melodiesoflife | Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

Characters: Everyone!
Where: Aqures Ixen (Old Observatory, others).
When: Night from the 31st of October to the 01st of November.
Summary: Midnight is approaching, ghosts are everywhere and clouds are slowly gathering above the old observatory... What does it all mean? This post is open to all characters, there are no sign-ups for this.
Warning: The destructor has come.

Mingle || Before Midnight
Confrontation || Midnight
The Cursed Heroes
King Moggle Mog XIV

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[One hand rests in Ven’s as she steadies herself. It hurts but it’s not as bad as it could have been. A really strong potion or a heal spell will have her right as rain. Her eyes flick over Ven’s injuries for a moment before looking back at the rumble.]

Yes… I don’t know what we can do. They’re strong.

[Not to mention that they are at a disadvantage in numbers at this point.]

And if it’s all of them? Can we really fight them all?

[There are many that Yuna knew in Crystal stasis, both from this world and her last. Her two toned gaze lands on Ven and the worry she feels in evident. Yuna might be older but she doesn’t know what to do besides fight and fighting doesn’t seem like a good option.]

[Yuna’s brow furrows.]

I’m not leaving you here.

[She knows that he has a friend in crystal stasis and she isn’t going to leave Fai to face him alone.]

It’s not safe. I’m going to stay with you.

[Her tone suggests that arguing if futile.]

[Heavy breaths fall from Terra’s lips as she looks over at Fai. She doesn’t know what to do and with her pajamas now in their current state it’d be impossible to hide that she left the house when she had promised not to. She isn’t able to dwell on her thoughts for too long because amidst the noticeable screaming coming from the city there are loud crashes where the king moogle has begun to move.

The Esper girl looks up at the daunting figure, her hand resting over her chest. She has a feeling those things will continue to follow her and she isn’t able to fight them alone.]

They came from the hospital?

[It’s a guess, it’s the only thing she can think of because Celes is there.]

The woman… Celes, is from my home world.

[There is fear in Terra’s voice as if the name of the great general is enough to bring back dark memories of that time.]

[He's quick to shake his head. Ven might be impulsive, but he's not stupid.]

No, we can't. I think the only thing we can do is try to keep them from getting further into the city. If we can't fight 'em...

[He frowns over at the blocked hallway, then up at Yuna. He has an idea, of sorts, but he wants to make sure she's all right first.]

C'mon, let's get you out of here -- we'll find a healer if we can.

[she tilts her head with a thoughtful sound.]

Probably something that spells trouble for us. Or perhaps they've simply been drawn by the ambient energy here.

The smile spreading over the Moogle's face turned into something far more terrifying as bits of his "flesh" melted under the fire attacks. It seemed to hurt, but it didn't seem to be about to kill him, only enrage him. He moved one of his massive hands in the path of the Loftwing, hoping to catch it.

For how huge it was, the moogle king wasn't blind and noticed the rope Graham running circle around him with his rope. With his feet damaged, the king was left with only one choice. Moggle Mog flapped his wing and started flying. While it wasn't an attack, his wings flapping were sure to create a burst of wind powerful enough to destabilized the airship and the Loftwing.

Then he moved his staff by the rope Graham was holding and swung it, hoping for the staff and rope to mingle. If it was to happen, he would try to swing it around-- And with it, Graham. This however, meant he didn't pay attention to the airship any more.

The Moogle tried swinging his staff at Ashelia before looking back at Jade and Sephiroth. Sephiroth was nowhere to be seen, but Jade was still there and so the Moogle rose his staff for a final blow--

But before he could strike Jade, the airship caught his attention, saving Jade and Ashe from further attacks, for now.

It seemed the other groups had momentarily stalled the advance of the giant king, allowing this attack to hit. Thankfully, they were all far enough that the Moogle couldn't and didn't bother retaliate.

Unfortunately for them however, the Moogle soon took the the sky and started flying, meaning his advance wouldn't be stalled any further.

[Well arguing he will do, he knows she needs to rest and he isn't going to take no for an answer.]

You need to rest up before you even have a chance, now is not the time for dumb choices.

[And as promised, the Moogle attacked. His staff glowed with purple energy from the black crystal, and he swung it at the level of the three Heroes of Light working together. The staff was enormous enough that if they were hit, they would be sent flying away only to smash into a wall. Being separate from the group, Sephiroth was spared the attack.

Yet, the attack seemed to work as it looked nearly as though the Moogle King was melting now-- If they could hold one more turn, then maybe...]

That's right. There was a room where they kept crystallized Heroes of Light. Whatever is going on has seemed to cause them to wake up in this manner, but I don't know what kind of dark magic it is because I can't sense magic in this world.

[Which annoyed him to no end really, it would help with so much if he could just do that again. Glancing out the door he could see figures in the far distance and assumed that it was those that were after the girl.]

They are coming, do you think you can fight in the clothing state you are in?

The wind hit the side of the ship full-force, tipping it over and knocking the puppet against the opposite wall. Ales grabbed onto the steering wheel for his life, dangling in mid-air while a foot scraped against the seat. The turbulence shook the ship, the buttons making a constant clacking sound as they vibrated in their loose holds.

He had to hold on, just enough until the ship tilted back to a manageable angle. But if Moggle Mog was going to keep on flying, this was to be an issue.

Please, he squeezed his eyes shut, feeling his hat fall off his head. just let this ship fly out of range. Once it did, he could gain control of it again and attack from afar.

[ Sheena gives the hedgehog a rueful look. ]

Yeah. I think it was me.

[ She runs her hand through her hair. ]

Thanks. [ She glances at "Seles" quickly. ] Name's Sheena Fujibayashi.

I'd hope the latter, but... I feel you might be right, about the former.

"It can fly!? Both of you, get ready!" Robin yelled.

She started casting: Haste spells for all three of them, to have them buffed and ready. It was the most that she could do, for the moment.

Not wanting to reveal her identity to the villain or ally here, Valvalis is soon taking upon the appearance of the other Hero, and on top of that, furthering the confusion to the foe by making another 2 copies of 'himself'.

Of course, none of which are making the same movements, or even as aggressively as Meteor, but for now, he has the option to retreat into confusion.

-Not-Lightning, however, gives chase as Meteor is thrown aback, bringing her own blade slashing down upon him.

Blocking with the haft of Bravura, he shakes his head. "Forgive me," he said, swinging in a spinning arc, the trail of a power break slamming into the woman who was thrown backwards.

To fight, or to continue fighting. Until her strings gave out, there was little he could do to help aid against the marshmallow Moggle Mog.

[Yuna feels like there is an end to his train of thought. She steps up next to him and takes his hand as they head towards one of the side exits.]

I'm fine. Tell me what you have in mind.

[She limps a little but it's only for a few yards. After that she's able to seemingly walk normally though that doesn't mean the pain in any less. She's just slowly getting used to it.]

This really wasn't the way she liked fighting, but... there's no harm in doing something different, is there?

With that, the real 'Valvalis', still feigning as Meteor, does exactly as he did, stepping herself in and swinging that huge slab of steel at the woman, and the copies of him/her do exactly the same, the chain of copied attacks making for an unfair onslaught against Lightning until she's pressed back to a wall and run damn near through it.

"You're no stickfigure, boy." she says, clenching his copied fist with a grin.

[Yuna's brow furrows slightly.]

It isn't dumb. Do you think you can fight alone? Without any backup?

[She's tired but she still has her gun and she can summon Celes to heal them.]

[Terra nods and then holds up her sword.]

I have warrior and time mage.

[As long as they don't touch her she'd be fine.]

Tempest is most likely going for help. If we stay close she'll be able to find us again.

[She doesn't think they can win: four on two but she's willing to try. Magic is at least something she knows and can use easily.]

"Nay I am not," said Meteor, holding Lightning to the wall to prevent her from moving.

"For I... am the Warrior of Light!" And he struck Lightning hard enough to burst her through the wall, and under rubble.

Breathing heavily, he scowled. "Stay down, old friend. I do not wish to hurt you further."

Zelda felt her loftwing turn as the wind lifted him up and away from the large moogle. The young goddess fell forward on the bird, wrapping her arms around her friends neck as she steadied herself.

She let out a slow breath suddenly feeling scared. She didn't need to fall off her loftwing again. However now she's very high up and very far from the fight.

For now they could safely forget about Lightning under the rubble. "You take this task seriously. Cute." she chuckles, which is strange, surely, for Meteor to see himself chuckle like a woman.

But the laughter is short lived as a hail of bullets bursts through the wall and quickly picks off the copies Valvalis made. And in only a brief glint of seeing disturbingly familiar suit of reddish armor peek around a doorway.

"Good gods get down now!"

All her confidence is shot the moment she sees that 023 on the Mjollnir Mk 4.

Meteor dove into a roll as the armored figure came into view. He scowled. "A judge, here?" he whispered.

Grasping his weapon carefully, he gauged the new opponent. Tough, durable, heavily armed too. This will not be easy.

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