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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

Description

Theme – Scavenger

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Age: Variable (See Physical Description)

Gender: Variable (See Physical Description; for ease of use the pronoun β€œhe” 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…

So begins...

Gracchus's Story

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A dog-like abyssal suddenly tackles one of the two still alive Gracchus members in that earlier conversation, and begins gnawing on said member's mask - followed by their face.

Meanwhile, a large abyssal avian carrying a few dozen suicide bomber abyssals suddenly comes rocketing out of the portal, screeching it's horrid head off as it dives towards the wounded Egrets.

Garrison's staff, in the meantime, breaks about as easy as you'd expect, what with it being made of actual bone and all; abruptly cutting off the dissonant storm, it's focal point no more - the sudden thunderbolt, on the other hand, striking him dead-on. While this attack - along with the fact he is no longer being able to shower the battlefield in a literal rain of chaotic death - does not seem to faze him that much, the thunderbolt nevertheless manages to disrupt his energy flow enough that it causes his disguise's illusion to jitter. It corrects itself, but now the disguise looks much more distorted than before, as a strange blue and yellow hue can be seen faintly surrounding Garrison, electricity crackling around his 'body'.

"..A clever ruse, but it won't work again," said Garrison, turning to both Chaperon and the likely source of the thunderbolt; palms stretched outward before firing several bolts of his own.

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Chaperon blocked the incoming bolts with Fafnir's adamant silk material. As for the source of the thunderbolt, that happened to be the pink-haired lady, who jumped at Garrison, parrying the incoming bolts with rapid strikes from her gunblade. "Frankly, you're looking less like perfection yourself."

This new figure in the battle caught Lucas's attention. "Is that...Lightning?"

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"NO!" cried the remaining Gracchus member from that last conversation, blasting at the dog-like Abyssal but being far too late to stop it from killing his friend.

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"You unenlightened morsels wouldn't know perfection if it stood before you!" Garrison shouted in response, an electrical field bursting out of him like a kinetic pulse when Lightning gets too close, in an effort to knock her back.

The dog-like abyssal, meanwhile, is knocked off the violently-mangled corpse of the other Gracchus member with relative ease, and tries to run away once it manages to stand back up.

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Ninjacker spots Lightning attacking Garrison, and begins jumping up towards the rooftop that the scene is taking place on.

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The surviving Gracchus member gives chase, trying his hardest to blast the abyssal dog.

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"!" Lightning braced against the electric blast...though she wasn't very fazed by it. While Garrison was distracted, Chaperon got in close and delivered an 80-mph slash across Garrison's mask with Fafnir.

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The attack connects and the mask Garrison was wearing is torn in half and falls apart, revealing his true, albeit rather grotesque face underneath; a cold, empty stare emanating from his eyes, the veins on the odd metal skin making up his head meanwhile periodically pulsing. By this time as well, the blue and yellow hue surrounding him earlier has dissipated, electricity no longer crackling around his body - the charge from the thunderbolt earlier having worn off.

"Ah-ah-ah," Garrison murmured, suddenly grabbing Chaperon by the throat when she reaches arms-length. "No touching."

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One of the abyssal dog's legs is struck by the Gracchus member giving chase and is wounded terribly, forcing it to limp into a nearby alleyway.

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Elsewhere, the portal that was forming near Ignacious and Lurker manages to stabilize, the white and gold vortex sparking with a mystical energy.

"I will go alert Lord Garrison - stay here and make sure it stays open," the Lurker said, floating away.

"Fine, whatever; Ignacious doesn't feel like doing anything more for the tin man right now, anyway," Ignacious responded, metaphorically kicking back while floating in the air.

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Chaperon indeed got choke-held by Garrison as she got too close after the attack.

"!" Alastor reacted to this with anger - synching with Chaperon's power, it warped over to her and seized Garrison in its claws. "Release Her Highness immediately!"

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Garrison, instead of listening, increased the pressure of his grip on Chaperon's throat - far from a lethal point, but it should hurt her and cause trouble breathing, nonetheless.

"Ooh, did I touch a nerve?" Garrison questioned, greatly amused by Alastor's reaction. "You should really watch yourself, brute, lest you want to be known as the creature responsible for the death of a fair princess."

Several shadowy tendrils suddenly wrap around Alastor's limbs and neck from behind - the Lurker soon floating up afterwards, turning out to be the source of them.

"Release Lord Garrison at once, and perhaps he, in turn, will release the girl," said the Lurker, struggling to lock Alastor in place.

"Now now, Lurker, your involvement isn't necessary, is it? We were just having a bit of fun, is all," Garrison responded.

"I do not question your methods of entertainment, mi'lord, but you have other pressing matters to attend to," the Lurker retorted.

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"Those matters will have to wait a while yet!" calls out Ninjacker, suddenly coming down from the air and attempting to slice off the tendrils holding onto Alastor.

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Ninjacker's attack proves successful, the tendrils falling apart and sending the Lurker flying back in surprise from the straining force he was using to try and lock Alastor in place.

"Why, you..!" the Lurker growled, shortly before throwing out more tendrils at Ninjacker.

"Ignoring the gleaming faults of my assistant over there, I still am holding your fair princess in my grasp, brute," Garrison said to Alastor, after mulling something over in his head, following his and the Lurker's discussion. "If you value this girl's life, you WILL release me - not that you are capable of doing anything to me, as it stands, anyway!"

Garrison gives a quick laugh, following this last bit.

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Chaperon and Alastor found themselves at a bit of an impasse here...

...but then Lightning dove through Garrison's hands with a giant curved blade, cleaving them off of Garrison's arms with a Zantetsuken attack!

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Garrison stares at his hands (or lack, thereof), a shadowy miasma leaking from the cleanly-cut stumps, surprise etched on his face. Very little is able to greatly wound him due to the unusual properties of his hardened metal skin, and although he does not feel pain, this nonetheless leaves the man in stunned silence for a little bit.

Chaperon should fall to the ground, meanwhile, although the hand that was around her throat is still hanging on; sort of acting like a hyper-advanced rigor mortis, although it is, fortunately, no longer choking her.

"... Well. That happened," said Garrison, trying to collect both his thoughts and words, baffled at this event.

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Given this turn of events, Alastor kept its grip tight on Garrison as Chaperon pried the cut hands off of her throat. "{cough} That was...too close..."

Lightning aimed her gunblade at Garrison's face. "Like I said, you look less like perfection - "

Just then, a low chuckle could be heard in the area. Where did it come from...?

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"Oh good, more party guests," said Garrison, looking around for the source of the chuckling, largely unconcerned with the gun barrel pointed at his face. "Barring the sudden loss of both of my hands, this attack on Haven has been much more entertaining than I originally anticipated."

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Ninjacker, meanwhile, slices the tendrils that come towards him, trying to inch closer to the Lurker as he does so.

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The source swoops down...it's the prisoner from Arsenal Cove! Lucas and Parasoul recognized him all too well.

"(!) Zeta!" Parasoul growled, clenching a fist.

The fugitive, Zeta, responded by casting a red flash across the area - all affected by the flash experienced something like an intense migraine. Most fainted, others (namely main characters) merely collapsed to the ground, trying to fight off the mental pain. With that done, Zeta turned his attention to Garrison.

"So...word has it you want to topple these...self-styled kings, right?"

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Several members of the Gracchus collective, not being technically main characters, faint, unable to handle the mental pain.

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"This word is truer than you could possibly comprehend, my good fellow," Garrison said in response, pushing Alastor off of him and somehow brushing dust off his shoulders with his stump-hands, before staring at Zeta, getting a good sense of his energy. The Lurker also floats down nearby, hands folded behind his back in a professional manner.

"..Aah. You must have been tied to that rather interesting power generator I found earlier. A pleasure, truly, to have circumstances benefit us both like this," Garrison eventually resumed, offering a quick, yet over-the-top bow, likely to serve as thanks. "I must ask, however, is there a reason why such a wild, perfected essence as yourself sought me out?"