Private gorge yourself on shattered marble

[Komorebi Rin]

It was never anything personal. Komorebi Rin simply had a job to do - and that job, well, it could be frictitious. He preferred the feeling of strings around his wrists and ankles; pulling him back, dragging him forward, doing a silly little jester's dance at a marionette's tune around macabre scenes and those that stink as scum. It was a particularly toxic scent: overpowering, but as with any trash the smell faded the more time you spent enmired. It became home. Dumpster diving for your halcyon. His breath left soft, unturned lips in the shadowed boughs of the night. He watched a figure from a tree branch. Played his toes in a starter down the front of the bark, clenching within sandals that dug away splinters. The vision of the boy flickered and faded. His teeth flashed in the night.

His style was sloppy, brute, but effective. He had done this enough times in preceding years to have it down to an art - the same art you might see a particularly angry child make, splashes of untempered red flung across page after page until the easle stained with aggression. It played easier the faster it was over. He rarely had interest in expending the amount of energy necessary for a full confrontation; oh, but he could win. All it took was a funny word here or there. A little spark of black. You didn't often have to throw people on the pyre - you remind them of their pains and sorrows, they end up begging you to drop the match. He didn't have the thought to laugh as he bound through the air. He wasn't slow enough for the moonlight to catch him - so could the hound of baskerville?

Another elementary play.

Komorebi Rin came down on Ryuu Goro with a kunai in clutch, the wind gapless at his edges until it flowed as tight as the lock of his fingers. His eyes burned red, his face contorted in a farewell grin. It seems the mutt had made someone uncomfortable; and, well, don't blame the angel who delivers the message upon the downtrodden.

 

[Ryuu Goro]

Silent. A night too quiet that not even the insects made a sound. Beneath the umbral gaze of the moon the scent of bloodlust permeated like a wretched cloud in the trees, the brush and every shadow that eluded the lunar spotlight. The eyes of a predator upon its would-be prey. Goro's fur bristled, ears at attention as he flicks his cigarette to the dirt, sniffing for the anomaly that froze the area in painted monochrome. Something was coming. Something like a monster. He could feel the growl caught in his throat, his fangs roaring for release to warn his attacker, but the man inside would tame the beast. Let it come.

And so it did. The demon lurking in the dark lashes out, a black flash with the brief glimpse of light reflecting on it's fang that catches the beast's eyes. Civility had no place in this encounter. There would be no need for a back and forth question with a monster such as this. His inhibitions break down and he embraces the fruits of his curse. Goro's back arches and he widens his stature, a split second movement for the kunai to slice into his shoulder instead of its intended target and a beastly paw wraps around the monster's appendage to restrain it. Savage and feral snarls from a man diminished to simple beast in this lethal scenario and his eyes dilated and hungry. Goro would be haunted could he hear the sounds he was making or how closely he resembled the monsters that slaughtered his family in this very moment, but the only thing he hears is the booming sound of his heart and ache in his teeth begging to sink into this creature he's caught. A threat to be dominated and consumed.

He lunges forward with horrifyingly loud growls, jaws snapping, restrained by the muzzle-like mask. He reaches his hand up to tear the mask, when his eyes capture the vision of his attacker. It was no monster - no demon. Just a boy. A boy. The sting in his shoulder and a sudden realization of what he was about to do, tightens the grasp he had on his assailant. "You're not quite what I expected..." The growling has calmed ever so slightly with a twinge of panic at the potentially nightmarish scene he would have awoken too. "Is there a particular reason you're attacking me?" The thought that maybe this was a question of mistaken identity due to his appearance crossed Goro's mind. "Hmm. Would you be so kind as to drop your weapon? I believe we can have a conversation before any potential bloodshed. I believe there must be some misunderstanding." He shoots a gentle smile, keeping his hands where the assailant can see them.

 

[Komorebi Rin]

This wouldn't be the first nor last time Komorebi Rin was manhandled by some snarling hulk, but this one was a particularly unique experience - after all, the strange figures in back alley bars never had quite so much fur. "My, what big teeth you have," he leveled back, though the dulling gleam in his eyes betrayed his initial fear response. He dangled there, roughened grip around his wrist in the throes of his counter assailant keeping a slight - if devious - figure from the forest floor. There were few that could stand unbent in the face of a beast - an actual, monstrous beast - and not consider their mortality. The idea of his death would never be new to Rin: but the circumstances by which he'd be dealt this one would be, and the attempted assassin had precious little time to decide how he felt about that. Torn apart by a masquerading mutt in the dead of night? Well, it wasn't boring.

He was briefly thankful for the muzzle that let him cock an eyebrow at the gnashing wolfman. An uncomfortably warm wind whipped beneath Rin's unleveled feet, whisking his baggy clothing and hair from behind until the air hazed at his edges; softening them. He showed fantastic restraint in not immediately lashing out or jerking away in terror, but the thrum of his heart was ignored as any other pain it felt. A firmer paw around delicate skin. A playful grimace - playful only in its attempt to lessen the impact. He stared back into an abyss that wanted only to devour him; his options? Only to devour it back.

The wolf calmed, but red had already ringed Rin's irides until an infernal spread overtook uneasy hazel in ultraviolet. It shone brighter than even moonlight, scaring away its natural luminosity to leave only boy, beast and the accusation between them. Wings of a bat and the darkness they heralded - or was it the illumination to bring anew? "Why, of course. Let's just talk. I'm sure we can clear this up." The dagger with its poisoned edge drops to the grassy floor, but he realizes now that the toxins might not be properly distributed for something of this size and -- unique? makeup. A lesson for next time. "There, I'm unarmed. Barely a threat. You'll release me now, won't you?"

His vision clouded, fractured, burned; and if shared, a kaleidoscope of the terrifying, uncontrolled scene the wolf had just taken up would be shown back to him. Not just through Rin's eyes, but his own - of whatever beasts like him that gave him his torment and rage. Sin begets sin. What crimes has the wolf committed or suffered? What laws of society and nature? And what threat, therefore, did he serve for the future? One mistake was all it took. Rin would help slip him down the slope, freeing himself from the other's grip whether he conceded or not. A dark smile. "I happened upon you and thought you a monster. Thank goodness to find myself mistaken and save us both misfortune."

A black line would crawl along Rin's back, beneath his clothes, akin to a vent as the air around him steadily spiked with the scent of gasoline.

 

[Ryuu Goro]

His assailant was assuredly skilled in the art of the hunt, or in Goro's line of work, perhaps assassination was more accurate. There was a very real possibility that this was not a case of mistaken identity and rather a botched attempt on his life. Still the boy was obedient and dropped his weapon, but his lack of fear was striking. He was odd. Suspiciously so. But it's that lack of fear that emboldened Goro to continue along with this course of action despite its risk. Any way you slice it the boy had to play along. Goro pulls him a bit closer, the moon illuminating his porcelain complexion in all its luster. No mask to conceal his face. Two possible reasons for this: He's so arrogant that he thought it would be mere child's play to finish the job or... Perhaps it really was an honest mistake? "Good boy~" Goro's soothing tenor returning and smothering out the reflexive growl begging to be unleashed from his bestial curse. Keeping his composure, or rather, humanity was important, albeit late considering the gnashing brute he's already seen.

Truthfully, besides the vague goal of slaying monsters and helping people, Goro didn't really have a good reason to live. The only purpose he could find in what remains of himself is explicitly that. A life in serving others. Meaning in how useful he can be. He'd defend himself, sure, but did it really matter if this was an assassin that was wholly intent on killing him? That means somebody out there found his existence to be a problem. He'd have to carefully consider this going forward. "Now, now~ You might be unarmed, but I doubt you'd ever consider yourself 'barely a threat.' You don't seem to have that aura about you. Hmmm. What to do?" He stares into into the boy's eyes, the phantasmagoria of ruby and sapphire clashing together in mesmerizing unison. A blink that fades to black...

The curtains rise to a monochrome dreamscape, white noise and a small silhouette filling that empty canvas surrounded by nothing. A featureless boy standing alone, helpless - oblivious to the monsters that lurk just out of frame. Something stirs. As if on queue, a loud thrum breaks through the static, slowly at first. Ba-dum Ba-dum. Despondency into panic as the sound reverberates louder and louder as the corners of emptiness start folding in on themselves. Ba-dum Ba-dum Ba-dum. The pitter-patter marches on. A shadow - a beast. Goro can feel the thrill of the hunt and the terror of the hunted as if they both were his own. Which one was he in this scenario? His teeth ached again, desiring that sweet release of flesh. The horror is already upon the boy. snuffing out the incandescence of the scene prior. The screams of a boy begging for the monsters to return to abyss and the lamentations of a forlorn beast begging for forgiveness. The sorrow seizes his chest, he can no longer make out the erratic cacophony of heartbeats and crying symbiotically feeding into his would be release from this agonizing torment. The terror makes him feel alive again. The wolf's jaw unhinges and... BA-DUM.

A waking nightmare. That's what Goro found himself in. He has no recollection of his actions. Everything was fine. Everything is fine. So then... why was he on top of this boy, with drool pooling down his chin? His muzzle was gone and claws were digging into his doll-like flesh. Ragged breathing, paralyzed in fear and the phantom pain in his teeth. The frightening hunger still lingering from whatever episode he just had. Was the curse progressing? Is time reall yup already? Goro is overloaded and overstimulated, snapping his jaws shut and wiping his mouth. What did his prey see while looking up at the animal that had him pinned down and at his mercy?

 

[Komorebi Rin]

Rin felt a slither along his spine, alike to a shiver, that took him a moment to place as himself: a thin ray of black within the turn of night to bite like heat at the back of his neck. A half-formed tail, unnatural, undesirable; but oh so tacit in the moonlight. He couldn't help it when he got like this. The deep magenta that radiated from his eyes - not quite placeable, not quite fantastical - had already stirred the scent of intoxication from his mortal-poised form, allowing a cocktail of gasoline to dare its other to drink. He had chosen to predate in this barroom, yes, but these matters could be a dance as much a hunt. He rarely liked to waste time on such unlikely inefficiencies as conversation with his marks ... ah, but they were rarely so interesting, were they? This was his first sup of monster and man in one untidy bow.

Good boy, was it? How he sneered the moment the visions struck the wolf. Yes, he would play with this one.

That was a name for mutts like you. Roll over and beg, bitch.

Even hubris gets humbled. It happened too quickly for a creature so smug, tasting still the air and the waft of infernal mirth from bare skin, when the beast reacted in kind to the curse laid upon him. Rin's victims never had this level of physical prowess. They were men and women, never innocent themselves - if anyone truly was, disdainfully not in Rin's experience - but people, mortal, all the same, tied up in their own regrets and tripping on their own powers. Most crumpled from just their share of Rin's curse. Those that didn't fall outright would slip to Rin's poisons - and yet, here, the manbeast in ferocious glory lost to both & neither in the flash of a moment. There was a weight atop him. It crushed. It snarled. It roared. It drooled with sickly saliva from the mouth of a monster: as if to share its seed with a villain far more black than an animal could ever be. No, Rin had drunk himself silly on evil already. Rin had lapped up every drop of poisoned wine your average sin had to offer.

But these instincts? This ferality? That was new. That was unmatched. ... It was terrifying.

He was not so composed so as not to yelp, to trash and scream and beat uselessly at the arms of something as unnatural as himself as it tore into fragile flesh and buried it under the dirt. Just another dirty secret. It wasn't until he saw the ring of magenta fade from cursed eyes that hit own blinked away their visions of terror and they were left, a mess coiled within the forest's bounty of grime and flora, that Rin could act again. That either of them could, as it seemed. And he chose his first moment - his first chance away from primal fear and primal rage - to spit in the face of the wolf.

His eyes were wild in those final moments before they went cold, hard, but a frenzy remained, and that frenzied flame was all t'was left under Goro as the boy slipped away. A spark of a match and his body burned up, the thick ligaments of an abyssal arm left reaching from the lingering haze of air to grip the wolfman's chest and draw eyes to Rin's relocation. He stood silhouetted in red and blue in the dark of night, his lips parted with short gasps --

and then a dark shape at his back lashes out, hurtling toward the beast of prey.

Spoiler: and so we shatter the marble.

Rin enters Puppet Style - Theatric Swap.
Rin attacks Goro with a Basic Attack using Tattletail (Natural Weapon).
Hits! Goro takes 90 damage.
Goro is Poisoned!
Goro is Poisoned!
Goro is Poisoned!​

 

[Ryuu Goro]

The wolf is often the villain in fairy tales. The Big Bad Wolf. The monster lurking in the forest - demons in bestial form, consuming innocence and replacing it with their vile corruption, usually to blend in and placate their insatiable hunger. It's always been there in the hearts of man. The madness. The bloodcurdling lunacy. Goro's curse isn't the manifesting of such desires, but rather the mirror shattering, revealing what's always been right there all along. He and The Big Bad Wolf are one in the same. Gluttony incarnate.

And punishment was his preferred feast. The profound shame of losing control regardless of circumstance left him frozen in place, tiny glass shards piercing his heart in excruciating pain. His brow quivers and his face goes pale in spite of his fur with his mouth agape, with only a hushed, somber wail slipping out. He doesn't know what to say and what could he? No amount of apologies would erase this sin - the disgrace - betrayal of everyone who had faith in him. He blinks and his chest feels tight. An arm to drag him down to hell. The boy was gone and before his eyes stood the Devil, vengeful wrath seeping into the venom he spat. It bled into Goro's face. He could feel the murderous intent this time - the same as it was before when the Wolf came out to play. Rin's tail tears into bestial muscle and Goro lets out a reflexive growl - the snarl of a hound before being muzzled and tamed once more. "What kind of spell did you cast on me, hmm?" The interrogation can wait until after. "Still, I'm truly sorry... I never meant to- I'd never!" He shakes his head, a disgraced expression haunting his face as his ears flatten, then rise again. He still had a life to give, so he'd fight to protect it. "I take it that diplomacy is no longer an option? A shame... I really don't wish to fight you.. But I'm not going to lay down and die like a dog. Prepare yourself." He spoke with the civility of man, the version of himself that he was trying to actualize, absent any malice amid his soothing tone.

Goro breaks free from the infernal arm's grasp, sprinting forward towards the little devil. He's quick with a feint that precedes a shot from out of view and then another lighter tap. His punches are restrained, looking only to subdue his prey. A blur and he's gone, foot crushing the ground beneath as his body distorts under the sheer force and speed of his movements. Muscles contract and his claws puncture his own flesh. He hopes this punch will be enough to quell his opponent and put this night to rest. An uppercut connects, the splitting of wind - a whistle - beckoning a clap of thunder that sends shockwaves through his target. He's still standing and jabs rain down upon him like adamantine hail, desperate to wear him down.

Spoiler: Goro

Goro's Secondaries: (Class Bonuses Applied Already)
+11 Melee Accuracy
+10 Ranged Accuracy
+10 Melee Dodge
+10 Ranged Dodge
+7 Ninjutsu Accuracy
+9 Ninjutsu Dodge
+6 Genjustu DC
+7 Genjutsu Save

+2 Taijutsu accuracy from Masterwork

CLASS
Forlorn Hound
HP: (50+lvl) x stamina
CP: (40+lvl) x chakra control
Class Bonus: +1 Accuracy, 1 Free basic attack per round. +1 Dodge (6 points) (Class point Card)
High: Melee Accuracy
Average: Dodge, Genjutsu Save, Ranged Accuracy
Low: Genjutsu DC, Ninjutsu Accuracy

Spoiler: Battlesmith Perks

Eternal Arms Mastery – Passive (3 points)
The mastership of the Battlesmith in the art of weapon combat is said to be unparalleled. Likewise, their mastery over the creation and use of the weapons themselves is such that they can coax far more out of them than anyone else.
Effect: When creating a weapon, the user may choose a second weapon attribute from a different weapon type.
Notes: Weapon types are Slashing, Piercing, Bludgeoning, Unarmed, Projectile, Ranged, and Puppet.

Armor Augmentation - Passive (2 points)
Restriction- Requires Light Armor or Heavy Armor
Normally, only weapons can be upgraded and augmented. Battlesmiths prefer to ignore that limit as arbitrary. Why shouldn't they also make their armor even more useful? Of course, armor isn't a weapon, so it can be somewhat limited, but it's still rather beneficial.
Effect: The user may choose to equip either their Light Armor or Heavy Armor with any single Weapon Augment that does not require attacking to enact its effect. (Example: The Recovery augment.) The effects of the same augment do not stack if they are on both the user's armor and equipped weapon. This may only be done on one single Armor if the user possesses more than one, and must be done in the user's Dojo as normal for inventory.

Masterwork - Passive (1 point) x2
Restriction- May be purchased up to three times
When a mastersmith has forged the weapon you use, you can be assured of quality. When the one wielding the weapon is said mastersmith, that quality tends to carry over to the battlefield as well--along with an innate understanding of the weapons they spent their own time making.
Effect: +1 Taijutsu Accuracy.

(Free) Shinobi 101 - Shadow Ninjutsu uses Melee Accuracy
(Free) Main Branch Style - Main Branch
1. Duelist
2. Weapon Attunement
3. Human Anatomy
4. Hyperactive
5. Fearless

Weapon:
Name: Wolfsbane
Type: Unarmed/Bludgeoning (Handseals) [Eternal Arms Mastery]
Accuracy Modifier: +1 Accuracy
Damage Modifier: -5% Damage
(+5% Damage/+3% Suppression via Weapon Attunement)
Augments:
1. Swift
2. Pressure
3. Unlocked at B-Rank

EQUIPMENT:
Utility Slot: Headset
Armor Slot: Light Armor [Vengeance] [Armor Augmentation from CA]
Misc. 1: Hidden Weapon
Misc. 2: Kawarimi Target
Misc. 3: Adrenal Stimulant

Spoiler: Combat!

Ryuu Goro
HP: 6890 - 90 = 6800
CP: 4300

​

Duelist - Rin Chosen as Target +2 Melee Accuracy +10% Damage

.5 AP: Goro Enters Main Branch Style - Roll With It
Roll With It: Each time the user gets hit, they receive +1 dodge and +5% Damage Reduction.
This caps at +3 dodge and +15% DR

.5 AP: Goro Equips Wolfsbane

.75 AP: Goro uses Block

.75 AP: Goro uses Uncalled-For Shot
It HITS!
Goro deals 248 damage to Rin
-1 Dodge Debuff FAILED, Suppression FAILED

0 AP: Goro uses Free Basic Weapon Strike (Class Action)
It Partial HITS (75%)!
Goro deals 83 damage to Rin
Suppression FAILED

1.75 AP: Goro uses Step-in Flash on Rin
It CRITS! x1
Goro deals 1143 damage to Rin
Suppression SUCCESS

1.25 AP: Goro uses 7-Hit Combo on Rin
It MISSES, MISSES, HITS, Partial HITS (75%), CRITS!, MISSES, HITS!
Goro deals 512 damage to Rin
Suppression FAILED

 

[Komorebi Rin]

What a mockery. Worse than that - a slight. This had gone from business to personal in a way Rin rarely entertained. Disgusting. Disgusting. Disgusting. A hiss of gasoline from a black-burdened cat, his legs still wobbling as they found the right purchase on his feet once more. Mess and blood stained the length of each, no worse than the matching markings left across his arms and neck. The beast had had his fill, had he? Rin was going to make sure he choked on it. "I'm not surprised," he spat, again, as the wolf spoke his righteousness and flimsy plea. How dare he use that drooling tongue to imitate humanity. Rin could still see - even now, as the curse bucked under vision and reality becoming one - exactly who this 'wolfman' was. What he's done. What he would do again.

"A monster knows a monster, after all. Sucks to meet you. Hi, bitch." Rin's arms flew out his sides, hazing quickly with a rush of heat birthed from various infernal sigils that sparked into life along the length of his body. They were barely fast enough to expel their dark flames, but Rin soon found himself wreathed, fire blue and black and trapping red. Just enough.

"Die, bitch." He coughed out in grit the moment his opponent took second tempo, managing the first of the blows while weaving signs and burning darker - hideously, apt - in rebuttal to each of the beast's proposed derisions. Rin's vanity was not for his physical form. Goro could tear him into pieces smaller than the shreds he had already sought to leave him in - the demon-blessed would perservere. No, he could always see: the past, the present, the future. He could see his foregone victory. Die mad about it.

Another rousing hit is met with Rin's vanishment in blackness of the pyre, two engorged arms with wicked veins and dripping claws grappling with the wolf for dominance as the boy re-appears once more adjacent. He splits - his image, in the heat haze - until the wolf can no longer tell victim from deliverer, and each rain their own reply. A deranged cackle, caught in the throat of justice. He was already entering the mutt's mind -- and this time, HE'D be the one in control.

Spoiler: gorging ourselves.

VS.

HP: 4515 - 243 - 6 - 482 = 3729
CP: 4515 - 260 - 360 - 500 - 110 = 3285
Immolation Aura, 3 Fire Clones, Maintaining Genjutsu

ROUND START
Demonic Aura fails due to Fearless.
Goro is Poisoned. (1/7)
Goro is Poisoned. (1/3)
Goro is Poisoned. (1/4)
Goro takes 1% Max HP damage!

.5 AP
Goro enters Main Branch Style - Roll With It.

1 AP
Goro equips Wolfsbane.
Rin uses Immolation Armor.

1.75 AP
Goro uses Block. (Next attack -180 damage.)

2.5 AP
Goro uses Uncalled-For Shot.
Hits! Rin takes 243 damage. Debuff failed. Suppression failed.
Goro takes 24 damage from Immolation Armor. Burn failed.
Goro uses his free Basic Weapon Strike (Class).
(50%) Hits! Rin takes 61 damage. Suppression failed.
Goro takes 6 damage from Immolation Armor. Burn failed.

3 AP
Rin uses Puppet Switch with the unequipped Web Wrecker.
Rin will dodge the next attack!

4.25 AP
Goro uses Step-in Flash on Rin.
Crits! Rin Puppet Switches with Web Wrecker. Web Wrecker's Called Shot level is increased to Sprained.

5 AP
Rin uses Elemental Clone (Fire) with its Special Action.
3 Rin Clones join the battle!
Awareness failed. Goro does not know which Rin is the real one!

5.5 AP
Goro uses 7-Hit Combo on Rin.
Miss! Miss! Hits! (50%) Hits! Crits! Miss! Hits!
Rin takes 482 damage. Suppression failed.
Goro takes 48 damage from Immolation Armor. Burn failed.

6 AP
Rin Clone 1 attacks Goro with Infernal Ember.
Hits! Miss! Hits! Goro takes 0 damage. (Blocked!)
Rin Clone 2 attacks Goro with Infernal Ember.
Miss! Miss! (50%) Hits! Goro takes 40 damage.
Rin Clone 3 does nothing. : )
Rin uses a Genjutsu on Goro.
Success! Goro is under a Genjutsu.
Goro takes 50 illusionary damage. (Mind Overflow: Goro is now taking +10% damage from all sources!)

Rin Clone 1 / 2 / 3
Fire (on dispersal, nin check to burn)
226 HP / 226 HP / 226 HP
126 CP / 126 CP / 226 CP
-8 all Secondaries​

Spoiler: Debuffs on Goro (Log)

-1 Accuracy/Dodge (-2/-2 next round)
-5% damage done & -1% additional per stat debuff. (-9% | -11% next round)
1% Max HP damage per turn & blocks first 3% of Max HP healing a turn.
9% autofail chance on any attack against Rin.
10% more damage taken from all damage types.
Doesn't know which Rin is real. (1/4th chance on any attack to hit Rin.)
50 damage/turn.
10% backlash from melee damage to Rin. 3% chance to burn.

Spoiler: the pumpkin prince

Rin's Secondaries: (Class Bonuses Applied Already)
+10 Gen DC
+10 Ranged Accuracy
+7 Melee Accuracy
+6 Nin Accuracy
+10 Melee Dodge (Light Armor)
+10 Ranged Dodge (Light Armor)
+10 Ninjutsu Dodge (Light Armor)
+9 Gen Save

+2 Dodge from Swift (12/12/12)
+2 Ranged Accuracy from Tattletail (12)
+2 Accuracy to Tattletail Actions from Dark Embrace (14)

<Pumpkin Prince>
HP: (40+lvl) x stamina
CP: (40+lvl) x chakra control
Class Bonus: +1 Ranged Accuracy and Genjutsu DC (3), +1 Dodge and Genjutsu Save (3)
Class Point Card (6)
High: Ranged Accuracy, Genjutsu DC
Average: Dodge, Genjutsu Save
Low: Ninjutsu Accuracy, Melee Accuracy

Abilities
ANBU Style - Branch Style
Shinobi 101 - Plasma Ninjutsu uses Genjutsu DC
1. Strategist

• Tattletail prepped with Basic Strike
• Tattletail prepped with Basic Strike
• Tattletail prepped with Twilight Venom
• Tattletail prepped with Black Lotus
• Tattletail prepped with Wraith's Dream

2. Economizer (Poison)
3. Puppet - Physical Style
4. Mind Overflow
5. Alignment Focus (Cursed)

Weapons (Not Equipped)
Name: Tattletail (Natural Weapon)
Type: Puppet | +2 Accuracy, -10% Damage
(-.25 timing on non-offensive)
Augments:
1. Vampiric
2. Swift

Name: Web Wrecker (Sprained -10% Base Damage)
Type: Puppet | +2 Accuracy, -10% Damage
(Suppression)
Augments:
1. Primal
2. Vengeance

Utility Slot: Headset
Armor Slot: Light Armor

 

[Ryuu Goro]

The imp does well to evade, his puppet taking the most powerful burst of the wolf's incoming onslaught, but it's a minor inconvenience at best. The real annoyance is the fiery cloak surrounding the little devil and the mirror images he's placed on the board. Goro is more experienced with the annihilation of beasts and monsters - fighting tooth and nail for dominance in a rather straightforward, barbaric manner. This was a person. Far more cunning with the same capacity for evil. But was all of this really necessary? There was something off about the boy. The assumed mistake of their encounter seeming less convincing with every exchange of blows. But the shame of it all swells within the belly of the beast. Goro deserved this. He understands that and there's likely no way to reach a peaceful solution. He has no intention of detaining his assailant or playing at executioner.

Goro adjusts his tie in the interlude, staring back at cackling demons. He cannot tell which is which, losing sight in the frenzy and the stench of his own wicked sin obscuring Rin's infernal scent. "For what it's worth, boy. No matter what happens here.. You'll be free to do as you please. What you saw was truly unforgivable and I've no right to be angry. But, I... I-" Goro clenches his jaw tight, the pressure of gnashing fangs forcing a trickle of blood to run down his chin. A tarnished purity, forever stained. He can't even choke out the words. I'm not a monster! I swear it!

And there's not much to say. This battle cannot end unless the lamb gets its revenge or the lamb is unable to continue. Emotions are too high to stop now. Goro's eyes focus, pupils dilating like the predator he knows himself to be, a flurry of seals to beckon his domain. The shadows beneath the legion of imps pulse and then snarl, lunging from the depth with snapping teeth to pierce and restrain. He readies himself to do it again, indulging in the night's umbral abundance to tear through the chafe for the midnight howl to toll. He merges with the abyss and lashes out to strike.

Spoiler: Log

Ryuu Goro
HP: 6697 - 68 - 30 - 48 - 40 - 50
CP: 3620 - 405 - 405 - 360 + 129

Upkeep:
Wolfsbane is still equipped.
Hyperactive activates.
Duelist targets Rin - +2 Melee Accuracy +10% damage against the Hostile Target.
Vengeance activates.

2 AP - Black Eruption (Shinobi 101: Shadow -> Melee Accuracy)
Target 1: (Clone 1: HITS, HITS, HITS, HITS, HITS) for 1529 damage
Target 2: (Clone 2: HITS, HITS, HITS, HITS, MISS) for 1122 damage
Impalement FAILED on all hits.

4 AP - Black Eruption (Shinobi 101: Shadow -> Melee Accuracy)
Target 3: (Rin: HITS, HITS, MISS, MISS, HITS (75%)) for 771 damage
Target 4: (Clone 3: HITS (75%), MISS, HITS, HITS, HITS) for 1051 damage

Goro uses Free Basic Weapon Strike (Class Action)
Targets Rin and HITS for 108 damage
Suppression FAILED
Swift Activates (+2 Dodge)

6 AP - Midnight Strike - Minor Affinity: Focus (Grants a Ninjutsu attack +2 Accuracy and +1 Critical Range) (Shinobi 101: Shadow -> Melee Accuracy)
Targets Rin and HITS for 1457 damage
Sneak Attack Chance Failed