YuGiOh: Monster Chronicles - Quest for Gigobyte [PG16] [Still accepting] [High Quality]

[Deucalion]

[spoiler=Introduction]Blazing fire surged forth from Hiita's fingertips, melting the Pharoah's Servants who came before her, their bandages reduced to cinders on the wind. It was not enough, however, and ten more simply stepped up to replace the five lost, their arms outstretched, fingers curling into throttling positions. The power of Fox Fire flowing throughout her, Hiita blasted another few done, but the inferno which had come so readily earlier was fading, and the Pharoah's Servants forced her back, to where Eria and Wynn were guarding the break in the huge stone defense wall, with the help of Gigobyte and Petit Dragon, their familiars.

 

"It's hopeless." Hiita panted, as Wynn stepped forward to take up her place, a hurricane tearing through the midst of the countless enemy ranks. "They outnumber us more than I could possibly imagine. I think this is the last fight, girls." Fox Fire, little more than a spectral figure half embedded in Hiita, looked downcast, his lustrous red coat now fading. "We had a good run, though. I'm only sorry I don't have the strength left to take a few of the bastards with me."

 

"We can't fail, we can't. The Ojama are counting on us." Eria said calmly, as Gigobyte, a similarly spectral figure, channelled the elemental power of Water into her. "If these people successfully break our line, Ojama Country is lost to their dark forces. I'd bet you anything the Pandemonium Archfiends are behind this." The earth suddenly rumbled between them, a chasm streaking past, the mummies toppling in with rattling moans, as Aussa joined them, the Archfiend Marmot of Nefariousness aiding her powers over the land itself.

 

"Agreed." said Aussa. "The only thing I don't understand is how they managed to get such vast numbers here. They had no idea the Ojamas had hired us, and the Ojamas stand little chance of defending. They must have sent a mighty powerful spellcaster to bring legions this large, and we'd have known about that. Dharc would sense... would have sensed it." Her head dipped briefly as she remembered the fifth members of their gang, lost in a scouting missions the day before to a surprise attack. Gigobyte suddenly dropped from his floating position above Eria, the last of his power exhausted, becoming corporeal, his body suddenly becoming physical as opposed to spiritual.

 

"I ca-an't ta-ake it a-any more." the small lizard drawled, his peculiar grasp of human tongue reducing "more" to "maw" as he drew out each vowel. He was panting heavily, every fibre of his body exhausted. Eria's head snapped back at the sudden loss of power, then she smiled sadly.

 

"You did your best, Gigobyte." She looked at Aussa, Hiita, and Wynn. "We're cleaned out, girls. I only have my natural magic, and that isn't strong enough to do any real damage to those things."

 

"Fine, I'll take over from Wynn." Aussa sighed. Archfiend Marmoset of Nefariousness (or Air, as he liked to call himselves for reasons unknown to anybody else) nodded in acceptance. "I don't think Air has much left in the tank, either." Just then, an Ojama Knight rushed up, bowing briefly to both.

 

"Ladiesh, they're about to break through the wall at outposht shix! If we give there, they'll clean ush all out! We need one of you to help ush hold it!"

 

"They're thickest here, I don't know if we can hold it here without all four of us." Eria spoke quietly. Aussa, the unofficial leader of the group, glanced at Eria, who nodded back. She then looked at Hiita, the youngest of the four.

 

"Hiita, go help Ojama Knight...?"

 

"Wally." replied the Ojama Knight.

 

"Help Wally out outpost six."

 

"But-" started Hiita.

 

"DO NOT DISOBEY ME." Aussa's voice was filled with the power of earthquakes, and Air hissed, his Archfiend side briefly made clear. "Wynn and I can hold this long enough for you to hold outpost six. Now move!" Hiita nodded, and she and the Ojama Knight began to run along the trench behind the stone wall in direction of outpost six.

 

Aussa waited until she was sure Hiita and Fox Fire was out of hearing, then quietly asked Eria "Who's at outpost six? Gigobyte and Petit Dragon were there earlier, weren't they?"

 

Eria briefly mentally communicated with Gigobyte, who was too tired to talk, before responding "Haniwa, Mokey Mokey, Mushroom Man, five Ojamas, Ojama Knight, and a few others Gigobyte can't remember."

 

"With Hiita there, they should be able to hold that."

 

"We stand no chance now, do we?"

 

"No. Not without reinforcements."

 

"But there aren't any left."

 

"I know."

 

"If we fall, they'll take the Ojama Country through here."

 

"I know."

 

"How can we stop them?"

 

Aussa didn't reply, but simply looked at Eria. Eria quickly through up a mental wall, preventing Gigobyte from hearing, as a sudden wave of sorrow ran over her.

 

"Ah."

 

Wynn suddenly fell back through the gap, clearly exhausted, holding Petit Dragon, who, like Gigobyte, had reverted to corporeal form. Aussa looked at her, and with the same flash of understanding, Wynn nodded.

 

"It was a pleasure knowing you, girls." Wynn laughed.

 

"Couldn't agree more." Aussa smiled.

 

Eria said nothing, but simply hugged them both, as the first Pharoah's Servant began to crawl through the entrance in the wall, only to be blasted back.

 

Sudddenly, the three charmers turned to their familiars.

 

"Thousand Energy!" said Aussa.

 

"Thousand Energy!" repeated Wynn.

 

"Triangle Power!" called Eria.

 

From that moment, their lives were sealed. Already, their very life force was flowing into their familiars, boosting their powers far beyond what they had been. Gigobyte felt himself growing, claws, teeth, jaws, tail, all developing, until he stood tall, a reptilian warrior of the highest calibre. Petit Dragon expanded into the air, sinuine and elegant, a true dragon of the skies. Air's teeth became pointed fangs, his body streamlined, the features of a savage wolverine coming through, and his Archfiend heritage showing stronger than ever.

 

Then, the six turned as one, and began to attack the thousands of Pharoah's Servants, inferno and tsunami and earthquake devastating them, Gigobyte, Air, and Petit Dragon rending them with talon, fang and claw. They held for nearly an hour, countless bodies flying away from them, smashed by the brutal forces they controlled. The weak mummies were no match for them, but their life forces were constantly ticking down towards their deaths.

 

Suddenly, the fighting stopped. All the Pharoah's Servants retreated, and formed two lines. The charmers and their familiars cautiously formed a circle, expecting a plot.

 

"It's almost like they're forming... an honour guard?" said Eria, warily.

 

"I think they are. Seems we'll find out who leads them after all..." said Aussa with a slight smile.

 

And indeed they would. Walking down the line of zombies, a dark spellcaster approached. Even from here, the six could feel the power radiating from him (for it was an unmistakeably male power). It was almost shockingly corrosive and vile, evil on an unimaginable scale, power beyond comprehending.

 

And the worse thing was, they recognised the figure.

 

"Hello, ladies." laughed Dharc, his familiar Meda Bat beside him.

 

"You traitor!" screamed Wynn, and the six lunged, before suddenly finding themselves unable to move, bound in mid-air.

 

"It's a real shame Hiita and Fox Fire couldn't make it." Dharc smirked. "Ah well. I'll talk with her soon enough."

 

"Why, Dharc?" croaked Aussa.

 

"Ha. Haha. Hahaha. HAHAHAHA." Dharc's crazed giggles sounded eerily across the battle pitch, before he focused on them. "Because I was better than you, stronger than you. Because I deserved the power. Do you honestly think the Archlords possess even the tinest scraps of power? The Archfiends... they have opened my eyes. I am more unbelievably strong than you could imagine! Meda Bat funnels the power of Pandemonium itself!"

 

"It was never about the power... it was about helping people..." Eria looked downcast.

 

"Ha. This is coming from the girl with the familiar so weak that it gets knocked down by small gusts of wind."

 

Gigobyte snarled, attempted to bite the throat out of this nest-destroyer, kin-traitor, oath-breaker, but his limbs were still held as though in concrete.

 

"He seems to have toughened up a tad since yesterday? Or is it..." Then Dharc gave a smile that was terrible to behold. "So... you've sacrificed your life forces? How long do you have left, do you reckon? Ten minutes maybe, ten minutes before the last drop of soul force leaves your body? And then you die. How heroic. And once you are dead, your pathetic familiars return to their ordinary forms, and become easy pickings for my servants, granted by the Archfiends themselves. Very well. I shall leave you to die, I think. I have better things to do. For example..."

 

"...destroy the Ojama Country!

 

 

[spoiler=Plot]

You play as the remnants of the force are defending outpost six. Shortly after the events of the Introduction, Dharc attacks outpost five, breaks through, and destroys the whole of the Ojama Country. The forces of output six, the furthest outpost from the main Ojama Country, arrive at the scene last. Ojama Knight Wally, Haniwa, Mushroom Man and Hiita attack Dharc, and perish. Something then triggers inside Mokey Mokey, and the unbelievable power of the Sacntuary in the Sky flows into his enraged body, and he wound Dharc, who retreats, before returning to his ordinary Mokey Mokey form.

 

Ojamas Red, Blue, Yellow, Green, and Black, the last survivors of their race, vow to rebuild the Ojama Country, and stay among the ruins of their nation. Mokey Mokey, Firefox and you head to outpost six to find out if your friends, Gigobyte and Petit Dragon survived. You arrive to find the bodies of Eria, Wynn, Aussa, and Air and Petit Dragon in their normal forms. Gigobyte is nowhere to be seen. Then, a miracle happens. The Archlord Christia appears, and revives Haniwa, Petit Dragon, Air, and Mushroom Man in the more powerful forms of Rock Spirit, Fairy Dragon, Obese Marmot of Nefariousness, and Mushroom Man #2, for they, and you, and Mokey Mokey and Fox Fire, have more work to do. It is essential, Christia says, for Gigobyte is essential to the plan of the Archlords. You MUST find Gigobyte before all is lost, and the Archfiends of Pandemonium triumph. This RP starts with you, Mokey Mokey (Moke to his friends), Fox Fire (Kitsuno to his friends), Rock Spirit (Haniwa to his friends), Obese Marmot of Nefariousness (Air to his friends), Fairy Dragon (Fey to her friends), and Mushroom Man #2 (Shroom to his friends) in the deserted wastelands just after the battle, strange reptilian tracks heading north.

 

[spoiler=Applications]

This is an Advanced Clause RP, as it must be, but I'm also intending this to be an extremely high quality RP. You will be required to some really good pieces of writing for this, so joining is for those who are good, or would like to become good. The application may be posted in this thread.

 

Your Character: (a Monster with a level of 3 or less. Certain cards are off limits, but I'll tell you if you've picked one. It's not compulsory, but picking one with a stronger counterparts, or a Lv X monster, or one with a small storyline, could be handy for plot reasons).

Name: (not really needed unless you picked a monster of which there are multiple members)

Gender: (not really needed unless you picked a monster of an ambiguous gender)

Skills: (any random skills your character may happen to have. Can they juggle? Play the flute?)