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EVENT: The Attack of the Clowns

Early in the morning, those who had brought one back would find the bird keychains they brought back from their trip to that skii resort doing something...strange. The small eyes on the things started pulsing with a faint light that might go unnoticed at first. It doesn't stop though, and keeps right on pulsing for the rest of the morning.

Shortly, before noon, the light stops pulsing and shines bright enough to be uncomfortable.

Two things happen at once when it does.

One of these things is this: within a 50 meter radius of every keychain, strange ripples appear in the ground. From these ripples, something that is barely humanoid in shape slowly ascend. Their colours range from red to silver to yellow to purple. When they've materialized all the way, the Clowns immediately spring into action, attacking anyone nearby and, if there is no one, move in whatever direction they were facing, seeking victims.

The other thing that happens is a voice, young, lilting and feminine, being projected through the keychains.

""Thank you for all that you have done: none of this would have been possible without your contributions. I would thank you all in person except I don't believe I am really welcome here. Which is a pity as I hadn't gotten to meet all of my lovely victims the first time around. Please accept these children as a token of my appreciation instead. They are a little, ah, crude, but I do hope you will all play nicely~."

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[Any surprise that the wolf was there? If she wasn't in her apartment or at work, Amaterasu would linger around the park. Most of the day, after training, there she could be found. Still, not a good time.]

[The moment the clown appeared, she was on it. Red though it was, she picked up on it fast. Ears back, paws lightly brushing the ground, the blind thing had difficulty hearing her and more heard people scattering at a distance. The hummingbird charm with her lay abandoned on the opposite side as she circled and it seemed more interested in that. Still, she had to make a dash.]

[To the left, and back right, the noise she made drew its attention. Hair whipping from its head trying to tangling her, but who ever created this thing didn't appear to calculate fighting an animal. Around, looping, she tangled it through a tree which quickly began to spark and weighted it down with a rock. Weapons left scattered by morning training, she got closer and closer. It wasn't human, but the way it was built.]

[She swerved until, utilizing her soul as Stein taught in those classes she came into. Pinned down, her fangs are at its throat, and with a snap after a thorough beat-down, she stood over it, growling still. The voice coming from the charm made her snap, crushing it in her fangs next. The Goddess snorted; splendid. A little Witch playing this way.]

[Head rising, her ears rotated and nose curled. She was done here, but this wasn't the only one. Springing from the corpse, she picked up the closest weapon and dashed to help. First Weapon she crossed, well, that would help all the more.]

[Psii forgot about bird figure almost as soon as was handed it at skiing site. It stayed in jacket pocket, un-thought-of and unseen.

When voice speaks, he makes obvious connection, and hurries to bidirectional lookglass to see what it's talking about. Is there just in time to see bright yellow shape blunder past in street below communal hivestem. From second floor, can see creature's tell-tale eyes, and finds himself utilizing rare and heartfelt profanity.]

Oh, fuck.

[Then he heads for street, not really thinking much beyond have to stop this thing.

Streets are chaos, and Psii quickly loses target. Is mortified to see it's far from only one that's stolen his color. As if to add insult to injury, another of the mustard clowns comes from around corner of building, and sends blast that narrowly misses him. Clearly, they've stolen his powers, too. Psii is under no illusions about his combat abilities in this hardware. Needs Meister, and needs one fast.

Hoping has stamina to get to one, he sprints away from clown as it's taking aim again, dodges down next street, hardware already protesting effort, and almost collides with large white canine who seems in as big a hurry as he is.]

Amaterasu! [he pants,] Am very glad to see you.

[Amaterasu saw them as well and was bewildered, but there's no time to recover from it. Dodging attacks, swerving past other 'things', she charged on. She quickly skids to a halt on her paws, eyes wide and almost falling over herself at the yell. At least she manages to stop before bowling him over.]

[Looking beyond him, her jaw hangs slightly. Whoops, gotta run and talk it seems; those clowns are right behind Psii. Looping under him, hopefully he doesn't mind being picked up by the canine now off again to avoid another blast. Glancing at them and then to him, she woofs and grunts a few notes. What the heck is with those clowns having his eye color?!]

[Psii emits thoroughly undignified squeak at feeling self scooped up like this, but holds on for dear life, clutching onto Amaterasu's fur.]

Thanks for rescue.

[He gives irritated huff in reply to clear question.]

Have noticed resemblance.

Will be much more useful in fight if change to Weapon form.

[Not for first time, wonders if crisis mode is only way will ever be able to resonate.]

[They're passing many individuals that need help right now, but one thing at a time. She woofs; no problem.]

[Ears flicking as she rounds another alleyway, she raises her head to him curiously. Well, she does need a Weapon. At least their souls can resonate even like this so she can speak to him.]

Then I will wield you in this battle.

[Psii is too preoccupied by own distress to notice other people's at moment, but Amaterasu's voice in thinkpan pulls him partway out of that. He wasn't aware speaking this way was possible without him being in Weapon hardware.]

Didn't know-- Isn't important.

[Has been quite some time since regularly practiced transforming, and he has to concentrate, but definitely feels urgency of situation, which speeds process. Before too long, feels shift of awareness, and turns into bi-colored goggles, ending up, luckily, looped over one soft ear.

Knowing resonance must work makes opening pan easier--or if doesn't actually make easier, having little choice at least makes him worry less about glitchiness. His mind is still ordered like database, but structure breaks down in places, many sectors damaged or burned out, dark spaces in vast data banks. If she looks closely, will be able to see that he still halfway thinks of self as spaceship.]

Am not... easiest Weapon. If should pull back, say something, all right?

[She's worn a mask before, but goggles are new. She tosses her head one way to get them over the other ear and sighs, having her soul adjust them the rest of the way. Once they're good and tight, she realizes everything is blue and red. Ah, well, makes sense since it's Psii.]

[Their resonation beginning to strengthen, Amaterasu mentally frowns at his unease. She releases some of her own wave, the calming feeling spreading around. For one thing, he didn't have to think of himself that way anymore and she would help him. Both of them needed to take a deep breath and let it out slowly. After all, the mind of the goddess is that of calm and cherry blossoms. Also, the female that inhabits her soul lets the wolf ears flick and just smiles.]

I learn fast. Do not worry yourself.

[Psii feels calm steal over self through their resonance. Thinks he might smell cherry blossoms, and is more grateful than ever for Amaterasu's calming powers. Suddenly, disarray of thinkpan seems less mortifying, and concept of self feeling like broken pieces badly glued together seems less hopeless. For first time in a long time, he relaxes.]

Powers are like what those... things have. Only better. Will send energy to you, and you direct.

[Yes, his pride is offended by the clowns. He concentrates on letting psychic energy build, readying to let her send it out as attack.]

[That's better. Have to be calm to think fast and what timing. She picks up on a clown coming closer.]

Alright. Let's show how some cobbled together copy doesn't match the real individual.

[The fact that these clowns think they can be copycats really makes her huffy. After all, Ninetails did the same. What objects can be thrown around for this fight? Her hackles are up when the yellow clown comes into sight.]

[Psii would almost smile, if were in usual hardware. As it is, is sure Amaterasu can feel rush of--not happiness, is too colored by anger for that, but wholehearted agreement. Yes, would say if could find words. Yes, make them pay for this.

Hasn't used Weapon abilities in a while, but strength of resonance is helping it come back to him. He 'looks' around, feeling redblue crackle of psionics already, spurred by his anger, their anger.]

Think waste receptable would make good missile, don't you?

[Power is ready; all she has to do is channel it.]

[They're on the same heated wavelength and she's ready to utilize any abilities he passes to her. Feeling the energy spark through her and focus on her eyes, she's almost ready to hum. Using her environment is her speciality.]

Yes that would make a very good missle.

[She'll heave it up, swerve around the telekinetic blast, and hurl it immediately back into the clown's head.]

[Psii gives mental push to help, as usually does when resonating. Has sometimes felt that constitutes tricking self, because doesn't usually seem to affect attack.

It does this time. Waste receptacle takes clown's head off, and keeps going, clattering to pavement and rolling away. Psii's shocked silent for a moment. Then recovers wits.]

Find another yellow one.

[She huffs when the body goes down. That was nothing... kind of disappointing.]

On the way! [And her paws hit the pavement as she takes off, ears high and nose sniffing for the yellow in particular.]

Wish could take them all out.

[But destroying every one they encounter will be satisfying, and will have to be enough. Psii reaches for power again, to have it ready when needed.]

They have smell? Do they... smell like self?

[Isn't sure he wants the answer, but needs to know how much of him is in them.]

We will... or we'll at least try.

[Whatever they encounter, the same thing.]

No, they have their own scent. It's almost like black blood.

[She lets out a breath, but then stalls as a dumpster shoots across her path.] That was close!

[Only mimics, then. Psii still can't help but feel responsible. Memory--what little remembers clearly--of chip being put in thinkpan comes back. But doesn't matter when enough was stolen to make these crude copies. All that matters now is fighting back, and he's eager to keep going.]

Can send blast in direction that came from as soon as you wish.

Then, suggest picking up dumpster.

[Looking back in the direction the dumpster came, she nods.]

If you would be so kind... [She would gladly shoot the energy back in the direction, especially when the clown appears. The dumpster's wheels squeak behind them as it falls over.]

With pleasure.

[Psii releases energy to send back toward enemy, with another push, like gave blast last time. Knows can quickly tire if exerts self too much, but their resonance feels strong enough that he isn't worried about that happening soon.

Takes only a moment to recover before reaching out for dumpster with mind.]

Will need line of sight to throw.

[Blast back buys time to round about and lift the dumpster. If Psii doesn't have the energy to do it, Ammy doesn't mind giving him some of her own. One advantage of a resonance.]

Allow me to handle that now.

[Dumpster in hold, she turns, finding the clown is taking a new tactic: Duck and cover. It wouldn't work merely in the alleyway since what would stop a dumpster? No, it's behind a wall. Of course...]

Could try to go around-- wait. Can blast wall.

[Will take large blast. Psii isn't sure can provide enough firepower, but is more than willing to try. Focuses all his concentration on letting power build, until can feel it crackling, and sends it to Amaterasu.]

[She doesn't mind going around, but the energy's already coming to her. Eyes focused on the wall, she fires the blast to strike the wall with a bang.]

[Energy blast is more powerful than Psii expects, and leaves feeling slightly dizzy. Is always so strange to feel physical sensations in hardware not wired for them.

Is very good thing clown were aiming at is on ground, disabled if not destroyed.]

Think need to rest for a moment. Sorry.

That's fine. You can rest as they're still vulnerable to some physical attacks.

[If not destroyed, Amaterasu charges in to finish it off. No need for the dumpster as she picks up some heavy enough trash to thoroughly beat it.]

[Psii is mightily impressed--and more than a little envious--that Amaterasu can deal with clowns without assistance.

He tries to clear mind, helped by resonance and the calming effect she has. Feels almost like resting on soft blanket, and he feels much better after few minutes.]

Think am ready for battle again.

Are you? Alright, but let's take it easy. Our energies aren't as boundless without experience out on missions...

[She bounds away from the clown no unmoving, paws carrying them both fast to the next fight.]

Amaterasu and Psiioniic | Park | Open

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