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Post by Dark Lady on Dec 16, 2014 13:12:57 GMT -8
Chibi-Usa wasn't sure where she was when her eyes blinked open. Her body was stiff and complaining about the lack of comfort. Slowly she stood and looked around, her fuku that of a combination of Eternal and first level. She brushed hands down the skirt and a dark smirk painted her lips. Oh this was going to be fun. She was in a place she'd only ever heard of from legends. The Galaxy Cauldron. Where Starseeds were born, and reborn, sometimes some had their memories, others did not, and Chibi-Usa had her memories. Wiseman..he had betrayed her and had plunged the Earth into darkness..practically destroying it. A snarl of anger left her and she clutched her black moon wand tightly, the glass ball in the cradle sparkling slightly. To her left, Luna-P hovered and beeped softly, rocking slightly from side to side. Even now, it was at her side.
"Wiseman will pay for what he has done if I ever get my hands on him.." Her voice cold and filled with ice. Though with an odd childish note to it. She had a simple black mask upon her face, sheilding her crimson gaze from the world, her hair spoke of Lunarian royalty, a pair of 'rabbit ear' odango, the rest of her hair down. Black crescents were on her forehead, boots and a shiny large black one on her blood red chest bow. Indeed, this was Chibi-Usa..the daughter of Endymion and Neo-Queen Serenity, but tainted heavily by Chaos and definitely not a team player..she was ready to attack, her stance defensive and wary.
"Where shall I go?" Her gaze was drawn to two mirrors...one black..the other gold but she did not head towards it, instead she stood there, attempting to get her bearings.
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Post by Branwen Couch on Dec 16, 2014 14:04:02 GMT -8
One of the nearby bodies abruptly sat up, with a sharp intake of air marking her return to life. She was dressed in black-trimmed red armor and a black feathered mask with a beaklike protrusion. A pair of large, black feathered wings grew from her back, making her look like some sort of dark angel. Then the girl yawned and stretched her slender limbs. If she was aware of the fact she had just broken the illusion of majesty she showed no self-consciousness of that fact. Her light brown eyes darted around,taking in her surroundings. What kind of place was this? Who were all those bodies lying around, and were they dead or alive? Come to think of it, which one was she? She had some vague memories of fighting against some senshi, of the agony of feeling a hot energy tearing into her. But was she dead? And if she was, what was she doing back now? Was this some sort of heaven? Or a hell? Maybe purgatory?
Looking around, she caught sight of someone else who seemed to be awake and looking around as well, but the other girl's form gave her pause. Was that a Sailor Senshi there in her midst? One hand gripped the handle of her long, black leather bullwhip, taking some comfort in the weapon's presence in case she needed it.
"You there," she called out, "Sailor Senshi!"
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Post by Dark Lady on Dec 16, 2014 14:23:55 GMT -8
Sailor Senshi. That word boiled her blood. She was not one of the Sol. Not anymore. Therefore she did not respond, only started walking towards the rim of the Bowl, hidden crimson gaze taking in the symbols surrounding them. Completely ignoring the winged woman as she passed her, like the woman was beneath her. Which in ChibiUsa's twisted mind, she was. She was royalty, the black-winged person was not. Luna-P bobbed after her, hovering near her left shoulder. The shiny black upside down crescent sparkling maliciously.
As she reached the rim of the bowl, ChibiUsa looked around, trying to get her bearings, trying to find a place where the Black Moon family would be. "Hmm.."
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Post by MAKOTO KISHIMOTO on Dec 16, 2014 14:33:56 GMT -8
Another body was rising, but unlike the other two, she wasn't nearly as animated, and unlike the other two, she appeared on her slab very heavily armed. A long rifle rested on one side of her body, and a pistol on the other. Her appearance was masked by a white mask, that seemed to resemble a cat, and the rest was a garb of black Iron Age combat gear... Which was curious because her gun looked like a perversion of the crystal weaponry that Small Lady would likely be familiar with.
She sat up rigidly, a note in her hand, and she glanced down at it. She didn't care much for it. Instead of reading it where she was, she slipped the note into a pocket close to her breast, and sat up. She slipped the rifle on her back, and the pistol into a holster, and then without much of an apparent goal, she wandered away without a thought in her head.
It was like she was being pulled to the other two. She walked towards the rim of the bowl as well, and while she arrived after Chibiusa, it wasn't much long after. She stood herself perpendicular to her point, turned fully towards her, shoved her hands into her pockets, and stared blankly at the young maiden.
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Post by Branwen Couch on Dec 16, 2014 15:13:12 GMT -8
The girl in the fuku walked right past without so much as acknowledging her. Did that mean the girl couldn't see or hear her? Was she a ghost? The thought that the other girl was just a bitch hadn't yet occurred to her, as caught up in her own problem of likely being dead as she was.
As if to reinforce her belief of being invisible, someone else woke up shortly after and also passed right by her without so much as a glance or a word in her direction.
"So it looks like I really am dead," she said to herself, not expecting anyone else to be able to hear or respond to her. "So now what?"
Looking down towards the stage,she noticed two mirrorlike passages, one headed towards a corridor of light, the other to one of darkness. Were those the passageways to heaven and hell? If so, to which one was she destined?
"I'm not about to sit around and let anyone else decide for me," she said, and started down the many steps towards the stage all on her own.
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Post by Dark Lady on Dec 16, 2014 15:38:32 GMT -8
"If you had not referred to me as a 'Sailor Senshi' I might have answered you." ChibiUsa glanced over her shoulder. "I am not a Senshi. I am not of the Sol. I am Dark Lady, bringer of Chaos to this world. Chaos is my mistress, and you would do well to remember that, Bird." She turned fully, her gaze shielded by her black mask over her eyes. "Do not think all are alike. We are not." She pursed her lips then turned and looked over the rim of the bowl. She wanted to find Wiseman in order to destroy him. The woman beside her caught her eye, a gun making her raise her eyebrows. "A firearm? Intriguing." She remarked then scanned the horizon. Makoto's gaze upon her made her irritated. Finally she turned to look at her. "What is it? Why must you stare at me so?"
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Post by MAKOTO KISHIMOTO on Dec 16, 2014 17:32:00 GMT -8
The gaze continued, and in fact, seemed to intensify. Makoto made no movement, and barely even blinked. The only indication she gave of some kind of life in her eyes was her subtle gaze to Branwen, but she seemed not to care.
Instead she let her gaze flicker back to Chibiusa, and she stood rigidly. Chibiusa's skill with empathy would likely make her pick up on the fact that she was not feeling... Anything. Not a sense of dread, interest nor even smug contentment. Just a void.
Something was very wrong with this woman that stared at her, like she was a doll or inanimate.
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Post by Branwen Couch on Dec 16, 2014 18:19:50 GMT -8
Bran's face flushed behind her birdlike mask. So people could see and hear her perfectly well, they were just ignoring her? First off, how dare they? Second, well, she just wished she had known that before she embarrassed herself like that. But by the time she actually turned back around to face the others, she had her poker face firmly affixed, looking as though none of it had bothered her in the least.
"You're no Sailor Senshi? Then I guess you're only wearing that sailor collar as a fashion statement?" she scoffed. Clearly the rabbit-eared girl had no idea what she was talking about. "Don't be so naive! There are many other senshi in this galaxy than just those of this pathetic little system. But maybe you've just confessed to being a false Sailor Senshi? One of Galaxia's, maybe?" She said and did nothing to betray her own experiences with the woman. "Judging by the rabbit hairstyle, some sort of false Sailor Moon?"
The girl with the gun, for her part, said and did, well, absolutely nothing but stare at the pink-haired one- a fact which obviously had the senshi on edge. Bran intended to take full advantage of the situation.
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Post by Dark Lady on Dec 16, 2014 18:33:41 GMT -8
Slowly she turned to look at Branwen, her eyes narrowing beneath her mask. "I do not consider myself a Senshi, not after what happened to me. I am not an Animamate, I've heard of them, and do you see Galaxia shackles upon my wrists?!" She held her arms up, no shackles. "I am Sailor Pink Moon. Daughter of Neo-Queen Serenity..as much as I dislike that heritage of mine..though a little..different." She smirked darkly. "I am Black Lady, Mistress of The Black Moon Family and how dare you speak to me in such a manner. False Sailor Moon indeed!" She could feel...nothing from the other girl and easily hid how unnerved she was by it.
Pointing her Black Moon Wand at Bran, her black crescent upon her forehead glowed momentarily. "I suggest you retract what you say! I am my own Senshi. Do not think I will not attack you because I will with no hesitation. Hold your tongue." Black energy swirled about her, staining her aura black. It was not an intimidation thing, but an anger issue that she had and the darkness within her was simply reacting to her temper.
At the shock of dark energy around its owner, Luna-P moved away from ChibiUsa a little bit, wary of that dark, chaotic energy.
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Post by MAKOTO KISHIMOTO on Dec 16, 2014 19:17:42 GMT -8
She blankly stared at the both of them, and then finally, her voice sounded through the air. It was hoarse and raspy, from either screaming or from lack of use; neither could be certain. She had her hands held at her sides, almost as if she were at attention, but not quite.
"No orders." She commented almost robotically, showing no inflection nor emotion in her voice. She hoisted her gun up her back, and continued on walking. Clearly she had found Dark Lady and Branwen to not be worth her time.
"I will find Chaos. I will follow orders. As you were, I am sorry to interrupt your mission."
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Post by Branwen Couch on Dec 16, 2014 19:54:09 GMT -8
Sailor. Pink. Flipping. Moon. It was all Bran could do not to laugh at the name.
"My enemies call me Corvus," she said. There was no point in telling any more familiar name to someone like her. "So you're even worse than a false Sailor Moon, you're the genuine article. Well, aren't you just the special little snowflake. And Black Lady? I don't mean to burst your bubble, but lady, you're yellow, not black."
She seemed totally unconcerned with the pink-haired girl's threats or the way she started to crackle with angry black energy. The third girl seemed to show even less concern, as she started talking in a robotic monotone about orders and missions. No doubt that would only succeed in making the pink one even angrier.
Bran's large black wings opened up, the wingspan longer than she was tall. She looked as though she might be about to lift off, but she knew she was incapable of that. Her wings were strictly used for her attacks.
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Post by Dark Lady on Dec 16, 2014 20:20:05 GMT -8
ChibiUsa blinked as the emotionless girl spoke and she shrugged. "I don't take orders from anyone.." The bird-winged woman was really starting to get on her nerves. The black energy around her intensified and her eyes went cold as ice and the black Chaos energy started to crackle around her more violently.
She could feel power building up in her and she gritted her teeth. Her temper was shortening by the second and if someone didn't stop her soon she'd attack Corvus. Luna-P beeped violently but she ignored the warning and held up her Black Moon Wand at the ready. "Either you quit antagonizing me or I'll blast you so far even the stars won't find you!" She hissed.
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Post by Branwen Couch on Dec 18, 2014 11:52:29 GMT -8
That time Bran did laugh at the pink-haired girl.
"Blast me with what, your pretty pink princess magic?" she taunted. "Let me show you how I fight."
With that, a volley of razor-sharp black feathers flew from her outstretched wings towards the pink senshi. And the mun rolled the dice with no idea what was needed to hit (must go research that).
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Post by Dark Lady on Dec 22, 2014 14:11:43 GMT -8
Dark Lady rose her arms, the black feathers hitting her hard and fast. She dare not cry out in pain, as that would make her weak. Finally after the assault was over, she panted a little bit and stood up straight, her voice coming out filled with pure ice and hatred.
"Now you've gone and made me mad." She said quietly and stood up a little straight.The woman was close enough and rage was boiling in her heart. She was furious and the black chaos energy swirled about her.
"Black Moon...Heart...ATTACK!!" She yelled and pointed the Black Moon Wand at Branwen.
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Post by Branwen Couch on Dec 22, 2014 15:54:43 GMT -8
The pink-haired girl didn't even try to dodge, just letting the razor-sharp feathers slice into her flesh. To her credit, she managed not to scream; she just said how she was mad (in about the least angry voice possible) and raised her wand to deliver something called a Black Moon Heart Attack.
Despite the unintentionally hilarious name of the attack, Bran took it seriously enough to try to dive out of the way, something else her mun wasn't entirely sure how it worked but rolled anyway,
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