Not Another Reincarnation War! (Recruiting)
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GR1M R3AP3R
Booty Drip Drip
Eric finds himself in some sort of throne room, with a large hallway in front of him. There is a recognizable dome of reality marble enveloping most of the hallway, tremors can be heard from the sphere, shaking the entire palace.
There is a hallway that connects to some other room.
- Location
- Home
Eric walks closer to the sphere and reached out towards it with sharpened claws. A swarm of more wasps head to the other room to scout it out
GR1M R3AP3R
Booty Drip Drip
The claws are stung with a great pain, but you can at least tell that some sort of fight is going on.
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- Home
Eric grits his teeth and reaches out with both hands now. He inhaled deeply and spews out fire and miasma to add to the assault
GR1M R3AP3R
Booty Drip Drip
The assault is barely enough to damage the reality marble to the point where you carved out a while where you can JUST fit in.
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- Home
Eric snarls as he turns into flames and pours into the slight opening he managed to make.
GR1M R3AP3R
Booty Drip Drip
Eric makes a small crack, just enough to see. He sees a literal vortex of black flames, with an albino looking man in robes and a demonic figure with what looked to be the godly lovechild of a nodachi and a Kriegsmesser.
- Location
- Home
'There's the bastards' Etic thought as he laid eyes on the inside of the sphere.
With a pained shout, Eric let go of his attack and flew back. He got to his knees as he painted in pain. He glared at the sphere and fired of bolts of lightning at it in anger
- Location
- Where angels fear to tread.
Void enhanced attack. Slip. Defend. Attack. Dodge. Weakness in core. Strike. Again.
Moz wrests control back from the blasted Knight.
The weird sphere thing was busted, missing a lot of chunks sent to the Void. It would be nice to properly train with it, but it will suffice for now. Moz pulls forth the draconian skulls, letting them fire upon the Albino Cultist. Twin beams of Void-fire is sent hurtling towards him. The beams may be thin, but that only concentrates the destructive power.
The beams are slow/fast/normal. The Albino Cultist dodged/ducked/vanished/rewound/stood still. Each time the beams unerringly found the man.
Moz turned his attention back to the core, shivering. Ranged dueling. Always sends shivers down his spine. Then again, this isn't a duel. It is a purge.
He swings [Harvest] across the core, leaving a wilting crack, but holding up rather well. He swings again, focusing the edge of Void with the edge of Wilhelm, resulting in a force both penetrative and bludgeoning, given that the core seems to be a crystalline substance.
Moz wrests control back from the blasted Knight.
The weird sphere thing was busted, missing a lot of chunks sent to the Void. It would be nice to properly train with it, but it will suffice for now. Moz pulls forth the draconian skulls, letting them fire upon the Albino Cultist. Twin beams of Void-fire is sent hurtling towards him. The beams may be thin, but that only concentrates the destructive power.
The beams are slow/fast/normal. The Albino Cultist dodged/ducked/vanished/rewound/stood still. Each time the beams unerringly found the man.
Moz turned his attention back to the core, shivering. Ranged dueling. Always sends shivers down his spine. Then again, this isn't a duel. It is a purge.
He swings [Harvest] across the core, leaving a wilting crack, but holding up rather well. He swings again, focusing the edge of Void with the edge of Wilhelm, resulting in a force both penetrative and bludgeoning, given that the core seems to be a crystalline substance.
GR1M R3AP3R
Booty Drip Drip
The bolts ripple across the sphere, distorting it somewhat. The two fighting notice Eric.
"Just so you know, the albino guy is the bad guy here.", A distorted voice echoed from the devil.
GR1M R3AP3R
Booty Drip Drip
The core seems to ripple with energy. An ethereal tendril emerges from the core, and tries to bond you with the palace. The cracking on the sphere continues to grow, it is now quite sizable.
- Location
- Where angels fear to tread.
Moz pulls back one of the skulls, focusing it on this tendril. Even without much in terms of magical senses, he can feel that it was intrinsically tied to the palace, offering to tie itself to him. As if he needed some knock off shortcut to power. Rule 23, if it seems too good to be true, it probably is. What can a lovecraftian deity offer, that training and dedication cannot? Well, without any strings attached. Not to mention how much this seems like a bribe, with clearly to many strings that can pull the whole thing down.
Moz swings [Harvest], expending a little bit more energy to keep up the pressure, each strike pulling a ridiculous amount of power behind it. It might finally be time to look into amping up his exercise regime.
But more importantly is the lack of effort from that Bas he came here with. Just what is he doing? Just... standing there? He better actually do something, else it is revealed just how useless he is. Just when he was starting to gain his respect, too.
@J.I.M.S
Moz swings [Harvest], expending a little bit more energy to keep up the pressure, each strike pulling a ridiculous amount of power behind it. It might finally be time to look into amping up his exercise regime.
But more importantly is the lack of effort from that Bas he came here with. Just what is he doing? Just... standing there? He better actually do something, else it is revealed just how useless he is. Just when he was starting to gain his respect, too.
@J.I.M.S
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- Home
Eric sees his attack having an effect and increases the assault. His arms start to glow a bright red from under his skin. He also focuses some of the lightning at the albino
J.I.M.S
BookWyrm
- Location
- Latveria
I can't move. Wait why do I want to move? Where is this... sleepy.
"ZzzzzzZzzzzzzZZzzzzzz..."
Mmmm this darkness is nice. But why do my legs feel a little numb?
"... doing... hard... work.."
I sleep.
Ah fudge! That is not pleasant to hear. Cracking my eyes open I see a demon fighting the albino. And Moz smashing something.
Hmmm not enough room to go EVO.
Forming the Rex Ride I angle it just so. Giving it a rev I grin. Breath. Exhale. Yellow sparks off the orange battering ram and I can feel heat coming off the Hamon heated metal. Hmmm Moz's beams weren't enough... Chi? Yeah Chi might so something. Oooo glowy.
"JAJAJAJA! Dis is awesome!"
I ram the core at what at least has to be 200mph. With a hop I'm on top of the core and I begin pumping it with Chi and Hamon doing my best to gum up however it functions.
GR1M R3AP3R
Booty Drip Drip
The core slightly cracks, the albino cultist flinches, and he looks at your general direction. He raises his fingers, casting some sort of spell. Suddenly, the demon slices off the albino cultist's arm with his sword.
"Huey the hell up, you two!"
A swirling spire of demonic energy and mantra rose from the devil's form like a pillar. His sword begins to glow with black heat, once the blade was glowing silver from the sheer temperature, he slashes at the direction of the cultist. The slashes slice a massive part of the ceiling, cracking a large part of the sphere, the blade of the sword returned to its brilliant silver color.
"Yeah, all you have to do now is shatter the albino guy's connection to the core!"
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GR1M R3AP3R
Booty Drip Drip
The core finally shatters, breaking the cultist's connection to the palace.
"Oh, you... Damn it! Do you know what you've just done?"
The palace shakes and the prana fueling the reality marble is drained completely. The cultist is now vulnerable
The devil charges at the cultist, piercing him in the chest. The cultist disappears into doves, revealing it was just an illusion.
The cultist tries to flee, but the protagonists block the ends of the hallway.
- Location
- America
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- He/Him/His
Jacob
@Gyronate31
The young man stands in front of Father Time, curious as to what's going on. He puts his hand to his head, distracted by all the memories that come to mind. Dressed in Medieval apparel, he had just finished a shift at the Renaissance Festival. After a moment, he managed to compose himself properly and began to look more intently on Father Time, "What am I doing here? Who are you?"
@Gyronate31
The young man stands in front of Father Time, curious as to what's going on. He puts his hand to his head, distracted by all the memories that come to mind. Dressed in Medieval apparel, he had just finished a shift at the Renaissance Festival. After a moment, he managed to compose himself properly and began to look more intently on Father Time, "What am I doing here? Who are you?"
GR1M R3AP3R
Booty Drip Drip
"I am Father Time, I've summoned you here to deal with some problems of mine."
Father Time raises a cane he is holding in his hands and points it at Jacob.
"Tell me... My boy, Do you know how to fight?"
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- Location
- America
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- He/Him/His
"I do. In fact, know how to wield a lightsaber, among other things."
"Could you maybe elaborate on what problems of yours I need to deal with?"
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- He/Him
Chris claps his hands at the surprising show of skill "Can you do me?"
GR1M R3AP3R
Booty Drip Drip
"See, my boy... There is a couple of zealous cultists that want to drain me of my power. As common sense would have it, draining the incarnation of time would not be a good thing for every other being."
He flexed his cane towards a door.
"I'll just have you go through there, and deal with the head cultist. He's as white as snow, you should recognize him right away. Oh, and you don't have a choice."
GR1M R3AP3R
Booty Drip Drip
"So, uhh... You guys wanna play some Modern Warfare?"
Merlin conjures an old PS3 with three controllers.
"This version will let us play a tri-split screen!"