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[the-tarnishedx]

With the gathering of the soldiers, it was difficult to shove down the hint of anxiety that had begun to rise up. The battle could go one of two ways, even if they could hope for the outcome of Radahn’s own army successfully winning the defense.

Eyes shifting to Radahn, she took in a sharp breath. “I’ll stay.” They answered, stepping back. “I’ll get my staff - make sure I’m able to provide some level of defense, if they manage to get this far.” They were not stellar in offensive combat. But, if needed.. they’d certainly fight tooth and nail to play defense.

Grafting. They had heard of that, too.. and had heard of just how awful of a thing it was. It was sickening, a despicable sort of thing that she didn’t ever wish to bear witness to. It was just one more reason to stay as far away from the Stormveil Castle as possible.

They opened their mouth to say something else, before pausing once the soldier had approached.

..And, oh.

The armies were nearing, then. That wasn’t good. Battles never ended well, even if one side would hold victory over the other. Losses were impossible to avoid. Soldiers would fall from both sides, until one side reigned supreme.

They chose to remain silent rather than making any comment, only dipping their head as they shifted to step back.

[muse-hodgepodge]

@princesslizzyfnafton continued from here

Moon watches her wake up, and tries to stop her from sitting up but was just a bit too late. He gives a little frown at her new injury, scanning her just to check and make sure that nothing else was wrong and to match her to a guest profile. "You can't sleep here because the Pizzaplex has been closed for hours... You do not have a guest profile that I can find. Might I get your name?"

[the-expendable]

@rivers-dakota //

“Then go to sleep, and I’ll make sure no creepy crawlies get to you.” It was an attempt to further convince the other into sleeping, if only for a short time. Hell, if she had gone that long without sleeping.. eugh, she didn’t even want to imagine.

“Is there any partially submerged platform? I could sit on the non submerged part, if there is.”

[amorouscasanova]

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[waveobeans]

@0rainy0muses0 for Izaya~

It was a ringing in his ears that made him stir. Vague memories of last night slipping in and out of consciousness. He was heading home, no issues… until someone jumped on his back? And covered his nose and mouth with something that smelled odd. Everything after that is foggy, though he's more than sure that he had broken a number of that idiot's bones in the scuffle before all went black.

With a groan, Shizuo sat upright. He brought a hand to his head, pulling it back when he felt something wet. Ah, blood. He hadn't realized his head was bleeding. Wiping what he could away so it wouldn't get in his eyes, he looked around the area. Tall, steel walls. One heavy door. One painfully bright light. And another person in the room, connected to him by a somewhat short chain attached to both their ankles.

Normally, he'd probably be confused. Maybe go check on the other. But there was no room for confusion at the sight of the other, very familiar, occupant. Just rage.

He pulled his leg, standing up and giving the other a yank in the process. “Oi! Flea, what the hell's going on! This has you written all over it!” Well, not really. His games tended to have more flair to them than this. But when stuck in a room with Izaya Orihara, who else was to blame?

[inspectorboobzilla]

"I take offence to that!"

[ask-prince-roman]

✨Open Starter✨

Roman is sitting at the mindscape's version of Thomas's downstairs workspace, working away at the computer, brainstorming ideas in one tab, writing a script in another tab, and editing something in yet another tab. Every so often he stops to sneeze or cough, but he doesn't stop working.

There is a pile of used tissues and a mug of tea that's long since gone cold on the desk next to him.

[foolish-space-owl]

@travelers-of-the-multiverse plotted for a starter!

It hadn't been too long since his lessons began to use his portal magic more efficiently for combat purposes but Stolas wanted to try and do more with his magic. Surely he had the capability to do so! Thus was he looking through his precious grimoire to find something that was similar to his portals. Hm. A spell to pause time of the target to freeze them? That could work. Thus did he begin to perform it, nearly completed when suddenly the door in front of him open to reveal Blitz. The shock of that plus his concentration snapping resulted in the owl demon shooting the spell to his beloved imp.

"Oh shit, Blitzy move!" Ah the warning was too late and the spell hit him. It wasn't fully completed so he was sure that the other wouldn't be frozen in place but he was worried about what might have happened so he rushed over, waving away the smoke. "Blitz, dear, are you okay??"

[silkthreadedneedle]

@travelers-of-the-multiverse plotted for a starter!

Hornet stood in Dirtmouth, waiting for the help that Ghost said would be coming. The Nosk population in Deepnest was beginning to bloom out of control once more. It was strange that this was the case but it also heralded the presence of a problem that needed to be addressed and quickly. If they were to escape into the rest of the kingdom it would be a huge issue that could call for the other citizens to grow angry and panicked and demand that Deepnest be sealed away. That was something the queen wasn't about to let happen.

[blindsidedloyalty]

@cordyiceps

Everyday work was particularly difficult today, goodness knows why. Standing next to the theatre, Zasp is trying his hardest to write down in his notes what exactly he was doing today, and it was not very easy when his hands were shaking and he was somewhat swaying on his feet. He felt like bugs must be eyeing him as if he was drunk.

He let out a stressed sigh, he feels lightheaded. He still has work to do though. He didn't like how much things were getting to him either. He felt bugs looking at him every now and then, and it was making him want to hide. They probably thought it was funny that he was struggling with such simple things. Maybe they were finding it amusing that he was hurt, with the bandage covering the harsh cracks on the side of his head.

Today was enough of a struggle, he didn't want to deal with his anxiety on top of it.

[goddess-of-rotx]

This was it. The final moments of the long fought battle. If there was any chance of him managing to recover from the blow, Malenia was about to ensure that he could not. For Miquella, she would. For him, she’d give anything.

She could feel it then, the festering of the rot under her skin. She had felt it far too often in her life, a curse that was granted in birth.

The blade dug deeper, her fingers clenching around the hilt until finally, it happened.

A bloom at her back, unfurling into something far worse than death.

This was it. This was the very moment that she’d secure her victory, and ensure her sibling’s backup plan could be acted upon. The blade twisted ever so slightly with movement of her arm, her next words being spoken with eerie calmness.

“We shall see about thy claim, Radahn.”

She could feel the damned scarlet rot practically clawing to get out. To bloom. Perhaps she had the other down for the count, and perhaps he’d collapse within moments. But then.. what if he managed to miraculously pull off the task of shaking her off?

It was a risk that Malenia was not willing to take.

[thesunshowl]

@travelers-of-the-multiverse plotted for a starter!

The battle was going long and hard, Amaterasu had to use every one of her powers to keep the Yami, the Ruler of Evil at bay. It was difficult and had even rendered her powerless at the start of the battle due to the accursed Day of Darkness stripping her of her powers. At least until she could earn them back throughout the battle. Each new 'form' of the outer casing that protected Yami being tougher than the last.

Finally though it felt like this fight was nearing the end. Yami was running out of his own tricks and her full powers were returned once again thanks to her Celestial Envoy, Issun. Now she just needed to finish this and end Yami's reign of terror upon the world. Though her ears twitch and she smells something strange, new, and powerful coming this way so she enters into a defensive stance and braces herself.

[muse-hodgepodge]

Heismay knew that, according to Reyna, there were many strange worlds out there. Sometimes he would come across places and things familiar yet different. Take the people here for instance. Some of the people resembled Eldea, Roussainte, Paripus, and even Clemar people. Yet they weren't quite the same still.

One other note was there was dragons here as well, yet they seemed to be sentient creatures, not raw forces of magic and power. So now, he is witnessing such a group of beasts attacking a village. He knows not why this is happening, but he will not let these innocents suffer. He sees another man, one that has dark skin and pointed ears, fighting them as well, so he joins the fray.

He draws his katana, and cuts into one of the dragons' wings. Far more flimsy in this world, they seem.

"You dare endanger these people?! I shall not stand by and allow this!" He calls out, his deep voice surprising for one so small.

It always seemed to be near Camp Dragonhead where the forces of Nidhogg attacked. Of course that was to be expected given that it was one of the defenses for the city of Ishgard. It was here that Zossaux found himself once more facing off against a hoard of dragons ordered by Nidhogg himself. The duskwight focused upon the task at hand, his glaives flying about the battle field as they cut into the hides of the dragons surrounding him. He was dancing through the attacks, using the steps to turn them into the attacks against the enemies. His dancing movements becoming empowered until he unleashed it all against his foes.

Zossaux's dancing attacks paused when he hears such a strange and deep voice coming from nearby. He turns towards the source of the voice and stops in surprise at the sight of what he sees. A small bat like being holding a katana... Facing off against the dragons behind him. "Ah... What...?" Was this a new beast tribe member? Wait, now wasn't the time for him to try and figure this out. The duskwight shakes off the strangeness of the stranger, continuing to dance his attacks at the dragons until finally they are all either dead or retreated back to where they make nest. With the threat of dragons gone the Elezen turns his full attention to the new bat-like being before speaking up, "thank you for your aide, but pardon if this sounds rude but, what matter of beast tribe do you hail from? Surely you are not from around these parts."

[the-expendable]

@ask-painter

Oh. Oh. It was speaking to her. Again. Despite fight or flight having most certainly kicked in by now, her whole body tense, she slowly turned to face the other. Work together? It would’ve sounded more appealing, if not for the fact of what had happened the last time she chose to trust the other.

“The Crystal?” Why would it want her to avoid the Crystal? Well, then again.. without it, the facility would no doubt be powered down. She wasn’t naive. Urbanshade would use that Crystal, and they’d likely use it to fix the Blacksite.

Eyeing him cautiously, she grit her teeth. “And how do I know that you’re not going to just turn around and kill me the minute it’s convenient for you? Again?”

[amorouscasanova]

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