Private/Closed Bootleg Bros. Ultimate - The Sumeragi Campaign

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Boboiboy - Blaze


"HEY!!! DID THOSE GUYS ATTACK YOU TOO?" a voice called out.

Talk about instant results, a kid came out of hiding, coming his way with a dopey looking expression. Blaze crossed his arms, popping a grin as he prided himself on his genius approach. Amaterasu met him down there, looking towards him, which Blaze returned a prideful wink. The fire elemental expected words of praise, he instead received;

"Are you alright?"

"??? WHAT?!" The teen huffed, a puff of smoke flaring out his nose. "You should be asking that to my enemies. Nah kid, i'm here to rescue you. Point me at those baddies tailing you and I'll roast 'em, your buddy Kyota told me all about it."

The dog meanwhile made a beeline right towards the fair dressed fellow, intentions unknown. Blaze started to sweat a bit. Isn't that monk's dog going to slow down...??

 

[Captain Cardboard]

Tracy Rinehart

The red robot produced a gun, a pistol of some sort, from its wings. Tracy took a step back, subconsciously raising her duel disk. The robot stood still, staring at her. Tracy stared back. Finally, the robot spoke.
"You're not Sumeragi." It said.

"No." Tracy said, her voice barely a whisper. The Nobleman of Crossout reappeared, its ghostly translucent form floating before Tracy. It drew its sword, facing down the robot.
"Stand back, Lady Tracy!" The knight ordered. "You, Sir! I will not allow you to bring any harm to my lady!"
Tracy appeared to take no notice of the spirit. Even in her dazed state, her mind was still thinking. This robot... it was different from the others she had seen with the patrols.

"Are you.. with Sumeragi?" Tracy asked V2.

 

[Mokko]

Terrence Boom
Thorn and Blaze didn’t seem like traditional soul-users to him, and he couldn’t really make sense of the claim that they were ‘kind of the same person but not really.’ Maybe it was just a unique way of saying they were twins? They were certainly skilled with their respective elements.

“Terrence,” he introduced himself once again, kneeling down and scooping Tempura up. “Tempura,” he added.

“T-E-TEAM!!” the Temmie declared. “TEM team......?” she continued, gasping at her own suggestion, looking up at Terrence, who smiled.

Looking down from the hole created by Blaze, Terrence winced at the boy’s strategy. Was he looking to help, or just using the situation as an excuse to fight? His challenge quickly went answered, but not by another combatant- rather, the person who popped out to respond seemed to be in a similar predicament to Kyota, if anything… and certainly didn’t seem to be dressed like someone from around a concrete jungle like this, if Terrence’s senses were correct.

“Is that one of your friends?” Terrence asked Kyota, his attention fixated on the meetup. The dog was loose, but T wasn’t really worried about her doing anything wrong- she seemed very morally upstanding. “...can you get down from here on your own?” he added, ready to make the jump.

 

[ArmedBlue]

District Wall Interior
​

Red path it was.

The new corridor appeared much the same as the previous one, though it wasn't quite as lengthy on account of not spanning the border of the wall, and no new faces fortunately ran into her yet. At the end of the hall stood a simple steel door, a single red light shining above it. While the red line continued all the way to said door, not diverging anywhere else, four other doors in total were spread in an alternating fashion throughout the hall, with the nearest door being to Frisk's left, and the furthest to her right – none featuring any markings or signs to easily clue her in on the purpose of the rooms or areas beyond them.

Not without a closer look, at least, as large windows nearby each door would allow for her to see into them... or someone inside to spot her snooping. The closest room to her was at least mostly visible through the window, revealing about half of a small office space with a desk and a computer terminal tucked into the corner, seemingly unoccupied at the moment – as far as one could tell from here, at least.

Suddenly, a deep, loud rumble like that of a passing airplane began to boom through the structure. The exact source of the noise was unclear, it becoming gradually quieter (or perhaps more distant) over time, but it seemed to be coming from the area beyond the door at the end of the hall. Speaking of which, the light above the door now began to flicker with a green light.

The meaning wasn't entirely obvious, but it was likely something about her could change very soon.​

City Slums
​

Miracle's roach approach was uneventful for the most part, the magician drawing close to the wall – until a loud noise began to ring out from the boundary's exterior. Before long, something began to fly into the air, rising above the massive structure.

It was a nearly twenty foot tall blue-green machine, distinctly split into an upper and lower half. The upper half featured headlights, flaps, thrusters, a machine gun below its nose, and a cylindrical pod of some sort towards the back. The lower half consisted of two mechanical legs shaped similarly to a bird's, as well as a sealed silver hatch right in the middle of the body, its purpose unknown.

The machine began to descend upon clearing the wall, slowly soaring above Miracle as it headed into the slums. Clearly, it was a larger assault on the ruined city, intent on shooting down any civilian it came across during its flight. It didn't seem to notice the disguised magician just below it, nor did anyone appear to be in its path for now. Both girls Miracle had appeared with had separated from him, and this huge drone was certainly going to take a lot more work to handle than the soldiers or comparatively small robots they'd seen in their short time here.

...

"Hm..." Kyota squinted as he looked down into the street below. "Nah, bro. Doesn't look like anyone I've ever seen around here. But if those dudes are okay, then my buds probably are too!"

At the question of making it down there on his own, a bead of sweat rolled down the side of his face. They were pretty high up.

"Cool as that would be, there's no way I could do what Blaze just did. Think I'll just stick to some good ol' stairs."​

 

[comic]

FRISK DREEMURR​

This was going a little too smoothly, Frisk started to realize. Her infiltration had, despite posited obstacles, been relatively uneventful. She’d succeeded so far, and that felt... wrong? Was that the way to put it? Surely something had to happen now, her luck was never THIS good.

She wondered how her friends were doing. Were they here, trapped in unfamiliarity and warfare like she was? What if those soldiers happened upon the real Sadie Brexin? That thought made her gut twist uncomfortably. She could really do with Asgore’s guidance right about now...

“Mine not good enough?” Chara asked Frisk, appearing beside her with a slight skip in her step.

“You’re not helpful,” Frisk replied quietly, not really wanting to have this conversation right now.

“Maybe I would be, if you actually asked for it,” Chara shrugged, and stopped to lean against the wall just beside the first door to the left.

Frisk slowed to a stop, glancing at a few cameras before letting out a sigh. “Okay. That’s fair. Chara, I need help. Can you point me in a direction?”

Chara’s thin mouth curled into a small smile. “Sure, partner. Best to stay away from that one-”

She pointed to the door at the end of the hall, where the rumbling had subsided. “Sounds like a hungry beast.”

“Okay, what about these?” Frisk gestured loosely to the remaining four doors. Chara’s smile didn’t fade as she slowly lifted up her left hand and tapped on the door she was beside. Frisk’s mouth grew to a thin line. “Well... thanks.”

Chara said nothing more, fading on the spot as her smile remained.

Frisk approached the first door to the left, pressing her ear against it for a moment before she grabbed the handle to slide it open.​

 

[Mokko]

Terrence Boom
“Stairs, huh?” Terrence looked down. It was a considerable drop- he wasn’t about to leave this kid on his own, but he also didn’t really want to use the stairs. He wanted to get a better idea of just who was down there, and why- they possibly needed help, though if they were in a similar predicament to him and the others, maybe they could team up against the Sumeragi. “I can save you some time. Hop on,” he suggested, kneeling down in front of the massive hole in the wall, allowing Tempura to climb onto his shoulder, the monster kicking and hopping around excitedly.

As Kyota climbed on beside the Temmie, Terrence spread his arms slightly, focusing- a deep orange magic building upon his back in a dome-like formation. As the structure was completed a few seconds later, some textures and details seemed to develop, making the magical dome resemble a turtle’s shell- large enough to completely envelop and protect both Kyota and Tempura, as Terrence threw himself out of Blaze’s makeshift window, freefalling through the air for a few seconds, before landing on his feet... surprisingly softly, not even making a sound, everything between his knees and his feet shining a powerful orange through his damaged clothes.

He’d made a special effort not to land right near Blaze (not wanting to deal with the guy’s attitude at the moment), but at more of an in between point between the fire-wielder and the new arrival (and Amaterasu by extension). The magical shell then disappeared, allowing Kyota and Tempura to hop off, the Temmie prancing on the concrete.

“yoUR MAJESTY!!!!” she suddenly said to Terrence, still in motion. “I havE NO IDEA where we AR!!”

“Yeah. Somewhere far away from China, that’s for sure,” he concurred, kneeling down and scratching gently behind Tempura’s ears, much to her delight. "We'll make the most of it."

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Boboiboy - Thorn


We all moving out now? I'll pull up the rear then~

Figured he'd be the one to help Kyota down, he was pleasantly surprised with Terrence helping out. The easygoing Thorn shot a vine out of his wrist, the spikey growths latched onto a nearby buildings, Thorn swung out of the hole and flinging himself over. Satisfied weigh swinging overhead if the squad, Thorn flung forward, grappling to the side of another building. Thats when he saw another figure, one that was close by the Bard, a woman with a motorcycle? Did the guy know she was there?

Thorn hung himself upside down, descending from above whilst grabbing hold of two green strands of growth. He stopped when he was about at eye level to the newcomer, stopping as a few leaves fell out up from him

"Hey guy, howzit going?"

 

[ArmedBlue]

District Wall Interior
​

The door slid open to reveal what was indeed a small white-painted office, a desk placed at each corner along the back wall – alongside another window connecting to a corridor behind it. Atop each one sat a thin monitor, only the rightmost being evidently active, as it shed light from its semitransparent screen. It displayed something on top of a blue background, albeit mirrored from Frisk's point of view. A keyboard of a similar design was placed near the computer, glowing softly with a blue light, seemingly entirely holographic in nature.

Meanwhile, the leftmost wall held a small assortment of weapons on display stands. A rifle like those used by the blue soldiers from earlier. A thick metallic disc with a handle along the back. Lastly, a small white device shaped like a knife handle, lacking a blade. The rest of the room consisted of simple furniture, such as chairs, a coffee table, and a potted plant for decoration.

As the sight of the room set in, the sound of numerous footsteps began to echo from further down the hall, headed in Frisk's direction. Whatever they'd been doing past the last of the doors was seemingly finished, and many were likely starting to return to their original positions... possibly including whoever worked in this office. The window by the door remained open, as did the one on the back wall, though retracted blinds hung above each of them, and cords to the left of each likely served the simple purpose of lowering them.

It'd buy some time, but someone would come through that door soon enough. Getting whatever information or items she could would be of the essence.​

City Slums
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Kyota leapt from Terrence's back, eyes practically glowing with amazement. "That was cool! All of you guys do big jumps like it's nobody's business!"

Following his continued excitement, he properly turned to address the new arrival, waving at Kiwi.

"Yo! You happen to see any other kids around here? Like a boy with a blue shirt and glasses, or a girl my age with two hair buns and a plush? Or a slightly older girl with long orange hair and a yellow jacket?" he called, giving fairly simple descriptions of his close friends – but considering the streets were all but abandoned, any movement out in the open could be easily noticeable.​

 

[comic]

FRISK DREEMURR​

She took in the sight of the room, feeling a moment of disappointment. Really? That was it? Just some boring office that had...

...Huh.

“Now you’re earning your keep,” Frisk muttered, her words intended for Chara as she slid the door shut behind her and strode inside, overlooking all the points of interest before she hurried her way toward the active computer to see if she could glean anything from it - just as the sound of footsteps marching echoed down the outside hall, dulled by the closed door.

She got the feeling her time was drawing to a rapid close.

“Okay, let’s see...” Frisk didn’t know entirely what she was looking for, but anything could help. Is this how Toriel felt when she’d been sneaking around, gathering intel on the Messiah? Felt kind of cool, actually.. like being a spy, like James Bond or something.

...She’d never seen James Bond. She’d need to fix that at some point.

Ideally, she could find schematics of the place, or points of interest of nearby places. Maybe patrol routes, or... oh, a codex on their units and/or operations would be nice. Or maybe a report on those other adepts Sumeragi was hunting. Answers to their true operations here wouldn’t hurt, or intel on their leaders or lieutenants - er, if “lieutenant” is what they’d refer to their generals as.

She’d need to be fast.​

 

[Psymallard]

Akira Howard
Just as Akira was about to leave, Kiwi piped up.

"Alright, I'm going too!"

"What?"

"I'm not going to hide off to the side and do nothing..."

"But-"

"...Not if someone could be in danger...!"

"Hey-!"

Before the officer could object, the bard was off, approaching the wild child that was now challenging the "Sumeragi". Akira hurried to follow Kiwi. As dense as she usually was, the Legionnaire realized that this bard would not take 'no' for an answer- and she remembered the supernatural wind her ally had summoned. She wondered if Kiwi had other abilities- but would have to ask about that later.

Besides the... child, there was a dog sprinting at them. It had orange marks across its body, but they were shimmering ethereally with each stride. She sensed an energy emanating off of it, but ruled out a Beast-Type Chimera, as it seemed that flowers were blooming from the cracks in the road as it ran. This... was entirely foreign to her. Still, it was a random dog, so Akira got closer to Kiwi. More people jumped from the roof, using some sort of orange energy. The policewoman turned to look at Kiwi, only to see another face pop down into view.

"Hey guy, howzit going?"

"AA!"

Akira screamed, startled, and fell on her behind. Looking up, he was suspended by plants! "...Who are you guys?" she sputtered, still bewildered and still sat on the ground.

 

[ArmedBlue]

District Wall Interior
​

And so Frisk began her spy work. Despite the highly technological nature of the device and its information, it had evidently been made very intuitive and concise to manage. There was a lot of data to sift through, however, and the added stress of being found out soon didn't help matters.

Schematics from this computer were a no-go, but searching for points of interest yielded four results, displayed with glowing dots on a map, scattered throughout the slums southwest of the wall. Two of them were facilities built by Sumeragi, with brief descriptions stating "Monitor Auto-Fabrication and Transport of Energy Products" and "Continue Development, Production, and Assembly of Gear and Machinery". The others, meanwhile, didn't seem entirely controlled by the organization, instead reading "Investigate Crash Site" and "Seize Abandoned Data Center".

There were more points of interest, albeit located far deeper into Sumeragi's territory – not an option for now. However, there was some data about the device Frisk had seen atop the wall before. It was basic, and needed to be rushed through given time constraints; but it described the development of a weapon that employed their technology alongside a "Magnetic Arts Septima", with the intent of "locating and decimating" opposition over long distances. It was still incomplete, citing issues with resource management and delays in tech integration from collaborating companies.

Information on the new Adepts Sumeragi had encountered, it seemed, had not been recorded yet – it was likely they had also appeared very recently. However, searching instead for high positions within Sumeragi's ranks, those Frisk perhaps assumed to be like the Messiah's lieutenants, popped up a distinct category.

"Falcons – Elite soldiers comprised of Adepts determined to have especially powerful Septimas. Upon accepting the position, they are entrusted with Falcon Quills to both signify their status and enter a contract that unlocks the full potential of their Septima."

Five names appeared under this title: Stella, Crimm, Isola, Bakto, Nabi. A sixth was crossed out, labeled as MIA: Rebellio.

And even in this upper echelon, there was another Adept whose Septima was deemed one step above these Falcons, officially placing them as a second-in-command within Sumeragi. Someone by the codename of "Blade".

The dampened footsteps outside the office had largely passed, but before Frisk could investigate any further, her time hiding was finally up.

There was a click outside, and the door to the room began to slide open.​

 

[comic]

FRISK DREEMURR​

“Oh, crap,” Frisk fumbled in her pocket for a moment - and produced her smartphone Trinity had bought for her from HorizoCall. Despite everything she’d been through since going to France, then coming back to Voxis, it still functioned. The screen had to be replaced a few times, but that was neither here nor there.

The battery charge read ‘47%.’ Hopefully there’d be a way to charge that, soon. Making sure it was in airplane mode for the moment (a group this technological made her doubt they wouldn’t hack her phone somehow), then opened up the camera and took a picture of the point of interest screen. That’d be good to recall, later.

The “Magnetic Arts Septima” was intriguing, but not helpful to her at the moment. Might be good to keep it in mind for now. Or maybe... no, just focus at the moment.

The Falcons had been mentioned before. A step above the Fazent. There were only a few Falcons, letting her know they were pretty much like the lieutenants. And one of them was a cut above the rest - ironic, given they were called “Blade.” It was like how some of the other Messiah sects worked. They had lieutenants, then the leaders had their own little sidekick whatever to really kick shit in. Songbird had Silencer, and that woman... What a piece of work.

And one of them... their name was Stella. Could it be... no, no way. Not the Stella she knew.

She took another picture of this screen before sliding her phone away - just as the door began to slide open. Her time was up.

Frisk raised a hand, and red energy suddenly pulled the door closed before it could go any further. The red energy lingered, almost like it was welding the door into place and preventing being opened further. “Not ready yet,” Frisk muttered, looking around at the other items.

She had what she needed - a place to head for. She just needed to do a little something before she properly left. Grabbing the disc and the handle, she stowed them away before raising a foot in kicking the rifle, splitting it in two. Couldn’t be used against her, now. The other two devices she could figure out later.

Moving toward the window, Frisk pulled back the blinds and grabbed the ledge, pulling herself deftly up, not yet pulling herself through as she relinquished her hold of magic on the door. Whoever was trying to get through would be enabled to step in while Frisk simultaneously slid through the window.

A clean escape - until she made a slight mistake and landed a little weird, nearly twisting her ankle and falling to the ground with a slap.

She’d gotten a little too confident.

“What the—” a voice came from to her left - she’d slipped into another corridor.

Not even glancing in that direction, Frisk bolted up, applying magic to the bottom of her feet to give herself inhuman speed, allowing her to practically bound across the length of this second corridor, her eyes darting about for an escape, and- a ramp! She zipped up it, reaching a second floor, looking for her source of escape, anything that could...

Bingo. A fire escape.

Turning left, Frisk manifested a pauldron on her shoulder, and put it forward as she charged through the fire escape, not even bothering to stop and get it all figured out. She knew what she needed to do right now, and she wasn’t going to dawdle and potentially let the Sumeragi get ahold of her.

Bashing through the fire escape, Frisk grabbed the side ledge just before it could escape her, using it to swing back against the wall, now outside. Footholds appeared for her to grasp onto, another use of her versatile SOUL magic. More footholds appeared, going up the length of the wall, headed straight for the top.

Frisk let out a light huff - she’d be feeling this later. With that, she began to yank herself up, throwing her weight up to another layer of footholds and repeating the process, scaling her way rapidly up the wall. She didn’t want to give Sumeragi an ounce of wiggle room in figuring her out before she was already done. Destination: Magnetic Arts Septima.​

 

[Fraseandchico]

The Bard


....What was this kid in the cap talking about?
"Huh? Uh, I think you've gotten me confused with someone else...what do you mean, kid?" Before such a conversation could continue though, footsteps moved. "I'm not a kid, we were actually looking for oth-"

Why was that wolf marked. It took a second for the implications to set upon Kiwi, the ethereal shimmer bringing to mind a memory.
A dark wolf on the mountain, glaring at the Bard and upon a downed Hero. Deadly eyes piercing. They were in there somewhere, but...

Luckily, before the terror of that memory could truly overcome the Bard, someone else landed. Another guy, with a weird cat thing. It was kinda cute, which isn't surprising given it was like a cross of cat and dog. Another kid hopped off the back of that guy.
"Yo! You happen to see any other kids around here? Like a boy with a blue shirt and glasses, or a girl my age with two hair buns and a plush? Or a slightly older girl with long orange hair and a yellow jacket?" Ohhh, that was probably who was looking for their friends.

"Um, no, sorry. We just sort of arrived here in a hospital, ran into a few of those Sumeragi guys, a cool-looking but kinda scary metal guy, and then came here." Very quick to divulge that information, she was. Meanwhile, it seemed Akira had gotten frightened by-

Huh, that kid looked awfully similar to the other. Twins? Neat! "...Man, you guys look so cool." They sheepishly admitted after Officer Howard had asked her own question of who they were.

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Boboiboy - Thorn & Blaze




"Hehe, I scare you~?" The cheeky green elemental grinned at Akira. "We ain't spooky at all, I'm Thorn, nice to meetcha!"

Still upside down, he stretched out his hand for a shake while he pointed at others in the group one by one with his other hand, introducing the Bard and Akira to them.

"That blind looking guy is Terrence (I call him Ter-Ter), That's doggie, that one is a talking doggie cat named Tempura. That over there is my split, Blaze, (he's a little hot headed but he's an acquired taste)."

Said elemental split needing an acquired taste didn't seem too peeved that he wasn't with Kyota, seeing it as results regardless. Noting the thing with the 'scary metal guy' for later, Blaze puffed out his chest at the praise.

"Well of course I look cool. Treehugger gets a pass just because he's associated with me." He snorted. "Since you two ain't a big fan of these Sumeragi fellas, why don't we bash some skulls in together, eh? Unless you rather just admire me from afar while I do it."

 

[PaprusTeuton]

V2

The human whispered something. It sounded like a "No" to V2, but that didn't exactly matter, since some kind of... poltergeist had appeared? "You, Sir! I will not allow you to bring any harm to my lady!" The poltergeist was a floating, translucent, male human with long blonde hair, a red cape, plate armor, and a sword, which was pointed at the machine. He seemed to be trying to protect the woman. So many humans...
Meanwhile, the woman spoke again. "Are you.. with Sumeragi?"

The V model sighed. "I am not with the Sumeragi," they explained before addressing the Knight. "'Your lady' has nothing to worry about. Neither of us are with the Sumeragi, and therefore, we are both against it. By that logic, we have a common enemy, so it would be better for us not to destroy each other." They eyed the sword. "Please lower the blade."

 

[Captain Cardboard]

Tracy Rinehart

The robot sighed. It was a detail, while incredibly small, that Tracy noticed. Robots don't breath. This one didn't even have a mouth. The only reason it could sigh would be to display emotion. The Nobleman of Crossout did not appear satisfied by the robot's explanation, narrowing his eyes and keeping his blade level at the request from the robot. Tracy listened to the robot, focusing on what it was saying and how it was saying it. It was something for her to focus on, rather than the horror that surrounded her.
"It's okay, Crossout." Tracy said to the spirit. Begrudgingly, the knight slowly lowered his blade.

"Could you put away your gun, please?" Tracy asked the robot. "My name is Tracy. Do you have a name?"

 

[ArmedBlue]

District Wall
​

Frisk began to rapidly ascend along the outside of the wall, a slight breeze brushing against her on the way up. The height gained gave her a decent view of the slums, as well as the sight of a large drone in the air now a couple of blocks behind her, drifting to the right and deeper into the ruined streets. Fortunately, it didn't seem to notice her – but Sumeragi had now caught wind of her actions, as an alarm began to blare out throughout the structure.

A few dozen feet above Frisk, hidden panels in the wall quickly flipped open. Out of these compartments emerged two large machine gun-like barrels, swiveling down to aim at the SOUL-user, before they began to rev up. Whether they would fire conventional bullets or a different kind of projectile was difficult to discern at the moment.

To add onto this, the air diagonally up to her right appeared to distort slightly, before a soldier suddenly appeared out of thin air. Unlike the ones Frisk had seen before, this one donned almost robe-like purple armor with gold accents, a grey visor covering his face. The new soldier hovered in midair, purple energy crackling in his palms.

"You are not going anywhere!"

He swung both arms in front of him, and a series of orbs of violet psychic energy quickly began to shoot out at Frisk, rippling unpredictably. A few would make contact with sections of the wall near her, bursting into bright pillars of shimmering light that would serve to further hinder progress.

Attention was now being drawn to her, and more defenses were likely inbound.
​

City Slums
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"Dang," Kyota sighed in disappointment. "Well, keep an eye out, alright dude? My buds have gotta be around here somewhere!"

At Blaze's mention of teaming up to take down more of Sumeragi's forces, the boy couldn't help but grin slightly.

"Not gonna lie, bro, it would be pretty awesome to see even more of those guys get a beating. Soldiers, robots, whatever, it's about time someone around here gave them what for. Though I guess with the guys just now heading back to the district, a bunch of their pals around here must've retreated too..."​

 

[comic]

FRISK DREEMURR​

Oh. Well.

The response was a LOT quicker than she’d been expecting - not to mention a guy had literally appeared before her. Not like he’d teleported using spatial magic, like Sans, but instead it was as though he’d been invisible. Or maybe he had a different means of teleportation. Was this guy just, like... waiting on the wall explicitly for somebody to try running up it?

His job must be extremely situational if that was true.

“You’re not going anywhere!” the purple-clad soldier declared. No handheld weapons, leading Frisk to conclude he was a magic-user—or an equivalent. She had to stop assuming everyone here used SOULs, but it was a little hard, she was so used to it.

Thinking quickly, Frisk adapted her magic to fit her situation, pulling her feet beneath her, applying magic to her heels. This time, it wasn’t for boosting her speed (though it could do that if she willed it), but instead, it seemed to stick her to the wall like Spider-Man, letting her stand on its surface despite the 90 degree incline.

“If you say so...” Frisk replied, eyes darting from him to the two turrets, before two shields appeared on her arms and shoulders, ending in pointed blades that extended well beyond her hands - her spiked pavise, a now-signature weapon of the once-pacifist.

Reinforcing her shields, Frisk began to rapidly advance. The man sent forth violet orbs of magic—ack, maybe-not-magic—forward, a few blasting up panels along the wall and emitting pillars of light. That felt a little unnecessary, Frisk felt. Maybe the guy didn’t have to worry about property damage or work insurance.

Of course, that was minimal compared to the state she left Paris in... probably best if she didn’t fester in that embarrassment.

His orbs made contact with her shields, bursting, but the pavises held. She could sense the energy that dispersed over them, and it was decisively NOT magic. What else could it be, if not magic?

With a thought, a series of knives appeared in the air. Frisk had dulled them down to be non-lethal if the man were to be struck by too many of them, but the teen wanted them to focus on the turrets, peppering them and cutting through metal and wiring to disable them rapidly, while Frisk sprinted forward, running up along the wall as she weaved through the various pillars, keeping her pavises angled toward the turrets if they fired as she let herself do more dodging if mre orbs were to be sent her way.​

 

[PaprusTeuton]

V2

The robot placed the pistol back within it's wing. "My name is V2. More of a designation, but I've come to accept it as what I'm called." The Machine looked back and forth between Tracy and Crossout. "You don't seem like you're from here. And, to be frank, neither am I. Given the recent events, I think there's a lot of people here like you and I. So, you tell me how you got here, and I'll do the same. Is that acceptable?"

 

[Captain Cardboard]

Metal Reflect Slime

It was finally time for the Trap Monster to act. Frisk would feel the liquid metal creature that had been hiding underneath her jacket move. It suddenly shot out to the wall in front of her and quickly grew, changing forms. The Metal Reflect Slime transformed, molding itself into the shape of Frisk, spiked pavise and all. It charged up the wall in front of Frisk, using its body to block oncoming attacks that were heading towards the girl. Bullets and psychic attacks alike were easily blocked by the Duel Monster, either being absorbed or bouncing off the strange Aqua creature.


Tracy Rinehart

To her relief, the robot put away his gun. He introduced himself as V2, a short name. So V2 was in the same situation they were in? It didn't seem like they were a KaibaCorp robot. Maybe he was a Duel Spirit? Tracy shook her head.
"No, you're right. We're not from here." The girl looked around, scanning the nearby area. "We should find cover. There's a bunch of patrols coming out of this big wall they constructed, one could be coming down this street any moment."

In the distance, Tracy could hear an alarm sound. An alarm that was in the direction she had just been coming from. Tracy felt a chill go down her spine, and looked at her Duel Disk. She could feel an energy coming from it, a familiar sensation. The same feeling of energy when she was in a Shadow Duel, and her monster was battling. Metal Reflect Slime was in battle, she knew it. Tracy looked back up to V2, and quickly approached the robot.
"Lady Tracy!" Crossout warned, but Tracy ignored him.

"I'm sorry V2, but we're going to have to do that later. There's another girl, someone like us, that came here with me. I think she's in trouble! She went into where all those Sumeragi guys were coming out of, and I think those alarms we're hearing might be because of her! We need to go help her!" Tracy said to the robot.
"Lady Tracy, wait! The soldiers!" Crossout said, but Tracy ignored him again. She turned and ran down the street, back towards The Wall.

 

[PaprusTeuton]

V2

"We should find cover. There's a bunch of patrols coming out of this big wall they constructed, one could be coming down this street any moment," Tracy explained. But before V2 could agree, an alarm rang out from the direction of a wall, and Tracy suddenly seemed to become more alert. V2 hadn't even considered that she seemed... dazed, until now.

She looked at some kind of disk, then back up at the V model, before approaching it. The knight called out, but she ignored him. "I'm sorry V2, but we're going to have to do that later. There's another girl, someone like us, that came here with me. I think she's in trouble! She went into where all those Sumeragi guys were coming out of, and I think those alarms we're hearing might be because of her! We need to go help her!"
At this, she turned and ran back down the street, towards the large wall in the distance, ignoring the cries of Crossout.

"That seems like a bad idea!" V2 shouted, but she was already running. V2 began sliding in the same direction, preparing for a battle as they went (looking through weapons for charge, mentally preparing combos and tactics, etc). Somehow, V2 was able to slide on solid stone that wasn't slippery at all, as though there were wheels in their shoes. Which, now that it's been brought up, seems like a perfectly good explanation, except for the loud scraping noise. That doesn't matter though, what matters is that V2 was once again charging headfirst into battle.

 

[Mokko]

Terrence Boom
A boy with a blue shirt and glasses… a girl Kyota’s age with two hair buns and a plush… a slightly older girl with long orange hair and a yellow jacket…

Terrence would have to keep those descriptions in mind. He picked up Tempura, having her enter his bag once again, the Temmie poking her head out from the unzipped portion with a big, excited smile. None of these people seemed to be with the Sumeragi, thankfully. There was no immediate danger, so they could get to searching.

Truthfully, as much as he hated to disagree with the more battle-hungry members of the group, and as much as he couldn’t blame Kyota for wanting to see the people hunting him and his friends get beat up some more… the less Sumeragi that they needed to fight, the better. The best case scenario would be that all of the grunts cleared out of this place already and retreated like Kyota said, as that would allow Terrence to scan to his heart’s content with little interference from enemies.

As some introductions were made to the green-wearing person (the outfit gave Terrence medieval archer vibes) and the lady who Thorn had unfortunately startled into falling over, he gave them a polite wave before kneeling down slightly, wanting to be closer to the ground as he focused, expanding the reach of his extremely heightened senses. He wanted to scan throughout these buildings, and see if he could pick up on anyone being close by, hopefully leading to a quick reunion for Kyota and his friends… not that it seemed likely. Terrence wasn’t sure how big this city was, come to think of it.

“Kyota, do you have any ideas of where they could be? A last place you saw them, maybe? A place they’d be likely to go if they needed to hide?” he asked the child gently, hoping the boy could provide a little more for them to go off of.

"sometems... TEMPURA goes ta thE OLIB GARDEN and hIDES IN THE BREAKSTICK CRATES...!" the monster in his bag confessed. This information was not super helpful toward their mission.

 

[Psymallard]

The Weaker Twin
"You're all... kids."

Akira got up and shook Thorn's hand. Not like she was much older than some of these people, at nineteen years old. Was this the resistance? Either way, she couldn't just stand by when there was a genocide happening. ...And even though these people were young, they certainly seemed as though they could hold their own in a fight. She would need the help.

"...Yeah. Sumeragi, you called it? We have to stop them."

An alarm echoed through the streets. It sounded like it was coming from the wall she spotted earlier. The officer tensed, but wasn't intent on checking it out just yet. One of the kids mentioned that his friends were missing.

 

[DevVoid]

Man of Miracles
As the cockroach-transformed magician was just about to set his plan to action, a disturbance had stopped his six legs right in his tracks. Glancing up as the black roach got up onto his hind legs, Hagen spotted a gigantic, weaponized robot entering the slum area - and given the track record of the soldiers and their robots, he could already guess what its purpose was. Finding his bearings with the next rumble the giant hunk of junk's steps made, Miracle made haste to scaling the wall with his insectoid self. He had to find a weak spot, and fast - who knows what kind of chaos a thing on this massive scale could cause if left unchecked?

Crawling up and down along the wall in chaotic patterns, the magician's many eyes took in every detail of the robot from every angle he could take without drawing attention to his unusual-acting cockroach self. Let's see here.. guns, thrusters, massive legs.. that pod was an interesting sight but nothing he could use for now. There was that Silver Hatch that nabbed his attention, but maybe if he attacked those thrusters, he could-

...Waaaiit a minute. Silver? That was real, genuine silver? What luck! With a parting of the shell and a buzz of the wings, Mr. Miracle flew on over, deftly trying to avoid entering the giant machine's line of sight whilst aiming to land right on the silver hatch. His plan had just taken a whole new formation; charge up as much miracle energy within himself as he could. That was step one, and the easiest one given his nigh-unlimited supply of the mysterious magic even if, admittedly, it would take a bit of time at the very least.

Second, use that silver as a conductor to spread his volatile energy throughout as much of the machine as he could. After that, the last step was to fly back as far as he could and let the pyrotechnic nature of his magical energy's explosions perform a dazzling show of damage onto this mechanical goliath's internals! Or so, that's what Terry had hoped would happen. Far as he could tell, his magic may greatly affect the robot's mechanisms and wirings, or not at all and make this just one huge waste of time and effort.. oh well, only one way to find out!

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Boboiboy - Thorn & Blaze


Thorn chuckled as Akira shook their hand, the woman seeming very shaken about the whole group. Despite this, they appeared on board with the Sumeragi take down plan. Tempura seemed on board with Olive Garden breadsticks, which also sold Thorn, who started to drift into his imagination, scratching his cheek as he fantasized.

"Mmm...breadsticks..."

The other elemental whipped his head around at Akira, noting the 'Kid' comment. Blaze stormed up to Akira, accusatorially jabbing with his index finger against her collar

"I am NOT a kid." He growled, looking up at her. "I go by 'Legendary Lord of Flame', 'The Unquenchable Furnace', 'Superheated Super Hero', but NOT kid. You catch my drift, chick?"

Blaze glared as he spat a lob of saliva on the pavement, which instantly boiled on contact, fizzing as steam came from the impact. The fire themed elemental's pride seemed very important to him.

 

[Fraseandchico]

The Bard

As Thorn introduced himself and the others, Kiwi had nodded and listened. Kyota also asked them to keep an eye out for his friends, getting another nod.
But then...
"Since you two ain't a big fan of these Sumeragi fellas, why don't we bash some skulls in together, eh? Unless you rather just admire me from afar while I do it."
...
Ah, that should be expected, they wanted to fight back.
"I-" Before Kiwi responded, the others spoke up, Akira and Kyota had agreed too, getting a small frown on the Bard's face.

"Um...I know it's probably the obvious solution for you guys, but I'd rather we didn't have to fight. O-or," A small bit of compromising, phew. "At least not hurt them TOO much. If we work together, At least give me a chance to try and talk to them if the option presents itself please?"
While trying to suggest that, Blaze had gotten closer to speak right in Akira's face, demonstrating fire abilities through... boiling saliva. Kiwi just looked on, finding it sorta interesting.

And what was that noise...?!

 

[Gamingfan]

Amaterasu
As the group introduced themselves to the duo, Amaterasu slowed down and paced a wide circle around the two, sniffing the air around them. They had a...peculiar smell unique to each other, but nothing the sun goddess could immediately identify as dangerous. The sun goddess sat on her haunches, completely silent save for the rhythmic beating of her tail against the floor.

Amaterasu did agreed with Blaze that The Sumeragi had to be dealt with, but his aggressive attitude had her worried. Thankfully, the bard dubbed "Kiwi" was attempting a compromise. He seemed particularly peaceable, something Amaterasu found favorable...although now she was concerned on how he would defend himself if it came to blows.

Amaterasu's thoughts her interrupted by a distant noise. Her sharp ears swiveled towards the sound before the wolf turned as well. Her tail wagged anxiously. This would normally be the part where Issun would yell at her to stay on track.

But Issun wasn't here now.

Amaterasu took off towards the alarm. She would just take a quick look!

 

[ArmedBlue]

District Wall
​

With some use of SOUL magic and assistance from the Metal Reflect Slime, Frisk's ascent of the wall continued. She still had quite a distance to cover, given the sheer size of the structure, but progress was being made. The turrets overhead took some damage from the array of knives, though they began to fire unabated, unleashing a barrage of energy bullets downward, which were dealt with by Tracy's card. The Psi-User above Frisk let out a small shockwave in response to the knives aimed at him, scattering them through the air, before he quickly warped away in a flash of violet.

He reappeared some distance below the girl, this time accompanied by another Psi-User, both psychic soldiers continuing their assault on Frisk from different angles, once again necessitating her attention. Furthermore, another panel a little higher up on the wall revealed another defense mechanism – taking the form of a quadrupedal pylon-like machine, equipped with a large spherical generator at the head. Said generator began to spin rapidly, crackling with quickly-building amounts of electricity, before it released a wave of the current along the surface of the wall. Even as it passed by the turrets, they continued their assault without issue, seemingly equipped to handle the voltage.​

City Slums - Wall Approach
​

Alerted by the alarm, Tracy and V2 quickly rushed for the nearby district wall. When they reached the area where the duelist had last seen Frisk, more Sumeragi forces awaited them, as expected – two of the institute's vehicles were roaming the street, carrying each a Gunner, a Grenadier, and a robot on the back. One of the robots had a gatling gun in one arm and a shield in the other. just like the girl had seen before, while the other one wielded a singular chainsaw.

However, while the vehicles stopped in their tracks, having spotted the reckless Tracy, something far larger hung in the air above them. A large drone neither the human or the machine had seen before, almost resembling a large bird of some kind. The Fazent turned to face the two, headlights flashing as it locked onto its new targets, and the black cylindrical pod on its back flipped backward, opening up.

"More survivors! Open fire!"

The soldiers shot their weapons from atop the vehicles, launching a series of plasma bolts accompanied by two grenades. The robots nearby them, being slower, leapt off the back of their transport to get a better angle, not attacking yet. On the other hand, the Fazent above the group began to unleash a wave of missiles from the pod on its back, each one shooting up briefly before circling back down to the ground. In the middle of this, however, a seemingly unexplainable flash of magical energy emerged from the robot, and multiple of the fired missiles instead shot out randomly, crashing into some of the nearby structures – leaving only a volley of five missiles to rain down on Tracy and V2.

Rubble peppered the streets below, and a shout came from one of the nearby alleys. Someone in hiding was now fleeing from the scene, scared off by the sudden start of combat.​

City Slums – Wrecked Building Exterior
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Kyota put a finger to his chin at Terrence's question, looking over the interactions of the others as he thought.

"Well, there IS a place underground a few blocks south that we use as a hideout. If there's anywhere they would try to go, it'd be there. Thing is, we got split up kinda far from there, and Sumeragi's attacks and patrols can go on for a while. Dunno if they could manage to get there by now, but I sure hope they did, dude."

Before long, the sound of a faraway alarm began to ring out throughout the slums. It was generally coming from southeast of their location.

"Huh... Ain't that coming from Sumeragi's district?" he pondered aloud, before he saw the friendly wolf speed off in the direction of the noise. "Yo, wait up! Ya going to beat up the bad guys already? I wanna see!"​

 

[comic]

FRISK DREEMURR​

She emitted a small huff.

“I thought that’d work...” she muttered, before refocusing herself. “We’ll try something different.”

She skid to a halt, either shoulder facing her foes, left toward the machines, right toward the purple jerks, keeping her shields leveled as they absorbed many of the incoming blows, seemingly showing no signs of breaking past the defenses just yet.

Frisk pulled her arms away from the shields, letting them float in place as a knife manifested in her left hand, and she pointed it into the air, before slashing downward. It appeared almost like she’d just cut open a gash in the air itself, a pulsing and volatile red scar smeared before her.

A bloodwound.

It hovered before her for a moment, before her left shield disappeared, and the fire came toward her - intercepted by the bloodwound, which seemed to absorb everything incoming like a gaping void of crimson. With a thought, the wound suddenly disappeared, punching through the air like a bolt of lightning, its bottom portion leaving a trailing scar along the wall, digging into the metal like butter, reaching the position of the newest Sumeragi defense in a blink with the intent to sear the electric tower in half.

Frisk hoped it would explode, too.

As soon as it launched, the Dreemurr redirected her right shield to her left to take more incoming fire from the turrets as she turned to face the mages harassing her flank, slashing through the air a couple times, cutting several psychic orbs apart.

“Feels natural, doesn’t it...?” Chara cooed.

Frisk ignored her as she began to walk backwards up the wall, her floating shield guarding her from the turrets as she slashed through the orbs spinning her way. Chara’s words would break her concentration, and she needed to remain focused.​

 

[Mokko]

Terrence Boom
Terrence grit his teeth- he wasn’t picking up on any traces of life in the adjacent buildings… no matter how hard he concentrated, it seemed like a dead end. If he wanted to find Kyota’s friends, he was going to have to venture to a different part of the city, or climb one of these buildings so he could sweep the higher floors.

Tempura, on the other hand, seemed to be hanging onto The Bard’s words intently, her eyes wide and shimmering with positive emotion, before she turned and began clobbering the back of Terrence’s head playfully (it was about as harmful as being hit with a stuffed animal).
“KING TEM!! KING TEM… that human… sounds JUST LIEK YOU!!!!” the monster said with enthusiasm, giggling, seemingly approving of The Bard’s sentiment. Terrence nodded in agreement, putting a hand on his temple to try and alleviate the strain from

“I agree- the less fighting we do, the better. Better to prioritize finding and protecting people while we figure out where the head of this whole Sumeragi operation is…” Terrence said. That was when Amaterasu took off running toward that loud noise off in the distance… did Kyota just say that was the Sumeragi’s district??

“D-Dog! Careful…!” Terrence shouted. He knew this was a special and powerful dog, of course, but that didn’t make him comfortable with her running off into dangerous territory on her own. He knelt down slightly before taking off after Amaterasu, hoping neither of them were about to be on the receiving end of a swarm of missiles and plasma.

 

[Psymallard]

Akira!
The hotheaded one of the group stormed up to Akira, shouting at her to respect him. She wasn't equipped to handle kids and their outbursts like this. The officer backpedaled for a step, initially taken aback at the fiery reaction, before she straightened up and stood her ground. She puffed out her chest, imitating her father slightly.

"Big kids know how to cool off. I don't really care how powerful or old you are- you'll get my respect when you earn it."

Akira wasn't the best at being stern, but by channeling her limited experience as an officer of the law and an even more limited experience as a task force captain, she was able to stand her ground for a short time. Thankfully, Ammy took off, allowing her to change the subject.

"We'll talk later- ...uh, young person!"

Akira wheeled around, and sprinted back into the alley where her bike was parked. With a roar of the engine, she came tearing back onto the street. As she passed by Kiwi, her Legion popped out , deftly scooped up the bard, and gently set her back down onto the back of the motorcycle. The officer sped after the dog... and was that the sound of a fight breaking out nearby?

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Boboiboy - Blaze & Thorn


A fire in his eyes burned bright as Blaze was struck with the 'Big Kid' comment, the dialogue hitting over the head like a weight. Smoke began to leak out of the sides of his mouth, his eye twitching like crazy. His friendly fire instincts were definitely flaring up. He was charging up a fireball in his hand to strike Akira square in their face...but then Bard hopped on board the motorcycle. He was close to attacking anyway, but thankfully his better judgment took over, deciding to wait on that for later. The frustration made his fire burn brighter though, he needed to vent all this anger somehow.

Added to the fact that he was also one of the slowest elementals, he didn't have a quick way of getting to where he needed to be. So as the doggie and Akira/Bard combo sped off, Blaze yelled out in frustration, stomping his foot repeatedly on the ground, embers splashing out from each stomp. Between not being able to clobber that chick and now to be left behind? His emotions boiled over.

"AAAAGGGGGHHHH!!"

Thorn began to sweat, seeing how the winds were blowing. He turned to Kyota, extending a vine to wrap around his stomach.

"Why don't we give him some space to vent for a bit~?"

With a tug, he would send himself and Kyota up into the air into the network of vines he had already met. Like a certain arachnid themed marvel hero, he would swing from building to building keeping pace with Akira and Amaterasu, leaving Blaze in the dust.

All these people speeding ahead of him only left Blaze one option: running on foot. Growling as he ran off, he left smoking footprints in the concrete clearly fuming with anger as he tried his best to keep up.

 

[PaprusTeuton]

V2

Upon seeing the rain of missiles, the machine immediately grabbed Tracy by the arm. "Get down!" it shouted, showing uncharacteristic (until now) regard for human life as it dragged Tracy out of the way of the missiles. The moment the machine thought Tracy was safe from the missiles, it's wings folded out, and it pulled out a... revolver? Unlike the previous pistol, this one had a slot on the side of it's handle.

V2 jumped against the wall, then jumped off of it, launching itself at the Fazent. At this point, the V model revealed what the slot on it's pistol was for. The pistol ejected 4 quarters into the robot's left hand, who tossed them in arcs such that 2 would be curving in front of the Fazent, and 2 would be behind it. The machine put away the pistol, pulled out a dangerous-looking gun with 3 prongs on the front, and fired.

The blast of electric energy went straight through the fazent, and bounced off of one of the coins behind it. The energy ricocheted over to one of the coins in front of it, passing through the Fazent again as it did so, before heading to the other coin behind it, then the other coin in front of it, and finally straight into the Fazent's head.

 

[Gamingfan]

Amaterasu
Brilliant foliage grew behind Amaterasu as she ran at speeds impossible for any ordinary wolf. She looked behind herself, sensing the others following her, and gave them a appreciate woof. They were closing in on the source of the alarm, but it steadily became more muffled by the sounds of explosions nearby. Amaterasu could feel the floor rumble underneath her paws, and her normally relaxed expression hardened as she veered towards the sound.
Finally, she could see the origin of the noise in the distance: An army of Sumeragi. For a second, Amaterasu worried that they had fallen into a trap before realizing the Sumeragi wasn't attacking them, but what looked to be a human and a humanoid...thing!
Rubble rained from the sky, but the Sun Goddess sidestepped the roadblocks before a shout came from the nearby alleys caught her attention. Someone else was in danger! They appeared to be fleeing, but the falling rubble concerned Amaterasu, so she turned to deliver another bark to her allies, this time far more serious.
Amaterasu would skid to a brief halt, leaving the others to her allies as she changed direction and charged at the civilian. She would tackle them to the ground, but only as to cover them with her body. Her Solar Flare would grow in size to protect them from anything above!

 

[ArmedBlue]

District Wall
​

Frisk's bloodwound shot skyward, eating through the projectiles in its way as it moved toward the electric tower – and when it reached it, the machine was cut in two. Its generator fell a short distance before exploding into pieces, sending scrap hurtling downward, though its distance from the turrets left them essentially unharmed as they continued to fire.

A new small grey robot with green thrusters quickly descended from the top of the wall, stopping to hover where the electric tower had been. Right as it stopped, a hatch on the bottom opened up, before it began to rapidly spit out a barrage of small yellow projectiles down at Frisk, unleashing explosions upon impact. They were numerous and frequent, clearly intending on overwhelming the teen in her approach.

The Psi-Users, on the other hand, continued to attack Frisk from her flank. One continued to fire orbs from below at her, while the other flew up in an arc, repositioning a handful of feet to the right of Frisk, looking to further divide her attention by attacking from yet another angle.​

City Slums – Wall Approach
​

As V2's assault came, the Fazent began to move upward. The energy blast passed through the top half once, then its bottom half twice, avoiding the fourth pass of the railgun shot, before the fifth slugged into its head. Paint and steel chipped and fell away in the face of the attack, one of the headlights shattering as the drone seized up for a moment, stalling in the air slightly. Before long, the machine gun on the head swiveled to face the V model, and it unleashed a storm of bullets in his direction, following any evasive maneuvers in response.

It seemed it was fairly resistant to energy attacks.

Some of Sumeragi's infantry and smaller machines added onto the attack – the Gunners and the gatling-wielding robot focused their fire on V2 as well, while the Grenadiers and the chainsaw robot turned to Tracy. The Grenadiers lobbed a grenade each in her direction, while the robot began to step towards her, weapon whirring menacingly.

Meanwhile, Amaterasu's maneuver left some falling pieces of rubble to crash into her Solar Flare instead, each piece bouncing off or breaking into smaller pieces that fell at their side. The civilian below her let out a sigh of relief.

"Phew, thank you so much... Huh? A wolf...?"

Looking up at Ammy was a young boy about twelve years old. He had short, spiky black hair and ovular glasses, wearing an indigo shirt with and white shorts, with a white undershirt and black leggings underneath this outer layer. He clutched onto a yellow shoulder bag hung around his body, and seemed to wear suspender-like buckles on his shorts attached to a small belt around his waist.

"I've never seen anything like you around here... A-And how'd you stop that rubble?"​

 

[comic]

FRISK DREEMURR​

The bloodwound took care of the pylon robot - only for it to be replaced with some different robot, who fired little green missiles her way. These guys really didn’t want her at the top, which only gave her more reason.

She needed a shortcut, and while she couldn’t take them the way Sans could... the girl had learned a method of her own. She’d hold onto it for the moment.

Taking steps back still, Frisk continued to cut through the glowing orbs as they came. Despite the repositioning of the second mage, it didn’t seem to hinder Frisk too much, but as she continued to slash, smaller scars were left in the air, similar to the earlier bloodwound, but far less volatile and large, more like scratches by comparison.

The rockets pummeled her shield, and its integrity only now began to weaken. Forceful things like that were, unfortunately, pretty good against her defensive magic. She recalled Blink shooting literal lightning from her fingertips, the massive explosions from those had made quick work of most of Frisk’s shields, even battering a reinforced one in a single blow.

It wouldn’t hold forever.

“Alright, little unorthodox, but it’ll work...” Frisk muttered to herself, and the trail of scars left in her wake, still hanging in the air, suddenly all shot about wildly, primarily aimed for the mages - as well as where they might teleport to. Shatterstrike, in a less directed form, and with a lot less flare than usual. Without that final stab, they lacked the actual power to tear into those mages - which was fine with Frisk, she didn’t want to kill them.

If she did, she might not be able to stop. Then everyone loses.

Her shield finally gave way under the barrage, and Frisk thrust out a hand, a wave of energy propelling from her palm in a wide arc. Not a shield this time, but almost like a fuzzy wave of blue energy, and all of the turret bullets and green rockets fired into it... suddenly turned and fired right back to sender, losing none of their speed or lethality. The wave would only hold for a moment...

Frisk kept her evasive maneuver in her back pocket, just in case.​

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Boboiboy - Thorn & Blaze

Seems the group had arrived at the scene at more or less the same time, Amaterasu taking point and being the first to respond to the crisis, while Blaze took up the rear. The latter was panting as he reached the place of battle, his sweat burning up on his face before it could hit the ground. A resting rotten look on his face, he grasped his knees, catching a breath. Looking at what Amaterasu was doing with her solar flare move, his eyes widened.

Scooby doo can do THAT?? Ugh. I need a good show of force so people focus back on the real champion in the room...

Squinting his eyes, he could make out something above. A machine. It seemed like a vehicle was causing all this chaos, no doubt a Sumeragi invention. The Fazent. He snickered.

Perfect

With a surge of heat around him, Blaze would start to rising up off the ground, lifting his hands up above him. A ball of energy was beginning to charge overhead. It grew bigger and bigger, glowing brighter and brighter as the heat increased further. It was as tall as Blaze himself now, but the elemental still wasn't satisfied, still letting it grow more and more.

They'll HAVE to focus on this!!


Meanwhile, Thorn landed at the scene, Kyota with him. Letting him free of the vines as the danger increased, he motioned for him to take cover with the scooching motion of his hands. Seeing doggie as needing help, he curled his fingers and pointed them above.

"Binding Vines!"

Suddenly, several strands of vines grew out of the ground, shooting into the air and grasping onto several bits of debris, tangling them into a blanket of flora above the battlezone, tethering themselves into buildings. He gave a thumbs up to Amaterasu as this happened, hoping to get some stress off her.

 

[ArmedBlue]

District Wall
​

The lesser Shatterstrike burst outward from Frisk, and this time, appeared effective against the Psi-Users attacking her. One crossed his arms in front of him, conjuring a thin film of energy as a means of protection – which was quickly overwhelmed, blowing the Adept backward a significant distance from the attack and damage. The other Psi-User had warped upwards, evading a majority of the attack, but was subsequently caught by the SOUL-user's reflective wave, bombs and energy bullets colliding upon him to create a bright explosion, kicking up a significant amount of smoke.

His unconscious body fell from the smoke cloud, as did some damaged parts of the Bomber, which zipped away from the wall to prepare for another wave of bombs. The wall-mounted turrets now sputtered, and when the smoke cleared, they both appeared to be missing a few barrels. Regardless, they now fired at a slower rate down at Frisk.

Despite some of her opposition clearing out, more reinforcements still came. Another Bomber was beginning to descend along the wall, and accompanying it were a series of missiles fired from an unknown weapon. The missiles outsped the Bomber by a significant margin, headed for Frisk with some apparent homing capabilities.​

City Slums – Wall Approach
​

"Woaaah!"

Kyota touched down alongside Thorn, his heart racing. He'd certainly never done anything like that before. The boy looked around the battlefield as he hid behind the remains of a house. In particular, he was searching for the dog that had rushed in first, and he spotted her near an alley, shielding a boy from falling rubble. He squinted at the civilian. Blue shirt, that yellow bag...

"That's him!" Kyota exclaimed, pointing to Amaterasu's position. "That's Jin over there, I knew he'd be alright! Bring him over!"​

 

[comic]

FRISK DREEMURR​

Frisk took a brief moment to watch the unconscious form of the mage fall from the cloud of smoke.

What. An. Idiot.

She let out a brief sigh and altered her direction, lunging from the wall to catch his form in the air. A limited construct appeared before her, which she bounded from to land back on the wall. There didn’t seem to be any good places to set him...

The other guy had been warded back by the hits, not completely ragdolling like this dummy. Getting a quick idea, Frisk’s fingers glowed red and she dug them into a panel nearby, pulling it down to form a sort of ledge, which she set the man upon, just as the Reversal Field dissipated, and fire rained upon her - intercepted by the shiny figure that resembled her, taking the shots for her.

Oh yeah, that thing... Frisk had been so focused, she’d barely even registered it. That liquid metal stuff that had found its way on her. The fact it took her form reinforced the idea it was from Executor 2, but it was helping her... she’d take it.

The Reversal Field had damaged the drone pretty good, though another was already joining the fray. The turrets were practically a non-issue now, in Frisk’s opinion. She darted along at an angle, keeping them trained on her and away from the mage she’d just left vulnerable.

She stayed ahead of the fire for the moment, darting about like some kind of wall-crawling gecko. She was nearing the top. Sort of - she was closer than she’d yet been, and only getting closer. Not too much further, now...

The second drone began to fire, and it was immediately apparent its missiles were faster, curving through the air where she went. Frisk’s eyes widened for a moment, and the missile seemed to reach her—

The missile passed right through Frisk, who appeared frozen to the spot, as though captured in time - before the image sputtered out, and the real Frisk appeared through a stuttering glitch, right behind the second drone, and she was already driving her blade down to carve it in half. Her Aberrate technique, relatively new and somewhat untested but she’d been training with it for a little bit now, enough to get down the basics. It allowed her to somewhat “glitch” out of the current timeline and right back in, displacing herself through time and space in a relatively limited sense. The distance she’d just now covered was about the extent of how far she could go.

Pointing her blade at the left turret, then the right, untethered red magic fired out in a burst shot to destroy the two at close range before they could swivel to face her as she set her sights on the original drone, firing a third blast toward it.​

 

[Mokko]

Terrence Boom
As he arrived on the scene, the scale of this battle was a lot higher than Terrence was used to- a ton of different people, some of them being people T didn't even know, and a bunch of Sumeragi as well... with Tempura still riding in his bag, he had no choice but to once again assume the form of a turtle shell on his back, the stalwart dome of glistening orange magic materializing in an instant. On the bright side... at least the sheer amount of motion, sound, and combat happening all around allowed Terrence to develop a very strong, detailed 'vision' of his surroundings.

"Hold on tight, Tempura!" he told her, expending further magic to reinforce the shell on his back, random arrays of spikes and scales layered atop it. The Temmie inside didn't need to be told twice, popping her head down into the depths of Terrence's bag, possibly about to eat the rest of his leftover food.
With the amount of external Bravery magic he had attached to him, he could feel his body aching to expel some of the sheer striking power coursing through him. Luckily, he had a target in mind.

Taking a breath, he leaned down, almost enough to assume a crawling position, before he took off charging. His target? The leftmost Sumeragi vehicle, hoping to put an end to their stream of bullets and output of grenades. Hopefully losing their ride would be enough to get the pair of enemies to retreat...

With immense force behind him, T turned his body, using his shell to slam against the side of the vehicle, aiming to topple it on its side.