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Bomber57	Posted: Jan 7 2021, 08:01 PM Quote
The Devious CEO of Hellco. Group: Members Posts: 602 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	((For the previous update because I am a horrid procrastinating goblin.)) Irongutta beholds the Rosebomb with awe. R-8733 has outdone himself yet again. "Flamin' Mork... it's beautiful!" Of course, since the gift is also intended for Magnolia, Irongutta brought her out to get a look for herself. "Look at what R-8 made fer us! Whaddya think? We 'ave just gotta take this thing fer a spin. It'll be the perfect way to introduce you to the wonderful world of blowin' gits to smithereens!" Excited by the gift, Irongutta went to find R-8733 to thank him personally... wherever he is. Is he even in the house? No matter. When he did find his fellow explosives enthusiast, he greeted him warmly. "Oi! Thank ya kindly fer the grenade launcher R-8. Already looks like a fine piece of work, and I'm sure Magnolia is just as excited to try it out as I am!" A thought then crossed his mind. One of picnics and food. "Y'know, I 'eard there was some sort of picnic being set up in the Sky Labs. I ain't one to turn down an opportunity for free food, so what do ya say the three of us swing by fer some grub?" ...Of course, Irongutta equips the Rosebomb, replacing the Icecream necklace.
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crystalcat	Posted: Jan 8 2021, 11:31 PM Quote
I Aten't Dead Group: Members Posts: 675 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	For the above update: Crystal performs a respec; the details are at the linked sheet. https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1xSq...d=0&range=A1013 Condensed version: Skillpoint distribution - HP 12 MP 11 STR 14 AGI 2 INT 0 SKI 13 DEF 5 RES 0 SPC 10 MOV 15 Weapon: Occult Hammer of Banning Hat: Biometal Helmet Armor: Solo Samurai Trinket 1: Ghost Ship's Anchor Trinket 2: Soul Gem (buying from Triangle Emporium with a coupon) Spell 1: Abduction Spell 2: Fury Spell 3: Focus Energy Now that the present to Hannah has been opened, the crafting process of the Ultimate Poison may as well be posted. Alethelyse (and RP) Crystal, deciding to start work on fulfilling his promise to “Acacia”, begins working on what one might call the ultimate poison. After all... if at first you do not succeed in assassinating an immortal star emperor by means of a poisoned arrow to the eye, build a better poison and the world will beat a path to your door. Yes, that’s a mixed idiom, and yes, he doesn’t care. He starts by taking Chi’s Apple out of the inventory; after all, a Unique item specifically themed around poison is a perfect place to start. He slices it thin and presses the juices out of it using a heavy press, creating a bubbling beaker full of purified toxin -- the perfect base for further concoction. He begins thinking over his next steps and laying out some suitable ingredients -- perhaps a Deathcap Mushroom, or a phial of Widow’s Venom, or a Serpentile Cluster? Or, hell, why not just combine them all together? Which he, in fact, proceeds to do, adding them to a portioned-off bit of the Chi’s Apple toxins, before deciding he needs to do more than a strong poison, however strong that poison might be. As Crystal mulls his recipe over, he hears a knock on the door of whatever nebulous laboratory he has holed up in. A pale, frizzy-haired face with bloodshot red eyes pokes its way into the room curiously. “Hello, again!” The Scion (quotation marks omitted for readability) smiles sheepishly. “I know this is private and all, but if you’re doing what I think you’re doing… Well, I can help.” She pauses briefly. “...Because. I was there too.” Crystal looks over at her. “Oh, well... come on in! And... yes.” He ushers the Scion to the workbench. “This is for Regalus. I was thinking of doing a simple poison, but well... he was hit with the strongest toxins any of us can muster, and didn’t even blink. Well. Half of him couldn’t, because he was hit by an arrow in the eye, but the remaining eye didn’t. Instead, I was thinking of doing something a lot more esoteric... a poison that attacks the very existence of whoever you use it on. The mixture I have here is the ‘base’ that I was going to use to compound various aspects of the full poison before recombining, and those ingredients on the table are for the ‘body’ portion -- mundane, if incredibly strong, poisons that attack the body. Less meant to kill by themselves (because stronger poisons didn’t) than as an aspect of the greater mixture.” He looks around, and drags some other tables over, along with a blackboard. “The idea is to split it into three complementary aspects, plus a sort of ‘core’ poison, along with enhancers. Body, mind, and soul as both poison targets and thematic aspects of the full idea of someone, then a core that ... directly attacks the underlying reality of whoever it’s used on. I’m still mulling over how to achieve that one. Then, of course, additions to make it spread faster and enhance the potency of the ingredients.” He pauses for breath. “A bit of a grand plan, but it’s workable with effort, creativity, and now that you’re here, teamwork.” The Scion ruffles a hand through her hair. “Well, I’m not so sure about the ‘underlying reality’ part, but an agent that attacks the body, mind, and soul... I mean, I pretty much am one! Or, real me is. I don’t think I have quite the same power when I’m just a reflection.” She realizes her train of thought is drifting and pinches herself. “My point is, I can make something work.” She treads over to a set of drawers and begins rummaging through them, muttering to herself. Something about “corruption” and “plot force relationship.” Crystal pours out the base apple toxin into a few different beakers for different component poisons, then switches to a different tack, as he feels like a bit of challenge. He takes one of the beakers over to a different workbench, then takes a few Parabolan Orange-Apples from the inventory. These are some interesting fruit. They’re heavily linked to the realm of dreams and the mind, but also happen to have some potent poisonous properties when improperly prepared for consumption. And Crystal has no interest in making them safe to eat -- instead, a vested interest in bringing out their dream-linked qualities and combining them, along with a few other ingredients, into a poison that can eat away at the mind itself. While Crystal finishes the “mind”-themed mixture, the Scion trods back over to the table, carrying a tray of vials and ingredients that looks like it could topple over at any second. She heaves the contents onto the table and points them out, one by one. “Fluxblood, a Reaper’s Soul, some First Flesh maybe? That poor creature down in the catacombs sure seemed like his soul was being eroded. I’ve never worked with this ‘entropy’ energy in person, but it bears a lot of similarities to... well, other soul-devouring possessive forces. So it should work.” Crystal acquires an evilly satisfied look. “Looking to recreate the corruption a Rose Cultist undergoes, and add a lot more... virulence and harmfulness to it? Sounds perfect to me.” He’s begun grinding up some Brainburn Crystals and the last Fluke-Core Fragment in a mortar and pestle -- the fires of the Brainburn Crystals have already taken on the hue of irrigo, ‘the unremembered color’, which creates severe memory loss and can cause total ego death with overexposure. Meanwhile, the Parabolan Orange-Apples have had their dream-juices and the various poisons in their flesh distilled out into another beaker to the side, ready for further mixing. As she squeezes the First Flesh free of blood and gunk and mixes it with the Fluxblood (a Reaper’s Soul suspended in the mixture), the Scion reaches across the counter without looking up, grabbing various ingredients she had brought over. “Uh, hmm. Liar’s Flesh should make it more compatible with his body. In a bad way, that is. A very bad way, for him. Replicant Matter will allow it to copy itself and spread. ...Hybridized Matter? Why not? It’ll probably catalyze those other two. And, um, I don’t know what these flowers are, but they seem… fractal, or something. That’s probably a good way to increase our potency, like, infinity-fold.” Crystal’s had a literal brainwave and grabbed some Locustgrowth, letting it grow on a Mental Cluster until it’s become rather... pink. He responds, “Plus, fractal compression adds to the dosage -- if you can shrink more poison into less space, and have it leak out into the body when activated, you can give what looks like a milliliter of poison but is actually a full liter. And oh boy, this one should be really good... or bad, rather. If I can coax this into a symbiotic relationship, making you think about the mind-poison in lieu of itself, then maybe the Pink Elephant fungus can be turned to good ends... Don’t read Cordyceps, people. It’s disturbing.” Some growing, mixing, and filtering later, the Scion looks at the carefully-sealed beaker of soul-poison and enhancers (a diffuse Reaper’s Soul angrily lashing out from within), as well as Crystal’s two beakers of body and mind. “So, we still need something that… erases from reality, right? I don’t really know what would do that.” After mixing and combining the Orange-Apple poisons, the irrigo-burning combination of the Brainburn Crystals and Fluke-Core Shard, and the distinctly pink fungus, Crystal has an irrigo beaker that would be extremely dangerous to touch, inhale, or even look at without filter goggles -- the kind of poison that whispers ‘forget, forget, forget that you are you’ while burning away at your mind with irrigo flames and twisting it to focus more and more on the irrigo as your mind melts and burns away. “I have an idea on that one, actually... let me get out something.” Crystal takes the two final beakers of Chi’s Apple toxins -- one base to mix all the rest into, and one for the direct-existence-attack mixture -- and takes out from the inventory, extremely carefully, ASSET_DATA_CORRUPTED. He ERR it carefully while explaining, “This is the last remnant of the ‘bottlepocalypse’ -- a plague of infinite bottles that essentially replicated until they overloaded reality and reset us to a backup. Hopefully, when I add it to this, it either lets the poison self-replicate while eating up the concept and metaphorical runtime of whoever’s affected by it until it metaphorically ‘crashes’ them, or causes THE OPERATOR (or an automatic program he set up) to go ‘Oh no, not again!’ and directly delete them with the Update Terminal. Or both.” ERR it gingerly, he ERR it into the direct-existence-attack beaker, which ERR ERR ERR ERR ERR/// -- and, after some special effects which would return an error if I tried to describe them, the liquid in the beaker is transformed into an ERR-colored bubbling liquid; which may seem a little strange but it’s hard to describe something that literally breaks reality in specific terms. With all five beakers laid out before them, the Scion gingerly lifts her hands and stares at her overgrown fingernails. “So, before we combine these. I, um. I’m not… real, so I don’t know if this will work. But I figure... the Thymefield let me have some of my powers for a reason. So, I’m going to bless it. Or curse it. Wish me luck.” Crystal nods. “Good luck.” The Scion takes the “base” beaker and cups it in her hands. Lines of sickly-green energy begin to trickle from her face down her arms, up to where her fingertips touch the beaker. The countless scars and scabs along her body begin to open with vivid, grotesque color, as fresh as the day they were received; her eyes go a solid black. She collapses onto the ground, legs shaking, arms trembling but holding firmly onto the beaker, as a foul, green smoke pours out of her mouth into it, suffocating to any other reagent but perfectly at home with the poison it finds itself in. After a few moments, it all stops. Crystal looks concerned, but seems to not want to get too close in case he interrupts her. Once she’s done, he helps her up. “That seemed like it took a lot out of you. Want something to help you with that? I technically have infinite energy-restoring pizza.” The Scion laughs. Her voice is initially harsh and grating, but quickly fades to a lighter, more “innocent” sound as the lines of magic fade from her skin. “I’ll be fine naturally in a bit. Technically, what you just saw is how I’m supposed to be feeling all the time, what with having, like… a dozen chronic illnesses? I’m basically cheating most of the time.” She pauses for a second, and quickly changes her tack. “But, um. Yes, please.” Crystal pulls out a slice of Infinipizza from the Infinidagger he has equipped and hands it to her to snack on, then looks over the prepared beakers. “Alright, let’s see. The (now-blessed) base is the base, to which we add all the others. From there... let’s go in the order of body, mind, soul, and finally core existence. That order’s rather thematic, and thematics count for a lot when you’re working on plot-relevant things! The enhancers you added to the soul portion should affect all of the poison once we’ve mixed it all together, as well.” They proceeded to, working in tandem, do exactly that. The mundane, if incredibly strong, poison that merely affected the body -- concocted of Widow’s Venom, Deathcap mushroom, and ground Serpentile Cluster crystal -- went in first. The second, Crystal’s violet-hued poison that would melt and burn away the mind in irrigo flame, added its own potency to the first, blending into more than the sum of its parts. The third, designed to replicate and improve on the entropic corruption of the Butterfly (for the Butterfly desired living servants and not soul-dead husks, a matter in which this poison had no such compunction), added itself to the mixture, along with the cocktail of powerful accelerants, enhancers, and delivery agents the Scion’s unique genius had concocted. Again, the separate poisons merged, mixed and built off of each other into a deadly gestalt. Finally, in went the ERR-infused last beaker, designed to directly attack the very reality substrate and concept of whoever were to be so unfortunate as to be poisoned with this. And once again, the poisons blended, guided by the Scion’s blessing, mutating into a mixture of terrifying lethality. And Crystal named the poison they had wrought Alethelyse, “truth-unbinder”, for it was a poison that would cut the truth of a person apart on a fundamental level -- unraveling the body, the mind, the soul, and at the last changing the single axiom of “I exist”, once supporting and supported by body, mind and soul, now alone and without support, from TRUE into FALSE. And Crystal and the Scion looked upon their work, and saw that it was good. The Scion furrows her brow. “So, we’re giving this to that assassin girl, right?” Crystal nods. “Sure are.” And then they wrote Christmas cards for Hannah. Final ingredients list (for Ire): Chi’s Apple, Deathcaps (x2), Serpentile Cluster (x1), Widow’s Venom (x2), Parabolan Orange-Apple (x4), Fluke-Core Shard, Brainburn Crystals (x4), Locustgrowth, Mental Cluster, Reaper’s Soul, Fluxblood (x10), Liar’s Flesh (x3), Replicant Matter (x15), Hybridized Matter (x4), Bouquet Dimension (x3), ASSET_DATA_CORRUPTED, Touch of APOSTAXIS (not an actual ingredient) -> Alethelyse. (Future Crystal note: we used enough effort in the craft that Ire completely cut everything but Chi's Apple from the costs.) -------------------- Thymium planning sheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1xSq...dit?usp=sharing Avatar by TwinBuilder.
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Adria	Posted: Jan 9 2021, 08:09 PM Quote
Avid A Hat in Time fan Group: Members Posts: 1242 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	Hannah Hannah, perhaps understandably, was left overwhelmed with all the new stuff she's been getting for this one task. Though at the very least, she understands she's not alone in her burning desire, in spite of her fear of the person she tried to kill just a few moments ago. Though, at the same time, she's extremely uneasy about the whole 'nothing is secret' thing; this more or less proves that theory, and she remembers that she unwittingly did it herself, once. And she knew her target also had a similar-ish ability, albeit at much shorter range than whatever these guys are doing. Even still... she figures she can't rule out the possibility that he might know. And while the poison itself doesn't concern her in the slightest - Hannah's generally really good with self-protection - it almost feels like... something might be missing. This is an extremely powerful toxin, no doubt, but... looking at it more cloesly, and remembering the letters' contents on it... HANNAH: ...I mean, I'm thankful, wherever you guys are, b-but... HANNAH: Dear peck this is all so... absurd! HANNAH: Th-there's no way I'd be able to conceal this! Nothing's secret around here, apparently! HANNAH: And that peckneck's onto me already, so it doesn't even matter! HANNAH: ...W-what's a gal like me to do in this situation...? Hannah flops down on the ground, trying her damnedest to think up some sort of plan. Anything at all. The suitcase bomb, while better than just openly carrying something dangerous around, was still way too conspicuous for her tastes. She knows if she's ever gonna have another chance at this, she needs to be exactly as inconspicuous and sharp as this new toxin is deadly, if not considerably more so. ...The ground felt oddly comfortable where she was lying. So much so, she eventually drifts off into a nap... . . . . . . .Her nose was suddenly very itchy. She scratches the spot, but it felt almost like a small piece of clear tape was stuck there. Hannah opens her eyes, and sits upright. Once she gets her bearings, she sees that a large note was indeed taped to her nose. She pulls it off, and seems to read it over with an intense glare. Strangely enough, only Hannah herself appears to be able to read through it, even up close; otherwise, it merely consists of messy scribbles and jagged lines. Was it tailor-made for her eyes only? Perhaps so. As Hannah reads through the note, things appear like they're starting to make sense to her, her head bobbing along, her expression changing from desperation to disgust to reassured, ultimately landing at weakly hopeful. HANNAH: ...No signature. Makes sense. She looks through the inventory for... something. She nods to herself. HANNAH: Alright. I think this'll be doable. Hannah stands up, looks around for any onlookers, gets approached by Venia-wait what!? When did she- HANNAH: V-Venia! She stands there, mildly paralyzed, though not nearly as bad as her little run-in with a certain emperor. Though, soon enough, she calms herself down. As quietly as she could, she whispers to Venia: HANNAH: ...N-not here. Meet me underground later. ...She remembers that she should probably put away her 'gifts' before anyone else sees them out in the open like this, shoves the Suitcase Bomb and the Alethelyse (present pox included just in case) into the inventory for now, then walks to the portal. She sets her destination to the Everground, and enters her old stomping grounds once more. --- Ah, home sweet home, in her old stomping grounds, the Everground. However, Hannah's not here for nostalgic sightseeing. She immediately slams the lever on the elevator to one side, causing it to quickly fall lower, into the unknown. She prepares her weapon for combat. --- The Hannah near Chaos snickers. It's perfect. When asked why exactly she needed help with it, she simply had one thing to say. HANNAH: because you're magic HANNAH: Anyway, one souvenir coming up... hopefully soon! MIs are convenient like that. She stuffs the fake ID into her pocket, transporting it into the inventory. --- "Carica" pulls out the fake ID for "Lilac", and hands it to her. "CARICA": That was easy. Just need to get a souvenir for home and we're even with shopkeep. She decides to take another quick look at the map. Library While looking through a set of books, Regalus and any others nearby feel a slight breeze flowing past their forms, from west to east. Small black scale chips line the hallway leading through to Pop's Hideout, where they abruptly stop at the busted-up ledge. They're definitely not from any Iti, so they're probably from a Spherebreaker-aligned entity. ...Feynsik skids to a halt within Omo's Office, and immediately starts looking through the books. Namely, he's looking for tomes on various darker forms of magic and potential highly illegal brews, even if they're just recountings of tales told by drunk travellers. Once he finds what he might need (or maybe doesn't), he books it through the way he came from, causing another small breeze to flow past Regalus. This time headed from east to west. He briefly stops near the Ruined Hall to take some blank books, and the bookshelf at (R40) in the Southern Wing to take the nearby note before taking off away from the library to peck knows where. Dorothy Dorothy slowly glances towards Chloe, not really making any sudden or sweeping movements. DOROTHY: U-um... n-no, thank you. She reaches into one of the baskets, pulling out something to drink to go with her sandwich. At the very least, the food seems to be helping her feel better. Adria Universal Laws that... prevent one from opening presents? In her mind, that's among the stupidest things she's ever heard. Nobody tell her that there's someone on the outside looking in from a fourth wall that's writing everything out. Adria sighs. ADRIA: ...Those are some weeeeird universal laws. ADRIA: But, ugh, I suppose they can't be helped... Despite the minor frustration of having to wait a bit longer, she's fine with being patient. The picnic can wait another few minutes. Oh, she also equips the Helixian Processor in place of the Mysterious Processor, because that wasn't done last round. Special thanks to Piono for helping with this gift! Due to technically being a gift, and being approved as such by Ire, this gets the Christmas Crafting Bonus:tm:. Enchanted Knitting Gadget (ft. Echoss) At an indeterminate time during the timeline where both Echoss and Adria are in the house yet Christmas is somehow still happening… Adria was attempting to come up with something for Sophia’s gift. To say she’s gotten nowhere in the endeavor is an understatement; dozens of papers with ideas scrawled all over them line the area around her. Echoss wanders into the room, and takes a long look at the papers. ECHOSS: Is everything okay Miss Adria? She briefly looks up from another set of notes. Once she realizes there was someone near, she turns to Echoss. ADRIA: Oh, hello! ADRIA: ...Y-yes and no. I’m feeling well. ADRIA: I’m just… Mm, a little lost on what to get Sophie. ADRIA: She’s got a lot of what’s made on our homeworld already, so… I don’t know. ECHOSS: Oh! That's rather convenient, as I was contemplating much the same question. ECHOSS: I would assume that in this case, something handmade would be best. ECHOSS: 'For the man who has everything in the world, get something made with love.' Adria perks up, and nods. ADRIA: A-ah, so you know her pretty well too! ECHOSS: Not terribly well yet, only for a day or so. ECHOSS: She is quite the remarkable child however. ADRIA: Ah, got it. ADRIA: And yes, she’s quite something! Quite the handful when she’s not doing anything, as well. ADRIA: ...I probably shouldn’t blab your ear off about her. Echoss shakes his head and chuckles. ECHOSS: Yes, perhaps not right now. We don't have more than a few hours at most to assemble our respective gifts. ECHOSS: Another time, maybe. Adria softly chuckles, herself. ADRIA: Right, right! ADRIA: ...I still don’t really know where to start, though… ADRIA: I want to use… local materials, maybe? But, well... ADRIA: There’s so much to choose from, with so many possibilities and it’s overwhelming. ECHOSS: Well the solution is to not worry about the materials so much. ECHOSS: We decide what we want to make first, and chances are we can find what we need to make it in the group inventory. ECHOSS: If not, there's an option to bring in anything that the thymefield won't throw objections to on its nature alone. Adria thinks for a moment, wondering what would be a good fit for her niece. ADRIA: Well that takes one option out of the picture, at least... She ponders a little more. After a bit more thought, she decides to toss an idea out into the open. ADRIA: Um… a hat accessory? Maybe? ECHOSS: Hm, yes that would probably be a good option. ECHOSS: Perhaps I'll make one as well. Adria nods, but doesn’t come up from her contemplative stance for another few moments. Her head rises as if an idea had just formed in her head. Which it has. ADRIA: Oh, idea! Perhaps a pair of complementary accessories; one from you, one from me! ADRIA: That would make for a great gift, don’t you think? ECHOSS: Oh yes, that's quite the idea. ECHOSS: I like it. ADRIA: Yeah! ADRIA: Though that being said… what should it be? It’s shape, design, that sort of thing? ADRIA: I-I don’t think she’d appreciate anything too... girly. At least, um, not nearly as much as something else. ECHOSS: That makes sense. ECHOSS: Perhaps something that also has some minor functionality in addition to looking nice? ADRIA: Mhm, that would work, I think! ADRIA: ...Hmmm... what would be useful for her, though…? Something to help with her sewing, maybe? ECHOSS: Hm, perhaps. ECHOSS: Oh, a thought. Perhaps one could act as a sort of 'information' accessory? Helping identify points wanted for the crafting faster, and another could perhaps be equipped with an enchantment for nimbler fingers and the like? Adria snaps her fingers and grins. ADRIA: Exactly what I was thinking! ...W-well, the first half, anyway. ADRIA: I don’t know too much about enchanting, especially not for something so specific. Perhaps you could handle that part? Echoss frowns slightly and nods. ECHOSS: I should be able to, though it's been a while since I've brushed up on my theory and as I am right now I can't exactly look things up. ECHOSS: It's a minor enchantment concept though, if I have trouble it'll just be a few extra resources wasted and an extra half hour or so spent. ADRIA: Hahah, I wouldn’t worry so much about time here, dear! The time signatures are all over the place, probably. ADRIA: Don’t quite know for certain yet, though, since odds are the tech we use for it could easily be shut down by this field. ADRIA: Aaaanyway, I’ve seen a few good processors in the stash we have, so a small info gadget should be easy to make. ADRIA: ...Though they are foreign… that might actually make some things a bit tricky. ECHOSS: You'll probably find it easier than you expect, for a similar reason to why time is so… 'flexible' this past week. ECHOSS: Do your best, it should turn out fine. ADRIA: O-of course! ADRIA: Hm… let me see, now... Adria takes out even more paper and a pen, and begins drawing up designs for the accessory. After scratching out a couple honestly kind of meh designs, she lands on one, finally. One part - the enchantment part - was a fancy looking pair of needles empowered with the nimble fingers enchantment. There’s no set-in-stone material for the needles, given Adria’s minimal experience in enchanting. The other part - the information part - was a yarn ball filled to bursting with technology that pinpoints not only the recommended areas to stitch for crafting, but also quickly identifying any imperfections in the crafting. This one also doesn’t have anything set in stone. When equipped together, two strings from the yarn ball reach out towards the two needles and tie themselves to them, forming one cohesive accessory. This doodle includes a mockup of Sophia’s hat, showing where each part would go. Adria shows the rough sketch to Echoss. ADRIA: How’s this look? ECHOSS: Quite sound, and a very good aesthetic as well. ADRIA: Alrighty! She hands a drawing of the needles to Echoss, with Adria holding a drawing of the yarn ball. Echoss was also given a copy of the finalized drawing of what they look like together. ADRIA: It’s good to have a drawing or two on hand for reference. ADRIA: Shall we get started? Echoss nods his head, it's time to begin. -Wire Scraps -Silkweed Bundles -Joltwire(x1) -Central Processing Unit(x1) -Luminous Crystal(x1) -Shock Crystal(x1) Adria starts off with the Central Processing Unit, and by golly is it basic. She carefully opens it up, and starts tinkering with the components, adding new components, making it tinier, adding even more components while making it even tinier, before finally it’s of an acceptable size. She seals the CPU again. Adria’s worked with the light-emitting crystals before, along with hardlight technology, so she starts making the actual information display next. She grinds the Luminous Crystal to a fine powder while leaving some larger pieces as a sort of backlight. She places them into a camera-like device that was lying around in some scrap, as well as an actual small camera found in that same pile of scrap. Huh. She starts hooking everything together in a specific way, occasionally making a few mistakes due to the unknown technology, but has eventually installed a bit of Joltwire into the hardlight projector for extra power, and has installed a bit of Shock Crystal for power, also using the leftover joltwire. The rest is hooked up with regular ol’ wire. Now to cover up the ugly bits. Adria pulls out a conveniently pre-woven set of thin blue yarn made from Silkweed. She uses some scrap metal to cover the innards before she starts wrapping the yarn around the piece of tech, leaving only the areas for the camera and projector exposed, at least for now. She installs a set of small blue buttons on the side of the ball, along with a bit more Shock Crystal (which she insulates and covers up), along with more wire scraps that would allow Sophia to not only hide the camera and projector inside the yarn ball, but to also engage the “joined” mode when she’s wearing both parts. Pretty much done, aside from a few tweaks, Adria decides to check up on how Echoss was doing… -x2 electrum ingot -x2 red rock Echoss's work was done in two parts. The first was easy, shaping a pair of electrum ingots, chosen for being a relatively reliable metal for melding magic and technology, into the decorative needles. Small 'slots' were left in the needle heads, where he placed a pair of polished pieces of red rock. Strictly speaking that wasn't necessary but it looked nice. With a bit of more intricate work with a small pen, he carved a set of glyphs into the sides of the needles, before pressing in rock dust and solidifying it together with light geomancy, meaning the softer electrum wouldn't creep back into place, ruining the holding patterns. With that done, he began searching his mind for what he could remember, and soon a mix of minor crafting enchantments are decided on. A bit more contemplation, and soon he utters a set of words in an ancient language, power brought over by knowledge and inner strength. The spell settles into the needles, leaving them with a soft glow. So soft one wouldn't notice it unless in a dark room. ECHOSS: Ah, hello Miss Adria. I've just finished my piece, do these look acceptable? Adria takes a good look at the pair of needles, and nods. She also shows off the yarn ball she made, and demonstrates its standard cosmetic functions. ADRIA: Looks good! How about mine? ECHOSS: Perfect. I believe all that's left is to wrap these? ADRIA: Mhm, it’s ready. Adria takes out an adequately sized box for the job, lid included. She carefully places the set of items in the box. She also prepares a blue ribbon. Echoss quickly procures some blue space wrapping paper, as well as a purple and yellow ribbon. One wrapping session later, and the present’s ready for the tree. Echoss, having need of other things to do, writes a small note for Sophia: ECHOSS: Hello there Miss Sophia, I hope this present is to your liking. Me and your aunt assembled it together, and I believe it is something that you'll find useful. Merry Not!Christmas I suppose. Adria waves goodbye to Echoss as he goes to do things, leaving her to deliver the gift. --- As Adria approaches the tree with the gift, she sees Sophia being the little rascal she is, diving deep into the tree and looking for more presents. Adria couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. ADRIA: Looking for something, dear?~ Adria holds out the present as Sophia crawls out from under the tree and turns her head. She immediately notices the multicolored present her aunt was holding. SOPHIA: ...Oh! For me!? Adria nods as Sophia rushes over and sees the pretty present in front of her. She takes it and looks it over. Gives it a little shake. Then, perhaps completely contrary to what’s expected, carefully opens it up. Inside, she finds her gift; two golden sewing needles and a blue ball of yarn. The mere presence of these two kinds of objects made her smile. That being said, it was very obvious there was something more to them - the yarn ball was too small and the needles were too pretty for use. Adria seems to have included a small instruction slip in with the gift, along with Echoss’s note. She doesn’t get to read any of it before Adria gives her a soft hug, except from behind and kneeling down at Sophie’s level so she could still access the present. She reads down through Echoss’s note first, and reads down through the instruction slip next. She sets the present down for now and returns Adria’s hug. SOPHIA: Thank youuuu!~ And thank Mister Echoss for me too! ADRIA: Anytime! SOPHIA: Ooh, ooh, I’mma try ‘em on! Adria releases Sophia from the hug, and Sophia follows the provided instruction slip on how to equip it. She takes her hat, and places the yarn ball on one side of it. Then, defying the slip because she thought of a better way to position them, she takes the two needles, pins one at a large angle behind the yarn ball, then pins the other one perpendicularly through the approximate middle of the other needle, forming a cross behind the yarn ball. She pushes a few buttons on the yarn ball, taking advantage of her new nimble fingers enchantment to press them all in quick succession. Two pieces of ‘yarn’ fly up towards the tops of the two needles as if their current position was the default position. Whatever Adria’s done to the machinery makes it look seamless and act adaptively, almost akin to magic. The two ‘strings’ tie themselves to the tops of the needles, securing them in place. Simultaneously, the camera and hardlight projector are uncovered and turned on, creating a hardlight display that Sophia can touch to do things with. It’s very much like a smartphone screen in that sense, except not physical and not as versatile, helping with knitting and sewing but not much else. Plenty of widgets for her to play around with on her own time, too. Combined with the nimble fingers enchantment, knitting and navigating the interface should be very quick and easy. Very happy with the result, she turns back to Adria and gives her another hug, the display pulling back to accommodate for the disruption of sightlines SOPHIA: Aaaa, I love it! Thank you both so much! SOPHIA: I’mma start makin’ somethin’ right now! Adria doesn’t even get the chance to say goodbye before Sophia runs off downstairs to make something. Though, honestly, just seeing her excited for something that was made for her was enough for her. She smiles warmly, stands up, and tries to remember what she was doing before she helped make the gift. … Enchanted Knitting Gadget - A two-part hat accessory consisting of a blue yarn ball and a pair of electrum needles. The yarn ball contains technology to help with sewing and knitting, and the needles have a swift fingers enchantment to speed up precise movements involving the hands. They function well enough alone, but look and function best together. A gift from Adria and Echoss to Sophia. -------------------- "...I will aid them. No matter the cost to myself."
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pionoplayer	Posted: Jan 9 2021, 10:07 PM Quote
Weaver of Fates Group: Admin Posts: 2622 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: 25 Location: Where ever there is chaos to be created Status: N/A	Respec stuff, part 1! (I'll be finishing it off next round by doing stat point reallocation) Crafting! First, Pionobot takes a spare Droplet Cosplay Kit, then Adds A Jetpack (combine Dropley Cosplay Kit and Plus A Jetpack to make T7 version) Trink #1 Pionobot grabs the Every Elemental Earth, 8 Gaiameld Ingots, all 4 remaining hardened glass, then one T1 elemental crystals of every type (buying the two missing ones from Chaos). He takes the hardened glass and shapes it into a large, stronger, BETTER jar than the Every Elemental Earth. Then using his metal powers grinds the gaiameld ingots down into a metal powder that resembles sawdust or dirt, places the every elemental earth, the gaiameld dust, and the elemntal crystals into the jar. Now he has a jar of dirt inside a jar of dirt, who knows what unfathomable power this will grant him? Every Elemental Earth is now the Excessively Elemental Earth Suggestions, Elemental Eclecticity can be triggered 3 times a battle, improve Elemental Excellence to the effects Empowered4 and Guardian3. Trink #2 Pionobot takes the Poetry Pamphlet, 2 Structured Matter, 2 Parabolan Orange-Apples, and 1 Wildcard. He places the Structured Matter down, and it somehow begins to seep into the Poetry Pamphlet. He then applies the Parabolan Orange-Apples, the unrealness of which bind with the Structured Matter causing the entire Pamphlet to sort of... shiver. He then tosses in a Wildcard, claiming that it is a rules card and therefore lets him choose what happens next. And what happens next is a declaration that the rules are whatever he wants them to be. Poetry Pamphlet is now the Calvinboard Pamphlet! ASSET_DATA_CORRUPTED has been improved, so that the user may now change 3 values, split between up to 2 targets in Range1-4 (or 4 values if that's okay) Pionobot then equips the Trailing Comet, the Droplet Cosplay Kit Plus Jetpack, Excessively Elemental Earth, and the Calvinboard Pamphlet. If the items used are not enough for the crafts (for instance if the Christmas Tree doesn't count for self-crafts) and you need me to pick out more, just let me know and I will next turn. Present responses: Pionobot gladly spins the scarf around his neck. "You know... I actually kinda look good with this on. Maybe I should keep it once I get off Sussui?" Either way, he makes a mental note to thank Maple later. Also EN needs one too, jetpacks are useful when you can't fly under your own power. Grumblegrumblestupidthymefieldgrumblegrumble. Echoss looks at the presents and smiles softly, almost sadly. He very carefully places the consumables in the inventory, then smooths out the two notes and places them in his pockets. These will go home once he can send them back on his own. Echoss at the picnic: Echoss pulls out some of the sparkling ciders and various plastic cups. He tilts his head upon realizing that the ciders have warmed, so he closes his eyes, and a small amount of frost (not real frost, the sorta water vapor cling you get on drink containers when they've been properly chilled) creeps across them. He sets them down, and pours himself a glass of an orange-ish one labeled 'Feathercrown'. Pionobot: Pionobot, having finished up with the no-longer-prisoners back in the aviation chamber, heads to the cable car cranny, and taps on Mari's shoulder. He's smoking a bit less now at least. "Mari I need you to go start the airship. We need to get to the central labs now and knock some heads together. Cypress identified the central security as located there. If we could reach the records before Spark tries to trash them..." Pionobot falls silent for a moment. Then starts again with one fin al thing. "I'm going to try and gather as many others as I can. Be safe, but be fast." Another pause. "Seriously though, we need to hurry and there's not time to make a cable car." BEGIN TRANSITION BATTLE TO CENTRAL LABS: AIRSHIP MODE -------------------- Once upon a time there was a story...
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engie	Posted: Jan 10 2021, 11:52 AM Quote
Ancestor Group: Members Posts: 2220 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	Calibri takes a look at the shotgun that is now on the fridge. Then a look at Chloe. Then the shotgun. Then Chloe. "Oh right, forgot they do that... Eh, I'll keep that in mind for later." He shrugs. Then the cutscene moves along anyway so there's not much point dwelling on it further. Either way, he'll wait until she's receiving the gift from him, then open the gift from her in turn, because it's cool when people who gave each other gifts open them together. Verdana... doesn't have anything to do. "..." He decides to go wandering. This takes him back to the Skylabs again. And, by sheer happenstance, he'll likely end up wandering into the picnic zone. Given it's been a bit since he was around for things, maybe it'd be worth getting him caught in picnic affairs? EN watches as Rosie develops what can only be called "a severe violation of every ethical code that has any relevance to wartime affairs", then nods in approval as said device is used to perform impromptu pesticide. "Looks like tha' works darn well. Heh. Prolly best naw t' use tha' too lib'rally, but ah'm naw judgin' if ya do. S'pose now ya got tha' set up, ah'd better get t' sortin' out some other stuff. Still christmas an' all, so. A'ight, wha' was ah gon' do..." EN pauses, then wanders off into the house to go find a room to herself... Though I just don't really know what to do for crafting and have hit a motivational slump, I guess I'll have to leave it at that for now. -------------------- "Their story has concluded for now. Currently, you follow mine."
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Dedomeni	Posted: Jan 10 2021, 06:38 PM Quote
bang / bang / burn Group: Members Posts: 209 Joined: 8-August 19 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	ZONE 5 - PICNIC TIME "The Scion" smiles hesitantly and takes a seat, staring at the assorted beverages. "THE SCION": Well, um... this is... nice! "THE SCION": Should I have brought my own food? I've never been to a picnic before. "THE SCION": Flecty and... well, people have told me about them, but I've never had the time, or anyone to have one with. "THE SCION": ...Probably for the best. I could've killed someone by touching their food back in the day. Realizing what she has just said, she jerks her head up panickily. "THE SCION": I-I swear I'm safe now! Especially with the Thymefield. Just maybe don't touch any scabs, or pores. THE BORDER OUTPOST "Lilac" grins at Granny Acorn. "LILAC": Heh. I figured it was only a matter of time before you figured out something was up! "LILAC": You've got sharp, er, woodmancy organs. Her smile turns grim, and her eyes suddenly belie a weariness far beyond her years. A cold wind seems to rustle down the pair's backs for an instant. "LILAC": Forgive me for not being fully frank with you. "LILAC": Some se(rets are better left just that. "LILAC": The de(eption was ne(essary to gain passage here, and it will remain ne(essary for the time being. I am on a mission to bring pea(e to Sussui, and doing so in my true appearan(e is diffi(ult. "LILAC": I understand the origin of your people's prejudi(e against non-(hairians, but it is... in(onvenien(ing. "LILAC": But what I believe our friend (ypress has yet to discover is that a de(eption and a reality are not so different things. One (an easily be(ome the other. "LILAC": It is be(ause he has not realized this that he is still afraid. "Lilac" turns, as if to go, before abruptly turning back. The ancient set to her eyes is gone. "LILAC": Oh, hey. You said you don't know much about Cypress's origins. Do you know anything? "LILAC": Any rumors of weird Chairian kids around this border region? Or... Tabletopian ones, maybe? "LILAC": I want to know why he's lied about his entire life story, and any clue helps. "LILAC": If I figure this out, then maybe he'll be willing to trust me, and Sussui, with the truth. Meanwhile, in the Border Outpost proper, ""Lilac"" accepts her new fake I.D. and heads back to the Communications Hub. She smiles at the two guards. ""LILAC"": Whew! That was quite an adventure just to find a dropped I.D.! ""LILAC"": Next time, I'll take it out of my pocket before I use the disguiser. ""LILAC"": Although, I'm not sure if I should even be here yet, considering we don't have anything to report. ""LILAC"": I guess the tour I mentioned earlier couldn't hurt, right? Unless you're busy right now. Wouldn't want to disturb important business! -------------------- me when children of the thyme is real dragons funny dragon game
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The_Nonexistent_Tazz	Posted: Jan 11 2021, 12:37 AM Quote
Ancestor Group: Members Posts: 1405 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	Christmas Venia waits patiently for Nia to unwrap her as other presents are unwrapped. Marron's and Ette's gifts to each other are cute. Chloe's gotten a whole lot, wow-almost makes Venia wonder if she should give her something at all with the limited gift-giving power she has. Hannah got an obviously dangerous poison-wait what? Venia stares blankly at the item. She's right there. She isn't able to read the attached card, all wrapped up like she is, but given how much protection is involved in the packaging Hannah took to get to it, and Hannah's own interests, she doesn't exactly need much more intelligence than that to determine the contents. It's not exactly the fact Hannah's getting poisons for christmas, but the sheer level of containment-somewhat excessive. Weapons weren't uncommon, given the situation-but perhaps something felt too secure about how much packaging was there. Venia is no overbearing parent for children that aren't her own. Hannah is responsible with her toxins and she trusts her enough with dangerous items. Venia trusts that Hannah can be responsible. Still, something compels her to act-even if it's just plain curiosity. She briefly turns her head to the black kitsune, ever-present. For an unholy aberration against reality itself, it's easily forgettable, blending in like good statuary. It's also remarkably perceptive-whatever method it uses to sense its surroundings negates the need for sensory organs. (Or at least, obvious sensory organs). It's perceptive range is 360, all 'better to serve.' It's practically a 'biological' AI. No doubt it read what was on the card, or at least could do so and almost certainly could recall it as well-it had a clear angle. ... That said-asking it instead of Hannah would be treating Hannah like a child, and Hannah was of-age. And, also, right there. Sometimes intelligence is knowing the most direct option is also the smartest. "Uh, Hannah, what did you just get? That looks, uh, especially dangerous... Like I know dangerous items aren't exactly uncommon for this sort of thing, but like, I can't really guess from just looking at it." Venia is hesitant to break the festive mood over what was little more than a likely interesting chemical compound, but at the same time, she felt compelled to comment. Then she remembers Chloe's mini-gift pile and realizes that she should probably actually make gifts. As if on-cue, three gifts plop down next to her, from herself to Nia. Thank you, time travel! Cypress "... Hrm. The only question remains, then... Who should we bestow the honor upon, if we were to do so? Odds are that it'll basically cause a civil war instantly so we want someone really worthy. The Sleuth seems like a logical choice, given he already held the title and did good while having it, but... I'm wondering if there's anyone else. Preferably a good 'face' that actually has political sense, and preferably not already a councilmember. Who'd that be, though? I'd name Echoss in a heartbeat but he's, uh, already the leader of another country who came here for diplomatic reasons, which creates conflicts of interest, and after that it's not as clear-cut. Uh, any recommendations?" A twinge of thought-is she good enough? It's all-but-certain she's not going to be the duchess of anything for much longer... Mariaaaaaa "... OK!" Maria says, backing away from Twig, but in doing so, her eyes catch onto Aoki resting in the corner. This is definitely the first time Maria's seen Aoki-all decked out in cool idol-wear that Maria's only ever seen sported by cool superheroines and magical girls. Her reaction is understandable-she runs up right to her and immediately leans close. "Ohmygosh, who's that? Miss Marron, who is this? Why is she wearing a pretty dress? I want it! Who is she? Is she a magical girl? I wanna be a magical girl!" Her high-pitched shouting is probably going to wake her up, bare minimum. She's clearly forgotten herself in excitement. Then again, it's a 'magical girl,' and even in Thymium there's a disconcerting lack of actual magical girls. The Old Pass Venia stands at the entrance to the lair, Incandescent Key clutched tightly. This is it. The last of the 'new' Rose Cult. If she pulls this off, all she'll have to do is basically community service to the stragglers in the old base, and then... Maybe they could reform the 'old' order anew? Venia gazes at Longavea, back on her arm. "Longavea... Been a while, huh? It's time to fight Yulania. I'm sure you'll have quite a few choice words for him, no? Especially, uh, after we purify him... Oh, uh, you probably don't know. Uh-I perfected the Purge! I can free the Rose Cultists from the Butterfly! And I had this crazy idea bounce around in my head, but I'll save it for after this fight. Not even going to get off the ground if we don't do this right..." "Let's go." Venia descends into the abyss... Regalus Regalus, happy with the books he's currently found, starts reading them out, settling himself on the Reception desk for lack of many other reasonably accessible tables, and begins reading.
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Bomber57	Posted: Jan 13 2021, 07:54 PM Quote
The Devious CEO of Hellco. Group: Members Posts: 602 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	Irongutta notices the problem with Rosebud right away. "Hah, I bet she's gonna love this, R-8. Though, it'd probably help if I loaded it first, heh." Since it'd be her first try at firing it, Irongutta opted to load the firework shell R-8 mentioned. Aiming Magnolia skyward, he gave her a bit of encouragement. "Roight then, give 'er anuvver go Magnolia!" The Picnic Irongutta nodded at R-8's suggestion of putting on a little pyrotechnics show at the picnic. "Say, now that's an idea! I know yer capable of pullin' it off and all that. I mean, it's probably fine to set off fireworks in The Skylabs. We're both experts, after all." ...Eventually, he shows up to the picnic in The Skylabs with R-8, bringing Magnolia and apparently Piggo along with them.
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Eris	Posted: Jan 13 2021, 08:37 PM Quote
[/color]/b] Group: Members Posts: 2013 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: Bullet Hell Status: N/A	Nettle equips the Prototype: Mana Manipulator and places a single point in HP. ~~ Asha opens her gift! Or uh, she encounters Marron. She seems a bit tied up right now. "Hey! Merry Christmas...?" ... "marron are you okay"
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Irecreeper	Posted: Jan 13 2021, 11:19 PM Quote
Source of the Problem Group: Members Posts: 2329 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: 23 Location: N/A Status: N/A	<271> To begin, a few more gifts throw themselves onto the pile of gifts that seems to exist. The gifts are definitely getting kinda scary at this point. They merge into the Mountain of Smiling Gifts, who can only be defeated if somebody rips a bunch of presents from it! Which means, it won't last long at all! BRING ON THE GIFTS! The Mountain of Smiling Gifts Asha: Asha finds a comfy Marron resting not far from the tree. Unrolling Marron from the Quilt of Cozy Items, she discovers that she's wrapped up in ribbons. The slightest bit timid, Asha asks if she's okay. Marron, snapping to attention, glows roughly the same shade as a beet. MARRON: H-Hm!? MARRON: I-I'm fine! I-I'm fine! I-I was j-just tied up b-by Chaos, i-is all! I-I'm not wrapped up like t-this by c-choice, o-or anything! MARRON: B-Baka... MARRON: C-Can... can you untie me? MARRON: I'll give you your present if you do that! ...Looks like getting a present will take a few extra steps. Chloe: Chloe continues to tend to her generally large collection of gifts. She takes the longest, most cylindrical one, and gently lays it on the floor. Her hands hook into the paper, ripping a large chunk out. The rest of the paper is torn away in a similar fashion, revealing what seems to be a... body pillow! Not of a cute anime girl, or hot anime guy, or anything like that- it's just a really, really big burrito pillow. CHLOE: I-It's... It's beautiful. CHLOE: Thank you, Irongutta! CHLOE: ... CHLOE: squiiiish~ The swordswoman gives the burrito a nice, tight hug. Being a plushie, it doesn't do anything awkward like ooze everywhere. She then lays it out on the ground, resting herself on it as she continues with the remainder of her presents. Next up is a small box from Adria. Resting on her pillow, she gingerly shreds the paper from the present with her bare hands. Inside is a jewelry box, which she pops open with the push of her thumbs. A bracelet made of Bronzewood sits inside, a ruby hourglass adorning it. Chloe slips it on as she reads the note from Adria. CHLOE: This is lovely, Adria! CHLOE: Thank you so much! Universal laws dictate that she can only open one more present this session, so she plops a blue, blade-shaped box on the ground in front of her. This one's from Echoss. It's a bit too small to be an actual sword, or even a dagger for that matter. Still, the prospect of what's within excites her, driving her forward into the gift's paper. From within, she draws the Runeblade Charm! She holds it in the palm of her hand, appreciating the craftsmanship. CHLOE: Ah! This is perfect! CHLOE: I-I feel like I've said that about everything I've received today, t-though... CHLOE: But I love it! Thanks, Echoss!~ She slots it into her trinket slot, replacing her old Blade Charm. She also gives it a few cursory swings. Despite it not being an actual sword so to say, she can't help it. Swords are made to be swung! Marron: Still stuck in ribbons, Marron is a bit hard-pressed to go and get her gift. The gift from Venia. The one that just spontaneously occurred in this timeline mere moments ago. So, Ette brings it over to her once again, taking the pleasure of unwrapping it and placing the contents of the box on Marron's head. MARRON: W-Wait, what'd I g-get? ETTE: You're gonna need to find out once you get untied! ETTE: Muhahahaha! Ette does a lil' evil cackle. Were she a villain, this laugh wouldn't spook or intimidate anyone. Instead, it'd make people surrender instantly due to just how cute it was. Marron is completely unsure of what she's obtained, but she seems to appreciate it anyway. Furious Ribbon obtained! Omorika: Omorika sits herself down near the tree. So many presents. Certainly more than she was used to. A lesser woman would be overwhelmed, but Omorika has faced piles of paperwork that'd make just about anyone shudder. She morphs the ground beneath the first of her presents, gently carrying it towards herself. It's not wrapped, so she simply takes it. She gently nods her head, silently thanking Cypress for the gift. Codex Hammer obtained. Next is a box from Echoss. She brings it over to herself, and summons into existence what seems to be a turtle with a knife attached to it. It runs around the present at surprising speeds, peeling off the paper with the knife's edge. She then loots the contents within- new clogs! Woodmaster's Clogs obtained! Or actually, they've inexplicably replaced her old clogs, as an upgrade. How odd. OMORIKA: Ah, how nice. I suppose these were due for improvement. OMORIKA: Thank you, sir Echoss. Finally, comes a present from the Reflector. How quaint, she thinks. Then, she sees Chloe ripping into presents with her bare hands- how crass! Still, perhaps that's how humans do things? How would it feel to rip into a present with her own two hands? That would mean putting absolute trust in the contents of the box, and- look it's probably fine. Wordlessly, Omorika dewraps the present with a single tug of her hand. Then, popping open the box within, she finds the Floral Conflux! It's... really quite curious. Far as she can tell, it's a gateway in reality, held within a ring. The location of this gateway constantly changes, shifting locations endlessly. She peers into it. How utterly interesting. And potentially useless, but this is likely the sort of thing that'd keep her engaged for hours on end. OMORIKA: ...I fail to understand how this works. OMORIKA: It is, however, quite lovely. Thank you... my Reflector. ...If you tend to call people "sir" or "madam", and they don't have a proper defined gender, what do you refer to them as? Is calling them "my" weird? Almost certainly. She did her best, though. Niaaa: Nia has not one, not two, but TOO MANY PRESENTS TO OPEN THIS TURN. But there is one present in particular that piques her interest. Venia has tied herself up in ribbons beneath the tree. Also, apparently Marron's doing that too. Marron must've copied her. But that's not important! What's important is that she claims this gift for herself! Using Boxican, she lifts Venia up into the air ever so gently. She also lifts a trio of presents along with Venia. NIA: Y'know... I feel like I should open these presents in my room~ NIA: That'll be fun. Won't it? She gives Venia a wink, before marching off upstairs. Boxican's telekinesis gently pulls Venia along, following a short distance behind her. His telekinesis permits Venia to spin freely as she travels. Nia boots open the door to her and Venia's room, giving Boxican a flick. The presents shoot into the room, gently setting themselves on the floor besides the bed. With another flick, Venia is pulled through the air, above the bed. With a downward swing, Venia is slammed onto the bed, perhaps a bit too hard- the frame of the bed gives off an awful creaking sound. NIA: Merry Christmas, Venia! NIA: Now... did you get these for me? That's sweet of you!~ NIA: Tell you what. I'll go through these one at a time, and if I like what I get... I'll give you a bit of a reward! Alright? Leaving Venia wrapped in ribbons upon the bed, Nia takes a seat next to her. She telekinesis's the first of many presents to herself. Swiftly and eagerly, she rips off the paper, crumpling it into a ball and throwing it forward in front of her. Within, she finds... a minifridge, which she sets on the ground. NIA: A minifridge? Yaaaaay? NIA: Oh, there must be... She pops open the door, finding a large tub of Niapolitan Supreme Ice Cream! Nia undergoes neuron activate. Ice cream! The best! She pops open the tub, equips a spoon, and takes a bite. It's absolutely perfect! Despite the chill, Nia's face glows with the warmest of blushes. NIA: Ah! I love it! I love it a lot!~ NIA: Here, you have a bite! She reaches the spoon into the tub, and spoon-feeds Venia a bite. Since she "made" it, she can kinda understand why Nia loves it so much. Though, it's probably something else entirely having it spoon-fed to you. Once the bite has gone down, Nia grins as she leans over towards Venia, locking lips with her and pulling into an embrace. She pulls away about a minute later, still smiling. NIA: That's your present! A kiss! NIA: I mean, I do have a few things prepared for you, b-but think of these as like, lil' extra bonuses!~ NIA: Now, let's see what else is here! Next on the chopping block is a present that's been wrapped in a simple snowflake pattern. Nia eviscerates the paper within a tenth of a second, little strips fluttering to the ground. The box is slain in a similar fashion, cardboard fragments flying all about the room. In Nia's hands is a brand new sweater! Though, it looks a lot like her old one. In fact, it looks exactly like her old one. It's still missing a sleeve and such. Confused, Nia reads the note. It specifically mentions checking herself out in front of a mirror. NIA: Uh, alright. NIA: Mirror, mirror... this room doesn't have a mirror. NIA: I can fix that, though! Nia casts Ice Mirror! Which isn't an actual spell, but she manifests a large block of ice in the center of the room. It steams profusely as Nia alters it, the side facing her becoming a mirror-like surface. As the note dictates, Nia begins to cycle her magical power, focusing on the sensation that has appeared in her backside. She shoots up a short distance as two half-snowflakes shoot out of her back, forming a pair of wings. Unfortunately, the room is much too small for her to fly, so she just sorta bashes into the ceiling. The roof trembles a little as Nia crashes back down to the earth. Other than a small bump, Nia seems fine. Sitting on the ground, she admires her new wings. NIA: Whoa! Cool! NIA: I mean, I probably should've been outside, but I'm not complainin! NIA: I love this! And you, too! Immediately, Nia is all over Venia once more, delivering kiss after kiss upon her lips. Venia's the slightest bit helpless to resist, still being tied up. A few moments later, Nia turns over, resting upon Venia. Wordlessly, she gets the last of her gifts to float towards her. Once more, the paper around the box is hit with a zero to death combo, being sent clean outside the room. This leaves naught even the box behind. Within, she finds what seems to be a... sweater sleeve. Kinda. Upon it is a pattern of snowflakes perpetually falling, shoulder to wrist. Nia immediately slips it on, and admires it. Snowfall Sleeve obtained! NIA: Aah!~ NIA: This is super pretty! How'd you even make this!? NIA: I think it goes without saying... that this is the best Christmas ever!~ NIA: C'mere! Bomp. Instead of just kissing Venia all over as she normally wood, she takes advantage of her position to sneak on over to Venia's side, and cuddle up with her. As she does so, her hands fiddle with the ribbons around Venia, slowly breaking them off one by one. They likely remain this way for some time to come. Probably until Nia remembers that she has a gift to give to Venia, too. Taeda: Taeda blinks. The universal laws have worn off by this point! At least, on her. Seems like the universal law is bullying Chloe and Nia at the moment. But now's her chance! She ninja-rolls beneath the tree, snags her present, and... slips a splinter into the wrapping paper. Manipulating the splinter, it moves like a saw through the paper, splitting it cleanly in half. Taeda removes the two halves of the wrapping paper from the box, storing it for later. (It's Helix-Fossil paper! Very valuable.) Within the box, she finds the Sanctified Helix Statue! It's cute, and utterly holy. It's about what you'd think it is- an artisanal statue of Lord Helix, adorned with gold. Taeda places it on the floor in front of her, admiring it as she sits down. TAEDA: Ooh! This is amazing! TAEDA: You've truly captured his magnificence, Adria! You have a real knack for this! TAEDA: I'm gonna put this in my room, where it's safe and sound. Taeda's immediately off, heading downstairs. She places the statue in her Weapons Locker, where it'll be safe and sound. It also might remind her what she's fighting for. Not that she'd forget, anyway. Mari: ...? Seems like while nobody was looking, Mari went and pilfered her present. She must've managed to get it within 5 seconds of it spawning. It also looks like she opened it downstairs while nobody was looking. Her eyepatch is certainly looking snazzy now, though. And also not really like an eyepatch. Devileye Patch obtained! MARI: Thanks, Venia. MARI: You're... pretty cool. Hannah descends into the Everground. Riding the platform down, she soon reaches the bottom of the Third Layer. Or at least, she would've. It would've been far simpler had she arrived at the bottom. It's dark. Really dark. When'd it get so dark? She swears she was able to see the bottom earlier. She immediately stops her descent. And yet, despite this, it gets darker. Darker, yet darker. The light around Hannah seems to burn from existence, a powerful wind drawing it away from her. Something zooms by the island, circling it. Or perhaps, nothing's zooming around it. It's more of a "living absence" than any sort of discernable entity. A moving blank space, which devours the light as it soars. Soon, there's a flash of light. Or perhaps, its a flash of shadow? A creature flaps its four wings, some sort of serpentine avian. It lacks any sort of head, a large, jagged beak in its place with three eyes carved into it. Its tail end dissolves into a mist of shadows. How is it visible? Perhaps, it's absorbed too much light. Or perhaps, she should ponder that later. The creature is pissed. The Coursing Shadow has appeared within the Everground! Odds are, it'll need to die for anyone to adventure further into the Everground! Adria then equips the Helixian Processor, and creates the Enchanted Knitting Gadget! This uses a generally small amount of material. While the GM would shove this beneath the tree, Sophia claims the gift in absolute record time, grabbing it before the GM actually writes about it. Damn. She fast. Meanwhile, some sorta shadowy figure zooms through the Whispering Library. They try to take a note, but it seems like its really old foreshadowing for Calypse. Neato. Oh, also. "Carcia" decides to take a look at the map. The Border Outpost: Hannah Nothing of interest happens. Carcia just pulls out the map, and gives it a good look-over. If she recalls correctly, she's currently somewhere south of the Sniper Tower. Is that right? Probably. Current Maps: General Map: Pionobot does a bit of crafting. The Every Elemental Earth is improved with 4 Gaiameld Ingots, 2 Hardened Glass, and I'm just going to call that 2 Mantle Clusters. Muhahahahaha. The Poetry Pamphlet is then improved to the Calvinboard Pamphlet, becoming even less defined than the Poetry Pamplet using 2 Structured Matter, 2 Parabolan Orange-Apples, and a Wildcard. He also duct-tapes a Jetpack to a Droplet Cosplay Kit, creating the Droplet Cosplay Kit Plus a Jetpack. These are all equipped, along with the Trailing Comet. Over at the picnic, Echoss takes the time to chill some of the cider. A quick ice spell flashes across them, chilling their contents to a perfect frosty temperature. He pours himself a glass, while Chloe pours herself a cup as well. CHLOE: Cheers~! Do they clink glasses? Probably. It'd be cute. The Scion suffers from Picnic Anxiety™. Did they need to bring their own food? In response, Chloe plops a sandwich down in front of them. On a plate, of course. This one appears to be a simple ham and cheese sandwich. CHLOE: Oh, don't worry about that. CHLOE: We have food for everyone! Dig in, if you want! CHLOE: And if you don't like this, that's okay! We have a few more kinds of sandwiches, too! They also mention that they're safe! And to not touch their scabs, or pores. Chloe tilts her head. wat CHLOE: H-Huh? CHLOE: D-Don't worry! I won't touch you, or anything like that. CHLOE: Just enjoy yourself, alright? CHLOE: We're all friends here!~ Nom. Chloe takes a bite from her sandwich.:chloehappy: While Chloe eats, "Lilac" continues to chat with Granny Acorn. The Border Outpost: The Reflector Lilac decides to do a bit of a transformation in front of Acorn. Her eyes shift into a merciless glare, conveying an ancient weariness. Acorn however, barely seems fazed. Or at the very least, she's rather good at not showing fear. Gotta keep up a strong face in front of the children, y'know? But those eyes... they're not human. Or, she supposes, in this case, not Chairian. ACORN: Those eyes... ACORN: Are... you one of those Outsiders that I've heard about, dear? ACORN: Not that it really matters, but if you are... I'm sure you have good intentions, dear. ACORN: Not that Spark up there in his Citadel would let them shine through, I'm sure. As the Reflector's eyes revert to their standard form, Acorn remains unfazed. She then asks if Acorn really does know anything about Cypress's origins. Is there anything? She said she didn't know much. ACORN: Hm... nothing too particular about his past. ACORN: Sorry, dearie. ACORN: But, when I talked with him, sensing his body... I noticed something wrong with his throat. ACORN: They say that an accident, or something during one of the many battles, was what caused him to be unable to speak. A nasty burn from an incendiary weapon. ACORN: But when I sensed his body... ACORN: It was as if someone had performed a controlled burn in there. Scorched every last inch of it. ACORN: Senseless as the war was, no accident would cause a wound like that. ACORN: And, if our government had done such a thing to him, surely he wouldn't be working for them! ACORN: I don't know why he would be so intent on concealing what happened to him. ACORN: Perhaps it regards his past? ACORN: And... one more thing. ACORN: Like how I sensed you were not truly a Chairian, I sensed that Cypress too, was not truly a Chairian. ACORN: I am unsure if it was because of the technology in his body, or some sort of other circumstances... but there were more than a few oddities. ACORN: But anyway... Acorn waves goodbye, her hand moving slowly from side to side. ACORN: Goodbye, dearie. ACORN: Be good to Randa, okay? ...Does the Reflector leave? Who knows. Maybe they have a few more things to ask with that revelation about Cypress. Over at the Communications Hub, Lilac presents her newly minted ID to the Tabletopian Guard. Politely, they take the card and look it over. They then show it to their rebel comrade, before handing it back to Lilac. TABLETOPIAN: AGOLOGIES FOR THE INCONVENIENCE, MADAM TABLETOPIAN: EVERYTHING SEEMS TO BE IN ORDER. YOU MAY ENTER. GUARD: Yeah. It checks out. Come on in. GUARD: And don't lose your card next time! Somebody might've booked you. TABLETOPIAN: HAVE A PLEASANT DAY, MADAM. The Tabletopian leans over towards the door, and being incredibly careful, gently opens it. Lilac also mentions the tour. TABLETOPIAN: WE ARE NOT ALLOWED TO LEAVE OUR POST. GUARD: It's a small encampment, anyway. It'd be hard to get lost. GUARD: Besides, do you have time to waste with a tour? Whatever she responds with, Lilac is allowed in. She finds a cramped, dimly lit temporary structure, much like the teleporter room she arrived in. Rebels are crowded around technology far too complex for what should be feasible for a Chairian. Two durable-looking Tabletopian Soldiers are standing guard near... a fortified, airlock looking structure. A tabletopian leaves from the airlock, handing a piece of paper to one of the Rebels stationed at the computers. They then walk off, out of the building. What's behind that airlock? Must be important. But how might one get in? Seems like access to that is as simple as pressing a button, but the hard part is getting rid of the guards... Current Maps: The Communications Hub: General Map: Venia asks Cypress who the best candidate for Chairheir would be. Or at least, she asks for recommendations that aren't the Sleuth. Cypress's answer is immediate. CYPRESS: Miss Omorika. CYPRESS: However, your request. Council members- excluded. In this case... CYPRESS: Best candidate: Wattle. Skilled: many things. Diplomacy. Battlefield tactics. Scientific study. Cooking. CYPRESS: However, myself: biased. Wattle: trained. Occupation: my replacement. Eventually. Who knows. CYPRESS: Other candidates? Miss Hersilia. Miss Chi. Both viable. ...Would Wattle be a good choice? Who knows. Cypress seems to be confident in his abilities. Elsewhere, Maria asks who the pretty dress person is in the foam pit, having a nap. Marron doesn't seem to know who that is either. She's never seen a Chairian like that before, either. MARRON: Uh... gorilla. MARRON: For all I know, she could be a magical girl. MARRON: Whether it's a Sailor Moon sorta deal, or a Madoka thing... I-I don't know! MARRON: Let's... Let's go bother her. Taking Maria by the hand, Marron leads Maria towards where Aoki is sleeping. Equipping a TACTICAL STICK, Marron pokes the sleeping songstress. Poke poke. Poke poke. MARRON: Heeeey! MARRON: Who the hell are you? Why are you wearing a dress? AOKI: H-Huh...? W-What? Aoki wakes up, her head crashing through the foam cubes. She glares sleepily at the seamstress. AOKI: I-I'm... n-not drunk enough f-for this... AOKI: G-Go... a-away- She then notices the small child hiding not far from her assailant. Though it's not a Chairian child, it's still a child. Aoki immediately slaps herself in the face, a few splinters flying off herself. Suddenly pepped up, she waves to Maria. AOKI: O-Oh! Hello there, dear! AOKI: My name is Aoki!~ AOKI: So... why a-are you here? T-This place is much too dangerous f-for a lil' one like you! MARRON: oh sure you'll talk to her but not to me AOKI: Well, s-she's not the one assaulting me with a stick! Marron pauses her poking and prodding for a moment. She blinks once, twice, then resumes poking. Poke poke. Aoki groans. Would Maria be poking Aoki with a stick, had she been armed with one? Who knows. But maybe Maria can go ask this "magical girl" a few questions? She better do so before she grabs the stick, and beats Marron with it. Would she do that? I dunno. In addition, we now have some post-update DLC content! Nia seeks out Mari to discuss the concept of Transcendence. Or rather, is it worth the risk to become one? Nia arrives upon the Sky Labs. Far as she knows, that's where Mari is. Emerging through a portal, Nia flings herself through the lower decks, soon arriving at the top of the ship. Eagerly, getting a running start, she leaps off the ship. She lands, two feet flat upon the island. Or at least, that's what she intended. MARI: AHHHHH WHAT THE HELL- NIA: oh my god i am so sorry- Nia has landed directly on Mari. Ever so slowly and awkwardly, she takes a step off of Mari. There are clear footprints imprinted in her labcoat with dirt. She reaches a hand out to help the scientist, but Mari doesn't reach out. Instead, arcs of electricity begin to arc off of her, and slowly and gently she floats upward. In an instant, these bolts recede back into Mari's body. A short drop and she's back on the ground. MARI: One, good jump. Ten outta ten. MARI: Two, WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, YOU IDIOT! MARI: Who just randomly jumps off of ships!? NIA: I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry! NIA: Buuuut, I'm looking for someone! NIA: ...Wait, I'm looking for you! MARI: You're looking for me? MARI: Uh, alright. MARI: What's up? Nia looks up. There is nothing there. Nia tilts her head back down towards Mari. NIA: Um, okay! NIA: Transcendence! The really cool elemental thingy! NIA: I need to know! Is it worth becoming one? NIA: Is there like... anything I need to know? Any pros? Cons? NIA: Did I secretly give away my first child to a witch? MARI: What? NIA: ...Why're you lookin' at me funny? MARI: ...Whatever. Given the topic at hand, Mari "lets herself go". Which is to say, her form morphs ever so slightly. Static begins to build within her hair. Though this would make the hair of most stand on end, Mari's remains consistent. Then, like a tesla coil, her now storm cloud-like hair begins to emit short-ranged pulses of electricity. Clouds build in her eyes, granting her +100 CP of Stormy-Eyed. A mist forms around her legs, forming into a little cushy stormcloud for her to lounge upon. Flat on her stomach, resting upon the cloud, she gazes towards Nia. One leg is bent, idly swaying side to side in the air. MARI: So. Transcendence. MARI: Gonna be real. I can't pretend to understand it. MARI: Roxxanne... I'm not really sure if she understood it, either? MARI: But basically. You like, become the element. MARI: Sounds swell. And it is. NIA: Is there like, a huge "but", or? MARI: Eh... kinda? Mari reaches towards Nia. Before she even manages to make contact with her, an arc of lightning frees itself from her body. Nia lets out a little yelp as the bolt strikes her exposed arm. She rubs the zapped area, making a pouty face towards Mari. NIA: O-Ow! Hey! MARI: Yeaaaah. MARI: They're really not lying when they say you become the element. MARI: I can sorta "suppress" my form, but I still need to be pretty goddamn careful. MARI: Do you know how many computers I've fried, just like, on accident? MARI: ...None, because I am goddamn paranoid I'll destroy any computers I come into contact with, so I'm always really careful. NIA: W-Well... I'm thinking of becoming like, the ice lady. NIA: What could possibly go wrong with that, r-right? MARI: Hm... MARI: That sounds less destructive than being the queen of stormy stuff. MARI: But maybe like, you could be eating a hamburger, and the heat of it melts your fingers. MARI: And of course, there's the issue of what could happen when you eat ice cream- Nia looks absolutely mortified. Mari giggles to herself. MARI: I'm joking! I mean, probably. MARI: Venia's like, drunk potions in her watery form, right? MARI: You'll probably be fine. Probably. MARI: Or maybe you could like, become ice cream. NIA: I mean, if I did that, I'd probably eat myself. NIA: So probably not. MARI: Autocannibalism is one hell of a drug. MARI: Oh, but I've been making it sound like there's no upsides, either. MARI: With being the element, you kinda get mastery over the thing? MARI: Like this. Mari pulls out a game console from her pocket, suspiciously devoid of energy. She demonstrates to Nia how she can't turn it on. Then, with a few quick moments of concentration, Mari jams her finger into the charging port, deep as it can go. A second later, Mari turns on the console. It's fully charged. MARI: And that's just like, a single practical application. MARI: There's also of course, countless ways you can kill someone with this. NIA: I wonder what I'd be able to do as the ice lady? MARI: Dunno. Chill drinks? Make snow cones? Create an all-consuming blizzard to kill everyone and everything, snuffing out all life on the planet? MARI: Probably not that last thing, at least to the extent I'm saying. But defo the snow cones. NIA: :D Mari dispels the cloud from beneath her. She dispels her current form, transitioning back into her general, more humanlike form that won't zap everything within three feet of her. MARI: Yeah. Transcendence. Kinda interesting. MARI: Oh, minor sidenote. The process to become a Transcendent is like, stupidly painful. NIA: D: MARI: I mean, I don't know how Venia did it, but it sucked for me. MARI: Maybe Roxxanne was an idiot who didn't know how to do things properly. MARI: Who knows. Talk to your waifu about that. NIA: O-Okay... NIA: So... anything else I need to know? MARI: Hm... I don't think so. MARI: Or at least, nothing that I can be gorillaed to tell you. MARI: I'm preparing an airship. Or at least, I was before you goomba stomped my gorilla. NIA: Still sorry about that! NIA: So... then... see you later? MARI: Guess so. See you later. NIA: Alright! Thank you! Nia walks back to the airship, freezing a few footholds onto the ship so that she can climb up onto the main deck. Soon enough, she's back through the portal, and back to Venia. Just in time for Christmas. Or at least, this game's vague approximation of Christmas. Irongutta readies Magnolia to fire a rocket! The very-excited Magnolia primes herself, as the proud parent that is R-8733 cheers in the background. Thump! The distinct sound of an underbarrel grenade launcher accompanies the launch of a sparking rocket! A second or so after firing, a trail of sparkles begins to accompany it into the sky, an auxiliary rocket activating. High in the sky, this rocket detonates into a spray of red sparks, each one leaving a blazing trails as it descends to the ground, fading into nothingness. MAGNOLIA: Woooow! That was really pretty! MAGNOLIA: Again! Again! MAGNOLIA: I wanna do that again! But to an enemy! MAGNOLIA: And with high explosives! R-8733: sniff R-8733: they grow up so fast Again! Again! But maybe towards an enemy this time! Also, Irongutta shows up at the picnic, Piggo and Magnolia in tow. Chloe waves hello, serving him a sandwich with ham and cheese. Except, the swordswoman hesitates for a moment, before pulling a few extra slices of ham from the inventory, and sliding them into the sandwich. CHLOE: Enjoy!~ MAGNOLIA: We will! MAGNOLIA: ...Wait, I can't eat! I keep forgetting I can't eat! Haha! MAGNOLIA: Use me to cut it! I wanna cut it! Cut the sandwich! Hope and pray that Magnolia doesn't crit the sandwich. The poor thing wouldn't stand a chance. Chloe also decides to serve Piggo a few Gaiaroot potatoes, seeing as eating ham would probably be considered cannibalism. And that's just wrong. Unless you're playing Rimworld. In which case, it's probably profitable. Nettle equips the Mana Manipulator, and +1's her HP. Nice! One can't help but wonder in what cool, creative, utterly immoral ways Nettle will find to destroy the game with this. Pionobot grabs Mari, asking her to prepare the Airship for an Airtrip™. Mari salutes, then moments after, produces a notebook from her pocket. She cozies up to Pionobot's flank as she presents the notes to him. MARI: I had a feeling we'd be going over the woods to the North of the labs, one way or another. MARI: So... I took some notes. Y'know? MARI: There's a fairly large Iti foothold in the forests between us and the Central Labs. MARI: Nests of Iti, swarms of these big, flying balloon things... it's pretty damn unpleasant. MARI: But... there's something we can make use of. Mari flips the page of her notebook, showing rough sketches of what seem to be anti-aircraft turrets. Given the general lack of bells, whistles, and cupholders, Pionobot can quickly infer that its not her design. MARI: Anti-aircraft guns! MARI: I think the Chairians made them, or something. Were they active, odds are there'd be no Iti in the skies at the moment. MARI: But... something must've happened. Maybe the Rebels flipped them off, or something? Not like, in the "bird" sense, but the switch sense. MARI: I've took the liberty of placing some computer terminals upon our vessel. We should be able to remotely hack and activate the turrets from them. MARI: Do it right, and they should be pretty helpful in taking back the skies. MARI: And, y'know. MARI: Not dying. MARI: Anyway, I'll get the ship going. MARI: You guys better not ditch. Mari prepares the airship for takeoff. Moments later, it's up in the air! Not that it wasn't in the air already given the nature of the Sky Labs, but now it's even more up in the air! Ever-so-carefully, Mari pilots the airship over the main building, and begins to travel along the route shown to her by the cable car's guidewire... MARI: Yep. gorillaton of Iti. MARI: Just gotta be careful, and we'll- On cue, the sound of a balloon popping (were the balloon made of flesh) reverberates throughout the air! The entire airship rocks and sways as a large, bush-like entity impacts the front of the vessel. A multitude of stubby legs shoot out of it, gripping and clawing into the deck of the ship. The gigantic flower upon the top of it blossoms, a vibrant aura of destructive energy radiating from it. More of the "flesh balloons" begin to drift in from the distance... MARI: oh goddamn it MARI: Hold on to your gorillas, guys- no, me hearties! MARI: Cast these landlubbers back into the sea where they belong! - = S T R I F E ! = - Venia stands at the entrance to the Rosen Forge. Though the howling winds are frigid, chilling the duchess to her bones, the mouth of the cave leading into the mountain is somehow more wicked still. Not just cold, but the hair-raising roar of the mountain rolls out. Fear grips those who have gathered at the entrance. But they must travel onward. Yulania waits within, and with him, the last of the Rose Cult. There's no direction but forward, into the dark. Step by step, the party travels into the dark. The smoothed stone floors soon change into a crude stairwell, spiraling up into the dark. The occasional torch cuts through the dark, guiding the party as if they were moths. Soon, a warmth begins to fill their bodies. The heat of a blazing forge, where molten metal flows through its veins. At the peak of the stairwell, Venia witnesses the hallway she found within Yew's dreams. This was the Forge. It was incredibly similar in construction to the Rosen Catacombs, save for the lack of Chairian remnants scattered about. Instead, the entire facility seemed rather practical, grooves cut into the walls for metals to flow through, and scars in the ground to help guide carts full of valuable materials along. The gleam of orange light from the liquid iron bathes a figure not far down the hallway. He's donned from head to toe in a glimmering metal, faint lights of corruption dancing and flowing through it. A flowing robe made of interlocking metal plates, an eye on each one. Heavy gauntlets that could punch through solid concrete. Greaves that could keep you firmly planted in the middle of a tornado. And most sinister of all, a "crown" made of jagged metal that digs into the figure's head, likely piercing the core ever so slightly. This was Yulania. In hands was a simple smith's hammer, with a smiling mouth carved onto it. Not a single peeping eye was present upon it. And yet, the tool twitched and shook, like the death throes of a bug squirming on the ground. His voice is booming, yet calm. Unmoving, he glares towards Venia. The countless eyes on his ensemble follow his gaze. YULANIA: You've arrived. You, who dared to kill our leader. YULANIA: You, who have spit in the face of my god. YULANIA: You, who are in the way of my research. YULANIA: I've been anticipating this encounter. YULANIA: Surrender while you have the chance. The soul transfer is ready. YULANIA: The strength of an Outsider's soul... YULANIA: Perhaps it could bring about a world of innovation greater than that my daughter's brought about. YULANIA: So, come. Come to me, my children. YULANIA: Come, and be reborn. YULANIA: Your blood will be our rebirth. Gates made of iron portcullis slide open across the hallway. A small platoon of Rose Cult troops has been stationed here, ready to fight. Yulania remains still, perhaps unconcerned with the army of Spherebreakers that have arrived. He really must intend to stand and fight. This is it. The last of the Rose Cult lies before you. Now, go forth and silence them once and for all. - = S T R I F E ! = - <ABOVE THE FORESTS, ROUND ONE> Another airship segment! Survive until you reach the central Sky Labs! There'll be no additional obstacles when you reach your destination this time, so it really is just a simple matter of surviving six rounds! Just... make sure the Iti don't destroy your core, alright? There's a lot of them. There are also a few additional things to fuss over, like the existence of Iti Nests and Iti Cannons. They'll make your life quite the pain unless you exterminate them with the airship's weaponry... or if you're feeling bold enough, your own attacks! Hacking the Anti-Air Turrets around the area might help, too. <THE ROSEN FORGE, ROUND ONE> Oh, this fight almost certainly has two phases. Just look at that big, ominous door! When has there ever been a big, ominous door that doesn't do anything? Anyway, Yulania is a very, very deadly... support unit. While that doesn't sound that fearsome, what might strike the fear of god (or uh, <0>) into you is his ability to grant casual Empowered8, as well as Enlightened8. Which isn't as big now since we've nerfed those status effects, but STILL. Very scary. Don't die. Also watch for those Shackled. If they awaken, and dive your party... that'd be unpleasant, to say the least. -------------------- Link to Thymium Document: Click Here! Link to Thymium Discord: Click Here! ruin a
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NumberSoup	Posted: Jan 15 2021, 10:06 PM Quote
Administrator Group: Admin Posts: 820 Joined: 8-August 18 Age: N/A Location: Here Status: N/A	Nidra puts two points into SPC and one into Last Dream. Nidra actually wakes up for once. It seems fitting, given the nature of what she's doing. She floats into the house's kitchen and sits down at one of the dining table chairs. The cupboard doors swing open, but upon Nidra noticing that they're empty, a few Fragmented Alloy, a Whirlpool Cluster, and a piece of Liar's Flesh appear on the table. Nidra sculpts the Fragmented Alloy into a thermos, then dissolves the Whirlpool Cluster inside. A quick test proves that the thermos now provides infinite water. Nidra nods, and also dissolves the Liar's Flesh into the water. She touches the thermos, and its contents turn to mayonnaise. She takes a sip. Ah, delicious. Her favorite drink, made just the way she likes it. She touches it again, and with a mental nudge, the contents instead turn to coffee, and with another, the thermos into a mug. She hesitantly takes a sip. Caffeine. She makes a face. She can feel herself getting less sleepy. Absolutely disgusting. Still, it works. Nidra turns the mug back into a thermos, and wraps it up for Omo. The Anydrink: A container which holds an endless amount of any drink. Automatically changes its form and contents to its user’s subconscious preferences, though both can also be controlled with a thought. As she's working, Nidra's stuffed koala retrieves her present. After they're both done, Nidra hands the present to her koala to place under the tree, while taking Omo's gift from its arms. She carefully opens it. Above the Forests Join at N15. Move to M13. Self-sleep with Sheep Counter. Power Nap self. Basic attack Harpy3 and Predator1.
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insert_generic_username	Posted: Jan 16 2021, 12:15 AM Quote
Why do people make usernames like this anyways... Group: Members Posts: 630 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	Spawn in at I15, move left to H15, selfcast Fury.
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pionoplayer	Posted: Jan 16 2021, 12:38 AM Quote
Weaver of Fates Group: Admin Posts: 2622 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: 25 Location: Where ever there is chaos to be created Status: N/A	Respec finish: -1 AGI, +1 SPC, +2 RES Also note, my trait claims it is still level 2 despite us upping it to 3 and including the level 3 effect. Also also note, the Plus a Jetpack in the inventory hasn't been removed. Echoss at the picnic Echoss smiles softly, and clinks glasses with Chloe, watching as more people file into the picnic, waving as appropriate. Everground antics Not!Echoss grabs the heavenpiercing drill out of the inventory again. Nothing good can come of this. "yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" Hello ladies and gentlemen, I am here today to give you an essential public health and safety announcement. while thymium is not a game that typically supports public health and safety, I felt that in this case it was rather critical to inform you of something. Not!Echoss revs the drill a couple of times. Then, from his hiding perch at the top of the abyssal fault, launches right through the light crystal on the right. Since there's still another one, it should be fiiiiiiiiiiine. As he finishes drilling through it at high speed, he turns around and gives it a great KARATAAAY CHOP that send the lower 2/3rds of it plummeting through the abyss below. "eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" Now, I know you're upset that I'm interrupting you're regularly scheduled nonsense with something unfortunately applicable to the real world, but I'm afraid I really must warn you about this. Today's topic is cowboys. As the mighty falling crystal descends through the air, Not!Echoss works fast, zipping back to it at the speed of meme, he quickly expends (X20 DURASTEEL INGOTS) all across the bottom of the crystal. The armor is makeshift, but that's okay it only needs to last for one hit. "eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" Most of you probably think of 'cowboys' as rootin tootin and by golly shootin rough and tumble no-nonsense types that ride around on horseback, herding cattle and hunting ruffians out in the wild wild west. And to totally fair, that isn't an unfair assessment most of the time, you just need to be aware of the... 'exceptions.' Not!Echoss looks down from the position he sits after making his makeshift armor for the crystal and sees something in his way. There's still an island that hasn't been removed, so he pulls out the heavenpiercing drill and with a mighty shout, emits a giant sword of light from it. Why he turned the drill into a sword just for this is anyone's guess. Anyways, he swings downwards, cleaving the island clean in half, opening up space for the crystal to continue falling. "eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" You see, cowboys were not actually originally created to herd cattle, instead they are a reflection of a terrible unfathomable elder being that turn its gaze upon the American continent in the mid 1800s. A mirror of its power and personal preferences so it could more easily blend itself into the native populace. Not!Echoss goes back to work, scrambling all over the falling chunk of crystal, pulling out 10 mortar shells, 1 sanctified shell, and 2 incendiary scraps from the inventory. With a bit of rope (conveniently borrowed:tm: from someone else) all of them are affixed to the 'point' of the crystal, with the incendiary scraps set to trigger the entire pile all at once when it makes contact with whatever Not!Echoss' target is. "eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" Now, the creature itself is not the problem, no, the problem is that some cowboys learn how to tap into the strength of their progenitor. Be wary around cowboys, and if you aren't, well... Fully prepped, Not!Echoss bounces through the bottom of the camera down through the top onto the top of the chunk, lassoing it and riding it down as it careens into the darkness below. The Coursing Shadow has no time to dodge before the crystal, tipped with a massive payload of mortar shells and the sanctified shell, slams into it, detonating with cataclysmic force. The armor shatters and falls off, but leaves the brilliantly glowing crystal intact, though now flying back up into the air and off course. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" Just remember. The longer the 'yee', the more powerful the Not!Echoss lets out a powerful shout that causes the entire cavern to tremble from the aftershocks of its might. The crystal, once far off course for hitting the Coursing Shadow suddenly rockets towards it with blinding speed, slamming into it faster than anyone can even blink, doing whatever happens when something bright enough to light up the entire cavern as if it were daytime gets slammed into its target at the speed of a supersonic jet. Not!Echoss gently descends to the platform, and readies himself in case the Coursing Shadow survives the whole round and he has to hit it again. Above the Forests Pionobot spawns in with Armistyx set to WHO-CARESscythe, which is to say his target has no resistances or weaknesses so its just an indeterminate magic element. Anyways, he moves to R20, activates the weapon console to Twin Railcannon the Iti Cannon at U20, after which Pionobot takes careful aim with his huge F-off not!scythe and blows the cannon out of the air with a powerful blast of indecisiveness. He then switches to Air element. -------------------- Once upon a time there was a story...
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The_Nonexistent_Tazz	Posted: Jan 16 2021, 02:39 AM Quote
Ancestor Group: Members Posts: 1405 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	Yulania Venia's soul-that terrible, nasty thing-flashes into existence as she addresses Yulania, angry. "... My soul is more than all your creations, Yulania. You'll never match it, or me. If you won't step up to be released from the Butterfly's clutches by your own will, I'll just pound freedom into all of you personally!" Venia moves to H17, activates Kickstart My Heart for its once-free use, and summons none other than Batman himself! Somehow! He appears at H18. ... Venia probably doesn't quite realize she's standing on something dangerous right now. Cypress "OK, lot of good picks there. I want to avoid pre-existing councilmembers because that looks like nepotism, and the Sleuth could be a great pick, but I'm not sure if there's any laws against consecutive terms or whatnot so I figure a fresh face is best here," Venia says. "I think that of the list it's probably Hersilia if Wattle isn't an option; great personality, able to deal with difficult people like Acacia, already serves important functions in the council. Maybe she should be considered a councilmember in the future if nothing else. I had this idea where we picked Auth-he's got a treasure trove of multiversal knowledge the Chairians could close the technology cap with in his library, he can turn into a Chairian himself, and of course, he's practically a saint. Obvious bias, though, but given the intent is to use the appointed Chairheir as a rally for basically everything and everyone decent in Locaa, well." "Now that you mention Wattle, though, uh, something just springs to mind,," Venia says. "There's something strange about that hack Spark pulled to lock you out of the intercom. Spark's no hacker, far as I know, and if he did have hacking tools on that ship he'd likely have used them to raise or lower the terrain in the shooting range. So that leaves the reason why Spark overrided your systems and kept you out for the duration as being someone inside the Skylabs, which means there's a traitor afoot. It could be forced, it could be willing, but I'm almost positive there's someone onboard playing Spark's hand. I don't know who else has the clearance for that who's here, except for Wattle-and the way things are it looks like it's mostly a skeleton crew of actual scientists. Aside from you and Chi, I've only seen two..." "I know-nowhere near enough evidence. Most if it is just gut feeling. But then, I had a 'gut feeling' about you needing that Spawn Point... And I trust my gut. But, like-don't worry. Whatever happens-we take it as it comes, and we'll come out on top." "Thanks for the talk, Cypress, I appreciate you helping us. I'm going to chat with Omo about the Chairheir thing, later!" Niaaaaaa Venia looks very red in the face after all the kissing (and just the slightest bit disappointed), but the instant she gets free of her bonds she immediately starts grasping at Nia and hugging and cuddling and kissing and otherwise being overly-intimate. "... I noticed a few gifts for me downstairs, I figured that you'd be willing to give 'em to me?" Venia asks. "And then... I take it you talked to Mari?" Mariaaaaaa "I'm indoors, there ain't no monsters here! Also I'm pretty sure I heard the big scary snake monster thingy die next door," Maria says. "But who are you? Are you a magical girl? Why were you sleepin' here? Do you like fluffies, I love fluffies, I have four fluffies! Do you know where Venny or daddy or mommy or Ette is?" Oh god, oh no. Maria is unleashing her Small Child Technique: Endless Barrage of Curious Innocent Questions! Can Aoki survive?! IN THE DARKNESS I GO DEEPER The darkness could hide even a maid-who might as well be a testament to how shiny something could get. And hide it the darkness does-she's almost practically standing behind Hannah, taking potshots at the Coarsing Shadow's tail with a pistol. "I trust this place is sufficiently out of the way for you to talk about it? I'd presume we're all friends here, so why are you dragging me all the way down here? If you're not willing to talk except one-on-one, you won't get me here in person," Venia says, through the maid, as the maid shifts her stance and frees up her left arm-which abruptly turns into an arm cannon, firing at least a dozen rockets in the blink of an eye, which quickly converge onto the Coarsing Shadow's tail. Regalus Still reading the various books he's collected. He hasn't put his nose to the pages, though.
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engie	Posted: Jan 16 2021, 10:36 AM Quote
Ancestor Group: Members Posts: 2220 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	Stat/Equip/Spell Changes Calibri: +1 skillpoint MHP, +1 skillpoint MMP, Heroine's Charm => Heroine's Fervor Verdana: +1 skillpoint MHP, +1 skillpoint SKI (insert joke here), Cure => Purify House Because I'm fucking blind, I didn't realize the gift to Cal had been processed earlier. Lemme process a response... Calibri has acquired a cool charm thing. It looks cooler than the old charm. Admittedly similar in structure, but... Well, you get the idea. It's a "strictly better", to use terms probably used by card game nerds, which may or may not include myself. Of course, to put it on, he'll have to change out a trinket - he's gotten too attached to the plushie to let go of that so easily, but he's fine swapping out the old charm for the new one. "Huh..." He takes off the old charm. Then he puts on the new charm. Then, given a moment, Calibri feels something... He's not really sure what it is he's feeling in particular. Or where it's coming from. Might be the charm, might be something else. He'll figure it out later, probably, if it goes anyway. Either way, that's a nice thing to feel, practically enough to make a guy blush. Which he does - a nice fluorescent blue. "Heh. Thanks. Missed you too. I, ah... hope you like what I got for ya too." Would now be a good time for a hug? Probably. Calibri is admittedly paralyzed by uncertainty over whether or not to go through with it. Maybe he'll just leave it for now and see what happens. And also wait for Chloe to receive the gift thing that he literally just handed her. Funny how timelines work. ...Oh yeah. "...Right, uh... S'pose I should join the picnic in a bit, huh?" Battle - The Rosen Forge Verdana spawns in at L18 and jogs to O20, then stands there and assesses the situation. "...Hm... There sure are a lot of cultists in this cultist base." He adjusts his grip on his weapon. The magenta prism... Funny name for a wand. But it will do. With a quick spin and a flashy gesture, he raises the wand high and casts Newton Hammer on the R21 Stone Rose (with Gravity Well slapping a nice Lockdown 6 onto all those cultists), manifesting an actual hammer construct to do the aggressive whacking. Then, as an additional "screw you", the Crystalline Fortress spits out a bonus 9 damage fireball right at Scarred2's face. Because you can't counter something that's further away than your counter attack reaches, no matter how counterhappy you are. Also the house funnily enough EN decides to go investigate the gift she got. After all, she did sense that there's one there for her. "...Ehh, better make somethin' soon..." Somehow, without having to focus directly on doing so, EN begins drawing up plans. The main problem is deciding what materials to use, but her general idea seems to have two main themes - "plushie" and "holy". Let's see what a resource recommendation would provide... The Everground: The portal on the elevator flickers. The Alpha symbol flickers in turn, flashing off, then on, then off, then on, then off... followed by the mark of the Escutcheon, and the portal turning a deep gray colour. Then, suddenly, a harpoon explodes forth from the portal, a chain trailing behind it, the harpoon itself barely missing the head of the Coursing Shadow and embedding itself in the far wall. The chain pulls tight, and something races through the portal as the portal itself regains typical colouration and Alpha symbol... ...Is that a tiny tank? With treads? Shielded Engietech Drone smacks the Coursing Shadow's face with one tread, then slams hard into the wall where the harpoon was launched, the projectile pulling out and returning to the drone's mounted harpoon gun. The drone shifts its treads to dig into the wall, travels up a short distance, and proceeds to spit out some strange orbs that land on top of the island, the sound of shifting metal echoing from the places where they landed, approximately ~~AC160 and Z161~~ W161 and AB160. Then, the drone turns its harpoon gun upward and fires again. This time, the harpoon lands firmly in the gravcore at ~~AA165~~ X165. There's a brief shimmer as the harpoon seems to meld with the ore, then the chain pulls hard, yanking the gravcore deposit right out as the purpose of those orbs becomes clear. The sound of an explosion echoes out, the rocks in the nearby cavern cracking under the pressure of the blast wave. Moments later, the process is repeated on the gravcore at AB164. Now, one would be forgiven if they assumed the explosions were just bombs. Not quite accurate, though similar in purpose. These are Burst Jets - a not-necessarily-real type of device that, instead of providing sustained thrust like a rocket would use, are used to force out a lot of power in one burst. Hence the name. They are very good for when you need things to start moving and that moving needs to happen NOW. Such as when you are trying to give a heavy spaceship a proper flying start, or clobber a flying monster with an entire floating island. Speaking of which, without the Gravcore Ore holding it up, and with two Burst Jets pushing them down hard, the floating island halves proceed to careen downwards at terrifying speeds, right onto the Coursing Shadow. Meanwhile, the Shielded Engietech Drone aims its gun more in a Mustache Girl direction, making a friendlyish beepy booping sound. S.E.D has joined the Evergrounders. -------------------- "Their story has concluded for now. Currently, you follow mine."
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Dedomeni	Posted: Jan 16 2021, 01:15 PM Quote
bang / bang / burn Group: Members Posts: 209 Joined: 8-August 19 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	STATISTICS Level 3 trait buff - as a bonus action, inverted Alter Reality? BATTLES - THE ROSEN FORGE "The Scion" spawns at J14 (with the Deviant flux mutation, as rolled earlier) and moves to G12. She casts Living Plague on the Fractal Garden, taking Manafueled 2 on it and gaining five buff levels on it (from elemental mastery and manafueled). When the Fractal Garden is plagued, she copies the plagued status to herself with her trait. (It's not poisoned, so she's not immune to it? I think? I don't know how that works.) As a bonus action, she then uses the Violence Virophage to copy her plague to both Niessences and to Executioner 1 (blocked by its Divine Shield). She then retreats to I13. At the end of her turn, the plague spreads: the Fractal Garden spreads it to Executioner 1, while the Niessences both spread it to Executioner 2, chewing through its Divine Shield and then plaguing it. ZONE 5 - PICNIC: REDEMPTION "The Scion" takes a sandwich and bites into it. Nom. Suddenly, she has an idea. "THE SCION": Oh! One second, please! I just remembered a friend who I think would enjoy this. She bolts up and away into the Sky Labs. A minute or so later, she returns, dragging Maxim by the arm (mostly voluntarily, since Maxim in Chairian form is at least a solid foot taller than her, and much bulkier). "THE SCION": Um, have... have you all met? "THE SCION": This is Maxim. They like food, so I thought they could come. That way, we can both find out what picnics are like together! The young woman seems utterly oblivious to the strange looks the name "Maxim" provokes. Maybe she doesn't know? No, she definitely does. THE BORDER OUTPOST "Lilac" nods, then pauses. "LILAC": Speaking of Randa, would you like to see him again? "LILAC": I'm worried the guy's about to do something stupid and get himself killed tonight. Plus, I need his Mechonis. "LILAC": If you could take care of him for the day, that'd be great. If not, I'll just... bring him to some other safe place. "Lilac" leaves the orphanage, shifting back into her rebel gear as she does so. She walks up and waves to Randa, then casually steps behind him and fires a dizzying multicolored mini-shield burst into his face. While he's blinded, she produces Consecrated Plague from the Reflector's personal inventory and drubs him over the head with it, knocking him unconscious. "LILAC": Welp, sorry about this, but one less Mechonis at your base is one less Mechonis we have to deal with. "LILAC": Plus, this way, you stand a better chance of surviving. "LILAC": You can't hear me, can you, buddy? Good. Just checking. "LILAC": Rest well. As well as someone with a minor concussion can. If Granny Acorn agreed to take Randa, "Lilac" hauls him inside. If not, she ties him up, gags him, and places him aboard the Mechonis. She then transforms into his likeness. As "Randa" makes sure he has a handle on the controls from what he saw his other self do earlier, he takes out whatever radio-esque device the Reflector agreed to contact Omo on and activates it. (He also makes sure to disable any other comms devices in the Mechonis for the moment.) "RANDA": Miss Omorika? It's me, Ra-- the Reflector. "RANDA": I went to see old Granny Acorn. It seems like Cypress's whole backstory there was a sham. "RANDA": Oh, and I think the guy's a small Tabletopian. Or maybe some sort of Tabletopian-Chairian hybrid? "RANDA": It sounds weird, but Acorn thought so, too, so I think there's something to it. "RANDA": It'd explain why he's so defensive of his past. Imagine that -- a Tabletopian on the Highchair! "RANDA": Anyway, could you look into any incidents of someone inducing a controlled burn on the inside of their own body, or on someone else's? You can probably guess why. "RANDA": Other than that, we didn't find anything, although some other instances are working on stuff in the rebel airbase. Maybe they'll find something there. "RANDA": See you soon! "Randa" takes a look at any maps they might have in the cockpit (and the party's own maps in the inventory) as well as the fuel tank, and tries to estimate if he has enough fuel to fly this Mechonis back to the house without conspicuously flying over the airbase. MEANWHILE, ""Lilac"" takes a look at the oil leak. What's up with that? Why has no one fixed it? -------------------- me when children of the thyme is real dragons funny dragon game
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Adria	Posted: Jan 16 2021, 02:07 PM Quote
Avid A Hat in Time fan Group: Members Posts: 1242 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	Adria Adria gives Taeda a warm smile as she opens the present from her. ADRIA: I'm glad you like it! She watches as Taeda heads downstairs to put it away. While Taeda's doing that, she ducks into the nearby bathroom to change into the new set of clothes Sophia got for her. Once she's back out, she looks about the same as how she looked prior to the ranger's coverings, aside from her hat, which was still upstairs. So she goes to get that as well. Once all is said and done, she heads back downstairs to meet up with Taeda once more. ADRIA: So... ready to head over to the picnic? ADRIA: If you need a bit more time to get ready, I can wait on the other side of the portal. She starts moving towards the portal, entering the Skylabs. Battle - Above The Forests ...Or she would enter the Skylabs, if the ship wasn't airborne and currently flying through a horde of monsters. As Adria peeks up from a hatch below deck where the portal was, her eyes widen. ADRIA: O-Oh uh... She looks around, and groans. ADRIA: Well, shoot. I SUPPOSE I'm doing this now! ... Adria sets a few things before spawning: -New Project... Element: Air. Targeting: Cone. Payload: Positioning. Additional: Boring. Scaling: 4/5. Spell: Galeforce Sweep (15 MP). Deal (15-15) Air Damage, and move all hit targets 2 spaces. Range 1-2. Cone. -Watching Over You... Target: Remiel She then spawns at (N20), moves to (M20), and gets to work on the two consoles next to her. She uses the hacking console to hack the Turret at (G8), and the weapons console to fire the Breaker Drill at the Everbloom. A Chronoshade appears at (N16), set to Basic Attack. ADRIA: ...These consoles are really sophisticated. I wonder who made them... Skylabs ...Wait, wasn't she already on the airship? As it turns out, yes but actually no. In some freak temporal happenstance, Adria has also appeared at the edge of the south part of the Skylabs. She seems to fully understand what's actually happening, though. She waits for Taeda next to the main entrance. Hannah Hannah looks up at the beast before her. This shouldn't be hard with people around. She eyes its tail... and grins wickedly. HANNAH: Perfect. Hannah takes aim at the tail, trying to track it. She couldn't see too well in the darkness... but she looks to her left and sees a tome. A tome filled with dark magic, inexplicably. She scoops it up, and reads through it. And in record time, she reads through it in about 3 seconds before landing on the correct page. She sets the book down, and lines up an arrow. ...Though, something seems very off about this arrow. Little in the way of poisons, yet some sort of light purple energy is coming off it. Hannah aims for the more solid part of the tail, and fires with great confidence. A trail of purple emanates from the arrow as it flies, hitting its mark. The trail remains, and appears to track the arrow from the bow as the tail moves. Hannah fires a salvo of her usual arrows in the direction of the trail, leading her arrows to where the beast moves, shooting for the tail as her allies go for the bigger stuff on the creature. ... Venia came. Or, well, a Maid did. Admittedly she expected her to just read her mind and get over the pretenses, but oh well. She continues shooting at the beast as she speaks to her. HANNAH: Yeaaah, understandable. This works, though. Anyway, the "poison" you just saw. HANNAH: Trust me, Ven, there's a very, very good reason why I wanted to be away from the house before I properly discussed this. She takes a deep breath, using her stability to fire an accurate arrow. HANNAH: ...B-Because it involves you and your... special someones. HANNAH: Let's just... cut to the chase here. I hope to peck I'm not making a mistake in telling you this. HANNAH: This... "poison", if you could even call that concoction anything even remotely as such anymore... is meant to delete the Emperor. Regalus. Yes, that Regalus. And yes, actually delete. Hannah anxiously braces for something to come from Venia, including telling her off for even considering such a stupid thing. Or throwing her off the island. Though that being said, she feels ready for both outcomes, should they come to pass. One thing's for sure, however... she's not lying. Regardless, she keeps up the assault. "Carica" Hannah picks out the Storage at the far end of the runway as her next target. She slips around the forest, around to the backside of the Storage, using as much tree and foliage cover as possible to hide herself, and acting natural if not. -------------------- "...I will aid them. No matter the cost to myself."
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Sparked	Posted: Jan 16 2021, 05:36 PM Quote
Wandering Goddess Group: Members Posts: 1836 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	Destiny first equips the Astral Ring in place of the Piercer Ring. Craftpost WEEWOO Materials Used: Hell and Back, 2 Woodreaver Scales, 1 Nanostorm Drive, 5 Gaiameld Ingots Result: (T6) Predator Helmet "Who is at the top? Me, of course." +5 STR, +5 AGI, -2 RES Bloodlust: When you damage an enemy, gain 1 stack of Bloodlust, which gives +10% DMG on your Basic Attack and Weapon Skill as well as +1 AC. Stacks additively up to 4 times, and you can gain up to two stacks a round. When you spend a round not attacking an enemy, lose all Bloodlust stacks and gain Armorbreak3 until you attack an enemy again. Destiny takes off Hell and Back and begins to slap a couple things on it. First, she uses the Gaiameld Ingots to make an outer shell (this thing probably has a lot of layers at this point) via psychic space magicks. Then, she takes out the Nanostorm Drive and the Woodreaver Scales. She uses the Nanostorm Drive to cut the Scales up and coat them over the Gaiameld Ingots. With this, the Predator Helmet is complete. Destiny equips the Predator Helmet, then taking 1 point out of DEF and putting it into RES. Destiny then jumps into battle at the Rose Forge, spawning at L14 and running over to L10, then activating Strider and hookshotting the second Wooden Effigy, landing at L7. She then retreats to L10. -------------------- You are already dead. Starlight Document: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1NZl...dit?usp=sharing
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crystalcat	Posted: Jan 16 2021, 11:13 PM Quote
I Aten't Dead Group: Members Posts: 675 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: N/A Status: N/A	==CRAFTING== /i swear i will actually perform craft this turn ==BUILD== Crystal swaps out Abduction for Sword Beam. ==BATTLE= Crystal spawns at L14 in the Rosen Forge, runs up to M13, then quick-edits his position to be at O12 instead using his trait before continuing his movement, running over to R12 and beginning to chant at the Shackled next to him, Sealing it Away. -------------------- Thymium planning sheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1xSq...dit?usp=sharing Avatar by TwinBuilder.
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Eris	Posted: Jan 17 2021, 06:16 PM Quote
[/color]/b] Group: Members Posts: 2013 Joined: 11-August 18 Age: N/A Location: Bullet Hell Status: N/A	Nettle spawns in the Forge fight at (L18), then moves to (P21). She casts 8 Forest Storms at Absolver1, 3 at Absolver2, then uses Relinquish Will on the former. Nia spawns in at (J18), moves to (J19), and prepares a Glacier Drop at (R21). ~~ Now knowing the situation a bit better, Asha stifles a giggle. "Okay, okay, I'll get you out. Just gimme a sec..." Asha attempts to untie the knots. However, she's not really used to the dexterity of her new hand and ends up making more knots than she undoes. Eventually, she just opts to slice through the ribbon withf scissors, freeing her girlfriend. "I gotta say, though, the red really suited you. Aaaanyway, what did you think of the gift?"
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