The Phantom [Event :: Night :: Slow Topic]

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The Reporter took a sharp turn and dashing into the alleyway with the team following behind her. She was desperate for this interview and figured the Psyche Terrorist just wanted off the streets so they could have some alone time. That's, of course, what she saw when she took the turn. The Psyche Terrorist standing in the alleyway waiting for her, and a bunch of weird dark shadows that seemed to be detached from the walls. From her perspective, they were just shadows with no origin. However, for the rest of the group, they'd clearly be able to see a number of demons before them.

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Whoever this Phantom was, he had deliberately led them into the alleyway for this. He gave a smile and tipped his hat towards the group. Though, the moment he saw the bird he reeled back in a sort of disgust. Regardless, the moment they entered the alleyway they'd find themselves unable to turn back and leave. Almost like there was some barrier keeping them from turning tail and running. The only other exit would be pass the demons that stood before them.

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"This will be much less of an interview and more like an intervention."

The Phantom spoke with a pretty moderate tone as he played with a coin in his hand. The Reporter grabbed her voice recorder and was prepared to start the interview. Taking a single step forward, there was a sudden feeling of drowsiness that came before her. The Reporter, who was previously so full of life, had found herself falling face first to the ground with mic in hand. Whatever happened to her, it was safe to say it had something to do with the Terrorist before them. The demons had them all but cornered at this time. Whispers touched their ears threatening to turn the remaining crew mad. These whispers came from the very demons that had been following them. Waiting for them to show some vulnerability so they could be corrupted and swayed as loyal lapdogs to the government.

Brittany.. Frog.. Liam... Each of them would hear the same whispers that penetrated their brains. Though it was hoping to sway them to the government's aid, the whispers did the complete opposite. The small seed of mania, that was implanted within their brain during the effects of the Eternal Divide five years ago, would be released. It would be released in full splendor, without any sort of isolation, and would cause their inner selves to become prevalent. With a burst of power, all three of them would find themselves face to face with their alter egos, and their bodies masked to protect themselves from toxic whispers of the demons. The Psyche Terrorist would watch the scene with a thin smile. With the reaction from the others, even the Owl could call forth a power from deep within to protect its owner from the demons.

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Frog let Brit grab his hand and the two ran after the Reporter. Through the empty square, streetlights guiding them, but light was running out. They were closing in on her. With a slight trip across the wet cobblestone surface in the sharp turn, Frog found himself in the alleyway. Only, they weren't alone...

First thing that came into Frog's view was the Phantom, the Reporter and the shadows... Shadows without a body which crawled across the walls... No, wait... They weren't just shadows. Slowly, as his eyes adjusted and with a sharp burst of pain in his head, Frog could see them... Exactly like on that day. 5 years ago, he felt the same way as he watched that metallic man appear before them all. Brit was there too. Just like now. That's when he noticed something yellow in the corner of his eye-the Reporter.

"Wait, you idiot, don't go there! Can't you see... huh?" She fell... And Frog turned his head back up, frowning as a wave of fear washed over him. It wasn't like last time. He knew these things existed now so... His reaction was much more tame-neither complete awestruck nor complete terror, the two sensations that clashed on that day, never resolved. This new sensation was the resolution of what had begun on that day and... It felt... It felt goddamn good!

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He was soaked, yet he felt completely dry. Dry from the expectation, the moment. The thrill. He could feel a smirk forming on his lips. A sick smirk, born of the sensation, born of the voices-! Wait... When have the voices started..? Who cares, right? They were setting something off, the demons themselves!!! Oh how sad...they were about to bring their own doom to life!!!

He felt it... He felt himself losing it... Flashes of bright blue light echoed along with the voices as he dropped his face into his hand, now free after letting the umbrella fall on the ground with a deafening thump, the other one still tightly gripping Brit's.

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/.../

Something was latching itself firmly into his essence, into his mind, soul... It seemed so close to reach, but he couldn't move... He was falling, falling down into this very essence-into himself.

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/..!/

The voices shouted... Reality... What was reality anyways..? The world inside him was real too, wasn't it? He existed, r-right!? A number came to mind... 0 a pure zero... Zero with infinite possibilities...

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/!!!/
The zero... The infinite zero... The perfect zero... He tried to reach for it, watched his hand extend infront of himself and towards this card... The zero... A reflection, as if on a surface of water, met his eyes... It was another him, right there... In the water, reaching out to him... He just had to grab ahold of this hand... And the zero-

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/N-no, stop!!!/

The watery surface broke like glass as the hands touched. Frog's eyes grew wide with terror, the same terror as from that day, as he watched the card slowly dissipate into nothingness, and his grinning, maniacal reflection still watching him behind the cracked veil of reality... A new light came about from the reflection, a different light... Tainted, almost... And a new zero.

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He could barely see it... His vision was growing dim... His grinning reflection burst into a laughter as the darkness began eating away at it. Hysterical laughter... It was still holding Brit's hand... Holding it tighter than ever... Hurting it...
In the reflection's place, the Jester stood...

The real zero...

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"Let the Frog... be born... Eke... Eke-ekekekekekekahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!"

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Everything happened too fast, and it all seemed too familiar. The scenes went like fuzzy frames in front of Brittany's eyes, giving a weird sensation of dizziness, something she was quite familiar with from long ago, something she never forgot. In one moment, they were chasing the masked man, quick-paced steps aiming to get some confessions or whatever they could from this mysterious unrevealed man and about his plans. Psyche Terrorists were to the girl almost as alive urban legends, part of Endymion's folklore and now Brittany was right in front of one; as exciting as playing the ouija and seeing a real ghost. In the following moment, however, she had regret her decision. The moment she laid her eyes on the alley, the moment she gave her first step into the very same dark alley, she knew something was off. And for the first time since she arrived for this "interview", the girl quietened down, and let her cheerful demeanor give in to a very different kind of emotion.

Fear.

It had been a while since the last time she felt...afraid. Fear is a powerful emotion. Fear the moment she saw the demons. Fear the moment the Reporter fell down, face to the ground. Fear the moment the Psyche Terrorist spoke, his voice sound as normal as any human would, however with the ability of triggering...memories. Memories from a past she'd rather forget, a past not so long ago.

"I am thou, thou art I"

Frogerio may be feeling good about this, but Brittany...not in the slightest. Anyone looking at her would see the face of a highly disturbed individual. A paralyzed individual who drafted no reaction whatsoever but the obvious distressed jaw pending slightly along with the trembling hazel pair of eyes.

"The one responsible for lighting up the life of others is yet to discover their own shine. Or is it all shine yet no brilliance? Mhmmmm"

The voice giggled mockingly and echoed in her mind, an alluring voice of a seductive female. Whoever was this voice from, it sounded like a temptress trying to seduce Brittany to call forth whatever was inside, for she knew there WAS something inside, and there's no denying it.

"I cometh from the seas of thy heart..."
She was losing it.

"Let it go. Let it glow"
She was definitely losing it.

Nothing was making sense anymore, as she close her eyes tightly, gritting teeth. Memories running at max speed in her mind, fuzzy scenes she saw in the dark of her closed eyes. The next moment she'd open them, it was like she could hear glass shattered, myriad of pieces spreading on the floor.

"Hiding cave days are over"

The changes... They had just begun...

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He knew something was wrong the minute he laid his eyes on the Phantom as all depictions of the government about any kind of Psyche Terrorists were not even close to that of a gallant man who throws roses or stop by an interview, he was a threat to the security and the people of the city, after all he was being hunted for a reason. But Liam has been training for situations like this. He could not be with his sword right now but he was not going to let the Phantom lay his hands in that Reporter and that's why he was running in the rain together with everyone right now. Although the other two, and that owl who was launched like a missile…? were there and he was in the same place by coincidence he was not going to let things get out of safety's grasp, the grasp he grew so used to it, the false feeling of peace and calm days he wanted so much to have after everything he had gone through.
The moment the running woman, recorder at hand, turned into the alleyway he found the perfect opportunity to catch up to the other two and got ahead enough to see something he didn't expect to have to even mention for the rest of his life, something that remembered him of the only day of his life he felt powerless and couldn't even defend the ones he loved, the one day he tried so hard to suppress for so many years. Demons, three of them. Standing so close to him that he could feel the same anxiousness as that day, the same fear of being insignificant in power to something superior that could rip you to shreds whenever it felt like it. The Reporter didn’t seem to notice that, even if they were clearly visible, and was already trying to make her move to the elusive caped man, putting herself in utmost danger.
But everything would be different this time, he had grown since that event 5 years ago, he had trained for this until this point, he knew now what was happening and he was ready to fight properly this time around. As soon as the word intervention was mentioned and he saw the reporter wobbling he tried to run in her aid but as soon as he took the first step he seemed like he was being kept in place by something. The voices were nothing new to him; He had been haunted by them every time he remembered that day… The looks on the face of his parents in their last moments… His powerlessness to help… The faint memory of them fading away from existence in the most gruesome way. This was something that always translated to his mind affecting his body, losing all energy and will to do anything and just kept mulling over and over the same situation trying to find a way to revert what couldn’t be reverted anymore.

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But not this time, this was not what was holding him down. As soon as he looked down he could see his arms and legs shackled. Since when was he being held captive? He didn’t know he was a prisoner… Was this a special power from the man ahead of them… Or was him like that for much longer..? Why does it felt like he had been encased for so long..? Everything was becoming blurry and all of a sudden his vision was going dark. He didn’t want to be left on the dark! He wanted to see! He need help, he wanted to be in the world… He wanted to see the truth!

Liam remembered something…

Spoiler:

We are thou.
Thou art we.

After seconds he could see again. Why even the water drops on the ground seemed clearer now? It was like he was seeing the world through a curtain of fog this entire time, and everything was lifted now. His arms and legs felt sore and like they’ve been carrying a lot of weight for some time but as he passed his hands through his pulses he couldn’t feel or see any scars or that shackles he felt and saw earlier and kept him still. It was funny how everything seemed like it has happened in seconds in normal time but for him it was like ages have passed and he had matured for so little information he had.

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Do not fear, young dragon.
You are about to open your wings.

He would reach out for the Reporter and pick her up taking her out of the way between he, Frog and Brittany, who all seemed a little different now, and the demons. He left her sitting next to the closest wall before turning back to the demons and the Terrorist, eyes glowing into a unnatural yellow color and fire burning with a new will for fighting.

Now, fly!

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It seemed things were getting bad, now with the sudden appearence of these demons and the mans true nature revealed Bernard recoiled back instantly afraid and to his owners side. He was unsure of just what to do in this situation and was only a mere bird! It was times like these that made being a badass hard....Given if your an owl your destined to be that.

Though...Would he just let this happen and not do anything about it?As a sudden image overtook bernard, of cards being dealt across a table by a familiar face.

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Pick a card Bernard...Any card.

The person dealing was none other than Gabriel, who had some form of relevance to Bernard's life and was the one dishing out the cards this time. In reality he had no control over the situation and was a mere metaphor for the bird's understanding of what was going on. In his head, Bernard would happily and excitedly nudge his head against the card in the middle, attempting to pick it up before snatching it with his beak and succeeding. Waving the card happily in the air like a dog Bernard slammed it on the table. Which Gabe seemed to smirk at before picking it up and holding it forward. Directly at the Owl's field of vision.

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Hm?The Devil, representing a strong bond or commitment,but rash and impulsive behavior....This is the card Fate has dealt you!

Hoo!

Strangely. Bernard could feel something rising within him from that card, as the card transpired down to Bernard and floated to him directly. Appearing on his chest and integrating itself into his very soul as some form of potential. In the real world Bernard was flapping rapidly as if he was experienced some form of excitement or newfound resilience.A voice would resound within his head now, a clear image of a man with grey hair and a sword now appearing too him.

I art thou...Thou art me....You may now call upon me Bernard in your time of need!

Hoo the Fuck are you?

Now...It was as if Bernard could talk, but not yet at all really. As if this strange potential gave him a new found sense of spirit. What was said was not loud enough for the others to hear, and in fact was what Bernard had said to himself, strangely. As this foreign feeling overcame him, but that wasn't important right now. What was important was he defended his owner, and himself. The rest....

He didn't give a shit about. As the word's still rang in his head. "Bernard I choose you!"

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"Alright then! Let's see what you bunch can do. Don't disappoint me. Let's make sure this is a real blast!"

The Phantom would raise his cape and reveal a plethora of firearms a regular human would certainly not be able to carry so easily. Tossing the firearms over the demons and infront of the Persona-Users, he would also gift them with x10 ammunition for whichever they chose to use. With that done, he stood behind the demons and watched the rest of this battle.

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Initiating PvS Combat Phase

Cait Sith Lvl 5:

Nightstalker Lvl 8:

Cait Sith #2 Lvl 5:

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Everything was changing around Frog. Everything that seemed unclear before now appeared laid out before him. The truth... Everyone was being deceived... Reality was a prison... A prison all of them lived. The Queen, the others, they were all just a farce to keep everything in check! Hah, he knew it! Knewitknewitknewit!!!!! Ahahahahahaha! He would break out of this prison, break out of it!!!

A card appeared before Frog, a shining speckle of light clear in the rain, in the darkness of the alleyway. The zero, Jester. And chains, they dangled on his wrists... Threatening to pull him down... But oh nonono, that would be bad now, wouldn't it? Awooooooooo-hahaha!

"Ha-ahahahahaha!!!" The grin grew into a maniacal laugh as Frog raised his chained hands upwards and crossed them over the card, so that it got caught in the middle as the chains ensnared it unnaturally like some sort of a snake. The card began to crack, as Frog's eyes turned yellow and a odd mist began enveloping him.

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"Whoooop!!!" Yanking the chains back with the card so tangled, it broke, it shattered into a million pieces!!! And from it came a new card... But what would that card be!!! Temperance! Fourteen... The Jester shone as it impersonated the Temperance... Impersonated the balance it represented!!! And Frog loved every second of it, as he soaked in the power he did not know where it was coming from!!! The crack of glass could be heard and everything would be lost in a blue mist. A blue mist which soon turned a bright, toxic hue of green. A green something huge came out of, as if ascending from the surface of the water, with Frog standing on top.

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"Let's go, MY Frog Prince!!!"

Frog riding a frog, grinning like a madman as his clothes gave way to a new form. His hair grew into a ponytail, now wavering in the nightly breeze. The rainbow in the rain, but without the sun. Unnatural in every shape and form, fake, just like the zero he was. A bud grew in place of a crown as bright yellow eyes disappeared beneath a sheet of brown hair and a mask, a green mask of a frog.

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Frog stood tall on his frog, gazing down at the enemies that dared cross their way. Small fry, they were small fry. He'd have no problem sweeping them away under the rug, where they belonged. And the Phantom, oh the dear Phantom!!! He came bearing gifts for them!!! Frog just had to jump down and pick one of the guns up. It felt heavy in his hands, but a nice kind of heavy. Playfully, he stuck out his tongue as he directed the barrel of the machine gun at the demons. The ugly demons... But he dropped it down, grinning. "Gotcha!!! Ahahahaha!" He'd have to save it for some other time. Right now, this beautiful creature, this frog like him needed to let out a little steam. "Make them suffer!" Frog gave the order, at which it let out a tearing screech, unlike anything anyone around has ever heard, a real ribbit of doom, it echoed through the alleyway almost physically, breaking raindrops along the way.

"Lament for me this time, will ya?"

Stats & Actions:

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Brittany was still a bit in shock. At that point she wasn't even minding the Psyche Terrorist anymore, though she did pay attention to him at some extent, enough to utter he was less than afraid for being chased down, and more than entertained from the whole cat-and-mice situation itself. His general language was that of an amused individual posing a test for them, and this much she could understand. At the same time, the girl found herself...dressed in a very different attire than her former one. She recalled her outfit was a bit more appealing as a pretty set of pieces, and less of a...costume itself. In fact, her appearance now resembled the one from an old show she loved to watch as a child, named Star Guardian, and the comparisons were immediate in her mind. Has it become true? She loved to watch it after school, thought the opportunities for such were rather scarce... and now she has become just one of them, a girl dressed in a fancy attire fighting monsters at night time. Wilson had met monsters before. Five years ago, to be precise, and yet while back then she was just a small, powerless girl that couldn't stand up against it on her on, this time she had the means to face it. This sense of courage didn't come from the guns the mysterious man threw to their feet, oh no. Also, adrenaline pulsing in her veins had little part in it as well. The true reason why she felt confident enough to take them down was her true self, the lady-like ethereal image, hovering right behind her in a strong, dazzling light.

"Entertain them with your dance, young one.",

the lady spoke, in a cheering bravado. "Dance", wasn't it? One of Brittany's personal hobbies and her confident, self-assured smirk showed it all. That she could do very well and boy, wasn't she excited. As excited as a kid getting on their hands a gun for the first time and pretending to be a sheriff pointing the weapon to a criminal. In a way, that's exactly what she was doing, not with a gun, even though she had in her possessions one, but with a staff, as fancy and lovable as those from the Star Guardian series. It was an infectious sensation she was not fighting against, at all!

"Let me try it! Fire!" And much to the newborn Psyche Terrorist's surprise, fire it was. Not from her staff, directed menacingly to the feline demons and their presumably leader, but from her alter ego herself. Ame-no-Uzume's batons, shooting spiral blasts of pure flame to those who dared to threaten her and her comrades.

Actions, Stats, Passives and Equips:

Persona equipped: Ame-no-Uzume

Action: Maragion | Inflicts a moderate amount of Fire damage to all enemies. | 12 SP | Tier 2
Target: Cait Sith's & Nightstalker
Damage: 48 Fire damage (32 + 16)

Miss if 1
Cait Sith #1

Random number (1,10) :: 8

Nightstalker

Random number (1,10) :: 7

Cait Sith #2

Random number (1,10) :: 4

Stats:
HP:71/71
SP: 51/51 - 12 +3 = 42/51
PEnd: 2%
MEnd: 2%
Ppstr: 12
Pmstr: 32
Dx: 9
Lk: 16 (17, due to Strength)

Equips:
None.

Passives:
Soul Skill Name: Love Charm
Persona Name: Ame-no-Uzume
Tier: Tier 1
Cost: N/A
Type of Damage: Passive
Description: Brittany earns +15% efficacy to land Charm ailments

Skill: Invigorate 1
Tier: Tier 1
Cost: N/A
Type of Damage: Passive.
Description: Recovers 3 SP on each user turn

Relevant Strengths and Weaknesses:

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Liam felt like he could really fly the moment the voices in his head told him so like he suddenly got a pair of really strong, dragon scaled wings and for the first time in ages he had some peace in his thoughts, while he imagined to powerful dragons dancing into the blank space filled by peace... But this was not the time for that. He needed to defend the ones present there, even if he felt like he didn't need to because their presence was as strong as his at that moment, but needed to work in unison with them to defeat the enemy. As soon as the firearms was given out by the... enemy? Even if he was being to good for them, anyways... The boy felt the surge of his power exploding out of him. He envisioned the card of balance of the Tarot deck, Temperance, even if he himself didn't believe into that cards that much and a name he has never heard came from the depths of his soul to his mouth. ~ Rhamnous! ~ He called out, feeling his own self burst out into two beams of light that danced around each other to the skies and back, beaming him with energy. The next moment he saw himself he was clad in all new attire with a clear dragon motif and his left eye was covered by some sort of mask. His hair was in a brighter red too, almost wig like... But that didn't matter as much as two shadows hovered that over him circling the perimeter into the skies with a more petite shadow in the middle, before a thunderous voice came down to his ears.

~ Finally, kid. Now, let's kick some ass! ~

Two. F*cking. Dragons. He would jump into happiness or into fear into normal circumstances but he just felt reassured that, for some reason, that was part of his power manifested and he knew it. The only thing he could focus now as he was looking up to that two beautiful beings (and an orb glowing) was the disapproving gaze of the white dragon over the black one's words. Thinking about the words of the dragon, he would stretch his hand out, pressing the thin air ahead of him into his palm.

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It turned first into a bolt of lightning, followed by some freezing and forming before it became a beautiful sleek sword with some feather motifs. At that moment, the golden orb that came with the dragons would start circling the man, giving him the will to speak into a calming, strong and piercing manner ~ Freeze, would ya? ~ Complemented with a sly smile. The white dragon that was flying above soared to the ground behind the boy, his almost translucent body showing the ice powers build from inside before he directed himself to man who he was a part of.

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~By the way, I'm Gon and he is Ryu. Remember that. ~

And with that he stretched his head above the human, and a wave of ice spat out of it's mouth, aiming to hit each and every one of the demons ahead of him.

Status, Passives & Actions:

Action:
Skill 2: Mabufu | Inflicts a small amount of Ice damage to all enemies. | 6 SP | Tier 1
20 damage to all enemies.

Miss if 1 for all

Cait Sith #1:

Nightstalker:

Cait Sith #2:

Passives:

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[ Here are the two gifs that bugged in the post, in order.

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~ Finally, kid. Now, let's kick some ass! ~

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~By the way, I'm Gon and he is Ryu. Remember that. ~

That is all. <3 ]

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and so Bernard had his owl privileges checked. As he would swoop over and grab one of the guns to add to himself, albeit it was strangley shaped and didn't exactly make much sense but that wasn't what he was worried about!

Hoo...?

A voice sounded out that...Didn't sound male, in fact it sounded more FEMALE and human like. As Bernard burst into a sudden flurry of feathers, wearing an outfit now that also made him look more official. Or was bernard REALLY A HIM RIGHT NOW. What....Bernard was confused to be in such a human body, or atleast. The closest damn thing into one, truth be told this was just a disguise that elevated the owls head to the top and make him look like an entire different species with an outfit.

I don't...I don't get this...In fact it was becoming increasingly clear now to whoever was in the vicinity that even recognized this as the bird. That....Bernard...

WAS REALLY FEMALE??????

Uh....Hoo?

Brit especially, would have been confused had she actually recognized the bird, her entire life thinking Bernard was really a male owl, when in reality he was female. You see, that pet store did a very shitty job of checking Bernard when the owl was a baby. So they just labeled him male. In reality though, Bernard...Wasn't at all. Though that was the least of her worries right now. Despite the entire guise appearing male, Bernard was in truth female. Maybe this had something to do with the owl's life. Or what it really symbolized to her, but she really didn't give a shit.

Brittney!Watch out!

The Owl still blatantly asserting it's lack of giving a shit about the others, as a tarot card depicting the devil would appear and be shattered by it's beak

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HooSona!

Stats:

Passives:

As the tarot card burst, the owl's persona would burst forth from it's head and launch at it's enemies a burst of ice aimed directly at all of them. It was time to hoo these bitches out.

ACTION

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What Will Bernard do?

HP 71/71

Moves List:

Using Mabufu on these fuckbois :V

Cait Sith #1 Misses if 5

Random number (1,10) :: 5

NightStalker misses if 2

Random number (1,10) :: 5

Cait Sith #2 Misses if 9

Random number (1,10) :: 8

Mabufu 16+45%[7]=23 Ice Damage to All Enemies.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_hAZEQ94plA

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Cait Sith Lvl 5:

Nightstalker Lvl 8:

Cait Sith #2 Lvl 5:

Posts : 2877 Join date : 2014-12-26 Age : 27

"Ahahahahahahahaha! Pathetic, aren't you!?" The wind that blew got Frog to stumble, faced with a new sensation altogether. It wasn't quite like pain, at least not physical. It just helped to rally him, though, and he laughed. However, Frog's face turned from a grin into a serious expression as lights danced across it. "No joking around anymore. Get them."

And with the command, the frog Persona shot up with its mighty hind legs, raising the smokescreen as it went, its mouth opening again, but not to ribbit. Inside of it, laid a spiked mace attached to a chain in place of a tongue. As it shot up, the chain unraveled with the vivid sound of metal and the frog spun in the air, aiming it at the green demon, ready to squash it like the bug it were, and consume everything it was.

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Stats & Actions:

Posts : 992 Join date : 2015-10-07

If at first Brittany was completely surprised and rather scared at the fire beams shot forward to the demons (ignoring completely the gust one of the feline demons cast at the party), later she became completely enthusiastic by the fight probably sharing as much, squealing like a child playing a videogame. "Oh my Gosh, oh my so totally Gosh, have you guys seen it? It was fire! Real fire! Do it again, Uzume!" She yelled to her Persona, pointing her baton once more at the demons, and likely, she would keep her little show if it weren't for a detail catching her attention: Bernard. Brittany was so taken by her euphoric sense of power she forgot, for one moment, that Bernard was there. And it was not until she actually heard the bird saying something, specifically the girl's name, that she could actually take a look at him and...much to her complete shock and dread, Bernard was...talking! And with a whole new different appearance that included tuxedos on an owl (which would be laughably cute if it weren't for given circumstances). "...wait wait wait...since WHEN you can talk? And what's with the clothes? And that...voice!"

Actions, Stats, Passives and Equips:

Persona equipped: Ame-no-Uzume

Action: Maragion | Inflicts a moderate amount of Fire damage to all enemies. | 12 SP | Tier 2
Target: Cait Sith's & Nightstalker
Damage: 48 Fire damage (32 + 16)

Miss if 1
Cait Sith #1

Random number (1,10) :: 9

Nightstalker

Random number (1,10) :: 7

Stats:
HP: 71/71 - 6 = 65/71
SP: 42/51 - 12 +3 = 33/51
PEnd: 2%
MEnd: 2%
Ppstr: 12
Pmstr: 32
Dx: 9
Lk: 16 (17, due to Strength)

Equips:
None.

Passives:
Soul Skill Name: Love Charm
Persona Name: Ame-no-Uzume
Tier: Tier 1
Cost: N/A
Type of Damage: Passive
Description: Brittany earns +15% efficacy to land Charm ailments

Skill: Invigorate 1
Tier: Tier 1
Cost: N/A
Type of Damage: Passive.
Description: Recovers 3 SP on each user turn

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