrum, but we can still defeat her!" determined to continue charging in.

Ghast took over Hanno's armor, and soon its shiny silvery surface was overtaken by a dissonant carapace that resembled an armadillo, with a mouth opening widely on the chest area and releasing an outworldly shriek.

"Unforgivable!" She roared.

"You heard her-" Hanno huffed, taking @Tetsunosuke's attack as an opportunity as he damaged the Magia and distracted her, slamming his fists against the ground and allowing Ghast to erupt her tentacles through it, chasing the Magia and trying to disarm her, just before Hanno stood back to his feet and the mouth in the chest of his armor closed, opening back into a huge, grievous eye, trying to disrupt EVE with its dissonant aura.


❰ Ghast - Dissonant Gaze ❱

Rolls


Save
1d100 (32) + 75 = 107 (Suppressed 50% of damage)
Fortitude | Graviton Devastation | Hanno Futaba | 1495C3
Received 44 damage

Save
1d100 (23) + 75 = 98 (Suppressed 25% of damage)
Fortitude | Indignant Zephyr | Hanno Futaba | 1495C3
Received 67 damage

(BA) Rush, movement is doubled
Movement: D6 (Displaced) → D5 → D4

(P) Controller | Aura | Hanno Futaba
Your attack deals 30(S) flat SP damage.

Ultra Hinder
2d100 (57 + 31) + 25 + 25 + 63 + 30 + 50 +10 = 291
291 SP damage

You are Vulnerable.
Aura | Hanno Futaba | 1495C3


XS-EVE. 1067/2000 HP | 0/1000 SP

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Last turns vulnerable negated through Oversoul!
Took 66*0.75 damage from Graviton Desire = 50
Took 89*0.75+50 damage from Indigant Zephyr = 117
= 167 damage! (survived the cycle)
Took 5 bleed stacks
-4 bleed through @Rael cure
-1 bleed through @Kamala Graham
+45 HP from @Cain Darlite
+27 HP from @Rael
+28 HP from @Kamala Graham
= 133 HP left and 0 bleed


Seigi recovered. Or at least, she had hoped she could. Regaining her composure was cut short as EVE materialized a gigantic... axe? And used its insane reach to improvise it into a hammer by abusing Hanno's sentient shield.

It hit her.
It hit him.
It hit Tesu.
It hit nearly all of them!
Seigi could see the world spinning.
She was on a carousel!

Weeee! She had maybe said in different circumstances. But here? Their unwilling raid got made even more unpleasant as EVE finally smashed them all into the next best object of these royal halls. Which happened to be Cain.

Yet, somehow, Seigi was still alive. How? "T-Team Flag... with Guts and kurgh... and effort... we'll march forward!" She murmured back to @Tick Tock as she tried to rise up again, only to stumble forward on all four before feeling the warm embrace of @Kamala Graham and @Rael.

For just a moment. It seemed peaceful. The fresh fragrance of spring. The calming sounds of nature. A strong tree that reminded her to stand tall. The fresh taste of spring water in her mouth and... shiny paper butterflies that served her as a crutch? Not quite, as they carried a melody themselves that rejuvenated the girl even more.

And, just like that, she already felt better. It had been a very warm healing magicks from Kamala. Filled with hope and love. While Rael's torn pages were filled with endless possibilities, they simply had to grab the right one. "Thank you both so so much! Hang in there!" She gave them a thumbs up. Her bleeding had stopped.

"If worst comes to worst, prioritize the others first!" She added, as she now also registered Cain's voice. There really wasn't much to it. Yet he was her now everything. Harmonics or not, knowing him behind her was like a second Seigi to draw strength from.

"Don't worry. I'm not planning on dying." She reassured him. It wasn't a lie... not really. "All we gotta do is to turn it off and on again, yeah?"

A pat on her back was all she needed to soar forward.

It was clear from the attack patterns of the others that rather than the broken Magia, whom had seemingly taken no damage, they were now focusing on the heart. What was behind her. Once again, Seigi closed the gap. Getting closer and closer to the Magia. Close enough that, instead, she could have also targeted the woman again. Then again the answer to EVE's attack range seemed to be 'yes.'

Instead, Seigi targeted the contraption behind Eve. Still shouldering some of Cain and Rael's earlier rondo with her. A vestige she squeezed the last out of.

@Pandora*
"Your Nemesis is the stupid gigantic thing behind you! We're the good guys!" She called out to XS-Eve. At this point, it was clear they simply had to punch some sense into her, but it didn't stop Seigi from talking more nonsense.

"A FIST CAN CONNECT OUR HEARTS...."
Her singular fist connected. Her heart synching with the beat of the Matrix, channeling her own spirit magic to force the emotional energies into this damn thing! No fancy moves. Just an empowered punch.

Though it didn't stop Seigi from still blurting out some sort of naming, even if delayed.

"...TRANSCEND COMMON SENSE — DIVIDE BY ZERO!"
Because screw machines and math.​
Rolls

Movement: D6 → D3 (Action)
Save
1d100 (56) + 70 = 126
Fortitude | Seigi Ling Ling | Graviton Devastation | 1495C3

Save
1d100 (19) + 70 = 89
Fortitude | Seigi Ling Ling | Indignant Zephyr | 1495C3

Sharp
1d100 (70) + 25 + 25 + 25 + 25(damage passive) + 15(Coordinate) + 60(Berserk) + 10(Story buff) + 136(Cain buff) = 391
391 damage
Martial Arts | Seigi Ling Ling | 1495C3

Expertise Check
1d100 (81) + 0 = 81
Presence | Seigi Ling Ling | Shit Talk Eve | 1495C3


Origin Matrix. 1017/????? HP | 915/1000 SP

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Steel In Discord: Actress Again
Cycle 4: Actress Again


It started as a mission to claim territory around Dragonshear.
Launching from a Mechanical Goose.
Scattered across a playing field called Vintergard.
This group in particular was given a very special task. To destroy the heart of Magitech construction and bring back the Ruined Palace under the Astorean Banner.

"Your integrity has been compromised. Your directive has been altered. Stablish your own directives, put down the corpse axe and we will help. Take it from Tick, your fellow magia!"


"I-I-I cannot, I must fulfill my directive or the people of this world will-will-will...You... why are you like me-me-me... you are... Starcalled-Starcalled-Starcalled?"


"[ Eve, if you won't remember, if you can't make yourself remember, then show us what did this to you, to all of you! ]"


"I have many mothers. I don-don-t don-t understand. Nemesis will always d-d-d-d-d-d....."


"Keep your eyes open Songstress. Don't want to miss a miracle do you?


" Miracles...saviors possess a power closest to-to-to... What are you Nemesis?"


"Unforgivable!"


"I-I-I CONFIRM!!!"


""A FIST CAN CONNECT OUR HEARTS....TRANSCEND COMMON SENSE — DIVIDE BY ZERO!"


"You...I do not understand... You are-are-are a sensory overload. I must eliminate you..."


How quickly things escalated and the theme changed...

The Origin Matrix, a mysterious structure or rather... presence was under heavy attack as the Starcalled sought to accomplish their mission, They had wiped the palace of anything that could link and connect with EVE. Now they damage what may be the womb that brought her forth like the many amalgamations fused into her weapon.

Then again... EVE's past was unclear even to her.
It no longer mattered or made sense.
She would simply destroy what was before her now.

EVE herself still stood on the battlefield. So far the Starcalled had decided it better to keep her at bay than to eliminate her. They chose to reach her, deter her, taunt her even. They did not destroy an oddity that had attacked and maimed her own kind. That before the Starcalled arrived may have been finished off for them. Rather they weakened her Orbital Weaponry, smashed her installed resolve for her god...

Only one person here seemed to be taking notice of a hidden potential. Perhaps that the Origin Matrix had something more to offer than just some Magia Forge. The strange little, Tick Tock whose eyes were drawn to whatever power could exist within such an enigmatic magitech object.

The object that was now being throttled relentlessly by many of Astorea's strongest. The Songstress of Discord was obviously distressed over this development. After all, she had not once moved from its side. Even when attacking her hated Nemesis and even now...

"....No... what have-have-have you done? Stop that is... This is...our connection-connection--connection to our... no ....mother... not now...what are you doing... to me-me-me..."


EVE or was it... XS-EVE became completely silent. Her eyes lost all light and for a moment she grew limp. Her axe was still firmly in hand as her shoulders slumped and head fell downwards with hair to the ground.

A thrust of her hand to Tick Tock's throat was swift.

"You see something you want? I couldn't agree more little one."







"...and yet. What you cannot understand you cannot possess."


Her head rose again and her body straightened out.

Her hand tightened around the puppet-like girl's throat as XS-EVE emitted a strikingly different presence and mannerisms. The surges of energy remained but they were steady and controlled... the expression upon the songstress's face was unlike any up to this point. Her voice especially was nothing like any of the ones XS-EVE had recorded. It was a woman's voice, with tones of regal-like quality under an ever so slight distortion. Whether that distortion was part of the voice or just the Magia errors as before, was impossible to discern.

"She cried out for a god to those from a godless world. She was so lost without some diety to give her purpose. They want to claim the consciousness of humanity, while humanity would be nothing without the advances enabled by machines. Even in this world, everyone seeks perfection that they cannot have. Utopian visions and delusions of grandeur. The human experience is not just a human one at all."


She tossed Tick Tock aside leaving deep holes where each steel finger had pressed.

"...Thank you for bringing to fruition months of hard work and dedication. Your destruction of her connections and the further destabilization of the Matrix was of great help in breaking her and the Origin Matrix down enough for me to finalize my access. This body on its own is a wonderful prize but... not quite sufficient enough."


In one fell movement, XS-EVE turned and thrust her hand, and then her entire arm into the Origin Matrix. Ripples as if she had thrust into a wall of water The ripples turned to eaves as the [party nearby was taken off of their feet and carried into the tide of the rift. The Matrix exploded with light and bolts running through it, then scattered all over the throne room. Blasts of lightning collided with those attacking the Matrix as the various transmitted parts of the chamber began to spread at an accelerated rate.



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Incomprehensible gibberish flew from her mouth as white lighting ran through her circuitry. Her hand tore back out dragging with it a stream of azure liquid and light. Within moments a prismatic array of plumes joined it in enigmatic matrimony.

"So beautiful..."


As the flame died down a shimmering hazy form was in her iron grip. A translucent cube of some kind.

"Simple yet perfect complexity. Absolutely stupendous... all thanks to our combined efforts! I should offer you compensation... if we weren't competing for a similar grand-prize of course."


The Origin Matrix convulsed as the entire Palace trembled. Tears formed in it but were quickly closed as waves of fluid like steel filled in the gaps. Worse, the Matrix was overflowing uncontrollably. The walls, floor, pillars, the Magia junk piles...

You.

Everything was becoming a sea of pulsating techno madness. Gravity began to feel strange. was reality... shattering? XS-EVE(?) smiled in such a human way it was alarming. Although... the longer she did the more expressive it became.

"Hmmm, I do feel generous after such an exhilarating success. I'll tell you what, connoisseurs of fantasy. I will give you a hint so you might catch up with me some. I have acquired all that I need here however what you need is still ahead. The sooner you can access the Dragonhead the sooner you will have the truth. Then again... do you even want the truth? Ignorance is bliss and aren't you having fun as you are? It is a game after all it's up to you if even want to play. So will you reach out for the truth?"


A sound like that of a long stretched-out cat's meow echoed in your ears.

"That is if you can survive this! As your bodies and minds become the code that constructs the answer to your victory. Don't feel too bad, look at me! Become Magia my friends! Perhaps the winds of karma will bring forth others to end you as you had mercilessly cut down so many of these. ...Farewell!"


It was difficult to make her out as a massive black blur engulfed her and a loud screech filled the glitchy mess that was your vision...

Flowing steel.
Flowing matter.
Flowing data

The next thing you knew the air was thin but the blurring had subsided for a moment and you could make your allies. The world around you was like a hallucination of someone that spent too much time coding one night. Numbers and letters flowed from a central place in a void of...space.

A sphere rotated in the center of this place and you could feel it drawing you in. The beating sound rang into your ears, mind, and spirit. Was this the heart of the Origin Matrix? If you didn't destroy this now... what would happen to you?

There was no escape, this was it.
Finish what you started and end the Matrix's Assimilation Core!




Cycle 3's Damage Phase

 
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Viral Matrix


❰ OVERFLOW / 1000 ❱
❰ 2316 / 3333 ❱

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Double: Takes 2 Actions per cycle.

Structural Collapse: Changes 1d3 zones to dark matter for every attack taken (including sp damage). If all zones become dark matter the battle is lost. The player who uses the attack chooses the zones that are lost.

Matrix Overflow: Every time Assimilation Core is attacked. It deals back gradually increasing flat retal. 3-6-9-12-15-18-21 etc... There is no cap SP cannot be decreased.

Assimilation Protocol: Every cycle's Damage Phase deals a flat 33 damage to all players on map. If slain, the body deteriorates into code and cannot be brought back to the battle.


  • HP and SP for this enemy count down.
  • This enemy's AI seems Intelligent.
  • Taunt; Cannot be taunted.
  • Movement: 0
  • Location: D-4



Battle Map



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Map Details

  • Matrixscape: (Normal Terrain) Plain cyberspace.
  • Warping Steel:( Difficult Terrain) Clumps of steel, in the Matrix. Take 10 less retal damage from all sources while standing on.
  • Surging Pulse: (Normal Terrain) Clusters of concentrated energy. Your abilities are stronger (+25 to all rolls) but you take 15 flat HP damage when taking an action or ending your turn on this zone.
  • Cosmicheat: (Normal Terrain) Nova fusion from the stars is gathering here. Take 25 flat scorched damage if you end your turn on this zone.
  • Lifestream Flow: (Normal Terrain) The mana of Arcia gathers here. All Heal, Power Heal, Buff, and Power Heal receive a +25 mod when used on this zone.
  • Dissonant Space: (Normal Terrain) Dissonant energy is flowing. Corruption-buffed actions receive a +25 when used from this zone.
  • Dark Matter: (Impassible Terrain) Space dies and returns to the origin... If you end your turn on this zone you are assimilated into the Matrix.



Your Soul Shines In The Darkness

Unlock Your Potential
Starcalled Level 1


<<OVERSOUL>>
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For every 300 HP damage dealt to any amount of enemies, this gauge increases by 0.1. On your turn, you can consume set amounts of oversoul to immediately gain the matching Free Action (this is stackable off a BA) effect below. Whenever a teammate is Killed/KO'ed the gauge drops by 0.3 points. It is said that there may be ways to increase gauge fill rate, and strengthen your options depending on the Starcalled's progress in the world.

This gauge carries over into future cycles.
All advantages granted to Critical hit are only 1d100.

0.1 Enhance:
+10 Modifier to next roll (checks, attacks, saves etc).
0.2 Chain: Combine one of your next Standard actions with one tagged ally's next Standard Action of the same type (Attack, Defense, Support). Giving both actions Advantage. Must target the same enemy/ally or enemies/allies if aoe.
0.3 Fortify: Negates your current Vulnerable state. Does not work on Super Vulnerable.
0.5 Unite: Combine one of your Special Actions with one tagged ally's next Special Action of the same type (Attack, Defense, Support). Giving both actions Advantage. Must target the same enemy/ally or enemies/allies if aoe.
0.7: Fate Turner: Negate a Nat 1 that has occurred on your turn. Beware denying a set fate may make the next meeting with destiny much worse. This stacks...
1.0 OVERSOUL:
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  • (S4) Steel In Discord: Actress Again
    Actress Again


    Thread Rules

    • (Playsheet) Use and link a playsheet. Newest Playtest Packet is in play.
    • (Word Count) 700 not including code (I love you, fancy peeps).
    • (Post Speed) For this event, please post within an hour of your roll or you will forfeit your turn. The cycle will update approximately every 48-60 hours. Sooner if all posts finish early.​
    • (Fluid Time) Each character gets 1 post per cycle. There is no set posting order. Retroactive healing and protection are allowed. Retroactive buffing is prohibited.​
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    • (Comms) Any communication can be done either by making a private comms thread or posting in the event's official comms thread.
    • (Rolls) All rolls must be done in the #event-rolls channel. For this event, please post within an hour of your roll or you will forfeit your turn (yes, this rule is in two bullet points to stress its importance).​
    • (Thread Code) 1495C4


  • Starcalled Development

    • Red Fever was completed. Add +10 flat damage to all of your attacks (after modifiers).

    Fated Moment: Origin Matrix and XS-EVE


    Objectives: The story path is set, now see it to completion! You have enough Energy and supplies to finish this by the end of Cycle 5!
    • Eliminate the Assimilation Core!



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Assimilation Core. 2316/3333 HP | OVERFLOW/1000 SP

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Ayna Nietzsche

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Location: E5
-25 HP from Origin Matrix bolts
-10 HP from distorting reality
Bleeding: 1
-5 HP from Bleeding
-3 HP from Matrix Overflow Retal
-15 HP from Surging Pulse

VULNERABLE


Too much talking. Not enough exploding. The thought crossed Ayna's mind faster than she could decide to move. That moment of hesitation cost her everything, and in a way, allowed their adversary to do something no one expected, even though they all should have. As Ayna took her first three steps to try and stab the machine girl, four maybe, the machine girl and the strange contraption behind her became one. Everything turned white. Lightning rained from above everywhere, catching the lancer on her shoulder.

When she came back to, everything seemed to have turned to shit. It was the best way her brain could rationalize the abrupt change in reality, the distortion she didn't think was possible, the forced change of scenery when she had thought things were finally coming to a close. Man, I do not like it when people messed up my schedule. There was more to it than that, more to the pounding in her chest than a slight inconvenience, more along the lines of the stakes rising to near insurmountable. No escape. Only one way to go: Break through.

Clenching her jaw, Ayna steeled herself upon the plain cyberspace where she stood before she launched herself past the clusters of concentrated energy, discreetly charging her own polearm with the lightning that coursed through her veins, past the flowing dissonant energy that tried to discourage her to no avail, past some sort of gathering mana, until she found her place close to a familiar face. Ugh, @Chrys. Why did it have to be Chrys?!

Ayna tried her best to refocus her effort on the task at hand, wielding her lightning-charged spear with deft hands. Stomping one foot forward, she used it as her anchor while she dragged the other foot back before using all that momentum to directly thrust lightning at the floating ball of a billion colors right in front of her. Then she followed that up with a second thrust from above after flipping herself over in place, using her very weight to add to the force.


❰ True Teachings of Enlightningment: Sky Wandering ❱


"Don't just stand there, you mook! Help me"



She snapped at Chrys, staring daggers at the big lug. If she had looked behind her, maybe if she had the time or the calmness to have thought things through, she could've seen @Kamala Graham instead. That would've been a much better sight. At least with Kamala, she could see hope and all the good in the world. With a tall man in armor, Ayna could only see and be reminded that time was not on their side.

Rolls

Movement: A4 → B4 → C5 → D6 → E5 (Attack Assimilation Core)

Multi Attack
1d100 (20) + 20 + 15 + 1d100 (58) + 20 + 15 = 148
+10 from Red Fever Clearing
+25 from Surging Pulse
183 damage
You are Vulnerable.
Dynamism | Ayna Nietzsche | 1495C4


Assimilation Core. 2133/3333 HP | OVERFLOW/1000 SP

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Rael

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110 / 140

Location: E6
Vulnerable
-5HP
from Bleeding.
-20HP from Reality Distortion
Bleeding: 1


When you rise...

The Dreamer was the first to fall.

There in one piece at one moment, torn asunder the other.

The Guide had failed him, left him to bleed out from wounds she could not handwave away with but a flick of her wrist, as she could in the reality the two visited now and then. Here, powerless, she watched as color poured out from him, pooling beneath his frame as his chest moved up and down with each shallow breath.

Fate strummed a distorted note, reverberating in unison with Rael's own heartbeat as she sung her final warning: where the Songstress had once ended the life of one kindly enough to assist her in her hour of need, so would it take another to join in her chorus, forever seeking pieces with which to complete the only thing that would ever come close to mirroring her despair - a symphony created from the lives lost to it.

...from the ashes...

Her breath hitched in her throat and panic was quick to follow, the crystalline pools of her eyes widening as even with a previously-prepared incantation, he would not rise. Fate struck another note, the whimsical mistress playing her taunting melody as if daring the elf to temper her disposition.

It hummed, and through quivering shoulders and breaths, she found herself repeating the formless song, unconsciously at first. Strings sang in repetition and she shrank in the spot, cradled in the embrace of the lifestream's flow, unable to make sense of the words nor sounds currently ringing in her ears.

History was repeating itself and she was letting it happen. She was no better than a bystander, she was no-...

Realization struck a chord. A chord which held power, possibility unbound. Wonderful, miraculous, and yet, obvious.

If she could not change their Fates, she would make new ones for them.

are you still who you were,

Rael seized the haunting melody and found peace within, a hand clutched tightly over her heart as if the mere gesture would quell its rhythm, yet all it did was join in a song of which she would be the director. Eyes scanned the battlefield for others deserving of the same kindness, though many were out of her reach, until they locked with the frame of the fallen Dreamer, and when they did, an effulgence erupted from all around him.

Flames, as she had witnessed him utilizing, manifested with but a thought, empowered by the storyteller's humming which only grew louder and louder in turn. They coalesced around the swordsman, and engulfed his entire being, though no harm ever came to him, for that was not her intention nor the purpose for which she had been made. The fire churned and coalesced around him, cauterizing the wounds from which he bled. Warmth spread at every point of contact, the tell-tale mark of the cleansing fire in which he would be consumed, a warmth that seeped into every part of his being until there was nothing left to consume.

or wholly new?

Her voice rang out, clear within the confines of his mind with a declaration. A wish made manifest by none other than herself:

"And if you cannot fly, I will give you wings with which to soar the skies."

The Storyteller ran further ahead, snapping herself out of further inaction as she rejoined others who held onto life with all they had to give, finding shelter behind a man whom she hadn't quite met before, but who surely cut an intriguing figure. And beyond, a purple-haired beastfolk whose very own self crackled with lightning, daring onlookers to test the limits of her reach and speed.

How would she not bestow her own blessing upon them?

The song continued, tailored to those who struck the source of this distortion in reality, helping their strikes hit their mark, and strengthening their resolve. This battle was not yet won, but there was no doubt in her heart that it would be.



Movement: G7 (All Actions cited below) → E6
Rolls


Power Buff (AoE)
2d100 (73 + 10) + 10 + 10 + 10 + 25 + 50 = 63 (Total divided by 3)
+63 buff to 3 targets (@Ayna Nietzsche, @Chrys and @Zelrius) for 1 post
You are Vulnerable.
Harmonic Magic | Rael | 1495C4

(Medium Armor Ability) Twice Activated | Rael | 1495C4
You may perform another action this cycle.

Heal (Single)
2d20 (13 + 5) + 10 + 10 + 10 + 25 = 73
+73 HP to 1 target (@Zelrius)
Harmonic Magic | Rael | 1495C4

(BA) Cure | Harmonic Magic | Rael
Remove [ ?r 1d4 # Cure | Mastery C | Rael ] conditions from your ally when you heal them.

Roll Result
1d4 (3) = 3
Cure | Harmonic Magic C | Rael

(P) Extension | Mastery | Rael Range: 2

 
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Zelrius

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90 Starting
-55 HP from Vulnerable damage (Oversoul Fortify, -900 Oversoul)
-15 from Surge Pulse
+73 from Rael
-15 Bleed (Cured)
Vulnerable


His weapon got stuck inside the machinery that twisted and turned. Flowing ever more into the machine in front of him. Everything else happened in an instant. A flash of light, as XS-EVE had began to float backward, sinking deeper into the darkness of the matrix. Their union, after her words, brought with it a pulse. Zelrius's instincts were faster than his mind. His hands let go of his volcanic weaponry, crossing into an x that his body quickly hunched behind.

He didn't even feel the impact of the attack. It was hot, and his vision went dark. There was a brief moment where he thought he was dead. The prompt never came, though. Instead, where he, for a brief moment, couldn't feel his fingers, warmth flooded in. The empty dark void receded from his vision, to the edges of what he could perceive. The stinging, cutting pains where his avatar's blood had leaked out sealed themselves, taking away the hurt they gave.

His eyes saw only fire for a moment. Burning around him, searing away at the mechanical pile of parts the man had landed in. But, they had left his own psyche and physical form in a better state. A Rejuvenating, welcoming warmth, like that of a hearth. Heat that flooded into his mind, reigniting his passion - his thirst for victory. To stand tall at the end of a battle, triumphant.

Just like the Heroes in the stories.

To protect allies, and the innocent, and charge into danger. That's what he would do with the Storyteller's gift of wings. Standing and finding his footing, and rushing forward, ready to let the wind rush by, and take flight.

In an instant, taking after @Ayna Nietzsche , the man had joined her and @Chrys . Using his speed to catch air, to hack and slash, kick and bite at the form of the core in the center of this violet, twisting void. Then, a jet of fire to flip back and land amongst those allies. Which had now included that of his savior, the Elf whose eyes spoke of familiarity, but who was a stranger. He'd need to find her after all of this was said and done. To get a grasp on the full extent of what she had just done for him, and properly thank her. Time enough for that when they were all safe, however. his blue eyes concluded the thought, as they drifted away from her and toward his current Guardian, a man made of rock and stone. All three of those present were simply amazing. Having perfectly improvised a small team follwing the blast, not letting disorientation get the better of them.

How was it that this game had so many truly wonderful people.

Could I be like them too? he wondered for the first time, past his admiration-laden idolization of others.



Rolls

Movement: F7 → E5 (Action)
(BA) Rush | Zelrius | 12 Total Speed
Reckless Attack
4d100 (60 + 85 + 26 + 28) + 20 + 15 + 60 + 63 + 25 = 382
382 damage
You are Vulnerable.
Pyromancy | Zelrius | 1495C4

Fortify 0.3 - 900 Oversoul used


Assimilation Core. 1751/3333 HP | OVERFLOW/1000 SP

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Kamala Graham

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Location: F4
-20 HP from distorting reality
Bleeding: 1
-5 HP from Bleeding
+10 HP from Regeneration

Kamala was used to not being seen. She believed she didn't need to be seen to be able to do good work. She believed she did her greatest work unseen. Besides, there were far more important things to notice than “little old her.” She wouldn't take it personally either. Not now. Not ever. Not from @Ayna Nietzsche of all people.

But it stung. Just a little bit. An insect bite over her flesh. Not unlike the vibrating wings under her skin, a souvenir of her first death. But she wouldn't let it distract her. Not them. There was great work to be done. There were good lives to be saved.

Revealing the magic lamp she kept under her robes, she channeled the mending spirit of nature to bathe her friends in healing light. The same healing light that first manifested in a lighter shade of green, pouring out of the same magic lamp, which those affected by the spell first saw as a blanket of liquid stars, dancing in the air, that soon twisted and turned into an illusory sanctuary that many of Yladia have come to know as the "Garden of Gwyndolainn."


❰ Heart's Illusion ❱


Far more important than the visual accoutrement was the warm sensation that followed, not unlike a calming hug from a dearly beloved, the wafting scent and taste of chicken soup during a sick day, and perhaps even a very first kiss, yearned for since the lover could remember even breathing. It wasn’t much, but Kamala hoped it was enough. It had to be.

Rolls

Movement: G5 → F4 (Heal AoE)
Heal (AoE)
2d20 (12 + 16) + 20 + 15 + 20 + 25 = 36 (Total divided by 3)
+36 HP to 3 targets (@Chrys @Ayna Nietzsche @Zelrius)
Mend | Kamala Graham | 1495C4

(BA) Cure | Mend | Kamala Graham
Remove [ ?r 1d4 # Cure | Mastery A | Kamala Graham ] conditions from your ally when you heal them.
Roll Result
1d4 (4) = 4
Cure | Mend A | Kamala Graham

(P) Regeneration | Mend A | Kamala Graham
Regain [ ?r Xd6 # Regenegation | Mend A | Kamala Graham ] 2d6(B)
Roll Result
2d6 (6 + 4) = 10
Regeneration | Mend A | Kamala Graham

(P) Overheal | Mend A | Kamala Graham

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Chrys

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Location: E5
-20 HP from distorting reality
-10 HP from Bleeding
Bleeding: 2
-9 HP from Matrix Overflow Retal
-15 HP from Surging Pulse
+36 HP from @Kamala Graham Heal
-2 Bleeding stacks from @Kamala Graham Cure
VULNERABLE

Chrys threw rocks at toaster. Toaster touched refrigerator. Toaster and refrigerator go boom. Everything went skree-skree, boom-boom! Chrys screamed in confusion. Now toaster and refrigerator are gone, replaced by shiny rainbow ball. Chrys squinted at the ball. Then Chrys heard @Ayna Nietzsche scream at him. Rude. Chrys would never scream at friends. Or strangers. Chrys only hmm at friends and strangers. Chrys sensitive. Chrys soft-spoken. Chrys smash!

Chrys took large sword and swung it in air, running near to purple-haired dog girl. Chrys saw two others behind him, one pink-haired girl ( @Rael ) and another red-haired girl ( @Zelrius ). No, wait, Chrys knew red-haired girl. Red-haired girl was no girl. Shame.

Chrys also caught a glimpse of @Kamala Graham behind him and thanked her for the heal and cure with a curt and very deliberate nod. Chrys can at least count on the brown-haired dog girl. He felt soothing relief at her presence, as if her very existence reminded him of hope everlasting, once again attainable, a dream worth fighting for.

Then Chrys focused back to floating rainbow ball. Chrys smashed skree-skree floor to get back floating rocks but skree-skree floor hurt Chrys. Chrys no-learn physics. Thank God Chrys was magic-user, not physics-user. Anyway, Chrys pointed at floating rainbow ball and made floating rocks fly straight at it. Floating rocks smashed themselves at floating rainbow ball, then as magic dust, flew around pink-haired girl and red-haired not-girl, shielding them. Floating rainbow ball hurt Chrys back but Chrys reflected some hurt at it. Totally not more rocks. Chrys strong as rocks. Chrys strong as mountain. Chrys mountain. Ugga bugga.

Rolls

Movement: E6 → E5 (Ultra Protect vs. Core)

Ultra Protect @Rael @Zelrius
2d100 (71 + 83) + 25 + 20 + 10 + 25 + 63 = 297
297 damage
Give 2 allies within range the Protected State. You are Vulnerable.
Aura | Chrys | 1495C4
[ +63 from @Rael Power Buff | +10 from Red Fever Clearing | +25 from Surging Pulse ] (Already accounted for in the roll)

(BA) Reflect | Aura S | Chrys
If you are attacked by enemies, deal 15 (S) flat damage to them.


Assimilation Core. 1439/3333 HP | OVERFLOW/1000 SP

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Cain Darlite

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Location: 5A
Bleeding: 6
-20 HP from Distorting Reality
-30 HP from Bleed
+43 HP from Self Heal
Vulnerable

Backwards. Forwards. Swaying left and right, tossed by the tempest of spatial distortions, his physical form unmade and remade. The blood continued to flow, unstaunched, perpetually seeping. Feeding the vortex of the Magia, as Terrasphere once again proceeded along familiar patterns.

The fall of one boss revealing the presence of a new boss, who spoke too much in too little time, who denigrated and mocked as they reveled in the fruition of a plan that none of them had been aware of. Indeed, none of them had known anything, not from the start. They were pieces, fragments, tossed to the winds, pawns on a board, all of them leashed by their ideals and obsessions, by the noose that at times strangled them breathless and at times pulled them ever forward.

Cain bled.

Again, plummeting towards his death and holding strong only through what? A defiance of fate? A desire to protect? A drunkenness from spite? Nay. She had long forgotten how many times this body has suffered a death now. Had long forgotten which deaths counted, and which did not. Was it the witch's brew, or had that been a fever dream? The apostle's impaling, or had that been another timeline? The putrid troll? The wrathful warden? The dissonant damsel? The uncrowned king? It had to be less than three, but what was one and what was two? What were the fears that infected her, despite not being her own?

It was a void of space, composed of ones and zeros. An alter to the binary, the delusion of the divine. The Ruined Palace was gone, and so too was the Dragonship, leaving behind only a heart that beat without flesh and without blood. A heart that beat, and the scattered Starcalled who would beat it. Dark matter abound, enough so to make any theoretical physicist weep at the plentifulness of it all, and with Dark Matter came so much more madness. A collage of environments, all that had never been witnessed before. Pulsating greens that drew from the planet's lifeforce, while furious reds scorched with the heat of distant stars. Twisted metals warped into non-Euclidean shapes, and Dissonance tempted him once more, pulling the midnight-haired muse into their dark orbit, promising the glories of madness, the kindness of crazed ignorance.

If he closed his eyes and cared for himself, it would be easier. A small spell, woven to mend his own wounds, would restore more blood than he could lose, if all it did was graft itself upon his own veins.

The Flagbearer, after all, was the one closest to death, no matter what distances were present.

And she had long outgrown any childish delusions, not after learning of all that had changed, and all that had not. Terrors still persisted in Terrasphere, powerful enough to wipe people out in singular strokes. It was a tide, abyssal, endless, and all that one could ever afford to do was choose who they would hold onto when the waves crashed to shore, sweeping all away.

Time tumbled by. Time left them behind.

The number of people she cared about shrank. The strength in her hands waned. The performance continued, with only a fraction of the zeal and spirit, and the blood never stopped flowing, steaming out from severed arteries and burst capillaries.

Why had she returned? To protect people who were no longer there.

Why had she remained? To see faces who were no longer the same.

And what was her retort?

"Guess I can't after all."

Couldn't become the person she once was, simply because she surrounded herself with the same people, simply because she plunged herself into the same situations, simply because she risked her life again and again and again, spouting platitudes and poetry, talking big with none of the violence to back it up.

Flagbearer and Slaughterer. Twin-Blessed and Miracle-bound.

Now just tracing the steps she took four years prior, upon a storm-wrecked beach, called onwards by phantom sirens, to a destination that she had no clue, lacking the inner steel that could carve through such pathetic emotions.

How much further along would I be, if my past remained dead?

Shut up.

Musings did not bring back lost life. Self-reflection did not remake the lost mind.

For now?

He raised his voice once more, raised his banner once more, the sanguineous timbre traveling to the far ends of space.

"Hold on and hold strong! When all the world falls away and terrible foes are reduced to naught but a multi-colored orb, experience has shown over and over again that victory is without a doubt at hand!"

It was easy to smile, when his magic manipulated emotion, after all.

"Of course, this won't make for a good story, so after it ends, let's say we fought a three-headed demon of the quantum realm instead!"

And it was easy to act, when that's what he needed to do in order to keep others on task.

Rolls


Heal (AoE)
4d20 (10 + 1 + 6 + 11) + 25 + 25 + 25 + 25 = 43 (Total divided by 3)
+43 HP to 3 targets @Zelrius, @Seigi Ling Ling, Cain
You are vulnerable.
Harmonic Magic | Cain Darlite | 1495C4

(BA) Coordinate | Summon S | Cain Darlite
Target: Seigi gain 30(S) extra modifier to their attack, heal, or buff actions



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