5th Ritual of Detestation: False Gods

[greyerrant]

[ What's this, Prospero? A huge, 8 foot tall being stalking the streets openly, during the dark hour. Heavily armored, and very well armed, it hunts for all the enemies of humanity it can find. Including, perhaps, itself. The being growls, and the armor it bears buzzes in concert with it, searching for someone. Searching for something.

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[kindofademon]

[Wandering around killing minor shadows, Ryuunosuke has no fear of being attacked by 'another him'. So when he sees this massive guy in armor, he whistles under his breath.

It's too late not to be spotted. All he can do is hope that it's not going to attack him.]

[greyerrant]

HERETIC! [ is all that Angry Shadow Garviel spouts, before unleashing a burst of bolter fire towards Ryuu. ]

[kindofademon]

Shit! [Vetala is called up quickly, blocking the attack with itself, but Ryuunosuke still winces. Attacking this head-on doesn't seem like a good idea, so he orders a Mudo, not realizing that this is probably doomed to fail.]

[greyerrant]

[ indeed, the enormous marine seems very resistant to sorcerous attack, closing and drawing a tremendous blade, chain-teeth screaming as he closes for the kill. ]

[swallowreversed]

[Kojiro basically have nothing to do here in Prospero like he actually had one back in Fuyuki, so almost on every night, Kojiro will always spent his time sharpening his long-ass sword against Shadows.

Besides, Diarmuid told him about 'copy' of himself, and he's pretty much interested in seeing one. Man, sparring with yourself? When else you can expect it?

And that's when Assassin spotted Garviel. Guess what? He's approaching you whether you are not approaching him.]

Oh, I never actually expected to bump into someone, let alone with that much of an armor.

[greyerrant]

[ The 8 foot tall warrior turns on Assasin, eying the blade for a moment. ]

So, one of the foolish mortals of this place comes before me? What sorcery do you carry with you, heretic?

[swallowreversed]

[His face looks mildly amused.]

Sorcery? I don't do such trickery. I carry but my will to fight along with its' media here.

[greyerrant]

And what media is that?

[nomammano]

[Miki stares, from down the street, transfixed at the thing. She finds it fascinating as she watches it pass.]

[greyerrant]

[ The hulking figure walks over to Miki, and will grab her by the collar if she doesn't resist. ] WHere are the sorcerers, Mortal?

[nomammano]

[Miki jumps back quick enough to keep the figure from grabbing her.]

What? What are you talking about?

[greyerrant]

The sorcerers! The ones who brought us here and use these filthy Personae! They must all be purged, all be cleansed.

[athngabla]

[Lancer's been keeping busy, acting a one-man shadow apocalypse while many of the other Persona-users are stuck confronting their eerie doppelgangers.]

[It's a stroke of luck unnatural to him that he hasn't encountered any shadows this night he'd be forced to use the abilities of a Persona upon, and is allowed to defeat them merely with skill and spear.]

[Regardless, he'll eye the giant suspiciously when it comes into view, all senses on high-alert. Hiding from it would be impossible, and attacking it seems... unwise, at the moment. Time to wait and see what it does.]

[greyerrant]

[ Have a stare from the Space Marine. ]

[athngabla]

[It's a stare-off?

Well, not really. After sizing the giant up, Lancer speaks.]

Ain't often someone -- hell, something big as you shows up. You even human?

[greyerrant]

I am a monster who plays at being human, but his strength... his power allows him to be so much more.

[needsteaplz]

[Saori tried to run before the huge shadow noticed her but it was getting very clear that wasn't going to happen. Why did she insist on going out tonight of all nights?!]

[greyerrant]

You! MORTAL WOMAN. Bring me to the sorcerers... or suffer the consequences.

[needsteaplz]

Oh crap...Wait, what do you mean by the "sorcerers?"

[She knows that voice alright. Scared as she is, she tries to hold her ground.]

[greyerrant]

I mean all that would corrupt themselves with Sorcery.

.... [ His voice becomes even harsher. ]

Like yourself, Witch.