Nightmare Lillith with Lumindis [Job/Private]

The member 'Grema Fen' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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New WC: 1531

The member 'Lumindis' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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'Monster Dice' :

“You jerk you left me behind!” Grema growls as she stumbles into the building, hands on her knees and panting beside the other woman. She didn’t really, the cyborg had just spent too much time trying to figure out which direction the spears were coming from. It took her a moment to figure nice they’re probably illusions, it didn’t matter, and that she should get the hell out of dodge before being impaled. Grema was a bit too inquisitive and easily distracted to do well against illusions it seemed.

This proved itself more as not only did the sword reappear, never leaving her vision once again, but the utterly annoying whispers did as well. This caused Grema to scream out in rage and position her arm at the damned sword, yelling out “Magitech Blast!”, sending out a ball of magic from her transformed blaster arm, right into the sword. Or one should say right through the sword, since it was, you know, an illusion.

This had a negative side effect of its own. In her zest, the engineer didn’t realize the main pillar for the already unsteady building they were in was straight in front of her. Upon being hit by the ball of energy the pillar shattered into a bunch of wooden pieces and the building instantly began to cave in. “Shit!” Grema yelled out, instantly forgetting the whispers and sword as she had indivertibly put them in danger. The next moment had Grema Grabbing the back of Aliarey’s leather outfit, pulling the more delicate gunner into the cyborg's arms where the smaller women tried to protect the younger as much as she could, particularly with her magitech limbs. Wood continued to crumble around them as the mechanic easily batted away the larger wooden structures with her enchanted arm and awkwardly protected the requip users head and body with her mechanical leg and a part of her pirate coat.

Soon things went to a halt as the building had finally finished collapsing on itself. Grema warily kept them in their current position for a few moments, buried under a bit of roof, until she got that the area was relatively all clear and pushed that away as well. She coughed a few times as the moldy wooden dust began to settle and pulled her teammate out of the rubble and onto a nearby plank. She eyed the gunner for a moment and was relieved to see that while she looked a bit worse for wear, she was overall unharmed. Grema received a cut or two on her face and a whole lot of bruises, particularly on her hunch and back, but the scientist’s regenerative abilities would take care of that soon enough.

“You okay?” She coughed out the question. “Sorry ‘bout that, looks like those stupid illusions really got to me.” She admitted with a grumble, looking away in shame. She was a freaking genius, Grema shouldn't have let stupid little illusion get to her so much, let alone make her lose track of her surroundings and it’s dangers.

WC: 508

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Forgot to roll for monsters :P

The member 'Grema Fen' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

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Post Count: 640
New WC: 2171

Ooowww that was overkill. Did Grema hit her as hard as that? Probably not, the jerk. She would have a bump there forever, okay fine, two minutes until her healing factor kicked in, but it still hurt in the meantime. The engineer internally vowed to never give the other woman cybernetic implants even if the gunner loses a limb, her having better punching power was the last thing Grema wanted at the moment. Or at all.

But as a side note, wow was it embarrassing as hell to have been the first one to lose their head. Grema knew as a pure and simple fact that she was a genius scientist, a prodigy at engineering, and one of the world's experts on magitech. This wasn’t as much of bragging (well, it probably was as well) as it was truth. For her to lose her very smart head when a person with a much hotter head stayed relatively calm not only struck at her pride but grated on her nerves. But knowing this was not the time for personal feeling to get in the way, Grema tried to quickly overcome it with logic. A logical reason why Aliarey would be better at keeping her head than the scientist when the mental odds were in her favor. The answer, upon thinking about it, was obvious at least to Grema. The reason Aliarey had more mental fortitude was that she had more experience in not only dangerous situations but magical ones as well. The mechanic's old life had its dangers, but even that was structured. This new life, filled with the sometimes unexpectedness that came with pure magic, kept throwing her off. This wasn’t something the cyborg could gain through sheer need or willpower so instead, she needed to accept things as they came more often and focus on the overall goal. The new mindset at its peak, Grema was filled with determination and turned her mind back to the matter at hand. Her aching head.

“Ya, ya, I’ll be careful from now on. Geeze you hit like a brute.” The scientist grumbles the last part under her breath, rubbing her throbbing head all the while. She resisted the urge to cough as the dust began to settle to stillness at last and instead swallowed dryly. Though that might be more because of the utterly creepy giggle that sounded out in the area. It seemed to vibrate in the area all around them, making it impossible for Grema to pin down even as she was twisting her head around. By the young feminine sound of the laughter, this may finally be their target.

The whispers started up again, to Grema’s ire, but unlike before they were coming in all direction and were louder as time went on. After a few seconds of building tension, the barely heard voices seemed to cumulate into one area before winding into a loud cry filled with despair. Then it all stopped, leaving a dreadful silence in its wake. Anticipation filled the cyborg and she got into a battle ready stance just as the mist before them opened, revealing an old worn looking doll that had been messily patched up enough for it to look like multiple teddy zombies patched up into one monstrous looking one. Not a pleasant sight and definitely disturbing.

The voice really didn’t help the creepiness of it all. But previous conviction in mind, Grema stayed firm. “This isn’t her real body, we have to find the-.” Like many of her sentences, it was cut off this time by chains flying toward her with a flash of eerie purple from the toy's eyes. “Oh shit!” The magitech mage yelled out, using her cybernetic parts to quickly jump out of the way. To her shock though the chains turned toward her and quickly caught up, snatching the cyborg from the air, firmly wrapping around her body. She grunts in pain as the mental links tighten around her and go soaring into the air before either holder mage could react.

Grema struggles for a moment longer before realizing that even with her increased strength her magitech limbs give her, one could not get out of these chains with pure force alone. Worst yet, Grema was traveling higher and higher into the air by the second and would soon reach deadly heights. “Magitech Blast: Eye Lazar!” The cyborg yells above the howling wind, causing a red beam to shoot from her fake eye and into the chains below her. It quickly made work of them and Grema was soon released from its clutches. Immediately the woman felt a swooping wave of relief with was just as quickly replaced by panic as she began to fall toward the hard ground. "Aaaaahhhhh!"

Thankfully the solution for avoiding a splattery death came instantly. “Magitech ball!” The engineer yelled, pulling out a small magitech triangle and throwing it toward the ground. As Grema neared the object she pushed a hotkey to allow the device to activate, allowing yellow runes to come out of it and surround the mage in a circle. The initial impact of her hitting the glowing yellow ball caused it to go down a bit, about 10 meters in the air, before stopping. The holder mage sighed in relief as the runes really did absorb her impact as it was supposed to do, causing her to be unharmed.

WC: 898

Grema: HP 200 MP 88.5
(Buffs: 5% more MP(item), 3% regen per post(armor), 5% HP regen per post(linage))
Spells: King of Pirates (3), Ball (5)

Post Count: 602
New WC: 2773

While that was happening Grema was busy trying to get out of her floating ball in the sky. This was the first time she had used this particular spell since its initial creation and perfection, so it was jarring dealing with it in a battle setting for the first time. Probably something to take note of in the future, it would be bad if this was the case for all of her future spells since unlike now she might not have time to figure them out. Thankfully the Lilith girl was too distracted dealing with the holder mages partner, giving Grema time to fiddle with her mechanical arm. M.A.I couldn’t help her with this since for safety’s sake the A.I was locked out of the woman’s weapon use settings. Finally, she managed to hit the right hotkey to release her from her glowing yellow bubble. Unfortunately, this meant Grema was falling to the ground again. Fortunately, it was near enough to the Earth’s surface for the engineer's magitech leg to take the damage for her, though it groaned painfully from the impact, and left a sizable crater. Along with a loud booming noise.

There was a moment of complete silence after the landing, followed by staring as the dust settled to reveal Grema in the middle of the crater, working to pull her mechanical leg out of the ground. In the next moment she succeeded, only to find no one was really paying attention. The mist still covered the area around them like a thick veil, blocking the horizon from view. The only things visible were the girls to each other and the creepy ass doll. Lilith herself was still out of sight, but definitely not out of mind. “Aww that’s too bad, you would have made a nice dolly. But you can still join us for tea.” The girl said with an eerie giggle, echoing throughout the area, making it hard for Grema to pinpoint her exact location. The cyborg was just as wary as the gunner was of randomly attacking the area around her in hopes of hitting the tiny mage, since while she was powerful neither of them could be sure how durable the child was. But to capture her they needed to find her first.  “Dammit, M.A.I, can you try to locate where the brat is based on sound?” She asks her virtual assistant for lack of better options. “I will try miss, but it may take awhile.” Was the answer.

“Tea parties are fun. My dollies play with me all the time. They are my friends. But I need more dollies. I want more friends. Will you be my friends?” The voice asks them innocently. “Maybe I should get one of your friends first. Then they will get you to be my toy. Cute little dollie, will you help me?” It was then Grema noticed how Aliarey seemed to be entrapped by the small toy eyes, unable to look away from it was the thing began to rise into the air, mist swirling around it ominously. The scientist cursed and ran toward her teammate but was forced to stop and cover her face as the wind got stronger, throwing dirt and debris into the air, blinding Grema’s one good eye. “Frick, blondie look away! It’s one of her stupid spells! An illusion!” The magitech mage yells out to no avail, voice either drowned out by the howling wind or to receiver’s rapt attention on the doll with was now totally covered by swirling mist, leaving only its glowing red eyes visible.


WC: 596
Overall: 10,240

Grema: HP 200 MP 91
(Buffs: 5% more MP(item), 3% regen per post(armor), 5% HP regen per post(linage))
Spells: King of Pirates (2), Ball (4)

Post Count: 465
New WC: 3238

A handsome young man took the place of the doll. He had the same features of Grema’s teammate to it wasn’t that much of a big leap to guess that they were related, mostly with that stupid look on his face. Unsure what the illusion will do next, Grema got into a ready stance. She tensed as the young man got near the shell-shocked looking gunner, prepared to defend her, but also unwilling to attack first mostly after the sibling revelation. If for some reason Aliarey actually thinks this is her brother than attacking him out of nowhere would make her a temporary enemy until Grema could get her to snap out of it. But that might be their downfall with their real enemy so close and still messing with their heads.

Grema was beginning to wonder whether she should start shouting again when even the idea became completely unnecessary. The fake went flying through the air after the rage-filled holder mage had punched it. Grema had to stop and cover her ears in pain as a horrible screeching sound resounded around the area, coming from the fake-bro. Recovering half-deaf from the attack Grema watched for a moment as the furious blonde beat the doll as if it had eaten her first born child. Or took her money, which was probably a more accurate metaphor to use, knowing the target of it.

“Ma’am I have a read on where the target is! I used the sound waves of the attack to locate her physical body.” M.A.I said then rambled off coordinates and directions. Lilith was surprisingly nearby and probably focused on how her precious doll was being shot like Swiss cheese by an irate gunner. At least she was a good distraction.

“Magi shift: Whip!” Grema quickly said then dashed while lashing out her new weapon. As she approached the misty area the A.I pointed out, sure enough, there was a small floating figure there faced in the direction of the ending one-sided fight. The whip latched around the surprised little girl’s ankle. Grema then quickly pulled, sending the screaming girl flying over her toward Aliarey. Grema then took no time to leap at her, one hand going to the cuffs attached to her belt.

“Go away!” The girl screamed and thrust one of her super ugly dolls toward Grema. The thing let out another one of its screams, sending the cyborg flying back in the other direction. “I’m not going to let you end my fun!”

Grema landed with a thud and a roll. From the ground, she looked of at the shaken little girl. It was time for some talking. “Listen, kid, knock it off. We aren’t falling for your little tricks anymore. Just give it up and come with us peacefully.” The offer was put out while she got to one knee. The dirty little girl stubbornly shook her head back up. Grema sighed and decided to go the more peaceful route. “Kiddo, what you’re doing is wrong. You’re sick and you need help, and those dolls of yours won't do it. An illusion or a stuffed animal won't give you what you need. Come with us and we can get you that.” The older woman didn’t know where that came from

It seemed like Lilith didn’t like what she said. “No. No. No! NO! NOOOOOOOOOOO!” The doll-like child screamed out, sending waves of sound out, clearing part of the mist but almost sending the woman flying as well. Grema used her whip to latch onto a nearby pole. A tantrum was starting to build up.

Getting up all the way after the blast, Grema noticed that Lilith didn’t seem much affected by the previous attack. It was time to really test her durability. Grema hesitated for only a moment, then grit her teeth the engineer aimed her mechanical foot at the child. “Magitech blast!” The child screamed again, causing Grema to flinch. Sure she was a mass murderer, but she was still a kid. The metal woman’s conscious was getting the better of her.

WC: 670

Grema: HP 125 MP 84
(Buffs: 5% more MP(item), 3% regen per post(armor), 5% HP regen per post(linage))
Spells: King of Pirates (1), Ball (3), Shift (3/4)

Waves of annoying sound blasts were sending Aliarey back. She could see Grema trying to handle the situation but it wasn't going very well for either the magitech mage or the child. Lilith would throw tantrums and ignore the peace talk and Grema was hesitant to keep using harmful abilities. Damn goody good mages. The gun mage wanted nothing more than to give that crazy kid a good smack and a toss, but she did give her word on taking the kid back alive and mostly unharmed. If nothing else could quiet her rage down than living by her word could. Aliarey was not a liar and she was not about to go haywire and go back on her word over some brat. Luckily she didn't need to get close to the kid at all. Her specialty was range and the sound waves were not going to keep her weapons away. She even had one that didn't do damage at all, but would still prove helpful. Aliarey summoned one of her little weapon discs and as she tossed it onto the ground it formed into a turret that resembled her gatling turret. This weapon did not shoot harmful projectiles, however. Instead, several projectiles fired off in rapid succession with their ability being that of stunning a target. They all hit the Lillith girl, who was too busy throwing her tantrum at Grema to even take notice of the newly summoned weapon.

"Hurry and get those things on her! She won't stay still forever!" Aliarey shouted towards her teammate, indicating that Grema should use the cuffs while she had the chance. The stun was a one shot deal and did not last long.

Post Count: 282
New WC: 3520

Aliarey came in at the best time. “I guess your god for something chick!” Grema said as she started to race toward the prone figure. The kid screamed out again when the turrets blast hit her, then screamed again, this time in frustration. Those dolls of hers seemed to sense it, since they started to go crazy and fly all over the place. Their eyes were starting to creep Grema out since they almost seemed alive and sentient. She feels as if she could almost hear little voices calling out for help.

Shaking off the creepy feeling the cyborg bursts into action, dodging flying stuffed creatures as she goes. The things constantly attempt to get in her way, but without the direct power of their mistress, Grema finds them to be more of an annoyance than an actual threat. Literally, all they could do was levitate and get in her way with a small push being enough to be rid of them.

It ended quicker than Grema expected it to. The cuffs went click around her little wrists, and suddenly the fog was gone with even their heads feeling a bit clearer. The girl looked at Grema, one eye on one, with an immense amount of hatred. “I don’t understand much about kids or mental disabilities, but I figure that the Rune Knights will be able to help her, though I don’t know much about this countries law enforcements.” Grema comments to Aliarey while hefting the defeated little girl over her shoulder. “They don’t seem unlike Bosco’s Peace Keepers though, and those guys weren’t so bad. Lilith will probably be fine. It would at the very least be better for everyone involved, her included, that she didn’t continue to go around and murder people.”

Grema then wandered over to the dolls who were currently floating forlornly in the air. “These things give me a bad feeling… Their definitely magical objects since they can power themselves without a mage’s magic, but I can’t sense any larchima in them. Geh, they give me the creeps but we probably shouldn’t leave them here.” Grema mumbles, mostly to herself. Lilith whimpers. She then turns to her partner and jabs a thumb towards the disturbing dolls. “Yo blondie stuff these into the back of the van while I, uh, make some slight repairs to it. Then we can head back into town so you can apologize to those guys and hopefully not get arrested.” The mechanic says, dumping Lilith on the other woman as well before getting to work.

WC: 424

Post Count: 437
New WC: 3957

At first Grema thought that working around Aliarey while she stuffed the dolls into the van she was fixing would be hard. But it actually turned out more than okay, since due too some odd twist in the universe the opposites were in sync at that point in time. Grema hammered and banged, hunted for scrap metal, applied it, and added some… improvements just because she could. In the end she dubbed it another one of her masterpieces. In reality, like most of her work, it looked more like a hastily sewed together patch-work quilt in metal form. She also added some adjustments, making it more durable (thus bulky), giving it power thrusters to make it faster, and finally after finding a discarded family picture frame in a building, put ‘cute’ dog ears on the top of the van. In reality they were ferret ears, but the cyborg had just assumed that the weasel like creature was another kind of dog. She even re-shaped the front window in the form of its bandit mask and added a tail. She was so awesome.

But because the blond gunner miraculously never got in her way, Grema sort of forgot about her presence until now. “There!” The inventor said triumphantly while whipping some sweat off of her forehead. “The Dog Mobile! How do you think of that chi-.” Then she noticed the doll abuse and listened to her teammate’s words. Now that Grema thought about it, when they first arrived she had assumed the town to be long abandoned but while looking around for scraps there was many signs of the place being semi-recently inhabited. She had ignored it at the time in the eye of her goal, but thinking back that was odd… Then she did a quick estimation on the town’s possible population, and with relief found that there were much more dolls than even her highest guess. Then the relief vanished as quickly as it came when the cyborg remembered that Lilith also wiped out a few dark guilds.

There were a few moments of complete silence from the scientist as Aliarey played with the possibly sentient doll and Grema sweated up a storm. The next moment had the engineer's eyes straying toward Lilith, both the girls and the woman’s one eye each asking the same question; ‘are you gonna break it to her or will I have to?’. After a small stare down Grema broke it with a sigh. It was probably better than the cyborg did it rather than the psychotic child responsible for the creepy ass dolls in the first place. Plus Grema had a responsibility as the gunner’s teammate to destroy her dreams.

“Uh, chick, your… actually probably sorta, um, right on the mark? Uh, Congrats?” Grema said with a cringe, entirely aware of how creepy that conclusion was and not looking forward to the ride back to town with those staring at the back of her head. She very sincerely hoped they were just trapped in there with their physical bodies, not actually dead spirits. Because that would be several different kinds of horrifying. “Yaaaaaaaaa, the Rune Knights should be able to take care of it. Probably have experts. And stuff. Let’s just… stop torturing the… thingies and be on our way…” This kind of thing was so out of Grema realm of understanding and delicate that she didn’t want to touch it without years of studying and tons of tests. Leave it to the experts she says. But to the side, Lilith lets out a giggle and Grema is reminded that the answer might be right there. Then she firmly crushes that idea since the crazy kid definitely couldn’t be trusted enough to undo the very problem she created. It was best that they left.

WC: 629

((Going to go ahead and wrap this up and turn it in. Feel free to make your ending post though ^^ ))

"Wait..." Aliarey looked at Grema and blinked her eyes, hardly believing that the hunchback had actually said she was right. Then the topic of what she was right about dawned on her. "You mean...?" The blue eyes of the gunner filled with terror as she looked at the doll she had been playing with. That was absolutely creepy! She made a short scream as she opened the door of the vehicle and tossed the last doll inside. Her body then shivered as she hugged herself and stepped away from the van. The creepy factor had increased now that she realized she would have to get inside that thing with not only the brat, but with who knew how many possessed toys. Wait a minute... "What did you do to the van?!" The blue eyes widened and her jaw dropped. Then the cringing started. The vehicle looked like some weird deformed metal animal. Was she really supposed to ride in that?

Somehow the two made it back to town in one piece regardless of who drove. Lilith was handed over to the Rune Knights, and with the sugar coating of bringing the dolls to be saved and restored there were no serious charges with the theft. Aliarey just had to do some community service to help restore the village. The idea was something she very much disliked, but she would still get her payout for the job and there would be no black marks on her record. That time.

After all of that nonsense that made for a spectacular adventure neither of them likely wanted to remember, she and her teammate parted ways. They'd likely meet up again, after all, they were a team no matter how different they were. It was only a matter of time before one of them contacted the other for some form of help with a future job. Maybe they'd force Liam along the next time to act as some sort of balance. Until then, they both walked separate paths.

Post Count: 334
New WC: 4291
Grema's Total: 5147
Total: 9438 for the 7000 B rank group WC Original Turn In