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Entry tags:
- !event,
- akiha tohno,
- amaterasu,
- cloud strife,
- count d,
- diablo,
- genesis rhapsodos,
- giroro,
- kanji tatsumi,
- kyoko sakura,
- kyubey,
- l lawliet,
- lezard valeth,
- lily ivory,
- mami tomoe,
- mihael 'mello' keehl,
- miles edgeworth,
- mondo oowada,
- morgan leflay,
- naoto shirogane,
- naruto uzumaki,
- nate "near" river,
- rosalia rossellini,
- sakura haruno,
- sasuke uchiha,
- sephiroth,
- shinji ikari,
- takuto tsunashi,
- the psiioniic
EVENT: Witch Attack on the City!
Characters: Everyone and anyone
Location: Anywhere in Death City!
Rating: PG-13
Time: August 23
Description: There's a Witch attack on the city and, to make matters worse, there's a dangerous individuals while Meister powers go completely out of control
The evening before there had been a PSA going around the network and the radio to watch out for an individual causing trouble in the city and a reminder to please stay indoors if possible.
Then around midnight something distinctly...strange happens. At first, Weapons probably won't notice, because it's only Meisters who suddenly find their powers flaring up for no apparent reason even when they're not trying to use them.
There's a two hour window where the abilities become stronger until it's practically impossible to control before the alarms in the city sound.
Kishin Eggs have been spotted entering the city in droves and this time they haven't come alone...
((OOC: Please put [Character | Location | OPEN/CLOSED ] in your subject header. Also, please specify in the subject header if you've signed up for a Witch encounter!))
Location: Anywhere in Death City!
Rating: PG-13
Time: August 23
Description: There's a Witch attack on the city and, to make matters worse, there's a dangerous individuals while Meister powers go completely out of control
The evening before there had been a PSA going around the network and the radio to watch out for an individual causing trouble in the city and a reminder to please stay indoors if possible.
Then around midnight something distinctly...strange happens. At first, Weapons probably won't notice, because it's only Meisters who suddenly find their powers flaring up for no apparent reason even when they're not trying to use them.
There's a two hour window where the abilities become stronger until it's practically impossible to control before the alarms in the city sound.
Kishin Eggs have been spotted entering the city in droves and this time they haven't come alone...
((OOC: Please put [Character | Location | OPEN/CLOSED ] in your subject header. Also, please specify in the subject header if you've signed up for a Witch encounter!))
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It was true beauty for one such as himself, and Diablo took extreme pleasure in devouring that rush of fear before that soul emerged with his dying breath. Diablo reached out to take the soul, savouring the feel of the fear still trembling inside of it before he brought it up to him and ate it. The power flowed through his body causing it to tremble in desire. He needed more, craved it, and he would devour every last human soul he could to bring this world to ashes.
Movement caught the Lord of Terror's attention, and he pulled his glowing gaze away from his dying victim and towards where his new prey had offered himself. His large form swung around to face the human, unmindful of the weapon that seemed to sprout from the man's arm. It wasn't the first time he had seen such a transformation, and it was hardly as impressive as the many he had witnessed back in Sanctuary.
His entire body shifted as his torso pushed out beyond where his hips and legs were. The long tail swished behind unhinded by anything else as his hulking form looked bulky and slow when he first picked up his pace to close the distance between them, but there was a litheness within his form that spoke of one who had fought countless battles over multiple millennia.
When the man finally struck out, Diablo had every intention of bringing his sword-like bone protruding from the back of his wrist up to block the attack.
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Diablo parrying his attack wasn't going to deter Genesis. Rather, he was more fired up, and perhaps a bit egged on by voices in his mind: the voice of the Black Blood within him, telling him to become stronger and to win this battle on his own.
But what he didn't expect was a nightmare beginning to seep into his mind, making him slowly imagine himself going through what he had hated most: degradation. Still, he tried to keep on and fight.
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Diablo's chest rumbled with a dark chuckle when their 'blades' met. His Wavelength rippled out from the Demon Lord to the mortal as it began to embed itself within this fool's mind to draw on his deepest and darkest fears. Diablo's eyes glowed brightly while the world around them seemed to fall into darkness. His own form went black with shadows before he disappeared entirely from Genesis' view.
Instead the SOLDIER was left in what appeared to be the streets of Death City that were smeared with blood and had bodies strewn all over the road. The SOLDIER's fear with degradation only amplified after that leaving his worst thoughts to draw from his mind and become a reality.
[ooc: Feel free to have Angeal turn up in this thread at any time. Now would be good if you were wanting to do anything with that, otherwise Edgeworth would work as well!]
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All he knew now was that there was nothing but death around him-- the bloody remains of a losing war. Genesis looked down at his hands then, and noticed another frightening fact: the degradation was back. But this was no madness illusion he could easily shake off. Instead, this felt vividly real: making his skin crawl and mind race for easy solutions.
Of course. Sephiroth. He'd help him. They were friends now, weren't they? He ran away in search of him, not realizing that by doing so, he was running aimless circles around Diablo.
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It didn't help that Genesis had not sent a single message to Edgeworth updating him about what was going on outside, either. He wove through the streets, not daring to take on any kishin, not without his Weapon. At least whenever he came across a group of kishin, it had become so easy to tell them to turn against each other and finish each other off instead of targeting him. Single kishin were ordered to find and kill their fellows. The price he paid was staggering, however. Every so often he had to stop and catch his breath. Soul Talk had never drained him like this before.
But it was so much easier to find a twenty-foot tall guest causing havoc in the streets, and by finding Diablo, Edgeworth had found Genesis. Before he could call out to the Weapon - who, for some reason, was just running circles around Diablo - glimpses of darkness and the sensation of the ground rumbling beneath his feet interrupted him. Edgeworth's hand flew to his saber, but the cold feeling of dread was seeping into him as he remembered a broken elevator...
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In desperation, he calls out his partner's name and reaches out to grab him. However, it appeared as if Edgeworth wanted to do nothing with him. Within the nightmare, Genesis saw his very own partner reject him and choose not to help him. His heart sank at that and terror gripped him further.
At the same time, a voice began to bubble up from within him. He knew this sound. It was all too familiar: the lulling sound of Jenova's voice calling to him, wanting him to give into her.
Come now my child. I can heal you. You'll be far more powerful with me by your side. I won't ever abandon you.
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He was sure this was an illusion. A small part of him was sure it was the reason why Genesis had been running around aimlessly. But fear was washing over him now, more like a wave breaking onto the shore than a trickle, and it made concentrating difficult. Edgeworth put his hands over his face, and sank to his knees, which had given way at last. The earthquake raged on, the walls of the elevator beginning to crack.
Desperately he reached up for the buttons and pressed the one that would open the elevator, but to no avail. To anyone else, it would look like Edgeworth was kneeling and raising his arm in an odd gesture. He jabbed what he thought was the correct button over and over, his breathing becoming ragged. Right now, he was too terrified to speak, to say anything lest he trigger another facet of the illusion.
He couldn't be in an elevator right now. He was saving Genesis, right? He was supposed to be in the same place as before...
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And thus, hopefully blind faith could help him overcome this challenge.
Still trying to keep a hold on his sanity and his control over his own actions, he cries out to Edgeworth once more, yelling with all his might to get to his meister. They were partners, he knew him well, despite the fact that they weren't the closest of associates, he knew well enough that the other man wouldn't dare leave him without a good reason to. And thus, he puts all his faith into his yelling, assured that in some way, somehow, Edgeworth would come for him.
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He had to break the illusion before it broke him. But how? Closing his eyes so he would not see his two worst fears, he thought of the last thing he saw in Death City, where he really was. Edgeworth thought of Genesis, and the strange guest causing widespread chaos...and it was as if a dam had been opened within his soul, all his power concentrated into a single, loud word:
"OBJECTION!"
The elevator shattered completely. Edgeworth instinctively covered his head, but no debris fell onto him. The ground was no longer moving, and when he opened his eyes, he was back in Death City. Instead of waiting to see if his Meister ability affected Genesis as well, he cried out to him. "Genesis, you're being tricked! It's only an illusion!"
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And at that very instant, it felt as if the nightmare fell apart and Genesis could finally get away from the guest that was causing chaos. This was it, he was free. He saw Edgeworth calling to him and ran straight to him, only wanting to focus on him alone: his partner who so efficiently cut through all the madness within him and surrounding him.
Once he reached him, grabbed his hand, he took on his Weapon form, finding solace in resonance.
Thank you.
His soul murmured out to his Meister's own. The black blood in him was still singing, but now that Edgeworth had shaken him out of the nightmare, he could focus again and keep it at bay.
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My Meister ability is far stronger than before, but it drains me very quickly...
The prosecutor lifted his head, then slowly attempted to lift the rest of himself up till he was sitting on his heels again. Feebly he resonated with Genesis, still clutching the Rapier in his hands.
I...apologize...
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As much as it hurt Genesis' pride to concede, it was definitely for certain that they couldn't go through more of the fight any longer. Dealing with the nightmare and the Black Blood already wore them both out. And if they were to push themselves any harder, they could run the risk of having the Black Blood pass on and consume them.
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A kishin egg suddenly stepped out, blocking their path and hissing. He did not raise the Rapier, but gasped out, "Destroy your fellow kishin." The creature scuttled away without any further ado, pointedly ignoring a passerby who was so obviously crouching behind a trash can and shivering.
Anyone who listens to me will be compelled to obey. I can turn any kishin we encounter against its own kind...
Edgeworth leaned against the wall of a nearby alley and paused. Every command would be exhausting him, but right now, he had to use the amplified properties to their advantage...even if it cost him. It is our only option if we are to escape unscathed. I have to use my ability.
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Genesis was also feeling his body terribly weighed down with every passing moment. And he was sure that this was going to affect their resonance. But even so, he does his best to use the last amount of his strength to supplement Edgeworth's energy-- at least lessen the toll each command he gives takes upon his body.
After all, this was why they were partners. They worked together. They won battles together. And if they were to lose, they would lose together. In this case, it was imperative that they must survive together.