[OPEN] Mission 157

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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.

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Comments

[splinterstrider]

He realized quickly that it wasn't going to be easy. 'Of course not,' he thought to himself. His thoughts were interrupted as he suddenly found himself having to backflip out of the way, contorting himself away from a series of needles. With his normal speed, the attack would've been a joke and a half and he'd already be standing behind the clown, ready to attack again -but he didn't have his normal speed. He moved quickly, dodging most of the needles, but wound up catching one on his shoulder and another two in his left leg. When he got himself back up on one knee, he grimaced - not because of the pain, but because it looked like his cut had done jack shit to damage this thing.

Right. So, it was like a Kishin Egg (or maybe it was a Kishin Egg?). He couldn't hurt it with his sword, he had to use a Weapon, which meant he had to hit it with Rosalia. His thought process was interrupted by what sounded a lot like people screaming in blood-curdling terror outside. He could only assume that the Madness this thing was producing was spreading even further now.

He tried to stand up, but noticed his sword hitting the ground, Rosalia's Weapon form almost sliding off of it entirely. He reached out for it to try and tie it more tightly around his sword again, but found he could barely lift it - it was heavy as a boulder. When it hit him what was happening, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Shit. We gotta regroup, we're way the fuck out of sorts here." Their Resonance was totally shot right now to the point where they couldn't fight this guy, that much was obvious. One eye on the clown, he started backing up - when Rosalia took her normal form again, he was gonna take her and bolt out of this place. Once they put some distance between themselves and this thing, then they could regroup.

[bloodinbloom]

Rosalia snapped away from Dirk's touch, not even realizing she was adding weight to the sword.

"I'm sorry!"

Regroup? Ah, she hadn't realized it, but there was yelling outside. And what of the clown's-- Ahhh, he was hurt too! She was doing a terrible job. Her fears were keeping her from assisting anyone. Hurriedly, she changed back into her normal form, glancing back at the clown. Had she effected it at all?

Curious, but Dirk said they had to flee...! He was fast!

[kishinegg]

The Black Clown just watches Rosalia and Dirk in amusement before commenting with a sinister and raspy voice, "seems like you can't last against the darkness." It then quickly affirms that it has no intentions of letting them leave here alive. The cloak that hangs over his torso briefly flares. It sticks out its arms and hands before producing a small number of sharp, arrow looking weapons. They're evadable, but it does take a little effort since they bounce off the ground and continue moving in another direction, like a check. The arrows, if either Dirk or Rosalia recognize the know substance, can be recognized as something that looks awfully similar to black blood. It'll just continue to chuckle as it watches both parties deal with its frightening attacks.