"Come on! Quit trying to hit me and hit me!" She yelled out, before realizing that not only had she herself missed, but lucia was about to indeed hit her. Well ****. If she could dodge again, that'd be wonderful. Assuming she survived the attack, she followed up with a strike raid of her own.
Beucette eyed her opponent. "If i win this round we're sleeping together. Deal?" Quickly running over to Lucia, she put her fingers on the girl's lips, moving them in motion with what she said. "Oh of course, that sounds like a great deal. I'll take it!" With that, Beucette went back to her position and realized she was going to be one shot then swore under her breath and hoped that RNG blessed her with a dodge. Well, in any event she used binding strike and hoped to god she lived long enough to pull it off
Beuce was mostly silent for the duration of Mickey telling the story of how Wasteland came to be in its current state. So, Oswald was right. He really did screw things up. That still didn't explain why the book sucked them and Mortimer into it. "Oh, okay Ozzy. Sure thing. You go out and find this doctor, find out how to combat the ink, basically do everything for us, and we'll be here practicing our thumb sitting. Sounds like a plan." Beuce said to Oswald, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Look buddy, this might be your world here, but our friends got taken by the ink. We've got just as much of a right to figure this out as you do." He sighed. "I guess if you're gonna go off on your own, then we can't really stop you. Also, i should probably warn you. There's another keyblade wielder in here besides us. He's not with us. A mouse named Mortimer. Seems like he's up to no good. Watch your back."
Aias gasped as the attack hit him. How could a few knives do so much damage? It was inconceivable. Without the barrier he now wore, there was no way he'd last another hit. This girl's strength was incredible. However, he saw that she was already winded from his attack. He'd been able to deal an ample amount of damage to her as well. He'd have to manage to end it here, or there'd be no winning this match. He took hold of his chain and gave it a single swing. Upon full revolution, it began to blaze with fire. This was his last hope. If he managed to land this, it was over. Unless the knives stunned him because how does that even work Aias used Fire Surge
VS Ra looked across the battlefield to his next opponent. The last fight had been...Underwhelming to say the least. He'd expected her to put up a fight, but she'd barely lasted a second. Perhaps he should've held back...Oh well. It appeared his opponent was the most eccentric girl in the guild. And given Rennette, that was saying something. She was the girl that had dragged him into that dating show with Calxiyn as the contestant. "Speaking of which, how was she?" "Pardon?" "Cal. In bed." "I...I'm afraid i don't follow." "Nevermind. You're too shy about these things." Ra was utterly confused by the conversation. What exactly did she think happened? And how did she know what he was thinking? It was only just now he noticed a slight familiarity in her face. "You remind me of someone..." "Looks basically like me but with a dick? Maybe in a hallucination accompanied by some ginger asshole or Mr. Who put you on the planet?" "Y-yes, actually..." "Yeah that's male Beuce. He pops into the RP from time to time." "I...Shall we commence the fight?" "Sure. Rienzel just had to throw in a bit of comic relief first since i'm in the post" With that Beucette ran forward and performed a sliding dash Ra used Quake Aias' opponent didn't appear to be much visually, but he'd seen her fight before. She was greased lightning on the battlefield, and hit with incredible force thanks to the knives of hers. The total opposite of him. She reminded him of a faster version of Rho. That was a humbling thought. His only hope was to remain strong in the face of her onslaught and outlast her. "What is a shield to do when missing the blade which accompanies it?" Running forward to meet her assault, he attempted to defend himself by cloaking his body in light and slamming into her with barrier surge.
Beucette, with her newly enhanced points in speed, leaned back to avoid the strike. The world around her seemed to slow down. As though she were able to manipulate the fabric of reality in order to move faster than the attack could possibly strike her. Or RNG had blessed her. One of the two. In any case, she stood up and looked at him. She was going to make this one hurt. It wasn't about the magics. It was about sending a message. Beucette used Binding Strike
Quinn's eyes widened the second Trevor's voice changed. This was bad. George was a *******, but he wasn't actually dangerous. Derk on the other hand was a different story. He was likely to kill everyone in the room if he got the chance. He started screaming, asking where it was. He was probably referring to the weapon he carried. Most of the jury didn't have their weapons on them. Most. Quinn was allowed his weapons to break up any trouble that may have been stirred up, such as a fight. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Quinn knew that there was going to be trouble. Changing into his Falcon form, he delivered an enhanced roundhouse kick to Derk's face to get him off of Cassandra. Once he'd been knocked back from the force, Quinn wasted no time. He drew Veritas and fired four shots into Derk's body. One in each shoulder, and one in each knee. The shots weren't lethal in the areas he hit him, as long as they stopped the bleeding. "We need to get him out of here, quickly. He needs medical attention and damn if he won't keep trying to kill us. He shouldn't be able to do much to us, but he'll hurt himself. We need to keep him restrained until Trevor takes back over."
Well, this was a development that changed things. He'd never heard of a magic that could manipulate the memories of another person, not even when looking into the lost magics to combat the Balam Allliance. Immediately, there was arguing. On one hand, she had a right to her memories. It was her mind, and they had no business meddling in it. Although, on the other hand...wouldn't it be better? "I have to agree with Cassandra. Taking away her memories would be best for her. Honestly, what are we stealing? The pain and suffering of the past? What we all wish we could forget? It isn't like she'd be an empty shell. She'd be a new person. If you look at them as two different people, wouldn't it be wrong to deny that Mikasa the right to exist in the first place? Right and Wrong aren't clear cut. There isn't any real way to define which is which. It's only up to the observer to decide what it is." Quinn sat silent for a moment, pondering whether to suggest what he'd thought of. Initially, he'd considered it as a punishment, but quickly put that thought out of his head. "Either choice we make may not even work. If it doesn't, then i've got another idea. If we erased more than just the traumatic events, we could essentially restart Mikasa into the guild as a new member. It's likely she'd be able to overcome it if there was nothing to cause her to remember. Though, we'd all have to forget what we know about her currently as well. We'd greet her again as someone new. It goes without saying this is a worst case scenario option, but it's still an option. I just figured I'd throw it onto the table." "Either way, I think we can all agree she needs some help, some way. No way to know what each option will lead to until we try it." Quinn said, wrapping up his thoughts. Mind Wipe: Put a limiter on her magic Constant monitoring from multiple people allowed on non-S class missions. No Mind Wipe: Therapy with Porlyuscia Magic Limiter attached, controlled by Porlyuscia Not allowed on missions. Escorted by an S-class at all times.
Quinn sat silent for the duration of the testimonies, just like the rest of the jury. Looking next to him, he was able to tell that Trevor wasn't there at the moment. He'd been around the guy long enough to know when it was him and when it was another of his personalities. When it came time for them to reach a verdict, he immediately confirmed it. He sighed as Trevor regained control of himself. "George has always been a bit of a handful." He knew it wasn't Trevor's fault. He wondered if how he'd act if Trevor had been the one accused of something. If he'd punish him for something George or Derk did. He wasn't sure. "From what Ra said, it sounds like she threatened Johanna directly. Hallucinations or not, it sounds like she knew what she was doing. She might have been reckless and not in her right mind at the time, but she was still aware." The Iron Dragon said. "I don't think we should let that even affect the punishment. I don't know what happened to her in the past, but there's nearly no one here that doesn't carry their demons with them inside. I agree she needs help, but she can't be let off with a slap on the wrist because of that. There need to be consequences for what she did."
"Ander man, quit bein' such a fuckin' hippie. It ain't like anybody is gonna get seriously hur...Hm...You know most people can get 'em to like at least minus 25 in one hit...'specially them min-maxers....Yeah they could've ended badly...Anyway the point is mama didn't raise no bitch now quit being a little pussy and fight me so i can go throw the fight against Ra because metagaming." After which Beucette proceeded to use Strike Raid
Trial Timeline Ra sat down at the witness stand, looking at Caliborn. He'd been asked to explain, from his point of view, everything that happened. He gazed out to the people at the Trial. Most were S-classes, but there were a few others. One of which was Boreal, who he gave a slight scowl at, though it was invisible beneath his mask. "Well, it began in the guild hall. Gaius had been recounting a tale to us, when Dale was offended by the way Gaius had portrayed him. Shortly after, Trevor, or at least one of his personas, had evidently released Boreal to play some sort of joke on him, which further accentuated his anger. It was merely a few hours later that he returned to us, telling Gexln of a reports he'd heard of a Dragon. Naturally, we set out to see if they were true." As Ra recalled what happened next, he sighed. "On our travels to the Inn we were being lead to, we encountered a giant sheep. A horde of smaller sheep quickly incapacitated Gexln, but Team King managed to bring it down. Shortly after, Mikasa arrived and chided us for walking into what was evidently an obvious trap. I'm not entirely sure how she came to that conclusion, though. Shortly after, we met with Dale, and an argument ensued between the two. Dale had indeed lead us into a trap, but evidently, he intended to turn against the woman who had hired him to do so. The argument escalated, until Mikasa threatened Johanna's life to hurt Dale, at which point she went back to the guild hall, and we pursued." "When we arrived, we were attacked by Mikasa. I do not know what happened for a portion of the fight, as i was knocked unconscious. However, when i awoke, she had turned into her titan form to battle us, but was stopped by Caliborn."
Ra stared down his opponent across the arena. She didn't look like much, but she was a mage of their guild, the same as he was. He could not insult her by taking her lightly. "Good luck to you." Taking the initiative, he built up his magical power. He would unleash the full brunt of his assault onto her. Stones began to tremble, rising off the ground as they were bent to the will of his magic. The head of his staff was alight with golden fire, as it was every time he used his magic. "Heed my call, forces of the earth beneath us!" Now, in addition to small pebbles that levitated, the dust blew up from the ground, spiraling around the two. A great tremor shook the arena as the ground split. With a wave of his armored hands, a number of enormous boulders rose from the ground, the largest of them carrying Ra himself on a pseudo platform. He clenched his fist, and they twisted and contorted into makeshift spikes, not particularly sharp, but they made efficient projectiles. He would give her no ground to turn the fight on him. "The order is given!" He thrust out his hand, a single index finger extended at Dawn. The earth heeded his command and let loose its onslaught onto the girl before Ra. Each one fired itself individually and shook the ground as they connected, breaking apart the ground even further and sending dust flying from the impact. Once the spell was done, Ra descended back down onto the ground. Now, if to see if she had the strength to combat his assault. Ra used Quake
Since Beucette's upgrades were lost, she's been reset to her base form. putting points into 5 gray.
Spending my point for Ra in Erza Magic Spending 600 Jewels on a Mage Earring Swapping out stop for Mine Shield Equipping Quake
Ra used Binding Strike
Username: Beucefilous Character Name: Jeremiah Abbott Age: Old enough to have the appearance of an old man, despite being a mage. (Now exactly how old that is, idfk) Gender: Male Race: Mage Appearance: If we approach strategically from the flank...Aw who am i kidding? Let's just morph and eat them. Bio: Born in Nilfgaard, Jeremiah was always strict with everyone, himself above all. His intelligence and disciplined nature gave birth to ambition. In his youth, he joined the military. Naturally, he soared in rank, until he was named a general. Thought to be one of the greatest military minds in history, he has led Nilfgaard to more than one victory during his time in this position. Until recently, he held the position, but when war began ravaging the lands, he found disgust in the situation. Monsters were left to terrorize as they please. The more intelligent breeds were even trying to overthrow humans, from what he'd heard. The monster hunters, witchers as they were called, had risen up to combat them, causing a second war to overlap with the current one. Left unchecked, the lands would surely be destroyed by the battle. Yet, they did nothing. Simply let their soldiers run through the countryside unchecked to do as the pleased. Often it involved tormenting peasants than the job they were trained for. When he requested of the leaders to allow him to lead the armies against the enemy forces, he was turned down. Finding nothing but contempt for his own country, he resigned from the position of general, and went to resolve the situation himself. Occupation: Ex-General Weapons: The staff he uses as a cane Secondary Weapon: None Powers (For Mages Only): Cripple: Through manipulation of his enemy's body, he can make them feel the effects of old age, vastly reducing strength, stamina, durability, concentration level, and senses. Though Witchers and Mages are less affected by this due to their resistance to aging, they are not immune. Torment: Causes pain to course through the enemy's body, in varying degrees. Through combination of this and Cripple, he can overpower many foes with little effort. Raven Control: Jeremiah can take over the will of birds, controlling them as though they were his own body parts. In addition, he can see through their eyes, giving him immense strategical advantage over a large-scale battlefield. Other: Though he is no longer a General, most Nilfgaardian officers will still follow his commands out of sheer respect for his reputation. If the need arose, it's not unlikely he could muster a potent force to send into battle, if given the time.
As Slapstick: The Character was climbing out of the hellpit known as "inactivity" She was immediately drawn to a few things. Character interaction, Food, and Women. There seemed to be one place in particular with all three things. The kitchen with Conrad and Tessa in it. Beucette made her way to this kitchen, and merrily strolled in, probably interrupting something important. "Boy whatever you two are cookin' smells good. When's dinner?" She said, completing the pointless action for the sole purpose of posting something. Also this is an edit.
Beuce tumbled from the portal, landing in a kneeling position. He looked around to find not only D'daear, but Oswald and several other keyblade wielders who had evidently made their way here. Although, there seemed to only be about half of them there. "Well, that settles the regrouping thing. That's convenient." There were a few people he'd been hoping to see that were absent, such as Glen and Kel, although Stratos was there. "So, I'm gonna go under the assumption that people who are missing from here got taken by the ink. Oswald, do you have any idea what happens to people who are taken? Where they go? If there's any way to rescue them? As long as it doesn't involve immortal, self-replicating brooms I think we should give it a shot."
Beuce slowed down along with D'daear. Though he wasn't quick as exhausted from the sprint as his friend was, his breath was still a pant. If that happened to them, and Karina was captured, who knew how many others had been drawn into the ink? Stratos? Glen? Kel? Were he and D'daear the only ones left? No. He had more faith in his comrades than for them all to be captured. Still, without the ability to fight against them, it was likely more than just Karina. "We need to find a way to regroup with whoe-" He was interrupted by D'daear noting something a ways off. "Hm?" Looking over, he saw exactly what the boy was talking about. Something that looked like a projector. That was strange, although he'd seen enough strange things to not be surprised by it. Damn brooms and that T-rex and the hippos that shot lasers that didn't do anything. God that world was trippy. Immediately D'daear began to climb into it. "Wait what are you doing?! That could be just as dangerous as the ink!" He cautioned. However, he seemed to recognize it, saying it was similar to the windows. Though he didn't quite catch on to what exactly was happening, he had no better plan. His only real option was to trust D'daear. "Alright. If you say so." After watching the boy get absorbed into the projection, Beuce placed a hand on it himself and felt the tug, as though it were pulling him in. He hesitated for a moment, but decided to press forward into the projection.
Ra pointed at Mikasa all dramatic like. "Something something traitor! Something something overstepped! Blah blah Wrath of Sapphire Eclipse Blah!" After his intense and dramatic speech full of emotions of betrayal and hurt and rage, Ra used Binding Strike.
