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lostcarnival2018-02-12 11:45 pm
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2018-02-12 11:45 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- 9s,
- @wismuth,
- alphys,
- amethyst,
- carly nagisa,
- ginko,
- gongenzaka,
- hinawa,
- inquisitor lavellan,
- jinx,
- john childermass,
- jonathan strange,
- julien delacroix,
- lambert,
- lapis lazuli,
- miko nakadai,
- nui harime,
- papyrus,
- peridot,
- renzo shima,
- steven universe,
- tallisibeth (scout),
- tyki mikk,
- yugo,
- yukio okumura,
- yūya sakaki
⇨ INVASION!
Who: Everyone! But especially HARBINGERS!
When: S2:D16-22
Where: All over Wismuth!
What: As the Harbingers reveal themselves, those among the carnival that Creation has chosen will start to discover new powers within themselves. It's because they're magical girls, yo.
Warnings: Harbingers being assholes.
When: S2:D16-22
Where: All over Wismuth!
What: As the Harbingers reveal themselves, those among the carnival that Creation has chosen will start to discover new powers within themselves. It's because they're magical girls, yo.
Warnings: Harbingers being assholes.
HARBINGERS OF VOID↴ On Day 16, the Harbingers begin revealing their new selves... in the form of wreaking havoc on the city! CY-Ren isn't looking for mass panic or serious structural damage - instead she wants constant annoyances and distractions, of the sort that will keep those that might be on her tail distracted from her true plans. However, when Creation is faced with the threat of twelve new Harbingers, it will have to fight in kind... ► HARBINGERS: Your job is to use your powers to create messes for other people to clean up! CY-Ren gives no specific instructions outside of a general framework... flex your powers! See what you can do. Don't destroy the city or anything, but give Creation a run for its money. She needs these civilians alive for her later plans. ► STAR GUARDIANS: Twelve members of the carnival have been chosen by Creation to fight in its name, even if they don't realize it yet. When confronted by the Harbinger's chaos, their Sparks will make themselves known in whatever form is appropriate to the character - and they will be asked if they are willing to use the power of their soul to fight the darkness. How this scene plays out can be flexible, but essentially they will find themselves faced with the question: are they willing to fight for the preservation of life? If they say yes, their Spark will emerge, and they will be able to trigger a magical girl transformation, as you do. ► CHARITY CONCERT: While everyone else is busy with the sudden rise of the Harbingers, CY-Ren's PR team is releasing a statement -- they will say that new information has revealed that there had been bomb threats made against the canceled concert, which are now being blamed for the damages. CY-Ren will make a personal statement, saying that in order to apologize for the failure of her previous performances, a new free to attend event is being planned for the near future - people who had tickets to the previous event and had to go home early get top priority! |
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If there is someone here, someone like the Harbingers, whose purpose is so vile, so awful that multiple people would get hurt if he didn't do anything, then Cole has to hurt them himself. That's how it was back home, that's how it is here.
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No... whatever it is, she'll handle it. It can't be that hard to keep Cole in check, can it?
"Got it," she agrees. Rita still doesn't know how much use Cole will be in a fight... but it looks like he's willing to do his part, at least.
"Let's go, then. We'll find those bozos, beat them up, and drag them back to the Carnival." A pause, and then she gives him a questioning look. "Can you tell if any are nearby? Or... I don't know, something out of place?" Rita would guess that the 'hurts' of people facing disasters or bizarre phenomena would be different than those of people struggling in their everyday lives. Maybe Cole can tell.
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"I can tell if people are hurting. But so many different things cause confusion." So no, he can't pinpoint directly where Harbingers are, but he can vaguely sort of pinpoint their aftereffects. Good for clean-up, not so much in a crisis.
"I can try, though."
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"This way." And he starts wandering down the street, towards a more populated area of the city.
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Francis does the same, his tiny feet pattering against the pavement as he runs alongside Rita’s feet. Though he doesn't look or act any different than usual, he's just as anxious as the rest of them to find a Harbinger and right some of the Void's wrongs.
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No Harbingers, no scenes of mass chaos and destruction, just a hospital. Which of course this makes sense: there'd be a lot of hurt in a place designed for healing. Cole even seems proud of himself as he looks at the front of the hospital, watching people go in and out.
In comparison, Nigella is giving Rita a look which plainly states 'I told you so.'
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"Cole... this is a hospital," she says slowly, tension creeping into her expression. "Don't you think it's kind of normal to find a lot of hurting people here?"
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While he does that, Nigella turns towards Rita and starts to scold in that high-pitched voice of hers. "Like I said, he's not a bloodhound. I haven't been with him that long but it seems he's just drawn to any kind of pain, no matter if it's the Harbingers or not."
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"I know that!" Rita hisses at the nug, shooting the occasional glance at Cole, just to make sure he doesn't wander off. "But I don't see you coming up with any better ideas!"
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Cole is a spirit of compassion, not a spirit of long-term planning. He goes where he can feel the hurts and he tries to make them better. What sort of better ideas did he need? This worked out fine for him so far!
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"We have to find people to help before you can do that, you know," she reminds him. And before he gets the idea of going into that hospital: "People in that building are already being helped. We should find people who don't have anyone helping them. Got it?"
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Rita grabs his arm and yanks it to try and turn him around to face away from the hospital. "Then we'll find somebody else, and we'll know what they need when we see them," she explains, forcefully.
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He just goes along as Rita forcibly yanks him away from the hospital. Alright, find somebody else, he can do that, they've got this. Cole frowns for a moment, trying to sense the hurt and the suffering before,
"Straight ahead," he says. "A few blocks north."
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She's not about to leave Cole in the dust, though, and she glances over to ask, "What can you tell me, Cole? Is it one person, multiple people? What kind of hurt?" He can tell those kinds of things, can't he?
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Which isn't very helpful to Rita but seems to be good enough of an answer for Cole.
When they reach the scene of the chaos, it's apparent what it is. Carly's been here. Inky black strings of something go from building to building, tying up cars, trapping people inside buildings, preventing people from going somewhere. One unfortunate person's caught up in the strings himself, dangling in the air with the strings wrapped around his feet.
"Daggers," Cole mutters. Nigella floats off of his hat, briefly turns into green light, then turns into two daggers which Cole catches as they fall.
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Nothing could prepare Rita for what they actually end up seeing, however. She stares, wide-eyed and incredulous, at the strings that fill the street. "Definitely looks like a Harbinger's work," she mutters.
...Which means that fixing it is a Guardian's job. Time to transform.
Rita touches her hand to her chest, which emits a soft glow briefly before her Spark manifests in the form of an orange-jeweled amulet. She holds the amulet up, and a whirlwind of paper kicks up around her. Under its cover, her clothes disintegrate, then reform into her Star Guardian uniform. The flying pages then collect against the amulet, and with a flash of light, bind into the form of her weapon: a large, floating book with an orange gem embedded in the cover.
Despite the flashy transformation, she doesn't strike a pose or give a speech or even really acknowledge what just happened. She just shoots Cole a casual glance. "We better get started. Think you can cut those strings?" With his... familiar? Yeah, it's pretty weird that his companion turned into a weapon.
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He does strike a pose at the end of it, though it's obvious he barely knows what he's doing. He also does a speech: "The thought of those dear to you: Guardian Memory!"
"There we go!" Nigella chirps. It's a bit odd as the sound comes from the daggers (which don't have mouths) but yep, she can still talk. "You're actually sounding like a proper Guardian now!"
Cole can't help but smile a little. Aw yeah, his familiar thinks he's cool, this is great and oh wait Rita's talking. "I can try?" And so, he reaches over towards the strings, attempts to slice one with the dagger...and it works! "Can you use your magic?" Cole asks, as he starts slicing through some more of the strings.
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Whatever. They've got work to do. "Yeah. I should be able to burn them, but..." Her gaze drifts upward, to a car tangled in strings against a wall, suspended high over the pavement. "I can't do this carelessly..." Simply burning away all the string at once would cause the car to come crashing down dangerously. Maybe there's a way to slow or cushion its fall...
Rita holds a hand over her book and wills the pages to flip themselves to search for an appropriate spell, occasionally shooting a glance back up at the strings to study their placement.
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"I can cut them," Cole remarks, as he looks up at the top of the car. "I'll still be safe."
That doesn't do anything to slow the descent or cushion the fall though, but it's one less thing for Rita to worry about with regards to her magic. After all, they're a team, aren't they?
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She pauses at one of the pages in her book. It's almost what she needs, but...
"You can change it if you need to," Francis tells her, speaking in front of Cole for the first time. "Just use the quill in your hat."
Puzzled, Rita reaches to her hat, plucks the feather from it... and sure enough, it's a quill. Who knew? With a flourish, she writes something into the page, then sticks the feather back into her cap and holds out a palm, directing the book to float over until it's positioned underneath the car in question.
"Ready," she informs him. "Take it down."
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Cole briefly looks sick, like the idea of comparing notes and Nigella gossipping about him makes him physically ill. Still, now isn't the time nor the place to talk about these things. He looks up a the strings, frowns slightly, then tosses his dagger at some of them. The dagger expertly slices through precisely two of the strings before stopping in mid-air and flying back to Cole's hand. He tosses the other dagger, which slices through two different strings.
The car creaks slightly: Cole's working on cutting through the load bearing strings. A few more tosses and the rest of the strings snap as the car starts to fall to the ground.
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Rita, in the meantime, remains focused on the task at hand. She holds out her hands and conjures the prepared spell.
"Rise up! Starlight Breath!"
What was originally a wind-elemental attack spell is now a much gentler force, pushing upward from the open book. The car lurches downward and starts to descend, but it's cushioned by the wind pressing against it. The shimmering air carries the vehicle down, down to the pavement... but the balance is difficult to maintain, and it drops, just those last few inches, with a loud thud that makes Rita wince.
But ultimately, the damage is minimal, and the book glides back to its place beside Rita.
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"That was good," he states, in a matter of fact tone of voice. "I like it when we help."
Of course, there's still a lot more strings that they'll need to cut if they want to fully help. People are still blocked in doors or in danger of tripping should they walk down the street. Cole frowns slightly, looking from the strings to Rita. "Can we cut multiple of them at once?"