Giant group battle! Westley's characters vs Myds'

Michelle's eyes widened as she felt a breeze beneath her lab coat. She was hardly used to being in public, much less being exposed in public, and she was getting close to showing a bit of skin.

Thinking quickly, the alchemist took another phial, this one filled with refined phlogiston, to toss at Jessica's feet.

((I know phlogiston theory was debunked, but let's roll with it.))

Attack on Jessica's Robes

(Michelle 5+3 defense 4+3 success! damage 2+1!
Jessica 8+3 defense 5+3 success! damage 3+1!)

As the phial exploded, the phlogiston spread, combusting what was left of Jessica's silk robes with ease. Michelle noted carefully the speed at which it spread, mentally calculating how quickly the material dissipated into the air, for future use.

Jessica was surprised at her opponent's success, but she had already learned to doubt that pyromancers were the unquestionable apex conquerors she was told they'd be, so she let it go and focused on another ball of flame aimed at the alchemist's lab coat. Considering how things were going with this unknown opponent, she decided to forgo any speech she might regret later.

Michelle's calculations were suddenly interrupted as the garment caught fire. Actually, it had been burning for a few moments before she noticed. By that time, the coat was a total loss.

[Michelle: Lab Coat (destroyed), Silk Pants (destroyed), Shirt (1), Shorts (1), Bra (1), Panties (1)
Jessica: SilkRobes (destroyed), Underdress Upper(2), Underdress Lower(1), Linen shorts(1), Bra(1), Panties(1)]

Michelle knew that she could probably most easily attack her opponent at a closer range, so she ran up to the pyromancer. She tried to ignore the lack of fabric on her arms and legs.

Once she was close enough, Michelle planned to open a phial and pour it onto Jessica's shoulder. In the phial was a small amount of white phosphorous contained in some water. Hopefully, Michelle could get away before the phosphorous ignited itself.

Attack on Jessica's Upper Dress (Int 8)

(Michelle 6+3 Jessica 9+3 defense.
Jessica 6+3 Michelle 10+3 Critical defense, Jess penalty to defend next turn)

Michelle hadn't planned on Jessica's reflexes. While mages usually moved slower than those trained in stealth or combat, part of the rigorous program of the training academy had been in reaction timing. Jessica was able to jump out of the way, and the phosphorous spilled to the sand, where it made a small flash, blowing bits of sand into the air.

"You'll have to be quicker than that," said a nervous Jessica, feeling a bit more confident. Jessica took her time and readied a more spectacular spell this time. From her hands shot four sparks that turned into small dragon-shaped tongues of flame. The crowd cheered at the spectacle. The fiery dragons sailed through the air toward Michele's shirt, but the alchemist produced yet another flask, this one filled with a whitish powder. She quickly threw the powder into the air. When the fire came into contact with the particles, it fizzled out midair. Jessica's jaw dropped, astounded.

"I guess mages will just never learn;" Michelle said in a bored tone. "Physical science is clearly superior." As she was saying this, she drew a simple phial of water from her belt, and anyone watching had probably figured out that she had more in her belt than she would ever possibly need.

She threw the phial at Jessica's dress, with the simple intention of getting it wet. Then, the alchemist produced another phial, this one filled with white powder. Should the potassium chloride get wet on her dress, it would start to get very cold, very quickly. Hopefully so cold that Jessica would have to disrobe herself.

Attack on Jessica's Upper Dress (Int 8)

(Michelle 9+3=12 Defense 1 Critical defense fail!
Jessica 9+3 defense 7+3 Success!)

Jessica looked down at her wet dress, and could see the outline of her bra underneath, she laughed, thinking the attack was over. Then the second vial hit. Jessica had never felt anything so cold. As she tore her own dress from her body, she shivered, making her large breasts jiggle in her bra. The viewing sphere zoomed in on this, and observant spectators could see the outline of her hard nipples poking out, even through the fabric of her yellow lacy bra. Her matching yellow shorts came into view, and around the waistband hinted at the panties beneath.

"Oh, that was low!" she said, still shivering, "Science this!"
Jessica's reaction was nearly knee-jerk as she aimed a burst of flames at her opponent's shorts, singing them off without any trouble.

[Michelle: Lab Coat (destroyed), Silk Pants (destroyed), Shirt (1), Shorts (destroyed), Bra (1), Panties (1)
Jessica: SilkRobes (destroyed), Underdress Upper(removed), Underdress Lower(removed), Linen shorts(1), Bra(1), Panties(1)]

((Did I get the entire dress with that attack? Michelle's an Int character, so there's no way she could do that.))

westley24 wrote:((Did I get the entire dress with that attack? Michelle's an Int character, so there's no way she could do that.))

(Well, since she had to remove it, she lost it all...the parts were kind of an arbitrary partition, to distiribute the upper and lower points.  No worries.)
(And as long as I'm posting a non-store post, images coming soon...lots of them. I'm almost caught up to us, with around 60, maybe less when uploaded.)

((Alright. It just seemed a bit unfair that I remove two garments simultaneously. If it needs to be, it could easily be balanced out with an extra action on your turn.))

Michelle's immediate reaction was to cover her purple boy-shorts, but she needed at least one hand to fight. She reluctantly removed both hands to take two phials, get close to Jessica, and pour them on the pyromancer's shorts.

In the phials were a silvery metal and a reddish powder, and when they combine, they should create a generous amount of heat. Enough to incinerate pants, definitely. Probably also enough to seriously burn a person, but they were magically protected.

Attack on Jessica's Shorts (Int 8)

(Mich 4+3 Jess 2+3 Success!
Jess 1 critical fail! shouldn't have gotten an attack that round anyway, so call it even for the dress--oh, and it's good for the narrative.)

The mage was so distraught to have lost her dress for the first time in the arena, that she was looking down at the frozen pieces, trying to see if they could be salvaged. Unfortunately, they were frozen so solid, that when she touched them, they shattered. But this wouldn't be the worst consequence of this action. As she was bent over, looking at the ground, the back of her shorts became an easy target. All the alchemist had to do was saunter up to the distracted mage and pour the contents of her phials onto the shorts, step back, and watch the fireworks.

It was only moments before the shorts were sizzling. Jessica could feel the heat, let out a high scream, and jumped into the air comically shaking her behind as the shorts disappeared and her panties came into view.

The audience had already been laughing at the mage shaking her burning backside when her panties came into view. At that point, the noise level in the arena went about as high as it had ever been, and even Syndra cracked a smile. The pyromancer, who, up until today, had seemed a dominant force in the arena, was wearing the most childish full-cut panties. Somehow, they were printed with tiny flowers in green, orange, and blue, below a purple waistband.

Jessica shrieked again and tried to prevent the viewing sphere from getting a good look at her panties, but it was both too late and futile--she simply didn't have enough hands to cover the surface area. Every time she put her hands in the way, the sphere moved.

The mage was so embarrassed she felt the now-familiar feeling in her hands. Were her palms sweating? Picking a hand up to look at it, she got a faceful of mud. The crowd went wild yet again, as the viewing sphere showed the embarrassed mage's messy face. The shock of mud in the face somehow seemed to stop the flow of the sticky substance, but the damage had been done--Jessica was as much a laughing stock in the Enferia Arena right now as Abigail and her friends had ever been able to make her back at the academy. She wished she could just go back to the dormitory, close the door, put out the lamps, lie down, and cry. But she had a match to fight, and couldn't even enjoy such a small comfort.

"Michelle is the victor!" the announcer's voice called out. "She'll be able to enter phase two with a shirt in addition to her underclothes. I can't tell what's more embarrassing for the poor pyromancer, losing, her choice of underwear, or shooting herself in the face with mud. Well, she'll have a few moments to think about it as we prepare for phase 2 of the competition.

In the box reserved for Jessica's team, Abigail was laughing hysterically. Irlana was glaring at her, in an almost threatening way. "Yes," said the headmistress, "the disobedient brat is humiliated yet again. But don't forget that we need her to protect our own dignity. Wise up. You can go back to hating each other after this is all over. I want to get our of here without losing any more dignity."

(A short pause as I set up the intro for the next part.)

Michelle bowed for the crowd, happy to have even a bit more covering than anyone else in the match. She then walked over to her team's side of the arena and joined Caterina, Yvette, and Jacqueline.

Caterina, despite her attire, stood with her sword drawn ready to fight, and Yvette was standing with her bow ready, still mad at Abigail. Jacqueline, much to her dismay, was the only one on her team showing any embarrassment, yet, covering her breasts as much as she could.

"Alright, team," Caterina tried to inspire her teammates. "We're entering this last part with a slight advantage; we can do this."

"I just want to see the snob I fought humiliated," Yvette responded.

"She didn't seem to be very good," Michelle said.

"Well, then, it's settled," Caterina concluded, "we go for 'pink underwear' first."

"Look out for the topless one," Jacqueline offered, "she's stronger than she looks."

(OK, we'll have team initiative to keep a battle of 8 characters from getting too crazy, post-wise. They don't by any means have to pair off, ganging up is a reasonable strategy.)
(Initiative Caterina 9 Jessica 5)

The crowd cheered like thunder as the contestants from both teams were led into the arena. Their boots, shoes, and belts had been removed, leaving each with only two articles of clothing, mostly just undergarments, except in the case of the braless Irlana who wore shorts instead, and Michelle, who got to keep her shirt. They still carried any weapons, magic items, jewelry, or goggles they had on before.

The guards ordered each team to stand in a row, allowing the viewing sphere to take a good, long, look at each contestant. A guard with a magic lightning rod threatened to shock any contestant that dare try to cover up during the lineup.

For her part, Jessica was exasperated, but was glad she had at least been offered a wet washcloth to clean her face before the matchup. Mud in her eyes wouldn't do for such a competition.

Irlana simply looked curious. She ogled the other contestants, and drank in the cheers of the crowds. She playfully twirled the wand between her fingers, and occasionally shushed it when it tried to speak.

The headmistress was still outraged to be here. She had accepted that she'd need to focus if she didn't want to lose. Not losing was on her mind, rather than winning. She didn't care about the adulation of the crowd, or what part of her opponents she could expose, and she thought Irlana childish and immature for being excited about the event rather than concerned. She certainly didn't want the viewing sphere showing the crowd any more of her middle-aged body. She tried to ignore some of the more negative-sounding comments from the crowd.

Abigail shared her concern, but also took the events of her prior bout personally. She relished the idea of revenge on Yvette, but found her sadistic reverie interrupted by the voice of her longest-running enemy.

"Listen, if we're going to win this we need a strategy," said Jessica. "Who put you in charge?" Abigail interrupted. The Headmistress' expression showed that she agreed, but Irlana gave her a serious glare, and she decided not to voice her support. "Do you want to keep your panties on or not?" Jessica continued. "Normally, I would suggest we each pick and enemy and strip her. But their last fighter, the alchemist, she has some attacks the like of which I've never seen before. Plus, she's got an advantage over us--that shirt. I think we'd better take her out early." Irlana nodded in approval. The headmistress paused, then nodded resignedly. Abigail simply stared at them.

Again, the announcer's voice called out, "You're watching history in the making today. This will be epic, as I'm sure, what comes after will be." He paused while he looked at Syndra, who, barely moving, gave an almost imperceptible nod. But the announcer was used to her barely discernable signals. "Commence!" he called out.

Caterina spent the time in the line-up preparing herself for the battle to come. She didn't really mind all the people looking at her that much, so long as she was still in her underwear. She maybe even hoped people were paying a bit more attention to her.

Yvette fixed Abigail with a cold stare. She was going to make this woman pay.

Jacqueline found out about the guard with the shock-stick the hard way. Once she regained her composure, she simply stood there really wishing she was anywhere else right now, and hopping from foot to foot in the mushy sand.

Michelle took in the various features of her opponents. Something's wrong with her magic; it's not working like she wants it to. She probably doesn't even care about the outcome of this match. She's certainly not the fan favorite. Wow, she is angry. These were among the thoughts going through the alchemist's mind, and she used them to come up with a threat priority system.

Once she was able, Caterina ran at Abigail with her sword drawn, ready to slice at her panties while Yvette fired a few standard arrows at her bra straps.

While this was happening, Jacqueline had singled out Jessica as a potential threat, and intended to remove her from the match as early as possible. Concentrating on her form, Jacqueline threw as many knives as possible at the pyromancer, desperate to hit anything.

Michelle was acting on her own accord. Once she was allowed, she grabbed the special phial from around her neck. She quickly placed her goggles over her eyes, closed her eyes as much as she could, looked away, and broke the phial.

((I'm not really sure what to do with Michelle's special ability. I was thinking that it wouldn't count as an action, it would affect anyone unprepared (i.e. everyone except for Michelle,) and it would cause an attack and defense penalty that fades over 2 or 3 rounds. Does that sound too powerful? Assuming, at least, that it wouldn't count as an action ...))

There was a blinding white light that didn't really impede the crowd's viewing (they were too far away) but for a second. In the ensuing chaos, Michelle grabbed a flask from her belt(?) and quickly downed the contents. She immediately felt stronger and faster, but she knew that the effects would soon leave her drained.

((Assuming that Arcane Shield also doesn't count as an action ...))

Michelle, leaving her goggles where they were, saw Irlana, the greater of the two threats her team wasn't already trying to eliminate. Quickly grabbing a phial of her sulfuric acid, she raced to pour it over Irlana's shorts.

Caterina: Attack on Abigail's Panties (Str 7)
Yvette: Attack on Abigail's Bra (Dex 7)
Jacqueline: Slice and Dice Ability and Flurry of Blows on Jessica's Bra, then Panties (Dex
Michelle: Flashbang Ability, activate Arcane Shield(?), Attack on Irlana's Shorts (Int (?)

Jessica's team was too busy with their internal squabbles to move into action as quickly as they should have.  

(cat 4+2 Ab 2 success Yvette 2+2 Ab2+1 success)
Abigail was standing still thinking about what she was going to do to Yvette when the arrows hit.  Her bra, cut loose, started to slide off of her, and she moved her hands up to grab it, before it blew away.  Her motion was futile, but it meant her hands were nowhere near her panties as Caterina's sword cut them loose with a flourish.  The viewing sphere immediately focused in on her overgrown bush, as she whined, then stomped her feet in indignation, tears in her eyes smearing her makeup as her breasts and backside bounced lasciviously.

At the same time, Jessica was aware of how quickly Jacqueline had closed the distance on her (Jacq v bra 4 + 2, def 5 success, Jacq vs pant 7+2-1, defense 8 success!)  Jessica tried to push the shorter thief away as her huge breasts came into view.  It was to no avail, and soon, Jacqueline was dangling her panties from her blade like a trophy.  Again, the sphere focused in a patch of untrimmed dark hair surrounding her pink pussy lips.  Jessica screamed and tried to cover herself.  

"Well," said the announcer, "judging by the amount of bush on display, I'd say that Pyromancer's Academy must have a regulation against trimming!"  Little did he know he was almost right--it was less of a regulation, and more of a tradition at some of the older and more renowned all-female mage schools.

(OK, how about it's a defense penalty for two rounds, and the arcane shield is instantaneous, but only one instantaneous spell can be cast per round--that is, you can cast it the beginning of next round.)
(Michelle vs Irlana attack 4+3 defense 7+3-1 defended!
Irlana vs. Michelle Int 8+3 defense 5+3)

Michelle's flask caused Irlana to cough and wheeze for a moment--she now felt slightly disoriented.  But when the alchemist followed up by trying to pour the contents of another Phial into her shorts, Irlana pushed her back.  "No, no, no, only I decide who gets into my pants," the mage said in her thick accent and a surprisingly jovial tone.  Waving her wand, she gestured at Michelle's own boy shorts, and the garment was pulled straight up, violently, as if some very strong unseen creature was giving her a wedgie.  Eventually, the panties tore right off.

For her part, Headmistress Lawson was concerned.  Two of her companions had been stripped at the very start of the fight, and that bimbo foreign mage seemed to be locked in what would inevitably be a  losing battle with the alchemist.  She would have liked to run away, but knew that she would not be able to exit the arena before she was fully exposed.  Ignoring the strategic promise she had made to that now-denuded brat Jessica, she cast a fire spell directly on Yvette's panties, burning them right off.
(Hm 5+2 defense 4 success!)

(I'm just gonna do a rundown here by number of clothing articles left:
Jessica 0, Abigail 0, Headmistress 2, Irlana 2
Caterina 2, Yvette 1, Jacqueline 2, Michelle 2)

((The spells sound fair, but I'm not sure you quite understand the targeting of the flashbang. It hits everyone, friend and foe, unless they're deliberately trying to avoid the flash. Hardly anyone other than Michelle will ever be prepared for it, so the defense penalty would apply to everyone. We don't really need to work out the details for this match, considering how little effect it can possibly have at this point. Also, doesn't Michelle have a shirt and a bra on?))

Yvette gasped as the unexpected fire exposed her neatly trimmed bush. Eager to get the match over with, she quickly started firing assorted arrows at the headmistress, much like Jacqueline had attacked Jessica.

Caterina, after doing her part for Yvette, felt obligated to help Michelle. She ran up to Irlana and attacked much the same way she had attacked Abigail. Jacqueline ran over to assist her friend, Caterina. ((I meant for Caterina and Jacqueline to interact more during this fight, but I forgot to do that.))

Michelle tried her best not to squirm, but fidgeted a little before her panties finally broke off. She now took out a flask and downed the contents, feeling stronger and faster, and she tried again with the sulfuric acid, assuming there was anything left.

Caterina: Attack on Irlana's Shorts (Str 7)
Yvette: Flurry of Blows on HM's Bra, then Panties (Dex 7)
Jacqueline: Attack on Irlana's Shorts/Panties (Dex 8)
Michelle: Attack on Irlana's Shorts/Panties or HM's Bra/Panties (Int 8)

((The multiple targets for Jacqueline and Michelle are priority lists, because Michelle might not even have to attack at this point.))

(Yeah, I had noticed my numerical error with Michelle and fixed it.  I get it now, about the flashbang and the goggles.  Maybe it would be easiest for the math to give Michelle a bonus with it?)

(Cat 9+2 Def 4 success!  Jacq 6+2  def 5 success!)
Irlana was enjoying the view she had just exposed and wasn't ready to defend herself.  Caterina managed to hit her right along the seam of her shorts, splitting them in two.  The arena magic protected her, but she felt a sting as if she had been hit with a switch.  "Aye!" she shrieked.  

But that's when Yvette's arrows removed her panties, which ended up impaled on one of the arrows, stuck into the sand behind her.  For a third time this battle, the viewing sphere displayed a hairy pussy.  The announcer felt obliged to comment yet again.  "Well, to my knowledge, she didn't even go to that school...maybe that's the fashion 'down under' or wherever the heck she's from!"  Irlana looked at her two denuded teammates.  Jessica was balling herself up with her knees facing in, trying to cover the best she could.  Abigail was running around trying to find a place where she could escape the view of the the crowd and the sphere, but only succeeded in jiggling for their entertainment.  Irlana, not bothering to cover up at all, walked over to Jessica and tried to hug her.  Jessica shied away..."what's wrong with you...don't you know where we are?"  "It's the Arena of Enferia.  And your point...?"  Jessica looked up at her in disbelief, "We lost, we're going to have to pay the price."  "That old biddy is still fighting," Irlana said, hopefully.
Overhearing, the headmistress screamed, "I'm only 39!"

(Yvette 2+2-1 def 7, 4+2-2 def 10 critical!
Michelle 9+ 2-1 def 1-1 critical defense fail!)

Yvette was in a perfect position to attack Abigail, but there were too many people between her and the headmistress to get a clear shot in. With the threat of Irlana mitigated, however, Michelle attacked the Headmistress' bra. Soon, her large, low-hanging breasts and large, dark areolas came into view. The sphere picked them up. Her nightmares were coming true. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate nonetheless. She had been working up a spell that would cause Yvette's bra to heat up, forcing her to drop it.  (Hm 10+2, def 6 success!)

(HM 2, Irlana 0 Jessica 0 Abigail 0
Yvette 0, Cat 2 Jacq 2, Michelle 2)

((That would make the math easier, but it wouldn't really fit with the theatrics, not that that's a problem in the math part. Not that this is a problem either, but I forgot to mention in my last summary that Michelle had used Arcane Shield. Also, what happened to Yvette's and Michelle's attacks?))

westley24 wrote:((That would make the math easier, but it wouldn't really fit with the theatrics, not that that's a problem in the math part. Not that this is a problem either, but I forgot to mention in my last summary that Michelle had used Arcane Shield. Also, what happened to Yvette's and Michelle's attacks?))

westley24 wrote:  
Caterina: Attack on Irlana's Shorts (Str 7)
Yvette: Flurry of Blows on HM's Bra, then Panties (Dex 7)
Jacqueline: Attack on Irlana's Shorts/Panties (Dex
Michelle: Attack on Irlana's Shorts/Panties or HM's Bra/Panties (Int
((The multiple targets for Jacqueline and Michelle are priority lists, because Michelle might not even have to attack at this point.))

(It looked to me like you were focusing all the attacks on the most dangerous one...? Oh, I misread...let me work on that.)

((Yvette was attacking HM, and if Michelle couldn't attack Irlana because she was already nude, then she was going to attack HM.))

(There we go.  Sorry.  It looked to me like all four were ganging up on Irlana, and you said Michelle's attack may not even be necessary if she was already stripped.  Oh, and it was Yvette who finally stripped Irlana. I must have misread, been bouncing between windows a lot.)

Yvette was thinking they had almost guaranteed victory, and she was probably right. But that didn't stop the heat from coming across chest. As much as she hated the prospect of being naked in public, the faunus just had to lose the bra. She did it as quickly as she could and covered herself once it was off. Then, she just waited for her teammates to win the match.

Meanwhile, Caterina was trying to strip the headmistress for the second time that day. And Jacqueline assisted her, like she did against Irlana. Michelle was so confident that these two would be able to take the headmistress that she just stood back and tried to pull the hem of her shirt over her naturally hairless pussy.

Caterina: Attack on HM's Panties (Str 7)
Jacqueline: Attack on Hm's Panties (Dex 8)

(Caterina 5+2 def 6 success!)

Caterina's sword slashed through the mages's panties. "Noooo...." she cried, trying to cover herself up, as her own hairy pussy came into view. She knew the battle had been a foregone conclusion for some time now, but that didn't make the burden of losing in front of all these people any lighter.

Abigail was still running around the arena, trying to find a place safe from prying eyes and failing. Irlana just stood and stared at everything, while Jessica was on her hands and knees, crying and trying to cover up.

"Weeeeeelllllllll, that does it!" the announcer called out. "Let's see what our Arena team has in store for these wayward mages. It's not over until it's over, and my money is on them having a long night ahead of them!"

"Wooo!" Caterina shouted after the announcer finished. Her teammates were significantly less excited. This didn't stop Caterina from embracing Jacqueline while their former opponents dismayed. Jacqueline was obviously not going to reciprocate the hug, but she accepted it. This was in spite of the fact that Caterina's breasts were in her face.

"Well," Caterina started, taking leadership of the situation. "I'm sure we're going to take a bit to reach our decision on your punishments, but while you wait ..." She pointed at Jessica. "you, can enjoy ..." She pointed at Abigail. "your company. I sense some tension between you. You other two can get together as well, and I want you to love each other like you mean it."

The winning team then gathered to discuss ideas, many of which would be revealed soon.

Abigail was running out of breath from all of the useless running.  Jessica halfheartedly got up and made her way over to where Abigail was panting.  As she walked up to her Abigail tried to complain as much as her current state of breath could allow.  "Get...away...from me..you weirdo.  This is....all your fault."

The headmistress was spending her time trying to cover up, but Irlana walked up behind her and slapped her on the backside with gusto.  "Well," she said unironically, "I don't like you much, but it looks like we're gonna be lovers tonight....ahhh...someone I hate.   First time for everything I
guess."  The headmistress wasn't able to take it in such stride.  "Get your grubby--wait, where are you from?  Get your grubby wherever-you're-from-hands off me!" she yelled, trying to peel Irlana's hands off of her breasts. "No need to be rude," Irlana said, silencing her with a tongue in her mouth.