GURPS Negima/Pokemon Crossover Campaign

Interesting. I have also finished a new fluff piece so here is my reply to you!

With war looming over Mahora Academy, the Darkness has begun its work. For a night it has broken free of Conjack’s body and begun its dark intentions. With a twisted version of one of my favorite poems, the Darkness has begun to act upon its dark work and it is seeking someone to tread the path of darkness alongside of it.

Setsuna screamed out as the main academy building erupted into a wall of fire, sending out a storm of molten glass and rubble that slashed at her body like burning hot claws, digging small holes in her extended wings as she tried to fight her way towards the class room that she knew no longer existed, having been blown from reality along with all those within before her very eyes.
She could hear screaming in the air around her but could see nor sense anyone around her as she flew among the debris, a massive skeleton of the building that still stood somehow, despite the force of the explosion. Black shapes moved in the shadows of the flames where the voices of panic came from, some calling for help, some calling for lost friends and loved one, some even calling out for death as the crackling of the flames seemed to only grow louder as it engulfed the ruins around her.
“Help us!”
“Oh my god!”
“Please…”
“We’re trapped”
“Anyone? Help us!”
“Set-Chan!”
Setsuna’s eyes shot open as a single voice cried out of the burning hell around her, seeming far louder and desperate than any other. A voice that beaconed for her to come with both the screech of fear and the laughter of childhood, begging to be both saved and joined as another explosion tore through the remaining building on the other ending of the academy. The night’s sky was illuminated with a fiery red that engulfed the moon and sky around it like a massive bone fire. More screaming filled the air before there was the sound of clicking and something fell upon the academy, a wave of absolute blackness that swarmed down like a massive wave. The screaming reached a fever pitch as the blackness reached them before ending abruptly, leaving nothing but the crackling of the flames as the blackness twirled around them in a seeming desperation to avoid the light that the flames gave off. Then the voice called out again, a single beacon of fear and hope in the hell around her.
“Set-Chan!!”
“Ojō-sama!” Setsuna yelled out as she burst into movement, her soot blackened wings beating out a terrible beat as she soared through the burning wasteland, searching for the source of the calling with ever increasing desperation. Below her the stream of darkness seemed to follow her lead, swarming across the land as she moved, keeping level with her no matter how fast or slow she moved. The black silhouettes of students, seeming to shimmer and bend as if they were made of smoke, broke free of the rubble and tried to run from the blackness, only to be consumed by its impossible speed with an ear shattering scream. She somehow felt their life force shatter as they vanished beneath the darkness, a million sets of yellow eyes seeming to stare up at her with such longing.
Looking up she found the very sky blackened by darkness, an eternal night seeping into her world with its ice cold tendrils as the last of the screaming was cut short with a quick blast of light from her far left, the last beacon of hope immediately being assailed on all sides by the black tide, bathing all the shadowy students within in emptiness until there was nothing but silence.
“Set-Chan! Help me!”
A gasp of fear broke from Setsuna’s mouth as she looked down to see a single figure standing below her, a lone girl back up against a burning wall as the tide of blackness seep in around her, moving slower than before as if it was toying with its last prey. She was bathed in a bright light, making her stand out in the world of darkness like a lone candle in the tomb of the world.
“Konoka!”
The shadows exploded into a chorus of clicking and hissing as she soared down, her instinctively drawn sword slicing cleanly through the night as if it was but smoke, only for it to solidify around her and slam against her body with shattering force. She heard Konoka cry out as she was flown through the air with terrible force, sending a cloud of ash and smoke into the air from the spot that she crashed against, but the girl made no movement towards her guardian as she pulled herself back to her feet and swung the blade around again, only to find the darkness melt beneath her blow and strike out around it, cutting a long gash along her back with enough force to tear skin and clothe alike. Setsuna screamed as she fell to her knees and three massive tendrils of darkness swung out from the shadows and wrapped around her wings and stomach, lifting her high into the air as Konoka simply stood and watched below in utter silence.
“’Welcome to my parlour’ said the spider to the fly”
Setsuna struggled in vain against the iron grip of the tendrils as a pitch black snake, with teeth as long as her forearms descended from the pitch black sky, its body seeming to never end as it lowered downward to hover inches before her face, massive black spikes running along its spine. Its eyes glowed a fierce yellow as it sneered at her, its long body seeming to sway from left to right in the wind as a low voice whispered out to her, singing its rhyme. The tendrils slithered around her and swung her around to see a second snake circling around Konoka, who simply stood and smiled at it as the snake seemed to hold her in its hypnotic gaze, almost reaching out and stoking the dark abomination as the first snake continued its rhyme.
“’Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy”
Then an explosion of darkness tore one of the few still standing walls apart as a massive figure punched its way into the burning room. The black figure of a muscle bound man sneered as it made its way forward, the blackness seeming to part to allow him past as he marched into the room. The snakes sneered at each other before withdrawing, moving to hover above the tide of darkness like generals standing over their armies as the tendrils held Setsuna firm. Below, Konoka gave a low sigh as she begun to walk towards the black figure, her hands held up to take the extended hand of the pitch black barbarian.
Setsuna tried to scream out for her but no sound came from her mouth save a low squeak that made one of the snakes look up from Konoka and smile at her as the barbarian took the girl in his arms. There was a low hiss of energy and with a squeak of terror from the pinned Setsuna, Konoka’s entire body was engulfed in utter blackness and the two figures parted, looking up at her with glowing yellow eyes before they simply exploded into a mass of tentacles and hissing snakes that howled and snapped at the air as they merged together, leaving a single fan lying torn on the floor where Konoka had once stood. It hissed and snarled at her, laughing hoarsely before its jaw parted and it lunged forward, clamping shut around her head…

Setsuna tossed and turned in her bed as she fought to break free of her nightmare, headless of the snake the hovered just over her bed, deep red streaks of light running over its long body as it watched the strained look of fear and pain that lay across her face before rising up back into the shadows of the roof.
It had spent all of its energy braking its will free on Conjack’s body for the night and it was now exhausted, ready to return to him for now…now that its work was done. Casting a last look at the tortured girl it gave a low chuckle.
[Sleep well dear Setsuna. And dream of the future that you fear. Dream of the barbarian that fights for what you dread and dream of the blackness that can consume your world and prevent you from saving the one you love. And dream of the destruction that all you know will soon face. Soon you will thirst for the power that you need to save it all…and when that time comes…you will know where to go. And I will be waiting]
And with a final, quite cackle of laughter, the snake slithered back into the shadows and returned to Conjack’s sleeping form back in Evangeline’s cottage. Leaving Setsuna to suffer in her torture until the sun kissed her cheek hours later…

Just a quick update: I've updated the Front Page w/ the theme for someone mentioned in my last fluff bit. Yes, he is VERY relevant.

Also, nice corruption bit. When what's gonna happen, happens, you're gonna raeg, I'm gonna lol, and the plot';s gonna kick in for realz. As in, end of Act 1, type of thing.

Got a little bit of a present for you Cam! Full stats and costs for a Keyblade! Yay!

Keyblade

Base Weapon: Fine Ornamental Light Club (Dmg: sw+1 cr or thr+1 cr, Reach 1, Parry 0)
Enchantments: +2 Accuracy, +2 Damage, +1 Parry, Lockmaster at will, Ghost Weapon vs. Heartless, Armor Divisor 2 vs. Heartless, Quick Draw, Pocket Dimension (Keyblade Only), Loyal Sword
Cost: $290000 (29 Points of Specialised Equipment)

Wow. That's worth alot. Especially since it's so pimpin', what with the whole 'Ornamental' thing. Also, it's kinda kick ass, as it can open any non-Magelocked lock automatically, and even those it gets to attempt to open! That, and it deals one metric fuckton of damage, for a one handed club that requires ST 10 to use!

I just know that my Heartless are going to suffer when he attacks next session...awsome!
I've sent him a text to let him knowyou posted this.

Nice, cheers! Also, I've worked out a way to convert his current keyblade, a +1 club, into this peice of awesome: He merely unlocks more of the power in his keyblade.

Also, you're all gonna get an experience bonus of 30CP if you save Zazie from Sandalphon, mainly because surviving a fight with the Angel of Power can have that effect on you. Firstly, because Cam needs to buy his Keyblade, but also because, after statting all of Octagonal Circle, I've realised I'd rather you didn't all die in one overclimactic battle right at the beginning of the campaign.

Good now everyone else has the motivaion to save Zazie! This is now officialy war, and the Darkness thrives on war...

They already had a motivation: Survival! This guy will pull out your organs and use them as bondage gear when he's raping the twins if he gets the chance! He's beyond fucked up!

Typing that has made me feel sick, now. Goddamn it.

bondage gear when he's raping the....
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I can honestly not think of anything to reply to that...
[Hahahahahahahahaha]

Good! Pedophilic rape is not a matter to joke about! However, it is a matter that I will use to make some of my NPCs into complete monsters. It's funny because I occasionally make myself throw up!

This guy was allready high on Conjack's hit list, now hes fecking top! If simply to protect the twins after what they have allready been through.

Yeah, you can try, you really can. But, really, you've got no chance. Also, IC you don't know shit about what he does. You will soon, though. Now, who do you think I should have him kill first, Makie or Ako?

EDIT: Also, they got off lucky. After a second check of my plans, I found out that, if the session when Kaede died had been able to go on, you wouldn't've seen her jump out in front of you, you'd've found her having hung herself in front of the twins. Yeah. Trauma, much?

As I read that, all i could hear was the sound of the Darkness snarling in my head.
This isnt darkness, this is just mindless butchery...

DorianCreed wrote:Pedophilic rape is not a matter to joke about!

Dude, what's wrong with your sense of humour? Nah, I'm just kidding, makes sense.

So, a catholic priest and an 8 year old boy walk into a bar...

Nice

FUCK YEAH dorian you sexy man love my keyblade ^^ and if i die before i get it! there will be real life hell to play.....

You don't want to die? What am I saying, of course you don't. However, if your goal is merely survival, here's a point of advice: Don't fight Sandalphon. Ever. He is, literally by definition, the Angel of Power, and he is one crazy mother fucker (probably not literally, I haven't decided) as explained previously.

Fair enough i plan on dual weilding keyblades (2nd one is gonna be Fenrir) so might last a bit longer....

Yeah, that might cost you a lot in Signiture Gear. I mean A LOT. As in, 58 points, type of 'a lot'. Still, just keep saving, yeah? You'll get there eventually.

[22:19] <@Dorian> When we last left off, a mysterious winged stranger had punted Zazie Rainyday through a building, and, after having subsequently knocked her out, and initiated a fight with you.
[22:24] <@Dorian> "Hah! This is gonna be FUN!" The man shouts, as he flies into the air, spinning his ornamental katana in his hand. He summons a chain in his other hand, spinning it above his head in an elegant flourish.
[22:25] <@Spiritcurse> I draw my maul and step in front of Zazie, in a defensive stance.
[22:25] <@Dark> [Behold Jackie!] the Darkness howls [A chance for me to show you how our powers can save those you care for]
[22:26] <@Dark> the shadows bubble and the Heartless swarm around me as the snakes snarl and snap the air
[22:28] <@Ven> having seen the fighting i jump and glide over to the inpending fight
[22:29] <@Ven> impending*
[22:29] <@Spiritcurse> I take another step forward and pause, wondering what the heartless will do. "Stay back, demon" I utter to the stranger.
[22:31] <@Dark> I am strangly silent as i raise my hand and flick my wrist. The Heartless bust into a hail of clicking sounds before eight swarm aroud his and two move back, wrapping their claws around Zazie and beginning to carry her away
[22:32] <@Dark> [They are your slaves to command because of me Jackie}
[22:33] <@Ven> I hit the ground running and summon my keyblade "Die Vermin!" and charge the heartless dragging a girl away
[22:38] <@Dorian> The man snarls, "Oh no, you don't!" He moves with seemingly supernatural speed, blocking the path of the heartless. He then takes a swing at one of them, annihilating it instantly.
[22:40] <@Dark> A single glowing heart raises into the air, swirling around in a strange dance of joy at being released before vanishing
[22:42] <@Ven> i stop screaming and running and stare a the man attacking Hrar and Prof. Conjack and shout " what the feth?!"
[22:43] <@Ven> *Pichu is shouting to attack the heartless
[22:45] <@Spiritcurse> I walk up to the man, then bellow loudly. My maul bursts into flame and I become shrouded in light. With another scream of determination, I swing the maul towards the stranger, aiming to smash through his blade, arm, body, and the wall behind him.
[22:48] <@Dark> Snarling as the snakes turn towards Ven, i flick my wrist again and the Heartless charge. All eight of the clicking monsters grabbing every limb they could and pulling him to the ground.
[22:50] <@Dark> "I have no time to play with you maggot" The snakes snarl at Ven
[22:51] <@Dorian> As Hrar's blow impacts, the mysterious man's katana shatters into a million molten fragments, leaving only a slightly charred hilt.
[22:54] <@Dorian> The heartless grab Karm, holding him in place almost perfectly as he squirms in an appempt to break free.
[22:55] <@Dark> Sneering as I see him fall, a barbed tendral of Darkness raises and lunges fowrad, aiming to impaile him through the lungs
[23:00] <@Dorian> A wet splattering sound emenates from the mysterious man's lung as the tendril of Darkness pierces it, blood splattering the floor. The man seems to not even notice.
[23:01] <@Dark> Sneering, one of the heads tilts to see the remainging Heartless continue to pull Zazie away
[23:04] <@Dorian> The man's eyes flash red. "Goddamn, that was my favorite suit!"
[23:05] <@Dorian> A pile of chains materialise at his feet, and jump up of their own accord, smashing the heartless holding him down away. He then proccedes to stand up, the hole in his chest only seeming to mildly inconvenience him.
[23:08] <@Ven> i run and swing my keyblade at him aiming for the head
[23:10] <@Dorian> As Karm swings his keyblade, he moves at phenomenal speed, ducking under the blow.
[23:18] <@Ven> Pichu charges up a huge amount of eletrical energy and lets it loose right into the chest of the strange man
[23:22] <@Dorian> As the bolt impacts, the man merely smiles evilly. "Good one. That almost tickled."
[23:27] *** Ven quit (Ping timeout)
[23:27] *** cam (Camokasi@sux-D0E9C1F1.threembb.co.uk) joined
[23:27] *** Dorian sets channel #LegionRPG mode +o cam
[23:28] <@Spiritcurse> I swing the flaming maul, crying on the powers of the sun to aid me. Time almost slows down as the hammer hums towards his head.
[23:28] *** cam changed nick to Ven
[23:29] <@Dorian> The maul impacts, turning his head into a fine red mist. As it impacts, you can see his smile compressed to one side of his face, his eyes slowly widening in shock and pain.
[23:29] <@Dorian> His body falls to the floor, landing in a crippled heap.
[23:29] <@Dark> THe snakes exploded into an extasy of screaming and laughing at the brutle act
[23:30] <@Spiritcurse> Not seeming to notice he died, I keep swinging.
[23:30] <@Ven> I walk over calmly and make the death touch sign " pass into the void" and walk back to pichu
[23:31] <@Dark> The Heartless click like crazy as the backway slowly, seeming almost afread of Hrar
[23:31] <@Spiritcurse> It's only when the fires die away from my maul that I realise the ash heap before me was what we were fighting.
[23:31] <@Spiritcurse> After a further minute or so, I stop swinging.
[23:32] <@Spiritcurse> "Now, we must ensure this demon is slain. Take some of the ashes, spread them in the oceans."
[23:33] <@Dorian> A figure steps out of the shadows between two buildings. He is wearing a tie-dye suit, orange glasses, and sandals, and he has an afro. Iocus.
[23:33] <@Dorian> "I can;t let you do that, cave boy."
[23:33] <@Spiritcurse> "Excuse me? I am a cleric of the sun."
[23:33] <@Dark> [Allready they argue? how pathetic]
[23:34] <@Dorian> "We need the ashes in order to give him a proper burial. You know, to make sure his spirit passes on."
[23:34] <@Spiritcurse> "He is a demon, he has no spirit."
[23:34] <@Dark> "How about this?" The Darkness snarls as i step fowrad
[23:35] <@Dorian> "He's no demon. He is the fallen angel Sandalphon, and you" he points at Conjack, "need to time out."
[23:35] <@Dark> I raise my hand and with a flush of cold winds the Heartless desend upon the ashes and pull them into the shadows. Leaving not even a speck of dirt
[23:35] <@Dark> "You were saying? Vermin"
[23:36] <@Ven> i have given him a burial fit for my foes he needs no more
[23:38] <@Dorian> As a psychic surge rolls over the battlefeild, Conjack falls limp onto the ground, now in a coma.
[23:38] <@Dorian> "Sleep, shadow boy, and never wake again."
[23:41] <@Dorian> He waves his hand, and the ashes of Sandalphon rise from the ground, moving and compressing into a sphere. He smiles, and fades out, a whisper being the only remenants of his presence: "Give it an hour. The shadow child will wake then"
[23:43] <@Dorian> END OF SESSION

awesome, Jack says sorry for that, also does pichu get points? + i have 48 points overall thats just with the 30 added =p

Well, what % of your points is Pichu built on? He gets that much of the points you gain.

Also, tell Jack it's ok. If he needs a corpse for fluff, he'll get at least one by the end of the second day. Of course, he may not want to use the second day corpse(s). Don't worry, it's not one of your favorites, [insert name here], as far as I'm aware. In fact, I think it may be one of the kindest deaths I've got planned.

I'll PM everyone that session's points as soon as I work them out, k?

A courpse is a courpse to the Darkness regreatablly, I have no control over what it wants to do (literally...its like its own will whenever I write for it)...

Really? How does it feel about corpses with no brains?

A corpse is a corpse.
Remember you said how horrified you were about what your creation (Sandman) would do? Yer, that how I feel about the Darkness

Yeah, the sandman (Sandalphon) was fucked up. However, he isn't the worst of Octagonal Circle. His crimes were just the start of the terror that Octagonal Circle could do if they got going. Also, they are nowhere, repeat: NOWHERE as bad as their boss. At all. If you consider what sandy would've done about as bad as petty theft, then this guy is millions of times worse than Hitler.

Oh, and just for future reference, remeber this: Octagonal Circle have a healer. A bloody good one, at that. If you check out their themes, you should be able to guess who it is.

On that note, I'mma put up a new session theme, just as soon as I'm done with this post (and finding it! )

I would like to say that the Darkness is the same if it is allowed to be (becuase it is) but you wont let me.

Now, why would I say that? Put it this way: The Darkness is basically corruption and evil given (semi-)physical form, right? Yeah, the aforementioned last boss is basically the physical embodiment of destruction, fear, power, magic, and the bishonen line. So, see, if the darkness ever gets released into the world, it'd probably be just as dangerous as the last boss. So, yeah. Go for it!