TFF Rising: Halloween Havoc

[knight_of_ni]

"Oh, damn," Ni groaned as he gazed into the sky. "an entire world of zombies and these shadow beings." He ended his statement by stabbing one of the heartless in the head, "Oh, and thanks for the help."

Locke crushed the skull of another of the zombies with his mod staff before saying "don't mention it."

With the need for speech finished, Ni decided to revert to his transformed state, for a werewolfs greatest weapons are none other than their own two hands, and their mouth.

He continued his assault on the zombies and heartless, his jacket and jeans stained red already. He was already finding that they were tenacious and many but not intelligent.

These thoughts brought a small amount of relief before he remembered that someone had to have created them...

 

[OutSider_66]

Squinting my eyes, I look at the origin of the voice, well tried to anyway. "You are?"

"Gah! I think I'm blind! Again!"

My ears perked up hearing a familiar name amongst the mentioned.
'Seta? The crazy driver Seta?' I suppress a shudder just by hearing the name. 'Wait, that's not what caught my attention.'

"You said Motoko? You know Motoko?" I ask the direction of the voice, my eyesight's finally clearing again, and I can make out the outline of Mick and the others.

 

[Legacy|iB]

"Come on!"

Legacy swore and nearly threw his stick into the stands.

How the HELL did he miss his shot?!

Usually, the Calgary Flames fan/hockey player was able to score with a slapshot from the point. Hell, take away the goalie and leave nothing but open ice between him and an empty net - practice for the day - and it was sure to go in.

Instead, his shot hit the post and bounced off.

What...the...FUCK?!

Taking out another puck, Legacy lit it on fire and wired off a shot at the same net. He watched as the flaming puck tore through, the rest of the net slowly lighting up in flames. But it was still not ENOUGH.

WHY WHY WHY?!

"Come on, this better be a fucking joke" Legacy angrily said to himself as he skated around, and eventually left the ice and proceeded to the exit.

He skated along, even off the ice. His skates were new technology, creating a thin layer of ice underneath and thus allowing the skater to continue skating even off the ice. For a second, Legacy wondered why he was even here - there wasn't a game, there weren't any players, he was there for over an hour firing slapshot after slapshot at an empty net - and then missed one.

What was going on? In a way, something felt...wrong.

As Legacy stepped out onto the ice, he suddenly looked up at the sky.

He promptly threw his stick at the ground and started screaming.

"Okay, that's it! However the hell's doing this, very funny! First, you make me miss a shot, and now the sky's all fucked up! Seriously, if the Oilers end up winning the Cup this year, somebody's gonna freaking die!"

 

[Unknown-common-827]

I walked through the halls, it seemed the bloodshed had already begun. I look and see corpses strewn about and blood pooling on the floors.

"None of these bastards shall rest in peace." I said, as my boots were currently soiled with the sticky substance.

I gaze into the hands of one of the befallen and I see the words of hells maker himself. "YAOI AND THOSE WHO LOVE IT!"

With a look that would make even the mightiest of gods falter, I turn his corpse into an inferno with my new power as I light him up faster than an inferno match with a lightning bolt into his ribcage.

Finally, I walk onwards and into the great unknown that awaits me. Hopefully, I wonder, some poor souls will finally meet the Unknown Prince of Darkness and will burn with the fire of hell.

 

[locke69]

Ignoring my urge to talk some sense into those that I was bashing and crippling and killing, I continued to follow the now reddish werewolf. After what felt like hours, we found a strange sight. A pair of turrets guarding a door with a clear window to its left. Suspending my disbelief, I broke off and entered the room.

Inside was a small fridge, a table with a few chairs and a deck of cards, and what looked like a mainframe.

Seriously wanting to just walk out of the room, I limped my way to the mainframe and fired it up. Now, lets see if I can get those turrets to work and give me and Ni a place to crash for the night.

I just hope that the yaoi zombies don't take this the wrong way. I'd have to shove my quarterstaff up their arse... without lube, if they do.




Yeah, I screwed up the tenses. I'm short on time and the lab is closing.

 

[Legendary Legacy]

No sooner had LL dropped his guard after successfully escaping the immediate danger of the yaoi hordes, he recieved a vicious blow to the side of the head, knocking him into the wall.

As he watched the little cherubs (all of whom looked suspiciously like naked Sabuku no Temari's) float around his head, he wearily heard the guy that he had just rescued speak to him.

He missed the first bit of it, but cleared up when he knelt next to him and asked, "So... who are you, and what's going on?"

"S-sore wa himitsu, er...wait," sitting up and giving his head a good shake, he finally got a good look at his companion/attacker.

"That stick thing hurts like hell, ya know?"

The other nodded. "Yeah, sorry again. Caught up in the moment I guess."

The two stood up, LL taking a moment to readjust his wig. "Oh well, no permanant damage, anyway. I'm Legendary Legacy, maybe you've heard of me."

The blank look he recieved told him otherwise.

"Er...the Master of Mockery?"

The blank look remained.

He sighed. "Just call me LL."

"Cool. You can call me Zero."

LL nodded. "Well, this isn't so bad. Even though I haven't the foggiest idea of what's going on or why there's throngs upon hordes upon masses of evil creatures out there, we should at least be okay if we stick together in here."

No sooner had the words left his mouth that a loud scratching of claws against the exit doors began.

"...I don't suppose you're any sort of powerful warrior, are you?" he asked Zero hopefully.

 

[parker]

As I was walking to the library, my attention was caught by a small metal object laying on the ground about twenty feet from me. Shifting the body on my shoulder to a more comfortable position, I walk twords it. When I get to it I see that it is a gun, a .45 revolver if I'm not mistaken. I pick it up and check to see if it's loaded, thankfully it is, then stuff it into the back of my pants. Not five feet away from it is the body of its' last owner.

I go closer to him and notice that he has my new guns twin at his side strapped to a belt with ammo for both guns strapped to his belt. Dropping down I pick pick him up, and turn around to the library, when I notice that the night just got alittle weirder.

"Damnit! Now even the sky's messed up." I said.

"Maybe someone up there can explain why the world went ape-shit on me."

So I continue my treck to the library in hope of finding away up there.

 

[zerohour]

"Me, a powerful warrior? I wish." Zero replied.

"Though the Stickblade is a formidable weapon. It's gotten me out of a few jams."

He slammed the Stickblade into the door, and with a woosh of power, the shrieks of the fangirls faded away.

"Problem is, it can't really kill anything. I probably just bought us a few minutes at best, probably less considering what we've been fighting." His statement was reinforced by the slowly returning sounds of the fangirls.

LL sighed, "Damn, could this get any-"

"DON'T SAY IT!!! MURPHY'S LAW!!! MURPHY'S LAW!!!"

Zero's outburst silence the surprised LL, who quickly recovered his voice.

"So, aside from that weapon, got any other abilities?"

"None that'll help us get out of this. I know a little bit of everything, but not enough to deal any serious damage. The closest thing I've got to a lethal weapon is the Heartless, and you saw how that worked out..."

"Any ideas?" LL sighed.

"Got any way to contact anyone else? Two people will have a harder time than three or four."

 

[Epsilon]

I looked... I really did... but I just couldn't find the controls to the bay door.? So I did what any good Boros mage would do when that happened: I reluctantly busted the door open with a spell.

Oh for Razia's sake... I'd turned up in the midst of a war zone.? Why the fuck wasn't anyone in the mechs?? Those zombies are gonna destroy everything.? I draw my sword and summon my armor, ready to cut my way through the hordes of zombies in order to find someone living.
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ooc: hey, people who know M:tG, what toughness are the normal zombies?? And do they have any abilities?

Normal zombies are naturally 2 toughness (probably 3 at most) but I can't say for sure... it's been a while since I ran zombies in a deck. Only a few zombies have abilities like Swampwalk or maybe even Fear...

STORY POST:

Before Seta could reply to Mick's question, the group heard an eerie effiminate male voice cackle in maniacal laughter. "AHAHAHAHAHA!!! It works!! The Yaoi Cannon Mk IV is a complete success!!"

"Okay... I did not want to hear that," muttered Epsilon to himself.

"Just where the heck did that come- AAAUUUUGGHHH!!! MY EYES!!! MY VIRGIN EYES!!!" screamed Os.

"What did you see?!" shouted Seta.

"IT'S TOO HORRIBLE TO DESCRIBE!!! MY RETINAS HAVE COMMITTED SUICIDE!!"

"Get back here, you bastard!!" shouted an enraged female voice. Zeni could barely see a red whirlwind energy from above fly towards... something.

"I would love to but I've got an important brunch meeting with Stella so ta-ta!" And with that, the homoerotic entity had vanished.

"Dammit!" The group huddling behind the motorcycle heard someone land softly on the ground.

"Um... is it safe now?" asked Mick.

"Yeah, yeah..." The group looked up to see a woman with short blond hair, a white top, a purple dress and stockings. Zeni had a shocked look in her eyes as she was able to recognize the stranger.

"Arcueid.. Brunestud?"

As he heard the name, Epsilon formed a brief hypothesis. "Lemme guess... that guy who was armed with the Yaoi Cannon earlier turned Shiki gay?"

"Worse than that... he's now totally in love with himself and that takes away my nookie time! It's like he has two different voices... one cries out 'Nanaya!' and the other cries out 'Shiki!'"

'Talk about the ultimate narcissist...'

 

[Legendary Legacy]

"Contact?" LL scratched his head, slowly unstrapping his laptop from his back. "I suppose if I were to send out a distress signal to the TFF community..."

"That would work?" Zero asked skeptically.

"I think so. If I send it, anyone else with a computer that runs on the TFF mainframe should receive it and would be able to trace the message back to here. Though the chances of someone else actually being within range of a computer or carrying a laptop around with them in a crisis like this AND being able to make it through this mess to reach us is not too likely."

A few sparks of energy shot from the Stickblade as the doors creaked ominously. Sounds of even more Undead Yaoists gathering outside could be heard.

"We've got no other choice," Zero stated. "Send it out and just pray to whatever you hold sacred that someone gets it!"

Taking a deep breath, LL opened his laptop, letting his fingers fly across the keys at high-speed.

"In the name of Xellos-sama, Tobi 'The Good Boy', wonderful harems, and good ol' fashion Smut, this had better reach someone!" With that he clicked the Send button.

Shutting his computer, the two stood in silence, wondering what was becoming of their world.

"I guess all we can do now is wait here," Zero spoke.

"So it seems," LL agreed.

Then the door creaked again, springing the Stickblade loose, which flew across the room, clattering to a stop at the feet of its owner. One last roar, and the top of the door splintered inward.

"...Or on the roof," Zero added, frantically retrieving his weapon and running toward the stairway. "We can wait on the roof!"

"Sounds good!" LL agreed again, following right behind him.

 

[Mick]

"This..is some weird shit.." I mutter to myself. And between the crap with the necronomicon, Ash's wierd time travel story, and the battle in Japan that was saying something. Least I had gotten away from the damn book, though I wonder if what's happening here might be worse.

I mean seriously, Yaoi cannon? These freakjobs seriously need a face full of boomstick and I'm more then eager to deliver. God damn freaks and their weird ass weapons. This crap needs to be done and over with, and soon.

Anyway to take my mind off things I answered Os' question with " Ya...fought these freaks called 'youma's or some garbage like that. I saved her sweet ass and she saved mine. Since then we've been a few rough battles but nothin I couldn't handle..though she helped. And some other chick in this way too short skirt. But ya once the fighting was over I stopped hanging around. Haven't called her in at least..a week or so."

But hell ain't like she called me either. Sides there was something far more important going on right now. When the hell are we gonna start moving again anyway? Standing around here in the open like this doesn't seem too smart.

 

[OutSider_66]

"Blind! Again, I swear the universe is conspiring against me to keep me blind... Probably the third time this week. And it's not even Thursday yet." Muttering to my self of how I turned blind... again.

Turning to Mick, well where I think he is anyway. "You have? That's cool. I kinda met her while she was at a kendo tournament. I TRIED asking for a date, she kept turning m down, it kinda came to a point that she had to beat me with her stick. I think she tried to hit me with some weird air attack."

*Sigh*

"I think I held her up with our little scuffle. She hunted me down the next day and then chase me all over town. It was the best time of my life." Grinning at the fond memories of property destruction. I try to block out the disturbing images of the*shudder*horrible images.

"Hey, lady... How do we get home?" I tried to look for our only female? companion. Emphasis on look.

 

[Solarman]

CLEANSING BEAM. My spell incinerated out a 3-wide column of zombies for the next half block. I warded the bay behind me against the zombies to keep them from using or destroying the mechas, then started running down the path I had opened. The zombies started closing their ranks, trying to catch me, but I cast a last-ditch LAVA STORM to try to keep them off me. If I didn't make it through to the end I'd be overwhelmed. They began closing the gap once more, and just a few seconds before I made the end they formed a line, blocking my escape. I had one shot at this, and if it didn't happen right I was boned. Literally.

I hefted my shield in front of me and called the last dregs of my mana, focusing it through my signet. If I wasn't careful, this could land me in a far worse situation than anything yet, but I had no choice. OTHERWORLDLY JOURNEY. That's right, I forced a rift open and ran through it. I knew it would return me to the same world, but where on that world? That I didn't know. And if it was in the middle of another zombie horde....

Seemingly an hour later, I stopped tumbling through the rift and fell onto the roof of a building, just as two figures dashed onto it.
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OoC: Gotta limit my board-wipe spells now, don't I?

 

[Left Shoe]

Seemingly an hour later, I stopped tumbling through the rift and fell onto the roof of a building, just as two figures dashed onto it.

Immediately behind Solarman, from the same rift, tumbles:

Collapsing in a heap at Solar's feet, unable to regain my sense of balance, I roll a little and sit up (next to the ... :sweat2: weapon-thingy :headbanger: ). I stay there, stunned for a moment, taking in my surroundings and wondering what the hell is going on. Who is making all that ear-splitting noise (for lack of a more-fitting string of words)? I'll rip him/her/whatever/them a new one!

 

[kingdark]

I looked up because I was sure I heard someone curse. I looked outside, and realized I had been reading longer then I thought.
Damn I muttered, so much time lost for nothing.

I put the book away, and slowly rise from my seat to look for the source of the noise.
I silently draw my katana, and slowly charge it up with 'fire' energy. Whatever that had entered the library, had done so silently, and without me noticing, and THAT is something that is worth 'wowin' for.

Maybe I just found my first ally I thought to myself.

Still, better be careful, the magical energies have been increasing over night.

I sneak outside the corner where I had been reading, and notice the shadow of a human walking around, carefully as if looking for someone.

In a flash, I jumped and tried to attack him, but at the same time, the guy turned around, and yelled:freeze Or I'll shoot!

So here we were, my sword at the tip of his neck, and his gun, pointing afwully close to my most preciousssss. (anyone guessing what)

We look at each other, and both mutter at the same time:
GREAT NOW WHAT?

 

[Zenithos]

The city was in chaos. Bright flashes of light emanated in some places, tracers lit up the night sky in others. TFFA's many students and staff had banded together in resistance against the invasion. The clubs had rolled out their best and definitely their worst as they prepare for the oncoming onslaught. Everywhere one looked, one would find kendo club members blasting the living crap out of shadows, ninjas hentai-no-jutsuing their opponents to death, sentai rangers making pudding out of heartless, mages unleashing hell upon zombies, etc.

A number of gigantic monstrous beasts have started to stalk godzilla-like down the streets, uncontested, destroying the occasional tower as they passed. But they would not stay uncontested for long. TFFA's mecha club would soon roll out into the chaos and give these monsters something to tell their senders about.

TFFA's military research club has concluded that the highest concentration of dark-spawns is at the area surrounding TFF HQ. Thus it was easy to guess what the next target should be. Let the festivities begin!

This was a night to remember. It is Halloween at TFFA.

 

[knight_of_ni]

Ni looked up at what remained of the ceiling of the shelter that Locke had pointed out.

"On, the bright side, we were planning to leave soon anyway. On the downside, those are some big ass monsters," Ni commented darkly.

Locke stared upwards as well, seeing the hulking monstrosities, he could only comment with, "Right now, I don't think that's our problem. Look the best way out of here right now is through the roof; outside are the zombies, but zombies can't climb right?"

"Only high level zombies, these things aren't those," Ni commented still entranced by the dark forms of the beasts that marched throughout TFFA.

"Shit, but those can," Ni whipped his head around just in time to see Locke smash the skull of a heartless that was about to attack him.

"God dammit, already, we need to get out of here and fast."

 

[locke69]

"Screw this, we need some heavy artillery. Once we hit the roof, I say we find ourselves some Mechs and hope that they have all TFF members' brainwave scans!" Climbing out of the smashed laboratory via means undoable in real life, Ni and myself got to the roof. Looking around, we noted a large number of lower level zombies massing around what looked like a church, several miles away from any structure large enough to hold Mechs or mecha. As well as creatures the same size or greater then that of any Mech I'd ever seen.

Hoping that the zombies weren't massing for an attack on some pocket of resistance, we left the lab by usage of the fire escape. Once down on the street, we ran into a few wandering groups of zombies and Heartless.

Luckily, TFFA seems to have a number of still open stores that sell various odds and ends. Buying a small number of potions and elixirs, as well copious amounts of ammo and explosives which neither of us knew how to use well, we continued on our way.

I just hope that some soul had the money to buy 99 Phoenix Downs for 10,000. Bloody demand-based prices for revival items.

 

[zerohour]

Unfortunately, the roof didn't seem to be as safe as LL and Zero had hoped.

Sure, they had managed to get away from the fangirls, but now they were stuck on the roof, and it was only a matter of time.

"So now what?"

Zero paused, "Well, you could teleport us somewhere else, I could summon a few heartless to carry us away, I could try and summon Chernabog and hope that whatever havoc he wreaks is less than the fangirls..."

The door cracked.

"...or we could make a stand and pray to whatever gods are still alive that we don't die. Take your pick."

 

[Legendary Legacy]

LL pondered Zero's suggestions. They both sounded so fun, but as it stood, there wasn't a lot of choice. Summoning was Zero's only real ability that would do any good, while the only thing LL had going for him was making fun of things until they became hilariously warped or destroyed themselves to escape the torment of it.

Problem was, he wasn't finding anything sufficiently hilarious about their current situation. Overwhelming panic wasn't a good motivator for it, either.

The motion to go ahead with the summoning was at the tip of his tongue when a large rift opened above them, dumping a man in armor right on top of LL, which was followed almost immediately afterward by a giant cat creature landing next to the man in armor.

Zero's Stickblade was out, prepared to smite as the newcomers tried valiantly to untangle themselves from each other.

"Now where the hell am I?" the cat creature wondered aloud. "And what's with all the racket!?"

The man in armor picked himself up, grinning at the person he'd just landed on. "Thanks for breaking my fall, dude."

LL quivered weakly, muttering many obsenities.

"Who are you two?" Zero demanded.

"I am Solarman," the armored man replied.

"Call me Left," the cat creature added.

"Are you two with the Yaoist's?"

"BLASPHEMY!" Solarman shouted in disgust. Left growled his agreement.

Zero lowered his weapon slightly. "So then...that means you're here to help us fight these beasts?"

"Wish I could," Solarman said ruefully. "But I've spent nearly all my Mana in just getting here. I need some time to recharge."

"Peachy," LL muttered as he staggered back to his feet. He turned to Left. "Well then, I guess it's all on you. Any chance that you can get us out of here, or do we go ahead and let Zero unleash a monster that may or may not help us instead?"

 

[parker]

I got a blade to my neck, and a gun to his crotch. I don't think he knows about the spare I got in the b ack of my pants, so I reach behind me to get it. I got my hand on it when I heard this loud sound like cracking glass. I look twords the window that it came from and see a long grey-black tentacle crash into it.

"Fuuuck!" I yell as I see what it was atached to. It seems that one of those things had gotten into the tentacle monster habitat and managed to turn one.

I grab the samurai wannabe by his arm and run twords the door when the thing manages to bring down the cealing infront of he dorr and every other way out.

"You got any spells that can open us up a hole? If not then get ready to fight my ass...er I mean our asses are literaly at stake here!" I yell as I aim my two handguns at this S.O.B. that used to be our maskot.

 

[zerohour]

"Choose the monster! Choose the monster!!!"

 

[Left Shoe]

And now for something completely different: (out of character)

Zero paused, "*snip*... I could try and summon Chernabog and hope that whatever havoc he wreaks is less than the fangirls..."

Caerbanog? You mean this?

Or this?

Or this?

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EDIT: Tch, I'm slow. Zero, I'll probably agree with you, after my character is brought up to speed on the situation. Currently, he knows nothing about yaoi, but would readily fight it alongside his allies.

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*Back to the game*
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Growling unintelligible obscenities, I leaned forward and slowly pushed myself upright. Shuffling over to the waist-high ledge, I looked down, *realizing that I was on top of a tower*. Still not having entirely regained my balance, I staggered back half a pace - just enough to avoid the sudden swipe of a filth-encrusted arm, with pastel painted fingernails. Without a second thought, I stepped forward and pried the shrieking ghoul off the ledge, flinging it well away from the tower. Not in a mood to watch its demise, I quickly backpedalled and turned to face the three humans.

"Peachy. Well then, I guess it's all on you. Any chance that you can get us out of here, or do we go ahead and let Zero unleash a monster that may or may not help us instead?" [LL]

Picking up the crushed human, I set him on his feet.

"I have no idea what the hell is going on, why we are apparently fighting for our lives, and most importantly, who you are and why I should trust you. Until somebody explains the situation to me, I will fight only to protect myself. Do you have a problem with that?" I growled deeply and loudly.

 

[Unknown-common-827]

To my left, I hear gunshots flaring. Obviously some poor tortured YAOI jihadist is vainly trying to keep their pride for a few more precious seconds.

I turn at the end of the corridor toward the gunshots. Obviously to my despair, it is not what I assumed. It is far worse, in the short distance I see a young lad trying his damnedest not to become Yaoi-chow and another who is still trying to regain his movement. Swiftly I run and strike a rogue appendage with a lightning bolt and rush in to join the fray.

Soon, the monster is unleashed upon us in it's full form and I see it was the work of some very geeky experts in mind-control necklaces. Yet, as close as I can see, the constant dodging and destroying of tentacles are preventing me from destroying the object that has our mascot under such frivolous and unethical of a mindset.

 

[Zenithos]

There are pockets of resistance scattered all across TFFA, made up mostly of the TFFA student body. Though insane and armed to the teeth, unfortunately some were under the influence of the yaoists. Such as one led by a certain Naruto Uzumaki....well, let's say there's been an SOS signal on every radio wavelength coming from his resistance group for the past hour....(whether or not this is the fault of a certain Uchiha remains to be seen)

But there are resistance groups that are seriously giving back hell to the invaders such as Suzumiya Haruhi's SOS-Brigade whose numbers had grown exponentially since the beginning of the invasion. Words are spreading of a certain Master Chief leading a haphazard squad through the city's sewer systems, coming to the aid of many other pockets of resistance bogged down across the academy. The Hinata resistance has been holding their own for quite a while from what is left of their dorm and has been taking in lots of refugees and wounded from the surrounding vicinity.

There are plenty of other resistance groups in the city, some either trying to save as many survivors as possible to either escape the city or hold out through the night, while some are trying to defeat every single spawn of darkness and some have even gotten it into their heads to head straight to the TFF HQ.

Expect to meet some of these pockets of resistance. Though whether to join them or proceed on towards whatever goal you have in mind is your choice.

Currently, you find you have three choices:
- Escape from TFFA...but where to?
- Fight and hope to outlast the invasion.
- Go straight for TFF HQ which seems to be the root of this mess, at least on the TFFA side. Perhaps use it as a means to get to the Yaoist realm to sort out this mess.

Which one...? Ah, decisions, decisions....