Theme – Scavenger
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Age: Variable (See Physical Description)
Gender: Variable (See Physical Description; for ease of use the pronoun “he” will be used)
Race: Usually Human
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
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Physical Description: Gracchus has chosen to present himself as more idea than man, and is represented by the classical theatre masks of comedy and tragedy. Multiple people wear the masks of Gracchus, of all ages, races, and genders, so defining what Gracchus looks like beyond that is folly. The original Gracchus has chosen to lose himself in a sea of others, so identifying him is folly as well.
Personality: Gracchus considers himself the voice of the people, and will do any dirty trick necessary to ensure the people remain free. This often puts him at odds with royalty and governing bodies, benevolent and despotic alike. Gracchus is often brash and impulsive, rarely thinking his actions through and preferring to attack guerilla-style when and where he sees fit.
History: Gracchus got his start as just a man, screaming on a soapbox, but when no one took notice then, he decided to become something more. Starting up a message board, Gracchus began spreading his ideas anonymously, and soon several men and women wearing the mask of Gracchus began to pop up. They are a notable presence in war-torn areas of Haven and occasionally the less cared for parts of the rest of the world, but unless organized, not a serious threat. Lately, though, teams of Gracchus have begun to use similar tactics to Majestic troops, indicating some kind of connection…
Equipment: Each individual Gracchus holds their own personalized equipment, but usually they wield military-grade hardware, or things cobbled together in some machine shop.
Abilities: Gracchus holds no special abilities (unless already held by whoever wears the mask), but he (she) is usually at the peak of human condition.
Other: Gracchus’ problem is not so much with superhumans as it is with order and social injustice, so why he’s working with Majestic is a mystery…
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Gracchus
I am the voice of the people, and I have spoken.
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a character in “Fusion Fantasy Neo”, originally authored by Alexander von Koopa, as played by RolePlayGateway
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So begins...
Gracchus's Story
From alleyways and on top of rooftops, men and women wearing theatrical masks open fire on the abyssal creatures - some with shotguns, others rifles, and some mere pistols. This is the Gracchus collective - men and women, essentially anarchists, who despise "higher powers" but cleraly have enough sense to focus on bigger threats - like shadowy creatures abducting people. While many don't have the military training of the Egrets, some are taking cover and using other hit-and-run guerilla tactics. Without said training, though, several are much more vulnerable to attacks and less able to break free or defend themselves in close quarters.
The abyssal giant that tried to wrestle Alastor roars in anger as it soars back into the portal and disappears, while the one that was about to crush Lucas is knocked back onto some of the abyssal creatures that was behind it, crushing them under it's weight.
Chaperon's technique clears out a large section of the horde; the creatures that come into contact with the light orbs screeching in agony as they dissipate into dark mist.
Most of the avian creatures are shot down in their attempts to grab Black Egret soldiers, but they soon learn from their mistake, and the others begin grabbing more ordinary citizens, instead of the trained troopers.
Either way, the tide for the battle seems to be constantly shifting between Haven's defenders and the hordes of the abyss - both sides clearly not giving up.
Garrison suddenly senses something, meanwhile, and promptly vanishes from his front-seat view of the battle..
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Elsewhere, within the room that houses the hidden generators in Sanctuary for certain isolated prisoner cells, a handful of lesser abyssal creatures - mostly dog and humanoid-like ones - break in, slaughtering any of the ordinary people that might have been hiding inside.
Seeing the generators and mistakenly believing them to be the source of Sanctuary's power, they howl in unison as Garrison suddenly appears in a burst of dark mist.
"..What do we have here, now?" Garrison ponders, staring at the generators with interest.
Chaperon's technique clears out a large section of the horde; the creatures that come into contact with the light orbs screeching in agony as they dissipate into dark mist.
Most of the avian creatures are shot down in their attempts to grab Black Egret soldiers, but they soon learn from their mistake, and the others begin grabbing more ordinary citizens, instead of the trained troopers.
Either way, the tide for the battle seems to be constantly shifting between Haven's defenders and the hordes of the abyss - both sides clearly not giving up.
Garrison suddenly senses something, meanwhile, and promptly vanishes from his front-seat view of the battle..
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Elsewhere, within the room that houses the hidden generators in Sanctuary for certain isolated prisoner cells, a handful of lesser abyssal creatures - mostly dog and humanoid-like ones - break in, slaughtering any of the ordinary people that might have been hiding inside.
Seeing the generators and mistakenly believing them to be the source of Sanctuary's power, they howl in unison as Garrison suddenly appears in a burst of dark mist.
"..What do we have here, now?" Garrison ponders, staring at the generators with interest.
Chaperon leaps to any avians trying to abduct citizens, striking through the fiends themselves with Fafnir and letting Alastor catch the citizens. With Chaperon and Alastor saving the people, Parasoul and the Egrets can focus most of their time on the continuing horde. Lucas casts a harmonic shield in front, bumping the monsters into the Egrets' crossfire.
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Elsewhere, several monsters were shot down by what seem to be thunderbolts...
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Elsewhere, several monsters were shot down by what seem to be thunderbolts...
A few of the monsters that weren't struck down by the thunderbolts pause and look about, trying to locate the source.
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New creatures suddenly start flocking out of the abyss portal, being carried by more avians; these new birds wearing a strange, almost chalk white-colored armor and glowing with a disturbing purple aura, while the monsters they are carrying look to be regular humanoids, save the fact their skin is bubbling with a grotesque, unstable yellow glow. These new monsters are dropped onto the heads of random people or the sides of various buildings, exploding violently the second they make contact.
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Back in the generator room, Garrison ponders on what to do, staring at the generators as one of the humanoid monsters grumbles something indiscernible to him.
"..No, I doubt this single generator room serves as Sanctuary's entire power grid," Garrison said, apparently talking to the monster. "The lesser beings are foolish, but not stupid. No, this seems to serve an entirely different purpose, and I daresay it's piqued my curiosity..."
Garrison outstretches one of his hands, and a beam of blinding light suddenly erupts from his palm, striking the generator, overflowing it with energy and causing it to explode. Whatever this generator might have been powering, it's certainly not anymore..
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New creatures suddenly start flocking out of the abyss portal, being carried by more avians; these new birds wearing a strange, almost chalk white-colored armor and glowing with a disturbing purple aura, while the monsters they are carrying look to be regular humanoids, save the fact their skin is bubbling with a grotesque, unstable yellow glow. These new monsters are dropped onto the heads of random people or the sides of various buildings, exploding violently the second they make contact.
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Back in the generator room, Garrison ponders on what to do, staring at the generators as one of the humanoid monsters grumbles something indiscernible to him.
"..No, I doubt this single generator room serves as Sanctuary's entire power grid," Garrison said, apparently talking to the monster. "The lesser beings are foolish, but not stupid. No, this seems to serve an entirely different purpose, and I daresay it's piqued my curiosity..."
Garrison outstretches one of his hands, and a beam of blinding light suddenly erupts from his palm, striking the generator, overflowing it with energy and causing it to explode. Whatever this generator might have been powering, it's certainly not anymore..
Several of the Gracchus collective have fallen in the recent assaults. Those still alive with sniper rifles take aim at the new glowing humanoids and open fire, trying to get the suicide bombers to explode while still being carried.
"New ones...?" Chaperon continued her aerial battle against these new avians, while Alastor provided cover against the bomb monsters. The Egrets assisted by sniping the bomb monsters before they can reach the ground. Parasoul used Krieg's sturdy material to block off one of the incoming bomb monsters.
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Meanwhile, over in the other section of town, those monsters were soon assaulted by a young lady with pink hair and a long gunblade! She zipped through the fiends, cutting them down in a flourish of steel.
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Meanwhile, over in the other section of town, those monsters were soon assaulted by a young lady with pink hair and a long gunblade! She zipped through the fiends, cutting them down in a flourish of steel.
Ninjacker arrives at the abyss portal, stares at the chaos going on, and draws his two laser katana. It had been a while since he threw himself into combat like this, but he was positive it wouldn't take him long to get back into his old rhythm. With that, he jumped up at several avians and their passengers and began slicing them.
The combined effort of the Gracchus collective and the Egrets in gunning down the suicide bombers, and Chaperon and Ninjacker dealing with the avians, proves much more successful than anticipated - either killing off both the bombers and the avians carrying them all at once, or downing the avians themselves, and as a result, dropping some of their packages onto either the abyssal horde, or onto areas of little importance, before they are able to swoop over the frontlines - but even with this advantage against them, the abyssal horde trudges on, undeterred.
"You unenlightened morsels put up quite the admirable defense, defending this 'haven' of greed and deceit," Garrison's voice suddenly calls out as he warps back to the roof of the building he was on previously, still wearing his disguise. "But lo, nothing can last for eternity!"
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The lesser creatures are quickly sliced to bits. To greet this new lady however, an abyssal giant, noticing her appearance, suddenly leaps into the area, causing a minor quake; roaring as it attempts to crush her under a massive fist!
"You unenlightened morsels put up quite the admirable defense, defending this 'haven' of greed and deceit," Garrison's voice suddenly calls out as he warps back to the roof of the building he was on previously, still wearing his disguise. "But lo, nothing can last for eternity!"
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The lesser creatures are quickly sliced to bits. To greet this new lady however, an abyssal giant, noticing her appearance, suddenly leaps into the area, causing a minor quake; roaring as it attempts to crush her under a massive fist!
Parasoul and the Egrets trudge on as well, driving the horde back. "We're working on fixing that, as it were!" Lucas, Chaperon, and Alastor are keeping up the fight as well.
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The pink-haired lady leaped in reaction to the giant's tremor-inducing landing, and dove through the monster with her gunblade greatly electrified.
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Meanwhile at the Templar base, Damian and Camilia are holding down the fort - this includes keeping the sword shards safe.
"...This is ridiculous," Damian finally said. "We're in enough condition to fight. Why can't we go out and - RRK!" Damian staggered in reaction to a pain in his back. Seems the Cave of Vice had a lasting effect on him there.
"Hold still!" Camilia said, hovering over to check the wound. "You'll warp the injury even more like that. Now then..." Breathing in deep, she exhaled a gentle blue mist onto Damian's back (Elixir Breath). Eventually, the pain in his back began subsiding.
"Right, sorry...I just...I just can't deal with there being havoc outside, and we're helpless to do anything about it."
"I understand, Damian...Still, it's not like we can't do anything from here - " Camilia's thought was interrupted when the monitor began ringing - someone was making a call. "...As I was saying~!" She went over and answered the call. "Hello?"
"(?) Wait, who's this? Where's Lucas at?" Whoever was calling seemed surprised.
Camilia wasn't sure how to explain Lucas's current predicament to a stranger. "Lucas? He's...busy at the moment. Who's calling?"
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The pink-haired lady leaped in reaction to the giant's tremor-inducing landing, and dove through the monster with her gunblade greatly electrified.
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Meanwhile at the Templar base, Damian and Camilia are holding down the fort - this includes keeping the sword shards safe.
"...This is ridiculous," Damian finally said. "We're in enough condition to fight. Why can't we go out and - RRK!" Damian staggered in reaction to a pain in his back. Seems the Cave of Vice had a lasting effect on him there.
"Hold still!" Camilia said, hovering over to check the wound. "You'll warp the injury even more like that. Now then..." Breathing in deep, she exhaled a gentle blue mist onto Damian's back (Elixir Breath). Eventually, the pain in his back began subsiding.
"Right, sorry...I just...I just can't deal with there being havoc outside, and we're helpless to do anything about it."
"I understand, Damian...Still, it's not like we can't do anything from here - " Camilia's thought was interrupted when the monitor began ringing - someone was making a call. "...As I was saying~!" She went over and answered the call. "Hello?"
"(?) Wait, who's this? Where's Lucas at?" Whoever was calling seemed surprised.
Camilia wasn't sure how to explain Lucas's current predicament to a stranger. "Lucas? He's...busy at the moment. Who's calling?"
"Full of greed and deceit it may be," called a Gracchus member. "But we'll never let it fall to men like you!"
The Gracchus collective continues providing covering fire for the Egrets.
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"This is Alexander von Koopa and friends," said a different voice on the other end. "Again, who are you?"
The Gracchus collective continues providing covering fire for the Egrets.
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"This is Alexander von Koopa and friends," said a different voice on the other end. "Again, who are you?"
"Must we listen to that gloating in addition to fighting?" Ninjacker remarks after hearing Garrison's words, while continuing his slicing and dicing.
" "Men like me?" "
Garrison promptly lifts the bone staff he is holding in response, a glow surrounding it as a bolt of lightning suddenly strikes the Gracchus member that spoke up.
"Compare me to the bumbling imperfection you refer to as 'villains' at your own peril," Garrison spat, looking rather peeved.
Meanwhile, something roars from within the portal, as the abyssal giant from before - specifically, the one that tried wrestling Alastor, albeit looking a bit more enraged - runs out in a mad rush, trampling over some of it's own kin and any hapless soldiers before it as it charges at the bodyguard, appearing to be not quite finished with him yet as it pulls back one of it's arms, winding up for a devastating punch.
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Elsewhere, the abyssal giant fighting that certain pink-haired lady is, surprisingly, cleanly cut in half by her attack; the sight of this sending any fiends near her into a panic, scattering about.
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Over by the Templar base, the sounds of more abyssal creatures clawing at the doors or windows can be faintly heard from within.
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Quite a distance away from Sanctuary, Ignacious appears, soon followed by the Lurker; the former, meanwhile, clutching his still-severed right arm in his left.
"..Ignacious wonders; among your shape shifting powers, are you capable of turning into a roll of duct tape?" Ignacious asks his companion as they fly, staring at the broken bone, meanwhile.
"No," the Lurker replies. "Now stop asking."
Garrison promptly lifts the bone staff he is holding in response, a glow surrounding it as a bolt of lightning suddenly strikes the Gracchus member that spoke up.
"Compare me to the bumbling imperfection you refer to as 'villains' at your own peril," Garrison spat, looking rather peeved.
Meanwhile, something roars from within the portal, as the abyssal giant from before - specifically, the one that tried wrestling Alastor, albeit looking a bit more enraged - runs out in a mad rush, trampling over some of it's own kin and any hapless soldiers before it as it charges at the bodyguard, appearing to be not quite finished with him yet as it pulls back one of it's arms, winding up for a devastating punch.
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Elsewhere, the abyssal giant fighting that certain pink-haired lady is, surprisingly, cleanly cut in half by her attack; the sight of this sending any fiends near her into a panic, scattering about.
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Over by the Templar base, the sounds of more abyssal creatures clawing at the doors or windows can be faintly heard from within.
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Quite a distance away from Sanctuary, Ignacious appears, soon followed by the Lurker; the former, meanwhile, clutching his still-severed right arm in his left.
"..Ignacious wonders; among your shape shifting powers, are you capable of turning into a roll of duct tape?" Ignacious asks his companion as they fly, staring at the broken bone, meanwhile.
"No," the Lurker replies. "Now stop asking."
<OOC> NINJAD
"!!!" Alastor was surprised at the monster's sudden power spike - it was almost sure that even it couldn't block the monster's punch soon enough!
"Alastor, duck!!" Chaperon dove down at the giant, Fafnir's tip radiating with light as it was swung through the monster at 60 mph.
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Having finished the job in this sector, the lady folded her gunblade and sheathed it.
"That's enough here. Now then..." She headed on toward the main sector, where the main battle is taking place.
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The base's security systems repel the monsters' attacks with a tough harmonic barrier, similar to the kind that Lucas's DRACOS Junction uses.
"This is Lady Camilia, of Coronach. Sir Damian is with me, too."
"Lady Camilia and Sir Damian...? {fanboyish squeal} This is so awesome~!! I rarely get to speak to any dragons! This is too cool!!"
"I-I'm sorry about Andy here, your ladyship...Anyway, we were calling for any information about any shards not yet found."
"That's all? Well..." Camilia checks the monitor - Lucas left a window open with status information on the shards. "Okay, there's supposedly a Wrath shard correlated with Prince Duncan...Supposedly."
"(!) Come to think of it..." Damian added, "there was intense seismic activity occurring in the Shafton City area recently, from what the computer observed."
"So maybe he is... {clears throat} Anyway, there's also two shards of Entropy to be found - one held by a 'blood-sucking undead' that you betrayed via inaction, and another being in the...first and last place you'd go to AND look at. With other information, I believe this one might be somewhere in space..."
"!!!" Alastor was surprised at the monster's sudden power spike - it was almost sure that even it couldn't block the monster's punch soon enough!
"Alastor, duck!!" Chaperon dove down at the giant, Fafnir's tip radiating with light as it was swung through the monster at 60 mph.
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Having finished the job in this sector, the lady folded her gunblade and sheathed it.
"That's enough here. Now then..." She headed on toward the main sector, where the main battle is taking place.
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The base's security systems repel the monsters' attacks with a tough harmonic barrier, similar to the kind that Lucas's DRACOS Junction uses.
"This is Lady Camilia, of Coronach. Sir Damian is with me, too."
"Lady Camilia and Sir Damian...? {fanboyish squeal} This is so awesome~!! I rarely get to speak to any dragons! This is too cool!!"
"I-I'm sorry about Andy here, your ladyship...Anyway, we were calling for any information about any shards not yet found."
"That's all? Well..." Camilia checks the monitor - Lucas left a window open with status information on the shards. "Okay, there's supposedly a Wrath shard correlated with Prince Duncan...Supposedly."
"(!) Come to think of it..." Damian added, "there was intense seismic activity occurring in the Shafton City area recently, from what the computer observed."
"So maybe he is... {clears throat} Anyway, there's also two shards of Entropy to be found - one held by a 'blood-sucking undead' that you betrayed via inaction, and another being in the...first and last place you'd go to AND look at. With other information, I believe this one might be somewhere in space..."
The Gracchus member that spoke up is killed instantly by the blast, her mask falling off to reveal a teenage girl. Another fires a sniper round at Garrison.
"So full of yourself, so convinced of your own power..." said Gracchus. "There are too many men like you."
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"Maybe. I never dealt with Duncan myself, though. Sounds like a vampire, so probably Renfield... Wait... first and last... The first time I went after a sword piece... And the one who told me- THURSTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!"
"You called?" asked another voice.
"So full of yourself, so convinced of your own power..." said Gracchus. "There are too many men like you."
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"Maybe. I never dealt with Duncan myself, though. Sounds like a vampire, so probably Renfield... Wait... first and last... The first time I went after a sword piece... And the one who told me- THURSTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!"
"You called?" asked another voice.
The abyssal giant does not see this coming and is cleaved in half, quickly dispersing into mist and flying back inside the portal.
The sniper round, meanwhile, hits Garrison square in the face, the force causing his head to jerk to the side, the bullet piercing his disguise's mask and leaving a small hole but making a 'ping' noise; apparently hitting something of a much harder material underneath. Despite what would ordinarily be a fatal shot, Garrison still stands, slowly turning his head back to the direction it was pointed at previously; it's clear at this point that Garrison is either wearing incredibly reinforced armor underneath his getup, or he's not as human as his disguise lets on.
"Foolish imitators, wielding transparent power! Misguided vessels, ignoring blessed strength! Essences of perfection, yet trapped within restrictive forms! THESE are the 'men' you think yourself familiar with," Garrison said, holding the bone staff he was carrying upwards. "Let it be known I am leagues above them, or anything you morsels could hope to become!"
While the abyss' horde keeps up the pressure, a strange, almost holy-looking aura suddenly surrounds Garrison, flowing to the bone staff he is carrying, a blinding white light soon emanating from the horned skull ornament on top of it. To many of the people here, the lightshow would look to be nothing more than, well, that; but to a certain nearby Templar member, the energy readings coming from it should be eerily familiar.. and quickly gathering in great strength!
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Despite the harmonic energy barrier repelling them, the abyssal creatures continue hurling themselves at the Templar base - to no avail, of course, but you've got to give them points for trying, nonetheless.
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Back with Ignacious and the Lurker, the duo notice the blistering light within the city's walls; while the Lurker shields his eyes, almost blinded by the sudden bright light appearing from nowhere, Ignacious, meanwhile not being affected since he is, after all, lacking eyes, happens to see a small energy storm suddenly taking shape outside the walls, close to the breach Garrison went through - and Ignacious quickly flies towards it, using the floating chains surrounding him to forcibly drag the disoriented Lurker along.
The sniper round, meanwhile, hits Garrison square in the face, the force causing his head to jerk to the side, the bullet piercing his disguise's mask and leaving a small hole but making a 'ping' noise; apparently hitting something of a much harder material underneath. Despite what would ordinarily be a fatal shot, Garrison still stands, slowly turning his head back to the direction it was pointed at previously; it's clear at this point that Garrison is either wearing incredibly reinforced armor underneath his getup, or he's not as human as his disguise lets on.
"Foolish imitators, wielding transparent power! Misguided vessels, ignoring blessed strength! Essences of perfection, yet trapped within restrictive forms! THESE are the 'men' you think yourself familiar with," Garrison said, holding the bone staff he was carrying upwards. "Let it be known I am leagues above them, or anything you morsels could hope to become!"
While the abyss' horde keeps up the pressure, a strange, almost holy-looking aura suddenly surrounds Garrison, flowing to the bone staff he is carrying, a blinding white light soon emanating from the horned skull ornament on top of it. To many of the people here, the lightshow would look to be nothing more than, well, that; but to a certain nearby Templar member, the energy readings coming from it should be eerily familiar.. and quickly gathering in great strength!
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Despite the harmonic energy barrier repelling them, the abyssal creatures continue hurling themselves at the Templar base - to no avail, of course, but you've got to give them points for trying, nonetheless.
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Back with Ignacious and the Lurker, the duo notice the blistering light within the city's walls; while the Lurker shields his eyes, almost blinded by the sudden bright light appearing from nowhere, Ignacious, meanwhile not being affected since he is, after all, lacking eyes, happens to see a small energy storm suddenly taking shape outside the walls, close to the breach Garrison went through - and Ignacious quickly flies towards it, using the floating chains surrounding him to forcibly drag the disoriented Lurker along.
Lucas recognized this, alright - it was harmonic energy! No...something was off about it. Because the DRACOS Junction gives its wearer higher perception of harmonic energy's "melodies", he could practically hear the pattern of the energy that Garrison was conjuring...but the melody was off somewhat. Whatever this is, it's not harmonic, and it doesn't seem safe for anyone present.
"(!) Look out, everyone!"
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"Eeep - !!"
"(!) Wha - ? What happened?! Who's over th...?" But Damian's words didn't reach them soon enough - the call suddenly ended.
"(!) Look out, everyone!"
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"Eeep - !!"
"(!) Wha - ? What happened?! Who's over th...?" But Damian's words didn't reach them soon enough - the call suddenly ended.
The bright aura on Garrison's staff fizzles out not too soon after Lucas shouts, as several beams of concentrated light suddenly burst from the top of the staff, flying down into the battlefield and striking in random locations, each beam pausing for at least a second or two after dispersing before another is fired almost instantaneously, in an entirely different spot - the areas struck being superheated enough to burst into roaring flames.
These beams scatter about in an unpredictable, yet almost pinpoint fashion; hitting random buildings, the ground and sometimes even people; in fact, those struck by the beams of concentrated light - whether they are Egret soldiers, random civilians, Gracchus collective members, or even the abyssal creatures; it matters not - probably fare the worst; spontaneously combusting and soon afterwards exploding, themselves!
Two of these said beams of light even come close to striking Chaperon and Ninjacker, missing them by sheer centimeters; the one nearly hitting Chaperon causing the unpleasant death of a nearby abyssal giant instead, while the one that missed Ninjacker hits the ground directly in front of Lucas; a strange, almost invisible energy erupting from the contact site that spreads outward and manages to tear through his harmonic barrier with relative ease, although doing little else to him, directly.
"You see now why I am so confident of my supremacy, little bugs?" Garrison shouted between blasts, one in particular meanwhile ripping through a few random Egret soldiers, Gracchus collective members and mammal abyssals in the background, their torn bodies bursting aflame and disintegrating. "Though it lacks finesse, this is but a taste of true, untamed, and unsoiled power; perfection in design!"
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Ignacious and the Lurker arrive on the surface near the site of the crackling energy storm from earlier, the latter rubbing his eyes - only it's no longer just an empty energy storm, but rather happens to be trying to form a portal within it.
"Ah, so they're trying to interfere, after all? The tin man's gonna be happy when he hears this, Ignacious thinks," Ignacious said to himself, watching the portal take shape as it tears through dimensional boundaries.
These beams scatter about in an unpredictable, yet almost pinpoint fashion; hitting random buildings, the ground and sometimes even people; in fact, those struck by the beams of concentrated light - whether they are Egret soldiers, random civilians, Gracchus collective members, or even the abyssal creatures; it matters not - probably fare the worst; spontaneously combusting and soon afterwards exploding, themselves!
Two of these said beams of light even come close to striking Chaperon and Ninjacker, missing them by sheer centimeters; the one nearly hitting Chaperon causing the unpleasant death of a nearby abyssal giant instead, while the one that missed Ninjacker hits the ground directly in front of Lucas; a strange, almost invisible energy erupting from the contact site that spreads outward and manages to tear through his harmonic barrier with relative ease, although doing little else to him, directly.
"You see now why I am so confident of my supremacy, little bugs?" Garrison shouted between blasts, one in particular meanwhile ripping through a few random Egret soldiers, Gracchus collective members and mammal abyssals in the background, their torn bodies bursting aflame and disintegrating. "Though it lacks finesse, this is but a taste of true, untamed, and unsoiled power; perfection in design!"
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Ignacious and the Lurker arrive on the surface near the site of the crackling energy storm from earlier, the latter rubbing his eyes - only it's no longer just an empty energy storm, but rather happens to be trying to form a portal within it.
"Ah, so they're trying to interfere, after all? The tin man's gonna be happy when he hears this, Ignacious thinks," Ignacious said to himself, watching the portal take shape as it tears through dimensional boundaries.
"YOUR MOTHER!" shouted a rather uncreative Gracchus collective member shortly before being disintegrated.
"I don't think we're qualified to handle this!" shouted another.
"Of course we're not!" said a third. "But we will not go gentle into that good night! No matter how many strange glowing things this asshole pulls out we will persevere! We are Gracchus! We are the voice of the people!"
With that several Gracchus members continue firing upon abyssal creatures through the dissonant storm.
"I don't think we're qualified to handle this!" shouted another.
"Of course we're not!" said a third. "But we will not go gentle into that good night! No matter how many strange glowing things this asshole pulls out we will persevere! We are Gracchus! We are the voice of the people!"
With that several Gracchus members continue firing upon abyssal creatures through the dissonant storm.
Parasoul and the Egrets thankfully took the evasive, though there are still 2 fatalities and 5 casualties. Lucas braced as the blast pushed him back after tearing his barrier.
"Don't be ridiculous..." Lucas talked back. "Do you even know how dangerous dissonant energy is even for the user?!"
"He can find out later!" Chaperon shouted as she flung several Fan Flashes past the bolts and through Garrison's staff. At that time, a thunderbolt fell in and struck the staff at the same time as Chaperon's projectiles did!
"Don't be ridiculous..." Lucas talked back. "Do you even know how dangerous dissonant energy is even for the user?!"
"He can find out later!" Chaperon shouted as she flung several Fan Flashes past the bolts and through Garrison's staff. At that time, a thunderbolt fell in and struck the staff at the same time as Chaperon's projectiles did!