The Emperor of Eternal Darkness (
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vatheon2012-08-11 03:29 pm
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Do You Have the Resolve?
Who: The invading Yami, Those who become brush gods, and other fighters on the Island.
Where: The Island
When: Saturday (all day)
Style: Action
Status: Open!
[After a whole evening of fighting, Yami finally relinquishes something - an orb of light that was ripped from Amaterasu. It's the power of Bloom, and it finds its host in leu of Amaterasu.
There is hope, now. With the power of bloom, the core can be exposed and progress can be made in this fight. Cooperation is key, and timing is crucial.
↪ Last leg of the First Form. In the morning, Yami's first form struggles to hold on. Bloom, Rejuvenation, and Power Slash are released.
↪ The Second Form. After a long battle, the sun should be rising... but there's a shroud of darkness over the sky, and Yami changes shape instead of succumbing to defeat. With aid of the brush gods, Cherry Bomb, Waterspout, and Crescent are released.
↪ The Third Form. Crescent summons the spirit of a warrior, known to Amaterasu as Nagi, that slices Yami in two. Yami roars, but changes yet again. It's around midday, yet still pitch dark... but there's light illuminating the casino-like panels on Yami. When the right panels are struck, Galestorm, Inferno, and Veil of Mist are released.
↪ The Fourth Form. The sun should be setting now, and the darkness grows darker. Yami assumes a more powerful form, that's extremely mobile and even more dangerous. For the persistent and the brave, as well as the large number of freed Brush Gods, they will deal a fair blow. Catwalk, Thunderstorm, and Blizzard are released. With all 12 free, it should be a cake walk, right?
As the hour reaches midnight, the darkness reaches a peak. Yami shifts into its final form, casting all into impenetrable darkness. Its shell is perfectly guarded, and until the dark is lifted, Yami is invincible. Only a miracle can save you now...]
Where: The Island
When: Saturday (all day)
Style: Action
Status: Open!
[After a whole evening of fighting, Yami finally relinquishes something - an orb of light that was ripped from Amaterasu. It's the power of Bloom, and it finds its host in leu of Amaterasu.
There is hope, now. With the power of bloom, the core can be exposed and progress can be made in this fight. Cooperation is key, and timing is crucial.
↪ Last leg of the First Form. In the morning, Yami's first form struggles to hold on. Bloom, Rejuvenation, and Power Slash are released.
↪ The Second Form. After a long battle, the sun should be rising... but there's a shroud of darkness over the sky, and Yami changes shape instead of succumbing to defeat. With aid of the brush gods, Cherry Bomb, Waterspout, and Crescent are released.
↪ The Third Form. Crescent summons the spirit of a warrior, known to Amaterasu as Nagi, that slices Yami in two. Yami roars, but changes yet again. It's around midday, yet still pitch dark... but there's light illuminating the casino-like panels on Yami. When the right panels are struck, Galestorm, Inferno, and Veil of Mist are released.
↪ The Fourth Form. The sun should be setting now, and the darkness grows darker. Yami assumes a more powerful form, that's extremely mobile and even more dangerous. For the persistent and the brave, as well as the large number of freed Brush Gods, they will deal a fair blow. Catwalk, Thunderstorm, and Blizzard are released. With all 12 free, it should be a cake walk, right?
As the hour reaches midnight, the darkness reaches a peak. Yami shifts into its final form, casting all into impenetrable darkness. Its shell is perfectly guarded, and until the dark is lifted, Yami is invincible. Only a miracle can save you now...]
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[But as far as gods go, he's known Amaterasu is one, namely because she told him as much in a manner he had little reason to doubt. And now, well...]
I'm not getting spiritual, dumbshit. It just happened by a weird flux of chance and circumstance, and a god appeared before me, and now I am one. This isn't even god tier.
[He looks down at himself, taking in his appearance again. The red hasn't escaped his notice, but he is white as white gets now.]
I can't even summon up the anger to be offended at the red. Part of me feels like I should be, but on the other prong, everyone else this happened to has it from what I've seen. And secondly, fuck you, I'm a god. Any shitswiller who has the unfounded pretension to look down on me for it can bend over backwards and cram their head up their own ass - oh wait, they already have it jammed so far up there it is a true-life miracle that they don't suffocate on their own crap.
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That and when he's got religious questions or concerns, he's found other people to talk to than his moirail.]
Looks good on you, best friend. Looks good.
[The red he means. He's got a special place in his pump for red. So many of the people most important to him were or are dominated by that colour. Between Karkat himself, Signless, Mrs Brisby and Wataru... yeah, red has become a very beloved thing to him.]
You feeling aight though? No shit all outta working order?
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[Besides, the questions make a good thing to consider.]
Yeah, I'm fine, beyond what getting knocked around with all that fighting has done. If anything I am better than what I was. You didn't think I'd just become a god without getting anything with it, did you? That cat gave me a power.
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[Hey, you never know with gods. Maybe they had just wanted to give Karkat some new duds. You just don't know. That's why they are gods. And also awesome.]
So what kinda divine blessed-be all got sprinkled over your waiting nug as being the most fuckin' high-class stardust?
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[...]
It's ink, and there's this scroll-y thing, but the gist is I draw a line up a wall and I can climb it like it's nothing. I'm supposed to use it resourcefully, which is basically the only way I can since it's not exactly a special attack to use.
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[Step by step. First lets react to that first panbreaking thing. Then he'll get right on the fact that Karkat can now stick to things.]
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[Sigh.]
Just point me at a wall and I'll show you, panrot. I want to try this myself before I go jumping back into the fight anyhow.
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Gamzee glances around, spotting the side of one of the abandoned village hives. He nudges Karkat's shoulders around a little so he can see it.]
How about that?
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That should work. Follow me, I want to get closer.
[So he motions for extra emphasis, then - with a glance to check how the fight's going meanwhile - heads over to the hive. He'll stop a short bit away, close enough that he can walk up to it quickly, but far enough that he can view it all at once. In absence of a brush, he holds out a sickle.]
You watching?
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Watchin'.
[He's got all his attention on this thing for once. 420% with you, Karkat!]
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[From the outside, the whole act of him opening and painting the mark on the Divine Scroll must look just like tracing a line in the air with his sickle. But from his view, it marks the path up the wall... and thereafter, that path turns sticky, in a weird way.]
[So, captchaloguing both the sickle he used for the mark and the one he didn't, he goes over to the side of the house. One hand to the path, then the other. He glances back at Gamzee.]
God, this is weird.
[But then he looks back, and his feet follow. Like that - as if walking on hands and feet, almost - he climbs up the wall, and ultimately winds up levering himself to sit on the edge of the roof.]
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Holy fuck.
[He stares for a moment more before shuffling over to the wall, laying a hand against the place where Karkat climbed up. It just feels like a wall to him though.]
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[He looks at himself again, then down towards Gamzee, keeping himself steady with the support of his arms. He doesn't sound quite sure what to make of it yet. On the one hand, it's a god-given power! On the other... it's climbing up walls.]
Can you climb it, too, or no?
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Uh, I'm thinkin' that is a fuckin' negatory here, best friend.
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[Serious moirail concern!! That part at least cuts through the confusion in his head, though... on that note, he needs to get down. So he shuffles a bit, slips down until he's hanging from the edge of the roof, and drops down, making sure to bend his knees to soften the landing.]
You didn't hit yourself, did you?
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Brother, I'm fine as a motherfucker can all be. Don't you up and worry your nubs off at me, aight?
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I'm not worrying my nubs off.
[He straightens a bit, looking at the wall he scaled just a moment ago.]
But that means that is figured out. My power applies solely to me, and I can... climb... walls.
[Then he sinks, shoulders slumping.]
That sounds stupid when I put it like that.
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Still more than the rest of us motherfucker can all be doin'. And shit, like... next time we be needing some shit from up high, you can be gettin' your nook up there real easywise like this.
[Yes, Karkat. Use your god-given powers to get things from the top shelf. It's how the gods have commanded it.
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[Then he aims to swat him.]
I don't need some stupid god power to get things from high up, dumbass!
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You sure?
[He isn't really saying anything else but the way he tips his head down to look at Karkat carries more than enough implication. The implication here being 'damn Karkat, you hella short'.]
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[Karkat scowls up at him. He stands on a chair like any other short person. Or has Eridan get it.]
But I suppose the point is that I can get up to places I normally would have no way of getting up to, and in this case...
[He looks off towards the battle again.]
Maybe I won't have to have you toss me up at the thing.
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[Good job, Gamzee. That is almost valuable input on the situation.]
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Either we lure that fucker nearer to them, or we put up with my power doing jack shit under the circumstances. The god said to use it resourcefully, which I suppose is omniscient divine doublespeak for shut up and deal with it.
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Aight. You want me to all like... draw that motherfucker at here?
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