Gentlemanvaultboy

Royal Rumble!

So, what kind of world does this RP take place in?

@GamerXZ

It's vaguely defined. Rhea itself is mostly a modern city, but outside that you can essentially justify anything due to weird god powers or the worldwide demon war that happened years back.

Royal Rumble!

Name: ???

Age: ???



Biography: A demon the characters encountered and defeated in the haunted apartment building, to avoid becoming a ghost and losing her mind she hid within Katherine in a desperate gamble and succeeded at co-habituating with the girl. Stern and arrogant, it was her prideful behavior that led to her defeat in the first place and though she takes a servile posture towards Katherine because of her situation it grates on her nerves. Believes that those with the strength to dominate should do so, while the weak should simply do everything in their power to become stronger. Seemingly not well versed in the customs or state of the human world.

Core Power: The Gluttonous Flame.

A dark fire from the demon world that she has taken into herself and mastered. The Gluttonous Flame can not be used for anything other than an implement of pain. It would devour any food one tried to cook in it, and though it gives off heat it will never truly warm you. Even standing beside a bonfire of it would not save you from freezing to death because by its nature it can not give anything, only take. Whatever it consumes is consumed entirely and used to grow its power. The better quality of the material sacrificed to it the greater its power burns, with the most power coming from living things and spiritual beings. This property allows the used to perform feats of magic that would otherwise be beyond it by sacrificing others for greater power. The Gluttonous Flame requires strict control, lest it consume its supposed master from the inside.

Power One: Hellfire Seals.

Conduits through which she can channel the Gluttonous Flame remotely, creating pillars of fire on concentrating it into beams or waves of pure heat.

Power Two: Demon Duplication

Shaving off a part of herself and infusing it with fire, she can create a working duplicate of herself. The strength of the duplicate depends on the amount of fire used in its creation. It is possible for the duplicates themselves to duplicate, though like the main body they use up a part of their power to do so. Overuse of duplicates could result in a rapid weakening of her power, and duplicates that are sacrificed to perform large scale magic do not return that power to the main body. One should be cautious to never make a duplicate comparable in power to oneself.

Power Three: Burning Life

It is not only the body her fire can consume. By infecting a host with a spark of the Gluttonous Flame she can set fire to their energy and drive, resulting in a mindless stupor if left to fester long enough.

Relationships:

Katherine: Her current host body, she is willing to weasel and beg if it means not becoming a ghost even if it means lowering herself to serving a human. She chafes under the yoke and wishes to gain enough power to either manifest herself freely of Katherine or simply overtake the girl and steal her body, though the latter is unlikely thanks to Katherine's strong divine gift. Still, there is a glimmer of genuine respect for the fire Katherine is able to call upon and an urge to nurture such a promising thing.

Royal Rumble!

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@rawkhawk64@Hammerman@KillamriX88@6slyboy6@RoflsMazoy

Her head turned as the boys punch connected. Then she slowly turned it back, incredulous. As though she could not believed what had just happened. It had been the first time any human had ever struck her in the face.

Then she felt it, and grinned. There was something happening. When could feel point of demon energy flaring to life. "Oh it seems you lot have more problems to deal with than just me." This was a boon. All she had to do was live and wait for the chaotic situation to open up an escape rout.

Then she reached out to take him around the neck and shake him like a dog toy. The thing about the boy was she knew his tricks. Shoot something at him, come at him fast, and he'd just deflect it. Oh yes, she remembered. He was on the list, right after Clara, Alto, and King but above the explosion boy, the ninja, and the tank girl. So it would be fun to get him and then let whiplash do the work.

World of Light

Sorry for the delay, it hasn't been a very good week for week me.

World of Light

Linkle

Level 2 - (9/20) EXP
Location: Scrapyard, Left Side ---> Scrapyard, Engineer's Perch
Word Count:992

@Delta44@Lugubrious

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While Tora wasn't enraptured by the rabbit heroes strange weapon for long, Linkle was very interested in it. It was basically some kind of bomb, but not one that she had ever heard of before. Not even in the legends had she ever heard of some kind of poison bomb. Not surprising, it was hardly what you could call a heroic weapon. Watching him play around with it with such child like energy and joy, though, she couldn't help but laugh. When they weren't shooting at you these guys were surprisingly endearing.

"I think I know what happened." She said after considering the situation. "Sometimes, when you find two groups of monsters fighting it out, if you start helping one side the other one will join your army out of gratitude. At least for a little bit. So I bet our friends started helping out the rabbits, and that made the whole group friendly." She nodded to herself and the long white ears on top of her hood drooped down in front of her face. She reached out and gripped one between her fingers. "Or maybe it'd because I'm wearing this?" She shrugged and flipped the ears back.

The three continued on after the rabbit until Tora called for a break. Linkle could keep going, but then again she couldn't remember a time when she'd been tired. The little guy then asked a question that she was surprised no one had asked yet, and Linkle jumped on it. "Oh, Hyrule is the best. It's full of lush green forests, beautiful clear rivers, fields where the breeze always blows just hard enough to keep you nice and cool. A paradise built by the godessess for any people who are willing to live with and cherish the land, from Lake Hylia to Death Mountain!" She threw out her arms to emphasize the great size of the Kingdome, then brought them back together. "At least, that's how grandma always described it. I'd never been out of the village before my first adventure and I didn't get to see a lot of the peaceful Hyrule. I ran into a lot of things my Grandma had never described before while on the road to the castle. There was this forest full of stalphos where an imp in a creepy mask stole my compass, an old temple in the middle of a lake, this big pit where I was fought this strange purple guy, and even this place where it was always sunset. Shadow people lived there, and one of them helped me rescue Princess Zelda from this insane shadow man."

She folded her arms and sighed sadly. "By the time I made it to the castle it was about to fall to the forces of darkness. I thought after I took care of that I could finally see the peaceful Hyrule grandma told me stories about, but then this all happened." She looked around, and seemed to suddenly realize that she had lost her some of her peppy, never say die energy. She smacked herself on the cheeks a few times and perked herself back up. "But that's okay! The reason Hyrule is so peaceful is that whenever disasters like this rear their ugly heads the Legendary Hero is always there to put everything right again. This time, that's me! So I'll just take my grand tour after we settle this mess."

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Linkle couldn't help but agree with Tora's complaints about having to hide. She really starting to get sick of it. She watched from relative safety as the rabbit army was decimated by the two robots that flanked the helmeted man. It looked like her earlier idea had been right and that the other group had swung the battle in the rabbits favor and if it were up to her she would have been right up there with them, diving into the thick of it. Instead she was here, taking cover again.

Tora separated from her and Minako, spotting his chance to advance while the turrets were distracted with the rabbits and taking his shot. This had the unfortunate effect of attracting one of the turrets attention and it began harrying him as he tried to move from cover to comer.

But now they had a problem. One gun was focusing on Tora, the other was finishing off the rabbits. Neither was looking at them. She looked over the the heroic green rabbit that they had followed over here, and the poison puddles his weapon created. She looked back up at how close together all three of their enemies were. "Hey." She called to the rabbit while dispensing a bomb from her holstered crossbows. She held it out to him, pointed to the bomb in his hand, then jerked her thumb at the turret nest the engineer had set up. She waved her arm at him to come one, then vaulted her cover and started sprinting at the turrets hoping her would follow. She had to get him close enough before the rest of those rabbits were completely gone or, barring that, act as a distraction herself so he could float that whole area in poison purple too.

Unluckily the rabbit army didn't seem to be doing so hot as the turret fired it's missiles into the midst again, but that's when Linkle felt the turret come into sharp focus. There, she could see it! It was like a shield hovering over the top of the turret. It's big attack had left it vulnerable. She doubled her effort, spreading up as she came into range. She threw her bomb, but not just the one. She reached down and suspended another bomb from the crossbows, then another, and another, tossing a whole cluster of bombs primarily at the rocket shooting turret to try and do enough damage to knock it off kilter so she could move in for the kill before they refocused their attention on her.

Royal Rumble!

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@rawkhawk64@Hammerman@KillamriX88@6slyboy6@RoflsMazoy

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As the two tumbled forward Katherine feel the claw on her wrist tighten and yank, pulling her back into the darkness as the demoness reasserted control and caught herself, her hand landing in the pool of strange, multicolored blood that was now seeping from the boys legs. "Could you not have just portaled us away?" She asked, unbeliving not only their bad luck but that all of her enemy's had gathered in one place so incredibly quickly. If she'd known this would happen maybe it would have been more advantages to remain in the stadium. At least there was an ready supply of victims there compared to this desert.

There was no time regrets now, though. She would just have to make do with what she had.

"Look here child." she said inwardly. "If we're going to still be working together after this then you could use this knowledge. My fire, unlike yours, is hungry." As she spoke with Katherine the blood began to bubble, steam, then suddenly erupted into flame. The fire devoured it, following the trail up the boys leg to the source and digging in greedily for just a second before the demoness pressed her will down on it and it pulled back. From that moment, besides that momentary pain where it had cauterized the wound, the fire on his leg did not hurt him at all. All it did was burn until the blood was gone, and as the blood disappeared both the demoness and Katherine could feel power welling up in them. Not enough to fill the void, but more than the demoness had expected. The boys blood packed a tremendous potency, almost as though it were the base of his divine gift. "The more it consumes the more it grows, and the greater the sacrifice made to it the stronger you become as a result. If you are ever in a position to use it, be careful. Had I not exerted the strict control I keep on my flame, it would have devoured our erstwhile ally whole."

As if to affirm this commitment to Darts safety she reached out as Rurik launched one of his projectiles and pulled him out of it's path. It was the least she could do after he'd soaked that annoying boy. Turning, she pulled herself up to Katherine's full height and stared Rurik down. Despite how it felt she knew it wasn't pure arrogance that drove him. That lout had been annoying when she'd been at full power. Still, this challenge might be the only opportunity she had to turn this situation around somehow. So long as this was going on, Clara seemed happy to let it play out.

She would need to be careful. She couldn't surrender herself to rage like she had last time. As she fought, she had to also search for an escape. Conserving energy, fight conservatively, and be on the look out for any sort of trick.

"Hey, Kath! Rurik peeked at me changing at the locker room today! Can you believe it?"

The world went red. "Know your place you piece of shit, don't you have any standards!?!" The demoness threw out her hand without thinking and one of those seals from the roof sprung up around Rurik. Instead of causing a pillar of fire to shoot out, however, this one sent a pulse of pure fire across the ground around him. The water left behind from darts hose attack, along with the water in the park grass, flash boiled and exploded into a cloud of scalding hot steam all around him.

The demoness stared at her hand in legit shock. That hadn't been her speaking, not really at least. That emotion hadn't come from her heart or her head, it had been an automatic response like pulling your hand away from a hot stove top.

Was this a disgust so palpable it has been engraved in Katherine's very nerves?

She was so distracted by this she hadn't even noticed that Thobias had swooped in to cart off dear Christine.

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Naseraph Sana

@AtomicNut

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Naserph followed along with Wolf and the Mysterious Stranger as they went out to the car. First Versa, now Andras? It sounded like that someone was targeting Wolf specifically. "The woman you love and the woman you were sworn to protect? You don't suppose this could be a trap for you?" He asked as the stranger pulled the cabby out of the cab and took the drivers seat for herself. Nasearph was unhesitant in taking the back seat.

"Does this have anything to do with those rumors I heard of you killing twenty-one demons and their dog last month?"

Royal Rumble!

@Dezuel@rawkhawk64@Hammerman@Crazy Scion@6slyboy6

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"The key here is to grab him before you smash him, got it? Good," Rurik told Bak as he took aim-

And then Vittorio got shot. "Well that's probably not good..." He couldn't very well aim if Vittorio was lying on the ground...

- - -

As Vittorio began to fall, he'd have felt a hand reach out to grab him. It was Alto. As his delirious thoughts drifted through his mind, Alto pulled him closer, glaring into his eyes. "Wake up!" Alto commanded. "I've been told of this misguided vendetta of yours and now I've been stabbed over it!" He clutched his injury even as he spoke. He didn't exactly raise his voice, but he was clearly... upset. "So, right now, explain yourself! I want to hear it directly from you why it's come to this!"

"Alto, you're bleeding-" Someone tried to interject, but an icy look silenced them.

"I... am aware."

- - -

Rurik saw that Alto had caught Vittorio. How fortuitous. Well in that case... "Just a little more, Bak." He firmed his grip on Bak's gear. It'd do them no good if she charged off before he was ready.

"WATCH OUT, SHE'S GONE CRAZY! SHE'LL KILL US ALL! TAKE COVER!" Rurik suddenly shouted in a mock panic.

A moment later a dozen St. Laurel's students had all turned on them, taking fighting stances. No doubt they'd already been set on guard after the stabbing. He... probably shoulda seen that coming.

". . . their loss." He suddenly fished a leathery ball out of his pocket. With a squeeze it unfurled wings and it's massive eye blinked open. "Hope you have good timing, Clara!" He chucked it into the air over Vittorio and Alto where it began flapping to hover, it's one, bloodshot eye frantically glancing back and forth to survey the area. "Your turn!"

And indeed it was. The next thing Bak would know G-Forces hit her and she was sent flying toward Vittorio as if shot from a cannon. Any students too slow to dive clear were scattered like bowling pins.

Alto would not get his answers that day it seemed. He turned at Rurik's yelling only to moments later see Bak flying through the air at him. There was no time, it was either lose Vittorio or get steamrolled. He jumped away at the last second leaving Vittorio behind.

As Bak flew she fired. BANG BANG BANG went the flak cannon and explosions rained down around Vittorio's position. The students that had managed to dive clear were thrown to and fro from the explosions, but all Vittorio felt from this was a pleasant summer days breeze. None of the force of it seemed to touch him.

Speaks flew from the bleachers as he feet scraped deep grooves in the floor beneath her, slowing her down as she made her approach. Before hitting Vittorio she lifted one leg, allowing herself to turn slightly, and instead of hitting him head on she spread her arms wide and scooped him up in an embrace as she flew past. She pulled him in close, ready to protect him for the shock on the inevitable fall.

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The Park

"Do not give it any heed, Christine," Clara spoke with just a little more force than normal. "Keep in mind what it is. A being that would drag children off into who knows what kind of hell. A being that not long ago tried to kill us all. I'm sure it does not remember you fondly from that day. No doubt its been rooting around in your sisters mind long enough to mimic her. Were I you, I'd be offended..." Even as she spoke, she'd directed the beholder that had led her there to move. It swooped down in front of D'Artagnan in coordination with Christine's earlier attack. It's one, massive eye was opened as wide as possible and it's wings outstretched, aiming to startle him or even just cause him to run face first into it. Even Clara did not expect that she was also coordinating with Yuuto who moments later burst from the shadows. "Keep your resolve, or would you rather it run off with your sister's body, perhaps never to be seen again?"

A moment later Clara felt a small vibration. It seemed another of her beholders had been awakened. To her surprise, it had been by Rurik of all people, but she quickly understood why. Moments after Bak grabbed Vittorio, the beholder flying above would pulse, it's eye threatening to pop out of its body, and soon darkness would swirl around the two, whisking them away. A shadowy portal then opened beside Clara, and Bak and Vittorio came careening out, digging a furrow into the dirt.

"Hey! Me next!" she heard Rurik yelling at the beholder. She pursed her lips, but then somewhat reluctantly repeated the process. The next portal opened up a little higher though, causing Rurik to flop to the ground behind Bak. He lifted his head to look at her.

"That was on purpose..." he grumbled. She simply stared back at him emotionless before shifting her attention back to the matter at hand.

Bak hit the ground on her side and slid roughly, hugging the boy to her chest. She looked around, confused. Instead of the concrete she had expected she'd slid through grass and dirt. This was some kind of park, it looked like, and instead of being surrounded by St. Laural's she could see that most of the people here were her friends. She let out a sigh of relief.

That relief lasted about as long as it took her to release her grip on Vittorio. She laid him gently onto the ground and got her first good look at him. She felt a lump jump up into her throat and rolled herself to a better angle, managing to get her legs under her and kneel at his. "Vittorio? Vittorio, can you hear me? Oh no, oh no, no no no no no." She hovered her hand hands over his body, unsure what if anything she could do. Finally she decided the press her hands down over his wound, feeling the sticky wet feeling as the blood soaked into her gloves.

"You will be all right. You are stronger than this, I know it. You have to survive this, you do not yet have your revenge yet, da?" She asked desperately. "It is all right, we will get Celestine and you will be all right. We can just.. Tovarisch!" She called out to Clara. "You must bring Celestine here, or, or, or something! You must do something!"

She looked back down at him. The bleeding hadn't stopped. It didn't look like it was going to stop. "Please do not die." She begged. "We need you to live....I need you to live. My world is so small. I could not bear it. These friends you are always speaking of? These dear ones of yours? That is what you are to me. You understand this, da? If so you understand why you must live. Please, come out of the cold and live!"

"Hold him up..." Clara eventually spoke, flipping open her grimoire. Out of its shadowy pages crawled a large spider than crawled across Vittorio's body, quickly weaving silk until the wound's bleeding was stopped. "It will hold for now. It was Alto, wasn't it? The wound was non-fatal to begin with, if only he weren't so frail. He will live." Well, she didn't really know that for certain, it was Vittorio after all, but in theory he should be fine.

Bak wasn't so sure. Normally if Clara said something she took it as truth but...

Since she no longer had to put pressure on the wound Bak went back to finding something she had to do. Anything that might help. Anything that could keep her busy. But there was really nothing she could do now but hope. Whether or not he lived was entirely up to him.

Well, there was one thing. She reached down and held his hand.

"Now... let us be done with this," Clara spoke, focusing once more on the demon. Yuuto had her little helper under control. If Christine didn't stay under control, she needed to be ready. Her book once more brought something dark into the world. From the shadows crawled a hulking beast. It was hard to say what it was. It had a thick hide and lots of muscles though. It could weather some fire and had an iron grip. That was all Clara needed...

Meanwhile Rurik was now in a sitting position. He looked at Christine, and then at Kath, or what had been Kath at least. And then at Clara's new monster.

And then back to Christine. It was so strange to him. Christine was almost always happy, no matter what. Always. But now...

And back at Clara's new monster.

"Yeah, about that..." Rurik pushed himself to his feet.

"Wher-" Clara began, but Rurik walked right up to the monster. It barely reacted, he wasn't its target after all. Rurik then placed his hand on it and it froze up. Then it twitched a little.

Then it blew apart into meat chunks and dust before finally turning into black vapor and vanishing.

"What-"

"So. Last time we did this you fucked it up," Rurik said to Clara, though his gaze was focused on Katherine.

"Excuse m-"

"And last time you even had those other two idiots helping you," he told her and finally glanced over his shoulder at her. "But you know, I didn't do too bad last time, so how about you just leave it to me."

Clara had to take a moment. This level of blatant defiance from Rurik was taking a moment for even her to process. Well, what she said in response took Rurik a moment to process, so it all evened out. "Fine. Very well. Go ahead," she said. What was the old saying? Play stupid games, win stupid prizes? Then Rurik was free to win all the prizes he wanted. Maybe he would at least tire the demon out. "Everyone else stand down. It would seem Rurik will handle this. Yuuto, that boy there is Mr. D'Artagnan, a member of our night school. Please... see to his safety."

Rurik swallowed. Well, that had gone a little too well actually.

Shit.

Bak's attention was called back over to the scene playing out around her by the explosion. She hadn't been paying attention to what was happening, she didn't think she'd needed too. But now her friends were fighting one another on top of everything? What was Rurik thinking, blowing apart Clara's monster like that? "What are you doing? Why?" She asked shakily.

"Because..." Rurik turned ever so slightly to look at Christine. "If I don't find a way to stop this, Christine will be sad..." "... deep down..." He clenched his fists. "It's still Kath." He looked back at the demonic girl in question. "And I really want to punch her in the face."

Royal Rumble!

Katherine and ???

@Crazy Scion

@KillamriX88@Hammerman@RoflsMazoy

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Kath awoke in darkness. A familiar, yet alien place that had no marking or landshapes, only a darkness that crawled until the horizon. It seemed that the very ground she stood on was solid darkness, only illuminated by a faint, distant light that helped her see somewhat. She was lying on the ground and she groaned as she sat up, and looked over at the light. It was faint, but...she immediately noticed it as her own flame that kept the demoness bound. But...she was nowhere to be seen, and the fire was more embers than anything else. "Ugh...what the fuck..." She groaned again and tried to stand up, but quickly fell back. Her body felt weak, broken, something she had never felt before. She had no idea what was going on and why she was here. Everything was a blurry mess...she had no memories of anything after the tournament began. And now she couldn't even stand up...great. As much as she hated to admit, her only chance was the demoness. She should know what was going on. "Hey! Where are you!" She called out into the darkness. "What's going on?"

"Master, please, not so loud. I am rather concentrating right now on keeping your heart beating and your voice is defining when you yell inside your own head." Her demons voice called back out of the dark.

"What..." Kath asked a bit confused. Keeping her heart beating? What did she mean. And what exactly was she doing controlling her body? She let out another groan as she painfully stood up, wobbling unsteadily for a few seconds before she secured her footing. "Sorry...but, what is going on?"

"I can see the void cuts deeply indeed. Damn that ninja." The voice paused as though considering. "Do you remember when I inquired about who your enemies were? No need to tell me, Because we've met that. Mephisto's attempted to assassinate you, right in the middle of the tournament for everyone to see. You were on the verge of death, so I offered a hand and you took it. I've managed to keep your wounds closed so far, but we're being pursued."

"What!" Kath exclaimed. She couldn't believe what she was hearing! And...how could she forget that! This was just supposed to be a friendly...well, somewhat friendly match between students! And isn't there a ward? This was wrong, all wrong. She felt angry but as she clutched her fingers into a fist she felt her heart ache. She really was...dying, and it scared her. "Damnit..." She mumbled as she sat down. "I guess there isn't much for me to do now, is there?"

"Steel yourself, child." The demon replied, not entirely unkindly. "Take that emotion and use it to fan your flame. If we get out of this you will be stronger for it. If not, then you may have at least prepared one last nasty surprise for our-oh damn it! Clara is here. So is your sister. You're certain she's trustworthy?

"Christine?" Kath exclaimed, as if she was calling out for her sister. "Christine is here?" She asked and mustered the strength to stand up again. She felt a newfound strength surge through her veins. It was still faint, but she felt much more confident now. She just wanted to protect her sister, and her presence was invigorating. "Yes, you can trust her! I'm sure she'll help me...I mean, us!"

"I'll trust your judgment." The demoness said, appearing suddenly out if the dark and holding out her hand. "She's attacking us right now, you need to talk to her. She knows I'm the on in control so she will disregard anything I say. You won't have long, so you will need to be convincing and when I pull you back you must let me. I can not channel you and keep your wounds closed for long. You need to buy us at leat some time to get away."

"What!" Kath exclaimed. That can't be...Clara must be manipulating Christine! Oh poor soul, she will be torn to her she's actually hurting her like that. Kath nod and reached out to the Demoness. "Alright, fine. You have my trust, you've kept me alive this far. I'll make this quick!"

"Don't mind the boy, I convinced him to help us. And make sure to hit the ground running." The demoness said, grasping Kath's hand and pulling. There was feeling of great speed as it seemed like she shot past the demon and through the darkness toward a pair of lights that flickered in the distance. They got closer, closer, blindingly bright, them with a sudden jolt Katherine found herself behind her own eyes again with the phantom feeling of the demons claw clasping her hand.

Kath did as she was told: once the bright light faded and she saw the world again, she started running as fast as her legs carried her. She almost tripped at the weird transition, but thankfully managed not to fall at the last second. She quickly looked around, her eyes searching for Christine. It didn't take long to find her at all, the ice was a pretty big giveaway to her location. "Christine! Christine it's me!" She shouted, and as much as she wanted to stop she kept running. "The demon it's he-" She couldn't finish the sentence as she ended up coughing up blood into her palm. Oh my god She didn't have time to look over herself, but the pain from her wounds have started seeping through the rush of adrenaline. "It's helping me! Let us go, I'll be fine! You have to trust me Chrissy!"

Royal Rumble!

and

Celestine Lightbringer

@Dezuel

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Celestine followed Bak, rushed as she was. His mind, avid for information was building the entire picture from scratch. He had come to the same conclusion as the machine girl. Vittorio was likely alive. His face showed a hint of disappointment when the girl continued on her frantic chase. She was not chasing the demon, but Vittorio. It was clear what she was pretending to do. Celestine looked at Bak with a mirror of worry at first, and then ... as if an act of magic, his semblance hardened and his stare was piercing.

"Why, Bak? Let Vittorio deal with the thing he has set to do, even if he refuses to heed my healing advice. Shanking that preppy boy is an amusing thought."

"He will not survive, though!" Bak said. "He does not mean to." She said, downcast. "He is one of us. That is reason enough to help him, da?"

"What do you know? He has been prattling about this for ages. He really..." Celestine paused. "Oh I see what's happening here."

He clasped his hands, giggling. "Very well, Bak. You win. I don't need more convincing." He added, doing a deft turn. "Alto should be in the st Laurels rendezvous point. With the rest of them." He paused indicating the way.

"I want a wedding invite though..." Now that was more amusing than a shanking. Could the tank girl rescue the crippled boy from his own hell? Some love stories, no matter how cliché, were entertaining.

"Wh-wedding?" Bak said, but no, wait, that wasn't important right now. Celestine had pointed the way. Bak felt kind of stupid, but that's why she liked Celestine so much. If Bak had a question they had an answer. Still running on high emotion she reached out and embraced who might as well have been the most beautiful woman in the world. "Thank you, thank you!"

"My ribs..."Celestine squeaked, unable to fight against the mechanized hug. Fortunately it didn't break anything. Yet. As she left he followed the tank girl with his gaze. "Well, guess I will be heading with my own interest..."

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An air of confused worry permeated through the crowd as Bak walked out. People were milling about near their seats, with officials trying to convince them to remain. Some were arguing, or had forced their way past and were leaving anyway. Some were just standing, or had clumped into groups leaving whole rows empty and inadvertently blocking anyone attempting to leave. The worst of this was in a place she could see across the field, where an entire section had been abandoned all the way to the top of the arena as though something had inspired the spectators to flee it in mass and huddle together in two long rows in the walkways on both sides. Another part she could see sparkled in the sunlight and it took Bak a moment to relize that was because it had been frozen over. Every so often an announcement came over the intercom, but it joined with the roar of thousands of people talking. No one would much notice one boy in all this mess.

The tension in the air came when a girl caught sight of Bak and screamed, drawing the eyes of everyone in the surrounding area. Bak could feel their eyes boring into her, reminding her far to much of home for comfort, but she didn't have time to worry about that right now. She had a job to do. She shoved her way though people milling about, unconcerned over whether she was being too rough, to make her way to the St. Laural's sanction while adding her own voice to the roar.

"Vittorio! Vittorio!" She called out, cupping her hands over her mouth. "I know you are hurting right now! Where are you? I can help!"

World of Light

@Lmpkio

Boost. You need that three turns of strength more right now.

The Master is the sort of character, much like Fate!Merlin, that can pull off nonsense that I'll just accept. I was surprised to see him, but was absolutely not surprised to see he'd somehow gotten around Galeem.