Eas ♦ 008 Fourth Attack (Side A)
Who: Eas and somarium.
Where: The Dreamscape (Side A)
Style: First is preferred
Status: Open
[Eas may have entered into the Dreamscape as Setsuna, but in the immediate confusion of Nitiri's announcement she had managed to slip away from the main group and transform back into her true form.
She stands on one of the buildings, attempting to gather FUKO Energy from the illusionary battle of decades before, but closes her hands in frustration.]
I see. The screams are real, but their despair is merely an illusion.
[She looks out over the darkened dreamscape, a perfect manifestation of despair.]
I cannot lose this chance.
[Her thoughts are interrupted by the growl of a Noctaere from behind her. As it lunges at her, she cooly steps to the side and produces a Nakewameke card.]
You will do. Nakewameke! Unleash your evil!
[She throws the card at the back of the Noctaere, where it sticks. The Noctaere stiffens for a few seconds, but then unleashes a spine-chilling roar that shatters the card into pieces.]
What-!
[It turns back and slashes at her again. Eas dodges backwards nimbly to the edge of the building, and when it lunges for a killing blow she sidesteps and sends it flying off the building with a roundhouse kick.]
So in this environment, they are too strong-willed... in that case-
[She produces her black Dreamberry and focuses her thoughts. Inky black dream energy begins to coalesce in front of her, taking the bestial form of the same Noctaere that just attacked her.]
In that case, a facsimile will do! Nakewameke! Unleash your evil!
[The card lands straight on the back of the mindless copy, engulfing it in white smoke. When the smoke clears, a terrifying abomination has been born: twenty-feet tall, with the nightmarish form of a Noctaere augmented by metallic plating and visor fused into its blackened skin. Its sloth-like arms curl around the buildings, and with one swing it smashes a massive chunk out of the closest one.]
[Eas watches this destruction with a satisfied smile on her face.]
This is the true power of the dreamscape. [And she chuckles.]
Where: The Dreamscape (Side A)
Style: First is preferred
Status: Open
[Eas may have entered into the Dreamscape as Setsuna, but in the immediate confusion of Nitiri's announcement she had managed to slip away from the main group and transform back into her true form.
She stands on one of the buildings, attempting to gather FUKO Energy from the illusionary battle of decades before, but closes her hands in frustration.]
I see. The screams are real, but their despair is merely an illusion.
[She looks out over the darkened dreamscape, a perfect manifestation of despair.]
I cannot lose this chance.
[Her thoughts are interrupted by the growl of a Noctaere from behind her. As it lunges at her, she cooly steps to the side and produces a Nakewameke card.]
You will do. Nakewameke! Unleash your evil!
[She throws the card at the back of the Noctaere, where it sticks. The Noctaere stiffens for a few seconds, but then unleashes a spine-chilling roar that shatters the card into pieces.]
What-!
[It turns back and slashes at her again. Eas dodges backwards nimbly to the edge of the building, and when it lunges for a killing blow she sidesteps and sends it flying off the building with a roundhouse kick.]
So in this environment, they are too strong-willed... in that case-
[She produces her black Dreamberry and focuses her thoughts. Inky black dream energy begins to coalesce in front of her, taking the bestial form of the same Noctaere that just attacked her.]
In that case, a facsimile will do! Nakewameke! Unleash your evil!
[The card lands straight on the back of the mindless copy, engulfing it in white smoke. When the smoke clears, a terrifying abomination has been born: twenty-feet tall, with the nightmarish form of a Noctaere augmented by metallic plating and visor fused into its blackened skin. Its sloth-like arms curl around the buildings, and with one swing it smashes a massive chunk out of the closest one.]
[Eas watches this destruction with a satisfied smile on her face.]
This is the true power of the dreamscape. [And she chuckles.]