Defence Against Malicious Magic - Monday 3/26 - Curse! Foiled!

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

Students are directed to the Danger Shop by notes and possibly a TA or two.

When the students are assembled, the doors shut with a *clank*.

All is silence for a moment and then a tremendous cloud of black sparkling spoke pours out of, well, nothing actually.

When it clears, a rather ominous and wizardly looking fellow is standing there.

He turns a baleful eye upon the students for an long time, uncomfortably long. It's actually rather creepy. Not creepy in a suspenseful way either. More creepy in a 'I don't want to sit next to this guy on the bus' kind of way.

Finally, he speaks.

"Students of Orpheus!" he says in a voice that's higher pitched then you'd expect to hear. In fact, it kind of sounds like there some dude in his early twenties under all that white hair and the crazy velveteen robes. "I... Am CURSE! I seek to become your teacher's nemesis! And this time, he will actually read my resume! I have lured him away to the Forbidden Zone where he will be dining with the little midget king! distracted while I teach you all a lesson he will never forget!!!"

Wait. Did that make sense? He'll teach... Yes. Yes it did. Okay, good.

"I see he had some implements set out for whatever exercise he had planned for you before my plans were... You know. Replacing his...

Anyway! Since you are all but children I will let you select a weapon or protection that will no doubt fail under the weight of my magic!

Magic is kind of my thing you see...

Have at you! And you! And you! And..."

[[ooc: Curse is a hologram, this is the Danger Shop. The table holds both mundane and magical implements. Magical implements can be anything you would not qualify as a legendary artifact. (Sorry Halliwell, no Excalibur sitting around for you to pick up... Nice longsword +1 though.) Mundane items range from a board with a nail in it, to a (perfectly normal) colt peacemaker. There are also "spell components" on the table to throw together an amulet or something that just smells really bad. Yes, there is chocolate.]]

Comments

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

Curse blocked the second swing as Setsuna expected.

Though, as she was getting her better look at the globe on the end of the staff, it flashed a blinding green light.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Setsuna...really should have seen that coming. Forcing down a wince, she pushed away and raised an arm to cover her eyes for a moment. She used the repose to regather her chi, wondering which attack might work to potentially break the globe at the end of the staff, quite clearly the source of power.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

While Setsuna was covering her eyes and considering her options, Curse rammed her in the stomach with said globe.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

"Oof!" Setsuna caved in under the blow, which, while it hurt, put her in a position to grab onto the staff with her free hand. She tried to yank it away from Curse, trying not to use too much of her demon strength, while swinging in her sword toward his neck.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

The staff is yanked away.

"Hey! I... Urk!"

And *poof*! Curse disintegrated in a shower of ash.

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Setsuna blinked.

"It was the whole staff and not just the globe?"

Re: BATTLE CURSE

[bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com]

It was probably more the being sliced halfway through the neck by a sword.

*poof*

The staff vanishes.