Kazooie

──── ⋆⋅✦⋅⋆ ──── "Hey, mom, can you help me out?" Akari raised an eyebrow as she looked to Rika, stretching a bit as she stood up from her seat, "What is it, Rainbow?" "...I know this isn't really my area of expertise, but I wanted to ask some questions about costume design... Especially when it comes to working with Quirks." Rika's hand brushed across the paper she had been doodling on, trying to figure out things, "I know you said I could ask for your help with it, and since the sports festival is coming up, I want to work on a sorta... Beta outfit. To test and see how well the idea works." Akari smiled for a moment, "Let me guess, you want it to shift with your colors, right? Oh short notice, that might be tough, but..." Her finger tapped at her cheek gently for a moment, "...I can do it. It might not function perfectly right now, but the ability is there. Expect a delay on the outfit actually shifting to match. That'll take time to get just right, but once I figure it out, I'll let you know." Rika beamed as she jumped up from her seat, wrapping her arms around her mother to give her a tight hug. "Thanks mom. I've gotta practice for the festival, so... I really appreciate you taking the time for it." She jumped up from her seat, giving a wave to her mom before she charged towards the door, running down the steps as she did. She didn't see her mother pick up the sheet of paper she left behind with the notes for the outfit, but she knew Akari would. Starting Line The Festival's excitement was contagious. People were mingling among each other as they waited for the first round to begin, but Rika was focused on her plan. She knew the test wouldn't be straightforward enough for her to get through by sneaking entirely, but... She had to stop thinking that. It was her greatest advantage in this whole thing. She adjusted the glove on her hand, a deep breath escaping her as she closed her eyes. "I would've preferred something more... Covering, but I guess this works..." She recognized a few faces around the General Course students. The boy surrounded by the 'adoring crowd'... It was impossible to not know about him, he was probably the top contender for becoming a Hero without being in the Hero Course. She had to assume that the only reason she had done better than him in the entrance exam must've been because he didn't know enough people to get them to cheer him on. She didn't spend much time around him, but... He had a tendency to attract people to him, attention to him. She didn't want to have to deal with that, she wanted to stay away from him. There were a few other faces she knew from the General Course, but he was the one she wanted to avoid the most... Well, second most. The other one... She didn't see her anywhere, she had to assume she was lost in the crowd. Then the announcement started. The task for them was finally laid out... And that was a good sign for Rika. She could do that. Rescue work was, honestly, what she expected to specialize in when she had more experience. Fighting was necessary, but she was more fit for recon, for sneaking into places. And if this was a mock rescue scenario... There would be opportunities. She brought her fists up in front of her, nodding her head as she puffed out her cheeks. "It's my time to shine." ”Go! You only have half an hour!” Rika dashed. She didn't waste any time as she jumped on the nearest wall, digging those small, sharp claws into it as she started to climb, finding loose spots to grab onto it as she made her way up. She knew what to look for, she knew there was one kind of situation she could be perfect for. A mock city would have a shopping district, and near there... She narrowed her eyes, scanning the horizon from the wall she had scaled. Perfect. She climbed up the building, making her way across it as she jumped from it, her arms reaching out as she grabbed onto the next, sliding down it a bit. It wasn't the fastest way to travel, but her view was unrivaled by anything on the ground. She almost envied the people who could fly on their own... This way, I think. She found it, what she had been search for this entire time. It was a gamble, but when you make a mock city like this, you don't turn down a classic scenario... In front of a large, gleaming bank, built to tower over the road and prominently display itself, there was a stand off. Inside, there were what appeared to be robots dressed to hide their appearance, all holding various firearms... And outside, robots that were clearly modeled after police officers, none of which were making a move to approach the building. A classic. A bank heist gone wrong. Inside, there would be poor hostages held... In a real scenario, it would be nerve wrecking. Here, it only made her hands tremble as she started to adjust her colors. She focused hard to get herself to match the paint on the walls of the bank, and after a few moments, her new suit started to change as well, setting her up to scale that wall while the robbots were distracted by the police. She was forced to assume this would be a delicate situation, real robbers would use the hostages as collateral, setting them up to be killed if any strange moves were made. She had to hope that applied here, as terrible as it sounded. That meant people wouldn't be able to barge in immediately if they couldn't handle all the bots at once, any of those stuffed animals could be taken out of commission. A slow, methodical approach was better here. She labored up the building, it was a lot bigger than it should've been, but... She could tell from peeking in the windows, it was only two stories. There seemed to be an employee break room she could enter in from the outside balcony, that was her way into the building. She climbed onto the balcony and entered the room, careful to shut that door slowly and silently behind her. The lights were all on, but she adjusted her colors to match the interior now as she sidled up to the wall... P R O G R E S S There were a few robbots patrolling the upper floor, but not very many. She only saw two walking back and forth, and that was a good sign for her. The less ground they covered, the less she had to worry. The two were standing next to each other, looking down the balcony overlooking the main floor of the bank as she started to creep her way out of the room. Her hands were shaking a tiny bit, but thankfully... She didn't need those. She let her tongue lash out suddenly, the appendage curling around the two bots and tugging them back, away from the balcony, right into each other. She kept them together as she let those clawed hands dig into their arms, using the grip to slide them right into the break room. The two bots were stunned for a moment, but they brought their firearms up as they tried to pry themselves free from that tongue. She uncurled it from around them, one of them starting to dash for door... Before the tongue came down hard on its head, bonking it to the floor as the bot shut off. The other one fired a rubber bullet towards Rika as she dove to the ground, her tongue lashing out once again... This time, wrapping around a leg and tugging, pulling the robbot right down with her. It fell, hitting it's head on the ground and also powering down... Leaving the room silent once more. She just had to hope that didn't make enough noise to alert the robbots down the stairs. Her colors had shifted during the fight subconsciously, she only just noticed that her outfit was a deep, dark shade of green with blue stripes. Nausea was setting in for a moment, she just had to be thankful these weren't real people at the moment. She gulped down the feeling, taking a deep breath as she grabbed a firearm, noticing the silencer attached, from one of the downed robbots, and let herself calm down... P R O G R E S S Those colors returned to the matching color of the walls of the bank, and she slipped out the door, looking at the main floor from the balcony. There were three more robbots down there, two of them seemed to be 'arguing', motioning to the cops, all without saying a word. Mimicking an actual bank robbery, the bots even had separate ideals about how the scenario should've played out... At least, this one did. She looked towards the teller stations. One bear. It was dressed in a nice little suit and situated on a stool. Adorable. There was a group of other little stuffed animals off to the side, tied together in a bundle. Four more hostages, all dressed in various little fancy outfits, high living hostages indeed.. Five hostages. One robbot didn't seem eager to fight off the police. Two others were still looking to plan an escape. That was the scenario. She looked at the rubber bullets in the firearm, five total. They wouldn't cause harm, but she could assume the downstairs bots also had that many each. Rika's gaze returned to looking around the bank's lower floor. There were strange decorations on the wall. A mounted boar's head was above the door where one robbot occasionally approached, motioning to the cops to stand down. 'His' gun waved towards the teller each time he did that, it was like he was on loop. She had to assume the guns had enough force to hurt, but not kill... So they probably wouldn't deactivate the bots. She could work with this still, it was more than she came into the test with. She aimed the firearm for a moment... The bot on loop kept on moving towards the door... And once he was over it, she aimed for boar's head mounted on the wall and shot at it twice. It was precariously mounted... And with that bullet hitting it, it wobbled around and started to dislodge itself, right with the second bullet hit, letting it fall to the ground and hit the bot on the head. That... Probably would've injured a normal person badly, but the bot seemed to just shut down, slumping to the floor. P R O G R E S S The other two robbots definitely noticed that. They turned towards their attention to their fallen... Comrade? Criminal? And ran towards the door. They were on guard now, their firearms lifted into the air. Rika watched for a moment, they didn't seem to immediately aim for their hostages... But she knew that they knew. The silencer couldn't remove the sound entirely, they knew a shot had been fired, they just didn't know why... Or where. Rika shifted along the balcony as she watched them scope out the area. She reached a point where the balcony met the wall of the floor below her, and waited as her color shifted. She hid the firearm inside of her new outfit as she climbed her way onto the wall, latched onto it as she started to ease herself down to the first floor, behind the teller's counter. She couldn't go for the stairs, it was too close, too obvious for the robbots. She silently eased herself onto the floor as she peeked over the teller's counter, her colors shifted to ease her appearance into the background of the wall behind her. She gripped the firearm in her hand once again, the two bots seeming to panic. The one who was distraught over the cops earlier was 'shaking' a bit, no doubt to simulate that nervousness over the situation... While the more hardened of the two brought his arm up to aim towards their hostages. Rika brought her arm up suddenly, aiming towards that arm and shooting. The rubber bullet barely missed the robbots hand, but instead hit the gun, sending his arm jerking back as the gun flew out of it. She aimed directly at him, "Get down!" Her voice barked out with strength she didn't even now she had in her... But behind the counter, her legs were trembling. The second, nervous robbot immediately dropped his weapon, getting down, as the other one tried to scoop up the gun he dropped. Rika jumped over the counter, her tongue curled up... And slamming down into his back, forcing the bot the ground as he fired. The rubber bullet slammed into Rika's shoulder, the impact from her tongue sending it off course, but she bit down on her tongue as she ignored the pain. The cops rushed into the building once the two bots were down... And they 'collected' them, leaving Rika to scoop up the little hostages in her arms, escorting them outside to the rest of the officers. "...That was... Nerve destroying." She let out a deep sigh, rubbing at her shoulder. That was going to leave one hell of a bruise... But she couldn't stop yet. ──── ⋆⋅✦⋅⋆ ────

──── ⋆⋅✦⋅⋆ ──── "What the...?" Rika could only watch as Tsubasa was suddenly pinned against the wall, her first instinct was to jump towards the other student, her eyes wide as she landed on the ground nearby. "Kaenbyou Tsubasa, you are under arrest." That was not what she had expected to hear at all, her tail was swishing behind her as she had to restrain herself from lunging forward. It took a second since the... Adrenaline from the previous fight still hadn't quite worn off... As she listened to the explanation given by the sudden intruder, her face dropped a bit. It didn't mean much to her personally, but... She very much knew what that implied for the others. Her skin had adjusted back to a normal color, but... As she looked at the scene unfolded, her skin turned a deep shade of blue. "...Well shit." ___ "I wish we could have class like normal...but as you all know by now, your classmate Kaenbyou Tsubasa has been leaking information from the Hero Course to a group of unidentified villains since the semester started." Rika was not amused by this turn of events. She had only know the catgal for a tiny bit, but she had enjoyed the company of her. She was just slightly enough out there without quite driving her insane. The pit in her stomach was rather adequately represented on her body by an uncomfortable shade of gray mixed with yellow, swirling around her body as she looked up at the teacher. The continued presentation... "A... Sports festival, now? Really?" She couldn't quite hold it back as she said that immediately, Hakaro was just as quick to the draw and possibly even more indignant about the announcement, and honestly, she couldn't bring herself to disagree. Her mother had been pushing to get her to leave, almost as quickly as she got there, to just leave. Those words rung in her head for the past week. 'If you really have to keep this up, there are a dozen safer options. I could pull strings, play nice with the crazy ones, and get you just about anywhere else, you were already approved for U.A. now. They'll take you just about anywhere if I sell it properly.' She didn't want that. She worked herself ragged to get here, she had only just barely, luckily made the cut after everything. ”Because the top 10 are all going to be there. Not to mention the school staff! This year’s sports festival is going to be the safest place in all of Japan!” She glanced up at the sudden intrusion, her thoughts were still racing after everything that had happened, even her father was losing his luster with U.A. after Tsubasa's treachery was made apparent. That concerned her more than anything her mother could have said about the situation. She spent ages trying to convince them she was fine, but she was shaken. She wasn't sure they even bothered to listen to her in the end. She was expecting them to show up any minute now and drag her out of the class. She slowly raised one of those swirling hands, a concerned look on her face, "...What if that's what they're wanting? If you have all ten gathered here, who's to say they don't want to send a message by screwing it up with the Pros all here? Or what if they have a target that's off campus and you all can't do anything to help? Do you all even know anything about this group?" ──── ⋆⋅✦⋅⋆ ────

Death Game by Majority Hey, you. You know what a Majority Vote is? No? Great, then that means the game is fresh for everyone. That’s wonderful news, we don’t have to worry about preparing you all too much. We’ll wake you up when it’s your turn to go. ━━━━━━━ ⟡ ━━━━━━━ RP Information ━━━━━━━ ⟡ ━━━━━━━ The Game Itself ━━━━━━━ ⟡ ━━━━━━━ Like I said, I don't know for sure when I can start this. Even if I don't really have enough people interested, that's okay! I'll turn it into a story instead of using as RP material. As is, I don't know if it's really that great for RP's as is, and I give it to the judgement of the site to determine that. A forum game, possibly, would be easier to run, but one of the biggest draws of it to me is the potential for character development and interaction. That said, it would be very dialogue heavy, there isn't much in the way of combat in this type of RP, though strength is necessarily useless. There's also the nature of the Main Game to think about. Realistically... The game could be over in the very first Main Game. If that happened, well, it would be sad for the RP, but I take that as the natural, potential course of it. Not every game is meant to last for ages, and this one could end quickly, or be much longer, depending on how the cast votes. If it winds up not being of interest, that's understandable, that's the point of interest checks after all.

my nerves has been killing me lately. i'm finally, actually doing some writing again, that's great, i finished a one-shot story in a day, roughly 10k words. it was nice to get something done. then i close it and go about my day. then i start thinking about how anxious i am about the quality, i do some editing. i'm just not happy with it. despite being happy at first. i find things to nitpick, to get upset about. the entire reason i finished it one day, though i didn't wanna admit it at the time, is that i think i would've deleted it halfway through if i didn't. now that it's finished, i still have that urge to delete it, to make sure others don't see it, cause i don't think it's worth putting out there. and here I am, rambling about it, cause i feel like if I hold it in anymore I'll explode. it's really starting to grate on me and my nerves are more shot than usual, even though i've been productive, it feels like i made no progress.

•┈┈┈••✦ ✦••┈┈┈• "Hi. It's not pretty up there." Vivian paused for a moment as she heard that, the sight of the girl coming out of the room definitely caught her just a bit off guard as she rubbed at her cheek gently, “...Yeah, I kinda guessed that, it seemed like a bad idea to hang out in there too long. I felt a… Bad aura in there, probably the spirit, you know? It felt like it got stronger earlier, I didn’t wanna take a peak alone. Stronger in numbers and all that.” Vivian thought that was a fair reason, honestly. It wasn’t like her power gave her immense combat abilities, she was mostly good for blasting a few of the smaller monsters a bit harder than most. While it was true she didn’t wanna go in by herself, the more important bit was that she wanted to stall for time. If she got that sword and the boy’s power to go with it… Maybe then she’d be able to do something. Even if she had to figure it out first. Telling other people that though… Don’t give them ammo to think they’re stronger than you. “I kind of regret taking a peek at all,” Alice sighed, slumping down against the wall. Seriously, what the hell was that thing? Processing what she’d witnessed in that room wasn’t a quick and easy task. At least she wasn’t left out on her own for it. Talking to people helped with that sort of thing. “If I knew we were up against some Lovecraftian nasty I would have just stayed home. There’s better ways to get gacha funds than by risking my life like this.” Viv paused for a second as she tilted her head up, a brow raising as she did, “I’ve only heard bits and pieces, but aren’t those the games that… Reaaally abuse their model to scrape cash from people? There’s definitely better ways than this to get money for that.” She didn’t want to condemn the practice too early, there was a beauty in what those creators had put together, but it seemed to lack any sport… Risking your life for it was a different matter, even to her. “Is it really that bad though? I thought it just got a little power bump… Don’t tell me it was way bigger than I expected?” “It’s bad.” As much as Alice wanted to defend gacha practices, this wasn’t really the time for that. Reaching out with her hands to signify the size of just what was up there, she explained “It’s like… that big. But bigger. With this nasty…” Alice swung one of her arms forward, as if lashing out with that monster of a flail that was attached to that monster of a ghost. “I don’t even have a combat-oriented ability. Maybe with a higher PPL, but as-is the best I could do is kill it by tearing the whole building down. And some of the surrounding ones too.” Even that was probably an exaggeration. RVs and trailer homes were one thing, but there was no way Alice could tear down a big ol’ steel-and-concrete business building. “Not worth it.” Vivian sighed gently as she rubbed at her cheek gently once more, her fingers starting to scratch against it as she spoke up, “...Yeah, I don’t really have a good combat ability either. I think if we had some more time, I could scrounge up a plan, but I need to know what I’m dealing with to do that, which means going in the scary door over there.” She brought her hand down from her face, slipping it into her pocket as she leaned back against the wall and glanced up, “...A higher PPL though? That’ll give ya a fighting chance, maybe? Hell, I’m willing to try, wanna make a wager, kid?” “You can’t just give out PPL like that, though! Unless that’s your ability?” Now that was a thought! But if she was handing out PPL to people but still had more leftover than Alice had total… just who was this woman? Being a PPL battery for others sounded like a pretty shitty power. Though, there were times that she’d rather have that over that thing… which she did to the… Uh-oh. With a newfound sense of urgency, Alice got up to her feet and made a beeline for the nearest window, peering out. Immediately, her lips curled inward as a firmly “I fucked up” type of expression spread across her face. Oh dear. Hopefully everyone was too distracted by what was going on in this building to worry about outside right now. No no no, stressing over this would only make it worse. Alice turned her attention back to the PPL battery. “Alright, you’re on. What’s the bet?” Viv grinned a little bit, she wasn’t entirely sure what was going on with the weather outside at first… If it got her new ‘friend’ here to react like that, it probably meant she was involved in it with her power. Really though, that didn’t matter to her at the moment, “Easy bet, you know? I bet I can pump up your PPL level. If I can’t, you win… I dunno, a golden watch. I’ve got a couple of these back at home and it doesn’t seem like sword boy is gonna win his bet.” She held up her wrist, letting the watch dangling on it flash towards Alice as she did. Really play to that ‘gachi’ addict nature of her’s, she could get a pretty penny for it… “If I can pump it up, you get better control of whatever it is you do, we go in that room and we try and stall for time against this thing. If you die, or when the creature-slash-crazy spirit dies, I get the PPL back. Honestly, it’s a no-lose situation for ya, right?” “It sure is. You’re on!” Alice strutted over to the battery girl and held out a firm hand to shake. “Though, I gotta say, a new watch does sound tempting…” She laughed as she nodded her head, “...If we survive this, I’ll give you a chance to bet for it another time.” She took the hand, giving it a small shake. Honestly, she had no idea if this would work or not. Theoretically, her power does let her transfer PPL as part of the winnings for the bet. So… She shouldn’t have to do anything fancy here. She tapped her foot on the ground for a moment, before glancing at her watch again… “Oh! Looks like it does work after all, I was sorta worried. I won’t be taking any bigger bets for a little bit though...” She grinned as she felt a familiar rush running through her body, though usually… It wasn’t going to be going this way, a draining sensation, something that made her feel as though she was disconnecting from her gambling prowess just a tiny bit… PPL: 340 -> 90 While Alice would get the opposite sensation, a feeling of energy starting to fill her body, a stronger connection to her powers. When it came to these abilities it can definitely be hard to describe, but a natural understanding of her power perhaps was the best way to put it. Not necessarily perfect... But better. PPL: 250 -> 500 “Wha! That’s incredible!” She could feel it! She felt… completely the same! Physically, at least. Mentally though, she felt… sharper? More finely-tuned. Like how a sword may have felt fresh off the grindstone. It was hard to describe. For a moment, Alice turned to the window again, considering the possibility that maybe she could reverse the effects of her abilities? However, she didn’t want to chance it right now. Things had already gotten a bit out of hand, and if she tried to fix it but only made it worse with twice her usual PPL… no thanks. “Now this is cool! Alright, let’s go kick some eldritch ghost butt!” This was just the shot of confidence she needed right now! Viv took a deep breath as she pushed herself from the wall, her face losing a bit of the light it had in it previously, “Yep, let’s get ready to go stare death in the face. I’m collecting my winnings, let’s hope it’s the spirit that fulfills the conditions and not you.” She stretched for a moment, turning towards the scary door as she mumbled, “...I’m not confident in my ability to stay alive for very long in there, but we just need to stall for a little longer.” •┈┈┈••✦ ✦••┈┈┈•

S-Tier: The Sun, The Emperor, The Hierophant, The Moon, The World A-Tier: The Stars, Strength, The Devil, The Hermit, The Empress B-Tier: The Fool, Judgement, The Magician, The High Priestess, Justice C-Tier: Death, The Chariot, The Hanged Man, Wheel of Fortune, The Lovers, Temperance F-Tier: The Tower i am not taking questions

pikachu

•┈┈┈••✦ ✦••┈┈┈• Feint right, uppercut to the creature's face as it tried to dodge. Honestly, she was getting slightly annoyed with this back and forth. It was sluggish enough to not really hit her, but she wasn't really forceful enough to dispel the creature straight up. This back and forth game would just go on and on until one of them tired out... And they were steadily getting further and further through the building, working through the floors as she let out a tiny sigh. She couldn't even stall the bet this way, but... Considering how long this bout had been going on, maybe she was doing fine on time anyway. It didn't seem like anyone else was really making all that much progress, considering there were still plenty of spooks about. Duck. Jab to the cheek, pull back. Sidestep. Their little dance continued as Vivian made her assault on the creature a little bit... Slower. She was starting to worry about outlasting this creature, it seemed to have no concept of fatigue, while she certainly did. Her saving grace was that the creature itself wasn't very speedy. She was able to stall it out thanks to that, but it did mean that neither of them were making any real progress... And then, as if the building itself was groaning, a dense, heavy feeling sank down upon Vivian's shoulders. It would've been bad for her normally... But her foe also seemed to be weighed down by it, before shooting itself up... And turning away from her. She blinked for a moment, "H-Hey! Where the hell do you think you're going?! We aren't done here!" She was about to chase after the spirit, but it wasted no time in fleeing from the scene. She was astonished by the speed of the spirit at this point, had it even been taking her seriously previously? She took a deep breath as she put a hand on her hip, a small chill running down her spine as she mumbled lightly. "Damn, I could gotten a little chunk of power from absorbing that thing... I guess the alternative is..." She turned her way towards where that chill had emanated from, a nearby staircase seemed to be potentially leading towards the 'big bad' of the dungeon. She rubbed at her cheek for a moment, a little sigh escaping her as she took a glance around. It was probably a bad idea to go alone up there, if only sword boy was around, it was almost time for her to collect her winnings... Or maybe Mr. Big Shot from earlier. Either way, there wasn't a lot she could do on her own against a bigger spirit. "...I guess that means I'm waiting, for now. Hopefully the others get here before too long." •┈┈┈••✦ ✦••┈┈┈•

the lion would just dodge the lion

I've started actually collecting physical MTG cards to use in the future, and while it's not like I've got anything super rare right now, I've got some stuff that actually is pretty nice to have. From Zendikar I got a alt art, foil Lotus Cobra which isn't worth much but it is super pretty and I can use it in some decks. Miraug, Fury of Akoum is nice to have, and I got a foil Brightclimb Pathway which isn't amazing but still neat to have. The World Tree from Kaldhiem and I managed to snag two Jumpstart packs just a few days ago with Rise of the Dark Realms and Oracle of Mul Daya... So for a collection that started with Zendikar Rising, I'm actually pretty happy with some of the stuff I've managed to snag. Actually, I kinda forgot from Kaldhiem that I got a Tyvar Kell, Alt art Tergrid, and Koma, Cosmos Serpant which is a commander I would like to build someday.

lions win because they just dodge the sun

guys, the lions would win just because it's a LOT of lions? like?

lions would win cause that's a lot of lions

•┈┈┈••✦ ✦••┈┈┈• With a quick feint with her left hand, she caught the monster's attention briefly as it attempted to intercept fist with a block... Only for her to slide to the right, her right fist slamming in against the creature's head with a flash of bright light. She grinned as it connected, sending the monster sliding backwards as it steadied itself with a low hiss in her direction all over again. She brought her hands back up, giving a few, taunting punches in the specter's direction as she grinned. "Weren't expecting that, were you? Good to know even spirits fall for the classics!" She laughed as the monster ran towards her suddenly, the head reeling backwards as it prepared to headbutt her properly. She grabbed at the creature as it slammed itself towards her, her hands catching the metal of it's head as they started to glow once again... She cried out in pain as she held the creature in place... A point blank burst of energy formed in her hands and she blasted it right in the ugly mug. She grinned as she sent the creature sprawling to the ground in front of her, a low groan escaping her as she brought her foot down onto and stomped down onto it, before sliding backwards as it started to rise up and hit her in return. She winced in pain, shaking her head gently as she saw her pointer finger on the right hand slightly... Dislodged. It looked bad, it definitely didn't feel good, but the blast that the creature got was worth it. She would have to worry about settling her finger later, right now, metalhead was stirring again. She lunged towards before it got up entirely, her left hand slamming palm down into it's back, shoving the creature against the floor again as that familiar burst of energy shot straight into it's back, a low hiss escaping her, "Damn, just how tanky of a bastard are you? I'm not the one who's supposed to be slowed down here!" She slammed her fist against the specter's face suddenly, before opening up her palm to grab onto it. With a low huff, the soulblast energy formed around her hand, popping right against her foe... And she jumped back off him, landing on her feet as she watched the creature smoke from her assault. It twitched on the ground as it started to rise up once again, a little groan escaping her as she steadied herself, taking a deep breath as the monster started to run towards her once it was back to its feet. She panted a tiny bit, she had used a fair bit of energy on that burst of punches and it seemed like the creature wasn't ready to give up just yet. Her hand was aching from the struggle here, and she let out a little tch. For such a low PPL, this thing was sure putting a fight to not keel over like she wanted it to... As it approached her, it went for another headbutt towards her midsection, her body twisting to the left to avoid being hit head on. She watched it as it caught itself from the charge, the creature stumbling for a moment as it twisted itself around to her once again. "There we go..." •┈┈┈••✦ ✦••┈┈┈•

──── ⋆⋅✦⋅⋆ ──── Rika watched as the briefcase wobbled around with the panda's adjustments, dropping down to the ground as she caught herself and stood up slowly. Her job wasn't done, but the way the teacher was backed against the wall... She wouldn't be able to continue her assault from the ceiling now. "Your chameleon friend is really doing her job, huh?" the panda laughed as she adjusted her shoulders, "Didn't even know she got a lick on this thing! But it's time for you kids to learn a very, very important lesson... What villain cares about property damage?" Rika narrowed her eyes a tiny bit, watching as the teacher's hand slammed back against the poor wall behind her, the fragile existence of it being shattered as it opened up, giving her an option to flee. "...Run all you want." Xiónglǎohǔ could run for ages if she wanted, but if this was going to be a battle of attrition... She could sneak around the cityscape at a slower pace, keeping herself hidden, as she searched for the Panda Hero. But it wouldn't come to that, she doubted that was the type of the this particular Hero would want to play. Rika took a deep breath, watching as Tsubasa started to sprint off, a little snort escaping her as she shook her head a bit. The fact that they were going to have to keep up with her made things a little more iffy, but... They would have to trust in Tsubasa to stay focused and keep the panda distracted as they continued to pry that suitcase away from the 'villain'. Luckily for her, it seemed that the spider boy had a plan for how to make that distract effective. She grinned for a moment as she nodded her head, "...Sounds like throwing a rock here is a good plan. While you two do that, I'll try to sneak around on the buildings nearby her. You, uh. Probably won't see me, but keep her distracted and I'll wear down that tape as much as I can... We just have to hope Tsubasa is watching the case if it falls off and I can't grab it." She took a deep breath... And once the others began their own preparations, she took off herself, jumping out of the hole in the wall and dashing down the street. She slammed her hand against one of the buildings, a little wince escaping her as she clawed her way onto it and began to climb across it, looking down at the scene below her. She didn't go too high up, just enough to where she would be out of the corner of the panda's eyes, and her colors had already shifted to match the buildings. When she passed by a bit of window it would be a bit harder to emulate it... But as long as they kept the teacher distracted, she shouldn't see it too quickly... Instead of aiming for the same spot as before, Rika landed on the ground on the opposite side of it, remaining behind the teacher as she quietly dropped to the ground. She waited for the barrage of ballista shots from the others to finally start... When it did, her tongue lashed out again, this time on the other side of the briefcase. It was a slow process all over again, but wearing down the tape on either side... Seemed like the best option they had to try and succeed here. If this didn't work... Then she'd have to get more physical. ──── ⋆⋅✦⋅⋆ ────

dewit

I was holding on to responding to this until I got my thoughts together, so I think I'm gonna try to keep this brief. It was a good show with a rushed ending. That's not to say it was... Bad? The ending made sense, logically, but with the speed they explained things, it felt rushed and unfulfilling to a degree. Watching the characters interact in that situation was still enjoyable, and the path they went down did make 'sense', but it didn't make sense in the context of what they had already established, if you know what I mean. If the show had two, three more episodes, it could have reached the ending a lot, lot more organically. I think the same ending, with more build up to it, would have made sense, but at the same time, I don't think you can cut off the early episodes that seem 'fillery' because they establish what kind of world you're in very well, and have some important character moments in them too. So that leads me to thinking it just needed a few more episodes... Cause the pacing was alright prior to the final few episodes. I'm biased though. I've gone on the record saying that, for me, I think the most important part of any series is the characters. Characters need to be solid, likeable or at least understandable. And I loved the main cast and the majority of the supporting characters in this show. I have a hard time picking a favorite character. It's not perfect, and I wish the ending had more time to be fleshed out, but it's a show I'm glad that I watched.

•┈┈┈••✦ ✦••┈┈┈• "Course, it's not an antique or anything. I'd bet my PSI Whetstone that make it so lethal if I could, but that's not a very realistic thing to wager. Ha!" Hook, line and sinker. She brought up the hand with the watch on it, tilting her head back towards the man as he spoke up, "Deal. My watch against your sword there... And whatever the PSI Whetstone is." She turned on her heels towards him, a smirk on her face as she clapped her hands together, "I'll keep track of the time, so don't you worry about it. If we go below two hours, you get it. Between two and three and we'll call it a tie. If we go over three... I win and I'll claim the spoils! Let the dice roll." "So...uh...how do you exorcise a ghost?" She paused as she heard that, a little snort escaping her, "I mean... You never accidentally just...?" She held her hand up, making a vague thrusting gesture with it as she tilted her head. She didn't have time to expand on what she meant though, instead they were given the joy of seeing a spirit rush towards their fearless leader. She hesitated for a brief moment, before her hand rose up towards the creature. She narrowed her eyes as she aimed towards it. This one was definitely bigger than she was used to, the energy from it seemed to be not... Too far off her own PPL even... And that man just obliterated it like it was nothing. She didn't even need to prepare like that in the end, and instead she gave a low whistle as she nodded her head. He was definitely a cut above everyone else here. "Anyway, now that that lug is out of the way, I'd say the stairwell is the safe bet. I've heard plenty of stories of haunted elevators. Doesn't sound very fun to me. Feel free to come along, but I'm not signing autographs." She let out a tiny 'aw' as she started to follow behind him, a little puff escaping her, "Aw, no autographs? Too baaaad..." She shrugged her shoulders a tiny bit, before glancing over her shoulder towards the man from earlier, "Don't forget our bet! I sure won't!" She shot him a little finger gun, before heading up the stairs as she rolled up her sleeves. "I wanna see what this building has to offer! Spirits are fun, when you've got nothing better to do." --- Honestly, she wasn't sure what she was looking for here. She wasn't really interested in making this a speedy process. She had a sword riding on this now, which means... Slowing down the others would be a good idea. At the same time, she could take this as an opportunity to make herself a little bit stronger, which is definitely something she was interested in. If she didn't win the sword, after all, she'd need to just keep getting stronger. Can't threaten people with a sword you don't have. She stretched her arms a bit as she made her way through the building, a few people had started to split off, heading in their own directions and scouring the floor for more information on what they were dealing with. She reached into her jacket pocket to pull out some bandages, wrapping them around her hands slowly as she glanced around. There would be a fight here eventually, and even if it wasn't physical... She turned herself off from the main group just a bit, peeking around the corner of the hall way intersection, waiting to see if there were any spirits lingering about... And, boy, did she find an ugly one. It seemed to lurch about, stumbling about the building... That tall, lanky figure just made those movements look unnatural. She couldn't really tell if it was guarding something, just stumbling around, if it even really had any thoughts in that ugly mug it carried around, but what she could tell is that it wasn't too strong of a PPL coming from the creature. Around 40ish, if she was betting on it. She waited for it to take a turn away from where she was face, her arm rotating slowly to prepare the muscles for what she was about to do. Realistically, this was probably a really bad idea. That wasn't going to stop Vivian though, slowly approaching the creature from behind as she took a boxing stance up, her fists brought up in front of her. She wasn't likely to get all the way towards the creature, and as much as she wanted to pull off a sneak attack, she was pretty sure she wasn't going to be able to take it out in one punch. Hugging the right wall, she grabbed and tugged a closed door open behind her. The sound of the opening door caught the spirit's attention, the thing turning almost instantly towards her as she stopped in place. She kept her fists raised up, waiting... "Come on." The creature seemed to hiss as it started to lunge towards Vivian, her eyes narrowing a tiny bit as she watched the way it rushed towards her. She shifted her feet slightly to the left, before jumping to the side as the spirit started to bring its head down towards the spot she had been standing. She quickly brought a fist towards the creature's midsection, aiming for where the ribs of a normal human would've been... And a burst of energy exploded from her fist against the creature, hitting it with a quick soulblast as she sidestepped behind it, waiting for the spirit to move once again. What she didn't expect was for it to whip around, barely raising its head up and instead using that to aim for her own ribcage, her hands barely moving in time to block the hit, a low hiss escaping her as she stepped back. "Gah, you're more trouble than you look, huh?" She shook her hand a bit, shrugging off the impact as best as she could manage. She brought up her fists again, watching as the creature started to stand itself back up to the full height, towering over her as she watched it move once more. As it lunged forward once again, she shifted herself to the right, delivering another quick jab towards the spirit's torso, another flash of energy escaping her fist as it connected with the lanky being, "Unlucky for you, I'm used to being the underdog." •┈┈┈••✦ ✦••┈┈┈•