Bunanigans

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Unlike Crispin's jubilation, Syed's reaction seemed downright muted. He instead tore his eyes away from all that surrounded him, the broken and scorched toys, and destroyed abominations, the unconcious circus-preformers. Well this was sure a victory which didn't feel like one. He bit his lip as he shivvered. Oh, he was so tired. Nonetheless he gave Balti another thankful smile and a small bow.

He then caught sight of Crispin's fist. He recipriated, using the opportunity to get a closer look to Crispin's other hand. Oh boy that did not look pretty, all purple and swollen and with bits of bone visibly showing through under the skin. "Stop moving it!" he muttered, bending down to grab a piece of rubble as a splint and untying the golden scarf around his waist to bind it. He was no healer, but at least he could do this. "No really you need your ha-"

He paused as poor Crispin bent over to throw up again. All over Syed's shoes. Poor guy.


Moira meanwhile remained exactly where she stood. She didn't drop her guard even now unlike the others, folding her arms stoicly as she kept her eyes on these bloody broken toys scattered around. She still didn't trust them even now.

"Aims?" she asked, looking up at the cleric. "What's actually the deal with this lot? Yeah, they're all nutters and tried to kill us, but... what's the deal?"

She knew not to ask what their deal with Amy was in particular, why they kept calling her a witch - she had her own past to hide. But in the end of the day, Amy seemed to know this place and it was mutual, so if anyone was to know it was her.

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"It's time to rest." Syed gave Balti a thankful abeit suprised look as she dissapeared, before readjusting his stance. The girl was full of suprises, that's for sure. He raised his hands, taking a deep breath. "Everything has it's limit."

His eyes flashed that brilliant yellow. "Hey, Balti. Let's get rid of this thing together."

Once more she didn't respond, something which Syed at this point had just chalked down to a shy disposition. Although in many cases actions speak louder than words do - such as the top-half of the rhino thing was strangely pulled so it crashed into the bottom.

Perfect.

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Meanwhile, Moira pushed her sword into the ground as to prevent the doll thing snatching it off her as well as to teather the doll thing in place. Then with a snarl, she looked up to the monstrosity. Goddamn creepy ass shit attacking them with some dolly likeness of their ally.

She huffed through her nose, before reaching forward and grabbing the sticky hand's arm. Eeuuuurgh this was fucking disgusting damn sod this.

She began to pull, slowly hauling the giant doll thing closer and closer to herself. "Come on you freaky piece of shit!" she yelled. Muscles tensed, and with all her strength she pulled...

...And in doing so actually managed to lift the doll into the air, swinging it around once - thankfully Syed ducked in time - before driving it crashing back into the ground with one hell of a crunch. Probably not the most pleasant experiance for the suffocating Trixie, but Moira was pretty low on options here.

She just had to hope the others took advantage.

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Suddenly there was a loud boom, as both pieces of the rhino were struck by the heavily electrified cannon Max was shot from at the beginning of the preformance. The electricity was the final blow, incinerating the remaining toys which made up the rhino... while the blow of the cannon itself served to smack what remained of it back towards himself.

And towards Balti, who had leapt out once more out from the chairs with her hands held out as if gripping something invisible. And with her pose...

The destroyed rhino was struck by her mimed giant baseball bat, and sent flying back leaving a trail of smoke and embers and ozone from it's charred remains. A home run!

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Pachamac said
I'm not entirely sure yet how this might affect interaction IC wise, but I think so long as everyone remains communicative in the ooc about if they can and can't post each day then we should be able to work things out.

This this a million times this.

Otherwise it sounds good to me! I'm currently on 6 days a week so it shouldn't affect me, but to have the extra day leeway will be much appreciated if I need it.

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Mayhem ensued. That was the best way of putting it. Toys began to rain down from the sky at speed, although Moira mostly ignored that. She simply continued to limp forward, internally cursing at her lack of speed, her eyes focused on Guinevere.

She only took her eyes off her when she spotted those wierd, jelly-like hands. "Tch..." she hissed, readjusting her grip on her sword. Well, jumping out of the way was no longer an option. She stepped forward, spinning her sword and digging it's point into the ground just before it struck, blocking the blow. She didn't even flinch, her cold grey eyes only becoming more fierce. "I'm getting sick of your shit," she hissed to nobody in particular. Her eyes then darted to the second...

There was a loud clang, and the second suddenly found itself impaled into the floor by a still sparking pole. "You'd better hurry up, Moira!" Syed panted, looking thoroughly worse for wear at this point.

"Just do that stupid laser thing!"

"It's a railgun, and I need lightning to do that! Or at least a really powerful energy source!" His hands constinued to move in rapid yet fluid movements, as he refocused his attention at the skies and the abomination flying within, carefully dodging it's projectiles. The thing was flying so damned high that nobody could reach it.

Nobody but him. He closed his eyes for a moment and breathed through his nose to calm himself.

He threw his hands forward, sending electricity flashing through the air in a maintained stream. While the electricty struck true, the sheer size of the thing meant it did little but cause those toys in the amalgamation to cry out in those awful creepy voices of theirs as it continued to fly.

But he was never aiming to shoot it down anyway. No, he was aiming to overheat the thing, to burn it down. To ensure it stayed down. After all, to create a flame, all you need is a spark. A really big spark. He just had to hope everyone stayed away from it. Those tiny dolls continued to be fired from it, although he kept moving to avoid getting hit. Not that it stopped them scurrying towards his feet none-the-less.

Moira meanwhile swore quite loudly as she found the hand had in fact stuck to her sword. What the fuck, this shit was sticky too?! How the shit was she supposed to get it off?!

Well, whatever. The thing was kind of attached to that horrible massive dolly mostrosity on the stage. She may as well make herself useful.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!" she screamed, putting all her force into wrenching her sword - and the sticky hand - back, unbalancing the giant doll thing in the process. Maybe, just maybe, it would give the others an opening.

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I'll be skipping this round if that's ok! It's my last overnight tonight so posting should be able to return to normal after that. I should probably echo what peeps have been saying tho, the posts have been great.

And dudeeeeeee s club 7 is basically my childhood what the heck happened to yours lmfao! Go on, what's your main childhood song?

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What about a nostalgia trip?



Also yeah if I find a film uncomfortable I just won't watch it, I don't like to feel uncomfortable by things haha. Even if it's good I just won't.

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The shark rocketed through the air with frightening speed, flinging poor hapless Syed along with it. Trixie continued to unload her bullets into it, stuffing bulging from the damaged seams. Nonetheless, it was moving so fast...

Quite suddenly a massive blade thrust itself through the shark from the inside. Without hesitation it span around, slicing at the fabric skin like it was peeling an apple. The shark's fabric eyes almost seemed to bulge in shock - before it was torn to shreds in midair, exposing the previously trapped Moira who fell with a crash into the seating near to Trixie. Syed went crashing a little closer to the front with a pained gasp.

"Gah! Fuckin' couldn't move in there..." Moira shouted, standing back up as the shreds of shark rained down on them all like confetti. "Tah for the save. Tch..." she looked down at her legs, where deep wounds poured blood thanks to the shark's attack. Well. She doubted she could run anymore. At least they weren't broken, if it were someone less hardy than her they might well have been.

Would it even be possible to distract this woman? She had no idea, what with the rediculous amount of freaky shit going on in here. But she sure as hell couldn't sneak up that easily anymore. "Hey, cheese-kid. Got any ideas?" she limped a little to the side, trying to work her way back around the chairs. She didn't want to get pinned somewhere like here, that's for sure. "Reckon you'd be able to distract her or somethin'?"

Syed lay panting in his chair, his whole body aching and shivvering from the impact and his head swimming from his tiredness. "Too many," he swallowed. "We're outnumbered, there's too many of them. We can't keep fighting these things... what limits does she even have?"

Moira's eyes burned cold, focused entirely on Guinevere. "Who cares. Cover me," she said bluntly. With that she tightened her grip on her greatsword and once more began to limp back towards the stage, trailing blood in her wake.

There were too many, Syed was right. That just meant they had to get to the centre of it all, the cause. Like back in museo, with the skeleton monster. Attack the core.

She'd just have to survive the journey to get there first.

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I posted too woop woop woop omg so late. And yeah, lol work. Shit that reminds me I need to text me work partner and tell him to do some stuff.

My song of the moment lmao

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Guinevere's words would have ordinarily made Syed falter with guilt. Hell, even now it caused a nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach. This... this was all they had? But... Amy was right. They didn't know the whole story, but these people weren't innocent. They had found Crispin, they had found Balti. He himself had been forced to attack his allies, and with protentially lethal force at that.

Whatever these people were. Whatever the whole picture was. They weren't innocent.

Neither were the Pride.

Moira had picked her sword back up on route, and was now belting towards the others to help support. They needed to end this sooner rather than later. It turned out Estelle didn't need help with the pupeteer man, in a move which made Moira really quite proud. That's her girl.

But this other woman was going fucking berserk, and she really couldn't have anyone stealing her title.

She adjusted her hold on her sword, once more aiming to swing with the flat of her blade rather than the edge. She had managed to reach the stage, bending her knees to jump up and continue her run...

Only for something to snag at her feet, like that damned seperating girl did earlier. She fell, feeling something soft wrapping it's way around her legs. A long snake toy of some variety. Along with those bloody tiny things which still continued to persist, scratching and scratching...

She had no way in hell of getting out of the way of the massive shark. It's long, lethal teeth were unnaturally sharp looking for the material they were made of, and Moira found herself snarling at the sight.

There was a horrifying crunch, and the next second she was gone. Seemingly swallowed whole.

"Moira!" Syed's eyes widened, backing off as much as he could. Which still wasn't much. His magic was waning fast, leaving him unable to keep up his constant barrier to keep the toys off him. Sure enough they had began to crawl up his long legs, using claws, teeth, whatever to get grip on his limbs.

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Moira felt her arms suddenly tense, the bear-hug she was giving Syed tightening. So the sick bastard was going to get into her head, eh? She found herself snarling. Yet... this is exactly what she was expecting. That was why she backed off from everyone after all. "FUCKIN' TWISTED SON OF A-!" she screamed nonetheless as her body began to strafe towards Lucien.

At least, until Vance was sent flying through the air by Marcus and severed his control. For a brief moment she felt quite dazed, with pins and needles travelling across her body. She immediately let go of her partner to stagger, who promptly collapsed straight to the floor and started coughing.

She had no fucking idea what was what anymore what with everyone attacking one another and holy shit she felt like she had fleas or something. What the fuck?! It was those dolls. Those, horrible, creepy, stalker dolls, crawling all over her, scratching at her burned skin until it began to seep blood. Moira yelled, scratching at herself to dislodge them and only really making matters worse.


Syed, meanwhile, continued to lay shivvering on the floor. His mind was brought back to the current state of affairs when one of the dolls strode in front of his gaze, bending over and waving in front of his face with it's tiny fabric paw. It stared at him blankly with those green button eyes, that charred crimson silk dress. His reddened eyes widened at the sight.

Amy. Amy, she was hurt by these creeps who clearly had a vendetta against her at this point, he heard her scream even if it didn't register properly at the time. He blinked rapidly, flexing his fingers as he went to roll over onto his back. The doll didn't seem to like this, jolting forward to gouge his eye in retaliation.

Fortunately, Syed's magic was faster. He involuntarily sparked up in self defence, damaging the many dolls which were by now also crawling over his body, agitating the wounds he had received in their earlier match-up with Max. He then scrambled up, taking in everything he could.

If the man was the one who could control people, then that meant the woman...

He raised his hands, flexing them a little before his gaze and allowing a few sparks to form. He still started a little at the sight, but they were his again. His magic was his again. He hesitated.

And with that, he leapt forward. "Holy SHIT these dolls are fuckin' annoying!" Moira exclaimed, launching herself after him and still scratching herself all the while. Fortunately Syed was casting, forming a path through the masses of toys with his electricity to allow Moira to run towards Vance mostly unimpeded. Even the dolls which continued to damage her skin were starting to dwindle in number, even if some clung steadfast. She clenched her fists.

That wasn't the purpose of his cast, however. While both he and Moira were indeed sprinting towards Vance to support Estelle...

...A loose piece of scaffolding, dislodged from the fighting earlier flew through the air and impaled itself into the ground with a loud bang, forming a sparking metallic barrier between Amy and Guinevere. A time-buying move at best, one which made him stagger as both magical and mental exhaustion began to take hold, but like hell was he going to let them keep torturing her.

Now he had a grip on himself again, he had to save the freak-outs til later.