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viditlibertas) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-04-29 08:47 pm
☆ A Gloomy Person
Characters: The Anguished One, and anyone else pulled in.
Setting: Floor 38, the upper lounge, and floor 36, where the staircase crumbles.
Format: Any is fine, it's up to you guys. :|b
Summary: For all he knows, he fell during the fight with Polaris. Time to dwell on this! And then later, getting stumped by stairs.
Warning: Sorta-jittery staralien waxing poetic on his angst, followed by also jumping being a very new activity.
The world he knew was now out of his reach. It was gone from him, he could feel it.
Awakening in such a condition had left him more rattled than he had ever felt, but it wasn't the sinking despair of failure, not really...it was how cut off he was. His instinct had been to call for his demons, or to teleport back to the the Shining One's side, but nothing answered. He was alone in a strange room, within some other world, and last he could recall was the true face of Polaris staring them down. Only then did he truly despair at the amount of loss he'd suffered, but it wasn't the same sort of terror most would have felt. He had known their gamble from the start. If they had failed, then he was forced to accept it.
[Floor 38]
But, why was he still conscious? Was this some strange punishment, enacted by Polaris? Maybe he was still at the record, and the others were outside, still fighting? His priority became to find some sort of view outside, but when he arrived on the lounge floor, his insides seemed to still. The Anguished One approached the glass, peering out in to the nothingness...then sat down in front of it, curling his arms around his knees and kept watching.
He decided then that he had been foolish for ever trying to challenge Polaris.
[Floor 36]
After spending quite some time sorting out the gravity of his current situation, the Anguished One decided to try and motivate himself for exploration- but only made it to floor thirty-six before he hit a snag. Once he hovered in to the floor, he found...his feet on the ground? And despite his best efforts, he could not get himself up and flying once again. While this was odd and troubling, that wasn't as bad as when he eventually came to the edge of the staircase, when jumping became required. He could walk of course (even if he did so like it was weird), but...he'd never leaped anywhere without hovering or flying to make the difference. Was he willing to chance that? Would it be better to first wonder about his density on this new world...? Or was he simply overthinking it?
Regardless, he'd be stuck in awkward contemplation mode while standing at the edge for quite some time, at this rate.
Setting: Floor 38, the upper lounge, and floor 36, where the staircase crumbles.
Format: Any is fine, it's up to you guys. :|b
Summary: For all he knows, he fell during the fight with Polaris. Time to dwell on this! And then later, getting stumped by stairs.
Warning: Sorta-jittery staralien waxing poetic on his angst, followed by also jumping being a very new activity.
The world he knew was now out of his reach. It was gone from him, he could feel it.
Awakening in such a condition had left him more rattled than he had ever felt, but it wasn't the sinking despair of failure, not really...it was how cut off he was. His instinct had been to call for his demons, or to teleport back to the the Shining One's side, but nothing answered. He was alone in a strange room, within some other world, and last he could recall was the true face of Polaris staring them down. Only then did he truly despair at the amount of loss he'd suffered, but it wasn't the same sort of terror most would have felt. He had known their gamble from the start. If they had failed, then he was forced to accept it.
[Floor 38]
But, why was he still conscious? Was this some strange punishment, enacted by Polaris? Maybe he was still at the record, and the others were outside, still fighting? His priority became to find some sort of view outside, but when he arrived on the lounge floor, his insides seemed to still. The Anguished One approached the glass, peering out in to the nothingness...then sat down in front of it, curling his arms around his knees and kept watching.
He decided then that he had been foolish for ever trying to challenge Polaris.
[Floor 36]
After spending quite some time sorting out the gravity of his current situation, the Anguished One decided to try and motivate himself for exploration- but only made it to floor thirty-six before he hit a snag. Once he hovered in to the floor, he found...his feet on the ground? And despite his best efforts, he could not get himself up and flying once again. While this was odd and troubling, that wasn't as bad as when he eventually came to the edge of the staircase, when jumping became required. He could walk of course (even if he did so like it was weird), but...he'd never leaped anywhere without hovering or flying to make the difference. Was he willing to chance that? Would it be better to first wonder about his density on this new world...? Or was he simply overthinking it?
Regardless, he'd be stuck in awkward contemplation mode while standing at the edge for quite some time, at this rate.

c r y i n g
..Who's the enemy here? That monster looks like it's connected to Jin. That nonhuman - he seemed perfectly okay until just now.
Mostly, though, the hell is going on?
NUH-UH HE DID
"Why would I leave a wretched thing like you be?!"
He gestured his hands slowly in front of himself, then snapped his fingers dramatically out towards Moros. He intended to just use Elec Dance on Moros, but immediately after the attack hit for the first time, he realized something was very wrong. The second attack missed, and the third was stopped before it could even strike.
"I said leave him! I won't allow you to hide behind that which you seek to destroy!"
...even if it was a very effective way to ensure Alcor wasn't going to attack again in good conscience.
YOU WERE THE ONE THAT ATTACKED HIM???
This human is the vessel I have been forced to inhabit. Moros' body parts spun and his arm raised, unleashing an Agidyne on Alcor without mercy, but paying Sayaka no mind for now.
So long as he lives I am tied to this world; destroy him if you wish. It matters not to me.
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--From the way it's speaking, that thing.. it's definitely the enemy. While it's busy lighting Alcor on fire - Sayaka climbs back to her feet, and there's a flash of blue -
- and her schoolgirl uniform's been replaced by the costume of a magical knight. She flashes a sword a moment later.
The gem on her midriff has only a guttering light - but who cares about that?
"--So that's 'Moros?' How about you just go back to bed, huh...?"
Here's how she understands it:
Glowy Guy, let's codename him 'Snowy,' called out this monster from Jin - and now Jin is in obvious, horrible pain. And the monster doesn't care a lick if Jin gets hit. ..So is that the same for both ways? It would be really nice if she could slice it and it would be the only one hurt. Sayaka, more for action than over-thinking, attempts to cut it and find out.
Priority B is punching out Snowy for calling that thing out.
HE IS TRYING TO PROTECT THE HOOMAN???????
"Forced? Why- who would have the power to invoke you unwillingly in to a mortal's body?!"
His jitters...he was nervous. He'd never truly been nervous before. What was this? What was he supposed to do? Should he just kill the human and spare him further pain...?
While Alcor was frozen in consideration, Sayaka transformed and attacked, something else he hadn't expected. Moros would not give any pause in killing her- this was out of hand!
"Stop!" Attacking her would just make it even worse, but he didn't have much of a choice. Alcor's aforementioned not-tattoo-not-eyeshadow markings turned momentarily misty and black, and he thrust his arm out in Sayaka's direction, trying to paralyze her. If it would keep her from attacking, then he'd have to...but hew as already moving closer to her after the blackness sunk in to her skin.
WOW THAT'S WORKING
This is a post of Moros still trying to kick their asses.Moros didn't answer Alcor's question; its body spun and whirr some more, a bit longer than usual. A more drastic wave of his arm, and this time a Magarula spelll, as a large gust of wind came down on both Alcor and Sayaka.
Meanwhile Jin had all but given up trying to struggle against Moros' will. His hands were on the ground in front of him, barely holding himself up, and his body trembled.
AM NOT HOOMAN AM ROCK
The heavy gust of wind easily bowls her over, paralyzed and all.
OH COOL ROCKS ARE NEAT : >
"I cannot allow you to die on my mistake."
And it was. This was a horrible mistake, he had no idea what to do...his reliance on the Record was showing, and his lack of tact in action as well. But, he couldn't simply leave Doom to rampage. It was a simple matter to fade away, and reappear where he'd left Moros, this time without any pedestrian distractions.
"I am sorry that I have to do this, one who holds Moros." Frankly, Saiduq should have apologized a long time ago, but... "Please, don't give up on resisting him."
But, what could he do? Any attack seemed to go through to his human as well- everything at his disposal was multi-hit or too risky. The best thing he could hope for was to tire the god out, and keep him from causing his human too much agony.
start a rock collection 8'|
Moros looked like he had lost interest in Alcor; he had started to turn away from where he had been, though not disappear. When Alcor reappeared though, the God of Doom rotated again, this time unleashing a Garudyne spell.
It had given up on talking at this point. It was easy to forecast that Alcor was weak to wind, so as the green wind blew, Moros rotated its body around almost robotically, extending its singular arm and wrapping its fingers around Jin's neck.
okay no don't take my rock i need it
As soon as she can command her own muscles again, Sayaka jolts up, livid. That... that bastard! What did he think he was doing, dragging her away like that? Especially after what he'd instigated!
Her knees knock a bit when she hops off the bed - the effects might not be entirely gone, but she'll walk it off.
..Well, run it off. She has couple floors to race through.
aww but its shiny : ?
and keeping his pimp hand strong."Stop!"
He pushed himself forward, grasping the arm at the wrist, and tried to wrench it free; when that didn't directly work, he instead did something the Shining One had once taught him.
He punched Moros in the..."face".
there are many more shinies out there
hold on dealing with babby emoticons
There was nothing he could do. Without the record to forecast the possible futures, and without the centuries to consider his options, he wasn't wise enough to deal with situations like this.
All he could do was go for the mercy kill. Alcor's face drew blank at the thought, but was it so unlike putting down Yamato or Ronaldo?
"I'm sorry."
He wanted to believe he meant it, but apology was still a new emotion to him. Instead, he held his hand out, and began to glow a misty black.
"I'll try to make this painless."
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The pain from Jin's persona was pulsating in his head, but Eikichi wasn't going to let...whoever that guy was just outright kill him! You know. Because. Stupid hero types.
"That's one of the Strega guys I was talking to you about," he hissed at Tatsuya, before bringing his guitar case in front of him. But he wasn't playing that card just yet, and instead began to glow with a blackish energy.
"Let's go Hades!" The Persona stepped out and attempted to cast a Marin Karin on the enraged Persona, while giving him a punch with the other. He wasn't attempting to kill him, just get him away from Jin's neck. "Ta-chan, cover me!" Uh Eikichi. Eikichi don't try to be the Main Hero.
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...Alcor!? Goddammit all, what was he doing? What the hell even happened here? Good thing he met the guy, right?
"Al, stop it!" >You tried forceful persuasion with Alcor. Good thing you already met the guy!
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Jin himself fell back to the ground completely, falling on his back and gasping for breath. He was still pretty obviously in pain, given the look on his face-- though that was probably entirely because a) ow, that punch, and b) Moros' continued manifestation.
Moros turned its attention to Eikichi and Hades now; it turned and whirred, unleashing another Agidyne spell.
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Tatsuya's cry was basically the thing that got him to hold back, and his arm shook as he dispelled the darkness clouding around him.
"Wh-?!"
The Agidyne went off, and Alcor tried to take some of the blow, but he wasn't close enough to intercept all of it. The fire damage didn't do much, but he'd taken a couple hits by then, and couldn't completely ignore it this time.
"I have to stop Moros!"
What were they doing...?!
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Piece of shit. Of course Moros would have to unleash the one attack he was weak against and Eikichi held an arm to his chest in pain, before patting down the fire in his hair. His entire body felt like he'd been intensely sunburned.
"QUEZALCOATL!" Hades shifted out, replaced by the large snake that hissed at Moros, attempting to twirl itself around him. Eikichi wasn't as strong with him, but that wasn't important right now. He turned towards Jin and admittedly rather stupidly shook him up a bit to make sure he was still breathing and get his attention.
"The hell do we stop it?" Point him to your pills, something!
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"We can handle this. Please trust us." With that, he went to go help Eikichi, if only to distract this "Moros" and draw fire. He could feel the throbbing pain of it in his head too. So much pain and anger...he'd never forgive whoever did this.
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Alcor stayed his hand, in the end, hovering high enough in the air that he wasn't in the way.
"I am trusting you, Tatsuya."
Even if Moros' presence made his insides squirm with...something, he would hold back.
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When Eikichi shook him, Jin didn't react very well; he tried to push him away angrily, but with his limited strength and how much his head hurt, it wasn't going to be very effective. Stop Moros? Frankly he'd rather they just kill him so he could die and make it stop and he could wake up again the next day-- and he probably would've done it himself if he had his grenades.
"P--... Pills," He eventually said through gritted teeth, his hands going up again to grip the sides of his head. "A bottle."
A cursory glance around the area would show a white bottle of pills laying on the ground a few feet away, fallen out of his pocket from when Moros was flinging him around.
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With a complete lack of grace, he used two fingers to push open Jin's cheeks to open his mouth and threw a couple down his throat. Not exactly the best way to do it, but considering the circomstances at least it wouldn't cause him to choke and it was all he could do without water to wash it down.
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Looked like Eikichi was handling it well, although...well, he tried. If anyone could say anything about Eikichi, it would be, "He tries."
On his grave marker, his epitaph will just say, "Eikichi Mishina: He tried."
"Eikichi! How is he?" Getting better, calming down, what?
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He tried so hard, and got so farMaybe not choke, but Jin nearly gagged at Eikichi forcing his mouth open and pills down his throat. He tried to swat Eikichi away again, and once he had full access to opening and closing his mouth, he swallowed. Coughed a bit, but he swallowed.
A few seconds later and the pills took effect; Moros disappeared from between Quezalcoatl in another flurry of blue light.
When it was gone, Jin let out a breath in exhaustion, still holding his head, though releasing the tension, and the pain in his head finally receding to a dull after-ache.
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He was starting to wonder if it came at the price of him being weak.
The star remained hovering a good seven feet in the air, watching as Jin calmed down and the other two attended to him. Was his resolve crumbling so quickly? He'd come to rely on the Shining One for moral judgement like that. Was he so off-base with humanity...?
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I LOVE ITALICS
I LOVE CAPSLOCK
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Breaking tagging turn just for this, please continue as normal after it
pixle apparently loves breaking tagging order
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