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[OPEN] Mission 157
Characters: Open to participants who signed up here.
Location: Nocturne Bazaar
Rating: Gen.
Time: April 5th.
Description: The battle to destroy the last of the three Madness Emitters is upon us.
It happens early in the morning: a strange and lingering air of disquiet, almost imperceptible even to those trained to recognize it for what it is, quickly rising to a mind-shattering crescendo. On the floating island above the city, black liquid bubbles up from the cracks in the cobblestone streets and materializes into tall, thin, clown-shaped creatures. Oversized carrion birds take wing from the rafters of buildings, trailing dust from their dirty wings. The screams of civilians are clearly heard even from Death City so far down below, waking its citizens up from fitful, nightmare-filled slumbers.
The Witches are here!
It doesn't take long for the defenders to rally: Kid sends out the call to arms and, after admonishing all but the most skilled pairs to stay off the island, instructs those attending Mission 157 to prepare to get on the gondolas which still remain the only way to and from the Bazaar.
The streets are not as packed as they were the past two days, but there is no less commotion. The carnival workers and residents, fleeing from the marauding monsters, clearly have no hand in this deception. In between trying to save their lives, striking down the Black Blood-formed clowns and avoiding the talons of swooping bird familiars, the pairs certainly have their hands full.
At the epicenter of the battle is the yellow-bricked fortune-telling building. Waves of Madness emanate from it with an almost physical force. If you aren't careful, you may run into the black-feathered Witch guarding it…
By the end of the conflict, the island is incapable of supporting its own weight. With the help of volunteers shuttling civilians and fighters alike from the Bazaar to the ground, everyone must race back to the gondolas before the entire rock crashes in the sands.
OOC NOTES.
- The event summary post containing all relevant links is located here.
- Make your own threads, but please indicate in your subject line [CHARACTER(S) | OPEN/CLOSED]
- If you have any further questions, the mod thread on the coordination post is here!
Location: Nocturne Bazaar
Rating: Gen.
Time: April 5th.
Description: The battle to destroy the last of the three Madness Emitters is upon us.
It happens early in the morning: a strange and lingering air of disquiet, almost imperceptible even to those trained to recognize it for what it is, quickly rising to a mind-shattering crescendo. On the floating island above the city, black liquid bubbles up from the cracks in the cobblestone streets and materializes into tall, thin, clown-shaped creatures. Oversized carrion birds take wing from the rafters of buildings, trailing dust from their dirty wings. The screams of civilians are clearly heard even from Death City so far down below, waking its citizens up from fitful, nightmare-filled slumbers.
The Witches are here!
It doesn't take long for the defenders to rally: Kid sends out the call to arms and, after admonishing all but the most skilled pairs to stay off the island, instructs those attending Mission 157 to prepare to get on the gondolas which still remain the only way to and from the Bazaar.
The streets are not as packed as they were the past two days, but there is no less commotion. The carnival workers and residents, fleeing from the marauding monsters, clearly have no hand in this deception. In between trying to save their lives, striking down the Black Blood-formed clowns and avoiding the talons of swooping bird familiars, the pairs certainly have their hands full.
At the epicenter of the battle is the yellow-bricked fortune-telling building. Waves of Madness emanate from it with an almost physical force. If you aren't careful, you may run into the black-feathered Witch guarding it…
By the end of the conflict, the island is incapable of supporting its own weight. With the help of volunteers shuttling civilians and fighters alike from the Bazaar to the ground, everyone must race back to the gondolas before the entire rock crashes in the sands.
OOC NOTES.
- The event summary post containing all relevant links is located here.
- Make your own threads, but please indicate in your subject line [CHARACTER(S) | OPEN/CLOSED]
- If you have any further questions, the mod thread on the coordination post is here!
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Bakura wasn't really focusing on the conversation, analyzing the chaotic structure of the debris around him.
"...That spot there. If we go up that way, we should be able to get up high enough to avoid being hurt when it falls in..." he pointed.
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He looked at the spot his host had meant, frowning lightly. That was going to be a high risk gamble at best.
"That could work.." The way he said could showed exactly what he thought of their chances for it. "But I'm going to have to put you in my mouth for that."
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Trying to stand up, he winced lightly as the pain in his side announced itself once more.
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"Look, I'm the thief here. Do you really want to argue with me about how to get in and out of something I shouldn't be able to?" The question about his injury was intentionally ignored.
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That and... well... gross. So very gross.
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Not giving him a chance to answer, he started to look for a good foothold from which he would be able to start climbing. Hopefully that hole up there would still be big enough when he reached it. "Why did you run to me, anyway? I thought you'd be happy if I get swallowed up by the earth."
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He was quiet a moment as he watched his double. "I don't know," he admitted honestly, looking down at the scar on his left hand. "I didn't really think about it... I just... didn't want you to die like that."
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He stopped and gave him a silent 'get it on and over with it' look.
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What was with people talking about being seen as monsters lately... first Ryuzaki, now this jerk...
He closed his eyes, form glowing and shifting before the d10 landed in Yami Bakura's palm.
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Having his mouth full didn't keep him from keeping commenting, though. 'Except you've already killed me once, so it can't be that. Did you want to show off to your new and old friends?' There was a light mocking undertone to his mind's 'voice'.
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There was a small pause, almost broody. 'And I'm not showing off. I didn't even tell Yuugi-kun or Takuto-kun what I was doing.' And he didn't plan on telling them either, something that while not said, was likely clearly read off their connection. He wasn't even sure how he was going to explain his double to Takuto anyway... Because they weren't at all like Yuugi and the Pharaoh. Not in any way...
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He remained silent for a while as he kept climbing. His side still ached and his clothes there had started to begin to feel suspiciously wet, which was one of the reasons why he hadn't wanted his host to go anywhere near there. There was also the thing with his collection of knives and other stuff that was taking up all the space in his pockets.
'......' Once he reached the critical spot, he sucked the die into his mouth and closed it tightly. 'Now stay calm no matter what's going to happen next.' Taking a deep breath, he put his weight onto a squarely standing beam and pushed himself quickly up over it. At the same time the beam lost whatever had locked it and all the rubble beneath them started slipping.
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He hoped the Ring's Spirit didn't need another shield... he was too busy trying to not feel or see anything to be helpful for that.
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After a short yet seemingly endless scramble he finally managed to haul himself on the topmost layer of debris, gasping heavily. Opening his mouth, he let the die drop onto the palm of his hand.
"...There."
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"Careful of the other buildings, this place isn't stable at all any more." He dusted off his shirt, trying to get rid of the wet feeling that still lingered before turning to start heading back to where Yuugi and Takuto were.
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...Damn.
He guessed that was it for today's round of havoc. Time to go back to start and consult the local healers.
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"I'll be sure to let the building crush and kill you next time, then..."
Jerk.
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He pushed himself up and immediately started to feel dizzy. Damn, not good.
"At least the others had the decency just to try and bury me alive rather than trying to suck a good chunk of my soul out as well."
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2 minutes and they're back to fighting.
Took them long, didn't it? XD
New record!
Being in public view isn't good for them~
Very little is good for them :D