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familiar Familiariorek byrnison
played by OOC Namepandora
content monkey
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Post by pandora on Feb 23, 2022 16:45:23 GMT -7
[googlefont=Jost|Yantramanav][nospaces] [attr="class","spellchat"] [attr="class","contact"] LORD LORRAINE encrypted hydra texting[attr="class","fas fa-phone-alt"][attr="class","fas fa-video"][attr="class","fas fa-comments"] [attr="class","imbody"] FEB 27TH [attr="class","imtextcontleft"] [attr="class","imtext"] lord lorraine Emergency on the docks. They traced the Papsukkal's family. [attr="class","imtextcontright"] [attr="class","imtext"] the leviathanWhat?? [attr="class","imtext"] That's too quick [attr="class","imtextcontleft"] [attr="class","imtext"] lord lorraineSomeone must've tipped through comms on the train. [attr="class","imtext"] F-cking snitch. [attr="class","imtextcontright"] [attr="class","imtext"] the leviathanPazuzu's not reachable. A good sign [attr="class","imtext"] I hope. [attr="class","imtextcontleft"] [attr="class","imtext"] lord lorraineWhere are you? [attr="class","imtextcontright"] [attr="class","imtext"] the leviathanNot close enough. [attr="class","imtext"] How do you advise? [attr="class","imtextcontleft"] [attr="class","imtext"] Lord Lorraine You're not going to like my advice. [attr="class","imtextcontright"] [attr="class","imtext"] the leviathanI want to hear it. [attr="class","imtextcontleft"] [attr="class","imtext"] Lord LorraineFine. [attr="class","imtext"] A scorched earth policy. There's no way Cerberus leaves without what they want. But we can't give them everything.
[attr="class","imtext"] We prioritize. [attr="class","imtextcontright"] [attr="class","imtext"] the leviathan... [attr="class","imtextcontleft"] [attr="class","imtext"] Lord Lorraine Your orders?. [attr="class","imtextcontright"] [attr="class","imtext"] the leviathanDo it. |
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familiar Familiariorek byrnison
played by OOC Namepandora
content monkey
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Post by pandora on Feb 23, 2022 16:55:17 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","staffcont"] [attr="class","staffheader"]
SIX-POINTED STAR (REPRISE)
[attr="class","staffbody"] [attr="class","staffheadimg"]  IMMEDIATELY AFTER THE CAD TAKEOVER...[attr="class","staffpara"] erin caulfield , you have been given a confusing set of orders, sent via encrypted Hydra Message from "Lord Lorraine."[break][break] You need to find and reach 26th Creekwater Dr., Delphi City. You need to do so quickly because Cerberus is already there to make an arrest of ex-Hydra operatives, Serenya "Jane" and Nair "Leela" Hemsworth, two elderly ice enchantresses.[break][break] You have a pit stop to grab one other Hydra witch as your partner for the day, Quynh Le .[break][break] Once you're there, you have three objectives, in this order of priority (but ideally all three):[break][break] 1. Burn down the entirety of the house, targeting paper documents and information of value.[break] 2. Preserve your identities and avoid capture[break] 3. Secure the escape of Serenya and Nair.[break] [break][break] You've been given a pair of SPIRIT MASKS for the duration of the event to help you with this task.[break][break] [attr="class","spellcont"] [attr="class","spellimgcont"]  [attr="class","spellbody"]
SPIRIT MASKS[break]
A strange mask that obscures the wearers eyes to the outside world, but not the world to the wearer. Wearing this mask makes the owner unrecognizable to those that know them. Taking it off ensures a forgetfulness about the person who was wearing it. The wearer also projects an aura of dread.
[break][break] milo tremerie and sylvaine vaillancourt , the house you arrive at after receiving the alarming text message is a surprisingly secure home in the docks, fortified by a tall wall and a locked door.[break][break] The gate's lock is something you are instructed to bypass freely, and so you do, making work of the metal before stepping into the modest front yard and then knocking on the door.[break][break] The couple doesn't answer.[break][break] If this is a normal arrest, if this had been some witness to talk to during the aftermath of a crisis, if it had been a non-magical incident... you could afford to be lenient, patient.[break][break] But terrorism suspects are not your everyday case, and if you give them more time, you know they will run. [break][break] You need to break open the door. You have only one priority: the arrest of Leela and Jane Hemsworth. [break][break] You smash through the door ---[break][break] The two ladies are sitting on the couch-- well, one is sitting, and the other seems to be holding a glass of water, just about to join her companion.[break][break] They stare at you, totally shocked.[break][break] You've been given a pair of GILDED CHAINS to help you in this task. [break][break] [attr="class","spellcont"] [attr="class","spellimgcont"]  [attr="class","spellbody"]
GILDED CHAINS[break]
A pair of handcuffs with an extendable leash between each cuff. When fastened on the body of a witch, it burns them and causes immense pain if their familiar is out and about. Used frequently by police departments everywhere as they function as regular handcuffs for non-witches as well.
GUIDELINES[attr="class","staffpara"] - YOU HAVE 72HRS TO POST, of which the first 24hrs is protected Cerberus time.
- CERBERUS ADVANTAGE: The first 24hrs is protected time for Cerberus witches to set up. ICly, they arrive and bust into the house before Hydra. They will also be able to react to Hydra witches' actions (e.g. post twice in this round)
- CERBERUS ADVANTAGE: All CERBERUS WITCHES gain +10 on their rolls
- You are free to have fun describing the interior of the house. After the first 24hrs, there will be a minor mod post with reactions from Serenya and Nair.
- REMINDER that this is an injury-enabled event, as well as PVP. Here's some staff notes on what to expect with these events.
- You must roll after each post and you must not edit your post without notifying staff or the roll will be disqualified.
- After 72hrs this thread will lock the next round will start.
- The event will go on for 4-5 rounds at MAX.
- The events of this thread are more or less concurrent with round 5 of the Cad Takeover. It happens during the day.
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familiar Familiarrosalie - pronghorn
played by OOC Namepandora
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Post by milo tremerie on Feb 23, 2022 20:57:59 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","pie"] When Milo gets the alert, he is electrified. Every hair on his neck stands at attention, and his wide, yellow eyes look like a cat staring down its enemy. He reads it over once. Then twice. A third time, to ask Rosalie what the heck 'section 96-b' is. And then a fourth time, to look over a Sylvaine and make sure she had read the same thing.[break][break] And then he is motion, in the way that a gale does not need to think to dart between houses trees. As he moves across the docks, Rosalie sprung out at his side, his heartbeat is ringing like a war drum, and he is thinking: [break][break] This is destiny. [break][break] Often, he had wondered: how does someone go about creating a legacy? How do you rise to greatness? What do you step on to get there?[break][break] Killian had never muddled his words when he said other people, and Milo had always argued back. But a part of him was twin to his father, and that part of him knew that this is what he meant. [break][break] But that's far too deep within him to draw upon now, even as Rosalie gallops alongside Milo and rushes ahead of him to scout the area. He's breathing heavily, but it doesn't seem to be out of exhaustion. Rather, Milo looks like he is trying to steady himself, to focus and remember his training. Be still, and don't blink.[break][break] "An elderly couple-- helping terrorists?" Milo asks, putting on a gracious act of disbelief. [break][break] In his heart, he doesn't care. His feet keep pounding the pavement that makes up the winding paths of the docks. He keeps moving forward, even as the world spins. [break][break] At some point, he doesn't quite recognize the elbow he uses to slam the door open. He doesn't recognize the shadow he casts inside the living room. [break][break] "Mrs. and Mrs. Hemsworth?" he asks. "Apologies about the door."[break][break] He trusts his partner to say the rest.[break][break] sylvaine vaillancourt [break][break] |aeODMFd [newclass=".pie"]background: var(--secondbg);color: var(--iconcolor); font-family: 'Jost';font-size: 13px;line-height: 1.8; width: 475px; margin: 0 auto; padding:5em 4em 4em 4em;text-align:justify; box-sizing:border-box;} .pie a { letter-spacing: 0.1em; text-transform:uppercase; width:fit-content; margin:0 auto; display:block; background-color:var(--boardbg); padding:0.6em 0.8em;margin-top:4em;font-size:0.8em;} .pie .vdice-box { border: 0px; box-shadow: none; background-color: var(--boardbg);} .pie .vdice-value { padding-top: 20px;font: bold 25px 'Jost',sans-serif;} .pie b { color: var(--cerberus); [/newclass] |
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familiar Familiarhubert ("bertie"), water deer.
played by OOC Namebean
❛ off-topic question, you have been stopped. ❜
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Post by sylvaine vaillancourt on Feb 23, 2022 21:50:47 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","pie"] The ping comes as she is halfway through drinking the last of her coffee, the electric vibration shocking down her spine at the intensity of the message. milo reacts immediately, reading through the alert twice by the time she waves open her interface. watching his reaction twist with each sentence, she feels a little apprehensive as she glances at her own screen. brows furrowing at the content of the order, she checks to see if it had been sent to everyone, only to find that, no, just her and milo. more than a little spooked, she doesn't even manage a word before milo takes off. swallowing, she takes a deep breath and schools her emotions into a state of stillness. this is work. [break][break]left in the dust, she hurries after him, bertie hopping ahead in chase. she vaguely recalls the address written in the message, visualising a blueprint of the docks in her head to find the street. the confident pace that milo set tells her that he knows exactly where he is going, and so she follows close behind, doing her best not to drag. [break][break]she rarely sees him so focused, charging ahead without even a glance behind. he bulldozes forward with the intensity of someone eager and keen, and she wonders if he is actually excited about arresting suspected terrorists. certainly an act of justice, but is it something that the two of them can handle? [break][break]they pause momentarily in front of their targeted residence. it's an innocuous-looking house with a front lawn well-groomed and a flowerbed. it looks perfectly normal, she thinks, and such a conclusive observation makes her nervous. she hums in response to milo's remark, the sound agreeing enough if not for the unease discolouring her tone. unlikely, isn't it." she says lightly, even though the implications are far from. in that house, there are two witches charged with suspected compliance with terrorism. if true, then they are about to walk into a pit of fire. [break][break]milo does not share her considerations in the slightest and moves first, pushing open the gate and barging in. she feels her breath catch in her throat and her head rings from the sudden panic that locks her in place. this is an arrest, and for some gods be damned reason, it has fallen onto them to carry out the directive. [break][break] 'imagine they're a patient. imagine that this is imperative. know your authority.'[break][break]her legs move on autopilot, bertie entering first to position himself assertively. a smile, one so practised and poised, curls upon her lips as she appears from behind milo's silhouette. "good afternoon, pardon the intrusion." she says slowly and kindly, her voice nothing but cordial and polite. "an investigation is currently underway into terrorist activity within the city, and we've received word about suspected compliance within this household. to show your understanding, we require that you come with us."Mj7hrbly[newclass=".pie"]background: var(--secondbg);color: var(--iconcolor); font-family: 'Jost';font-size: 13px;line-height: 1.8; width: 475px; margin: 0 auto; padding:5em 4em 4em 4em;text-align:justify; box-sizing:border-box;} .pie a { text-transform:uppercase; width:fit-content; margin:0 auto; display:inline-block; background-color:var(--boardbg); padding:0.6em 0.8em;font-size:0.8em;} .pie .notes { display: block;font-size: 0.8em;letter-spacing: 0.05em;padding: 4em 4em 0 4em;text-align: center;border-top: 1px solid var(--mainbg); margin-top: 4em; } .pie s { font-size:0.75em;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:0.1em; font-weight:bold;color:var(--pegasus);text-decoration:none; }.pietag { margin-top:4em; text-align:center; } div[rel=user-61] .pie b { color: var(--pegasus); [/newclass] |
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999
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familiar Familiariorek byrnison
played by OOC Namepandora
content monkey
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Post by pandora on Feb 24, 2022 18:00:02 GMT -7
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SIX-POINTED STAR (REPRISE)
[attr="class","staffbody"] [attr="class","staffheadimg"] serenya and nair hemsworth[attr="class","staffpara"] Serenya and Nair, to their credit, look genuinely surprised that their home has been broken into. [break][break] But they see the Wolves for what they are (with twin deer familiars, how ironic--) and see the badges, and their eyes flash with a solemn recognition. They look to each other.[break][break] So this is it?[break][break] It has been a long time since the war, since they had escaped the aftermath and helped Hydra survive in bits and pieces. But the truth is, they had not been called upon by their coven in a long time, and the sudden intrusion sets both of them off.[break][break] When their eyes meet, there is a small understanding. They cannot say anything, of course, because to do so would implicate Hydra. And they would sooner die than betray the life they've lived.[break][break] So this is the sword they must fall on, at last. [break][break] Serenya almost wants to laugh and spit at their fight and ask, Which one? Which 'act of terrorism' are you so pressed about?[break][break] But Nair looks at the two witches holding out weapons of war, and she sees children grabbing swords by the wrong edges. She sees blood.[break][break]
"We haven't done anything you can't just--" Nair's words are automatic. Deny, deny, deny.[break][break] What she doesn't notice, of course, is Serenya behind her pulls back her hand that's holding the glass, and throws it at sylvaine vaillancourt, missing the target but crashing against the wall, sending glass shattering everywhere with a force that doesn't seem to suit her age.[break][break] A half-second distraction. Will it be enough? [/div] |
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familiar Familiarsiri, the white vampire bat
played by OOC Namejuno
dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep
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Post by erin caulfield on Feb 25, 2022 18:55:49 GMT -7
[attr="class","erin"]Meeting with Asura is neither grand nor extraordinary. Erin walks up to the witch, coincidentally the only person in their rendezvous point, throws the spirit mask up in the air, and continues walking without missing a step. She expects her partner to follow as she asks, all business and no smiles:
"Skillset?"
Under her hood, she wears a quickening heartbeat and a mask of her own. Is it because of the unexpected ride or the task they're about to undertake?
By the time they reach the Hemsworth residence, there's a door forced open and the characteristic crash of shattering glass. Both irrelevant in the face of her current objective: paint the house in scarlet.
If there's one thing to note, she's glad their opponents sound like such brutes. While they make their ruckus of an entrance, her AUTOMATER'S TOOLKIT charm paves their way inside a pair of windows, one after the other.
Erin steps inside a bedroom, OBSERVER'S eyes alert and taking note of their surroundings while her hands rummage through dressers and cabinets alike for flammable liquids—and documents of note. Hair spray and hand sanitizers are a good start. She takes them with her as she pours down a trail of destruction-in-the-making, ready to be activated upon her command with, say, a bottle of AQUAPYRA, and wonders how its brewer is doing from her side of the residence.
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- Uses AUTOMATER'S TOOLKIT #1 to charm two windows into opening for them, leading to different floors. Lmao Cerbs and their loud entrances.
- OBSERVER'S NOTES activated as she rummages through the bedroom for documents and flammable liquids to douse said documents (and the rest of the house).
- Just a mention of the AQUAPYRA Queenie is handing her. [newclass=".erin > b"]color: var(--hovericoncolor); } .erin b i { font-weight: normal; } .erin p b, .erin p i { color: var(--hydra); } .erin a, .erin .user-link, .erin .js-user-link { text-transform: lowercase; [/newclass] |
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familiar FamiliarAdelais, the Ascended Lion
played by OOC Namerinny
hit me with your killshot, baby
ghostwalker
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Post by Quynh Le on Feb 25, 2022 18:57:23 GMT -7
But Queenie was all smiles. Her red eyes were gleaming bright, her body warmed up with the familiar electrifying rush, but her blood was sober. When she received the text command and the privilege of a codename, she was already out the door atop of Adelais, racing to the rendezvous point.
Who are you?
Asura. The anti-god.
"If only you were as ambitious as your name, Quynh."
Asura and Adelais arrived just before Circe did. She caught the spirit mask and placed it on before reaching out a hand towards her. "Here, hop on."
Time was of the essence here. And Asura was impatient to see what kind of Deva they would face. She looked over her shoulder when Circe asked for her abilities. From behind the mask, the girl grinned, pleased that for once her magic is quite useful for a mission like this.
"Mostly liquid fire," she replied finally. "And one hell of a voice. What do you think if the docks heard some Ceberus witches were beating up old ladies, hm? Oh, take this."
Shoved in Circe's hand was a small bottle of Aquapyra. Adelais approached the house from behind, leaping over the wall with ease with his powerful hind legs. Asura jumped off him before helping Circe down, and with a press of her forehead against his in lieu of a kiss, he disappeared back into the mana realm.
The noise from the Cerberus witches break-in was the key moment for the pair to slip into the house themselves. The plan was wordless between them, with only one absolute prerogative: burn it all. The lives of the elderly witches were a bonus.
Adelais repeated that in her mind, and while it seemed like he never felt her feel remorse, he could sense her conscience falter. It was a big leap of faith here, to go from human to demon.
The kitchen was her domain, and lucky for her, it seemed like the ladies were baking something for tea time. Some flour and oil was already scattered on the counter and stove. So far it seemed like the Cerberus witches were quite cordial… Though she couldn’t say the same for the accused witches. The glass shattering against the wall made her want to groan. Why can’t they just be cool, senile old women…
Asura frowned beneath her mask, pulling on the roll of paper towels and wiped the flour and oil back and forth on the counter. Let’s “clean” this place up. “What’s going on out there?" she called from the kitchen. "Mrs. Hemsworth, I told you to be patient please, I’ll bring out the scones shortly.”
[blockquoteActions:
- Pre-arrival, hands Erin a bottle of AQUAPYRA
- Sneaks in through kitchen window and preps room with flammable items while pretending to clean (oil/flour/paper towels)
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familiar Familiarrosalie - pronghorn
played by OOC Namepandora
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Post by milo tremerie on Feb 25, 2022 23:40:39 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","pie"] He wishes he could say that he empathized with the look of fear and surprise in the old couple's eyes. But really, his empathy is limited to recognizing that emotion, analyzing it, and acting on it.[break][break] Based on Nair's initial look, he figured this might be simple. He took a step forward towards them, GILDED CHAINS in hand, and then Serenya shot a glass of whiskey towards the wall. His eyes dart to where it shatters, inches from Sylvaine's head. [break][break] In that brief moment where is eyes wander off the two women, he sees a flicker of a memory long since buried -- someone is yelling something, and his mother has her hands balled into a fist, and there is a young boy, a few years older than him, and he is shouting something that changes every time Milo replays this scene in his mind. Somedays, it is, Go fuck yourself! Other days, like today, he is saying: I'm sorry, please stop--[break][break] When Milo turns back around, he is furious. [break][break] He moves to Serenya first, summoning a CUSHIONED BLOW to try and knock both the ladies down without harming them too much, and then attempts to secure her hands into the GILDED CHAINS. [break][break] In the distance, he hears the sound of the caretaker's voice and hesitates for a second. Company? He doesn't know how to deal with this. With this much adrenaline in his body, his mind is not prepared for unexpected complexities. The shadows of doubt begin to press over him and enable his mind, but a voice slices through their webbing like a blade through water. [break][break] I'm here, his familiar reminds him. Focus on your task. Rosalie speaks for him:[break][break] "We are witches of Cerberus, here on a warrant for the arrest of the Hemsworths." Her voice is silky, smooth, and collected. Everything her witch is not, everything he aspires to be. "Please come into the living room quietly, so we can ascertain you are not a threat."
[break][break] Rosalie gives Sylvaine a look. It feels like a warning, like a reassurance. But in the chaos that is surely about to unfold, it's probably closer to brace yourself. [break][break] sylvaine vaillancourt [break][break] tl;dr tries to cuff serenya & get the ladies off their feet with CUSHIONED BLOW, rosalie issues a statement to the assumed caretakers. [newclass=".pie"]background: var(--secondbg);color: var(--iconcolor); font-family: 'Jost';font-size: 13px;line-height: 1.8; width: 475px; margin: 0 auto; padding:5em 4em 4em 4em;text-align:justify; box-sizing:border-box;} .pie a { letter-spacing: 0.1em; text-transform:uppercase; width:fit-content; margin:0 auto; display:block; background-color:var(--boardbg); padding:0.6em 0.8em;margin-top:4em;font-size:0.8em;} .pie .vdice-box { border: 0px; box-shadow: none; background-color: var(--boardbg);} .pie .vdice-value { padding-top: 20px;font: bold 25px 'Jost',sans-serif;} .pie b { color: var(--cerberus); [/newclass] |
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familiar Familiarhubert ("bertie"), water deer.
played by OOC Namebean
❛ off-topic question, you have been stopped. ❜
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Post by sylvaine vaillancourt on Feb 26, 2022 0:18:05 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","pie"] she feels the whoosh of the object against her cheek, strands of hair knocked up by the velocity of the throw. she barely even reacts to the sound of the glass shattering behind her, expression locked stiff at the loud noise. it's an after-effect as her eyes flutter and widen fractionally, a hint of emotion conflicting between shock and fear crossing her face. "ma'am...", she croaks, perhaps even sounding incredulous that that had happened. although the lady sitting had attempted to deny any associations, the act of her spouse had been incredibly telling— a clear admission of guilt, and they will not go quietly. [break][break]milo rolls into action, moving with a fluidity that is honed with practice as he attempts to apprehend the women. Stepping forward to support him, she pauses momentarily, eyes darting to the source of the voice that had spoken. a chill spreads down her spine at the realisation that there is more than just these two witches in the house. reason tells her that the third party could be entirely innocent, but doubt nags in her head. anyone in this household is a threat. [break][break]rosalie speaks sweetly, commanding the person in the other room to come out and her fingers twitch— out of fear or anticipation, she doesn't know. the voice sounded feminine, but that does little assuage the nerves jolting through her body. paranoia coursing through her veins, she lets out a shaky breath. is it just her, or are there others? had the Hemsworth been ready? [break][break] conviction, sylvaine. her father's voice echos, her lessons ingrained in her mind. be sure.[break][break]composed and collected, that is how she is always. panic is unbecoming. "hubert. check the other rooms." she whispers in her head to her familiar, breathing becoming even. he nods, darting away from her to investigate. [break][break]pulling out her own pair of GILDED CHAINS, she goes to assist milo. tldr; gets spooked by glass attack ; stands still for a second before telling hubert to go check the rest of the house for more people ; goes to help milo
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999
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familiar Familiariorek byrnison
played by OOC Namepandora
content monkey
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Post by pandora on Feb 26, 2022 18:16:32 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","staffcont"] [attr="class","staffheader"]
SIX-POINTED STAR (REPRISE)
[attr="class","staffbody"] [attr="class","staffheadimg"] INSIDE THE HEMSWORTH RESIDENCE...[attr="class","staffpara"] When erin caulfield casts OBERSERVER'S NOTES, she is likely expecting a few good notes of what to look out for and what to destroy. [break][break] What she discovers is that she has clearly walked into a veteran enchantress's den, and the sheer volume of the charms and mana markings left behind nearly overwhelm her. Her takeaways are that the office-slash-bedroom she's walked into has been enchanted for a long time, and that some of charms currently in place (the ones she notices on documents inside the drawers) are protective in nature -- she may need the enchantress herself to undo the protections if she's set on burning everything here. [break][break] It confirms one thing, at least: this house is a valid Hydra target, containing many important materials.[break][break] Everything appears enchanted-- but one thing distinguishes itself: a small, charmed sphere that is very much vibrating to life atop an old desk. Erin knows instantly that this is dangerous. [break][break] Like, it's about to explode, and she probably doesn't need her added vision to see that. Even as she watches it, it begins to coat itself in rapidly forming ice---[break][break] In the other room, Quynh Le is hard at work preparing the kitchen to burn, but as luck would have it, she remains completely oblivious to Hubert, who sees her, suspicious mask and all, all the while going undetected by the Hydra initiate. [break][break] The ball is in your court, sylvaine vaillancourt.[break][break] Downstairs, Nair and Serenya both dart their eyes to the sound of Quynh Le's voice. [break][break] "Help!" shouts Nair, but this plea seems to anger Serenya, who narrows her eyes back at the two Cerberus witches at hand. [break][break] And then milo tremerie attacks them both.[break][break] The novice's CUSHIONED BLOW doesn't do much to Nair, who is already sitting down, but Serenya is knocked backward, her hands quickly falling to Milo's grasp.[break][break] Just before the GILDED CHAINS go on, there is a burst of light and Serenya summons her familiar, a slug the size of an index finger, right into his eyes, an ugly tactic of desperation, but perhaps effective[break][break] But the chains snap on regardless, and Serenya lets out a howl of pain. She continues to struggle with Milo, although he could maintain his hold if he chose to. Should probably care more about his vision, though, because--[break][break] And then it goes to sh-t.[break][break] The small ice sphere erin caulfield detects grows larger, floats off to the lands with a jolt onto (and *through*) the floor and crashes down from the ceiling of the living room, to the immediate left of Milo and Serenya, preventing sylvaine vaillancourt from getting too close.[break][break] Nair jumps out of the couch with surprising agility, rolling to the ground and attempting to make it past sylvaine vaillancourt and Rosalie to the staircase, in the hopes that the voice she heard earlier will be of assistance. [break][break] In the midst of all of this, Serenya is howling intermittently from the flashing hot pain of the gilded chains, and her enchanted ice sphere is ticking, like a bomb about to go off in the middle of the living room. GUIDELINES[attr="class","staffpara"] - YOU HAVE 72HRS TO POST.
- One post per char for this round! If everyone consents, the next round can start earlier than scheduled to keep the pace up.
- CERBERUS ADVANTAGE: All CERBERUS WITCHES gain +10 on their rolls
- REMINDER that this is an injury-enabled event, as well as PVP. Here's some staff notes on what to expect with these events.
- You must roll after each post and you must not edit your post without notifying staff or the roll will be disqualified.
- After 72hrs this thread will lock the next round will start.
- The event will go on for 4-5 rounds at MAX. This is the second round of the event.
- The events of this thread are more or less concurrent with round 5 of the Cad Takeover. It happens during the day.
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familiar Familiarrosalie - pronghorn
played by OOC Namepandora
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Post by milo tremerie on Feb 27, 2022 8:05:15 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","pie"] A freaking slug?[break][break] There is a voice in his head -- it sounds a little like his father's. Vermin, it hisses, and he can't tell if it's a thought or a memory. If it's him or his bloodline. [break][break]He's about to stumble backward, to be crushed under the weight of something just as it tears down through the ceiling, but Rosalie shouts at him just as he is about to fall, and so he plants his feet on the ground. In the same motion, he makes an attempt to grab the slug and tear it off his face. Perhaps he should've recognized it as a familiar and tried to squeeze it in his grasp, but the disgust and shock take over his cold decisiveness for just long enough that he just wants the creature gone. [break][break] He tries to fling it as far away as possible, and then yanks on the chain that link the cuffs around Serenya' wrists, bringing her closer to him. [break][break] The force of the blast from the ice bomb (sphere?) makes Milo lurch forward and towards Serenya, and he finds himself stumbling onto her before standing up again to regain his balance. He draws one hand out and to the side, and CREATES a WINDBLADE, hesitating for only a second before pointing it at the screaming woman. [break][break] "Please..." he begins in a whisper, as though afraid of his own strength. But really, what scares him is his resolve. The rest of what he has to say comes out as an imperious command, an unwavering threat that's clearer than the hum of the blade he attempts to conjure. [break][break] "Shut it down. Now."[break][break] Meanwhile, Rosalie had not quite yet resorted to violence, and seems content to try and strafe and dart from side to side, hoping she can deter Nair from passing, and willing, for the most part, to go along with whatever Sylvaine's plan is to arrest the other woman at hand. [break][break] "This doesn't have to be painful," she warns Nair, gesturing with her antlers to her wife who is in pain on the other side of the room. sylvaine vaillancourt [break][break] FHbzqAXD + 10[break]tl;dr tries to take off the slug, threatens Serenya with a windblade and holds onto her chains. roaslie tries to hinder Nair's escape without violence. [newclass=".pie"]background: var(--secondbg);color: var(--iconcolor); font-family: 'Jost';font-size: 13px;line-height: 1.8; width: 475px; margin: 0 auto; padding:5em 4em 4em 4em;text-align:justify; box-sizing:border-box;} .pie a { letter-spacing: 0.1em; text-transform:uppercase; width:fit-content; margin:0 auto; display:block; background-color:var(--boardbg); padding:0.6em 0.8em;margin-top:4em;font-size:0.8em;} .pie .vdice-box { border: 0px; box-shadow: none; background-color: var(--boardbg);} .pie .vdice-value { padding-top: 20px;font: bold 25px 'Jost',sans-serif;} .pie b { color: var(--cerberus); [/newclass] [/quote] |
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familiar Familiarhubert ("bertie"), water deer.
played by OOC Namebean
❛ off-topic question, you have been stopped. ❜
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Post by sylvaine vaillancourt on Feb 28, 2022 6:39:50 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","pie"] bertie cautiously walks into the kitchen, slinking through the entrance with as much stealth as any feline, beady eyes pinned on the person at the counter. he observes her movements, watching with incredulity and derision as the witch clumsily smears the mess on the counter in a pseudo cleaning fashion. the strange mask on her face has his haunches rising in response, the covering clearly a disguise of some sort. this is no caretaker, he tells sylvaine. 'the hemsworths have backup.' [break][break]the witch does not seem to have noticed him, and he lingers behind her without a sound, reserving his action for the exact moment sylvaine gives the go. it happens a moment later when a colossal crash sounds outside, and he feels urgency bloom through his bond. [break][break]with no warning, he charges the witch, brandishing his tusks in defence and swinging his body around to deliver a kick to her midriff. if the hemsworths have retaliated, then he will not allow anyone else to assist. [break][break] ———————— [break][break]sylvaine watches milo successfully lock the cuffs around one of the women, suffering a slug to the face as the captured witch shrieks. rushing to help in the struggle, she barely gets a step in when she suddenly hears a loud crack sound from above. not a second later, the ceiling caves in from the weight of a ball of ice and it comes crashing down to the lower floor. gasping, she yelps and ducks away just in time before it crushes her, hands coming up to shield her head. dust kicking up, she coughs as she accidentally inhales some of it, desperately trying to see if milo had come away unscathed. [break][break]there's no time to stare at the ice globe nor worry more about milo when the uncaptured witch tries to make a run for it. rosalie reacts first, hopping around to block her path towards the kitchen. bertie's warning clear in her head, she throws herself bodily towards the witch, and tries to body-block, cuffs unlocked and at the ready, yelling, "stop!" her hands start to warm up as her mana begins to bubble, but she refrains from using magic until absolutely necessary. "please, please don't make this more difficult. she tries to placate one last time. AC8|NISP +10 [break] tldr;
[break]1. at the moment of the ceiling break, hubert charges queenie and attempts to kick her in the gut.
[break]2. at the moment of the ceiling break, sylvaine tries to directly stop nair from running into the kitchen, ready to cuff nair at collision. she does not use any spells.
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familiar FamiliarAdelais, the Ascended Lion
played by OOC Namerinny
hit me with your killshot, baby
ghostwalker
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Post by Quynh Le on Feb 28, 2022 10:59:35 GMT -7
God really is dead.
The wind was taken out of her in a snap and Queenie keeled over onto the floor, stubbornly forcing back any cry of pain. The impact reverberated through her body and soul, while her mind whirled with a storm of profanities and vitriol.
She thought that because she was weak, she had to play smart. But what was the point when these stupid, dementia ridden, mother effin' grandmas took her plan, scrunched it up and threw it in her face in preference to more barbaric methods. Just spit in her face, go on. There honestly was no place in the world for such fossils anymore.
In the midst of all the anger hurling out at everyone in this house, it doubled back onto her. So in her head, it hurts. The colour of her mood ring turned black, like never before.
'I'll fucking kill this witch.'
The voice cut through her maelstrom of outward and self-hate, and before she could stop him, Adelais leapt forward into being, planting himself protectively between Queenie and Hubert with a low and threatening growl.
"Cerberus must be short-staffed on quality witches if the only thing they can do is mindlessly attack like barbarians. So much for best and brightest."
It didn't matter if Queenie was poorly cleaning up. In essence, she didn't do anything to warrant this treatment. Everything else they concluded was speculation, circumstantial at best.
Queenie took this moment to try and recover with quick rest and FAMILIARIS: PHYSIOLOGICAL VARIANT. Adelais was so much stronger than her physically; hopefully mimicking his muscles will help with the pain and maybe then she could get out of here, past the stupid deer. She could hear Erin’s voice in the other room, taunting and distracting, and heaven knows because of these damn old witches, she’s going to need back up.
Adelais took a step forward toward Hubert in efforts to increase the space between Queenie and him. And then he struck first–lunging at the water deer with claws and teeth at the ready. This is self-defense now.
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Queenie is resting and casting FAMILIARIS: PHYSIOLOGICAL VARIANT for a six-pack and strong legs.
Addy is in between her and Hubert, and strikes at Hubert in THE NAME OF SELF-DEFENSE
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familiar Familiarsiri, the white vampire bat
played by OOC Namejuno
dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep
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Post by erin caulfield on Feb 28, 2022 20:45:29 GMT -7
[attr="class","erin"]One moment, she's turning her attention to the pair of handcuffs in the police's possession, hoping her OBSERVER'S NOTES can find a weakness to exploit—a way to free the witch she's meant to help escape. After the overwhelming look at the enchantress' marvelous work, Serenya's unshackling changes scales in Erin's priority list.
The next moment, she's walking down the stairs with all the confidence she doesn't have, all the confidence that only the real owners of this house would have.
"Now what do we have here? Just look at you, so quick to turn your fangs on these debilitated ladies. So violent."
Her voice is deceptively sweet, wrapped in lace and dipped in venom for emphasis in the very last word.
Then, follows the taunt.
"Is this how rabid dogs are trained these days?"
A grin appears on her lips in-between sentences, regrettably hidden behind her mask.
"It almost looks like... you're enjoying the thrill of the chase."
They are insubstantial claims. Meaningless, unless their minds find themselves reflected in them. After all, they would know themselves better than Erin, a mere stranger. A mysterious, incredibly good at bluffing stranger, but a stranger nonetheless.
Beneath her taunts, she's hoping to use this moment of distraction to grab at the GILDED HANDCUFFS on sylvaine vaillancourt's hands with her magic. She's moving, trying to neutralize the older witch, and a mid-action ORGANIFREEZE would give the handcuffs enough propulsion for Erin's next move.
The handcuffs are expected to move in the masked witch's direction, initially, powered by a charm of SPATIAL DEVIANCE. Another bluff. A flick of her finger at the last minute changes their direction, perhaps even aided by an attempt from the wannabe-knights at recovering said handcuffs, and she guides them straight for milo tremerie's wrists.
With some luck, he would be too preoccupied with everything else going on to react. His hands certainly look it. Otherwise, he'd probably be forced to loosen his grip on the enchantress. Win-win.
Failing even that, her actions would show the old couple that their backup has every intention of helping them, so please help her help them. Still a win-win?
sylvaine vaillancourt milo tremerie Quynh Le
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- Turns her OBSERVER'S NOTES in the direction of the GILDED HANDCUFFS, trying to figure out a safe way to remove them from Serenya.
- Attempts to take advantage of her self-created distraction (a verbal taunt) to steal Syl's GILDED HANDCUFFS with her spells: ORGANIFREEZE and SPATIAL DEVIANCE. After a bluff, aims them at Milo's wrists. [newclass=".erin > b"]color: var(--hovericoncolor); } .erin b i { font-weight: normal; } .erin p b, .erin p i { color: var(--hydra); } .erin a, .erin .user-link, .erin .js-user-link { text-transform: lowercase; [/newclass] |
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familiar Familiar
played by OOC Namestaff
aww i guess you're my little pogchamp aww i guess you're my little pogchamp aww i guess you're my l
MONKEY KING
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Post by Admin on Mar 4, 2022 22:28:18 GMT -7
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SIX-POINTED STAR (REPRISE)
[attr="class","staffbody"] [attr="class","staffheadimg"] INSIDE THE HEMSWORTH RESIDENCE...[attr="class","staffpara"] Quynh Le is hit hard enough to knock her down-- the water deer's tackle comes before she knows what's happening, and it knocks the wind from her lungs. [break][break] Adelais, as he is manifesting into the physical realm is immeidately struck with the same pain, a stabbing in his chest, an absence of air in his lungs. Queenie's PHYSIOLOGICAL transformation doesn't return the oxygen any sooner, and she struggles to stand up.[break][break] And then he roars and charges Hubert, successfully pinning it by its shoulder blade, but with too much of his own pain ringing for it to be effective for long ---[break][break] Near the stairwell, sylvaine vaillancourt is struck by a reciprocal stinging pain and the sensation of the doom of the hunted, the feeling of imminent danger that grips her like no other---[break][break] erin caulfield's initial jinx does the exact opposite of what it's supposed to do, freezing Sylvaine's grasp on the handcuffs. It also freezes her in place more generally, making her unable to cry out in pain or do anything but experience it, marinate in it. The SPATIAL DEVIANCE she casts fails as the handcuffs are not in any kind of orbit.[break][break] Nair runs up the stairs and grabs Erin by the wrist, a look of urgency on her face.[break][break] What now? she seems to ask. The exit is in the other direction. What is their directive? But before Erin can give her any kind of direction, Sylvaine has already broken free of the enchantress's hold. (Upstairs, Hubert, too, wrestles away from Adelais's grip)[break][break] The GILDED CHAINS snap onto Nair's wrist, and Rosalie successfully separates the two Hydra witches, syncing perfectly with Sylvaine to facilitate the other cuff clinking on the other wrist.[break][break] Erin's OBSERVER NOTE'S teach her of the workings of the charm -- it burns any witch whose familiar is out and about, and seems resistant to magical damage, but is otherwise as sturdy as regular handcuffs.[break][break] On the otherside of the living room floor, Serenya feels her bones collapse into eachother, like she is being crushed from all sides. Her familiar is sent flying and she's not sure if that hurts her more or less than the burning chains on her wrist, the smell of rotting flesh---[break][break] She is yanked forward at brought face to face with the enemy. milo tremerie 's gaze, for just a second, terrifies her. Not because she has never seen it before, but because she has seen it one too many times. [break][break] But then she thinks, [break][break] Do you know how many of your kind I've killed, boy?[break][break] The bomb behind them continues spinning. But Serenya's screams have all ben swallowed-- she is silent in her defiance. [break][break] The burning feels numb, almost cold. [break][break] And then the ice explodes. [break][break] Into a hundred shards, each as big as a dagger and twice as dangerous, piercing through the house, the walls, the ceilings, and the inhabitants indiscriminately. GUIDELINES[attr="class","staffpara"] - YOU HAVE 72HRS TO POST.
- You may post twice in this round.
- CERBERUS ADVANTAGE: All CERBERUS WITCHES gain +10 on their rolls
- REMINDER that this is an injury-enabled event, as well as PVP. Here's some staff notes on what to expect with these events.
- In the first post your character may do whatever is reasonable to do so. Please roll in this post as you normally would.
- In addition to regular roll guidelines, if your dice roll for this round is even, your character will be pierced by an ice dagger. If their roll is odd, they will avoid blast damage.
- At the 24hr mark, there will be an NPC interjection for characters who have used their NPC cards.
- After this, you may post again with a reaction post (no roll). Please be reasonable with the actions you can take in a reaction post!
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