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Quill was barely conscious for a bit, dizzy and out of energy after his first Limit Break, missing Facilier disappearing. Tangling himself out of the pile, a little difficult when two bodies sit on his back, Quill pulls himself out by the skin of his teeth. "Huh, that was...an experience...it was like some kind of animal formed from-" Then before he could continue Kaida walked up with her pastry to the newly appeared party member, Aux? That armor must've not been him, well better and better. Quill wanted to get up and out of here but after the absolute ass-kicking he went through, some R&R was called for. "Ughh ok...I'm gonna sit here for a little- Oh you're back, how'd you get here? Oww!"

The white cat from before that he encountered in the room that he crashed in, came up to him with what Quill thought was curiosity. Quill figured he should pick it up but instead, it goes to claw him and now won't let go! Even worse, that orange calico cat was back, ruffling his damn hair as it playfully sat on his head and making it hard to see, now getting more grass in it! "Why...me...ahhh!" He tried to crawl away but his cat attackers (Cattackers) would not be dissuaded from their antics.

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OOC: Including Section of Faust's part

Seeing the rest of the group ready to spring into action and finally take down this armored figure, Faust could only really shrug his shoulders in preparation for his next move. “Big order Quill but I guess it isn’t too bad being the opening act!” Faust called out charging forward to keep the shadowy figure busy for the others to prep for the showstopper Quill had planned. The figure’s arm winded up for an ever-increasing swing at Faust as he ducked under barely timing it to pass over his head. “You know the strong silent act isn't bad but that isn’t gonna give you the leading role big guy.” Faust taunted dancing out of the path of the figure’s attacks. As much as Faust felt he could dodge out his opponent's attacks at their current speed he could but help think that he was pushing luck given the chaos of the party venue was in. Feeling his footing give out as he put his weight on a discarded wine bottle trying to dodge out of the way swing he felt weightless for a moment. Then in the next second the armored hand of his opponent clamped onto one of his legs holding him up in the air for a moment due to his slow movements Faust awkwardly laughed “Nice catch… we can talk about this right big guy...” before he felt his weight shift in preparation for him to be slammed back down into the ground in retaliation. “Guess not. Hope you’re ready for that shocking showstopper!” Faust quickly called out, prepping a last-ditch plan he kept in his sleeves. Magic surged wildly through his body as the smell of ozone filled his nose for a split second before he let loose Twin Lightning Strikes, striking both him and the dark figure and stunning them for a few seconds as electricity arced between. Faust felt the hand claiming onto his leg release and drop him to the ground, his body creaking as he looked up at the electrically charged figure before casting an Aero to knock the bodyguard up into the air. “Looks like you’re up Quill…” Faust called weakly looking up at the three figures now flying up into the air.

Quill had to slowly step back, spinning the pillar he stood on, and somehow keep concentration on the influx of energy. Quill took in Kaida's energy and...something started to appear in front of them both. From both their chests emitted some phantasmal smoke pouring from both their chests as they both instinctively leaned backward. Black, yellow, orange, and white all these colors seemed to mix into some nebula of vapor before it began to puff out below and form a shape. Both the eyes of the keyblade wielder glowed a ghostly faint white. As the black armored man has his static begin to discharge, his attention is taken away from rushing back at his tweaked ground opponent. Instead, he twists his body just in time to see...

Fusion Limit : Vampire End​

The body of the gargantuan spirit animal Bat, formed of blackness and cosmic sparks, jumpscares Aux and grasps his whole form like a vice. The wingspan doubles his massive body by half, it's as if he's absorbed into a crushing black hole. From the outside we only experience the pause of a breath, but inside...
OOC: Just imagine the inside of Gojo's domain expansion.
Then, there is an explosion of light inside and a fading cry as the orbital Bat body shatters like a mirror, and Aux's shadow armor falls to the grass on the table Facilier used. Kaida and Quill's eyes return to normal, and the aura affecting the...well, everything, ends. The two fall onto Faust and make a bruised three-person pile on the Bouff's fancy lawn. Kaida did get a beignet to fall on her face, so a sweet fight all around.

Exp writer: 200/200

Aux: 645/600

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OOC: Some of what Kaida did was canon, I'm sorry Cstar. Here's what I'm thinking: Kaida after seeing Quill trap Aux floating, started to talk to her teammates before noticing him beginning to break out. Responding to it quickly, she uses Stopga.

Quill is not a word in before the shrapnel of the dresser is about to pierce them all, only Kaida's quick thinking gave them more time. "Huh, ok maybe..." His eyes widen a bit. "Kaida, you and I are gonna take to the air. Faust, you stay on the ground and give us supporting fire from that wild keyblade. Anything you got will do, don't stop till we're done setting up. Ok, break!" Quill claps his hands together as Zero Force expands now, it's effects immediately washing over the many loose objects among the lawn including Kaida and himself. His stone Keyblade begins to start floating before he catches it, leading a jumping path upwards to as far as they could get. A table of sugary pastries (beignets) twirling above, along with a faux-roman marble pillar.

"Ok, Faust can delay him for a bit before he comes jumping for one of us. Here's my thought, we open the Void on him like they wanted us to do in our training. In your training, you were experiencing the stretching of a single moment. And I was experiencing the crushing weight...ugh remembering it is not pleasant...crushing weight of dark matter." Quill stares down as the Stopga starts to wear off, and the shadow armor's movements begin to move from a crawl to a creep. "We're gonna create a localized pocket of void on him till he calms the **** down. I...I think we gotta sync up again." Quill guesses and stares at Kaida hoping to call on some of her confidence too."

OOC: Pick whichever floating item you like better to stand on cstar lol.

Quill extends out his keyblade shakily and closes his eyes, diagonally up in a "musketeers-esque" pose to link up auras. "Let's end this strife..."

Exp writer: 200/200

Aux: 484/600

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"Ding-a-Ling~" From around the doorway's corner, Charlotte La Bouff's fluffy white cat came to see the wild noise that came across the house. He was trying to sleep and how DARE someone wake him up. When he comes around, what's strange enough is some sleeping stranger! Who does he think he is?! (Cat's completely ignoring the broken down bedframe around him and the crater in the wall) Coming over though, they smell kinda...interesting? Hmmm what could it be, gotta check it out now. Going to walk on his chest, he is breathing a lil, his face is covered with a green book. Hmmm....lets knock that off! Her cat swats the book off his face- OOH huh...hmmmm...he's....

"Ugh my head..." Quill gets up suddenly, scaring and getting a loud angry yell from some random-ass-white-cat that runs to a large white dresser. He was...here on a mission and...oh the fight! Running back to the balcony, realizing his bruising made that a bad idea, he found the fight was progressing. Faust had been using some smart tricks to keep Aux at bay. He was spinning his special keyblade like a windmill and redirecting fists off their course while his fancy footwork gave him some space. Kaida meanwhile was sending Headshot beams off with regularity. Most were now blasting off the black armored backside to take the attention off Faust entirely, but a bunch were getting sent into the mansion. A couple even close to the rooms he was in- DUCK! One hits the stonework above the balcony. This can't go on forever though he had to think of something else, they were annoying him at best. Hmmm, did Faust throw a tablecloth on him? There were some threads still hanging on...maybe...

Down on the ground, the armored man sends another shockwave into the ground, forcing Faust back to Kaida's position. A rumbling goes through the ground, and lightbulbs in the party begin to break. The darkness now seemed to coalesce, becoming like smoke and spiraling around Aux's massive arms. "Dark Impulse!" His body barrels down at the two as a double lariat has no chance of missing the two now sweating. Suddenly from above- "BACK UP!"

Minute ago...
"Ughhh why...who...buys anything...this...heaaaavy!" Back against the side, Quill is using his whole body and legs to slide the massive dresser to the balcony, now open. He has to dump a bunch of dolls out off the edge, all in weirdly well-made dresses. The white cat on top is fearfully gripping the top of the dresser with all his life. Quills go around to the backside, positioning himself in a pushing pose. "Ok...lets see if this won't hurt too much..." Quill begins the grind his teeth in pain as black chitin moves from is arms and back down to his legs, reinforcing to them until- "DIVE!" A jump sends himself and dresser off into the direction of the ongoing fight till it crashes onto a surprised Aux! With speed, Quill runs around and takes his sword out of the ground to bar the dresser door, before Quill taps his keyblade handle. "Zero...Force!" In an instant, the dresser and Aux inside become unbound by gravity and begin to float high upwards. Quill then tiredly looks to Faust and Kaida "So... what's the plan?"

Exp writer: 200/200

Aux: 323/600

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Quill wanted to comment to Faust about the cat on his shoulder, but as our card dealer turned into one of the Hellfire club members, it became clear that that would have to wait. Even more pressingly, the large imposing armored figure was in front of him, towering over the three keyblade wielders as they stared down the behemoth of a man. What caught Quill's attention though was Kaida, her face contorted in recognition and Quill remembered. Parts of the memory dive they both went on seemed to wash over him like a wave, almost knocking him over as recalling the experience in the void was troubling for Quill's mind. But he had a feeling, he needed to take point.

Grass scattered from the ground as Quill dived into a dash at the armored man. Of course, Quill knew nothing of his opponent's moves and powers giving him a clear disadvantage, but if figured the man's identity correctly neither did he know Quill's. "Over here Big Lug!" After breaking right, Quill switched his stone keyblade to one hand and held out the other in front whilst (I'm gonna start calling him Aux despite Quill not knowing that, its just easier to write) Aux winded a slam. Suddenly "Breaking...Point!" In an instant, the distance between the two points becomes compressed, now Aux and Quill are inches from each other. Aux has put off his rhythm, leaving an opening for Quill to wide arc slash into the black armored side. "Home Run!" The singing of the sword was audible for miles as birds went flying from trees, yet the gouge into the armor was shallow. And Quill's eyes widen seeing his attack do lil but anger his opponent. A series of fist flurries go for Quill's head, leaving centimeters for the young man to duck or dodge. Just a graze is enough to break off the darkling chitin on Quill's shoulder, sending shards to cut his ear and cheek. "Ugh!" He finally has to jump out of the melee when a double-fisted hammer strike almost pancakes him and creates a crater in the party grounds.

"Haa....haa...ok...way more inherent defense... let's try something else." Quill makes another run into the fray, Kaida and Faust now seeing...the cats still on Quill's back! It's latched onto his back spines and freaking the **** out! But he hasn't seen that just yet, so he's not aware of his upcoming barrage of attacks, starting with Firaga's wildly sent at the big colossus. They disperse harmlessly off him, singing his armor at most, but it did piss him off. Aux makes a run for Quill who kept firing, almost intending to miss the Hulk thinks...wait... "Red Slash: Fira Wave!" Quill swiped out his keyblade out and a spark went through the battlefield. The grass below his feet began to engulf as it connected to flame caught on the long grass before. Course what could this do? A little heat was nothing for his armor to tank and he'd just have to find this young man after he...wait find? Quill took the opportunity in the flame cover to High Jump above Aux, the black goliath only turning his head too late to see Quill...upside down? Quill Concentrated his magic on the keyblade and himself, as it began to warble the air. "Tera...Graviga!" At ridiculous speeds faster than the eye, Quill's blade arced downward and carved another nasty mark down Aux's spine and the stone keyblade implanted itself deep into the ground. A roar is heard echoing, though Quill could only hear ringing. Using a spell on himself to put a deeper gouge into the armor was risky, even if it did really **** his day up. But the dazed state on the ground was unwise, the black armored man was tired of these surprises. Quill in his state had no recourse to get out of the hold now, yet he took notice of the cat on his back, holding on for dear life in...wait had his chitin unconsciously protected it in an egg? Picking up Quill before he could retrieve his keyblade, he was spun and spun and spun until WHOOOP Quill is sent flying from the grassy field and into the mansion. Quill was sent flying one way, while with his last wits he threw the cat to Faust. "Get him to saaaaafe..." Breaking through an overhang railing and into a bedroom he was lucky a bed was below him when he hit the wall. His chitin began to form around his body like armor as he was flying. But it was not fast enough to be broken when immediately crashing into some rich girl's room. A frog-covered fantasy book fell on top of Quill's face, knocking him out temporarily.

Exp Writer: 200/200

Aux: 80/600

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Quill had watched behind Kaida (well towered over her considering the height difference but what have you) and watched the card flip anxiously. He seemingly expected something,...something to happen as the playing card flipped and yet, no Kaida chose correctly. He shook his head wondering why he got so caught up in the act and turned away when he started to take notice of the many costumes of the patrons at the party. People dressed like creatures, princes, princesses, and every strange fantasy in between. Hm, least I won't look that out of place... And on such a starry night as well, Quill had to ponder how did get we here- CRASH!!! Looking away from the stars, Quill joined his crew's eyes in following the wild frogs causing a fracas across the party. Kaida makes a fair point though, and Quill can't let our party lose focus. Agreed, let's find a place to regroup and get settled in somewhere safe out of sight of the society, then start scouting out the princess. She's a pretty powerful heart so Heartless might be a good track for her. Quill certainly seemed quite sharp as he hashed out a plan, the calico stray standing on his shoulders and resting behind his using his shoulder chitin to scratch their chin notwithstanding.

Vance uncoiled his whip from the unconscious Thug. Vance wondered if he should judge people and call them Thugs, he was a pirate after all. But for some reason Thug just fit these guys too well. Vance shrugs. He went to move South East, seeing one of the Thugs that was affected by the musician's strange music playing. Vance whirled his arm back and went to crack his whip against the man's throat and pulled his eyes into Vance's vision. "Look over here" and Thug was intimidated by Vance's death glare.

Spoiler: Rolls

Move: down 3, right 2.
Attack: 18+5=23, Intimidate: 16+12=28
Damage: 2+7= 9 damage, Shaken 9 rounds.

Vance ran toward the alleyway to find shelter, noticing a couple others from the riot had the same idea. He stopped short when he noticed thugs that were strikingly similar to the same he saw at riot mugging a man. Vance felt injustice in this city had run rampant long enough, as he flicked out the whip on his belt. A sparkling aura covers the weapon. The man behind him wielding the large sword rushed ahead and took a large slice into one of the thugs. Vance eyed the man holding a shortsword over the fashionable man, he aimed his ship to crack against the southern Thugs arm and pull the man to look at Vance eye to eye. Vance's bloodshot serious stare burns into the man and shakes his confidence.

Spoiler: Mechanics

5 foot step down
Swift action: +1 Enhancement on Whip
Attack action against Thug 3: 17+5= 22
Nonlethal damage: 1d3+7= 10
Enforcer: Intimidate 26 (Shaken for 10 rounds)

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Vance's eyes fluttered, the coldness of his blood replaced by a sudden feeling of warmth rushing through him. "Huh hm, what happened-"

"hey, you. Guy. It's time to get going."

"Huh, you healed me right- Wait where are you going?" Vance picked himself, his ribs still sore from the mace of the Dottari who smashed them in. He realized immediately what people ran from as protesters ran engulfed in flames. Vance picked himself up and went to follow the familiar face. "Wait miss, You healed me earlier as well. What were you doing here?"

"Really, now?" The girl asked, while running. "I was here to give Thrune a piece of a my mind. As it turns out, he was here to give us a piece of his."

Vance ran along side of her, needing to slow his stride a bit. The young girl was significantly shorter in comparison to Vance's 6'5" lanky physique. "Ah a fellow angry townsfolk huh, you work for the local hospital, or are you one of the zealots not so happy with Thrunes religious proclamations? I came here hoping too see some Dottari roughed up, but I may have incited the crowd a little too much. In hindsight it wasn't a calculated move."

"Nothing so wholesome or righteous, just an angry civilian. And besides, don't worry about it, if we weren't plenty riled up already our," Roshe's tone turned more mocking as she said, "great glorious lord mayor made plenty sure that we had a reason to scream at him."

Vance smiled, he liked the cut of the girl's jib (GET IT CAUSE PIRATE AAAAAARRRRRRRRRR). He ran down the road with the girl until he saw a couple of others from the protesters hiding out in a random side street. "Name's Vance bee tee dubs, we need to hide out until the heat dies down. I see others, it'll be easier to fight off any prowling Dottari in a group."

"Roshe," she replied, a bit confused on the term he used. "And yeah, I'd rather not have one of those mutts show up at my doorstep either."

Vance fought to hold the blood in that gushed from his wounds, staunching it by willing his Sleeves of Many Garments to create an additional vest. Vance looked down the soldier in front of him with determination. Vance fainted to step backward, but instead took the blade wrapped in waterproof leathers and revealed the ornate Elven Curve Blade has father wore for many years. Vance slid his hand over the blade and the blade lit up with runes that emanated a frosty wind. Breathing in and moving in the beat of the music the charming musician pumped out, Vance stepped into the Dottari's face and slashed his blade across their stomach.

Spoiler: Rolls

Swift Action, Arcane strike for 1 min.
Attack Roll: 17+8= 25
Damage Roll: 8+8 = 16

View attachment 49007 Vance studied Thrune, the fat tyrant who's expression was ambivalent to the pain of the city. Vance began to get out a dagger, one precise throw could change everything, but someone beat him to it. A dagger flew into the throat of the red head at the doorway, and she could care less. Her orders yelled out and the soldiers began to massacre the crowd, sending everyone into a panic. Vance saw around him chaos and madness, thugs under hoods slit people's throats and the Dottari began to beat down the protesters coming near the opera building.
Vance faced the Dottari in front of him, ready to take out his cutlass and cut them down, but he hesitated when something flashed in front of his eye. He remembered the time on the battlefields, and his legs shakes with fear. Vance backs away and ducks the swings of the adjacent Dottari, trying to get some space from their blades. He keeps backing away until he bumps into something peculiar, a man playing a most enchanting guitar. Vance for a moment is taken in by his music, but he refocuses on the soldiers in front of him. Quickly pulling out his spellbook, Vance summoned the energies inside him and the runes on the pages glowed intensely. From Vance's hands came an amazing technicolor beam which bathed the crowd and soldiers in front him. 2 of the Dottari are directly hit, along with some people running in the crowd. The first guard is overcome by the display and falls down with mouth foaming, the guard next to him is just nearly able to shield is eyes with his gauntlet.

Spoiler: Mechanics

Move 5 ft back, Acrobatics check: 20+3-4= 19
Color spray, 15 ft cone, 2 soldiers effected by Will saves.
One passes, the other fails and is Unconscious, Blinded, and Stunned for 5 rounds.

View attachment 48966 Vance had been hearing whispers of this riot coming for couple days, and he couldn't be more excited for it. It was this morning at the former Sunset Import tavern, now some nameless hole-in-the-wall that's only good for it's bad Grog, that Vance heard there was a full scale riot outside the opera house. He smiled and finished his drink and ran along with a large number a people, slower than most on account of his peg leg.

He arrived where the rioters crowded the opera house, where Thrune set up. He had a lot to pay for, practically ruining Vance's new life. Vance joined in with the crowd, pushing forward to get near the front and see better. He got to the front and saw those corrupt Dottari, Vance's vein's bulged with anger. Vance yelled a commanding shout, his time in the military flashing back when he'd need to give quick orders. The crowded surged with anger along with him. He looked on his person for something, anything to give those Dottari a piece. He found a old bottle of Grog, swigged the rest drunkenly, and threw it with a shout. It crashes against a wall harmlessly but Vance barely notices, simply shouting his frustrations intensely.

Vance Hawksong the Elven Magus.

I'd like to join if you'd allow me.