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| What Is Worth Fighting For?; Derge, Maya, Artemis, Zeak, Demetri, Goose, Guinevere, Roland, Fran, Gab, the Taylor Siblings vs Mercutio | |
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| Cobdogred | Dec 22 2017, 05:00 PM Post #61 |
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Derge was disheartened, truly he had tried his damnedest to come up with and implement a plan that would actually hit the beast. It wasn't like all of the others who just jumped in on him one after one, that just managed to get lucky. Regardless of what Derge meant it to be, it ended up just being another attack on the crimson man to swat away or tank like it was nothing to him. Derge wasn't even certain if the attack had hit, there was so much going on and then he was thrown. Mercutio had grabbed Derge by the face and thrown him into the water. If Derge had, had some stamina he might have tried to use his roar to inflict some damage that way. Instead because of the shifting tides of the battle, Derge had to change his plan time and time again. It was a small miracle Derge was to get his attack off in a manner similar to what the original plan was. It went from 1000 mirror lazer beams of death to 1000 years of death lazer beam enema but at least it was sort of close. After staring at the sky for a bit, Derge closed his eyes and just floated there for a bit. Blood washed out by the salty water pooled around Derge from all of the nicks and cuts he had received from the falling ice. The wounds on his arm from the feather burned the worst but Derge didn't even have enough energy to worry about them. "No. I need to fight. I won't submit to him or to anyone ever again." he said opening his eyes. Slowly but surely Derge made his way towards the shore. He could only use one arm and his two legs to swim the distance. Derge opened his mouth and took in the light reflecting off of the water. He needed to be ready. Derge wasn't sure what he needed to be ready for but he definitely needed to be ready, even if it wasn't him that was directly dealing damage to Mercutio. Summary
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| Reggie | Dec 25 2017, 07:31 AM Post #62 |
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Mercutio drifted lazily forward, propelling himself on a wave of crimson. "Someday..." he responded, commenting to Gab's ignorant hope and whim, but the response given was true. "...but that is not today." In a blink, Mercutio was set in motion keeping his arm tightly coiled'n'cocked at the ready. A crimson wind begun to spin around him and his movement speed went from a near idle to maximum. It would appear as though Mercutio was carried by the crimson energy itself as he was rushed towards the Fusion Ha kids. He wanted to show them that he was holding back; he wanted to show them the scope of the world they lived in. The world without blinders or protection... a world that was without safeguard, restraint or conscious. "How hard do I have to hit you till you defuse?" he muttered in his motion blur of a movement, firing his punch, but would stop short of the duo's chest, and gave a familiar flick to their chest, however... with the massive, concussive force he released from his punch, air pressure and all, that flick was quite the cocktail of intricate techniques. First, Mercutio would let the embrace of the air pressure impact before a wave of his energy would wash over them. This energy was a neutralizing energy that diffused all forms of energy and felt he should try to use that as well, especially to make sure they were purged of anything that could have slipped passed him. Mercutio didn't want to give a seal to two people who were already with Oni, regardless of their over all intentions. The last bit, the poke would seek out each source of energy within the body and fixate on it, burning each of them, however the burn wasn't of a fire in nature, but internal like ones very cell structure was self-destructing. A wall of crimson would catch them, causing them to hit the ground only a few meters away. "This will conclude before I accidentally kill someone... now, the Taylors, if they live, have been chosen as well as Goo-girl, Demetri, the stuffed... uh thingy, Roland aka Garaa 2.0." he said, pacing a bit in wait to see how the two reacted. "The rest of you, I suggest you go find a place to stay. For now, until I have reasonable means of getting you somewhere, you remain here on the Isle of Alana. You will eat, sleep, drink on me, I was the one who took your family away after all. Anyway, the conclusion to draw from everything, and what I want all of you to know iis..." he went on, wrapping up the best he could. "Very few of your parents deserved to die, and I am sorry. No casualty of war, no sorry can make up a loss like that. I also understand that you all face the fact you think I not only was willing to kill you, which I was and would have once, but now twice. I understand you are all young, or just fresh into the world, but this is your wake up call. Life is cruel, and living is torture. Those goth and emo kids in those television shows actually had something right." he laughed softly as the burning of the seals would slowly dissipate. "I'm very sorry those you love are gone, and for the others whom feel freed, you are welcome, but don't think I did it personally. It is not that I wouldn't want to help you or wouldn't have given the chance, but political clout is a scary weapon and what happen in Africa involved Oni, a man I am sure most of you older ones know of. The world is full of more darkness and terrifyingly enough, it isn't me." he ranted, unsure what else to say, "The phrase accidents happen is sitting heavy in my mouth. I am all to familiar having lost my own father to a familiar accident myself and the taste of the word is more sour than a lemon in my mouth, but I..." he said, unable to finish his full thoughts. He took a moment to regain himself and simply said, "...I'm just need you to know that I'm sorry, and that their death's were not in vain, but to maintain some sense of sanity in the world. Is that my job to judge and determine... well, if you don't think so, get strong enough to stop me." His words were very simple, as he sat down in air, bathed in a bed of crimson mist. Techs & LP |
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| JustInTime | Dec 25 2017, 09:17 AM Post #63 |
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Roland had seen as their attacks had once more had little effect, and that was potentially their finally attempt. There was little more they would be able to accomplish despite all the planning in the world. Before much further thought, Mercutio had something for him still. Mercutio kicked the air and sent a wave of his distinctive crimson energy in his direction. Whether in protection from the incoming energy wave, or any possible debris coming back down via gravity, he crossed his arms before his chest as if ready to be embalmed. A crystal layer would creep up from his feet until it covered him entirely, encapsulating him akin to a fossil in resin, or a moth in its chrysalis stage. It proved to be no match for the wave, as the crystal shattered and caused Roland to be slammed into the ground from the energy that traveled past his crystalline skin. He was certain he heard a crack somewhere as his core was compressed against the floor beneath, which was thankfully sand and not concrete. As he struggled to a knee and spat to see the reddish color of his saliva after being certain he had tasted iron, he looked up to see a sight that shook him in his place. Mercutio was apparently not done with some of the others. Roland had been on the receiving end of a kick’s aftershock that travelled through the area, he couldn’t imagine receiving the actual kick. From where he stood, it looked like Mercutio had punched the fused siblings. Roland reached for his core with hand as he grimaced at the sight, only to see that what followed was worse. There was a vacuum sort of action that had sent an aftershock forth similar to the one he had received but on a much larger scale, and then some more energy behind it. It was a scary sight to see Mercutio come back down to the ground, as that would make him a more immediate target. Of course that would be true if not for the fact that it was over--or so Mercutio had announced from his own mouth. Mercutio had barely broken a sweat, as was still graceful even in his landing. Mercutio announced those he had selected, for whatever it was they were being selected. Regardless of what it was for, Roland couldn’t help but finally feel something within as he was mentioned even if he did not know what a Gaara was, much less a 2.0 version of it. It was a tingling sensation within his stomach, which he attributed to excitement. The more Mercutio spoke about what had happened, and why it had happened, the further he felt the nothingness that once was upon him. A wave of emotions that Roland had locked away in his fight for survival came crashing down on him. His eyes filled with tears, flowing uncontrollably as Mercutio spoke. His lip was trembling, and he had to wipe at his nose with his forearm to contain a similar liquid from dripping. He didn’t particularly feel like his old self after the experience, but the explanation did bring some form of peace or understanding to the massacre, or sacrifice(As he had just learned) that had been made. His admiration for Mercutio made even more sense for him now as he understood his actions. Summary, Techniques, Enhancement & LP |
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| Prizoner | Dec 25 2017, 12:57 PM Post #64 |
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Fran was caught in awe yet again as reggie continued to fend off the lot of them without even breaking what seemed to be even a sweat. She once again wanted to keep fighting to prove herself out of all the orphans that had taken up the fight against the man. She did not have much hope that she would be able to stand out that much while the rest of them had quirks that were much more flashy and exaggerated. She didn't mind not having a flashy power or anything though. She had the quirks that her mother and father gave to her and that was more than enough for her but now she had to stand up and fight. At least that is what she thought, but a few of the things she saw made her afraid to do so. One of which was throwing around somebody as if they were simply a rag doll. This was exceptionally frightful to her since she sorta was a rag doll. "I hope that they are all alright." she said as she watched in surprise as he suddenly came at the boy that she had been trying to protect so far. She tried rushing over, but it was too late as he had already done a sweeping kick to the boy knocking him right off of his feet. She tried diving down to intercept his fall and stop him from any other pain as rocks seemed to have been manipulated. Being to distracted at all of that she did not make it in time. By the time that she made it to the boy though Mercutio had began to deflect the projectiles and even grabbed up both the boy and herself in his jacket. This caught her off guard as she had just seen him slam the poor boy into the ground, and now here he was protecting them in his own jacket no less. She felt a bit warm and safe in it. She was rather confused by what he meant by doing this though and she really wanted to know. It could have meant that he approved of the girl and Demetri in this proving test or whatever this is, or it could simply be that he saw them as too weak and not able to protect themselves. She wanted to struggle and resist to show that she still had some fight left in her, but she had to take Demetri's condition into this and decided to stay still and look him over so as to not put him in more danger. Luckily though, she could feel that he was still breathing since they were so close together being bundled together into his jacket. Despite her trying to protect the boy the difference in their sizes was made rather apparent as she was wrapped up next to him. Regardless of the difference in size or age she was just glad that she had at least succeeded in keeping the boy and herself alive. After Mercutio had dealt with the one who had made the rocks attack them, or at least seemed to have from the large attack that he had seemed to have sent at them. Then Mercutio surprised her by speaking to her and complimenting her, or at least that is how she wanted to take the statement. Sure he did not call her strong, brave, or anything directly positive. He did however call her interesting which was something rather important when he was testing them to see who was worthy or not. She hoped that this meant that she had passed his little test and that he would chose him for whatever it was that they were fighting for. In a rather low tone that he probably would not hear muffled by a combination of her head hanging low and his jacket. "Thwank you for sparing us, saving us..." she said barely even moving as she did so. After that he went straight into pounding out yet another one of the orphans within a blink of an eye. His actions were not something that she could properly comprehend given his chaotic nature, and his constant switches between acts of kindness to acts of violence. She did not really think it was her place to understand it though, at least not yet. For now there were so many other things for her to learn before she had to deal with the weight of such decisions and actions. He showed her that she was not fast enough or strong enough to even begin thinking about protecting others. The small tear on her side was proof of that as she looked down at it and pushed the small amount of stuffing poking out back from whence it came. She needed to grow much more before she had to do something like this again, and she was hoping that Mercutio would be the one that did that given all that he had done today. However his attention seemed to be directed towards another person which made her somewhat sad, but she knew that this person was worth the attention. He was technically two people which made a bit more sense on how powerful they were. Sure they were not as strong as Mercutio, but they were rather strong for people who were only a few years older than her by her guesstimate. Her age was not really apparant to those around her, but she was not horrible at telling the age of others. Most of them seemed to be in the late teens, but they were much younger than that. they also seemed to have multiple quirks like herself. She could not tell if this was because of their ability to fuse or what but the combination of powers was much more interesting than her own. It actually frightened her a bit given the explosions could very well hurt her. Anything that could make fire in general tended to frighten her a bit honestly. That was why even the one testing them caused her a mix of fear and admiration. Both of those feelings increased as the man rushed forward saying something that she could not particularly understand. If that was not enough he then seemed to reappear right in front of the fused person and smack them in the chest. She was proud in her ability to take a hit and was not particularly sure if she would be able to take a hit with so much movement to it. She never knew if she would be able to do something like that, but she saw the hope of doing it put into her. Sure it was a long shot, but everybody had to start somewhere and having somebody who had gotten so far would be the best way to get there. That thought along with what he said next made her rather happy if not just a bit offended. He had called the rest of them by name except for the goo girl of course, but he didn't even refer to her as a person. He actually called her a stuffed uh thingy. Sure she was young and hadn't developed much, had an animal body that made it hard to distinguish gender in general, and was a stuffed animal so yeah she could totally see his confusion. That didn't make it sting any less though. This was all beside the point as she had been chosen for whatever that this little test was intended for. She would normally look to see who it was that had passed with him but people were not exactly wearing name badges, and introductions have not exactly been done yet. She assumed that the Taylors being multiple people where most likely the fusion that had been hit away. She did not know the rest of the names but the goo girl looked to be the African girl who had rushed him at first. She had not spoken much English. She assumed that she was African like herself but did not know for sure. She had a bit of fear of what would happen to the rest of them till he fully explained the situation. He was going to care for all of them anyways regardless if they won, lost, or even fought against him at all. She felt a little silly thinking that this was needed for her to survive, but in hind sight she was still glad she took part. This made her smile as the man once again showed that he had a compassionate and good side to him despite his mistake or choice at the election. This only struck deeper as he openly apologized to them all for what he had done. At this her own eyes began to water a bit as she thought back to losing her friend. She then quickly wiped her eyes dry and began to step forward still wrapped in his cloak dragging it with her as she made her way towards the man. She did not think that the boy needed the cloak to protect him anymore since he had said the fighting was done. She wanted to return it because she would have most likely been torn up a bit if it was not for the fact that he had protected her. Honestly she was not sure if he chose her because she was worthy and showed up for him, or simply because he found her interesting. She was going to make the most of it either way. As she got closer she tried to slowly push the cloak off and tried to hand it up to him in his sitting location. "Thwank you sir! I weally hope to be of help to you. I am Fwanada Vwega. I will do whatever I can to help you. Pwease watch out for me in da fuuture." she said hoping that he would no longer call her a thing if he knew her actual name. She also sort of wanted to know what exactly they had actually been selected for, but thought that somebody else might actually ask the question. She did not really know what to call him other than sir at the moment not knowing if he wanted them to be formal or if he preferred a more relaxed way of speaking. She did this out of respect for what he could and would be doing for them more than fear, not that she did not feel both things towards him. She hoped that the fear would pass with time, either by getting to know him better or getting strong enough she did not have to fear him. This was the end of the cowardly Fran of before, and the beginning of a stronger Fran who would not lose anymore people if she could do anything about it. Summary
Edited by Prizoner, Dec 25 2017, 06:05 PM.
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| Cobdogred | Dec 26 2017, 06:49 AM Post #65 |
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By the time Derge had drug himself out of the water, it was already over and he had once again failed. He staggered his way up the group surrounding Mercuito, blending in with the others the best the six-foot teen could. Their captor/savior made a speech to those listening. His aloof attitude faded a bit and a calmer, gentler side poked its head out just a bit. Derge was not one the five chosen despite his plan, ingenuity, and adaptability to the situation. It appeared that the five of them were either more powerful than he or just better in some aspect that he lacked. The situation was disappointing but not a complete loss. Their quirks could function in similar ways, of course, Derge would never be as diverse as the crimson monster in front of him but there were several techniques they had in common and a few that Derge figured he could replicate fairly closely. Even if he wasn't being directly trained or used by the island's owner, he could at least pick things up from just being around him and seeing him fight. "I was an orphan alone in this world a long time before you shown up. Nothing waits for me outside of this island as I am now. Before the only thing was misery and abuse at the hands of one of the families you killed that day. I suppose this is fates way of giving me a chance that I never had before." Derge said speaking out, a different view from most of the children on the island. "I was not chosen, meaning I failed whatever test you gave. Despite that, I will find my way to power with or without you. The fact that my quirk can so much of what you displayed means I can learn from simply observing you and for now, that will have to do. One day I will make the world a better place. A world where children don't have to fear to lose a parent to some rogue force that cant be held accountable. You are no better than the one you wage your war against. A crime as heinous as this must be accounted for. Damned, be the shadows and veils of darkness that allow people like Oni and yourself to exist. I will personally use my light to burn away the shadows that threaten to consume this world and bring about a golden age of light and visibility where no one can hide something like this." he said raising his undamaged arm, creating an orb that would shine brightly in front of him. |
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| CrabSage | Dec 26 2017, 08:11 PM Post #66 |
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Raising their fist, the fused being readied themselves for the incoming attack. Another orphan had joined in, saying they would buy the pair time to try and defeat Mercutio. It was inspiring but behind the confidence there was fear. The siblings knew that Mercutio was just toying with them. He could likely kill all of them at once if he wanted. If this was supposed to be their final test, there was a chance he might just go all out. One of the legs was nervously shaking, but the combined form held fast. Despite being ready for the worst, the two still had no idea what was coming their way. Mercutio had sailed up to them in an instant with a hand cocked back and ready to let loose a punch. They tried to raise a guard to stop the incoming punch but had only started to move their hands as the fist came to a stop. The sudden rush of air combined with the simple flick knocked the combined Taylors off their feet. Their rubber skin nearly flew off their figure, flapping in the wind like a plastic bag on the wind. With all the air knocked out of their lungs, the fused siblings were gasping for air as the wave of crimson washed over them. Should the two have tried to use any offense from Negan's quirk it certainly would have stopped that. Getting caught by the crimson energy stopped them from flying even further away, but as they dropped to the ground the fused figure tried to cry out. However, it was just too much for the pair to handle. Not a sound came from the Taylor as a light started to cover the body. Just as two had become one, one became two again. There was no respite for either sibling as the crimson energy had latched on to both of them even while they separated. ----- The burning sensation silenced Rosa's thoughts as all she could experience was pain. She had never felt something so bad before, not even the thought of losing her brother hurt this much. On the ground next to her older brother, the young girl writhed in the pain consuming her entire being. Using up what little energy she had left, she grabbed onto one of Negan's hands tightly. Whatever Mercutio was saying went unheard by Rosa. Tears only just started to well up in the corner of the white-haired girl's eyes as she started to learn what this kind of pain meant before she passed out. |
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| Casshern | Dec 27 2017, 05:06 AM Post #67 |
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It had all happened so quickly. The chaos of the battle had erupted into a frenzy of people giving their last attempts at life. Time seemed to slow down to a halt, seconds turned into minutes, minutes to hours. Demetri, thinking it was his time, braced himself for the impact of Mercutio's attack. He saw it all pass in front of him: his childhood, his family, his goals, his beliefs... his sister... Everything that seemed to be apart of him made itself known. Demetri contemplated who he was, as a person, in those few moments. I'm fucking patheti–... Was the last thing he thought, not being given the chance to finish, as Merc's attack sent him into the ground. The intail force felt like that of a car. It was certain that Demetri would die, but in that last instant, Merc seemed to have braced the boy's impact, though not enough to spare any injuries. These events happened too fast for the boy to realize the intentions of this man's actions, Demetri only saw the man's advance and, after that, darkness... He truly believed he had failed and met his death. summary
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| DwagonKitsune | Dec 27 2017, 08:16 AM Post #68 |
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Artemis hopped forward again, jaw clenched with determination. Her wings drooped from exhaustion, but the little dragon didn't want to give up. She was going to fight for as long as she could. Unfortunately, that lasted til the point where Mercutio called an end to the fight. The little dragon halted, all aquiver, as she listened to what this powerful and deadly man had to say. The offer of accommodation, and free food, was rather generous for someone that had tried to get them to kill each other. But the more the crimson man talked, the more the dragon's opinion that this man was pure evil through and through wavered. "Sometimes, people do bad things when really they're trying their best" the motions echoed in Artemis's mind. Memories of her mother explaining how hard a politicians job, or really anyone in power, could be sprang forth. "Don't judge someone unless you know the whole story." Artemis had certainly seen her side. She knew that she wasn't really paying attention to the boring debate. She hadn't wanted to be there to begin with, but she'd dutifully followed her mother. She had even been absent for some of it, getting skewers of meat for both her and her mum. She didn't know why Mercutio had done it, why he had killed all of them. The hints of an obscure darkness and some thing called "Oni" didn't mean anything to the little dragon. What meant most was that the man seemed to truly be apologetic for what had happened. 'I'm too tired for all of this' her thoughts whispered to her. It was true that exhaustion tugged at her body. The lack of food had turned her hunger into nausea, and her body ached all over from the exertions of the day. Artemis's sorrowful eyes lingered on Mercutio for a moment. She kept her thoughts to herself, and even herself to herself. She didn't bother to try to communicate with any of the other orphans as she turned away and limped towards the buildings in the distance. She could never forgive him for what he did. But perhaps, in the future, she could learn to understand. [Attempted exit] |
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| Reggie | Dec 27 2017, 05:50 PM Post #69 |
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"Go wash up... and try and fish those kids out of the drink, eh?" he muttered in thought, thinking about everything he has seen. [Exit] |
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| Mod Bot | Dec 27 2017, 06:30 PM Post #70 |
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Mercutio: 34 XP, 1000 Cash Fusion Ha (Each): 30 XP, 850 Cash Artemis: 26 XP, 850 Cash Zeak: 16 XP; and a concussion. Demetri: 25 XP, 850 Cash Fran: 30 XP, 850 Cash Derge: 32 XP, 1000 Cash Roland: 27 XP 850 Cash Goose: 18 XP, 850 Cash Maya: 22 XP, 850 Cash Guin: 22 XP, 850 Cash Gab: 20, 850 Cash Rolph: 6 XP, 250 Cash Hiko: 6 XP, 250 Cash Lei Kung: Dead; drowning sucks Haru: Dead; shouldn't have been trying to fight after having a life threatening injury. Assalire: Dead, water is more deadly than I assumed. This thread was insane, and was actually a good read for someone not knowing the background! A lot of back and forth and how Mercutio reacted to all these kids was actually informative for me when it comes to that character. Those who died, rip. |
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