Yankee

World of Light

Word Count: 1537 (+3 exp)
Level: 8 - Total EXP: 15/80
Location: Edge of the Blue - The Maw

It was good, so good. Not the taste per se, the Cadet had definitely had way tastier food before. Breakfast at that tavern in Limsa for example. Even the makeshift lunch they'd had on that island. What this particular food tasted of was like being saved from the jaws of certain doom. He wasn't going to be starving to death today, that was for sure! Though he felt a little bad about not being able to resist with what he now considering the stronger willed members of their team, he couldn't really bring himself to regret it much now that he wasn't on death's door. While the others made to unlock the door and move on, the Cadet could feel his strength and stamina recovering little by little. At some point he did manager to rein himself in, reminding himself that he was only willing to tolerate a little bit of curse. Beside him, BB was still eating with all the enthusiasm expected of a still growing piglet.

"You Gobul up food faster than me," he chuckled, ruffling the minion's tuft of hair, "You sure you're not really a baby Nibelsnarf?"

Maybe when the curse started happening, with all the food BB was eating the baby behemoth might act like a conduit and siphon it away from himself? ...man, what was he thinking? He really needed to find these minion's mom, or drop them off somewhere safe that could do it for him. First though, getting through this awful submarine.

”... hey Ace! Catch!”

"Huh?"

Thankfully the Cadet's dexterity was returning too, catching the bottle Junior tossed his way with no problem. "Uh, thanks? What is this...?"

He turned the bottle over in his hands. Clearly it was a liquid of some kind. The vessel holding it was ornate, seemed like it might be alcohol? There wasn't any label, just a picture of... actually he had no idea what this was supposed to be. Some kind of monster or animal? It sort of reminded him of some old stories but— oh, there was some writing. Undertow...? he read, tilting his head. The name of the drink? It clearly was meant to be consumed, and maybe the little Koopa thought he might like this kind of thing? Honestly with how crazy stressful things had been, the thought of having a drink sounded pretty good. He glanced back at Junior but he (and the rest of the group) was already making for the exit. The Cadet uncorked the bottle and downed the contents. It wasn't a particularly strong spirit, in fact it tasted water down... with sea water. There was a saltiness to it that didn't mix well with whatever other flavor it was going for. Bleh. Oh well. Intending to catch up with the others quickly he started to make his way to the door.

"C'mon BB, let's—"

Wait, something was wrong. Ace Cadet felt strange, in kind of a bad way. C-curse? Already?! The other diners all seemed fine last time he checked! Then, maybe the drink? Alcohol + child body = not a good combo? Yeah, obviously that must be it... unconsciously The Cadet had clutched his stomach, but when he looked down at himself it wasn't his stomach that seemed wrong, but his hands. Swirls of mist and sea foam were appearing and disappearing all up and down his arms, along with angry red welts. The patches of skin that weren't already scarred from the acid rain were burning a bright unhealthy color, bubbling blisters forming rapidly. This was not normal - and either he was having some kind of incredibly bad allergic reaction, or he was currently getting cursed!

At some point the Cadet had stopped walking, horrified. Panic was growing fast in his chest, and the condition of his hands was getting worse just as quickly. Some of the blisters swelled to massive sized and imploded, opening gaping holes in his skin. His whimpering, rubbing and swatting at his arms had drawn a small crowd of curious captive children, the ones that weren't bold enough to follow after his team. His team that consisted of some other people that had eaten - he had to go tell them what was happening!

It was pure fear that pushed the Cadet back into movement, running as fast as he could and chasing after the tail end of the train of kids. Fear for not just himself but his friends too. There were a billion worst case scenarios flooding the Cadets brain right now, but there was also a familiar little voice of hope that said if they just got out of the Maw fast enough, or found a cure fast enough, they'd all be okay. So, he ran - following where he'd seen the procession go. There was a small mix-up at a fork in the hallway, but a crashing sound pulled him in the right direction and after that the Cadet burst into the butchery, slamming into one of the random unaffiliated kids who were currently scrambling in the opposite direction. They both careened to the ground, but the latter pushed themselves up in a hurry and dashed away. The reason was obvious: two huge men, grimy and blood stained. With captives. Sakura, Bella, and Rika!

What a situation he'd barged into. The concern he had for his friends was still at it's peak, but morphed instead to what he could see right in front of him. The trio of girls in danger. The rest of the group was throwing anything they could get their hands on at the two chefs, and the Cadet propelled himself towards the nearest things he could reach to join in. However, pelting the huge men didn't do much and they ended up escaping with the girls, locking themselves into another room. There was no pause within the team, they scattered to find a way to help Sakura and the Abyssals. Except for the Cadet, who took a moment to breath. Shaky, he lifted his arms up to see how bad they'd gotten since he last checked.

"...what?" His arms and hands... they looked completely normal! The Cadet inspected every inch of them, but there were no rashes, welts, or holes in his skin. No trace of the mist either, his skin wasn't even wet. There was no way he was mistaken, just a minute ago it looked like he had some kind of disease spreading from his arms. "???"

He wanted time to think about what was happening, but if they wanted to rescue the others there wasn't enough left to do that, as Geralt pointed out. Their lives were way more important than the mystery of his arms, so of course the Cadet nodded and went to crawl in after Mirage, Geralt, and Link - but he found that he didn't quite fit. Not wanting to get stuck like Nadia he pulled himself out quickly, confusion plain on his face. Actually, why did Nadia get stuck in the first place? She was skinny and short...

Something clicked in the little monster hunter's head and he whipped around to stare at Peach and Ms. Fortune. They didn't seem bigger, but that might have been because he was bigger too. He couldn't fit in the vent and he was about the same size as the rest of the boys. None of those three had eaten, but he had. He'd just seen his body morphing, after all. Of course the Cadet couldn't know that he was misunderstanding part of the situation, all he could think was that the food was effecting them already. While the Koopa King and son worked on breaking the door, the Cadet all but ran over to where the others were converging to think of another plan.

"I know we gotta save them," he started, words tumbling out of his mouth as soon as he was close. He cringed, because there was a 'but,' coming. "And we will. But the - the food we ate. I mean, are you - do you all feel okay?" He looked around at Nadia, Peach, and Glenn. They didn't look any different. Even BB didn't look different. He didn't look different, but he knew what he'd seen. " 'Cause something happened to me, in the cafeteria. My arms um, changed." Yeah, that was a good word for it... "They look normal now but they weren't! Or maybe it was making me see things but... It could be affecting us already so just - be careful. We don't want things to get worse!"

The Cadet started to sound more frustrated than fearful the more he talked. They'd believe him even without the 'evidence' he was sure, they had no reason not to, he just wanted to make sure they were all okay - including Sakura and the Abyssals, of course. So with his current goal of warning the diners of what he assumed was a curse doing it's work on him complete, they now just had to find a way rescue the captives. Hopefully the vent team would be alright until the rest of them found a way in.

Isekai Time!

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Persona - Soldiers of Fortune

Harriette Moore

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Harriette had been quiet for a while now. When the faceless guards hobbled them, snatching herself and the others up and beating at their feet, she sucked in a harsh breathe and whimpered but otherwise remained silent. While the marched she kept her eyes pointed forward, her gaze cold and muted. Even while they were brought before the judge she was stunned into silence, the face of the university's president the very last thing she expected to see. Earlier she'd thought that this situation was too terribly real to be anything but that - real. But now her thoughts were whirling around in her head like a storm, throwing doubt on that. After all, Pondwater couldn't be moonlighting as... as some kind of evil, other-dimensional judge? And he'd said that this kind of thing happened before, but she'd been in Barclay for years and never heard of anything like this happening. Harriette's face was pinched in thought, in worry, as the students tried to explain things to Pondwater. The Pondwater-doppleganger. The man seemed to believe he was being gracious, something Harriette recognized immediately. Whatever was going on, and whatever was going to happen to them... it was apparently the most normal thing in this man's world, and something he reveled in. And now he was doing them a favor, in his mind.

What a joke. They weren't being put on trial to decide if they were failures or not. They had already been judged, judgement being that they were already failures. Now they had to be put through some horrible test to overturn the verdict? Harriette's hands were fisted at her sides, clenched so tightly that her nails were beginning to draw blood.

Until then she'd been quiet, yes. Compliant, just taking whatever was thrown at her like she'd always done. That's how she'd lived for the past few years. But it came to a point where she just couldn't be silent any longer. When a girl was picked up by one of those guards Harriette stepped forward with the intent to argue or even try and snatch her back, anything - "!"

But an ornery young man cut her off, clearly not afraid to speak his mind. It was kind of admirable. And it did the trick. The guardsman put the girl down. But then the situation, as insane as it already was, as completely unbelievable, and totally horrible - got even worse.

Finally Harriette's silence was actually broken, but it was with a shrill scream. The guards mutated into monsters, and they were expected to kill them?!

"Stop this!" She cried, futile. The judge looked back with glee, preparing to sic his beasts on Barney, but once again something seemingly impossible happened. Harriette thought she would have to start getting used to that. A vaguely familiar woman burst onto the scene. She was... on their side? She got right to work battling the creatures and bade them all to run. With everything going on, Harriette took her advice.

She backed away from the monsters and turned to follow the others as they made their escape, but ended up doing a 360 and going back to grab Alina's hand and pull her along too. She'd already been grabbed by those things once, no need to go through it again. Harriette rushed toward the exit then, dragging herself and the girl forward after the others. Her heart was pounding, and it felt like her brain was beating against her skull too. She was scared out of her mind, but there was no time to register that fear. Her only thoughts now were how to get out how to get out how to get out

The men made to crash right through. Not wanting to split up Harriette went after them. Her bag was still strapped across her chest, and she reached into it with her free hand and pulled out a shoe. She chucked it at the crane monster, not caring if it was a stupid move - it was all she could think to do. What else could she do? The other shoe came flying after it, as she threw anything she thought would be even remotely annoying at the things to make some kind of opening to get by.

King Eloise has arrived!

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Pokémon: New Horizons

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Her own Pokédex. Her own Pokédex, her own Pokédex! Ah, it was so exciting! Botan eagerly waited in line, and once it was her turn to accept the device she squealed in delight, turning it over and over in her hands. The technician seemed charmed by the display, and if she took a little extra time showing Botan the ins and outs of the Pokédex then who could blame her. Still she was ushered out to make way for others to receive their own Pokédex, and it was only the sight of the others in her group already reconvening and getting ready to head out for real that stopped her from using up even more time meticulously looking through the pile of stickers that were being offered out. She ended up grabbing a sticker of a random Pokémon and then hurrying over to rejoin the rest with a big smile on her face.

"I got one! That lady showed me how to add contacts, so," A quick glance around while they all synced up showed that besides herself and Arlo, the rest of the group made much sleeker Pokédexes. The difference was pretty clear, but this big blocky thing was hers and she loved it. She grinned at Arlo, her fellow newbie. "Let's test them!"

She swung the device towards Jarvis, who did his best to strike a pose while still burdened with bags. After only a second of fiddling, the Pokédex beeped and a tinny mechanical voice rang out from it.

MACHAMP: The Superpower Pokémon. One arm alone can move mountains. Using all four arms, this Pokémon fires off awesome punches.

"Wha...! Jarvis, you can move a mountain?!" Botan exclaimed, sparkles in her eyes. In reply the Machamp just smiled mysteriously. After that it was a spree as she pointed the Pokédex around the group towards another Pokémon.

MAWILE: The Deciever Pokémon. Its giant jaws are actually steel horns that transformed. It fools foes into complacency with its adorable gestures, then chomps them with its huge jaws.

"Ma-wile?" she said, mimicking the species name. "Ooooh, this is amazing!"

Just when she thought she couldn't get anymore excited, the topic of catching Pokémon was brought up. The smile on her face couldn't get any wider. "Catching a Pokémon! I'd very much like to try!" What an accomplishment catching their first Pokémon was for a person. She could give Jarvis a proper Pokémon friend, and then they'd have even more hands to help out with the adventure! Wisely, Felix pointed out that they should all probably have a goal in mind for the expedition before anything. Excitement tempered, Botan giggled and agreed with him.

"Hehe, right... Um, well, the map..." she looked at her Pokédex and brought the map back up. There was an outline of the main island they were on, but not much else besides the base they were at now. "Maybe we can set out in a direction none of the other groups are going in?"

That very well could lead them up that mountain, and though Botan was a bit intimidated by trekking up a mountain for the first time she felt that she would be okay with this perfect assembly of reliable people with her!

Newbie in town

Welcome!

World of Light

Word Count: 930 (+2 exp)(-2 friend heart)
Level: 5 - Total EXP: 32/50
Location: Sandswept Sky - Al Mamoon Northwest
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It was a relief to know that Tora and Poppi were alright after what looked like a brutal battle. She would have to remember that the duo were more resilient than they looked, what with Tora's fluffiness and Poppi's maidenly form. Although the pair said they were fine, Tora went on to describe the hard won victory. It was clear just looking at the spirits of Beast and Dante what they'd done, and they were not taking it all that well. Then again, they seemed the overly heroic type. Primrose gave Tora a grim nod just to show that she was listening and that she understood, but she did nothing to reassure the nopon. She thought it might be disingenuous coming from her, considering her past and bloody personal goal. Surely they knew that sometimes it came down to you or them in a fight. Hopefully they could move past this particular kind of loss.

Primrose stood, putting some space between the pair and herself while Poppi reassured her creator of her feelings. The dancer was getting ready to rejoin what was left of the battle, though she mirrored Tora's glance back at Earthquake when he brought it up.

"It wasn't easy," she commented. She could only imagine that there were bruises already beginning to show where the heavy weighted end of the bandit's weapon had pelted her. She didn't spare Earthquake much thought after that, going after Tora and Poppi back into the fray after they'd dealt with Daisy.

It seemed things were drawing fast to a close. Her one on one fight must have taken longer than she'd thought. Though nearly magic-ed out Primrose still had some fight left in her, and she ended up joining in with Skull, Panther, and Fox during their all-out attack. Her silhouette showed her reclaimed dagger in hand as she flitted to and fro in a deadly dance, but it was cut short by the spiky brown haired boy. After being thrown back Primrose decided that was enough, and she watched the rest of the proceedings while leaning against a nearby pillar. It was dramatic, and even a bit terrifying when the mage duo looked like they were going to unleash some awesome power, but it ended well enough with a heartfelt declaration.

Scratch that, it ended bittersweet when Azwel drew everyone's eyes to the execution he preformed. It was cold blooded, a stark contrast the defensive killing that their own Tora and Poppi had done. Considering that Azwel hadn't died from his wound, something Primrose herself had made sure of, the killing was just wrong even if he claimed it was payback. Primrose narrowed her eyes from behind her mask. If there was any last sentiment that the Grimleal weren't as bad as their aesthetic made them out to be, this would wipe them away. She remained wary of the two captains as they made their way out, but once they were gone she sighed and shook her head. There were still more survivors than not out of the Resistance. They had to take some wins where they could get them, she supposed.

The topic of freeing the resistance from the clutches of Galeem's mind control wasn't much of a discussion at all, given that all of the Seekers were for it. Primrose was feeling eager to put another heart to use, almost as though to make up for the one she used on Azwel. She pulled the glowing pink heart from her chest, looking over the Resistance members, though once more her attention was brought to Earthquake by Tora.

Primrose actually laughed, despite the situation. It was quiet and quick, but it'd happened all the same. The cute nickname on top of the genuine affront Tora seemed to feel on her behalf just tickled her heart.

"I've faced nastier," she assured the nopon. Earthquake was vulgar and rude, but there were far worse men out there. If they could even really be called men. While Band restored the ninja, Primrose decided to put her own friend heart to use. In a somewhat expected move, the target for her friend heart was the spiky haired youth. If she recalled correctly he had suddenly appeared in the middle of the fight, though she wasn't sure of his role. He could have even been an innocent bystander, brought into the fray against his will. Whatever the case the battle was over now, and Primrose knelt beside Sora to press the friend heart into his chest. In no time at all the others had finished up their healing and spirit smashing, and collectively they all made their way out of the temple - and even faster they were already being urged to check in with the other team.

It wasn't a bad idea. They had little contact with the other half of their group, and if they needed help then it would be better to get there sooner rather than later. Even if it meant more running around. Primrose took a deep breath, summoning as much energy as she could muster. Her magic would recover somewhat during the trek, so at least she had that.

"Do you still have a way to talk with Alibaba?" Primrose asked, looking at Fox. "It might be good to know what we will be walking into."

Or who knew, maybe with some luck the other team were already on their way back. Regardless, Primrose prepped herself for a sprint across the city and fell into step with the rest of the group as the headed out as back up.

Howdy

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Brilliant Fake Kaleidoscopic Prism

Everything she needed for school was packed. Her uniform was clean and wrinkle-free. It was the start of a new week, which was when Umiko felt the most refreshed. The last thing she tended to do before heading out and trying to arrive early was check the television for any news that needed her attention. Most days there were mentions of small events like localized monster invasions that another "magical children" could handle in their ward, or single beasts that she could face off against and defeat before her day really got started.

Right, Umiko was a magical girl tasked with protecting the city.

Reports state that the torii materialized earlier this morning. As of yet nothing else has happen— wait a moment. Back to our live feed—

The picture swapped from the anchor commentating over a photo of the gate to a slightly wobbly video of it. Even in the video it was clear to see that the structure was pulsing with magical energy. Before the feed got to show the torrent of yōkai Umiko was out the door of her apartment, a brilliant shining light masking her transformation before she leapt up to the rooftop, and from building to building towards the bay.

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She hadn't expected to be the first on the scene. There were other magical people who were stationed far closer to the bay, after all. Plus with this kind of attack, it was a given that many of them would make their way here. However, it looked like she'd lost some time on her way cleaning up the few flying monsters that had snuck by and tried making a move into the city proper. So she'd arrived a little later than she would have liked to - and after all of her neighbors, which was very annoying. Still, Umiko wasn't one to sulk for long (in public). She burst onto the scene from among the buildings lining the bay. There were a couple of magical people that hadn't yet advanced onto the ice. Umiko was quick to give her opinion out to those she saw, as was normal for the magical children that had worked alongside or adjacent to her before. That zombie delinquent rode by in a blaze, and though Umiko internally cringed at her vulgar language she did agree with the words themselves.

"Make yourself useful and help protect the civilians," she told the shadow user. With her head held high and her magical uniform, Umiko had the appearance of a general all but commanding the young man, though experience told her that he was loathe to do what he was told. Umiko glanced at the magical musician and gave her an approving nod and a smile.

Then she was off again, dashing onto the ice and thinking of her options while she moved forward following the wake of some of the others. Would her magic affect the torii? If she was able to sink it through the ice and into the bay, then what? She had to assume yōkai would still spill out of it, though hopefully the water would slow them significantly. The gate would most likely not be destroyed just by being submerged, so she would have to work on that with a few of the others. She noted that the water using... Calypso, was it? Was already on the scene.

Umiko's advance was slowed by one of her neighbors, the punk girl, melting the ice in her path. She jumped over the newly opened patch in the ice and was, again, slowed by another neighbor - this one sliding his huge ship into the area. Umiko nearly collided with it, pivoting just before she crashed to land on it's side and push off with her feet, jumping up onto the deck. The look she gave Jun was far from amused, but since he was offering...

"I'm not sure this ship will be swifter than going on foot," she greeted him with, "but we should hurry up regardless, we don't want this to go on for too long!" For multiple reasons, but the most pressing being she didn't want to suffer a tardy mark for being late to class.

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