Thirty Second PSI
Mar. 5th, 2011 04:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[action 1]
[Inspired by Japan, Crowe, and remembering the words of others who had spoken to him recently, Lucas, too, has decided that it is time he reclaim some of his lost battle skills. Once strong enough to stand to all but the deadliest of chimeras, the boy hasn't fought now in over a year . . .
Still, he can manage a sandbag propped up on a broomstick. The problem had been to get the stick not to snap immediately with a single hit, but he had managed by tying several together. Being shier in nature, Lucas is holed up in his backyard and practicing hard. It is possible, though, to hear his occasional shouts or grunts or even the thump of his bat smashing against the bag. Those who investigate will find that the boy has little technique whatsoever . . . He simply hits as quickly and powerfully as he can. But he moves with an awkward fluidity, and it appears he normally fights with chained attacks - 'comboing' hits with kicks, punches, and blows as he ducks and weaves and almost occasionally seems to glide through the air.]
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[The accident happens about an hour in. Caught up in the fervor of combat, Lucas smashes the sandbag hard enough that it flies straight up into the air. And instinctively, with some sort of retained muscle memory, he thrusts out a hand and cries out.]
PK Flash!
[And immediately regrets it. The pulsing ball of green light gathers for a few moments before barreling outward to smash into the sandbag, catching it up and propelling it high into the air. Reaching about thirty feet in altitude, the PSI energy eventually flares outward in a massive burst of green light clearly visible from a distance. The sandbag explodes.
Lucas drops his bat and runs to his front yard. If you're anywhere nearby, he'll be running up to you with an expression of severe panic.]
. . . Are you alright?! Are you feeling OK?! You . . . Please say you didn't see the light!
((Lucas's PK Flash has odd effects. It's a burst of psychokinetic energy infused light that alters the brainwaves of those who see it. To be brief, PK Flash causes spontaneous crying to the point where your character is blinded by their own tears, paralysis, which is self-explanatory, feeling strange, which can be interpreted as violent hallucinations and delirium, or instant death. Or nothing, of course. Please don't choose the death option, aha.))
[Inspired by Japan, Crowe, and remembering the words of others who had spoken to him recently, Lucas, too, has decided that it is time he reclaim some of his lost battle skills. Once strong enough to stand to all but the deadliest of chimeras, the boy hasn't fought now in over a year . . .
Still, he can manage a sandbag propped up on a broomstick. The problem had been to get the stick not to snap immediately with a single hit, but he had managed by tying several together. Being shier in nature, Lucas is holed up in his backyard and practicing hard. It is possible, though, to hear his occasional shouts or grunts or even the thump of his bat smashing against the bag. Those who investigate will find that the boy has little technique whatsoever . . . He simply hits as quickly and powerfully as he can. But he moves with an awkward fluidity, and it appears he normally fights with chained attacks - 'comboing' hits with kicks, punches, and blows as he ducks and weaves and almost occasionally seems to glide through the air.]
[action 2]
[The accident happens about an hour in. Caught up in the fervor of combat, Lucas smashes the sandbag hard enough that it flies straight up into the air. And instinctively, with some sort of retained muscle memory, he thrusts out a hand and cries out.]
PK Flash!
[And immediately regrets it. The pulsing ball of green light gathers for a few moments before barreling outward to smash into the sandbag, catching it up and propelling it high into the air. Reaching about thirty feet in altitude, the PSI energy eventually flares outward in a massive burst of green light clearly visible from a distance. The sandbag explodes.
Lucas drops his bat and runs to his front yard. If you're anywhere nearby, he'll be running up to you with an expression of severe panic.]
. . . Are you alright?! Are you feeling OK?! You . . . Please say you didn't see the light!
((Lucas's PK Flash has odd effects. It's a burst of psychokinetic energy infused light that alters the brainwaves of those who see it. To be brief, PK Flash causes spontaneous crying to the point where your character is blinded by their own tears, paralysis, which is self-explanatory, feeling strange, which can be interpreted as violent hallucinations and delirium, or instant death. Or nothing, of course. Please don't choose the death option, aha.))
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-05 10:16 pm (UTC)Quicksilver! Please come to me as carefully as you can!
[And he tries to reach her and steady her before she falls over.]
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:10 pm (UTC)(Reply to this)
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:40 pm (UTC)H-Hey! Can you hear me? Can you talk?!
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-05 10:41 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:26 pm (UTC)I'm alright. But I can't seem to stop crying. How strange.
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:43 pm (UTC)I'm so sorry about this. How do you feel . . . emotions, I mean? Are you sad or unhappy at all?
homesickness just happens when you haven't called your mom in a while, right?
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:41 pm (UTC)1/2
Date: 2011-03-05 10:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-05 10:46 pm (UTC)[Oh god he turned someone grey and gave them horns that's never happened before oh god how is he going to fix this.]
I'm so sorry! P-Please stay still I'm really sorry I can't apologize oh god d-don't look in a mirror I mean not that there's anything wrong b-but......
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:44 pm (UTC)Just staring.]]
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:50 pm (UTC)Aaron! Did you watch the light?!
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From:2-hallucinations ftw!
Date: 2011-03-05 10:46 pm (UTC)Wha- what? What happened?
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:52 pm (UTC)Mindy! You saw that? Can you understand me?! Can you hear me?
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:52 pm (UTC)Wh-what the fuck?!
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Date: 2011-03-05 10:57 pm (UTC)I'm so sorry! Please, keep calm - Can you hear me, mister?
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Date: 2011-03-05 11:02 pm (UTC)☠☠☠☠naked ninjas, broccoli in tuxes, purple ☠☠☠☠communist gorillas...
☠☠☠☠them all.
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Date: 2011-03-05 11:08 pm (UTC)Mr. Captain? Mr. Captain, do you know who I am?
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Date: 2011-03-05 11:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-05 11:09 pm (UTC)Miss! Miss, I'm so sorry. Can you hear me?
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Date: 2011-03-05 11:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-06 01:59 am (UTC)[And there he is making another girl cry. He is starting to be tired of apologizing now, but he can't do it enough.]
I'm sorry! I'm sorry . . . Please, hold still. I don't want you to hurt yourself . . . !
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Date: 2011-03-05 11:55 pm (UTC)No. Go away!
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Date: 2011-03-06 01:59 am (UTC)I'm sorry. Please, can you listen to me?
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Date: 2011-03-06 12:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-06 02:01 am (UTC)Miss Nanashi! Hold on to me. I'll lead you somewhere safe to sit!
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Date: 2011-03-06 03:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-06 04:07 am (UTC)Miss! Miss, please calm down! Can you hear me?
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From:2; everyone goes for the torment characters option huh
Date: 2011-03-06 03:48 pm (UTC)INSTANT DEATHActually Sealand has just tumbled off his bike into the street as his muscles became too stiff to control it, let alone stay on top of it.]it is more interesting apparently =P
Date: 2011-03-06 09:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2011-03-07 04:58 am (UTC)It's been centuries since he's cried...and he doesn't consciously feel any significant sorrow. But the tears just keep coming, debilitatingly...some sort of status effect? But mystics were hardly ever affected by those -
...oh. Right. He isn't currently a mystic. That explains a lot.]
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Date: 2011-03-07 05:09 am (UTC)Mr. Silence . . . ? You're home? . . . A-Ah! Y-You saw it, too?!
ahhh, sorry for delays >>
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