No More Monkeys Jumping On the Bed [Open]

[revenancenpcs]

Characters: An unwanted guest...and you
Content: BOSS BATTLE
Location: Fifth District Greenhouse
Time: Evening
Warnings: Violence. It’s a boss battle, guys. C’mon.

My, the Fifth District is nice this evening, isn’t it? Whether you’re just passing through or going Nightmare-hunting, you can’t deny that that greenhouse is a lovely feat of architecture. It might even distract you from the fact that you haven’t been attacked by Nightmares at all since you entered the district; an oddity, given that this area is usually very Nightmare-prone.

The peace and quiet doesn’t last long, however. There’s a rattle and an unholy screech undercut by the cacophony of shattering glass, and the greenhouse roof explodes outwards. You cover your face and turn away, waiting for the glass to settle before heading towards it. No matter whether you jump down from the broken roof or head in via the doorway, you’re greeted with the same sight: the upper half of a giant multicolored monkey. It screeches again; obviously it’s not happy to see you, and it’s about to make that known. Rearing back, it takes a swing at you with one massive paw.

Good luck.

[OOC: Welcome to your first boss fight! This is Hockomonkey and he doesn’t like you. Hockomonkey will be controlled by the mods, who will also determine (via dice roll - we’re kicking it D&D style) whether attacks land and how much damage they’ll do. We’ll keep the technical stuff on the back end - just write like you normally would. There is no tag order in this thread; however, we do ask that you keep up a relatively quick tagging pace, especially if your character teams up with any others for joint attacks or strategies.]

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[shadearchivist]

Ienzo shook himself when the explosion faded. He was - quite surprisingly - unhurt other than a faint ache in his head from the sheer magical pressure. That had been one of the stupidest things he'd ever participated in, and he might never live it down. It looked as if no one else had come off quite as well as he had.

Aeleus was between him and the epicenter of the blast; he didn't look to be doing as poorly as others, but Ienzo quickly cast a cura spell on Aeleus and their dream eaters. "I'll try to see to the injured, Aeleus."

He looked around for who might be the worst injured; potions and cure spells would likely be needed everywhere.

[unrecovered]

Wash had never been fond of déjà vu. History had a nasty habit of repeating itself around him in ugly and massively ironic ways. Waking up in the aftermath of an explosion with blood on his armor, his rifle out of arm's reach, and the sinking feeling that things had gone horribly wrong was definitely déjà vu of the worst sort. He rolled to his knees and pushed himself to his feet, wincing at the massive ache that spiked through his body and noting the display in the corner of his HUD. His healing unit had only just kicked in - he couldn't have been out for too long if that was the case.

But if he'd been hurt this badly, and he was wearing armor...oh God. "Namine!" He bolted towards where he'd last seen her and skidded to a stop. She was slumped against a wall, still awake, with Spot and Batty and Fang all downed around her. They'd all been trying to protect her and it still hadn't been enough to keep her from getting hurt. He dropped to one knee beside her, taking a potion out of the side storage compartment on his armor, uncorking it, and pushing it into her hands. "Here. Drink this."

He stepped away, still keeping an eye on her, and knelt again next to the Spirits. They were all unconscious and pretty banged up, and hadn't that info packet Riku had put together on them said they could go to pieces if they were hurt badly enough? He'd brought four potions and thought it overkill at the time, but now Namine had one and he had just enough left to keep their Spirits alive. He gave one to Spot and then to Batty, watching the Spirits shake themselves awake and make their way to Namine as he gave the last potion to Fang. The bat woke up and squeaked quietly, and he patted it gently. "Good boy," he murmured, realizing very quickly just how out of his depth he was here. He had no medical training, and that was what the situation now needed. Sighing, he turned on his communicator; when all else failed, military training was a good fallback. "This is Agent Washington requesting medical assistance in the greenhouse in the Fifth District. You'll know you're close when you start walking on the broken glass. There was an explosion here - numerous casualties, no fatalities yet. If you can heal or bring potions, we need you."

He turned off the communicator, bit back a wince - dammit all he wanted to do right now was collapse and he couldn't do that yet - and headed back to see how Namine was doing.

[hiptobe_eraqus]

Eraqus had been on the other side of town when the Nightmare first appeared, and thus had missed the initial fight. But it was impossible to miss that massive explosion, or the call for help that had come out on the network soon after. Eraqus arrived to an absolute mess a few minutes later, with all of his Spirits in tow.

He grimaced at the destroyed greenhouse...and far worse, at the many injured all about. Had the Nightmare caused all this before it was defeated?

He summoned his Keyblade while Kura, Chuza and Gengo all looked on nervously. There was so much chaos left...who here required first priority?

"Who needs immediate healing?" He called out.

[dork_of_keys]

There was no gentle way to say it: that had sucked every bit as much as Sora had expected it to.

Sora couldn't really remember the last time he'd been hurt this badly. He'd been close enough to the explosion for the force of it to send him flying a good ten feet. Unfortunately, there was a wall eight feet away, which he hit rather hard, slumping to the ground in a pathetic heap.

It was Jelly Bean whimpering and pawing at him that made him acknowledge that he was somehow still conscious. Barely. And in pain. And bloody. He wasn't sure he could even move just yet. Between his injuries and some amount of exhaustion, the only thing that had him even considering moving was the fact there were others who were also hurt. Still whining, Jelly Bean cast Curaga on him and barked at him.

"All right, all right," he groaned, dragging himself into a sitting position. He was still hurting, but the magic had healed him enough that he could get up and move. He sent Jelly Bean to help anyone who needed it (halfway expecting the the Meow Wow to give priority to Spirits in critical shape) and looked around to see where he could help as well. It probably wouldn't be much. He had enough magic for a few spells before he'd need to recharge and one Ether on hand, a consequence of having been out Nightmare hunting when the monkey showed up. It was better than nothing, though.

Then he heard Eraqus asking who needed help. He wasn't sure when the man had arrived, but that hardly mattered. Help was help. Funnily enough, the worst of this damage had come from the explosion that had killed the Nightmare, said explosion having been the result of mixing three different elemental magics together. That detail wasn't nearly as important as getting everyone healed, though.

Sora picked up Bruce and healed him as he answered Eraqus's question, "Just about everyone..."

[allfunandgamesuntil]

York and Delta arrived late; luckily they'd supplied themselves with a good amount of potions. It looked as if a bomb had gone off; he hadn't thought that there were any dream eaters strong enough to do that kind of damage. He surveyed the damage; there was no need to ask for a sitrep; this was definitely a triage-for-casualties situation.

He hadn't been trained for this any more than Wash had; thankfully he'd stocked up on potions and figured that anything that had people putting out town-wide distress calls would be a mean bastard. It seemed like green sparkles were breaking out all over; people looked better afterwards, so it had to be some sort of potion thing.

He headed over to Ziva and offered her a potion, scanning the area for other people in need of more help. "What happened here?"

[usedrapidspin]

Having been not far from Sora, Tails was similarly blasted backwards before he could curl up and hit the wall hard before slumping against it. He stayed conscious, but at the moment really wished he'd blacked out to stop the pounding in his head and the ache in his. This was why he preferred to plan where he could instead of just rushing in. He didn't mind dangerous situations, but his body was protesting heavily at the moment.

At least Blaze was mostly unhurt though, the Spirit moving to his side and nudging at him while squeaking worriedly. Finally cracking open an eye, he tried to offer a reassuring smile to the Hebby Repp...but it kind of failed before it formed.

[bumbling_baku]

Surprisingly, he hadn't taken as much damage as some had and, while momentarily dazed after being knocked onto his hard enough to bang his head, he soon, and somewhat awkwardly righted himself and looked around worriedly before slowly standing. Everyone was hurt to some degree it looked like, but some Spirits had been taken down as well and Tumble recall that if they weren't taken care of they'd be lost. He didn't want to see that happen to creatures so apparently similar to himself, or really anyone for that matter.

Concerned, he ran to the nearest one, Ursa, while Flap hovered by him anxiously. There was just enough energy in the Baku's tummy for a small healing and hopefully enough to just revive the big bear Spirit.

[colorbymemory]

When holding back some magic in reserve to help others who might be hurt, Namine had never imagined she might end up being one of those most in need of healing. She'd had one moment to observe the different spells and lightning converging on the body before the blast hit, throwing her and the Spirits into a rock wall.

It was the pain that made her realize she'd regained consciousness. Opening her eyes, she saw Spot, Batty, and Fang lying around her, obviously badly hurt and making soft, pained noises. An initial attempt to go to them proved futile; her body wouldn't cooperate. Another just left her slumped against the wall, helpless for the moment.

Fortunately Wash showed up then. She would have told him about the two potions she had, but before she could speak he'd given one to her and each of the Spirits. While he was calling for help, Spot flopped near her, head in her lap, Batty and Fang hovering nearby. It looked like Wash's Potions had saved them.

Slowly, she tried to lift her own to her mouth, wincing in pain as she did. Catching on to what she was trying do, Spot shifted so his head was supporting her hand, with the two bats chittering encouragement. When she'd finally drunk it, she set the bottle down and hugged Spot.

[shadearchivist]

Ienzo noted that Bolin and his dream eaters had been rather close to the epicenter of the blast. He hurried in that direction, keeping an eye out for dream eaters. Just because the big one was defeated didn't mean they were in the clear, necessarily. He cast cura on all of them; the dream eaters seemed to be close to dead; not surprising since they'd been so close to the center of the blast.

Namine was doing poorly, but Wash seemed to be taking care of her - he could go and discuss her behavior later. He stayed to make sure that the dream eaters and Bolin would be well before he went anywhere else.

[skysmirror]

Xion was luckier than some of the others. While the blast had knocked her backwards, she'd only been winded, and soon picked herself up to evaluate the situation. Unfortunately, Barkley hadn't been so lucky. Some of the rocks had hit him, and he'd been badly hurt. By the time Xion reached him, the poor thing was whimpering in pain, limping to try to reach her. She made him stop so she could cast Curaga, then looked to the others. Both she and Axel had been injured, yes, but nothing that required immediate attention.

Deciding Tails was one of those most in need of assistance at the moment, she hurried over to him. Once she got close enough, she cast another Curaga to heal him. Once the spell's familiar green glow faded, she knelt next to him. "Tails?"

[earthshatter]

For all that Aeleus was generally built to take blows - and had managed to hold his position fairly well, even with the explosion - he was more than grateful for the Cura. There wasn't too much time to dwell on the fact, however. While he wasn't nearly as good at healing as Ienzo was, he still had a number of potions on hand, and that would do for a start. What he would do once they were gone was still something that was up in the air, but if nothing else, he could help clear the largest of the remnants of stone, and put to rights any ground that had been misplaced by the force of the explosion.

That was for later, however. Right now, there were more important things to tend to, as he turned towards where he'd last seen Even. He wouldn't have been entirely surprised if Even turned out to perfectly capable of handling things himself, but that was no reason he couldn't at least check.

[defrostedpride]

If there was one thing Even had gained from the past years, it was the ability to uncork a potion one-handed and drink it almost before the explosion had completely died away.

His Pricklemane squeaked plaintively. It looked in worse case than Even himself, even before the potion. Even uncorked a second potion and knelt to allow his Pricklemane to drink. Apparently, it had finally discovered the limit of its energy; it lapped at the potion and nuzzled tiredly against Even's hand. He reluctantly dismissed his shield and patted it. "Yes, yes. You did quite well."

He looked to Aeleus and Ienzo first. They had been significantly nearer the center of the blast. Seeing them not materially injured, Even nodded to himself.