Double

Fallout New Vegas: Points of Divergence [Reboot]

Name: Jean Khan

Age: 25

Looks: (picture optional)

Hider

Personality:
Cold and distrusting, mostly. At least to outsiders. Then again, some would argue that the Khans have good reason to hate the outside world after what happened at Bitter Springs. Jean is no different, but unlike most she will at least hear a stranger out before passing judgement. Unless they're NCR, in which case they can just fuck right off, to put it in her own words. Despite such a prickly attitude, Jean doesn't actually go out of her way to pick a fight, not even with NCR. But don't think that means you'll get away with taking a shot at her or doing anything that would just piss her off in general. Jean keeps a lot of pent up rage inside and it shows when she fights... or when she's drunk. But if you can get past the thorny attitude and anger issues, you'll find a young woman who most might actually say is justified in her ways, even if she does have a massive chip on her shoulder.

Faction
The Great Khans

S.P.E.C.I.A.L
Strength: 6
Perception: 6
Endurance: 8
Charisma: 7
Intelligence: 5
Agility: 8
Luck: 5

Backstory:
To understand Jean's story, one must look no further than the history of the Great Khans as a whole. Under the rule of Papa Khan, the Khans kept to themselves, living with an isolationist policy. Contact with other tribes and factions was kept to a minimum unless it was for trading. Conflicts between the Legion, NCR, and Mr. House was considered none of the Khans' business and so they opted for neutrality. Knowing the Khans' long and deadly history as a tribe of raiders, the NCR apparently decided they couldn't just leave them be. If they weren't dealt with, the Khans could become a threat again, so they launched a surprise attack against a Khan encampment at the Bitter Springs campground. Instead of soldiers, the NCR instead found women and children, defended only by a handful of actual soldiers. It wasn't a battle, it was an outright massacre. Still, the NCR believed that such a demoralizing blow would surely spell the end of the Great Khans, especially when reports came of Papa Khan being among the dead. The NCR couldn't be more wrong.

Instead, Bitter Springs served as a wake-up call to most of the Khans. For years they were living in what they now realized was naivety, and that now they had no choice but to pick a side and fight for survival. No one believed this more than a man named Sonny. Smilin' Sonny - or so he was called - was one of Papa Khan's trusted lieutenants, considered by many to be his right-hand man. With Papa gone, it seemed only natural for Sonny to take over and fill in his shoes. Only one person didn't like the arrangement, and that was Jean. Jean Khan was a young and eager scout, and also Papa's only daughter. She would have been slaughtered at Bitter Springs if not for sheer luck. It just so happened that she and Papa had an argument the week before and he "punished" her by sending her out on a long-distance supply run, Jean only returning in time to see the aftermath of Bitter Springs. She also always hated Sonny, who for the longest time kept calling her "his girl" and claiming that she would be his one day sooner or later. When Jean tried to oppose Sonny's takeover, he rightly pointed out that the Great Khans have - and always would be - a patriarchy, that no Khan would be caught dead swearing loyalty to a female leader.

Sonny even tried to brow-beat Jean into marrying him, that their union would only strengthen the Khans. Jean could only spit at the idea, but would have been forced into an arranged union if her mother hadn't stepped in and offered to marry Sonny instead. Jean felt a strong sting that day, seeing this as her mother not only betraying her but Papa's memory as well. Over the next three years Sonny has been working to mobilize the Khans to join Caesar's Legion and exact revenge on the NCR. As much as Jean despised the NCR for what they'd done, she couldn't help but feel this was the wrong decision. How could they possibly know if the Legion would treat them any better? For that matter, this new policy was in direct opposition to Papa's former policy of staying neutral and isolated. Maybe it was her loyalty to her father, or maybe it was her hatred for Sonny? Either way, Jean couldn't let him get away with this. One day, out of the blue, Jean challenged Sonny to trial-by-combat in order to win leadership of the Khan's from him. It was an old law, one the Khans hadn't needed to use in a long time, but Sonny accepted.

Jean never stood a chance. She was still young and inexperienced, and Sonny was Papa's strongest lieutenant, and and had even survived Bitter Springs. It was no contest, and Sonny was all too eager to finally shut Jean up for good. After all, this sort of battle was, by law, to the death. Jean would have died that day, and frankly she really should have. But someone stepped in to save her at the last moment. Jean's mother - whom rest of the tribe affectionately called Big Mama - invoked another of the Khans' old laws. She offered to take Jean's punishment herself. According to older Khan laws, it was perfectly acceptable for someone to offer themselves in place of another to spare them the punishment in exchange for a full pardon of the accused's crimes. Sonny was reluctant, but didn't want to risk angering the tribe by ignoring one of their laws. And so Big Mama was killed in Jean's place, and Jean now found herself without a mother or father, and her entire tribe seemingly turned against her by this smiling bastard who wasn't even born among the Khans. A little known secret about Sonny was that he used to be an outsider who joined the tribe after proving himself.

More determined than ever, Jean has sworn to herself that come hell or high water, she would take back the tribe from Sonny and see him put in his place.

Weapon choice:
Compact Bow (it can be folded in when not in use so that it takes up less packing room)
2 .357 Magnums
Ballistic Fist

Perks (Add only three):
Khan Trick
Black Widow
Cherchez La Femme

'Tagged' Skills:
Guns
Unarmed
Sneak
Medicine
Survival

'Weak' Skills:
Science
Barter

Digimon: Cyber Beasts

@tobiax

Right... going to assume Acid had some real life shit to deal with. Their last login was like a month ago. I'll move us forward but we should definitely reopen applications and see if we can't get any new players before we get too deep into this.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Nexus Town ~ Ruins of Dar-al-Hikma

After the stranger's departure, Ganma found himself in an almost constant conversation with the A.I. called Asma Al-Jazari. He found himself learning things that no tome or scroll could teach him. Whatever this old palace was, it apparently had a sophisticated security system.

"So you're saying this 'Master' of yours instructed you to share some your secrets with us?" Ganma asked, having wanted to ensure he was following all of this straight. Mantis was there as well, but he was more incredulous of the whole thing. Not that that was surprising, he was usually quite suspicious of everyone. An unfortunate side effect of being able to read minds it seemed.

"That was Master Hakim's instruction, yes." Asma's response was short and to the point. Also somewhat cold, which made sense given her computer nature.

"Well however you can improve things for the town, I'm all for it." said Ganma with a shrug, "Feel free to keep recording what happens around town, but in the future we should keep access to that information on some kind of password basis. Wouldn't want the wrong people being able to spy on us after all."

"Acknowledged. All surveillance access is to be locked behind a password. Please input new password to confirm command." the A.I. was surprisingly compliant with that request. Probably another of Hakim's orders.

"Let's make it... Outcast009A. That should suffice."

"Password confirmed. New protocol will begin immediately."

"Are you sure about all this?" asked Mantis finally, "Pretty sure I've seen this scenario in a movie once... it didn't end well for them." frankly, the A.I. woman gave him the creeps. Any sentient being without a mind for him to read just didn't seem right to him. Of course, there were those with strong enough minds to resist, but this thing was different.

A Corridor of Darkness opened up nearby, preventing them from continuing the conversation. A hooded figure stepped through wearing a familiar obnxious grin on his face.

"Well look what the cat dragged in." said Mantis in a snide tone, "You've been gone awhile this time - is that a good sign or bad?"

Seth shrugged, "Eh, little of both actually." and after a chuckle he got a good look at the hologram, "So uh... what's with the light show here?"

"My name is Asma Al-Jazari," the hologram answered, "I was activated by Master Hakim and instructed to protect this town. You are... Seth, correct?"

Seth cocked an eyebrow beneath his hood, "So that old bastard's been here, huh? He's pretty persistent to come back here to investigate me."

"Wait... you know him?" Ganma asked, having been quiet but suddenly taking an interest again.

"I guess," replied Seth with a shrug, "old man tried to test me or some crap like that. But, well you know how I am with tests. He said I didn't 'deserve the right to be' or whatever. Of course, it takes more than a salty old man to get rid of me."

This made both Ganma and Mantis tense up ever-so-slightly. Had they known the guest had been hostile to one of their own, they likely would not have given him nearly as much of a friendly welcome.

"So that's why he came here..." Ganma said thoughtfully.

"You never said why you're here now." Mantis pointed out, "Thought you were on some job?"

"Yup," Seth chuckled, "still am. But something important came up. For the first time since I left here, I may have actually found a real clue about my home world." this got their attention.

"Really? Well, by all means, we're listening." said Mantis, naturally incredulus. People he could read and those that could resist him were things Mantis could handle. Seth, on the other hand, was a weird case. Mantis could read the Nobody's mind, but it was always blank or a jumbled up mess at best. Imagine trying to read a book with blank pages, pages that had been torn out, and other pages that had been completely rearranged. That was Seth's mind in a nutshell.

"We were attacked by a ship we didn't recognize. We got away but they sent us a pretty bitter warning that we wouldn't escape next time. I dunno who she was, but according to one of my employers she apparently hates me something fierce. She may just be the clue I need to finding what I'm looking for."

"Fat chance of that," Mantis said, "you'd have to ask her, and she doesn't sound very talkative to me."

"I know that." Seth turned to Mantis specifically, "Which is why you're going to read her for me."

"Wait, what?"

"C'mon, Mantis, you said it yourself. She's not gonna share any information with me any time soon. I'd have to read her mind, and I just so happen to be good friends with a mind reader."

"You want me to just leave here? Pack up and go gallavanting around to other worlds like you? You don't honestly think Ganma will let me-"

"It's not an invalid idea, Mantis." it was Ganma. Normally, Ganma was apprehensive about letting people come and go. It was dangerous to travel between worlds. But he also knew that Seth had been doing it for five years and if he wasn't dead yet, that obviously meant he'd found a safe way to do it. So for this instance, Ganma was willing to make an exception.

"Ha!" Seth laughed, "Guess you can't use Ganma as an excuse now. So come on. My employers are waiting for me." a new Corridor leading back to the ship was already opening and awaiting them.

"I swear to God, Seth, if I die out there I'm going to kill you."

Back on the Ship

Seth had slipped out a little while ago. After chatting with Tocsax about their mysterious lady stalker, he told his fellow Nobody he was going to slip back over to Nexus Town. He was going to get some extra back up for the mission he told them. In actuality, he wanted to recruit Mantis in order to use his psychic powers to learn about the mysterious girl. Still, with Mantis around, they should have no problem sniffing out any traps or ambushes waiting for them.

"Yo, everyone. Guess who's back?" Seth quipped after he stepped through the Corridor that opened up right in the midst of everyone. He was without his coat, and he was soon followed by someone else wearing it. They immediately removed the coat and returned it to Seth.

This revealed his companion to everyone. A man in a black, sleeveless leather suit and a gas mask wrapped around his shaved head.

"And I brought us some extra back up. Everyone, this is Mantis." Seth said with a gesture, "Psychic soldier extraordinaire. As long as we have him, we can kiss running into traps and ambushes goodbye."

@Letter Bee@Arty Fox@Rex@SMS@ShadowVentus@Lady Athena

Digimon: Cyber Beasts

@tobiax@Acid Hippie Gonna post a thing in a bit, but also wanted to make sure you guys were still around.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Pre-Timeskip

"Well it's about time." Seth muttered when the witch finally kicked the bucket. She also apparently dissolved before he could grab the heart, so unfortunately it looked like Natasha would have to hold onto that favor a little while longer.

A little later, as their vessel made way to leave this world's space, they found themselves under fire. An unknown vessel flying an unknown set of colors was shooting at them from the distance. As luck would have it, they were too far away to fully give chase, but that didn't stop the Ruler of the Sea from receiving a chilling transmission from their assailant, apparently captained by a woman of some kind. Her voice was bold and lacked any sympathy for those she considered her enemy. She was also straight and to the point. Her face appeared on the monitor, revealing a surprisingly young woman considering she was the captain of her ship. She also looked oddly like someone Tocsax and Seth had seen before but neither of them could place it at the time.

"Enjoy your escape for now, because it won't last now that I've caught his trail. I hope he's listening, because as of right now it's officially hunting season... and I never. Lose. My. Catch." end transmission.

Seth's reaction was simple enough. He looked to Tocsax since, well, who else could she have been talking about? Surely she was just another one of Leo's followers... right?

"Well, she sounded like a warm bed of roses, didn't she?"

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

@Double@Arty Fox@Rex@Ryteb Pymeroce@ShadowVentus@supertinyking@SMS@Lady Athena@Nerevarine

((Collab between Double and Letter))

All through the streets of Nexus Town, a hooded, weizened old man, whose face was covered by a mask of fur and leather, was limping, supported only by a staff. Breathing in and out, his keen, masked eyes observed everything that occured in this cold and damp place, hoping that his guise would disguise his investigations. Sighting an ambulatory suit of armor walking about, trying to help an old woman, the old, thin, reedy man would walk forwards, his staff making a small 'clack' as it hit the cobblestones of the ground. Once he came near, he would ask the moving suit of armor:

"Hello? I am new to this town; I don't know anyone here - can you help?"

The suit of armor might as well have been an animated statue. It turned its helmeted head to look at the hooded old man, but offered only silence in reply. Whoever or whatever was in the suit, they weren't much for conversation. The old man wasn't completely out of luck, for there was someone watching who proved far more talkative than the suit of armor.

"You can start by not acting so suspicious." a masked young man in a leather suit stepped out of the nearby shadows. His gas mask distorted his voice a little, but he was still perfectly audible in spite of that fact. In another world, in whole other life he answered to the codename Psycho Mantis. But here in Nexus Town, he was known simply as Mantis.

The suit of armor offered no comment, but instead silently continued on his way for the time being. As for Mantis, he stepped closer to the stranger and eyed the old man with a scrutinizing gaze kept hidden underneath his gas mask, "I can't read you... some kind of block is keeping me out. How very clever of you. Or so you think. No amount of mental barriers can protect you from this" without warning, Mantis gave a quick gesture with his hand that telekinetically picked up a crate from nearby. It would have soared through the air and crashed right into the side of the old man's head had another, more commanding, voice made its presence known.

"Enough, Mantis. Stand down." the voice belonged to a man who looked like a bhuddist monk, or at least a former one. His holy symbol was scratched, having been marked to brand him as a deserter of his faith. Even still, the years of his discipline never left him, and his body still appeared well trained and strong as ever, "Forgive us, strangers have rarely proven trustworthy, so some of us have become overly cautious of them. Mantis, go bring Ms. Megumi here to tend to our visitor's injuries."

Mantis turned his head, likely shooting him a dirty look hidden behind his mask, but complied nonetheless and vanished from the scene.

"Thank you," spoke Hakim the Wise, for that was who the old man really was. "I am new to this world, and not used to the habits of people here." Truth.

"My name is Ganma. We have no true leaders here, but I have always stepped in when needed, so you may think of me as the leader here if you must." spoke the monk, giving a short bow in the style of his former faith.

"The mind-reader is called Mantis. You'll have to forgive his distrusting nature, for his was a difficult and painful life before he found himself here. The walking suit of armor is Alphonse. Forgive his silence, he's hardly spoken a word since arriving here, having lost so much beforehand. You stand in Nexus Town, a connecting point that exists in all worlds, but also none. Those who survive their world's destruction tend to find themselves on our shores. We offer them safety and haven here from outside forces who would do them harm."

Hakim would remember, remember when Nexus Town was smaller, and most of the structures were from his world, Shining Field. For a brief moment, all pride was forgotten, and nostalgia filled him. He would then say:

"Outside forces? Are not the Heartless enough?"

"Heartless, outlaws, organizations... any who would inflict harm to further their ends is an enemy of Nexus Town. We pride ourselves on being neutral ground, a place that anyone from any walk of life can come to for sanctuary. But enough about us, you appear injured. Dr. Takani will see to you."

"Yes, she will, right after Ganma explains why he saw fit to wake me up in the middle of the night." as if in cue, Mantis had returned, accompanied by a Japanese woman in physician's clothes. She seemed nice enough, if a bit grouchy from having been suddenly awoken.

"My apologies, Ms. Megumi, but we have a visitor who appears to be in need of medical attention."

"Fine, fine. Let's have a look at the damage, then." said the physician, approaching the stranger.

Hakim had used genuine shapeshifting to make himself look like a weizened old man, and while there was nothing in his new form that can be described as an injury, per se, it was clear that his physique was that of someone who, if not for magic - if even that! - would be half-way to the grave already, someone who belonged in a nursing home, not in the streets.

After a passing glance, Megumi's eye twitched before she comically shouted, "You woke me up for NOTHING!" this was directed squarely at Ganma, "Sure, he should probably be spending more time in a bed than traveling, but apart from that there's absolutely nothing wrong with him. And I was having such a lovely dream too.." the lady doctor mumbled as she angrily stomped back toward her residence so she could go back to bed.

"Don't even think about blaming me..." Mantis muttered, "...getting the Doctor was your idea, not mine."

"Well, forgetting all of that, if you didn't need medical attention then what brought you here to us, then?"

"What I said was," some of the old testiness returned to Hakim's voice, "'Hello? I am new to this town; I don't know anyone here - can you help?' Nowhere did I say I needed medical attention, rather, what I wanted were directions to the centre of the town; to where, it is rumored, the Dar-al-Hikma still stands." This was a partial giveaway to his real identity, but not that powerful an indicator. "I wanted to see that place before I die for real, just like my world has..." Also the truth.

"For someone who claims to be new, you sure know a lot about the place." Mantis, unsurprisingly, was not too keen on trusting this stranger. Of course, he didn't like anyone he couldn't read, it made him uneasy.

"It's a ruin now, but yes, the place you speak of still stands. But I can't help but agree with Mantis this time, how is it you know of that place? You are new to here, are you not?" just because Ganma kept his suspicions hidden behind his politeness didn't mean they weren't there. He was simply better at hiding them than Mantis was.

Hakim gazed at Gamna through his mask, then said:

"I am new to this town, yes. But not this place; no, I was here when this was a place of hopelessness, of despair, of fighting over old rivalries and scraps of land and resources. Aka, when this place wasn't a town at all." A frown. "Back when 'Salted Earth' was still known as 'Shining Field'..." Truth, and a revelation that might cause more mistrust, but also an indication of ancientry and veterancy, basically, Hakim was now implying: 'You may be suspicious of me, you may even distrust me openly because of my revelations. But the fact remains, my world provided the bones for where you live; you cannot contest that.'

"Shining... what's he talking about?" for the first time this night, Mantis was caught off guard, "I don't suppose you have any idea?" clearly the psychic soldier knew nothing of what this land was before the town was built on it.

"I've seen the name before, but in ancient tomes and texts. This fellow is more than he shows us to be. All indications pointed to this being the remains of an old world, but beyond that I couldn't discover much information." with a gesture he pointed to a path leading through a distant mountain pass, "That is the direction you seek. Whether or not you once lived in this world is irrelevant. This is our home now, and I will tolerate no treachery, not even from you." Ganma was making an implication of his own. He acknowledged this was once another's home, but also asserted that such a fact would not stop him from doing what needed to be done to protect his town and its residents from any and all threats.

A nod of acknowledgement, and Hakim would limp to the ruins of the old library...

Within the depths of the ancient, ruined library, Hakim the Wise faintly smiled; thanks to Genghis Khan and the Mongols not rampaging through Eurasia in his timeline, his version of the Dar-al-Hikma was able to contain modern facilities, modern facilities much advanced by his and...his students' research into the forbiden arts. In the basement of the structure lay a giant, stainless steel globe of the Earth, wonderfully made by the best craftsmen of Modern Baghdad. On the surface of that globe lay a secret keyboard, a keyboard that, when he typed a complicated mathematical code inside, would reveal and activate his greatest creation; the Magitech AI, Asma Al-Jazari. This AI was made as a recorder, defender, and even as an elaborate security/traffic camera for Baghdad's roads.

Once he typed the code, the globe would shine with white light, projecting a hologram of a young woman who wore only the loosest, most transparent, and most colorful of headscarves, who would then say:

"My name is Asma Al-Jazari; what can I do for you today, Master Hakim?" Hakim would smile, then, still in his old-man form, would then say:

"Tell me, do you have magical surviellance of all that happened in this town since the founding?" The female hologram nodded.

"Good," Hakim said. "Now, bring me up all surveilance recordings of...this person." He would then pull out a photograph of Seth and hand it over to Asma, who replied.

"Very well, showing recordings of Seth's life in Nexus Town, his training under Ganma, and his coming and going to this world during his journeys to find his homeworld. At the end of it all, Hakim was...impressed.

"He may not have a Heart, but he has drive," said the old man. "And to be honest, seeing him as someone who didn't have any moorings, like I once had..." Then he sighed.

"Secondary duty, Asma; I am leaving you activated, as well as asking you to do something of your own free will. Guard this town; help the residents as best as you could. You have full permission to teach them the advanced magical, scientific, and engineering knowledge to improve their infrastructure and resources. Will you do it?"

"Of course," the AI said. "But why this new burst of compassion?"

"They deserve it," was all Hakim can say before disappearing into a Corridor of Darkness. "Besides, I think I found out enough about Seth for my purposes..." his voice trailed off even after he had vanished.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Edit: Also, I tried to rip the Wargoyle limb from limb, then try and prevent it, Natasha, and v2 from flying. Nothing says those efforts succeeded, though.

@Letter Bee

Wait, you made a GM post and left it uncertain if actions were successful? Dude it's called a "GM Post" for a reason. You use those kinds of posts precisely for determining whether or not attacks or actions are successful in a battle scenario. Imagine if you rolled to attack in a D&D game and the DM just shrugged and expected you to figure out for yourself if the attack hit or missed.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Not to be That Guy, but the last couple of posts feel disjointed. They don't address anything that happened in the posts preceding them.

Nobody addressed the witch scooping up Snipers and Samurais and tossing them like Gimli in The Two Towers. As a quick defense for my own post, Letter essentially ninja'd me and I haven't had any ample computer access to fix my post yet. But Rex and Ryteb also ignored that bit. She is literally scooping up lesser beings by the truck-load and throwing them at everyone. I'm pretty sure some reaction dodging is in order here, people.

Now, I wouldn't call Seth a heavy hitter but then again both Arty and Vault have said that he kind of is, so eh. *shrug* The point I'm making is that Seth basically just whipped out his trump card attack that I am always emphasizing is comparable to the Ultima Cannon (you know that big, flashy beam cannon attack that was Terra's ultimate power in Birth By Sleep?) but even then Seth has been crowd-controlling the shit out of the witch as well. First by using a sandstorm to trap her on the spot, then reforming said storm into what is basically a much bigger and nastier version of Gaara's Sand Burial technique. Then he goes on to hit her with a literal One Punch Man attack before finally ending off with a shot from his Chaos Buster. Ryteb... elected to completely ignore all that and have his Dream Eater attack as if nothing else is happening around him. And then Rex elected to follow suit by summoning a literal Gundam as if nothing else was happening around him.

So are we each fighting this thing one-on-one in separate dimensions or something? Because the last couple of posts are sure as heck making it look that way.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

"Healing," Seth said suddenly. He just happened to be standing near Mai when she questioned herself, "If you can't attack or have no magic, use whatever items we have. Toss 'em to whoever looks injured or exhausted. As long as you think outside the box then you're never truly useless. Now if you'll excuse me."

His grin widened, going from unsettling to being almost somewhat sinister-looking. He'd noticed the damage his Snipers were finally doing and that meant one thing. Walpurgisnacht, the big bad witch everyone thought was invincible... it turned out she could bleed. She was mortal after all. It was time to take advantage of her defenses being down. He was fortunate to have held off earlier, now he could hit her and make sure it hurt like hell.

The Nobody had been holding out his hands to control his sandstorm. With a twitch of his fingers, the sand changed. No longer was it simply functioning like endless hands grabbing at an opponent to restrain them. Instead they became like barrier around the witch, but with a catch. The inner wall of the sand barrier suddenly protruded with spikes of compacted sand that, for all intents and purposes, may as well have been hardened sandstone. Seth then clapped his hands together, and suddenly the spiky trap was snapped shut, like the jaws of a medieval iron maiden. Unfortunately for the witch, Seth was only just getting started.

Without warning, the Nobody rushed forward in a near-invisible flash step. His Snipers in the air had halted their fire by now, wanting to ensure their commander had a clean line of sight. But a large number of them moved their position, and converged in a single location. Tocsax would recognize this, it was a Chaos Buster in mid-preparation. While that went on, Seth launched himself skyward in a powerful leap in the air at his target. From there, the speed he built up and gravity would takeover and he found himself coming down on the witch from on high.

"Fist of Destruction," he said, though no one would hear this. At least, no one except those who could hear through the communication bug anyway, "Dynamic Impact!" it certainly was dynamic alright. His fist slammed into the witch, his body like some kind of powerful meteor impact. By now, he'd fully relinquished the sand and it had fallen to the ground once again inert. Immediately upon impact, Seth propped his feet against the witch's body and pushed himself off. Once he was a safe distance away, his remaining Snipers who did not form a Chaos Buster once again opened fire.

As for the Nobody himself. He corrected himself with a backflip and landed safely next to where the Chaos Buster had been formed. He held out his hand, pointing his fingers in the shape of his gun at the witch dead-center. The Chaos Buster followed his finger's aim and pointed there as well, "...Bang." Seth said with a chuckle, and the shot was fired. As usual, it looked very similar to one of Tocsax's Ultima Cannons and easily matched it in raw firepower.

Through this entire action, Seth's grin remained wide and unchanged. His left eye shone a bright blue. This had happened before, but it was usually in brief moments or flashes. It was persistent this time, remaining blue from the moment he first created the iron maiden trap until now when the Chaos Buster had finished firing its blast.

Digimon: Cyber Beasts

@tobiax

How is it not adding up? Seems pretty simple to me. Plus if all else fails, rule of drama.