Nemesis and Hurricane's Ideal World: Session 2

[idolpro]

[The sky above is a deep, unnatural crimson, filled with roiling clouds and creatures that are a sickly oil-slick black. They writhe and wriggle like something out of a Lovecraftian nightmare; they have entirely too many eyes, and entirely too many wings, and when they open their mouths, they have entirely too many teeth]

[Below them, the city of Tokyo is half-shattered; above the rooftops, mechanized suits the size of people hover in the air, darting in out of the chaos, laser blasts and explosions and wickedly sharp blades fighting tirelessly against the endless onslaught]

[Until finally, the last creature falls]

[All at once, civilians flood the streets of the city; the lights come on in all the buildings, which somehow have become whole again, safe and unharmed. A cheer goes up from the crowd. Overhead, a stunning fireworks display paints the night with light and color]

[And they all lived happily ever after]

[The end]

Comments

Re: THE FINALE

[offontherightfoot]

[It is a hit, actually; these things are squishier than the priest (literally)]

[It falls to the ground, writhing, but another is there to take its place, snapping with powerful jaws but not quite connecting]

Re: THE FINALE

[leaveofabsence]

[ He kicks the offending creature away to bolt toward dinosaur!Childe, stabbing the nearest creature attacking him (STR: 14) for 9 points of damage.

Don't touch his wallet DPS.

And whirling around to see how the others are faring. ]

Re: THE FINALE

[offontherightfoot]

[The creature goes down, gushing black blood, and then falls still. Two more rush in to take its place; the first fails to hit, but the second slashes at him with razor-sharp claws for 2 damage]

[As it comes within range, there are strange, hissing whispers at the back of your mind. Roll Wis. Results under 14 causes intrusive thoughts of aggression toward your companions or self-loathing toward yourself, whichever you're more prone to.]

Re: THE FINALE

[leaveofabsence]

[ WIS: 7

Zhongli grips at his head, stumbling back as the whispers roll in:

They are enemies to you and yours. You have to---

Stop. Not now. They need to finish this quickly, and fighting this endless onslaught of creatures is getting them no where.

He takes one measured step back and summons his aibou: a long bronze dragon and sends it toward Hurricane and Nemesis. ]

Re: THE FINALE

[offontherightfoot]

[Several more creatures rush in, clamoring for blood, but not manage to hit]

[The aibou sails above the enemies, untouched]

Re: THE FINALE

[leaveofabsence]

[ Moving Zhongli over here ]