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Post by Chikako Safaia on Oct 19, 2020 12:11:23 GMT -4
Chikako was deep in her thoughts, the fear toxin was taking a toll on her, even though she knew it was not real she couldn't quite escape the grasp of the toxins or the nonestop fear that resided inside her. Flashes of her childhood from the sight of the small dogs kept flashing into her , the static inside her ears rang louder turning into thunderous crackling. The static that was always in her ears grew larger. Then, suddenly, it stopped. The light from the newcomer dispelling the fear toxins. The dogs that surrounded her like a dark circle; dispersed.
"W-whats", chikako let out a suprised gasp as she she blinked a bit trying to figure out what was going on again as she was so self-absorbed in her thoughts prior. Wiping the tears out of her eyes, she finnally visibly saw the 'iron woman' infront of the students. She got into her feet, tenbi seemingly relaxed and followed her movement. She moved with caution seeing the man had taken a dorm ankewd. "i-i see" the timid chikako briefly entering as her mind was cleared, though the bubbling anger returning quickly as she remember why she was like. "I'll kill you", she gritted her teeth towards the puppet master. She turned her shield into a blade with a click of a button and nodded to Tenbi. Tenbi would be charging in berserker style in attempt to smash the freak.
Tldr Chikako breaks the toxins with help of the new lady Tenbi goes back to trying to kill the puppeteer
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Post by Jack Orion on Oct 21, 2020 19:38:31 GMT -4
自由自在 to be free; completely unrestrained. Jack genuinely didn't think that he could feel the amount of pure anger that he was feeling at the moment. The most he remembered feeling...well, besides given all that had been happening the last few months, the angriest he felt was maybe back when he had first developed his Quirk. All the raw anguish, terror, and rage that he felt in that moment practically forced the small dragon child into a silent pact of non-violence and aggression. Sure, he was all talk back then, but he wouldn't really hurt a fly if he could avoid it. Save the cow incident when he was about 8, he did relatively well for the most part.
However, this current anger he felt was a different beast altogether. It was like his mind was foggy, for the most part. He could still assess the situation around him, still at least process all that was happening, but it felt like past that he was only partly in control, like he had a not-so-friendly copilot besides him. Even so...it was still one that he could feel himself agreeing with. He didn't know WHAT that whole vision was, but all he knew was that he saw this bastard hurt the one person he cared for most in this world. And to him...well, he was lucky that he was already dead. Else he'd probably be in a shape almost worst than death.
The dragon charged forwards in his outrage, charging one final blast to put the bastard in his place. He didn't care what happened at this point - this puppet master needed to be put back down. And he was going to be the one to do it, one way or another. Before, it was just another villain who needed smacking around - now it was just personal. The puppeteer tried to wring in another one of his puppets to meet him, but something preventing him from doing so. He didn't really know what at the moment - nor did he really care.
With the distraction he needed, Jack got close enough to finally put an end to this madness. He fired a mighty laser from his maw, aimed practically point blank at the puppeteer. The beam certainly did it's job, for the most part. He could literally see the bastard getting incinerated, all except for an odd ball that dropped to the ground. For the moment, the dragon dismissed it. For all he knew, it was just what Loki was using to reanimate the corpse. One way or another, the deed was done.
As the blast cleared, Jack would suddenly start to revert back to his normal form, the small boy dropping to his knees for a moment, breathing heavily. Tears fell from the boy's eyes, but his mind would quickly begin to clear as he took in everything around him. Apparently, the religious woman had been the one who managed to get the Puppeteer distracted long enough for the final strike to be dealt. He didn't really know how he felt about a Vigilante helping them like that, but all that really mattered now was that the zombie was gone.
The dragon's anger was quelled, only to be replaced quickly with anguish. He knew it was all just a vision, but it was enough to remind him of all that he had so far failed to do. Damn it all...he still didn't feel strong enough, despite it all. He took a deep, shaky breath, just letting his tears out as the memories once again flowed.
However, this little water-fest would quickly be halted, as he would quickly be able to hear a sudden heartbeat. Jack's gaze quickly returned to the source, the small wooden ball from before. His face quickly turned from a look of sorrow to that of a shocked outrage as he realized that the villain wasn't done yet, as the would quickly begin to use pieces of the other puppets to form a new body altogether.
Before Jack could properly react, he could still feel the remnants of the fear toxin ache his mind, more crippling memories of the vision before sending another torrent of emotions through the dragon boy. Before he could fully pull himself together, the now reformed puppet would fire off a giant laser towards both him and Chikako, the end seeming nigh for the students. Jack could only watch, paralyzed, as he would mutter a final prayer to Meara, a final sorry for failing her.
However, then a miracle happened. A voice would suddenly boom out of the blue, and a laser would quickly fire from behind, countering the beam and creating an explosion sending the student back a bit. A golden light would surround them, and suddenly Jack's mind was a lot clearer than it was before. He blinked in confusion, not really knowing what was going on.
In front of them was now a woman with her back to the group, having a very brief conversation with the villain. Jack would slowly begin to stand up, mostly just gathering his thoughts. Though the toxin may be gone, the dragon boy would quickly find his rage flare right back up, though much more controlled than before. He didn't really understand who the woman was, nor what the deal was with her allies and their suits. All he could really tell was at the least, they were on their side.
The woman would turn to them, telling them about how the wood was unburnable. As she spoke, a realization hit Jack. Sure, the villain must have the same brute strength as the dragon puppet before, but...there wasn't any real way that it was any more durable that it was previously. A fire reignited inside his eyes, and he simply nodded, taking a deep breath, focusing himself.
And then, the villain charged right for the woman, his speed...well, in Jack's opinion, it was pitiful. The small boy would quickly cover his arms and his legs with their black scales and claws, and rushed to meet the villain with even greater speed. He would attempt to send the bastard back with a full force punch to the gut, using all the strength he could muster.
He would stood defiantly against the villain, his eyes a crimson red along with his horns and chest, the latter of which glowing so much that it looked like it was on fire."I can't say I know much of what's really going on...but I do know something. I said before that I would incinerate you...until nothing is left!" he exclaimed, charging forwards along with Chikako to do battle with the puppet once more! notes words tag someone
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Post by Fujou Nozomi on Oct 31, 2020 23:14:08 GMT -4
The wicked one continued to spout its curses, consumed by their futile anger. They could do nothing to stop the purifying flames that washed over their being, granting them the cremation that their earthly body had failed to receive. "Namu Busshin."The familiarity of the phrase managed to break through the haze of pain that was clouding Nozomi's thinking, and would have to do instead of any more elaborate send-offs. Her hand finally managed to pinch into the thing searing within her shoulder and, with one swift motion ripped it out and threw it away. There was no blood; the heat had been more than enough to sear the vessels shut. She could practically hear the sighs Abe-sensei would make as he'd have a look at her after this was all over. Nozomi let out a big sigh herself as she allowed her body to calm down for a moment. The pain was still great, but it had grown more dull by now. Her aura started to slowly fade as she reached into her salt pouch once more, thinking about what rites there still had to be done... ...but it still wasn't over. Suddenly, the wicked one's form reformed into something less than a human. It took the masked miko and her recovering body by surprise, and she could barely progress attack before it was already about to happen. "Run!"
However, a miracle did happen. A woman, alongside her armored companions, managed to save the students. Her subsequent help also helped to alleviate her pain, although it couldn't mend her arm. With their lead, it was time for another assault to try and finally bring down the evil spirit. Rushing into the fray with the others with this arm wouldn't do. Neither would the rubble. This time it had to be something more precise, something that would hit the target and only the target. The one suitable object that her quick survey of the surroundings revealed to her was one of the store banners with a metallic pole. It was already in a state of disarray thanks to all that had happened. "It's not archery, but that's how the bamboo bends."
The masked miko quickly plucked it, tore away the advertisement and faced the situation once again with determined gaze. Her aura flared into being as chanted. "In Yo In Yo"The pole was tossed spinning up into the air. Nozomi's eyes followed it intently. Her posture lowered. The muscles in her body once again reserved their workspace as the still-working arm winded back once more. The pole was falling down. "In-Yo-In-Yo"As soon as Nozomi's descending line of sight caught the wicked one amidst the chaos, her body surged forth. Her palm surged forth, striking the pole's end "Hamaya*!"and launched it, propelled with the winds of the aura much like the rubble before. It was on a direct trajectory with the wicked one's torso. It'd come down to whether he could keep track of this threat on top of the others charging at him.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2020 5:27:39 GMT -4
The puppeteer's new body felt right. However, much of the wood he was using had taken damage during the fight. He only had enough juice left to kill these miserable excuses for heroes and his rebellious daughter. Once she was made anew, she would never rebel against him again. She would see the truth in his work. And she would be free of this world's sins. But as he charged forward, he felt the punch to his midsection. The pathetic dragon, his white scales now wholly pitch black, had intercepted him, causing him to fly backward. Damn these people! Why won't they die?!
He was winding up another attack but the demon girl came in next swinging her sword. Her demon struck with anger, each hit resounding against his wooden body. She followed with a sword strike to the shoulder followed by the dragon's slashes to the chest. They were aggressively attacking from all angles, giving him little time to respond. But he had something for these two his hand morphed into the mouth of a dragon, preparing to spread his fear toxin. That was until the aura spear/pole to the side caught him. The force of it pinned him against the wall of the school's gate, taking his ability away to actually move.
He tried to pull himself out the wall, only to be met with four blue arrows, pinning him further into the wall. He looked up to see the armored version of his daughter walking up to her, a bow at the ready. He laughed at her, thinking that all of this would not be enough. "You think you have won, daughter?" He looked at the gathering heroes. "You think you all have won?! No matter how many times you smash me or burn me, you can't destroy me. Your pathetic world. It has never dealt with the likes of me. I have transcended mortality itself! I am a God!"
Chereka stepped out of the armor, putting a hand up to signal to the others to stop their attacks. "You're right," Chereka responded. How many years has she thought about getting vengeance on the man that took her happiness? How many years has she thought about having the chance to pay him back for what he has done to everyone? "You can't be burned or smashed. You would just find a new way to come back each time. As long as you have that core." She gave a smile as she looked him in the eye. "But you are not invincible."
At the moment she said that an arm fell from the wooden monstrosity, landing and then disintegrating into nothing. On closer inspection, one could see little bugs crawling on the arm before disappearing. He looked in anger towards the one he called a daughter. "You!" he yelled in anger. "What have you done?!" Chereka looked at the man she once called papa. She was sad to see what he had become, a man she viewed as having potential and someone she wanted to be like. But it was replaced by the anger of losing her mama. He murdered his own wife for power and she was planning to rid herself of this past once and for all.
"You should have stayed in your zombie body," Chereka taunted cooly. "You might have had a chance." She held up a small blue spider just like the one she sent out earlier to heal the group's injuries. "I sent nanobots on the field to help these guys out. I had a few of them carry termite larvae to those puppets you made. I wasn't counting on you pulling them in your own body or even having that wooden core, but it seems I get two birds for the price of one. I might not be good at making wooden monsters like you, but tech and biology is something I picked while you were... gone."
She walked closer to him, the swarms of termites creeping up his body. "I am guessing you put your heart or soul in that core," she said. "Meaning as soon as that core is eaten up, you are gone as well." The puppeteer laughed looking at the rest of the group. "You think you all have won?! There will always be someone new rising up. Someone who washes away all your sins. And then what?! You so call heroes is the reason that this world is what it is! You are the true murders of this play!" He looked to Chereka. "I wanted you to see the evil of this world! To join me as its savior!" He looked down at the termites making their way into his chest. He could feel the core being eaten up. "But you chose them over me. Just like the world has always done to me. After all that I have done, this world still chose sin over me."
He was off his rocker. Chereka wasn't sure the specific science behind this core thing he made, but maybe it was making him go mad. Maybe he programmed his heart in and then Loki's quirk must have strengthened it. She didn't care to think about the specifics. "You really have lost the plot, haven't you?" Chereka said. "It was never about proving that this world was lost. Or even about what you have lost. I didn't care about what we had or even when you lost your job. I wasn't focused on cleansing the world. You were my world. You and Mama." She stepped back from him. "That is until you crushed that world. You made it all about you and left us out. You wouldn't have done what you have done if you ever thought about us for just one second."
She looked at the other heroes that save the day. "Had they not weaken you and fought this hard, those termites would have not worked. Maybe this world that you think is lost can be saved. By them." She looked back at her adoptive father, his eyes filled with anger. "Why?!" he asked her. The termites began to cover his face quickly. "Don't you love me? Don't you love your father?" Chereka looked at him, shaking her head slowly. "You are not my father," she responded. "You are just a stranger in my memories."
The shock in his eyes was covered by the termites, his screams muffled away as he slowly turned to dust. The termites scattered away their bellies filled with the puppeteer's remains. She turned to the group. "Thank you," she said with tears in her eyes. She wiped them away, the dust blowing away in the wind. "Are you guys okay?" she asked them.
After making sure that everyone was good, Chereka tapped her earpiece. "Everything secure," she said. "Returning home. Activate protcol: Scrap Up." She turned to the group. "Thank you again. You guys were brave in making sure everyone was safe and protect the school. I can think of no better heroes to serve Japan." She climbed back in the blue robot. "I think you guys can take from here." She flew off as the sirens came into view. Last thing she wanted was to be caught out here. The heroes could take the credit for this one.
The heroes were thanked for their efforts. For anyone who didn't have a license was allowed to leave quietly or pardoned due to the state of this event. All civilians were safe, some even thanking the heroes for all they have done. Maybe there were heroes who could make the world right. Someone who was focused on helping others. And to Chereka, that was good enough.
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Post by Rosey on Nov 11, 2020 10:14:51 GMT -4
Everyone unlocked a 25 exp group bonus!
Des and Kozy already gained their 1 EP for this event on another character. Chikako, Jack and Nozomi gained 1 EP for this event finale.
Desmoshi (Char) has 831 exp and gained 25 + 76 exp. Chikako has 397 exp and gained 25 + 14 exp. Jack has 454 exp and gained 25 + 45 exp. Amare has 338 exp and gained 25 + 22 exp. Nozomi has 214 exp and gained 25 + 32 exp.
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