Needed: 50
Success!
Escaping a Trap
-Thana-
Rolled: (25-10 [
Conflicted]-10 [
Unawakened Magic]): 5
Needed: 50
Fail! Immobilized!
-Jojo-
Rolled: (87+30 [
Old Vampire]): 117
Needed: 50
Critical Success! +10 to first Combat Roll!
Combat: Johnathan Joestar vs Malign Ghost Mob
JoJo Stats
Health: 120/120
Blood: 200
Malign Ghost Mob Stats
Health: 80
Mana: 100
Round 1:
JoJo: (90+30 [
Old Vampire]+5 [
Strong]+10 [
Critical Success]) 135
Ghost: (40+20 [
Ghost Physiology]+15 [
Ambush Predator]) 75
JoJo triumphs!
Damage: (135-75) 60!
Malign Ghost Mob loses 60 health!
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JoJo Stats
Health: 120/120
Blood: 200
Malign Ghost Mob Stats
Health: 20/80
Mana: 100
Malign Ghost Mob uses Combat Magic! +20 to Combat Rolls, -20 Mana!
JoJo uses Bloodsteel Arms! +20 to Combat Rolls, -20 Mana!
Round 2:
JoJo: (67+30 [
Old Vampire]+5 [
Strong]+20 [
Bloodsteel Arms) 122
Ghost: (23+20 [
Ghost Physiology]+15 [
Ambush Predator]+20 [
Combat Magic]) 78
JoJo triumphs!
Damage: (122-78) 44!
Malign Ghost Mob loses 44 health!
Malign Ghost Mob has died! Jonathan Joestar is Victorious![/spoiler]
"Adam," you laugh, steeping into the room. Jojo trails sedately after you. "What're you doing here playing that thing? Were you the fabled Ghost Musician everyone talks about?"
...That's not Adam.
Adam stops playing. No, he stops moving entirely. The air in the room turns stale somehow, as though it hasn't been disturbed for years. The breeze the moves the curtains cease, and suddenly the room feels less welcoming. Was it you or was the light also dimming? Why is the world turning green?
It's not even human.
You blink and take an unsure step back to Jojo, who has also stilled.
"Adam?" you ask again.
Adam stands and his head turns one hundred and eighty degrees to face you. The face you see is naught but skin and bones, yellowing teeth, and empty eye sockets that burn with menacing white fire.
"Noooo," the skeleton rasps in a dozen voices.
"No A-Adam hereeeeee..."
Damn it, why now?
You back away further, coming to a stop when Jojo's hands grab your shoulders. You open your mouth to scream when the entity before you bursts into eight separate floating skulls with white fire for eyes and surrounds you and Jojo. Their jaws clatter like some morbid inversion of a musical clapper, and you get the distinct feeling that they're laughing at you.
"Ghosts." Jojo murmurs. "Malign ones, too."
"I-Is that--" you shriek when you feel something snake up your ankle. "Wh-Wha--?"
The floor. It's covered in strings from the various string-using musical instruments in the room. The violins, cellos, guitars, even the piano wires; all of them are converging on you like snakes to fresh meat.
You scream and Jojo curses, feeling the animated objects wrap around you with vice grips. One of the wires tugs you off your feet and you tumble to the ground. You struggle to get free, but your binds hold fast against your attempts and cut shallowly into exposed skin where you move.
"Your bodyyyy..." the floating skulls rasp.
"Your meeeeeaaat. Miiinneee..."
"Get away from her!" Jojo roars and red mist leaks from his eyes. "Raaaggghhh!"
You catch a glimpse of purple lightning surging through his limbs before they break free from the animated strings holding him in place. He rises to his feet, standing over you like a stalwart guardian out of myth and legend, teeth bared and eyes burning with red mist.
Well, at least he cares
The skulls recoil, before screaming bloody murder and rushing towards him.
Here they come!
Jojo moves like a whirlwind, blows hitting the skulls with enough force to crack them and send fragments spinning away. A few outright shatter to the force of his blows, their white flames extinguishing like candles exposed to gale force winds. Not once does he move away from you or let any of the skulls come close.
After a few dizzying moments, the skulls pull back. They are savaged; six of the original eight have been pulverized and now only two remain. Both sport cracks and missing teeth, and their flame-eyes are starting to flicker out.
"Hyouuu intaferr..." they open their mouths, purple lightning crackling and coalescing into a ball of white fire as large as a melon.
"BURN!"
The fireball rockets forward like a bullet, trailing smoke and leaving shimmering air in its wake. Jojo snarls and brings both of his hands together, a ball of red,
blood, gathering in his palms. He opens both hands and a hemispherical shield expands outwards, shielding himself and you from the attack.
The fireball explodes with enough force to rattle your bones and forces the tight strings on you to digg deeper into you. Your ears ring, your head hurts, and the world is a blur. You try to move, but the strings holding you still are there and digging painfully into exposed skin.
You look up at Jojo and find that the blood shield he used has reformed into a pair of blood balls. He juts his arms out, one at each skull, and the balls of blood turn into spears. They stab into the skulls, and from them dozens of small spikes shoot out to impale the Ghost(s?) from the inside out. The things give off a death rattle before falling apart into dust.
Whew, that takes care of them...
Immediately, you feel the strings keeping you bound slacken and you frantically shrug them off. Your hands rub at your sore wrists and forearms, and even some spots on your face. The places that sting most come away a little bloody.
...I feel like we're forgetting something.
"Thana, calm down." you hear Jojo say as he kneels beside you. His eyes are still leaking red mist and one of his hands hovers uncertainly over your wrists. The other holds on to your shoulder. "Calm down, it's over. The ghosts are gone, there no need to--"
...Oh, wait-!
"THANA!"
Riiiiiight... The sister.
Something loud, big, and powerful turns the Music room door into splinters. Two forms rushes in.
One is a
male in something resembling a military uniform, wielding two guns and wearing a something like a half skirt over their left leg. His black hair and spectacle clad eyes show concern and a little fear when they land on you.
The other is
female, holding a glowing red sword in one hand and while a ball of light hovers in the other's palm. She is dressed in a leotard with thigh-high socks and a black cape billows behind them. A look at her murderous face reveals--
Holy shit, what is your twin sister wearing?!
"You!" she points her sword at Jojo, who conjures a blood sword in response and holds it protectively in front of you. "Get away from my sister!"
"Put away that sword first!" he roars back, the red mist in his eyes taking on a brighter shade. "How do I know you weren't working with those Ghosts I just put down?!"
"Ghosts- Wait, there were
ghosts here?" she turns to her companion. "Adam, why didn't you say something?!"
"I-I didn't know! Honest!" he backs away from Vivian, but his guns remain trained on Jojo. "Besides, focus on the real issue here! Like that vampire next to your sister!"
"I will not do anything until either of you lower your weapons!" Jojo shouts back, tucking you closer. "Now!"
"Back off from her or I swear I'll castrate you!" Vivian growls, gripping her sword tighter.
[] Intervene
- [] Sternly (DC 50 Intelligence, DC 20 Charm)
- [] Creatively (DC 20 Intelligence, DC 50 Charm)
- [] Normally (DC 30 Intelligence, DC 30 Charm, DC 10 Will)
[] Write-in (No DC's but relies on IC character knowledge of people you'll be talking to)
A/N: A little late, sorry. I got carried away playing Kingdom Rush 2. Anyhoo, a taste of combat and a quick look at what Jojo's capable of as a vamp.