melodiesoflife | Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

[This thread is for any interactions happening before the Confrontation at midnight, whether they are at the Observatory or elsewhere. Nothing unusual is happening yet besides the overabundance of ghosts everywhere, but it it obvious more and more clouds are covering the sky, a thunderstorm seemingly in the work.]

As midnight grew close, the clouds slowly gathered and spiraled over the old observatory. The place that served as home to the Heroes of Light slowly grew coated with a faint mist, until a thunderbolt striked right at its top. Within a split second, everything went white and a shock wave pushed the gathered Heroes back. But the light soon faded, it was apparent figures had appeared. A bright light remained floating in the sky behind the newcomers-- All of them were Moogles, save for the central figure who seemed to be human. Whoever it was, they were holding in their arm what seemed to be a Moogle. Unfortunately, the back-light coming from above obscured the figure and made it impossible to see who they were.

The moogles on their end were ten to be exact, five at the left side of the figure and five at its right. All of them were donning the attire of traditional Jobs. Among the group on the left, they could spot a Warrior, a Monk, a Thief, a White Mage and a Dragoon. The other group was made of a Paladin, a Dark Knight, an Archer, a Summoner and a Red Mage. They all remained silent and still, floating quietly as their were eyes fixed on the Heroes of Light who had come to greet them.

And finally, the central figure pointed a figure at the Heroes of Light before long, head tilting to the side as they lowered their arm and spoke.

"H'roes of Light! The dead has't risen and his coming is nigh! Lay thy weapons down and thou shalt knoweth a swift death, lest thou desire to knoweth t'rture and despair till the end of times at the handeth of our Lord!"

The voice was eerie and supernatural, as if there were the voices of two different people superimposed, making neither recognizable. The tone was commanding, yet very low and quiet.

Edited 2015-10-28 10:04 (UTC)

"No."

Logen actually draws the blade of the Maker instead. He tries to bite the inside of his lip, since he's always found the moogles faintly ridiculous, and seeing them caparisoned for war doesn't increase their ability to intimidate him.

Yuna stepped up, her gaze skimming the collection of moogles before landing on the bright figure in the center. She wanted to see who it was but she was only able to make out a shadow of the form.

Celes fluttered at her side, the brave little moogle looking at his kin who stood against him. He wasn't going to look forward to this fight.

They weren't going to just let whomever kill them and do what they want but there was something nagging at Yuna's thoughts as she stepped closer. "Why?" It was only the heroes of light targeted which makes her wonder what the true goal of this might be. "Are you the cause of the ghosts?"

The dead deserve to rest.

[this salesperson, dressed in something like the Harlequin's Set (with appropriate shoes, naturally!) and her face done up, has a small stall. It's covered in biscuits for now- shaped like pumpkins with faces, some grimacing, some pleased.]

Come one, come all! Treats for young and old! Let these faces make you bold!

Rukia had planned to spend the morning training for what was surely to come. She would practice her spells, sharpen her swordplay, and face the enemy fresh and prepared.

Instead she spent the whole morning and afternoon chasing after the sudden deluge of ghosts that had poured into the streets. What in the world was causing them to appear in such large numbers? It bothered her, as much as the rogue Reaper had bothered her. She'd asked around about the previous year's events, and knew that the Crystal of Fire had been targeted before. Assuming they were dealing with a similar force with similar purposes based on timing alone, would they go after the Crystal again?

She waited near the door of the observatory as dusk fell. Her arms were folded as she leaned against the wall, far more tense than the calm frown implied. She wanted to see how many others planned to show up for this. If there were more than enough, then she wanted to position herself closer to the Crystal of Fire to ensure its protection. But if numbers were short, she'd stand with them when their foe arrived.

She knew that the old Observatory marked the location for their battle but that didn't stop her from taking a moment to look out over the city. She spent a lot of time in this peek and it was obvious that her loftwing did too. For the moment the large blue bird was at her side though Zelda was gently pushing the creature to leave the tower and fly somewhere safe.

"You should go." Her voice was soft as the loftwing nuzzled against Zelda's side.

Her fingers rested at the nape of her neck trying to dispel the uncomfortable feeling that began to rise through her body. She had to be strong and as others trickled into the highest point of the observatory Zelda put on a confident expression though there was no smile on her lips.

Whoever the darkened figure was, they seemed unimpressed by Logen's bravery and Yuna's defiance, remaining calm even as the Heroes of Light defied them. The ten Moogles were nearly equally as calm, though many of them seemed to be greatly amused at the situation. The White Mage giggled as Logen said his word and drew his sword while the Dragoon could be heard muttering "They're all so clueless, Kupo!" after Yuna was done asking her question.

The figure then took a step forward, but it was still impossible to determinate who they were. On its end however, the Moogle in the grasp of the figure became slightly more apparent. Looking at the clothes, it was evident this Moogle was a Scholar and while he looked as real as any other Moogle, the creature was lifeless. It was as if he wasn't a living being at all, but just a plush in the grasp of the obscured figure, as if the soul of this Moogle was elsewhere. This lifeless Moogle was also holding onto something, but it was too dark to see just what it was holding.

"The awakening of Narayana stirr'd the flow of life. All we didst wast calleth the dead, and those gents answered." The figure rose an accusatory finger, first pointing at Logen and then toward Yuna. "Our Lord and Narayana shalt compass deliverance through destruction to this world! Damn'd beest those who would reject our salvation!"

Had he not been disillusioned to his first assumptions about this world already, all the spirits would have failed to make him think otherwise. Yet with all the paranormal activity going on lately, he couldn't help but wonder if they would start haunting in higher numbers near where the Crystal while the others were busy dealing with that letter.

He'd seen that happen far too many times to not be cautious.

Arriving near dusk, he scanned around to see if anyone he recognized had the same idea. He was almost relieved to see Rukia, even if they didn't know each other well. Ira changed directions slightly, walking toward her with a wave.

"Thought the same thing too, huh." It wasn't much of a question as he glanced toward the red crystal that still gave off a light even as the sun faded beyond the horizon. Just confirmation that they both weren't alone in wanting to be sure that this thing wasn't attacked.

"I can't deny the possibility," she remarked, her shoulders hitching with a small sigh. "But I am uncertain how many will report to the observatory. While I don't like the idea of concentrating all of our forces in one spot, it may be necessary if there aren't enough to take up arms."

Rukia's gaze went toward the crystal for a moment, lingering, before returning to Ira. "For now, I will wait to see where I am needed. What of yourself?"

"Why is there always another idiot who can't solve his problems without destroying the world?"

In spite of the seriousness of the situation, Jade's response was, at least outwardly, one of dry annoyance. He hadn't stepped forward, choosing to instead observe the Moogles from further back.

"Thou hast earned my wrath Mogglesguard and vile tempter of mooglekin!" Yelled a voice from the crowd, as Moggle Mog the Second brandished his royal staff aggressively. The Adventurer looked over at his friend but the moogle was too incensed to reason with right now.

"Your machinations end here at the hands of the Godslayer, the Mighty feller of Titan, the slayer of Shiva, the bane of Ifrit! He who has defeated a wing of Alexander itself, slain Bahamut and Leviathan, and faced the Judgement of Ramuh! It is here that the destroyer of the Knigts of the Round will end your foolishness, so sayeth the true heir of Moggle Mog!

And thus being said..." Moggle Mog darted behind Meteor and nudged him forward. "Go get em Adventurer."

"..." Twelve damnit moogle.

"Well!" Tazendra said. And she thought today would be boring. Moogles hadn't looked like much, but these were at least prepared to fight, and the shadowy figure was... something.

At least someone was as amused as the Moogle retinue.

"I cannot see how destroying the world would help, so we shall have to put an end to that."

"Blasphemy and foolishness! Those of thou who has't becometh one with Narayana shalt wreak havoc upon this world as our L'rd doth take what is rightfully his."

With that said, the figure once again extended a hand toward the Heroes and against their Moogles as well, but this time to cast lightning on them. The attack wasn't powerful to kill them, far from it. But the shock would be more than enough to throw them back if they weren't ready for it. The ten Moogles readied themselves impatiently, and as the lightning attack hit, the figure took another step forward.

And they revealed to be… Cloud Strife, an expression too cold and disdainful covering his face for it to be natural. More than that, he looked fairly different from how the other Heroes of Light might be remembering him. Right now, the young man seemed far more shiny and fabulous than he had ever been before, and for good reason. In place of regular clothes, his body was covered with crystals. It looked as though the crystals were a part of his skin, yet at the same time this all gave the feel and appearance of a dress made of diamonds, absorbing and reflecting the colors dancing around them. More than that, it now became apparent that what the lifeless Moogle was holding onto was a Black Crystal—One of the four dangerous crystals that had caused so many troubles to the Heroes of Light before.

"Upon thy ruins and corpses, our Lord wilt reign et'rnal. This is thy last chance f'r a halcyon end. "

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Ira nodded, deciding to lean against the wall as well. "I thought the same thing."

Whenever those wannabe do-gooders had focused on one point instead of shoring up defenses, they always lost something defending another. Granted he hadn't been much better before, but he had at least some confidence in those who'd been here longer than they.

"Never was one to listen to the powers that be, but I can't just let someone toy with others," he replied with a shrug. "I figure it's better to let the more diplomatic handle whoever sent the letter than meddle until needed."

Deliverance through destruction. Most of the figure's rambling didn't mean much to Ven, but that line, at least, had earned a dark look. He had nothing but good impressions of moogles for the most part, but that didn't deter him from accepting how bad things were looking.

Before he could mouth off with his own retort, however, that lightning blast came -- and as worked up and tensed as he was to move, he teleported quickly to the side with Flash to avoid it; but overcompensated, it seemed, since it wasn't a very high-level spell. His guard faltered a second later, however, when he finally saw the figure clearly and did a double-take.

It couldn't really be...?

"Cloud... Cloud! What are you doing?!" And there went his anger, traded instead for confusion and disbelief.

Yuna stepped next to Ven, moving her body so that she could stop the familiar figure should it choose to attack again. The lighting had surprised her but she had been ready for an attack.

This all felt so familiar.

"That isn't Cloud." Her voice was steady, her eyes glaring at Cloud and then the moogles. "They are using him." Yuna wasn't about to let her friend be used. She looked over at Celes who nodded in return. He then cast watera back at Cloud testing the effects of magic against the person in front of them.

Jade's gaze fell from Cloud to the Black Crystal. "A new toy from Kalki, is it?" he remarked as he prepared to cast. It seemed he had made the right choice to switch Jobs the day before.

What Cloud said did nag at him -- those of you who haven't become one with Narayana -- but interrogation wouldn't be easy with all these Moogles around.

Sheena had kept quiet until now, watching both the figure and the moogles, while Corrine did the same. She was looking for anything that would give her a clue as to who they were truly dealing with, and was focused on the shadowy character when she saw the hand lift.

Instinctively, she pulled on the person in front of her with a "get back" while stepping in front of whoever was behind her.

Lightning and Sheena weren't the best of friends, so it took her perhaps a moment or two longer than the others to truly recover, snapped out of her stupor by the mentioning of her friend's name.

Her eyes narrowed dangerously and she stepped forward, glaring at the figure.

"Let him go."

People being taken over by others--especially maniacs--just didn't sit too well with Sheena.

There was never a question in Ashelia's mind that this would come to blows, but the lightning - handily evaded thanks to Excellence - seemed to set things off far too quickly for the young Queen's tastes.

"Yuna is right - that black crystal is capable of controlling and killing Heroes outright. Be on your guard, everyone!" Ashelia called out as she began to levitate, telekinetic power crackling at her fingertips. "Focus on the summoner, and then the mages - they will draw this battle out the longer they live!" As she rose higher and higher, in the air, Ashelia swept her arm in front of her, creating Copies of her allies in order to draw some fire away from them.

The ninja kicked the ground with her toe and then looked around at the area in front of the old observatory. She didn't really like this building and she was a little annoyed that they referred to it as home. It wasn't her home. This was where they tried to do stuff and yet nothing ever happened. She had given up thinking that any of the gatherings here were useful.

Even so she waited and watched as people stepped inside. As night drew near she paused remembering all of those who've arrived.

"Has anyone seen Cloud?" He was usually one of the first to jump at the chance to be a hero and Yuffie hadn't seen him.

Meanwhile, as everyone's all serious and tense, there's one guy whose doubled over in laughter.

Deadpool.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! You... you couldn't capture an actual girl, so you... you... AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" He could barely get it out. "Oh, my god, someone get me a camera! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

And after awhile, he calmed down, looked at Cloud...

...and burst out laughing again.

"Tis Turn 9 all over again!" Exclaimed the Adventurer as he nodded at the commands given.

His body glowed as the Warrior of Light did the best that he was good at, and he rushed headlong into battle.

"YOUR MOTHER WAS ADDICTED TO KUPO NUTS!" Shouted the Adventurer at the Moogle White Mage in a provoke as he Jumped at the Moogle, intent on drawing aggro first.

Cause that's what he was, the tank.

"Healers, focus thy healing power upon the Eikon-slayer, he doth take hate!" Shouted Moggle Mog as he started playing a boss battle on his music box.

Rukia counted another Hero entering the building. That made nine so far. Six more, and she could consider the matter in good hands. There were only so many people who could fit in that observatory before friendly fire became inevitable.

"Somehow, I doubt the one who wrote the letter is open to diplomatic relations," she remarked with a frown. "I don't like it. If this really is the spot where they intend to appear, fighting space will be cramped. It would be an easy place to set a trap."

She was glad Ira seemed to be of a similar mind. She hadn't been part of this world all that long, so her line of thinking might be jaded or paranoid.

Still... "Even if they don't target the Crystal, it's good to have a few fighters close by to serve as back up." Especially if that five-minute Doom spell were to be cast again.

"Tis the waning day. Many a Hero is entering the building, and I myself join the fray," said Meteor as he walked up next to Zelda.

He was dressed in his full warrior armor, and his axe slung over his shoulder. "How are you holding up?"

Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

General Mingle

The Confrontation

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The Confrontation

General Mingle

Rukia - OPEN

Zelda - OPEN

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Yuffie - OPEN

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