[Akira recoils as soon as the spell is cast, because he recognizes that damn attack. but before he can think about it too much. . .?]
[a haze settles over his mind, soothing and comforting and warm and a bit confusing, but not in a bad way. he sucks in a deep breath and hunches his shoulders, hand pressed against his face as he tries to think through the fog. what was he doing again. . .? oh! that's right. this kid is in trouble, isn't he? and these three-- the redhead, the blue haired guy, and the girl in a mask-- were causing that trouble, right?]
[another breath and Akira snaps up right in one smooth motion, fire dancing around his cheeks as he summons Kohryu, a majestic white dragon, in all of his glory]
-- back off! Kohryu!!
[and a psychic blast of energy careens Ichigo's way. it's only a psy attack tho so it's fairly weak. . .]
That went... bad remarkably quickly. Minato recognizes the spell too, grimacing immediately--]
Heads up, Charm--!
[Welp.
Too late.
There goes Akira, launching an attack at Ichigo, but you know... Minato's played it safe for awhile here, but this sort of scenario isn't one where they can just play around. He doesn't have discharm anymore; he replaced it with Salvation awhile ago, but Salvation's been nerfed to just a Dia, so that's no use now--
So he has to hope Makoto can do something about the actual charm, because Minato's dealing with it by just kind of...launching himself at Akira to try to tackle him to the ground while he's distracted by Ichigo.
I want you guys to just go home, but you suck at listening.
[Oh look the smaller Ichigo has a Shinigami uniform on. And he's taking his sword out and swinging it at Makoto with a particularly strong slashing attack:]
What are you gonna do with that oversized chef knife, make him sushi?
[The attack hits him right in the chest, and he wheezes and falls over - but he's back up on his feet, staring at the Attack name and practically yelling out:]
OH COME ON!
[WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO HIM, INFRONT OF A LOT OF PEOPLE HE LIKES???]
[Akira is so distracted by trying to knock Ichigo down that Minato slams into him with the force of a football player, knocking him off balance and onto his back on the ground. one second later Makoto's energy shower washes over his prone form, and he lets out a pained groan as the haze lifts]
And then Minato's back up immediately. He reaches for his mask, yanking it away. They've been on the defensive too long, really; they need to do something in return.
So he's launching Thanatos (except, you know, 16-bit) tiny Ichigo's way, to try to catch that bladed strike that's aimed towards Makoto on his Persona's sword--
You know, so Makoto can get an attack of her own in, because pissed Makoto seems so much fiercer than anything he personally can bring to the table.]
[ur a pal, Minato, because Makoto is aggressive. And regardless of punching Ichigo before... this time she knows he's part of the dungeon. And she wants to make a point.
With Minato's help, Makoto takes the opportunity to launch herself at Ichino, her fist extended, aiming straight for his face again.]
[Two attacks against this boy kind of really suck, and he flinches and steps back a step as he tries to defend from them. Then it's his turn, and he goes back on the offensive. This time, though, he holds out his hand again:]
Of course you have Bullshit Light Powers.
[Mass paralysis attack.
...which apparently only hits Akira, but. Ok. Get stunned for one turn, pretty boy.]
That is it!! I'm tired of this shit! If you want to play at being me, then match this!
[From the tip of his horn, a glowing red energy ball begins to form. you can feel it's energy crackling away, but it looks like He'll need a turn to prepare it, and it also requires a lot of concentration.]
[and as that Mamudo is cast, Akira feels his muscles finally loosen, which allows him to roll out of the way as the assault whizzes past him. he's back on his feet within seconds, rolling his shoulders back, eyes blazing at being taken out of commission for THREE TURNS IN A ROW, you ass!!]
Who even are you?! At least give us a name! Satanael!
[and Satanael makes another appearance, this time launching a Cosmic Flare (read: Frei, which is a mini nuclear-based magic attack) assault at tiny Ichigo. mostly to distract him to give big Ichigo time to charge]
[Sure, they can do distractions. Minato doesn't even bother to dodge, Thanatos having a natural affinity to dark; the spell's absorbed easily even with his Persona's nerfing, and then he reaches for his mask again.]
Messiah!
[His Megidolaon is... really just a tiny megido, but hey, a blast of almighty energy might help keep tiny Ichigo in place a little while longer as well.]
[Honestly the ray of death might not be needed, bitty Ichigo is getting worn out. He looks close to falling, though he does have time to cast one last spell before getting beat:]
[Too bad, the ray of death is here - and the 'really fucking gay' line just seems to add a layer of rage to it all.
The ball has turned from a tiny red crackle to a massive one, thrumming with power and energy, and to the personas, it'll feel like one hell of an Almighty spell. Raising Zangetsu to the ball, the energy is sucked into the blade, crackling with power as he leaps forward for once during the entire fight, roaring out-]
Gran Rey Cero!
[It's loosened, and the spot where the small Ichigo was errupts in a wide dome of red energy, cracking the walls and sending a massive wave of wind towards the party's way. Ichigo himself disappears into the red, and for a moment, the world is nothing but light and heat and sound.
And then, it fades.
The smaller Ichigo is gone now, and the Ichigo they all know is still there - standing upright, looking as if he didn't even break a sweat. Placing his swords back on his back, he scoffs -]
[it's an attack on par with what his and Minato's Armageddon could have done if their powers weren't nerfed, but. . . Akira barely has time to admire it before the kickback sends him flying through the air and crashing into the nearest wall. the impact is enough to knock the air straight out of him and he slumps onto the ground seconds later, coughing a little as he tries to breathe]
[Minato doesn't even get to appreciate the cheesy one-liner, because then he's also sent tumbling by the recoil of that attack.
(He misses normal Messiah :( )
He's luckier than Akira--he isn't flung directly into a wall, instead tumbling until he's just casually sitting on his ass, slowly standing as he brushes himself off.
And, blandly:]
Ah, wow... I wonder why we wasted so much time, now...
He's not turning around. He's just going to stand here, looking cool, while sweating a shitton, because, wow! He just made himself look like a gigantic lame moron to people he wanted to impress! He even thought up that stupid one liner and everything!Holy shit, he's such an idiot!
Maybe he should just crawl in the cracks he just made, curl in a ball, and double die! Or maybe, just maybe, another stronger shadow will come here and just. Eat him the fuck up. Right here, right now. Do it already.
But nothing happens.
And Ichigo feels the weight of his lameness crawling on his back.
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[Akira recoils as soon as the spell is cast, because he recognizes that damn attack. but before he can think about it too much. . .?]
[a haze settles over his mind, soothing and comforting and warm and a bit confusing, but not in a bad way. he sucks in a deep breath and hunches his shoulders, hand pressed against his face as he tries to think through the fog. what was he doing again. . .? oh! that's right. this kid is in trouble, isn't he? and these three-- the redhead, the blue haired guy, and the girl in a mask-- were causing that trouble, right?]
[another breath and Akira snaps up right in one smooth motion, fire dancing around his cheeks as he summons Kohryu, a majestic white dragon, in all of his glory]
-- back off! Kohryu!!
[and a psychic blast of energy careens Ichigo's way. it's only a psy attack tho so it's fairly weak. . .]
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That went... bad remarkably quickly. Minato recognizes the spell too, grimacing immediately--]
Heads up, Charm--!
[Welp.
Too late.
There goes Akira, launching an attack at Ichigo, but you know... Minato's played it safe for awhile here, but this sort of scenario isn't one where they can just play around. He doesn't have discharm anymore; he replaced it with Salvation awhile ago, but Salvation's been nerfed to just a Dia, so that's no use now--
So he has to hope Makoto can do something about the actual charm, because Minato's dealing with it by just kind of...launching himself at Akira to try to tackle him to the ground while he's distracted by Ichigo.
PROBLEM SOLVING.]
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REGARDLESS OF IF THAT WORKS THOUGH, she's going to whirl on the tiny Ichigo]
You want us to prove ourselves?!
[she sounds pissed. this is some of that natural Queen rage.]
After everything you've done, I'll gladly do it!
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[Oh look the smaller Ichigo has a Shinigami uniform on. And he's taking his sword out and swinging it at Makoto with a particularly strong slashing attack:]
What are you gonna do with that oversized chef knife, make him sushi?
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OH COME ON!
[WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO HIM, INFRONT OF A LOT OF PEOPLE HE LIKES???]
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[Akira is so distracted by trying to knock Ichigo down that Minato slams into him with the force of a football player, knocking him off balance and onto his back on the ground. one second later Makoto's energy shower washes over his prone form, and he lets out a pained groan as the haze lifts]
. . . what?
What's-- Minato?
[WHAT'S GOING ON]
[he may need a turn to reorient himself]
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And then Minato's back up immediately. He reaches for his mask, yanking it away. They've been on the defensive too long, really; they need to do something in return.
So he's launching Thanatos (except, you know, 16-bit) tiny Ichigo's way, to try to catch that bladed strike that's aimed towards Makoto on his Persona's sword--
You know, so Makoto can get an attack of her own in, because pissed Makoto seems so much fiercer than anything he personally can bring to the table.]
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With Minato's help, Makoto takes the opportunity to launch herself at Ichino, her fist extended, aiming straight for his face again.]
THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH SUSHI
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Of course you have Bullshit Light Powers.
[Mass paralysis attack.
...which apparently only hits Akira, but. Ok. Get stunned for one turn, pretty boy.]
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[ICHIGO STOP YELLING AND DO SOMETHING]
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[thinks Akira, who is in the process of pushing himself up when he gets hit by a stun. his body goes rigid, and he. . . falls back again. . .]
[WHAT A USELESS FUCKING LEADER]
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[BECAUSE SHE'S GOING IN FOR ANOTHER PUNCH.
in general, light magic enemies don't tend to fear nuclear attacks.
for some reason. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯]
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He doesn't get cool dark-based skills like the P5 crew.
All he's got are insta-death dark skills.
BUT IT CAN'T HURT TO TRY...APPARENTLY...]
Got it--!
[Yanking off his mask, summoning Thanatos again, aaaaand...then he flings his dark skill at the tiny Ichigo. MUDO INCOMING.]
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Ichigo is a shinigami.
A reaper.
Someone who guides the dead souls to the afterlife.
Try not to be surprised when that Mudo gets absorbed. Even little Ichigo looks unimpressed by it. (though the punch does hurt, you're rude Makoto.)]
Do you really need an expert to show you how it's done? I'm like the second-best reaper in this whole place!
Just some more bullshit death powers I guess.
[That is to say, Mamudo.]
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And he...puts his head down in a weird way.]
That is it!! I'm tired of this shit! If you want to play at being me, then match this!
[From the tip of his horn, a glowing red energy ball begins to form. you can feel it's energy crackling away, but it looks like He'll need a turn to prepare it, and it also requires a lot of concentration.]
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Who even are you?! At least give us a name! Satanael!
[and Satanael makes another appearance, this time launching a Cosmic Flare (read: Frei, which is a mini nuclear-based magic attack) assault at tiny Ichigo. mostly to distract him to give big Ichigo time to charge]
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Messiah!
[His Megidolaon is... really just a tiny megido, but hey, a blast of almighty energy might help keep tiny Ichigo in place a little while longer as well.]
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so she'll just give him one last, extra hard fucking punch before getting out of dodge of Ichigo's ray of death]
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That was really fucking gay.
[A mass charm this time! Which...affects nobody.
Blast the shit out of him, Ichigo.]
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The ball has turned from a tiny red crackle to a massive one, thrumming with power and energy, and to the personas, it'll feel like one hell of an Almighty spell. Raising Zangetsu to the ball, the energy is sucked into the blade, crackling with power as he leaps forward for once during the entire fight, roaring out-]
Gran Rey Cero!
[It's loosened, and the spot where the small Ichigo was errupts in a wide dome of red energy, cracking the walls and sending a massive wave of wind towards the party's way. Ichigo himself disappears into the red, and for a moment, the world is nothing but light and heat and sound.
And then, it fades.
The smaller Ichigo is gone now, and the Ichigo they all know is still there - standing upright, looking as if he didn't even break a sweat. Placing his swords back on his back, he scoffs -]
And that's what a real shinigami can do.
[Ichigo this isn't a fucking movie no one cares]
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[it's an attack on par with what his and Minato's Armageddon could have done if their powers weren't nerfed, but. . . Akira barely has time to admire it before the kickback sends him flying through the air and crashing into the nearest wall. the impact is enough to knock the air straight out of him and he slumps onto the ground seconds later, coughing a little as he tries to breathe]
What the. . .
[somehow, eventually. . . he manages to gasp]
Holy shit.
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(He misses normal Messiah :( )
He's luckier than Akira--he isn't flung directly into a wall, instead tumbling until he's just casually sitting on his ass, slowly standing as he brushes himself off.
And, blandly:]
Ah, wow... I wonder why we wasted so much time, now...
[WHY DIDN'T THEY START WITH THAT.]
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She gets it, Minato, even if she's kind of impressed.
She just reaches up and pats his shoulder.]
I know. I think one more punch would have done it anyway.
[a glance at Akira]
Joker, we're going to have to start a training regiment again for you. Maybe tomorrow, first thing in the morning.
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Oh god.
He heard that, and now-
He's not turning around. He's just going to stand here, looking cool, while sweating a shitton, because, wow! He just made himself look like a gigantic lame moron to people he wanted to impress! He even thought up that stupid one liner and everything!Holy shit, he's such an idiot!
Maybe he should just crawl in the cracks he just made, curl in a ball, and double die! Or maybe, just maybe, another stronger shadow will come here and just. Eat him the fuck up. Right here, right now. Do it already.
But nothing happens.
And Ichigo feels the weight of his lameness crawling on his back.
Ichigo is paralyzed.]
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. . . can we start at noon? I'm not a morning person. . .
[he mumbles as he climbs to his feet and dusts himself off. and somewhere along the way, he realizes]
. . . Ichigo?
Aaaare you okay there, buddy?
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