The stars are alive, whether you choose to believe it or not. They are their own entities, driving souls to do good or evil. And now, after one millennia of wandering aimlessly, three sets of stars are about to collide for the ultimate battle.
He slowed his pace a little to make sure the girl was following, and caught up, because it wouldn’t do for him to offer assistance and then just leave her standing there. Or, god forbid, allow her to get lost again. He’d be a pretty pathetic police officer –off duty or not- if he let that happen.
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in the hall of mirrors lurks a darkness that one would only expect to find within. this darkness lies in the form of a monster able to blend into its surroundings. yet that is only one facet of its powers. chameleon is capable of reading one's heart, seeing a person's innermost desires and fears. it's the fear it feeds off of, shifting its shape to represent that fear, scaring a person witless. the more afraid a person is, the stronger chameleon becomes. if a person does not show fear, chameleon grows angry. it then turns a gray color, becoming visible in human-like form, meaning that it is ready to attack. from its belt it will draw a knife made of psychic energy, and when it is used on a person they will feel a burning pain that does not go away unless chameleon is destroyed... meaning that it could be minutes, hours, days, or months before the burning sensation will leave the spot the knife was inserted.
set up & information
setting --- every year for a single day the amusement park opens itself up to people for free with a charitable donation of food, clothing, or other needed items. many students come to play on the free rides, and eat free food, all expecting to have a fun, stress-free day. but danger lurks in the hall of mirrors, and quite a few people have come out of it crying uncontrollably.
needed --- anywhere from 3-4 people, including rebecca since this is her grand awakening.
notes --- to avoid confusion, there will be a posting order for all monster attacks, so please try to keep that unless there's a note by the monster account to skip someone. the monster will "attack" as soon as i feel the right amount of people (or even those needed for the thread) have already posted.
remember --- once the monster jumps in with the attack, the minimum word count drops to 100. at that point we'll start up the rolls (if you haven't already granted permission in regards to how monster attacks work, please do so here.), and you'll learn how the monster attack will affect your characters. anyone can be grabbed/injured by the monster, so be prepared for that just in case your character is the one grabbed/injured.
questions --- if you have any about monster attacks in general, then ask the miaface! account. if it's about this particular monster attack, please pm this account. thanks!
The annual Free Ride Day at the Tokyo Amusement Park - one donation meant a free day of rides. For that alone, many teens raided their pantries and turned out in droves. While not usually one for frivolity or any sort movement that involved a vehicle - real or not - that resembled a car, Rebecca was one of the many students who had dropped off a donation and entered through the main gates to receive a stick on bracelet in ten mile orange that would allow her to experience the whole of the park free of charge. Although in Rebecca's case she hadn't brought one solitary item but rather a whole box in her continuing bid to build up a positive reputation for herself outside of school. To that end she had badgered her peers endlessly to fill up the decorated boxes outside of the student council office with non perishable food items which would be brought to the amusement park for Free Ride Day. The drive had certainly worked since Rebecca had wound up needing another box and when she and a few of her fellow school council members had shown up lugging the overflowing boxes, the park organizer had been practically speechless with their thanks. Once more Rebecca had felt the pride of being singled out for her work - though she'd demurely said the efforts had been nothing at all and a joint effort by the student body of St. Teresa's Academy - and having to walk around the amusement park for a few hours was a small price to pay. After all she wasn't just here to indulge in free food (and stock up on a supply of candy apples) and see a few rides; she was here to be seen in connection with something good.
For the most part, Rebecca had avoided many of the rides - too many involved things that resembled cars and quite frankly the girl didn't trust any of the roller coasters to actually keep working once she was strapped in. She had indulged in a childish action with several of the other council girls by having the yearbook photographer take pictures of the school council all coming down the mega-slide at the same time. It had actually been quite fun and for a few moments she was just as helpless with the giggles as the rest of them. However a raucous cheer turned heads towards the drop zone which had Andrea Kurozuki and a few of her cheer squad mates disembarking, exchanging high fives and whoops. She would have pursed her lips until her eyes met that of the blonde who immediately made a comment about cowards and prudes. Squaring her shoulders, Rebecca had shouldered her way into the line and allowed herself to be buckled in. She didn't exactly trust the harness that was keeping her and her fellow riders in place on the bench but if Andrea could do it, so could Rebecca. And she would do it without all the screaming. At least where her rival could see her. Once she was near the top the girl certainly was shrieking with the rest, especially when the drop started. However as the descent became a little more controlled, Rebecca was able to reign in the scream and keep her face to one of shock and slight discomfort.
Never again. the dark haired girl vowed once she was back on terra firma. It took every ounce of dignity to resist kissing the ground. Sure there had been a little bit of exhilaration in the ride but the ever present fear of something going wrong had permeated everything. Still she had done it so Andrea couldn't call her a coward and that was all that mattered. However she was going to need to go somewhere secluded in order to get herself back under control and stop the slight shaking in her limbs. Luckily the hall of mirrors was close by and though it wasn't necessarily a place she would have chosen to go into normally, it would serve her purpose with its low lighting and crazy maze. Thankfully the first leg of the hall involved the distorted mirrors. While Rebecca certainly didn't like the warped reflections, the distorted reflections helped her to bring her mind back to its normal pace rather than the "Oh my God I nearly died" cycle it had latched onto to. I wonder if I could get a few of these mirrors. It would be a great prank to play on Amdrea if I could get them installed in the change rooms. Lucky for Andrea, Rebecca was above doing such things - she merely thought them. Walking past the hall of distortions, the girl suddenly saw herself from several angles and reflexively brought her hands to fix the damage the wind and air had done to her hair. Note to self, next time a braid or high ponytail, not down with a few barrettes and a hair band.
So caught up with making her appearance more presentable, the girl was unaware she had company until a voice broke the silence, causing her to jump nearly a foot in the air. "Oh my gosh, you need to make more noise. You startled me."
Tag: chameleon/openWords: 877 Notes:awakening, yay! Credits:lumos OF Caution.
Okay this was one puff piece that Robert did not mind. Here he was at the amusement part for free! Okay so he did donate a canned good out of respect and politeness, but he was totally in for free and if he explained he was with the press they would not have even asked for a canned good but he would have felt awful not doing his part for charity. Upon entering he asked a few questions and took notes, not only for this particular piece but he also slipped in a few extra questions about the attack that had happened at the art showing. There wasn't much to be said beyond what was already known and that was disappointing. Still a day to have fun and ride the rides for free. Robert was all over that. It was better than sitting at home and re-watching the Smurfs or any one of his beloved movies.
Of course he would have to talk to some patrons about the event and then check in at the end of the day to see what the results were for the donations but there was nothing against having a little bit of fun along the way, which included hopping on a roller coaster or two laughing and yelling his way through them. For a man who hated danger he sure did enjoy his coasters, but in his mind there was no foreseeable danger, it was just all good fun that got the heart racing and adrenalin pumping in a good way. It was interesting and not quite in the 'oh god, oh god, we're all going to die' sort of way. Robert smile at his use of a movie/TV show quote, it was a favored line of his, it was just unfortunate that the show did not last.
But after going on a coaster or two Robert found he needed to slow things down a bit and what better way than the hall of mirrors? It was something of a time suck and mildly amusing. Maybe after he could interview someone about the event to better substantiate his article. He couldn't really forget that that was what he was here for despite the fun he was having. After having some fun with the distorted mirrors he stopped as there was a girl just standing there in the middle of the mirrors each one set to confuse you as to which was to go unless you sort of knew what you were doing. "Lost?" Robert with a smile as he looked around at the mirrors and the reflections that now included him as well. He has decided to wear contacts this day, so he could see things on the roller coasters and not have to worry about putting away his glasses or holding them on the rides. That was something that was always a pain to him as a kid, he couldn't enjoy the rides as much and always had to worry about his glasses.
When the girl got after him for sneaking up on her though, he felt bad and didn't think that he was sneaking up at all. "Sorry," he apologized feeling bad for making the girl jump. "I thought the reflections were enough of an announcement but I guess not." He gave a shrug. "I don't know what it is but when I'm in here I think of two things at one. Grease and Snow White." Why he was making conversation? He wasn't sure but it just seemed like the right thing to do.
"Mirror mirror on the wall..." Robert trailed looking away from the mirror and back at the girl. "Sorry, I'm Robert Ibaraki by the way. I work for the Tokyo Daily. I'm actually here doing a piece on the charity event, but I figure it can't hurt to have a little fun while working. I know it's an odd place to ask but," Robert gave another shrug figuring that this was as good a place as any and it might make up for startling her. People tended to lighten up at the idea of being mentioned publicly and having a chance at a few moments of fame. "Would you like to answer a few questions about the event? I figure I'm safe to assume you made a donation to get in." Some of the fun child like demeanor dropped off Bobby as he put on his working hat, but one could be certain that the moment the interview was done he would be back to acting a bit like an over grown kid enjoying himself there at the park.
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It had become a bit of a tradition for the Toyoda siblings, visiting the amusement park on their annual free day for charity. They always brought more than they needed to, a box of cans, a bag of clothes and the like, since it actually meant something to them, helping out the needy. Plus it fell right around Kim’s birthday, so it was a bit of a family tradition too. This year all four of them were in attendance. Jesse, being the eldest had driven them to the park –and he was grateful that his boss had let him have the day off for it- and they’d basically converged on it. Despite being twenty-six himself, Jesse always felt like a kid going to the amusement park. He was one for the big rides, the fastest and most hair-raising he could find. Not exactly a thrill seeker, he just liked the adrenaline… ok well maybe that was the definition but Jesse didn’t consider himself to be one. He managed to convince Kimberley onto one of the big rollercoaster’s with him, a new one, and knew he’d regret it when he got home because she started screaming not a minute into the ride. No doubt she would blame him and he’d end up paying for it through the teeth in some horrible way. If she dyed any of his clothing pink, he’d strangle her himself.
Exiting the ride, Jesse chuckled as Kim half hunched over a rubbish bin. “Nev-Never again Jessica. Mark my words, you will pay,” was all she could get out and Jesse shook his head. He figures his chances are pretty good. Kim could be downright evil when she was out for payback, but he’d lived through it before. Besides, it had been worth it to see her face go that shade of green. Greg had mentioned something about food, Kim had politely declined in case she was forced to revisit said food, and Lilly had found one of her friends and done a bit of a runner. Jesse though didn’t feel like food. “Tell you what. You go get food, keep Kim here from wearing her lunch, and I’ll be right back,” he said with a grin.
“Where’re you off to?” Greg asked and Jesse gestured to the house of mirrors, grin still in place. Greg rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Whatever, just don’t get lost in there because you know how I hate those things and I will not be coming to fish you out.” Jesse saluted his little brother before he headed off in the direction of the attraction. Greg wasn’t fond of mazes –neither was Jesse is all actuality but it was for fun- and he liked the craziness inside them. Before he went inside, he glanced back to see Lilly and her friend join Kim –who was chugging a bottle of water like a pro- and Greg who was probably taking food orders around the table. Family safe and accounted for, because Jesse was secretly paranoid about that, he entered the house of mirrors. It wasn’t anything completely terrifying or scary like some people thought, plus he was a bit old to get frightened by his own reflection, but it was entertaining. Jesse moved through the different parts and chuckled every once in a while. He would never admit that someone moving ahead of him had startled him for a moment, and since no-one was around to see it, he’d take it to his grave.
Jesse could hear some voices ahead, a girl and guy if he wasn’t mistaken, probably a couple who’d come in for a look or something, but he rethought that when he came around the corner and actually laid eyes on them. Well, he wasn’t one to judge relationships but she did look a tad young for him. Not his place though, so Jesse refrained from commenting. He stopped in front of one of the mirrors, one that made him look a lot more stacked that he was, and he grinned as he struck a bit of a pose. “You know, I need to get me one of these. Or they should make them into glasses,” he said randomly. “Then everyone would look funny all the time,” he added, flicking the mirror for a moment before he made to move on.
As he wandered past the pair, he peeked into the hall of reflections and grinned. “This place is great,” he commented, waving a hand a little and watching as his million reflections did the same. “Sorry if I was intruding on anything,” Jesse said suddenly, realizing he had just kind of butt into the middle of them.
words: 784 ---- tag: chameleon, rebecca, robert, howard
Howie figured, every once in a while, it was safe to go out and get some fun. So when he heard about what was going on at the amusement park he decided to try it out. The donation was a simple pair of his old running shoes. They were worn out but not so much as his shoes from playing baseball. He also threw in some old jerseys that weren’t completely lost. The least someone could do to give donations was give halfway decent stuff. After some time debating, about a minute, Howie left for the amusement park. He would have asked Macy or possibly either of his parents but they were all busy with work or practice. The sixteen year old was thankful that he wasn’t that pressured to get a few extra hours at the gym in. It surprised him, making him slightly weary of when that blow was going to come. Instead, he called a few friends to go out with him. Two of them agreed and off they went.The first thing that Howie did was go over to a couple of the competitive games. Boasting to friends and a couple other people, he got a little nervous when it came down to bringing down the hammer. He hated the extra attention. Why did he have to call it to himself? Oh yeah, he was talking to his friends and then unconsciously raised his voice. Well, if he did good it would not make a difference. If he embarrassed himself… that would be a problem. Gripping the handle tightly, he brought it down hard. His muscles screamed at the impact. A hammer colliding with something was more forceful than throwing a smaller baseball. He looked up at the meter as it, almost, got to the top. That was good enough. The prize was some prism flashlight that used different settings and colors. It looked cheap with no obvious place to put batteries once it ran out, but it looked entertaining.Looking for a reward, his first thought was some food. Then he thought of how it was not the most appetizing food that was offered here. If he got home early, he could prepare something himself. He agreed to split up with the other guys, giving them a brief nod in farewell. They said something about running off to scare each other over the rollercoaster. Howie shook his head, a grin on his face. He would have to try that soon. He wouldn’t want his friends to be embarrassed in their fright. The path he randomly chosen- it had been a while since last coming to the park- he found himself upon the hall of mirrors. Thinking about it for a second, he decided it would be fun. Howie walked inside, giving a small nod to the person beside the entrance. Mirrors looked out at him and looking at the different reflections made him laugh. Suddenly struck by an idea, he pulled out the flashlight reward. Dancing the light off the different mirrors, blue, green, red and normal white, maybe he was the one who should be embarrassed from acting like a little kid. It was entertaining though.He moved on, shining his light and watching it bounce off and follow along with his reflection. A little while through, he spotted a small group. Two guys and a girl, the girl looked closer to his age but they all looked older than him. Huh, he would think kids would enjoy this most. It wasn’t so embarrassing acting childlike after all not if everybody else currently in here was older than him. He paused for a second, not wanting to bother them and to avoid making the place crowded. Howie was not claustrophobic but there were only so many people that could stand nearby each other in here before it got crowded. Instead, he contented himself by reflecting the red light off the mirror that was making him look fat.
1.rebecca --- you rolled a three -- the monster goes free! perhaps it's the fact that you're in the hall of mirrors and it's easy to mistake a reflection for the real thing. so even though you'll gain your powers and become sailor cosmos, you'll be unable to stop the monster... and it shall live to see another day. that's just too bad.
2.robert --- you rolled a one -- physical injury! things are a bit chaotic with the monster trying to attack you, and in your attempts to get away before it can get you, you'll end up with a twisted ankle. look on the bright side -- you'll at least avoid being touched by it's deadly powers.
3.jesse --- you rolled a five -- hero for a day! perhaps it's because you feel the need to protect the children of your boss, because today you're going to feel the need to try and step in and help someone to safety. thankfully you'll be able to do it without much trouble, and some may even call you a hero for it. yay!
4.howie --- you rolled a two -- temporarily gain a power! luck is partially on your side tonight, and you will gain a magical power for a short time. it would be nice to say that the power enables you to defeat the monster, but as great as the ability to create a psionic sword is, you probably won't get a chance to use it on the actual monster. there are reflections aplenty to try and destroy though...
There was a lot of excitement in the air. Chameleon could feel it as people wandered through the mirrors. It had some fun, stepping behind a person and shifting itself into something they feared most. Seeing them turn around with a gasp, and then screaming when they realized the object was actually there was the type of energy that Chameleon thrived upon. It made it powerful to know that it could scare humans away -- it was like a game.
It found itself reveling in a girl running off in tears, its form changing from the pale, dead grandmother of that girl into its normal gray form. It moved further into the maze of mirrors, seeking another human to prey upon. Not far away it could feel a prick of power... it closed its eyes, allowing itself to feel out the fears of the humans closest to it. Failure, loss... cockroaches... a tarantula.
Eyes flashed open, its form already shifting until it was a small tarantula. The Chameleon skittered its way toward the girl that feared tarantulas, growing with each step. It wouldn't be long before the girl would notice it, and then the fun would really begin.
As soon as the older man mentioned that he was a reporter, any angry retort about to spring from Rebecca's mouth was gone. This was why she had brought herself out to the carnival in the first place rather than dropping the donations off and leaving. True the guy was a tad weird with his babbling but if her comments wound up in the paper - in the right context and light of course - she'd forgive him. Good press was good press after all. "I'm Rebecca Tanaka and I'd love to answer questions on today's event." she replied to his introduction, holding out her hand for him to shake. "I'm the student body president of the St. Teresa's Academy." she began with her best "winning" smile. "I'm actually here with a few of my peers on the council; we brought in several boxes of donations for today's charity- non perishable foods, clothing and even gently used toys - on top of the donation we each used to get in. The girls at the school really outdid themselves and we hope it demonstrates that St. Teresa's is more than just another closed off private school. Since taking the reigns of the council this has been our second charity event this summer and I'm so glad they've both gone off without a hitch." Thank God for small mercies - the final weekend of the Lantern Festival had apparently resulted in one of those monster attacks.
While she stopped to breathe and waited for Robert the Reporter to ask her more questions - hopefully related to St. Teresa's efforts - another man came round the corner and when he realized he was not alone, made a crack about making the mirrors into glasses. Rebecca managed a weak smile in order to look like the good humoured philanthropist in training that she was aiming to project to the reporter...and tried not to think about how close such a thought was to the one she had thought of earlier. However from the way he phrased his apology for intruding, Becca's eyebrows went up and she coloured slightly. Was he just implying that I'm on a date with this guy? She was about to protest - after all not only was she a high school student (and therefore encouraged not to date) but the reporter was definitely not her type by any stretch of the imagination. However before she could do so she thought she saw something out of the corner of her eye, something that scurried about on way too many legs. By the the time Rebecca turned to look at the creature head on she was able to confirm it was definitely a tarantula...though many, many times larger than the one Robin Kan had dropped down the back of her shirt at a summer camp back in elementary school. Unable to help herself, Rebecca shrieked at the top of her lungs and scrambled backwards, finally taking off down the next corner when it was the size of a large dog and looking like it was about to pounce.
As she ran down one of the paths, unsure if it was the right one or not, she felt a sudden warmth on her right wrist. Stopping, the girl looked down and realized the heat - and now a pale bronze light - was coming from the crystal moon she'd found at the lantern festival and later attached to the charm bracelet that had once belonged to her mother. The more she looked at the glowing crystal, the more sure she became that she could do more than run and hide. "COSMOS PRISM POWER! MAKE UP!" With that there was a whirl of shadows surrounding Rebecca and when they disappeared she emerged, in an outfit with a skirt a tad shorter than she would have liked, as Sailor Cosmos. Filled with a sudden burst of confidence, Sailor Cosmos retraced her steps before finding the monster again. Yes tarantulas are creepy but this is something worse. You can do this."OI! Gruesome! Good luck trying to scare us when lost in the darkness." she called to the giant tarantula - or more accurately mutant tarantula since it looked like it was trying to change shape. Closing her eyes, Sailor Cosmos brought one arm past the gem on her tiara calling out "Cosmic Shadow Flare!" At "flare" she raised her hands over her head where a ball of shadows hovered between them. Grinning when she saw the creature to her left, the Soldier of Shadows extend her arms forward, sending the dark sphere hurtling at the creature, secure that somehow the ball would destroy what it hit.
Tag:the awakening gang Words: 780 Notes: ick, another three Credits:lumos OF Caution.
The girl held him with a wary gaze maybe he was acting too much of a kid for his age but in some ways Robert didn't care but once he introduced himself the girl warmed up quickly enough. It wasn't too surprising as there were several people who wanted their few moments of fame but this girl, this girl was golden she was chalk full of information and it sounded like she could provide all the parts he would need for his article and she would get her few moments of fame in the process because what she and her school were doing was outstanding really, great for an article at least!
But things got interupted by a guy coming into view talking about the mirrors. "Actually," he started to answer and try to explain what he was doing. It was probably good to have a second source even if the girl was a freaking gold mine of information, but he never got very far in his explanation when a rather huge spider came crawling their way. Now Robert wasn't really scared of the bug in general but he wasn't fond of them either and was certainly put off by this large monstrosity that seemed to be coming their way. "What the?" he demanded backing away eyes not tearing away from the creature as it scuttled forward and then started to change. This was an attack!? Here now? Yes he wanted to be witness to them but not in the middle of them! Last attack there wasn't a scout and he wasn't expecting one now but then she arrived and he was glad of it but he was taking no chances and started to run like a few others who had caught glimpses of the creature, the only problem was it was near impossible to find away out when it was hard to tell if it was a person or reflection coming at him and before he knew it he stepped wrong his foot going one way and his body going another. He let out a loud yelp of pain and was down needing help to get the rest of the way out of the hall of mirrors seeing as he couldn't put weight on his stupid food now, he'd messed up his ankle some how.
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It was just simply polite manners to apologize for interrupting someone’s conversation… or whatever was going on there though that too wasn’t his place to comment on. Sure the guy looked a bit old for the girl but, well, he didn’t have much right to say anything. Or think anything really but Jesse was just human and somewhat susceptible. Still, he pushed aside thoughts of the pair and whatever they were to one another when the guy replied to his apology. He didn’t get very far though, his attention being grabbed by something Jesse himself couldn’t yet see, and Jesse figured that was probably his cue to move on. At least until the girl let out an ear splitting scream that almost had him covering his own ears out of reflex. Actually, he did, wincing a little as well. If nothing else, she had a good set of lungs on her. By the time he righted himself- and his ears somewhat stopped ringing- Jesse realized the girl was gone. And he saw the tarantula for the first time. No wonder she’d freaked. The thing was most certainly not a normal tarantula and, though he was no expert, it most certainly did not look like part of the attraction.
Smart girl. If nothing else, Jesse could praise her survival instincts. It also didn’t help that the thing was reflected in every mirror around them, thus making it almost impossible for Jesse to tell exactly where it had come from. What he did see though was someone step out from one of the corners and, just like that, it hit him like a freight train. This had to be one of those Senshi he kept hearing about in the papers. Which would make that tarantula a monster –unless they’d branched out into pest control which he doubted- and Jesse felt actual relief. He’d heard of some of these creatures getting away, but just the girl being here was more reassuring than anything else. When she started throwing dark balls around, he figured it was time to vacate the premises.
Tagging on to the back of some of the people who were fleeing the place too –and Jesse wondered where they’d all come from silently- he headed out with them. At least until the guy from a moment ago went down in front of him. There weren’t enough people to worry about him getting trampled or anything, though he might cop a kick or two on the way, but since he didn’t look to be getting back up on his own, Jesse stopped. “Here,” he said, reaching down and half pulling the guy up with him. He couldn’t carry him, no matter what his sister joked about him working out, but he could help him limp outside if nothing else. They didn’t move as fast as the others, obviously, but when they reached the door and Jesse broke out into the sunlight, he saw some people outside must have caught onto the panic and were rushing around too. Instinctively, his eyes sought out Greg and the girls, but they were where he’d left them, though huddled closer together as Greg kept them from being shuffled away. ‘Thank god,’ he thought, helping the guy down the metal steps and away from the hall.
“You think you can walk? If not, we can call an ambulance,” Jesse said to the guy, hobbling with him over to his siblings who broke out in relief when they spotted him.
words: 582 ---- tag: chameleon, rebecca, robert, howard
Howie continued to flash the light into the mirror. Taking a step to the side, he was now in front of a mirror that made him look like an hourglass. His head looked tripled the size. A laugh rose in his throat. There were good things about coming down to the amusement park. It had been a while since he had a good laugh. There was the looming thought of the next season and the stress that came from that. Of’ course, that was the last thing on his mind. If it came to the forefront he would push it back. Now, being in the hall of mirrors, the stress was easy to push back. It was easy to laugh. He spun the laser light in circles. The flashlight went from a red back to a normal white. Yes, this was entertaining. He couldn’t get distracted forever. He did want to get home and make dinner before anybody else arrived. With that thought in mind he slowly walked back to the entrance.He had decided to ignore the other people in this section of the house of mirrors. It was crowded and beside some weird group pictures there was nothing to do here. That changed once he heard the commotion. He had no idea what it could be but he had a bad feeling about the whole thing. He had no warrior’s instinct though some things just screamed danger. This was confirmed when he heard a young woman’s scream. He looked up to see what it was. All the mirrors made it hard to focus. He finally got his bearings to see what looked like a large spider, a tarantula? The people he took note of earlier already made their escape it looked like. From the corner of his eye he spotted what looked like one of the sailor warriors coming out to try and attack.Howie did not know what he should do. He guessed because the solider came out that it was a monster. First assuming it was the reflections he saw that made it look so big. He guessed wrong, supposedly. He was frozen in place for a moment. Not out of fright, it was shock of all this happening. When he spotted an attack, what he guessed as an attack, going toward the tarantula he felt a hum in his hand. Looking down, the prism flashlight-laser thing had suddenly transformed into a type of sword. He looked around, seeing a tarantula coming out at him. He made a wide swipe at it… glass shattered. A sound of frustration escaped him. Trying again came up with the same result. They were just mirrors. Howie felt he could attack mirrors constantly until he hit the real thing. The frustration will certainly keep him going. Sense flashed through his mind however, and he knew that 1) chances that he hit the monster were slim and 2) he could possibly be found later and have to pay for the broken mirrors. Aiming one more time to try and take the monster up came to yet another broken mirror. He shrugged, trying not to seem angry at the failure to hit a target. Now what he had to do was get out. Howie slowly made his way to the exit. The mirrors made it harder but there were only a couple paths he could take. Finding one that was not a reflection in a mirror, he progressed toward the exit.
Chameleon got a sick pleasure out of seeing the humans attack a series of mirrors. It had tricked them once again, much like it always did when individuals came into this particular attraction. The girl had looked so very satisfied in her assumption that she had destroyed Chameleon while it was in tarantula form. But the mirror that exploded, toppling over another would only prove that silly creature wrong.
The boy seemed to pick up its mistake when his own power only broke a mirror. Funny, though, Chameleon hadn't realized the boy had powers as well. He hadn't transformed like the girl had, but somehow or another he had created his psychic sword to try and attack Chameleon. It was a shame Chameleon couldn't go up against him, or even toy with the girl further. Their respective mirror breaking had caused enough ruckus to bring people crashing into the tent to see what the matter was.
Shifting it's form again, Chameleon slunk away in the shadows, prepared to have another go another day.
For a few moments, Sailor Cosmos surveyed the damage, feeling pleased with herself. However when the shadows and the smoke cleared away all that she could see was broken glass. "NO!" she shrieked out of reflex. It wasn't the most dignified response but really no one could tell who she was (unless they'd seen her transform) and it was far better than swearing. Something she wouldn't do, even with the costume protecting her identity. (And protect her identity it would - no one who knew her would never think that Becca would wear such a short skirt. That alone would deflect suspicion.)
A deafening crash somewhere to her right caught her attention - there was a young boy who seemed to have a sword made from his flashlight - something which caused her eyebrows to brush up against her tiara. She'd heard of the other senshi like herself and seen that one guy, but he'd worn a uniform. This boy was in street clothes. Still, help was appreciated. Except when it wasn't helpful. Like her, the boy only managed to strike the mirrors. "Where did it go?" she asked, looking around. She could hear the sounds of something scuttling off and narrowed her eyes. The darn creature was trying to escape! Refusing to let it, Sailor Cosmos tried to follow the sound only to come out one of the exits...and into a throng of people. Hissing in shock, she backed into the maze and willingly got herself lost. She wasn't going back out until she was back to normal...
...Something which happened all on its own. Interesting. Running back towards what she hoped was the entrance, she tried to act as if she was scared. This would have been easier had I not calmed down after the ride. she groused. Once out, she was convincingly out of breath. Spying one of her cohorts from the school council, Rebecca ran over and tried to act casual and like she'd been part of the group while people thronged the exits, trying to find where the senshi was. Flashing a quick "hi there" smile at the council girls, Rebecca tried scanning the crowd for the reporter she'd been talking to before all hell broke loose and frowned when she couldn't find him. And it's not like he's going to call now that a monster attack happened. So much for some good publicity.
Tag: awakening gangWords: 399 Notes: whoot, welcome sailor cosmos, becca out Credits:lumos OF Caution.