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Torrential downpours cause localized flooding and many upset cats. Along with these frequent rain, from gentle drizzles to heavy rainfall, there seems to be a flux of Magicka drawn in particular to water sources. Occasional jet streams of warm air make narrower tunnels harder to navigate. On occasion, the rain intensifies, becoming howling storms with sleet or large hail. However, the temperatures overall are a little warmer, with snow and ice in temperate caves somewhat receding.
Aug 16 2016, 07:41 PM (This post was last modified: Aug 16 2016, 07:42 PM by Septiezal.)
MAGICKA LEVEL 100% RESTORED TO 100%
The world around him tumbled as he was flung from the paws of Mosi. Septiezal crashed into the ground, feeling the sting of rock scrap against his sensitive scales as he skidded across the surface. His body tumbling around him soon after, leaving him in a twisted pile of coils. Dazed, the python lay there for heartbeat before gathering his bearings.
Septiezal crept his triangular head out from under his gnarled mess of a body. This Mosi... he was too strong. There was no way to beat him, not under these circumstances . No matter what he did, the four-eyed beast always found away to best him. The canine's poisonous taunts were beginning to seeping into scales, now that his rage was shaken from him. If only he had limbs.. he might have actually had a chance.
His eyes, dull and disheartened, peered up at the spectators. All these Gembounds were watching him fail. Losing hadn't bothered him before, but losing in front of all these Gemounds, he could feel their judging gazes crawl all over his scales like ants. They probably all thought he was a incompetent too. A part of Septiezal wanted to slither away hide where no one could find him forever. Then, his eyes fell upon Pharoah. He was cheering for him and all his legless might. Septiezal couldn't believe it. Pharoah, the pup he played hide and seek with a cycle ago, was here to support him despite his failures. The mangled python raised his head a little bit, touched by Pharoah's encouraging presence. He friend's cheers fueled him with determination, and spark of courage flickered in the snake's eyes, reigniting his fighting spirit. Limbs or no limbs, he was going show Mosi "all of thine power."
The serpent's body stirred to life as he corrected himself into a defensive coil like he had done at the beginning. He had finally thought of something to say to the canine's whispered threats. The python's scaley mouth split open slightly, showing a glimpse of the rows of hooked, dagger-like teeth that lined the inside. "If this wasn't a competition," Septiezal turned his head to Mosi, his eyes now burning bright with zeal and anger. "I would be tasting your charred flesssh!" The end of his sentence gave way to a loud, belligerent hiss as he broke out into a sindwind towards Mosi.
Septiezal traversed the distance as fast as his muscles and scales could carry him. He launched his head into the air as if he were striking, but allowed the momentum to carry his body forward at Mosi in a serpentine tackle. His mouth remained shut despite his instinct to bite, should he hit the canine's body. Instead, he would wrap his himself around and allow the combined efforts of momentum, gravity, and the shear weight of his powerful muscles to put the canine creature on the ground.
"Speech." Thoughts...
Attack: T-T-T-Tackle Takedown!
Defense: A messy coil
The savage beast grinned as he watched the snake roll away from him, crashing into the earth and looking dazed. He snorted and began to swagger back and forth, his ego was through the roof as he waited for the snake to right himself. "Come. I am waiting." He didn't say it but there was an implied "weakling" at the end of his tone.
The cheers of his opponent's friends reached his ears and all four of his eyes rolled. They couldn't tell it that the victor would be him, mortals were all fools. Always cheering for the underdogs! He didn't know why he even bothered to try to impress them, it didn't matter either way.
The snake came back with a vengeance after a fierce hiss. The powerful body twisted towards him at such a quick rate that he hardly had time to react --perhaps if he'd been standing at the defensive rather than swaggering before his opponent-- to the words or the action before the snake was tackling him to the ground. With a startled yelp he reacted instinctively by swinging a heavy paw at the snake's head in hopes to clout him and get him away.
Mosi vs Septiezal
V of V
Attacks: Hit Septiezal with his paw.
Defenses: None!
((I'm too lazy to grab my table... work with me here, folks))
From where he sat near the back of the ground the great dragon watched the fight with interest. His pink eyes never once wavered from the brutal show as he needed to make sure no one was cheating and while there were foul words --no rules were against hubris and insulting-- there seemed to be nothing underhanded going on. So, the fight went on without a hitch until the dragon had seen enough.
He rose to his massive paws and tracked through the crowd over to the pair of brawlers. He stopped before them and then said in his deep voice, "That is enough! The winner has been decided!" With that he made his way behind the pair of duelers and lifted a wing to indicate the strange canine. "Our winner is Mosi!" He knew there would be an upset about that but it was obvious that he was the winner. In fact... now that he thought about it... Wasn't this the creature that Albeon had spoken of? He peered sidelong at the wolf-thing and decided, yes, that was exactly who this was. An unfortunate turn of events that he'd won but he would cheat for no one. What's more this was not his fight. As foolish as this thing was he would not let it ruin the general peace of the day and he would shut down anyone who tried... including Mosi. "Both of you fought well and I am impressed. You will both walk away from here with pride." To all attended it might just seem like worthless words but the way that Baratheon spoke, how he looked down at the snake with a sympathetic gaze. Those words were mostly for him. Despite the loss he was very impressed with the snake.
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Septiezal could feel his skin crawl when the word "Mosi" escaped Baratheon's mouth at his announcement for the winner. He tucked his body inward, expecting the insane canine to gloat on his victory. He had expected such a thing to happen, but apart of Septiezal hoped that some miracle would have happened, but all it died when the dragon spoke.
Baratheon caught his attention again as he told two Gembounds that he was impressed with them both. Septiezal forced himself to look up at the dragon and meet his gaze. He flicked his tongue and found himself coiling away from the judge as the way he sympathetically looked at him made the snake feel icky. Don't look at me like that. he hissed in his head. Septiezal wanted to find validation in Baratheon's words, but Mosi's acidic taunts had already eaten away at his skin. Losing didn't help either, in fact, it made it much worse.
Just so he wouldn't look like a sore loser, he would have told Mosi what a good job he did, but the python knew that if he felt another word from that lunatic's mouth he would lunge out and try to burn the canine-creature's tongue off. So, without saying a word, Septiezal turned away slithered silently into the shadows, avoiding the crowd of Gembounds that just watched him fail.
Dragging his now numb & hollow body back over to the Main Areas of Polaris in an attempt to reach to the Magicka Competition, funny even though it's hollow, that hollowness makes it feel utterly heavy. ...He doesn't think being hollow works that way, why are these live bodies so complicated? Just like his Magick, just some innocent training in preparations the ordeal that took place earlier was, a few irritating duds and then all of a sudden these flashes came, and they didn't sugar coat anything. It was a horrifying experience definitely, so much he feels like he doesn't care for anything now... How can he? Seeing something as traumatising like that? Yeah... Who cares... All he wonders if something hostile like the dragon in this vision still exists. He wouldn't be surprised if it was the case, the world lets these kinds of things flourish without any repercussions, if it happens again... Well that further shows that Albeon has been blessed with pure suck. Still the only other dragon he knows is Baratheon, he doesn't come across as the kind...
He's still thinking of the flashes he seen, so Albeon is actually going the wrong way to the Magicka Competition, he's actually going around to where the Wrestling Competition is, which he is right now completely unaware of. Until now sort of, for the noises of combat he heard although he was still spaced out and moving blindly still... It was the voice that suddenly boomed that snapped him out of things, that voice sounded familiar to him although the voice that sounded familiar was softer in tone. Snapping out of things, he sees other spectators, such as that Rinaotei he met once, the one he really took note of was seeing Baratheon... Ah yeah he forgot he's a judge in this, the sound of his voice did startle him a bit, since he spoke in a softer and warmer tone when he met him... Well as soft and warm as he can muster with that voice he has.
Curious he goes over to it too, if Baratheon is judging this Competition, he doubts he'll be late. He wants a break anyway... A break from all of these horrible things he keeps on seeing, why won’t the world just allow him that? Flying over he perches next to the wolf Rinaotei to inspect what was going on, at least the ground doesn't have a geothermal feeling like the vision did from all the fire it has, "...Hey there...Rinaotei." He greeted with respect, besides her snarky farewell from last time she's pretty cool, he's too numb to bother giving an attitude anyway. He watches to see what's going on here, alongside the wolf.
Then he sees him... Mosi. His arch-nemesis, he recalls that he did enter one himself. Seeing Baratheon nearby, and when he announced the winner being Mosi he feels a huge twinge of disappointment, not towards Bara he's just a judge, no need to set anything against him for not starting things with him that are personal, when the day is peaceful. Besides at least this means that he has finally met that scumbag trash, and seeing the subtle expressions he has he seems to have seems to indicate that he finds it unfortunate that he won, seems like lots of others see around him didn't seem very pleased that scumbag won either. Strangely he doesn't feel any bitterness, probably because the horrors he just saw make Mosi seem tiny in comparison, he still hates that scumbag though. He can’t help but feel bad for the snake that left though, no doubt he was being an ass to him when they were battling. If this Competition allowed Magicka he’d take part, take that scum on himself.
Tags: Side Notes: Sorry I would've made him join earlier if I knew the battle was ending here XD.
"Listen I'm speaking right now!"
And that's a good thing...
It means there's hope and potential in one's Future.
Continuing to watch this, doesn't know why she's still here she has already concluded that Mosi here is a savage fool. Probably her desire to see this fool fall in this battle, although sadly the serpent appears to be having trouble here. Well... She doesn't know if it matters, after all seems like absolutely no one is rooting for Mosi... No one whatsoever.
Zero. Zilch. Nada.
Still... She is no combatant she's a pacifist, so she herself would think something like that, but she can't vouch that the snake thinks the same way. Watching on as the snake who has had about enough with the fool too attack him to the fullest. But she was concerned about his yell of anger, no... Don't lose your cool, you could leave an opening, she isn't mocking him for losing his cool, the opponent is a fool. Still with Mosi's swaggering... Wow... What a childish brat. And although she won't hear about on how he is confused how he doesn't get how others aren't cheering for him. It's not surprising, he's completely unlikable, and not realising why he isn't being cheered shows more how delusional he is, it doesn't matter of his capable power, he's a narcissist barely anyone can tolerate narcissists. Look at the eyes... Four eyes must feel special about those huh? Wonder how he'll manage if he lost a little vision on some... Be a normal 'canine'. Ohhh the horror... She's still thinking of these calmly with a impassive expression. Doesn't feel any anger towards the fool, she's just amused... Amused how pitiful he is.
While it certainly is not looking good for the snake when he was whacked, she has to admit it was amusing how this supposed 'God' yelped in response to that. Still the dragon watching on finally stood up and treaded along the crowd she is in, well she was a little bit afar from the crowd since she likes the space. When the dragon stopped things, sadly while she would love for the snake to win, things were sadly not going well for him. She was about to go herself since she'd rather not witness that fool gloat about it when the dragon announces the winner, unless everyone else 'boos' at Mosi, that'd be very funny. But as her thoughts of wonder were answered as the raven crow Albeon showed and greeted her, the tone is a little different... Was he watching too? But the announcement didn't happen yet, she doesn't know but the raven does look a little bit shaken though.
"Afternoon... Is something wrong? Is it about how this fight has been turning out?" She purrs out the question, she should say she has the right to ask that, not to add her calm tone may comfort him into speaking to her. And when the winner was announced sadly as she thought it was Mosi. "I'm sticking around... I want to see if that fool you know of gets 'booed' at. Not many were cheering for him. I have to agree with you about him, he's pitiful..." Albeon could use some validation in regards to things, so she said that calmly with a tone of jest in it, perhaps cheer him up. Really Mosi is sad.
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"Talking looks like this!" Thinking looks like this...
Sep 05 2016, 12:55 PM (This post was last modified: Sep 05 2016, 01:23 PM by Albeon.)
MAGICKA LEVEL 83% RESTORED TO 100%
There's something wrong? Yes... Very much, although the results of this battle have nothing to do with it. "...Yeah, not about this battle though, I just came here. I don't want to speak where there's so many others though. Maybe later…" He doesn't know if the horrors he saw where legitimate or just an illusion one sick minded made up, no need to stir things up by mentioning out loud what he saw.
Listening to the wolf on how she's staying to see if that scumbag trash is going to get booed at, he did feel some joy... Now that he's not alone in possibly hating Mosi if it was that bad for him in regards to the lack of fans. Yeah... Really has a sad life, only can brag about things that are horrible lies, create stars... Bullshit. While he is still a little horribly stunned from that ordeal with the vision he has to admit her remarks are cheering him up a bit. Heh... Get 'booed' at huh? He could arrange that...
One last practice before the Competition he has to go to, he concentrates on his Magick again, the Obsidian adorned on his head is shaking a little bit but no glow from it, nothing of suspicion. Under his breath he quietly 'boos' himself, but in his normal voice not a raspy whisper, but for certain this time that no one would be able to hear him physically at all, except for Rinaotei who's right next to him.
Boooooooooooooooo!
It echoed throughout the surroundings, could be heard by the crowd and Mosi too and everyone else who's around, a tone of pure disapproval of how Mosi won, the 'booo' was towards Mosi. The voice was different than to what the corvid's normal voice is, no one would never suspect that he was the one that did it. No one.
The Spell was a success and the sound of it is different from his actual voice, so others won't be able to identify at all it was him, only Rinaotei. And he was certain it was one where just about everyone around them can hear it, hopefully that'll make the others who apparently don't like Mosi to follow suit in 'booing' at him. He's sure Mosi can hear it too and he just loves that. OK yeah mood is better a little bit now so he feels a little thankful to Rinaotei again... But it'll probably go back to normal the moment he stops this and goes to the Magicka Competition.
Tags: Side Notes: N/A
"Listen I'm speaking right now!"
And that's a good thing...
It means there's hope and potential in one's Future.
ROLL 17
Albeon attempts to Cast Spell — Whisper( Yell 'Boooo!' under his breath and make it sound like it's coming from the arena, so the crowd and the others like Mosi can hear it! )
Her head turned to him in his answer about how something is wrong, her ears droop a little in response, she'll be more than happy to discuss it with him later.
She watches him carefully for he seems to be processing what she said about Mosi getting booed at. The wheels in his head are really turning right now it seems, the looks on his face are pretty interesting. Hmmm... What is he up to?
Anyone else definitely won't be able to see that Albeon is concentrating on his Magick, but she can see, which in response to that a brow of hers lifted, the wolf curious as to what reaction he might have to that of what she said. Hope he isn't going to use a Spell that'll harm others. Don't want the peace to be very disturbed, no need for chaos.
Then hearing him quietly 'booing' himself got her more curious. But the curiosity was sated when she heard the 'boos' of his can be heard in the whole room, voice unrecognizable from his. OK yeah that was pretty funny... But her stoicism is still there... Don't want to reveal that she knows something about this. But surely they're allowed to say 'Boo'? If Mosi doesn't take it well... Then that's on him for being so bad tempered, not them freedom and all.
OK she's sated so she'll take her leave now. Better go to the Obstacle Course now herself. Standing back up quietly and walking away, but she slightly turns her head towards the raven to show a small smile towards him in amusement of what he just did. And then walks away to where she needs to go, the ground today is a bit geothermal... She wonders how that'll affect the race...
He doesn't use the Spell again, don't want to make it too suspicious besides if the wolf was telling the truth then this might get the ball rolling for giving the others around them permission to 'boo' at Mosi too. He thinks he'll get to the Magicka Competition now, he was about to say bye to Rinaotei before she seems to be going too, not a word said to him. Was she disappointed? Yeah... Should worry about more things like that vision instead of doing something like this... But he sees the wolf stop and turn around to see the corner of her lips smiling softly a little at him. His eyes widen a little and he smiles a bit back, spreading his right wing out and pressing it to his forehead giving to what appears to be salute from him to her.
Yeah though he better leave now too, because he wonders if the high geothermal on the ground is just due to how warm it is today, or if it's because he thinks that's what it is because he thinks that some tension may rise from him doing that there.
His mood is good for now, but he's sure it'll go back to the depressed state now that his head is preoccupied with anything again, allowing the vision to take over his thoughts again.
Oh well... Hopping over to where the Magicka Competition is, since he wants to leave subtlety and his wings still hurt even if he forgot when he did that salute thing. Scarf trailing along across the ground as he dragged it with him from his movements.
Tags: Side Notes: -Exit Albeon-
"Listen I'm speaking right now!"
And that's a good thing...
It means there's hope and potential in one's Future.
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