Hat taps Venia on her shoulder and points at her gun when she turns her head accordingly. Venia nods, more concerned about Echoss at this moment, and Hat returns to the land of relevance as he whisks himself away to Crafltandia.

Once upon a time in Craftlandia, Hat busies himself with bashing a single ingot of Elemental Silver with a tome of Salvation. Why? Because that's how we do things in Craftlandia, with zero percent sense and one hundred percent surreal nonsense. When the Elemental Silver eventually gets the picture and sanctifies itself in accordance with all known law of aviation, if not in purpose, Hat proceeds to take several of the Sanctified Rounds-lets say 50-and shoves them into the same device that was somehow improvised by Marron to somehow create infinite basic crafting items. As that machine of indeterminate origin wraps up, Hat takes a single unit of Fluxtainted metal and Roseblighted wood, stare them down, and throws them into a mirror wreathed in pure distortion majjyks. The distortion magics flips the properties of both wood and metal turn-ways, or at least the most important of them-so instead of Flux and Chaos, the power of Pulchritude and Order infuses itself into the ingot and wood, creating a Charismatic Ingot and a Purifying Log.

Hat proceeds to melt down and partition the Charismatic Ingot and Purifying Log into various little gun pieces for an expertly crafted gun using the powers of his previously-estbalished master gunsmithing abilities in order to do this without requiring a load of fancy flavor text. Instead, you get fancy flavor text about how the machine spits out the infinite ammo box of Sanctified Rounds for use with Venia's weapon and Venia's weapon very specifically, cheating attempts will be banned via banhammer. Hat happily slots it into Venia's weapon, which is still a revolver because it's always a revolver with Venia. In fact-wouldn't you look at that, its already done! Wow. Or, almost. Hat slots in a bit of extra bit near the trigger where Venia can determine what element the weapon fires, because its a 'magical' weapon with an element Venia can set between battles instead of just always being fire. How neat.

Hat stores the newfound weapon, dubbed 'Chrono Trigger,' back in Venia's holster where it belongs.

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Materials Expended: 1 Elemental Silver, 1 Fluxtainted Ingot, 1 Roseblighted Log, 50 Sanctified Rounds.

(T5) Chrono Trigger
Good Morning, Crono!
(12-13) Magical, Range 3-5, Retreat 1, Counter 3, HIT 7, +2 SPC +2 MMP.
WEAPON SKILL: Trigger/Cross. As a bonus action, do one of the following.
TRIGGER: Gain Ordo for 3 rounds. This is a standard action. However, using this allows you to use your basic attack as a bonus action at the expense of Ordo. This may also be used to negate the penalty of using CROSS.
CROSS: Perform your basic attack as a bonus action, then lose Ordo if you have it. Yes, this is a bonus action. However, if you do not have Ordo and use this, you gain TimeParadox for 3 rounds. TimeParadox is a Special status effect that cannot be cured by normal means. If TimeParadox ticks down to 0, you take (25-25) Direct Damage. You may neutralize TimeParadox by gaining Ordo-any method works. Gaining Ordo in this manner will instead act to neutralize TimeParadox, and only that.

So basically it's close-to-the-same as before, except time bends to your will because you've convinced it so thoroughly with your well-thought out arguments or something.

Mask Spider: 8 / 8 HP
5 MOV, Skirmisher
14 DGE
Shares your other substats

As an action, you may deal (9-9) Glitch Damage with Armorpierce3 and Slip3 and inflict Armorbreak2, Ensnared2 and Brainburn5 for three rounds on a target in Range 1. Then, die, leaving no corpse.

PASSIVES:

Insignificant: You exert no Zone of Control. You leave no corpse upon being downed. You grant no SP. You do not count for the summon cap.

Bow Kid joins the party!

The entire build has been changed from last time, so it should probably be re-done.

MATERIALS:
-1x Maraca Staff
-1x Temple Brick
-4x Copper Gears
-1x Dance Floor Tile
-1x Speaker System
-3x Joltwire
-5x Wire Scraps
-1x Hardened Glass
-1x Platinum Ingot
-1x Shock Crystal (5 credits)
-1x Uniform Log
-1x Fell Beast Hide

Bow Kid takes the Maraca Staff, and takes the head off of it, being careful not to spill the beans/sand/whatever out onto the ground. She then takes out a Temple Brick, and carves it out into the shape of what appears to be a Metronome. She hollows out the back and front of the brick, leaving a rather large hole going straight through it.

Bow Kid then cuts up a piece of Hardened Glass in such a way that it will fit into the hollowed-out brick.

She then takes out a small Speaker System, and a Dance Floor Tile. She cuts a rather large circular hole out of the tile, and fuses it to the Speaker System with some platinum. Bow Kid then takes apart the speaker system from the back, and effectively guts it. She then takes off a lot of the excess speaker and tile, to make it fit into the Metronome properly. She takes it out again, as she's not done with the insides yet.

She puts in a few Copper Gears (say, 2), and then uses a piece of the Platinum to make a needle for the metronome. She fits it into the front of the Metronome, through the backside. Then she inserts the glass through the back, sealing off the front while leaving the needle outside. She then places the last two gears into the device, and uses a bit of Joltwire to make a motor of sorts, connecting it to a small Shock Crystal for power. SHe uses some wire scraps to make a system that allows for the classic back-and-forth motion of the metronome.

Bow Kid then connects everything to the Speaker System and Dance Floor Tile by way of Wire Scraps. She then opens up the part of the Maraca Staff she just took off, and opens it up. She then makes a small container out of a Uniform Log, and puts all the stuff into it and that into a safe spot, away from all the electronics and gizmos. She then opts to keep it there using a bit of Platinum, and puts the back speaker into the Metronome.

Bow Kid, almost done with her work, decorates the rest with the last of the Platinum, and then carves some generic pretty-looking designs onto it, completing the head.

The shaft was infinitely simpler, only requiring her to apply the scraps of the Temple Brick to the shaft, covering it completely.

Then, after bringing the head and shaft together, she whispers a little chant, making the stone in the head and shaft fuse together at their proper connection points. Bow Kid carves more of the generic prettiness stuff onto the shaft, before laying on some Fell Beast Hide onto the handle for a better grip, tying them tight.

...Plus, it seems like whatever Bow Kid chanted, it's now become laced with a slight tinge of temporal magic.

Either way, she equips the staff, clearly happy with her work.

Metronomaraca Timekeeper complete!

MATERIALS:
-1x Deviant Radio
-1x Speaker System
-3x Joltwire
-5x Wire Scraps
-1x Small AI Core
-1x Electromagnet Cluster
-1x Circuit Board

Bow Kid calls upon some help for this one. She talks into her copy of the Hat Kid Plushie, asking Sophia to really quickly make an upgrade to the Deviant Radio. She seems confused as to why she was asked, but eventually gets on it.

She takes out the required materials, and gets started. And by that, opens the Deviant Radio from the back. She also takes apart a speaker system to get some of the more difficult-to-manufacture parts.

She trims down the Electromagnet Cluster in such a way as to make it fit inside the radio. She then fiddles with some of the smaller parts; inductors and the like; so that the radio could pick up much more faint signals from miles away. She inserts the Electromagnet Cluster and hooks it up to the systems via Joltwire, making sure to keep it out of the way of the electronics.

Then, as far away from that as she can, she inserts a Small AI Core into the system, to have it aid in picking up signals. She hooks it up with Joltwire and a few Wire Scraps, adds in a stick of RAM in the form of a circuit board, and carefully, delicately, programs the AI to do what she wants it to do using the Scanner.

Somehow.

Don't ask.

Anyway, her job done, she closes up the radio, and tests it. She picks up a western tune. Real funky.
She shoves it into the Inventory, for Bow Kid to grab. Bow Kid thanks her through the Plushie and equips the radio.

Longwave Radio complete!

Result: TRINKET (T5): Encircling Ice
"The cold might devour you, come to me..."
Stats: +4 MHP, +1 CNT
Resistances: Ice (40%)
Close to Me: At the end of your turn, deal (6-6) Ice Damage to all foes within exactly Range 2. If an enemy ends their turn within exactly Range 2 of you, they also take (6-6) Ice damage.

Items Used: 1 Blizzard Regalia, Enclosing Frost, 2 Tornadopetals, 2 Glacier Clusters, 4 Megabark, 1 Flame Redirector

Crya gets to work on upgrading Enclosing Frost. She takes 4 Megabark, 2 Tornadopetals, 2 Glacier Clusters, and a Blizzard Regalia. She forms a secondary ring with the Megabark, and begins an infusion process with all the items she has taken. She takes the Blizzard Regalia and the Glacier Clusters, and imbues their powers upon the Megabark. Suddenly, frost forms on the Megabark, and it takes a cyan hue. She then takes the Tornadopetals and also uses their powers upon the upgraded Enclosing Frost. Suddenly, a small snowstorm whips up, which Crya promptly controls. She then remembers the flammability of Megabark, and also uses a Flame Redirector to make Encircling Ice less flammable.

...Chloe stares blankly at Destiny. What did she do? She was just standing there, having barely escaped death a few moments ago, and now she’s here.

CHLOE: You… uh, sure this is the best time?
CHLOE: I nearly died a few minutes ago!
DESTINY: Well, I thought that this might be a good time to talk to you, considering the battle’s just done. Healing’s fast for heroes like you, correct?
CHLOE: Don’t I get a say in thi-
CHLOE: ...Actually, fine. Go ahead and say whatever you’re going to.

Chloe opts to get comfy, throwing down a chair from the inventory. While her annoyance is clear, she’s still polite enough to throw out a chair for Destiny as well.Destiny plops herself down and gets in storytelling position.

DESTINY: ...So, I shall tell you the tragic tale of the Original Humans.
DESTINY: So, the first humans were carved by our collective hands from the obsidian of Primordia. Each of us 24 gods and goddesses gave an aspect of ourselves into the creation of humans, so that they would be whole. I consider it to this day our greatest achievement.
DESTINY: We decided to let them run free, only showing ourselves when we felt something wrong with the world. Over time, civilization formed, and with it the religion...s. Though we were one, the humans saw us as separate entities, different gods from the far reaches of the heavens to compete for dominance.
CHLOE: And then you killed them because they weren’t worshipping you. The end.

Destiny shakes her head, before going on.

DESTINY: Unfortunately, what this evolved to was… not what we desired. At first, it was slight extremism, blood oaths and sacrifices of large animals. Of course, at the time we thought this was simple extreme devotion.
DESTINY: Then it mutated into horrible, horrible things. Cults formed. Humans began being sacrificed, so that one god may become more powerful and destroy the rest, taking and enslaving all the heretics in one of our names.
DESTINY: In particular, there was my cult. The Elder Starseekers. Several magicians believed, somehow, that I was within the Sun, and that if I was released with enough power, I could give them anything they wanted, unlimited power over the universe. They took an entire village, and killed them in my name. As more and more damned souls appeared, I grew more and more concerned. Then…
DESTINY: They tried something extreme.

Chloe halts Destiny for a moment.

CHLOE: Wait, so…
CHLOE: I still don’t get it. You’re an almighty god, right?
CHLOE: Couldn’t you… do something about this before it got bad?
CHLOE: Surely, you could’ve just INTERVENED before they did something freaking crazier than raiding a village, right?
CHLOE: I mean, I’m not surprised that you gods are ignoran-

CHLOE: …
CHLOE: That was insensitive. I’m sorry.

Destiny sighs, as if this is a story she’s told a thousand times, but goes on to explain her non-interventionism.

DESTINY: Well, two major things. I have to keep track of the rest of the universe, and when we first made these humans, we signed a contract of non-intervention to make sure that two gods don’t go to war over something like a maiden.
DESTINY: Ironically, that actually happened…
DESTINY: On with the story. The other cults had found out about this, and declared war on the Elder Starseekers. They were on the verge of destroying each other.
DESTINY: We were at our limit, beyond hope that these humans could redeem themselves. And so, we used our universal agreement on what decision to make, and broke the contract, then, we performed a wipe of Earth.
CHLOE: That seems… a bit much.
CHLOE: You’d destroy everyone for the acts of some radicals?
CHLOE: W-Why?
DESTINY: Think of it as the mass reset button on humans so that we don’t have to wait for 10,000 years for life to grow again. Grouping everyone and then returning those who didn’t deserve damnation is less risky than finding each cultist when they’re essentially going to nuke each other.
CHLOE: S-So many innocent people...

DESTINY: Anyways…
DESTINY: The God of Death used his powers to simultaneously destroy all human bodies, and wrangle their souls into the underworld. There, we judged the souls of those who had died, and the minority of those who were truly innocent were sent back to live again, with more direct intervention. We had learned our lesson from this incident.
DESTINY: However, those who were guilty, the cultists, the bloodthirsty warriors who slaughtered for “us…”
DESTINY: Have… received proper proper punishment. Eternal damnation to Vulcan.

DESTINY: ...I should have gotten straight to the point instead of telling you this story.
DESTINY: Why I am heavy handed in my punishments is because I do not want people to fall in to the same pitfalls of the Original Humans in their worship. There are actually quite a few that I can redeem, but quite often, they are too far to do that.
DESTINY: For humans in what you would consider ancient times, threatening to kill them is far more effective than encouraging them to not desecrate statues of us. As you can presume, the kinds of people who go to such measures are usually not sound in the head, thus coaxing is practically useless.
DESTINY: There’s not much else to say, except that I have to set harsh standards and punishments so that we don’t go back to the times of human sacrifices and division between worshippers. We want peace in our world, even if that means taking down anything that could disrupt that peace with violence.

The swordswoman refuses this idea.

CHLOE: I-It’s just… I mean, I’m glad that you’re trying to explain it…
CHLOE: But there has to be another way to do things without so much bloodshed.
CHLOE: And you don’t need to freak out if they paint a mustache on your statue, or whatever…
CHLOE: You could try and prevent the creation of such sects in the first place.
CHLOE: Give the people something to work with. A code of laws, lest they want to burn in whatever the hell your hell is, or something…
DESTINY: Vulcan, is what we call our version of hell. It’s more akin to the Fields of Punishment from Greek mythology than anything, though I guess all hells are the same in essence.
CHLOE: Or like… y’know, why the hell did these cults even form!?
CHLOE: Like, what the hell did you guys do to create such wackos?
CHLOE: The people of my Earth can be… a little crazy, but you sure are making these nutjobs seem like the majority!

DESTINY: Well, we created humanity with all the flaws of it, and that, combined with us just appearing and using divine powers then leaving, left a lot to the imagination. We have learned from the past, and we take a more direct approach to engineering humans to not stab each other over which goddess is more appealing or whatever.
DESTINY: And as for the cults…
DESTINY: Honestly, largely our fault for signing the non-intervention contract. We didn’t want one god to push humanity too far in the wrong direction, especially a certain goddess who can control desires. But still, we made a mistake, and so we restarted the evolution of humans.
DESTINY: Lastly, these cults were holding cities hostage. Putting their own into political circles. To put it in a comparison, similar to how the Ku Klux Klan dominated American Politics in the late 19th and early 20 centuries.

Destiny takes a moment to compose herself for her concluding statement. Chloe meanwhile, wonders why Destiny knows about the history of her Earth. Maybe she’s bilingual, but in the sense that she’s bi-earthual or something. She shrugs internally.

DESTINY: But… even if you do not agree with me, my point here was to hope you can understand at least why I commit the evils I do. Has my point gone across?
CHLOE: I… still don’t really understand you.
CHLOE: Maybe it’s because I’m just a “lowly mortal” who cares too much for the lives of other people…
CHLOE: But, well, I can appreciate you trying to explain these things to me.
CHLOE: It shows that you care.
DESTINY: Well, thank you for listening. I’ve been trying to see humans as more than numbers for a while, but ultimately at the scale that I am it’s impossible not to. But you should be going along, you’re chasing that… thing, and should do so posthaste. The fate of the world is in your, or well, our hands.

Destiny gets up and waves goodbye before suddenly warping out of the zone before Chloe can do much of her own goodbye. She signs, collects the chairs that she set up moments ago, and prepares to march upon the Church of Helix once more.

Venia: Respec complete without issues. 1 Elemental Silver, 1 Rosetainted Ingot, 1 Roseblighted Log, and 50 Sanctified Rounds used to craft the Chrono Trigger.
Boshi: Respec denied. It's partially gone through, but your special and trait are kinda freaking bonkers and need changes. Maraca Staff, Temple Brick, 4 Copper Gears, a Dance Floor Tile, a Speaker System, 3 Joltwire, 5 Wire Scraps, a pane of Hardened Glass, a Platinum Ingot, a Uniform Log, a Fell Beast Hide, and 5 Credits used for the Metronomaraca Timekeeper. Deviant Radio, a Speaker System, 3 Joltwire, 5 Wire Scraps, a Small AI Core, an Electromagnetic Cluster, and a Circuit Board used for the Longwave Radio.
Author: -2 DEF. +Merciful, +Live to Serve.
Echoss: +1 AGI, -1 SPC, +Pockets, +Know How To Use It. Santa Hat, 3 Effect Eggs, 12 Frostleaves, 5 Pretty Flowers, 5 Megabark, 10 Wire Scraps, a Dance Floor Tile, 9 Disgusting Food, a Bottled Dream, a Rebellion Banner, and a Uniform Log used to create the Winter Festival Hat!

After a long and rather difficult within the Caravan, it’s no surprise that a good portion of those involved were left worse for wear. While a good chunk where downed during the battle, Summa was lucky enough to have gotten out of the fight conscious, thanks to Ette protecting her at the end. Tsar’ina, a few moments after the battle, made her way towards a nearby tree and shakily sat herself down. After making her way down, Summa laid the Silver Maria on her lap, giving a sigh. She leaned forward, drowsy. Summa’s slime looked as if it was beginning to melt off of her, giving a gooey appearance. Overall, she wasn’t looking too well. Auth arrives on scene from the North, tending to any wounded, before noticing Summa sat weakly underneath a nearby tree.

AUTH: Hey, Summa… you don’t look so well. Need a hand?

”You, uh… You don’t say… Yes, I would very much appreciate a hand… I swear to the gods if you give me your actual hand…

AUTH: Alright, give me a second… I’ll administer some healing and then help you get somewhere less… uncomfortable to recover.

Auth carefully places his hand on Summa’s shoulder, and creates a light pulse of ink. Summa would start to feel rejuvenated - and any wounds healing quickly. Auth steps back a little after that, looking to see if Summa needs help getting up or if she can get along by herself.

Despite having her wounds healed, Summa honestly couldn’t bother with getting up herself. Due to the little sleep and multiple battles, it’s clear that her body is taking a physical toll that goes beyond a simple healing spell. Tsar’ina attempted to get up, using the Silver Maria as a support, but she is barely able to get on her two legs before plopping down on her knees, too tired to get up.

AUTH: Alright, that’s probably not good. Let me help, maybe using me as a support could actually let you get back to the house. You’d probably be better able to recover there...

Auth offers an arm to Summa, if she needs and wants help to get back to the house. It’s an offer - no obligation to take it up.

Surprisingly, after Summa looks up at Auth’s offer, there was very little hesitation from her. She takes Auth’s hand, and eventually gets up from the ground. Almost immediately, the Summa leans on Auth, unable to hold herself upright.

AUTH:Yeah, alright. Let’s get you out of here, seems like a good plan...

Auth begins heading towards the House. Slowly, to make sure Summa can keep up despite being quite clearly tired. He regularly checks back on Summa, he’s clearly concerned since she seemed quite… melty and goopy. He hadn’t seen her in that state before.

As Auth kept his attention on the exhausted Summa, he wouldn’t notice the minty green figure in front of them until he bumped right into it. Which, naturally, leads to a loud shout as Auth, with his eyes closed at the time to help account for the extra weight which is starting to take a toll, walks head first into this figure, subsequently stumbling backwards and falling over. Summa fell down right with him, completely out of it.

AUTH: Ah! Sorry, sorry… I didn’t see you there. It’s a little tough when I have a friend I have to get back to base...

Auth finally looks up to see this green figure. He finds a relatively short woman to both him and Tsar’ina, dressed in what appears to be a dancer’s outfit, or toga-styled piece of clothing. Being 5’8”, the minty green figure looks down at Auth and Tsar’ina, looking quite shocked herself.

”Oh! Uh… Oops…”

And with that, the lady seems to suddenly disappear out of thin air, leaving a few white wisps where she used to be, twirling around in the air until fading out of existence.

Auth stares, a little dazed and not entirely sure that he saw that. He blinks a few times, and rubs his eyes, focusing on the wisps before they fade.

AUTH: Hey, Summa, did you see that? Short green?

”Short green? I… Yeah, I’m pretty sure I saw her… That or I got bashed up really hard back there…

AUTH: Okay, good to know I’m not completely insane this time. Look familiar to you? I’d understand if you didn’t get enough of a look…
AUTH: And if you got bashed up really hard, I must’ve too, because I swear I saw her...

”She looked a little bit like...

Summa shook her head.

”No, it must be someone else. Could be anyone in this melting pot of a planet…

AUTH: You never know, it could be exactly who you think it is. Which would be… who, exactly?

Auth asks, a little confused about who Summa’s referring to.

”Hmph, who am I kidding… I may as well tell you; it’s hard to forget the face of the one who sent me into this universe. I will be assuming you have not heard of Cles’dra?”

AUTH: You would be correct in that assumption. I’ve never heard the name, personally...

Auth thinks to himself for a moment… eyes closed and hands on the sides of the head, before starting to stand back up.

AUTH: Why would she do that, though…? And, I mean, in such a “melting pot”, who’s to say it couldn’t be?

”Well, Cles’dra, she’s… Ugh… Can we get back to the house before I give you an exposition dump?

Summa sits up for a moment before laying back down. She looks rather annoyed.

”A truly vile woman, pushing down the injured… Heh...”

She gives a little chuckle, making a joke to herself.

”So, um, can you help me up?”

AUTH: Heh, I don’t mind exposition dumps. I can help you up, here...

Auth helps Summa get back up, and when they’re stable and ready to move on, Auth continues on his great journey back to the house, with Summa in tow.

”Does this group have a proper room to rest in, or will I be sleeping on the couch?’


AUTH: Yes, we do have some rooms. Since it’s mid-morning, I don’t think anyone would have a problem with you using one of them. On the second floor.

”On the second floor? Damn it…”

AUTH: Take a bunch of energy to get up? Yeah, I know… oh! Actually, there is a spare room in the basement. I wasn’t sure if there was, I was trying to remember if there was.

”Fantastic. All I need now is someone to push me down the stairs.”

AUTH: There is a bannister. Not much on the ground floor, though. There’s the couch if you’re fine with that. I would think you’d rather not...

”I was kidding when I said that I’d be sleeping on the couch… Whatever, I’ll take anything at this point.”

AUTH: Fair enough. I don’t mind helping you up the stairs, if that’s what you’d prefer. We’re just about back anyway.

Lo and behold, the House is nearby. In time, the two eventually make their way inside, with Auth helping Summa haul herself to the nearest couch, which she decided to rest on for convenience for the both of them.

”Alright, just put me down here…”

Auth nods, resting Summa there on the couch and then stepping back. He watches Summa for a few seconds, concerned…

AUTH: Alright, are you going to be okay now, Summa? Is there anything else you need?

”No, no, I think this is enough…”

Summa stretches for a few seconds, before trying to find a comfortable way to lay on the couch. She eventually ends up curling on herself, facing towards the cushions of the couch.

AUTH: Alright, get some rest, then…
AUTH: Oh! Hope you don’t mind me asking, but… who’s Cles’dra?

As Auth asked this question, there were a few moments of silence. After a bit longer, it finally dawns on him that Tsar’ina fell asleep almost immediately after she found a comfy position on the couch.

Exposition Status: Avoided.

Change Summa Supreme to Kais'ara's Clash


Special: Kais'ara's Clash
"Don't speak her name!"

Move MOV +1 with Skirmisher. Deal (10-11) Magical Damage (depends on Silver Maria) at Range1, 60% of that at Range2, and 30% at Range3, performing a Basic Attack with +30% and the Magical Damage on last tile. All Damage is calculated after movement. Unavoidable. Can't be countered.

Gain Elveil3 and EnchantElement for three rounds, where the element is set to the element of the attack used.

Mods:
Damage scales with SPC at a 2/3rd Rate.
+1 Elveil Intensity per 5 SPC. (Cap of Elveil7).
+10% Finisher damage per 6 SPC and 6 STR.
Dual Cyclones at 10 SPC. (When casting this ability, you may pick two Elements. Enemies are treated as being hit with the stronger of the two elements you choose. You may pick which Element your buffs give you afterwards.)

Ingredient List:
Guide to Logistics
(x5) T4 Plasteel
(x1) T3 Electromagnet Cluster
(x1) T3 Crystal Pens

Plasteel and Electromagnet Clusters are enchanted into the Guide Of Logistics. The enchantment of the Electromagnet Cluster gives any ranged summon just that extra bit of stopping power. While the excess Plasteel can be used to equip other summons with just that slightly sharper blade, and/or lighter weapon.
The resources are stored in the trinket with an enchantment, and upon a summon's fall. The surplus resources are recycled back into the trinket, ready to be used by the next summons.

Trinket: A Logistician's Manual (T5)
+1SPC,
+0 to 5 MMP (GM's discretion)
Tactics (When using Summoning Spells, you have Intellect3.)
Surplus Equipment (Summons gain +10% Dmg after calculations)
^ I can just do this on my end of the calculation, so you don't need to bother with this.

Respecs done before this update:

Venia: STUFF™. It goes down without any issues. 1 Elemental Silver, 1 Rosetainted Ingot, 1 Roseblighted Log, and 50 Sanctified Rounds used to craft the Chrono Trigger.
Author: -2 DEF. +Merciful, +Live to Serve.
Echoss: +1 AGI, -1 SPC, +Pockets, +Know How To Use It. Santa Hat, 3 Effect Eggs, 12 Frostleaves, 5 Pretty Flowers, 5 Megabark, 10 Wire Scraps, a Dance Floor Tile, 9 Disgusting Food, a Bottled Dream, a Rebellion Banner, and a Uniform Log used to create the Winter Festival Hat!

The rest of the owl:

Adrian: +2 STR, +2 DEF.
Daskter: +2 INT, +1 RES, -2 MHP, -2 SPC. +Limiter Breaker, +Limiter Breaker, +Strategic Reserves. Spells rotated. Equipment somewhat altered. Logistician's Book made with 7 Plasteel, an Electromagnetic Cluster, and a Crystal Pen. The universe also eats 50 additional credits, as that's not much material. This is pretty excessive min-maxing, but you're contributing a lot to the team so it's kinda alright.
Boshi: Respec re-completed. Thank you for your time in fixing it! Maraca Staff, Temple Brick, 4 Copper Gears, a Dance Floor Tile, a Speaker System, 3 Joltwire, 5 Wire Scraps, a pane of Hardened Glass, a Platinum Ingot, a Uniform Log, a Fell Beast Hide, and 5 Credits used for the Metronomaraca Timekeeper. Deviant Radio, a Speaker System, 3 Joltwire, 5 Wire Scraps, a Small AI Core, an Electromagnetic Cluster, and a Circuit Board used for the Longwave Radio.
Brutishace: +4 INT. Is... that the most efficient way to do things? Maybe you could boost your spells, as they're all kinda low cost.
Nettle: +2 INT, +1 DEF, +2 SPC. 2 Widow's Venom, 2 Roseblight Logs, 4 Megabark, and a Vagrant's Will used to piece together an Overgrown Staff!
Crya: +3 RES. Viking Monolith and Confuse Ray upgraded. Enclosing Frost upgraded to Encircling Ice created with the Blizzard Regalia, a Tornadopetal, a Glacier Clusters, 2 Megabark, and a Flame Redirector!
Summa: Special changed to Kais'ara's Clash. Don't forget those skillpoints!
Laranei: Lots of stuff equipped. Again, don't forget those skillpoints!
Nidra: -1 SKI. +Merciful, +Gift of Regen.
Calibri: Basically a total respec.
Verdana: Basically +2 SKI, I think. It's hard to tell in these formats.
Chara: -1 MHP, +Agonizer.

Echoss hears Auth's request to Chloe because gameplay and story segregation yaaaaaay. He immediately perks up. This is one he knows.

ECHOSS: Ah, that would be from your home universe, yes? I think I have a sizeable store of it that we could retrieve a sampling from.

To the Batmobile portal thing! *Batman transition sounds* Echoss and Chloe head over to the portal that he assembled, and Echoss quickly punches in the information for the Bronzewood. The two wait. And wait some more.

CHLOE: So… uh.
CHLOE: What exactly IS it that we’re grabbing, again?
ECHOSS: Bronzewood, the exact details I'd default to giving are… extensive.
ECHOSS: But essentially, its wood from extremely strong… space trees.
ECHOSS: Master Auth comes from a rather unusual universe. Instead of regular spacecraft they use trains. It's all rather fascinating.
CHLOE: Space… trees?
CHLOE: Huh. It sounds weird to me, but I guess I live on Earth, and Earth is boring, so...
CHLOE: Y’know, it’d be cool to see his place! And maybe yours too!
ECHOSS: Well, I don't think that it would be too hard to show you my own place of residence.
ECHOSS: The Echo Collective is used to visitors, it would be my pleasure to take those who wish to take a tour or visitation for one once this whole business with The Sphere is over.

The portal finally hums to life. Echoss smiles and moves over to where the little cart came out with the elemental silver when the touch screen suddenly bloops and throws up an error message.

[font=courier new]ECHOSS: Oh good grief why right at the

He's cut off by the sounds of crashing, a roar, and a handful of distant explosions.

ECHOSS: ...pardon me a moment.

Echoss climbs up onto the rail into the portal and pulls himself through it. The sounds of fighting on the other side of it intensify. Chloe takes a worried peek through the portal, seemingly hesitant to follow him through.

CHLOE: H-Hey, um… everything okay?
CHLOE: I mean obviously, it’s not, but… what’s going on!?

After failing to hear any sort of response from Echoss, she unsheathes her blade, activates her armor, and charges into the portal. The sounds of fighting intensify further, with crashing, more screams from the monster, and probably at least one misplaced comedy sound effect. Finally, it goes quiet. Echoss climbs back out of the portal, a bit scuffed up, and reaches a hand in to help Chloe through as well.

ECHOSS: Well then. My apologies for that Miss Elem, but thank you for your assistance.
CHLOE: I-It’s… really n-not a problem...

Chloe flops onto the ground once she’s through the portal, and turns onto her back. It seems that she’s absolutely exhausted after that ordeal, but fortunately, save for a few bumps and bruises, she’s alright. Echoss is a tad shaken, though he seems to be in better shape than Chloe aside from being concerned for her and annoyed at whatever took place. After taking a quick breather, she sits up, still somewhat shaken.

CHLOE: Gigantic… m-massive… s-spiked… thing!?
CHLOE: W-What the hell was that thing!? And where were we?
CHLOE: I-I might be delirious on… magic s-space words or something, but… I-I’m pretty sure warehouses aren’t usually that big!
ECHOSS: Well, that 'thing' was a Lorn-Fluke that apparently escaped its containment unit and was waiting in one of the storage boxes until Jorge let it out. You saw him with the others, he was the man getting the hole in his chest patched up.
ECHOSS: As for where we were… Well, we were in one of the shipping and containment centers for the Echo Collective. I'm not sure why the portal for us had the loading room set up so far in but…
ECHOSS: Apologies, again. Not the best first impression of the Collective. Normally we're tidier than that. Would you like to make a request on something to drink? I can ask them to send a quick coffee or tea through with the materials.
CHLOE: U-Um, sure!
CHLOE: D-Do you have soda? I… haven’t had one in awhile, a-and honestly, today feels like a “sugar” sort of day...

Echoss nods and punches the orders into the screen. The cart comes through with the bronzewood, and a pack of small sodas. No brands from Earth, but it seems like a regular variety pack aside from that. As she sips her drink (which tastes almost exactly like Coke or Pepsi), Chloe begins to discuss with Echos exactly what happened within the warehouse.

CHLOE: So… what gave you the great idea to hit it with a boat?
CHLOE: In fact, you did it twice! That’s a lot of collateral!
CHLOE: You could like, get fired. Or something.
ECHOSS: After being knocked off the containment from so high up, I don't think the boat was in much shape for use as anything but a bludgeon.
ECHOSS: ...you're right thought that probably was a tad wasteful. Fortunately my paygrade's a bit higher than a...

Echoss stops for a moment.

ECHOSS: Yes, okay, hitting it with a boat was excessive, it was the first thing I saw. I'll be alright though, I'm more worried for whoever was responsible for the fluke escaping in the first place, honestly.
ECHOSS: You did quite admirably out there though. Have the Spherebreakers fought any monsters that large while I wasn't here? You almost did more than me.
CHLOE: We fought a giant spider that was carrying around a tank on its back.
CHLOE: But… d-did I really do much?
CHLOE: T-That crate didn’t say it was full of stuffed animals…
CHLOE: S-So much stuffing...
CHLOE: I-I’m getting flashbacks to Mr. Bearington…
ECHOSS: Maybe your crate drop didn't work out.
ECHOSS: But you also killed the thing by driving one of the storage drones right through its core.
ECHOSS: Hardly unimpressive.
CHLOE: Oh, c’mon. That was totally an accident.
CHLOE: A pretty effective accident, but… w-well, thanks!

Echoss looks over at Auth.

ECHOSS: Oh! Yes, you probably want your materials, don't you.

Echoss hauls the bronzewood off of the cart and to Auth/the inventory. As he does so, a shattered chunk of purplish amber falls out of it. Echoss hastily adds it to the inventory as well, along with the sodas.

Toast shakes her head, as if having fallen asleep for some number of turns. She looks at Auth having died for the nth time, then back to the game, somewhat unfazed by it.

MARRON: Hey, Toast?
MARRON: I know I’ve put you in a tough spot, but it’s been your turn for like, three minutes now.
MARRON: You feeling okay?
TOAST: Huh…?
TOAST: Oh... right!
TOAST: I just… got lost in my thoughts. About how I'm gonna beat you!

Toast confidently moves her knight to a space just off the side of the chessboard.

TOAST: Here's fine, right? Like… the board's probably more of an abstraction than an actual like, border. Even if border has 'board' in the name.
MARRON: ...I don’t think that’s how it works.
MARRON: I think it’s actually-

AUTH: ... I can’t believe this…

The sound of Auth dying in the background disrupts the concentration of both women.

MARRON: Y-Yeah, I don’t think that’s how it works.
MARRON: Maybe we should… try playing properly? Auth can correct you n’ junk, if you just ask.
TOAST: (I thought I was playing properly…)
TOAST: But yeah, sure.
TOAST: I'll uh… move this pawn?

Under the careful guidance of Auth, Toast makes what might be her very first legal move this whole game. Marron responds to her pawn with… another equally legal, if somewhat boring riposte- a knight! Toast stares at the knight for a moment and- not really sure what to do now- simply copies to move with her own knight. The seamstress capitalizes on this by capturing the vulnerable pawn.

TOAST: Oh.
MARRON: You gotta protect your pieces.
MARRON: Even illegal games of chess taught me that much… but I guess it’s your first time, so maybe it’s expected.

Toast stares at the board some more and gingerly pushes another pawn forward to challenge her opponent's knight. In response, Marron shunts her knight out of the pawn’s attack range. While indeed, the game is a deal more legal (and strategic) than it was before, Marron already seems a bit bored. The next few moves are a deal less enthusiastic than what the start of the game brought. The sorceress sighs loudly as she loses a second piece to her partner's roguish knight. She waits for Auth to look, then moves her other rook past her pawns- just like she did earlier- giving a sly wink to Marron as she does so.

Marron grins a bit as she also capitalizes on Auth’s momentary distraction, flipping one of her Rooks onto its head. She taps the board to indicate that it’s now Toast’s move. Auth notices that Marron flipped her rook. It’s silly, and not a move, but technically not illegal. He sighs, and waits for the rook to probably fall over, since the pieces are bottom-heavy.

Toast reaches into her pocket and pulls out a few buttons of various colors. She mutters a spell and attaches it to the board in front of one of Marron's pawns. The button looks like a 'no-entry' sign. Marron cautiously nudges a sacrificial pawn onto the button. It violently explodes (causing everyone in the room to jump), before re-materialising in the graveyard.

AUTH: Good lord, what was that!? What did you do to that poor piece!?

As Auth death glares at her, while Marron silently grabs a bishop. She carefully places it on top of her overturned rook, combining them into a Level 2 Defensive Pylon. She grins at the sorceress, wordlessly (and glovelessly) throwing down the gauntlet. A challenge. The challenger matches her grin, before gesturing to three of her pawns. They are in a vaguely triangular arrangement.

TOAST: I'd like to tap my rooks for green mana to summon The Pawnstoppable.
MARRON: The what now-
AUTH: That’s not a-


She flips her rooks upside down, and her green aura begins to surround them, before rushing into the three pawns. They slowly float into the air, slowly drifting closer and closer until, in a flash of light, they merge become The Pawnstoppable, a 2x2 monster of a piece that could still be described as a pawn. She taps the board, smiling confidently.

MARRON: O-Oh geez…
MARRON: Well, to fight monsters… we make monsters!

Marron waves her metallic arm, conjuring a few strings. She ropes two pawns by their “necks”, tying them to the base of her overturned rook that’s part of the Level 2 Defensive Pylon, transforming it into a Level 3 Walking Spire. While a master could’ve transformed it into a Level 7 Omega Chesstron by this point, Marron is nowhere near experienced enough to pull that off in a single turn.

MARRON: Do you really think your puny Pawnstoppable can face my masterpiece?
MARRON: It has double action, and ranged attacks! I don’t see how anyone can beat it!
MARRON: ...I mean, maybe the Duopawn timing attack’s a pretty good counter, but it’s too late game for that! I’m literally unstoppable!

Toast at first looks shocked at the masterpiece in front of her, before gritting her teeth like they do in anime. You know, when they make the 'tch' sound, or the 'keh' sound. Auth groans in what is probably agony.

TOAST: I didn't want to bring out a trump so early, but you've given me no choice.

She slams her hand down on the table, slightly knocking the pieces into the air. This accidentally knocks one of Marron’s pawns into the no-entry zone, destroying it. When she removes her hand, there's a playing card there. It's Deathstalker Rexarr. Five miniature shields appear on the table, and she spends a bit of time affixing them to The Pawnstoppable. A bunch of arrows fly in random directions, too, but apparently chess pieces don't count as minions.

MARRON: W-What!? C-Chaos hasn’t pulled out that trick before!
MARRON: F-Fortunately, i-it won’t help! Spire, destroy them!

The spire’s bishop raises up, rotating to point its tip towards the Pawnstoppable. It fires two quick laser bursts at its target, wiping out all but one of its shields.

MARRON: I-Impossible! N-Nothing… besides like maybe Omega Chesstron- h-has survived that b-before!
TOAST: Maybe it's about time you learned from a proper master of chess!
TOAST: I'm gonna activate my hero power!

As a bonus action, she pulls out her Deck of Myriad Things from the inventory and draws three cards from it. There's a 2 of Diamonds, a 7 of Clubs, and an Ace of Hearts. She places the Ace on the board, next to The Pawnstoppable. Marron bites the nails of her metal hand. It tastes disgusting though, so she stops. Then Toast draws another three cards. The 6 of Spades, the Queen of Hearts, and the King of Eyes. She places the King atop the Ace. Someone who knew more about playing cards would know that a fifth suit is so incredibly illegal. However, the only person available to question it is currently clutching his head in agony, bleeding out of the eyeballs. But its no matter. Using an extra suit is hardly the most illegal thing about to happen this turn.
The cards begin to glow in a "beastly" fashion.

TOAST: Behold...!
TOAST: ...The beholder!

A (miniature) creature covered in stalked eyes rises out of the card, hovering on its own whims. It points each of its stalks at the Level 3 Walking Spire, then fires a rainbow of lasers in its general direction. This promptly petrifies the whole of the Walking Spire, which dramatically tips over and collapses, shattering upon the board. The pieces that made up the Walking Spire materialize on the outside of the board. The beholder then slowly sinks back into the cards that summoned it, which in turn shuffle themselves back into the deck.

MARRON: A-Amazing…
MARRON: W-Well, I’m not out of steam yet!
MARRON: I bet you think you have everything under control… but you’ve been oblivious to what’s been happening in the shadows!

Toast gasps in surprise. There’s a gentle noise from somewhere behind her. Some pieces of string are pulling that same knight that Marron made heavy use of in the early game, as well as two other pawns, combined into the deadly yet surprisingly cost-effective Duopawn. The strings promptly attach themselves to the ceiling above the board, and the pieces swing into action, landing in the middle of Toast’s backline. This stomps an unused rook and a pawn, knocking them off the board.

TOAST: Oh no! My mana base!
MARRON: All according to plan! And, little did you know, but I’ve been pulling some strings!
MARRON: You might think your king’s marriage is rock-steady, but… behold!

Toast gasps again as Marron summons a small needle, and ties it to the sorceress' queen. For good measure, she also throws a paper crown onto its head, marking it as her own.

MARRON: I bet you thought she was just going out to ye olde pub with “friends”, but she’s actually been conspiring against your people for YEARS now!
MARRON: All because he was too busy… doing… king stuff? Yeah.
MARRON: What do you think of that!?
MARRON: ...Also, I’d totally dunk your king right now, but summoning sickness is a gorilla.

Toast stares in shock as the tables so quickly turn on her. Her breathing gradually begins to slow to an even pace as she evaluates her options. She eventually realises that she only has one choice.

TOAST: You aren't the only one who has been paying the Bills, Marron...

She quickly briefly raises the Pawnstoppable, revealing the triangle beneath that summoned it in the first place. Marron gasps, cursing her lack of foresight.

TOAST: BILL, I SUMMON YOU!

There's silence for a moment.

TOAST: Uh, wait. That was the last guy. Now my pun doesn't make sense…
MARRON: Well, I appreciate the pun anyway.
TOAST: Aw, thanks babe.

Toast kisses the air at Marron. She blushes gently, before clearing her throat.

MARRON: ...So.
MARRON: YV GET YOUR TRIANGULAR gorilla OVER HERE

YV floats in from wherever the hell he was on the Zone 0 map, which is probably nowhere.

MARRON: We needed a triangle.
MARRON: Consider yourself formally summoned.
MARRON: Anyway, you’re… bound to Toast or something. Or her king. Something like that.

YV shrugs, or at least the best shrug that a triangle without shoulders can do. Toast waves, then hands him a fiver. This removes zero (0) credits from the inventory, since 'fivers' aren't legal tender on Sussui.

TOAST: Go uh, shoot up some of Marron's pieces?

YV counts the singular five-dollar bill, then promptly pulls out two golden revolvers, braaaaaaping Marron’s right side of the board. The bullet duplicates several times over, slamming into the wood! This destroys her remaining rook, as well as a few pawns. It also slays the corner of the board. Marron smacks the table as YV floats off, back to whatever corner of the universe he was in before.

MARRON: N-No! My secret construction site!
MARRON: I-I was constructing another Walking Spire with my Bonus Actions...
TOAST: Hahaha! I saw that coming a mile away!

Editor's Note: Toast did not see this coming a mile away.

TOAST: Now using the rest of my turn, I'm gonna turn my civilisation into a democracy.
MARRON: Oh yeah? What good will that do you?
MARRON: Besides, I’ve heard communism was in season lately, at least according to Chaos.
TOAST: It lets me wield a gavel, which means I can do this.

Toast crushes her own queen into a billion tiny pieces using a gavel that she got from democracy. Despite the late queen’s infidelity, her king secretly mourns the loss.

MARRON: Well, gorilla.
MARRON: I don’t suppose you can do that to my stealth squadron-
TOAST: Uhhh, depends. I get another hit with this thing so is it… here?

She points to an empty spot just off the side of the board, waiting for a reaction from Marron. Her eyes follow the sorceresses’ hand. Before Toast can do much of anything, Auth cuts the two of them off.

AUTH: Stop! You’ve violated the law!

Auth returns from his brief boat ride to try and stop the madness he observes.

AUTH: Are you sure the two of you aren’t trying to play, like… Yu-Gi-Oh or something? The pair of you are acting like you’re in the middle of an episode of that, but with chess instead of monster cards.
AUTH: Not even! Since I saw Toast summon that thing on that card…
MARRON: ...What’s a Yu-Gi-Oh?
TOAST: It sounds fun.
AUTH: ...Honestly, to compare it to something else would be difficult when neither of you seem to know any of these sorts of games, but just know that it’s a children’s card game with monsters and spells and such in it.
MARRON: Ooh, Toast! We should see if we can play a Yu-Gi-Oh or something later.
MARRON: Maybe Chaos sells a Yu-Gi-Oh board or something.
TOAST: Ooh, and I can make some of those chips people use- to bet with!

Auth opens his mouth to say something else, when a beeping sound coming from the chessboard interrupts their conversation.

TOAST: At last! Looks like I managed to stall you long enough, Marron!
MARRON: H-Huh!?

Toast looks at The Pawnstoppable, and her two companions follow her gaze. The eclectic chess piece is now periodically glowing red, and appears to be the source of the beeping.

MARRON: W-What did you do!?

With her crystal hand, she taps the top of The Pawnstoppable. The round top opens up to reveal what could be interpreted to be a warhead of some kind.

TOAST: I knew from the moment you made that Level 2 Defensive Pylon that winning would be difficult- so I made a contingency plan.
MARRON: Y-You’d destroy both of our kingdoms to keep me from winning!?
MARRON: You’re insane!
TOAST: I'm not insane.
TOAST: Only cliché.
TOAST: I just didn't want to lose my perfect record.
AUTH: You don’t have a record! That thing’ll kill us!
AUTH: ...Kill both of you, and maybe a few dozen bystanders!

Marron gets antsy, considering her options. Move her knight in the corner (which has actually secretly been the Death Knight, but she hasn’t revealed that yet) into position to try and attack the Pawnstoppable before it could launch the warhead? No, that’d be too slow, and the Pawnstoppable still had a point of armor. She curses not investing in Armorpierce1 for her secret trump card.

MARRON: So, what are you gonna do? Hold me at nukepoint, or start a cold war, or something?
TOAST: Well, I guess you'll have to see, won't you.
TOAST: After all…

Toast raps the board once with her fist.

TOAST: ...It's your turn.

A sweat breaks out across Marron’s brow. Things had escalated far quicker than she expected, and not only that, but she’d been playing right into Toast’s hand this entire time. With the nuclear arms race already won by Toast, she’d be able to put her into a deadlock politically. There was no way she could win.

...unless, of course, she could disable the Pawnstoppable right here, right now. A plan began to formulate in her head. She moves her king for the first time in the game, moving it onto the same tile as a pawn. She holds the pawn above the king’s head. Toast watches, confuzzled.

TOAST: ...What are you doing?
MARRON: While I might not have nukes researched, I do remember the rule that lets your kings launch pawns as missiles.
MARRON: I give myself a... 50% chance to disable the Pawnstoppable, and then I can wrestle your king down politically for even threatening nuclear warfare!
TOAST: You'd use the UN? That's low.
MARRON: I mean, the UN never actually does anything, so I’d actually say it’s impressive.
TOAST: Of course, this is all assuming you disable it correctly. I've placed a deadman switch behind the armor. If you hit that, we're both goners.
MARRON: Y-You’re bluffing! N-Nobody would d-design something like that!
TOAST: Throw your last pathetic pawn so I can end this, Marron!
MARRON: My kingdom has no pathetic pawns, Toaster!
AUTH: Marron. Marron. May I remind you that you are literally betting the lives of not only the pieces on this chessboard, but also the lives of everybody in about a three mile radius, on a coin flip? Are you sure you really want to go through with this?
MARRON: Hey, this game’s all about taking risks, right?
MARRON: FIRE THE MISSILE!

A crosshatch of strings form below the pawn, which tense up, preparing to slingshot the pawn. Marron drops the pawn onto the strings, and they spring upwards, launching the pawn directly into the air! It tumbles around in the air for a second, before falling down towards the Pawnstoppable! Time seems to slow as the pawn impacts the Pawnstoppable.

C H I N K

The last piece of armor snaps down the middle, revealing a small device hidden behind it. It's visible for all of one second as the Pawnstoppable begins to overflow with magical energy. Cracks form on its surface; bright blinding light shining through them. They spiderweb across the piece until within a matter of moments, the force of an explosion shakes the building and the surrounding trees. Within the dining room, a far more spectacular display occurs. Light dances out from the pawn's corpse, followed by bursts of light and sound that leave colorful magical imprints on everything they impact- including the occupants of the room. Each is thrown back by the force of the explosion as excess energy tries to escape every which way into the atmosphere- this manifests as rainbow vapor leaking out from the kitchen.

The three are left lying on the scorched floor, painted a myriad of colors from an array of explosive magical phenomena. While somehow the kitchen has survived the explosion, the entire room looks like it was cooked with napalm, except the napalm was a variety of fun colors to make it more appropriate for children ages three and under.

Marron gets a feel for her body. Surprisingly, nothing hurts- sure, most of her body is numb, but her sensations are returning to her rather quickly. There’s also the faint taste of red licorice and bitumen in her mouth. Soon, she recovers enough feeling in her limbs to sit up.

AUTH: No, my coat…
MARRON: Toaster, you okay?

Toast is lying on the ground, covered in magical soot. She doesn't respond at first, until her chest convulses a bit, and soon it becomes evident that she's laughing. The laughter proves to be contagious, Marron joining in. While the two laugh, Auth attempts to manage the mix of amusement over the absolute ridiculous of the entire debacle, and the objective misery of a ruined coat. Barely audible stifled giggles are heard.

Once the two manage to calm down (a surprisingly difficult feat), Marron wipes a tear away from her eye, and asks a somewhat important question.

MARRON: …
MARRON: So, uh… who won?
TOAST: I feel like Chaos did..
TOAST: He's the only one not covered in magic.
MARRON: Well, gorilla.
MARRON: Well, it was fun!
TOAST: ...It was! Somehow it makes sense that our game ended so explosively?
AUTH: There’s literally no other way to end a game of serial escalation.

Toast slowly gets to her feet, and extends a metal hand to help her girlfriend up. She gently clasps the sorceresses’ hand, and pulls herself off the ground. Marron beams towards her, extending a hand out for the traditional “good game” handshake. Toast beams back, and shakes her hand proudly.

MARRON: We should do this again sometime.
MARRON: For now though… I think we kinda need to clean up, don’t we?

She takes a look at both herself and the room. She’s certainly not looking forward to the cleanup, that’s for certain. Marron stretches her arms out, getting a feel for her body again.

MARRON: Anyway, I’m gonna go clean up.
MARRON: Let’s meet back here again soon, and maybe we can… like, actually practice cooking, or something.
MARRON: ...I mean, we’ll need to clean the kitchen first, but… yeah. It’ll be fun!
TOAST: That sounds really nice.
TOAST: Although yeah, I should probably get some of this stuff on me, since I have no idea what it is or if it stains.
AUTH: It had better not stain, this is my good coat and if this won’t come out…
AUTH: I’ll be really sad.
TOAST: I think it's a good look on you.
TOAST: You should wear rainbow more often.
MARRON: It kinda suits you.
AUTH: Thanks. I think?
AUTH: I’ll clean up. You’ll owe me, though.
MARRON: Oh, thanks!
MARRON: Toaster, care to join me?
MARRON: O-Or like, n-not the same room, but-

Toast interrupts the puppeteer's rambling by taking her hand, smiling.

TOAST: Sure- let's go.

The two, hand in hand, head out the kitchen door- then upstairs- to rid themselves of the remnants of the most recent magical mishap.

TOAST: do you think auth is gonna ask for like our souls or something
MARRON: i’ll just like give him chaos’s soul he won’t notice