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i wish i could say that i am a light that never goes out
Gods how he loves to hear that idiot sing.
The jungle? Not so much apparently.
As the vine snags out and grapples Remi's ankle, the Alchemist spreads his arms wide to try and keep his balance. "Ronin, I think the jungle would like you to pick a different song." He calls over his shoulder merrily, unaware that his husband is dealing with jungle-critics of his own. Shifting into his manticore form as he's dragged forward, his forepaws try and dig deep into the dirt to slow the pull, as he twists and tries to chew through the vine with his shark-teeth. As he does this his sandpaper-like tongue tries to flay the vine to see if it tastes earthen, or if it bleeds like something that they ought to take a bit more seriously.
Remi shifts into a manticore, and tries to use his claws to prevent himself from being dragged further, while trying to chew through the vine.
but I f l i c k e r
from time to time
REMI
Table and Gif sniping by SKY who is eternally the best forever
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Yeah, I wrote it out three times, because that's how much you really don't like bugs. Especially not the kinds that are giant and buzzing and fly out of the fucking death jungle in large swarms. "Oi, fuck right on off!" you exclaim, swatting at the ones that fly past your face. But it isn't you they're interested in, it's Starboy over here - both starboys - which, like, are you supposed to be helping him if he's not even a real person?
Well, he seems real enough to you.
"Get outta here you buzzy assholes! Find somethin' yer own size t'carry off!" Probably not the most effective form of help, but your options are somewhat limited. Though you do grab a shirt out of your bag, the better to swat away the things.
Zeph yells at the bugs and tries to swat them off Ronin with his spare shirt.
give your heart to a wanderer who found your soul and called it home
08-25-2020, 05:43 PM (This post was last modified: 08-25-2020, 05:47 PM by Ronin.)
Aight, so maybe the bugs don’t like his choice in music. Or maybe they really like it and they are showing their appreciation. Either way, Ronin is not there for it. At all. Zeph starts swatting and Remi starts sassing, obviously, and he’s appreciative of both in their own way. But that doesn’t really get the bugs out of his pockets, does it?
Know what does, though? Supernovas.
”Might want to cover your eyes,” he mutters - the real one, that is - and he’s already starting to glow fiercely. There’s a bright, blinding light, and any enemy (aka bug or dragonfly) in the immediate vicinity will be targeted.
Ronin is very extra about the dragonflies, and opts to vaporise them with a supernova.
Magic: Supernova | A blast of celestial light emanates from Ronin in a 60ft radius. Any allies hit by the light are healed, whilst any enemies take damage. May be used twice per thread, with a two post cooldown.
Type: Light | Rank: Upgraded
The bugs come out from the woodwork, literally, diving onto Ronin 1 and Ronin 2. But the insects, gross as they are, are not Phoebe's main concern. Instead, her eyes lock onto Remi, who has suddenly changed forms as he is dragged into the jungle. "Hey! Let him go! We are just passing through!" Phoebe shouted at the trees as she rushed forward, the seeming sentience of the plant and wildlife reminding her very much of the Greatwood. Pim roared loudly as he too charged forward, releasing a bolt of lightning from his maw into the treeline where the vine came from.
Branbast? Well. He just hung on to Phoebe's shoulders in irritation.
Phoebe tells the vine to let Remi go, Greatwood style. Pim breathes lightning at the treeline where the vine seems to come from. Branbast regrets his life choices.
Remi’s shift has the vines tearing from their roots as he prevents himself from being dragged further. The chewing does wonders at breaking through, and the Alchemist will find that he’s free – just in time to spot Zephyr as he attempts to use a shirt to attack the Treeflits. It looks like an exaggerated game of whack a mole, where poor Zephyr misses each and every one.
Luckily for you Zephyr, Ronin’s got your back. The Treeflits are vaporized, leaving smoke and pieces in their wake, drifting along the current of the air.
Phoebe’s words do little to dissuade the vines, but Pim manages to hit the treeline where the vines had appeared from. The trees, wet with the rain and monsoons, surprisingly don’t catch fire – but the act of it does invoke a thick fog that surrounds the group. Through it, however, there’s a path forward toward the thicker jungle. Beyond it, you all can hear the chiming sound of birds beyond.
Randomly determined post order: Remi, Zephyr, Ronin, Phoebe.
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i wish i could say that i am a light that never goes out
So maybe no more singing. Remi hums musically in his husband's mind. It's a shame that no one else can hear him, but if there's anything important to say he's sure Ronin can serve as his mouthpiece well enough.
Opting to stay shifted, the manticore pushes on through the undergrowth despite the smoke Pim has caused. Much larger and wider, it's easy for Remi to bulldoze through the jungle, though certainly the expedition forward is now far noisier than it was a moment ago. But Ronin's singing and a blast of starlight probably ruined any chance they had of remaining stealthy anyways.
With his tail poised over his body ready to strike, the manticore uses all his senses to try and interpret the area around him. Everything smells different to be sure, but his nose seeks out particular smells, like fear or adrenaline that might be wafting from potential predators or prey. Meanwhile, his eyes scan the jungle floor that he might help the group avoid trapped or dangerous ground.
Remoodle stays as a manticore, trying to sniff out predators and scanning for traps/dangerous ground.
but I f l i c k e r
from time to time
REMI
Table and Gif sniping by SKY who is eternally the best forever
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Well Zeph what is this now, 0 for 5? 7? You maybe need to give up on attacking things in general. Stick with dragging people out of the shit.
And closing your eyes. "Wha-?" you wonder, but do shut your lids obediently, only to see a shock of light that pierces through in a surprisingly okay way. "Another neat trick," you rumble, blinking your eyes back open to raise an eyebrow to the Star. Literally, you guess, since he can go supernova at the drop of a hat.
Well team, onward we go.
You continue along down the path carved out by manticore, keeping an eye on the woods. Just in case you don the panther gloves, because maybe those will make you more valuable in this. Or maybe not.
Zeph keeps on keeping on, looking out for more bugs. He's wearing his gloves.
give your heart to a wanderer who found your soul and called it home
”I can do it all, me,” Ronin jokes to Zephyr as the light dims and the fog begins to surround them, Remi’s bulky form the only thing leading the way at this point. He smirks as his husband’s sass reaches him, and both he and his projection continue to softly emit starlight as they walk, trying to illuminate the smoky air around them. Maybe not. I’m not sure if they didn’t like it, or if they liked it far too much, he quips back.
Remi seems to have the scanning ahead all covered, but Ronin is still caught by the sudden chime of birdsong. ”Is there something up ahead?” he wonders, straining to hear more and glancing between Zeph and Phoebe to see if they can hear it too.
Ronin uses his dazzle to help illuminate the path, and wonders about the sounds of the birds.
Well, at least now it seemed clear that the jungle was not made of the same stuff as the Greatwood (she hoped).
Phoebe sighed in relief to see the vines suddenly and easily give way under ManticoRemi's attack. And though Pim's lightning did create a cloud of smoke, she patted his head. He had the right idea at least. But soon enough they are continuing on, and the Nightingale kept closer to the manticore leading the way now.
At Ronin's question, her brows furrowed with concentration. The blonde tilted her head, trying to see around Remi. "A bird?" she guessed.
Phoebe sticks close to Remi and tries to see around him to find the source of the birdsong.
Not just one bird. A lot of them. But like the determined party you are, you go through the fog that Pim had created through the trees. Visibility is low here, you begin to be unable to see your companions as you trek further in. The bird calls grow louder, until the heavy sound of wings beating begins anew. They head for Ronin again, but the Star despite the low visibility manages to avoid colliding with one. They pass by Phoebe with little more than a bit of wind to blow around strands of blonde hair.
Turns out they aren’t going for you.
They are fleeing.
The fog grows thicker, and it’s Remi that despite his size and form, gets tangled up as the jungle begins to drop vines atop him, trapping him into place, pulling him down and down. And that’s when he sees it — it almost looks like a tiger, painted a brilliant hue of silver with black stripes, blending into the fog like the predator it is. It looks like it might be protecting something. It looks like it’s pissed.
A split second of narrowed golden eyes. And then it lunges, it’s jaws wide as it latches onto Remi’s throat.
You’ve attracted a molten tiger! Oops
Randomly determined post order: Remi, Zephyr, Ronin, Phoebe.
i wish i could say that i am a light that never goes out
It isn't fear that grips the Alchemist as jaws close around his throat, but bloodlust. He can smell the coppery sweetness of his own blood as it fills his nostrils. Flailing against the vines that bind him to the ground, the manticore roars loudly, his fury and predatory delight a bring song from his mind into Ronin's.
Stifling the urge to pull his head up (to do so would only invite his throat to tear), instead, the Alchemist tries to raise his tail if it isn't bound down by the vines, thrusting his paralytic stinger between the tiger's shoulder blades.
What the creature is, how its stripes seem to bleed away and drip, what it's doing here and how it found them is entirely inconsequential. Perhaps once its pelt has been torn from its muscles and its bones flayed away from its flesh the Alchemist will have the mind to consider such things. For now though, he seeks only to ravage the life from this strange new beast.
Remi doesn't pull back, not wanting to damage his throat any more. He tries (if his tail isn't bound), to stab the tiger between the shoulder blades with his stinger, delivering his paralytic toxin.
Manticore Ability | The poison from his tail can cause paralysis (or kill with permission).
but I f l i c k e r
from time to time
REMI
Table and Gif sniping by SKY who is eternally the best forever
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Mort's balls and Safrin's tits, you so aren't here for this.
Giant. Fucking. Cat. It plows out of the forest and into the manticore-governor, and it's clash of the titans up in here which would be cool if you hadn't been tasked with getting one of those titans back in one piece. Currently from what you can make out through the fog and the blood that's a bit of a way from happening.
And you here with your dick out, unable to do shit.
"Oy! I think this is our cue to go the fuck back to town, eh?" you holler forward to Remi, hopeful that if he disengages the thing will leave them alone. You pull out the carpet from your bag, spreading it out and hopping on in case you have to fly the fuck away and drag one of them with you.
And uh, that's it. That's what you got. GG fam, let's gtfo.
Zeph votes we nope right on back the way we came. He is sitting on his magic carpet.
Type: Light
Carpet | Can fly with 2 human-sized creatures on it. Can only reach a maximum height of 20ft
give your heart to a wanderer who found your soul and called it home
The flash of anger and pain is enough to make Ronin’s breath hitch in his chest, and he’s already taking a defensive step back at the sight of the molten tiger. ”Get back,” he warns both Zephyr and Phoebe, beckoning for them to run to the shade of the trees where they would be less likely to draw the thing’s ire. ”See if you can make a distraction!”
He flashes a quick smile over his shoulder to Zephyr, simultaneously pulsing a note of caution towards Remi. ”That’s not how we do things,” he says apologetically, his projection also running for the trees in case he needs to make a quick exit. Turning to face the battle of monsters (sorry, Remi, but you both know it’s true), Ronin raises his hand, swiping down the forearm marked with tiny golden constellations.
And a cosmic flood roars forth before him, trying to wash away the tiger and persuade it to get its teeth out of his husband.
Ronin warns everyone to get under the cover of the trees and to try and create a distraction. He uses the following:
Shackles of the Water Bearer: Summons the Aquarius Constellation for one post. The constellation is semi-transparent and manifests as a cosmic flood which deals Basic water damage. Exists as a constellation-tattoo when not in use, but manifests in golden shackles when used.
"Remi!" Phoebe shouted in horror as the molten tiger lunged and latched onto Remi's throat. That said, she knew she was more of a liability being this close to him than a help at the moment. At Ronin's order, she was quick to take cover in the trees. Branbast watched the tiger with wide eyes, and Pim retreated with Phoebe, lips curled back in a snarl, ready to attack should things turn their way. Panic gripped her briefly, before the Nightingale did the only thing she knew to do in a situation like this.
"Frey! Please help us!" she shouted, calling upon her friend and god to lend their strength. If the tiger wasn't defeated quickly and damaged Remi's throat too much, patching him up would be beyond her skill - and they had no magical healers with them.
Phoebe takes cover and tries to channel Frey to help!
