melodiesofeternity | Apocalypse || Sen Riqeaux Castle

Klonoa shudders as the energy wracks through their collective bodies. Not even the help of his inspiring presence to bolster their defenses is helping out here! Thankfully, Dante's help let's him swap to Wind Hero, and he pulls the Wind Ring out in front of him as it slowly glows with the strength to form a shield of wind.

He pants, and runs forwards to stand towards the middle-front of the crowd--it might not hold for more than a few moments, but whatever she or Bahamut intends to follow that up with, he doesn't intend to let it connect with them while they're weakened. But he can only block one of them at a time... He keeps his focus, trying to read the battle for which one's about to let loose.

Edited 2019-03-13 22:44 (UTC)

LEVEL 4 MELODY: THE ECHO.

Hear.

The cries of companions as the life is sucked from them. The sound of her knees hitting the impenetrable hide of the Dreadwyrm as she suffers the same. Her heartbeat. Air in her lungs. The sounds of survival and defiance.

Feel.

The sweet relief of a potion steadying her hands and breath. Heat from Terra, standing guard over her. Gratitude. Relief...

Rage.

Think

There's pressure against her senses, of a kind she hadn't felt in nearly a year at this point. Her gaze wanders from the blow she'd struck against Bahamut, noting the slowly growing impact, to Terra's back, watching it rise and fall with effort and will and life. She finally settles on Ramaa, beautiful and dangerous all at once.

The pressure changes. Castor moves before she can really think about it. She's close enough, and with her job's enhanced speed, backed up with the strength of Monk and Berserker alike, she winds up for a Perfect Balance combo, each of the five incoming hits guided by an unseen knowledge to strike true against the woman who'd betrayed them.

[Perfect Balance: An extremely powerful five hit Combo.

Melody: The Echo
Level: 4

Effects: For 3 turns, Castor's evasion goes through the roof, making her nearly impossible to land attacks on. This includes AOE skills. Castor is also significantly more likely to land critical hits on her target. Any connecting attack that would otherwise render her out cold (or worse) is instead survived with 1 Hit Point (or leaves her near-death, however flavour and mechanics interact here). This perk lingers past the expiration of the other Melody perks, and is only good for ONE hit - she can get combo-locked into eating dirt]

Thanks to the property of the Calamity Harbinger skill, Ramaa doesn't flinch nor is she blown away when attacked, even when these are very powerful attacks that should have knocked her off her feet for all intent and purpose. However, she receives damage all the same and falls on a knee at a point.

"Ah... ah..." She takes her breath and gets back up, extending a hand toward the characters.

> Calamity Judgement
A blast of dark energy is cast towards all the Heroes of Light, dealing powerful damage to all targets

Characters who received a heal as well as protection will survive this attack with little issue.
Characters who received a heal but no protection will fall in critical health.
Characters who weren't healed, regardless of whether they received any sort of protections, will die from this attack.

As the fight continues, the allied airships continue firing at Bahamut, will little success. However, there is something more worrying occurring. There is a crackling around, an unnatural noise. As if something was breaking down. Some characters may see certain things around them start to distort. While looking around while someone is furiously trying to kill you is not a good idea, it is noticeable that the assault from the allied airships is slowing down. Looking at them, a number has disappeared. They weren't destroyed nor did they leave: they just vanished out of existence.

Turn Summary
Ramaa
Melody [Ass-Whoopin', Tatsumi-Style]: 6,5%
Melody [Special Attack]: 6%
Melody [Thrust Vector]: 5,1%
Melody [Supernova]: 5%
Melody [Ultima]: 4,5%
Melody [Unbreakable Majesty]: 4%, Charm effect doesn't work.
Melody [Bifelgan's Bounty]: 3.5%
Melody [The Determinator]: 3.3%
Melody [Ancestral Awakening]: 3,2%
Melody [The Beast]: 3,2%
Melody [Ice Breath]: 3,1%
Melody [Dark Breath]: 3,1%
Melody [Parting Words]: 2,8%
Melody [The Ultimate Potion]: 2,5%
Melody [Fractured Nova]: 2%
Melody [Dawn of the Abyss]: 1,9%
Melody [Mind Trick]: Successful, yet somehow the Empress's fighting style doesn't change.
Staff of Inner Strength: 0.12%
Precure Shooting Star: 0.08%

Damage Inflicted: 60%
Aria of Narayana Bonus: +50%
Total Damage Inflicted: 90%
Ramaa's Health Left: 008.5%

Bahamut
Melody [Ultima]: 0,1%
Melody [Ice Breath]: 0,085
Melody [Parting Words]: 0,08%
Melody [The Ultimate Potion]: 0,065%
Melody [Dawn of the Abyss]: 0,06%
Allied Forces Attacks: 0.0001%
Demi: Ineffective

Damage Inflicted: 0,39%
Aria of Narayana Bonus: +50%
Total Damage Inflicted: 0,586%
Bahamut's Health Left: 99,3167%

The heartbeat of foresight the Melody afforded Castor was enough for her to skirt the worst part of Ramaa's attack, but she doesn't close back in right away. Instead she pauses, grounding herself as best she can and forces her aether out hoping to snag and brush against everyone in the party, bolstering their own strength. Brotherhood would not be denied.

[Everyone gets a 10% damage boost! BH stacks: 1/5]

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She really doesn't intend on making this simple. Scowling, Naomi will dig out and use her own Mega-Potion this time to restore health to everyone.

However...

Eight eyes allowed varied views on the world... and something was up. Shifting one of her main eyes to look, she frowned. "... We seem to have another problem."

Could it be...?

Megatron falls to one knee at Ramaa's assault. His chassis has taken a lot of damage, and Energon even appears to be leaking from his eyes.

But it's not over. "I still...function." Naomi's Mega-Potion helps, and now he'll do what he does best. Rising back to his feet, he spreads his arms and activates his highest-level Melody.

Melody Activated: Towards Peace, Lv. 3

Another group-wide heal for significant damage, another Libra on Ramaa and Bahamut, which isn't going to tell them anything they don't already know...but now the party can choose either a Protection or Reflection spell depending on their needs.

Megatron chooses a Reflect spell. "Keep pushing!" He yells. "Once Ramaa is down we can worry about the dragon!"

But then Naomi's warning catches his attention. "What do you see, Doctor?" He asks, trying to keep his focus on ensuring his Melody reaches everyone.

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The fact that Ramaa isn't dead yet is an annoyance. The fact that Ultima at the absolute peak of his power didn't even scratch the paint on Bahamut's hide is more of a concern. He launches into another spell, however, a Trance-empowered [Blizzaga] aimed at Ramaa.

"We'll have to burn that bridge as we come to it!" He exchanges [Black Mage] for [Angel of Death] at the end of his spell, thinking privately that he knows this trick. If she's aping my lines, she's saving the worst for last.

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Dante's gonna hazard a guess that reflection will do him more good now than the protection, so with Megatron's Melody, he'll take that bonus in addition to the healing. That with Naomi's Mega Potion, he's gonna quickly get a few items together for a quick [mixing] session. A mega potion for wide range, a high potion for efficacy...

The zora's pretty constantly bleeding and not bleeding and it's leaving him a little dazed, but there's little room to complain or hesitate. Everyone else can land the big hits; he needs to make sure they still can. Of course, mixing gives him a brief moment to take in the surroundings and note how incredibly overwhelmed the armies are.

"...Did they just vanish...?"

Tyzias, with a boost from Pyralspite, manages to jump high enough into the air to avoid Kalki's Calamity Judgment attack. With all the punishment the Heroes were heaping on Ramaa, Tyzias was almost surprised that she was still standing. Almost. She had seen just enough anime with Tegiri to know that there was no way a villain of Ramaa's caliber would go down in round one--at least in this world.

While she's in the air, Tyzias whips out a pair of pistols, using [Moonsetter Scales Stance] to get off another [Deduction Cutter] with her guns, studying Ramaa once more. As the hail of bullets rains on the Empress, Tyzias switches back to Redglare's Cane, and performs an attack in unison with Pyralspite.

In exchange for removing the studied status from Ramaa, Tyzias casts [Judgment Piercer], dealing strong physical damage ignoring defense and evasion to the Empress. There's a flash of steel, and Tyzias has landed next to Ramaa, sword extended. A half second later, Pyralspite lands beside her, claw rending Ramaa for severe physical damage.

Casting her gaze towards the sky, Tyzias furrows her brow. "Something's wrong. Reality's not acting right. Stay on your guard," she says, raising her voice just enough so as to be heard above the clangor of battle.

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Unlike the others, Tilly didn't have much room to stop and note what's happening around them. She's close against the goddess, staggering briefly before the heals go around and the dragon is good to go once she accepts the reflection from Megatron's Melody. Her breath weapon is expended for now, but there's still enough draconic power in her to continue the attack.

The affinity for ice is in her blood. That's more present through her melody than her necromancy. The dragon gets in close, her claws aglow to rake through Ramaa for [Physical] and [ice] damage.

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Nozomi took notice of the altered sky. Was it... cracking? It was Mayfield all over again. But, they couldn’t give up now. Even as Nozomi staggered from the blow, she refused to give up.

“No... we can’t give up. Not here. I won’t allow it! I’ll protect everyone!” She shouted as... her Moogle Koko started glowing.

MELODY: MIRACLE LIGHTS - LEVEL 2

Effect: Nozomi And three heroes after her gain tremendous offense and defense boosts for one turn.

From Koko, numerous rays of light shot forth and across the world! As the glow dimmed, she shook her head and started shouting.

“Everyone! I know your scared, kupo! But, please, don’t give up! In your hands is a Miracle Light! The Heroes of Light are still fighting for you, but they need your help! Just raise it up and shout “Go for it, Heroes!””

And the Moogle turns to face... the reader?

“You, too! Shout it out!”

And as that bit of hope is sent, Nozomi and three others can feel their power and be stronger by it.

[It was a shot in the dark whether or not illusions would even work on Bahamut. The corner of Frisk's lip just twitches down a little at the result, and they prepare to strike again with something new—]

[And then they're blasted back, energy slamming into their chest with a sick crunch. They tumble across Bahamut's back, going from eerily calm to choking on their own blood in an instant, and they struggle to pull themself back up but everything hurts and they can't breathe and—]

[For a moment, as their limbs give out on them and they collapse once more, their eyes linger on the ships vanishing from the skies. They try to focus, make sense of what they're seeing, but they're so tired, and it hurts so much, and... and Frisk goes limp, the light fading from their eyes.]

[And then a new light flickers on.]

[Level 1 Melody: But It Refused.]

[No, Frisk thinks, as they pull themself back to their feet despite the pain. It's fading fast, anyway, their ribs shifting back into place, the injuries knitting back together. Within seconds, it's like nothing ever happened. You think I'm done here? No. Their shoulders shake a little in a silent laugh, a red light pulsing rapidly over their chest in time with their racing heart, and they lift back into the air, staring across the battlefield with fresh eyes. They need to think. They refuse to die here. They have to win, even if it seems hopeless, even if nothing they can do will put a dent in this thing—]

[Nothing they can do, that is. With a glance, they pick out something suitable to Imitate, and with a swift motion pull together power around their staff. They leap into the fray, aiming a Judgement Piercer at Ramaa— overkill never hurts.]

Madhuri, herself, was nearly blown off her feet. So shortly after her debut, there she goes having everything stolen away again. But rather than let herself be angry, she would focus entirely on getting everyone back up.

Let's think something fiery, something spicy... ah, here we go!

"Ladies and gents, up you get! Have a little kiss of good luck...!"

As the music would build, so too would the field that formed around her, widening to catch as many of the fighters as she could. As Madhuri proceeded to have a little prance around, bringing the field with her as she would apply the Spellblade (Divine), granting restorative magic through her song.

There it is.

Another note, resonating in the cacophony of battle, a chord that chills the world. If he closes his eyes, Serge can hear the strum of a guitar, the smell of saltwater, the faint sensation of a rocking deck beneath his feet... The cries, far in the distance, of a whale in song.

Tones Stored: Ice Ice Ice

Blue energy coalesces around him, around the blades of his Swallow, and he reaches out to two companions. For a moment, it seems, they too, can hear the music, and a plea for help. Follow my lead?

He launches forward at blinding speed- with Red and with Corrin. [Z-Slash].

Z-Slash: deals 3 instances of medium physical Ice damage to all targets. Boosted by 20% for each participant, as well as 45% by [Harmony, Melody]

Corrin takes the Reflect as well from Megatron's Melody and is readying to strike Ramaa with a claw strike now that she's used up her Dark Breath for this transformation when she hears...or rather feels Serge's plea for assistance. And, despite never having performed this specific combat maneuver before, and not even being in human form for it, she understands on an instinctual level what she needs to do.

"Right!" She announces, galloping after Serge alongside Red and slashes at Ramaa with her claw, shards of ice flying off of it as she attacks. "You won't stop us, Ramaa!"

Heh. She can't help but think to herself despite everything. How's THAT for stylish?

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Somehow she was still standing, but poor Shiva. Letting the Eidolon return after her attack, then surviving those two attacks from Ramaa (somehow), Naoto's a bit done with this. Though the disappearances and beginning distortion does catch her attention (the Interdimensional Cloud? Does Dream Width have to be unstable right now?), they needed to focus on finishing this off.

There's quite a boost from a number of people in this fight that she might as well do this now. Raising her hand, letting the bluebell flame-entrapped card emerge. She lowered her staff with one hand and raised the now freed hand to catch and break it. "Let's go, Yamato-Sumeragi!"

Melody: Judge of Hell (Level Four)

The fanning blonde hair behind red navel uniform, the masked Persona's sword held before it glowing, blinding light appeared high over the battlefield. Not one orb, not two, but four were coming to coalesce into a colossal singular orb trying to condense into a singularity of heat and light. It doesn't even touch the ground before detonating, releasing the collected energy for massive damage upon Ramaa and Bahamut.

Don't mind Red if he helps himself to a Reflect once he jaunts back into the fray-- fortunately, the mobility of the DAHAK's current state meant dipping out of the Calamity Judgement attack a little easier. The arms of his mecha made for fine wings.

And fine blades just as much so.

His re-engagement with Ramaa is just as much an attack in its own right-- a third slashing blow to finish the combo before he settles back in line with the rest. All that practice looking awesome in the monster arena with Dante was already paying off. He'd give himself a minute to catch his breath.

"Think she's almost finished?"

Richard let out a small, pitiful sigh.

"So, here we are again." He bites his lip. He's a good spy, he swears. He doesn't quite know why every time he goes out, he's got to start doing that punchy thing. He doesn't really even have a special name for it.

But the time does require a bit of blunt force trauma.

He lowered his hat.

The area around him took on a pall of blue.

His pants glowed a sharp blue on the seams.

Richard was going to do her like he did Highcastle.

He lept into the scene, getting pelted by dark magic. If he hadn't been under the influence of some hi-potions, he would have died right then and there. The sheer force of the blows against him brought waves through his face as he fought against it, threatening to tear the skin off.

But he got there. He swept up from behind. He grabbed her by the waist. And he lept.

He lept three stories high, then placed his boots down onto her and let loose a burst of his Gatecrashers. She'd be sent down into the angry pile of adventurers to be further accosted, and shortly thereafter, he'd fall down and give her the flying elbow.

Takeji-Zaiten pulled back into him and Kanji was sad to see him return. That was fine, big guy needed rest. But Naoto rolled in with her own; couldn't miss the stream of blonde and glimmering armor anywhere.

After a rush of potion-based healing and taking on Megatron's Protect, Kanji drew the magic greatsword.

"Okay... never used it before, but fuck it here goes!" What better time to test this sucker than right the hell now? The wreaths of mist rolling off the blade increased, turned to frost over the cute little cozy he'd made to help protect his gauntlet-covered hands from frostbite.

"SUCK IT!" He hurtled forward and swung for Ramaa, cleaving a gash through the air itself. Just a fragment of the Uncharted Territories seemed to come through with it, severe ice and dark damage screaming through the blade as he joined Yamato-Sumeragi in the assault.

As if the world needed even more timefuckery, Frisk.bin straightens, hacking up more of that fluid. Some of it is even streaming out of their eyes. That's not good. "Al-" cough, "Alright, enough of this. Let's do the time warp," they mutter, switching back to [Time Mage] and casting [Time Compression], rolling back the clock to just before the Empress unleashed her first attack. Gone is the cool armor, but they're probably now the healthiest out of the party.

Finn is blasted back by her attack but stays on his feet regardless. That looked like the same thing she tried to use on him earlier, the same attack that killed Ganeshan.

He snarled beneath the mask and charged for Ramaa, anger sparking through him like lightning. "That's enough!!"

Finn blasts her with another Hell Judgment.

Dammit. Well, it was now or never. He couldn't let Frisk and Kuja have all the fun.

Snow White rose on shaky knees before setting his jaw and thrusting his arms forward.

MELODY: SEVEN DWARVES (LEVEL 3)

The demon-princess summoned seven masked familiars, almost clownish in their frilled collars and cloaks but that they exuded such dark malice. With chittering and chuckles, each figure attacked Snow's foes -- two to Ramaa and five to hack away at Bahamut.

Chara was used to combat, but it had always been a street level sense of combat. A personal combat, primarily meant only for the purpose of survival. This?

This was actually a bit much at first, and it took them a bit to find their footing. It wasn't that they froze as the combat kept rising. As they and the other Heroes too ended up rising on Bahamut's back. The flurry of attacks that ended up getting thrown about.

The biting of Ramaa's own attacks against them. All of them.

Chara'd seen overwhelming odds before. This was something new, and the second attack practically lays them out to a point where they aren't sure they actually can get back up. Where they're almost sure they're dead. That they were taken out before they could even move.

But they aren't. Not yet. And they aren't going to die. Not here. Not now.

They aren't. Going. To die.

And they refuse to let the people here with them die either.

Melody Level One: Savage Garden

As Chara slams their hand on the back of the dragon, massive spiked roots tear from the earth underneath where it's flying, flashing towards the dragon and it's summoner like spears. Striking for major damage if they can manage to hit.

Klonoa holds the wind shield above his head, doing his best to protect everyone he can with the projected barrier before it's blown away by the force of the blast. Klonoa staggers back, thankful for the Reflect--but there's no telling how much damage that did to everyone else! He holds his head and tries to pull himself onto his feet with limited success. She's so strong--and there's the eidolon, too! But despite the presence of the danger, something feels so familiar about this. The rippling around him that floods through the fabric of space... the fabric of his dream.

.~::=:Melody Lv. 3: Cameos:=::.~

Edited 2019-03-14 05:18 (UTC)

"You're not giving up already, are you, Klo~oa?!"

Klonoa's ears suddenly perk up, his expression changing as he turns to look at the source of the sound. Someone's there--someone he hasn't seen in a while, but he knows that voice!

"Chipple??" He calls out as a brightly-colored kangaroo-esque creature in full boxing gear steps out next to Corrin, turning to give her a grin under his mask for a moment and a fist-pump before looking back to Klonoa.

"Yeah, that's right! I'm here, and so's everybody else! You'd better not even think about giving up here, Klo~oa!"

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Trance: 2/5 turns, thanks gotebro

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Parting Word: 2/4 turns

GUESS WHO’S A DORK?

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Melody: Judge of Hell (Level Four)

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