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Yah I'll PM next time! And don't worry hahahahaha, like I said I should have really said something last time it happened (when Poppy went to push Aria and Lute into one another, which I set up partially because I thought it would be hilarious reaction wise for shipping reasons) but hey ho everyone else loved that post and I was like uuurgh I can't say yo you ignored my char lmao. idk haha! Lessons learned all round.
Yeah GMing does look hard as balls haha! I suppose I'll find out too soon D:

And yeah, I'm gonna need the good luck with overnights ahurrhurrhurr sorry if my posting time goes whack. I hope everyone is feeling better soon! D:

Can I just voice a bit of a niggle? Here, take a look at this:

[edit] Job Done. Basically me moaning about keeping in mind what everyone is doing IC so characters don't get ignored lol.
Okay then, posted! Thanks for letting me go ahead Cres, haha! I just tend to be very wary about these kind of things, unless our characters are in completely different areas or something.

I'm kind of glad I've had the excuse to stay up though, I'm on overnights next week so I'm aiming to go bed around 3-4am tonight woop woop woop

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Please let this stop. Tears were flowing by the time Syed felt his body shift. Please, let this stop. He was sick of hurting people, he was sick of fighting, he was sick of constantly having to watch himself. Nobody else seemed to have such a problem with control. Hell, Marcus had shown himself to have an increadible amount of power, and he seemed to keep himself in check pretty much effortlessly.

The powerful electricity which surrounded him occassionally struck out, scorching the ground or anybody unlucky enough to be in their path. Such as at the metallic mass behind him, which he knew to be Moira. He could feel everything, even as he clenched his eyes shut in his desperate struggle to regain himself.

Until he realised who his new target was. His eyes once more flicked open, widening at the sight of his best friend. His head moved back, shaking a little in horror. He could feel his body casting, a powerful shock even stronger than the ones he would give Moira to take her down. What if it stopped his heart? It could kill him, it would definately maim him at the least, please don't please please please... he broke down into sobs. He couldn't stop it. Lucien wasn't even running, he had bitten into his thumb then flashed Syed a reassuring smile. Please run. Please.

He was too traumatised to notice his body falter when Vance was distracted, even if the electricity continued to buzz around himself. Not that he had regained any control over it anyway. Vance may have been distracted, but his concentration wasn't completely broken quite yet.


Now was Moira's chance. She threw the last of her armor behind herself. It would be no good if she was thrown back.

She screamed out a battlecry as she dived into the masses of electricity, followed by a scream of pain instead. Regardless she pushed through - the others were counting on her. Estelle, Lucien, the others, and most of all... Syed himself.

She reached forward despite the electricity tearing at her already burned skin, thankful for Amy's healing buff earlier. And in one, perhaps slightly too aggressive movement, she seized Syed's arms, twisted them behind his back, then pulled him into a forced hug to pin them completely between his back and her chest. Let's see the fucker make him cast with no gestures.

"GO!" she screamed to the others as the electricity died down, although Syed continued to shudder with his horrified and now painful sobs. "NOW!" She promptly began to backpedal, distancing herself as much as possible from everyone else and dragging her partner along with her.
I'm calling the one after... mostly because I've already got it written up lmao :P
Yeah my day had been pretty pants too, haha! I spent a lot of it argueing. Not really eager to say howso on a public domain, but I'll just say... lol. Work.

Oh also gratz for breaking my character again lololololol *thumbs up* Heck of a load of fun, though. Really enjoying myself :)

Oh oh guess what time of year it is?!!!



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Syed's eyes widened as his wrists began to rotate, his fingers twitching this way and that until sparks began to form. "Wh-?!" was all he managed, before his arm suddenly jolted forward, sending an arc of electricity through the air, not really aimed at anything in particular. It took seconds before his expression had turned to complete and utter disbelief and horror.

He couldn't move. He couldn't move anything from the neck down. But... he was moving. ...And it wasn't him doing it. His eyes cast about desperately, trying to locate what was doing this to him. His gaze finally settled on Vance... because of that expression. He was talking to Amy, looking right at him, and seemed thoroughly amused by it all. What was he-!

A complete and utter invasion of his being, rendering him completely helpless to the whims of his attacker - a plaything. A complete loss of control, chilling him right to the core. He found himself suddenly stepping forward, the feel of every step and the currents of his magic all the more clear to him in his vunerable state. He could feel the currents getting stronger, much stronger than he would ever dare in a situation like this. Electricity crackled and crashed, igniting anything too close as it leapt ten, fifteen, twenty feet into the air.

"No... no no no no please..." he whispered as his body continued to cast without him. He knew what he was doing, but there was nothing he could do to stop it. He couldn't even shiver, as much as he felt the need to. "Please..."

He was going to hurt them all. Just like his dream back when they were trapped with the dreameater. Just like when he was young, the event which made him swear off magic for decades. He was going to hurt them, he might even kill them. Like a monster.

"Please...!" he cried out, his voice cracking as tears of fustration and dispair began to form. He couldn't handle this. He couldn't handle this at all, it was tearing him apart from the seams. His final shout was a warning, but it also served as a plea. "Estelle!"

Chairs had rose into the air from the seating areas, buzzing and sparking with electricity as they span...

...Before suddenly rocketing towards their leader in rapid succession, many ricocheting off the floor as they went.


Meanwhile, Moira groaned and opened her eyes once more. Her entire body hurt like hell from the burns, abeit soothed slightly by the spell Amy had thrown in her direction. And her vision was filled with damned toys, although thankfully they weren't actually on top of her. Which was promptly explained when there was an almighty crack, and a bolt of electricity struck the ground mere inches from her face.

She looked up, and she could immediately tell something was seriously, seriously wrong. This was not Syed. Over two years of constant, unceasing contact with someone gives you a pretty good knowledge of a person.

She didn't say a thing. Instead, she sheathed her sword and brought her gauntleted hands up to the buckles which held her chestplate in place. She didn't know what was going on... but if she had to take him out, so be it.

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Poppy winced, clenching her fists in front of her ears. Owwwwwwwww... this was really getting too much. Even though she was not in the line of fire of Lute's attack, it damned well hurt! Especially with a sore head!

Still, as luck would have it some of those toy swords were hovering through the air. She reached up, picking two daintily through the air and inspecting them. She quickly struck them against one another, a quiet chinking noise confirming that they had indeed been sharpened. She had no idea the bosses could do something like this! And to her, she thought it was pretty cool. This and all the toys animating, all still cute to her even if they were somewhat murderous. Then again, she would.

She lifted her gaze once more. "Oh, that's where my coffee went," she said blankly, blinking towards Tammie. "I wrote my name on that, you shouldn't take stuff when people have written their names on it."

She turned back to Aria and Lute. Huh, they were talking to one another. Well whatever. She took advantage of the situation and leapt forward, bringing her arms around Aria's shoulders to place the blades to her throat. Her friends were falling in fast succession, even Isabella was down, and she was getting a little desperate. This place was her home! These people were her friends! Who else would accept her for who she was?!

"Leave us be!"

A shame, then, that one of Trixie's bullets found it's way to Poppy's shoulder, striking her and causing her to recoil. Her eyes widened as she fixed her gaze on the prankster...
Well I'd be lying if I claimed the credit for what Moira did. You're the one who come up with it Pach lmao! World of Bamf.



*bed*

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"What the fuck is with you people?!" Moira shrieked as she brought her sword before her, holding the flat of it's broad blade out to block the next flameball. Damnit! Sweat began to drip down her face. She couldn't keep this up, the heat was simply getting to her. All her armor was doing was conducting it! She adjusted her stance, tightening her grip, waiting for the opportunity...

Now! She leapt forward, sword glinting as she slashed away another fireball, rapidly approaching on the girl in return. She wasn't aiming to cut or cleave, but rather to strike the girl with the flat of her blade. To knock her out. She would do it with her fists, if she didn't think the girl would set her alight in the process.

Except the girl vanished in the swoosh of a cape. Moira didn't at first process it, blinking rapidly in the space where she had just dissapeared from. And at the face of the girl who had joined the battle. Wait, was that her?

She certainly wasn't prepared for something to suddenly ensnare her legs, winding up and up before sinking it's strangely sharp plush teeth into the back of her leg. Neither was she prepared for the fireball to arrive from a completely different direction. The fireball struck her before she had a chance to react, igniting the snake and engulfing her in flames. She screamed a horrible, inhuman noise as she fell, the flames dissipating once more.


"Moira?!" Syed shouted in alarm, the second snake falling charred and motionless to the ground before it could reach him. "Moira!" His eyes desperately darted to the other two girls. They worked well as a team, and with him on his own...!

He took a deep breath. His heart felt like it was smashing itself across his ribs, his head was absolutely full of thoughts of death and fire and screams and helplessness and agonised faces. But he had to let it go. He had to concentrate.

He began to cast, his hands moving in broard gestures as he began to move his feet, partly to facilitate with the movements and partly to make himself difficult to target. Electricity began to swarm his body as he narrowly avoided fireball after fireball, as more and more toys swarmed around them. It was only by virtue of his electricity that they weren't getting under his feet altogether.

And finally he stopped, one hand extended towards Sammie with his index and middle fingers outstretched before her. His chest heaved and his eyes glowed, but for a moment nothing seemed to happen. "Wh-" Cammie started.

At least until a chair from the seating area slammed into the back of her, magnetised by it's metallic legs. Syed had used himself as a distraction.

"Sorry!" He shook as he continued to spark and arc with electricity, to try and keep the toys at bay. "But you're not the only ones with someone important counting on you!"
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