Spooky Scary Skeleton (And Other Friends) [Closed]

[sassafrisk]

Who: Frisk, Papyrus, Baiken, Kuja, and Chara
When: All throughout October
Where: The spookiest of spookplaces in Vaikuntha
What: Frisk gets a'exorcisin', and they call on a few friends to help out.
Warnings/Notes: General fun spoopiness, will tag further as needed

Frisk was always a fan of haunted house rides. At least when the staff wasn't chewing them out for sneaking in. The real thing, surprisingly, wasn't all that more creepy, and definitely more cute. At least sometimes.

[OOC: Separate toplevels for separate quests.]

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[garyoutensei]

The ice distracted the dragon just long enough to aim its breath at wherever Frisk's attack came from instead of at Baiken, who crashed right into the thing, using Rokkonsogi to deliver a powerful cut against the armored scales.

[sassafrisk]

The dragon roars in frustration, managing to hack a fireball in Baiken's direction. As the smoke begins to clear, Frisk flashsteps in front of the monster, activating Transience and gesturing for Baiken to flank it from behind.

[garyoutensei]

Baiken used the momentum from her swing to bring herself around the back of the dragon, the chain remaining in place as a sort of bind, following Frisk's direction. She planted both feet on the dragon's back, bracing herself. Hopefully the dragon would go after Frisk and leave itself open...

[sassafrisk]

Indeed, the dragon lunges to bite Frisk in half, and as expected, they flashstep out of the way. Then they flashstep again. And again. For each split second that they're visible, several new deep, frost-encrusted slashes appear on the dragon in and double powerful ice-aspected physical combo. Mastering the Ninja class pays dividends.

Smoke billows once more when Frisk uses Smoke Bomb, and Baiken can only see Frisk for a half second before they disappear into it again. But while it may have done major damage to the dragon, Frisk's shenanigans seem to have pissed it off, and it lets out a roar of challenge.

[garyoutensei]

Baiken took that as the opportunity to truly complete her own attack. The claw on the chain was finally released, the chain itself shredding along the scales and casting out sparks in high volume as Baiken retracted. Her sword was quickly sheathed, and she used the momentum of the chain's retraction to spin herself around, arm slamming into the already frost-bitten throat of the dragon, stopping him mid roar.

She called this Himawari, and all of the factor's of the dragon's sense of balance being thrown off, on top of Baiken's remarkable strength, aimed to literally slam the dragon onto its back from the force of it all.

[sassafrisk]

The dragon falters, and Frisk takes the advantage, appearing out of the smoke for a brief moment to plunge their blade between its scales in an Invisible Ice-Aspected Assassinate before vanishing again.

Having finally had enough, the dragon bellows forth a great gout of blue fire in all directions. Unfortunately, Frisk isn't fast enough to dodge its breath weapon and is caught in the blast, tumbling backwards into a nearby rock. The effort is exhausting for the dragon, and it doubles over, breathing smoke and hacking up magmaballs like a cat.

[garyoutensei]

Baiken had to quickly get herself out of there and dodge those magmaballs, more easily done now that the chain had been retracted, leaping away and landing in a low stance, sword raised before her, Azami active, just in case.

[sassafrisk]

Frisk, gasping, spends a few moments digging out a Mega-Potion and desperately gulping it down. The dragon, meanwhile, focuses all its attention on Baiken, lunging down to bite at her before swiping at her with both paws.

[garyoutensei]

Azami activated, causing a resonate burst of ki from her sword, pushing back on the dragon as the Guard Point took hold. It gave Baiken time to release another Demon Tool, the Yashagatana, a literal actual cannon, appearing from her sleeve, firing off point blank right in the dragon's face.

[sassafrisk]

The cannonball nails the dragon right in the eye, and the ground shakes as it roars with pain. It retaliates by sweeping its massive, crippled wings towards Baiken, the physical threat enhanced by the magical gale in blows up.

Frisk thankfully manages to avoid the wind, disappearing with another smokebomb in its wake.

[garyoutensei]

Baiken was not as fortunate, the gale catching her and sending her flying a good distance, back slamming hard against an outcropping of stone, her body slumping to the ground.

[sassafrisk]

Oh son of a bitch. This was bad. Still under the cover of the smoke, Frisk flashsteps over to Baiken's location, hands shaking as they pour their Elixir down her throat.

The dragon, having lost sight of its only living target, takes a breather. Well, as much of a breather as giant monsters can take, as it starts hacking up magmaballs everywhere again like a cat.

[garyoutensei]

Baiken sputtered, recovering with Frisk's help, but still winding up with more of that Elixir on her chin than otherwise. Still, it did the trick, and she forced herself to get back up, groaning.

"Damn... can't afford that mistake again. Any ideas? We seemed to be doing fine until it flapped its wings like that..."

[sassafrisk]

Frisk's eyes flit about, looking for anything they could use to their advantage. They eventually settle on a particularly raggedy, broken-looking wing. "You think you could cut that off?" they ask.

[garyoutensei]

"Shouldn't be a problem," she said with probably too much confidence for a person who just got literally blown away by the flap of a wing.

talking is a free action mofos

[sassafrisk]

"Got it." Frisk takes a deep breath, then almost immediately regrets inhaling all that smoke. "Let's go, then." Frisk disappears once more, and barely two seconds later more giant ice shuriken from Frisk's Ice Ninjitsu impact the dragon's wing joint, shredding into it and softening it up for Baiken. The dragon attempts to snap its jaws around Frisk for the brief moment they're there, but they're too quick to catch.

[garyoutensei]

Once more, Baiken swung out the Kabari, the claw latching onto that same wing joint, shattering some of the frost that had formed there, Baiken pulling herself forward with the chain's retraction. Once close enough, she used Tetsuzansen to blast at the joint with as much as she could muster from her own ki, driving her blade into the now de-scaled flesh, attempting to rend the bone from its joint.

[sassafrisk]

The dragon's roars, up until now, could be best described as mighty and terrifying. Now they're pained and terrified. The wing falls to the ground, and a font of boiling blood flows out of the gaping wound, evaporating before it even hits the ground into a thick red mist.

Frisk takes advantage of the dragon's stunned state and pained yelps to appear out of the smoke, riding... a Hellfrog. They jump off it almost immediately, sending the demonic amphibian on a perfect trajectory towards the dragon's gullet. It slides down its throat, and seconds later an explosion can be heard from within the dragon's stomach.

The dragon's still on its feet, and it readies itself to pounce on Frisk and Baiken. Before it can lunge forward, a second, glowing golden Frisk appears, plummeting out of the sky and burying several ice shuriken in the dragon's back then disappearing just as quickly as they arrived. "Guess it's time to wrap this up," Frisk says, momentarily beside Baiken, and their entire body flares with the same golden aura before they disappear once more.

Melody Activated: Fractured Nova says a distorted, tinny voice from out of nowhere. And music starts playing.

[garyoutensei]

Leaping back, especially now that the wing was gone, Baiken flicked her sword clean before sheathing it again, pulling out her pipe and lighting it as she watched Frisk carry out their Melody attack. She figured now was a good a time as any to observe it, her own ready just in case they botched theirs, but she was pretty sure Frisk had the golden (hah) opportunity to take the dragon down once and for all.

[sassafrisk]

Frisk flickers into the dragon's view, activating Transience, and Baiken is confronted with two sets of conflicting memories: one that dictates that Frisk is still out in the smoke, and another that says that they directly charged the dragon from their position. A third set is added to the confusing mess when another glowing golden Frisk appears, assaults the dragon from all angles with a weak physical combo, and disappears.

The dragon takes the bait, lunging at the Frisk that's still within its reach, and... Baiken immediately gets a headache as around two dozen Frisks appear at once, each accompanied by their own sets of memories as they wildly flashstep and cut the dragon into ribbons, each disappearing and time traveling precisely two seconds back in time when their combo is over until only Frisk Prime remains, panting but smiling triumphantly. But amazingly, the dragon is still alive, if only barely. They appear next to Baiken while they're also recovering right next to it, saying, "You want to do the honors here?"

[garyoutensei]

Baiken had to admit, the headaches were annoying, but that ability was impressive none the less. She'd need another watch of it to fully understand what happened, though she couldn't argue with the results.

Pulling her pipe from her lips, she passed it over to Frisk, just to hold for her for the moment, as she stepped forward, at a fairly relaxed pace, towards the dragon. Unlike Frisk's almost heroic looking gold aura that shined when they had activated their Melody, Baiken's was profoundly different.

Crimson, like blood, flowing in and around her, a swirl of something cold and alarming, that most people beholding would find pierced right to their animal instincts of fearing for their own life. The energy was murderous, the true aura of a killer, red and menacing.

It all seems to crescendo, tension building and building, until in a flash, a literal blinding flash, Frisk could hear Baiken's sword being drawn, but nothing else seems to happen. The aura is gone, her sword is sheathed once more, and she takes back her pipe when she returns to where she'd been standing before, plopping herself down to continue smoking.

"Pay the respects to the Palace of Yama," she speaks, quietly, before the dragon collapsed, a spray of crimson mist shooting upward. That was the impact of Garyou Tensei.

[sassafrisk]

Frisk takes the pipe no questions asked, looking curiously as Baiken strides up to the dragon. They would be loathe to admit it, but as Baiken's aura flares, Frisk can't help but to shiver. Baiken was terrifying, plain and simple.

They look even more perplexed for a few moments after her melody is activated and nothing seems to happen. Frisk's mouth opens to pose a question, but they're interrupted when the dragon falls apart. Literally. The two halves of its body succumb to gravity, falling to the rocky ground.

Frisk can't do anything but gawk for a few seconds. Snapping out of their shock, they crack a shaky grin, offering a fist to bump on Baiken's good side. "Wow. And I thought my melody was hot shit," they joke as they approach its corpse to retrieve the loot.

[garyoutensei]

Baiken didn't raise her fist to exchange the bump, simple letting out a trail of that likely now familiar, sweet smelling smoke.

"It gets the job done, that's all that matters. Garyou Tensei is the last step into hell. If you think of it as something admirable, you'll become entrenched in the scent of blood..."

[sassafrisk]

Right. Baiken was too intense for casual fistbumping or geeking out over melodies. Frisk could roll with it, though. They stride up to the dragon carcass, grunting as they rip off a scale... and gasp in genuine awe as they see something glowing inside its chest. "Holy..." A few moments of work later, they emerge, covered in ichor and holding a massive ruby heart.

Frisk walks back over to Baiken, handing it over to her. "This is a Dragon Heart. It apparently makes weapons crazy powerful. Here, consider it a bonus," they say, smirking. "I literally couldn't have done this without you, so... yeah."

[garyoutensei]

"Keep it," Baiken lifted her hand, open, mostly politely rejecting the offer.

"This sword may not be much, but it's gotten me this far without needing any augmentation, just the occasional cleaning and sharpening. I don't need anything else." Also, she didn't want to mess around with dragon magic, but it didn't make her spoken sentiment any less true.