GROUP:Infernal
ALIAS:Essi
AGE:25 yrs old
PRONOUNS:She/Her
Race:Beast-Infernal
Occupation:Dance Performer
PLAYED BY:Nat
WRITTEN:23 posts
TAG:@eslia
Post by Eslia on Jul 23, 2023 11:57:41 GMT -5
The redhead rubbed her eyes and watched the chaos unfold, even after all of this no guards have shown their face. Things were afoot and she couldn't imagine any force behind this was going to do any good. She put the blinding on Rowan and started yelling out.
"Person needing assistance! Anyone that can help follow the light!"
After her vague instructions she continued moving toward Celestial and overcharged battery. Her throat was going hoarse and people were getting bloodied. Looking out she found the person who had taunted the rioded sparkler along with her. Spotting Bianca Essi would whistle to get the white haired woman's attention. Casting The Voice on Bianca the infernal would try her best to yell.
"War cry! WAR CRY! WAR CRY!"
Continuing with the chant Essi would use her power to warp Bianca's voice to be a deafening roar of whatever her ally chose to say. All the while Eslia was making her way to Celestial, dumpster man. Coming up behind him she braced her body against his back. She couldn't do much but she was going to try her best to support the people that were protecting her and everyone else. Giving all the strength she could muster to the broken shield of a man she went on screaming.
"ALL OF US! WE ARE TOGETHER! WE WILL END THIS! Don't worry. You're not alone dumpster man."
STR: 12 | DEX: 11 (13) | CON: 16 | WIS: 16 | INT: 13 | CHA: 17
GROUP:Human
ALIAS:N/A
AGE:20 yrs old
PRONOUNS:he/him
Race:Human
Occupation:Demolitionist
PLAYED BY:Mekki
WRITTEN:51 posts
TAG:@rowan
Post by Rowan Altambra on Jul 30, 2023 17:42:24 GMT -5
The next moment was a blur for Rowan, ending with even blurrier vision and the taste of dirt and stone upon his tongue. Pain shot through his body at such an intensity and with such a speed that it was nearly immediately replaced with a numbness, and as he lied there on the shattered stone of the crater he created, he looked down at his now mangled body.
"Didn't miss, at least..." he mused to himself as he tried to move his fingers. Any of them, really.
It was impossible.
The man sighed, blinking away the tears that formed in response to the pain.
The assailant was still up. Still standing. And he was there, in the dirt... broken hands be damned, he had to do something.
"G-et up..." he spoke through gritted teeth, blood spattering against his lips and out upon the stone. He tried to ball up his hand into a fist and push, for leverage, but he could not.
"Get... up..." he groaned further, pushing off of a shoulder and trying to move his knee under his chest. Still, unsuccessful.
"Get... UP!"
Rowan shouted at himself, smashing his forehead into the stone and using that to stabilize himself. His knee slid under his chest and he was able to get the weight off of his toes and shifted instead to the ball of his foot. He pushed back, stumbling in the process, but managing to get up.
He had precious little left in the tank.
He needed to keep them safe.
As the armored man struck from the front, and the Dumbledalf hater went for an attack at his head, Rowan would try to wrap an arm around the man's waist from behind. He'd pull him in close, if possible, trying to hold him in place for the attacks of the other two.
All the while, his body would begin to glow.
"GET BACK!"
He'd try to contain it, but Rowan would set his entire body off. He knew the man could take it, so it wouldn't kill him... but his hopes were that this, combined with everyone else's efforts, would put him down.
Rowan's body would shine bright, before explosive force shot outward, dulled primarily by the body of the man they were all fighting.
STR|DEX|CON
10|15|33[35]
WIS|INT|CHA
10|07|07
ABILITY: 14