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Thread: Varena Eberhart vs. The World (Decepticonsneedlovetoo x Atroxa)

RE Varena Eberhart vs. The World No really? I thought I could go in with a slingshot and do just fine. It worked for Goliath after all, Varena said sarcastically as she followed Early out, rolling her eyes a little. Of course she would need good weaponry, but that would only do her so much good if she got killed in one hit. She listened though as he told her his idea for the perfect weapon, which shed used before, a charge blade. So a hack and slash, sounds like a lot of fun, Varena said, and it was hard to say if she was being sarcastic or serious. Probably a little of both. She had a love-hate relationship with her work, it was tiring, and extremely stressful, you never knew if the next assignment might be your last. And demons could be exhausting on a mental level, they were never just simple to kill. But it was satisfying, she found personal and spiritual fulfillment in killing demons, ridding their world of them one at a time. It was only people who knew what they were doing who could properly kill a demon. It wasnt enough to just destroy their vessel after all, as many could survive without a body long enough to attach to another. In fact that had happened to many fighters over the years who didnt know any better. Properly trained hunters knew though, that it was not so simple as that. Different methods had been attempted, including taking priests out with them, but that had proven too risky. Hunters could not always protect their charges, and people who had the ability to be both a hunter and a priest were rare. So hunters were now given vessels of their own, enchanted items that would bind any free demonic spirits to itself so the hunter could bring them back and give them to priests who would know how to properly send the abominations back to hell, so they couldnt come back, not easily at least. She followed Early to the armory, giving a dry laugh at his advice, Thanks, I would have never known to try that if you hadnt told me. She was always at her most sarcastic with him, it could be confusing for people that didnt know them. Well youre giving me the charge blade a ranged weapon would be good. He cant hit me if Im not actually near him after all, Varena remarked as she observed the weapons with her hands on her hips. These brutes lose their tempers easy, and they made stupid decisions when theyre pissed, anything that can get his blood boiling without me getting immediately killed would be great, she mused.
Thread: Varena Eberhart vs. The World (Decepticonsneedlovetoo x Atroxa)

RE Varena Eberhart vs. The World Well, maybe you can use your slingshot idea? Early countered, peeking over his shoulder as he straightened the weapons out on the table. Or even better, your quick wit! Reaching over he pat a crossbow, turning to look at her. Big thing we'll need to address is that even drunk and stupid, if one of Ironhoof's guards hear you, it'll come running. Guns aren't an option, any silencers I've fashioned are for too small a caliber to damage a Minotaur, so that's what this baby is for. picking up the relatively archaic weapon he tossed it to her. Fortunately, despite its design, it was lightweight, and clearly made in more modern times. Last thing I have for you is this. he added, heading around to a relatively small chest near the back of the room. Stooping he fished around until satisfied, standing and lying none-other than ancient dynamite on the table. It was almost laughable compared to the modern explosives around the world, but pickings were slim. We found this in some old mines while mapping escape routes. It's not much, but even old dynamite is still dynamite. It's a simple light-and-throw but you have to cook it or the fuse can be put out. You use it though, and that place is coming down on you, figuratively and, if the explosion is big enough, literally. Heading to the doorway he motioned towards it, and though he had no real authority to dismiss her, it was clear his intentions were to get her out of his lab. The Father's words, as always, held as true as ever. In two days the party raged, an orgy of drinks, fighting, and human women, used mercilessly by a number of massive, bull-like creatures. The building they gathered in was ancient, and the spire atop it scraped the night sky. Perhaps it was coincidence, but more likely it was a sign of cruelty. What once was likely a proud, even noble church was the gathering place of a cruel brood of demonic creatures and at the heart of it all was Ironhoof himself.
Thread: Varena Eberhart vs. The World (Decepticonsneedlovetoo x Atroxa)

RE Varena Eberhart vs. The World I always use my quick wit to my advantage, Varena smirked, catching the crossbow as he tossed it to her. Another favored weapon of hers, shed be glad to have it. When Early mentioned one last piece of gear for her she followed him around to the small chest, resting the butt of the crossbow on her hip. Her jaw dropped a little when he laid that dynamite down, picking it up quickly but carefully and looking it over. Oh oh man, this is going to be way too much fun, Varena grinned. Most Hunters had a habit of making light of their work, a coping mechanism really. It was rarely fun when you were in the middle of a hunt, it was terrifying, exhilarating, but not very awesome or fun. It was only later, when you were secure in the fact that you were still alive that you could really celebrate. Ill tell ya all about it when I get back, she grinned again, giving him a nod before she turned and left. She wouldnt be leaving right away, Varena put away the weapons that Early had given her and gave him some time to prepare her sword and armor by heading for the Sanctum. This was where she was supposed to go before a hunt anyway. Fighting demons was not like hunting animals, or even people, they were supernatural creatures of amazing power. The huntress entered the Sanctum, her movements as silent as possible, the silent inside was heavy, settling over her like a mantle. There werent many other people inside, there never were, but there was always at least a few. Kneeling in front of an ancient carving of Jesus Christ, not dying or suffering but standing with a serene expression, hands reaching out, palms up, as if beckoning to you. Varena settled, closed her eyes, and went still, and didnt move again for two hours, lost deep in meditation as she arranged her thoughts and emotions. They were compartmentalized, packed away, so her mind would be clear and focused. She couldnt afford to be distracted, or to give this demon any wiggle room with her mind. It was only once her mind was in order that she had donned her armor and left, and now Varena found herself on the fringes of the minotaurs compound two days later. She ignored the plaintive cries and sobbing of the human slaves as they were used cruelly and mercilessly. The best thing to do by them now was to concentrate on her objective, being a hero was for fairy tales, not for the real world. The features of Varenas face were completely hidden behind the black, compound glass of her helmet. It bore only the orthodox cross. She was not Varena right now, she was a living weapon, and as a weapon, she had no identity. The crossbow was slung across her back, her sword strapped to her thigh and currently collapsed. When she drew it, would extend and the electric charge would surge through its blade. And of course, in the small pack on her hip, was that stick of dynamite. Carefully, silently, she crept closer, crouched down and moving quickly, like a shadow.
Thread: Varena Eberhart vs. The World (Decepticonsneedlovetoo x Atroxa)

RE Varena Eberhart vs. The World In the chaos and rowdiness, it wasn't surprising when the Minotaur that patrolled the area failed to catch a glimpse as the human moved past them, bellowing to one-another and taking swigs from frothing, barrel-sized tankards. It seemed as if the night was going perfectly. Throughout the building humans cried out and were swiftly silenced, others were permitted to wail pathetically. The rough stone walls provided ample shadow, and the lights, though electric, were dim bulbs that flickered absently, hanging by thin cords from the ceiling. Deep within the church, past the corridors, past the teetering guards and revelry, Ironhoof dwelt. His shaggy, gray hair bristled up yet still unable to conceal the rippling muscles beneath. The room he resided in was small, but large enough for him to comfortably reside in, at least for what he intended. One of the beds had been moved in, and he'd taken his favorite of his new presents up there to play with, though she had kicked and screamed the entire way. His form cut a cruel silhouette, horns that arched from his brow, filed to vicious points, and the axe he'd leaned against the wall of the room they resided in was obviously one that had seen plenty of battle. Well-worn, but still retaining a wicked edge. Surely nothing could bring him down on today of all days?
Thread: Varena Eberhart vs. The World (Decepticonsneedlovetoo x Atroxa)

RE Varena Eberhart vs. The World Varena slipped through the chaos as silent as a shadow, the cross on her helmet disappearing so no one would see her. Thankfully these minotaurs were drunk and arrogant, none of them were really doing their job, too drunk and sure of their invincibility to think that there could possibly be a threat to them. Once Ironhoof was taken care of, she would see to these beasts as well. It was too bad that their human hosts were too far gone to save. Often, demons could be expelled or exorcised if possession was discovered early, with no long term ill effects to the human, but these poor souls were beyond saving. They would simply have to hope their souls had hope of salvation after being wrapped up with a demon for so long. She followed the blueprints glowing slightly on the inside of her visor, Aaron had found the blueprints for the church and scanned them into her HUD so she always knew where she was going, and where she needed to go. Demons constantly sold, bought, and traded human slaves, the plus side to that for their organization being that often, liberated slaves had been to a number of demon strongholds. A few of them had been in Ironhoofs possession apparently, telling them exactly where the center of his operation was. She reached the door, the hallway deserted as apparently most of the guards patrolled the outer portions of the church, no doubt thinking no one would ever get this far in without their notice. Varena paused, unsure of how to proceed, but able to hear movement inside, and the crying whimpers of a woman. Pursing her lips, the hunter looked up and down the hall, sizing up her options, before she simply knocked loudly on the door, banging with clear urgency. Boss! Boss! she called, her helmet morphing her voice to be low and deep. That done though she quickly retreated, ducking into a doorway and pulling out her crossbow, loaded with a bolt that was tipped with silver, and loaded with something that was poisonous to demons, holy water. Early was right, this would be a battle of attrition, she was not going to kill him quickly, so her best bet was to start wearing him down as soon as possible. Poisoning him was a good start.
Thread: Embrace The Arc-Light! || Marri and Jeufufns

Admittedly, Chiyaku wasn't at all fond of Marron. Marron as far as she was concerned was the very symbol of rebellion, something she hated greatly. As Student Council President, it was her duty to constantly maintain order. And if it couldn't be done in a civilized manner, she would have to resort to dueling. In fact, not too long ago Marron attempted to revolt against her, along with three others in a four versus one, only to result in a total shut down. The Legendary rumored Psychic Duelist countered each and every one of their plays on their turns without ever doing anything but drawing cards and ending her turn. What most often forgot was your win loss ratio in duel monsters did have an effect on your rank. The moment she lost a single duel, she would be forces into A Rank until the monthly WL Scores reset. At that point she would have to defeatthe best player of each rank in order to reascend to S-Rank. In any case, Chiyaku didn't even bat an eyelash, focusing on her work, The E cup chested council leader kept her full attention on her task as Marron spoke. Martin's assets were far more exclaimed then hers was, by modest standards which used to be Lewd standards, Chiyaku was a 8.310 while Marron was a 23.710 Today however, dispite their previous skirmishes, Marron spoke to her of something actually important...which wasn't to say what she had to say was never important...it just often ended up in them disagreeing. I have as a matter of fact. About 27 Minutes after I had received the proposal. I must thank you for being prompt in finding us a new supplier on such short notice. Do you know when we can expect a delivery? When it came to business as planned, The stick in the mud named Chiyaku always treated others politely dispite her feelings towards them. Even so, it was a wonder Marron never decided to take Chiyaku under the pretense of sexual punishment. Then again... In a straight fair duel, Marron wouldn't get very far in doing that since Chiyaku among a few others still preferred the old method of dueling and used male monsters in their decks. There were still many who treated the game as just a sport even though the new solid vision system allowed the game to grow beyond that. Chiyaku was no exception, dominance above all else. A weapon that hopefully needs not be fired. Chiyaku stood up and looked out the large wall windows down to the island watching the students go their separate ways. She noticed a girl going into the forest which kind of concerned her. They are just rumors but... she muttered quietly to herself so Marron couldn't quite hear.
Thread: Embrace The Arc-Light! || Marri and Jeufufns

Like a machine, or a computer, Chiyaku was one to put things out of mind. While she noticed how Maron always stroked her disk near her, signifying how badly her loss affected her, Chiyaku never let it concern her. As Student Body President, This was an obligatory result. Standing up, she stared Maron down with cold but determined eyes. If that is all Maron, you are dismissed. I have something to attend to. That other girl was a concern however. She recalled seeing that not only was she a Slifer Red, she was also among the weakest academically. She felt like she needed a Personal Assessment. A duel would tell her everything she needed to know and the best part of her deck was controlling the flow of the duel was it's specialty. She could easily let her do as she pleased and considering it would be a casual duel, a loss would be meaningless. Chiyaku began walking by Maron. She picked up her duel disk and strapped it on signalling that she was about do challenge someone, something she has practically only done twice in two years of attendance. Both times were to brutally punish offenders at school. She forced them into duels using a Photon Shackle which was authorized for Chiyaku and her Security team for use. The shackle was magnetically attracted to the Holo-Emitters of a duel disk and once connected, it would activate the duel disk and only detach once the duel ended, in short, one player's points dropped to null. Chiyaku often made an example of those people and pretty much scared them into line. This was a method that Maron wasn't fond of however effective it was. Fortunately, Chiyaku punished those who mocked duelists for losing, so long as she was aware of it so she wasn't completely bad. However bullying was an unstoppable force even for her. This time her goal wasn't to punish the girl in the forest, but perhaps find a means of improving her situation if possible. It took about a good 45 minutes but she made it to the forest. She was never fond of the forest. For some reason it made her feel paranoid and although she was using a Military Elite's Grade Deck, She still felt apprehensive here. She often looked back to see if anyone was following her which only annoyed her more as she hated the feeling of paranoia. Ugh...The sooner I find her the better... She said to herself.
Thread: Embrace The Arc-Light! || Marri and Jeufufns

Already Jacklyn was starting to regret challenging Chiyaku to a duel. She just wanted to be left alone, but the hormones spreading through her thanks to the pheromones of her massive dump and the worm inside of her had made her easily aggravated. In fact the only reason she was still attending was because she'd beaten the people trying to throw her out in a duel. She wasn't even considered a real student anymore, yet she was hanging on with her hands and teeth, clinging to the island. Even as a prodigy, being unable to memorize things and making up her own mind rather than obediently swallowing the teacher's opinions had caused her to sink down to f-class, the worst of the worst. Now was her turn to show Chiyaku just how unfair the system was, even if she'd rather not have challenged her. Watching the virtual action cards take their place, she got into position, unleashing her black, spiked duel disk. The wind blew past her naked legs, though she was accustomed to the feeling. Past generations might have called her attire slutty, but in truth showing skin was in fashion these days. Drawing her hand, she flashed a quick smile before focusing back on her opponent. She was completely happy with it but it would do. She knew Chiyaku's play-style and even if she didn't quite know about her cards, she knew she'd have to disarm all of them before playing her rituals. The fact that she had no monsters on the field irritated her even more. There were many people playing aggressive decks out there, and there was only one way to know what she was hiding. I summon Gishki Mollusk in attack position! she said, slamming the card down on her monster slot. With a decisive battlecry the warrior entered the battlefield, landing gracefully as it drew its swords. As fashionable for the time, her card was a feminized, lewd version of the original. The face was a lot more feminine and while it retained the sharp teeth, the jaw was a lot slimmer and the features more recognizable and feminine. Her generous chest pushed out the armor in front of it, revealing quite a bit of underbust. Even her ass looked big enough to suffocate you inside, straining the pants she was wearing that were laying skintight against the dark body. The front of it was bulging out by a rather well-endowed manhood, looking like the pinnacle of virility. Jacklyn was trying her best to weed out as much resistance as she could, and Mollusk was the perfect answer. The only option Chiyaku had was to destroy it or take 1700 damage to the face. What she might not know is that, when Mollusk is destroyed through a card effect, you're allowed to look at the top cards of your deck and choose whether they go to the top or bottom of the deck which wasn't too bad considering she had to set up her combo. Still, she was nervous. Even with all the removal cards she possessed, trying to rid herself of Chiyaku's control cards was going to be near impossible.
Thread: Embrace The Arc-Light! || Marri and Jeufufns

It took everything she had not to crack a smile as Jacklyn played straight into her hands. After all, knowing Chiyaku's cards didn't help, it all boiled down to what she had in her hand which made her always unpredictable. When her monster was summoned, she kept a straight face. Upon entering battle phase, she began to attack. I guess you haven't studied my deck after all. I was shocked to see someone actually -challenge- me. But I can see now you simply underestimate me. I Special Summon both PSYFrame Gear Beta and PSYFrame Driver from both my hand and deck respectively in order to negate your attack and destroy your monster. From a void, a strange humanoid burst from an alternate plane creating a shattering glass effect as he combined with a golden instrument. Blasting Psychic waves, he destroyed the Aquatic monster and ended the battle phase. While it is your turn, you have turn priority. But after your effect activates, I'll be activating my field spell...and the monster my field creates...will give your rituals a run for their money. PSYFrame Lord Zeta. Level 7, Light Psychic type monster with 2500 attack points. His special abilities allowed him to temporarily banish both himself and an opponent's special summoned monster from the game. In face, Chiyaku was one of the few to still use male monsters as well as to hide skin. In her own little way, it was her own little act of rebellion. Normally Chiyaku went into more Generic Sevens and eights but today was the day where she would show off her strongest weapons. What she didn't understand however...was how a Gishiki player was in Slifer red. Then again, that wasn't completely far-fetched. All she knew was some how, she was still here. She needed to understand why and how. When her effect was completely, the circuits of her field lit up and forced her into conducting a Synchro summon. A tall humanoid male wearing the PSYFrame Gear as a mask stood before Jacklyn in tight leather, staring her down with glowing sinister eyes, arms crossed...and it was still her turn...
Thread: Embrace The Arc-Light! || Marri and Jeufufns

Chiyaku chuckled as Zealgigas moved to be rid of her Lord Zeta. She shrugged and shook her head as Zeta leaped into action, flipping several times rapidly before planting its foot firmly into the head of the 3200 beauty behemoth. A resonance burst pulsed around the focal point of the kick before both monsters suddenly vanished into a black hole opened by the kick. Seeing the surprise on Jacklyn's face, Chiyaku probably owed her an explanation. Once per turn, during either player's turn.... PSYFrame Lord Zeta can target both himself and one special summoned monster my opponent controls and banish them till my next standby phase. Since vanity only prevents my responding to the Ritual Summon and not from harming your actual monster, negating your spell card was unessesary. Chiyaku couldn't help but giggle a bit. Deep down inside, she loved watching her opponents squirm but she made a conscious effort to suppress that side of her. She cleared her throat. Her cheeks were a little flared. Honestly, Jacklyn's monsters were very provocative. It took quite a bit to ignore them. After two years of rehab from being a Nymphomaniac, she had to ignore them. In any case she was genuinely enjoying herself. So what's next? She said teasingly. Admittedly, she couldn't understand why she was in Slifer. That was an excellent play. In any case, she'd have to look into it but Jacklyn's case raised an interesting point. Maybe there was room for further revisions in the system, but radical changes would need time and planning. Perhaps it would be prudent for making three different curriculums... Two Specialized, one Dueling major, One Academic Major and a generalized path for both academics and dueling. This way people could choose their own path and be judged based on what they choose to be judged on. Jacklyn's deck seemed to require a bit of luck but with a bit of study, she could easily earn a place in blue dorm if her wins were consistent enough.