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omegafriends2014-08-24 10:18 pm
the_evil_forces_of_me) wrote in omegafriends2014-08-24 10:18 pm
These Hands Have Not Been Idle
Things have been quiet from the subdimensional plane that Snake Mountain exists on, but that doesn't mean that things have not been busy. No, the overlord of that place has been hard at work and now that work has come to fruition. And at such a happy time, with the Omegafriends in chaos thanks to Lady Blue's handiwork.
Skeletor stands before his newest creation, a machine of twisted black metal and gears, and chuckles darkly to himself. Panthor snarls at his side.
"At last, after weeks of work, it's finally done. All that remains..." a clawed hand emerges from beneath his cloak, holding half of a small purple stone. A trophy from a battle from long ago, and now an important component in his plans, "... is the final piece."
Eye sockets blazing he steps forward and places the Precure Seed into its place at the center of the twisted mechanism. Immediately the device hums to life and begins churning and spinning.
"Yes! It works!" He spins around, sending out the call to his Warriors stationed throughout the city. "Begin the attack!"
One by one the assaults begin as Skeletor's agents located throughout the city surge into action.
The Venture City zoo is thrown into chaos as one of the enclosures explodes outward. Several huge, horned and thick-hided monstrosities charging out and crushing everything in their path.
In the middle of the park, a peaceful artificial lake becomes a scene of panic as a scaley tentacled horror erupts from the middle of it and launches an assault on the unfortunate picnickers.
And even the busy streets of Venture City are not safe. All around vending machines are morphing into bizarre robotic creatures that open fire on the populace with sugary, fizzy explosives!
Watching all of this through the eyes of his scattered Doomseeker's, Skeletor's laughter echoes through his stronghold.
[OOC: You didn't think he was gone, did you? Not even close! Skeletor is taking advantage of the Omegafriends' dissaray to hatch his newest vile scheme! All are welcome to deal with these threats (or cook up your own if you're so inclined). Just note where your characters are and let me know if you need some NPCing of monsters and/or Evil Warriors.
Also, for any of his PC minions reading this feel free to jump in with your own chaos-spreading creations.]
Skeletor stands before his newest creation, a machine of twisted black metal and gears, and chuckles darkly to himself. Panthor snarls at his side.
"At last, after weeks of work, it's finally done. All that remains..." a clawed hand emerges from beneath his cloak, holding half of a small purple stone. A trophy from a battle from long ago, and now an important component in his plans, "... is the final piece."
Eye sockets blazing he steps forward and places the Precure Seed into its place at the center of the twisted mechanism. Immediately the device hums to life and begins churning and spinning.
"Yes! It works!" He spins around, sending out the call to his Warriors stationed throughout the city. "Begin the attack!"
One by one the assaults begin as Skeletor's agents located throughout the city surge into action.
The Venture City zoo is thrown into chaos as one of the enclosures explodes outward. Several huge, horned and thick-hided monstrosities charging out and crushing everything in their path.
In the middle of the park, a peaceful artificial lake becomes a scene of panic as a scaley tentacled horror erupts from the middle of it and launches an assault on the unfortunate picnickers.
And even the busy streets of Venture City are not safe. All around vending machines are morphing into bizarre robotic creatures that open fire on the populace with sugary, fizzy explosives!
Watching all of this through the eyes of his scattered Doomseeker's, Skeletor's laughter echoes through his stronghold.
[OOC: You didn't think he was gone, did you? Not even close! Skeletor is taking advantage of the Omegafriends' dissaray to hatch his newest vile scheme! All are welcome to deal with these threats (or cook up your own if you're so inclined). Just note where your characters are and let me know if you need some NPCing of monsters and/or Evil Warriors.
Also, for any of his PC minions reading this feel free to jump in with your own chaos-spreading creations.]
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Then again, the helmet design did look similar to Kuwagata.
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He's still transformed, yes?
OOO, huh? Odd name... His eyes narrowed slightly before he nodded once more in understanding. "Because of the belt?" he guessed.
Yep.
More like the potential power that came from those coins slotted in the belt.
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And it would be odd, having two coin-named Riders.
"What organization do you work for?" He didn't think BOARD had created any others, but if this Rider was here... others must be working on similar projects.
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Really, it was more like a business arrangement. A very beneficial arrangement at that.
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But who would outsource something so important...?
This is late. I'm sorry.
"Something like that."
No worries. Tachibana is mostly just trying to get info from him :)
...how long was the OOO going to stay transformed anyway? ...This wasn't another like Hajime Aikawa, was it?
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To his knowledge, Date and Gotou were still back in Japan. He then remembers that he's still in his armor and twists his driver so it's horizontal and pulls it off, letting his transformation fall away.