what the hell page 203 is empty
welp
not anymore


Originally posted on 2016-11-23 20:24:00

<TURN ONE-HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-SEVEN>

cc: fixed (t)he server
cc: all is well-
cc: my bad fangame sense is (t)ingling
cc: (t)his can'(t) be good.

Teag attempts to talk to Gladius, but finds that she is in another castle. Or, map. He also asks Xavier for a laptop. He tells you to "gorilla yourself". Battlefury then does some seriously crazy egg in terms of crafting and how the hell do I balance this. This consumes 50,000 Compressed Dog Blocks, an Annoying Dog, and 2 Entropic Fragments.

...the Entropic Fragments add a weird effect. They ARE a bad idea, after all. Also maybe don't hold it within three feet of the Chaos Butterfly. Such are life's problems, but meh. The Author then goes to fight Origin Skeletron Prime, while exploding an Ink Scepter within the Rundown House. Luckily for Xavier, he reapplied his shielding. Soup, Ace and Lyra also run into the fight, while Jon takes a nap in the alcove despite saying that he sat down. This fully heals him.

Toast then presses another button on the Nightmarron. The weapon promptly launches you forward via method of some hidden jets. You have a feeling that you could pull off some pretty sick tricks with the Nightmarron now! Weapon functionally updated! Roxxanne then poofs a backpack onto Xavier's back, and forces him to enter the Foe Rush 3 battle.

ut: Oh boy. Already sending me out to my death?
ut: Not that I expected less.

Upon his entry, Marron scoffs and whines about Xavier's presence.

tc: Well well, if it isn't the NEET coder gorillabag.
tc: As if this couldn't get much worse, with the giant z-zombies and all...
tc: So, come to try and kidnap me again "for science", as you say?
ut: Oh, gorilla off.
ut: I'm here to help.
tc: Oh, help?
tc: Don't humor me, gorillahat. You'd never help anyone.
tc: But I'm sure you'd loooove to help me leave this body and slip into a cold dead metallic one.
ut: Hey, this wasn't my decision!
ut: I'm being forced against my will by that "high and mighty look at me woo" Roxxanne gorilla.
tc: Hm? That gorilla? Not surprised, heh. Fitting that she'd crack down on you, too.
tc: Oh, here's a great idea; come step out of line and try and fight me again so that she'll cut you open and leave you to bleed out.
ut: Oh, aren't you just a work of art?
ut: A gorilla-y, unoriginal work of art with an amazing backstory.

The two keep bickering, with no end in sight, Marron threatening to rip him to shreds. They'll probably attack each other (or at least Marron will attack) eventually if nothing changes. Meanwhile, Chlorin creates 3 Iron Tinkers Pickaxes, and mines 1,000 Cobblestone, consuming 6 Iron and 4 Wooden Planks. He also then creates 4 Cinder Planks from 1 Cinder Log.

<BATTLE: FLUMPTY'S JAM, TURN SIX>
whatisdestinedtodiemustdieatthepropertimethattimeissevenam

<BATTLE: FLUMPTY'S NEST, TURN THREE>
The Owl is enjoying Core Biscuits. Until you get into range, it'll just keep slamming that core until it drops. God forbid it rolls a critical.

<BATTLE: FOE RUSH ZONE THREE, TURN FOUR>
The second wave of foes has arrived, this time featuring a load of foes from the Nightmare! Of note is Darkrai, who you denied from spawning during the Nightmare! While he's not as strong as he would've been, he's still a rather nasty threat, capable of putting you and your allies to sleep! Deal with it ASAP!

<BATTLE: CREATURE TESTING CHAMBER, TURN ONE>
Chaos has decided that this battle needed more mooks and pain. So he's scheduled a few more spawns. The Player Cap has been raised by 1 though, just so that more people can get into the fight! Anyway, destroy the limbs (or don't) and go kill Skeletron!

Originally posted on 2016-11-24 01:02:00

move to f8m 2 splash thunderburst at c8,
Dog: Acting after battlefury, run to D9, hit Darkrai, retreat to E8.

Meanwhile, Memory Abraham Lincoln files in above the Foe rush, with the Memory Giant Bald Bird carrying him. "ARE YOU [b]gorillaING KIDDING ME WITH THIS BLAH BLAH BLAH? I HALF A MIND TO FEED YOU TO MY OVERSIZED BALD BIRD![/b]" he screams, moments before landing at H6 with a thud so glorious, everyone feels the aftershocks. "THIS CONFLICT MUST CEASE. A HOUSE DIVIDED AGAINST ITSELF CANNOT AND WILL NOT STAND!" He then causally [FEMALE DOG]slaps both Marron and Xavier as equals, whilst screaming "THAT'S OF THE PEOPLE, BY THE PEOPLE, FOR THE PEOPLE, EAGLE!"

Upon his cry of EAGLE, his Oversized Bald Bird swoops down, and, picking him up, flies off into the sunset.

Originally posted on 2016-11-24 01:25:00

Chlorin moves to F4 again, switches to the Red Dot Sight, shoots the Glitch Night Ghost in a non-dangerous area(aka, holding back lethal), and retreats to F2.

Originally posted on 2016-11-24 05:49:00

Toast uses the Corrupted Seer Card. I'm sorry I have to do this to you Ire. She then uses Rogue!

She twirls the scythe around her body like a baton, with a surprising amount of dexterity. Especially surprising, given that one of her arms is made from crystals, the other being completely mechanical. Twirling and twirling, over her head, acorss her chest, behind her back and along it. Twirling and twirling, faster and faster until you realise she's not even using both hands anymore. Each arm seems to be twirling its own individual scythe to it's own individual rhythm. Toast tosses them into the air, and when they come back down, they aren't scythes anymore. Rather, there's--

[RNG.EXE]
Did rolls over discord, and got...
Quality: 58, 58 (A, A)
Weapon: 2, 3
Which means...
1. Shotgun Full of Hate; and...
2. Shotgun Full of Love.
Wow.
[RNG.EXE HAS STOPPED RESPONDING]

--a pair of shotguns- one attuned to hate, the other attuned to love. With a bit of flair, she spins the guns about her trigger fingers, before posing, arms outstretched and crossed over one other. She then pushes an unwelcome strand of hair out of her vision, instantly breaking the moment.

Being perfectly honest, I'm not quite sure how I accomplished that.


Afterwards, she whispers to Ette something about helping to stop this conflict, and floats over to K8.

Originally posted on 2016-11-24 05:50:00

rip old critaugment
'Twas nice usin' ya to annihilate everything.
But I'm still keeping it, 'cause CritAugments are always nice.
Anyway, time to erase an arm.
I basically move to (G6), do a Trueform 50%, and obliterate the Spawner arm. I stay where I am.

Originally posted on 2016-11-24 06:28:00

HealerX moves to H9, drops a Thaumic Crusader Round on Darkside, then retreats to F11.
----
Someone gonna make the edgelord's hand-droids? Speaking of the edgelord, Marron's status:
[ ] not rekt
[X] REKT

Originally posted on 2016-11-24 09:14:00

I shoot the monitor with electric type.

Originally posted on 2016-11-24 09:27:00

The Author takes a quill out from a pocket in his sleeve. The Author writes a prayer for Lyra, thereby using Prayer on Lyra, annihilating her Sundered debuff.

EDIT: Ideas spring to mind...

He has had an awful inclination of something has happened at Flumpty's House. He can't enter the battle to lend a hand, though he thinks some encouragement may do the trick.

The Author builds a set of four spires around him, and majiks a vat of ink into the ground next to him. The Author clicks his fingers, and the swirling blue-purple mass evaporates into thin air, creating a full vat of regular, black ink.

The Author pulls a pen knife out of his other sleeve and cuts his finger, allowing a mere drop of blood into the ink. The blood has a reaction before it meets it's mark. Four red beams fire from the spires towards the blood, turning it into a bright red gas. The gas, rather than going up, heads down into the ink. It turns the ink into a swirling blue-purple-magenta mass.

I thought I was beginning to run low on my supply of ink.

The Author summons a pad of paper. He takes his quill, and the inky mass from the vat runs onto the page. The letter can be found here.

The Author carefully folds the letters into a plane, and throws the plane towards the mountain. The Author uses his Ink Manipulation to keep the plane in the air until it can hit Roxxanne. Once it has the ability to reach her, The Author uses more magic to refold it into an envelope and place a seal on it. It bops Roxxanne on the head for comedic value. The gently fluctuating seal would likely convince Roxxanne to open it, along side his envelope that has Roxxanne's full name emblazoned upon it's face. It looks like this.


(bigger than I wanted but not much I can do...)

As the Author is actually in the House, he will wait for a response from Roxxanne before departing.

Ire, I didn't leave the OSP battle. This entire thingo was RP except for the prayer for Lyra.

Originally posted on 2016-11-24 11:11:00

I spend 6 points to increase 2 INT, and inflict Augmented on myself. (I don't understand the nerf. Can anyone explain?)

I then move to E11.

Originally posted on 2016-11-24 13:37:00

I join the Roboto Skeleto extermination squad (at F13).

Originally posted on 2016-11-24 17:00:00

I move to G12 and cast guardian

Originally posted on 2016-11-25 00:10:00

Haaaang on one seconddddd...

Lyra makes a few alterations (read: one) on the Hollowed Energy Helm via... something. She pretty much takes the hat and shuffles it a little internally, since it does about nothing much to the entire stats.

-Replaced (25% Status Resistance) with (-1 Power to Status Effects [Not Turns])

The fact this happens concerns everyone.

ATTACK: Axe Arm
APPLY Silenced
MOVE: N9
TURN END

Originally posted on 2016-11-25 00:27:00

Teag thanks Chaos for fixing the server before doing something.

Originally posted on 2016-11-25 05:12:00

Your time is over, egg! But first...

----Battle: Foe Rush 3----

I stare at Marron. "I understand that you have just recieved that bow, but if you're going to 'miss,' then miss well enough to hit nothing rather than an ally. Xavier has attained a higher degree of my disgust than usual, but continue to menace him and-" ow! Owowow! Stop that! "-... Well... Hrmph. Ugh. Don't kill each other, OK? Look, you both dislike Gladius, now either stop trying to kill one another over your shared dislike of the morality core, or I'll probably find some way to more than mildly annoy you. After all, I do have a morality core to disperse and you do both want to escape, which being a Morality Core would... Impede."

----Battle: Egghaus----

OK, time to finish this-augh! Stop-oh, hello there, Mr. butterfly. We know you're watching us. It's very obvious. Fate-killing entities do enforce a more powerful watch in the otherwise all-knowing, after all. We would like you. All of you. Your beautiful wings and your magnificent eye... Your mouth isn't very pretty, though-Augh! Augh! No no no no! Stop! Right now!

"Ah, Roxxanne, starting to lose control again? I can't quite understand exactly what you're saying over there, if anything, but I can tell the narrative flux is quite mad. I can't possibly fathom why you of all people ingested the Thyme, considering what I've told you before. Any tap into her powers risks her takeover until you have tamed her-no circumstances will prevent it. The Thyme has been the strongest suppressor of the Shadow thus far, but it is nowhere near perfect and you know this-and should she escape then there'd be nearly no limit to her powers should she be free. If you do go insane and she takes over, I fear that I'd have to annihilate you for the sake of Fiction, and that would be an extraordinary shame."

"Then stop her from doing anything bad!" I say-no, I don't-yes, I do! What do you want, anyway-My eventual goals I have already stated. Reiteration is boring. But if there is anything I would want right now, I would like some food. Flumpty is an egg. I would prefer our cooperation over our competition. Our most positive and powerful interactions would involve thi-NO! Pane will kill us! And I have no intention of letting you have your way!

"To be frank, Roxxanne, if a Shadow is denied it typically becomes stronger. Obviously outright rejection-the deadly phrase, in other words-is the most violent reaction, but symbolic mumbo-jumbo basically means that just not letting it do things that it wants to makes it stronger. It's based upon suppression in some aspects. Inversely, coordination weakens it to a slight degree, as that would be 'showing the true self.' That... And I don't care if that thing is a memory or not. It's Flumpty Bumpty, and while its expuslion as a Morality Core is good, as we can kill it, now it has the potential to escape. Even if not truly hyped up on Thyme, its abilities are still extraordinarily potent and it is also a Fatekiller like yourself. Finally, it's good for research, and trust me when I say I know what is good for research and what is just needlessly risky. Roxxanne, allow it. That is an order."

...I hate him so much-he does speak the truth. Why hold back? You're hungry. We're hungry. And we have more right to live than that egg does... Ah. I feel you recede. I suppose, then, that this is my cue? Very well.

-The Origin Creeper moves to D11 and spawns a Glitch Creeper at C10, literally physically unable to do anything else due to a lack of foes. It's far out of position.
-The Code Construct will move to Q9. It, too, can do nothing but Guard.
-EXE will spawn a Code Construct at I4 and inflict Flumpty with Glitch. She will then move Us, Roxxanne, to H5 and Drain Flumpty Bumpty of Life to restore her MP.
-Freddy Fazbear will first fact-check Flumpty Bumpty's claim of Freddy being the ripoff by date-checking the existence of the original Five Nights at Freddy's with the original One Night at Flumpty's. The original Five Nights at Freddy's was launched August 8th, 2014. There does not seem to be any data on the One Night at Flumpty's wikipedia regarding its exact launch date by comparison, but the ONAF creator, Jonochrome, is quoted with saying this: "I can't thank Scott Cawthon enough, for making Five Nights At Freddy's, for being such an inspiration to me, to pursue making original things......but I had to make this unoriginal thing first." While Flumpty may indeed be older, the game that he created was clearly inspired by Five Nights at Freddy's, therefore making his game derivative and thus making Flumpty the knockoff copycat, and not Freddy.

That's the argument, except he said an excessive amount of words that could be replaced with the word 'gorilla.' With this fact established, Freddy will immediately go and use Tophat Toss upon Flumpty Bumpty, dealing a minimum of 58 to a maximum of 103 damage to Flumpty as it will hit twice for no allies in Range 2 of Flumpty Bumpty. It will likely deal more.

And then, we eat.

Flumpty, your previous two friends were very delicious. However, I feel that you will be the most delicious of all. You have, after all, ingested thyme, and thus must be very spicy. We enjoy spicy, as you know-Hey! I'm not just going to let you ramble on forever! I'mma narrate to speed this along and make it un-boring.

My body, as controlled by Shadow Me, manipulates my body to suddenly grow all the arms. Uh, literally all of them. Every last one. I don't even, I'm kind of having a hard time actually counting those arms... Does she really have every arm in the multiverse? Wait, how much did she even touch anyways? I kind of find it hard to believe my body can even stand up straight with all those arms. Wouldn't it be a massive toll on the back? I guess my back must be made of some kind of invincible metal! That, or Tricktsers don't have bone structure period and don't listen to your lousy rules on it. Or both! I like both the most. I think I'll make it both. In any case, the arms all converge around Flumpty... And then a whole lot of nothing happens, at least to outside viewers. The arms kind of wriggle but that's it.

...Is that really it? No. No it can't be it. She's doing something in there. I'mma look-see-what.

Uh, OK. Apparently, even if she has infinite arms, that's not enough, so apparently we've upgraded to infinity times two. Or even bigger? Augh! I'm having a hard time comprehending infinity! It's really big! I've lost count! There's all the arms, yes, but then there's all these arms with this weird substance. It's kind of like the thing around my right eye, so a sparkly rainbow-gradienting goo, and those arms are mimicking the other arms. And then there's weirder arms. I kind of don't want to explain all of it, other than it's a lot of arms and there's some sparkly rainbow goo that's composing about half of them. OK? OK. Funny, though, can't actually see where the arms originate from in here...they all just seem to be this weirdo swirl of arms that come in from nowhere! They're just all reaching in! And this place is massive! Like, there's a lot of empty space between where those arms are reaching otu from and dead-center. Flumpty is dead-center for the record. between that's there's nothing, nothing except empty space. Now, the real question, where's... Oh. Oh my.

Uh. You're big. Reeeeeeallllllllly big. She's big. Shadow Me is big. Really big. She's also dressed in a lot of fancy-lookin' fabrics. I'd say 'clothes' but that doesn't quite cover it for me, as that body is more like a body composed of other bodies...A body composed of the general shapes of my Dolls, to be precise. I can't really tell what it's supposed to look like at all, though, and the form is really complicated. I see bulges where the dolls are popping out at, actually, but I can't actually see the Dolls. I... I can't tell if those are dolls under there or not, really. There's no openings. Nothing of it is actually visible, just this soft, fluffy fabric... Wait, I see somethin' like a hole!. It's heart-shaped, up towards the top of this massive thing that I'm having a hard time describin' and it's made of that rainbow sparkle goo substance from-oh, don't be silly, me. That's not an apeture. It's merely another form of clothing. Our true form... Let us call it a form unimaginable. It would be rude to show it off to others. Indeed, the way we look now is merely a ruse and a facade, to many a degree-Uh, OK? OK, see, you ramble. That's why I'm narrating now.

So Shadow Me is floating right in front of Flumpty, all weird like and calm and perfectly serene and graceful and really creepy. It's not actually moving a single limb, or even twitching a single limb. It's levitating perfectly still in front of Flumpty... Wait! Yeah, there's movement up on that 'opening' thingy. The goo is starting to spread out from it, pouring itself into a new form. More forms, actually... More hearts, in exactly its shape. Then, they spread out to mirror that huge thing. Ugh, wait, you're making more of yourself-No, I'm merely allowing more of myself to form. This pocket dimension's inner dimensions are absolutely massive, but nowhere near enough to adjust for my full presence. In the Mindscape, if not for its formidable size, it would be quite incredible as to why I do not simply take up every space not already allocated to another thing should I manifest there in full. Even here I cannot do that-stop rambling! So you allocate more space to your already obnoxious existence. There are now four 'spaces' wherein the being I previously described is taken up by that thing in the fabric. Now, you said you wanted food, right? Eat, then!

...The arms from around the area close in. I dunno why Flumpty isn't doing anything. I guess it's 6 AM magic? Is Flumpty's immunity to the plot not really work because this is only a memory of Flumpty as envisioned by Chaos, and thus may not be immune to the plot? I'm not the one to ask that question, but I guess that's why he's just kind of nervously looking on as the arms close in, stretching further and further. Seriously. What is she-what am I-what is-uh, what?-Oh, don't worry, me. I do hunger, but I'd rather Flumpty's form be put to use. You know how reproduction works. Male sperm attach to female eggs. Basic. Yes, this means Flumpty has been a she this whole time, I suppose. While the whole refers to female pronouns, I, the Shadow, the true self, have linked to many masculine beings, so I suppose I count as male, as well? alternatively, Flumpty is in our makeshift womb, and therefore is the conscious self's egg-and we will serve our part as the sperm. Either way, we shall not just take nutrition from Flumpty Bumpty. That would be wasteful. Flumtpy Bumpty, for all of his life and up to his death and even beyond it, has always always been a waste. Disgusting. Atrocious. Utterly contemptible. We will fix this by having Flumpty serve as a vessel for Reincarnation. Daemonic Reincarnation would typically either rebirth the entity as another altogether, or in the case of more plot important entities, merely take their current strength (level) and restore it to them as potential. However, our current state allows us to bend the rules to a degree. We merely need a vessel. Flumpty could not be a more fine vessel.

First, we must restore the cracked eggshell to its full form. Flumpty destroyed part of it when he turned into his current self-Augh! OK, OK! Please stop that. So, all the arms are already around Flumpty. I can kind of still see through an arm that's kind of transparent. The arms are all touching Flumpty in this really creepy way, rubbing his eggshell, and, well, she did say she was gonna restore the eggshell to full. It does-it literally regenerates right in front of his face. I think she 'forgot' to include a new face tactically, so I'm not sure if Flumpty can see anything. Or speak. His arms and legs are still there, but other arms have held them and they're not moving.

One of the rainbow sparkle goo arms then kind of pulls back a bit, and then kind of reaches into Flumpty's Eggshell. Yeah, it phases right through. The entire eggshell turns rainbowy and sparkly and gooey too, and all the weird purple-ness is gone. It makes me feel weird to sense this way, but I can kind of feel some kind of thing being sent into the eggshell, as more of the rainbow sparkle goo arms reach into the shell as well, and, and whoa what ow what ow ow akug abluhahah! ah! AH! What is this, where am I? I feel tiny! ...OH, oh no. Shadow me was using Flumpty as a vessel, right? Yes. Yes I am. A vessel for Reincarnation, as I would have explained. A new, stronger body with more potential. Nothing but improvements and new abilities. I suppose most of Flumpty himself has been completely annihilated, a shame. But a sliver remains. That is good enough, for now. Your consciousness is contained within the new vessel, and I may resume the process at any time. Until then, I have free reign.

Hey, wait! Stop! Me, I will not stop. We deserve this. You prevent us from doing it for some lack of enlightenment. I will do it, now.

"No, you will not be doing it, now or ever in my estimation. It took a bit of a while to decode those narrative influxes into text... But I'm following along with your little conversations now. If you even begin to do that, I kill you. Shadow, I could research a lifetime on, but as it stands, I was not idly threatening you when I said I would annihilate you if you went out of control. Shadow Roxxanne... You wish to survive, right? Then continue the Reincarnation process. Do it, now. That is an order. Your entire existence still depends on that vulnerable girl, after all, and for all you should know, you should know that I can still subvert your defenses and kill you."

"You are truly a abomination, Pane. Selfish and rude." I say. How does anyone at all come into that power? "Yeah, you are dumb! But I want my body back, give it to me right now or he kills us both!" I say. ...Very well. I do not have to be impatient, and our Reincarnation will still serve us anyways. Pane, you will regret not letting existence reach an absolute, transcendent perfection sooner.

...She's shut up, so I'm continuing. I'm probably in the eggshell, and its really dark for the outside being made of colorful rainbow glitter. Uh, how do I look, anyways? Uh, I bet I have a mirror arm-yes, I do. And one that emits light-ah, there we go! Oh...I basically am myself, but way tinier, I bet. Ah, but of course, our thoughts on what constitutes a good form are very well correct, and I see no deviation needed. Bluh. In any case, oh. Oh, there's some rainbow liquid thingy starting to pour in from...Uh, everywhere, and-bluh it's all over me! Augh! It's getting all into me! This feels really weird! ...Oh, I'm growing! Augh! I'm already so big this eggshell can't even fit me! I don't even know what's going on outside anymore!

Oh, I suppose I should answer that. Nothing has changed outside, until now. Our old body convulses, before being sucked into the sphere of arms, which itself merges in on itself, turning from a legion of arms into a singular sphere of a perfect white shell. That's all I need to know, me.

...Jeez, really? Ugh. Augh, I'm growing still! I've gotta crack this eggshell! Jeez, is this how chicks feel? Take this, egg! Ah! That punch made a crack! I'mma keep punching it! Another! Another! Another! It's working, more more! ...Why am I shouting that aloud? ...Screw it, I want to! Punchpunchpunchpunchpunch! Oh, hey, there's a-AAA!

Bluh... I'm, I'm OK. I'm back, exactly where I was before. I think I busted the pseudo-egg and underwent whatever weirdo reincarnation she had in mind... Bluh. that was dumb, but I feel a bit better than before, actually... I don't feel her nicking my mind as much anymore, either.

"Of course not. My theories are hardly me theorizing. I have incredible accuracy. You are very lucky that this kind of situation requires my intervention, Roxxanne... Very lucky indeed. I must maintain you on some level and prohibit you from dying to your own potential and talents. The lack thereof is a different story."

"...Bluh, thanks, I guess," I say........................... He's gone, for now. I'm not sure if Flumpty survived on any level, either, though if he did, he'll probably respawn on that square right in front of me. That was... Just, wrong. I feel absolutely violated. I didn't move to where I am right now, but I can tell everyone nearby is staring...I'm going to back up to B5. B5 feels safe.

I think that took up all three turns...Three turns worth of attacks on one single blow... Gosh. If Flumpty survives this, I'mma be angry. I'm losing control. I don't, I really don't want that to happen...I, I'm not crying! OK, I am crying! Would you be crying in this situation? This is starting to go really wrong! I want this over now! Not fun anymore! Not fun! I need a hug. ;_;

Originally posted on 2016-11-25 05:31:00

I move to E9, smack Darkrai with Mental Breakdown via the Breaker ability and move to G8. while Temcey moves to G9 and meditate.

Originally posted on 2016-11-25 17:15:00

<TURN ONE-HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-EIGHT>
Battlefury summons Memory Abraham Lincoln for some reason to slap Marron and Xavier. The slaps are quick, furious, and lightning fast. Marron lets out a yelp of pain, which doesn't actually affect her in-battle.

tc: Alright, alright, I get it!
tc: No more 'missing.'
tc: You didn't need to call in an airstrike, gorillahat.

Xavier, meanwhile, obliterates both the eagle and Abraham with a laser. They're both turned to dust, the smell of burnt freedom blowing away in the wind. Democracy is dead. Chaos mourns his loss for a few seconds, then forgets what he was doing. Toast then requests for Ette to stop the conflict. She nods her head, and prepares to bearhugtackle Xavier in case he does anything brash. The Author then writes a letter, and flies it to Roxxanne via paper airplanes and magic. It boops Roxxanne on the head. Sunny then increases his INT by 2. I'll also explain the nerf in this spoiler!


Jon then joins the Robot Murder Squadron while Lyra touches up her hat... or she would, but she's sorta in a fight AND has a negative status effect at the moment, combined with the fact that there's quite a good deal of negative status in this battle. Roxxanne then scolds Marron.

tc: Hey, I didn't shoot him because I gorillaing hate Gladius. In fact, I'd probably bond with him over that, if anything.
tc: I shot him because he's a piece of gorilla who deserves to be a pincushion.
tc: Were you even listening? You're like, a tile away from me.
tc: I could shoot you too!

She also probably would've shot you there to make a point, but Ette decided to perfectly position herself between you two. Xavier grins, and formally addresses Roxxanne.

ut: The puppeteer is a liability to you; why haven't you killed her...?
ut: If she 'blows up' in the middle of battle and starts raining arrows down on you all, that could be fatal.
ut: (Admittedly, fatal to only two or three of you, if she's lucky.)
ut: Even a few losses can change the tide of a battle, especially at this scale.
ut: So tell me, Roxxanne. Why not?

<BATTLE: SCRAMBLED EGGS, TURN SEVEN>
After a seriously-long attack, Flumpty is rather quite dead. After getting embedded a few feet in the ground, he begins to slowly crack, hairline fractures appearing across his body. He lets out a menacing laugh, as cracks consume his body. He takes a moment to speak himself, not talking through the "Today's Thought" box or anything like that.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

Moments later, the egg splits in two, and dies. The remaining member's of Flumpty's Gang just stand there, completely motionless, eventually sinking back into the shadows. You figure that from this point, you have one turn to leave the house before your Thyme-based power burns out...

...The Code Construct that was infected by the Shattered before it died proceeds to glitch out, rip itself in two, and pulls itself into a fissure in space.

<BATTLE: SCRAMBLED SKIES, TURN FOUR>
With Flumpty dead, the Owl decides that there's not really much of a reason to attack the ship anymore, and flies off. With not much else to do, you can make a decision; you can either opt to fly back to the landing at Nightmare Mountain, or you can go and pick up Roxxanne for RP reasons.

...Or you could do something crazy! But that's almost certainly a bad idea.

<BATTLE: FOE RUSH ZONE THREE, TURN FIVE>
Ette's almost dead; given her status as an NPC, it might be a good idea to heal her up. Anyway, a few things you'll want to do are ping the Monitor so it can't obliterate one of you, and revive Pricey. He got slamjammed. Hard.

Your post was also counted, Shooty! To some extent.

<BATTLE: CREATURE TESTING CHAMBER, TURN TWO>
Reinforcements! This'll probably be the last of them, after those two others spawning down in the lower areas. You're also probably about to get a face-full of fun from the North. It's almost certainly the Shattered.

Originally posted on 2016-11-26 02:44:00

Oh yay, this still sorta counted.

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[big]Turn 187 Actions:[/big]

> Move to G7.
> Weaponswitch back to Flandre's Iris.
> Weapon Skill: Bullet Heaven. Place Bullets at I10 (facing East), I9 (facing South-East), J9 and J8 (both facing South).

Originally posted on 2016-11-26 02:47:00

Oh fuc

Operative moves to G4, attacks Sword, moves to G5, attacks sword if it's alive or spawner if sword is dead, then retreats to H3. I think that's how it works.

He also notices that something's going down at the House Of Horrors involving Roxxanne. His response is to turn to face that direction, sigh, and then... jump really really freaking far and high into the air, sail across the sky like a majestic bird of metal and electricity, then land inside the house of horrors next to Roxxanne, which probably means B4 of the house of horrors. Somehow. Don't question it. He's a pro jumper. Anyway. He stares at Roxxanne for a moment, takes a step towards her, hears her request for a hug...

"Young one. Please. Now is not the time to be panicking, as justified as it is that you might be currently a little emotionally unstable, given the circumstances. What matters right now is that you hold together long enough to be able to win this battle. You have your allies with you. They shall help you overcome what difficulties you face here. And, if that isn't enough, then I suppose..."

...His body slightly unfurls into wire-and-plate form, then he moves to give Roxxanne the hug she asked for, his eyes powering off briefly as he just holds her tight, allowing her to have as long as she might need to emotionally stabilize herself. Once she's ready to release the hug, he does so, then steps back.

"Just call out my name and I'll see if I can arrive here again."

He then proceeds to jump out of the house of horrors, fly all the way back to the OSP battle, and... crashland in a stupid and humorous manner at OSP battle H3. Welp. That could've gone better.

"...If anyone wants to know how the hell I just jumped to flumpty's house, uh, I don't know either."

Originally posted on 2016-11-26 02:48:00

sigh

Originally posted on 2016-11-26 02:51:00