Mischief Night [Neutral Dungeon Dash]

The moon was out tonight. It was really pretty. It gave a lot of light to the darkness, the better to see the beasts in the dark. And hit them with fireballs. The forecast called for ashen rain and Patricia was going to deliver. Even before the demons came out the full moon was always associated with wild behavior, people lost their minds on the full moon. It was probably because of the glow lighting their way. Nothing was there to keep them from owning the night. Patty felt it too, there was electricity in the air and it was charging through her veins. She needed to move. She needed to move and fight and destroy things because that's what she wanted to do with herself. To flex her muscles, to sprint on the edge of the knife and make it to the other side before it cut her. But the more the merrier, it was supposed to be a fun occasion and she had a new crew she could hang with. She invited who she knew to see if they'd be down for Mischief Night.

The witch stuck to the shadows on her way up, even as a civilian she wasn't safe from getting noticed. No one in their right mind would be out at a time like this but Patty wasn't like normal people. She was a beast of the evening too. The lanky girl moved quickly back toward where they were the other night. The scene of the crime, where the junkie died. Part of her wanted to see if whatever it was was still keeping the demons away from there. Part of her wanted to get a good look at where it all happened. Maybe she get some closure there through all the violence. Or maybe it would hurt. She had to check to make sure. Wicked found herself leaning against a tree smoking a cigarette to kill time, her glowing eye showing no emotion on her shadowed face as it peered through the darkness. She spun her revolver through her fingers, back and forth to busy her hands.
"Hey yo!" she'd call out to her people as they joined.

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Tamsin was at odds with herself, sure. But One thing was certain among everything that confused her: She had power. Not just the ability to swing a sword, but real power to destroy the demon scourge that plagued the world. She may not have ended up on the side she wanted, but she was finding herself strangely okay with that - most of the time. She still had yet to see if these "psyche terrorists" were as bad as they were believed to be. So far, all they had done was help her, and destroy demons. Didn't seem so far from what Cadets pledged to do. Only the Cadets hadn't been there. Isaac Hadn't been there. Wicked and Rogue had been there.

And now Tamsin was here, about to work with them on a haphazard rampage destroying demon filth. As she arrived, she saw Patty was already ready to go, absently fidgeting back and forth. Tamsin felt the weight of her own gun on her hip - something the government would be quite surprised to see in the hands of a 14 year old girl. Still, it gave her a thrilling sense of power, and Patty's hellblazer attitude was contagious. Drawing near her, Tamsin smirked. "Sure, lets show them they aren't the only things that go bump in the night."

Isabelle had gotten a call she hadn't really been expecting to much, but the invitation was one she wasn't going to say no to, not least because she already kinda knew the one in question was a little on the edge, She still didn't know the name of the one that called themselves Wicked, but she knew enough that she was hurting.

Isabelle had headed to the meeting point sooner then needed, and she took a bit of a walk in the woods, and as night fell she simply closed her eyes and felt the surge of power from Astarte, her body contorted a moment and then it started to change growing taller, and her skin and hair changing, even her eyes, until she looked nothing like she had before. Astarte's influence felt stronger then the other times....maybe it was the full moon? she didn't know but as she heard a voice calling out from were the meeting was meant to be she simply headed off in that direction with her new from.

Walking from out of the woods towards the two, the Minotaur looking woman looked to the two of them and spotted Wicked as the towering woman stepped out of the shadows of the Trees "I suppose a good stretch would do us wonders....though the night feels....odd I have to say..Good to see your still in one piece Wicked" she said as she looked to the other shorter female, "And hello to the new face..." she said with a kind smile.

"You got some sick sense of humor bringing me to the woods at a rainy night. My clothes are going to get all dirty!" The jester announced his presence, followed by some laughter. The mud on his clothes didn't actually bother him, his family would usually sully their garb in blood which is much harder to get off. "But oh well... I'm ready to get this circus on the road, magical girl explosion."

Doctor Fate had no clue why he was even out tonight. After the...fiasco (yes he would call it that, it was easier than 'murder') that had happened last night, it seemed like the best thing to do would be to hang up his stupid looking hat, and not partake in anymore 'Doctor' activity. Unfortunately, he had been all but forced out of the house. Maybe lying about taking the night shift had been a bad idea, but he hadn't expected his Brother to get worried enough to be unable to sleep. Though, maybe he should have seen it coming. Demons were about at night. The kid was probably just worried about the very real possibility of Rory getting murdered by Demons in some dark alleyway.

So Rory had gone out. He'd originally only planned on taking a quick lap around the city, before heading home. Maybe sell some cheap knock-offs to anyone he found, or heal some assholes. Despite all that, however, he found himself making his way back into the woods, sneaking in after donning his Mask. Maybe it was true, guilty people always returned to the scene of the crime. In fact, it seemed even more true, considering the group of people he met there. "Sup weirdos." Maybe if he played it off, they'd forget the freak out he'd had last night. At any rate, he wouldn't be commenting on any of the Mission's events. "Do you all just normally hang out in the woods at night? It's cool, I've seen weirder hide-outs. I guess."

So the girl was here. Patty didn't know how to feel about that. On the one hand it was her choice to do whatever she wanted, Patty knew if she was her she wouldn't get told to fuck off. At the same time she didn't want kids involved. Patty was old enough to choose to throw her life away for stupid crap, Tammy wasn't. But if she wasn't here she'd be somewhere else, she got the feeling if Tammy was with the Playhouse with their views on the evils of the government she'd turncoat pretty damn quick and it'd put everyone in danger. If she had any concern she didn't show it.
"Hell yeah! Just stick close. You're pretty weak right now, everyone starts that way but you get stronger by fighting."

And more and more they'd climb out of the woodwork. The witch gave a lazy wave to Rampage.
"Hey Cowgirl, good to see ya! Yeah the demons are freaking out right now, this is either gonna be really fun or a suckfest, I dunno which yet." Patty rolled her eyes. This had the potential to be dangerous but she wasn't gonna let anything happen tonight. They'd be fine. Jingles showed up on cue and got her to snipe at him.
"Ha! The only thing dirty here is your mind, dude." But... magical girl explosion?
................................Patty didn't get it. Most of his stuff was funny, that was just kinda weird. Wiz showed up too, she really didn't expect him to come back after the other night. He probably had his reasons, she had hers, she wasn't gonna question it.
"Sup dick. Yo I'm tryin' a do something tonight. That one chick said that one big demon scared the other ones off so I wanna see what's normally out here so I know what sort of badass it takes to do that. I maybe might have something for you guys later, we'll talk on the way. C'mon! Ahahaha we're burnin' moonlight! I wanna blow somethin' up already!" With a giggle and a bounce of her staff along the ground the witch began to jog into the woods, leading the way.

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Tamsin nodded, looking around at the strange company. What a bunch of misfits these folks were. That was fine. Now Tamsin was a misfit too, like it or not. She wanted to use this power, and just like before, the best way to do that was in a group. She followed Patty -er- Wicked into the woods, sticking close, but not too close. The bladed gauntlets materialized on her hands as she did so.

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rampage nodded to Wicked's wave, and was honestly surprised the new girl didn't assume she was a demon, hell she had gotten the feeling from the others that they thought she was, and honestly after the way she acted last time she wouldn't have blamed them, granted she wasn't actually going to to anything to the drug seller, but it was to get info out of her. for the Time being though she headed after the group nodding to the other two that she had seen before "Glad to see your all doing well" she said to them as she followed.

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"Eh. Sure, I have nothing better to do tonight than keep some punks alive." With a shrug, Doctor Fate followed the group, twirling his staff absentmindedly. Beating some demon skulls in sounded like it could be fun...well, watching some other people beat some demon skulls in, but still. It gave him something to do besides make shitposts, or further his rap career.

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"It is dirty, but not the kind of dirty you are probably thinking." Well the kind she was thinking too, but it also had blood stains too.

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"Alright ya degenerates, lets get this show going.."

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"Honestly we are gonna run into them eventually, so don't worry" Isabelle said as she followed along, towering over the group as normal

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