melodiesofeternity | Event || Mysterious Fathoms Below

Event || Mysterious Fathoms Below

Who: All characters who signed up
When: June 23rd-25th
Where: Ka'Pandol, the underwater city
What: While the outworlders and their guides are touring the new arena at Ka'Pandol, the city begins to flood. It is up to them to activate the ancient drainage system beneath the city before the Blitzball Association is forced to cancel the upcoming tournament.

The Zora guide, Pharce, is leading the group from the Curti Center through the center of town, waxing poetical about the legend of the First Zora, when the sirens begin to wail. At first, the residents of Ka'Pandol wave it off as a drill, but the sirens do not stop, and as they walk, the visitor shoes are beginning to get soaked through with sea water that is slowly rising.

"Come along, quickly, all of you!" the guide calls, leading the group to the Bureau of Tourism near the city center. As they walk, the group will see the aquatic residents quickly deploying bubble helmets around their 'exotic' pets -dogs, cats, parrots, squirrels- heads, just in case City Management takes their time righting whatever issue the dome is having.

"Inside, please. Safety first is our motto, so let's get you outfitted," Pharce says, waiving them inside. Each person is given one of the patented Ka'Pandol Bubble Helm, which will allow them to breath comfortably for several hours. Those that cannot swim are issued an emergency life vest as well.

The water had reached knee-level now. An emergency evacuation message broadcasts from loudspeakers.

"Well, yes, you could...but where's the fun in that?"

Pharce waves at the Hypello gift shop owner, and the two bow their heads in discussion for a moment. When they part, Pharce pats the Hypello (whose nametag declares him 'Shtan') on the back.

"My good friend will lend us some of his wares, if you will join me in saving the city. We wouldn't want this little mishap to delay the big game, after all."

Those that agree to hold off on fleeing the city will be split into groups and given instructions on where to go in order to help the sinking city of Ka'Pandol.

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[A tremendous wave forms around Leviathan and rushes outward, pushing some of the adventurers back against the wall, leaving those who have resolved to strike with the First Wave. Other than the wave, she does not attack.]

SHOW ME YOUR STRENGTH.

[Gladio doesn't let something as simple as a tidal wave move him, keeping his feet firmly planted on the floor and only widening his stance to maintain his position.]

You want strength? Take this! [He unleashes his fury with a shout and a powerful sweep of his broadsword, his Shock Break attack aimed directly at Leviathan's underbelly.]

Noct! Ravus! Let's go!

[The Leviathan before him is not the one who arose from the sea in Altissia, but that she bares the same name and a strong resemblance is enough to invoke Ravus' anger.

He lets out a battle cry and takes a flying leap at the coils of sea serpent, angling his sword down to drive it in the way dragoons are wont to do as they jump. He puts all his weight behind that physical attack, unconcerned about whatever danger he might be leaving himself vulnerable to.]

Take this!

Gladio? Calling out a co-op strike? Pinch me, I'm dreaming.

[Yet for the joking nature of the comment, his voice betrays a hint of the anger he knows is misplaced. Noctis' eyes narrow by a fraction, but he keeps an eye on Ravus as he raises his right hand, the doll on the ground spinning as he points at the Eidolon. It's not nearly as satisfying as a physical attack, but he lets out a Thundara spell.]

You asked for it!

[It's funny. As the three struck, he couldn't help but think of what his father had told him about being strong, and how he's misinterpreted it for so long. He'd always thought his old man thought him as weak after breaking down and putting the hurt on someone that had been attacking him at school for so long, or finishing fights that someone else started. He even recalled the damn bikers honking and shouting away as his mother assured him that she was alright, just a little tired, and smiled her way through very tired eyes.

Kanji grit his teeth. Ameno-sagiri, Izanami-no-Okami, Kusumi-no-Okami... himself. He'd fought the more desperate, weaker parts of himself not to crush them utterly, but to get it to calm down so he could accept them and add them to his own (at the time) piddly inner strength. Then came the gods, angry, testing, higher-than-mighty. He'd defeated them all. Leviathan was no different.

Both hands on the grip of the greatsword, he'd put it all into this one swing. He was strong enough to save himself and strong enough to save his hometown. If asked if he could save Vaikuntha, Kanji would give an emphatic 'yes'. He will find some sort of ability or some sort of way to make sure certain things wouldn't repeat themselves. This eidolon would be a hell of a help. Leviathan just needed to see if he was worth a damn, and knew his friends here would do the same.

With a roar he threw himself in, then left the ground in a leap. Paladin armor gleaming, blade all but singing through the air from the sheer force of it cutting through the air, he put his weight into bringing the weapon down and betting it all on a single blow.]

[Okuyasu isn't smart. It's a fact he's well aware of, but if there's one thing he can be relied on, it's his brute strength. He has swapped to his Monk Job while fighting the shark, and as the others were doing the talking, he had used Invigorate on himself. It was all or nothing.

Okuyasu takes a running leap at Leviathan for a powered up Dragon Kick, aiming for a fin or gills. He has no clue if it works like a regular fish, but no isn't the time for thinking. It's time for action.]

[It's probably best he wasn't in the resolve group because he wasn't sure about actually using their strength to attack Leviathan. Honestly, proving their strength to her could be anything - she didn't specify how she wanted that proof. But if there was going to be a test for Cunning and a test for Resolve, he adjusted his grip on his sword, ready to show his physical strength like the others.]

[Hopefully, she doesn't mind him using his strength to protect the others. She didn't attack them, but those waves still could draw anyone back so he opened with a Flurry of strikes to reduce her strength even a margin for the next group. If he could be quick enough before Leviathan's attention was to the next group, he would follow up with a Bushido combo, the wind stirred by his first attack catching around his blade for that added wind damage.]

[ Castor Whirlwinds as the water passes over her; face scrunched to block out the taste and smell of the salt water. She focuses on the feelings of Chakras opening to cast out the memory of a violently rocking boat; how it changed her energies and its flow; how it changed her.

Distantly, she could hear the ruckus around her, people moving and spells being slung. For a moment, she just watched, still in her intense focus, the beast who'd posed the challenge. How she moved and held herself. How she reacted to the others.

This isn't the Lord of the Whorl, Castor reminds herself as her muscles coil, but she is no less of a danger.

There.

Castor takes off like a bullet, ready to one-two the Eidolon as soon as she grew close enough... ]

[Hot on Castor's heels is a familiar tall man with a shock of white in his hair. Shiro flashes a greeting smile at Noctis and Adrien as he comes to stand in front, blade poised to block and casts Rampart. With the party getting the defense buff and his own defenses raised he calls out in a clear, sharp voice.]

Anyone with shields or the ability to lessen damage put it on our casters and hardest hitters! If we're going to withstand this we need everyone on their feet.

[He keeps a sharp eye on what's going on around him. He'll launch his own attack soon enough. He can't think about what has happened or what will happen after the battle. There's only now and all of the people around him. He shifts his feet to better brace himself for an inevitable attack.

Time to show what they're made of.]

-Baiken grit her teeth, and for the actual first time, she switched her class to Dark Knight. As much as she wanted to be able to show the full capacity of her strength, the damn rules of this world limited her to this. And if it meant losing a little blood for it, that was fine.

The wounds from her shark bite earlier opened up, spraying her own blood onto her sword as she dashed in, delivering Soul Eater with as much might as she could muster once the others had cleared away.-

If you want strength so bad, have it! Have the strength of a lifetime of pain and suffering has earned me!

[ In any other moment, he'd have been a lot more scared to be facing down a goddess. But he was surrounded by his friends, and he couldn't let them down! Noct and his friends, Kanji, Okuyasu, Castor... and all of his roommates: Adrien, Shiro, and Baiken.

So he was fine, he told himself. Voltron beat a god, once! They can do this. It's just a test! But then he sees Baiken's wounds open up, sees her run in and start swinging, and he gets mad, because his friend is bleeding, and she didn't need to be. Hunk charges in, shouting the closest he's ever done to a battle cry (and he can see why people do it, wow!) as he raises his combat fork for a-

Nope. He slipped in some of Baiken's blood and starts to stumble, about to faceplant into Leviathan herself. The upside is that something, likely the ephemeral Spirit of the Gourmand, nudges Hunk's subconscious. That battle shout quickly morphs into a Bite into the goddess of the seas.

A moment later, Hunk shoves himself away from Leviathan, nearly dropping his fork in the process, and... he just kinda stares into the abyss. As one does. Because he just did that. And he might even have a chunk of salty fish deity in his mouth. ]

(( worst part- Bite is stronger than Chop. Oops? ))

[Terra forces his thoughts away from whatever it is that Hunk's just done. It's actually harder for him to look away from Baikan. Is that Dark Knight? He's never seen it actually in use. The power of darkness...Can she control it?

But it's important to stay focused in battle, and Shiro's shouted instructions help him do just that. Moving to the front line where he'll hopefully be able to get between his companions and any attack sent by Leviathan, Terra wills his own Rampart into existence, reinforcing Shiro's.]

[All these DPS and tanks, and one healer. Joy. And yet, Nanamo's staff brightened up like a star as she proclaimed,] PROTECT!

[Shields formed around everyone as she continued her reinforcing of them. As Rampart was being put up in response to weather the storm.]

[Time seems to slow as the wave washes over the chamber. As each of the outworlders deliver their show of strength, Leviathan does not try to dodge their strikes. The blows fall, and as each does, the outworlder will hear Leviathan’s voice in their head, assessing.]

Gladiolus, Ravus & Noctis

THE STRENGTH OF THINE ALLIES. UNITED, EVEN THE WEAK BECOME POWERFUL.

Kanji & Okuyasu

A WHOLEHEARTED ATTACK, HOLDING BACK NOTHING. WILL THOU BRING SUCH DEVOTION TO MY TEMPLE?

Adrien

ONE SO SMALL, THOU ART WISE TO STRIKE WHERE THOU MIGHT GAIN ADVANTAGE. STRENGTH THROUGH STRATEGY.

Castor

ONE WHO LIES IN WAIT, GATHERING STRENGTH FROM THY SURROUNDINGS. STRENGTH WITH DELIBERATION.

Shiro

THE STRENGTH OF A LEADER. ONE WHO PROTECTS THE WEAK EMPOWERS THE WHOLE.

Baiken
ONE WHO PERSERVERES AND FIGHTS THROUGH THY PAIN. STRENGTH THROUGH SACRIFICE.

Hunk

[When Hunk Bites Leviathan, the Eidolon flickers out of physical manifestation for a moment in disgust. Then, thinking better of it, she phases back into physical manifestation, allowing Hunk to come away with a mouth full of scales. They do not grant any bonuses when eaten, but they are very sharp. She blasts him back to the wall with a jet of water.]

IMPUDENCE! HOW DARE THOU PLACE THINE MOUTH UPON A GOD!

Terra

ONE WHO SHIELDS THINE ALLIES. THE STRENGTH THAT WILL HOLD THE FRONT LINE AGAINST THINE FOES.

Nanamo

THE STRENGTH TO SUPPORT THINE ALLIES AND RELY ON THEM IN TURN. A BRAND OF BRAVERY ALL ITS OWN, TO STAND BEFORE A FOE ONE CANNOT FIGHT.

[Overall, the feeling projected through Leviathan's wave as it washes over the group and dissipates is that she is Pleased with the strength that has been shown to her.]

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