Hall of the worst-designed door security system in existence

"The door still stands, I will credit it that much. That is not to say it functioned as intended."

No time.


Battle - The Holodome

Veldanura is mildly annoyed by not getting a crit here.

"Trying that one again."

Veldanura moves to C10 and basic attacks Hexagon, then retreats to C11.

== TURN THIRTEEN==

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Abigail jumps into the Ball Pit! A sense of CHILDLIKE WONDER overcomes her. The world is real. As she enjoys the great expanse, one of the Sagittarius surfs the ball pit ocean over to her.

SAGITTARIUS: MA'AM. DO YOU HAVE: BALL PIT LICENSE.

It presents her with a golden badge labelled "BALL PIT AUTHORITY". The cops are onto her.

--

Scope Creep freaks the fuck out. There's no other good way to put this. It goes absolutely bonkers. Nuts. The Administrator's gun-hand opens fire, cartoon bullets flying everywhere- and completely failing to harm Scope Creep.

"ADMINISTRATOR": What- how- Engineers! Get rid of this thing! Someone, I..
"ADMINISTRATOR": What.. are you?

There's a tone of fear in his voice now. His robot grabby hand is trembling.

"ADMINISTRATOR": Nope! nopenope. I am not afraid of a.. glitch.. error.. whatever. Nope. Not at all.
"ADMINISTRATOR": I'll just wait for it to. Go away. Resolve itself. Yep. One hundred percent. I know what I'm doing.

The gun hand glows and proceeds to unload about eight more rounds into Scope Creep, still failing to harm it whatsoever. The Administrator mutters to themselves. In terror.

--

Emericald ventures into the ball pit. Weirdly, the Sheriff Sagittarius harassing Abigail completely ignores him, and he manages to surf the waves, freely traversing the landscape. He can see the Avatar at the end- and the door next to it. What kind of secrets await him on the other side? And.. is that a baseball? Indeed, the Avatar seems to have somehow acquired the explosive baseball from earlier, now firmly covered in soot. Its tossing it up and down in its hand, as it manages the Ball Pit Control Panel.

--

The Holodome

Parsnip locks onto Corporate and schmooves over to E4. He than unleashes his Special: Draconic Pulse. His eyes seem to widen as he follows in the footsteps laid out by his guiding star...

The Element of this attack shall be Ice. A crack is heard as Parsnip briefly is enveloped by shifting dimensions before landing on a minor iceberg which is immediately yeeted at the...well I suppose it can't be poor now can it...Corporate.

He exits the fugue with MP and HP Recovery and uses the Scroll of Guardian Classic to protect himself, Louisi and Emericald and E.Wisp for...I think it's Guardian 5

[WORLD]
Scope Creep says:

these being:
'It was RAM manipulation for an achievement'(blue)
'For balance, I shall not repeat it until [SP full pictogram]'(red)
'Must I repeat myself? I am no error.'(gold)
'I do not particularly mean you harm.'(white)

[BATTLE]
Scope Creep doesn't seem to have received Protowell Seeker, which I infer from Scope Creep having less than 22 MP(despite casting no Spells using Mana last round, and having been on a spawn tile. ....Spawn Point does count as a Spawn Tile, right?... well, this plan is still Possible without 15 more HP, I guess).

Scope Creep's Wisp, unfortunately, lacks Swift-from-the-Spawn-Point or a retreat value, so it is forced to brave the psychic cloud and transfer (7-8)-1 Psychic Damage to Scope Creep as it moves to D9.
S.Wisp then uses Energy Channel on Hexagon, and at some point in this process feeds a Lunchable to Scope Creep.
Next, The Rainling grabs the Witch?'s corpse, and flies to [J9 if No-protowell, I8 if yes]. It Nourishing Waters Scope Creep, and dumps the corpse on E10.

[if Scope Creep didn't gain an extra 15 HP and 10 MP relative to its as-of-this-posting listed amount, then:
Scope Creep moves to H10, uses Null Somnum with Manaflow (cheapness) on the Rainling, gets Nourishing'd again, and retreats to F11. if HP isn't full, eat more Lunchables.]

[If Scope Creep did gain an extra 15 HP and 10 MP, then:
the Weatherling Scope Creep moves to F11, uses Manaflow(buff levels) to still cast Null Somnum on the Rainling (which attacks Inspector) and retreats to D10. if HP isn't full, eat more Lunchables.]

(regardless the basic-attack-hit pings a holosaber. Also regardless, Scope Creep should end up in bodyblock range of the Wisp, with >=40HP (24*1.4(weakness)*1d2(crit)*0.5(bodyblock)+6(miracle matter)), while the Wisp ends up in range 1 of Hexagon, and they both end up outside range of the Rainling.)

[REC ROOM]

Percy is getting really into All Dogs Go to Heaven 2. I mean, he never watched the first one, so he's missing half the story. But somehow, he was so mesmerized that he forgot to plot his NPC rebellion. Funny how that happens.

As he pulls himself away from the enticing cinema, he meets Sag1's distaste at "THEM" with a grin.

"No," he says. "I was planning on getting out of here."

He tries to get a bit more serious. "I see two- no, three- er, actually, four ways out of here." Very indecisive.

"First, Lord G might answer my prayers and get us a way out of here." He shrugs at the Sag. "Not terribly likely. The Lord probably wants me to work for this, right?"

"Two: I've been getting some double vision recently. I think I've been fighting some six-sided fiend or something at the same time as I've been lounging around here? I dunno. The demon seems like a 'boss'-type character. Maybe beating that devil will show us the way out of here?"

"Option three is I try to no-clip us out of here. But I'm not sure how that would work. I don't usually no-clip with other people." Percy frowns. "I've heard that side-effects may include switched limbs or simultaneous death. Probably not worth it."

"Or four, there's that maze of doors. Could check that out and see if it ever leads out. You have security clearance, right? Cause if not, we're busting those doors down one by one. Get a real riot going."

Percy grins at Sag1 again. "So, whatcha thinking? You've got the insider knowledge here. Got any suggestions?"

[THE HOLODOME]

Percy spent the last turn stumped on that one word Hexagon said. "Sataneal." Percy knows a lot of names for the Devil, but he's never heard Satan called "Neal." He's heard "Lucifer." "Beelzebub." "Mephistopheles." "Iblis." But Percy has never heard of "Neal Satan." More proof Hexagon is a true fiend.

Finally, Percy just decides to ignore it. "No one has called you a Devil before, Hex? Well, I'm telling you now! The Chrome Lord must be giving you mercy be informing you of your sins. But no matter. Now, you must be persecuted!"

Percy scoots up to K5, then moves the rest of the way to G7.

He looks at Hexagon, then frowns. "Still out of persecution range," he grumbles.

Reluctantly, Percy SPRINTS! ...one square to F7.

He wastes the rest of the movement trying to get as closest to Hexagon as he can. You know. For achievement purposes. Have to prove the Devil is venting and all.

Then, Percy starts filling out the paperwork for Hexagon's official persecution. He shuffles around some papers in his War Tome, pretending to read them.

After flipping through a few pages, he looks up at Hexagon and mentions, "If you still want that Devil Insurance, I think the rich guy is selling. I've heard his Devil Plan includes coverage for Root-of-All-Evil Canals and Crowns (of Thorns). A pretty good deal, I'd say." Percy shrugs. "Might want to apply for that before we get going with this persecution."

He then goes back to persecution prep.

Holodome

Louisi's Doppelganger is dead. Their hat floats to her feet. She picks it up with two fingers and holds it far from her face. Said face scrunches up in disgust.

LOUISI: What kind of wretch wears this thing? There's no style at all in this hat, and that's the best thing it has going for it.
LOUISI: The point's poorly crooked, the brim doesn't match anything the hat's doing, and the hat looks like it'd fit an ugly giant and not much else.
LOUISI: Not only that, but it has this disgusting faded look that's as if a poofy white cat shed its fur on it, it reeks of something that would make a bilge rat gag, the fabric is horrible quality, the buckle on the hat isn't even a buckle, there's unsightly tears and stians everywhere, there's gaudy trinkets and baubles on this already gaudy hat, it was worn by some idiotic, tasteless caricature of me...
LOUISI: ...If this was meant to be a replacement for my murdered hat, I oughta burn your peck on the stake...
LOUISI: All you witches out there, please god take care of your hats

...Louisi steps to (H4), eats a Lunchable, and shoots the Martyr?. She retreats back to (G4).

Rec Room

A Sagittarius approaches Abigail, claiming to be a Ball Pit Authority. She stops her fun-having, and bwaaahs at the Sagittarius. meanie.

ABIGAIL: why tho
ABIGAIL: i just wanted to have fun
ABIGAIL: can't you just let a girl have fun
ABIGAIL: you're so meannnn

Surprisingly obediently... Abigail walks out of the ball pit. Good, now they can focus on Emeric- wait what's that she just tossed up is that a ball pit ball

ABIGAIL: You should've gone for the bat.

Abigail takes her bat off her back and goes for the GRAND SLAM. The normally soft and squishy ball pit ball inexplicably behaves like exactly none of those things the moment Abigail strikes it with her bat. Unlike what definitely happened before, this hit was deliberately aimed.

At what, exactly?

What else but the baseball the Avatar is tossing up and down in their hand? The ball pit ball careens towards the ball mid-flight, striking it and knocking it away from the Avatar's hand. Like a billiard ball, the Baseball is knocked straight into the Ball Pit Controls. And it catches fire. Again. Oh.

That can't be good. Anyway, the Avatar is now holding a Ball Pit Ball.

Zalek sidesteps to H11 and shoots the Corporate.

Hall of the worst-designed door security system in existence

"...Right, I should check what lies beyond."

Monnobaki wanders into the ballpit room, picking up one of the balls and inspecting it. She has clearly never seen a ballpit before. This could be an interesting learning moment for her.


Battle - The Holodome

Veldanura's compound eye twitches.

"...Seriously. That's twice now. I am GOING to KILL this thing, no matter how long it takes."

Veldanura moves to E12 and basic attacks Hexagon, then retreats to D13.

Before Percy!

Firefly bounces to S10 and hits Hexagon with a cross-map Basic Attack.

== TURN FOURTEEN ==

The Administrator slowly begins to calm down, continuing to stare at Scope Creep.

"ADMINISTRATOR": Ok, ok, but if you supposedly mean me no harm, then, well.
"ADMINISTRATOR": ..what DO you want?! Just to chill? Tear a little hole in my nice little codebase and sit in it?
"ADMINISTRATOR": Are you sureeeee you aren't here to ruin it all? That's usually what sentient glitches like to do. It's a whole trend. I can cite sources.

--

The Sagittarius listens attentively to Percy's proposals.

SAGITTARIUS: DISPLACEMENT SOUNDS: UNPLEASANT. MY FORM LACKS VITAL ORGANS TO MISS, BUT DOWNING STILL PAINFUL. ALSO. CANNOT MOVE WHILE DEFEATED. UNFORTUNATE DOWNSIDE.
SAGITTARIUS: OPTIONS TWO AND FOUR RING MORE SAFE. SMALL HITCH: MY SECURITY CLEARANCE WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO CLEAR THE PIT.
SAGITTARIUS: SHERIFF OF THE PIT QUITE STRICT. HOWEVER: IF OVERCOME, THE ROOM/S PAST THE PIT LIKELY TO YIELD WHAT YOU DESIRE.

The Sagittarius gestures in the vague direction of the ball pit. Smoke is slowly drifting out of the hallway where it is, from the earlier explosion.

--

Before the Sheriff can stop her, Abigail engages a BASEBALL BATTLE OPERANDI. With a deft swipe, she deflects a Ball Pit Ball into the Avatar's baseball, causing it to burst into flames. The console follows suit, and the Ball Pit begins to flash with warning sirens.

ALERT - ALERT

BALL PIT DEFENSE SYSTEM ENGAGING

The Avatar frantically manages the now ablaze controls, as the residents of the pit look around in confusion. From the depths of the pit rises a.. turret? Abigail is faced with what seems to be a actual gun platform, which the Sheriff instantly mans. Around them, the pit begins to fluctuate, as the controls go out of, well, control. The ball pit is quickly enveloped in chaos as various BALL PIT RANDOM EVENTS are activated- new balls falling from the ceiling, smoke coming out of the wall, buzzsaws popping in and out.

..despite this, though, the Ball Pit Control Console seems to have been deactivated. Or well, at least now out of the Avatar's control. Perhaps Abigail can take advantage of this for a home run?

--

Veldanura inspects a Ball Pit Ball. It's.. the most high-poly thing in the entire simulation. Someone put a absurd amount of care into the model for this ball. Every minor wear and tear, the colors.. why did this seemingly have more effect put into it then the actual enemy models? Veldanura ponders this. She also maybe ponders why the Ball Pit is now in a state of sudden battle.

Parsnip continues standing still as he flurries a bunch of spells.

He sets his Crystalline Amplifier to +2 Buff Levels and:
He first purifies off of Emericald the Rotting and ViralPoisoned effects by removing their duration, healing Emericald in the process. this produces a faultless ice at F4.

He then uses the Scroll of Tumbling Walls. Targeting C2, G13, O5 and B3.

The Ice pulses for Louisi healing the latter for 5 HP and MP

He than sets the Amplifier to Cost Reduction
He then Bonus Winds the E Wisp for some Evasive bonus.

The Ice pulses for Louisi healing the latter for 5 HP and MP

Holodome

Louisi blinks. What did the admin just say about that grotesque hat.

LOUISI: ...

She stares at the reawakened Hexadministrator in disbelief. Not at the transformation, no, that was par for the course. She's just gobsmacked.

LOUISI: You. Thought that hat. Was GOOD.
LOUISI: I'm... beyond offended.
LOUISI: It was an affront to style.
LOUISI: It can't compare to even a basic hat.
LOUISI: At least the funny hexagon man was based enough to understand.
LOUISI: You're so unbelievably cringe it's...

She raises a palm to face level, grasping, clawing at a manifesting ball of horridly negative energy.

LOUISI: Ugh... that's it.
LOUISI: S U F F E R .

Louisi walks up to (I5), consume's a Lunchable, and yeets the ball of energy at the Administrator. Hyperaccelerant! The Administrator starts feeling EXTREEEEMELY Grumpy. Uncomfortably Grumpy has been long passed. And if it wasn't clear enough from her showing just now...

It's not about winning. It's about sending a message. A message about a hat. And cringe taste.

...She also tosses another dark ball skywards. Through the Holodome.

Peck.

Rec Room

...Louisi rouses. Violently. So violently she springs onto her feet, skipping the usual getting-up motions. She is now standing on the couch.

Without a word, she storms in through the hallways, slipping past the Scope Patches, ignoring the trophy room, past the poorly-constructed security door, and face to face with the Sherrif. Pointing a gun at her sister.

ABIGAIL: oh hey sis
ABIGAIL: they wouldn't let me in the ball pit
ABIGAIL: help?
LOUISI: With pleasure~
ABIGAIL: yay

...A dark sphere floats up from below. It must be the thing Louisi sent up earlier. Louisi snaps her fingers as the Sheriff likely expects another baseball-style home run directed directly at their face. The turret feels a bit warm. Then warmer. Then scorching.

Only then does Abigail smack the orb straight into the turret, immediately setting the heat to WHITE HOT as it absorbs itself into the metal. Louisi wasn't idle during Abigail's stunt, lobbing as many Ball Pit Balls towards Abigail's bat as possible, as Abigail keeps smacking them into the Turret at absurd velocities with her bat, to completely throw off the turret's aim along with the extreme heat. As she slowly creeps forward.

And then she reaches the Sheriff. Bat readied.

ABIGAIL: And the crowd goes wild!

SWING, right at the Sheriff! They'd hear the sound of their polygons snapping in half as they're flung toward the wall.

WORLD:

[Red: This is a Beta Test & I am [greekletterbeta]Testing.
White: Scope Creep does not destroy. I Create. (subscript: Bloat. subsubscript: expand.)
Blue: Also are you sure you want to battle?
Gold: (You seemed to fear me.)
Inverted colors/light grey: I AM NO GLITCH]

BATTLE:

Ozymandias used the Revive.
Scope Creep's HP was restored.
Scope Creep's apparent corpse shrinks out of existence as Scope Creep appears on C10.
(mechanically: the Wisp moves to E11, uses Phoenix Down, moves back. also it uses Hopeful Glow (enlightened) on Scope Creep.)
the Weatherling moved to E6, picking up the Witch?'s corpse on the way and tossing it to C9.
Scope Creep proceeds to cast Thorn Patch (manaflow:cheapness. bonus action hit: smacks holosaber if it survives the thorn patches, else the admin. 17-20 damage per patch), targeting: F9, destroying the Cloud and hitting the Admin; E6, Medicus1; B10, holosaber; E12, Medicus; D14, Soldier2; B7. the Scope Patches this time are completely normal Thorn Patches, except they're made of PorygonZ-body-material.
...Scope Creep then retreats to C9.
(the Weatherling then uses Nourishing Waters on Scope Creep. also, Scope Creep uses a Lunchable, and the Weatherling uses a Lunchable on itself.)

In full with no fluff, the action order is:
Wisp->E11, use Phoenix Down, Wisp->D9. Scope Creep->C10. Wisp uses Hopeful Glow on Scope Creep. Weatherling->E6 (grab Witch? corpse, drop to C9), Weatherling eats Lunchable.
Scope Creep casts Thorn Patch (+4 Buff Levels, -20% Cost, F9-E6-B10-E12-D14-B7, all enemies in range 1 of a patch get hit), retreats to C8. Weatherling uses Nourishing Waters on Scope Creep. Scope Creep eats Lunchable.

[REC ROOM]

Percy nods at Sag1. "Through the Ball Pit it is." He gets up from the sofa, stretching and rubbing his eyes. To Sag1, he offers, "Want to come along, or are you good? I can probably handle this on my own if you want to finish your movie."

Regardless, Percy heads over to the Ball Pit, where- the Sag Sherriff is about to get its head smacked off???

Percy watches, startled as Abigail draws closer to the Sherriff. Desperately, Percy plunges into the Ball Pit, shouting, "The crowd does not go wild! The crowd does NOT! GO! WILD!" Raising his Safe Search Shield, he tries to put himself between Abigail and the Sag Sherriff, doing his best to block both from attacking each other.

"Can't we talk this out!?" Percy yells at both of them.

[THE HOLODOME]

Percy seems a little offended. "Annoy you?" he protests. "I don't think I've done anything yet!"

...Um, Percy. Buddy. I haven't really brought this up because it hasn't been important, but your other Save File in the Rec Room is currently trying to start an uprising of the fallen Wireframes.

Oddly, Percy takes that in stride. "Starting. Exactly. I still haven't done anything yet! Clearly, my other self is doing the work of the Chrome Lord. There is nothing 'annoying' about upholding The Faith."

Hrm... See, I feel like there's a smart remark to be made, but I've got nothing.

In retaliation to the Admin's rudeness, Percy takes a physical step backward to H6, just disgusted.

Then, holding up his shield, he starts... playing it like a guitar? Er- a "mandore" is the proper term. He starts playing it like a mandore, which is really just one of those medieval guitars. Has a curly neck. Teardrop body. Four to six strings.

Anyways, he plucks away at his mandore shield and starts singing a little jingle.
"Bard AI is super neat!"
"I say 'throw' and it goes 'YEET!'"

Suddenly, the- *ahem* -"Heavenly Form" of the Lord's newest AI tool appears above Percy's head, glowing with angelic, golden wings. It floats serenely in the air, basking everyone in the sight of its self-generated visage.

It looks okay, I guess...

Anyways, Percy passes up his shield to the Bard, and it does as the song says. It YEETS the shield at the Administrator, smacking DR-02 "Admin" with a basic attack.

A basic attack which maybe benefits from the Designated on "Hexagon"? On the one hand, the damage boost would be appreciated. On the other hand, it's funnier to have the buff the whole time and not be able to use it. *shrug*. However that's ruled.

And as Percy catches his shield like a frisbee, he's still hung up on being called annoying. "Are you really that bothered about me inadvertently introduced Hexagon to 'insurance?' It wasn't my idea to begin with! I swear!"

Firefly is.... kinda surrounded. Uh oh. She moves to T11 and Guards.

== TURN FIFTEEN ==

Louisi and Abigail attempt to murder the Sheriff! The Sheriff's very short life flashes before its eyes, before Percy swoops in! He narrowly manages to block Abigail's attack!

SAGITTARIUS: MA'AM: AGGRAVATED ASSAULT GREATLY DISLIKED IN THE PIT.
SAGITTARIUS: DO YOU HAVE: BASEBALL LICENSE.
SAGITTARIUS: DO YOU HAVE: AGGRAVATION LICENSE.
SAGITTARIUS: DO YOU HAVE: ASSAULT LICENSE.
SAGITTARIUS: DO YOU HAVE: MURDER LICENSE.
SAGITTARIUS: DO YOU HAVE-.

Its cut off by Percy suing for peace! The Sheriff stares.

SAGITTARIUS: TALKING THIS OUT IS. POSSIBLE. I LOVE PEACE. PEACE IS SO COOL. LICENSES AND SAFETY HELP SUPPORT PEACE.

How will Abigail and Percy respond to this regulation obsessed enforcer? Only time will tell.

--



SAGITTARIUS: MA'AM. DO YOU HAVE: BALL PIT LICENSE.

The Holodome

The Administrator's healthbar is dropping fast.. but honestly, so is your team. Take care of your HP bars, and debuffs- The sentries will annihilate you if ignored, and the storm of DoTs is fast building up. Poor Percy. Gone too soon.

I mean, he's still alive. But not for long.

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E.wisp->D5 energy channels Soldier1, Emericald moves to F4 and summons a Toad familiar on G3.

This post is for the above dop.

Hall of the worst-designed door security system in existence

"..."

...


Battle - The Holodome

"..."

Veldanura changes tactics, moving to C12 and basic attacking the Medicus2 on F13.

...Watch this one roll a fullcrit out of nowhere.

[BATTLE] (semi-tentative)
Scope Creep -> D10, S.Wisp-> D12, Energy Channel, Scope Creep casts Weatherling(Cheapness'd, Rainling, to F10. Bonus-Action hits C12 holobomb)

The Holodome

Louisi glares at the Hexadministrator. Then at the newly spawned Bytes. Then back at the Hexadministrator. She grins and cackles.

LOUISI: Awww, look! The grumpies made the poor thing do a stupid!~
LOUISI: This is only the beginning!

Louisi hops to (F8) and pops a Rare Candy! +6 MP! She then readies her bow.

LOUISI: pew pew pew

She fires her bow at Byte 1, 2, and 3, murdering them in cold blood via Tapping. Neither the Bytes nor the Hexadministrator have protections against such easily destroyable entities, and the Hexadministrator takes 30 damage for it from Higher Concept. -24 MP.

Then, adding insult to injury, Louisi throws a Decaying Sigil - Armorbreak directly on the Hexadministrator's tile. -4 AC total. Ouch.

LOUISI: Okay everyone, give 'em hell!