Re: Sector C [Operation Moon Massacre]

Tue May 24, 2016 4:04 am

Artist: Iuchi Maiko - Song: Yochou - Word Count: 933

The Mad Hatter's response was as much as he could have expected. But involving those people who weren't even aware of the conflict at hand and risking their lives over this was simply unforgivable. Touma was absolutely aware of his weakness, as only Imagine Breaker as a possession of a weapon that he can use to fight against him. Without a talent or any other ability, it was the one and only thing he could use it to turn the tides of this battle once and for all. Clenching his right fist, he drove his fist right into the blast as it would simply negate and disperse the entire blast before it could even leave a scratch to him at all.

"Because I will destroy your illusions!"

Watching as Elysia was about to finish her assault, Touma attempts to launch himself towards Masakaki since the gravity on the moon isn't really that strong compared to Earth's. From there, he makes another attempt to simply.. punch Masakaki with his right fist as he launched himself towards him. He's slow, that's for sure. Unlike most, if not, all of the Yuudeshis in his family especially children related to Shadin, Touma is considerably the slowest of them all. Only achieving above-athlete speed and stamina, to both Elysia and the Mad Hatter, he was barely on par with them at all. A work done by genes, not by his own powers. But despite all of that, Touma barely cares the differences in power that stands between himself and the Mad Hatter.

His attempt to punch Masakaki with his right fist was very simple; to use Imagine Breaker against him. As long as he could make a direct contact with any part of his body, he would be able to negate any supernatural abilities that he may be using. Whether would it be floating or even channeling the energy to produce the blast, everything would be temporarily negated the second his right fist makes contact. Not just that, due to the nature of Imagine Breaker, Masakaki would find himself oddly weakened because of his demonic nature that was affected by the negation effect of his right hand.

If it didn't work? Touma would fall again from the gravity pulling him down again. Its weak, so his fall would be gradual. Unable to float just like the two of them, he remained his calm and diverted his attention to Elysia and this is where he needed both her attention & help. Slowly falling and falling down back into the sector, he would shout at a volume where his voice could reach her ears from all the commotion in hopes that she could hear him and give him a little push. Imagine Breaker, a power that may not amount to much but definitely works when push comes to shove.

"Please! Throw me towards him with all of your force!"

With hopes that his voice did reach Elysia to have her to give him a push and throw him towards Masakaki, he would have enough boost to attempt for another punch at him with his right hand. That way, it would be guaranteed that Masakaki would be brought down into the sector instead of being in the middle of the air which would give Touma a much unneeded disadvantage of having to jump each time in order to land a hit. Plus, containing all the destruction within the sector instead of spreading it above the sector would be the best method of minimizing casualties. This would limit the Mad Hatter's movements in this enclosed space and give both himself and Elysia the upperhand when it comes to physical combat. It could give both of them the opportunity of working together as well. After all, Touma is not well-prepared when it comes to abilities.

If it didn't reach Elysia, he would have to find another way to move more efficiently in a low-gravity condition. Jumping and trying to directly touch him with his right hand would not be effective because of how slow he is moving to reach from the bottom all the way to where Mad Hatter would be. What he needs was either a fire extinguisher for a little jet boost or something else for him to move faster. Otherwise, helping her out would be tough without getting into her way.

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Sun Jun 19, 2016 1:27 pm

Artist: Asriel - Song: The Sphere of Ragnarok - Word Count: 945

As far as Masakaki his replies to both Elysia and Touma were just simple words, holding naught but the truth within them. If he had wished the pink haired demon could have spun a tale of lies rather than being so upfront about his purpose here, and how he viewed killing as a part of his very being. But if he had done so the reward wouldn't have been worth it in comparison to the reaction he could feel building within Elysia with each word he spoke. Through his Aspects of Madness the Mad Hatter could feel the anger building up, and swelling within his female opponent. And such a reaction brought an ever so gleeful smile to the demons face as his pink and green ringed eyes widened with excitement, even as the pasty skinned demon went about assaulting both Elysia and Touma once again.

Even as Masakaki moved in on his female foe the demon had already begun enacting another plan. While he tested Elysia's defenses and reaction time with two minor strikes Masakaki would tap into his Aspects of Madness, and more specifically the Aspect of Rage. While his first slash was defended, only leaving a red scratch along Elysia's arm, the Aspect of Rage would begin to work its effects on anyone currently feeling any hint of rage, anger, or any other similar emotion. Thus steadily Masakaki would begin to increase the anger within his foes, hoping that their own mental faculties and sheer will could not over come his own. Therefor while his test strikes left only meager damage, they would have served several purposes. Testing reaction time, potentially causing his foe to underestimate him, and allow him to hopefully work his aspects without notice.

And so Masakaki would watch as Elysia's form began to descend towards the base while simultaneously shifting her body into some sort of striking position, possibly from some sort of martial art for all the demon knew. Thus when his foes body lurched into action Masakaki would be ready. Watching as the girls form blurred from his vision for a moment the Mad Hatter readied himself for when she would reappear before him, likely ready to strike out at him. As she reappeared, right fist ready to lodge itself in his chest, Masakaki swiftly rose his cane to intercept the strike therefore cutting the impact his own body would take from the blow. It was when the blow was followed by an explosion of electricity that Masakaki was slightly surprised. The electrical energy immediately impacted the cane, running through it into Masakaki's arm and body causing the pale demon to momentarily lose some feeling in the areas directly affected.

Because of that Touma, who was currently en route to joining the fight, would have a small window of opportunity.. At least he would have if he could have been faster. Unfortunately for the Yuudeshi his demonic foe was more than fast enough to be prepared for the incoming strike, despite having briefly lost feeling in his sword arm and his core. Therefore as Touma swung at Masakaki with that accursed right hand the demon decide on one thing. ' These Yuudeshi are ANNOYING!' While the first Yuudeshi he had fought was a challenge, this boy barely held a candle in comparison, despite surviving to this point. And that utterly annoyed the Mad Hatter.. Thus the demon decide that this Yuudeshi wouldn't walk out of this fight less injured than the previous one he had met. And so with swift precision and practiced skill Masakaki's blade would leave its sheath before arcing in Touma's direction on a course that would intercept the boys right arm and dismember him.

It was at this point Masakaki would, mentally, admit that he was already succumbing to his own Aspect. Something that usually wouldn't occur so quickly. Alas the thought would be tossed aside in favor for concentrating on the battle, even as the pale demon erupted into laughter once again as Touma yelled for Elysia to throw him towards the Mad Hatter. It would take a few moments, but eventually the demons laughter would die down before a promising glare was delivered towards Touma.

"Boy. Perhaps next time you might not want to yell out your plan." While speaking Masakaki would punctuate his statement by simply moving further away from the annoyance of a Yuudeshi before locking his gaze upon Elysia once again. Unfortunately for the pink haired demon it would be at this point in the battle that Sector J's fight grew even more intense and six immense angelic wings erupted skyward. Immediately Masakaki could feel the sickening angelic energy spreading throughout the base, fighting back his own demonic energy, and even weakening the demon a good deal. A flicker of pain would cross Masakaki's visage as he felt the need to upchuck everywhere. "What the fuck!.. Fucking angelic bitch!" Erupting into a series of coughs and sputters Masakaki was quite literally sickened by the angelic energy now spreading. "STUPID FUCKING BITCH! GAAAHHH!!!" The Mad Hatter would rage in-between fits of gagging and coughing.

Now this was definitely something Masakaki hadn't expected.. Some Angel Iramasha bitch spreading her stupid, sickening aura all over the place. At this point the pasty skinned demon was almost considering just getting the fuck out of dodge if only to get away from this sickening angelic presence. But oh how badly he wished to maim and bloody Touma and Elysia before utterly destroying the sector and claiming victory. Thus the Mad Hatter would allow his foes next moves to decide on his course of action. Would he leave, or would he stay and fight?

Tue Jun 21, 2016 9:35 am

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ENTER THE VESSEL OF MADNESS

Artist: Toby Fox - Song: Death By Glamour - Word Count: 726

Beaten. Tired. Exhausted. That is what the Wielder of Dark Chi was feeling. He was beaten. He was exhausted. Cuts and bruises from his previous enemies bled slightly as he held his arm over them, attempting the stop the bleeding. This only caused them the bleed around his hand and bleed even more. God, why did he even bother? Vanyel had just reached where he had landed when he felt it. He sensed the power of the people fighting within Sector C. So....he headed to it. A grin broke out upon the maniac's face, as his throat rasped to perform his trademark laughter. It started in simple little giggles.

It soon escalated to quiet, psychotic laughter. Vanyel's newfound determination was rising. He wanted to destroy another sector. He wanted to beat another goody-two-shoes to the DIRT. His hand drifted to the pommel of his katana. As he limped on, he saw it. Three. He could even sense them. A Demon....a Human....and some other thing he didn't recognize. Oooh....it was a girl....and it was some angelic bitch. How could he tell? He could feel a "good" aura coming from her, and the Human boy. It was fuckin' irritating. He now had one goal. Kill these two little goody-two-shoes pricks. His tongue slowly slid from his mouth and over his lips as his thoughts were filled with ideas of torture.

He continued limping. Even the act of walking was a painful process right now. It would fade over time. If it didn't, oh well. All Vanyel cared about was busting some heads, and spewing some blood! Vanyel grimaced in pain from his own blood that was continuing the leave his body and drip upon the Moon's white surface. He was nearly there. As he continued limping, he could now see them clearly. One of them...was a very...interesting looking fellow. With a cane and a hat, this man did not seem to look like a Demon. The Human boy was obvious. With spiky hair, and a scarf around his neck, he was, in a certain sense, the oddest one.

The lady, on the other hand....was....

She was extremely beautiful. With silver hair, and amazing skin. However....she was an enemy....an angelic enemy at that. Fucking. Irritating. He hated angels and shit. He hated anything "good" about anything. Vanyel did grin thought as he now straightened his limp to a walk, as he had gotten used to the pain by now. His white teeth gleamed as his grin grew wide. He now stood next to the strange looking Demon. He would stare right at the woman, before bowing.

"Sorry, sweetheart. If you weren't an angel, and a girl fightin' for this base, I might have shown some more interest in ya~"

Vanyel's voice would reached out to the two protagonists in the area. His voice was....creepy. It was...unnerving to some. His tongue ran over his teeth as he slowly rose back into standing. His right hand went for his katana, and withdrew it from the sheath. The steel blade of the katana gleamed against the lights of the Moon, and the lights within Sector C. Kuro Komo had been unsheathed. Now....who's blood would satisfy the evil blade?

The girl? Or the young man? Both would do. Vanyel twirled his sword in between his fingers as he pondered this. But...the pondering quickly stopped, as did the twirling. His hand gripped the sword mid-spin, and slammed into the ground, digging deep into the Moon's surface. His head bowed towards the ground, with his face in a psychotic grin. His head slowly looked up by the slightest, revealing his eyes. Ocean blue. However, they gleamed out like flashlights in darkness. This gave Vanyel a much more...menacing look. His grin grew so that now it was from ear to ear.

A Cheshire Cat.

Vanyel then removed his sword from the rocky Moon, then pointed it at the lady, then moved it to the young man.

"I do hope you sorry fucks prove more interesting than the last people I fought!"

Vanyel would then lower his sword, placing it within the ground again, and then turn his head towards the Demon next to him. He could see his facial features and more of his clothing clearer now. Pink hair, pink bow-tie around his neck and he held a cane. Interesting.

"You sure as hell don't look like a Demon, yet I can sense it? What's your name, bud?"

Fri Jun 24, 2016 3:48 am

Artist: Malcolm Robinson Music - Song: Spear of Justice (Undyne Battle) Orchestral Remix - Word Count: 1124

Cirno... Is that you? It is, isn't it. Please be alright, I'll handle here, I have too. How can one of your heroines fall now?

Inspired, that was Elysia at this moment, her entire being charged with not only the angelic energy and vigor of Cirno, but with the determination and willpower of someone willing to follow through with Cirno to the end. Be it in battle, in training, or in death, a hero never backs down. So many people were caught in this battle, so many lives were lost, so many people hurt, it was something that she couldn't stand for, no, any sensible person couldn't stand for. This was the home to many people, now destroyed and battered, and the culprits were right here, hell, they were happy to keep going. Enough was enough, Shadowfall needed to pay.

Before anything else could even be registered, there seemed to be quite a few developments in just a few moments. The first was that something was brewing within her, even with the strength of Cirno within her and her will to power through, anger continued to rise. Yeah, it was justified, it was all created because of the Shadowfall, but something wasn't right. It felt stronger, more intense than before, it clouded her thoughts of -why- she was fighting, to protect the base and prevent others from falling. This wasn't her anger, it was hard to tell, but her anger always inspired her to fight for the weak and incapable. The rage would still hold deep within her, but through sheer willpower and mastery over her own determination, her thought process and goals wouldn't falter. Protect the base above all else.

Fuck

Why Touma, why? He was so slow, it could be seen from a mile away, and it's very obvious on what the demon was going to do once he got close enough. The only saving grace to this was the fact that Elysia was close enough to hopefully disrupt this, to hopefully keep Touma from losing a limb due to... blind faith? She wasn't sure why he tried it, but she knew it had something to do with that negation trick he did, but it's far too risky, at least not while Masakaki was still full of energy and vigor. At this rate, she could only really do one good strike, so might as well make it count. Both of Elysia's fists quickly shifted over to her sides, a dim glow surrounding them as she fueled energy into it, and with Cirno's power washing into her, it should pack enough of a punch to either stun or at least keep Masakaki from landing a blow on Touma.

"Surging Power!"

A burst of explosive spiritual energy shot forth as her arms became a blur in front of her, each strike as powerful as the last, as within a single moment 10 strong blows already began to assault the demon's body, two empowered strikes shooting forth for his blade arm, another two going for the same shoulders, another two aiming right for the center of his chest, another two going for his neck, and the last strike aiming to quickly and roughly push Touma back towards the ground, not a punch but a push. If any of these strikes were to hit, they'd have the same force as all of her other strikes, a punch followed by the burst of explosive energy.

"Back -off- kid. Wait for a chance to strike, don't jump in. I'm not throwing your dumbass into the same demon that has a -sword-. You can't negate metal."

Her words were quick and rushed, possibly even hard to hear considering the situation. Hopefully Touma would listen, and if he chose not too, she just hoped that he wouldn't get horribly hurt. Regardless of whether or not her strike hit, she was already starting to fall away once more with a large burst of energy spent right there. This wasn't going to be easy, were they going to lose? Hopefully not, they were still alive and kicking, and with Cirno's assistance from afar, they were going to be golden.

Well, that thought remained strong until a new foe arrived unto the scene. Elysia's hopes weren't exactly dashed, but she knew her resolve would be tested, and at this point... She wouldn't blame Touma on running away if he must. Perhaps she should take him to meet Cirno for his valor, he had heart and a power to do great things, he just needed a bit more. Despite her thoughts getting side-tracked, she still turned her head to glance towards Vanyel. Not a demon, no, but a human? First glance definitely told her that, he lacked the odd eyes and didn't seem to leak any weird energy like the Iramasha or Demons she met before. It actually felt somewhat similar to her own... But his personality sure didn't.

Sweetheart? Really? You're in the middle of a war and still wanna hit on me? I'll be -happy- to wipe that smug look off of your fac-

Elysia's own thoughts were clouded by what she just head. 'than the last people I fought!'. One of the other sectors had fallen, and he had come to try and get more bloodshed. People died, innocents had fallen, and he discarded their lives as just a menial task. For someone who was sided with evil, this was expected. And Elysia's own reaction was easily anticipated,, eyes narrowing as she grit her teeth, sparks of electricity running between her fingers and even causing her hair to stand on end. Masakaki's Aspect of Rage was definitely taking hold in her now that she had more to grow and fester within, but it might not be for anyone's benefit.

"I'm so -FLATTERED- that you'd show some interest, but honestly, the only date you'll be seeing is your funeral date. Pucker up buttercup, I'm comin' in hard."

Was the innuendo's needed? No, but would it at least taunt this new figure to fight her rather than Touma? Possibly, and that was all she needed. As gravity began to slowly pull her back towards the ground, her body began to shift once more, taking the same stance Masakaki had seen before as one fist cocked itself backwards, resting near her side as the other hand was held out before her, palm open and sparking with pure reiatsu as she faced the new human head-on. She was pissed, and she definitely was going to enjoy bashing in someone's skull to avenge those who had already fallen. Enough was enough, maybe if they could drive out Shadowfall, they'll understand who was truly on top, and which one of the two factions needed to calm down and release their hold on the world.

Do or die, she had to fight.

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Sector C [Operation Moon Massacre] - Page 2 MNjstuP

Sat Jun 25, 2016 2:51 am

Artist: Iuchi Maiko - Song: Gensou Koroshi - Word Count: 1194

Touma's eyes widened when Masakaki attempted to amputate his right arm from the rest of his body. Yes, the right arm where Imagine Breaker resided in where it could negate the supernatural as long as his right hand touches it. Before Touma could dodge the attack, Elysia had intercepted the attack before he could dodge it. That saved him from losing an arm because of how impulsive he was into trying to land a punch with his right hand. Knowing that it could stop him if he had landed a punch, Touma was just too slow to make any direct contact to have any effect. The chances were slim and he took the risk, and almost lost an arm over it.

Two other person had joined in. One girl who appeared out of nowhere and chewed up the pink-haired demon like a buffet, akin to a dangerous carnivore and the other man, who is oddly injured and could still go on in this fight. He also heard what Elysia had to say in this; and it is true. His actions were reckless and life-threatening, only death would ensue if he tried to pull the same stunt considering how easily he had reacted when Touma tried punching him with his right hand. He didn't know what else he could do to help out in this situation but all he knew that Imagine Breaker is the only useful arsenal in this weapon for its ability to negate the supernatural.

He didn't know what good will his right hand do against the newcomer but sure enough, he wasn't a friendly type. His eyes looked over to Elysia who tried to taunt Vanyel, he thought, at this point, he wouldn't be able to do anything of help and all the work would be left to both Priscilla and Elysia which he simply didn't want them to risk their lives and burden them anymore than necessary. It is true that he is the weakest in the Yuudeshi family even with Shadin's blood running in his veins, and don't even have some extraordinary fighting abilities or even powers to make up for it because of his right hand. But even so.. he is still willing to put his life at risk and do what he could even with just Imagine Breaker. Due to his misfortune, he has the fighting experience of a street fighter after being involved in some rather.. unfortunate situations. He simply wasn't going to run and let both of them do the work.

"Sorry but please let me handle this alone. Help the other girl to deal with the pink-haired guy. I'll fight him myself."

Despite the situation, he smiled towards Elysia as if nothing ever happened and turned towards Vanyel with a serious look on his face. He wasn't strong and would prove to be a boring 'partner' for Vanyel soon enough compared to the other two who was much, much stronger than he is. But he wasn't going to let him go to fight them that easily. Vanyel might be a good guy or just had problems in life but at the very least, he will stall some time for them to finish off the pink-haired demon and put on a bravado to fight Vanyel all by himself. Reaching out his right hand to Vanyel and gripping it into a fist, he would throw these words over to him.

"Sorry to rain on your parade, man. I don't really know what you are here for but you try to harm them and i'll destroy your illusions!"

He had said and done it. There wasn't going to be turning back at this point. Clenching his right fist even tighter than before, Touma looked at Vanyel in the eye to try and intimidate him further into fighting him instead of having his attention on the others. And then.. a sprint! Touma was rather.. fast on his legs. While he isn't as fast as all of them, the many situation where he had to run away from others, avoid attacks and so on due to his misfortunate situation, together with Shadin's genes running in his veins, his speed certainly surpasses to that of an average athlete's to the point where he would have enough speed to avoid a lightning strike. Even someone as weak as himself, they would be surprised of how fast he would be able to move on foot.

"Here i come!"

Again, like the case with Masakaki, Touma attempts to drive his right fist into Vanyel's face with as much force as possible. With his right hand being used and if it did make direct contact against Vanyel, any supernatural abilities that he may be utilizing would be negated with a touch of his right hand. Whether if they are passive, in progress or anything else, as long as they are supernatural in nature, he wouldn't be able to use it while his right hand is making contact with Vanyel's face.

He wasn't sure if it was going to hit or not, but this was the only chance he could pull and try it out. He dug his own grave from what he had said but nonetheless, Touma wasn't afraid of the decision he made. How could he save anyone if he remained powerless and run in fear? So, his choice was to man up his guts and fight even against the inevitable. An average highschool boy in space, fighting against foes that he can't hope to match with and barely able to help Elysia and Priscilla, this is simply a weird setting he had to put up with. No matter what, he will destroy both Masakaki and Vanyel's illusions, if it meant that his life is put on the line!

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