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Helios Sprensonne ([personal profile] folklorist) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2012-08-06 01:52 pm

Player Event - Chaos Plot

Who: Helios and pretty much everyone who replied to this post
What: The demon god Apep which affixed itself to Helios’ soul has awoken.
When: August 6th-9th
Where: Starting around house 44 then mainly around town and the woods
Summary: Basically Helios gets possessed and causes all sorts of chaos and destruction that the evil god, Apep, is known for causing!
Rating: R for lots of violence



[ It’s strange how the twist of events of a simple evening walk could change much of everything. In an instant, that was Luceti’s way of things, changing things in an instant. And Helios never even saw it coming. There were still parts of that night and parts of his soul that he never truly understood. But there were always ways of finding out. They say hands on experience is one of the best ways of learning. And this is a lesson he and several others won't soon forget. ]

((ooc; Okay plot is a go! If anyone doesn’t have an out for their character to be saved please PM me or contact me on plurk at pathogenic~ Otherwise have fun!))
brokencharter: (boring)

August 8th | Western Lake - Twilight [WARNING - graphic content]

[personal profile] brokencharter 2012-08-09 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
[In an ironic twist of fate, the safe house Viral had built out by the western lake had been the very site she had been preparing for the ritual. Her tools and execution had been simple and efficient. Over the pool of clay and gathering blood Sabriel had left Viral kneeling over the pile, his body hunched over to let the blood from wounds forced open to flow freely out and down in a steady flow. By that point there had been nothing left but to wait for him to bleed out enough to the point where she could mould the body that would await his spirit once she wrenched the wings from his back, the only way she knew how to kill the beastman.

Sabriel was aiming to make the strongest Lesser Dead creature available to her in the enclosure; a Mordicant. Normally the ritual involved human blood and bog clay...but with an immortal beastman’s blood and spirit, who knows what could happen. Perhaps the mystery of his body’s make up would enhance the effectiveness of the ritual? Or even make a stronger beast than has ever been crafted by a necromancer? Only time would tell...and if it didn’t work then there was no real loss. Viral would be returned to Life in a week and Sabriel would have found herself a new playmate by then.

Aside from the necessary spells murmured under her breath and the odd command for Viral’s obedience Sabriel works in silence, barely giving the suffering beastman a passing glance while she works.]
faithfulflame: (Mars Angel in Red)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2012-08-09 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Sailor Mars was running on empty now, she'd been preparing for this encounter since the moment Sabriel had stolen Viral from her house the evening before. She hadn't slept, had only eaten once, and hadn't even transformed back into her civilian form. She knew where her friend had taken the beastman, her spiritual senses screaming at her to seek out and cleanse the taint. At last, with Grune backing her up, the Senshi of Flame was ready.

Taking her time, she had prepared a special trap for Sabriel should she try and leave the vicinity. Throughout the forest, she had placed Shinto wards, an inward facing magical circle that would bind the tainted Abhorsen inside. She wouldn't escape. And this time the spiritual soldier had the tools required to perform the purification rituals that would undo whatever was done to Sabriel. Ofuda scrolls inscribed with words of power, a consecrated vessel for the corruption, and an iron will were the tools she needed.

And should that fail? Then Sabriel would die. In her corrupted form she was too dangerous to let live. With Ami kidnapped, and Usagi in the dark for now, it fell to Sailor Mars alone to be a guardian and protect the Princess. She cared for her new friend, but her duty to Sailor Moon transcended life itself, their souls bound forever by the magic of the Moon Kingdom.

At last it was time, the Senshi stoically heading into battle, arriving at her ritual site. The stench of blood and corruption assaulted her senses. Sabriel was here. Commandingly, the Senshi shouted]


Come out, Tainted One! I've come to stop you. In the name of Mars and the Moon, I will punish you!
lostinmyway: (Stillness.)

[personal profile] lostinmyway 2012-08-09 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[By contrast, Grune is still and silent by Mars' side. After learning from her what had happened the previous evening, she had abandoned her search for Helios and joined her friend. She couldn't let Mars fight alone; she would help her save not only Viral, but Sabriel as well. And then she would find Helios and fulfill her promise to him.

Her urn rests on her shoulder and she stands tall but not with tension. Her wings, normally slightly spread to catch sunlight and breezes, are folded against her back.

They're going to save their friends. She and Mars won't let them be hurt anymore.]
no_compromise: (meet your death in no disguise)

[personal profile] no_compromise 2012-08-09 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[He had no control of his body--none--and no way to defend himself from the repeated thrusts of her blade into his prone form. Whatever magic she had worked had bound his body completely to her will--but not his mind. Through the pain and the haze of successive bloodloss, he kept his singular focus on what he would do once he was able to get loose. The dark seed of rage kept him from giving her any satisfaction in his discomfort as he bit back the strained cries of agony that threatened to escape his lips. Sabriel had earned his trust through extenuating circumstances over his short time here. It was trust enough that he had vowed to deliver her justice and carry her revenge.

But this, with barely a word spoken, had violated that. She had broken code that he held close to his core, corrupted or not. She had bound him fully, violated his home, and the intent to kill tainted her scent and her eyes.

This wasn't Sabriel. Not the one he knew.

The scent and taste of his own blood was maddening. He had faced defeat, but never in such circumstances. His immortal body, a gift from the Spiral King, was never meant to be used in this fashion. He still needed to breathe, still felt hunger of a sort.

...it was to keep him on the level of the humans he was to watch and warn, he realized in a deep part of his mind.

Whatever it was that Sabriel was making, it wasn't benign. The cold darkness in her eyes showed only malicious intent, and it disturbed him to the bone. This, he knew, was why the humans of his world needed to be contained.

Would that he could move. She wouldn't stand a chance against him.

He felt rather than heard the women enter, clued in solely by the subtle diviinty that Mars held about her person. She had company, he knew, but couldn't will his body to move--

A sneer curled his lips at the righteous threat, and can't bite back the commentary. His voice is low and hoarse, roughened by the time.]


I warned you before; now you're really going to be burned!
thebellthatbinds: (Default)

[personal profile] thebellthatbinds 2012-08-10 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Like Rei, Sabriel is also running close to empty. She couldn't afford to let herself sleep and risk losing her command over the beastman but as the chill of the evening starts to set in the exhaustion is starting to sink into her bones.

Her shoulders stiffen as Rei calls out to her from nearby, a bead of sweat gathering on her brow as she inwardly curses the other young woman's persistance and tracking skills. She must really be tired if she couldn't have felt her coming. At Viral's quip she glares at him, eyes cold as she stands.]


We shall see.

[Gripping her sword in a tight grip she exits the hut, even more surprised to see the other woman accompanying the soldier. She tips her head to both in greeting, her voice cold as she watches them carefully.]

Hello Mars. Grune.
Edited 2012-08-10 00:54 (UTC)
faithfulflame: (Mars Hero in Red Heels)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2012-08-10 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Sailor Mars raises her right hand, pointing her finger directly at the tainted sorceress. No games, no tricks, no fog. This was going to end here, and now. And it was going to end on her terms.]

Release Viral. Now. Its no use running.

[As she borrow's Mercury's words, Mars draws on her flames, and on Eferin, combining them into a powerful spell. If the other Senshi couldn't be here, that was fine. She would free the beastman herself. Her right hand raises high into the sky, and around the battleground a cage of flame formed, hemming them in from all sides, top to bottom]

Surrender now, and let us purify the taint within you.
lostinmyway: (Subconscious memory.)

[personal profile] lostinmyway 2012-08-10 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Grune, once again by contrast, doesn't prepare to attack. Her gaze has been resting on Viral the entire time, distant and blank at the horrific sight of what has been done to her friend.

Despite the impression of innocence that she gives, in her time in Luceti, she's seen a surprising amount of violence and cruelty. She's been on two drafts, has fought alongside Chaos--not the god of chaos controlling Helios, but the monster within Vincent Valentine. She's seen Grell at her worst, her chainsaw ripping through the body of a vampire unable to die. She's even killed, not only monsters but soldiers in both this world and on the Legacy.

But that violence has been the exception for her, not the rule. This is very nearly beyond her understanding.

When Mars finishes speaking, only then does she look up from Viral. Her voice is soft and sad as she offers just one sentence:]


Please let him go, Sabriel.

[But...there's strength beneath her gentleness. She will fight, not only to save Viral, but to bring Sabriel back to herself.]
brokencharter: (so what?)

[personal profile] brokencharter 2012-08-10 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Sabriel raises her sword defensively as Rei calls upon her fire, expecting an attack when the flames suddenly shoot up...and her eyes widen as it takes form as a giant cage. This was either going to end with their deaths or hers then. She had no choice.]

I will not.

[Growling through her teeth she springs into action, heading for the warrior of fire first. As far as Sabriel, Mars was the heavy hitter here...then again with such high stakes it seems odd for someone so friendly and aloof as Grune to be here as well when the stakes were so high. No matter, as soon as the fire cage was down she could take care of the other woman and continue where she left off.]
faithfulflame: (Mars Made of Stern Stuff)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2012-08-10 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[But Mars knew something Sabriel didn't. Grune was far, FAR more powerful than she ever let on. The cage was a ruse, meant to focus the Abhorsen on the supernaturally nimble Sailor Senshi. This wasn't any ordinary Youma, it was Sabriel. And she was going to have to be very careful.

Mars skipped sideways, hoping to get Sabriel's back to Grune, her hands working in a series of arcane patterns. Flames formed on her fingertips, tendrils of heat snapping out to attack, nipping at Sabriel's sword hand, feet, and exposed flesh like crows nipping carrion. The Senshi was aiming to hurt and enrage, a mirthless look in her eye.]


You don't want to do this, Sabriel-san. You can't beat me.
lostinmyway: (Beginning to cast.)

[personal profile] lostinmyway 2012-08-10 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
[As soon as the battle begins, Grune takes two light steps back, moving as far as she can without being caught by Mars' flames. At her feet, black and purple lights pool and begin to rise as she begins to cast her weakest spell. It's still strong--Grune was already an experienced spellcaster even before coming to Luceti--but perhaps it will only be enough to stop Sabriel without seriously hurting her. She can only hope she's right.]
thebellthatbinds: (slash)

[personal profile] thebellthatbinds 2012-08-10 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[With a sharp word and a spark of free magic Sabriel gathers the fog once again but being so low on energy she can only keep it contained to her hands. So instead of commanding a large bank of fog, she lets it flow from her hand and down the blade of her sword to give it a protective coating.

As the whips of flame dart towards her she brings the sword up in a slash to defend herself. It's not a bad defense, but not impenetrable; a burn over her wrist, across her cheek manage to break through.

Focused on the exchange of blows with Rei it is a moment too late when first Sabriel senses the power gathering behind her. With her attention split between this new threat and the onslaught of fire from Rei her hold over the beastman is starting to slip.]
no_compromise: (k.o.)

[personal profile] no_compromise 2012-08-10 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
[He could hear the crackle of flames go up outside, and felt the burning heat of it even within the thin coverings of his bunker even as the battle started. The anger that simmered just below the surface flared up with the flames, though it wasn't directed at Rei and her calvary.

No. It was his own frustration. He had made a promise, and he intended to keep it.

Without the sharp bite of Sabriel's blade impeding his body's perogative, he felt more able to think. His vision started to clear, slowly. Like all things in Luceti, the healing of his immortal body was sluggish by its usual standards. It would take time but, like with the burns, it would heal.

He clenched his hands into fists as he tried to fight against the magical bindings, willing deep in his mind for something to break. He was out of words and condescension, but he had his fists.

If only he could stand...

The fist clenched tighter, sharp claws digging into his palm, and that was when he realized--

He could move his hands.]
faithfulflame: (Mars Keep Fighting)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2012-08-10 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[As Grune powered up, Mars didn't relent for an instant. Doing so would mean placing them both at risk. Sabriel was powerful and needed to be kept off balance. However, unlike Sabriel, being tired didn't affect Mars as much. The magics sustaining her fortified her body as well as her spiritual powers. In short: she had a lot more fight left in her]

You'll have to do better than that if you want to even touch me, Abhorsen.

[Keep her taunted, off balance. That was the plan. Mars gloved hands snapped, a spray of small fireballs blasting towards Sabriel, exploding all around her. Not aiming for a killing blow, but irritating and weakening...trying to get her to commit to her own defense.]
thebellthatbinds: (parry)

[personal profile] thebellthatbinds 2012-08-10 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
You should save your breath, Mars!

[Damn it, the soldier was using her flames to corral her into a figurative corner. If the heat constantly darting for her face and hands wasn't enough those exploding fireballs were both painful and blinding. With a snarl Sabriel takes her chances and dives towards the fire and their source, fog sword slicing through the nearest explosion as she breaks through the wall of fire and runs to close the distance between herself and Mars, her sword held high.]
lostinmyway: (Casting.)

[personal profile] lostinmyway 2012-08-10 12:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Before Sabriel can reach Mars, Grune at last releases her spell. Blackness flares around her, temporarily shielding her from view, and she calmly speaks the words that tie the magic together:] Bloody Howling.

[But in her concern for her friend, in focusing on doing no more harm than absolutely necessary, Grune did not consider that it might not be wise to use a Curse element spell against a practitioner of black magic.

An orb of dark light as wide as she is tall spins into being around Sabriel, swallowing her and only her--Mars and Viral are perfectly safe thanks to the friend-or-foe marking Grune has placed on them.

Before she begins casting again, Grune waits for the dense darkness to fade so she can see the effect her spell has had on Sabriel.]
Edited 2012-08-10 12:28 (UTC)
faithfulflame: (Mars Burn it to ashes!)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2012-08-10 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mars takes advantage of Grune's impressive magical display to dive sideways into a shoulder-roll, avoiding Sabriel's sword and springing back to her feet several meters away. Flames coalesce between Grune and Sabriel, hungrily licking the Abhorsen's exposed flesh. Keeping up the pressure, that was all she could do. Drive the fiend to make a mistake. That's what Ami would do. That's what she had to do.]
Edited 2012-08-10 16:03 (UTC)
brokencharter: (scream)

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[personal profile] brokencharter 2012-08-11 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Caught between both attacks Sabriel is brought to a stumbling stop in her lunge, eyes wide as a gasp escapes her lips as the pressure pushing in on her from every direction is accented by the pain of the fire summoned into being around her. With a soft cry she curls in on herself as the pain builds around her, covering her face with her arms as the flames grow higher when a shadow stirs in the darkness of Grune's attack.

A dim figure, long and serpentine uncurls from around her shoulders with a soft, angry hiss. It's a low sound, almost inaudible except as a vibration in the air but the hate it exudes is clear. One moment the force of both of the women's spells are overwhelming her and the next...]
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brokencharter: (how lovely)

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[personal profile] brokencharter 2012-08-11 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[There is nothing. The spells, the fire and the shadow are gone, leaving Sabriel to slowly straighten as she takes a shuddering breath. Despite the burns covering her arms, her face, she offers Rei a wicked smile, eyes shining with malice and renewed power as a rough chuckle croaks from her throat.]

Was that supposed to hurt? Let me show you how it's done.

[Her voice sounds raspy and harsh, less human as the Free magic grows inside of her, fed by the corruption. Smoke pouring from her lips as speaks her spell she draws her sword in a circle around her head, a ring of dark fog lingering in the air before she finishes the spell with a slash of her sword; dark tendrils shoot from the dark halo like spikes, aiming for the two women.]
no_compromise: (archery--skilled at this too)

[personal profile] no_compromise 2012-08-11 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[It was his broiling rage that drew Viral to stand despite his swimming vision--only to regret it. The repeated bloodletting had taken it's toll. His body, though immortal, was sluggishly struggling to heal over the most recent of the wounds. He collapsed against the framework of his bunker in his dizziness, cracking the thin wall through sheer force. It angered him. Angered him so much.

With a snarl he pushed himself forward at the sounds of fire and the scent of battle. The heated ions in the atmosphere and the associated memories sharpened his senses...he recognized that dissonantly calm voice amid the chaos.

Grune.

Grune and Mars.

Another snarl. Viral snatched his bow and a handful of bolts, intent on making his presence known. This needed to end. Now. Still light headed, he dove for the fray and threaded his arrow--

Aimed straight for Sabriel's turned back.]


Sabbi. [His voice was low, harsh, but eerily cool. It was almost as if the last several desperate hours hadn't existed for just one second.]

You forgot something.

[He loosed his bolt with a prayer that his judgement wasn't wasted.]
lostinmyway: (Beginning to cast.)

[personal profile] lostinmyway 2012-08-11 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[There is nothing Grune can do now.

When she saw Sabriel stand up from her spell, not only unharmed but somehow strengthened and made less of herself by it, she had immediately begun her next. Her Curse eres won't work--she needs something else.

She chooses a spell that is stronger by only a little as Sabriel brings her sword about. She's only barely aware of the magic plunging towards her, of Viral's movement and hard and ragged voice. All of her attention is focused inwards as light the brilliant, shining blue of the ocean rises from the ground at her feet.]
faithfulflame: (Mars Akuryu Taisan)

[personal profile] faithfulflame 2012-08-11 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Sailor Mars almost curses out loud as Grune's spell has the opposite of a desired effect. Was the woman daft? Dark magic on a dark spirit? That should have been apparent. Sabriel's spell, however, was another matter entirely. She barely notice Viral in all his savage glory, while her hands brought her flaming snakes back for a defense, but some of the spikes still drove forward, blunted by the heat but sending the Senshi stumbling back.]

You want to hurt? Fine!

[Her hands worked furiously, symbols of flame forming in the air as she chanted, holding aloft one of the ofuda scrolls she'd brought.]

Rin, Pyou, Tou, Sha, Kai, Jin, Retsu, Zai, Zen! Akuryu Taisan!

[The paper stiffens, and flies towards the Abhorsen...set to strike in concert with Viral's arrow and Grune's spell!]
brokencharter: (scream)

[personal profile] brokencharter 2012-08-11 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Too quick, Sabriel barely has time to try to turn when Viral's voice comes low and rough from behind her- and the arrow he had loosed hits her solidly through the shoulder, jarring her sword from her hand as she gasps in pain. Reeling at the sudden pain as she glares at the beastman over her wounded shoulder she stumbles back a few steps to take stock of her situation.

Viral was free and armed, Rei was quietly chanting and building up power for some sort of spell and Grune...for a moment she freezes as her senses pick up on the sheer power gathering in the water of the quiet woman's spell. What on earth was the woman preparing to unleash?

At Rei's shout Sabriel turns to face...a strange piece of paper. Expecting another burst of fire it comes as a nasty shock when it shoots across the gap between necromancer and warrior and affixes itself to her forehead. Immediately, Sabriel's body locks up under its bind; a breath of surprise passes through her lips before it bursts into flames.

She couldn't move, couldn't try to defend herself as the fire caught on the Free magic corruption that ran rampant in her but she could still cry out in pain.]
lostinmyway: (Casting.)

[personal profile] lostinmyway 2012-08-11 01:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Grune had not stopped casting for a moment. Even when those dark arrows that Mars had been unable to stop scorched her body, she had only staggered back a little at their impact, gasped softly, and then righted herself and continued her spell.

Now, as Sabriel's body is bound, Grune brings her spell to a close.]


Aqua Laser.

[All magic on Melfes has its source in the blessings of its god--Nerifes, the great ocean. Even in Luceti, its power extends and works through the people of that world. Curse eres are in opposition to the god, and they cause great harm to its chosen people, the Ferines.

Sea eres, by contrast, could be argued to be the purest expression of Nerifes' blessing. Their element is not only water, but light.

At Grune's words, spoken not quite as calmly as before, a wave of water six feet high bursts from the floor, unaffected by the surrounding flames. It rushes from Grune, passing through Mars without touching her, and slams into Sabriel, and it is swiftly followed by a second, equally powerful wave.

This time, Grune does not wait to begin casting again.]
no_compromise: (pissed--WHERE'S SIMON??)

[personal profile] no_compromise 2012-08-11 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sabriel's agonized scream amid the chaos shocked Viral's senses back to reality. No matter the circumstances, that was still Sabriel underneath everything--just corrupted and twisted into a horrific facsimile of herself. He lowered his bow as he watched the binding spell in stunned awe. It was over.

They had a chance now to make sense of this.

But the scream was just too late to stop Grune's divine wave, nor enough to stop the mage from casting again.

Drawing on the last of his reserves, Viral rushed her. His legs, though wobbly, carried him across the field with inhuman speed. He wasn't going to hurt her--if they fell, he would twist and cushion her. But action needed to be taken.]


Grune--STOP!!
thebellthatbinds: (dying)

[personal profile] thebellthatbinds 2012-08-12 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
[As the fires of Mars' binding spell start to die down the first wave of water overcomes Sabriel and submerges her completely. Pain, unlike anything she's ever felt runs through her veins like lightning. Although the Charter in her blood had been suppressed by Apep's corruption, the holiness of the water called out to it, feeding the weakened magic to rise against the dark power that had taken hold of its mistress. Gasping for breath as the wave passes Sabriel sinks to her knees, sparks of Charter fire born from the holy properties of Grune's spell catching at her hair and her frayed clothing.

When the second wave hits, the sparks take to the water as if it were oil and this time when the wave engulfs her, a bright golden fire flares into life under the water. Though muffled by the water, it's all Sabriel can do to scream. This time however, it tears out of her in two distinct voices. The first is the rough, hissing cry of the evil spirit that had been possessing her but under that is the weak and painfully human scream of Sabriel. The purifying fire dances for only moments in the water of the wave before the spell breaks and Sabriel's body falls limply to the ground.

In the wake of the magic the shadow of the serpent appears again, curled tightly around her neck, her eyes, its head pinned in place under the ofuda scroll. Hood flared it glares at them all with a deep, burning hatred.]

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