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The union flies down for a closer look, making a momentary look of distaste.
It was possible there might be clues down there. Though if this was meant to be a dump, there certainly weren't any signs or workers in sight.
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Leo came out of the ship in an obvious state of thinking about something.
The days in transit had been spent fairly well he supposed. Though a few things still concerned him.
He had fixed up that one sword Freya seemed interested in as much as he could without getting more matrials, and come out with a few new spells. Including that one....somewhat concerning ritual.
The Agony lightning infused food had been mostly a failure, but he was sure the idea was sound, he just needed a less direct method of using it. Some kind of engineered spice or herb.
Vitor's assessment of the starfury he was sure was helpful. Though at the moment he didn't quite know how he would acquire what he needed.
Helping the girl, lucine with her gun had been intresting he supposed. The case he had made was cheep but served an alright proof of concept and test.
He had some good mana types to work with now as well.
He still needed a way to study the gem more, but he had a few ideas, he just needed time and space to work. That timefucked gold seemed like it could be fun to play with to.
So many experiments to try, so when he stepped outside to see nothing but empty fields all around, he was quite pleased. Oh the things he could get up to without having to worry about nearby pepole and places....
Well there was those two guys on the Rocks, but what were two guys going to do about a little noise pollution and small explosions? Call the Two guys in the middle of nowhere paladins, bane of adventurers everywhere?
Though....The place did feel a little off....
He would need to investigate that as well.
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Rama had been air dropped in, landing about the time the others arrived, forgoing a parachute and simply gliding down on golden wings of light he had drug out of his fans, which had now been returned to their place on the back of his waist, like a tail feathers. The faint holy thrum they gave off to those sensitive to such things in sharp contrast to the rest of him, and the twin bows he also carried.
Having just arrived, he most likely went unrecognized by the other hunters, but neglected to introduce himself without being prompted, simply commenting.
"Its an impressive structure. At the very least, perhaps it could be renovated and repurposed, which would aid in cleanup" -
Spoiler
Name: Rama
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Gender: Male
Species: Half-demon
Appearance: A white haired, red eyed young man in a black coat.
The back of the coat has thin lines of dull silver threads over the whole thing, creating an image of flames.
His signature weapons are arranged to add some color to his outfit, with his two large gold and silver fans placed at his waist so that the feathers fall behind him, and his two bow’s still strung pressed against one another on his back, so the arches point away from his center.Personality: Rama tries to present himself a mysterious badass when on the job, but usually can’t keep it up for long, be it because he gets distracted by the voices in his head and forgets to not speak out loud, or he gets carried away by the fun of it all and just ends up coming off as a nerd. Regardless his skills are very much real and there is nothing quite like the rush like showing off in the middle of a fight, so you can be sure he has your back.
Red Orb count: Every character starts with 500 Red Orbs.
Gimmick: Duel Wielding: The user has two of every weapon he owns and uses two at once. Allowing them to mix and match or wield two of the same weapon.
Weapons: Shadow Bow, Heavenly Fan
“Reveris” Shadow Bow: A Powerful bow made of bone taken from a snake demon, And a rare, purple demonic metal. Rather than a solid string, the bow is perpetually strung by the power of the demon soul sealed inside it, and the metal. Forming a string made of tightly wound black fire.
The soul inside is actually Rama’s father, Who was grievously wounded and cursed to be unable to heal by the angel Briyante, and thus was used as a weapon ingredient to preserve his “Life” Because of this, the seal was left weak enough that he could appear in dreams and the minds of those who hold him, in order to maintain some interaction with people. He is actually pretty chill.
“Briyante” Heavenly Fan: A large fan made of Halo, and the silvery feathers of an angel, along with its soul. Despite the the fact that a huge chunk of its surface is soft feathers it is surprisingly useful in a meele. Its feathers becoming rigid and sharp as needed to block blow’s and attack.
The soul inside is actually the soul of the angel that cursed and killed Reveris who was locked away in this weapon after being defeated as revenge. The downside? The only seal Rama could get to work on this one was the same one he used for his dad. So now he has to hear it’s annoying voice in his headStyles: Bowmaster, Mystic
Bowmaster: A style with a focus on the use of a bow. Allowing for great feats in its use and a wide array of techniques involving shooting a bow. Forget shooting apples off of a head, This madness should not be possible.
Mystic: A magical style with a focus on combining one's own magic with magic already present and manipulating it. This allows a user to harness the powers of magical weapons much more potently and even twist the powers of a weapon into new form to allow them to do things they otherwise could not.
Trigger: Double Trouble
Double Trouble: The user taps into there demonic heritage, and creates a copy of themselves. Allowing him to be in multiple places at once, wield four weapons, and make a second action, or work with himself on one.Stats:
Durability: 0 (Like father, Like Son)
Firepower: 3 (That's a pretty good demon bow there.)
Strength: 0 (Need to start working out, bring out that demonic strength)
Magic: 4 (Uses magic weapons, and is also naturally magic)
Skill: 3 (You think using bows and a FAN is easy?)
Backstory:
SpoilerRama grew up in a small town known as Dusk Grove, with a reputation as being the one kid nobody wanted to mess with. When he was young a few older kids tried to pick on him, ending in them getting sent to the hospital. He may not have been the strongest around, but he always moved just right.
Sometimes to right. To smoothly, and with unnatural quiet.
See Rama’s dad was a Demon. A rather personable one, who spent most of his time blending in with humanity. But of course, demons are trouble magnets and Rama was far too magical to not notice. So long before anything could go wrong Rama was taught to use and control his powers. And later how to use weapons in case he was ever in danger.
By Day Rama went about like any ordinary child, and at night worked with his father on magic and combat. Of course Demons attract trouble, everyone wanted a piece of that demon out in Dusk Grove, so sometimes they got some rather useful bits to work with. Orbs and Horns and Scales.
One day shortly after Rama’s twelfth birthday a particularly nasty brute smashed up their house while Dad was out working and mom was out shopping. Having been prepared for this Rama proceeded to deftly dodge the demon’s blows (Mostly) and not get smashed into paste or eaten. Defeating it after a long and tiring fight.
His father agreed that he should get himself a proper demon weapon after that, Rama having gone through no less than 20 knives, 3 pipes, and various kitchen equipment.
Up until this point Rama had mostly worked on various charms or weapons to be sold to other demon hunters, himself using only a demonic dagger (Which also broke in the fight) so by this point he was ready to build a real weapon.
Using a Strange metal from the body of the brute, a bone from a snake demon, Rama crafted a pair of identical bows, and ground Orbs into dust, he mixed that dust with water and let the bows soak for three days, and fed it some of his own power at sunrise and sunset.
On the third night he removed the bow, the water now having been totally drained of all blood and demonic power . But soon he was faced with a problem.
Its shadowy cord was thin and flickering, the power he had infused it with insufficient. Rama looked all over the workshop. Turned over every crate. But he could not find a single soul which would do. Rama wanted perfection for this bow, he was not going to bind an unsuited soul to it.
Of course, he continued to use it in the meantime, nameless and empty as it was, but since he had to power it manually for every shot he easily became tired after using it. He wondered when he would find a good enough soul to use, and as his rotten luck would have it, he found it all to soon.There was an attack one day, not unlike a demon’s attack, but also not the same at all.
This attacker called out in a pleasant and polite voice speaking plainly and without bite. And Rama hated it. Acting all calm and polite as it lashed out and trashed his home again. It showed neither a prideful joy at the fight, nor a drive or even a real reason for fighting. All it cared about was its arbitrary mission.
Unfortunately this being, the angel Briyante was able to afflict his father with a powerful curse and defeat him. Rama managed to slay the weakened angel, but despite his and his mothers best efforts, nothing they did could heal Reveris. The curse made sure of that.
As a last ditch effort to save him, Rama used his soul as the final ingredient in the shadow bows using a weak seal so he could still speak with them and interact with them in a limited fashion.
As revenge he butchered Briyante and took its soul, using its pieces to craft a pair of holy weapons and bound its soul into them. Unfortunately he was not very used to working with angelic substances and had trouble properly sealing it...so now….
Well Briyante’s annoying voice aside, Rama took over on the whole, “Deal with local threats” thing, and the rest is history.Wooooo finaly finished
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Lilly looks around at the entrance for a moment, and realized it might be a good idea to find someone who knows what this place is. For all they know, its abandoned inside and filled with crumbling walkways. Having an idea of whats in there might be for the best. And Ador was saying it dident smell like anyone had been here for a while.
"It looks like its been dug out, but I don't see anyone around. We can fly around the mountain and look for pepole. We can catch up later."
Without waiting for a response, Lilly and Ador, having already reached an understanding immediately start running off, as Lilly preforms her fusion spell and leaps into the air.
The reformed Union proceeds to fly around, looking for any clues or signs of human life. -
"Damnit...To be insulted and bested by mere humans."
She knew she could call in reinforcements. It wouldent' be that big of a deal to open a door, but her pride wouldn't allow it.
Having to be rescued from a small group of humans by her own subordinates? Never. Nor could she extract herself and go scurrying home defeated.
This being the case she makes no further moves against the group and simply proceeds to Simultaneously bitch about her defeat, and attempt to save face.
"You wouldent' have won if I hadn't stayed my hand earlier. With my beams I could have smote anyone who insulted me, I just didn't want to trash the ship and have to drag the rest of you out of the cold vacuum of local space." -
With Jack's boot on her Stella wouldn't be able to move, and his knife would prevent a normal person from resisting. Pressed against the floor there was nowhere to back up to...for a mere mortal.
SpoilerTraining: 15 vs 20, Quality: 52, Random Blitz: 27,
Stella gains the following:Odd Blink: The user swaps places with the nearest humanoid. Cooldown of one round.
But by preforming a variation of the Warp ability and swapping places with jack she should be able to get off the floor and back up. Its a good thing she wasn't actualy being held, just pinned.
Once the Warp is done, Stella will immediately move to back off, backing away from the knife and, in the event that jack winds up facing up towards her jerk to the side to avoid getting shot if his first instinct is to fire. -
Unfortunately for scarlet, Stella was both used to being shot at, and there was little space to move.
But fortunately Stella was to stunned by the fact Scarlet was ACTUALY DARRING TO FIRE after her threat, to react. She narrowly dodges the first shot right before the second collides with her bomb, disrupting it and causing it to disperse harmlessly before she gets a chance to fire it. The laser shot, having been stable enough to mostly survive continues on and nails the flying goddess in the stomach.
As soon as it hits she lets out a sound somewhere between a surprised "Oof" and "Nhgg" and goes crashing to the floor. Though she does not appear to have been burned in any way, it certainly did SOMETHING. She has the look of someone who's fairly pissed, but is too surprised and busy trying to catch up with what just happened to actualy respond. -
As soon as the guns went up Stella moved up a hand, her focus taken away from Zoe as she prevented her from getting shot then took a blow herself, shortly followed by the one jack she hit aiming up again.
As when she was waking up the nerdy girl a galaxy looking thing forms in front of her hand, but its a bit bigger then the one before.
Stella glares and slowly, in a restrained fashion delivers her threat.
"The next person...who points a gun at me. Is getting blasted into space, lack of an airlock be damned."
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"Useless goddess? USELESS GODDESS!? A MERE HUMAN DARES ADRESS ME AS SUCH?! I HAVE LIVED LONGER AND DONE MORE THEN ALL OF YOU COMBINED COULD EVER HOPE TO ACHIVE! I have tamed great beast and sunken greater ships, I have protected the night sky for EONS! Guided lost travelers home and struck down ancient pirates! Even the Arurm, devourers of whole planets, could not keep me out of their massive fortresses!"
As the Immortal Jack raised his gun, Stella quickly threw out her arm, barely looking in his direction, and a bolt of black and sparkles leapt down from her arm and blasted the gun right out of his hand.
"And YOU" She turns to the other jack, the pirate jack, and speaks in a tone of hate and disgust. "If YOU so much as LOOK at a star the wrong way I will feed you and whatever junk heap you are on to Cuddles and then personally deliver your soul to the front gates of the underworld!" -
At the mention of that one shirtless jack being a pirate Stella's fingers twitched as she restrained her age old reflex to smite pirates.
A restraint that grew ever harder to maintain as the delusional space wizard and child proceeded to insult and mock her. While the pirate arrogantly laughed about his plans for the future.
She floats and glows both hands balled tightly into trembling fist
"Why I oughta....."
If the ship had windows the party would have seen a pillar of light rush just past the ship, and careen off into space.
Had the ship been sailing on the galactic sea rather than an empty void the impact of the beam into said sea would have violently rocked the small ship, and sent a wave over it.
As it stood, the beam rushing past was an audible event, heard as a high pitched whine, with a deep movie SFX laser esque echo, which was saying something considering there should have been nothing there to even transmit the sound. -
Stella briefly looks on Hirata's work. At first with a mild confusion, followed by a bemused expression as though looking at the antics and crafts of a child. Though she IS somewhat impressed that that seems to have actualy worked. She doubted it would last long but it spoke to the girl's problem solving skills. always something good to have around.
For the time being though she turned her attention to the far more intresting topic of resurection.
"Im pretty sure she does cherish it, and thats why she would be concerned. I must say though its quite impressive that these aliens managed such a thing. Bringing the dead back to life is not the easiest of feats. Though the system likely grabs your soul before the reapers get it and take it to the underworld, which would make it far easier. Still impressive though. We gods sometimes use such systems for our troops" -
This should be everything...
Time to break some rules of canon
SpoilerName: Takumi lagoon
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sex: Male
Race: Third Gen Reyvateil?
Appearance: A young man of average height and lean build, with blue and white hair. He has a scar on his right arm, where some particularly vicious wildlife managed to slice it open in his younger years. Though he favors plain clothes, his recent travels have resulted in him wearing his signature armor far more often. His Installer port resting on his chest, seems to include lots of overlapping circles and triangles. But this is hidden by his shirt.
Personality: A helpful, if somewhat snarky, individual with a confident attitude. Though recent events in his life have both dampened his mood a bit, and introduced some confusing new emotions, he is eager to see what new possibilities his awakened powers have opened up. He is still holding out hope that his unusual nature and late awakening exempts him from the short lifespan of his female counterparts, but carries multiple doses of diquilty on his person, just in case.
As he grew up in the Great Fang during the Third Era, He has been imbued with a deep disdain for corruption and totalitarian regimens. Following the revival of the planet, he found a deep wonder for the ocean and the world.
Backstory: An inhabitant of the region Sol Cluster which surrounds The Tower of Harvestasha. After the death of his parents when he was a child, he was taken in by his grandmother.
Growing up he was quite the tinkerer and later became a technician in charge of maintaining agriculture equipment. Becoming known around his village for being quite the handyman and also not the worst to have around in a fight if it came to that.
Shortly after the resurrection of the Reyvateil Origin Tyria, the subsequent reformation of clustania and revival of the planet, he got a Job at The Archia think tank as a technician and research assistant. Three years later far more recently, taking one of his regular vacations from work he returned to his village to find his childhood home burning down. His grandmother having died in her old age, while working in the kitchen. The emotional shock reached a fever pitch which fully activated the unsuppressed reyvateil genes in his DNA. Although this event should have manifested in Border Disease, he instead found himself singing EXEC_HYMME_TEARS=AND=WAVES/. A song which gave form to his complex emotions.
He had, by miracle or chance, developed a valid connection to the Tower despite the odds and even manifested reyvateil powers . Although, some of the other irregularities in his abilities, such as his unheard of ability to rapidly and frequently craft Song Magic on the fly, are a bit harder to explain. Regardless, with these odd anomalies stacked on top of each other Takumi is truly one of a kind.
Merit: 0
HP:
Moves:
Stats:
Essence: 5 (6)Constitution: 3
Dexterity: 3
Intelligence: 4
Resistance: 1 (6)
Strength: 3
Synergy: 1
Perks:
One of a kind, Singer of songs: This individual is a medley, who during a period of emotional shock realized there connection to the Tower Harvestasha. Rather than being driven insane by the faulty connection their coincidently valid address gave them the ability to craft song magic. Further irregularities in the connection to the Tower, make the rare event of conscious spontaneous crafting, a regular occurrence.
Begin the game with one “Song Magic” A powerful ability that can charge up over time, or maintain or repeat an effect for as long as it is sung. Other types may exist? Once per plot at any time, The user may use there current or recent emotions, thoughts, and feelings to craft a new song.One of a kind, Install: As Takumi is effectively a male ravetial for all intents and purposes, it's only natural they would have an Installer port. This marking on their bodies sends and receives signals to the Tower, but it also acts as a port to the grhapnode component in his body. In his own world, one would be able to insert certain crystals to amplify their abilities. While other worlds don't seem to exactly have such things surely nothing can go wrong from sticking the local flavor of magic gems and fancy rocks in….Right?
This character starts with an “Install Slot”, and has one additional slot for every Song Magic he has. By inserting various macguffins and pehbotium of relatively reasonable size into his body he may alter his stats, boost his songs, or cause other effects.
Don't overthink it: Requirements for crafts are less strict, at the cost of an additional Random Stuff roll
(Flaw) Error, Connection Disrupted: The connection to the Tower requires a mirroring of the mind. If this character is damaged or Debuffed by a Psychic attack, their connection to the tower is disrupted, stunning them for two turns, and ending any song they are singing at the time. Chargeable songs that would normally activate an effect on completion are also canceled entirely.
Actions:
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Hail of bullets: Unleashes a hail of gunfire that deals weapon damage+2d6+Int split across up to three targets
Rend: The user slashes into something with their sword, and a large amount of force and will. Dealing weapon damage+2d6+Ess-Passives
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(Perkbacked, Song Magic) EXEC_HYMME_TEARS=AND=WAVES/. : A song of healing born out of grief. Aid the body in healing, and realign the targets Static D-waves with a manifestation of emotions.
Once activated the user begins to sing, and up to three targets are healed for 1d4 healing, and at the start of each subsequent round that the user continues to sing this song another set of targets are healed. Each subsequent round increases the amount of healing by one dice, up to a limit of 4d4 per turn. This healing is split evenly among all targets.
Once per battle.
Merit level 1: At the initial activation, each target is cured of one status effect, randomly chosen from those afflicting them.
Equipment:
Sky Cutter: A strange weapon, it looks vaguely like some sort of hand held minigun, on a totally unfitting grip. In the center of it, facing the same direction as its barrels is what seems to be an exhaust port, Which expels so much air with such force that it is somewhat visible to the naked eye, and its only made more so by the grit mixed into its air currents. Forming a deadly blade of wind able to cut even steel.
Deals 1d3 damage. When used as a sword, Half of the damage dealt is piercing. When used as a gun, All damage dealt is ice/explosive.Silver Kind: A combination of clothes and armor, that combines silky blue fabric, with a silvery polished metal.
Equipment level: +3 Res
Merit level 1: +2 Res
Merit level 2: +1 Ess
Reserve:
(Trick) Tower Convey: Even when not processed and amplified by the Tower, feelings hold power.The user may at will, attempt to craft a song from there emotions or recent emotions. If successful this song will be registered in the tower. And can be sung back perfectly at will, with all the instrumentation expected from the tower's functions.
Though these songs hold little tangible magic and induce only incredibly simple and weak effects at best but they may be useful in some other fiatable way such as communication, entertainment, or diplomacy.
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Stella glanced around intending to simply jump out of the airlock, before realizing whatever idiots had designed this place had put the airlocks entirely station side, and hadn't even secured the ships well enough for it to be worth the trouble of opening one without taking one.
On top of that the ship was...Less then stellar. It looked more like a crappy escape pod or emergency dropship to her. Admittedly practical for what they had and what the ships were most likely for, but being a goddess who also frequently interacted with alien space ships and tech, in addition to various machines and heavenly devices Stella was used to far more impressive looking transportation.
At least the communicator looked a little intresting, mostly by way of its unusual appearance.
As she took a seat she nodded at the girl with a gun
"Not just the ship, the landing bay is a mess to. Even with the inferior technology the way the airlocks are set up is just bad design."
She turns the Echo device over in her hands and pokes at it, the arms of the disc behind her back extend and bend. The things on the end opening up to reveal shifting purple and black patterns and odd parts and markings, "Looking" at the device.
"Hmmm, they have FTL communications though, so at least they figured that trick out."
SpoilerCraft: 26 vs 23, Quality: 70, The device is equipped with long range communicator, voice recorder/playback, remote uplink to wireless network(s), and other assumed functions. She could integrate the tech into something else or flat out produce a copy without much effort.
She pockets the device, knowing that the local humans probbly weren't very used to telepathy, nor would any humans at the station be able to initate it if they needed to call.
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"You were still asleep. It shouldn't be long until we have to go, so get up, and do whatever you need to do to prepare."
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Stella wordlessly points her finger at the air above the pile, purple, misty energy and stardust coalescing togther into a small galaxy looking thing, before promptly exploding with a loud bang. That should wake her.
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Stella Ignores the first point Scarlet makes, instead simply nodding and commenting on her status as a medic. It would be simple enough to display her power and status once things got started.
"A medic is useful, I might be willing to whip you up something you can use later."
She looks over to the pile of blankets, and growing disinterested in the current conversation moves over and taps at it with her foot
"Hey, Its almost time to start, wake up."
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Stella gave a haughty chuckle and did a little flip in the air, before leaning in a little bit
"How cute, Feeling a little doubtful are you? I understand its not often one such as myself comes down to appear before humans, but don't worry, you'll see."
She pauses and moves back.
"More Importantly, Ive introduced myself, so why don't you give me your name?" -
The sparkly clothed person with the strange floating disc, and....Ribbons made of space? Yawned and stretched. Purple, blue, silver and a few other colors of dust started to form a vague mist around her as she slid out of her chair and into the air.
"Hmmmmm...Must have dozed off there. Is it time to start yet?"
Without waiting for any sort of response, she does a loop around the room, examining its occupants.
Eventualy stopping by the window and tapping her chin, whatever she was thinking she didn't say merely proceeding to introduce herself.
"Well, let's get right to introductions. I am Stella, The goddess of the stars. Ill be keeping an eye on you all for now. So don't worry about falling into the cold depths of space or anything."
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Leo examines the sphere, looking over it, and doing some vague simple things to check it over, muttering a few diffrent spell words as he examines it..
He seems to get it pretty quickly
Spoiler(7,
(94) (90) He is unable to replicate it himself, but understanding it is easy enough. It is actually based deeply in Enchanting, Cybermancy, and Psionics, with secondary influences in Golemancy and Transmutation.
The spell seems to pick up on psychic imprints nearby, and data stored on Alan's Cyberdeck to reshape and maximize an object's traits and abilities.
"Well now, just where did you pull this from? Its not bloodmagic or alchemy, but rather its a mix of Enchanting, Cybermancy and Psionics. With a bit of golemancy and transmutation thrown in there. Part of its deal is its gathering data to do all this. Psychic impressions, Data on your Deck."
"I don't think I can copy this verbally, at least not without some equipment to go with it, But I might be able to use some of its principles to induce elements of randomness into some of my other spells. Useful."
Spoiler(8, 1) (39) (58) Leo obtains a new level for Shape Solid
The user may choose to roll an additional Quality and Random roll when shaping an object, taking the most interesting rolls.Spoiler(18, 19) (74) (74) Leo obtains a new level for Basic golem crafting
The user may choose to roll an additional Random roll when crafting a golem, taking the more interesting one. -
"-AAAAAHHHHH"
Punch finaly ceases her screaming and looks at judge. Its not the most power shes gathered, but considering the size of the group and the wounds already present, it should do. The air around her is visibly charged and her hair has begun to float a bit as the sheer amount of mana in her body and the air around her begins to negate its weight.
"This is it! Charging complete! Now prepare yourself for my Greatest Technique!"
She forms a sign in each hand before slamming her hands togther so that they cross, then preforms many other signs in sequence. Each sign causes a ripple in the energy around her as more spills from her fingers. Each sign accompanied by the sound of a small shockwave.
It's a shame she didn't have time to charge it more. It was a much more impressive crash once she had spent a few minuets building up power, but at this rate she wouldn't get a chance to fire it.
"This technique was patterned after the glory and strength of a great dragon who resided in a frozen mountain and turned the frozen stones into stars! Holding its most precious, shining jewel deep withen its own heart! Tremble and fall part in the face of its unforgiving cold!"
Forming one final sign, a ball of roiling blue energy and swirling snow forms
"Roaring White dragonnn'sssss….."
She spins, striking the ball with an open palm, sending it hurtling forward
"HIDDEN GEM!"
By the time the orb has struck shes already moved into the attacks second phase
Similar to when she charged she struck a pose and screamed at the sky.
"HAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
This lasted for a much shorter time, as a silhouette of sorts, made of blue energy leapt up from her feet and spread its wings. One of its own clawed, translucent arms wrapping around one of hers.
She moved to rush forward, running in for a punch. The image collapsing in on itself, into a chaotic blue stream from her arm, throwing off lines and tendrils and waves of blue behind her, and tipped with claws over her fist.
"SHATTER TO PIECES!"
Despite its rather grandiose inspirations and delivery, The idea behind the attack was rather simple. Freeze a target as much as possible with the first strike, the outside, the inside. Freeze them as far to the core as you can. Then execute them with the second strike. A vicious icy punch of great force, to shatter the body of a target. If one struck just right, they could even aim the explosion. Sending the shards off in the direction of secondary targets.
Of course to get the fullest effect, it usualy requires a large amount of energy. Hence the charging. Kind of comes with the territory of 'Freeze a target to its core, from the outside'
SpoilerHaving charged for two turns, Punch now has a STR value of 18.
She uses Roaring White Dragon's Hidden Gem on Judge.
SpoilerRoaring White Dragon’s Hidden Gem: The user unleashes a powerful special technique. Creating a large explosive orb of icy energy, and launching it at a target, before following up powerful strike of spectral claws.
Deals 4d6+strength Ice damage. If double the damage Dealt would kill the target, the damage is doubled. Once per battle
Level 2: When a target is killed by this attack an icy shard is created, which strikes a random foe for 1d6+[Str/2]
Of course the Level two effect is meaningless here, as, aside from the trees there are no secondary targets.
At the END of this turn, Punch's STR will drop by three.
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"Well that's intresting. I wonder if...."
Leo was soon distracted by Alan's experiments, before he returns. Telling Harry he was a wizard now. Something in his tone led Leo to belive it was a reference, but to what he was not sure. The orb he had created seemed pretty intresting. Alchemy, or Blood Magic maybe, considering what it had done to the cables, and guns.
"Well that's nice, Let me take a look" -
Leo just blankly looked at the Digimon, who he was pretty sure was trying a little to hard, before responding
"Not bad. Anything fancy? Do you usualy carry a focus or do you just use your hands?"
As Alan steps out, Leo looks out the window to see what he's off to do. -
"So, your a mage, what kinds of magic do you use the most?"
Leo finishes reshaping the ingot and sits it aside, looking back up.
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Stella, ignoring the oxygen kits allowed herself to be swept out by the pressure, tossed into the low gravity outside. Before hitting the ground she did a little flip and aligned herself perpendicular to the ground directly beneath her and began to fly. She was still seething internally, which put a serious look on her face, but made no further aggressive actions.
Ungrateful Humans.
Well If they wouldn't respect her status, then she would make them respect her power and skill.
And that started with doing something useful, First off....
"Im going to check the Lab. Its the most likely place we can find information"
Also the most likely place for enemies, considering why they were here. But she could deal with that.
Nothing had shot at them as the came in, so that was a good sign.
Without waiting for a response she starts heading that way, looking around as she goes