#stall and taunt memes is a way to go again.

[mxnxdrama]

Did Sparkle really needed him to stall for time? Maybe. Maybe not. After all, its either she can actually do it from the beginning, or she purposefully let herself stall to enjoy the show being freely served before her on a silver platter. The struggle between the 'tin knight' and destined death is quite the marvel for her after all, something she can wholeheartedly take great credit for.

A handiwork that she wanted to enjoy for longer. After all, its not every day that one could get a front row seat in such brutal intensity between both parties, with neither wanting to let up nor recoil.

'Can you act like we're in a fight for our damn lives here!' is what he barked. After all, there was dissonance in the atmosphere shared by everyone involved. While the monstrous meme aimed to kill, and Caelus aimed to fight for their lives by the skin of his teeth, Sparkle seem unbothered of such reality at all, as if it was simply a show she gets to experience live. A normal person would probably snap to attention after hearing that and actually focus on the gravity of the situation, but Sparkle isn't really quite normal now, is she?

For her merit however, she wasn't quite the slouch, even as Caelus carried her around close to him, what with her supporting him every couple of moments, that same power being used on him in crucial timing, allowing for him to hit much harder at the right moment.

Perhaps she does understand the seriousness of their current predicament, yet at the same time was also finding joy in it that she can't be bothered to show her concern at all? Sure, such reasoning would hinge on the absolute absurdity, but towards the Masked Fool? It most certainly can be the most logical reasoning.

The forewarning to close her eyes was heeded, the resulting sounds from the clash had Sparkle hum out in delight, hearing that sickening crunch of Caelus' bat hitting its mark.

Once they were in the brief clear, with the meme of destined death starting to recuperate in such a surprisingly advanced pace, the question about the 'favor' was finally garnered with a proper response.

"Hmm, I almost thought you've forgotten about it, little racoon~." She stated, a tone with full intent of teasing him as her eyes would now have that distinct glow again, and soon enough, several of the large goldfish from moments earlier would appear again, swimming about across the area they are currently located in, spreading out a wavy haze of sorts, quite similar to the one Caelus and Firefly had experienced before during that little 'trick' Sparkle had done to the both of them that sent them to this place for the first time to begin with.

However, this one lasted longer, persisted for a prolonged duration as it was repurposed to misdirect, to trick the beast before them.

Hence, Caelus would be able to see the effects of this illusory haze.

The two of them would be promptly undetected while the haze is active. However, as for what would keep the meme of death busy?

If their combined ingenuity would work against it, then those numerable gleaming eyes would see... illusions. Projections of its latest kill. Caelus would be able to see it too.

Multiple Fireflies spread out around the place, the symbol of Caelus driving force and motivation that has led him to this moment now being used as an object of distraction. An intentional, premeditated taunt that goes both ways.

A taunt towards the beast of death, to mislead it that maybe it wasn't really successful in scoring that kill.

A taunt towards Caelus, for if the beast would bite the bait, he would get to see these illusions of Firefly get 'killed' over and over again.

In some twisted way, Firefly managed to set both of them up, making the most out of the joy she can gather from having both him, and the meme of death strung up to her strings.

And maybe this was also her way to have Caelus unleash more of his wrath towards their joint enemy? Who knows what's going on in that head of hers, after all.

"Well, what do you think, little racoon? Is this 'favor' enough to your liking~?"

If he truly wished to see what's beyond the curtains, to make good on the sheer mass of expectant hell she decisively doles out to him..

Dying held no quarter as a possibility within his mind.

That goes for the both of them for this 'roller coaster ride'.

If she expected those words from before, biting accusations, a distinct reminder of how much the shackles of failure remain biting into wrist and ankles alike, it'd be successful. The severity of the situation was transformed into power that emboldens the limbs. Another firm breath was taken in, of the floral fragrance that's tucked by his figure, only for that utter frustration to be worn upon his face like the best sort of mask. "Can you act like we're in a fight of our damn lives here!" The sort he dragged her into technically.

Such details were neither here or there, not when their sparse, near carefree interactions in itself was quickly drawing the bestial presence's ire. If Sparkle found herself motivated to see if even Death itself could have the wool pulled over their eyes.

Caelus has to commit. That served as a simple enough fact.

Whatever she derived from terrorizing him had to serve as a good foundational base to focus that power, right? It would be the last thought his mind allowed itself to pressure a gargantuan claw found itself slashing forward from the opposing end, caring little if it sliced away at it's own violet scales in the name of this pursuit. Bracing his knees, the following action found itself perfect time as a firm stomp of the heel would bounce them into the air.

Throwing their bodies into a sudden pirouette, those fingers clenched securely upon her hip as they brushed by the danger of severance once again.

"You'll get your time. So relax n' see that you can give a show that can wow even me!" As much as it made the mind seethe, in the same vein, that melodious, taunting laughter certainly beats out that bestial roaring any day of the week. It was a sign that she's within the pivotal shape to turn this performance upon its entire head.

With the renewed height of his jump, gravity quickly follows up, pulling them into an abrupt descent towards a pillowy flourish of shadow as the vantablack nature of it's growing power nearly ensnare them in what looks like a hazy brand of fog. Ignoring the way his stomach flopped within, his ears strained themselves to what sounds like a measure of grinding saws growing louder by the second.

Death had no intention of making whatever mindless dance they perform to last any longer. The knowledge of rending and tearing, fears wrought from fallen prey, it catered to the maniacal creativity it issued by conforming the surroundings pressure around them. Within that dark veil, a multitude of those violet eyes would open, following them eagerly for the nearest sight of bloodshed.

What should've been a landing prolonged into a personal hell.

...

It should've been.

For within the Trailblazer's grip would that trusty bat materialize. A haunting visage of golden burning bright within those irises as his wielding arm lashed out, creating the chaotic noise of steel against glimmer curio, the cerulean haze of the bat striking like streaks of nebula as a flurry of strikes were issued. Wrenching saw blades from their sockets, utterly crushing the meat grinding tools into themselves, making them look like shattered mouths, to overarching swings that either blinded or punctured one of those very eyes.

This wasn't the fear it garnered before! Instead what Death would be blessed with was none other than pain, the way it'd worm the presence not into its joints, but into the scale of emotion that thrives within its core. It dislodged its concentration as the manipulation of reality briefly stalls back to normal.

Once Caelus had maneuvered into a steady landing at the bottom, not a beat was missed before his body shot like lightning to a sudden direction. Death continues to hover as that upper body reveals itself, allowing those violet, demon eyed wings to brace as a malleable brand of wing projectile as they launch forth, continuously skewering at the ground in hopes of gaining any leverage.

A sudden jump, holding Sparkle tighter as he slid upon his hip, dodging a few overhead swings before abruptly tapping back up into his prior sprint, the concentration hadn't been dented into the slighter as he kept ahead. Thankfully, their abrupt passing was surrounding a few of those sparking Dreamjolts reaching their end, that stupidly comical smile radiating upon them approval as another hurrah of Path power was blessed into their bodies.

For Caelus, it was enough to let Destruction pulse like vibrant life blood within his veins. It'd all start with him pivoting into a 180 turn back towards the beast in question.

Only for an advance to be made instead..!?

This brazen knight would advance with clenched teeth and a sudden siphoning of vitality, the replacement high of Fighting Spirit making up for the abrupt loss as that very aura flares around their bodies. "Might wanna close those eyes! Goin' blind'!" He grits out, ducking them both underneath a piercing claw, only to bounce into an instant a higher kick of momentum, both of their forms rendered into a blur. For an instant, his visage found itself a near ruthless image of Nanook himself.

Resonance Formation.

Cataclysmic variable.

Fiery wrath, the matter dissolving force of Antimatter, both of these energies would abruptly coalesce as a raging forth that seethes through that infamous bat to the bane of countless. Just the weight that nearly made it tear from his grip was agonizing fascinating, the struggle in itself only adding to his potential.

It'd be directly under that vulnerable underbelly would that devastating blow find the mark. Enough force to make Death understand as that entire crystallized body shuddered, only for an explosive swath of crimson energy to send its hulking frame going airborne as the shadowy dimension shatters from around them. For an instant the figure finds itself stunned, webbed cracks shifting from the vicious meme as it tries to regain its bearings from that unsuspecting law of Breaking.

As its frame managed to gradually recover (so frighteningly quick), the view of such tenacity made Caelus grit his teeth in growing annoyance.

Just what in the hell was this thing made of!?

"How's that 'favor' coming along!?"

[lilynetteoo]

Another typical Merlin, Jeanne, Qin Shi Huang. srsly these 3 does well in alot of challenge quests so far as I also used this team in yesterday against Nero Bride, Fionn, Napoleon.

Anyway I did end up losing half of my team during the last break bar, Then the bad card rng in turn 26 and 27 was annoying but the last turn give it enough to finish him off. 

note: Eric Bloodaxe skill does fail at times so keep an eye out that when u have the opportunity to atk. Especially when someone dies or the np area.

I couldn’t think of anything else to do it with apart from my main who had the units to 3 turn Eric Blood Axe challenge quest easily. 

Anyway if ur using the stalling method make sure u have taunters in the backline to take the hit for u if u lose any of ur frontline stallers.

[sr116-blog]

"Think Fast" OC Meme Part 2

This is the second part of a five part OC Meme I got from deviantArt. I am way behind on keeping up with this stuff, sorry.

Links:

Meme Intro

Meme Part 1

And now...

..:: || Phase Two, Personal Touch || ::..

You've survived phase one, now it's time to get personal >:3

5 and 7 are taking a shower, what's happening?

5 :: War-Prince Jothorr-Horics-Apudiin [FanChar - Animorphs] 7 :: Hiriin-Eillif-Gibyil [FanChar - Animorphs]

The aristh (an Andalite military cadet) stepped into the shower. It was a large one, one of the public shower stalls generally kept near pool complexes and such. Of course, earth was a strange place to Horiith, and he had no idea of such a concept as he looked up with his stalk eyes at the many shower heads above, his tail twitching in nervous anticipation as his main eyes looked for a potential threat. He would be ready to impress the legendary War Prince walking just behind him.

As for that high ranking Andalite, his own bladed tail was arched and ready, but held with a steady confidence. Jothorr's stalk eyes kept a sweeping vigil as his main gaze focused first on the shower heads, then upon the knobs that controlled water. He had heard of these places since the place called Earth had been explored. The pools were used for recreational swimming, and these artificial waterfalls known as showers for the humans to clean themselves.

The young one before him should have known too, if he'd paid attention in his schooling. Judging by the wary way Aristh Horiith was looking at everything, though, he had no idea what this equipment was for. A lesson should be taught here. So Jothorr reached out and tried the knob, figuring out which way to turn it so that the artificial waterfall they had stopped under would begin to dump upon them. He had no concern for his own blue fur getting wet as well.

The much younger Andalite reared up slightly tail whipping forward at nothing as he released a thoughtspeak shout of surprise, <Ahhh!>

<The humans call this place a shower, it is where they bathe,> Jothorr explained, his voice firm in the young aristh's mind, <By this point, that shouldn't be uncommon knowledge.>

Quick! 8 has walked in on 5 and 7 in the shower!!

8 :: Exsul-Issil-Impator [FanChar - Animorphs] 5 :: War-Prince Jothorr-Horics-Apudiin [FanChar - Animorphs] 7 :: Hiriin-Eillif-Gibyil [FanChar - Animorphs]

Exsul-Issil-Impator was another aristh, and could not help but wonder where the other two Andalites on this mission had gone. Wandering through the area in search of them he heard the thoughtspeak shout that Horiith had unwittingly broadcast far too openly. While it could be hard to tell where such voiceless communication was coming from, the Andalite people had evolved with it for eons. Exsul, therefore, was able to track his crewmate to the public shower.

Hesitantly he entered, uncertain of what waited. Inside, what did he find? Jotharr the great and fear inspiring War Prince was fumbling to maintain his footing on the wet tiles, four hooves scrabbling beneath him in search of traction. Horiith had already succumbed to the slick surface and was sprawled across the ground with great humiliation, his bladed tail flicking agitatedly.

Somehow an abandoned shampoo bottle was knocked over, the top sliced off (presumably by a tail blade). The soapy substance oozed its way out, and finally plopped onto Horiith. It coated his stalks, and again he let out a thoughtspeak cry of agony, <Aaagh! It burns! What is this slime weapon!>

<The tiles are impossible when wet!> Jotharr raged skittering towards the exit, <How do human use such environments daily!>

Exsul blinked all four eyes in stunned silence, not daring to set another hoof into the shower. If either of the others were injured for their foolishness, they could heal through morphing...he had no such luck if he became trapped in the slippery fiasco, <Good luck, Horiith! War-Prince Jotharr, you've nearly made it sir! >

With little pity for his fellow aristh and tormentor, Exsul focused mostly on trying to help the War-Prince to safety without exposing himself to danger.

While 8, 5 and 7 are busy, lets see what 1 and 12 doing in the hottub!

1 :: Ardell Mort [Experiment 666] 12 :: Noriko Gijouhei [FanChar - SamCham]

Noriko closed her eyes as she learned back in the hot tub. She had been hesitant at first, but eventually it was explained that it was rather like a hot spring. This strange limbo between universes was a mash of technologies from all the different realms they came from, and she was overwhelmed and anxious about it all. A nice hot spring...or hot tub...visit would do nicely.

Suddenly a disturbance in the water alerted her to someone else's presence. Her dark eyes snapped open as the elder Japanese woman shot a look at the intruder.  His own eyes were shut in a grin as he faced her, "Hello there! Lovely day for a dip in a hot tub...Bubbles away the stress."

"Of course..."One of his eyes eased open, spreading his face into a cheeky wink, "There are other ways to work off one's stress as well~"

"How dare you!" Noriko drew away, attempting to cover herself, "I am a married woman, and far too-"

A sigh escaped the man, "Married, unmarried, does it matter? You are still beautiful, and beauty should be appreciated, shouldn't it? Are you appreciated, Noriko?"

A funny sort of sensation swept over the woman she looked into his blue eyes.. on one hand, she was ill at ease with his forwardness, and blatant attempts to sway her affections from her husband toward himself. He was a much younger man, it was a scandal and likely a blackmail scheme! On the other hand, she was flooded with the sudden sense that no, she wasn't appreciated. Her husband and son had ignored her objections to the boy's former fiance, which had lead to disaster. Yet she was still viewed as the wicked one in that scenario.

"Who are you?" She breathed out, "How...how do you know me?"

"I'm an admirer," The young man smiled, reaching up to tease a strand of silvered hair, "My name is Ardell, and I see how much you do for them...try to look out for them. They take it all for granted, though. Such a shame..."

Think fast! 11, 10 and 2 crashed 1 and 12's party in the hottub!

11 - Sister Agnes (aka Madeline Dawson) [Experiment 666] 10 - Umiko (Age 9) [FanChar - SamCham] 2 - Hiroshi Gijouhei [FanChar - SamCham]

Gripping tightly to the sunflower she had for her mother (it was purchased in the final bit of Part 1 in a trade) Umiko raced through the unknown melding of realms that formed the meeting place for this random crew. Sister Agnes, who had purchased the flower along with her own bouquet in exchange for a future favor was running to keep up with the child.

"Wait, little girl!" She found it hard to match the youth's pace, "I...I can't just let you run off alone!"

As the two females raced past, Hiroshi looked up from his wheelchair and immediately locked his sight on the child with the sunflower. There was something very familiar about her, for sure. She reminded him of a woman he loved...and a man she had married. Quickly he pushed himself off after them.

It was even harder for him to catch up, with their head start.  Eventually though, Sister Agnes caught Umiko, which allowed Hiroshi to catch them both. Only then did they realize how awkward the situation they had walked in on was.

"Oh my!" Sister Agnes swept up Umiko and covered the child's eyes to shield her from the scene of Ardell's blatant attempts at seducing Noriko.

Hiroshi's chair jolted as he suddenly stopped, his dark eyes gawking at the unexpected and unwelcome sight, "Mother?! What on earth is going on?!"

Noriko was suddenly brought to her senses and pulled hastily away from the young stranger, looking in shock at her son, "Hiroshi? I..."

Ardell sigh and leaned back against the side of the hot tub, a pout on his features, "Now my fun is ruined..."

4 just found out that 9 used their toothbrush to scrub the toilet!

4 - Trinity Dawson [Experiment 666] 9 - Galbin Mort [Experiment 666]

As Trinity brushed her teeth, she thought something was off; a strange sort of taste from the bristles that blended with the minty paste. Pulling the brush from her mouth she  spat the froth in the sink and fought back her gag reflex.

An obnoxious laugh sounded from behind the shower curtains, cuing her in to the fact she was not alone. The curtain pulled back to reveal a boy of around twelve with a wicked grin and mischief in his bright yellow eyes. His red hair was pulled into a high bun and freckles dotted his face, "You actually used it! Stupid girl, a literal potty-mouth!"

Trinity's eyes widened with realization as he spoke. The toothbrush flattered against the sink as she dropped it and heaved, needing to vomit, but finding the taunting boy no seated on the toilet and no trash can in sight. The only places to empty her stomach were the sink, floor, or tub.

"Oh. You could probably use this toilet about now, hmm?" Galbin canted his head in thought, "It would be rather nasty to puke anywhere else...I could move...for a price."

"You're Terri...ble" Trinity gagged out between waves of nausea, testing the door to find it locked somehow.

"Well, of course," Galbin shrugged, with a bored smirk, "It's the quickest way benefit. If you don't see that, well...You're only human. Now, how much do you have? I'm sure you don't want to scoop chunks of vomit out of the tub. So empty your wallet, or give me some valuable trinket, we can call it even at that."

Without putting up further argument Trinity dug out her wallet, but had no time to hand over any cash before doubling over and emptying her gut on the floor. The wallet dropped to her side as she braced herself on the sink. Hopping to his feet and carefully avoiding the splattering bile, Galbin grabbed up the wallet and easily opened the door, "Then this is payment for cleaning your toilet! Good business! And I don't do floors, you're gonna scrub that up on your own!"