[PRP] No Invitation Needed (Melvin/Lawr)

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Re: [PRP] No Invitation Needed (Melvin/Lawr)

Postby MoonKit Wed Aug 01, 2018 10:05 pm

"Wait. So it...George has just been waiting here for you all this time? Just to eat you?" He asked, looking out to the stadium and back to Lawr. No wonder they could hear it in their heads - it had to be powerful to exert that much energy into all their minds. It had to know Lawr was here somehow. He did say his energy attracted bigger creatures from the abyss so Lawr must be giving off some kind of presence that the creatures liked.

Magic.

Lawr said that people became made here because they became starved for it. A duke would seem like a small burning Sun them to them.

Looking out, his eyes grew wider and wider still as a creature pulled itself from the dark, and like 2 train headlights became larger and larger until it stepped out of the void and into the edges of the stadium. The sheer SIZE of it left him stepping back, and the shape of it was nothing he had ever seen before. "They....really are real." He said in disbelief as he watched it move. It's voice came again, into his own mind, demanding now. It wanted Lawr again. It wanted to finish it's personal vendetta. "A monster with a sense of pride." He whispered.

Lawr's question had him looking over to him, and he realized what the situation mean. Moving forward, he gripped the railing as he leaned and looked out to the packed stadium. "You said it tried before. Are... are there any seals or barriers on the stadiums? Anything the stadium has to push it back?" He asked, looking around to see if any staff or security were rushing to engage any safety measures.
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Re: [PRP] No Invitation Needed (Melvin/Lawr)

Postby Baneful Thu Aug 02, 2018 8:20 am

The creature loomed and Lawrence didn’t seem too phased as he looked back at it. “Nothing that would hold it back.” He said flatly, the kind of protective wards that were on the stadium would be a soap bubble in a hurricane before the thing in front of them.

“Its a class D, theres nothing here that can withstand a D class abyssal attack, its designed to be open.” The thing couldn’t leave the abyss far with out weakening and dying but this stadium was certainly fair game.

Down below in the crowd there was a mixture of responses, some sought to flee while others were enraptured by the creature, still others had their hallucinations cranked up to unbearable heights by the proximity to an abyssal creature and talked to no one.

<<The worm is an affront to all our kinds>> it said in a sibilant hiss. << But I grow impatient >>

It turned its massive head, and in a tremendous crunch, bit down on one of the far edges of the stadium like it was made of butter, catching only a few individuals but individuals nonetheless.

Lawrence considered just watching, seeing the whole thing as a spectacle worth observing, but there was the nagging feeling Rodney would hate this and there would be questions to contend with later.

He sighed heavily. “Come with me if you want.” He said. “Or don’t, your call. But wards might save them from collateral damage.” And when he spoke next it was in a different voice, one that echoed through the stadium in the same way “George”s had previously, a voice resonant and somehow fractured.

“You should have stayed away.” He said directly to it, and it stopped in its assault of the fleeing masses. “I’m not the same demon you fought last time.

He moved, dissolving into moths, thousands of them that twisted and shaped themselves into a vast portal, and from that portal wound a serpentine creature that coiled in the sky, with more wings, fins and eyes than could be counted, its flesh transparent like water.

As it emerged the abyssal flinched back a short distance.

The Leviathan shrieked at the thing and what might have been melodic below the ocean was a hundred thousand nails on a chalkboard. And yet it drove back the whispers and madness like a splash to the face.

“You’ve come here to die this time” it said and his halos of fractured mirror spun a little faster. “This time things will not be fair.” And maybe he even had help.

Roll a 1d20 to see how effective any ward Melvin might choose to use on the crowd is.
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Re: [PRP] No Invitation Needed (Melvin/Lawr)

Postby MoonKit Thu Aug 02, 2018 11:46 am

Roll: 16

Melvin watched as the stadium was bit into, but it was just the cusp, but he still saw people. He still saw them in it's maw before they were gone. Gone forever in this place where heaven and hell couldn't reach to catch them. Panicking, he saw at last when Lawr decided to take action and as the man twisted into the moths from before, Melvin wasted very little time in return.

He teleported straight to the stadium closest to the creature. Down below, it loomed even more massive than before, and he felt the colossal wave of madness it leaked out, causing him to cover his mouth in reflex nausea. This thing would drive a grown angel mad, what would it's lasting effects be on the weaker audience members? They needed more than just a simple barrier but one that could block all affects both magical and physical. It was with the own blessing of paranoia that he kept materials for seals at all time, never knowing when he would be trust in the mist of some battle or conflict. He had nearly died once in such an encounter and didn't want to be caught unaware again.

Inside his suit he pulled out a few stones to which he held in both fists. They had been compressed shell from his own body and were the best conductors for his own energy and power. There had been some in Lawr's own bracelet along with many other conductors from the other angels and demons who took part. As he watched, he breathed out as the Leviathan that Lawr had spoken of appeared and despite it's mirrors and moths, he knew the resemblance of myth and the ocean in it. It made sense to shift in order to use the full extend of your power, and Melvin looked back as the remaining crowd and knew he couldn't half-ass this kind of thing either.

He uncoiled, his own appearance that of a more classic Leviathan. A somber teal and blue with yellow tuffs of fur upon longer, extending spines about it's fins and back. It was a blessing that they knew to dismiss their own closing. He really disliked being naked after as Lawr had seen. Despite doing this, he was still smaller than the demon above, but at least he could expend more energy than before. To this, he took a breath. it was only luck that he started to work at the Facility and went back to practicing Seals far more often and with more focus than he had in the past decades. He wasn't as rusty but he hadn't made such a massive seal in some time. He'd just have to hope and have faith.

The seal first started as a cluster of light and started to unweave, runic after runic into a slowly forming spiral out, ring by ring by ring, like creating a web sliver by sliver, but once started went faster and faster in formation as it rose out and wider from Melvin to cover like a shield and warp back behind him to start going overhead to the crowd. Those who were smarter that had left would hopefully now be out of range but those still weakened or transfixed would soon see the runes overhead of themselves growing like a protective umbrella while the abysses madness weakened.
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Re: [PRP] No Invitation Needed (Melvin/Lawr)

Postby Baneful Thu Aug 02, 2018 12:53 pm

Lawr - 20, Abyssal - 5

20 percent of spectators unprotected

100 casualties already, unprotected spectators will die next time the abyssal outpaces lawr's rolls.
Shielding still 1d20, roll over 4 to cover them all.

Abyssal HP = 100
Damage roll 1d20 if attacking



Below Lawrence there was a flash of light as the seal spread itself out to cover the stadium and he grinned, a grin that stretched all the way back into his serpentine maw. It was an impressive lattice of magic and one that would keep at least some of the people below safe from what was to come.

Some of the spectators broke away from the daze they'd been in thanks to the seal and started making their way hurriedly out of the arena, climbing over chairs and fleeing from the huge terrible creatures overhead. Some of the more foolhardy or devil may care ones lingered to watch. It was after all, one hell of a show.

The huge impossibly long Duke twisted around himself and moved, wings flapping and demonstrating tremendous speed, launching himself physically at the vast creature. He shoved it backwards, but what happened next was less expected, all the thousands shards of mirror floating in the vast halos began to dig into the squirming writhing flesh and to teleport chunks of it away from the host body in tiny portals, tearing it apart systematically while he threw vast coils around it to hold it in place.

The titanic abyssal cried out in surprise and what could only be assumed to be pain as glowing blue blood dripped onto the black field. Lawrence twisted and sunk in his teeth, ripping off another huge chunk, tossing the still squirming tentacle aside. Abyssals were imperfect, they sought to live but didn't understand how it worked, they didn't understand skeleton and muscle and though their magical abilities were incredible, physical damage exacted upon their bodies in their own plane could be devastating. Lawrence knew this only because he had come close to death against them when he was much younger, assuming that magic could do to them what it could do to Hosts and finding he was very, very wrong.

With a scream of fury and agony the abyssal thrashed, crashing into the stadium with a thud that rocked the city, twisted in coils and trying to free itself from the creature that was tearing into him with very personal malice. Huge tendrils thrashed into the stands and deadly blood flooded from its wounds, sizzling like acid on anything it touched, its black flesh, scattered in chunks just as deadly to those who touched it.

Some of the people - a little more savvy than the others - moved to Melvin to huddle as close to him as they could, seeing him as the one protecting them from the danger overhead.
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Re: [PRP] No Invitation Needed (Melvin/Lawr)

Postby MoonKit Thu Aug 02, 2018 2:01 pm

The impact shook the ground amd rattled the stadium as it buckled and broke under the abysall. It was only luck that the entire stadoum didnt collapse from under then, and he pryaed under his breath that it would hold for their sake. He could only shield right now from the creature and not the fall of a falling stadium. Thr more the shield was impacted, the more he felt his power seeping out to reinforce any points of contact and draining against him.

Despite his gritting concentration, he watched as Laer twisted about George and sank his fangs into him in a pinning death-grip. It was such a primal manuever and he almost got lost imagung the sension of muscle against his own teeth and the strain of your body against a struggling enemy. The deal flickered a second bedore he looked back down and focused once more in what he was doing.

Around him he could smell blood and the heat still wafting from torn limbs. He could hear the cries of dispair and panic as others died, some melting in the acidic rain, and felt those cluster about him. He rose out his own wings to cover those about him best he was able. He had fo believe on Lawr to pull though and there was a sense a awe at how his halo could tear piece by piece your very existence.
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Re: [PRP] No Invitation Needed (Melvin/Lawr)

Postby Baneful Thu Aug 02, 2018 3:03 pm

Lawr - 9, Abyssal - 44

0 percent of spectators unprotected

150 casualties
Roll 1d10 to maintain defences, if below 5, cracks appear in the wards.

Abyssal HP = 71
Damage roll 1d20 if attacking


The Abyssal lurched and jerked, pulling free of Lawr's hold on it with an unholy screech, twisting back on itself until its jaws faced its assailant. Lawrence spat blue glowing blood from his mouth with a hiss and twisted to meet it.

In a moment its jaws lit like a dying star and with a roar it belched out what looked like a brilliant lazer directly at Lawrence, searing and unbearable.

<<COWER BEFORE MY STRENGTH>> it bellowed.

Lawrence felt the pain acutely, only just holding on as stray energy blasted forth and struck Melvin's wards. But the worst of it was the voices, the way reality and focus hazed. He found it more and more difficult to tell who the true enemy was, where he was, who he was. Everything faltered in the sickening abyssal energy. Not LIFE, not SIN, simply other, something twisted and contorted.

He let out a defiant roar as the light faded and lunged in once again to attack, determined to get to the glowing core of the beast.
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Re: [PRP] No Invitation Needed (Melvin/Lawr)

Postby MoonKit Thu Aug 02, 2018 3:50 pm

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It was suffocating and more and more he found himself dizzy and strained by everything pummeling his shield and senses. As much as he wanted tonwatch Lawr and the progress of the fight, he could no longer afford the distraction as more and more energy hit his shield. More and more of him pushed out into the network of seals to press against spots trying to shatter under the tremendous force and power assaulting them overhead. Each section felt like a brittle scale trying to dissentigrate under the blast.

The world around him swarmed and spun and it felt like being tossed into a boiling whirlpool. He felt lethargic and warm and cold and numb while every point of him ached in pain. It came in waves and spikes of sharp aching out from his fingers inward to wrap about his center to try and break him like a glass shard.

When he coukd recall nothing he stared onto to the central light in his hands - the anchor point between him and the seal.
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Re: [PRP] No Invitation Needed (Melvin/Lawr)

Postby Baneful Thu Aug 02, 2018 8:55 pm

Lawr - 32, Abyssal - 1

0 percent of spectators unprotected, wards holding

150 casualties
Roll 1d10 to maintain defences, if below 5, cracks appear in the wards.

Abyssal HP = 39
Damage roll 1d20 if attacking


Lawrence wasn't by any means the physically strongest of the Dukes, his strengths lay in trickery and elaborate reflective magic. He was better at teleporting than biting, which was incidentally why he was trying to fight using portals rather than just his teeth and coils. It was getting somewhere slowly but he was very glad Melvin was holding out protecting the people below from the madness overhead and he was determined to whittle down the creature. He just needed to get to the core, that was all he needed, it wouldn't be far.

He got traction again, digging in his razor sharp tail and winding it deep into the writhing black flesh like a corkscrew, focusing with all his might.

He could feel the energy in the center of it, the madness for now only making him more fixated on his goal than he was before.

Down in the crowd, people were absolutely huddling close to Melvin, in particular one very small demon child, a little fox faced one that held onto his trousers. It had lost its parent in the fray and in true childish fashion, drew close to the person it thought could save it.
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Re: [PRP] No Invitation Needed (Melvin/Lawr)

Postby MoonKit Thu Aug 02, 2018 10:49 pm

Roll: 2

His mind was on fire as he stared into the deep bright light of his seal, holding it as strongly together as he could. However, as time was progressing, the more he felt the pulling drain of maintaining such a massive shield for so long against so much damage upon it, and he breathed hard as sweat rolled down his brow as it tried to keep up with the unpredictable blasts of limb and acid all the while when the ground shook under him. He couldn't remember or sense much else around him, and the corners of his own vision were dimming as voices started to call out, whispering in multitudes before shouting warped phrases and songs.

He wouldn't be able to keep this up much longer, and he gritted his teeth as he felt parts of the barrier start to flicker and snap from the blows. There were still so many spectators here, and he glanced down to see the small child look up at him, and knew he'd wind up killing himself in this voidscape to keep the shield up.
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Re: [PRP] No Invitation Needed (Melvin/Lawr)

Postby Baneful Fri Aug 03, 2018 7:41 am

Lawr - 15, Abyssal - 11

0 percent of spectators unprotected, wards breaking

240 casualties
Roll 1d10 to repair defences, if below 5, the wards fall

Abyssal HP = 24
Damage roll 1d20 if attacking


Lawrence knew he was gaining traction now, fully twisted around the creature, crushing the damaged flesh and tearing off much larger chunks than before, every inch of him covered in glowing blue blood.

He wasn’t without injury himself but most of it for the time being seemed superficial.

The thrashing of both combatants was dangerous and more than once the enormous tail or fallen tentacles struck the wards.

<<I am almost there>> Lawrence said through clenched fangs buried in ragged and exposed blue flesh, he just needed one more good strike.

The small boy at Melvins feet turned his face against him and cried even though he had wanted so hard to be brave.

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