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 Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 10:02 am
~Iwatodai Dorm~
A dormitory located near the Iwatodai Line, owned and created by the Kirijo Group for the SEES Organization during their days attending Gekkoukan High School. Was once set to be torn down, but was preserved by Kirijo CEO for use as a secondary base for their continuing operations against the shadows following their reappearance in Inaba. It currently acts as home to many of SEES's former members, and acts as a second home for many of the SEES-2 Members when they are on missions away from Inaba.
Quote: Full-Time Residents
1st Floor: Koromaru, Akihiko Sanada
2nd Floor: Minato Arisato, Junpei Iori, Ken Amada
3rd Floor: Fuuka Yamagishi, Yukari Takeba, Aigis
4th Floor Office: Mitsuru Kirijo
(All save Yukari Takeba are currently staying at the Mist Wall Headquarters)
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Part-Time Residents
1st Floor: None
2nd Floor: Satoru Otonashi, Gin Mishima, Rirouku Muramaro, Hatsu Harima, Weston Smith, Colm Watanabe
3rd Floor: Rosealine Miina, Sylphie, Seika Murakami
4th Floor Office: Yukari Takeba
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 2:54 am
  Kise Ryouta, the Doppelganger Ace and Yukari Takeba, the Tacky Pink Sniper"Anything you can do, I can do better...I can do anything better than you."Knock Knock Knock
Early evening was an active time in Iwatodai; students were just being released from Gekkoukan High School over on Port Island, beginning to make their way back home and to the various dorms around the city. The monorail was functioning constantly throughout the city, the telltale sound of wheels on the track in different spots a reminder of the lively city's throbbing heartbeat. Cars of the various employees on Port Island streaming across the Moonlight Bridge gave the city a mechanical hum, as each of them hurried back to their homes to relax after a long day's work. Students, teens, and punks the city over walked the streets and slummed for fun, for food, for spare cash, whatever they were looking for at any given time. But inside the Kirijo Dormitory there was an eerie silence...students and employees of the Shadow Opeatives' Secondary Specialized Extracurricular Execution Squad trying to get themselves settled at the end of an unwanted move from the rural town of Inaba were all languishing in their new rooms...playing games, training, napping...generally trying to get used to the familiar yet unfamiliar digs in which they found themselves now. It was...boring. And with their supervisor gone for most of the day shooting the next tape of her regularly syndicated series, there was no one there to egg them on and provoke them to come out and socialize, to cook, or to go out and do all of the things that kids their age ought to be doing. Which...by all rights, was fine by said supervisor...she was barley any older than they were, a woman just two years removed from High School. In college she had been scouted by a modeling agency that hired her on the spot, and now she found herself scouted and hired for an entirely different job...acting.
Knock Knock Knock!
Kids throughout the country knew her, Yukari Takeba, as the legendary pink sniper, Feather Argus! Of Phoenix Ranger Featherman R fame, at that. She had never wanted to be famous, but here she was, a household name...of a fashion. It was exhausting, but rewarding work. But no matter what she did, or how she resisted, she found she couldn't stay away from the world of the shadows...the world which he had sacrificed himself once upon a time to protect. She was needed, Mitsuru had said, and so she was here...back at the old familiar dorm. Her helmet rested on the front desk, the door to the fridge opening as she pulled out a bottle of water and took a long drink, hearing the knocking at the door and remembering a night not so very long ago...when the Dark Hour had fallen and a blue-haired young man had passed through that door, setting all her world on its head and everything into motion. So much had changed...and yet so much was the same.
"I'm coming! Just hold on," she called out as she set the bottle on the table, passing through the lobby smoothly, her Feather Argus costume still on save her helmet as she placed her hand upon the door and began to open it, "You know, I heard you the first time, you didn't have to keep...?!" Her eyes widened as she saw the face on the other side of the dorm's double doors; a familiar face at that, blond hair, brilliant eyes...a young model, just like her. "Kise...? What are you doing here? And how do you even..."
"Hello Yukari...surprise?" the handsome teen's lips curled into a smile, handsome, practiced...fake. Yukari was someone who smiled for a living as well, someone who had to force emotions, had to fake them...she knew a fake smile when she saw one. And instantly she felt the hairs on the back of her neck raise... "I'm glad you remember me from the agency you visited in Tokyo; I've never forgotten meeting you there, thinking you have talent. It's truly an honor to be remembered by the new Feather Argus. Congratulations on the job, by the way. I'd have tried out for Featherman myself, but my agent doesn't want me wearing a helmet. And...that's not why I'm here, is what you want to say, isn't it?" His smile grew a little wry, as though disappointed he could tell she was seeing through him. Her impatience was written on her face; something was unusual here. But she couldn't put her finger on why a model and a student like Kise...whom she didn't even really know aside from one conversation...would be here. Was it...?
"Kise, look...I don't know what you want, but you just showing up at the doorstep like this is weird," her response was clipped, short...she might have been acting rude, but the way Kise was masking his true thoughts was troubling, "Just...can I help you somehow?" His smile suddenly grew a little easier...almost...sad? Alarm bells were ringing, and suddenly she wished she had her bow in-hand...why?
"I'm sorry...this isn't really something I want to do, but I have to know the truth. It's something very important to my friends and I," the teen answered finally, the pretense of politeness slipping away a bit...and though he seemed to be trying to be honest and friendly, it was as though something were forcing his hand...as though he were acting this way against his own better judgment, "Tohru Adachi...you know where he isn't, don't you? Tell me where he is..." His request came across as a demand; her attempt at cordiality faded, lips curling into a frown. The way he asked was as though he expected her to fold...and nobody walked over her. She was so much stronger than that... "Actually, I don't know. And even if I did, you think you can just knock on our door and demand information from us...? Who the Hell do you think you are?" she bit angrily, earning a sad curl of the lips from her other point...hand reaching over his shoulder, a flash of steel suddenly shining over his shoulder as he looked down at the sniper...sun at his back, falling in the distance, "Did you hear of the Iwadate Massacre? ...You're Kirijo, so I'm sure you have," he uttered sadly, calmly...seriously. And that danger alarm was ringing in her head, moving her body swiftly in reaction towards the front desk...her bow tucked, hidden behind the counter...
"That was us..."
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-KABOOM-
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A sonic boom of power rocked the entrance to the house; the Tacky Pink Sniper's body tumbled over the furniture of the lobby, landing precariously on her head, everything going limp as she skidded into the kitchen, a trickle of crimson from her pale forehead...brilliant eyes closed as she lay there.
"Out front! Now!" he called out to the dormitory, all of whom were likely awakened by the sound of the boom, the furniture knocked over and the sickly thump of Yukari against the dormitory's floor, "I don't want to do this...but if you aren't out here in one minute with the location of Tohru Adachi...this dormitory is coming down on top of you!"
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"The clock's ticking!"Quote: A dangerous foe has appeared!
SEES-2 Members are called to fight by Kise Ryouta! The time before the Dorm is destroyed: [60 seconds]!
Will you confront this dangerous foe?
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 8:35 am
  Rosealine Miina, and Rirouku Muramaro
The rumbling of the dorm, and the sounds jumped Rose to attention. Moving to the staircase, she noticed the strange blonde man standing out there, crying out bloody hell about some guy.
Isn't he some kind of Criminal? she thought, hearing the latter half of the threat.
"WHAT?!" she called, first grabbing her gear, before pushing her window open and sliding to it, pulling her phone out. "Remiel, Help."
The Angel appeared outside, and she had him take her hands, before lowering her to the ground.
"I'm Here I'm here!" she called, gripping her shield. "What the Hell's the rush?"
She didn't know what was his deal, but if he'd just flung Yukari across the room like that, he was a threat..and what the hell did he want?
Rirouku himself had just organized his room the way he liked it when the voice called.
"Not now.." he groaned, before sliding over to grab his weapon and slide on his gloves. He moved to the window of the second floor, throwing hte window open, before gripping it, and leaping down, weapon in hand.
Alright, now to think of a badass line.. he thought to himself, as he darted forward, moving around and holding out his blade.
"....."
s**t.
Quote: Rirouku and Rose are there! [As Is Remiel]
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 12:25 pm
 Weston Smith"Hyup." There was no explaining what was about to come next; instead, Weston started squeezing the trigger over and over as windows suddenly shattered and the front wall of the new dorm was torn to shreds as he honeycombed the mother*#$%, unleashing the equivalent force of a tommy gun out the front end at the sudden intruder. "Listen here, kiddo! NOBODY - you hear that band-aid? NOBODY tells Weston what to DO!" Weston booted open the front door, riddled and broken as it was, a cigarette still smoking between his lips as the mahogany door's hinges snapped and the large wooden entrance collapsed to the side. Weston moved one of the barrels of his gun to the edge of his cigarette, and smirked as the still hot metal caused the end to curl back into a puff of smoke. "Ahhh, I love the smell of Napalm in the morning." There were three things that Weston did, and he did them well. One, he took what he wanted and gave nothing back. Two, he played a DAMN mean game of Poker! And three, he didn't take s**t from anybody, especially prissy a** models making whiny-a** demands! He was a gangster, damn it! "Hatsu! Hatsu, where are you damn it? Ah, there you are! But why the hell are you standing where I'm shooting, Hatsu?" Weston glanced around before spotting his best buddy, and casting a care-filled warning his way. "That might be the dumbest kid I've ever met...but damn if he isn't lucky." Weston mused, probably because Hatsu wasn't full of holes yet.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 12:29 pm
 "Hard Luck" Hatsu Harima, the Heartbreak Kid"Aa, I'll stand my ground...I'll help you.""Aa...!" a low voice sounded from the window of the second floor lobby, a shadow looming...and then growing, the object casting it falling...a powerful blue aura surrounding a firmly-gripped fist as it descended...and clear, magenta eyes glared down the figure threatening the dorm as the punch extended dramatically. The fall itself would add an incredible force to the attack, but whatever that charge might have been, however strong he already was on top of that, they were going to be enough to do some serious damage to anyone in the path of his strike! And so he crashed down, his fist smashing into the crossed arms of the attacker...the blacktop beneath Kise's feet cracking from the force...but the man himself not giving. Their eyes met, and there was a silent moment of a sort of understanding between the two warrior as their arms remained locked...before the young model's strength pushed back, tossing Hatsu safely to a distance towards the door, his own body skidding back just a little as he reset himself. Hatsu could feel his own fist burning...both from the power that flowed through it and the sheer impact of the block that had rebuffed him. There was something...abnormal about their enemy that he could already sense, as though he had not just blocked the attack...but matched it with a defense that was perfectly equal to the power of the punch. What was this man's...ability? And why was he...here? Thoughts rumbled through his head, his body stretching and standing to its full height. His fist glowed blue with power and his gaze was stern, standing out front...ready to fight, to meet their enemy. Who was...? "...I'm here. And you are...?"
...That thought might have continued, his eyes perhaps turning to his teammates, but he could see in that moment the chaos that was wrought over their shoulders. Yukari...their supervisor and a powerful woman in her own right...had been cast aside like that?! He threatened to take the dorm down, which meant he had the power to do it...and that meant they couldn't waste time. They had to stop him! They had to...it was that moment that Weston would make his entrance, a Matrix-worthy hail of bullets that had Hatsu making an even-more Matrix-worthy series of dodges, weaving through a hailstorm of lead that left holes all through his nice Okina University jacket! He looked first at Kise to see whether or not the bullets had any effect, but in an instant his attention was back to Weston, a look that seemed to ask "Did you get him?" ...Much different from anyone else's normal look, which might have asked, "Did you just try to kill me?!" Only he could still believe in Weston, even a little. But still, he did. A hero had to believe in his teammates. Weston, Rose, Rirouku, and Seika...the thought of her made him wonder where she had gone, if she was well...was she here, somewhere inside? If so, he hoped she hadn't been hit yet...by the enemy or Weston. Fighting beside her gave him strength. It reminded him what he was fighting for. And that was...
"Aa...I'm here," he answered Weston with a raised eyebrow, before turning back to the enemy with a fist extended, "I can't let you destroy the dorm. I'll stop you..." His fist clenched...it flowed with power. He wanted to ask a lot of questions, but the dorm and his friends were all in immediate danger from this person, whoever he was.
Kick a** now; ask questions later. But thinking about it, maybe this was the first attack of...Quote: Heavy Fists - Hatsu is a simple guy. He fights in a simple style. If he confronts an enemy he cannot bring down with his fists, Hangaku Gozen will sharpen his blows and surround his fists in an aura that will tear down even the most stubborn of enemies. [Power Charge + Add Pierce - Power Charge lasts 1 attack. Pierce remains for the battle.]
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 2:46 am
Haruka Falcom, The Young Archer Hearing a very loud commotion from downstairs, Haruka stood from her desk, placing down the book she was reading, 'Tch, and it was just getting good.', she took up her bow, quiver and evoker, before darting out the door and sliding on the rail all the way down to the ground floor, nocking an arrow as she landed and quickly looking around.
The lobby was a mess, and several of the others seemed to be outside already to confront who, or what ever had done this. Haruka was about to join them, just before she spotted her mentor, lying unconscious on the floor of the kitchen.
Her eyes widened, and she was instantly stricken with a sense of fear. Not for what may have been waiting for her outside, but for the saftey of her Senpai.
The redhead dropped her bow where she stood, and quickly darted to Yukari's side, "Yukari-Senpai!!" She called in a panicked tone as she dropped to her knees and held the young woman's limp body in her arms. "Senpai... Just hold on! I promise you'll be okay!" She lifted her evoker to her temple and fired, her Persona, Olha, coming into view above her. "Please... Heal my senpai..." Haruka spoke before a wave of green light washed over Yukari.
Even if it didn't bring her back to consciousness, it would at least heal her injuries. "Yukari-Senpai... If you can hear me, please respond..." Her voice was concerned, but steady. She was shaken, but was doing her best to avoid losing herself.
She knew she needed to help the others, but something inside was trying to keep her with Yukari.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 3:19 am
 Ȼolm Watanabi X Don't care for me
X Don't cry, let's say goodbye
X Adieu X= = = = = = = = = = = = "And just who the hell do you think you are barking commands?" Colm hissed as he stepped outside to see who caused all the damage. Whoever this yellow haired jerk was immediately got on his bad side. He hurt Yukari, a woman, nearly destroyed the front of the Dorm, and was threatening to kill his friends! His golden eyes were narrowed to a dangerous glare as he stared at the target. "And you're right. There is a clock tickin'.. On how much time you've got left before we all kick the stuffing out of you!!" Normally the green haired SEES-2 member would control his temper better after what happened but this guy was unforgivable. He didn't care that the guy wanted information on Adachi. He wasn't interested in his sob story. All that mattered to Colm was the actions he committed right now. There was no reason to hurt Yukari as bad as he did over some stupid information. With Evoker in hand, he was ready to fight and protect the Dorms and his friends. = = = = = = = = = = = = It's time to say goodbye
I know that in time
It will just fade away
It's time to say goodbye Quote: -Marlo's Vest: -10% Elemental and bullet damage. -Black Knife: Pagan Sword effect, Increase power of all phys attacks with knife by a quarter. Swords Decal: Fear Boost and Phys Boost
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2014 10:45 am
Kise Ryouta, the Doppelganger Ace and "Hard Luck" Hatsu Harima"Anything you can do, I can do better...I can do anything better than you." "Aa...I'll help!"It was a predictable progression...take out the leader and call out the team, and each of the members came swiftly from the dorm, ready to face off against the attacker for revenge, for justice, for...whatever motivated some of them (who could say with the likes of Weston, really)? All he had to do was call them out, and here they were, each of them answering his challenge with a determination in their eyes that was all-too-familiar to him. This was what it meant to be a part of a heroic team like this one: not letting attacks upon friends stand, defending the places that were important to you, working together with the people you cared about towards a common goal. Fighting for justice...he remembered the days when the so-called 'Generation of Miracles' had fought for justice, when Tokyo's high schools had all been united by the five of them, under their protection from the shadows. Now he had come this far since those days, found himself standing in front of the dorm of some other team, and with his own power he was threatening them for information that would lead them closer to that oh-so-necessary resolution they all desired. This was the path that Akashi had chosen for them, and they had learned the hard way what happened when you declined to follow him...she had learned the hard way...and in their pain and grief they had walked a treacherous pass to find their own 'justice'. Now this...and he couldn't help but wonder as he saw the magenta-eyed young man standing proudly, his friends all around him sharing that same expression...'Is this the justice that she'd want for us...?'
But now the die were cast. They were long past the point of redemption. All that was left was to finish what they started. All that was left was him.
"This doesn't have to end this way," the young man looked at them all with an expression that was almost sad, the same sad that looking at their expressions made him feel...not that pathetic sort of sad that made you look down on them, but a sadness of regret, of guilt, "Tohru Adachi; tell us where he is and I will walk away right now. You can heal your friend...I won't touch your dorm. But if you hide his location from us, then God Help you..." His fist clenched unconsciously...memories of that dark night, blood spilling from beneath the door of a back room Akashi had told them to pass over...opening the door to the smirking face of that utter b*****d! There was no way...just no way they could leave it at that, that they could leave any stone unturned in their path to find him! A distant anger filled him at the imagery, his sadness mingling with it to become a strangled grief. He didn't want to do this...but damn if he wouldn't go there after all they had been through! "...I will do whatever I have to do in order to get it."
"Aa...we don't know...do we?" Hatsu glanced over his shoulder curiously, not really sure what they knew about that convicted murderer other than what was on the news. If he had read some of the Shadow Operatives' material that had been sent over once they had been officially declared a branch organization, he might have known a bit more about the man's case, but well, reading had never been one of Hatsu's stronger suits to begin with. He was more of a hands-on learner. And, well, that wasn't really important right now, was it? What was important, and what he couldn't forget, was that this guy had already attacked Yukari and threatened the dormitory with destruction if they didn't give him some information...and those weren't the actions of a hero. Whatever happened, they had to fight...to capture him and find out why he was attacking them. They had to find out why he was hunting Adachi, and then he had to answer for what he had already done to them. His fist began to glow, a rush of power filling him as he extended his fist towards his opponent and let his knees bend into a springing position. "If you're going to attack, we're going to fight; aa...together, we won't lose," he challenged...and then in an instant he was crossing the distance between them, his Hyper Charged fist striking at the guard of the blond-haired young man, crashing into it and driving him backwards, feet skidding along the cracked asphalt a few feet before the attack finally stopped.
His fist drew back to swing again, but Kise was faster, two hands slamming into his chest to force him backwards, before one reached behind his back, a flash of silver appearing in his hands a moment later, pointed at the most antagonistic of the bunch standing in front of him. His weapon was long, sharp as a blade...but the barrel beneath revealed a deadly secret...a gun. And with his finger on the trigger, Kise could attack anyone on the field without moving a step.
"If it's a fight you want, then fine. There's nothing you can do that I can't see..." the blond glared dangerously, pulling the trigger...a shot firing angrily across the field in the direction of the patch-wearing gangster with an incredible concussive force, "...AND Raise!" Quote: Kise RyoutaPhysical Attack - Target: Weston [Pierce] =========================== HatsuPhysical Attack - Target: Kise [Power Charge + Pierce] Heavy Fists - Pierce Effect (Passive) Auto-Rakukaja - Raise Defense [2/3] Hyper Fist - Hatsu's simple style is augmented even further; a passive skill which allows Hatsu to Power Charge any three attacks in a battle at no cost other than a lost 'token' (no turns are spent using Hyper Fist). Once all three 'tokens' are spent, he cannot use his Hyper Fist again in the battle. [Power Charge 3 skills in any given battle; no turn spent]
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2014 12:09 pm
 Sylphie
"Hold on, Hatsu!" a reasonably-familiar voice called as another member of the team appeared on the scene - accompanied by a vigorous, upbeat song to encourage his efforts. More than anything, Sylphie was an inspirational sort of fighter... one who helped bring out the best in all of her companions. The barrel of her Evoker slipped into her mouth a moment later, and as she pulled the trigger, the form of her Persona swirled into existence... then sent a massive wave of light across the field to tear down at Kise's health. A lot of things were dangerous on their own... but when you fought together, you could overcome anything!
...Which Hatsu could probably use a bit more of, poor guy. He meant well, but things rarely seemed to turn out so nicely if there was any way he could be embarrassed...Quote: Sylphie:Song of Battle - Permanent Tarukaja Effect on All Allies (Stacks) Action: God's Judgement (Target: All Enemies [Kise]) (Reduce HP by 50%)
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2014 6:01 pm
Seika Murakami 
"She'll be alright...All our strength is needed outside." A voice was heard just behind Haruka, the redhead already turning to look to the destroyed lobby, the broken door and the noise outside. She had heard the commotion before, and had made her way out of her room and down the stairs, only to find the supervisor knocked out and the other archer tending to her wounds. With that healing spell, Seika knew Yukari would at least be well. Right now, though...she wasn't sure who or what was attacking...and how the others were doing. The tattooed girl frowned, her fingers curling into a fist, before nodding back to the girl, for her to follow. Without any other words, she hurried outside, only to notice Hatsu attacking a blonde guy, the others in a fighting stance. The dark haired university student was thrown back, and she couldn't help firing up, darting forward as Kise was shooting at Weston. "We'll see about that!" Seika roared, throwing a roundhouse kick the blonde's way.
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Necromonium generated a random number between
1 and 4 ...
2!
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2014 8:04 pm
Rosealine Miina, and Rirouku Muramaro
Rose frowned as the man stated his intentions, wanting them to give out information on Tohru Adachi, or he'd level the dorm.
That guy from the Murders? she thought, shaking her head.
"We don't know anything about him!" she started, as Hatsu affirmed her own thoughts on it. Watching him start up the fight,. she gripped at her Evoker.
He's right....we have to fight. she thought, pressing the barrel to her head.
Haven't tried this much before, but now's as good a time as any.
"Helen of Troy.....Aphrodite!" she called, pulling the trigger. A First gunshot rang out, before twin mirrors seemed to shatter, two figures emerging from the shards as she held her shield. She had to use all of her energy to direct her Personae, but she had to hit the guy, hard and fast. Dark Energy Surged from Aphrodite, while Helen of Troy Gave everyone a bit of a Boost. She may have been able to use something, but an opening volley would be a good way of determining what to use on him...
Rirouku bit his lip at this, a bit frustrated he wasn't the first to attack, or unleash his power....But he wasn't about to let himself get showed up. If they were going to show this guy what they could do, they had to go all out....
Though, something about the guy....bugged him. If he could handle Yukari like that.....
"Xehanort.....Ein No Hikari!" he called, firing the Evoker out, and beckoning forth his Dual Personae. He had to focus....Even if the guy had some kind of Gun, they had to knock him back. Xehanort seemed to gather energy, while Ein no Hikari sent out a Burst of Light Energy, to go with Sylphie's, though much less considerable. He was going to start small...lead the guy into a False sense of security...and then....
Quote: Rose: [Aphrodite and Helen of Troy] Aphrodite: Judgement of Darkness. [Song of Battle Buff] Helen of Troy: Might Call. [Party's next physical attacks guaranteed to critical] [Might call in Reserve] Rirouku: [Xehanort and Ein No Hikari] Xehanort: Charging Ein No Hikari: Nirvana. [Song of Battle Buff] [Might call in Reserve] Rose: Weapon: Pretty Targe. [Power Charge + Wall spell at beginning of Fight. [Red, White, Blue Green] Armor:High Cut Armor. [Not active] Accessory: Retribution Wrist. [Heavy Counter, can cast Red wall x2] Rirouku: Weapon Soul Eater! [Does Low Fire/Dark on hits] Armor: Swanky Cosplay Gear. [Auto-Rakunda can cast Traesto, 1/3] Accessory: Studded, Fingerless Gloves. [1.25 increase to Physical attacks, 1-10 Stun odds. Much harder to Disarm]
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2014 8:17 pm
Haruka Falcom, The Young Archer Haruka's expression fell further when Yukari didn't respond, before Seika's voice caught her attention. She was right, despite her mentor's condition, she knew that now was a time to fight, she looked back at Seika and returned her nod, before pulling Yukari closer, and hugging her tightly, "You'll be okay, Senpai..." She would be, right?
Haruka gently lowered Yukari's body until it came to rest on the floor, take a nearby displaced couch cushion and placing it under her head.
Standing up, she looked at her one more time, before her hand curled into a tight fist. Darting back across the lobby, she picked up her bow and nocked another arrow as she headed to the door.
Seeing their enemy in front of her, the blond-hared Kise, she drew the arrow back and it started to glow blue, before taking on a new form. "You... You'll pay for this!" With that, she let the arrow fly, and it sped toward her foe. Quote: Unique Attack: Ashe's Arrow - Target: Kise [high almighty damage.] [3 post cooldown]
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Posted: Wed Jan 08, 2014 5:35 pm
Weston Smith"First of all, I don't know any Adachi loser. You want, I can get a guy who knows a guy to look into it, but first you're gonna have to ask nicely. Secondly, you think you can make Poker References at me and get away with it? Well I'll see your raise, and DOUBLE it. Naw, hell, I'll go ALL IN." Weston didn't flinch when Kise turned his weapon on him, instead putting up his own pair of pistols as he began strafing to try and avoid taking one to the gut. "I guess it's time for us to lay our cards on the table! Aigle, Aerika! It's Show Time!" Weston slammed the Evoker against the side of his head and pulled the trigger,a rain of blue shards swirling around him as they began to combine and take form on either side. Two forms, to be exact, as a pair o' goddesses arched their hands over the lucky son-of-a-b known as Weston, and combined their powers to let out a Persona Raid the likes of which would probably make Kise think twice about barging into HIS home, and making demands of Weston! I mean, did he even HAVE awesome double-Persona powers like Weston did? Because Weston didn't know he did either; until, you know, he'd tried using it just now. And I think there was something like an explanation he'd gotten back at the Mist Wall, or whatever, but he wasn't gettin' fussy over the details because he was still going to sell this SAD SACK's carcass down the RIVER. "I hope you like the taste of lead." Weston smirked as bullets began flying Kise's way in droves. It was rough, it was tough, it was an attack the likes of which even his teammates hadn't seen before and it was probably going to leave them in awe of just how darn awesome he was. It was like a tommy gun without the size, it was like a a gatling gun without the Terminator, it was like...well, it was like a lot of freakin' dakka, and it never woulda happened without the power of the sisters he used as a Persona, so he was thankful for that. Quote: Power Charge Crit Up: Critical Hits do more damage. Auto-Tarukaja Phys Boost Phys Amp Gangsta' Style - All Physical Attacks are Critical Hits Unload The Clip - Weston's Physical Damage changes to Almighty against enemies who Reflect it. Show Time (Persona Raid): Does 16 hits
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 8:08 pm
Kise Ryouta, the Doppelganger Ace and "Hard Luck" Hatsu Harima"Anything you can do, I can do better...I can do anything better than you." "Aa...I'll help!"They were skilled, these kids; he could already tell that they must have been through a lot, seen quite some variety of enemies with the way they were all attacking right now in unison. The pinkette was boosting the power of the team and the fist-fighter especially...but even that did not preclude her from sending a powerful light attack in his direction. A red-haired girl launched herself at him with a ferocity that would have made him absolutely flinch under any normal circumstances, and even now, made him take her quite seriously. His block was nearly shattered with the impact of her attack, his body skidding back, the bone-ringing sensation of her boot against him a feeling he wouldn't soon be forgetting. He regained his footing after a few inches of skidding, eyes scanning the field at the onslaught of follow-up spells flying in his direction; a darkness talisman beneath his feet that his feet swiftly drove his body away from...a light spell that crashed into him but without the sufficient force to keep him pinned down in place. He broke through and mimicked the movements of the blue-haired young man, that absolute confidence on his face reflecting the skill that his threats had promised...and in an instant a wash of Light passed over the other team, a far more powerful version of Rirouku's Nirvana returned upon them, cutting their vitality in half with an effortless grace. He danced through their attacks with the skill of a professional, but from the look of him he wasn't any older...in fact, was likely a bit younger than some of the team he was fighting. And the difference between he and the others was simple...it was pure, immaculate talent. There was a reason they were called the Generation of Miracles...in more than just their reputation on the court.
"I told you...I respect what you can do, but I'm..." a flash of silver and a grunt of exertion filled the air as gunblade steel met the powerful, blue-magic arrow speeding towards his body and redirected it, the physical arrow landing in the street with a sizzle while the magic washed over him, power significantly reduced...his determined eyes watching them, like a rival waiting for his foe's next telling move, "...faster, I'm stronger...and whatever you do, I can do..." His words were quieted soon by the cries of the gangster aiming to avoid his attack...and the rat-a-tat-tat crack of his Tommy Gun-like persona ability, firing across the way at him with a speed and power that would have torn him to shreds if he had simply stood still and taken it...which was why instead he mirrored the gangster's strafe and ran to the left, blocking and deflecting what he could of the attack, a few hitting but never finding the penetration that they likely had hoped to achieve. His feet suddenly planted at the end of the powerful barrage and he skidded to his knees, gunblade extending as well as his arm, aiming at the first target to come into his sights...a blue-haired young man who appeared to be something of a weak-link compared to his busty companion...perhaps lacking in the wild spirit of the gangster or the sheer determination of the fist-fighter. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he wondered if it ate at the kid, not standing out the way his flashy clothes might have implied he desired...but the time for thoughts like that was later. His finger found the trigger and he narrowed his sights, depressing it entirely with a rapid-fire crack that would likely set the whole team's alarm bells ringing with a terrifying pitch.
"You're good, but this is real talent!" he called out as the gun suddenly cracked, an identical sixteen-shot spray from his gunblade striking at Rirouku with a perilous force; the assault never letting up until the last bullet had fired...the last shot spilled from the barrel...and he stood back to his full height at the end of it, a sizzle crackling, steam rising from the steel as evidence of the heat of his attack. "You see? I can do whatever you..."
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His words were interrupted by the sound and fury of a fist crashing dangerously into the side of his face; the Hard Luck kid whom he had momentarily lost sight of reminding him that overlooking even one of the members of the team would be a major mistake. The blow cracked against his cheekbone and sent him skidding back dangerously, but even as he regained his footing and Hatsu drew back for another punch, Kise answered with an identical punch that forced Hatsu's feet to skid back along the street an equivalent distance. Both cheeks red and angry with the damage of the attack, their breaths began to deepen, exertion showing on their faces as they stared down one another before the Iwatodai Dormitory. The team's assault and resilience had provided a few openings already in Kise, but he answered each strike with an equivalently damaging blow. And worse, he seemed to be watching them...their every move committed to memory. And when he spoke again, he gave voice to the worries that may have been growing in the backs of their minds. "I've seen that type of attack now..." he warned, cracking his neck and stretching in preparation for the next salvo, "...next time, I'll give it back twofold. You should..."
"Aa..." the interruption from the magenta-eyed young man was as sudden as it was surprising, his fist clenched, the back wiping away the mark on his cheek with determination burning within...even despite the light damage that had stricken him, "You've been talking a lot...stop it. If you're here to fight, then fight. We'll stop you..." His fist clenched, eyes flashing to Seika...a reassuring feeling filling him at the sight of her wild beauty and determined eyes. "...and you can talk all you want after." Quote: Kise RyoutaSee and Raise - Perfectly copy and improve (either by raising the level one, or hitting all targets instead of one) upon one Skill List technique used by an opponent each turn. [ See: Nirvana - > Raise: God's Judgment - Target: All] Perfect Copy - Perfectly copy and use one custom attack of an opponent's each turn. [ Copy: Show Time - Target: Rirouku] Muscle Memory - Kise's incredible athleticism allows him to perfectly mimic the highest level of attack, defense, and speed amongst all the foes aligned against him. [Passive] =========================== HatsuPhysical Attack - Target: Kise [Power Charge + Pierce] Heavy Fists - Pierce Effect (Passive) Auto-Rakukaja - Raise Defense [3/3] Hyper Fist - [1/3 - Not this turn]
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Necromonium generated a random number between
2 and 4 ...
2!
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 8:44 pm
Rosealine Miina, and Rirouku Muramaro
Rose winced a bit as the Light washed over them, crashing with a force. The guy had used a powerful light spell.....And was looking at Rirouku menacingly. As everyone else continued their assaults, he matched them toe to toe, before taunting them again. As he started to load up a Salvo, she flinched.
"Riku!" she cried out, watching it move as if in slow motion.
Rirouku, though thankfully immune to the light spell that had washed over them all, had widened his eyes as the man copied Weston's move. He braced himself, trying to move quickly on his feet to avoid the Dakka, and almost succeeding for a bit....Before feeling wave after wave of assault hit him. He let out a sharp cry, though even with bruises, hurt bones, and starting to bleed from the mouth, he Endured.
"Ein No Hikari....Mend." he called, biting down on the barrel of his Evoker as he pulled the trigger. In a flash, the gunshot rang out, healing everyone back up to their Full potiential, as he gripped his Soul Eater.
"Xehanort.....We're doing it." he added, before his battered body suddenly launched forward at the blonde intruder, rocketing into him Several times with his blade.....before he landed a short ways away, and swung his sword high. "Top THIS!"
Though his move was only able to target one person, he tended to hit that one HARD, and even as he swung his blade down, after Kise would figure the attack over, the surge of Darkness energy that sprang up would prove him wrong.
"Rose, Now!"
Rose could take a cue like that As she felt her vitality returning thanks to Rirouku's Persona of Light, she pulled the evoker to her head, and pulled the trigger, summoning both of her Personae again. Helen of Troy sent a Debilitating Wave of energy over their Foe, while Aphrodite gave her the energy to Lunge forth with her own signature attack, aiming to slam into Kise with tremendous force, the moment Rirouku had landed on his feet the distance away, and brought forth the dark energy. She had no problems with the darkness, so even if the energy hadn't completely dissipated, she would be fine. Though, the man that was fighting them...was definitely tougher than your average guy. Quote: Rose: [Aphrodite and Helen of Troy] Aphrodite: Marshmallow Hell: 1-3 times with High Phys Damage with 1/5 odds of Charm.[Song of Battle Buff] [Might Called] [Power Charged] Helen of Troy: Debilitate: [Lower Attack, Defense, and Speed/evasion for 3 turns on one target foe] Rirouku: [Xehanort and Ein No Hikari] Xehanort: Dark Aura! [ 2-4 Hits Medium Dark and Physical damage, followed by a hit of Medium-High Dark Element damage. 2+number of hits turns to recharge. Must charge one turn to use] [Might Called] [Studded, fingerless gloves Boost] Ein No Hikari: Mediarahan [SEES-2] Rose: Weapon: Pretty Targe. [Power Charge + Wall spell at beginning of Fight. [Red, White, Blue Green] [2/3 turns of Ice resistance] Armor:High Cut Armor. [Not active] Accessory: Retribution Wrist. [Heavy Counter, can cast Red wall x2] Rirouku: Weapon Soul Eater! [Does Low Fire/Dark on hits] Armor: Swanky Cosplay Gear. [Auto-Rakunda can cast Traesto, 2/3] Accessory: Studded, Fingerless Gloves. [1.25 increase to Physical attacks, 1-10 Stun odds. Much harder to Disarm] Rirouku Nulls Light! [Roll here is for Dark Aura. Roll in OoC for Marshmallow Hell]
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