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♠ THE UNMAKER
 Posted: Oct 10 2017, 10:53 PM
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2144 • Yaojing • Intuition • Where there's alcohol


I see things that nobody else sees

Isolation can drive a man to madness. It is a common belief, especially in the remote mountain ranges of the Himalayas. The winds roar with the force of a hundred lions, and the frost stings with the fury of one thousand hornets. Nature is fury here, and its anger hides away one of the Guardian's most precious jewels.

The Lumar Lamadary looms over the valley like a promise. Its structure is surprisingly robust despite the intricacies of its design. Its silhouette is awash with scarlet and golden flames from the setting sun, but there is no doubt that when the moon rises high, the building will be a pearl against the darkness. It is, indeed, fitting to be the symbol of hope and communication to the titular Man in the Moon.

He sits, an apparition against the landscape with his pale robes dancing in the unforgiving gales. The Unmaker has decided to play an impromptu director for this next scene. The peaceful lives of the monks and yetis in the village down below make a pretty picture, but he is sure that he can do better.
Every last corner of Asia has been combed over by his watchful eye since his time at the Jade Palace. He sees something familiar, something oddly like home, and he intends to make it dance to a new tune.

As the sun finally dips underneath the horizon for sleep, the shadows behind him stir as the Night Mares locate their shepherds. They spring free of the darkness, shaking the snow from their wild manes and blinking the last daylight from their eyes. Yi does not need to motion. The Night Mares have a command of their own, and he is simply there with other Anti-Guardians to protect them as they harvest the fresh energy--fear--from the residents maintaining this sacred stronghold. The beast spill down the mountainside in a steady stream. From his perch, Yi notes that they look like ink droplets slipping down parchment.

"Well," Yi chirps as he stands up, "Time to get to work."

He does not wait for his fellow comrades to join him. He is the first to vault off the cliff after the Night Mares as they swarm over the landscape to feed off of unsuspecting sleepers. He lands rather precariously in a patch of snow, sliding down the rest of the way until he hops onto the nearest rooftop. It's almost surreal how quiet the Night Mares are despite their hunger and intent to feed. Regardless, someone would notice the invasion soon, and he anticipated that moment with a terrible glee.


HP: 3/3
Action: None
Notes: Open to one more Anti-Guardian and two Guardians!

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☽ MOON RABBIT
 Posted: Oct 12 2017, 01:06 AM
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10,000 • Rabbit • Knowledge • N/A


I get knocked down, but I get up again
The nose of a hunter, the ears of a hunter, the eyes of a hunter. He bore all three readily - ears swivelling, catching the faint trickle of an unnatural snow that choked the void of peace, eyes bearing the thick black trickling in the distance that seemed almost like rain from above, if not for its colour and the way that it moved.

The Moon Rabbit was on alert, as swift as the guards to jump to arms. He, however, wasn’t focusing on the Night Mares; not yet, at least. The monks were no Guardians….but they could battle fears on their own soil. And the yetis at their disposal were powerful muscle to add to their prowess. No….the Moon Rabbit had spied something else - colourful, watching in the distance...and most definitely humanoid. The Night Mares had observers - or was it herders? Either way...there was someone leading this attack. Someone to back up the darkness. Night Mares attacking a stronghold on their own wasn’t normal...they feasted on fear, and a stronghold for the Guardians oft held the exact opposite, defining their strengths instead. This was a directed attack, led by whomever shifted so elegantly in the snowfield, almost like a bird.

The great white rabbit raised his bow, hidden - white against white - as best as he could keep himself….for now. If the peacock decided to fly a little closer, he had no qualms with playing a little close-quarters combat. He watched his target bounce around for a bit, his grasp on his bow shifting to follow. He could get an idea of the damn little gremlin’s trajectory….it was erratic, but he was following along the path to where the Night Mares were wreaking their fearful havoc. His lips pulled into a smirk as he finally let loose an arrow.

”Bin a while since I ‘ad any real good hunts.”
HP: 3/3
Action: Fire an arrow
Roll: 3
Notes: I was kind and relegated the accent only to dialogue :3 Also yes he is a wabbit right now

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☽ IVAN ZOLNEROWICH
 Posted: Oct 12 2017, 06:38 AM
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132 • Toy • Fortitude • Russia


'Cause the best gift I can give you
is this heart inside of me!

There was a rustle in the air. At first, Ivan sense it in the Dream World. It was fairly normal, as for every dream there was a nightmare. They haunted his realm and those most unnatural attempted to approach land that was not their's. It was especially easy to sense such beings once night came. However, as the hour grew closer and closer to when most mortals would all shut their eyes and he came to the surface he found that it was not a mere routine.

Just as there had been a whisper in the Dream World there was one among the surface. It went unseen by many, but to those who could speak his tongue it was quite noticeable even if it was not understood. It was a treachery from the darkness and a trickling of fear. Even with the vaguest of descriptions the Nutcracker Prince understood what had begun to spread.

With arriving, Ivan forced some of his magic into a clockwork toy. Carefully, it took to the skies, taking towards the cascade of darkness and fear.


Ivan's HP: 3/3
Roll: 3
Action: Summon
Summon's HP: 2/2


CARMA SHADE
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♠ THE UNMAKER
 Posted: Oct 12 2017, 09:53 PM
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2144 • Yaojing • Intuition • Where there's alcohol


I see things that nobody else sees

The cold settled comfortably in his body. He supposed he should thank his lucky stars that he has four hearts inside his chest. The blood pumping through his veins is what is keeping him warm enough to live. It's poetic, he figures, to live off of the lives of others. Even now, the ice calls to him with a center that is also not his. His powers whisper within him, oddly attuned to the environment while he himself was not.

It's the one he took from the man of shadows. Frost dances across his skin, yet he does not find it remotely unpleasant. It is the feeling of something that will soon be his.

He supposes that he isn't going to be allowed much time to enjoy it. The familiar sound of an arrow zipping through the air is met with a crooked smile. Yi turns his head, eyes flashing as he snatches the projectile easily, stopping it millimeters short from his face. The tip is sharp on his weapon, he observes. He's facing a hunter of sorts.

Yi grins, standing to full height on the rooftop as he lowers the arrow, snapping it in half easily in his hand. He tosses the pieces aside, catching sight of the archer who had shot. Yi almost snorted. Well, he wasn't going to be the one pointing out the irony of a rabbit trying to hunt. And him, of all people!

"He has a strong center," Yi comments to himself as he raises his hand into the air. Above him, ice begins to form in sharp blades. It's much easier in the cold. "If you want to play the long distance game, then let's play," Yi grins as he sends a shower of spikes in the direction of the Guardian.


CARMA MOMO

HP: 3/3
Defense: Dice Roll: 4 > 3 (success)
Action: Attack: Shower of Ice - stabbity stab stab
Roll: Dice Roll: 3

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☽ MOON RABBIT
 Posted: Oct 13 2017, 08:52 PM
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10,000 • Rabbit • Knowledge • N/A


I get knocked down, but I get up again
It was ironic to most – the idea that Rabbit was a hunter. They simply never grew up with the stories; Mahtigwess, Ableegemooch, and Gah’tsoh himself were only a few – those known to his people, at least. No matter the depiction, Rabbit was always seen significantly as a hunter. He was also the Hero, and therefore clever and smart, often painted the victor against Wildcat, Otter or Coyote. But this was not the old days, not the old stories between Gah’tsoh and his trickster friends. He was facing a clever creature – those who led a force were best assumed to be a clever foe – and one who seemed, despite the situation, relatively relaxed. He was not the standard General who stood stoically delegating orders to his men. He was watching from afar, not participating at all. Out of disinterest, or was he the line of defense?

Whoever he was, he brought a smile to the Moon Rabbit’s face. There was not a cry of agony as his arrow met its mark; instead, Peacock had caught the arrow in his hand and snapped it neatly in half. He met the gaze of his opponent, offering a smirk in return, and a wave. ”Nae bad, me ol’ cockie.” he muttered, more to himself and for no real reason – but truth be told he could feel his blood start to pump hotter. He was facing someone who might be interesting. His attention was briefly drawn by the appearance of something else- some kind of a…an automated…something. It looked like some sort of a-

Shit.

Douglas’ attention turned just then back towards his graceful peacock…and there was a torrent of ice, sharp as blades, heading his way. No time to dodge it; he got caught in the side, letting out a hiss as he bounded to cover to avoid the rest of the onslaught, eyeing the injury with a frown. Fuckin bastard got the drop on him…but that was what he got for momentary distraction. He allowed himself to rest out of sight, letting his free hand move to wrap fingers around the shard of ice, pulling it free with a gross little shick. Could’ve been worse, could’ve gotten his vitals.

Not a peacock, then. A snowbird. He raised his bow again, nocking an arrow. ”Vat was a free shot. Vis time I won’ be as gen’rous…”

He let the arrow fly.
Defense: 1v3 - fail
HP: 2/3
Action: Attack – arrow go ROUND 2???
Roll: 2

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☽ IVAN ZOLNEROWICH
 Posted: Oct 14 2017, 04:56 AM
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132 • Toy • Fortitude • Russia


'Cause the best gift I can give you
is this heart inside of me!

Metal was such an unfeeling medium. It was easy to meld and craft to one's whims. It was quite unlike wood, which took a great deal of time and pain to produce anything. This was something that the Nutcracker Prince often forgot, far too used to working with his tin soldiers whose hearts he would claim to be as great as any man's. However, the bird was no tin soldier. It was a creature that had originally been but a toy, meant to bring happiness but did not, as Ivan's creator would have claimed, possess that special something which made it different. Reanimating it did not change this. It merely gave it consciousness and the ability to move, making it like a puppet that had learned to move without its strings.

It should come as no surprise that it acted logically, wishing to fulfill the reason that Ivan had given it. It had but only one chance, but time was short. As a result, it acted without kindness. Like an abandoned gift, he was cast to the ground, landing on the ground mere moments before he transformed.

"Sugar cookies!" A grimace crossed his face before he made his way to his feet, an ache in his body but lacking injury. At least, he muses, his companion- a quick glance showed that the magical toy had taken to higher ground, scowering for more enemies- had been careful enough to see that he was not injured. It would be dreadful if he had been cracked. Fighting became so difficult with injury.

His gaze immediately focused upon the situation. Within the distance he could spot a rather colourful fellow and, closer by, the Rabbit he had met once before could be seen. A flying arrow answered who was probably behind this all. Frowning, he grasped his gun. It felt a bit odd, for his sword was something he seemed to use more often. Guardians did not seem to have much reason to snipe much of anything unless a Nightmare was present. It was a fairly grueling task, but he was thankfully not so far away that he might need to set himself up like an assassin.

Eye trained, he took his shot.


Ivan's HP: 3/3
Roll: 6
Action: Attack
Summon's HP: 2/2
Summon's Action: n/a


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♠ TOBIAS NASCIMBENI
 Posted: Yesterday at 10:53 pm
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610 • Anima • Revolution • The Alps


I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light hath left me broken-hearted.
Attacking the Lunar Lamadary, it would be such a bold and reckless attack. It would make a grand statement that the other guardians couldn’t help but retaliate against the Antis in turn. Good. It was in his nature to want upheavals and challenges to the status quo. The balance the Guardians and Anti-guardians had were not what he expected when he first enlisted under the nightmare king. Like his court there was always a careful game of chess being played careful of not showing your weakness to the enemy or spreading yourself too thin. This lead to a Anti movement that needed more action, he had missed their last major move to expand their influence, but he was going be at the table this time.

He heard the commotion outside sure that Yi could handle it, but he wasn’t going to let the mad monk have all the fun. He just wanted to make sure the sun had completely sank beneath the mountains before he could finally cut loose. Tobias stood in the entrance hall, feeling the cool winds of the Himalayas breeze past him. It was fiercer than the Alps, but it felt like home nonetheless. He looked at the enemies: an overgrown Peter Cottontail with a bow and man with a bird overhead. He would have to choose the sniper from afar. His icy fire flared in his hands producing his frosting blue flames aimed squarely at the non-rabbit man. “The party arrived.” He said to Yi as he entered the battlefield; though the combatants looked more like h'ordeuvres than party goers.

hp: 3/3
roll: 4
Action: Icy Fireball for Ivan

TAG: Peeps WORDS: blahblah | MOOD: Rebellious
NOTES: He is just here to crash the party


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This post has been edited by TOBIAS NASCIMBENI: Yesterday at 10:54 pm
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♠ THE UNMAKER
 Posted: Today at 06:23 am
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2144 • Yaojing • Intuition • Where there's alcohol


I see things that nobody else sees

Another arrow fired. Another arrow caught.

Snap.

The wood splinters easily in his hand. It's a lot like crushing centers. He can feel the palpable break. With a grin, he lets the shards scatter into the snowy landscape. What was once a weapon is now only a reminder of intent. He hopes that this rabbit does not simply have one trick. It would make for a very poor fight.

The wind howls as he watches the Guardian take cover. He never did like it when his opponents tried to hide. The next flurry of icicles rips through the building Douglas is hiding behind, wearing down the wood and tearing through the foundation. The onslaught intensifies, and he is so focused that he does not catch the enemy behind him.

The sound of a gunshot makes him dive to the side, but the searing pain that explodes in his shoulder tells him he did not move out of the way fast enough.

The snow is cold as he topples from the rooftop with a grunt. He rolls through whiteness, the frost clinging to his clothes as blood drips from where the bullet tore through flesh. Yi lets out a small exhale, fully annoyed by the fact that these Guardians were too much of cowards to face him head-on. That's fine.

Icy spikes erupt from the ground as he stomps angrily. They tear out of the ground like terrible flowers, aiming to impale anyone in the way. The attack rumbles against the ground, tearing up the house that damned rabbit was hiding behind.

It looked like the Guardians were wholly focused on fighting him and his companion, though. By the time they finished, hopefully, the Night Mares would have finished wrecking all the havoc they needed.


CARMA MOMO GENGAR

HP: 2/3
Defense: Dice Roll vs Douglas: 3 > 2 (success)
Defense: Dice Roll vs Ivan: 2 < 6 (fail)
Action: Attack: Ice Spikes @ Douglas
Roll: Dice Roll: 3

Also, don't forget the Night Mares roaming about!

Night Mares (collectively, there are 5 of them)
HP: 5/5

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