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367/Rib Night at the Bar And Grill

2014-08-08T09:38:51Z

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|Synopsis=It's RIB NIGHT at the BAR AND GRILL. Look at all this social RP going on!
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|Cast of Characters=21, 41, 43, 78, 528
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     It's one of those gimmicky things that many places do to attract more attention. ALL YOU CAN EAT RIB NIGHT. If that doesn't attract Saiyen from around the Multiverse, nothing will, man. It's not just Saiyen that it's attracted though, because they've opened a large buffet table with every kind of rib known to man, woman, child, Martian, you name it. Including tofu and celery ribs for the vegans present. BBQ Baked beans of every type to go along with it, baked potatos, baked sweet potatos, ears of BBQ'd corn, corn dogs, hot dogs, grilled mushroom burgers, grilled eggplant, grilled tilapia, grilled salmon, grilled clams and oysters, salads...     Really it's 'get people in, get food eaten, get word out' night, so even though it's all you can eat ribs? it's really ALL YOU CAN EAT EVERYTHING.     Which is why a red-haired SOLDIER is standing at the plate line, grabbing several plates at once, and slowly making her way down the line, grabbing things here and there where she can. She's already got a table in the back of course-- and seated under the table is her umbreon. Seated BY the table is her Arcanine. Woman is the leader of the pack, so to speak. 

:'''{{#var:528|Bahamut (528)}} has posed:'''      He is not a Saiyan, but Bahamut does have quite an appetite. He is a 15 foot tall dragon, after all. He rumbles as he steps through the door, then carefully makes his way over toward the line. He's used to being careful around smaller things, but today it is a bit harder thanks to the beating he took at the metal hands of Megatron the day before. He is heavily bandaged around his torso, with one arm in a sling. And even through his thick armored skin, bruises can be seen about his face and shoulders.      He nods to the SOLDIER as he approaches, then grins lightly and rumbles, "Greetings. I am Bahamut." He doesn't realize he just talked to Raven a few minutes ago on the radio. He turns with a plate in hand, and pauses as a wing catches on the buffet line. He rumbles again, then folds his wings up tightly. "It is sometimes inconvenient being so large..." 

:'''{{#var:78|Vinyl Scratch (78)}} has posed:'''     All you can eat FOOD. All you can drink DRINKS. And all you can play MUSIC. Wait no, that last part isn't for everybody, its for one particular pony that's been touring about ever since Sburb ended. While it was never officially named, a lot of fans had dubbed it the Post-Ascension tour if only because, well, pantheon. Not that Scratch really gloated about it. It was cool, yeah, but it didn't change anything, right? ... Right?     ANYWAY, wubs be banging whilst the shaded DJ noms on some BBQ'd something or other up there, away from the decks. Wouldn't be good to get corn on the turntables or BBQ Sauce in the equalizer, now would it? And do you even have to guess what the first song of the night is? Nah. You shouldn't. Not if you know this gal. (( http://youtu.be/LkIWmsP3c_s )) 

:'''{{#var:43|Rainbow Dash (43)}} has posed:'''     -In Ponyville- It was a pretty awesome night for one rainbow maned pegasus. The night crew had the sky so clear that the full moon above shown brightly down on just about everything. Sure, it wasn't as bright as it was during the day, but it meant that Rainbow Dash had a few more hours of at least quasi-light to get in some more epic moves before she called it a night. Twist and turn, loop and spin. While no one was probably looking up so late at night, at least Queen Luna got a pretty good show. That is, until Rainbow's stomach loudly announced that she hadn't had anything since dinner, and she was burning through way too many calories without putting anything else in. Not one to deny her stomach, she collected her water bottle, and made a bee-line for home. That was the plan anyway, until she zipped through the front door.     -In the Bar and Grill- That Portal To Anywhere opens, and a rainbow blur abruptly flies through. Rainbow Dash briefly gets a wide-eye'd look at the change of her surroundings, before flying, head first, straight into the coat check room. 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' Without much fanfare or ceremony, Yuuma enters the bar and grill. He doesn't stand out much, despite having pink hair and yellow eyes. There are weirder people in the Multiverse! Particularly at the bar and grill. PARTICULARLY during a 'Come And Eat To Your Heart's Content' event happening at the bar and grill! The only things that might really mark him as a person of interest are the large Pokeball-with-eyes he's carrying in his left hand and the yellow tick/spider thing sticking out of his hoodie's breast pocket. 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     "Oh, hey, yo." Raven nods to Bahamut.. pauses, then looks at him, and blinks, one brow arched. "Huh." She says, thoughtfully, "You almost look like the dragons I'm constantly chasing away from my ranch," she says, amusedly, "... Neat." Then eyes the wings with a wince. "You know if you want, you could take a seat over by my brother there and I could fill a plate for you? I'm already filling one for my brother and my arcanine.." She says, gesturing at the table guarded by Umbreon and Arcanine alike. "Be a lot easier, since you're so big, sir," She says. Hey, she CAN be polite when she wants.. She just has to WANT to. 

:'''{{#var:528|Bahamut (528)}} has posed:'''      Bahamut growls lightly at the suggestion, then sighs. "...very well." he says. He moves over toward the indicated table and carefully takes a seat. He doesn't even bother with a chair. "Thank you." he says, then goes to cross his arms over his chest in his usual pose. Except...one arm doesn't move, causing him to growl in annoyance. "It has been a long while since I was injured so badly." he says, then grins. "It was a glorious battle. Megatron will think twice before accusing me of being weak again." he says, bragging just a bit.      He is distracted as colorful ponies and the music they bring with them. He raises an eyeridge, then chuckles before eyeing Yuuma. 

:'''{{#var:78|Vinyl Scratch (78)}} has posed:'''     The bigger the crowd the better! Scratch is greeting anyone that wanders in, either waving or giving them a nod if she's busy on the decks. So far the music has been pretty casual, though the next one is entirely Dash's fault since she showed up. She'll know it too, probably. (( http://youtu.be/xPfMb50dsOk )) 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' Yuuma's quick to look around, his gaze almost nervous. It lingers on the pony DJ, and he ofers a shy wave. He's heard of her, actually! Never seen her before, though. It's really good music! He is, however, still looking around. And holy crap is a /dragon/ eyeing him?! Suddenly he visibly hunkers down. There's a lot of other food here, right? Hopefully it's enough for a dragon, so he won't be looking for a snack. Yuuma's too scrawny to serve as even a decent appetizer anyway... 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     Raven smirks a little, and isn't dumb when serving up a plate for a dragon, mind you- She picks one of everything, three when it's meat and ribs, and four when it comes to steaks. (Granted she also manages to load up four steaks on her own plate, having found a tray somewhere. She soon heads to the table, setting Bahamut's tray of MEAT AND OTHER STUFF down before him, sets hers down, and heads back, disappearing, only to return carrying a pitcher of rootbeer in one hand, and a pitcher of mead in the other, and a pitcher of water balanced between them. She sets all three down, and then pours herself a glass of the soda, and two bowls of water for her pokemon, before seating herself.     "So -you're-.. ahh." She grins a little. Can't really let on after all. "Mm. Megatron. Hopefully not the same assbutt I used to know. I hated that guy man. total assbutt of the Confederacy, but." She shrugs. 

:'''{{#var:43|Rainbow Dash (43)}} has posed:''' Rainbow Dash walks out of the coat check room, a few coats still clinging to her. She kicks one off of her hind leg, while trying to flap another off of one of her wings. "Get off!" She complains. She flaps hard enough that the coat goes flying off. "Okay, who moved my-" The pegasus pauses, looking around her curiously. Her expression brightens abruptly. "Oh hey, this place! Awesome!" Wings spread, and she launches herself off of the floor and into the main bar. Her ears prick up at the music flooding into the place. "I recognize those tunes! HEY, PON-3!" She waves vigerously at Scratch, "Where the hay have you been hiding?!" 

:'''{{#var:78|Vinyl Scratch (78)}} has posed:''' The DJ gives a energetic wave to Dash, "Touring! Had shows to catch up on!" VS calls back as the last tune ends. A smirk. A record, a message. Oh noes it has a swear in it. OH well. Deal with it. *shades* "You came on the right night, Dash! All you can eat! Drink! I'm sure they have your favorite around here somewhere! (( http://youtu.be/y0iypW_xbUA?t=1m0s )) 

:'''{{#var:528|Bahamut (528)}} has posed:'''      Despite his displeasure at needing help, Bahamut seems pleased to be served. He has a personal servant at his temple, after all. "Thank you, miss...?" he says, even as one big clawed hand reaches down to pick up one of those big steaks before raising it so he can take a bite out of it, donut style.      Bahamut chuckles when Yuuma hides. "Do not be afraid. I do not eat people." he says, then grins. "Most of the time." He chuckles good-naturedly after that, then looks over at the ponies before back to his plate. 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     "DeVanos. Raven DeVanos. Mercenary for hire, and Chocobo Rancher." Raven says, replying to Bahamut, though she doesn't offer a hand. She just nods a bow at him, and smiles. Then she carefully picks up a large rib, and begins to eat away at it very undaintily, and once the bone is stripped, hands it to the arcanine who has scooted up behind her. Chips gladly takes the bone, and begins to chew on it noisily, using STRONG teeth to bite off chunks like a hyena at an elephant skull. Aries (the umbreon) makes a face, and nudges at her hip. Raven sighs, grabs a napkin, wipes her hands briefly, and dishes him out a plate of pulled pork, rice, and a piece of pizza cut into small squares. Aries smirks, and begins to pick off things to eat, FAR more daintily than Raven herself does.     "Been in the Multiverse a long time; used to work for the 'Feds under Assbutt Megatron, until I said 'fudge this shindig' and left. Worked for the Union, too, for a time, but. War, ain't my style." 

:'''{{#var:43|Rainbow Dash (43)}} has posed:''' "About time you got off your flanks!" Rainbow Dash teases, grinning toothily at Scratch, "You pick up any new tricks on the road?" Dash's stomach chooses that time to let another growl, reminding her of why she was brought here in the first place. "Now you're talking my stomach's language." Rainbow soars towards the food table, flying just the heads of several bar goers. "Hey Yuuma!" She says, waving a hoof as she briefly soars above the familiar trainer. Though she almost forgets to flap for a moment when she passes the dragon, Bahamut. "... Whoa." 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' That does indeed put Yuuma at ease, noting the response from the dragon. Though he does recognize the humor. At least, he HOPES it's a joke. He retrieves a tablet computer from a backpack he's wearing, it's that from which the reply actually emits. <<Sorry. Kneejerk reaction. You're a lot bigger than me.>> The voice is obviously an electronic, artificial one. He looks up as his name is called, and smiles. <<Hello, Dash.>> And the little yellow thing, which ha dbeen hiding up until that point, peeks out to wave at the blue pony. Food is good, yes! 

:'''{{#var:528|Bahamut (528)}} has posed:'''      Bahamut chuckles at Raven, causing him to wince a bit. "I see. I used to work with chocobos myself. I cannot do that as much anymore. They...flee at the sight of me." He shakes his head, a wry smile on his face. "I suppose it is a fair trade. I gained a lot of power. But, chocobo can be so peaceful. I am a bit sad I can no longer ride them." he says.      At the comment about the war, he just chuckles again. "War is worthless, I agree, but if evil wishes to crush good, I am obligated to intervene." he says before taking another bite, finishing off a steak. He grins as Rainbow Dash passes, and gives a smug little wink before swallowing. "Impressive, aren't I?" he says, rumbling in what could be described as a playful menacing way afterword. "I am Bahamut. And you are?"      Yuuma's response earns a slight smirk from Bahamut. "It is a healthy reaction." he says, then motions toward Yuuma's device. "Is that producing your voice?" 

:'''{{#var:43|Rainbow Dash (43)}} has posed:''' "Eh," Rainbow Dash says, acting cockily indifferent, "I've seen bigger." But she smirks jokingly a second later, "Okay, yeah, I guess you're pretty cool looking. Name's Rainbow Dash, only the most awesome pegasus you'll ever see!" With her ego in check, Dash soars on to the food table to gather up some things to munch on. 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     "Yeah, peaceful, s'why I also work as a Mercenary on the side," Chuckles Raven over Chocobos being peaceful, "Also I take care of my kids, a mess of animals and pokemon, and I have.. contracts here and there. I'm rarely bored, but." She shrugs, and then grabs an ear of corn, beginning to gnaw on it thoughtfully, as she looks at Yuuma curiously, eying the joltik thoughtfully. "hn. Joltik. Annoyingly cute little bastards," she murmurs to herself. "I've got an electric type myself, mate.. Not that I wanted her, but I'm not gonna just abandon her since I got'er from a Rocket.." she says. She grins at Dash and Wubz nearby, shooting Vinyl gun fingers and a wink, while hoisting a fist at air level for Dash to Bro-hoof. 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' Yuuma nods to the question about his voice. <> From his other hand, the Pokeball-with-eyes Voltorbs, "<When he cannot speak and does not have access to this device, we speak for him.>" And the yellow bug Joltiks, "<Yup! It's not too hard, since we know what he's thinking and all. My name's Juru! The red-and-white ball is Denka! And this guy...>" He pokes at Yuuma's hoodie. "<...Is Yuuma!>" Raven's comment of having gotten a Pokemon from Team Rocket gets a bit of a frown from Yuuma. <<Poor thing.>> Holding up the Voltorb, <> "<And you almost ended up mentally linking with it,>" Denka reminds him. A sheepish look from Yuuma. <<Hey, I didn't, did I?>> "<You /almost/ did,>" the Joltik notes. 

:'''{{#var:528|Bahamut (528)}} has posed:'''      Bahamut just grins to Rainbow Dash. "So have I." he says, motioning to his injuries. He doesn't seem to mind when the pony heads out. He chomps on another steak, then looks around at all the pokemon. "What are these creatures?" he asks, looking to Raven for the answer before finishing off another steak and continuing feasting.      He stays long enough to finish off his plate, then stands slowly. "Actually, I should be going. I need to make sure and heal properly. There is no telling when I will be needed again." he says. He nods to Yuuma and Raven. "Thank you both for the conversation, and thank you Raven for assisting me." he says, then makes his way toward the door. 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     Raven mms at Yuuma's reaction, and scowls over the idea of legendaries being cloned. Then she says simply, "Don't worry too much about her. I've got a knack with handling Pokemon that used to be in Rocket hands. Kind of comes with having -been- a Rocket once, myself." She says, smirking faintly, but not looking too malicious. Aries pauses in his eating, and watches Yuuma carefully. After all, his sister just said something that tends to piss people off (for good reason.) Raven seems to catch his unease though- and follows up with: "Ain't a Rocket no more. My world, I'm one of the few who got out alive. Only because everyone ELSE was dead." She grimaces, shakes her head. She DOES offer the Joltik a hand though - not, oddly, Yuuma. "Nice to meet you, Juru, and Denka," she nods to the voltorb.     "Pokemon," Raven answers to Bahamut, "And it was my pleasure, sir. You should not be ashamed to ask for help if it can be given you," She smiles a little, and then bobs her head, "I hope you have a pleasent evening." 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' <> Yuuma replies. <<It was someone called 'Dark Industry' or something like that.>> Denka visibly shudders at the name. <<Denka was being used to power machines. I thought it was a Pokeball, so I picked it up. And got shocked. That doesn't hurt me all that much, though.>> "" Denka adds. 'Self Destruct' being a typical 'last resort' type behavior from a Voltorb. 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     Raven nods thoughtfully, listening as she noms on her corn cob, then smirks faintly, "After as many times as I've been shocked by Pikachu, or sunblasted by Bulbasaur, I'm pretty... 'tonka tough' when it comes to elemental attacks," She says, grinning softly, "Though I prefer... other types." She picks up a rib still covered in meat and tosses this back to her arcanine, who catches it up in his jaws and begins to crunch through it with a thumping wag of his tail. After all, meat AND bone. Raven treats her 'mon well. 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' The jaw strength of an Arcanine is quite amazing. And Yuuma hasn't quite gotten used to that yet, because his eyes go a little wide when he hears the bone crunching. Yikes! In the meantime, Juru pipes up, "<Well... he's kinda stuck with electric Pokemon, because he's an electric type himself!>" The statement gets Yuuma to look back, and he nods. <<Afraid so. I have to be careful, because I don't have control of my abilities yet. I still shock people when I'm startled. Can't risk that happening to a bird or water-type.>> 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     Raven nods, then suggests: "Ground types are resistant to electricity, as are rock types. You could try one of those two types as well?" She smiles a little, "And plant types are not as strongly effected, though not resistant. I would say maybe get uh.... A tropius or a torterra for a really big defense system. Onix for if you need something to ride..." She looks betwen Yuma and her arcanine then.. and laughs.     "Aw sug don't you be afraid of Chips here. He's a retired police dog, he ain't gonna hurt nobody unless they're tryin' to hurt me on purpose. He's one of my best friends." She grins, reaching back to run fingers through the firedog's thick fur, and then grins, looking back. "I rode him through the Battle of the Black King, at the end of the Sburb War." She says, pausing a moment to make a gesture at the scars marking her face, "That's when i got these dillys here." 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' Yuuma nods, tilting his head in thought. <<That's true. and walking everywhere has been a huge pain in the butt.>> It's also pretty noticeable (mentioned now because his player is DERP and forgot to earlier) that he's not actually typing his response in. The tablet, which looks like just a normal everyday tablet computer, is speaking it for him, it seems. But his facial expression shifts as the words come out, as if he were really speaking them, even though he's not. The mention that 'Chips' the Arcanine is a police dog gets a thoughtful look. <<Oh, that's right. The Officers Jenny use Arcanine, don't they?>> A pause. <<Wait. 'Chips'? As in. The show?>> To note, he's much younger than someone who knows the show should be, and he's Japanese besides. He looks up as Raven notes her scars, and winces a little. <<I've heard about that, but I didn't see what happened before. I did hear it was pretty rough, though.>> 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     A laugh, and a nod: "Ayeup. Chips was named for the show about California Highway Patrol," Raven grins. "He came with the name though, and I asked him if he wanted to change it, and he said 'nope'." She grins. "There was a famous arcanine in the army, who saved many people's lives, who was also named Chips, because of the show. So it's kind of a double- honor for him, right boy?" <Yess'um, it sure is,> The dog drawls, without looking up from his bone.     Raven then nods: "Growlithe, actually, and Chips here served with the Jennies for quite some time as a growlie, but when he retired, Jennifer let me take him on as... a personal favor. See, I've.. done a lot to work toward making a better name for myself in the islands. I may've been a Rocket once, but, I got too old for that crap." She grins a little, then nods. She takes a few sips of her rootbeer, eying the device Yuuma has. "Pretty near little tablet y'all got there. Kind of similar to my brother's collar. Aries, c'mere and let'im get a look at your armor," she says, looking at the Umbreon. Aries' ears lay back, but with a (put upon even) sigh he comes out from under the table and lets Yuuma look at the metal collar about his neck; which houses a voice speaker. "I designed it myself usin' some Confederate tech. It can sense his minor psionics projecting thought at it, and translate them to words. He can't speak normally, so." 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' Yuuma actually chuckles at the response from the Arcanine. Though it's less actual audible sound and more 'smile and shaking his of shoulders', since aforementioned 'can't talk'. <> He leans towards Chips to get a better look at him. Though he doesn't reach out to touch, because he's not sure how much 'canine while eating' Chips has. He won't touch, because he doesn't want to get bit. <<It's admirable you want to try to make things better, whether you were a Rocket or not,>> Yuuma notes. <<A lot of people don't care that much.>> Though the mention of his tablet gets a blink, and he looks down at it. <<Oh. It's just a regular tablet. Sony Xperia Z2.>> He pauses, to turn the screen towards Raven. Yup. Just a regular tablet. He does however, look at the collar. And the mention that Aries can't talk? This is very interesting! <<Oh? Why not?>> This he aims at Aries. 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     Aries lays his ears back a bit, and looks nervously over at Raven before he speaks up; the voice sounding rather like a young child. <Some stupid people decided the best way to get at Raven was to cut my vocal chords out, because I'm her starter pokemon and we used to be psionically bounded on a level close to that of a hyperlinker.> The umbreon says, as Raven just sort of ends up staring at her food a little, before she shakes her head, and picks up a fork, digging into the potato salad she grabbed. Raven follows up for him: "Aqua-Magma. They were trying to torture me. They killed several of my pokemon, but when they got to Aries, they made a mistake. I don't remember much about what happened after that, except I, Aries, and my Absol got out mostly alive." She says, simply. She frowns, and stabs a potato rather violently, "But that's the past... And while it hurts, I learned from it," She smiles just a little.         Aries frowns, shakes his head, and rolls his eyes, then says, <Ever since the SOLDIER process, our link has been weaker, but she and I are still connected thick as thieves. Brother and Sister. I go where she goes.> He smirks faintly. 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' Yuuma seems to have a rather typical quality for someone who's mute-- he's more expressive. So when Aries mentions his vocal cords were cut out, his eyes widen, and shock seems to suffise his entire expression. <<How horrible.>> He shakes his head. <> He indicates Juru and Denka. <<I. Can't say what I'd do if someone hurt or killed them. Probably attempt something horrible to the people who did it.>> Wow, vindictive kid! Even if he looks pretty innocent. He also smiles when Aries says he and Raven are siblings. <> 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     "I call him my brother because he's my starter.. And because we've, been together for both our lives very long." Raven says, chuckling softly. Aries sniffs. <She's only older than me by five years. She got me when she was five.> He shrugs, tail flipping a little. He turns, and picks up a chunk of pizza, puts it on the floor, and begins to nibble at it like a cat. Raven grins a little.. then nods to Yuma, having heard him.     "Oh, we got them back. it took a few years.. but we ran into a bunch of the agents who'd been responsible for torturing me a while ago.. and I rescued a Torchic from them. Poor thing was badly hurt though. Can't locomote right anymore, but is determined to fight for me since I saved his life, so. I keep him in my reserves," She says, softly, as she smiles.     "... I've always been better with Pokemon, and real monsters, than I am with people. So I guess that's why I've ended up with.. so many animals in my life." 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' Another silent chuckle from Yuuma at the exchange. <<You two have a headstart on me then,>> he teases. It's hard to tell 'tone' from his electronic-sounding voice, but the wry smirk on his face is enough to tell that he's kidding. <> Oh, but Raven's mention of being better with Pokemon definitely draws a sympathetic nod from Yuuma. <> A look to the tablet as the words appear on the screen. <<Kind of, anyway. I've always been better with machines than people. They're just so much more logical, you know?>> 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     "... Machines are m.. more logical." Raven can't help but grin at that. But it's a wry one. She nods, though. "I know what you mean, really. And hey, don't worry about gettin' a head start on people, neh? Just because we come from Kanto, doesn't mean we're better than you. Just means I'm more apt at being able to catch and link with Pokemon. You'll learn, don't worry." She grins. ".. You know. If you're good with machines, you should get a Porygon. Those are very good pokemon for machine users." 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' Yuuma nods. <<I've linked a little with these two. Just enough for basic communication. Since I'm not native, I probably won't ever be able to link any closer than that with a Pokemon. My brainwaves are probably different or something like that. But I feel them there. It's done a lot to make me realize I'm not alone anymore.>> In response, Juru twists around in his pocket and starts climing up his hoodie. When he reaches Yuuma's shoulder, he crawls up to Yuuma's face... and nuzzles his cheek. Happy Juru is happy! ^w^ As Juru climbs back down into the pocket, Yuuma considers Raven's suggestion. <<I've seen a Porygon at work. Having some hacking ability could be useful. I can TALK to machines. Like, literally. 'Hi machine, how ya doin'? Oh, ess-ess-dee-dee, how about you?' but I can't just plain hack into a computer normally.>> 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     "A porygon should be easy for you to find if you have the right connections. If you can get in touch with the Union, ask to speak to Alexis Hanekari, or Ash Ketchum. They're the best two Trainers I know. Alexis herself has a Porygon, but I don't think she's breeding any time soon." She shrugs. "I can't really help you much with that aspect, I, don't go to Kanto often. I'm still not welcome in a lot of places, and I'd rather not go where I'm not wanted." She shrugs. Smiles a little. Then leans back thoughtfully. "I think you're doing fine though. Your joltik appears to be very happy where he is, as does your Voltorb. And believe me, if a voltorb isn't happy, you know." 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' Yuuma's expression takes on a look of recognition! <<I've met Alexis before. She was the one that helped me get started with Pokemon training. I watched her Galvantula stop a store robbery,>> he explains. <> He pauses thoughtfully as Raven mentions not wanting to go where she's not wanted. <> There's a low, quiet electronic whine from his machine that functions well as an audible ellipsis. It's not high-pitched enough to hurt a canine's ears, though. Yuuma nods as Raven notes his Pokemon seem happy. But it's Denka who speaks up first. "<The boy is intelligent enough to fully utilize all three of our talents to their fullest. Even beyond, sometimes.>" Juru nods. "<We made a yo-yo move we can all three use together in a fight! I make a thread, Yuuma ties it around Denka, and then throws Denka like a yo-yo! Denka can use Sonic Boom, too, so Yuuma doesn't have to hit things with Denka.>" <<No, I wouldn't use Denka to hit something with,>> Yuuma replies. <> 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     "Okay, good, yes. Alexis can definetly help you," Raven says with a smile. "She can help you find a porygon." She looks between thw two electric'mon and grins at their recounting.. then smiles a bit easier when Yuuma says he would never hit someone with the voltorb. "See, you're off to a great start. Your pokemon like you and trust you, and you're not abusing them. That's a very good start indeed." He gets a smile! Of course by now Raven has pretty much finished almost everything she picked up from the buffet. She mms, first at tthe empty plates, then the sated pokemon, and says, "It's been VERY nice to talk to you, Yuuma! I wouldn't mind talking to you again some time even. Here," She pulls a card out of one of the pockets of her apron, and offers it to him. "This is my card. You can find my ranch via the address, and you can also find my e-mail there." She grins. "Come by for a visit some time, you can meet the rest of my pokemon, and my son. Don't worry about shocking any of us, like I said, I'm not as badly effected by electricity, and my boy, Malkuth, isn't either. And any of my pokemon, if you shock them, will understand, I'll explain it before hand, hm?" She smiles. "You seem like a very nice gentleman who needs friends." 

:'''{{#var:21|Yuuma Nakano (21)}} has posed:''' Yuuma smiles, accepting the card and looking at it. He takes on a sheepish look as she mentions the possible accidental shocking. <<It usually doesn't happen unless I get startled. And Juru can sometimes absorb a little of it. Of course, he has to bite me to do that, and it kind of hurts.>> Can a Joltik grin evilly? Because if they can, Juru so totally does, with a 'Tik-ing "<Ehehe....>" Denka, on the other hand, rolls its eyes. <<I'll come visit sometime,>> he promises. His smile gentles a little when she mentions he needs friends. <<Yeah. Everyone could use more friends,>> he agrees. <<Good to meet you, Miss Devanos.>> "<Pleasure to meet you. I look forward to speaking with you again,>" Denka adds. Waving from Yuuma's pocket, Juru adds, "<We'll see you again! Take care!>" 

:'''{{#var:41|Raven DeVanos (41)}} has posed:'''     Raven smiles, and stands; bowing first to Yuuma, and then again to each Pokemon he has- Pausing to offer Juru a finger wave and a grin back. Aries stands, and slips in beside her as the Arcanine, Chips, takes her othere side-- and she leans against the Arcanine even, as they head for the door, Raven limping a bit as she goes, thus explaining the lean against the large fire dog. A waves before they're out the door even comes.. and then gone. 

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316/Words Of The Wise

2014-07-31T07:32:32Z

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|Poses=:'''{{#var:325|Rhapsody (325)}} has posed:''' After sealing the doors to the Aerie atop Thirix, Rhapsody had barely moved from one spot. A particular spot in the massive hoard near the back. There's no real sign of WHY it's her spot, however. Someone would have to ask. What is she doing? The same thing she has been doing for a while. Staring up at a pair of stars. Occasionally sleep has snuck in there, too. Her coat is no where to be seen, so at least she didn't just flop and not move for 12 hours. That would be strange. The doors are STILL locked. . . . highly doubtful that will stop a certain Nohbody... 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:'''     Doubtful indeed; Noh still has her mysterious way of getting into places. Oh, look, here the Dhampir comes now-- dropping from a portal above with the faint sound of a ringing bell accompanied by the lilt of children's laughter. The portal vanishes as the half-blood lands silently in a crouch, then stands, letting eyes scan across the pan of the horde. All those shiny objects- yet never a one taken by the admited kleptomaniac. Her dementia knows its boundaries, if not common sense. She takes a breath, and then summons her giant spoon, walking forward through the treasures and inventions, leaning on it like a walking stick, and clucking her tongue.     "Not my place to be saying it," She murmurs, as she makes for the Guild Master, "But you really should clean this up. He has no need for this horde, and it is time that you start your own." 

:'''{{#var:325|Rhapsody (325)}} has posed:''' "This was never his hoard, Noh, it was a place to rest. The Guild was his hoard," Rhapsody's quick to point out. It was the same for the young Guildmaster as well. The whole of the Izzet League, every person, weapon, vehicle, weird, and invention, was part of this mental hoard that Niv had, and now Rhapsody owned the whole blasted thing. Big shoes to fill. "And I use it for that purpose.. sometimes.." the way she says it... she probablY DOES assume her true form, sometimes, when no one is around.. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:'''     A soft chuckle. "Dragons, hm? And yet they still make more sense than the Kindred do," Noh speaks- but not to Rhapsody. No, her head is canted slightly to gaze up at the stars that Rhapdosy herself has been watching. Specifically, the blue star- But then Noh nods, and adds, "And don't you tell me you made sense, my friend, some of the best things inventors do makes absolutely no sense at all to anyone but the man- or master, holding the tools." She grins, letting her rarely seen fangs show a moment. Before she sighs, and slides into a hunker at Rhapsody's side, running her fingers over a few gold coins.     "You are angry with yourself, my friend, because you let your anger rule you for a moment." Noh looks over at the white scaled red, and then bobs her head a little. "But there's more, isn't there.. You are afraid." 

:'''{{#var:325|Rhapsody (325)}} has posed:''' There's no anger about that, and there's no hiding it either. Instead, Rhapsody just sighs. "I'm not even ten years old and I'm running a tenth of Ravnica. Yes. I'm scared," she says, somewhat harshly at first, but her tone softens. "Even with all three of us it's obvious what the entire city thinks. Just go down to the entrance and listen to them try to ask questions.." 

:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:''' If there's one thing Jeannette wishes she could be at this time, it was dramatic. At the very least, it meant not having to knock on that door, and go right in. But the roof was too for her to do any climbing... and she didn't even really know why she was considering that. Some wild fancy that would allow her to do something else than knock on that door after a long, long walk down the hallway. Getting through to the elevator hadn't been a problem for her; She was getting entirely too fond of her phalanx of Royal Marines clearing the way like mere words never had. They were at the base of the tower now, though. Alone, because she couldn't do this with anyone else. She just knocked on the door when she approched it, three quick rapts. Without hesitation, because sometimes that was bad. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:'''     Noh shakes her head, as she holds up a handful of coins, and examines them. Then she says, softly, "They talk because there is change, my friend. Change unsettles us all. Shakes us from the roots we set down to steady us." She pauses, at the knock, looking over and then smiles a little, looks back to Rhapsody: "Change.. Change is good." She chuckles just a little- then shoots a snort upward. "I am getting to that!" she argues with the stars overhead, then looks to Rhapsody again.     "He is proud of you, you know. They all are." 

:'''{{#var:325|Rhapsody (325)}} has posed:''' "I know..." While Rhapsody heard the knocking, she had heard a LOT of knocking today. Still, this wasn't the rampant pounding of an angry mageright of the worried, slow knock of her sister. That was.. stern. Thianel? Ugh. Please no. For the first time in hours the Guildmaster sits up and just yells, "Open!" The sound of a -massive- lock can be heard coming undone before the massive double doors swing open. Jean should count herself luck that the knock was even heard. Granted, when the doors open and It's Jean, well. .oO(I take it back. I'll take Thianel instead..) 

:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:''' As the lock removes itself and the door opens, Jeannette summoned up the mask of the Commodore that was becoming just a bit easier to slip into these days. She turns her head slowly to look at Rhapsody, then Noh. one arm containing her uniform cap neatly tucked under it, her free hand moving from her sword and slightly adjusting her jaw. "I apologize. I didn't realize you had a visitor with you at the moment, Guildmaster. I can take my leave." She says. It's a question, of course, becasue, for the moment, she doesn't budge from the doorway. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:'''     Jeanette is given a fangy grin from the little halfblood; who briefly stands up and salutes! Crisp and clear and.. still grinning! ... Before she slips easily back down into a hunker at Rhapsody's side. "You are not doing this alone, Rhapsody. You have your siblings, your guild, the Union... But you have something more, too. In here," The little Dhampir first touches her own chest, then reaches over with a single, clawish finger, and touches Rhapsody's. "You have you. And you have him. And her. They are here. Just as they are above us watching now." She looks over to Jeanette, considers her, then says: "No, please, stay. You two, must talk, too. She owes you an apology. And you owe her one." 

:'''{{#var:325|Rhapsody (325)}} has posed:''' Stars above she'd rather have Thianel right now. "N-no. Stay," Rhapsody manages before pausing, listening, nodding to the Dhampir. After a moment she finally rises and wanders over to Jeannette, then turns slightly to the side. There's no fist or anything like that, this time. Instead, "I'm sorry, just.. do it." Seems like Rhapsody is offering Jean a return strike. . . . That's probably a dragon's apology in one way or another. 

:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:''' Jeannette looks to the saluate, before cocking her head. "We're indoors and uncovered. Saluating is unnessecary." She says. She doesn't interrupt the touching little statement that Noh gives to Rhapsody, pointing to something inside. In a manner she could not do. The mask was... difficult, in that regard. "She does? And I do?" She mentiones, before turning to Rhapsody as she moves to turn to the side. "Do /what/, exactly? Punch you? For what?" "I called you a name. A vile name that I know you hated, without any malice whatsoever, because it was the only thing I could do to keep you from running off to follow a man who wishes to break you, with your vision covered in a thick haze of red. That could not have gone unanswered. Which is why you clocked me in the jaw with a bloody right hook that makes me wonder why you aren't a boxer." She says, yawning a bit and working over her sore, visably bruised jaw. "I did something that required punishment, and you provided it. I suggest we are even." 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:'''     Musing to herself over that, Noh grins a little. She clucks a noise, and says, "There, you see, Rhapsody, there is nothing to be afraid of, yes?" She gives Jeanette a smirk not unlike that of a cat who has been proven right. She.. is an odd one. Amused, she suggests: "Our friend has a good suggestion, Rhapsody! Perhaps you should take up a martial art, for to defend yourself." She stands up and then says amusedly, "You have your father's temper, Rhapsody, but you do not yet have the age behind it that he did, to use it wisely. Jeanette is right, you let it cover your eyes. She did what she had to, keeping you from doing something unwise." Noh then turns to Jeanette, and examines her thoughtfully, rubbing at her chin a little with her fingers. "Hm. Hm hm. You are right, you are right." She murmurs, then says: "You have given your aid to the Mizzet before, Miss Thompson, yes? Perhaps you could give it again- Rhapsody? Maybe you can learn to, what is it called? Fisticuffs? From the Triancians." 

:'''{{#var:325|Rhapsody (325)}} has posed:'''     At first, Rhapsody seems genuinely surprised. Once its explained, she just nods once, holding one arm with the hand of the other. "I.. mm..." There's not much for her to respond to on that one. As for being trained, though, "No... I did ask the Union for assistance with training. I just had to organize things here. Now that they -are- organized I was going to start sending messages out to people to take them up on their offers. I have some moderate training with my spellblades but that's all I have.." Pause, then to Jean, "boxing? Dragon. Wouldn't be fair.." 

:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:''' "Oh, there is something to fear. But not from weather or not I harbor grudges for physical pain. More for what I /can/ do if you want to learn how to use those blades properly." She says, before pausing for a long moment. "And you certainly have his temper, yes. With you, though... it's easier to relate to. I know a lot about letting anger take you, control you, how..." She closes her eyes, and breathes in, then lets out a long sigh. "Intoxicating... it can be. There are times I have to dress in street clothes, head to a bar, and just pick a fight. But you have to learn to /control/ it. Use it, bottle it like fine wine." She gives a slight aristocratic 'hah' as Noh mentions fisticuffs, and Rhaps mentions boxing. "Punching someone is carathertic, but rather without class, and mostly ineffective." She notes, before her hand flashes down and, in a motion that's hard to follow, has the sword out, in front of her, whiping it around once to show it. "My specialty, you see, is this." She notes, before her other hand throws her cap to the side. If it is followed, someone might not see when she draws the flechette pistol from underneath her cloak. "Mixed with this, sometimes." 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:'''     There's a quirking grin: "All is fair in love and war, my friend. This is war, for he has attacked that which you love. Boxing would be perfectly legal!" She grins between the two, taking special note of Jeannette's sword, backing up a step, before she admits, "I am thinking between the three of us, it is I who is... understaffed, shall we say?" She says, giving her spoon a little heft before she winks at them. "Perhaps that is why it is such a good thing I am an evil and nefarious demon of untold danger, MU WAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!" Yes, she does the laugh. She totally sucks at sounding evil. She sounds instead like a child who has just announced that they laugh in the face of danger. (In addition to walking on the wild side, of course.) 

:'''{{#var:325|Rhapsody (325)}} has posed:''' Of course, Rhapsody can't track the blade, and falls for the hat trick, "Er.. well you did send an offer, Commodore..." seems Rhapsody 'recognized' the mask. So, title it is. "I don't expect any of it to be easy, not one bit," she continues, idly unsheathing one of her spellblades to offer over to Jean. They're surprisingly light for their size. Probably Mizzium. Then she peers at Noh and FINALLY cracks a small smile. 

:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:''' "Now, I did not say it wasn't legal. I simply said it was without class. We, as /gentlewoman/, must fight in the right ways. At least, when people are watching." She notes, before her sword is flipped up, flying end over end, before it lands neatly, flat of the blade in Jeannette's gloved hands, which she offers, hilt first, to Rhapsody. When she takes her blad, Jeannette takes a spellsword.. and looks at the spoon. "I've seen some NSS brag about how you can kill a man with one of those. Something about going for the eyes, which, an evil and nefarious demon would know about. /Quite frightening/." She says. She flips the spellblade in her hand, frowning slightly as she feels the light weight of it. Her own sword has a bit of heft to it, but it sings as it moves through the air, the edge so sharp you can almost imagine it litterally cutting through the air. "A bit odd, not... feeling anything when I hold this. A connection, I mean. A little odd." She notes. "But it wouldn't be easy. I think that'll be the first lesson, if you can mantain control of that temper. And I can get a place in the Circle with good holodeck safties." 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:'''     Noh nods proudly at Jeannette, "I know many ways to kill a man without the spoon, too. But it would be rude to boast!" And, knowing Noh, she'd never use any of these 'many ways' anyway. She mmms between the two, and then says, "Rhapsody, you and Jeannette, you should engage each other in your ideas. She teach you with Swords, you teach her in something else to make it even, yes?" She grins just a wee bit, then adds, softly, "And there is nothing to be ashamed of, to have friends come to your aid. I think I am going to having a little talk with the Dragon Slayer.. mmm. yes." She nods thoughtfully, leaning on her large spoon for a moment in thought. 

:'''{{#var:325|Rhapsody (325)}} has posed:'''     Safties? Oh. Yay. That means so many things.. "R-right.." Rhapsody wasn't lying about the moderate training, but it was from the Boros. So. A few swings, maybe a twirl, but its all very efficent looking. The Boros ARE the police and army of Ravnica, after all. They didn't know what style was! As for training Jeannette in return, "Well.. I don't know what I could offer. Spellcasting is.. er... not my strong suit.." She is NOT proud of that either. 

:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:''' "In that, you defeat me, Miss..." She says. "Miss Noh." She probably wanted to refer to what Noh was, but, with a slight flush of embarassment, it looks like she wasn't quite sure. "I know how to kill someone with those, and things much larger, but my own hands are.. lacking. I'm sure we could work out a different trade, though." She says, watching her swing the sword, twirl it, with a modicum of satisfaction. At least there was a base there. Granted, it was a base that needed /rebuilding/, but she could use the bricks. He handholds the spellblade out. "You saw my pistol. It has a number of capabilities. Anti-armor flichettes, standard anti-pesonnel, micro expolsives.. but I'm sure the Izzet could take a look at it and come up with something a bit... heavier, wouldn't you say?" 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:'''     "Dhampir, actually," Noh admits, simply, somehow guessing. She grins a little, offering Jeannette a hand, "In my world, a rare, unheard of abomination because humans fear vampires, and vampires believe humans to be nothing more than cattle." She tuts, "Alas, both races could learn so much from one another." SHe mms. Then watches Jeannette, and Rhapsody both. She grins.     "You do not have to _spellcast_, my friend, look around you." She gestures about, "The Mizzet are best with their hands, and inventing things. You can come up with something, I am sure, which will aide our friend, yes?" She grins fangily. "Just, do not let it involve, ah.. eggs. Or chickens. ... Or clockworks. ... Or that young man who has the exploding bee bombs." 

:'''{{#var:325|Rhapsody (325)}} has posed:''' She gives a nod, "Ryxinel always wanted these to weigh heavier," Rhapsody points out as she hands Jean her blade back, "I liked them light, but if you have a reason, well, I'm sure I'll be learning a lot. As for a gun.. though.." if Jean is kind enough to hand the spellblade back, Rhapsody would swing it upward and then with a thought, a bolt of lightning lances off of it, "I think it's covered." The Dhampir's advice is heard, and Rhapsody smiles again. She just wasn't thinking clearly tonight and its been showing, "Yes, of course.. I'm sure something could be done.." she muses, pausing at something. "Exploding -bee- bombs? That's.. mm... Yunomi's had more of an effect then I thought.." 

:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:''' "Dhampir! Right, yes. I apologize. I thought it might come back to me if I gave it a bit of thought, but I don't exactly have storage memory installed just yet. I'm sure if you're representive of their number, they aren't something to fear. Or fear greatly, ifI miss my mark. Not that I have any thoughts on vampires beyond them being slavers and deserving what they get." She notes. And she agrees! "Inventions and muntions. Not for Triancia, you understand. That sort of tech transfer is a bit above my paygrade. Just something for my personal kit to show someone a good time in a fight-" She says, before fairly jumping a bit at the zap of lightening running up. "Compact, then. My word, but that what a suprise. And don't tell me that raccoon tailed protege of yours developed it." 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:'''     Noh grins, "Yunomi, is good inventor. Many of Mizzet are. Is why I ally to them before Union, yes?" Noh says, to Jeannette and Rhapsody alike. She grins- "I do not invent things. But I see things.. differently, you could say." She mmms to Jeannette then, and says, softly, "I am not a prime example. I am.. how do you say? Reject." She quirks a grin, "I am not even able to be blood thirsty as the full bloods are. But Vampires are not all slavers." She mms, and then seems to drift a moment into thought.     "... Yes, I will definetly be having a talk with the dragon killer," She says, thoughtfully, before she mms. She shifts in place, and pulls her large sleighbell out, saying softly, "Rhapsody.. Please do not forget, when all is said and done.. you are not fighting alone. You are not leading alone. You have your siblings. You have your guild." Noh pauses, then smiles, "You have your ancestors too.. And you have yourself." She grins, shaking the bell. It jingles- but only to those present who believe; accompanied by the faint sound of children's laughter: a portal opens overhead. "I must go... I must make plans. But please, you two.. continue.. negotiate.. Combine efforts." She grins- then breifly dips down, before jumping- and vanishing into the black void, which closes behind. 

:'''{{#var:325|Rhapsody (325)}} has posed:'''     OH! Hmm. The dragon thinks a moment as she sheathes the blade, "I'm sure I can come up with something. If you write down an idea or two, I promise Ryxinel will come up with something. . . and then Izzet it too." Izzet is a verb now? Should it instill fear? Terror? thoughts of explosions? Awesomeness? Yes. To which question? YES. "No, the spellblades were, well, the last thing he made before he left. I was going to get a third one but, well, there wasn't enough time." As the Dhampir leaves, Rhapsody takes a breath, thinking about what she said, idly wondering if this is at all how Yunomi feels when everyone comes rushing at her to try and help. "Thank you, Noh. And be careful with that guy. He's ..." soooo many horrible things rush through her mind in the span of a second, "A jerk." it could have been so much worse. 

:'''{{#var:410|Jeannette Thompson (410)}} has posed:''' "We all see things differently. With a different perspective... some more than others, I would think. You're one of the 'some'." she says to Noh, before she moves to get the slieghbell. She thinks nothing of hearing children's laughter. Santa /was/ real, and /did/ give her her own home back, after all. Abd she moves to teleport out. "We are here to help, yes. All of use. And I will-" She tries, before Noh disappears. "Make... plans. Lord, but that sounded strange near the end. In any case. Yes... those will do nicely for a start. Two should be... ample for a combat skill. I will give you a few ideas, of course. For my payment and for yourself." She pauses. "To be serious, though. I plan to use the holodeck. I do so because I do not plan on going easy. I have only seen a bit of your style, so perhaps you will suprise me. If I may predict, however, the first few days will be... frusturating. Are you willing to accept me as your swordsmanship instructor, knowing this?" 

:'''{{#var:325|Rhapsody (325)}} has posed:''' There's no hesitation. Rhapsody nods, "Yes, I do. And I don't expect it to be easy. I never did, to be honest." She pauses, "Just realize, I have a few people that want to help too, so, there may be more than you trying to help me out in one way or another." 

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WMAT A1 Theo vs. Lupita

2014-06-22T07:44:40Z

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|Poses=:'''{{#var:311|Lupita Auryon (311)}} has posed:''' The WMAT Match of the century! ... Well maybe not quite the CENTURY, but in Lupita's head, she's been psyching herself up for HOURS. She is GOING TO WIN THIS, OO RAH, she's going to PROVE she can be a SUBJUGGLATOR even WITH a mutation and fuck all the rest OO RAH. And she's going to WIN the WMAT so she can BUY AETHRA LOTS OF SHIT TO MAKE HER FEEL HAPPY, OO RAH! ... The Alpha Packbeast Moonfray croouches neatly in the middle of a large copse of trees; a clearing the size of which one would normally assign to, say, stupid disney movies with furry animals, where al whole crapton of fucking action can happen and the background never changes from 'meadow'. Shit like that. She's waiting for her opponant, Mister Theo Morrison, and she's got her SUFFERSMASH CLUBS out at the moment, picking at the silver chains, and grinning at the fresh paint of the Cancer Sigil she's carved into them with a thumb-claw. 

:'''{{#var:317|Theo Morrison (317)}} has posed:''' Theo is a much less impressive contestant than most people in this thing. Dressed like a guy off the street and carrying a backpack slung over his shoulder, Theo crashes, cracks, shuffles and hops through the underbrush in the forest right up until he ends up on the far side of the aforementioned clearing. He runs his hand through his hair, looking around, and peering at 'Alpha Packbeast Moonfray' as soon as he catches sight of her. "Hi," he calls, raising a hand. "Are you, uh, Moonfray? I think we're supposed to do battle." A second thing hops out of the forest, this one much more deft at navigating it. A small, birdlike mechanical creature, with a big, beaked head in shiny grey metal, lands next to Theo. It doesn't so much fly as it does jump; the Myr Servitor lands, and walks around in front of him. It's about three feet high, and it appears to carrying a dinner tray on it's head. "I'm Theo. This is Kickotron. He's just my table, don't worry about him." He fishes in his backpack, pulling out a plastic box and dropping what looks like a deck of cards in his hand. He starts shuffling, only pausing to pull a roughly rectangular emblem or badge of some kind (with the trademark crystal eye of an Abstractum) off his coat, pressing it against the surface of the table. He goes back to shuffling. "Nice, um... claws." Perhaps weirdly, Theo looks totally unarmed. 

:'''{{#var:185|Metta (185)}} has posed:''' There's a flutter of wings, and then, up in the commentators box, Metta rearranges the microphone, pulling it down rather low to the table as she stands there, the tiny shinki smirking away as she considers how to do this, then after a few seconds... "Laaaadddiiiieeeees and gentlemen! My name is Metta, the cutest six-inch idol in the Multiverse, and I'm here today with the WMAT match froooooom the south and west!" She swings around, her wings fluttering audibly to get picked up by the microphone as she points where presumably one of the two is. "Representing the south, we have the AHMAAAZIIIING ALPHA. PACKBEAST! MOOONFRAY! May the fire run in their blood! Aaaannnnd for the west, the only man that requires a table to fight with-" Metta swings around again, pointing- "The inexplicably capable and huuuuuge gamer, the Planeswalker THEO MORRISON!" "Join us in the Northern Mountains and on the radio to cheer your favorites on!" "What's a Kickotron?" She can be heard asking off-radio. 

:'''{{#var:311|Lupita Auryon (311)}} has posed:''' The troll looks up, purple eyes gleaming with a slightly .. unsettling glint from under her wolf-skull helmet. She nods! "Alpha Packbeast Moonfray. Full title is my full name, bra," She says, grinning, as she rises up from her crouch. Her smile sure has a LOT of fangs! Sharktoothed smile. She gestures out to the woods-- the glint of a nearby pond is visible. "Just be careful not to go over there, Bra. My fishsis, she's all up and watching from there, c'os I promised her the best seat she could get without bein' around in the crowd o' folks." She mms, and then picks up one of the clubs - easily as big as Theo himself - and hefts it to rest on her shoulder, before holding out a massive hand. "May the best fucker win, huh? Also, dude, you got metal globes to be here in the first place unarmed. So. Props, yo." She chuckles a little. "Let's get the show on the road though, huh? Shit, uh." She pauses, turns around, grabs a flattish stone, and then uses a claw to carve a gash into one side, then shows it to Theo. "Heads or tails?" 

:'''{{#var:317|Theo Morrison (317)}} has posed:''' "Alpha Packbeast Moonfray," he echoes, nodding. "Gotcha. I thought it was, y'know, a title or something. Sorry!" Theo's Abstractum adheres to the makeshift table. He puts his deck down, and then draws seven off the top, examining his hand for a couple of seconds. He makes a few mental notes, considering it's contents. "Don't worry, I'll keep my distance," Theo murmurs. Then, he looks back up, smiling slightly. "Yeah, guess so. I'm not much for weapons. But in a battle of wits," he quips, pointing a finger-gun at 'Moonfray' and shooting her a quick grin, "I'm /never/ unarmed!" Kickotron, the bird-robot-thing, looks up at Theo, perhaps judgementally. Theo looks back down, shrugging. "It sounded better in my head, okay," he mutters. "Oh, uh, crap, heads!!" *flip* "...double-crap." 

:'''{{#var:185|Metta (185)}} has posed:''' Metta starts singing. She's a idol Shinki. Her voice is pure, vibrant, and /totally wrong for the song that starts playing./ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btPJPFnesV4 "It's the - eye of the packbeast it's the thrill of the fight, rising up to the challenge of the planeswalkers! With the last known survivors fighting in the doubl-ya matt, and they're watching each other with the eyeeee- "OF THE PACKBEAST!" "Three, two-" Metta pauses as the coin flips- "One! FIGHT!" She cheers into her microphone. 

:'''{{#var:311|Lupita Auryon (311)}} has posed:''' the stone is flipped easily, just, flung! into the air, flipping end over end, and lands, marked side down. WELP! Looks like she gets to go first. Lupita grins! ... But squints an eye at Theo, before she snorts. "Sorry, bra, y'all ain't my type. Don't date humes." She shakes her head, and snickers to herself, before looking toward the sound of the commentator, and staaaring at Metta's direction. She's tempted to chuck the flipped stone at the shinki for that one man. But she knows that would totes harsh the whimsy of things, so instead, she turns back to Theo, and grins. "Bra, I'll take it easy on you, kay? Kay." She hefts her great bloody club, and then comes at Theo, swinging it for him in a very, AMAZINGLY, controlled manner that brings the large monster of bone and chains crashing for the smaller opponant's chest. You'd THINK he'd be SMASHED TO BITS by that but SOMEHOW, Lupita pulls back JUST enough to not totally SMUSH HIM INTO THE GROUND. After all man. Even a batshit crazy clown knows how to leave their toys unbroken just enough to play with them. 

:'''{{#var:317|Theo Morrison (317)}} has posed:''' "It's okay, I don't date what I can't identifOH GOD-" The club-and-chain thing hits him dead-center. Theo is lifted right off his feet and sent tumbling, hitting the ground and rolling back to his feet in a move that is almost certainly totally accidental. You can tell on account of how he looks stunned that he's standing. He pats his shirt with one hand. It's not even rumpled. "Thank you, Staren, for the durable replacement," he wheezes in a near-mutter. The Myr with the table (and the Abstractum, and the deck) hops back next to Theo. He snatches a card off the top and then slaps cards down from his hand, one after the other, announcing them as he plays. Presumably, this is for the Viewers At Home. "Ornithopter! Urza's Tower!" The grove suddenly trembles. The ground splits, and a colossal building explodes out of it, a wide, vaguely-conical skyscraper with a blunted top and numerous thinner spires rising out of it's sides. Worse, it does it right underneath Lupita, who very suddenly has to deal with unsteady, rapidly-ascending footing. Don't fall off! The Ornithopter appears almost simultaneously. Theo jumps, and it materializes underneath him, flickering into sight with a wisp of foglike Aether. The wood-and-leather flying machine ascends, circling the tower as he tries to put some distance between himself and the club-wielding killer clown. Kickotron clings to it underneath the tail, with the tray in his other hand. The cards on it don't seem to be bothered by the wind, tilt or momentum. Huh. Theo leans back, reaching over and dropping another card, turning the one with the tower on it sideways. "Expedition Map," he calls, not seconds before an elaborate, worn map drops into his lap. He clings to it -- and the Ornithopter -- for dear life. 

:'''{{#var:185|Metta (185)}} has posed:''' There is a wince from Metta. "Oohohoho, that /HAD/ to hurt!" Metta says with the knowldge of a shinki that has fought and gotten mauled very badly by Fuki before. "I'm surprised Theo doesn't have any broken ribs with that-" Beat- "SMASHING! attack from the club from the Packbeast, but--" "OH MY GOSH, WHAT IS THIS?!" Metta is jumping around, gleefully shouting into her microphone as she continues to watch. "He's a summoner?! What is that thing? The packbeast better hope that she doesn't fall, otherwise this might be really painful!" 

:'''{{#var:311|Lupita Auryon (311)}} has posed:''' The ground SHAKES RATTLES AND ROLLS! But Big Joe Turner ain't here to cause or see this! Instead, Lupita finds herself on unstable ground, dropping from two-legged to hands and feet on the ground. Oddly, she does not seem at all unsttled by this new stands, even though her legs can't possibly be comfortable... can they? Lupita springs! And attempts to catch onyo the tower with hand-claws, and steady herself with her feet as it SHOOTS UP out of the ground! She's not really BUILT for that kind of a climb though, it ain't an organic thing at all, so after a few moments of scrabbling on stone, she falls backwards to the ground with a thudding groan, and then grrrowls. She leaps back to her feet, and watches the ornithopter as it flaps about, following it with her eyes narrowed. She looks around, the clubs briefly vanishing, before she finds that same damn stone she'd scored for their flip. She grins fangily, grabs it up in her hands, and then, curling her arm about it, suddenly LAUNCHES IT like a DISCUS, aiming it for JUST before Theo in his flight path so that by the time it gets to that spot it should be colliding with SOMETHING. Theo's head, his shoulder, his CONTRAPTION, who knows. 

:'''{{#var:317|Theo Morrison (317)}} has posed:''' Theo has learned not to take anything for granted in the Multiverse. Not even the idea that the killer clown from outer space(?) could climb the tower and hit him with something heavy from way over here. He's expecting her to close into melee, not throw... is that the /coin/? He knew he should have used a /real/ coin. A sharp edge on the rock hits the wing of the Ornithopter, cracking the frame and sending it into a spinning dive. It glances off Theo's shoulder, elliciting a yelp of surprise and pain from him. He grits his teeth and bails out, jumping off the falling 'thopter on it's way towards the ground far below. Its flapping ascent is now more like a tumbling descent. Kickotron lands neatly. Theo's map floats down next to him. He untaps his tower on the table while he's got a few seconds, drawing another card and dropping another land immediately. "Urza's Power Plant," he declares. "Sacrificing Expedition Map..." The map next to him alights, a sudden scrawl of text appearing on it's surface. It circles a location on it. He pulls a card out of the middle of his deck without looking, knowing what it is, and shuffling it quickly. A second structure appears, this one a cylindrical thing attached to the base of the Tower. It's open in the middle, with massive support pillars holding up the top and some kind of array of complex magical machinery visible on the interior. Bright green light sparks from inside, a bone-deep humming coming from the structure. "...to fish for an Urza's Mine. And thennn..." The Ornithopter passes him on it's mad plummet. It glances off the power plant's side, ricocheting back around towards Lupita -- and, quite possibly, crashing down right on top of her in a big ol' jumbled mess of parts. Theo winces sympathetically. "...pass turn." 

:'''{{#var:185|Metta (185)}} has posed:''' "She's a GOOD SHOT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! I don't think I could make that, and I'm primarily a sniper! AMAZING!" Metta stares as the Ornithopter drops right on Lupita's head. "... ... I don't have anything. Ow?" She offers up, temporarily shocked. 

:'''{{#var:311|Lupita Auryon (311)}} has posed:''' "Tha fuck? REALLY? What the motherfucking kind of science is THIS fucking shit!" Barks Lupita in surprise as Tho lands on the tower and then summons a-- what the fuck even IS that thing? The foul-mouthed alien stares, shakes her head, then-- does an odd thing. She ducks down and starts unlacing her boots. Of course, Aethra, watching somewhere nearby, would know what this means, but it's debatable much of the multiverse would. Of course, no one gets to SEE what happens when she pulls those painful constricting things off because suddenly, an ORNITHOPTER LANDS ON HER. .... Thankfully, Lupita is not a Witch. Instead, she is a TROLL, and shortly after the great construct of FLAPPY lands, dust settles, and then with a growl, a barely bruised alien -CLOWN- CHESTBURSTS from it with a loud WOOOOOOF! of a roar, sending the pieces askew. She climbs out of the wreckage, and then, now bootless, bares her MASSIVE MOUTH OF FANGS at Theo up above, splays her hands, and -starts climbing that fucking tower- like a motherfucking -HORROR MOVIE MONSTER- that just won't quit. Once she gets to the top, and climbsherself up, she crouches at the edge, fangs bared in a sneer, and then lunges for Theo, in an attempt to TACKLE HIM to the stony tower 'floor' with a whole HELLUVA lot of bulk. Dude, she's built like a BRICK, for all the absurdity she carries. 

:'''{{#var:317|Theo Morrison (317)}} has posed:''' It's a /power plant/. Gosh, read the card-- --ohhhh riiight... Theo makes a mental note about witches and troll and the differences thereof. He doesn't have much time to ponder it, though; he looks down over the edge of the tower and sees her climbing it, like some kind of deranged, murder-and-fun-loving clownopath with /shark/ somewhere in her ancestry. Theo is not ashamed to say that he screamed a little. "Pass the turn pass the turn PASS THE TURN--" She's on the edge. She's jumping. Theo feels something tick over in his brain. He grabs the top card off his nearby deck, barely sparing it a glance. Instead, he slaps down a slew of cards almost all at once. In truth, they all go down one at a time fractions of a second between them, and they all down in a very particular order. Theo is taking a breath when -- WHUMP. He hits the ground, 'Moonfray' on top of him. She weighs a ton, but he can't think of a good quip about it in the heat of the moment. Instead, he starts calling his play, struggling to catch his breath and use it in the same instant. "Urza's Mine --" The tower they're on grows. It smoothly expands, more tiers and spires appearing. The connections to the power plant grow as a third structure, this one a dome with numerous portruding pieces of machinery. It looks like construction cranes and train tracks, running out into the forest nearby. The churn of gearworks is suddenly audible. Something's changed. "-- into Golem Foundry!" One of the spires nearby shifts, a vat of some kind with an open top and a vertical slice taken out of the side materializing on top of it. Massive furnaces and huge pipes flank it. He catches his breath with a sudden inhalation, speaking rapid-fire. "Arcbound Ravager Myr Servitor Myr Servitor sac a Servitor spawn a golem /block/!" A bunch of things happen all at once. The first is that something else climbs up the side of the tower. The creature is huge, made of rough, twisted metal, all connected through brilliantly glowing ropes of energy. It's head is like some kind of titanic metallic creature's skull, with toothy inner jaws behind a set of upwards-sweeping 'tusks.' It crests the side of the tower -- and on it's back are two more Myr Servitors, identical to the one carrying Theo's card tray, miniscule in comparison. It stares down at Lupita. Then, it reaches up one claw, plucks a Myr off it's back, and eats it. It immediately grows in size, the light intensifying and the metal groaning as it somehow expands. The second Myr clambors down it's back, apparently searching for something. Behind it, the curious spire glows, liquid, red-hot metal shooting out of the pipes and into the partially-breached vat. The furnaces flare, fire shooting out of them into the sky. A moment later, a seven-foot humanoid made of solid steel bursts out of the flow of liquid metal. It's mouth opens and a hiss of steam emerges, the innards glowing with white-hot heat. It takes two long strides and then leaps, jumping over to the platform and barreling forward to shoulder-check Lupita off of Theo and into the wall with astounding, clearly superhuman strength. It does not appear to know that it should stop when she's clear. They might be about to breach the tower wall. 

:'''{{#var:19|Maya (19)}} has posed:''' Maya has been in the stands the entire time watching the match she's on her seat watching the Troll and Theo go at it. She knew Theo better than Lupita, but also knows the troll has fought damn hard to see afterus born so she's just kinda cheering for both really at the same time! It's a heck of a fight and would be a lie she's not enjoying it. After all she was raised by two guys who run a bar and a baker... 

:'''{{#var:185|Metta (185)}} has posed:''' Up in the commentators box... Metta, blankly, "/what/." Followed by something falling off the table. Probably Metta. 

:'''{{#var:311|Lupita Auryon (311)}} has posed:''' Frankly, Lupita does not see this GOLEM RUSH coming. Lucky for Theo. But she vaguely hears something and turns in time to-- "HOOOF!" Be slammed into and be charged for the wall. A yelp of surprise at the impact WITH said wall, but then a snarl erupts as she grapples with the Golem, and begins trying to SHOVE. HIM. BACK. They've left a LUPITA SHAPED DENT in the wall by the time she starts to make ground with the shoving attempt, her feet - what the fuck is up with her feet, they look like gargoyle paws?! - digging into the ruts in the stone of the tower to help her get traction. She shoves until she's got enough space to suddenly whip -around- the Golem, at which point, now behind it, she grapples her arms about it's NECK AND SHOULDERS and then attempts to heft it up with a roaring snarl. She then hugs TIGHT, and SWINGS, attempting to LAUNCH the Golem for the very man who created it like a very strange combination of a Caber Toss and a SOLID ROCK MEDICINE BALL THROW. 

:'''{{#var:317|Theo Morrison (317)}} has posed:''' GOLEM RUSH is kind of a thing that most people don't see coming. That's why it's so /effective/, both on the tabletop and here. They expect you to just amass an army, not spit out killer robots every which way whenever you have the chance. Lupita proves to be the Ork ideal -- that is, the biggest and the strongest. Theo scrambles backwards on the ground and then tries to get to his feet, only to have his golem /thrown/ at him. Fling, he thinks, is completely OP. "SACRIFICE!" he shouts, for no apparent reason. The golem comes down and lands on Theo, forcing him back to the ground, but the Arcbound Ravager snatches it out of the air before the immensely heavy thing can crush his fragile human bones. Theo tumbles down a four-step stone staircase, rolling and then scrambling back up. His whole body aches. The Ravager, meanwhile, bites the head off the golem. It moves onto the rest of it shortly thereafter, terrible metal threshing noises coming from it. It groans again, growing even larger, looming even higher. It doesn't seem willing to attack Lupita of it's own will, if it even has one; it just watches the engagement as it happens. Theo snatches his next card up, dropping it on the mobile tabletop that is Kickotron. "Urza's Tower," he gasps, panting. The tower alights, magical points of illumination appearing in arrowslit-like windows and along spires. Everything comes into sharper definition on it, and the dent in the wall repairs itself in short order. He glances at his one remaining card, and then at Lupita, still dangerously close. "Screw it," he mutters. Theo taps the Power Plant. He slaps the card down. Something appears on his shirt, clinging to it and resembling a bulbous, metallic insect with hooked, segmented legs. A greenish liquid bubbles inside it's partially-transparent mechanical body. "Contagion Clasp!" The Contagion Clasp twists, and spits. It sprays a cloud of oily mist at Lupita, a clinging, sticky fog that burns the eyes and skin (or, well, carapace) in equal measure. It pits the stone of the tower by touching it -- and, most disturbingly, it /lingers/, remaining as potent and dangerous. It seems to break things down, weakening them while it dissolves them. It's a pretty gross thing. In the background, the Golem Foundry starts to fill up again, a third of it full of molten metal from the presence of the new Artifact in his possession. Then he taps the tower and the mine, looking right at her. "Proliferate," he states, enunciating clearly. The Clasp vibrates, a gleam of mana crossing it's surface. The cloud suddenly doubles in size and intensity, and the stain of the stuff that might be on her spreads with alarming rapidity. At the same time, the molten metal rises, similarly doubling in volume... and the shadow of the Ravager grows ever-bigger, the energy inside it intensifying in response to the strange magical effect. Theo staggers away from her now that he doesn't need to be nearby for that. If she's been doused, he can keep proliferating it all he wants. "Pass turn!!" he calls, booking it around a bend not a second after. 

:'''{{#var:19|Maya (19)}} has posed:''' Maya watches as Theo makes it up with as much drama as an old friend of her's by the name of Yuugi, she wondered how he Kaiba and Joey were doing but it been years since they'd heard anything from them. Whatever was up in the spirit relm had to be huge, either way she focus watchin the fight and just how Theo uses his powers, and Lupita's responses to them. 

:'''{{#var:185|Metta (185)}} has posed:''' Metta squints, then, honestly: "I have no idea what Theo is doing anymore. This just in, Metta is /clueless/." There's a long pause, then Metta winces, going, "Ooooh! However, whatever it is, both of them are tossing around some NASTY-lookin' attacks, we're definitely gonna neeed some medics over here whenever the fight finishe...s... eeew. /Ow/." 

:'''{{#var:311|Lupita Auryon (311)}} has posed:''' The onyl GOOD thing about being a Purpleblood is usually that you are BIG, STRONG, TOUGH, and can TAKE A FUCKING BEATING while at the same time DISHING ONE OUT. But even Lupita can't counter acidic breath spat at her with BRAWN. She snarls, and claws at herself, trying to swipe the stuff away as it burns through touch shell-like skin, and causes her to hiss and spit, before she drops to all fours and just does the gogdamed DOG THING and tries to SHAKE IT ALL OFF like a bad bath. Then she notices that the thign is still attached to Theo.. and gets an idea. She grins. Oh god, it's that bad grin, too, the one that usually makes the Devil go, 'Shit, she's up!' in the mornings. She shifts back into th same satcne she'd taken when she lunged for him-- and indeed lunges again this time! But instead of trying to tackle, she suddenly rises up and makes a lashing swipe for his tee's collar-- intent to grab it and then use her hold on it to fling both him AND that BUG thing for the ground in a flipping-slinging motion not onlike grabbing an animal by it's neck and trying to SMASH IT into the GROUND. 

:'''{{#var:317|Theo Morrison (317)}} has posed:''' Shaking the stuff off doesn't work so well. It's oily, clinging and has a sort of cloying scent with a metallic hint to it, kind of like if you were a decaying cyborg... or something like it, anyway. Lupita can clear the worst of it off in a dog-like fashion, but the rest sticks around. Chemical weapons aren't very worthwhile if you can shake like a dog and get it off. Picking up the person wielding it and hitting him against something hard /is/, however, a pretty good answer to the problem. Theo hits the ground, hard. The Contagion Clasp shatters, the goop inside splattering all over the tower. Inexplicably, none of it sticks to his shirt, which, Lupita may be able to tell, is actually surprisingly tough. She could swing him around all day from this! (Theo doesn't want to be swung around all day.) Kickotron moves up, and holds out the next card in his deck while he's being hammered into the stonework. Theo, vision spinning, takes it. All he manages to make out is the vague silhouette on it, which is fine, because it's /super/ distinct. He makes a grunting noise reaching out a noodle arm and flipping all his lands sideways. He drops it clumsily on the table. "Buhhbluhn buhloffuf," he says, and gestures mostly-limply at Lupita. He'll get his mouth working right as soon as he can see straight, don't worry! Fortunately, that was plenty more than he needed. The ground shakes, a small tremor passing through it. Nothing rises dramatically out of it this time, though. Instead, it shakes a second time, a tiny bit more than it had just a second ago. And then... again. It's strangely rhythmic. Footsteps. The absolutely titanic construct steps into sight on the other side of the mountain rise. Clouds part as it approaches, the enormous, black-metal figure huge enough to need to push through them. Gaps in it's armor glow orange with heat, and a dozen smokestacks jut out of it from odd angles on it's arms and upper body, belching a trail of black smog. Golden rings like atomic orbits surround it, flickering with the same-colored light as they shift and rotate. It approaches, slow and inexorable, baleful eyes sweeping across the landscape and focusing on the two combatants on the tower. It isn't here yet. It will be. The Arcbound Ravager finally moves. The construct swings itself upwards onto the tower, bigger than can fit on one of the spiralling walkways. It half-clings to the wall and half to the floor, the apelike golem coming up behind Lupita with only the clash of metal and stone to betray it's presence. It raises one enormous clawed hand and swipes it at her, an attack vaguely reminiscent of her opening move against Theo. The key difference is that it's about three times her size, and is not concerned with 'playing around.' Rather, it intends to try and sweep her off of him, and off of the tower itself, with a single enormous strike. 

:'''{{#var:185|Metta (185)}} has posed:''' "Ooooh!" Metta grimaces in her commentators seat, which at this point has been revealed to be nothing more than a box with a microphone on a stand that's bigger than she is. "I'm fairly sure, ladies and gentlemen, that Theo isn't a bug, but Miss Packbeast sure is smacking him around like he is one!" And then... Theo... Theo ... does something. Metta can't make what he says out, but then that thing starts approaching. "... ohmygod." Metta whispers softly. Metta, her voice very, very quiet... "Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Metta, announcing for the fight between the Packbeast and Theo, and I'm /terrified/. Save me." 

:'''{{#var:311|Lupita Auryon (311)}} has posed:''' "Yeah... Yeah how you like that huh? Aw fuck yeah, hurts good don't it, HURTS SO GOOD, DON'T IT, Motherfucker! See if you get some goddamn limeblood shitfaced beetle to spit fucking acid at me again you motherfucking--" Lupita's offensive tirade is cut short by two things. One, she smells something smokey on the air, and wonders if it's fire. This causes her to pause long enough for Two, the GIANTASS CONSTRUCT THAT HAD BEEN LEERING DOWN AT HER to HIT HER WITH THE FORCE OF -YES- TIMES -YESFINITY-. #1827upita lets out a screechy yelp as she's suddenly slashed, no, SLAPPED, like a fuckign MOSQUITO and slung off thw tower at the same time. She hits the ground with the force of 'FALLING OFF A FUCKING TALL THING', leaving something of a crater around her in the ground, and takes several good long moments to finally get out of said crater with a low whine of pain because wow, she actually FELT that, not to mention she's got gashes in places where her strong chitinous skin was weakened by the muck and goo. Purple smears cut across her frame, and she spits out a fang or two and a wad of purple spit at the same time, before she turns, and slowly, painfully, climbs up the blood tower again to rejoin Theo, growling at him. What's more unsettling, the fact that she's bleeding purple, the fact that she's still coming, or the fact that now she looks -pissed off- instead of 'JUST HAVING FUN'? She splays her fingers like claws, and crouches on one hand, before she suddenly charges at Theo, and attempts to -slash at his face with wicked-sharp nails- as she lets her -actual- claws do the work for once; yeah, no, Trolls are very good at being POINTY and SHARP and DANGEROUS. 

:'''{{#var:19|Maya (19)}} has posed:''' Maya watche as this fight is going dfown to the finish here. She's seen a lot more of what Theo can do and Lupita is once again showing she's no joke either. She seems quite pleased with Metta as an announcer too this has been worth the 50 credits and then some tonight! 

:'''{{#var:317|Theo Morrison (317)}} has posed:''' Lupita goes for a /trip/. Theo would posit which season in which he would see her next, but he thinks that he'd get met(t)a-penalized for the bad joke. He finally catches his breath and, reluctantly, gets back to his feet. Theo is all sorts of wobbly; he isn't made for an extended fight, though his summons kind of are. He's barely combat-trained. All he knows about fighting he's either picked up at random or in ALO, and the latter only kind of counts, and not for this. Basically, he's just some guy, albeit some guy with magical oomph. Reluctantly, Theo peeks over the side. He sees the crater, and he hopes that this is done with. Maybe she'll just stay down. That would be nice. She doesn't stay down. Crap. Lupita starts climbing up the tower. Theo's response is to look for something heavy to drop on her while she climbs up. Lacking in convenient rocks, he gets one of his Myr Servitors (one rebuilt the other, which then kept getting eaten by the Ravager) to come over, and prepares to have it leap at her, just like SHE'S DOING TO HIM RIGHT NOW--!! Recordscratch. The fourth wall is momentarily occupied by an adorable bird robot. <TUTORIAL MYR> GAME CONCEPT: 'CHUMP BLOCKER' A chump blocker is a creature assigned to block a larger attacker, which will ultimately die at end of combat and the blocking is solely done to prevent the damage that would be dealt if the creature was unblocked. Chump blocking occurs most often by players who are losing and trying to gain additional turns in which to draw answers, or alternatively by players with some method of generating large quantities of chump blockers to indefinitely stall an attack. This sort of blocker is most commonly a creature token. Chump blockers are most often foiled by the 'Trample' keyword, which assigns any damage in excess of the blocker's toughness to the defending player. </TUTORIAL MYR> We now resume our regular WMAT bout. Lupita leaps up there to kill Theo like a goddamn gorilla. Theo flings the Myr Servitor in Lupita's path, the three-foot bird robot flailing and getting promptly shattered like a cheap vase toppled by a kindergartener. Unexpectedly, the remaining force carries through, and it catches Theo as it's about to pass him, leaving a few shallow cuts on the far side of his cheek. The scrap metal hits him in the side of the head, sending him reeling. Theo catches himself on a groove in the wall, glances to his left, over the side. His eyes widen a touch, and he turns and flat-out runs away, leaving the Ravager and the second Servitor between him and Lupita. The Darksteel Colossus has arrived at the tower. It stands next to it, almost as tall as the center structure in the replica of Urza's key lands. The colossal Colossus raises one hand, drawing back it's fist in a ponderous, creaking motion... and then swings it forward like it was driving a train car at the Troll that stalks the Planeswalker on the battlements. The fist goes through the tower punching into the innards. The Colossus draws it out, and then swings the other, a second monumental blow aimed at Lupita's position. The thing's fist doesn't even seem /scratched/ by the collateral damage it's causing, and it doesn't seem to care that it's causing it, following it by raising it's hand again and swinging it downward like it was swatting an insect on a tabletop. Theo continues to run for a connecting bridge to the Power Plant. It is getting him away from the immediate vicinity of his own creature's carnage. He /probably/ should have seen that coming. 

:'''{{#var:311|Lupita Auryon (311)}} has posed:''' Lupita is briefly VICTORIOUS in that she BROKE SOMETHING! BROKE SOMETHING GOOD OH FUCK YEAH. And then she even MADE THEO BLOODY! WOO! She wins! Now to follow through and-- As she's arcing into attempting to follow through with another slashing attack though, she notices, through the dizzy, BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD haze of her slight battle-insanity that.. that, Theo is, running away? And that there is suddenly, huh, a weird darkness, blotting out the hateful sun and there's a huge shadow and-- She looks up. "... Aw -Stairs- me," WHOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!!! ... Suffice to say, as Theo wins the game, the collossus vanishes, leaving a crumpled, bleeding, but still alive, and mostly, well, worn out, Troll behind for her red-quad to collect, because even though she's STILL BLOODY ALIVE she is. Really, really not liking this conciousness thing right now. 

:'''{{#var:185|Metta (185)}} has posed:''' Metta stares. Then she clears her throat, and starts announcing. "Laaadiiiieeeesssss and gentlemen, we have a WINNER!" "Congratulations to THEO MORRISON, Deckmaster Extraordinare, who defeated the AMAZING Alpha Packbeast Moonfray in a perilious battle that came down to one shot one opportunity, to seize everything they ever wanted, one moment, and he captured it!" "... we're gonna need some medics on the field, folks..." 

:'''{{#var:317|Theo Morrison (317)}} has posed:''' "Good game," Theo calls, wobbly, "well played!" Everything disappears. Theo ends up on the ground, rather than deposited unceremoniously in a tree or something. He sits down and takes a breather, and then decides to sprawl out instead. The ache is real. He dislikes this 'beaten up' ache. Force fields, he thinks, and moves on. ...to the other question. "'Stairs?'" he mouths, completely puzzled. He may never know. 

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WMAT B1 Lunessa vs. Noh

2014-06-21T05:21:25Z

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|Poses=:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' Last year, for some reason, the battle took place in a urban area that.. somehow.. took the form of.. a high school parking lot. Noh has filed this away in the line of 'Nope, it didn't happen', both because of the setting (... Sparkling vampires. Seriously, just, not.) And because of the fight's... albeit victorious, results. (NEVER EATING JELLO AGAIN.) .. This year, Noh's match appears to take place in the middle of a vast field. HOPEFULLY not one filled with giant pink CHICKEN NUGGETS ON THE HOOF. I mean ostrich chickens. The little dhampir waits patiently for her opponant to arrive, knowing only that it's a 'construct', named Lunessa, and is a.. wolf somehow? She doesn't really know what to make of it, but! Leaning on her spoon and purring slightly at the sun beating down, the half-vampire still smiles. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Hills, plateaus, open land. Perfect terrain for pursuing a hunt through, just enough to be challenging without leaving the prey anywhere easy to hide. Though she was hoping there wouldn't be much hiding, that would just be making things too easy. Fortunately people get a better idea of what that description means when Lunessa strides onto the field -- a grey humanoid wolf clad in some amount of battle armor, a fancy visor that currently is up on her forehead, and carrying a rather large looking rifle. Which, when the cameras turn towards her at the introductions, she cocks the activator slide on while flashing a smile full of nasty sharp teeth at said camera. The construct part isn't quite so obvious, until one notices that her grey 'fur' has a metallic sheen to it, and there's visible LED-like flickering in her eyes. The armor is actually fused to her too, but that isn't obvious in itself other than a few cables can be seen connected to it that disappear into her fur as if plugged into her body somehow. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' Eyes go wide, as the dhampir stares. ... A. Werewolf. An ARMORED. Werewolf. With. Shiny bits! And, wires, and.. Uhm. Okay. Shoot. What's she supposed to do with that? One hand twitches a little, and then she grins a bit, letting fangs show as she diverts blood to trying to keep from stealing small shiny things off the shiny wolf, holding a hand out. "You are being Lunessa then? Is hello to you! I am Noh Body! Your opponant! We have good fight yes? Win, lose, we come out friends?" Shiny sparkly fangy smile. (Chip Skylark would be jealous.) 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' ".. Whu?" Lunessa actually looks somewhat confused at the introduction. "You better not be nobody, I didn't entire this thing to just beat down some poser." Pause. Ear twitch. "Not that doing that isn't fun either..." <<I... think that's her -name-,>> Tesla remarks over the cyborg's comm. <<Do try to not embarass me.>> Lunessa just growls a bit amount masterminds under her breath and switchs off the external feed. It's just the two of them and the arena now. "Whatever kid. Just at least be a challenge." 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' Noh beams brightly at Lunessa, and then nods, picking up her spoon. "May best combatant win! ... And I am sorry ahead of time, yes? If you walking away missing spare parts, no matter fight outcome. I am, not good with make hands obey." She grins sheepishly, then steps back, and pulls out a quarter from her dirty jacket pocket, and holds it up. "Head or tail?" She asks, before flipping. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' The way she's faintly twitching, Lunessa must really be restraining herself from just opening up before all the pre-fight chit chat is done. Ugh. This is why she prefers real battlefields, less yapping, more shooting. Or at least more shooting while there's yapping, with how often heros like to spout their speeches. And the coin is tails. "Finally!" the cyber-wolf practically barks. Takes a step forward to stomp a foot on top of the coin to emphasize the moment. Then flips around her assault rifle to take a swing at the little halfblood with the stock end of the weapon. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' A slug to the head with the rifle sends Noh stumbling backwards - but with strange lightening reflexes, she stopp catches the quarter up off the ground where it landed tails up. HER SHINY. She reels a bit, shakes her head, lifts a hand to touch at the bruising spot, then grins, fangs wide, and looks up to Lunessa, hazel eyes taking on a slightly orange sheen. She hefts her spoon, twirls it once with the ease of a baton queen, and then grabs it in one hand, stretching her arm out, extending the pole-arm utensil like astaff. Then she swings it forward with sudden speed, aming a swiping blow of spoonbowl for Lunessa's feet, to try and knock the wolf off them with a bright chirp of, "Is good start, yes!" 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' A spoon, seriously? She's going to fight with a spo-- --Okay it turns into a spoon, staff, thing, but that's still pretty weird even by multiverse standards. The epic utensil smacks into her legs and knocks Lunessa down as intended, though as she hits the ground she uses the same momentum from the impact to bounce herself up and flip over onto her feet again. "Point for unorthadox... but if you really want to play like that..." There's a hiss of ozone burning as she activates the electrified claws that extend from one of her hands, and lunges at Noh with intent to stab, slice, or otherwise just hurt her in general with them. She may prefer her guns but that doesn't mean she's not prepared for close-quarters combat. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' A far more familiar attack this, electricity- Noh hisses as she's hit by the raking claws, which rip into her shirt down the front, and drive her backwards with black-turning lines of color down her front. Well. She's not exactly -all alive-, after all, so. She hisses a bit, looking down at her shirt, then back up to Lunessa with a slight grin. Well! She's taking things in stride! (Then again she's fruit loops, so she really does take most things with a bit of odd humor anyway,) noting: "Very good! I like that! You are very good indeed!" She beams! Then twirls the spoonstaff again, takes it firmly in both hands, and lofts it in an overhead position. Then she charges, leaping into the air and swinging the spoon down to try and bring the solid bowl of metal aimed downward for LUnessa's head. It worked before with a dragon, after all. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Not that anyone can see it since its from her own perspective, but as Noh recoils from the strike multiple tactical analysii go through Lunessa's augmented brain, noting both the wounds made and how her target reacts to them. With interesting observations. This isn't the first unliving being she's dealt with, and that is noted away for referal. Mostly on the fact that unliving tend to have few weak points or vulnerable body parts to deal crippling damage to. Then she gets a spoon upside the head, the blow aided by the momentum of the misleadingly small dhampire's jump. It's a strike hard enough to spin the cyber-wolf around and stagger a few steps away. Probably left a ringing in her cyber-ears, too. Enough that she shakes her head, followed by a snort as she snaps her visor down over her eyes and the scanning lenses light up. "I guess you're kinda tough after all. I'll have to stop playing around now!" She snaps her rifle back up into her hands, conductors in the weapon glowing visible and then unleashing a high velocity blast at Noh. The weapon was designed to shred through armor and tear up internals... but since Noh doesn't have so much living body to tear up, it might actually be -less- effective on her. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' Hiss! Pain, as the blast hits the claw-marks in the middle of Noh's chest and sends her flingign backwards through the air, now leaving her with a smouldering hole in the front of her shirt - shirts, now one can see the layers of clothing beneath the first one, all smouldering a bit - and another stain of thick black spreading into the red of the cloth. She crashes to the ground, with a light chirrof noises, and then rolls over, picking hewrself up, using the spoon in hand to leverage herself back to her feet. Noh stands there, blinking, poking at the hole left behind, and then sort of.. well, grins! ".. Huh!" She announces, turning to face Lunessa, "it is, very odd, yes? I have been stabbed, and I have been poisoned, and I have been suffocated. I have been shot even! But never with, what is called? Laser weapon? Is, different!" Her fangy smile grows wide.. and then slightly, unsettling, her eyes now glowing a bit more orange than before. "If we are play hard ball, is perhaps time I am break out things I am learning for the bard ball playing of!" She says, beaming! ... Then, dipping her head a bit, Noh swings the two-handed spoon back into one hand, and suddenly charges, catching it in both hands with one swing to start attacking with the spoon like it were a Bo- spinning it with two hands in fast motion for a series of strikes aimed for Lunessa's frame; heavy strikes aimed for shoulders, arms, weapon, and then a sudden spinning thust of spoon aimed for the cyber-wolf's stomach area. There's an unusual amount of strength behind it- Noh's small size and really skinny frame is REALLY misleadoing when it comes to her inhuman strength. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' After discharging the shot Lunessa flips the rifle back over and slides it into maglock across her back to get ready for another physical assault. Sure enough, Noh comes charging at her. In response she holds up her arms in front of herself, armor guards unfolding outward into small shields of ablative plating. Which she uses to parry several of the spoon's strikes, busting off pieces of the armor instead of taking grevious harm herself. Then grabs the spoon in, of all things, her mouth. She is a canine, after all. You ever play tug of war with a dog? Now just imagine if that dog was a six foot tall biomechanical cyborg. Which might be why after a few tugs Lunessa snaps her head back and twists her body around as she lets go, whipping the small halfblood across the field and hopefully into something hard and unforgiving. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' Well. Noh is trying to bring her A-Game! .. She's still just not MAJORLY DOING DAMAGE though because, well. Small is very easy to do-- just that! Noh growls playfully a small moment as she wrestles and tugs on her spoon against Lunessa's jaws, but then is WHIPPED AROUND and FLUNG! ... sigh, time for another stamp on her air miles card. She slams into a rock, and slides down to the ground, dizzy, before slowly getting up, and shaking out her head. One can practically imagine the rattling sound. There's certainly enough BELL JINGLING from her ornaments to add the sound effects! Then she grits her teeth. She promised herself she would take this battle in good nature! ... But it's a little hard when your head is ringing. Still. She grins again,and looks at the rock behind her- something seems to click! Because she turns again to face Lunessa! "Good dog!" She chirps! "Have a treat!" ... A, treat? ".. FETCH!" A bauble hanging from her string of bangles flashes! And suddenly, the rock behind her shakes, rumbles, and then lifts up to the tunre of a hand gesture. She even does the BALL THROW! .. except instead of THROWING A BALL, the ROCK IS FLUNG for Lunessa! 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Even with the visor down there is a visible TWITCH in Lunessa's features at the FETCH!. "JUST BECAUSE I'M A CANINE DOESN'T MEAN I--" And she turns around just in time to see the rock being flung at her. Unfortunately it's not soon enough to see the rock being flung at her and -dodge- it. SMASH! Maybe it was the kinesis, or the size of the rock, but either way it hits with enough force to send the cyber-wolf slamming into the ground and skidding across it, after the rock shatters into millions of little pieces almost like it was exploding. There's a growl as Lunessa grabs her snout with one hand and shoves her jaws back into place. "Okay, that one I felt..." She rolls over, and gets back onto her feet. Bares her fangs as she crouchs down, and looks like she's going to charge, or pounce, or something. Or not, as instead of leaping she opens her mouth into a thunderous "ARRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" that while not quite a cannon certainly sounds close with the devestating sonic blast it produces. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' Eyes FLASH, as Noh is suddenly just not THERE anymore- somehow she's suddenly sped up, celerity backing her movements as she disappears from the stance of standing in place just as the sonic blast hits, sending up a cloud of dust and rattling the rocks. She's now behind Lunessa, her features becoming less and less the innocent, cute little thing she normally appears as; now her fangs are visible, her hands are claws, her features are gaunt and she is pale; her ears pointed. She's channeling her energy away from her usual glamour to other, more important things- Like suddenly charging forward, once again at rapid speed, to try and grab for Lunessa's jaws with both hands, and suddenly clamp them shut. She grins, one fang snagging over her bottom lip, before she scolds, "Bad doggie.. No biscut for you.." in an odd, growlish voice. Tight grasp on long snout, she attempts to use sudden, greater strenth to wrench Lunessa's head down, and then back one handed-- for the other hand is suddenly, claws splayed, slamming for the wolf's chest, in an attempt to strike either into it, or throw her back a couple of feet. Noh does, after all, when concentrating on her Vampire powers, have the strength to move a car, even if limited by longevity. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' How the hell did she move FASTER than SOUND? Augh curse you Multiversal defiance of physics! Not long to ponder that though before the quick little bugger (Lunessa doesn't call people bitch, that'd kinda be insulting herself, y'know) practically comes out of nowhere to grab onto her mouth and wrench it shut. But when Noh goes to smash her in the chest Lunessa is just as quick, yanking her head free, and using her leg booster to reverse-dash away from the stiking dhampire. But not without leaving a little surprise behind, as during the backup maneuver she also tosses one of her plasma grenades at Noh's feet, hoping she won't notice it while being distracted by her maneuvers. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' Plasma heat explodes at Noh's feet- and surprisingly, she yowls in pain at it, blastes backwards, a crator left behind in the ground where she had been. She manages to contort in the air as she comes for a landing- not for the hard, rough landing a collapse might bring, but an odd, twisting, on her feet in a crouch landing that leaves her panting a little. Her pants are badly burned, her uppermost shirt is scorched, and she's missing a sneaker. But she's still standing-- if only because she's just not HUMAN. She lifts her gaze, blood dripping from her mouth in a slight froth now, and gives a rather unsettling grin of many sharp fangs, before shadows suddenly swallow her up. A ball of roiling darkness hovers, before it suddenly blasts for the cybernetic Lupine-- only to form, mid charge, into the frame of a dark furred, chain-bound lioness, with a vague scruff of mane from it's head down to it's back, and fangs larger than those of a normal lion's. It leaps into the air, jaws opening, and claws splayed, as it attempts to latch onto Lunessa's throat and use body weight driving it to drag her down, with jaws clamped tight-- hard enough to crunch through light layers of armor at least. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Okay, plasma actually caused pain by the sound of it. This is noted. But it looks like previous analysis that causing crippling harm would be difficult due to lack of human characteristics is still standing. Eh, pain is pain. Gratuitous screaming and thrashing in agony was just fringe benefits for amusement. Such amusement is not to be had though, instead the resounding crash of two bodies together as the half-vampire thing turns into a half-vampire LION to pounce on her, impact slamming Lunessa to the ground again, with the beast on top of her. Jaws clamp down with an audible crunch, though its only one one of her arms as she shoves it in Noh's mouth to keep her from digging into somewhere more vital. "Unfortunately for you..." There is an audible thrum as an energized blade deploys from her other arm, a recent addition by her master after a couple of bad run-ins with Jedis. "Monsters is what I was -made- to hunt!" And thrusts the energized blade for the dark lion. Not having to worry about vitals is actually a benefit when you're not suppose to kill your opponent. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' A snarl of noise-- Noh twists in her hold on the arm, crunching again with another bite, as she half rolls on instinct, and the blade instead meats flesh in her upper shoulder, burning a hole into the black fur and sending up smoke. The arm hold is let go of only for a moment, though, because the demon beast is suddenly lunging up and away from Lunessa, ears back, tail lashing, before runes, barely perceptable as etched into the thick shackle collar the lion bears, flash. The ground around them starts to rumble, as suddenly another rock dislodges, and then a nearby tree, and then a downed log, and even part of a fence all lift into the air, and then are FLUNG! For Lunessa's form in a cascade of heavy objects; once again symbolizing a triggered pin among Noh's collection, this one being her strongest pin of all: Kinetic Warning. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Warning? WHAT WARNING? Admittably a fence isn't necessarily heavy. It is however good at getting someone tangled up in, which is pretty much what it does here, as part of the fence snags in the intake of one of Lunessa's thrusters, preventing her from dashjetting away from the avalanche of pain that follows it. Rocks and tress go crunch on top of the bionic wolf with enough force for it to indent into the ground and shake it a bit from the force. There is no way even... Nope. Despite being crushed and crumbled Lunessa still quite literally claws her way out from underneath, and that's with only one fully functional arm. Shit this cyborg can take some damage and still come back for more. But that's going to make it hard to fight, isn't it? Maybe it isn't. She doesn't have much in the way of pain recognition after all, that sort of defeats the purpose of being part machine. She's also got those two cannons attatched to the back of her armor, and apparently despite the bashing of various blunt objects those work just fine. Enough to launch several high yield explosive shells at the dhampire-lion. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' WHOOM. The not so big cat is sent blasting backwards by the shells as they collide at once with the ground, wham, wham, wham, and she again twists in the air, but instead of landing like a cat should, she crashes to the ground, panting, in a heap-- somewhere in all of that she reverted back through shadows and smoke to the small, slightly toothsome frame of a dhampir; though at the moment seems to oly be barely shaking off the transformation, a lion tail and cat ears remaining behind. She huuffs, into the earth at her hands, and feet, shoving herself slowly back from collapse, to her knees, and then to stand. The worst of the damage is immediately visible in all the dark stains blossoming on her clothes, and the fact that she's frothing blood still with each huff of breath-- but she's still standing. And really, Noh wouldn't enter the WMAT if she didn't know she wasn't able to take this kind of damage without really -dying-. She grins again, and then pulls her bauble chain from her neck, and fingers the pins roughly in her hand. "You fight, very good, very, very good. Is honor that I will lose to you, Miss Lunessa, yes? But it would not be sporting to lose without giving my all. I have attack I save because is very... unique, considering element, yes? No one ever expect it." She pauses, gives a loose titter. "Here, have spanish inquisition!" She says, grinning; and a flash blinks of light-- before suddenly a ball of light at the palm of her now outstretched hand appears; and grows, and intensifies, before suddenly shooting a beam of energy - HOLY ENERGY - at Lunessa; fit to shake and rattle her joints almost like a lazer blast. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Well she's right about that being unexpected at least! Noh isn't the first unliving that Lunessa has dealt with, but she's certainly the first to have a HOLY energy attack. The cyber-wolf turns and braces herself, letting the energy shot blast her already mangled arm. Which falls out of its socket, and could be mistaken as bleeding even, until one remembers that she's biomechanical, and that is more likely some sort of lubricant or other manufactured fluid. Though it's clear that some of her body is some sort of organic composition, there's so much fiber mesh and augmentation to it there's no distinct seperation. "And you're a tough little bugger, I'll give you that much." Lunessa leans down to pick up the mangled, severed limb. Nope, it's not worth trying to reattach. So she winds back and flings it at Noh as hard as she can. 

:'''{{#var:178|Noh (178)}} has posed:''' What is the sound of one hand clapping? I don't know, but the sound of one arm colliding with the head of a dhampir who's already dizzy and weaving unsteadily on their feat is a sort of CLANK! sound that is followed by the THUD! of said dhampir collapsing in a heap, huffing for breath, but managing just barely to stay concious, only to give Lunessa a weak thumbs up, before simply, flopping limp. Nope, not moving from here. 

:'''{{#var:368|Tesla Armadia (368)}} has posed:''' Granted, once the fight is over, -then- Lunessa seems to realize how bad of shape she's in. "Shit that little bugger hurts when she does hit. Com'n, you." She trudges over to grab Noh by the ankle, and drag her off to the medical area. She may be bitchy but she's not big enough of a jerk to just leave someone lying in the dirt. 

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2014-06-17T22:02:04Z

Typomouse:

=== Player Description ===
Typomouse is more commonly known by her longest held character, Raven DeVanos, or by the nickname, Maus. She has a DeviantArt account and is one of the moderators of the MCM DeviantArt group. She can be contacted through e-mail at rdevanos@gmail.com, or through @mail on the MUSH.

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User:Typomouse

2014-03-27T01:36:11Z

Typomouse: Created page with "=== Player Description === Typomouse is more commonly known by her longest held character, Raven DeVanos, or by the nickname, Maus. She has a DeviantArt account and is one of ..."