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DariRyu: More typos! Devils get everywhere.

2017-10-21T14:32:40Z

More typos! Devils get everywhere.

DariRyu: Fixing a few typos

2017-10-21T14:30:55Z

Fixing a few typos

DariRyu at 05:56, 21 October 2017

2017-10-21T05:56:07Z

DariRyu: Alucard is confronted, revealed not to be Alucard. And then things go pear-shaped...

2017-10-21T05:54:56Z

Alucard is confronted, revealed not to be Alucard. And then things go pear-shaped...

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 :'''{{#var:571|Alexis Maaka (571)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Maaka breathes heavily as she holsters the shotgun, and she holds the SCAR on NOT!Alucard as the vampire shapeshifts. "...wait, what the hell?" It's like someone just got unbrainwashed, the cyborg supposes, as she approaches him warily. "Anybody awake in there?" She asks, lowering the rifle and letting it hang on her sling as she kneels and snaps fingers repeatedly at the grey haired man. "So we have a /lot/ of questions to ask, looks like." She muses.<br> <br>
-:'''{{#var:1100|Leyanne Mace (1100)}} has posed:'''<br>Leyanne Mace surges forward, the lights on her arm still glowing green. She sprints towards Rebecca, taking a few kits from the spray of red talismans but she ignores them; her red armour protects her, mostly. A few cuts are visible, but she doesn't pay much attention. Instead, she works on punching the thrall latched onto Rebecca in the side of the head. Probably hard enough to punch the thrall's head clean off.<br> <br>
+:'''{{#var:1100|Leyanne Mace (1100)}} has posed:'''<br>Leyanne Mace surges forward, the lights on her arm still glowing green. She sprints towards Rebecca, taking a few hits from the spray of red talismans but she ignores them; her red armour protects her, mostly. A few cuts are visible, but she doesn't pay much attention. Instead, she works on punching the thrall latched onto Rebecca in the side of the head. Probably hard enough to punch the thrall's head clean off.<br> <br>
 :'''{{#var:707|Xiaomu (707)}} has posed:'''<br>The thralls may be thinning out, but they aren't all disposed of yet - and even if the control over them is starting to fray some, the threats haven't all evaporated quite yet. But before Xiaomu can pick one of the remaining targets, two things happen.<br><br>The first is Leyanne decking the living (and/or undead) hell out of the thrall who was about to give Chambers a bad time.<br><br>The second ... is on the radio, and it's enough for Xiaomu to focus on confirming how much room they have between the good guys and the entrance, respectively, and whether any thralls are potentially in the path of a hasty retreat.<br><br>At least she can focus on making sure the path is clear.<br> <br>

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 :'''{{#var:1016|Eithne Sullivan (1016)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;More and more people pile on in, some of them people she knows. Maaka and Seras get waves and a smile, Maaka because Eithne sort-of knows her and Seras because she always seems so discouraged. "Yup! I think he's about--" The coffin lid slides off, and there are a few very tense moments for the detective. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After making sure John is all right she walks up next to Jonathan and lays hands on the statue as well, helping him push it faster. She's stronger than she looks.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Though she peeks into the side rooms, the middle chamber is clearly where the important bits are. "Ooooo-er," she murmurs, sidling toward the sarcophagus (and by necessity, past Reimu). "What's this, then?"<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;...She's admiring the roses carved into the sides instead of paying attention.<br> <br>
-:'''{{#var:1100|Leyanne Mace (1100)}} has posed:'''<br>Leyanne Mace appears to be counting each of her arriving comrades. "Awesome, I brought :enough Victory Dances." She mutters cheerfully, holding up her other hand for a fistbump with Maaka. She grins cheerfully, leaning across to whisper cheesily "I see dead people!" She giggles, wiggling her antennae. She's half-expecting a punch for that one.<br><br>As soon as everyone starts getting down to business, she pinches out her smoke and puts the end in a little ashtray. "Yeah yeah I know the deal, don't fire 'till the dude shows himself to be a threat."<br>Shehe follows Joestar and Rizzo along, covering the corners with her shotgun. Her finger remains above the trigger, the mouse having to crouch slightly within the tunnels to fit. WHen Reimu calls out for the person to come out and speak, she lowers the gun, aiming it at the floor.<br> <br>
+:'''{{#var:1100|Leyanne Mace (1100)}} has posed:'''<br>Leyanne Mace appears to be counting each of her arriving comrades. "Awesome, I brought :enough Victory Dances." She mutters cheerfully, holding up her other hand for a fistbump with Maaka. She grins cheerfully, leaning across to whisper cheesily "I see dead people!" She giggles, wiggling her antennae. She's half-expecting a punch for that one.<br><br>As soon as everyone starts getting down to business, she pinches out her smoke and puts the end in a little ashtray. "Yeah yeah I know the deal, don't fire 'till the dude shows himself to be a threat."<br>She follows Joestar and Rizzo along, covering the corners with her shotgun. Her finger remains above the trigger, the mouse having to crouch slightly within the tunnels to fit. WHen Reimu calls out for the person to come out and speak, she lowers the gun, aiming it at the floor.<br> <br>
 :'''{{#var:707|Xiaomu (707)}} has posed:'''<br>Once Jonathan starts trying to move the statue, Xiaomu abandons her inspection of the scuff marks and, and if an extra set of soldiers would be handy, she helps him with the pushing. Somebody physically stronger than Xiaomu might be better-suited if it comes to that - she's no weakling, but there are upper limits to how much she can lift or push, and some people have better capacity in that field than she does.<br><br>If she has a moment to make up for lost greetings, she does so - it's always good to see familiar faces; for Xiaomu, though, pretty much *everyone* here is familiar to a greater or lesser extent. That doesn't stop her from giving Reimu in particular a grin and a thumbs-up before they move on.<br><br>She heads down the stairs and into the crypt with the others; she's quite happy to let Reimu take the lead, given what the miko had to say about her attacks. But that feeling of wrongness sets her ears to canting back, the fur of her hair-tails fluffing out more visibly than usual; her usual good-natured snark actually peters out as those candelabras flare up in an ominous red hue. Even the way she's carrying herself changes - from a relaxed demeanor to a conscious balancing of her weight, maintaining a poise and position which will let her react quickly to a threat as soon as it presents itself. Most people might not pick up on the nature of that shift ... but she's in the company of Elites, who don't generally fall under the heading of 'most people'.<br><br>She most noticeably is NOT focusing her full attention on the sarcophagus. She's not ignoring it, but whatever that sense of encroaching evil may be heralding, she's not about to assume the big, ornate coffin is the source of it. Her gaze and her ears angle this way and that, trying to take in as much of 'all of her surroundings' as she can pull off.<br> <br>
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 :'''{{#var:1128|Alucard Tepes (1128)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The hail of blue magical pellets from Reimu gets the whole group of vampires on the defensive, and they start dodging. They're not going to dodge all of that, though, not even with supernatural speed, and several of the shots hit (or graze), raising smoke from where they strike.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Eithne, for her part, smashes the coffin pretty easily, and the magic within it sputters to a stop with a small flash and a tiny little magical pop. So there will be no more of the vampire's playthings to fight here. Then again, there are by far enough of them anyway. These women all sport fangs and hiss angrily at the attackers. Doubtless because of a vampire's turning. The women are dressed in filmy dresses that cover them well, though the skirts fade to transparency beginning at their knees. The dresses are various pastel colors, like those a young girl might wear, mockeries of innocence.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Alucard had been standing back, from the looks of things, but then suddenly found himself faced with Jonathan Joestar, way too close for comfort. "What?! How did--?!" That's about all he's got the patience for, it seems, bcause he goes on the offensive. Not with a sword. His gloves are off, literally, and he attack's Jonathan like a beast, clawed hands slashing for the Hamon-practitioner's face.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Leyanne's blast does hit one, and she screeches in an inhuman way as she falls, the blast flinging her back. But having a hole in her stomach doesn't seem to be more than a minor annoyance, and she soon stands up. "Master has no need to explain himself to a RAT!" she shrieks as she leaps at Leyanne. Looks like she's trying to bite her.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Maaka's shots tag one in the side, removing one arm in a smoking mess, but when she fires the second shot, the woman has figured out where the shots are coming from, and is putting on the speed. And she's also charging at Maaka, with the claw-like nails of her remaining arm outstretched.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Rebecca's target is struck by both bullets and staggers back. But she's not down. And now she knows where to aim. Much like the others, she lunges at Rebecca with a hiss, seeking to sink claw-like nails into her.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Seras's target is soon more hole-y than righteous, thanks to the large rounds. But there seems to be a difference here, between these girls and the thralls Seras might have fought in the past. These are tougher, and faster. As such, the thrall drops down under the shots to her head, one grazing the side of her face. ...Uhoh. She seems to pause, bringing her hand to her face as if shocked. "You... damaged my face..." And then a SCREECH! "HOW DARE YOU?!" Think fast, Seras... there's a very angry thrall coming after you, even if she's got smoking holes in her chest!<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And then something very strange happens. Rizzo begins to pray... and then Alucard seems to pause. It's probably just long enough to save Jonathan from the attack. And it opens Alucard up to counterattack by Jonathan, too. The thralls, however, seem unmoved.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Xiaomu's got everything worked out, it seems, and her anti-spirit rounds tear into the side of one of the thralls. She gets the same treatment as the rest, it lunges at her. But of course the freezing startles the succu-pire (is that even a word?), and just as Xiaomu had planned, the vampcicle ends up smashing against the wall. That one's not out, but she's down; she needs to get her bearings.<br> <br>
-:'''{{#var:1100|Leyanne Mace (1100)}} has posed:'''<br>Leyanne Mace smirks as the succubus she's going for goes down. But when the thing gets back up, she prepares to open fire. But then she says the word. The R-word. Leyanne sees red. Literally red; her cybernetic optic flicks from green to red and she lets go of her gun, her left hand bending oddly as it pulls one of the stakes from her backpack and grabs it in her fist. All the red lights along the limb suddenly turn green.<br><br>The mouse leaves herself WIDE open to attack from all angles as she sprints to meet hte charging, face-biting succubus. She makes no attempt to avoid her attack. What she does attempt do do, as she comes in range, is thrust the stake so far through her chest that most of her forearm is likely to emerge from the other side. Gas jets from her elbow and shoulder.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"MOMMA DIDN'T RAISE NO STINKIN RAT!" Leyanne bellows, abject rage in her voice.<br> <br>
+:'''{{#var:1100|Leyanne Mace (1100)}} has posed:'''<br>Leyanne Mace smirks as the succubus she's going for goes down. But when the thing gets back up, she prepares to open fire. But then she says the word. The R-word. Leyanne sees red. Literally red; her cybernetic optic flicks from green to red and she lets go of her gun, her left hand bending oddly as it pulls one of the stakes from her backpack and grabs it in her fist. All the red lights along the limb suddenly turn green.<br><br>The mouse leaves herself WIDE open to attack from all angles as she sprints to meet the charging, face-biting succubus. She makes no attempt to avoid her attack. What she does attempt do do, as she comes in range, is thrust the stake so far through her chest that most of her forearm is likely to emerge from the other side. Gas jets from her elbow and shoulder.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"MOMMA DIDN'T RAISE NO STINKIN RAT!" Leyanne bellows, abject rage in her voice.<br> <br>
 :'''{{#var:972|Reimu Hakurei (972)}} has posed:'''<br> <br> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Now was a perfect opportunity to go ahead and finish them off one by one. She merely floats to the side as another pair of Yin Yang Orbs appear as well. The four of them begin to spread out and hurtle themselves off directly to the walls of the enormous room. All of them appear to glowing a warm red and seem to sporting no signs of damage. The light that they emit glows a vivid and rather unpleasant shade of red. <br> <br> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Alright, let's see you dodge this one then!" <br> <br> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She raises her gohei into the air and begins to swing it left and right as well. As she continues to swing it through the air, four lines of yellow talisman streams begin to make themselves evident as the sound of repeated shots being fired fills the air. As she finishes the swing, the four streams begin to curve themselves directly into the positions of the succubi. Meanwhile, the orbs just ricocheted off the walls and each one seems to be bouncing toward the succubi while glowing a rather bright shade of red. <br> <br>
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 :'''{{#var:972|Reimu Hakurei (972)}} has posed:'''<br> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "That's normally what I do in life for the most part. Also, thank you for taking note of that. Not many people seem to notice and I'd be happy to help out for free again." <br> <br> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; She grips her gohei in her right hand as she takes a deep breath. <br> <br> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I can also make barriers and fly if needed as well." <br> <br>
-:'''{{#var:1100|Leyanne Mace (1100)}} has posed:'''<br>Leyanne Mace stays out of the way and listens. Her eye stays green, but there are little smouldering red flecks flickering through the optic's status display. Her arm has returend to red glow, indicating all the assists are shut down, but her fist remains clenched, and rotating at a slow 1-2 RPM at the wrist joint. "Fuck off are we letting you do this alone, dude." She mutters, sourly. "Not a fucking chance mate."<br> <br>
+:'''{{#var:1100|Leyanne Mace (1100)}} has posed:'''<br>Leyanne Mace stays out of the way and listens. Her eye stays green, but there are little smouldering red flecks flickering through the optic's status display. Her arm has returned to red glow, indicating all the assists are shut down, but her fist remains clenched, and rotating at a slow 1-2 RPM at the wrist joint. "Fuck off are we letting you do this alone, dude." She mutters, sourly. "Not a fucking chance mate."<br> <br>
 :'''{{#var:571|Alexis Maaka (571)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;If this were a cartoon, Maaka would be making that comical tire squeal noise as Alucard bids her to stop. She looks to him, and just narrows her eyes. That said, she's willing to hear the dhampir out after some clarification. "We're going to kill him." She says, in no uncertain tones. There's gonna be MURDER on the horizon, for Magnus.<br> <br>

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 |Date of Scene=2017/10/20
 |Location=Castlevania World
-|Synopsis=A group of people go to Alucard's tomb to confront him for his role in the attacks at Windknight's Lot. A fight ensues and Alucard summons several beautiful thralls to battle the group. However,
+|Synopsis=A group of people go to Alucard's tomb to confront him for his role in the attacks at Windknight's Lot. A fight ensues and Alucard summons several beautiful thralls to battle the group. However, "Alucard" is revealed to be someone else -- a vampire named Lyudmil, a servant of Alucard's from long ago, mind-controlled by an incubus named Magnus. While the group is in Wallachia, Erina Pendleton is kidnapped by Magnus. He demands that Alucard raise Castlevania... or he will kill Erina.
 |Cast of Characters=1128, 1100, 1016, 1084, 707, 571, 972, 290, 1107, 1011
 |Tinyplot=Soliloquy of Reproach