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    Location: J. Edgar Hoover Building – Fifth Floor (?)
    Phase: Morning Phase?
    Date: 24.07.1994 (?)
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    A regression of a month and a half. It is nonsensical, but John cannot imagine a reason for The Director to lie to him in such a manner, not even as a joke. This would be about the time a more ordinary person would “freak out”, as the colloquial term goes, so this is yet another of those rare occasions in which John’s abnormality proves a boon. He does feel the beginning of a headache, a sensation like aged gears grinding improperly in his head, and he keeps rubbing his temples to persist in presenting that image. His brain is not as addled as he makes it seem, but currently he finds purpose in projecting this image of feebleness.

    Now, how to continue this? Is there a feasible way he could sustain the illusion of familiarity? Is this an acceptable option taking into account the detrimental effects of their realizing the truth? He has no issue telling untruths to others, but fragile lies are more trouble than they are worth. He is not under a compulsion to lie; he will not choose lies when the truth is the better alternative.

    Of course, there are still things these people do not need to know…and things John believes prudent not to let these people know.

    “I apologize, but I am unfamiliar with a ‘Miss Dot’. Is that a code-name of sorts?” John deigns himself to respond to Special Agent Ferguson before properly regarding The Director once again.

    “The crux of the matter is that, while I do have a degree of recognition of where I am, no matter how much I peruse my mind, I do not have any recollection of ever meeting any of you.”

    And now, to endure the fallout.

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    Location: Pinefall High Dormitory
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    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
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    “I understand,” Lucille says, eyes flickering over something yet nothing at the same time. The fog, ever pervasive, blotted out everything into indistinguishable white, a facsimile of the void of Creation. Vier’s worries, though, are quite reasonable—if the opponent can fly, what can they do—and they need to turn back for Aleen and Tonkori. Leaving the two alone was always a risk, but it was that or abandon the possibility of ever helping Subaru. And now that saving Subaru seemed unlikely, they had to protect what little they could.

    “You can navigate back, right? I’m afraid the fog has ruined my sense of direction.”
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    Initiative Check!

    Anna Vandemeel: 3 VS Netherworld Paper Doll: 3
    Coinflip!
    Anna Vandemeel Wins!


    BATTLE START!
    Round 1, Turn 1: Anna Vandemeel


    Anna Vandemeel VS Netherworld Paper Dolls (Round 1, Turn 1)
    Location: Road's End - End's Mercy Hospital
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
    Weather: Overcast
    [BGM]

    A roaring flame of destruction.

    Suddenly, without any warning, the darkness of the hallway was completely eradicated by an inferno that appeared through the order of the raven-haired girl. Flames licked the ceiling and scorched the corridor, causing the Canadian boy behind Anna curse like a sailor and jump backwards out of pure shock. The serpent-like flame beelined towards the creature of pure darkness, a wolf-like beast that had formed from the man-like silhouette. The walls were signed black and the concrete started to melt momentarily, bubbling thanks to the intense heat that threatened to evaporate the air itself from the hallway.

    "GOD FUCKING DAMNIT WHAT THE HELL!?"

    Travis's reaction was, in a way, understandable.

    The hungry flames appearing out of nowhere were much more of a shock than even the appearance of the nightmarish beast. So, for someone like him, who clearly had no knowledge of the supernatural or the Turnside itself... it must have been an even more absurd continuation of a bad dream that just refused to quit.

    But the tall boy wasn't the only one who had reacted.

    No, the beast of darkness in staring them down had also flung into action.



    "++++++++++++++"

    It had flung itself towards the raven-haired girl like a man possessed.

    Those great big claws made for rending flesh from bone were hungering for her, but before they came even close to their target, the beast had been swallowed up by the inferno that had emerged from the hands of the witch. Her magical authority set itself over the corridor, and the flames persisted, painting everything with vivid hues of red and orange. The blackness of the nightmare was extinguished in matter of seconds, before the beast could let out nothing more than a scratching screech, a sound too terrible to behold. With just a simple spell, she had destroyed the assailant - burning it to cinders.

    The only thing that remained was the last ashen fragments of large, spiritual paper money that was reduced to nothingness.

    More of that - the core of these monsters.

    ---------- Hell Money, as Caleb had called it.

    Quote Originally Posted by Anna
    “These shades usually hunt in packs. We need to grab what medicine we can and make a beeline for the exit. Fast. How long do you think it will take you to find what you need?”
    Travis cursed again, having been awakened from his stupor by the swift kick to the door and Anna's commanding voice. The delinquent looked at the destruction that had taken over the hallway, the flames that licked the ceiling and blackened the walls, and the ash that remained of the monster that had nearly gotten to them.

    "S-shit, what... what the ABSOLUTE FUCKING HELL, SCARECROW!?" The delinquent demanded to know eyes wide from shock. "What was that thing, what did you do, how did those flames------- Oh, fucking hell, this isn't the time!"

    ... Huh.

    Even in a situation like this, he kept a good head on his shoulders.

    Somewhat surprising.

    "I need five minutes. I won't be able to get everything, of course, but that's the best I can do," Travis answered, glancing at the storage room. "But if things look bad... we're gonna leg it - medicine or not."

    He narrowed his eyes in a determined way to the raven-haired, shorter girl before him.

    "... I made promise to that dumbass, after all."

    And what with that, Travis was off --- heading straight into the storage room to get what he needed.

    ... Which was good.

    After all, Anna's prediction had come true.




    It appeared on the same moment as the sprinklers came to life.

    There was a screeching sound of an alarm as water fell like heavy, torrential rain from the ceiling, trying to assault the flames that had taken their place in the corridor. And in the middle of that rain, yet another one of these beasts rose from the ground, emerging from the remaining shadows and directing its red eyes towards Anna. They hungered for flesh, they hungered for death...

    ... And they were not alone.

    Because with this one beast that had emerged from nothing itself...


    Were 19 more.






    [Hit! Netherworld Paper Doll: 10 - 2 = 8 Fire Damage (PHYS Defense)!]
    [Netherworld Paper Doll Dies!]
    [20x Netherworld Paper Dolls have been summoned!]

    --> Round 2, Turn 4: ???
    --> Round 2, Turn 5: Anna Vandemeel
    --> Round 2, Turn 6: Netherworld Paper Dolls




    New Ability Witnessed!
    Netherworld Paper Doll
    STR: A END: F AGI: C WIL: ? INT: ? EGO: ?

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    Lucille Faraday & Vier Wolff
    Location: Pinefall High Dormitory
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
    Weather: Overcast

    As it turned out, Vier had enough knowledge about finding her way - even in a ridiculous fog like this - that the two girls made their way back to the dormitory in a good enough time. The further back they headed, the thinner the mist became until eventually they started making out the shapes of the school buildings - first the main building and its looming tower, then the large pool building, and finally, the dormitory itself.

    Their current safe haven where Aleen and (hopefully) Tonkori were waiting for them, safe and sound.

    Advancing in the same formation as before, with Lucille taking the point and Vier guiding them while keeping an eye out for any threats further away, they made a beeline towards the main entrance of the dormitory. Their silent steps that had hit the wet grass eventually crunched upon the sand and then, the gravel that formed the paths on the campus grounds. The inviting doors came closer and closer and safety felt within arm's reach. Whatever had happened within that fog... whoever they had been chasing... wherever Subaru was right now... those were all questions better thought about when they weren't in a possible danger from every which direction.

    And when both Vier and Lucille stepped through the doorway, passing the treshold of the dormitory, they could feel a momentary breath of relief pass by their lips.

    At least they were all safe and sound for now...

    ------------------ Or that had been the hope, until it was mercilessly crushed by what they witnessed.



    The corridors were bathed with blood.

    The stench of fresh death hung everywhere.

    Scattered pieces of flesh were strewn on the floors and in the staircase.

    ... It was pure, horrifying carnage.

    And the reason for this all was all too clear.

    Both of the girls, Vier Wolff and Lucille Faraday, had more than few times in the past witnessed such scenery - such wanton cruelty that no human being, no matter how cruel, could match it. It wasn't even an animalistic scene of slaughter, one that came from pure instinct and feral rage that beasts possessed. No, this was the type of sadistic destruction inflicted upon another sentient being that it could only come from a monster with fierce intellect - a demon or a daemon, a mythological opponent of heroes that wanted only pain upon humanity itself. In other words, a supernatural beast from the Turnside that was as wise as those who usually hunted it.

    And it had painted its scene of cruelty upon the dormitory that had been, for a week, a warm home for all of them.

    --- Scattered blood.

    --- Strewn flesh.

    --- Powdered bone.

    For Vier Wollf, it brought to mind the end results of many, many missions that she had been made to witness... in other words, those that were successess in name only, ones that left the bitter taste of bile in her mouth.

    For Lucille Faraday, it brought to mind a certain night, one that ended in the horrifying fate of her dear friend... and that expression of pure terror and agony that was still burnt in her memory like a vivid branding from a white-hot iron.

    ... But in this case, the culprit was different.

    The culprit was new to them both.

    But it was still a clear cause of this all... this horrifying fate that had ended the life of Aleen King.

    After all, in the midst of all that blood...




    Stood a truck-sized monster straight out of a blood-soaked myth.

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    John Dove
    Location: J. Edgar Hoover Building - Fifth Floor
    Phase: Morning Phase
    Date:
    24.07.1994? (SUN?)
    Weather: Sunny

    Quote Originally Posted by John
    “The crux of the matter is that, while I do have a degree of recognition of where I am, no matter how much I peruse my mind, I do not have any recollection of ever meeting any of you.”
    Another bout of silence.

    Heavy, serious silence as the two agents exchanged worried looks. Meanwhile The Director simply stared a hole through John, as if opening up his head to pick and poke on his brains to see exactly what was going on. Perhaps she was doing a cold-reading of some sort, or trying to decipher whether or not the young man was lying about his predicament. Even though outside the room, the hustle and bustle of a goverment bureau was on full swing, here in the room... it felt almost like the silence of a grave.

    And that was not a good thing.

    "Dove... did... did she get to you that bad? Remember? You were sent to West Virginia to catch the woman named Dot. 'Ms. Dot F. Loonwaters' as she calls herself," Special Agent Ferguson spoke, his pronouncing measured and cleared as he rose from the sofa. "And in the case you couldn't catch here, you were to gather up all the evidence of her existence. From what we understand she possesses powers we cannot yet explain. Remember? I told you the dream I saw, didn't I? Of how she ate the left side of that little, blonde girl's face? And what happened afterwards?"

    While he spoke, Special Agent Ferguson put his hands on John's shoulders and looked the younger man straight in his eyes. It was a silent stare, one that searched any sort of recognition deep within the boy. Eyes that were far smarter than they let on, but also plagued by odd sense of aloofness that John had sensed before. It could also be felt in his words, too - of how Ferguson talked about dreams as if they had been something that could be trusted. Of course, John's recent experiences put dreams in a new light, but still...

    ... This was a strange man, even for an FBI Agent.

    Still... his eyes were almost fascinating to look at.

    Like there was an endless boundary of stars within them - filled with almost innocent sense of wonder.

    "Dove... where do you think you are right now?" Special Agent Ferguson asked, before suddenly shaking his head. "No... who do you think you are right now?"

    It was a good question.

    Where was he? The screeching records and songs from the sycamore trees did not let up. Who was he? The little man with the fancy hat laughed and lifted his glass. For John Dove to be in this situation should have been a complete impossibility. He directed his gaze across the table and gave a profound smile to each person who had gathered. He had never been employed by FBI or any other govermental agency. The man with the monocle hummed the tune coming from the stage. He had never known these agents (and much less the Director) who greeted him with clear familiarity. All of their eyes were set upon the newcomer. On this day, on this month, on this year he was definitely somewhere else. The boy with brown hair who sat in the fancy armchair. And the last he had checked, he had also been over a month in the future. He had never been to the lounge before, after all. So what did this all mean? But at the same time, Colt Davin was very welcome there. How had he ended up here? The girl with the flaxen hair, especially, liked his appearance. Just who... was he right now? But then again, she was filled with secrets.

    Wait.

    What the hell was that?

    What was this other scene that---

    "Agent Briggs! The lights! They're flickering! Call security, now!" The Director's shout broke through John's trance. "Secure Mister Dove and get me the footage of his arrival! We can't let him go now!"

    Everything was going crazy.

    The lights of the room wouldn't stop turning on and off.

    Almost like a television set in a familiar room somewhere far away---?
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    Location: Pinefall High Dormitory
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
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    She almost breaks. Deep down she knows there was no right option at the time, yet guilt says maybe if she stayed with Aleen the girl would be fine, and it rings in her head like a commandment. The sickness rising from her stomach to the rest of her body is pervasive, overwhelming, but her instincts keep it in check. It is just like back then, down to how her body works but her brain does not.

    Aleen could have been saved if her judgment was not flawed.

    It is a similar trick—feigning injury, playing dead—she should have never fell for it. She should have behead that beast the moment she saw it. Ground it into a bloody paste, for monsters deserve no mercy and should be wiped off the face of the earth with no trace even left to remember. But she didn’t, and it is her lack of vigilance that deserves to be punished with her blood, not Aleen’s, but reality does not reflect her wishes.

    There is nothing she can do but curse the imperfections of being human, of lacking foresight and proper judgment.

    No, there’s something else. Definitely something else.

    Lucille Faraday is an existence born to kill monsters. And it is her duty to slay any beast in her path.

    “Saint Michael the Archangel,
    defend us in battle,
    be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil;
    may God rebuke him, we humbly pray;
    and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host,
    by the power of God, cast into hell
    Satan and all the evil spirits
    who prowl through the world seeking the ruin of souls.
    Amen.”

    The prayer escapes her lips, familiar and practiced. Words are a shield, and her fragile heart is bolstered by blind conviction. Lucille can weep later.

    Passing up an opportunity for vengeance would be an unforgivable sin.

    -----

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    Vivienne Bianchi
    Location: Road's End - Woods
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
    Weather: Overcast

    Quote Originally Posted by Vivienne
    "... maybe... some people went to the sheriff's station? If... trouble everywhere... then without doubt... someone must be there? Unless... you don't want to go there either?"
    The two boys looked at each other, both with unknown emotions playing across their faces. They were expression that both doubted this suggestion, but when they tried to wrack their minds for an alternative - any alternative that would have made sense... they came up short. After all, Vivienne's suggestion was logical. If there was trouble in town, probably the safest place (at least of the ones that the students knew) must have been the sheriff's station.

    Of course, it meant dealing with local law enforcement, but then again...

    "... Fine. As much as I don't wanna deal with those dumbasses, it's better than other choices right now," Hwan replied eventually. "Well, other than just booking and getting the fuck outta dodge, and that option---"

    He left that sentence unfinished, though he didn't need to finish it. The meaning spoke for itself.

    Travis, though, snorted upon hearing this.

    "--- Yeah. That option ain't for us right now, right? Though I need to hear some details when we get to the cops," the delinquent said, shrugging his shoulders. "Anyways, that seems fine with me. So... let's get going. The longer we stand 'round here, the more we're risking our necks."

    Hwan, hearing that, smirked at the two others.

    "Sounds 'bout right. We're like sitting ducks here. So, let's get going and---"


    Firm, undeniable words cut through the conversation and changed the atmosphere of the moment completely, and without warning.

    The words were spoken by a voice that Vivienne had never heard before... and what's more, it came from behind her - from the direction she had come from. Immediately, myriad alarm bells started ringing in the girl's head. She had been keeping a close watch on the surroundings, and thus, nobody should have gotten a drop on her. In addition, along with the voice came the sound of footfalls that didn't even try to be silent. A person who approached the trio like this... they should have never surprised her - and most likely neither of the boys.

    But they did.

    The voice caught them all unawares.

    Almost as if this person...

    ... Had just appeared out of nowhere.

    "I finally caught up to you. Well, it's tough when you drop off the grid like that. Still, here we are. Running was never really an option," the voice continued, it's smooth and deep tones sending a chill down the spines of those present. "Simply, you made my job tough. Thanks for that. Allow me to return the favour."

    Eyes turned to look.

    The person who now approached them, still 15 meters from the trio, was unmistakable with the forest as his backdrop.

    He clearly did not fit this scenario.

    And even more than that...

    --- He reeked of danger.

    "So then... in which order will I do this?" the older man asked, his cold eyes gazing at the youngsters. "Any suggestions?"

    This was bad.

    The man's calculated coldness... even Vivienne could feel it. It was the kind of pragmatism similar yet far removed from her. In other words, while her emotionless state came from situation out of her control...

    ... His came from choice.

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    Vier Wolff
    Location: Pinefall High Dormitory
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
    Weather: Overcast


    The little whispers in the back of my head that kept coming up with the worst case scenario had a hint of truth to them. I knew that I was a pessimist at heart and that optimism got me nowhere in life. But for the most part, it was just that pessimism. Now if only the scene in front of me was just pessimism.

    In front of me wasn’t a fretting Aleen doing her best to bandage an injured Tonkori. No, instead I saw pure raw carnage in front of me. It made me realize once again why I hated the Turnside and its related events. It sucked in people without choice and only a few of those people came back alive. It angered me. If Aleen King was indeed the ‘idiot’ that I was meant to watch over, I can imagine that ‘I’ would’ve ran at the beast in front of me. But I don’t know nor will I ever know now that she’s dead. All I can do now is ensure that Lucille and I don’t die as well.

    “Here goes nothing.”

    Instead of pulling out my gun like people would expect, I ran towards the enlarged dog. I was a killer of my own kind so one would believe that it would get me killed. But I wasn’t a normal gunman, I was a trained ESPer from the 410th Fireteam. While I cannot kill such creatures without preparation, I didn’t need to kill them here. All I needed to do was weaken until Lucille killed it.


    Vier Wolff is heading towards the White Dog to use her Editing Memories ESP.

    Vier Wolff


    Stats
    STR ?
    WIL ?
    END ?
    INT A
    AGI B
    EGO ?


    Equipment

    Gun (?)

    • A gun of some kind? Can't really get a good look at it from below. All you can tell is that it's not a pistol.


    Guitar Case
    • Currently holding something? A weapon? More supplies?



    Vier's ESP
    Editing Memories ? Allows Vier to edit memories. This can go from muscle memories to a mental memory. In the case of muscle memory, it would cause a person to suddenly gain or lose their body’s familiarity with an action or object. For mental memories, they will remember the false or editted memory as if it was a real memory.

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    Hisa Momoi
    Location: Ghostwood National Forest
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
    Weather: Overcast


    This was it, I thought to myself. I was starting to feel hopeful - starting to see the end of this horrible day. I was convinced that it would work...It had to work, if someone, then Pyry would have the power to beat anyone. And then surely Gradient would show up too, and we could leave this damned forest, go back to the dorms, close the door, and not care one bit about this at all...To be able to rest, and try to get over what happened. To try and forget, if it was possible in the first place.

    But...Just moments later, this future seemed to become completely out of reach. The moment I heard that other thing, and saw the first ray of that bright light, I knew. Suddenly, all those hopes were crushed…

    And...then, as that sudden, blinding light went out…

    My knees buckled.

    Pyry was nowhere.

    Suddenly breathing felt hard, almost as if the ray of light just drained away all the air around it as well.

    He was wiped out of existence. Obliterated, turned into absolutely nothing, just like that.

    I collapsed onto my knees, and the world started becoming blurry as my tears started flowing uncontrollably.

    A scene too familiar. One that I’ve sworn to not let happen ever again, feelings that felt so close to my existence yet I never wanted to feel again…

    At least I had enough presence to try and stay hidden. To not let my sobbing and screams reach every corner of the forest.

    How many times can my soul be crushed like this? How broken, how far beyond repair can I get...Why must everything be taken away from me, just when my heart finally starts mending, when I thought I could finally reach out and find happiness…

    My hand shaking, I reach to my waist and loosen my sheath, only to pull out and try to get a firm grasp on my dagger.

    But all I bring is misery and suffering. People die because of me, they die for my sake, to protect me...And then I’m left behind, helpless, completely devastated...All because I’m weak. Weak and useless, no matter how many times I tell myself that I will never let it happen again, I always mess things up…

    Just how much burden can I carry? How many deaths can I tie to my name before I break completely?

    I raised the dagger, slowly, because finally, it would get to serve its purpose…

    I should have seen it through to the end the first time.

    I should have ended it all back then. I would have been right to do so.

    If I died back then...If I never even existed, then Angelica, Pyry...Mom and dad, they would all be fine, they wouldn’t have had to pay the price for my own miserable life…

    I pushed the tip of the dagger to the side of my neck.

    It was funny, in a morbid sense. How I already looked this up. How I already considered doing this many times, how I debated over where exactly I should push the dagger.

    I guess that knowledge will finally pay off.

    I could feel it pierce my skin, as my blood started dripping, it hurt, but I didn’t mind.


    This is the end.

    Finally.
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    Initiative Check!

    A-gyoh of Retaruseta: 5 VS Vier Wolff: 4 VS Lucille Faraday: 2


    BATTLE START!
    Round 1, Turn 1: A-gyoh of Retaruseta




    Lucille Faraday VS Vier Wolff VS
    A-gyoh (Round 1, Turn 1)
    Location: Pinefall High Dormitory
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
    Weather: Overcast
    [BGM]

    Immediately, battle-instincts flared up. Flames of fury were fanned by rage for a fallen friend. Hands reached for weapons and supernatural abilities roared as an immediate reaction to the monster, to the threat that now stood before them. While Lucille started recreating the miracle of the Lord to shield herself, wrap herself in that holy bulwark to repel the fangs and claws of the foreign beast, Vier charged forward - attempting to reach the creature in time to take away it's movement. In other words, she wanted to tie it down and to make sure it wouldn't be able to cause more harm than it already had - more death than it had already sown.

    Unfortunately.

    By the time those things happened.

    ------------ The beast was already landing its first attack.




    The humongous beast let out an inhuman roar of rage that no mere denizen of the Turnside could have matched - this was a roar of a true monster, one spoken of in fairy tales. At the same time it sped up into a ridiculously fast sprint, one that turned its already oversized body into a red-and-white blur that rammed straight towards Vier who had taken her first steps towards the creature. As it charged forth, the creature simply blew through a wall that stood in its way, destroying part of a nearby room in the process. Rubble and ruin flew everywhere, the debris creating a large cloud of dust that obscured the vision for a moment.

    And then the cloud was gone.

    It was sucked up by the air-current that was created when the beast rammed into Vier and drove her through the outer wall of the dormitory, straight back into the campus grounds.

    "-------------------!"

    Again the beast roared, no, screamed out in bestial fury.

    Those humongous fangs closed in around Vier's midsection and tore apart at her clothes, her armor, her flesh. Vivid colours of scarlet were spread everywhere as blood flowed, and once more on this tragic day, the grass of Pinefall High was painted red. But that wasn't enough, no - in the same hurried span of a second, the beast struck down with its paw, the claws tearing open Vier's shoulder and causing white-hot pain to shoot through her body.

    It was fast - way too fast.

    It moved like a hurricane - nothing could stop it and it stopped for no one.

    A whirlwind of claw and fang... a mythical beast that looked upon the two girls with nothing but hatred in its eyes.

    What was this creature?

    Was this... was this truly the dog that they had seen before?

    The tiny Akita puppy that had been so loving and friendly to everyone he met?

    If so...

    ----------- Just what had happened?




    [Hit! Shove Success! Vier Wolff pushed back 6 meters!]
    [Vier Wolff takes 3 environmental damage!]
    [A-gyoh takes 3 environmental damage!]
    [Hit! Vier Wolff: 10 - 3 = 7 Supernatural PHYS Damage (Modern PHYS Defense)!]
    [Hit! Vier Wolff: 10 - 3 = 7 Supernatural PHYS Damage (Modern PHYS Defense)!]
    [Injury! Vier Wolff - Torn Shoulder: ACC reduced by 1 until healed!]

    --> Round 1, Turn 2: Vier Wolff
    --> Round 1, Turn 3: Lucille Faraday





    New Ability Witnessed!
    A-Gyoh of Retaruseta
    STR: B END: ? AGI: A WIL: ? INT: ? EGO: ?


  11. #2131
    Elise Pelltier
    Location: Ghostwood National Forest
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
    Weather: Overcast


    Every step hurt. She wasn't sure if it was on account of her injuries, or the thought of leaving the others behind in her stead. Hisa was smart and capable, and Pyry, well, she knew first hand just how strong Pyry was in his current state. They'd be fine. Elise had to believe that they would be fine without her.

    As she reached the edge of the clearing, there was a sudden bright burst of light behind her. She spun around, just in time to catch the Mad Colossus, Pyry's armoured form, be engulfed in light. The light faded, leaving no trace of Pyry behind. Even the clearing, once stained red with the Dew of the Heavens was clean, the last of it having turned to mist and rushed to bolster Pyry's regeneration against the laser barrage to no avail. The only remaining evidence that Pyry had even ever been there was the trail of destruction through the forest.

    Pyry...

    Elise blinked in an effort to clear both the tears welling in her eyes, and the afterimage of Pyry's destruction still burning in her retinas. As her vision cleared, their tormentor finally revealed itself, floating through the forest, clad in a garish, roughly stitched blue quilt-like robe.

    Pyry was stronger and faster than I am... even at my best, I don't think I'd have a chance to taking this thing head on... Never mind like this.

    She considered her options. The thing in the ragged cloak didn't seem to be paying attention to her, or at least, it had yet to acknowledge her presence. Hisa was well hidden, and seemed to be quite comfortable at sneaking around in the forest. There was still a chance they both might just be able to slip away if they were lucky. Or, maybe, at least one of them might have a chance to escape this trap.

    She looked to the space previously occupied by Pyry and felt pain grip her heart. They'd come all this way to help him only... only for it to end like that.

    I can only imagine how Hisa must feel right now... thought Elise as recalled the concern for Pyry that had driven Hisa from the moment they received Pyry's message when they'd arrived at the dormitory with Lucille and Aleen.

    Elise scanned the forest, and spotted Hisa, having fallen to her knees and holding her dagger to her own throat. Elise's eyes widened as panic and dread rushed through her. Only hours ago, she'd held a dagger at her own throat at Hisa's command. Not that she recalled doing so, she only had second hand accounts of the event from the demon and Hisa, but she remembered all too well the moment the demon informed her of Hisa's threat to have her slit her own throat while she was trapped in her own mind, and, in that moment, how much she'd fervently hoped Hisa would carry out her threat. She fought back the memory with a shudder, even as an intrusive thought wondered if it was the same dagger that she'd held to her own throat that Hisa now held to her own.

    "Hisa!!!" cried Elise.

    All thoughts of the quilt cloaked thing floating nearby were driven from her mind as Elise raced towards Hisa. She barely made it back across the once bloodstained clearing before her body reached its limits, with a seemingly vast distance between herself and Hisa still remaining. She cursed her broken body. She cursed the cruelty of the trap they'd fallen into. She cursed that she was once again looking on helplessly as a friend died.

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    Hisa Momoi & Elise Pelltier
    Location: Ghostwood National Forest
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
    Weather: Overcast

    Quote Originally Posted by Elise
    "Hisa!!!"
    Oh, right, she was here too.

    The plain-looking dame.

    Wow, just look at her go, desperately hopping over here despite that brute crushing her ribcage just moments ago. Honestly, I'd be impressed and even willing to applaud her if I wasn't here to kill them all. Ah well, that's the story of all the bad guys in every tale. But still... wow, that's a lot of blood. Hell, there's been a ridiculous amount of blood spilled today. All gushing about like this was an 80's exploitation film. That or that one vampire film based on a video game that was so bad it made me want to puke... urgh, never mind. Focus, Ultra, focus. This isn't the time to get distracted by ridiculous shit.

    --- This is the time to be the worst nightmare these two have ever faced.

    I float closer, trying to follow the gaze of Elise with my eyes... but damn if I can see where Hisa is hiding. She certainly does. Never figured the bacon-face for a stealth-focused build. Oh well, live and learn. Mental note, invest more in Perception next time, or it's gonna be a moronic game of cat and mouse when the next Solid Snake pops up. Can hardly be intimidation beyond belief when I can't even see the damn things. Well then... here I am. Five meters closer. I'm coming over to meet the frumpette, floating and glowing in iridescent like the worst Disco fever dream she's ever had.

    Hope Elise has a radiation resistance.

    I might have given her cancer already.

    ----- Snrk.

    Well, time to be serious.

    I glare down at Elise from within my awesome and not-at-all gaudy attire, and open my mouth.

    Time for the scary voice again~

    I direct my attention straight at the brunette.

    The full brunt of my massive presence.

    The mana that my spells have gathered soaks up the air and concentrated around Elise, ready to suffocate her.

    At the same time, my receptors and mana matrixes fire up, and for a moment, I'm filled with power. I had used a bit too much taking care of that musclebound moron (good thing I did, he's as serious trouble as that meteor or the mind control) and needed a moment to recover, but luckily, they didn't think to take advantage of that. Well, who knows how much that would have helped them in the long run.

    Argh, focus, Ultra!

    It's time to be the absolute, most horrible, frickin' despicable person and the clearest and most utter terror these two have ever met.

    Make them soil themselves and feel absolute despair as they look upon my form, now bathing the forest with rainbow light.


    Time for the ominous pre-battle line.


    ----------- And so, I throw my full presence - as big as the sun - against Elise, to the point I make her almost fall to her rump.

    And since everybody is expecting it...







    Initiative Check!
    Me: ∞̴̨̧̛̙̥̮̜̗̯̯̰̪ͦ̔̊̿͛∞̷̴̝̬͉̹̦̳̼̮͍̹̌̅͂̉ͪͨͧͯ̈͂̑ͅ∞ͦ͛́̍̚ ̵̱̝̝̠ͬͅ∞̷̧̢̱͉̰̒̇́ͥ̾̒͂̆̀͝ VS Hisa Momoi: 3 VS Elise Pelltier: 2




    BATTLE START!
    Round 1, Turn 1: Me




    Hisa Momoi VS Elise Pelltier VS Me (Round 1, Turn 1)
    Location: Ghostwood National Forest
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
    Weather: Overcast
    [BGM]


    You feel your death catching up to you...




    Check This Out!
    Me
    STR: ∞̛ͤ̽̈́ͫ͗͌ͫ̅̑ͫ̈̆̾ͫͬ̊͟͝͏̳̙̼͎̼̝̳̬͉̮͔͕̗̠͓̰̼∞ͩͪ͆̈́ͩ̓͋̈́̿̒̚ ̵̘͍̦̘̭̘͕̰̪̋ͪ͝͝∞̷̥̤͎̼͉̰̬͚̟̩̦̼̹̀ͬͮͭ̈̉͊̎̐̇̂̋̚̚͜͜͝ ̰͉̤ END: ∞̶̼̜͚̳͉̍͛̅̒̆́ͭ̊̍͑̆̂̌̓ͫͨ̇̈́͌́͝∞̡̡̹͈̟̞͉̗̩͙̟͗͐ͦ̈́̆͊̉̓ͭ∞ ̸̷̢̢͉̦͙̫͙̣̘̪̲̭̹̬̫̗̰̠͖͐͊̊̐̈́̌ͬ AGI: ∞̶̨̨̬̯̞̹̟̰͎̳͖̩̪͐͌̔ͧͧ̐̿̈́̿͑͆͊̐ͥ̈́͘͝∞̷͔̱̪̤̟̩̹͕̪̌̓̋ͪ́͠∞ ̸̛̰͇̫̫͚̜̞̟́ͪ͛̑̊͂͑ͮ WIL: ∞̹̰̙͔͇̤̣͖̮̮̮̞͕̖̭̙͍͌̐̀̔ͤ̓̔͗̇͒̿̈̈͗ͮ͊͌̅ͪ͟∞̋̀̓ͩ̿̅̓̾ͥ̇͏ ̠̰̭͓͈̭̙͕̹͈̜͡∞̤̰̗͖̯͉̱̳̦͕͈̿͂͆̿͆̑ͮ̒̽̀̀͐̈͘͝ INT: ∞̴̤̼̜̹̭͉̳̘͖̟̟̼͚̻̖̣̰͚͈̄ͥ͂͌̏͆ͯ̀ͩͧͤ͛͛̈́ͥͬ͗̽̚͘∞͋͛̌̍ͧ̉̈́̽ ̰̺̗̦̘̬͉̬̞̝̑ͭ̔ͥͫ̎̈́͘͟͡∞ͣ̿͊ͧ̋ͤ̒̍̈҉͏̙̙̹͇̠̝̫̼̜̠ͅ EGO: ∞̡ͣͬ̈҉̤̗̣̦̮̬̮∞̴̽ͨ̈͐ͭ̆̾̍͊ͬ͒̌҉̦͓̣̯̬͔̞͈̪̳͕∞ͥ̅̃ͮ̎ͭ̾͑͠҉ ͏̫̹̟̯͎̗̥̯̼͕͎͟


    Spells:

    Mana Fission (?)
    Rank:
    E
    Element:
    Light
    Mana Cost:
    ???
    Doubles the spell that is cast next. Further information pending...

    235 Bombardment (?)
    Rank:
    E
    Element:
    Nuclear
    Mana Cost:
    ???
    Launches 10 magical missiles towards an enemy that each deal 1 Nuclear Element damage upon hit. Further information pending...
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  13. #2133
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    Hisa Momoi
    Location: Ghostwood National Forest
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
    Weather: Overcast

    I close my eyes...finally, to accept the cold, dark embrace of death...It’s close now, I can feel it, as the sharp steel digs deeper into my flesh…

    I wonder...What happens after I die? Is there an afterlife? Maybe...I can see them again? In a place where I won’t have to worry about anything again, where my suffering cannot follow me…

    I just want to see them again...To tell them---

    But my thoughts are interrupted by something, a cry that breaks the momentarily silence of the forest, the voice of Elise that now rings in my ears.

    “Elise…” I mutter as I pull the dagger back and turn my head to look at the girl, who, even with her injuries, was dragging herself this way, towards us, towards this thing that was clearly way stronger than all of us…

    She could have tried to escape, to crawl into the forest and hide…

    So why…?

    Why is she coming this way?

    My heart pains even more, if that was even possible, since I knew that Elise’s death was going to be my fault as well. I’ve barely even talked to her, she probably wasn’t too familiar with Pyry either, yet she was dragged into this, she was so helpful, and yet...now she has to suffer, to witness me take my own life away, and then die herself?

    I’m the worst…

    I shift my grip on my dagger, watch for a moment as my blood drips onto the leaves on the ground. Only now I realize how much it stings, and how I can feel as the blood keeps flowing down my neck.

    A few more seconds and it would have been over.

    But...I don’t deserve such an end now.

    Did I ever?

    I deserve suffering. I deserve the worst death, because I caused so many others to die.

    As some of my strength returned to my body, I changed my stance - setting up for a running start, still hidden behind the trees and shadows, so that I could close the distance as quickly as possible. I had to be fast, because if he knows, if he can react…

    Well...not that it matters what I do, even if I can hit him, I’m weak, far too weak to even have a chance against something like this. I’m going to die, here and now, no matter what, but at the very least I will die together with Elise…

    Propelling myself forward, I start running towards the thing.

    It comes surprisingly easily. My body isn’t even trying to resist against jumping straight into my death.

    My mind focuses on the thing as I approach - something that happens pretty much naturally at this point, but it’s not even really catching something. Just a strange noise, something that I can’t quite put anywhere…

    I close the distance between us - that was already pretty short to begin with - in just a few moments. It didn’t seem to realize, its focus is still on Elise, as if it was trying to erase her with just its existence…

    Either it didn’t notice me, or just doesn’t even care at all…

    Slashing at its cloak with my dagger, I try to make the longest cut possible, while maneuvering myself towards its back with a spin - only to then reach out with my other hand, towards where its head should be, and as I feel my palm touching it…

    I channel the last of my reserves into one final attempt.

    Probably the last time I’ll ever get to use its ability.

    Perhaps for the better, considering how it’s been more of a curse.

    I don’t feel an immediate response - something that already tells me that it didn’t work, but as I was still in my momentum, I wouldn’t let go. Slipping my hand a little lower, I try to hold onto its head, while pushing my dagger into its cloak around the shoulder - clinging to it, with all my strength, but for what reason, or what I was trying to achieve at this point, I didn’t know.

    I was sure that it wouldn’t stop it in any way.

    Maybe I’ll be evaporated, just like Pyry.

    At least that way there wouldn’t be a rotting corpse left behind.

    Hisa Momoi
    STR : E

    AGI :
    C

    END :
    ?

    WIL :
    ?

    INT :
    B

    EGO :
    ?

    Abilities :

    Marionette
    Rank : E
    Cost : 3 OP
    Element : Soul

    If the target's INT defense is lower than 11, take complete control over their mind indefinitely. The target's consciousness fades out for 1 turns, leaving them unable to resist in any way whatsoever. Afterwards, they start regaining their consciousness and can sense what is happening around them. From here on, at the start of each turn they roll a D10 against their (WIL defense +4) and if the result is lower, they manage to break out of the control. While controlled, the target has their mental resistances halved but keep every other stat unchanged. Outside of combat, turns are replaced with hours. If applied by touch, increase the minimum INT defense needed to resist it by 1, and increase the number of blackout turns by 1. [Further details unknown]

    Weapons :

    Light, Classical Dagger (1 Damage). A very light dagger with a decorated handle and a slightly oversized blade made out of a dark, matte steel. While seemingly special, it's still just a simple dagger - nevertheless, it's still a treasured item that Hisa takes good care of.
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    Lucille Faraday AND Vier Wolff VS A-gyoh (Round 1, Turn 2)
    Location: Pinefall High Dormitory
    Phase: Evening Phase
    Date: 11.09.1994 (SUN)
    Weather: Overcast

    We both went to do our assigned jobs. Lucille Faraday was preparing herself to kill the Turnside as one of God’s Chosen if I had to guess based off of her declaration of Saint Michael. Here I was running towards it in order to weaken it slightly. Both of us were going to fulfill our appropriate roles. On paper, a pretty 7 out of 10 haphazard plan on engaging an unknown beast from the Turnside. If I was given appropriate equipment or we had some warning to this, it might have been a 8.

    Before I could even preemptively give will to my ESP, I heard a roar of rage before I saw a red-and-white blur slam into me. I knew that there was a chance of me being outsped by something even more inhumanely faster than me, but I expected them to knock me over before attacking. I certainly didn’t expect it to run me through the wall, knock the breath out of me, and then attack me while I was down.

    From Lucille Faraday’s point of view, it must have been horrifying. First, she comes back from a fruitless search and rescue to find Aleen dead. Then her partner gets sent through a wall and can be heard temporarily wheezing from the air being knocked out of me. Before finally seeing the red-and-white beast biting into my midsection, tearing up my intestines, and finally biting into my shooting shoulder. A normal person would be dead by now.

    Call it years of fighting, the adrenaline, or just my refusal to die. But the first thing, I did upon getting my breath back again and sorting out my injuries was to spit blood at its fucking face. Once it reacted to my petty provocation, I willed my ESP into existence. The first usage was the erasure of its familiarity of its legs. That should hamper its agility and any of its paw attacks. The second usage was in order to tamper with its sight and make it see nothing.

    Earlier, I had to get into range. Now, I need to get out of its range so I rolled underneath its body and towards Lucille Faraday. After I was out from underneath its body, I could feel my Od drain from my body signalling that both uses were done. Once I was sufficiently away, I rolled back up to my feet. Halfway dead, but I still managed to do my side of the plan. My Turnside Exorcist behind me and within a close enough distance to hopefully save me from a bloody demise by this dog. I give Lucille Faraday a quick signal to let her know ‘it’s all you now.’

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    Vivienne Bianchi

    Date: 11.09.1994 (SAT)

    Location:
    Road's End - Woods

    Phase
    :
    Evening Phase
    Weather: Overcast
    ---

    If this man's foreboding words didn't make his intentions transparent enough, then his very nature as someone part of the supernatural should make the inherently dangerous nature of the current situation crystal clear. Hwan would pick up on it, and even if he was no stranger to it, someone who was a 'delinquent' like Travis must've understood what was going on.

    "...! He is... another one of these people... are you... like the King of Currumpaw too? Made to... clean up... messes and intrusions? Why... are you doing this?"

    Vivienne asked the man as she made sure to keep her distance from this man. However, it was also possible that he was not alone... Thus she had to keep a sharp eye for someone else trying to sneak up on the trio while the man had made his appearance and captured their attention...

    ... yet that didn't seem to be the case.

    But no matter what the result of this scrutiny was, there was no doubt that a conflict was possibly about to happen in the very next seconds. Hwan's explosive temperament may be the spark that ignites this battle ablaze... or the man could attack before the trio could do anything -- but he was kind enough to make his presence known. Did he know who he was dealing with really, or was he just assuming that these were three ordinary students? Most likely the first...

    They would find out soon.

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