[RGRC Invasion] Home Sweet Home.

[Yuffie !]

"This is ridiculous." Yuffie stated with a sigh, flopping down on a nearby curb. What was ridiculous, you may ask? Well the fact that she was being forced to go on patrol, when the Heartless around here were so weak these days, even the civilians could take care of them. In fact, she'd seen that one lady -- Ruth, if she recalled correctly -- take down one of the Bookmasters with her handbag.

It had been one of the best moments in her life.

But honestly, she couldn't complain too much. She knew quite well why Leon acted the way he did, insisting that they patrol every day, even if there hadn't been a Heartless around to cause them any trouble. After all, they'd lost their home once, and surely, they didn't want to do it again. Shrugging, she laid back on the grass, surveying the sky, which was slightly obscured by the smoke coming from a nearby chimney.

As annoyed as she was, it was good to be home.

[IX. Demyx]

Demyx appeared in a back alley of Radiant Garden from a portal of darkness, huffing to himself as he did.

Like most missions that required fighting, he didn't want to be here. 'I know Marluxia's just doing this because I only did recon while Xemnas was in charge...' the Nobody thought to himself as he walked out of the alley, and pulled his hood up.

As he walked out though, he stopped short, noticing a girl laying back on the ground in front of him. He recognized her as Yuffie, a ninja girl who was a member of the RGRC. Marluxia had at least warned him about any major threats here.

Quietly calling Arpeggio to his hands, he decided that it would be better to take her out first, as he knew she'd attack him when she saw him.

He swung Arpeggio with a yell, causing a wall of water to erupt under her and send her flying into the air.

"Okay," he said quietly to himself, "all I need to do is beat her quick..."

[Ryu-star!]

[ Remember, Homac. You can't say that an attack hits. There's always a chance for the other person to dodge. That's why they don't let auto-hitting abilities through. ]

One minute she was lying there, enjoying the sunshine.

The next, she was being thrown violently upwards, her back being soaked by...

"Water?" She inquired aloud, turning to see some weird blonde dude.

Carrying an intrument.

With a cloak on.

"Wait. Black cloak? Oh my god, you're from the Organization." She stated as she landed on her feet, her Conformer appearing in a flash of light. Focusing for a moment, Yuffie's weapon glowed purple, and she launched it at the blonde, watching with satisfaction as a violet-tinted explosion rocked the ground. She could only hope that this jerk, who had the nerve to come into her hometown and attack her, would just get blown up with it.

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[High's .Valentine.]

A certain other blond happened to be walking around the corner, only to be caught in the violent shuddering of the ninja’s attack. Tossed about, Cid Highwind stumbled forward towards the nobody in the notorious black cloak, almost falling on his face.

When he looked up, it was the face of utter fury. Well at least he found the damn ninja.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Cid yelled at the girl from afar, waving his spear about to exaggerate his disgust with the young woman. Adopted or no, sometimes he wished he can stuff Yuffie in a box and send her down the river. Or toss her in the lake below the castle. Knowing his luck with situations like these though, he’d find a very wet—albeit very delighted—Yuffie at his doorsteps a few hours later. Digression aside, Cid stormed towards the ninja with full intention of wranglig her neck.

“We’re friggin trying to RECONSTRUCT this place, not friggin DECONDSTRCUT it…”

He paused.

“You…” Cid was staring at the nobody, who was unfortunately caught between a hyperactive ninja and grump old mechanic. Two of the most feared individuals of Radiant Garden. Each with their own reasons. “Organization XIII!” Hostility followed recognition and Cid backed into a defensive stance, his spear pointed at the cornered nobody. “Who the heck invited you?”

Anger rushed through the man. Leon had told the RGRC about this strange group of people in black. Something they should be looking out for and immediately try and chase away.

Fueled with emotion, Battlefield Veteran immediately came into play. Cid could feel the energy rush through his body and his senses soared thanks to the adrenaline.

“Get the hell out of here!”

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[Homac]

[Current Music: This.]

Demyx quickly slid out of the way of the giant, explosive shuriken, and spun to face the new shouter, but kept the ninja in his sights.

Sighing dramatically, he said, "Hey, I don't want to be here any more than you want me here! But, orders are orders. So, dance water, dance!"

As he shouted this last sentence, he played a chord on his sitar, causing 15 water clones to spin into existence and move at the two RGRC members. He may not have liked fighting, but that didn't mean he couldn't!

[High's .Valentine.]

[Let me establish a more flexible posting order right now since there's only one opponent:

1. RG [Cid or Yuffie.]
2. Demyx [and anyone who joins to back him up]

Any more than four people in this thread and we'll stick with a stricter posting order. Complaints? Also...a bit more details would be nice, Homac. >_> How many water clones per person? Do remember that currently, he's penned in from both sides.]

Water? Cid backed off some more as the solidified liquid danced towards him. If he peered a bit closer, he would see that they looked exactly like the blond nobody. Albeit a bit on the transparent side. Really, what can water do to him? They don't really look all that dangerous to the mechanic. Nevertheless, Sora's run in with Organization XIII and Leon's eyewitness of the members was enough to make sure Cid doesn't get too cocky...well, cockier than he normally was.

With Yuffie blocking the street from one end and Cid from the other, the two would be able to extinguish this threat in no time though. While the water clones approach him at a not so impressive speed, Cid reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny red block. Sticking it into the Venus Gospel, just under the three pronged blades, the weapon began to radiate a large amount of heat, and pulsate with a suspicious red glow.

Charging, Cid twirled the weapon above his head and slashed at the first water clone. By then, the weapon had heated up way beyond boiling point that upon contact, the clone would begin to evaporate into useless steam. Cid would continue to take down the others with a similar style, approaching Demyx faster than the young man might have expected.

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[Homac]

[Okay, thing one: 8 at Cid, 7 at Yuffie.
thing two: the water clones EXPLODE when hit.
Wanna edit your attack?]

[Yuffie !]

Was this really the best that the Organization could do?

Really?

She'd heard that the Organization were a group of badass, unstoppable, deadly foes.

And this guy was throwing water at them.

How terrifying.

Smirking as the kid sent out a bunch of water versions of himself, Yuffie ran forwards to meet them. Once she was standing within a crowd of about four of them, she focused light into her weapon. "Doom of the Living!" The weapon spun around her, slicing through the clones before they could get too close to her. She still felt the explosions they caused when they died, but as she'd managed to kill them before they got too close, she was fine.

[Rocket!]

"I've got a game for you... Follow the Leader!"

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Oh, how long it had been since dear old Mim had lit someone's house on fire... why, it was tragic. Tragic I tell you!

It was so nice-- quite the comfort, really-- when a gnarled finger let loose a fireball down a chimney. Why, Madam Mim could feel the stress from mulling over that rinky-dink committee roll her shoulders down, melting away with the ashes in the fireplace that quickly sank through the wooden flooring. Smoke soon rose straight out of the chimney too-- ohh-hoo! What... what irony!

And no one would even notice until it was too late!

Sighing contentedly, the marvelous, MAGNIFICENT!, mad mad mad Madam Mim shifted easily as she looked away from the sole brick chimney to the rest of Hollow Bastion-- darned if she was gonna call it "radiant garden"!

It was a bright little shacktown, full of itty bitty houses quickly smushed together in the hopes that people will come and inhabit them.

Pssh.

This old hag had yet to see more than twenty people outside.

And she was not that ugly, the purple mopped witch reasoned unreasonably.

All the more reason to burn down a few houses-- maybe it'd even start something more massive!

Now there's a thought! One that brought a toothy grin to the wrinkled face of little ol' Mim.

"This is ridiculous."

Whoops! Time to disappear--

Instantly, Madam Mim was behind the chimney. Sure, it chafed around the waist a little, but that voice-- the whithering white rose-- a member of that wretched little restoration committee-- couldn't spot her so early in the game!

Mim's harsh eyes were awhirl as she did the mental math...

...seventeen. She needed to get seventeen fires blazing to start a wildfire the likes of which Hollow Bastion had never seen!

It would be massive destruction-- something the pitiful group of freedom fighters couldn't possibly stop after twenty three houses!

Not even with Merlin.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

Eh? Who's this now?

Despite the curiously raised eyebrow, the warm padding underfoot was going to fast be blazing with a very warm fire very soon. Best to make like a true blue bandit and vamoo---

---ooooooh. Oh, now what is this?

A black coated man in the middle of all this mess. Two of those Radiant Weed juniors fighting a man in a black coat.

...a follower... of Maleficent?

Now this is more like it! Maleficent must've heard tell of Mim and sent someone to invite her over for tea, ask for some tips on how to better wield her pitiful stash of magic, or teach her about these Heartless things that she'd seen pop up around here... though they learned right quick not to mess with Mim!

The hag's pukish eyes squinted.

The man was definitely an ally of sorts-- saving his heinie would put Madam Mim in Maleficent's good graces!

But... the wildfire!

A flame pricked up through the chimney now. In her absence of thought, the first of the seventeen homes to be bonfired had picked up it's own pace-- not to mention the fight! The wiltering rose was doing something with that weapon of hers--

BAH!

Enough with this stalling nonsense, Mim thought, throwing caution to the wind with the fire, let's roll!

"Oh, youuuuuuuuuuuu whooooooooooooooo!"

Lightning flared. Two spurts of thunder magic shot from the air for the restoration members-- one for each pest. Hit or miss-- and you'd have to be running pretty fast already to miss one of Mim's magics!-- a miniature plume of purple haze was sure to come up right along with it!

[ 2 uses of Thunder II
Strong Weapon Ability Master Magician in effect-- please disregard the uses portion. That part was taken from something else for copy/paste easiness, and the effects in it are obviously meant for passive use, so it should be okay. ^^
Weak Weapon Ability Malignant Marauder in effect ]

By now, many flames where lashing out at the red roof Mim stood on. There was no missing it now-- the place was well and truly on fire!

And in such a public place too... ohh hoo!

"Let's play a little game, radiant weeeeds!" Mim cackled, challenge at the ready.

Turning from the fighters, clearly waving her bum as quite the taunt--

"D'you think you can catch little ol' me before I burn your pitiful excuse for a town down?"

With a jiggle of her flabby chin, Madam Mim let loose a cackle truly befitting an evil hag of a witch as the shack began to succumb to the flames... and with such large flames, threaten the neighboring houses.

And yet, with a single lazy leap, Madam Mim was floating gently to the ground on the other side of the failing home.

[ Weak Weapon Ability Modificated Movement in effect ]

See if they forget the name of the marvelous Madam Mim anytime soon!

[ *starts something with the Radiant Garden Restoration Committee* ]

MAGICAL POOL USES [MP] REMAINING: 58

[Homac]

Demyx looked up in suprise at his new ally, and then winced.

Probably best not to look directly at her... She hurt the eyes pretty badly.

Quickly assessing his new situation, he figured out a good plan:

1. The guy with the lance could stop most of his attacks easily. So let him deal with the other "ally."

2. The place was now on fire. This limited his attacks a little, meaning he'd have to do better than just sending water clones to block the pathways.

So, he moved towards the ninja girl and shouted, "Water!"

At his command, a hail of 12 orbs of hard water to rain towards her, while he moved to a position to continue the attack, while keeping an eye on her shuriken.

[High's .Valentine.]

[*smacks head* Damn…]

By the time he sniffed it, it was too late. Fire. Fire and buildings…buildings on fire…the cogs in his brain whirled, until…

“That ugly, drooling, HAG,” attention diverted, Cid whipped around, blue eyes looking for the eye sore. The house facing the scene had caught itself on fire, and there was no doubt that the culprit was nearby. There had been so little incident with Mim lately that the mechanic had all but forgotten about the pus oozing crone. Sighting her pudgy figure, Cid let out a groan of annoyance and disgust. Seriously? They thought they had rid of her last time.

Overhead, a bright light flashed and a bolt of lightning shot down, too fast even for Cid to even fathom about dodging, even with his senses soaring. Nevertheless, just before it electrocuted the blond on the spot, a ghostly female figure appeared behind the man.

ZAP.

The ground next to him sizzled, having borne the brunt of the attack for Cid. Lady Luck had saved him again. He glanced at Yuffie, having heard a similar crack in her direction and hoped that the ninja blood had kicked in and she had done something to save her neck.

“MIM, YE OILY BAG OF GOOD FER NUTHING!” The blond roared in fury, already giving chase. Having just narrowly escaped an attack that might have rendered him useless for the next few minutes, Cid seemed un-phased. He was going to catch that old crone and squeeze the air out of her lungs. This was probably the fifth house she’s burned down since her first theatrical appearance. Fortunately, the Restoration Committee had devised a system to combat this crazy witch. It was one of the few moments when technology stood aside to give magic a chance to shine.

With the help of several other wizards in the town, Merlin and the crew had placed magical charms on almost all of the inhabited houses in the vicinity. Like a sprinkling system, the minute the house started to really burn, a poof of magical dust later, water was sprouting from inside the house. It wasn’t enough to completely kill the vicious flame, but it was enough to dull it down for the citizens to come running with more water.

It wasn’t the first time Mim had tried to burn anything in this town. By the fifth try from her, the scrambling town had taken the absence of the witch not as a time to stop and catch their breath, but to try and devise an effective fire combating system. They were a working town, not an encampment of refugees.

The fire in the house began to smolder as the sprinklers went off, and the houses neighboring it, sensing the smoke began to rain inside too, dousing everything to make it harder for the fire to spread. There was no hope for the house on fire—the alarm and sprinkling went off later than planned, but it was a glitch that can be easily fixed—but the surrounding houses had a chance. An eerie ear splitting wail [this was thanks to Cid] went off around town, signaling . Before a group of volunteers could come running with hoses though, Cid was off to check on the destroyed house, his heart pounding. It seemed unoccupied, and Cid gave a sigh of relief when he realized that it was one of the many empty houses around this district.

“Yuffie! Ye take care of the Organization. Call someone if you need help! I’ll get Mim!” Really though, he didn’t need to tell the ninja that. The Organization Member seemed to have his eyes on the girl. Probably saw her as some weak little kid. Well, after an episode of sugar high Yuffie none of the Restoration Committee dared to underestimate the girl. Cid rolls his eyes. It might have been one of the many advantage the White Rose has over her opponents. “Dun show him any mercy!” Again, it was a given. Cid felt that some encouragement might be necessary.

Back on track, Cid whistled as he ran around the corner towards the other side where Mim had disappeared off to. Two long snake like animals joined him, slithering through the air. Dragons.

“Stall her,” grunting out a command, Cid Highwind watched as the two minions, Mop and Tiny Bronco, flew forward, scouting out the witch. There was no doubt that compared to Mim’s stout figure that the two muscular lindworms would catch up to her in no time. Cid would be right behind them.

Action? Just what the mechanic needed…

[Lady Luck Duration: 1 more post
Dragon Breath duration: Deactivated]

[Ryu-star!]

[ I'm not gonna lie. I forgot it was my post. DX. Faiiiil, Ryu, faiiiiiiil. ]

"Is it just me, or does it suddenly smell like bacon?" Yuffie inquired, more to herself than anyone else. And the sight of a large cloud of smoke, apparently appearing from behind her, was more than enough to draw her attention away from the water-throwing pansy she'd been fighting. And there -- she was honestly surprised she hadn't already guessed the new combatant's identity by now -- stood Mim.

The disgusting, drooling, wart on a meerkat's butt, Madam Mim. Before she could do anything to mess up the already hideous woman's face anymore, a shout from the Organization member behind her caught her attention. Throwing down a smoke bomb just in time, his attack completely missed her. As did the bolt of lightning that touched down a moment afterwards.

[ Ability 'Poof' activated. ]

"You pansy!" She shouted, turning around again, just as Cid ran off after Mim. "You never attack someone when their back's turned!" Snarling in an almost beast-like manner at the man before her, Yuffie could almost feel her blood beginning to boil. She was angry. No, she was more than angry.

She was enraged.

[ Ability 'Bloodfest' activated. ]

With that, she charged at the sitar-wielding man, aware that, unless he wanted to fight her from a melee range – which he didn’t seem to want to – he’d be unable to do anything to her.

This fight was as good as done.

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[Homac]

[Bad move my friend, bad move indeed.]

Demyx grinned at the ninja girl started shouting at him, obviously pissed off. Good, if she got mad, she'd get sloppy with that giant shuriken of hers. It was a little known fact that Demyx could get serious, and he was doing it now.

As she rushed him, he moved back into the alley, where her rather large weapon would be hindered by the walls, limiting her to an much easier to avoid form of attack.

Waiting for her to get close, he strummed his fingers down the strings of Arpeggio, and said with a bit of a laugh, "Come on, it was just a little water! Cool off!"

As he said this, another wall of water exploded in front of him, hopefully slamming into the ninja and sending her flying.

[Rocket!]

Glee shook Mim's pudgy shoulders as her raucious laughter shook the rest of her.

"HahahaHA!" this good example of a bad hair day shouted out, leaping slightly into the air, touching her toes, and came back down with spectacular ease. Now, which homely little residence to brun down nex--


Ohh-hoo! Did her ears decieve her?

No, no indeed! So one of them had chased her! Hahaha!

A toothy grin was shot Cid's way as the hag came to a screeching halt.

It wouldn't do to scare 'em away just yet, after all. No, Mim liked to play with her toys... then break them.

Something the technogarbed blondie would have to realize soon, or risk destruction by her own knarled hand!

His little pet peeves would have to be set aside, though! No, this was going to be a two player game only!

"Ohhhh, does the widdy litty bitty committee need to bring out you two fellows?" Mim cackled, still standing quite impassively at the coming train wreck.

Ah, well. Might as well get it over with.

Now, while Mim rubs her hands together in quite so evil a fashion, let me just fill you in...

Mim, while truly quite the witch and sorceress, is far more well known for her unprecedented traversing of the realm of shapeshifting. It was only following Merlin's first encounter with Madam Mim that the white mage had truly dedicated his energies towards a more knowledgeable approach to shapeshifting.

Despite this, the most Mim had ever gotten around to doing was transforming other little people. Turtles were a new favorite.

This, she was happy to say, would be her first grand reveal!

WHAM went Mim's palms against each other. (And not a moment too soon-- the minimechanics would be on her soon enough.) A determined face augmented the serious factor of this little power exchange.

A fine ripple of purple smoke escalated from the ground. It towered quite high, actually... nearly fifteen feet.

ffpt

And then the smoke vanished.

In it's place was a very large purple dragon.

[ *cough*
*pulls out notes*
*puts on glasses*
OKAY, so the Morph L equip states that the biggest you can go is an elephant.
Research (i.e. the internet) states that the largest elephant known to man is the African Bush Elephant, which can get around fourteen whopping feet high, and weigh around 10 tons.
Taking into consideration the dragon stufffff...fff... I figure Madam Mim the Dragon

a) can breath fire
b) is very very resistant to fire (scales ftw)
c) is kinda resistant to ice (wings and scales mean high flyer and high flyers can't freeze up easily ftw)
d) is pretty darn resistant to regular old attacks (scales ftw)
e) can fly
f) is butt ugly and haz teh mop hair
g) can step on you to put you outta the game
h) rules.

Rightio! ]

A hearty, heckling laugh escaped Mim's malformed, purple jaw. Fire barked out along with it, creating quite the spectacular image.

Looking down at Cid and his pitiful Mop and Bronco, it was all Madam Mim could do not to die of laughter right then and there! Ahahaha!

It was a rough and scaly tone that spoke now.

"Now, let's really get this bonfire started!"

[ Not my best writing work, but I guess I'm kinda tired... sorry. ^_^;; ]

[High's .Valentine.]

[Hax, man...Haaaaaax. D:]

Mop and Bronco came zipping back to him, frightened by the sudden change in aura as the stubby hag they had been chasing suddenly gained an overwhelming energy. Cid almost tripped over Mop as the lindworm wrapped herself around his legs, hackle raised and hissing in the most menacing manner possible for a threatened creature. With Mop around his legs and Bronco strapped tightly around his free arm, Cid had no choice but to stop the pursuit and growl in disapproval at his minions. Really, what the heck was going on with them? Do they want to get a smack to the head…? Mim was so close! Go get her! What are you doing?

He shuddered. Purple smoke erupted from the ground, forcing Cid back, cautious of touching or even breathing in the strangely colored fumes. Again, he nearly tripped as Mop tightened her hold on his legs.

As he yelled for the minion to get the freak off of him, Cid looked up. The three stared up at the giant, sparkling, butt ugly monster of the most putrid purple. Fourteen feet in height, the goliath gloated over Cid’s measly five feet ten.

Dismissing his minions for now [they’ll have no use against something like this], Cid watched from the corner as they slithered out of sight, no doubt feeling useless. He’ll make it up to them later. Focusing his attention on the dragon before him, the mechanic had the strange feeling, as if he had stepped straight into a fairy tale. Not to mention a blood boiling excitement. He had long forgotten that he came from a family of Dragoons. Dragon Tamers and Slayers. It was an art long forgotten by the Highwind Family, nevertheless it had been bred into them. Emotions heightened to the max, Cid could feel the blood roar through his ears. It was as if all of his abilities have been powered up to its max. Time sped up.

Too bad his attire was anything by shiny and reliable. Nevertheless, he had the Excalibur to slay the dragon, albeit longer and possibly more powerful. Cid Highwind, the Tech Knight and Dragon Tamer of Radiant Garden.

Twirling the Venus Gospel, Cid grinned. Compared to Maleficent’a form—which he heard was positively terrifying—this oversized lizard would be very little trouble for Cid. The hard outer shell of the beast [assuming Mim had kept all of the dragon’s true attributes] would be bothersome, but Cid’s Ultima Weapon would serve him well.

Distance, of course, is a problem.

And so Cid charged, with the valor of a knight in shining armor. It was Dragoon vs. Dragon here.

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