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[Glossolalia++] Leonines and Theresai and a Bear, oh My!
Dubh glances at iceman's face, before it's covered in another layer of frost. "Sorry." He teleports over the face of Htzraltitoatle and shoves the iceman deep into the beast's nose. "Oh Me, quiet down, wud yer?"
Dubh teleports onto the beast's nose and runs up it's snout, leaving deep lacerations in its skin shards. A lance of blades is formed in Dubh's hands as he runs, which he plunges between Htzraltitoatle's eyes- vaulting himself over the skull. He lands on the creature's neck and slides down it's back, dragging his Metablade downwards- a small fissure opens as the blade passes through.
He reaches the tip of Htzraltitoatle's tale and stomps on it, causing the tip to flick him upwards- and back toward the beast's head. Dubh raises his Metablade up in both of his hands, and plunges it into the base of the serpent's skull and then slings his legs over to the side. The blade swings through the circumference of the creature's neck, before Dubh back flips off and disappears.
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Jomarli looks up from the rapidly evaporating crowd.
Well. Of course. Awesome.
The Eighth being one of the few people who CAN'T fly around and teleport shit tries to avoid being crushed as he looks for the team's resident serpent. He starts dictating what's happening into his com.
"HEY Tommy! Do you have, a cousin in The Sink or something?"
"What I mean, there is, like, a dragon, ya dig?
" Loeli is totally yelling at him for some reason"
"And, of course, Dubh's on some crazy 'ol Legolas shit."
"But anyway, um, like maybe you should come back to the The Sink? I...I...don't know man."
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"Dude, I just don't care at this point. I just don't see the point."
"Plus, if it's just any other dragon, Dubh can probably handle him. Yo, if you're really worried, just come down here to Streggs and chill with me for a bit, Bromarli."
Answers the Third, "..but like, I just told them...and...ok whatever"
"WE ARE SUCH DICKS!"
"This is what we deserve for turning against our lovely Lady!"
"She tried to protect us, an' look how we acted!"
Jomarli stand up dramatically, an calls the group's attention to himself.
"Listen you guys! It's not to late to repent for your petty ways. Even though, they were so petty, so so very petty." as he squits his eyes and shakes his head dissappointedly at the people. "I'm certain this isn't her fault, and ....Surely the Lady has a, um, plan to stop this jerk?" He tries to not let his uncertainty, with WHAT THE HELL IS THAT TECHNO-BITCH SCHEMING, argh, "Yea that water thing must have been a misfire! She meant to deal with the dragon, but, um, that's why pencils have erasers! This is, no biggie she(we?) got this!!! Jus' Chill ya'll"
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"No!", Tommy yells into his comm as the fire plates within his body shift to his right arm, causing it to swell into a large, flaming, ball of a hand
Crouching, Tommy looks over to Stregg and simply says, "Sorry", before using a combination of his powerful wings and thrust from the smoke jetting out of his feet to blast himself straight up and through the roof of the bar.
Flying at breakneck speeds, Tommy propels himself at a 90 degree angle, and at the second before he collides with the sky serpent, he raises his inferno fist into the creatures jaw, causing the ball to explode
like an incendiary grenade, only much larger. So kinda like a small H-Bomb I guess.
From the ground, the people of the Sink look up to see what appears to be one of the world's greatest firework shows ever.
The only thing the citizens of the Lady's cruel regime hear after the mind bending explosion is Tommy's valient roar
Dux wipes the spit from his face after the Snake-being grabbed him and yelled at him. Apparently he was very loud in his attempts to calm the rioting crowd. Unfortunate. Dux shrugs. "Explain, what exactly?"
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The Doctor continues tramping through the stone and along rocks happily. It's sort of...peaceful up here, especially compared to the Ward. Also he's strangely comforted by the fact that while he's enjoying a tranquil and pleasant hike, it's almost certainly an activity a fraction as fucked up and weird as those he left in Haven.
He stops for a moment and inhales a deep breathe of mountain air, before continuing on towards the Haze.
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What spring does with the cherry trees.
The Scorpion hisses and opens its mandibles, a slime-covered proboscis jutting out of the thing's chittering maw, upon which is a second, smaller faceless head with its own collection of chittering mandibles.
Speed sighs. He doesn't really care about these buildshard things and meeting Lwerden doesn't really interest him either. He stops the first passerby that will speak with him.
"Yes hello excuse me I was just wondering if you knew who in Signet I should speak to if I were interested in locating the location of a missing person."
I know more important shit's going on right now but I just don't want this to get lost.
[The Haze]
The Doctor makes his way up the massive, stony peak around which all of Lwerden's Climb is built, strolling along wide, cliff-side avenues, past homes, stores, restaurants, and taverns, all carved into the mountain itself. The civilians continue to go about their daily lives, unaware of the danger that was brewing at the base of the mountain below.
As The Doctor rounds another bend, and the pathway he is on continues to swing around in tighter and tighter curves, he finally catches sight of the mountain's peak - an indistinct sort of thing, more cloud than stone, trailing off at the edges as if its architect had simply forgotten to finish it. There are a pair of equally hazy doors set into the peak, in front of which stand two feline entities that look very much like those The Doctor fought earlier, save for their billowing, smokey manes.
The beings snarl and step forward... then stop. They look to each other, then to the north, as if listening to some inaudible voice. Looking not quite entirely sure of themselves, they settle back down onto their haunches and watch The Doctor closely.
[Square of The Singing Lady]
Boots hisses at Gary, who is just beginning to notice that Boots seems to be... fading - some of its shards have appear to lose color as their edges become murky and indistinct. Boots looks almost... scared.
Boots hesitantly extends his proboscis-head and snatches the cracker from Gary.
[Spiraling Ascent Into Cloud]
Speed runs up to the first citizen he sees, apparently believing that grabbing a person totally at random is clearly the best way to get reliable information. The citizen looks sort of off-put by it all, and leans back in an attempt to distance himself from Speed without seeming entirely rude.
"Um, I guess you'd probably ask one of the Leonines? How long have they been missing?"
Meanwhile, Jomarli addresses the crowd. [AUTODIVINITY (5)][91] The crowd looks confused, but that's not a new feeling for them, and, at this point, they're willing to believe just about anything. "'e's, 'e's right... I guess?"
Htzraltitoatle lets out a roar that shakes the ground below, and sends a torrent of rain high into the air. [Enemy Divinity Activated] He does not stop roaring, instead, he merely lowers his head, the stream of water scything down across the landscape, slicing buildings in half and cutting a deep swath through the cobblestone streets. Oh, also, he totally attacks Tommy. [60 vs. 25][-2 Sacred Serpent] The water slams into the smaller serpent like a very angry brick wall, knocking him out of the sky and temporarily extinguishing his flames.
Dude is totally harshing your flames, man.
[The Sundered Spire]
Looking out over it all from her throne room. The Cracked Lady contemplates things, running a finger absently along the crack that traces down across her face.
Do we have to fight this bugger? Can't we somehow convince him to help us with.... whatever? He seems to have a certain influence, even if it's only over the weather.
High above the battlefield, past where the stratosphere would be on any Earth-sized world, Dubh blinks into existence. He dives forward, in total free fall.
[internal monologue activated] I saw a man today. He was gray and boring- lacked any emotion besides the fear that comes with even the smallest sense of self-preservation. But when his family was threatened...
*Image flashes to Locth beating on a citizen of the Dank- family cowering in the corner*
...he refused to show the slightest weakness in front of his family. The man had doubted himself, and in turn, I also doubted him when he cowered at the Lady's name. But when he took his beating, a fleeting feeling lifted me. [/im]
Dubh's metablade stretches into a shaft, speartip at the end. The ground approaches more rapidly, now. The tallest buildings of Signet reveal themselves.
[im] THIS is where the real fight was at. Living day to day was hard enough. Standing up and being successful and proud before your family. Protecting them, leading them, serving them.
Who are we, the Gods, to determine how they live their lives?[/im]
The spear shaft thickens into a column, and the tip spreads into an umbrella shape. Dubh straddles the weapon, and flattens his body out; facing the ground.
[im] This is the land of the never living. No need for food or work. A being could live out his or her dreams, here- be whatever he or she wants to be. Whatever that can be imagined.
Who are we, the Gods, to determine the limits of that? [/im]
Around Dubh, a sonic boom echoes through the air, and flames flare off of his body. High above signet, a red star could be seen.
[im] The people of Signet need chance. They need choice. While the Cracked Lady may be consistent, she allows. And allow, to me, is one of the dirtiest words of all. [/im]
Dubh pushes himself up. A cowboy hat is on his head. He smiles as he removes the hat, holding it in an outstretched hand.
"Jump through de arms wi' a mindless desire,
Han' in yer pocket, burnt by de fire
Cauld as de stone yer thru at de wall
blud never boils till de pressure is 'igh
With despise av de fear dat festers de growth
The truth alwus beckons
Don't lose waaat yer stole."
He waves his cowboy hat around and whoops as the javelin descends from the heavens, straight toward the serpent.
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Dubh teleports onto the beast's nose and runs up it's snout, leaving deep lacerations in its skin shards. A lance of blades is formed in Dubh's hands as he runs, which he plunges between Htzraltitoatle's eyes- vaulting himself over the skull. He lands on the creature's neck and slides down it's back, dragging his Metablade downwards- a small fissure opens as the blade passes through.
He reaches the tip of Htzraltitoatle's tale and stomps on it, causing the tip to flick him upwards- and back toward the beast's head. Dubh raises his Metablade up in both of his hands, and plunges it into the base of the serpent's skull and then slings his legs over to the side. The blade swings through the circumference of the creature's neck, before Dubh back flips off and disappears.
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You know I can't help my feelings for you Scarlet
Well. Of course. Awesome.
The Eighth being one of the few people who CAN'T fly around and teleport shit tries to avoid being crushed as he looks for the team's resident serpent. He starts dictating what's happening into his com.
"HEY Tommy! Do you have, a cousin in The Sink or something?"
"What I mean, there is, like, a dragon, ya dig?
" Loeli is totally yelling at him for some reason"
"And, of course, Dubh's on some crazy 'ol Legolas shit."
"But anyway, um, like maybe you should come back to the The Sink? I...I...don't know man."
"Plus, if it's just any other dragon, Dubh can probably handle him. Yo, if you're really worried, just come down here to Streggs and chill with me for a bit, Bromarli."
"WE ARE SUCH DICKS!"
"This is what we deserve for turning against our lovely Lady!"
"She tried to protect us, an' look how we acted!"
Jomarli stand up dramatically, an calls the group's attention to himself.
"Listen you guys! It's not to late to repent for your petty ways. Even though, they were so petty, so so very petty." as he squits his eyes and shakes his head dissappointedly at the people. "I'm certain this isn't her fault, and ....Surely the Lady has a, um, plan to stop this jerk?" He tries to not let his uncertainty, with WHAT THE HELL IS THAT TECHNO-BITCH SCHEMING, argh, "Yea that water thing must have been a misfire! She meant to deal with the dragon, but, um, that's why pencils have erasers! This is, no biggie she(we?) got this!!! Jus' Chill ya'll"
"No!", Tommy yells into his comm as the fire plates within his body shift to his right arm, causing it to swell into a large, flaming, ball of a hand
Crouching, Tommy looks over to Stregg and simply says, "Sorry", before using a combination of his powerful wings and thrust from the smoke jetting out of his feet to blast himself straight up and through the roof of the bar.
Flying at breakneck speeds, Tommy propels himself at a 90 degree angle, and at the second before he collides with the sky serpent, he raises his inferno fist into the creatures jaw, causing the ball to explode
like an incendiary grenade, only much larger. So kinda like a small H-Bomb I guess.
From the ground, the people of the Sink look up to see what appears to be one of the world's greatest firework shows ever.
The only thing the citizens of the Lady's cruel regime hear after the mind bending explosion is Tommy's valient roar
"FUCK THAT"
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Hey! Tommy's helping me!
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He stops for a moment and inhales a deep breathe of mountain air, before continuing on towards the Haze.
What spring does with the cherry trees.
I know
High-Five!
why would you mess that up
keep the revolution alive
GARY HAS ADDRESSED THEE
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I know more important shit's going on right now but I just don't want this to get lost.
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[The Haze]
The Doctor makes his way up the massive, stony peak around which all of Lwerden's Climb is built, strolling along wide, cliff-side avenues, past homes, stores, restaurants, and taverns, all carved into the mountain itself. The civilians continue to go about their daily lives, unaware of the danger that was brewing at the base of the mountain below.
As The Doctor rounds another bend, and the pathway he is on continues to swing around in tighter and tighter curves, he finally catches sight of the mountain's peak - an indistinct sort of thing, more cloud than stone, trailing off at the edges as if its architect had simply forgotten to finish it. There are a pair of equally hazy doors set into the peak, in front of which stand two feline entities that look very much like those The Doctor fought earlier, save for their billowing, smokey manes.
The beings snarl and step forward... then stop. They look to each other, then to the north, as if listening to some inaudible voice. Looking not quite entirely sure of themselves, they settle back down onto their haunches and watch The Doctor closely.
[Square of The Singing Lady]
Boots hisses at Gary, who is just beginning to notice that Boots seems to be... fading - some of its shards have appear to lose color as their edges become murky and indistinct. Boots looks almost... scared.
Boots hesitantly extends his proboscis-head and snatches the cracker from Gary.
[Spiraling Ascent Into Cloud]
Speed runs up to the first citizen he sees, apparently believing that grabbing a person totally at random is clearly the best way to get reliable information. The citizen looks sort of off-put by it all, and leans back in an attempt to distance himself from Speed without seeming entirely rude.
"Um, I guess you'd probably ask one of the Leonines? How long have they been missing?"
[Sink]
B]AUTODIVINITY [/B](4)][36 vs. 24][-1 [I]???[/I Htzraltitoatle lashes about as Dubh does some tricks or something off of his tail. It is at this point that Tommy comes rocketing up from beneath the great rain-snake, striking the beast hard with a "flaming ball of hand". [Divinity Activated (3)]B]AUTODIVINITY [/B](4)][54 vs. 24][-2 [I]???[/I
Meanwhile, Jomarli addresses the crowd. [AUTODIVINITY (5)][91] The crowd looks confused, but that's not a new feeling for them, and, at this point, they're willing to believe just about anything. "'e's, 'e's right... I guess?"
Htzraltitoatle lets out a roar that shakes the ground below, and sends a torrent of rain high into the air. [Enemy Divinity Activated] He does not stop roaring, instead, he merely lowers his head, the stream of water scything down across the landscape, slicing buildings in half and cutting a deep swath through the cobblestone streets. Oh, also, he totally attacks Tommy. [60 vs. 25][-2 Sacred Serpent] The water slams into the smaller serpent like a very angry brick wall, knocking him out of the sky and temporarily extinguishing his flames.
Dude is totally harshing your flames, man.
[The Sundered Spire]
Looking out over it all from her throne room. The Cracked Lady contemplates things, running a finger absently along the crack that traces down across her face.
TIME TO ROCK THIS SHIT
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[internal monologue activated]
I saw a man today. He was gray and boring- lacked any emotion besides the fear that comes with even the smallest sense of self-preservation. But when his family was threatened...
*Image flashes to Locth beating on a citizen of the Dank- family cowering in the corner*
...he refused to show the slightest weakness in front of his family. The man had doubted himself, and in turn, I also doubted him when he cowered at the Lady's name. But when he took his beating, a fleeting feeling lifted me. [/im]
Dubh's metablade stretches into a shaft, speartip at the end. The ground approaches more rapidly, now. The tallest buildings of Signet reveal themselves.
[im] THIS is where the real fight was at. Living day to day was hard enough. Standing up and being successful and proud before your family. Protecting them, leading them, serving them.
Who are we, the Gods, to determine how they live their lives?[/im]
The spear shaft thickens into a column, and the tip spreads into an umbrella shape. Dubh straddles the weapon, and flattens his body out; facing the ground.
[im] This is the land of the never living. No need for food or work. A being could live out his or her dreams, here- be whatever he or she wants to be. Whatever that can be imagined.
Who are we, the Gods, to determine the limits of that? [/im]
Around Dubh, a sonic boom echoes through the air, and flames flare off of his body. High above signet, a red star could be seen.
[im] The people of Signet need chance. They need choice. While the Cracked Lady may be consistent, she allows. And allow, to me, is one of the dirtiest words of all. [/im]
Dubh pushes himself up. A cowboy hat is on his head. He smiles as he removes the hat, holding it in an outstretched hand.
"Jump through de arms wi' a mindless desire,
Han' in yer pocket, burnt by de fire
Cauld as de stone yer thru at de wall
blud never boils till de pressure is 'igh
With despise av de fear dat festers de growth
The truth alwus beckons
Don't lose waaat yer stole."
He waves his cowboy hat around and whoops as the javelin descends from the heavens, straight toward the serpent.
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[The Sundered Spire]
As the blazing red star descends toward The Ward, The Fractured Woman smiles, the crack on her face twitching ever so slightly...