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[attr="class","ihead"]DRAGON'S DANCE WITH DEATH
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EXPLOSIONS ROCK THE BATTLEFIELD. as the clown conducts its fiery circus, your trainers brave the harrowing expanse of mines. some bombs explode when knocked into each other; others, detonate from contact with rubble. under the caress of rain from
Adrian Malcolm's gyarados'
RAIN DANCE, many make it to the ringmaster's podium before the lighthouse.[break][break]
however, more casualties follow after @nicole's gardevoir.
Remiel Calcifet's flygon is able to deflect the incoming bomb away from its trainer- but not quite away from itself. as the explosion engulfs the dragon's lithe, verdant body, everyone would be able to hear the sad sound of its wings flapping one last time. a swan song. as the notes fade like wisps of sand, the desert spirit arcs backward, taking the brunt of the force before collapsing on to the festival floor in a motionless heap of scales. perhaps, his dragapult, wading in its ghostly shadows, can sense its passing through the umbral veil.[break][break][break]
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mateo martinez's dragonite suffers a similar fate. as the deflagration blooms forth, dragocess shields their owner from the ensuing blast by rolling to her side. the explosion catapults them on to the ground as cries of his name clamor above the high-pitched ringing resonating in
mateo martinez's ears. underneath the rubble, the charred body of his beloved partner lies without a stir. with a seraphim's softness, the vines of
Noelle Lane's venusaur soon snake through the debris and wrap themselves around his body for retrieval.[break][break][break]
[attr="class","ihead"]BLACEPHALON'S BULWARK
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the heavy steps of @creepy's tyranitar, clad with
IRON DEFENSE cause mini tremors with each step. they dwarf the tiny clacking of
Isra Nightingale's gait before she flies on her noivern, for her illusion is complete in both physicality and sound. as rain beads against its scales,
Adrian Malcolm's gyarados rejuvenates itself as its battle-worn peers seek purchase with their attacks. a heroic cry announces
Kazimir Wynter leap as he slice across the clown's body with his honedge, while
GUNK SHOTS and
SNARLS distract the beast. the
THUNDER WAVE fails to have an effect, the electrical shackles falling off its thin limbs.[break][break]
as the ultra beast suffers, the bomb planted atop the lighthouse begins to diminish further in size; however, the ball is almost halfway down its mast. the new year is coming.[break][break]
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the assault forces the blacephalon to retreat momentarily. it hurls one of its heads on to the ground, causing an explosion that hurls it backwards, closer to the lighthouse. bowing once more, the blacephalon raises its arms as it straightens its back. it digs its high-heels into the earth as a large
LIGHT SCREEN materializes before it with a dramatic
green sheen; like an unhinged mr. mime, the blacephalon pretends as if it is creating a vast wall.[break][break]
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the mines on the lighthouse structure begin to rattle dramatically. they too, glimmer with a
green sheen. they fly toward the
LIGHT SCREEN. some make it successfully as the wall absorbs them, while others fail to make the journey, exploding on jutting pieces of wreckage. they are not the only mines to shift, however.[break][break]
the
remaining bombs behind you quake, as if being drawn by a nearby magnet. it is clear that they too, want to be sucked into the
LIGHT SCREEN. curiously, the
LIGHT SCREEN seems to be charging up... as if it were becoming unstable... and you are in the way of the head-mines who desire to return to it.[break][break]
Ruby Walker's gothorita would be able to discern one thread from the future; should they fail to hurt the blacephalon or distract it from charging the wall, the
LIGHT SCREEN will explode, sandwiching everyone between itself and the bombs.[break][break][break]
[attr="class","ihead"]INSIDE THE LIGHT HOUSE
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TWO ARE ABLE TO SNEAK IN TO THE LIGHTHOUSE FIRST.
marie jules and
Olivia Abbiati find themselves entering from different entrances. a door. a window. perhaps, a a basement's bulkhead. nevertheless, they slip into the dark of the first floor. for a moment, they see nothing of importance. just a spiraling staircase, windows to the outside, storage crates... but something stirs in the darkness.[break][break]
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the whites of two eyes reveal themselves alongside the murmurs of some snake-like sound. sloppy, wet, and surrounding the spire's walls. should
Olivia Abbiati or
marie jules lean in closer, they would be able to see
dahlia goode, encased in a gelatinous cap with
eight tentacles wriggling from suspended white swings. for a moment, she seems lucid. her eyes bright with recognition of
Olivia Abbiati's face. she manages to utter one remnant:
"blackwell."[break][break]
the light fades, and like a fading firework, her stare dulls.[break][break]
suddenly, she stirs back to life. one tentacle reaches for
Olivia Abbiati's neck, tightening quick. four other tentacles rise from her body, the head of a sullen, emaciated lighthouse worker under each grasp. her jaw drops. a terrible scream lunges from the pit of her throat, and she bursts through the lighthouse door with
Olivia Abbiati in her grasp.
Remiel Calcifet,
Balder Schwartz, @creepy, and @bean2 are close and are the first to see
dahlia goode's transformed condition before everyone else.[break][break]
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dahlia goode soars close to the clown, and as the commissioner floats in the air, you may be able to discern that she does not notice anything else. she is wholly concentrated on
Olivia Abbiati, one of her tentacles still attempting to strangle the councilwoman.[break][break]
in the darkness, an escort gardevoir rematerializes. she hands
marie jules an odd spherical device. with a cryptic nod, she pats the
BEAST BALL in
marie jules's palm carefully before disappearing.[break][break]
currently, everyone is near or can be close to the lighthouse. the blacephalon is behind a
LIGHT SCREEN, while the commissioner floats near it. the new year time ball descends further.[break][break][break]
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what will you do?
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mod roll:
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[attr="class","ihead"]GUIDELINES
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below are several guidelines and notes you must follow and consider for the raid. please pm
shiv if you have any other questions. these guidelines will be trimmed or omitted for future mod posts in this event.[break][break][break]
you must
ROLL for this round as you perform your actions; this round, rolls
won't determine the absolute outcome of your actions.[break][break]
please include a
tl;dr of your character's actions; however, if any of your posts remain only as tl;drs by the end of the event (i.e. there is no actual written post), you will receive
no rewards.[break][break]
furthermore, if you have a "tl;dr only post" in the previous round and make another "tl;dr only post" that is unedited by the next mod post, you will
automatically fail your action with dire consequences.[break][break][break]
the next mod post will be on on 1/19, 12:00AM PST..
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PATISSERIE HM RP
