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Entry tags:
- coco: héctor rivera,
- critical role: beauregard,
- final fantasy ix: zidane tribal,
- final fantasy xiv: castor westmoore,
- final fantasy xv: ardyn izunia,
- final fantasy xv: ignis scientia,
- fragile dreams: ren,
- hyper light drifter: the drifter,
- marble hornets: tim wright,
- mass effect: legion,
- mushi-shi: ginko,
- original: chip abaroa,
- original: erika fisher,
- original: mira delacroix,
- red vs. blue: agent washington,
- red vs. blue: leonard church (alpha),
- the adventure zone: kravitz,
- voltron: keith kogane,
- voltron: takashi shirogane,
- ✖ drakengard: two,
- ✖ guilty gear: faust,
- ✖ kamen rider: sakuya tachibana,
- ✖ okami: amaterasu,
- ✖ overwatch: genji shimada,
- ✖ pokemon sun & moon: lillie,
- ✖ red vs. blue: agent carolina,
- ✖ red vs. blue: agent maine,
- ✖ red vs. blue: agent texas,
- ✖ the adventure zone: lup,
- ✖ voltron: princess allura
June Event: Chaos, Chaos!
JUNE EVENT: CHAOS, CHAOS!
Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: It's just a little chaos...
When: June 17th - June 22nd
Where: Primarily Io, though also across Ensō and the islets if applicable
Warnings: Violence, possible body horror, potential anxiety and dysmorphia associated with body-swapping
What: It's just a little chaos...
When: June 17th - June 22nd
Where: Primarily Io, though also across Ensō and the islets if applicable
Warnings: Violence, possible body horror, potential anxiety and dysmorphia associated with body-swapping

Who Keeps Spinning the World Around?
The morning of June 17th, you'll probably notice things are amiss rather quickly. Your hands aren't your hands, or you're no longer in a squishy human flesh shape, or worse. Maybe your Lawful Good persona has plummeted into an outright Chaotic Evil one. Or maybe you wake up with a brand new power in your hands! Whatever the case is, no explanation is going to be immediately forthcoming, from Eleu or the Storyteller or anyone else. You'll have to figure out this mess on your own.
Adjust to your new circumstances, master your new powers, and do what you can to make it through the next few days...because they're going to be some very interesting ones, for certain.
The morning of June 17th, you'll probably notice things are amiss rather quickly. Your hands aren't your hands, or you're no longer in a squishy human flesh shape, or worse. Maybe your Lawful Good persona has plummeted into an outright Chaotic Evil one. Or maybe you wake up with a brand new power in your hands! Whatever the case is, no explanation is going to be immediately forthcoming, from Eleu or the Storyteller or anyone else. You'll have to figure out this mess on your own.

Catch Me If You Can!
Come June 20th, whether you're back to normal selves or not, Eleu has a job for you. A request, even. They're going to need your help to take care of this little problem and put a stop to all this absolute madness.
Those interested in helping can get in touch with any of the honeybees buzzing anxiously about Io, and they will redirect you to the Honeycomb, which has now been provided with several barrels of Honeycomb Sledgehammers for your use. You don't have to take one if you don't need it, but they make a very powerful weapon. Additionally, Eleu will take care to assure that, in exchange for your help, you may keep the Sledgehammer, if you so choose.
Those interested in assisting may access our boss fight at its top-level below. This is a single thread with no order, but anyone may participate, regardless of their current state of being. Don't worry about how you contribute, or tag speed. Anyone who's concerned about being left out is welcome to reach out to us to handwave or backtag their involvement, if necessary!
The Clown Box is going to put up a fight, though. And it's not going to be pretty.
Come June 20th, whether you're back to normal selves or not, Eleu has a job for you. A request, even. They're going to need your help to take care of this little problem and put a stop to all this absolute madness.
Those interested in helping can get in touch with any of the honeybees buzzing anxiously about Io, and they will redirect you to the Honeycomb, which has now been provided with several barrels of Honeycomb Sledgehammers for your use. You don't have to take one if you don't need it, but they make a very powerful weapon. Additionally, Eleu will take care to assure that, in exchange for your help, you may keep the Sledgehammer, if you so choose.

The Clown Box is going to put up a fight, though. And it's not going to be pretty.
Event Timeline
[ ♆ ] June 17th: Chaos begins!
[ ♆ ] June 21st: On the eve of the final battle, Storytelling commences.
[ ♆ ] June 22nd: Characters confront the Clown Box, and all parties return to normal.
[ ♆ ] June 25th: All parties become privy to the final outcome involving the Clown Box.
( CODED BY BOOTYCALL )
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It retreats somewhat, riled up by the intrusion. It lets out a spray of colourful paintballs. Think fast! ]
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All that is to say, the both of them get to hear a few heavy footfalls before a blue suit of armor comes leaping up behind the Clown Box, trying to stab it with a sword. Not slice; this is pretty definitively an over the head swing like a staff.
Beau doesn't know how to use a sword. But like, she's trying.]
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Hey, chucklefuck! I've got a gift for you!
[And a massive Fireball shoots from the tip of the umbrella, enveloping all pieces of the Clown Box in a twenty foot radius in roaring flames. As well as, y'know, everybody else in the vicinity? But they'll remain magically unscathed. Even if they might not appreciate being in the middle of a literal firestorm. But that's a wizard fight for you!
Unfortunately the surrounding vegetation doesn't fare as well, and Lup does look sheepish about that part.]
Sorry, bees!
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Except oh there's like. Fire. Happening. C-cool... Doesn't seem to hurt?? So. That's also cool?? Is Faust also fucking fireproof, he doesn't know!
What he does know is that there's this giant-ass scalpel, and he's been trying to figure out how to use it! No, he has not learned to properly do...much in a couple of days, but it's the weapon he's got, and by god, he's going to swing that puppy in a fairly big arc. Guy's 9 foot fuck with gangly-ass arms and a six-foot scalpel, his radius is...fuck dude, it sure is. Trying to hit as many pieces in one swipe as he can!]
Looks like you need a clown-ectomy! Is there a doctor in the house?! Oh wait!
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Those gardens are looking fairly crispy, alas. But oh well. Sacrifices must be made.
In the flames, it swirls frantically before shooting upwards into the air, trailing fire behind it, clearly agitated. It swoops low, spraying another round of painful, colourful paint bullets around itself.
All of its current attackers will experience a shift in vision, being close to it. This time, everything seems rather...blocky. Pixelated, you might say. It might be disorienting, but don't let that discourage your efforts! ]
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Something about it is comforting, in a strange way. She's used to a Black Mage nearby. ]
Keep that up, aye?
[ It might be hard to hear her over the fire but Castor's got a solid set of lungs. She takes off a second later fighting through the second shift in her vision, and moving in to strike again before the box flies back apart, chaining together as many blows as she can. ]
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As soon as he sees Castor launch herself back at the clown, Ignis launches an attack of his own, springing up at the Clown Box from the opposite side, swinging the Honeycomb Sledgehammer held in his mouth with a sharp twist of his head. The first set of combined attacks were definitely successful, so it only makes sense to continue the pattern.]
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Witnessing the scene before him, he feels a pang of remorse for the collateral damage already being made, but against a hovering, acid-spitting eldritch abomination, options are going to be rather limited. Speaking of which...
Noticing the clown box is now very much airborne, Zidane(?) slides out into the open and takes up as best a grounding stance as he can with this strange body, inhaling as much as his lungs will allow...before crying out as dragonfire bellows forth from the teenager's maw like a volcanic eruption! The young lad does what little he can to keeping the arcing flames firmly on the horrifying entity and away from the rest of the environment, hoping to high heaven more trees won't be destroyed in the process...!
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[That's not his angle. Instead, he makes a wide arc with his hand, trying to form a circle with his blue flames. Not to set the Box on fire, but to set up a perimeter around it.]
[He's trying to keep it in one place, as best as he can. But it's a hard effort for just one guy who woke up on fire, and definitely can't keep this up forever.]
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But red and blue fire from two sides and Ignis' decisive strike is enough to force it to reconstitute again, landing another blow.
It's starting to look scorched, but it's not done yet. Letting out another distressed, high-pitched buzz, it disappears in a colourful puff of muggy steam...a hint to its next location.
Those quick on their feet will find the clown box lurking beneath the bathhouses' steaming waters. Upon discovery, it will launch a tidal wave of swirling, colourful water at its attackers - anyone it touches will have their vision change again, to something decidedly more stylized in nature..
Though everyone has done well so far, it's certainly not going down without a fight. ]
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Sorry, I'm late! [More of team patience is here. Just...slightly different than before. He bears sharp teeth at the box with a low snarl.]
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Although...]
.....Huh?!
[Wait....what's happening? His vision....
No, he can still see. It's just.....everything in his vision is like a painting. Fine. He'll deal. He can still see the clown box and will try to take a swipe at it.]
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Beau rolls with the hits, trying to keep herself in any hole or space to stop the box from moving-- which of course, it does anyway. Beau takes off running as soon as it disappears, coming upon the scene at the point Zidane and Keith have arrived as she brandishes the sword again.]
It does some shit, be careful!
[Descriptive. But regardless, she'll charge at it again, aiming to stab and see if she can pin it into a wall or one of the baths.]
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Let's pin this slippery asshole from all sides! [So, funny thing about Faust's six fucking foot giant scalpel he's discovered is a fancy little button that shoots the blade like a fucking harpoon, complete with line. Sure would be handy in the hands of someone who isn't known to have almost supernaturally improbable lack of aim.
He can blame it on the water, this time. Getting splashed would normally not be a big deal, except that the outlines of everything color and swirl, and when the scalpel goes off, it only glances off the box, bounces itself off harmlessly against a few more surfaces (how is that physically possible?), until it finally lodges itself at an angle into the ceiling of the bathhouse.]
...I...totally meant to do that! [He definitely, totally did, and will thus take the opportunity to go Tarzan swinging across the pool to kick the thing in its...side? Face? Box? Angle?]
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And then he sees his own body, replicated as an animated sprite, swinging across the ceiling to kick the damn thing like a battering ram.
Frankly, he's going to be having a serious talk with Church about throwing his delicate frame around like that with such recklessness later, but...in all honesty? He never even thought of using his weapon of choice like that. He'll have to have a serious talk about that manoeuvre as well...
Agreeing with the orders barked by 'Faust', the real doctor sprints across the poolside before leaping into the air, sledgehammer raised above his head and bringing down every last ounce of youthful vigour in this body upon the wretched creature!
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It's hard to see, what with a lack of colour and the strange square blurring but she can still see well enough to aim herself, right? If her aim is true and she catches the damn thing, she'll start pummelling it with her free hand. ]
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After being struck, it freezes in place for a second before shattering. What's left behind is a swirl of colour and bright energy, a swarm of light and shapes that comes together in a shifting pulse.
Then it spreads, sweeping across the island in a wave, washing over the assembled fighters and lifting whatever strangeness has been inflicted on them - changes in vision and shape, wrought by the clown box's reign of chaos. ]
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"Zun!"
[ The bees and the light collide into each other at the center of the island, in the sky above the god's temple; swirling around each other and wrapping each other up in a bright, chaotic torrent.
When it ends, the bees are still there, but they look....different. Far more colourful, for one thing. And they're buzzing in barely contained laughter, brimming with an unrestrained joy. ]
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I left for five minutes.
[She's going to have a long month to catch up on.]