Ichimonji Hayato | Kamen Rider 2 (
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Entry tags:
- dc animated universe: poison ivy,
- fate series: waver velvet,
- gundam wing: duo maxwell,
- kamen rider: hayato ichimonji,
- magi adventures of sinbad: sinbad,
- sailor moon: ami mizuno,
- sailor moon: haruka tenoh,
- sailor moon: kaioh michiru,
- sailor moon: minako aino,
- sailor moon: rei hino,
- soul eater: maka albarn,
- tales of symphonia: raine sage,
- the dresden files: elaine mallory
Light 'em up (The Calderan Day of Fire)
It's the morning of the 19th and it's clear even to the inexperienced traveler that the city has a different air to it. If it wasn't the atmosphere that got them, then the stalls lining the streets would. Many people are still working on getting set up for the night festival, but the stalls that are complete are lining many corners and they are filled to the brim with bright colors. From afar, the streets look like someone threw a rainbow of paint across the city.
They haven't seen anything yet.
It's not yet time for the festivities so any visitors are free to wander the streets. The natives seem to be delighted if amused at all the people interested in the holiday and are happy to sell anyone as much colored powder as they want. They are glad to explain the fascinating origins of the holiday or even talk shop about what they're planning to show off later in the night. It seems that not even the gloom and unease that might have rolled into town with Union has caused these people to falter with their grandest tradition.
Sometime close to noon is when things change. The natives all kind of stop what they're doing. The colored stalls start to close up and everyone looks tense. Those who visited last year might take this as their cue to get ready.
A long, rattling trumpet sound rings through the streets and that is when all hell breaks loose.
It's every person and pokemon for themselves. Have fun everyone.
[Ooc: Feel free to make your own top levels in addition to using the prompts below! Have fun guys!]
They haven't seen anything yet.
It's not yet time for the festivities so any visitors are free to wander the streets. The natives seem to be delighted if amused at all the people interested in the holiday and are happy to sell anyone as much colored powder as they want. They are glad to explain the fascinating origins of the holiday or even talk shop about what they're planning to show off later in the night. It seems that not even the gloom and unease that might have rolled into town with Union has caused these people to falter with their grandest tradition.
Sometime close to noon is when things change. The natives all kind of stop what they're doing. The colored stalls start to close up and everyone looks tense. Those who visited last year might take this as their cue to get ready.
A long, rattling trumpet sound rings through the streets and that is when all hell breaks loose.
It's every person and pokemon for themselves. Have fun everyone.
[Ooc: Feel free to make your own top levels in addition to using the prompts below! Have fun guys!]
Re: Open!
He whistles loudly, to get the person to look up before he drops his colors - aiming for right in the face!]
Open!
Oh, no you don't! Not again!
[He's not resorting to Mud Shot this year.]
see keyword
I'll be leaving more of my mark on you!
[The teen sticks his tongue out playfully as he leaps onto an awning and used it as a trampoline to get onto a roof]
Oh my god~
[Shaking his head, Waver tightened the fastenings on his jacket and teleported up to the nearby rooftop-- and hurled more colors at Sinbad.]
And don't be an idiot, idiot! Roofs aren't a problem for someone who can teleport!
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[He gasps, coughing as his clothes are splattered, before zooming up and off his feet]
How about the air? Can you fly as well as teleport?
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[Groaning in irritation, he pelted more handfuls of color in Sinbad's direction. He was lost for words, but hopefully his efforts would be felt...!! ]
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Think you can keep up~?
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[Flying was beyond him, but precise calculations of this calibur were not. Not even bothering to dodge the incoming cloud of color, Waver held his ground and threw a couple more in Sinbad's direction.
Sin's own attack would hopefully provide enough cover for his own. No one said that he wasn't allowed to use his brain out here!]