Raid #25

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Radiant Garden | Hollow Bastion has been attacked by Darkness.

Dark Group | Attacking:

Garland [Leader]
Kefka

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The Light or Neutral have five days to get a team together to counter this attack or the Dark will have a claim on the world! Dark, feel free to post here. Another post will be added when the Light or Neutral get a Raid Group, or if the Dark has won the world! Keep an eye out!

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A Light Group of Three has Countered the Attack!

Light Group | Defending:

Gilgamesh [Leader]
Rinoa
Roxas

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Posting Order: Garland, Gilgamesh, Kefka, Roxas then Rinoa.

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If no winner has been decided by August 6th, then a staff member will review and decide the winner!

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Let the Battle Begin!!

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There had been stories told among the folks in Twilight Town, that a capital of the Light once existed, and stood gloriously as a safe haven for all people of the worlds to journey to. From far and wide they would make a quest to the glorious Garden, where its waters would heal and bring life, its people were told to be the kindest, and the nourishment to be plentiful. It was said to be where a great scientist lived, who brought much love and prosperity to the people who looked to him as their leader. A great light once coursed through this very world's core, its heart, and was foretold to be brighter than the lights illuminating the Royal Castle of Enchanted Dominion, and the Castle of Dreams alike. Many people spoke wonders of what this world used to be, and from the tales the Nemesis had heard by word of mouth, it seemed the most prominent place for a Warrior of Light to have been hiding. Thus was the cause for a pilgrimage to this very soil, where during the midst of his travels, Garland stumbled upon another entity of darkness like himself. Kefka Palazzo, the Harlequin of Destruction, had been wandering the worlds as well. Fortune would have it that he came across the path of the Nemesis, and after a brief discussion about this fabled world of the Light, decided to descend upon this planet to seek respectable bounties. 

Heavy armored footsteps approached through the crowded street, followed by gasps of the civilians that made way for the ironclad behemoth of a man. There were many people in this town, though the stories it would seem were outdated, and no longer held relevance to its current description. Garland looked upon a ruined world wrought with the taint of Darkness, held together by the frailty of the Light built by these people's hope to live on. There were crippled shops and homes alike throughout the residential district of the town; some in great disrepair, and others in the midst of being rebuilt due to recent catastrophe. He knew not what transpired here weeks ago at the hands of miscreants, though he was right to guess that someone had wrought chaos throughout this land. He came to a stop in a square of the buildings, down the street from where the stairs of the Bailey wall met with Merlin's house, and the fountain just before it. From this square he could see many homes and other businesses still well in tact, and stood among those that had been ruined as proud survivors to the last crippling blow this town witnessed. 

The wind caught the form of the large armored man, as he stood in silence, examining the features and lives that carried throughout this place. It was as alive as Cornelia, yet it held the radiant age rivaling that of the Chaos Shrine, having seen so many days of battle and conflict. Unknown to himself, Garland now stood in the world that the greatest threat to the worlds was conceived, where Emblem Heartless first came to be created beyond in a laboratory by an amnesic Xehanort. The scientist was in fact a possessed Keybearer, controlled by another's heart inside of him, aiming to turn all the worlds to Darkness in the name of his former mentor Ansem. The history was extensive, and went back many years. Garland's own ploy was just as complex as this, if not more, for he sought another means to follow the hands of fate to his destined path. The Warrior of Light was sure to be residing in this world, if it was indeed the proclaimed capital of Light. There was little doubt in his mind that his fated rival was close by, however Garland was not one to simply trust intuition alone. The Light's champions needed to be drawn out in order to find the mighty, and stoic silver haired fighter. Comrades of his own bearing light in their hearts would serve as suitable bait, and would inevitably draw the Warrior to the wake of Garland's destruction, to the path he was destined to follow.

Garland held out a hand before him, as a flash of crimson and darkness overtook his palm, revealing a ruby red but transparent crystal hovering just above his skin. It rotated with a solemn pace, before Garland raised it to the sky, where it then ascended quickly to the clouds. After it had reached its climax in its ascension, the crystal began to give off a red glow, as it continued to rotate in the air high above the town. It was well out of reach for most, and impenetrable to physical and magical means alike. It was a relic created thousands of years prior, left for the Nemesis by the Four Fiends in the Chsos Shrine, as a means to gather the energies of Discord for a ritual to be performed in due time. For every fight waged beneath one of these crystals, would be harvested of energy from its conflict and strife, and fuel them in time with enough power to reawaken Chaos himself. Allowing Kefka to serve as a Patron to the God, to fight alongside Garland, would only hasten this process. Destroyers were perfect instruments of battle, and like himself, they sought and relished in the love of the fight. Though they had more aptitude for simply destroying above anything else, and it was this plain desire that Garland sought to manipulate to progress his ambitions. Such a thing was too clever to simply pass on.

Awaiting the arrival of the Harlequin, and the champions who would seek to remove him from this place of solitude, Garland stood firm in his position. The Ogrekiller had yet to be summoned to his side, should any of the meager whelps to stand against him desire words before their last breath, and he was not unkind to provide them with a reason for their collateral deaths. The civilians of this world had begun to ignore him, and this much he could attest to, as he glimpsed down the street yonder to a bakery residing across from a shop dubbed "Ezekial's." Some folk had journeyed inside the health emporium to seek refuge from the strange gem in the sky, fearing it would do them any specific harm, while others simply went about their business to buy something to eat or read to pass the time of their day. A lone duck in a tophat passed by casually as he indulged in a bar of sea salt ice cream, while another man played a harmonica from a bench in front of the emporium. "Let them come," spoke Garland out loud to the air before him, though to no one in particular.

 

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The rift was a dark and cruel place, a place where light was hard to find, a place where monsters roamed around searching for blood to quench their own tastes. Gilgamesh was far too used to such a place as it had almost become a home that he just loathed to return to. It was a place he always detested to go to, but if he even had any shred of desire to go to other worlds, than the swordsman had no true choice but to use this space and travel through it to his destination. If Gilgamesh ever truly wished to return home then this was the path he must take, however he did feel quite comfortable bringing along the sweet young laddie with him.

A girl like her did not deserve to taint her heart with darkness and if they wanted to leave the twilight lit town they were in it was apparent that they needed to cross the rift. Together alongside his apprentice Rinoa, the two of them traversed the rift and found the light that was another world in a short time. He could say he was grateful that he did not really have to spend lots of time in the rift, but the place they entered was not the greatest of places. It was a battle torn world, one that had dealt with a great struggle, but also moved to try and repair itself from the state it was in.

“And here we are, another place to continue our travels…” Gilgamesh said as he stood upon the rooftops that the portal to the rift had left them. “Hmm…a world that’s met its share of conflict…but still holds liveliness that show the people’s happiness” Gilgamesh sad crossing his arms “Alllllllllright dear apprentices, this shall be the beginning place of training! Step one! We shall scour the area looking for data about the world! Step two! We shall begin training so that you can grow into a powerful warrior! And finally step three! We shall become great and mighty warriors and or treasure hunters!” Gilgamesh said placing his hands on his hips before letting out a hearty laughter. In such a state Gilgamesh was rash and excited. Before waiting for any sign of response, Gilgamesh was already leaping off, jumping from rooftop to rooftop “TALLY-HO MY DEAR APPRENTICES! TRAINING STARTS NOOOOOOOOW” Gilgamesh yelled out in glee as he jumped from each rooftop.

Each rooftop he jumped off of only increased his speed, but at the same time the pressure on the rooftops he jumped upon only increased and increased. As he continued on he jumped as high as he could and landed on another rooftop, but the rooftop collapsed from underneath his feet and the swordsman went tumbling down. Head first, he landed in the building and immediately hoisted himself from the floor in order to get a better view of where he landed upon. The smell of pastries immediately assaulted his nose, but the first thing he noticed was the group of people just staring at him with a long stare. The people just stared at him and in return Gilgamesh stared back, creating a really odd awkward moment. “….ummmm…. BAGUETTE!” Gilgamesh yelled and he grabbed the long loaf of bread and ran out of the room laughing like a dork.

Once out Gilgamesh let out a sigh and pushed the bread towards his mouth, only to be interrupted by the cloth covering it. “oh right…cool scarf blocking my mouth….fashion can be a pain…” Gilgamesh muttered silently to himself before raising an eyebrow at the crowd of people before him. The first thing that Gilgamesh noticed in his white pale eyes was a giant man standing in a heavy coat of armor. Though nobody truly paid the man heed, Gilgamesh’s eyes sparkled. “whoahoho! That is some seriously cool armor…haven’t seen such armour ever since I came upon that horned guy with silver hair…” Gilgamesh said.

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"The FUUUUN has ARIIIIIVED~!"

Through a new Corridor of Darkness from the other side of the street where Garland, Harbinger of Chaos stood appeared a face that certainly gave every onlooker pause. Garish and unsightly colors clashed everywhere on the flowing robes and scarves that adorned the slender and wiry frame of the... man who saw fit to stroll right in through the pure obsidian portal. Reds, yellows, blues and purples struck like knives against the fabric in a jumbled mosaic of styles and patters. A simple flutter of the cool wind caused the clothing to catch and billow like a demonic rainbow blown off its course and come to terrorize. A single white plume, adorned with jewels and golden chains topped the ensemble like a perverse crown. But most disconcerting was the face of this man, if one could even call him that. White makeup covered the flesh underneath, his lips painted with a grotesque smile of purple that stretched impossibly wide across his cheeks, red marking accentuated along his green, evil and malevolent eyes.

Some people may laugh at his appearance, but a closer inspection of his features would guarantee that those who did would soon be coughing up blood through a torn throat.

The elderly duck man with the sea salt ice cream passed by, giving a bit of an odd look at the harlequin but seemingly more interested in his own frozen treat to really comment about it. It was a mistake to ignore Kefka Palazzo. As the gentleman anthropomorph passed by, the court mage stuck out a pointed shoe, effectively tripping the old man off into the gutter where he rolled away in a tumble of cursing and squawks. His ice cream bar sailed up and was caught neatly in Kefka's waiting outstretched hand, where he took a lick, tasted for a moment, and then promptly grimaced and spat the disgusting thing out, igniting his hand in a cone of flame and melting the rest to throw it down and away. "Appalling trash," he muttered, "But then I suppose frozen pond water befits them as the meal for pond scum!"

Stepping away, he finally noticed his armored companion, holding something in his hand and looking for the world like an immovable suit of metal and spikes. "Rusty! There you are! Waiting for me before starting the festivities? Aw, ya shouldn't have..."

Picking up his feet, Kefka floated over the street, which caused quite a stir in people as they backed away from the creepy floating clown who had already kicked aside an old man and stolen his ice cream, and joined his silent ally. The mad sorcerer had to admit, when Garland had approached him with the idea of an alliance to destroy one of the worlds, he was skeptical. Chaos's little wars had been loads of laughs in the past, but the harlequin chafed at having to take orders from that pompous old horn-dog. He wanted to do what he wanted, and the orders made it sound as appealing as taking them from Gestahl. Ugh, the bad old days...

But, Kefka had to admit, it had been awhile since he'd caused a good ripsnorting in any one place, and as fun as it was, chasing after buxom blondes with world destroying powers was starting to get a little old. Elsie and Terra could handle themselves without him for a spell. Especially when there was a city to destroy!

Speaking up, Kefka said to the fallen knight, "If'n ya don't mind, Garley, I'm gonna go ahead and kick us off before I die of boredom." Floating himself up to the top of a building, he surveyed the small crowd of people, whilst others just went about their days. He decided to get their attention.

"Attention, all parasites!" he called down, "This is your destroyer speaking! I'd just like for you to know that you will be dying quite soon, so in the quite likely event of the ensuing apocalypse, place your head between your knees..."

He summoned a Firaga into his hand and threw it into a store window, scattering debris and flaming glass into the shrieking crowd.

"-AND KISS YOUR BUMS GOODBYE! UWEE HEE HEE!"

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With his Organization 13 hood up, Roxas was walking the streets of Radiant Garden.
There was however, a few people question why there was a fully cloaked person in black
roaming the streets. The boy was here to actually do some research when he heard something
about a rather tall, intimidating man in iron clad armor near the shopping district. Being
rather curious the boy had to go see what the fuss was all about.

Unfortunately, by the time he had reached the area people were screaming and trying to run away.
From what Roxas had noticed there seemed to be a rather angry clown on the roof top throwing
fireballs at the store windows. Debris was everywhere and everyone was beginning to panic. Not
to mention something rather odd seemed to be high up in the clouds. A place he couldn't even reach
if he wanted to.

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a rather odd looking man dressed in red on a roof top as
well. From what the boy could tell he wasn't exactly a threat. However, Roxas stood there in silence
having the civilians run past in terror. These innocent people needed to be protected and Roxas was
going to try to help them least to say. He couldn't exactly tell how much use he can be with a psychotic
clown on the rooftop and an iron suited man before him.

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❤ I don't want the future. I want the present to stand still. I just want to stay here with you ❤

Rinoa was not an unfamiliar traveler of the darkness. Though the light in her heart was powerful she felt safest embraced by the familiar, shadowy tendrils of the Guardian she hosted. The Harbinger was no hapless Avatar of Light as Carbuncle or tempting Seductress whom stole the voices of her enemies like Siren. This Guardian watched over the witch's dreams and nightmares, leading her through the constant trials of her battling psyche and spirit. Following Gilgamesh was also what kept her brave through the unknown terrain of the Rift. The hellish Zone was home to great terrors that fed off fear and weakness, but her heart was strong. Following the fluttering hue of red that danced through the shadows like a flashy firefly, the sorceress could not help but feel that her heart would remain at peace.

Gilgamesh was a lively fellow, reminding her much of Zell in that sense. But with loudness often fled common sense! Gilgamesh may be a proud a boastful warrior, heck he was probably really strong, but the obvious was likely to slip from his grasp, which held an unquestionable grip on a katana's hilt. One of these times was now. When the scrawny sorceress tumbled from the Rift, behind Gilgamesh he proclaim right to an unseen victories the world had over the darkness. But humans had an immeasurable capacity to do good, but in the same respect they could be among the cruelest of animals born of Hyne's will. Angelo padded up beside her Mistress and offered a tentative whine.

Rinoa could not help the shiver that crawled up her spine. "I don't know if it was the weird portal or something here sweetie." The witch would say, hand moving to rub up against her arm: goosebumps crawling over her bare limbs. "But its megacreeps, I'll agree on that totally." She was of course talking to herself...

Gilgamesh was already soaring across the rooftops like some ninja from a manga. Rinoa gave a deep, exaggerated sigh as her arms dropped to her side and she slumped forward. Her hand raised to offer a dismissive wave as Angelo padded to the roof's edge. The dog stood on her hind legs and barked after the eccentric sword hunter. She sluggishly pulled herself toward the edge and climbed onto the concrete lip. She jumped to the next roof, a good several bounds behind the red warrior.

"Way to leave us behind sensei!" She stressed his title, only to laugh.

She followed along, at a more mindful pace, but she did agree. This world had a strong air to it. It was heavy with the sensation of dread. It was a feeling the young sorceress was all too familiar with. Her thoughtful distraction left her yelping in surprise as she misstepped her landing and nearly bumbled backwards off the roof. Catching herself steady she flinched and pulled her arms to her chest hearing a terrible crash as the heavyweight went clean through the roof of what smelled like a bakery. She rolled her eyes and hopped off the lip of roof she barely balanced upon, carefully shuffling toward the edge of the hole. Angelo peered over with her, the canine cocking her head in wonder.

"You okay sensei?" She sighed and pulled her hazel streaked, raven hair behind her ear.

Angelo barked and the witch looked off toward the direction her companion seemed anxious with. Looking over she gave a sneer spotting a ragamuffin of a pierrot with an extravagantly obnoxious voice. She pulled her hands over her mouth in a surprised squeak. Those jerkfaces! How appalling! One was not going to expect the daughter of the General of the most militant country to sit back and watch right?

Nope!

"Sensei stop stuffing your cheeks! Trouble's brewing!" She pointed out toward the fiery shop that crossed paths with the destructive pierrot. "We're heroes of justice right!?" Honestly the Swordsman certainly looked and acted like one of those weird old war heroes they wrote about in Timber Maniacs. "Cause if you plan on sitting there getting fat on bread I'll do something!" As if there was much she could do...

She was an apprentice in every sense of the word. She would have to be dependent on her Para-Magic machine for now. She could not resort to using her own, destructive mana in the middle of a crowded city street without justable cause. She gave a whistle while putting her pinwheel into the unlocked position. Angelo took her command to prepare for battle and took a few paces from her Mistress. Rinoa aimed her firearm to the back of the clown's head and open fired. She would hope she would strike him and get his attention as she stood there on the roof of a bakery... as threatening as a baby Chocobo.
Man she really had to start thinking her actions all the way through!

❤ tags: Next~!

❤ powers used: n/a

❤ notes: *Attacked the back of the clown's head!

ELECTRIC OF GS AND BTN

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Garland has been removed from the Raid for not posting within four days.

Gilgamesh is next to post in the thread. He has four days.

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One bite, it was only one bite that was needed for the red coated man’s pale white eyes to widen and sparkle in glee. The bite from the baguette was filled with wonderful flavour and Gilgamesh nearly fell to his knees and desired to worship such a treat. Maybe it was because he hadn’t a good meal in a while or merely that the bread was just that good, but even so all that really mattered was that it tasted good and that was good enough for him. He was pleased to see his apprentice had managed to reach near him and it seemed the girl had some potential after.

Stuffing one’s face while a lady was nearby was not the gentlemanliness thing to do. As he chewed the piece of bread in his mouth, he was prepared to cut the rest in half and give her the wonder bread, but people just had to be annoying. The sudden blast towards a building immediately caused the red swordsman to merely choke on the bread, having been caught off guard. Beating his chest while his apprentice chided him, Gilgamesh managed to swallow and pant slightly before starring up at the culprit with quite the unamused stare. The culprit was quite the oddly dressed one, but at the same time he looked quite familiar. Just what was with this feeling? Was he going to feel this way with everybody he met?

Regardless of this fact he was not amused in the slightest and Gilgamesh crouched slightly “Well said my dear student” Gilgamesh said taking notice of her attack. Normally he would scold somebody for calling someone as well built as he fat, but the situation did not call for it. Immediately as the attack was shot from Rinoa, Gilgamesh immediately began to dash forward straight towards the pyromaniac clown with great haste. Once he got closer and closer, Gilgamesh opened the palm of his hand calling forth a weapon to use as his own. Appearing in his hand was a gigantic broadsword that Gilgamesh soon found himself resting on his shoulders as he ran. “Man…so heavy…and yet…so badass…” Gilgamesh said as he immediately stopped running and crouched his knees. With great strength, Gilgamesh immediately jumped an enormous height, soaring high into the air and far above the tall building. As he reached the highest he could possibly go, Gilgamesh begun to soar downwards, straight towards his prey. With the giant sword he held pointing downwards, he descended towards the clown with a powerful downward force. “SHISHCABOOOOOOOOOOOB” Gilgamesh yelled.

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Actions:
1. Gilgamesh uses Frienzed Swordsman and calls upon the Fake Buster Sword
2. Gilgamesh uses Jump on Kefka

Powers/Cooldowns
Frenzied Swordsman: Due to his weaponry being sealed, Gilgamesh has the option to randomly call upon one of his weapons to use. Once he gains the weapon he is stuck using it until he can use the ability again or decides to use the weapons he can normally access. (3 post count down)
Jump: Gilgamesh immediately jumps high up into the air and descends towards his opponent with great force, pointing his weapon downwards in order to skewer the opponent. (2 post cooldown)

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Suddenly, the area burst with activity, and it was rather lucky that Kefka was in the midst of his theatrics. While giving a whoop and taking an outrageously low bow, he had just missed the spinning disc of metal aimed right at him from behind. As it was, the razor sharp chakram shaved off the top part of his proud, white plume from atop his head.

Hearing it rotate violently through the air and circle back behind him, the insane mage gave a maddened squawk of protest and glared back around at the crowds, most of them now fleeing for their lives at the spectacle. His eyes drew back up to see the razor disc zoom back into the waiting gauntlet of a young woman in a blue coat with a dog beside her. What cheek! To presume to aim weapons at him while in the midst of his fun! He would show that little strumpet who's boss, right enough!

"Oooh, come to join the fun, I see," he cooed at her, "Well, don't worry missie, I've saved a few fireworks for you... and your little dog, too! UWEE HEE HEE!" Seeking to get out of range of that ring of hers, Kefka leaped backwards with a somersault, kicking in his gliding to swoop a little ways away... and coincidentally missed being completely impaled by a mountain of a man who wore a colorful getup nearly as zany as his own. Man, these goody two-shoes were crawling out of the woodwork to push his ticket in! Double teaming him from the sides like that, first from behind and then while he was distracted... such underhanded tactics were something he could certainly appreciate. But these chumps had no idea what they were in store for.

And that was when he noticed that his, erm, "companion" had not jumped into the fight once Kefka had started to get assaulted from all corners.

"Hey Tin Man! You wanna come in and help out a bit!?"

Looking back down into the street where he had been only a moment before, Kefka didn't spy a Garland in sight. You would think a hulking armored knight with a butcher cleaver the size of a whale's bladder wouldn't be too hard to miss in a crowd, but nope! Just up and left without a trace, and now it was just charred, flaming bits and screaming people out in droves. What a drag!

"Well, ain't this a pickle... oh well! More fun for me! BWAHAHA!"

Finally getting to the fun part, Kefka ignited the mana in his hands and started juggling little spurts of flame between his fingers, his smile etched freakishly on his painted face. "Tell me, Bonnie and Clyde... you ever learn to juggle before? Let's find out!" Rearing back, Kefka unleashed a barrage of flame from his hand, the gigantic fireball suddenly splitting off into three separate smaller ones that zig-zagged all over the place around the area, bouncing off walls and igniting the wood into an ever-growing inferno. It may be random... but odds were those fireballs were going to hit SOMEone!

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Actions:
1. Kefka activated Glide to dodge Gilgamesh's Jump.
2. Kefka used Extra-Crispy Firaga on Rinoa and Gilgamesh.

Powers / Cooldowns:
Extra-Crispy Firaga: Fires three separate globes of flame that zig-zag in the immediate area around Kefka. Good for close-to-mid range. (Cooldown: 2 posts)

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Roxas has been removed from the Raid for not posting within four days.

Rinoa is next to post in the thread. He has four days.

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❤ I don't want the future. I want the present to stand still. I just want to stay here with you ❤

Things were getting weird. Not even a little weird, but super weird. The witch was not sure if she had even seen the big armored guy, but she was quite aware he was gone from there the next. Maybe she was just hot. That was right! Hot and exhausted from hopping across roofs with Gilgamesh. Like who even does that? Guys were hard at work paving roads and this guy was using roofs as walkways. Anything to divert her confusion for a moment. At least Gilgamesh was paying attention finally. This was no time to eat, there was evil afoot. Oh Hyne she was hanging around him too much… she was already getting excited over something so dumb. But she was not being truthful about her personal feelings concerned. The truth was she was happy, even if only for a little while.

She had been looking around for the others since she had lost her way from home. She was so afraid that it was another time sorceress, maybe something worse, but she was glad to find Gilgamesh. He gave her a warm, comforting feeling. Maybe it was the silly way he acted or the unshakable spirit of a swordsman that reminded her of Squall. Whatever it was that made her feel warm around him she was sure this was the feeling of safety that she had been missing for a while now. Angelo let out a bark, rattling her Mistress from her day dreams. Gilgamesh suddenly attacked the crazed clown, only for him to evade with some weird power. Rinoa raised her hand and smacked it back down over her pinwheel upon its return and kept her arm extended.

The pierrot was mad! And she did not mean angry!

The sudden eruption of magic caused the sorceress’ eyes to widen. Pulling from her Guardian she activated her Para-Magic machine on the drive of a second nature. Her training back home at Galbadia Garden certain gave her the means to act without depending on her spells, but sometimes there was a soft whisper in the back of her mind tempting her to unleash her spells. Rinoa threw her hand over her head drawing Shell from her collection of spells and dropped to a crouch as she pulled her hands over her head. Oooh! That meanie! That hurt! Even with the spell on place it was not enough to completely dispel the pain that came with the fiery delivery. Patting down her head the girl glowered from her crouched position before she pushed up to her feet.

Putting her finger to her lips she let out a sharp whistle, summoning Angelo to the front lines. The canine padded over to Rinoa, ready for combat. The small, mottled hound growled as she took a combative position. Rinoa held out her arm, poised to strike the crazed clown once more. She pouted and drew her arm in the air as if it would help her spellcasting, but she was actually motioning in anger. She furrowed her brows.

“You wanna play with fire?!” In retaliation Rinoa pointed out and drew her largest firespell from her Para-Machines.

Several flaming balls formed before the young sorceress and launched out toward the mad misery maker, returning the Firaga spell in kind. Though Rinoa was confident using her Para-Magic Machine she kept distracted from tapping into her own powers. With the fireballs sent flying the witch tapped her arm, calling Angelo forth. The tri-colored dog jumped onto her extended arm and with a powerful pull she ripped her Pinwheel out sending an Angelo Canon and the pinwheel into the magical menace.

“For justice!” Rinoa pumped her fist!

❤ tags: Gilgamesh~!

❤ powers used: Shell, Firaga, Angelo Canon

❤ notes: I don't fancy this Pierrot.

ELECTRIC OF GS AND BTN

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This was it!

The clown was to be skewered!

He was in his sight, the blade of death jetting straight downwards!

He was going to hit!

HE WAS GOING TO-

NOPE!

Immediately the mad clown found himself gracefully dodging the blow of Gilgamesh and in the end Gilgamesh found himself making contact with the harsh and all too familiar contact with a rooftop. With the surge of power that his jump held, it was a tragedy that the poor rooftop would suffer the cavity through its chest. Crashing downwards Gilgamesh twisted his body and made sure to land on his back. Sure he had already caused two buildings to have holes in their roofs, but Gilgamesh was classy enough not to try and cause more damage. With his back hitting the floor, Gilgamesh sat up and noticed a family staring up at him bewildered and afraid. “Umm…sorry” Gilgamesh said solemnly, rising up to his feet as he gave them a short bow before jumping back up through the hole in the ceiling.

Landing on top of the rooftop once more, Gilgamesh’s eyes widened upon noticing the fire bouncing around the area and gripped his giant sword tightly and rested it upon his shoulders. “YOU DASTARDLY DASTARD! I SHALL BRING YOU TO JUSTICE!“ Gilgamesh yelled out with a passion before leaping towards Kefka. His student made an attack and it was quite the beautiful one to boot! It was filled with passion! An attack that showed she was taking notes! Gilgamesh felt so much pride watching such an attack.

“And…FOR A BURNING SPIRIT!” Gilgamesh yelled out as he dashed through the air at the mad clown. fire spell headed straight towards him, but Gilgamesh immediately used his giant sword to block and push the flame up towards the sky. With his sword still upwards from knocking away the attack, Gilgamesh used his free left hand and pushed his palm forward and caused metallic coils to form underneath Kefka.

Rising up, the coils attempted to ensnare the clown in its grip while Gilgamesh drew closer and closer with his sword raised high. Still mindful of Rinoa’s spell, Gilgamesh attempted to take advantage and prepped his sword, ready to slash the clown in the case that he dodged.

Actions:
1. Gilgamesh dashed at Kefka and blocked the fire spell with his sword
2. Gilgamesh used Death Claw on Kefka and prepares to slash Kefka if he dodges

Powers/Cooldowns
Death Claw: Gilgamesh thrusts his palm forward, causing metallic coils to appear from below and surround his opponent. By clenching his fist these coils with ensnare the opponent, binding and paralyzing him or her. Before the coils ensnare the opponent the coils are weak and can be avoided or destroyed. (1 post duration, 3 post cooldown)
Frenzied Swordsman: Due to his weaponry being sealed, Gilgamesh has the option to randomly call upon one of his weapons to use. Once he gains the weapon he is stuck using it until he can use the ability again or decides to use the weapons he can normally access. (2 post count down)
Jump: Gilgamesh immediately jumps high up into the air and descends towards his opponent with great force, pointing his weapon downwards in order to skewer the opponent. (1 post cooldown)

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