A Final Dance: The Large Castle Assault - Open Conquest!

The plan was simple: destroy King's Castle and send a message to the world: their president was just as infallible as the last. Admittedly, Dai didn't remember why exactly she hated the president so much. Her memories were foggy, almost like looking through clouded eyes and muffled ears. All she could recall were the sensations and emotions along with a few key memories, such as Derry and his girlfriend choking her to near death, him burning her alive, and grievous wounds to this day. The scars that she bore were living proof that these dim memories didn't lie. She needed no more context so long as she held onto this feeling. This was truly her only reason to live.

Marching along with her benefactor, she had hoped to catch him by surprise. Whatever their relationship was before the partial destruction of the moon didn't matter, although one thing that she was positive about was the fact that there was only a matter of time before he discovered her and learned what happened. If that was the case, Dai was determined to reveal herself upon her own terms. She chose this path of destruction now that she had no pesky inhibitions left to control her.

Right next to Kowlin, she stood there, a new comedy mask upon her face. Although it was not a scouter like her previous one, it still did its job to hide her face. She couldn't remember if they knew who she was now, not that it mattered, especially when all they had to worry about was the destruction that they were about to unleash. Of course, it was only a matter of time before they garnered attention, police cars immediately surrounding them, screaming for them to put their hands in the air. Methodically, Dai did, turning around and raising both hands high up. However, she wasn't doing this for them. No, for as soon as she raised them up, green ki began to gather upon her gloved fingers and within a matter of seconds, she had unleashed a hail of ki blasts towards the law enforcement.

She had barely heard the scream to open fire, drowned in the shrieks as the blasts hit their mark. If they weren't outright killed by her actions, they definitely were severely injured. The bullets that hit her skin effortlessly glanced off, not even damaging the jacket she wore, thankful she was wearing something so resistant to damage. Walking up to one of the police who was struggling to get back into his car, Dai grabbed him by the collar placing her face close to his. "Send a message to the president. Tell him I send my regards." She said, a smile growing behind the mask. Honestly, this felt nostalgic, almost reminiscent to her first encounter with him where he quite literally had to pull her from the corpse of the cop that she had killed. Of course, now that she was stronger, she had managed to do the same thing but on a larger scale. How poetic. Tossing the police into his car like a ragdoll, she soon turned her attention back to her benefactor. "He should be here soon. Destroy the place already as our present. We won't have a chance to do so later." She said, ever so casually as she scanned her surroundings for any signs of inbound company. Regardless of who arrived, if they were not completely on their side or even affiliated themselves slightly with that asshole, Dai planned on treating them as an enemy.

It only took seeing a emergency broadcast from her home in Jingle Village for Majin Annie to run and take action. From the Moon first being destroyed to the King's Castle being threatened by some godly man, it seemed like the world was soon to descend into chaos, and she did not like this one bit. She had no idea what was going to go down, or how strong they were going to be, but she couldn't stand down even if she wanted to. After all, if she let an entire planet's government crumple before a single person without doing a thing, she simply felt that such inaction would forever bar her from ever realizing her ideals in the Galactic Patrol.

Approaching the battlefield, Annie instinctively lowered her power to it's lowest point, hoping that she could appear as inconspicuous as possible while analyzing the situation. As soon as she arrived she had managed to hear Dai's claims for the weird Shinjin to simply blow up the place, followed by the dark ball of matter slowly continuing to move at a snail's pace. If such a thing had managed to connect with the Capital, she felt that it wasn't just gonna be the capital that was destroyed.

No, she had this dark feeling settling in her gut that such an orb was going to destroy Central City in it's entirety if it was allowed to connect. As such, there was only one thing she could do, as she quickly formed a big pink ball of Ki in her hands.

"Destroy Central City? I don't think so, you monsters!"

Jumping out from her parka like a superhero ripping his costume out from his everyday clothes, Annie landed in front of the two villains in her rainbow leotard, a stern expression on her face as she threw the pink ball of Ki directly at the ball of dark matter. As the ball moved through the air fast enough to create a sonic boom, it collided with Kowlin's attack, creating a humongous cloud of dust that covered the battlefield.

As the dust settled however, Annie's stern expression turned to shock as she saw the ball of dark matter completely unfazed, only being pushed back a few centimeters from the blast. Taking a few steps back from the two, the Majin girl was sweating profusely at what she was about to deal with, before stopping as she remembered what she had just said moments earlier.

She had to stop them from destroying Central City. Even if she proved completely ineffective in fighting against them, she had to stall just long enough for someone else who WAS strong enough to arrive so that the day could be saved. So long as she could do that, perhaps the City could be spared destruction after all?

Regaining her confidence, Annie pushed herself to stop walking back from sheer terror, and even reshape her body to look more muscular in the process as she made her stand, not wanting to look weak in the eyes of these two villains as she stood defiantly against them. "I don't know who you guys are, but attacking the King's Castle is an incredible offense, punishable by life in prison! And... and even if I may not be strong enough to send you all there myself, I'll at least buy some time for someone else to carry out that arrest and sentence! You mark my words!"

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OOC

WC: 574 Words

PL: 7000

6/6 KP

1/6 MP (+1)

"-EEEEEECK!" Having just torn the fabric of reality asunder with a cobbled-together magitech bomb device, Amara was feeling pretty weird. It didn't help when the thing went haywire last second, the anchor point latching onto some sort of massive shadowy entity as it just so happened to pass by Planet Plant. And NOW she ended up somewhere entirely different! The mess of energy signatures didn't help her scrambled mind any, though two distinctly powerful ones stuck out to her. Derry and Erebos were both present nearby, and it was likely the latter that had accidentally caused the utter fuck-up of her Dimensional Drift Device. The woman rolled to her feet with a slight huff, brushing off some bits of asphalt and getting a good look around.

"Hello, what?" Apparently, fate decided to toss Amara right into the jaws of another massive fuck-off battle. Some sort of blue-skinned Shinjin fired off a ball of nothingness towards... King's Castle? So she was on Earth! And that also probably meant Derry was the one getting attacked here. Everyone else was foreign to the woman, including the evergreen-cloaked figure taking up the flank of the Shinjin. "Is this your way of telling me to fuck off?" Throwing her hands up to the heavens above, Amara sighed. With a brilliant sky-blue flash, her power grew five-fold as she raced towards the source of Derry's power, hoping to bump into him. "Hey El Presidente, not much time to explain now, but it's me, Amara. Alive and well! I don't know what the deets are, but I see some weirdos are trying to bomb the place, so I figured I could lend a hand! By the by, call me Celsoia for the time being. Keeping the whole revival thing under wraps."

Not like the guy was a saint or anything, but anyone trying to actively nuke the seat of command were probably way more of bad apples than he was. Oh, speaking of which: "ERRY! It's ME! Amara, that chick you met in Otherworld once. We had a spar; you gave me a shadow book! Still need to get you those gauntlets but looks like there may or may not be a bigger issue at hand. Uhhh, just call me Celosia for now though, if you could. Wouldn't do well for the dead girl to suddenly be running around in Central City!" Sheesh. Hopefully reaching Derry by now, the woman would materialize her holoblade in a small burst of hardlight, swinging it around experimentally. "So anyway. Here I am. Not really the first thing I would've liked to do after just coming back, but duty calls." If Erebos was still within range, she'd give the Demon a happy wave before returning to her combat stance facing the instigators.

Their attack soon caught attention, first by none other than Mr. President himself. Upon seeing him, Dai's hands began to unconsciously curl into fists, the mere sight of him ready to send him into the frenzy. His voice only intensified what she felt. Did he really think she was just going to subserviently work for him just as her past self had did? Honestly, it was almost laughable, to the point where she almost had done so, if this wasn't the current situation she was in. For now, she was simply content to stay silent and let the Clown do all the talking for her. While she didn't particularly agree with his claim that she was working for them, their interests aligned well enough so he could claim that for now.

"My name is Dai," she had said, reaffirming Kowlin's words. "You fucked me over, so I'm not going to let you get away with that." She said, taking a step forward towards Derry. Her arms were slightly raised, charged with ki and ready to attack the president whilst Kowlin took care of the castle. However, it wasn't long before reinforcements arrived. It was all a blur, and all she could process was some strange pointed-eared man who had intercepted her benefactor's dark matter ball, reflecting it back towards him although he had managed to neutralize the power of such an attack well enough. There could have been some possible scratchers, but she knew that her benefactor was too strong to take any major damage from the attack.

However, this individual was not the first to arrive as soon a woman clad primarily in blue also came from some sort of portal. "I see we have company. Did you call them because you were too weak to protect your house by yourself?" She said with a sneer, even though her expressions were still hidden underneath the mask upon her face. Her full attention though was on the pink wad which had arrived out of nowhere, dressed in some sort of superhero costume, claiming to arrest the two. It was enough to completely break her gaze from Derry, as her eyes zoned in upon Annie. Bubblegum. She could feel her burn scars tingling. Hero. She could recall the helmet of Laitier as he knocked her out in the past. Arrest. All those months in juvenile prison rushed back into her head, more vivid and real than before. Unfortunately, Annie's mere presence had somehow managed to bring all of these awful memories to the forefront of her mind. It especially didn't help that she was pink as well.

Her hands went towards her head, overwhelmed by the sudden rush of images. Unable to think straight, Dai instinctively threw her hand upwards. Rather than charging up green ki though, a ball of white came from her palm, shooting towards the sky. "You want to play the hero?" With one hand, she ripped off the mask. As Derry suspected, her face was indeed Kon's, although it was slightly off. Her once blue eyes had turned completely emerald green, and a maniacal grin had settled upon her face. She briefly glanced upward, embracing the blutz waves that the sphere was producing. Immediately, she felt her body began to shift, fur growing upon her limbs, snout elongating and her proportions growing larger than ever. Fortunately for her, the clothes she had were meant to accommodate for her new form and stretched alongside with her without tearing. Her eyes briefly glanced down towards Derry, showing intelligence rather than feral look it had taken many months ago, before they gazed back towards Annie. "Then die like one!" Her voice sounded almost as a snarl, rumbling through the entire field. 

With her oversized foot, she had planned on squashing Annie, putting an end to this so-called hero once and for all. She had to end the embodiment of everything she hated as soon as possible.

Of course, the petty gods never did think kindly to keep their noses out of things. Even coincidentally.

The dark of night, around a time the demon prince could stir from his slumber and take control of Griselda for a time. It'd be the perfect time to check in with the crimelord he was working with to further his own means. Derry's own side of the bargain was far in a way the better deal, as was typical for the types, but the demon prince did not mind such arrangements. It worked for him to have even the slightest shady networking to run with and retrieve his kin's artifacts.

To take what was rightfully his back into his hands.

Something was EXTREMELY off with their timing though. Between the moon combusting and other high powers surging acrossed the land the demon worried he may miss some fun if he stayed in the shadows. Never would he have guessed that trying to enter the King's Office would result in them getting a front-row seat to the crazies trying to blow the place up. Slinking off into a dark corner somewhere on their approach they hid away for a moment. Taking in the many petty gods and heroes that filed in rank to spit their piece; Derry included. Doing his usual president stuff right before getting interrupted not by just one dark void ball but a giant monkey.

The cries and shouts of various civilians was enough to make more men panic in the storm, but not any of these titans of strength. Derry would run past them and most the others on his way out to confront the raging chaos outside. Demons, Gods, and some other faces he would recognize only vaguely. One of the attackers sounded deluded, and the other wiped of anything other than rage as they tried destroying the place and people alike. All above his paygrade.

Except one exuding an energy not her own. Some call them witches, others a sorceress. Usumidori called them over their heads. The greatest desecration of his kin's magic. Artifacts and trinkets with gifts of power were one thing, but a mortal claiming their strength as their own. Disgustang. These people got their magic one way or another, either through killing a demon themselves or tricking the pacts themselves into being so heavily in their favor.

Usumidori did not care what case this was, or that they were trying to get back at the deluded god in their own way. He felt obligated to remove such a presence. Derry would get another, much coarser voice kicking into their minds before the small demon would make his way towards the witch.

'You'll have to excuse my timing, I was going to pop in to talk with you but it seems you're busy. A tip? Watch that fake god's magic. They can be worse than any demon. I've got my own matters to attend to.'
With his own plans arranged the demon prince shall hop back through another portal. Slashing it open with a flourish of his blade. An opening ripping just near the witch as she pulled energy in for an attack. The woman would see this opening dispense a small earthling woman with the stains of demonic energy rip through as soon as that magic left her own body.

And without the ability to really be sussed out by mortal senses, ki or otherwise, he'd use the element of surprise to lash out from the side. Throwing a large swing out with her ebony soulblade as the witch was trying to recover from their spell. The momentum of which catapulted at a blinding speed. Not so much a word as the wild smile of Usumidori was all he needed to convey during this. It wasn't until after he'd see how the pair responded to his sudden attack that he'd straighten up out of his tossed striking stance and flourish the blade once again. Turning back around to greet them.

"What a fun coincidence! Who knew he would lead me to so many opportunities. Are you ready, Witch?"
Keeping his true intentions sealed up for now, the small woman would haggle Celeste. A small feminine voice with the cutting edge of a demon trying to hard with a vessel to sound imposing. The sword, nearly the same size as her body, was dripping with a lingering red energy. Ready to capitalize and further his attack with little regard to how the others would respond to him.

This Demon only cared about one thing, and it was fucking disgusting.

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Usumidori sends a wild Heavy Blow (2KP 40% | 50,000) @ Celeste!

Antisense ACTIVE!

Thread PL: 25,000
Current PL: 125,000 (Usumidori x5)
KP: 4/6 (-2)
MP: 2/6 (+2)
DAM: 0/250%
CDN: Antisense

WC: 803

Well, as annoying as that was it was kind of expected. Kowlin’s strength was rather impressive, as much as he hated to admit it, and erasing an attack in similar fashion was from from out of the ordinary for the guy. Even so, Erebos still rolled his eyes.

Before he could get a quip in, his brain was suddenly assailed by one of those telepathic messages. Ears rang and agitation grew as the message played in his cranium, but the frustration faded off when he realized who was talking.

”Hey Amara!” He said, out loud, realizing immediately after that she’d JUST asked him to use a different name. ”Amara of course is a very common name, and not the name of a girl who came back from the dead! Hahahahhahahhah! Hahah…. Haha.. ha.”

Erebos waved back sheepishly, and stored away his concerns for later. Being able to escape Otherworld was an incredible feat in its own right, but the repercussions of the act? Well, he’d figured he’d unravel that part of the mystery later.

There seemed to be a new issue cropping up with that Majin lady. In the realm of ‘said Majin is about to be turned into a pancake’. Typical for a battle this large for their to be crossfire, but the Saiyan-turned-Oozaru was targeting her specifically. A vendetta? Her words seemed like generic villainous quotes, so it didn’t make much sense!

With a shimmer, Erebos was gone from his current position, and was now standing right in front of Annie. His arms came up over his head, catching the Oozaru’s coming limb with a bit of effort. He strained under the weight. Was this how heavy the girl was normally?

A third limb came from Erebos. His stomach sprouted an arm, sword-wielding and all! It was pitch-black all across it, like most of his shadowy creations. With a purposeful stab, the shadow aimed to Pierce through Dai’s shoe and poke her in the bottom of the foot. Talk about painful!

”Hey lady? You should REALLY think about leaving.” His gaze was on Annie, his words sincere. ”Monkey girl’s got a craving for bubblegum and you’re the only source for miles!”

Shortly thereafter, he leaned over to yell at Amara. ”Hey AM— I mean hey Celestia? Can you please come here and help with the big monkey? I’ve got a god to fight and stuff!”

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Oooo, and there was spicy drama going on between the big cheese of Earth and the shadowmancer, was there? Information to tuck away for now given the circumstances, but taking Amara's relation with both in mind, it was something that might become an issue. The arrival of an overly enthusiastic low-ball Majin didn't do much beyond eliciting a small groan from Amara. She'd tell the walking pink liability to shove off, but all of the mainline hero types thought the same: 'Better to do something than nothing!'. It wasn't a BAD thing, but Amara would prefer to have a clear focus on fighting than trying to prevent some eager beavers from getting vaporized in single shots. Amara spun her blade around impatiently, waiting as the Shinjin went on his malicious tirade about how humans sucked and that Derry also sucked.

Alright, it was a bit more verbose than that, but Amara had boiled it down to the core components at play here. Why they were straight-up ATTACKING was still a mystery up until the green girl spoke up. Shinjin man had purportedly killed the girl's 'good half,' and the nasty bits were what was left behind. Something vague about Derry having screwed her over at some point which, to be fair, was entirely believable. Criminal bosses didn't get very far without playing dirty sometimes... but: "She doesn't seem any older than a teen. What kinda stunts have you been pulling, Derry?" The words were quiet enough so only the pink president himself could hear.

The line of questioning would get interrupted by Dai erupting into a MASSIVE monkey thanks to a sudden power ball! Wait a minute. "Why didn't she just use the moon to-" Looking up, Amara blinked as the sight of a fractured moon greeted her above. "Boy, what the HECK? Derry, why are there MOON SHARDS now? You know what, disregard that, tell me later." Oh right. The Majin from before was put in danger as the giant ape moved to squash her underfoot. Amara had been about to reluctantly go to save her bubblegum behind, but luckily Erebos, in all his infinite wisdom, got to it first. "Cool, thanks!" She'd flash the Demon a quick thumbs-up, not that he was likely to see it amid all the chaos going on.

"Huh?" Bluejin had asked her an odd question: if she was actually a Shinjin. There was probably a lingering scent of holy coming from Amara's fresh body and her magic, which itself had been honed under the tutelage of a very determined deviant lesser Kai. "What's it to ya, pal? Afraid that your jig is up now that the bosses got ya pinned?" With a grand flourish, the thrumming edge of her holoblade pointed straight for Kowlin's neck, Amara's thumb shooting up to make a sliding motion across her neck. "That's right! I know ALL about your laundry list of EVIL DEEDS!" No, she didn't. "And now I'm gonna TAKE YOU DOWN!" No, she probably wasn't. That bit of showboating was interrupted as Erebos called out to her, asking for a takeover to fight the big monkey. And RIGHT after her bullshit speech to Kowlin, too!

"SHEEEESH. I guess since you asked so nicely. Though, hold up a sec." With a blinding flash, the woman's exposed arms and fingers suddenly took on a bright light-blue glow, surges of blue static arcing off her body. Vanishing from her location with blinding speed, Celeste (the Witch, of course) would find her aggressor's sword stopped dead in its' tracks. Covered in a thick layer of electric Ki, Amara caught the demonic blade between two fingers on her free hand, attempting to boot Griselda's stomach with a sharp kick to knock her back a bit. "'Sup lady? Don't think I'll be covering for you again; this was just a one-time gig since I have a really important job to do. Mainly helped because you launched that giga fireball, and it seemed a little rude to get blindsided! Ok, bye."

Vanishing in another burst of speed, Amara would appear at Annie's side with a short huff, the energy fading from her skin. "I would much rather you just, uh, leave? It's super brave of you to come to defend the city and all, for real! Just that you're more of a civilian next to these guys. If you really want to help, evacuating some of the people in the immediate area to ensure they aren't hurt in any crossfire would be real great." Between Erebos' stab and Derry's hook, Oozaru Dai should be occupied long enough for Amara to gear up for her next attack if it was aimed at the Majin's face again. "As much as any help is appreciated, I don't wanna have to worry about your lovely lil face getting turned to mush, you know? Would make it hard to ever attack if I gotta keep covering for someone else."