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Post by waybig1010101 on Sept 6, 2017 5:49:30 GMT
"Stupid hole," he mumbled as Shin examines the imprint and out of pure curiosity places his own fist inside. He quickly notices how much smaller his hand is compare to whoever punched the ground here. As his hand is inside the small crater inside of the larger crater he could easily sense a strange energy within this place. It almost seems to be emitting from this spot right here. Oddly enough it almost appear to him that the lingering energy is the true mark that has been place here, and the crater just an after affect. He couldn't figure out the energy here, but the familiarity of it is eating him from the inside. "Whatever, thinking about it now isn't gong to help me."
He slowly makes his way out of the crater by running up the walls at inhuman speeds before being force to climb the rest of the way. As he reaches the top he notices the pentagram once again, and an idea pops into his head. Summoning a sword, which is made of pure Mizukara energy, he plans to slash the weird looking pentagram as he seeks to cut the weird energy pattern, yet he stops himself as he reflects on the last message Shin has send him. Sighing in annoyance, he puts the blade away and instead searches for any weakness in the foundation of the school he could exploit, so he can reenter the building.
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Post by TimePuppy on Sept 9, 2017 21:07:40 GMT
"Are you really worried about that?" Arthur chuckled. "Listen, if I really cared about it, I'd have attacked you the second I realized I knew you. But I met a few Dolls so far and you guys aren't really that bad. You just have a bad boss."
There wasn't time to discuss any of this now though. Sakka remained silent, but three new silhouettes appeared. It took him a second, but Arthur recognized the two short ones. "Guys, I know those kids. I'm not sure what's going on, but don't hurt them."
He ran towards them and when he was close enough dropped into a sliding tackle, to knock Kiko off her feet. If he succeeded, he would try to bind her with icy shackles.
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Post by Kuma on Sept 12, 2017 4:37:47 GMT
Aishi and Kenka seemed unfazed by the display of Jane’s abilities, just side-stepping her initial spray. The water falling from above had drenched their uniforms and flattened their hair, wet bangs partially covering their ominous eyes. The acidic liquid bubble upon hitting the tiled floor, slowly eating away the ceramic as the sprinklers poured water on them, each droplet causing a small puff of steam upon burning up after hitting Jane’s foam. Kenka took point, moving at surprising speed with a peculiar stance, his hands tightly packed into his pockets. He rushed towards Jane and Kuroki, seemingly aiming to attack, but at the last moment he jumped backwards, backflipping as his hands moved in a flurry of motions. From the blur caused by his superhuman speed a shower of coins almost capable of matching the water from the sprinklers was shot directly at the Doll, like golden bullets spinning after being launched rapid-fire from Kenka’s thumbs.
The clinking of the coins echoed in the hallways, but instead of reaching the intended target the coins smashed against something strange. A substance akin to black fabric, floating as if it was underwater, created a barrier between Kenka’s attack and Jane. Kuroki, who up until then had kept the umbrella on him, was standing with his arm submerged in the substance, or better put it was the source of it. His umbrella was laying on the floor besides him and his eyes, of a deep crimson, burned with the intensity of a full moon in a starless sky. -Yasui-san’s discipline has been a matter of great importance I’ve been ignoring so far, could you please keep his friend occupied while I deal with it.- Kuroki talked to Jane, not with the tone of a request, but with a clear imperative voice while he took his jacket off, hanging it in the corner of a wall -This won’t take long.- He said as he started to roll up his sleeves, the shadows around them swiftly moving through the ground and fusing to his own until underneath him a pool of swirling black energy was surrounding his feet.
Aishi, who had used Kenka’s attack as cover quickly passed pages on one of his notebooks and with a clear voice he recited.
Ten petals of fire burning brightly, beautiful and terrible, shame.
As he spoke flaming petals of Sakura appeared around him, flowing as if a powerful gust of wind surrounded him, spinning and rippling while carrying the burning flowers that released a vibrant and fragrant smell piercing even through the constant water of the sprinklers. With a half cocked yet charming smile Aishi spoke directly to Jane. -Nothing personal little lady, but you need to disappear, as beauty is only beauty if it is passing, like the flickering flame of a candle that shines brightly before vanishing, swallowed by darkness once again.- He bowed as he shuffled across the pages of his notebook. -I’ll make sure that your death is at least beautiful to behold.- And then he continued the first Haiku with a second verse.
To be used to burn, to serve as heralds of death, a sad and shameful end.
And with those words the flow of burning petals moved towards Jane, ready to engulf the young Doll in flames, fire hot enough to be capable of surviving the current downpour. Kuroki was busy stopping the continuous machine gun of coins that Kenka had become, so he wouldn’t be able to protect Jane, she was on her own.
Before Arthur even began his movement Fathiya was already running, the growl of a large feline echoed in the hallways as she passed the dashing Frost Wizard and continued running not just in the floor, but also in the walls and roof, a spiral of incredible speed and agility, long and elegant strides, more akin to a cheetah rushing towards a prey than a human. The low light hide her features until she got closer, but the Dolls could see her once she got close enough, her skin now spotted and her eyes with feline irises. Her speed was beyond human and so were her claws, that swiped golden lines through the air directly aimed at Martha with unmatched speed and ferocity. Fathiya didn’t spoke, she just roared as she delivered her attack. But she didn’t stopped with that, as upon reaching the ground her claws granted her enhanced grip, that allowed her to unleash a veritable twister of kicks, at first easily confused with some kind of break-dancing base fighting style, but there was some clear difference, more fluidity and actual martial inclination, making this offensive more in the lines of capoeira.
Kiko and Kichi moved as one, but pulling a series of handstand backflips to avoid Arthur’s grasp and then, without losing a step, both kicked the same spot in front of them with horizontal kicks. -Sorry Cromwell-san.- Kichi said with a sarcastic smile as he moved. -It seems you went end up being my new brother in-law.- Kiko blushed, flustered and barely managed to say. -SHUT IT!- Before their feet reached the same point and a burst of compressed air pushed the water from the sprinklers away from them. A sphere of wind flew from the point the kicked, directly aimed at Arthur. They repeated the action in the different angles, always moving with mechanical precision and coordination, less fit for soccer players and more in the realms of synchronized swimming. When they finished their flurry of attacks 5 balls of wind were flying towards Arthur whistling as they cut the air in front of them, all moving in curved trajectories trying to hit the Frost Mage square on the chest.
There were a couple of actual entrances that Shin could use, surely the doors that would normally take somebody to the school basement. The issue was that most of them were a bit away from the edge of the crater.
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Post by HungryHunter on Sept 12, 2017 6:49:52 GMT
"Discipline!? Were they always like this!? Why don't you sound surprised and terrified!? Are you part of the seamstress guild!?" Jane yelled the last when she saw Kuroki's shadow commanding ability and mistook it at a glance for the fabric it resembled. Jane retreated when Aishi approached her. "That's not true at all! Lots of really pretty things last a long time! Like, uh, Vincent Van Gough's Starry Night! I like that a lot and it's like a hundred years old!" She babbled as she backed up. "Eep!" She yelped when he summoned is petals.
She was tiny and fat, without even so much as superhuman strength or speed. What was she supposed to do!? She turned and ran as hard as she could from the petals, but it was no good. She sprayed up a wall of foam, and it stopped a few petals before melting away in the indoor rain. She took another step back and summoned up another wall of foam. Normally, they would last about ten seconds before they ate too much of the floor to support themselves. With the water, they were barely lasting three. She would run out of foam long before he ran out of petals, and she couldn't shoot any further than a foot in these conditions. Something snapped in her mind. She got it.
The only way out was forward. She was a cornered rat and she was going to bite the fuck out of Aishi. She didn't step back with the next petals, instead moving forward. Her wall of foam faded away just as quick, but she was covered just long enough to move forward. Her breath was shaky. She could barely see through the tears in her eyes. It was all she could do not to wet herself. She raised her hands and made a final wall of foam as close as she could get to Aishi. She crouched behind and heard petals snuff on it, then lunged right through its collapsing remains at Aishi's legs. The foam on her shirt began to eat through, but she didn't mind the damage when it blunted a petal that landed on her.
There was a sharp pain, but not for long. The sprinklers and foam combined snuffed it, leaving a smouldering hole on her back that felt much worse than it looked. "Aishi, why!? You were nice!" She yelled as she charged at his lower limbs, trying to knock him down to make grabbing at his book much easier for her short arms. To an ordinary living being, the foam on her body was merely annoying, destroying clothing and personal affects and being slippery but utterly harmless to the skin. Already the bubbles on Jane were washing away, barely having made a dent in her school uniform.
"Some people aren't so gracious." Yuu thought of several people, some closer than others. "What the fuck!?" Martha's voice made her move forward. Martha had just jumped back, turning possible disembowelment into scratches across her stomach. "What the fuck is wrong with you! Ow! Ow!" Martha defended her head from Fathiya's flurry of kicks. "Stop it!" Martha stomped at Fathiya's anchored claws with the hopes of breaking them and disabling further breakdancing. Yuu moved in behind her, not certain how to proceed. Somebody as fast as Martha was far out of her range. She wouldn't want to risk killing her in an attempt to land a nonlethal blow, something much more likely when you're struggling to land a hit at all.
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Post by TimePuppy on Sept 12, 2017 12:55:10 GMT
The twins were faster then Arthur expected. Oh yes, there were definitely super powered. In retrospect, that explains the fantastic skill they displayed on their way to school. Boy, the JHWAB sure did underestimate what was going on in this school.
No time to think about that though. The kids started kicking air balls at him. The first he dodged by a hairs breadth. The second he jumped to the side to avoid. The next two he jumped from wall to wall to avoid. The fifth was too fast however and caught him midair. He put his arms in front of his chest to block the hit and was blown away. Arthur twisted his body like a cat and landed on his feet, sliding a few more meters on the slick, water-covered floor.
And he smiled.
"That really hurts, you know." Arthur shook his arms to emphasize his words. "But I like it. You're making this interesting. Fine. I will, too." He snapped his finger and wave of cold spread through the wet floor and walls which ended up coated in ice. That didn't impact his mobility in the slightest, but... "Let's see you flip around like that now."
He charged forward again, still smiling, and created two ice shields, one on each arm. That should help him deal with their projectiles. "Now show me how good you really are." He still didn't want to hurt them though and would again only try to sweep them off their feet and freeze them to the ground, going after Kiko again.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Sept 23, 2017 3:14:25 GMT
Shin takes a moment to take a deep breath before jumping towards the bottom of the school, where he manages to impale his blades into the foundation of the building. From there he repeatedly stabs and swings until he makes his way to an entrance. Eventually he gets back inside. At first he is a bit confused by his surroundings. He could feel that something is different, but he didn't have time to waste on trying to figure out the source of this strange sensation. Instead, he focuses on using his senses to locate his companions. He slowly makes his way throughout the first floor of the school, but he couldn't find any path that would lead him to the others. "What the hell is going on here..." he whispered to himself as he searches for the right hallway to take.
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Post by Kuma on Sept 27, 2017 3:27:13 GMT
-Sorry little lady, but a man gotta do what a man gotta do.- He once again opened his notebook and took his pen, but his attention was caught by the scream of pain uttered by Kenka, who after throwing a couple more coins in Kuroki’s general direction discovered that he was outgunned in the fight, as the Headmaster’s strange shadow powers surged like a bouquet of tendrils and forced him into a wall, quite literally. The Delinquent Student was basically recessed into the wall, cracks forming around his body. -KENKA!- Aishi shouted as his focus turned to Kuroki, who was still standing, his arm rapidly returning into its normal shape.
The pain of a pal is something I do not want and you'll pay for that
Aishi threatened the Headmaster and started scribbling, but his hand wasn’t as fast as Kuroki. He became a bundle of shadows that flew towards the Poetic Student and crashed into him with wolf-like ferocity, cracking the wall behind him. Aishi slumped down to the floor as Kuroki returned to his proper form. -It seems that her dogs can only bark.- The Headmaster looked down on Aishi as the water kept pouring from above. -Still that was beautiful barking Aishi-kun, I must admit I might miss you, even when you…- Kuroki stomped the dazed student on the face, and instead of receiving crimson splatter for his problems, a spurt of jet black liquid surged from the melting face of Aishi.
-Are not even real.- The Headmaster ended the sentences while the water kept dissolving Aishi and Kenka, slowly turning into puddles of thick black ink. Kuroki, without turning around reached for something in his inner pocket and threw it to Jane. A small red vial flew towards the Doll. -Drink it, it will help you with your wounds, just chug it in one go and keep close to me, I don’t know how many of her puppets we might find.- Kuroki knew that Jane's foam might prove useful later on if he needed to pass through any blocked paths.
Martha’s feet didn’t even connect Fathiya’s hands, as she jumped with finger strength alone, keeping the momentum of her spinning kicks and redirecting it upwards. The Track and Field Star reached the ceiling feet first, her eyes shining like the eyes of a cheetah under the moonlight. The sound of claws piercing concrete was more than enough evidence of her latching into the ceiling. She growled as a faint cheetah shaped aura appeared over her, she burst down and bounced in the floor and walls with ever increasing speed, moving through Martha and Yuu while launching several dozen claw attacks at blinding speeds. Her movements were completely off the scale, clearly superhuman. She always placed her hands first when landing on a new surface before bouncing back away and keeping her flurry of multi-directional lunges.
They Karakuri Siblings kept shooting spheres of compressed air by kicking them, sparks coming out of their feet each time they did. But Arthur’s shields wouldn’t be pierced by an attack of that magnitude. The Frost Wizard, cleverly, attacked their legs, trying to hinder their movements. Both Karakuris got frozen in place, swept off their feet and glued to the floor by Arthur’s icy grasp. -No fair! We don’t have fancy Ice powers.- Kichi childishly complained, struggling in vain to escape the frozen restraints. Kiko sighed. -Stop complaining and just wait, Ken-aniki is going to be here in no time, he will bust us out.- The female half of the twins was talking about their elder brother, Ken Karakuri.
Moments after Shin came out from the door, he would be able to hear an incoming projectile, not aimed at him, but at his side. Standing behind a pillar Seicho Matsumoto was standing half-covered by the concrete support, his eyes shining with purple light and his hands busy setting up his slingshot. The sphere shot first got deep into the brick wall, proving that it was quite dangerous. -I knew there was something dangerous about you the moment I saw you, the same goes for all the new students.- Seicho had lost his usual happy-go-lucky, almost awkward, tone, now being much serious, fitting to his extremely severe expression. -Is my job to keep the school free from any supernatural threat, like my family takes care of those menaces in the city.- He loaded another metallic sphere on his, quite advanced looking, slingshot. -Are you going to make this difficult,“friend”, or are you willing to cooperate.- Clearly something was very wrong with the Teen Detective, if Shin used his enhanced senses he might notice the same energy he saw underneath the school forming the complex design was inside Seicho, connected to the floor as if there was some kind of circuit between the student and the school, the energy moving in waves,.
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Post by HungryHunter on Sept 28, 2017 0:24:18 GMT
Jane realized that Kuroki's powers only resembled threads when he rammed Aishi. Jane could feel the force of the attack rumbling the floor. Just what was the headmaster? And what were Aishi and Kenka? Her stomach became a pit as black as Kuroki's shadows when the headmaster killed her friend and he began to melt away. She couldn't help but watch his features melt away. It was like a time lapse video of something rotting, but there was no skull, just more ink to wash into the cracks of the wall. "Gkk." Jane made this odd noise a second before she doubled over and puked. Her nose stung from the smell and her tears, and she had turn and face the wall until her stomach stopped whirling like a Dervish.
She jumped when Kuroki's vial hit her shoulder. She turned her head to look at it lying there on the ground and her brain turned off. She gently picked it up and swigged it, feeling her shoulder heal at once. "Thank you, sir." The words formed automatically. With equal roboticness, she walked forward. She didn't think about her friends. She didn't think about what was happening to Yuu, and Martha, and the rest. She didn't try to guess who and what these people really were. She would let it wash over her like the tide and be like plastic. The water just runs off, never absorbing, and soon the plastic is dry. An eye staring at nothing twitched. It was the only way to stay sane.
Martha could feel her kick missing and looked up at Fathiya before her next series of lunges. She saw the spots and feline eyes clearly for an instant. It was all very confusing to Martha. She had barely paid attention to Fathiya before, but now she seemed rather more awesome. Then began the next wave of assault. She was faster than Yuu, which helped her avoid a good deal more damage than her companion. She mostly got cut superficially across her forearms and back and her legs, places she couldn't block. Yuu had a fearsome series of gashes on the left side of her chest and three down her forehead in addition to the same superficial lacerations Martha dealt with. Luckily, the cuts on her face didn't bleed into her eyes. One of the perks of being a doll. Still, they all stung, especially the chest wound.
Yuu held her chest and tried to keep up with Fathiya's movements, but it was impossible. She could only deflect blows by sheer luck, and it was quickly wearing her down. Luckily, watching Fathiya did give her a plan even if it failed to give her the right reactions. "Arthur! I need spikes on the walls and ceiling around us!" She called to the ice mage. Hopefully spiked surfaces would prevent her springing off of them, or at least slow her down as she tried to avoid impaling her palms. "You want to impale her!?" Martha cried in disbelief. "Do you have a better plan?" Yuu asked as she deflected a claw from ripping open the other side of her chest.
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Post by TimePuppy on Sept 28, 2017 21:48:09 GMT
Arthur managed to bring down the siblings without hurting them too badly. He dusted off his hands, satisfied with the work he did.
"No fair! We don’t have fancy Ice powers," Kichi complained.
"And I can't kick air. We just have to work with what we've got. Make some new techniques in the future. You play football. You should be good at coming up with tactics."
"Stop complaining and just wait. Ken-aniki is going to be here in no time; he will bust us out," Kiko said.
"Good. Call me when he gets here. I'll be over there," Arthur gestured toward the other battle happening in the hallway.
He ran over to join the dolls in their fight. First he created a wall in the hallway past the fighters so Fathya couldn't run away that way. The side pointing towards them was covered in spikes, not big enough to impale someone as Yuu suggested but big and sharp enough to cause serious pain to anyone who ran (or jumped) into it. After limiting the battle space Arthur threw some frostballs at the walls and ceiling to cover it in ice. The ice formed more spikes of similar size to the ones on the frost wall.
"Alright kitty, you're at a disadvantage now and I'm on a roll. I don't wanna hurt you, so I suggest you give up now."
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Post by waybig1010101 on Oct 1, 2017 1:58:19 GMT
Upon hearing the incoming projectile, the young swordsman steps to the side and turns around into a fighting stance. "Seicho what's going..." Shin said as he prepares to lower his blades, but stops once he examines his classmate with his enhance vision and see the same energy affecting him that he found underneath the school. He quickly bites his lip as the Teen Detective proceeds to point his loaded slingshot at him. He understood what is going to happen next. He hated the idea of hurting his new friend, but he had no choice here. "I promise you, when this is all over, I'll treat you to some nice Rice Krispies treats." He reshapes his weapons by manipulating the mizukara energy that gave the swords their shape, and removes their razor sharp edges, thus transforming them into blunt swords. Afterwards, he charges forward in a zigzag pattern as he tries to close the gap between himself and Seicho, while also making himself harder to hit. However, his movements are not nearly as fast as they were against the helmet wearing teacher with the monstrous arm due to the lost of his clone, which cost him a considerable amount of Mizukara energy. Still, he has enough energy remaining to energize his body to move faster than any regular human could possible hope to follow. Once he gets close enough, he plans to strike the Teen Detective in the stomach with the blunt end of one of his swords, while also delivering a quick elbow strike to his jaw. Hoping the swift combination would be enough to knock out Seicho.
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Post by Kuma on Oct 3, 2017 2:47:01 GMT
-Follow me Arachne-chan.- Kuroki did his best to sound reassuring but it was quite clear he wasn’t good at it, even while taking care of also covering Jane with his umbrella. -I think I owe you and your companions an explanation for my deception, as is not something very noble from my part to hide my intentions...- He lost his authoritarian tone and his accent slowly morphed, same happened to his face, almost as if he was tensing up the muscles underneath and that shifted his face. His traits slowly stopped being Asian and became European, he kept his unnatural height and his raven black long hair. -I’m not Headmaster Kuroki, that was just a ruse to infiltrate this trap.- He pointed at the students, or to be precise the puddles of ink they became. -There is a dangerous individual controlling the school, as most of the students if not all are creatures like these, the same creatures more than a year ago took over the ancestral lands of my clan in Romania.- The Fake Headmaster contained the desires of spitting at the floor with disgust. -All of them are puppets she creates and I’ve been tracking her for months until finding this place and using my unique abilities to infiltrate this school and play a part on her wicked play.-
Finally the sprinklers stopped and the Fake Headmaster lowered his umbrella, shaking it a couple of times and then closing it. The shadows summoned from his hands got hold of it and swallowed in what might be something akin to a pocket dimension, but much more limited. -My intentions were to catch the guilty before anybody noticed but seemingly my presence was sensed by the Hidden World Office of this country and they sent your team.- He smirked. -I feel a disappointed that your presence helped to precipitate this after I spend months of planning, but if I manage to get that elusive witch everything will be worth it.- He then proceeded to point a wall with his finger, the wall were the stairs used to be. -Could you please use your unique ability to open up a path?- He made a circle over the wall. -More or less around this area, I have very fine hearing and I can hear echoes from the other side, meaning that the stairs still exists or at the very least there is a path behind this wall.- He tried to sound casual, and more or less was successful at it, but truly he was slowly starting to get angry, if he was alone he would’ve reached Sakka Jaakuma minutes ago.
Fathiya rebounded after hitting Yuu, her speed and coordination were animal-like, but seemingly her mind, right at the moment, could also share that adjective. Without any judgement she attempted to ricochet on the frozen walls. First a grunt of pain, then a moment afterwards, a spray of crimson falling from above as she dropped limp from the ceiling, hitting the floor and sliding on it for a couple of meters until losing her momentum. The attack was successful, but the moment Arthur took in helping the dolls was the moment the twins needed to “call their brother”. As the Frost Wizard left to assist his current comrades Kiko and Kichi started struggling, not trying to free their bodies, just their closest arm to each other. -C’mon sis, just stretch a bit.- Kichi extended his arm an inch at a time, fighting against the freezing shackles left by Arthur. -I’m doing my best numbskull!- She said as her fingers almost brushed his brother’s. Finally, at the same time, the ice around their shoulders cracked from the inside out of the pressure they put and their hands closed around each other.
A loud blaring noise surged from their location, like a thousand vuvuzelas blasting discordant notes at the same time. A bright light followed the sound, enough to momentarily blind anybody watching it directly. Their bodies lifted off from the ground and started vanishing into light particles as the cheer of thousand voices echoed through the hallway reaching the trio more like a tremor than a sound. The particles mixed in-between their dissolving shapes spinning like a vortex of stars. From this radiant whirlpool, as the cheers slowly lowered their volume to be replaced by chants of “OLE OLE OLE!”, a new figure came out, dressed in dazzling football uniform, with fabric that seemed made out of the starry sky, details on silver. His hair was waving like a flame, with golden hue and his blue eyes shone in the darkness. On his hand there was a crystal football with a galaxy swirling inside. The newcomer let the ball go and with inhumanly fast reflexes he caught it with a whipping motion of his leg and stepped on it, crossing his arms as he did. An ethereal voice, coming from nowhere, proclaimed his name as a dazzling aura that included twinkling stars, dark blue starry skies and lines of smoke surged from his body.
★✧✧SHUUKYU SHONEN KEN! GINGA-SENSHUU DAZZLING THE FIELD!✧ ✧★
He showed a cocky smile as he looked towards the two dolls and Arthur. -It seems my cute siblings needed my help!- He fixed his glasses in position with a single finger, the light being reflected on them, hiding his eyes, as he continued talking, or better put chewing every cubic centimeter of the scenery around him -So I came from beyond the boundaries of Space to serve righteous punishment on those who dirty this glorious ball called Earth!- He clearly was the Hero Type. -I’ll bring forth that punishment as a cosmic referee!- He pulled a brilliant piece of red paper from his pocket. -You all get a Red Card!!!- As he proclaimed that an energy construct, the same shape as the card, only much bigger started flying towards them, from how it was damaging the environment it was clear that the attack, moving as fast as a speeding car, could trample them. There was some leeway to squeeze through the sides, but most of the area near to them had ice spikes left by Arthur and behind them there were around 5 mts until reaching a new wall.
As he charged forward Shin would notice that Seicho’s eyes were, surprisingly, keeping up with his movements and there wasn’t any trace of the Teen Detective’s awkwardness. Seicho picked a different piece of ammunition from his jacket and with a blur of motion he shot it towards the Mizukara Warrior. The piece seemed like a cluster of smaller proyectiles that a split second after being launched exploded into a shotgun-like blast as Seicho rolled backwards and from a crouching position jumped into a classroom in a very awkward manner, trying to get as much height as possible from his low stance, the resulting image of the Teen Detective suddenly going through the middle of the doorway with a lunge would be humorous if it wasn’t for the fact that he just shot Shin with the equivalent of a low powered shotgun at almost point blank range. From inside the room he shouted. -Keep your snacks to yourself demon!- Seemingly snipping the entrance from behind a cover. This wouldn't have happened in the Mizukara Warrior was at full strength, as Seicho didn't seem to be moving at superhuman speeds, yet there was something about his eyes, too atentive and alert.
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Post by HungryHunter on Oct 5, 2017 0:29:02 GMT
Hearing that all the students were just creations of somebody else cut through the mental blocks Jane had put up against further trauma. They're just like us. She pushed the thoughts away, just like she pushed every thought about what that potion was away. She would deal with all this later with Yuu. Yuu could lessen the impact of the damage at least. For now, just act robotically, cast away thought. She doubled her mental armor to only hear commands. Jane obediently raised her arms. "Stand back." She said tonelessly. Bubbly blue foam sprayed from her palms at the wall and would instantly began to turn it into little more than sludge if normal laws applied to the walls anymore. Areas at the edge of impact would remain solid, but have the strength of cardboard. Even Jane could pull it apart with her bare hands.
"Yes!" Martha yelled when Fathiya came to a stop. Yuu didn't even nod. She had seen the spray of blood. Martha's smile died when she noticed the streak left from Fathiya sliding. She took a step towards the fallen student to check on how bad the student's injuries were, but she was stopped by her awe of the light show being put on by the twins. "What the fuck?" She asked when it all calmed down into the cosmic being before her. "So what, you're an alien? Was this all aliens!? Holy shit! We're not alone in the universe!" Martha grabbed the sides of her head as it to keep her brain from exploding all over the ice spikes.
Yuu was less vocal in her confusion. A wild woman, magical wind controlling twins, and now a cosmic referee. There was no cohesion to it. Of course, in the Hidden World, cohesion was a lie. Yuu thought of her own body. She was almost entirely made of female humans, but she had parts taken from men, and her eyes were from a spider of all things. They came together, but there was no theme to it. Supposedly that was what was happening here, but it didn't sit well with her. "Ken! Stop and we can talk about this. Fathiya needs medical attention and the entire school is warped. If you can stop this, please do and we'll cooperate to get out of here!" Yuu practically begged even as he raised his card.
She didn't stop to argue when the attack began to barrel towards her. Her tears leaked onto Shin's katana, and she ignited it as she ran to the wall. One swipe melted and cut enough spikes she could press herself against it in relative comfort. Martha wasn't so lucky. She ran for the opposite wall, and instead of igniting a weapon, she slowed to pick up Fathiya. She could only launch a kick to shatter as many spikes as she could, and by the time she crashed into the wall, there were still enough to gash up her whole left side. She grit her teeth and set Fathiya down on the ground before springing off the wall. "You're going to have to give me another red card for violent conduct!" She yelled, sweeping her foot to kick the soccer ball out from Ken's foot before raising her knee towards his crotch. Yuu didn't make a move yet. She just observed Martha and Arthur.
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Post by TimePuppy on Oct 12, 2017 15:55:04 GMT
"I know I said call me when he shows up, but you don't need to be so loud!"
Arthur watched the new arrival with interest. The attack he performed was interesting. Arthur considered trying to stop it with a pillar, but he wasn't sure if it was eating away objects or if it was purely physical. The best option was clear. Unfortunately, Arthur's companions were too impatient. Had they waited a moment longer, they could've hugged the wall without getting hurt. Regardless, after they'd already performed their actions Arthur managed to shatter his ice spikes and hugged the wall as well. When the red card shot past him, he saw Martha already rushing the new arrival.
Arthur got a it of a run-up and jumped up, then pushed off the ceiling (a lot like Fathiya did before) to land behind Ken. Quickly turning around, he attempted to put one arm around Ken's neck and another around his arm to keep him open for Martha's attack.
"Yuu, don't just stand there! At least tie up Fathiya in case she wakes up!"
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Post by waybig1010101 on Oct 16, 2017 1:37:16 GMT
Shin proceeds to roll to the side as he attempts to avoid the shotgun-like blast, yet he couldn't move quickly enough to completely evade, as a few projectiles strike his right shoulder. The force of the blow causes the young swordsman to spin around as he lands face first on the ground. Wincing in pain as he clutches his wounded shoulder. He slowly gets to his knees and looks behind him as he hears the Teen Detective yelling at him from inside the nearby classroom. "Fine. More for me then!" he answered back as he proceeds to examine his shoulder and notices his skin turning black and blue where he had been struck. He takes a few breathes and gets back to his feet as he runs down the hallway. As he reaches the doorway that Seicho is aiming through, Shin quickly jumps over the entrance, and wall runs, so he can use the wall to essentially avoid having his body exposure. After moving pass the doorway, he lands back on his feet and attempts to hide behind the wall and near the door as he waits for Seicho to come out. Hoping to catch him by surprise by making him believe that he is making his way through the hallway.
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Post by Kuma on Oct 25, 2017 4:25:16 GMT
The Fake Headmaster waited patiently for Jane’s foam to affect the wall and then, using the metallic tip of his umbrella he proceeded to expand the hole to allow a more comfortable for him. He did it with the grace and poise of a nobleman, even if he was performing the tasks usually done by blue collar workers. -Shoddy workmanship, back in my country whoever build a wall feeble enough to fall after just a bit of corrosive would get shot.- He spoke to himself in whispers, with the tone only nobility can use without sound overly pretentious. He did sound pretentious, but just not overly so. He gestured with his hand inviting Jane to pass through first, himself already passing one leg through the aperture. The stairs were beyond the makeshift door, barely lit as only weak lights came from below, creating an eerie atmosphere on the stairwell. Something was in the floor under them, or someone. It was a presence to noticeable to ignore.
Seicho laid on the floor with a new ammunition loaded into his slingshot. The Teen Detective glared at the door ready to unload the payload on his weapon, that looked quite eerie, a series of red and blue spheres forming a larger sphere. As everybody on the school Seicho had an unique abilities, in his case it was his eyesight, passed through generations of the Matsumoto family, or at least that was the backstory written for him. His concentration was superlative, as he kept watching. He didn’t see Shin running over the doorway, at least not directly, but he saw him on the reflection of one of the windows of the classroom in front of his current location, thus he was ready. -Surrender now and I’ll ask my family to treat you kindly when they arrest you!- He declared as he slowly shifted his aiming, pointing his slingshot at the opposite upper corner of the door frame (In relation to Shin’s current position) ready to shot and cause his blazing ammunition to ricochet in the angle to hit the Mizukara swordsman if he appeared on the door.
Arthur’s idea had a huge weak spot. He wasn’t facing a martial artist or a magician, he was facing a Cosmic Footballer, thus restraining his upper body wouldn’t amount to nothing. -Dirtying the field of this planet with perfidious intentions is more than enough reason for me to expel you from it!- he proclaimed as he gracefully dribbled his Universal Ball. First he made a feint and moved it out from Martha’s leg, but quickly realized his intentions and popped it up, blocking her knee with it. The ball absorbed the kinetic energy and bounced towards his chest. He stopped it, making it fly just right in front of his face, barely to the left, so it was also pointing at Arthur. -EAT THIS EVILDOERS!- He proclaimed with a booming and echoing voice, as if he was in the middle of a stadium. Cheers swelled around him as energy built up on his dazzling spiked shoes. Without getting out from Arthur’s grasp, in fact using him as a support to lean on, he performed a bicycle kick.
★✧✧RAINBOW AROUND EL MUNDO!✧ ✧★
His foot left a cosmic rainbow stream as at first aimed at Martha’s chin and then reached the ball to propel it like a cannonball towards Arthur’s face. If it hit Martha it would lose a bit of speed, making the ball less deadly, but if the doll reacted swiftly enough this could spell a lot of pain for the Frost Mage.
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Post by HungryHunter on Oct 25, 2017 5:49:48 GMT
Shooting people. Great. She glazed over these words like everything else and stepped through before she even thought to be afraid. She squinted in the darkness, her self-imposed mental blocks getting tackled again by terror. She couldn't see anything, but there had to be something just beyond her sight, lying in darkness to crack open her skull and slurp out her eyeballs! She didn't dare venture down until Kuroki joined her, keeping her hands up. A blast of foam to the face of somebody charging could blind them for a second, and if she shot the stairs they would be slippery. She could hold somebody off for a few seconds if they came at her.
Tie her up with what? Yuu wondered to herself when Arthur demanded she keep Fathiya down. It wasn't like she carried rope to school, and she wasn't wearing a belt. He had a point though. Fathiya should be restrained. Yuu threw down an array of kunai that pinned Fathiya's shoes, pants, and shirt to the floor. She shouldn't be able to wiggle out of them in her current position, and they were deep enough in the floor she shouldn't be able to pull them up.
The light show put on by the attack gave Martha ample warning. She saw the rainbow glow below her vision and tilted her head back, narrowly avoiding the strike. Her eyes were dazzled by every color in the spectrum and she rubbed them angrily. "Stupid awesome cosmic powers." She grumbled. Yuu wasn't nearly so annoyed. She saw his weakness in the attack. Two kunai were already in flight as the ball left the cosmic champion's foot. One was aimed for the trajectory of the ball if Arthur dodged, the other for its trajectory if it bounced off his face. She would pop the ball, removing at least an element of his power in one fell swoop.
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Post by TimePuppy on Oct 27, 2017 18:54:34 GMT
Ken was more limber then Arthur anticipated. He was not expecting the ball at all and it struck him in the face at full force. He flew back a few meters and slid across the ground. Somewhat disoriented, he struggled to his feet. His nose was bleeding and his stare was serious.
"Alr-ouch!" He tried speaking, but pain shot through his face. His jaw was dislocated. He popped it back, but it still hurt. He tried to move his jaw as little as he could as he spoke. "Ahlight, kid. Youh gonna pay foh that. But ah need to hnow fihst, how old ah you?"
As he spoke, the air around his fists and feet became visible from the cold.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Nov 12, 2017 6:16:58 GMT
Taking in a few deep breathes, Shin leaps forward and begins to run through the hallway. As he rushes he shouts, "Sorry Seicho, but I don't have time to play with you right now." He eyes begin to scan the school, enhanced with his Mizukara energy. As his now superior eyes examine the school, he tries desperately to find any traces of his comrades, or an exit. He didn't want to leave Seicho like this, especially since he is sure something unusual is wrong with him, but so long as he is not causing harm to the other students, or to himself, he could leave him in his current state without triggering any sense of guilt.
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Post by Kuma on Nov 18, 2017 2:55:34 GMT
The steps of Kuroki on the darkened staircase echoed sinisterly. Maybe it was the fact that his stride was almost otherworldly fleet footed, the only noise being the heavy heels of his shoes and the tip of his umbrella, that he was known using as a cane. If he felt the ominous pressure coming from the floor below he didn't show it. It felt as if a powerful scalding blaze was burning below them and launching waves of heat up the stairs. Of course this was just a metaphor and not something actually happening. The Fake Headmaster stopped in the stair landing, looking up at Jane, for a moment he examined her from top to bottom and smiled. -Hum, I did not realize you are just like me a creature of the night.- Possibly he mistook some superficial traits of the Dolls with his own Vampiric Curse. -If you do not mind telling me, do you are part of any clans of note? How is it that you are able to walk under direct sunlight without issues? I know of a couple of individuals capable of that feat, but I have never witness somebody so young doing it.-
Arthur released his grip on Ken, who with a flourish moved to the side, following the Universal Ball. It wasn’t just a balloon covered in leather with some flashy rave effects, so Yuu’s kunai didn’t even reach the surface, crashing against some kind of unseen barrier, surely part of what made the ball so strong. The galaxy inside of it swirled as it reached Ken’s chest, who set it down. His first move was not only to follow the ball, but also evasive against Yuu’s second Kunai. -Evildoers never learn, no matter how many goals you have against you! You keep coming for more!- He shouted with overly dramatic tone, out of a 70’s anime. -NOW TASTE THIS!-
★✧✧-HAT TRICK PART 1!!!-✧ ✧★
His shiny spike shoes became even brighter as the wall dropped from his chest towards them. His right leg became a blur of motion, kicking the ball towards Martha and Yuu, it would slightly home towards them, not perfectly, just enough to hit their current locations. His left hand went backwards, arm fully stretched raising a yellow card, but before it could activate to do something against Arthur the fingers shivered, like a nervous tick, and he fumbled the card, that vanished in the air. For a moment a hint of discomfort crossed his face, an asymmetrical burst of emotion, more pronounced on the left side of his face.
Seicho heard the steps and then the shout. For a moment he started to move, knowing he should pursue Shin. But… then he stopped, realizing something. Why did he had to pursue Shin? Shin was his pal, he seemed like a cool dude. Why him? He remembered what he had been told, how it was of utmost important to capture him, or at the very best hinder him, but something was off. Who told him that? His keen intellect and deductive skills were in full gear. He fixed the neck of his shirt, buttoning up and fixing his tie. Something was really off. There was a fog around the memories, as if there was some kind of block. Each time he tried to remember who told him everything about Shin and his crimes he couldn’t see a face or hear a voice, just see a purple haze. Finally he decided that his gut instinct, just like his grandpa taught him, was the best thing to go by. “When there isn’t enough evidence, you need to trust your gut.”
Mizukara Sensing was going to be tricky, the same energy of the “magic circle” beneath the school was permeating every wall and every piece of furniture, as if the whole building and its contents were part of a single living organism. From below it wasn’t as difficult, but at ground level it was quite challenging to pick up any other signs than the massive Gainen energy, as now, upon being exposed to much more of it, there was no doubt. The signature of energy was really similar to the monster Shin fought in the JHWAB Kanto HQ earlier this year. It was difficult to perceive anything through the walls, but finally he sensed something marginally different, a presence not just permeated in the energy that covered every inch around it, but something else. Something blood chillingly familiar for anybody who ever was locked in a fight to the death. Killer Instinct. Oozing in waves, like a crimson sea of blood crashing against jagged rocks in a coastline of cracked bones. The sinister feeling was there, but there wasn’t any source, at least none that he could see through the wall. It was like something was missing, as if the whole universe was a gigantic jigsaw and a piece right in the middle wasn’t there.
If Shin peeked out the corner, he would see something, maybe someone, but at first just something, a place in which the lights of the hallways weren’t reaching, not a corner, but in the middle of the room, an empty space, like the shadows created by the frame of a window, but given a human form, creating a person-shaped pocket of nothingness. That seemed to be the source of the Killer Instinct, bubbling like magma about to explode, an invisible source for the skin tingling disgusting sensation. Like staring at a black void in the middle of a blue sky. It was unnerving. Behind it there was a short stretch of hallway ending in a dead end and besides it one of the stairs. The same staircase Kuroki and Jane were threading at the moment.
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Post by HungryHunter on Nov 18, 2017 4:34:55 GMT
"Huh?" The confusion caused by Kuroki broke through Jane's block once and for all. "Heh. You think... ehehehehehehe! You think I'm ahahahahaha!" Jane leaned on the railing to avoid falling over. "God, no, I'm not a vampire! I mean, you're not super far off. We're undead. But we're more like, uh... ever read Frankenstein?" She held up a hand and pulled her sleeve down a little. If Kuroki's eyes were good enough, he could pick out tiny stitch marks around her wrist.
The same marks were all over her body, a little more obvious under her clothes but mostly nearly invisible unless you were looking closely, especially on her face. She continued to nervously glance down the stairs, not panicking like before but still twitching in rolling tweaks, like physical waves of fear were passing through her.
Yuu reached for more kunai when she saw her shot deflected. She would have to directly attack him if his ball was invincible. She watched for a chance and she saw it. The hesitation. She understood it instantly. He wasn't a new being, he was a combination of the two before, and the one on the left wasn't interested in hurting him. "Arthur, keep on his left!" She yelled and drew back her arm. However, her searching for an opening left her open herself and she was slammed in the stomach by the ball. It smashed her into the wall and flew off to head towards Martha.
She spun to see its approach and drew back her foot. If he could kick it, so could she! She jumped to the side and as it passed, threw a flawless kick to drive it at Ken's stomach. She flicked out her hand to gesture at her opponent. "Kick it back! Now this is fun!" Martha gleefully stretched her leg, ready to bounce back the ball again.
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