Writing a post! Pacman will be ending the chapter either this or next round. Whatever feels most natural. :) It's dragged on for so long now, partially thanks to our vacation over the summer, and I'm sure everyone's looking forward to a change of pace with Buns' super special awesome chapter haha. I just hope you guys had fun while this lasted! Thanks for putting up with it all this time (>o<)b
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Pit
A moment of silence took over as the guilders reeled in what had happened. Was it over? Had they won? Nothing else within the tent moved or murmured that wasn't human.
Suddenly reinvigorated, Crispin jumped up and dashed his way to the aisle Baltimore was in. "BALTIMORE!" The little girl barely began to dust off her dress before she was assaulted by a tackling hug. The invisible bat flew out from her hand and smacked into a nearby chair, which looked odd because the chair just seemed to make a loud clang before falling over.
"We did it! We did it! We put a stop to these dumb bandits! Gimme five!" Baltimore smiled coyly before reciprocating. "Did you get everyone else out in time?" She only gave a small nod before Crispin embraced her tightly again. His left hand just kinda dangled loosely from his wrist, flopping around every time he moved his arms. "You're the best, chica! I'm so proud, aghh!"
He turned to Syed who was nearby, and held his (non-broken) fist out to him - a congratulatory bro-fist. Their mission was a success. A celebration was in order! ...after he stops puking again, that is!
Phillis Circus: Big Top - Pit
Trixie clung onto her big sister upon being freed, inhaling and exhaling the biggest darnedest breaths she had ever taken in her life. Other than her mouth gaping for air, she seemed positively fine; the suffocation wasn't long enough to shake her vision, thanks to her generous rescue by none other than her big sister and friends. "Wow - gasp - I'm never - gasp - eating jelly again..."
The dolly centaur, having lost its front pair of legs, immediately crashed to the floor from the imbalance. It was futile; any parts of its body dislodged or destroyed would be immediately replaced by another, stronger limb formed by Guinevere's precious dolls, all broken and scattered around the arena. Its ability to recuperate was far too strong for a handful of guilders to wipe out.
At least, that's what Guinevere had banked on. No more dolls and toys had entered the tent since Vance's fall. Most now were completely beyond salvation, much less usage. Others were blown to bits entirely. There was nothing left to continue building itself from. Even its sticky hands were of no use now.
Perhaps more projectiles were in order. Similarly to the rhino, the dolly opened its "mouth" wide - by splitting its porcelain face in half from the center, opening up in an angle. Inside were more and more of those blasted toys, ready to fling themselves out at rapid speed.
But even that proved useless, as the head completely exploded before it could fire a single thing. From the pit, Trixie stood with one arm extended (the other still around Estelle), the barrel of her uzi in hand sizzling. She panted still, turning to Moira now and winking at her. "Gotta kill it at at its core or whatever, right?"
The dolly beast stumbled forward, and Xandra used all of her remaining might - "Raaagh!" - to jab her bladed pole into the dolly a final time. It penetrated the stomach easily, the plushes inside all squealing with horror as it jutted out the other end. Then Xandra yanked the pole to the side in order to bring the dolly-beast fully down to the ground. Its body twitched, and still more dolls composing it shrilled and shrieked, unable to stand back up, much less move.
A flash of light flooded the stage. Once the whiteness of it all died down, the mutated centaur dolly moved no more - aside from its plush exterior falling apart and pouring onto the stage from the beast like lava.
"No... impossible..."
The rhino was obliterated. The tornado was skewered. The big blonde dolly Guinevere didn't even know about until now was incinerated, penetrated, decimated from that witch's whip. And now, she was coming to finish her off for good.
What was supposed to be a simple rescue mission turned into havoc. She had hoped her staying behind would have prevented things from becoming unhinged the way it did, but she knew now it was inevitable from the start. Friends and friendly strangers alike were injured in the fray, and her appearance had only made everything worse. Had it not been for everyone else, who knew what would've become of Trixie.
All these words and emotions flooded Amy's mind as she strode up the stairs to the stage, closer and closer to Guinevere. Guinevere, pretty pretty lady who thought of herself a princess, now scorned and trounced for what she had done - she backed away from Amy, back and back and back, until she could back away no further. Her hands, her delicate polished hands now dirty and ruined from battle, clutched onto the fabric walls behind her. Fear gripped her expression as much as contempt did Amy's.
The frightful woman stuttered. Pretty pristine princess, now pitiful and pathetic. "Everything else has been taken away from me. Everything. My parents, my home, my childhood - it's gone! It's all gone! I have nothing left! All because of you, damned filthy witch! What more could you possibly do to make--"
SLAP!
Guinevere had fallen. Amy stood there, eyes cast down on the lady below her. "...dumb bitch."
Hi Rare, thanks for the interest :) I don't think we're accepting any more new players unfortunately, but I'll let Pachamac get back to you on that since he's the GM haha.
Phillis Circus: Big Top - Aisle
A mutated cry sounded off from up high. The winged rhino that danced out of everyone's reach had been stricken, its airborne course erratic now and threatening to fall. Its three set of wings were unharmed and still able to beat in good rhythm, but with the hole forming in its stomach, it was in no condition to continue. Many of the zapped plushes had actually jumped off from the rhino, their fluffy skins sizzling. Because the rhino was shot while it was overhead both Lute and Aria, the divebombing screaming fluffballs fell in their direction.
Before the rhino could complete another round in the air, its body suddenly jerked to the side - once, twice, thrice, before it came crashing down.
From another aisle, Baltimore drew nearer to Syed her fists outstretched before her with one in front of another. She yanked them back, reached forward with one hand, then yanked them back again. The rhino's body jerked with each tug; an invisible rope had lassoed around its body. Once it landed, Baltimore loosened her grip on the rope - just in time to avoid the rhino pulling back on it. Baltimore let out a silent sigh and began to craft something else; the invisible rope had vanished away completely though it was unseen to begin with.
It brushed its foot against the floor and, like a real rhino, it began charging after its assailant. And as it ran, it suddenly split itself into two halves: top and bottom. The bottom half composed entirely of feet and stomach ran at a disturbingly fast pace, while the top half maintained speed with its wings. The head on the top half reared back and fired another cannonball at Syed.
In response to this, Baltimore basically dived in front of Syed from the side and swung her fists downward. The cannonball instantly shot back towards the beast's top half, though it missed the body completely. Invisible tennis rackets are pretty cool. Once she landed, she rolled out of harm's way and out of the beast's sight beneath some still-stable chairs. There she began manipulating another object with her hands.
The split beast was falling apart even with its dual launch towards the mage. Any powerful hit would obliterate the plushes comprising it beyond further usage.
Onstage (Center)
The combined forces of Estelle and Xandra had led one of the dolly's hands to be destroyed. As Estelle fell to the stage, the dolly tittered and tottered, quickly losing balance and control. The hand fell straight to the floor, withering up quickly. No matter, it still had two more hands, and that was all that was necessary to defeat these rascals. At least, that's what Guinevere hoped for. Moira's yank on the other sticky hand had indeed caused the dolly to topple over; the tug combined with Estelle's impact was too much to stand.
It fell onto its side, though quickly sat back up; the top half of its body bended crookedly in order to face Estelle and Xandra while its feet extended in a different direction. And suddenly, it began to rise from the ground without any further movement. Throughout the girls' movements, more and more of the broken toys nearby had tottered their way up the stage and towards the dolly. Some even began to float, though they were inanimate otherwise.
They continued to build and build on the dolly's legs. Before Estelle and Xandra could follow up, the dolly threw its remaining sticky hand at them. However, instead of extending their way as expected, a second smaller hand flew out from its palm instead, this time composed entirely of busted plushes and stuffings. It fired one, two more, both of which crashed to the floor before reaching their targets. Rather than disintegrating, they continued to act on their own and wormed their way towards the two girls. The fired, missile-like hand buzzed around the girls, while the hands below made for the girls' legs.
Soon enough, the big dolly was back up in the air again, its body mostly the same... except for its horse-bodied torso. Now it was a giant dolly centaur of all things, even bigger than before yet still as rainbowed and fluffy as a child's plaything. Aside from its broken porcelain face, of course.
Pit
Thanks to Eric and Trixie's combined attacks, the alien-cat monster had been obliterated - it practically exploded into hundreds of tiny little dolls comprising it, all screaming and wailing as the split rhino had. Trixie let out a loud sigh and turned to the three in the pit. "Whoa, that was a close one, wasn't--"
A strong force of wind blew from the entire left side of the tent; Trixie recoiled from this, shielding her eyes from the flying tiny particles. All the fallen dolls and plushes from the alien-cat began to reform, amalgamating together in the air. As they mixed, they began to spin, and spin, and spin...
"--it."
...a tornado! Being on one end of the tent, it immediately set off in both Lucien's and Eric's direction (with the former being much closer). Its rotation was rapid but not atrocious; the guilders towards the center and the opposite end of the tent felt its breezes, but nothing strong enough to break their balance.
It was all or nothing for this collection of dolls now. The smaller bits and pieces were already flying off from the overall tornado, unable to keep with the spin. Many of them ripped up within the tornado, so it looked like a conglomeration of stuffing. Rapidly spinning stuffing.
Wait... something was off. But it moved too quickly for anyone to catch it on time. The stuffing tornado had actually split from its bottom third, which formed into a rapid spinning ball. It then flung at Trixie, knocking her closer to the pit, before moving on after Moira like a baseball. Just as she turned to see it however, it flew to the roof - and straight out of it.
Crispin had slid under and uppercutted the flying bitch in time. Once he felt eyes on him, he blew on his fist and tried to be all nonchalant. "I played baseball while I was in school. They kicked me out because I was cheating."
Another rumble took hold of the tent floors, with Trixie screaming out before being cut off abruptly. A giant sticky hand pressed down on her, capturing her entire tiny body in its palm. Her face, her screaming open mouth was stuck to the sticky palm's surface.
And then, from onstage - a whispered "Excellent."
"No!" Amy cried out as she rushed towards the hand, light-whip still brandished. Before she could even attempt to whip the thing entrapping her friend, she was blown away suddenly. The flying missile hand buzzing around onstage flew after Amy after its business there was done. It then continued to blast around like a rocket gone out of control, going after a new target now.
The dolly-centaur had used one of remaining two its sticky hands to attack and pin down Trixie while the rest of its body ran rampant across the stage to attack Estelle and Xandra. The tentacles along its back whipped and lashed with each step.
Trixie had quite a knack for being suffocated.
EDIT: Posted! Hope you guys enjoy!
I think we've got two more rounds of fighting left - this current one until my next post, and the round until my next-next post. Any longer than that and I'm sure we can agree it'll be too dragged out haha. I hope my post is clear about what's going on with each characters and stuff
Feel free to PM me via skype/facebook if you have any questions!
I think we've got two more rounds of fighting left - this current one until my next post, and the round until my next-next post. Any longer than that and I'm sure we can agree it'll be too dragged out haha. I hope my post is clear about what's going on with each characters and stuff
Feel free to PM me via skype/facebook if you have any questions!I think late December/early January will kill everyone T__T I imagine my hours will double around that time as well. But I'll be on break so that's a compensation I'm willing to make haha. Good luck to everyone in surviving the end of the year ><
EDIT: Back! @.@
EDIT EDIT: Two more scenes left then my post will be up!
EDIT EDIT EDIT: Post is officially up! Sorry it's long, but I wanted to make the hype last these last few rounds. I've included a little locations hider at the bottom of my post for quick reference on what's going on where and with whom. As for the next two (or three?) rounds - I just want you guys to be creative. :) If it looks impossible, you ain't being creative enough lol~ I left a couple of soft spots for a couple of characters to work with assisting others, actually. But like... I'm not trying to make you guys lose. I kinda want some weird adrenaline thing going on here with creativity and having characters pull bamfness out of their asses suddenly. If that includes snapping doll limbs and busting in faces, then go for it!
The battle will probably get bigger and badder over the next two (three?) rounds - but all I'm asking is for the same creativity. ^^ I really get a kick out of when characters do something unexpected and emerge victorious. Let your characters shine with badassery with the way they dodge/counter/whatever hehe. Be weird and unique and control my own dolls if it helps you, actually! :D I encourage it!
PM me if you have any questions! Of course, my only other request is that you don't severely hurt Guinevere yet lol, though your character can certainly target her with the intention to do just that. :)
Btw I forgot to say earlier, everyone had such fantastic posts! I enjoyed reading yours too, Kei ^^
EDIT EDIT: Two more scenes left then my post will be up!
EDIT EDIT EDIT: Post is officially up! Sorry it's long, but I wanted to make the hype last these last few rounds. I've included a little locations hider at the bottom of my post for quick reference on what's going on where and with whom. As for the next two (or three?) rounds - I just want you guys to be creative. :) If it looks impossible, you ain't being creative enough lol~ I left a couple of soft spots for a couple of characters to work with assisting others, actually. But like... I'm not trying to make you guys lose. I kinda want some weird adrenaline thing going on here with creativity and having characters pull bamfness out of their asses suddenly. If that includes snapping doll limbs and busting in faces, then go for it!
The battle will probably get bigger and badder over the next two (three?) rounds - but all I'm asking is for the same creativity. ^^ I really get a kick out of when characters do something unexpected and emerge victorious. Let your characters shine with badassery with the way they dodge/counter/whatever hehe. Be weird and unique and control my own dolls if it helps you, actually! :D I encourage it!
PM me if you have any questions! Of course, my only other request is that you don't severely hurt Guinevere yet lol, though your character can certainly target her with the intention to do just that. :)
Btw I forgot to say earlier, everyone had such fantastic posts! I enjoyed reading yours too, Kei ^^
Phillis Circus: Big Top - Pit
A loud snap bore through the room. What looked like glass shards began to rain down upon the three in the pit - or rather, like a rainy background, like the eye of the storm, pittering and pattering against the ground beneath them. And there in the center stood Amy, her glare transfixed upon Guinevere's own. Her body glowed with the light of her whip.
The staring contest was interrupted with a loud "I got it!" echoing from one of the seats. Before Guinevere could even look to see the rascal's taunt, a parade of bullets burst in her direction. Guinevere turned away, bringing an arm to shield her face from the nuisance. The bullets did all but tear straight through bits and pieces of her dress. Like her own dolls, a cotton-like substance poked out of the fluffier bits nearby her shoulders while other seams tore open with ease.
Guinevere didn't have to see what was becoming of her gown to understand that it was being torn up. Fuel to the fire. "How dare you! How dare you!" Though much less now than before, many toys still continued to swarm the air and ground alike. They would flock in on their opponents once they had a good angle, but the guilders were all capable enough to handle them on their own. They may have been power-buffed, but in the end, they were still children's playthings - and bound to break by that very nature.
Their weakness didn't stop Guinevere from trying. Amidst the bullets and the incoming Moira, she held her hand out in their direction. Many of the weaker aerial plushes, such as the ducks that flocked around Marcus earlier as well as small dolphins, swans, flying squirrels, and even useless plastic magician girls - they suddenly floored themselves nearby Trixie and began to stack on one another. Trixie only noticed it in her peripherals once her bullets ran dry. Before she could even make out exactly what it was - a fluffy multicolored rhino-shaped figure - it charged her way, and rammed into her with its hardened felt horn. The prankster flew back with a pained cry, landing in an aisle.
Amy called out to her in shock. This only caused Guinevere to smile. Despite all rage in her poise and visage, her voice suddenly softened back to what it was before. "Oh... it's her. It's the little one, isn't it? It must be. How cute."
With Aria and Lute currently free from opposition, Lucien's imp dashed away from them towards the screaming prankster. It didn't even get close, however; it was knocked back suddenly by a cretin of similar shape and structure such as itself. A fluffy gargoyle with really huge eyes that seemed to pop right out of its face. Two others had been swarming around it, but they quickly chased after the rhino now that the imp was momentarily distracted.
The two gargoyle plushes latched onto the rhino's "shoulders" as it followed up after Trixie. And their bodies practically absorbed right into its fluffy exterior, though the wings still jutted out. They morphed together to form larger wings - and now the fallen prankster had an angry winged rainbow rhino bulleting after her.
Aisle
Baltimore jumped up and clapped her hands in glee as Eric made his recovery. He was so cool. Of course, the celebration was cut short from Amy's sudden scream. The mime girl turned in time to see Trixie crashing into an aisle, close by to the duo. She moaned in pain and struggled to get up for a moment, but otherwise she looked okay. Except, of course, for the angry rhino coming its way.
The niece nodded to Eric and dashed in Trixie's direction - setting herself up right between the two figures. Baltimore held her hands out together, palms facing the beast, before she threw them out to her sides in a swift but fluid motion. Trixie groaned as she sat herself up, catching the girl doing this. She cried out and jumped to her feet as the beast drew near - but instead of rolling them both over, it suddenly recoiled and turned away its head. The handful of little plushes composing it began to murmur and cry out in high pitched squeals all at once.
But what neither of them expected was that another large creature composed of many tiny ones had been following after it. Like a six-legged big cat, it pounced right over the beast and smashed the invisible wall in with its head. Baltimore's eyes widened, and she was quickly swept away by two of its claws. She landed to the side with a thud.
Fortunately Trixie had already gotten to her feet with her guns reloaded by this time, and she began to run away. Very fast. But the alien big-cat was faster. As it drew nearer, and nearer, circling around the inner perimeter and drawing closer to the pit, it opened its mouth and a long pitchforked tongue made of plushes extended at her. She cried out for help.
The rhino took flight instead of stampeding after the duo. From onstage, Guinevere let out a soft, soft chuckle.
Aisle
While all of this transpired, Moira's incoming footsteps did not go unnoticed. The fourth, final, and largest of the cheaply-crafted gargoyle plushes (they must have been something similar that got mutated through Guinevere) swept down in front of her, aiming to pick her up. But she had noticed it in time and avoided it. It soared back up afterwards and spun around. But instead of flying back towards her, it flew up and into the overhead rhino's stomach. Another set of wings emerged from its backside.
Like a bird, it soared about freely in the sky despite itself and its weight. Its forged mouth opened up, its insides revealing a kaleidoscope of colors much like its outer 'skin' and it... suddenly began to spew out cannonball-like tiny plushes at many of the guilders. Including Syed, Lucien, Eric, Aria, and Lute. However, given the big top's height, it was much too far for any of them to reach physically.
And from on stage, two giant sticky hands suddenly flew Moira's way - one above and one below. Crispin cried for her to watch out, as he was too far to step in on time.
Onstage (Center)
Standing before Estelle and Xandra, the big blonde dolly seemed to grow and grow. But its form itself wasn't actually expanding - rather, many of the various scattered plushes began to latch themselves onto various parts of it. Including three more monkeys with those giant sticky hands, two of which was lashed out towards Moira while the rest of the dolly's body maintained its attention on the girls before it. Its arms now were both completely wrapped up in the sticky hand material like they were new gloves, with the monkeys clamped within the dolly's fists, crying out the way genuine monkeys do. The third monkey had plunged itself into the dolly's head and shot its sticky hand at Moira from there. It wasn't long before all three were submerged beneath other dolls and plushes latching onto the dolly.
The critter crawlers all slithered up its back. As the dolly swept at Estelle and Xandra with the metal barrier (held by the sticky hand), the critters' formation enlarged exponentially, forming writhing tentacle-like tendrils on its back. Guinevere, who was between both those two girls and Aria and Lute, stepped back; her smile never left her lips. At once, all six tendrils lashed out towards Lute and Aria, charging at them like torpedoes.
Both Aria and Lute had successfully defeated the plush zombie bear, with help from Lucien's imp to flatten those inflatable guitars. But would they react in time to the incoming missiles - both the doll's tendrils and the rhino's projectiles?
Pit
Amy took a deep breath, her shock now leaving nothing more than widened, angry eyes. She twirled her staff, her body glowing an instant shade of warm gold. So too did Crispin's, Lucien's, and Xandra's bodies.
Welcome back, Kei! It's cool, I've had instances where my oocs didn't go through either haha. I'm just glad you're okay; I hope your fever's gone too!
I'll post after you actually! Let you get caught up first hahaha
I'll post after you actually! Let you get caught up first hahaha
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