destinystrings | Pandemonium

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Who: Everyone [Open]
Where: The Entire City | 18th from 1am to 11pm
Summary: Complete and utter chaos
Warnings: Despair
Music: Break my Soul

Chaos.

There was no other way to describe the mood in the city, the streets filled with civilians attempting to huddle to the closest safe havens. The demons who had walked a fragile alliance with humans, previously content to stay underground due to the fact that they knew they would be pushed back, suddenly filled the streets - attacking on sight when they saw humans showing themselves to be weak. The darker monsters among them relished in this new opportunity, ignoring humanity's pleas and destroying what little remained of the city's peaceful sanity.

Everywhere, the city was a tumultuous mixture of those still stuck in their childish forms, with some back to their older selves trying to fix what they could and reestablish electrical power and barriers. Some demons, siding with humanity despite everything, aided them by keeping the others at bay. Personas were out in full force, swarming the skies and pushing back invaders. But it simply wasn't enough.

Without a network and all of the news outlets completely silent, everyone was left to fend for themselves... and it wasn't pretty.

The Visitors had to act as fast as they could, still in their child forms or not. There was so much to do, and without any directives. No intel sent to their heads explaining the situation. The Wise Men facility was silent. No one seemed to be answering...

[OOC - Here is the City Page. Your character can be anywhere and either look for clues, help people out or simply try to defend themselves. Remember, there is no electrical power right now, and most of the areas of the city are dark.

It's up to you to decide what to do. Shall you go save civilians, reestablish power, go to the MAGI headquarters? The choices will affect the game. There is a planning post in the OOC comm, create teams, decide what to do and help save Hinoto-Ri by following this link. Just know that, tonight, someone you might have thought an ally will declare themselves a foe.

Good luck.]

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[He really shouldn't be snorting. This is not the time to be amused whatsoever, but Dagran can't help himself.

There's a reason laughing during a fight isn't exactly smart though, and he's found out why; even as he tries to correct his charge by turning around, the Bilwis' indignation distracts him enough that he totally messes up his attempt at a slick turn.

And Dagran trips neatly over his own feet only to fall flat on his ass. Cool.

Even as he scrambles to his feet, the quick little demon's already righted itself and gained the advantage; so much so that he only rights himself to come face to face with the pitchfork.
Well, so much for his cool ascendancy into Persona-usership. He squeezes his eyes shut for what seems like forever, praying that this is just another fever dream and he'll wake up in his nice bed--

Thunk. Something's parried the pitchfork, not that he knows what it is. Too busy believing he's dead.]

Look out -- !

[Atsuro's call is pretty useless, as it comes right when the Bilwis has already begun its thrust. There is a flicker of light as his own Persona - a youth bearing a staff from which streams of water flowed, rather than the stone monstrosity from earlier - coalesces into being, but this, too, seems to prove unnecessary...]

...Nice.

Ho! Brought along friends, huh? ...A Persona's not gonna save you now, pipsqueak!

[The Bilwis rears back with its pitchfork once more, and this time, the end gleams with a sickly green light as it thrusts towards the newcomer.]

[The lack of searing pain right to the chest, as well as the sudden, solid heat of...Something pressed close enough to him to bat away the pitchfork? That, coupled with Atsuro's voice, is enough to make Dagran open his eyes again.

Not that it's worth much when he just gets a back full of angular shoulders and glowing orange lines. What the hell is going on with this Persona thing what??? what is it??? Berith pls]

Uh, y-yeah...Yeah! Hey, Persona thing! Beat this tool up!

[He's only too happy to hide behind Berith's pointy shoulders and let the poor mook take the beating, which Berith does all too well before he even finishes speaking.

After all, the bow its holding isn't just good for blocking pitchforks; it's also good for acting like a pinata stick.]

You stay away from my pitchfork! I didn't spend an hour stealing this thing for a little brat to wreck it.

[Says the demon, taking things a little too literally. The Poison Skewer slashes across Berith, but the chance of poison doesn't manage to land. In the meantime, the pinata stick beans it across the head and it goes reeling back a few steps, its expression dazed.]

[God Dagran wants so badly to laugh, but for now he's learnt his lesson in that area. He's pretty much hanging off of Berith's back for now, convinced that it's invincible--

Uuuuntil that Poison Skewer lands, and Berith staggers back in pain, holding its bow-arm and groaning. The sudden movement swings him about more than he'd like to in this situation, dragging out a ~~shrill~~ cry of surprise.]

H-hey, watch where you stick that thing!

[Somehow, Dagran ends up pretty much with the poor persona piggybacking him; if Berith was more talkative it'd possibly tell him to get off, but instead tries to fire off a rather shaky Twin Shot while it has the chance. At least the attack looks neat, even if Berith's still reeling from being stabbed in the arm.]

[The first of the Twin Shots is barely evaded as the demon flits out of the way, but it's too dazed still to be able to duck out of the second shot entirely. It lets loose a light cry - and for treasuring its pitchfork so much, it sure seems to be happy to send it flying over Berith to try and spear Dagran.]

Sure, sure! I'll watch real close when I spear you through the face.

[Dagran's struck it lucky having two heads on his side instead of one; while he's busy just trying to stay attached to his persona, it's up to Berith to actually avoid a pitchfork-to-the-face ending.

...Its dodge is in no way graceful, hurt arm hanging uselessly now (thanks a lot, weakness to physical strikes wow) and bow held awkwardly in its good hand, but it's still a pirouette of sorts to keep Dagran from suffering the worst kind of death.

Seriously. He'd never live that down.

Painfully aware of how the spin's left its bearer more open than it'd like to admit, Berith hastily casts Silver Wall on him to try and prolong any other kinds of nasty death. The best it can hope for without the ability to fire off any shots is either to bludgeon the Bilwis to death or risk area damage with one of the handy little earth spells it has on roster.
...Bludgeon it is.]

[The Bilwis had launched itself forward to try and claw and bite Berith into submission when the Persona had spun around, but when Berith begins the attempted bludgeoning, it clings on all the tighter. There comes a series of undignified squeaking noises as it tries to make Berith smack itself by crawling in every which direction.]

...Er.

[Atsuro and Enki approach now, a bit cautious.]

I'm not actually sure if you need our help now or not...

[After getting scratched up for being in the road of their little demon spat, Dagran finally drops loose of Berith and steps back to watch in amusement. When he tears his eyes away from the spectacle, it's to give Atsuro and Enki a wide, somewhat bemused grin.]

...Neither do I. I'm gonna wait until they're both worn out and finish the little rat off, I think.

[Behind him, Berith spins and grunts as it tries to catch its unwelcome hitchhiker, too blind with rage to bother with spells or anything so sophisticated. It draws another peal of laughter out of Dagran, though his overt cheer might also be down to adrenaline. He's not sure nor does he care.]

Hey, thanks for all your help. I know the last thing you need to be doin' is watching this circus, but I'm glad you had my back.

((Sorry for the tardiness here! Feel free to ignore if you'd prefer not to continue with this.))

[Bilwis aims to poke Berith in the eyes now as it continues to cling on for dear life. Atsuro nods slowly to himself.]

Well... Uh. Congratulations! I think. ...And don't worry about it. Part of protecting the city is making sure no one gets killed by a demon, right?

So your Persona... It's technically a part of you so if it gets beat up too much, you'll be feeling the effects, too. You should be a lot stronger when fighting demons now, though.

...Technically.

[Around this point, the Bilwis bounces off of Berith and thuds along the ground for a bit.]

Pandemonium

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