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Melodies of Life Moderators ([personal profile] melodiesmods) wrote in [community profile] melodiesoflife2016-01-21 02:06 pm

Event || The Enemy Within

Characters: All characters who signed-up for the event.
Where: In their heads.
When: January 15th.
Summary: The Heroes of Light have a vision-- They are living through a hypothetical future where the Sage share his knowledge with them, and things went horribly wrong as some Heroes of Light became the villains in this timeline. Maybe they'll revise their thoughts on getting all of that knowledge.
Warning: The apocalypse, deaths, tragedies, overall a lot of very bad things.

Mingle Threads: The Antagonists || The Protagonists || The Others || General
Free Open Threads: The Two Years || Other Events

#01 Attempts at Negotiations || Trano Golsaucia
#02 Tactical Espionage Action || Aqures Ixen
#03 Judgmental Glares || Aerilon
#04 The Fight for the Crystallized Bodies || Aqures Tosf
#05 The Dusk of the Heroes || Mysidia
#06 The Fight for the Moon || Lunar Gate
#07 Conflict Above the Stars || Moon Base
#08 The Birth of a God || Crystal Life Tree
#09 The Death of a World || Moon Base
#10 Where Everything Ends || Pandaemonium

Conclusion || The Sage in Mysidia
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sorry this is so much tl;dr

[personal profile] grandsummon 2016-02-24 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Still looking around for a solution, the news of his ammunition was running low came at a bad time. Memories of being surrounded by the overwhelming number of manikins tightened in Yuna's chest, her grip doing the same on her staff.

"Vaan... stay close to me," she pressed her back against his, looking just briefly over her shoulder -- then forward again as the creatures closed in. Faces of both friends and strangers starting to claw their way onto the roof.

Closing her eyes, she positioned her weapon in front of her, then spread her arms wide, looking up to the sky. Summoning in this world still wasn't the same as in Spira -- but as she exhaled, her thoughts cleared, drawing in breath, calling -- "Anima!"

From somewhere above, a small patch of clouds darkened, an anchor hurling down from from a place unseen. Phasing through and beneath the roof of the building they stood on, and began to re-ascend, dragging with it the beautifully grotesque aeon... Anima.

Her lower half still left in the unknowable abyss below her, the summon looked down, a trail of blood weeping slowly from that eye. The summoner returned her gaze, lookikg back up at the aeon that she had called, a fist pressed to her chest, Yuna nodded. "Oblivion..."

Anima twitched slightly, her claw like hands jerked, as the chains that bound her back into this world rattled, giving way for her to rise even higher out from the place she was summoned. Her lower half rose into view, raising its hands, more bone than flesh, silently outward to break free from the chains that she had bound herself with. The frightening second head, crowned and decaying, cried out with an unearthly wail as she reached out to pummel the manikins that had made their way up, a blinding energy enveloping her her claws.

All of them, from every direction, some shattered on impact, others were thrown far from the rooftop with the sheer force of the blows. And with a loud, final cry, a glyph appeared all around the area, bursting with light -- which felt more like a warm blast of air to the summoner and hopefully Vaan, too.

Once her eyes had adjusted to the light again, Anima disappeared into a cloud of pyreflies, as Yuna fell to her knees, the palms of her hands catching her just in time.
Edited 2016-02-24 21:16 (UTC)
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[personal profile] idleskypirate 2016-02-28 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
Vaan did as he was told, even gripping the sleeve of her robes as he watched Anima be pulled from the ground, a terrifying creature that he'd never heard of. Vaan clung tighter as he watched the summon shatter the manikins, one after another. It was something he couldn't look around from until it was all over and he was hurriedly catching Yuna about the waist.

"Yuna! Are you okay?" He asked, dropping his gun to assist. Unlike her, he felt like he'd been put into an oven from all that energy, but he wasn't any worse for wear except feeling a little singed. "Yuna?"

At least the manikins were clear so that they had time to breathe for now. And maybe get some more ammo for his gun.