[RGRC Invasion] Home Sweet Home.

[Ryu-star!]

[ Pulled a Ryu? I'd be offended, but sadly, it's true. Eh. ]

A wall of water.

Before Yuffie could make any attempt to dodge, it made contact with her, despite the fact that it should have missed. Huh. Making a mental note to fix her whole 'smoke bomb' skill at some point, she sent away her Conformer in a flash of light, figuring that it wouldn't be of much use in the rather small area.

Choosing to draw eight smaller shurikens from the pouch on her leg instead, ( think of the way Larxene uses her kunai ) she dashed towards her foe once more, lashing outwards with the small pieces of metal between her fingers. This guy was going down.

Down faster than Merlin after a good game of Bingo and a glass of prune juice, anyway.

[Rocket!]

Fantastical was the word shown so dearly and clearly across the horrific purplish slew of scales, with the hacking and scraggling at the backs of the dragon's throat. As her harsh pale yellow eyes spiraled in place, fire did burst from the clamping encampment of her mouth. A quick demon was the fire, spreading broadly with the curving neck, raining down a true rain of fire and destruction upon the houses just aside the sharp claws of Mim's feet and forefront-- for the sorely belittled blond man and his pigsticker, and the distance between the dragon and her would-be dragoon.

It was within the blazing depths of this coughing, weezing, spurt of lit jet fluid that a demonic laugh did pertrude and permeate throughout, calling upon the full vocal range and power of a dragon's lungs. Her hideous laughter, malformed and misconstrued in the form of a beast's, did send a shudder down every busybody's house and spine. Intent was not as such, however, and was brought in the name of particular enjoyment.

Boy do long dragon necks make for good laughs.

[ Tell me if I get too eccentric with my wording! ^^ ]

[Homac]

[You realize I'll be complaining about your rather cheap skill later, correct Ryu?]

Demyx had a short and rather painful flashback as Yuffie began wielding the shuriken in a manner very similar to a certain psychotic blonde Nobody.

And then he jumped back to dodge the wild swings, waiting for an opening to swing the top, and rather pointy end of Arpeggio at the ninja girl.

"Who are you, Larxene? 'Cept she's a better fighter..."

Nothing better than a taunt to piss off the enemy, he supposed. He didn't really know.

[seraph]

That all to familiar dark-infused oval rose from the grey concrete in a matter of seconds. Accompanied by its usual theatrics of jagged light of both white and black, a hooded figure stepped from within its murky depths. Average height, normal build. Black cloaks seemed to be the new 'in' thing at the moment as this character bore one on his shoulders. Identical to the blonde ones, there were subtle differences in the fabrics. This was more baggier, particularly around the arms allowing a more swooshing effect with the sleeves when moving the extremities.

Casually the figure raised his left hand, brushing off a lingering gaseous substance one can only assume was darkness off his right shoulder. Not a moment too soon after he had cleaned himself up, the other hand clasped the front of the hood. Pulling back a bit slower than you would expect, his face was revealed. One of his trademark smiles was slapped on his face again as his gloved hands stroked that magnificent beard of his. Examining the area with his striking blue eyes, the Gambler could do nothing but form what may have been an attempt at a displeased frown.

Folding his arms he sighed to himself watching that purple dragon thrashing about in the background. Next he noticed his comrade, the one who was supposed to be heading up this 'mission' if thats what it was, battling a rather flamboyant member of the Committee. Yuffie, if Luxord was not mistaken. A ninja by trade. He hadn't had the pleasure of meeting her in person, fortunately but he had surveyed her information in the data banks provided at the Castle. Cocking his head in a sort of bored manner, those baggy covered arms dropped to his sides with no grace about them what so ever. "This was supposed to be a simple game..." he murmured mainly to himself.

Taking a few steps forward his right hand swept in front of him. In the arc of his fluttering cloaked arm, a combination of light and black swirls of darkness blossomed forming five objects. They were moving at a rather fast speed so they weren't visible just yet. Once that darkness had dismissed itself, the Gambler brought his right hand toward his chest in an open palm manner. Summoned by they're wielder, the five cards gathered almost instantly and positioned themselves in Luxord's hand, spread in a fan formation. For now they retained they're original size but no doubt they would be enlarging themselves soon enough. "...then again what is a game without a gamble?" he rhetorically asked himself mainly...again.

A devious smile crept on his chiseled peachy face. What appeared to be the sun caused his Nobody crest stud to glisten slightly in his left ear as he shifted his footing. Raising his five card deck, a gloved thumb shifted down unnoticeable away from one of them. That smile of his deepened as he thrust his right hand forward in another sweeping motion. Only one card was released and upon doing so enlarged itself to a meter in height. Flying rather gracefully it aligned itself with its target, the troublesome ninja and aimed low. Now in a vertical manner, the card, once close enough, swept upwards rising to the sky hoping to deliver a painful cut a few centimeters deep into Yuffie's back perfectly straight if connected. Through shear force of will the card soared back over toward the Gambler shrinking to its original size to be recycled amongst his deck. All the while he gave a polite 'hello' nod to Demyx.

[Yuffie !]

[ Whelp, Homac took a LOA. So we're back to a 2 on 2 battle! And since Yuffie's opponent is going to be knocked out for the sake of convenience, she's coming after you, blondie! ]

Just as Yuffie was about to respond to the sitar-wielding Nobody - probably to shout obscenities at him and ask who in the hell this 'Larxene' person was - she felt a rather noticeable gust of wind in the vicinity of her left ear. Of course, she wasn't able to see quite what it was, due to the smoke screen that had appeared when her unseen attacker had attempted to harm her, but she knew it wasn't good. A moment later, when the smoke had faded, she just caught a glimpse of a card flying away from her -- a card? What was wrong with these Organization people? -- into the hands of a blonde Nobody standing not too far away. A low growl escaping her lips, Yuffie delivered a prompt kick to the face, knocking the sitar-wielding Nobody right onto his behind. Sure that he was unconscious, she turned and began to run at near-ridiculous speeds (thanks to Bloodfest) towards her new target.

Her feet leaving the ground when she was about five feet from her target, she threw herself at him, hoping to knock him off his feet. If she managed to do so, this guy was as good as done.

[ A few notes. One, if Homac comes back, he can just say Demyx didn't get knocked out. No biggie. Two, let's say that, if 'Time Stagnation' is used on Yuffie, that she'll move at normal speed. She's twice as fast already, so that seems to make sense to me. Thirdly, though Homac isn't here, I dun think my skill is all that cheap. You can still hit her as long as it's a physical attack. So boo freakin' hoo. XD. Anyway, let's get back to posting in this bad boy, eh? ]

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[Rocket!]

[ Uh.

High's on a week or two homework dedication bit.

i.e. Not here.

So... do we wait? Go ahead without her? I'm totally willing to sit on Cid, for the record. ]

[Ryu-star!]

[ I say we wait. That gives us more time to focus on... uh... other projects. XD. ]

[High's .Valentine.]

[Sorry for the wait, Children.]

With all the power of the Dragoons before him fueling him, Cid ran at the dragon. However, it was not the golden energy of Haste giving Cid such speed, it was something completely different. Be it adrenaline, or some deep power sleeping inside the mechanic, there seemed something almost ethereal about the man’s movements. It was too bad his family was the ones who decided to pick up decent jobs and actually try to fit into society. Nevertheless, even with his origins hidden from him, Cid's blood just cannot lie. The fire from his opponent’s muzzle rained down on him. Right before it can hit the man though, the main blow of the fires glanced off of the man as Lady Luck once again protected Cid and the man dash on, unphased by the walls of heat that passed over and around him. He felt like he can go on forever.

Just before Cid reached the dragon, the man’s figure flared a warm golden light before returning to normal. Well, almost. Suddenly, Cid was moving beyond following speed, the only thing one can see is the subtle trail of shimmering gold sparks right before…

Cid slammed into the dragon’s underbelly with his spear empowered by Ultima Weapon. Something in the mechanic knew that even with scales, such a large creature’s weak spot is none other than the beige stomach underneath. And powered with the speed behind Big Brawl in addition to the power of Ultima Weapon, a simple thrust would be enough to shatter a cement wall. His victim was three times his size, making her an easy target. Not to mention such a large dragon with such small wings would making maneuvering difficult. Let alone dodge Cid at neck-breaking speed. The Madam was done for.

[Big Brawl: Two posts left
Ultima Weapon: Passive
Lady Luck: Five post cool down activated]

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[Homac]

Demyx picked himself up off the floor, holding his most likely broken nose and pinching it shut to stop the blood flow.

And then he noted that his opponent had deserted him. Normally, he'd welcome this, but this time was different. This time, she'd run away from him!

At this suprising turn of events, he felt, as much as a Nobody could, miffed beyond belief. Calling Arpeggio back to his hand, he noticed that the ninja girl was now fighting Luxord of all people.

'Huh, when did he get here?' Demyx thought to himself, 'ah, it doesn't matter. he looks like he could use the help.'

Moving behind the ninja suprisingly quietly for him, he spun Arpeggio in his hands, and brought down the bottom at the back of her head in a brutal swing.

[I'm going to take advantage of my leave from the battle. Indeed I am...]

[seraph]

[ I didn't post because I thought Rocket was supposed to but Homac has made up his mind ]

As expected his rather pathetic attempt of an attack had been thwarted. Yuffie had some rather interesting techniques to boot. Upon catching her attention, the Gambler couldn't help but feel he had under-estimated the child. Almost the same moment as his card returned to his right hand, he summoned five more of his deck to accompany it all in they're smaller size. Spreading them out within his right hand in a dramatic effect with a fan shape, he held them in front of his face. With his left eye he caught a glimpse of the ninja kid putting Demyx on his behind. "How embarrasing..." the Gambler thought as he collected himself.

Blank eyes stared with the speed Yuffie was now approaching him. Without a hint of hesitation spread on his face, the blonde Nobody launched his right hand forward in a forceful manner. Releasing all six cards from his grasp, they enlarged themselves at the same time whilst soaring close to 25 mph an hour. Arranging themselves to catch the ninja in several places, the cards would surely deliver a painful blow due to the speed the ninja was traveling at, she would be unable to alter her trajectory in time. Or so Luxord was led to believe.

For the six points of supposed impact upon Yuffie would be as follows. One to her left leg, just above her ankle. Another to her right knee. A third just above her left hip accompanied by a fourth slicing her right arm above the elbow. The fifth would aim for the neck on the left side of her body whilst the final card thrown would aim to divide her completely in half from between the legs to the top of the head, providing she was unable to escape them all. Even if she sustained the first five intended attacks whilst avoiding the last, she would bleed to death within minutes. Each of the cards would have cut at least 10 centimeters deep excluding the sixth.

As a precaution, the left hand summoned a single card between the middle and index finger, gloved by the black cotton like material. It was soon enlarged and with a swift motion the Gambler was standing upon it like a magic carpet ready to evade the ninja should she break through his maze of paper steel. Just because he was feeling a little 'friendly' if thats what you'd call it, Luxord dismissed his first deployment of six cards regardless of whether they found they're mark or not. The only reason being he didn't want to decapitate Demyx. Well...sometimes he wished he was permitted to but thought the flower power princess would have something to say about it. "I do wonder if that capricious procrastinator deserves to wear the cloak..." he muttered to himself as he floated aimlessly atop his card.

[Cards Remaining In Deck: 46]

[High's .Valentine.]

OK, I realized there might be some...slow down in this thread due to the people disappearing and reappearing and lack of specific posting order.

SOOOO. To wrap things back up together, a posting order shall be established from the order in which we last posted. Hopefully, we'll figure out who's turn is who's and who's holding us up at the moment.

1. Yuffie
2. Cid
3. Demyx
4. Luxord
5. Madam Mim

So...next is Madam Mim. And after her would be Yuffie. If Madam Mim does not post in the next two days [since Rocket's had the chance to post since December 19th...] we'll skip her over and move on to Ryu.

A-ok, folks?

[High's .Valentine.]

Rocket...it's been more than three days.

You're next Ryu. Come on guys...

[Rocket!]

As the teeny tiny, and ever so slightly pudgy, mechanic thundered forward, a tiny light seemed to glow at the back of the yellow eyes. A simple glean of joy.

It is the chessmaster's hidden joy, to enjoy and revel in the instance of trickery and feat.

For, as the broad fire curved to encompass the huge area given to it by the twist and curve of the spiraled neck, the huge and unstoppable wave of heat and fire brought about the destruction across a sudden many of the houses... instantaneously. It was a wall and rain of fire that descended, not a small flare of heat to create a great fire. It was a great fire, and it blazed and blasted through the homes immediately surrounding the dragon and dragoon in an unstoppable wave, halted only upon reaching the distance of the targets. The damage done, even if the so-called defense system took effect, it would be watering the charred and fiery remains of a house. You couldn't have put the Raucous Garden underwater just then to save those little hovels.

And yet, the now respectively tiny man did continue, his mental forces far too concerned with the blazing depths of the coughing, wheezing, spray of lit jet fluid in relation to himself and himself alone. For all the good it did him, bearing the brunt of the fire without pain, the houses surrounding went unnoticed.

For, if he had noticed them, surely some amount of wit would have prevented the grease monkey from doing the folly immanent with his pitiful pitchfork.

But little Ciddy-widdy actually did come and give Mim's minutely rotund belly a good, strong whack indeed!

Oooh, and what a fine whack it was! A good, sturdy one! Just what the witch ordered...

An astounding, demonic laugh burst from the dragon's mouth as the dragoon's pigsticker slammed into the scaly gut of the same hazardous creature. Madam Mim's feet practically fell upwards under the force of the thunder, as she was sent soaring up and backwards, the air whipping against the purple mop of hair and wings.

And yet all the while, the blazing fire did yet continue.

The titanic wave of fire and destruction was twisted skyward well along with the dragon. As the dragon twisted midair, turning in all directions as per the flow of motion when sent flying, fire in huge and massive spurts fell for the ground.

This was not the same as raising a water spout to the air and allowing small portions of it to fall to the ground. It wasn't a small spurt of flamethrower having a good day.

It was the unleashing of a massive breath of fire, the creation of a huge mass of fire. A culmination of a destructive force.

It was the fiery equivalent of a downpour of rain across the immediate area. A wash of homes and houses as far as a hundred meters away found themselves bearing the brunt of a wave of fire falling from the sky that amassed a depth well over a full two meters. The firefall did permeate throughout every house it landed on, felling an indeterminable amount of roofs in a moment's instance, allowing the fallen roof to destroy the homes themselves and in the same joyous moment of witty result, give the fire room to spread.

Merlin's meddling spheres would do no good here. Not when, by the time the fire reached the house itself, the ragged hovel would already be done in.

And, without the malicious malcontent Merlin himself here to combat the magical wash of flame, there could be no stopping or lessening such an unusual and unforeseen possibility acting on such a broad range.

This was danger and destruction on a level seen perhaps... twice on this world.

And most hideous fact of all was that such a feat was easily repeated. A fact the Madam Mim threw into the mechanics face with a vicious vigor as he rain of destruction halted temporarily upon her harsh landing on a now misconstrued home.

"Hahahahaha!" hacked out the hag. Along the harsh laugh did send a shudder through the ground and into rock the remaining crisps of homes now gone and black, the flames and not the destruction abashed by the white wizard's work. "Come now boy, is that all you can do to magnificent little me? Why, it'll take forever to finish the job at this rate... tut tut tut. That's no good, now is it?"

Madam Mim presented the mechanic, now some distance away, with her trademark smirk as she brought her wings to good use, shifting her hulking mass into the air. She bellowed, despite the black marring of scales across her belly where the itty bitty dragoon had given her gut a good wallop.

"Come now, Ciddy-boy! I've just gotten a marvelous idea!"

Madam Mim's wings flapped rapidly, determined, as the purple and pink dragon took to the sky... heading for the pinnacle achievement of Radiant Garden. An icon so important, that it's destruction would result in a moral blow beyond anything.

For, if she could actually destroy it... if it would have to be rebuilt instead of repaired... a job that could take decades!...

Well. There goes the town.

[ Ohh-hoo! You forgot something very important High!

You forgot you're fighting on the defense. Mim's not in the game to destroy you and the committee... she's here to bring back about Hollow Bastion.

While you have to defeat or make immobile/disinterested one Madam Mim (a feat in and of itself) and protect the town (as you are the Radiant Garden Restoration Committee), all Mim has to do to accomplish her goal is destroy every home and house she comes across.

The second you went to hit Mim through fire and flame, despite the post very clearly saying (in bold even!) that the fire breathed was affecting a large area and very very destructive, and hitting the homes, was when you went solely on the offensive.

And you did hit Mim. And while she's doing a good job of laughing it off, it did deal a fair blow. But it served her own end and deed, and gave her quite the inspiration, wouldn't you say?

It gave her an endgame.

Check.

EDIT I'd also like to take the time to mention that the aforementioned volunteers that came running to help put out the first fire are probably roasting in a whole new blaze by now... [/evilmode] ]

[Rocket!]

[ I do hereby counter with multiple arguments! Fufufufufu!

1. Who's to say Mim's path would lead her Yuffie and them's way? If I remember the Borough layout, actually, Mim was headed away from the other battle, towards the borough's entrance. Okay, way above it. But laterally speaking!

This'd mean it'd be more than 50 feet distance, not taking into consideration your 43 feet up. You'd have to move no small distance both up and in another direction to get anywhere near Mim.

2. The castle eeez not 43 feet high. Therefore, Mim heading to it would involve her focusing on flying up moreso than sideways. Therefore, Mim's liable to've gone up higher than 60 feet if pressed for time.

Like, say, when a crazy rabid blond mechanic is on her tail.

3. Actually touching Mim or Demyx in the name of grabbing an ability or equip without allowing for defense is the same as attacking someone and stating that, no matter what, it hit. Whether or not you touch Mim is within my jurisdiction, as Demyx is within Homac's, as per forum rules on godmodding. Following that line of thought, I would state whether or not Mim could hear Demyx or someone exclaiming, someone tries to stop you (*totally not going to go beg Pryth for safety later*), or decide that it's logical Mim would be caught by surprise there and get tagged.

Oh man do I get so uptight with fights... ^^;;; Sorry, I kinda get really into these things.

So... yeah. 'S my two cents. -nod-

Serious pats on back for willing to fall 43 feet to the ground in the name of saving the town, though. XD ]

[Ryu-star!]

[ Damn right you get uptight about fights. XD.

Whatever, post deleted.

Someone else post. I've got nothing. ]