Before she gets into the limo with Violet, Edge, and Boss. She turns and steps over to Edge and Boss and keeps her voice low, so as not to insult the subject saying. "It's not defending myself that I'm worried about. It's whether or not I'll have to." she then tilts her head at the limo to indicate who she's talking about. "He doesn't exactly look like thug deterrent, and I'd rather not have to show him any of the "crazy" things I explained back at the lab. Especially not in a fight. Thanks for coming along though." she thanks. At least if someone started trouble, she had witnesses to say she didn't start it.
Turning her attention then to violet's question. "Well, it's pretty difficult to pick out a place to go when you've literally seen the inside of one building in the whole city so... surprise me?" She decided, letting Violet go where he wanted to.
Icarus had followed as had Selena, Icarus then looked at Selena then back at Maka.
"whatever you do keep your magic, pinned down" he whispered Selena raised an eyebrow confused.
"What do you mean pinned down I cant hide my magic, besides its not like there's a witch-hunter nearby, trust me if any one of those pigs were near I'd turn them to ash." she said with a somewhat confident smirk she had said that line just a little too loud for Icarus to prefer. he turned to see Maka had in fact heard Selena's denouncement of a witch hunter.
As Maka was just about stepping into the Limo, she overheard Icarus and Selena's conversation. She shot Selena a well honed glare, focusing on looking at her soul, rather than her.
She starts calculating just how to handle the situation. Whoever she was, she is a witch, one with an attitude at that. While rightfully disliking the stranger right away (in her mind at least) ... things worked differently here, didn't they? While hardly hiding the fact that Selena would be an enemy any other time via a clearly angered facial expression, she sits in the limo and slams the door. Closing her eyes and saying to Violet up front...
"If that witch is a friend of yours who you don't want to see hurt... don't let them get in the damn car, and let's go. Now. She "explained" to Violet. Considering she's already explained to him that her job is to feed a certain number of souls, and then most importantly the soul of a witch to her weapon, he should probably get the point.
she keeps her voice low, though not very well hiding frustration at walking away from the scenario. "I'm going to expect a full explanation on why exactly I should show this kind of restraint in the future, before the next time I see her face... understand?"
Violet was wondering what exactly had gotten into Maka, but judging by her tone of voice as she talked about Selena, it was clear it wasn't anything good. "Hey, look Selena is an ally, She hasn't done anything to harm anyone. In fact, she even helped us out with a rather violent "visitor". I didn't think there would be an issue, After all, a Witch from one world isn't the same as a Witch from another now is it?" He said to as he glanced back at her. "Listen, this is a different world to yours and we get dozens of beings from other realms on a monthly basis. We welcome all until they pose a threat." He then explained as he waited for Selena if she was joining us. "Now don't go around starting fights, that rarely ends well for anyone involved."
Maka took a deep breath to calm her nerves, if only slightly. "Alright, fine... I won't start anything... but don't expect the two of us to be friends. I don't know, circumstances are clearly different here, but my response if she starts it, won't be. she said, a bit more relaxed now that she's made that clear, though still a little edgy.
Sighing in slight relief as she got that off her chest, and just then absorbing Violet's testament to her being a friend, she calms herself and asks. "Are you sure you trust her though? Just asking.... I assume witches are a negative thing here too, but... where I come from they make up a great majority of what we see as evil. I apologize in advance if I'm slower than you are to accept that they aren't all bad." Then, changing the subject afterwards. "Oh, and when we leave off... where are you planning on first?"
"Not entirely, but this is a lot better then shooting every single person that ends up in our world. Now then, I was thinking I'd show you the city center, get a feel for the culture and such. Sound good?" Violet answered before they set off with their group in tow. "Besides, my boss Kazuya doesn't trust anyone. If you so much as look at him funny, he could seriously attempt to end your life. But someone has to counteract that, now don't they?" He then added, knowing how willingly Kazuya would fire him if given the chance.
Still, he pushed that to the back of his mind as they entered the City Center, Violet rolling down the windows to show off the place. "I'm not sure if this is on par with your world, but I like it..."
Lost in Nightmares: Rising Dawn Crew Feat. Yu Narukami Vs. Nyarlatothep
Rugal
Once he managed to strike with his fist, Rugal quickly rolled as he landed while the tendrils began to shoot from the ground.
It wasn't long before the began to entangle him, though he did manage to work around them with his Slashing Aura to slice though them before they could fulled immobilize him.
It still didn't stop him giving Slindis a smart-ass remark to her comment though: "So what you are saying is you want more homicidal deities trying to kill us?"
He quickly regretted those words when Nyarlatothep began to get into his head. ("It'd make a nice change of pace from putting up with your constant attempts at Uxoricide[footnote]Fancy term for killing your wife[footnote], you'd have to admit.") He heard something say in his mind right after Dimitri warned against one of Nyarlatothep's attacks.
While it was simple to put two plus two together, it did distract him enough for one of the tendrils to wrap around his neck and arms right as as his weakness shifted to Physical attacks, clearly in a bid to not avoid getting beaten to death.
"Seriously?! Ngh-This again!" He spoke out loud as he resumed his efforts to free himself, starting to get sick of these constant mind-games. ("What? Don't believe me? You might claim to be a lover, but deep down you are still the killer you are. You know she's holding you back.")
"You-Ngh-Seriously expect this to work now of all times!?" ("No, but I figure you shall prove my point rather soon...")
While he was working on untangling himself, his Persona was at first working on attacking the mass directly, least until Hercules heard Nyarlatothep say ("No, but I figure you shall prove my point rather soon...").
This gave him pause right as he realized that a lot of the enemies attacks weren't targeted at him, along with one of the remaining masks seemingly nodding at him, He understood instantly what he was getting at.
He then glanced over at the Drow, coincidentally at the exact same time another burst of tendrils tried to ensnare her.
It was then he realized something, granted, that blue skinned slut had basically "Broken" his control, his evil lifestyle and there was little else in the world that he'd rather have then to watch her die screaming in agony.
On the other hand though, the idea of being the one personally credited with the killing of one of, if not *THE* most powerful entity in this realm was too tempting of a prize.
Telegraphing his attack with a feral roar, he then began to charge at his target, claws unfolded as he leaped up into the air, much to the horror of Rugal.
"SLINDIS! BEHIND YOU!"
David
David meanwhile kept his focus on the masks as Nyarlatothep to really respond to much else, there was no longer a fight, an enemy or even any allies, there was just a target in his mind.
Even as his typing changed to make their attacks less effective, he and Apollo kept up their rate of fire, the Snipers able to land their hits even as the enemy started to shake while he did his mental attack. ("You're going to miss. you know yo-")
"Can't talk. Sniping" He dismissively said, much to the voice's confusion. ("...Wha-")
"You fucking heard me! I've been waiting YEARS for something like this and you're throwing me off." ("You do know it's meaningless-")
"Look, I've been listening to that shite for years, since the Angel War, In San Andreas, Here. And now I FINALLY get the one monster that is literally SCREAMING for me to snipe his ass while NOT being immune to bullets. I plan to make the most of it. Now piss off, I'll be moody and shit later." ("...")
Pushing everything else out of his mind, all David worried about was getting the bullets from the pointy end of his gun into the eye-holes on the masks.
Jenny
Ignoring the standard monolog that all these villains give, Jenny was more focused on getting past the tendrils so she could attack the enemy directly.
Sure, she could hang back and keep firing off Psychic blasts but after all the grief this monster had caused for her so far, she wanted to get up close and personal, though the fact Dimitri said he was weak to psychical attacks right now also played a part.
However, it was still rather hard for her to get past them thanks to the sheer number and she found her path blocked off. "Dammit...come on, there's got to be an opening somewhere..." she cursed as she was too busy figuring out how to get though to Nyarlatothep to notice the being creeping up behind her. "Well, if it isn't Miss Punching Bag..." "!!!" "Ahhh, I see you reme-OHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Right on instinct, she turned around and buried her staff right into the crotch of the source of the voice before lashing out violently against the mass of tendril that was morphed to look like Bruiser, No doubt Nyarlatothep planned on getting into her head via him, but the savage beating he was now on the receiving end of proved otherwise. "OHH!-OW-FUCK-GAH-STOP-HIT-URG-AGH-Awwww shit..." "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!"
Oh she could vent her anger for hours, but the tendril was rendered into mush within minutes while Corvus just stood on the sideline, nodding approvingly.
Deadshot
While the rest of the heroes were fighting the good fight, Deadshot was busy trying to worm his way out of it, He wasn't prepared for shit like this and that was all that Nyar needed in order to get into his head. ("You're afraid.")
"Shut up!" ("You want to run. You weren't meant for this battle. Hell, You were supposed to be in prison, you know that for a fact.")
"GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HEAD!" ("You get out of mine first, Coward.")
The assassin was now holding his head as he looked around the nightmarish environment, it was just like Moscow all over again. "....GAHHH! FUCK THIS! YOU'RE ON YOUR OW-OOFFF!" He finally snapped as he ran for the exit, only to get struck down by a wayward tendril and knocked side.
This however was enough to get David's attention despite his Zen state.
"Gah Shit! Cover me, Deadshot's down!" He said to the others as he began making his way towards the assassin.
Lost in Nightmares: Rising Dawn Crew Feat. Yu Narukami Vs. Nyarlatothep
Other battle music, because Nyarlatothep is a thieving whore [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fV7DahJVudI]
Slindis
Slindis was halted by the assault, although Nyar's attack went more for an amalgamation of voices - faces she'd seen back home, the voices from that accursed die that Red Mage had cursed, the faces of all the corrupted angels she'd had to end with her own hands... With all that had happened, could she truly consider herself any kind of champion?
She took a moment or two to focus on that as she rolled out of the vines, however that moment was all it would take for Hercules to get a rather deep gash into the side of her ribs. If It hadn't been for Rugal's warning, though, it could have ended a lot worse.
Hercules, however, found out one vital fact as the Drow held onto his claw arm and took some rather vicious slashes while securing the hulking Persona: you never count a Paladin out until they've bled out. As she spun him around like a Ragdoll with the improved strength of a rapid shift from Water Stance to Fire stance, she shifted into Fire Stance to increase the force before finally throwing him into the multi-masked being.
[color=c200]"... Rugal, we're seeing a therapist for this later, or you're going to spar with me some more...."[/color]
Ella/Devon
Devon saw the tentacle-like vines and did her best to roll out of the way. [color=00c863]"Really? Really?! Just because we're in a Japan doesn't mean we have to go for... well, that!"[/color]
However, the evasion opened up the nagging little voice at the back of our Bard's head. [color=00c863]"So, just going to roll away and let the others fight for you again? For someone that sold their soul for all that and a student of Caim, you sure don't show it. I'd say you're more like a spoony bard. Then again, you can hardly take an attack, so you should stay back. Even that cleric's more durable."[/color]
[color=00c863]"You... you may be right, but you're wrong if you think that only my blade is worth anything"[/color]
[color=0c863]That worthless piece of garbage? You should have stuck with Injustice - Except you can't, since you fucked that up too!"[/color]
[color=00c863]"Still, I can do more..."[/color]
Before much more happened, though, Ella slapped Devon on the face. "Damnit, Devon, not's not the time to be choking! Have the crises AFTER we give the Maskhole a few new holes to go fuck himself with!" It wasn't the most kind way to snap someone out of something, but It seemed to work as Devon started to slash at the tentacles while Ella went to check on the cleric. [small]"I swear, I need to start getting paid for this shit..."[/small]
In the meantime, though, Ella deftly worked her spear, skewering the tentacles that got near her as she ran to Teri.
Melethia
Melethia deftly rolled out of the way of the tentacles, having fought too many sahuagin herself to not know how to avoid those kind of grappling spells. When Deadshot was pinned down, she shut her mind off to the creeping voices and then fired arrows on the creeping tentacles to get Deadshot some breathing room as she moved a bit closer to Narukami to back him up.
"...so," Boss said, turning to Maka. "What's you're beef with magic users? Edge over there uses magic. And I've been described as using magic before. Are you going to get all violent with us?" Boss turned back to the window. "'cause I've been known to throw buildings at people."
"You've never done that." Edge said.
"I totally did that." Boss said. "Threw a skyscraper at a guy in a giant suit of armor."
"None of those things happened" Edge said. "Stop saying they did."
Boss scoffed. "I'm still curious as to how magic users in your world work." he said.
[color=6c1504]M. Bison Congressman Vincent Vega[/color] | Bruiser | Fulgore! | Incognito Mr. Presidentito.
Location: Outside the GOP fundraiser
Time: Night
"Well ... that weird." The President said, his mask barely hanging onto his face. Even a bit of the mask was completely torn off, showing a bit of his hair, skin and left eyes. Starting to walk off, The President did not want to be near this place at all. "Well, good luck with your work. I have more politicians to shit on ... " He gave a wave, pulling out his phone and dialing Pierce's number and began to speak quietly into the device.
"Pierce, pick me the fuck up." The President tried to say quietly, even if the car was gone, the police hired to 'take care' of "Vincent Vega" would still place evidence inside the limo. On the other end, Pierce agreed quickly and sent a cab to the coordinates the President waited.
Responding to Violet's inquiry on the city center, Maka doesn't sound overly enthusiastic, but does seem at least a little impressed. "I can't remember any time my home town was lit up quite like this. Still... a bit busy on the foot traffic don't you think?" She says as boss then inquires about the magic in her world.
"Well, from what I can tell, not just anyone can use it, or learn to use it. Generally the only people who can are witches, who are just innately born so different their souls are even structured differently. Well, them and my friend Blair, but that's an entirely different story which I hope I will never have to tell anyone. I really don't want to. She said painful memories of when they first met her running through their mind.
"... Anyway... I guess it's not the magic itself we hate, it's the people using it. Prime examples? The witch who posed as our school nurse for years, without anyone knowing? She literally took her own child, melted down a demonic sword and infused it with his blood. His blood is still black as the sky outside right now whenever he bleeds." She said, remembering just how much it messed with poor Crona.
"Where I come from, pretty much all of them are right around that level of evil."
She says, then glancing over to Selena and sarcastically saying "No offense of course."
"Bitterness out of the way though... I just hope I don't step on anyone's toes around here, and I'd really like to get out of here whenever a way is available." she sighs.
"There is about 13 million people there. Tch, you should see some of the other cities in our world." Violet answered as he kept driving, allowing Maka to field some questions about her powers from Boss and Edge, paying attention to it as he did.
He did pale a little when he heard the part about the the Witch turning a kid into a sword. "...Ah...Yeah-I...can kinda see the problem you'd have with that..." He mumbled as he pulled up to a private parking space outside of one of the local shopping districts. "...Umm...anyone up for buying some retail therapy?" He asked as he attempted to lighten the mood a little, though it still still clear that there would be a lot of bad blood between her and Selena.
[color=6c1504]M. Bison Congressman Vincent Vega[/color] | Bruiser | Fulgore! | Incognito Mr. Presidentito.
Location: Outside the GOP fundraiser
Time: Night
"...Errr, yeah, sure. Oh, VOTE VEGA!" Bruiser said as he and Bison began to leave the scene. "...Dude, you just letting him walk off like that?"
[color=6c1504]"Did you see the killer robot? Most likely one of Armstrong's. He'll meet his end soon enough."[/color] "And if he reveals that you are some kind of demonic evil politician?"
[color=6c1504]"Tch! Everyone already thinks that. Besides, guy is a Anti-Government stoner. We can dismiss him."[/color]
Thus the Two Villains began to make their way back to the main road as Bison called for a cab of his own. "...You want to get a drive-thru on the way back?"
[color=6c1504]"....Yeah, alright."[/color]
All the while, The President's pursuer was still trying to hunt down his trail, finding the limo's wreck before searching the rest of the area.
"Heh, I would say I don't see why not, but I'm pretty flat out broke. At least, I didn't have anything in my pockets when I, you know, fell out of the sky. Guess that's a decent enough reason why not." She says, having subtly glanced at Selena throughout the drive. Then again, she guesses it would get her out of the limo. "but, it'll give me a chance to stretch my legs a little, so might as well." she says, not really waiting to get out of the limo, but she doesn't step very far from it. She walks around and taps on Violet's window asking. "So, where do you usually do your shopping?" She asks. Now that she thinks about it, violet's attire looks more than a little flashy... "Oh, and... with the job you do, how easy was affording that outfit?" Subtly inquiring about G-corp's pay rate. I mean, if she's going to be here a while, buying food would be an issue without a job.
Violet had a sly smile on his face when Maka said she was broke as he pulled out his company credit card. "As easy as punching in a pin number! I'll field the costs. Lets just have some fun!" Violet said as he led the way out of the limo. "I got my suit online custom made, but when I'm out, I like to do to Candy, Faline, Harcoza, Aquvii, the WC, Bubbles, Xanadu, Spank!, Kitakore and The Contemporary Fix[footnote]Source for Names : http://www.theguardian.com/travel/2012/feb/01/top-10-fashion-shops-boutiques-tokyo[/footnote]. I get around a lot!" He then bragged as motioned for the group to follow him for what was most likely going to be hours of retail madness on a company paycheck.
As they were heading off though, a figure in a large brown overcoat was watching them get out of the limo as he texted on his phone...
Starting out in a jog, The Incognito President ran along, trying to get as far as possible from the wreck area before the robot comes back. Mumbling and swearing to himself, he had hoped that they would pick him up soon. "Damn it Pierce." He said outloud before stopping to catch his breath on a nearby bench to the side of the road. Pulling out a purple can labelled "Saints Flow", the President pulled the tab back and started to chug.
"Arg, I wish I had bought a power one." The President said, burping afterwards. This was just an ordinary Saints Flow, a long while back The President took a special variation of Saints Flow that gave him super powers, seperate powers that were different to the ones he used in the super suit. Sighing to himself he heard the in-coming sound of a bike, not a normal bike either. Almost giving up and about to hitchhike, the sound came closer and closer, until he knew what the sound was.
"Is that what I think it is?" He said, surprised and looking towards the sound. Suddenly a bike awkwardly turned the corner, with purple lights and a sleek futuristic body. "Finally." The President said, suddenly standing up and holding up his thumb. The bike slowed down, yet this rider was not covering his head with a helmet, the white hair dangled down as the wind finally passed through it. " ... Merlin?"
It had seemed the Master Wizard took the bike and somewhat knew how to use it. Hello there ... sorry for borrowing this ... contraption. It handled like a horse to be honest. He said, awkwardly smiling. The President took a small look to his bike, it was incredibly dented. "So this is what Pierce was trying to tell me ... fuck." The large masked man said annoyed. Giving a shrug he knew they could easily fix it. "Move up, I'll drive." He said shoving Merlin back and hopping on the bike.
The bike immediately took off, travelling back to the military base. The President tore off the mask along the way.
The machine kept searching for his target long after the Limo had crashed, Giving the President all the time he could ever need and more to escape.
Text appeared on his HUD that took him to call off the hunt.
Code:
Give it a break, Fulgore, just get your ass back here
He wouldn't have given up, but he figured that he'd get another shot at the bastard someday.
Colorado State Senator Steven Armstrong
Location: Ruined GOP fundraiser
Time: Night
Armstrong meanwhile was still at the venue for the ruined Fundraiser, The Fire Department that showed up to emergency being kind enough to give him a wash down and a few towels.
"...How much did we get some the PAC's present?" He asked one of his aids, he refused to answer as Armstrong most likely already knew.
"...That bad, huh?...And where the fuck is Vincent?! Why isn't he covered in shit?!" He shouted in anger as he looked around the event.
"....Gah, Least Fox News will report this as it really is..." He sighed as he sniffed himself before groaning.
"Put the damn hose on me again..."
Lost in Nightmares: Rising Dawn Crew Feat. Yu Narukami Vs. Nyarlatothep
Other battle music, because Nyarlatothep is a thieving whore [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fV7DahJVudI]
Angelus/Caim
The dragoness lept backwards when she heard Dimitri's warning, just barely dodging a tendril that shot up from Nyarlatothep's assault. However, the defensive movement being enough to give a moment's distraction for Nyarlatothep to try to make his way into Angelus' mind,
("Oh how the mighty fall. Look at you, reduced to a pathetically human state.")
Angelus looked about for the source of the voice, and put two and two together quickly, snarling as she had to swipe at a tentacle with Kingsblood, "I don't have time for you! And what does it matter if I'm in a human form now? I've adapted far better than any dragon from my realm!"
("So, the only one, sans that black dragon. But what would your ancestors say if they saw you now? Making a pact? Falling for a madman? Even raising spawn that is not your own? Oh, I can see it now in your mind; you practically BEGGED Caim to keep that mechanical abomination as your own.")
Angelus' grimace grew deeper when Nyarlatothep insulted her son, a nearly bestial roar escaping her lips when Kingsblood found the tendrils 'flesh', "His name is CADOLBOLG! HE IS MY SON, REGARDLESS OF OUR BLOOD! And for that matter, my ancestors can go puff about in their ashes, for I've no use for their criticisms or your own. For the first time in 10,000 some odd years, I have found JOY in my existence, rather than pure survival! I have a brood of my own, a place to call home, and a mate and flight whom I can rely upon. In their names, I will not tolerate your assaults further! BEGONE!"
The voice seemed to back down with recoil, and hissed back, (Fine. I need only take one of you to take you both. You make it easy for me.)
"'You make it easy'? ...Caim!"
Angelus looked around feverently, focusing Echidna to locate her pact partner via their link, and saw the aforementioned swordsman swinging at a group of vines with one arm, the other being held back by another tendril of Nyarlatothep's. The dragoness called out to Kalastryn and pointed at her wayward pact partner before charging in,
"Help me get those damned things off him!"
As she charged in, she could hear from her pact partner's mind just what Nyarlatothep was saying....
It was that damn tentacle wave. Caim was doing more than well enough to dodge the onslaught, but had forgotten that Dimitri had mentioned two attacks while avoiding the tentacles that were constantly moving towards him. With avoid the oncoming swarm, Nyarlatothep found his way in, but this time, taking on a different form than the warrior's own voice. A young woman [http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20091220140146/drakengard/images/d/df/Furiae.jpg] appeared from the mire, and stepped towards the warrior, bearing a small dagger and a gentle smile. Perhaps it may have not worked with Jenny, but with Caim, it could bear differing results.
"Hello, Brother."
Caim stopped swinging for a moment, bewilderment crossing his face before he shook his head, "No. You're not real. I saw you- her get passage to the Striders."
The false Furiae smiled sweetly, and held the dagger to her heart, "Then I suppose it wouldn't matter if I ended myself again?"
That was enough to distract Caim to the point where the tentacles were able to get their clutches on him, one grabbing an arm, and the others getting ahold of his legs. Odin tried to step in at this point, but the tendrils began wrapping up the All Father as well, his two Ravens being left to peck at the tendrils holding the Persona fast. The warrior panicked and began slashing at the tendrils to get them off of himself and his Persona, but "Furiae" began speaking again, "Ah, so even if I'm 'false', it still hurts when I make this motion? Then again, why wouldn't it? It's all your fault that I died. If only you could have been supportive for me in my moment of weakness, brother, and perhaps I wouldn't have done it. If only you could have been there when I needed you, I wouldn't have suffered as I had.
A few kind words, an 'it's going to be okay', anything to help me find solace from that hell. I was only 14 when the Seal chose me. I was but a girl, barely able to taste the joys of woman hood before it was all stripped from me!
But what did YOU do? What did you do, Brother? You went off to play war and try to get vengeance for Mother and Father. You clung to the horrors that we beheld in the past when you should have been looking at what was in front of you. Your negligence led me to take the actions I did. If you hadn't rejected me...If you had understood that what the priestess said was simply an exaggeration... Maybe I wouldn't have done this-"
She plunged the dagger into her chest, drawing both a silent scream of horror from her viewer and a gasp of pain from the (Fake!former) Goddess. Blood began to blossom on her white blouse, and as she slumped against another of Nyarlatothep's tentacles, she gasped out, "And Become..the monster...I am... now..."
Before wisps of magic and feathers appeared, a fireball blossomed over the vision of Furiae, thrown by Echidna, and Kalastryn following the blow with a strike of magic against some of the tendrils holding Odin and Caim in place. As Angelus directed Echidna to help free her pact partner, she shouted to Caim, "Don't believe this scum, Caim. It's twisting your memory against you to make you feel guilt for something you shouldn't. It is already done. Furiae lives again. AND PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER! The man I made a pact with wouldn't let himself be held down for long."
When he was finally freed from the combat tentacles, Caim gave Angelus and Kalastryn a thankful, if somewhat sheepish, nod of his head, and gripped his sword with new fervor, and returned his (and Odin's) attacks towards the Crawling Chaos.
Ton Ton/Cadolbolg
Cadolbolg, seeing that he was airborne, was able to keep himself and Ton Ton away from most of the tendrils that seeked to spike up and attack the duo, Ton Ton taking the moment to slice and any offending appendages with his knife. However, also like the others, this proved a distraction, and Nyarlatothep found his way into the minds of the two little ones, acting as that horrible nagging voice of doubt...
Cadolbolg was first to hear the nasty Chaos in his mind, calling out to him as a mean voice in the back of his mind, ("What are you doing here? Don't you know small children should keep out of the way of their parents. Mother and Father are more than worried about you being here. After all, they'd have to worry about you being all in the way... Why, it might even get them hurt if you weren't careful enough. You are so young and weak after all.")
"...What? Mother and Father don't think of me like that. They say they're-"
("Proud of you? Why, all parents say that. They only say that because they want their children to shut up and leave them alone. You're just a nuisance to them, and Devon too. Why, even your Pact Partner thinks you're an annoying wast of space.")
[color=15650D]"That's anything but true, Daemon!"[/color]
Ton Ton's voice cut through the gloom, and filled Cadolbolg's mind with his feelings of hope for the end to this battle, [color=15650D]"You're just a horrible Daemon! The worst kind too, the ones that get pleasure from telling people nasty things! Mr. Caim and Ms. Angelus LOVE Cadolbolg, and they would hate anything bad to happen to him because he's their son! If they really didn't trust him, then why would they bring him along on their battles? And not to mention, aside from Ella, Cadolbolg is one of the best influences on Devon's psyche; I've seen it in action! Cadolbolg's cheer is infectious, and you just wanna see it snuffed out because you're a big bully!"[/color]
Seeing that the Tonberry was going to be a thorn in it's side when it came to Cadolbolg, the voice turned it's attentions to Ton Ton, and voiced his biggest doubts, ("So quick to extol virtures upon your allies I see. But what puts you in such a position to say if they're right? After all, didn't you let Annie get brutally tortured by Rugal Bernstein? And what about your Dear Mistress? If you surely cared about her, why haven't you found her yet? Does she mean nothing to you?")
Before Ton Ton could answer, Cadolbolg shot back at the voice, his confidence building again, "You shut up! Ton Ton's right, you're a big meanie! I don't exactly understand what happened with all of that, but I know that Ton Ton, at least, from how I have seen everyone act around him, is a pretty cool guy, and knows when something bad is happening. Not to mention, I bet that we're gonna see that Mistress real soon after we beat the daylights out of you! And, if you just wanna dwell on our mistakes, then there's no reason to listen to you! Get out of our heads!"
With Nyarlatothep expelled, the Cuties divebombed another piece of Nyarlatothep nearby Devon, the duo calling upon their Personae to deal some extra physical damage while the time was right.
Dimitri/Garm/Teri
As the battle drew on, Dimitri continued his scanning of the field, and saw that "World Ending Wave" was still in place and- oh, his systems were being attacked too?
Equiping the BARRET and the BOOK_OF_THOTH still floating in front of him, Dimitri pointed his weapon at an apparition within his home, the Tablet, taking the form of his Creator, save for the glowing yellow eyes. Holding out it's arms, the apparition looked ready to speak, but was immediately filled with holes, Dimitri simply stating,
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"I've no logical reason to listen to anything you say. You go against everything I was programmed, made or have learned to do. Stay out, or I will blast you again. And again. And again. As many times as necessary."
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The interior of the Table remained very quiet after that, save for the logistics Dimitri was pulling from THOTH's scans.
Like everyone else, Garm was preoccupied with dealing with the tendrils that Nyarlatothep was throwing at the party. However, what concerned Garm more was that his Pup was getting the worst of it. Ignoring the voices that seemed to try to whisper into his mind, the wolf bolted ahead of Ella in order to try to save Teri from Nyarlatothep's clutches.
When the wave of spikes struck, Teri twisted to away, but found herself struck in the leg in an attempt to dodge the blow. Giving a cry of pain, the Cleric leaned against Sadei to stay upright, but found the effort to be harder said than done, as several of Nyarlatothep's tendrils took advantage of her moment of weakness; and wrapped around the girl's arms and legs before forcibly jerking her to the ground. One hand barely clinging to Sadei, the Cleric tried to call out for aid, but gasped when another tendril began to make it's way around the girl's neck, cutting her gasp short.
Even as she struggled, she could feel herself sinking into the mire below, and flailed for some way, any way, to escape. As she gasped and flailed, a sneaking, familiar voice entered her mind:
["Now, doesn't this look familiar? Here you are, all tied up and looking for help, but no one's around to hear you scream. How many times have you had nightmares like this? It's because you're weak and you always need someone to save you. And look, even your wolf is here to try to help you!"]
True to the nagging voice's word, Garm had rushed to her aid, and was desperately trying to pry off the tendrils pulling Teri under, only to have another raise up and scrape by his side, [color=356D60]"I'm doing what I can, Tear-ri, hang in there!"[/color]
["See? If only you hadn't been so USELESS, perhaps you could have evaded this on your own. Didn't Mummy tell you all about evading attacks like this? Or maybe Daddy said that you could tough out all your problems, like a big girl! Oh wait, they're having a fight right now, so you can't really ask for THEIR help. What about Dear Little Sister? Oh, she's in the middle of things. You could always talk to your ex boyfriend's daughter, but she seems a little tied up herself. Or maybe Devon? No, she's busy too. Not to mention everyone else has to keep themselves alive. Looks like your all on your own! Isn't that what you wanted way back? To be alone? Or maybe, just maybe, you hated being alone for so long? When you were younger, it always sucked, and now that your whole world forgot you were even alive, you have to find a new set of family and friends. Kinda like Rugal and Slindis. And admittedly, it's nice when you feel like Mummy and Daddy are proud of you, for once. You were so happy when you finally got that Monk level. 'Oh, now I can defend myself! You guys don't have to watch my back!'
AND YET HERE WE ARE. You are still as worthless as you were when you first came on this ship! So what if you can heal? So what if you're trying to repent? In the end, you're the shittiest excuse of a Cleric that God could ask for. Why you? What good are you? You're an Author. You played with lives a thousand times over in your writings. You still haven't changed from being one, just look at how much you hide. What about Jenny? You never told her how much you were involved with Bruiser, nor have you mentioned to Caim that he was free from you! And what about poor David? You never got around to telling him that MAYBE just MAYBE, WhatsherfaceMc.Girlfriend might be alive! By hiding all that, you're just looking to protect yourself. Just look at how you faun over and act like a perfect little daughter to two big power players. Hell, the only reason God grabbed you is for Her power games. You're just a pawn to God, just like your characters were pawns to you. And, I bet that she's having fun too."]
Teri blinked away tears that were threatening to cloud her vision, and desperately attacked at a point she thought was weak in the Crawling Chaos' logic, [color=0E59E4]"That's not true. God chose me because She has faith in me. Lucifer-"[/color]
["'-Told me that'. Maybe that was another of his lies to butter you up. After all, didn't he say that his whole courtship thing was to drag you down? The only thing of note was that you were working for higher powers."]
[color=0E59E4]"No, I feel it sometimes, when I pray! I feel Her love wash over me when I pray for strength and conviction!"[/color]
["You sure that isn't just wishful thinking? Maybe you keep praying to God because it's a comfort. After all, when you're all alone, ANYTHING looks inviting. Anything that makes your pain go away. After all, weren't you all about suppressing your emotions? Don't want to be a burden around everyone, if I remember correctly? Feeling nothing bad is better than troubling others. Oh wait, you are already a trouble! Why don't you just lay back and die? No one would care if you did. You're just a waste of space."]
Teri stopped flailing when she heard that part, her eyes growing wide at the notion. Just sit back and die? - *SLAP*
Before Teri knew it, Toyotama-hime had given her a heavy slap on the face, the Cleric's face still stinging from the pain-
[color=0E59E4]"YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME! You're just gonna lay back and let this ass-jackel talk this shit into you?! Where the fuck is our will? Where the fuck is our Spark? I thought we had something! I thought we were the Cleric and Monk of God, chosen by Her to enforce Her will! God's always with us, cause we're a Cleric. And by that logic, we're never alone. Not to mention, when Mum and Dad taught us how to defend ourselves, it wasn't to be useful. It was cause they LOVE us and want us to be SAFE. They want us to be HAPPY, just like God does. So why are you so sad and depressed? You got no reason to be. Get your ass up, or I'm gonna whack you till you start seeing sense again. Sadei, Back me up gurl. I'm not dealing with this Nihilistic bullshit, not from Us."[/color]
Having broken out of the downward spiral that Nyarlatothep was trying to throw the Cleric, she found herself still in a state of panic seeing as
A) She was still tied up by a multitude of horrible black tentacle-like appendages
B) They were trying to drag her into the mire, and were somewhat succeeding
C) That emotional roller-coaster had left her with tears streaming down her face, and it was now incredibly hard to see.
So of course, by the time Ella arrived, she came to her good friend bawling, and a combined effort of Garm and Toyotama doing what they could to get her out. (which was to say, not very well.)
Nyarlatothep
Music 3.0, WE'RE HITTING THE ENDZONE GUYS [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y2ZIFUEpfpc]
Nyarlatothep was incredibly surprised to see that the vast majority of the Persona users were able to escape his clutches, be it through aid from another or their own will. What happened to the weak mortals that he was so easily able to enthrall?! Of course, his anger was further compounded when Hercules was thrown into him like a bludgeon, to which he began convulsing as the Elder God seethed with RAGE,
"Why did you come here? To spout gibberish?! You mortals make little sense to me, and I AM YOU. You throw yourselves upon me as bludgeon, spout little verses of hope against an ever flowing tide of darkness, and proclaim yourselves above me!
No one can escape the Shadows! You will all return to me eventually! To fight me is pointless, I tell you, POINTLESS! WHY WON'T YOU JUST DIE PEACEFULLY ALREADY?!"
As he readied his next attack, Dimitri called out the next wave, [color=3897E0]
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"Two more attacks on the way! Mabufula (Mass Ice) and Mamudoon! (Mass Dark)[footnote]It's just typed damage this time around. No KOs like I may have mentioned before. Also, let's just assume the party knows what those names mean. Yeah. Let's do that[/footnote]"
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True to Dimitri's words, a maelstrom of Ice began to rain upon the party below, harsh looking ice crystals flying downwards and threatening to impale the poor Dawn Members below. Unfortunately, that was not the end of Nyarlatothep's onslaught!
What followed the ice by was a great glowing glyph appearing in the sky above the party, opening a gateway to some unimaginable place with gibbering, and writhing (at least, that's how it looked to those who peered in the space of the glyph) dimension which released what looked like inky black blots of smoke that flew WAY too fast for something of that consistency. These smoke blots flew around in the air for a moment before darting in different directions at the varying party members.
However, as the ice and the darkness threatened to close in, a voice, ever faint, could be just barely heard in the Dawn's minds, with words that offered hope: "His strength is waning, try to hold on just a little longer! Keep this up, and he can sealed away for a greater amount of time than ever before!"
"We're going shopping?" Edge said, getting out of the limo. "Seriously?"
"Chill out, Edge." Boss said. He had elected to teleport out of the limo, and was standing on top of it. "It'll be fun! I could use some clothes that don't make me look like a bum. Also food. You know Rob's a vegetar-"
"I'm gonna stop you right there, because I have an important question." Edge said. "Why...are you standing...on the limo?"
Boss looked around. "Should...should I be sitting on it? I can do that." Boss proceeded to to just that, and knocked on the top of the limo. "Hey! Guys! Out time, we're doing stuff!"
After the fireballs Kala and Angelus had thrown seemed to burn away Caim and Odin's bindings, them getting back to work, she then turned her attention to Teri, being dragged into the darkness below.
"Oh HELL NO!" she shouted as she let her wings loose and started flying to the site quite quickly. That was... before struck on the back by one of the icicles from Mabufula, which pierced through the membrane of one of her wings, as well as one of her lungs. She plummeted back to the ground with force enough to temporarily dent the darkness she landed in.
She felt her insides freezing first, as her whole body went numb, thickly frosted over in ice. She was frozen solid, as one of the spikes jutted through the ground beneath her...
Her body shattered like red, bloody glass, into slivers so thin they were unnoticeable against the ground.
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