"...hyh"
Rather than go for the Shattered with a Descendancy attack, I instead go for helping out the team, and center an Ornamental Blast on L10....actually, they have this battle covered. Instead, I use my turn to equip the Soul of Perserverance
"My Ultimate (Murder Assistance) is fully charged!"

Crafting: Satire edition
Crafting Recipe: 1x Christmas Tree Sword, 1x Mistletoe
I take the mistletoe and stick it on top of the Christmas Tree Sword. Ta-da!

Originally posted on 2017-05-18 00:53:00

(A friendly reminder that italicised text are Toast's thoughts.)

>TOAST: COMBAT OPERANDI: ANOTHER MEDIUM



Toast, briefly in the supreme state of animehood and Descendancy, now has a selective control over the 100 Laws of Anime (https://www.cs.utah.edu/~duongsaa/more_htm/...animeRules.htm). She appearifies a list in front of her.
(Well, we can cross those one off the list right away. Although... I think I can find an order here... Yes! This works!)

Toast takes a fighting stance. Immediately, Law #29 decides to step in, and the air around her lights up like a christmas tree!

Anyone remember that spell language that works best when you shout it? That didn't stop being a thing that existed or anything. Law #51 STATES THAT SHOUTING THESE THINGS WORKS. SCRANT RIXSA MURIS!
Toast visage shatters, as if her body was a mirror, and that spell was a battering ram. It ain't over yet, as it would seem.

Out of the blue, Toast reappears in all of her anime glory, bringing Nightmarron straight up through the Heart, bisecting it from bottom to top. Two more slashes and the invocation of Law #18, and a geyser of purple(?) blood spurts out! Simple, but effective. Nightmarron is tossed into the air as she herself transforms into a glimmering silver shard, both suspended midair by Law #2 and #66.

On the other side of the heart, almost simultaneously, another Toast appears, covered in that very same purple blood! She too invokes Law #51, as her wings stretch out to their maximum breadth!
MASITH AMON LINIS ALTO-LINIS-ERANX SCRANT!
The firey feathers of her wings suddenly become interlaced with sparking shards of metal like electric knives!
RIXSA ENTO MURITH-EILA!
She immediately vanishes, but there's no doubt she's still here. Winged blades and bladed wings slice through the Telltale Heart at every angle, and the Toast causing the wounds is but a blur! Before long, The Shattered no longer has to make the decision of 'which part of this body should I bleed from', when it can bleed from everywhere! In one final movement, Toast leaps into the air, tosses her blades into the sky and transforms into a similar shard to the last.

Meanwhile, another Toast appears, with her fist lodged directly inside the Heart's Monitor. She tears it out, sending shards of glass everywhere. Following Laws #48 and #58, she ignores any possible electricution as a result, and moves swiftly onwards with the most amazing hair. She then invokes Law #32! Her already unrealistically long hair (thanks to animehood) suddenly gains a new sheen (and apparent invincibility), and Toast decides to strech her Descendancy a bit further! Her emerald hair, now not only indestructable and sparking wildly, but growing by the moment, rises up, mimicking the actions she makes! And what actions does she make? Well, she can tell you herself!
I INVOKE LAW #44 WHICH IS BASICALLY THE ONE MENTIONED EARLIER, EXCEPT IT PUNCHING THINGS. I CALL UPON THE INFINITE POWER OF BAD HAIR DAYS
CONSECUTIVE
[big]NORMAL
[big]PUNCHES![/big][/big]
As her clones slash the heart around her, she starts PUNCHING. Each punch sends the heart flying across the small space, colliding with the sentries and bouncing right back for the next punch! Her anime hair joins in on the fun, thick bundles impaling the heart like knives through butter! She gets caught up in the battle, and leaps into the air (technically simultaneously to every other Toast) and transforms into yet another glimmering shard.

At the same time, from someplace above the heart, the presumably existent clouds part as yet another yet 'nother Toast pops out of the sky, yelling something unintelligible, but probably very stereotypically anime. Unlike the other Toasts, who were wearing Radiance, this Toast is wearing some sort of mecha-themed suit. Why? Because EVERYONE* GETS A MECH (*Note: not everyone gets a mech. Only this instance of Toast gets a mech.) As she falls, she taps a panel on her wrist and a mech begins to form! You know the drill. Lots of weapons, flamboyant colors, massive hunks of metal... the whole shebang! Thanks to Laws #68 and #28, she can control the mech wth ease. The mech lands directly upon the Shattered, before laying into it with the arsenal of an armada! Law #5 also comes into play as the armored mecha gains an immense amount of speed! Woah! Toast guns into the Heart, using every weapon at her disposal to take this thing down. Macross missiles, drills hands, particle cannons, etcetera, etcetera, etc. You get the gist-Mecha-based mayhem. After all that, Toast ejects two things! The fusion core of her mech, and herself! The former fires out, sparking violently as it comes to rest on the Heart, while Toast is flung into the air, becoming yet another glimmering shard. What's the deal with these things?

Finally, one last Toast appearifies into existence above the heart, then vaults into the air among the shards of her other selves. She floats there for a few seconds, invoking the same rules that keep the shards afloat. invokes Law #37, and pulls out a massive railgun from the pocket of her jeans. And when I say massive, I mean "holy heck why does toast have a spaceship in her pocket wait no thats just a railgun still its a valid thing to be concerned about though". Also: Law #27.
THIS GUN IS THE NONCANONICAL SPACESHIPPER. TODAY I PLAN TO USE IT ON YOU. I'M STILL SHOUTING FOR SOME REASON, BUT I'VE REALLY GOTTEN INTO IT BY THIS POINT AND I SUPPOSE THE RAILGUN MAKES A LOT OF NOISE TOO.
She hoists the beast onto her shoulder, dwarfing the Heart in its shadow. It appears to be out of ammo.
ALRIGHT ALTERNATE VERSIONS OF MYSELF: YOU KNOW THE PLAN, DUE TO BEING ME AND ALL.
Toast, still floating in midair, grabs the first shard and shoves in a port on the side. The Noncanonical Spaceshipper lights up with every color of the rainbow, but mostly orange.
FIRE!
Law #11 in action, the railgun whirs up and bulges dramatically. Charging, charging, charging! It fires! A beam of light tears out of the barrel, and straight through the heart! A blast of emerald streaks away from the heart, snatching up the Nightmarron, before yet another shard is loaded in! Yellow beam! Emerald flash! Another! Purple beam! Emerald flash! Another! Blue beam! Emerald flash! The Telltale Heart is left with more holes than my favourite cheese (cheddar)! Four emerald flames float equidistantly from the heart. Toast puts the Noncanonical Spaceshipper back in her pocket, then looks up at them. Due to the lack of dramatic action, she is forced to fly of her own accord. From Malletspace, she takes out the Aetherian Jadesaw, and pulls the cord twice. Then twice more. And twice again. And a last two times, for luck. Each time the flies towards her, assimilating itself into her arm. She soars straight towards the heart, to deliver the most glorious chainsaw slash of all time.
SUPER AWESOME ADJECTIVES ULTRA MUDEROUS FUSION POWER NUCLEAR ROSE ORANGE EATING SPAGHETTI-ISH IRE MADE THIS ADJECTIVE-ISH BRUTAL INDESTRUCTABLE OMEGA ALPHA GAMMA BETA DOGGO PREFIXES HYPER RAINBOW HERE WE GO FUSION SHIPPING POWER ATTAAAAA-

Before we continue, a quick history lesson: If I haven't already told you, Toast exists in almost every timeline where it is possible for both her and [REDACTED] to exist. I may have also told you that Prime!Toast as also been shipped with every single one of those instances at points along her timeline. Shoutout to the DTG Fandom on Tumblr. I'd now like to talk about the Noncanonical Spaceshipper. This particular noncanonical railgun has the ability to coallesce the 'Ship Value' of the user into a single strike. Compared to most entities, Toast has a ridiculously high 'Ship Value', due to the aforementioned shipping. Not only that, but there were not just one, but five instances of the same Toast (no time shenaniganery here).

I just thought I would make that clear. Toast finishes saying the word 'attack', thereby multiplying her damage by an impressive amount, thanks to Law #44.

-AAAACK!!!

Toast tears through the fabric of the Telltale Heart's very being with the sheer power of shipping eight times, each time with a different camera angle, as per Law #10! What effect this has on the Heart is simply indescribable, so I'll just finish this here. She moves to N12. Lose animehood and Descendancy, hopefully for an extended while. End turn.

(...And one last thing: Nothing I said here is or was ever canon.
I can confirm that Toast does not, did not, and probably never will have knowledge of the Fourth Wall. We're safe.)

Originally posted on 2017-05-18 00:54:00

Auth, through the power of Ink Spectre, sees the light erupt from The Telltale Heart. He understands what this means. Prior to everyone except Emerald, the Spectre lobs a Cinder Fruit at
L10. Auth then returns his attention to Omo.

A pleasure to meet you, Miss Omo.

Auth sighs.

From what it looks like outside, I'm certain it was, once. It truly is a shame that this has happened to it, I don't understand how people can do this sort of thing to any building at all, let alone libraries such as this.

Auth watches concernedly as she uses a tome to... do something toherself after she yawns. Before she can say anything Auth asks:

Have you had trouble sleeping, Miss Omo? Just that you using that tome to keep you awake makes me think you may have had trouble with going to sleep.

Auth then allows her to continue. He sighs before responding to Omo's question.

To be totally frank, the outside of this place reminded me of my home. I live in an enormous library outside of the Mindscape, you see. It's a castle, and his fortress of what once must have been a majestic library reminded me of my home. But yes, also curiosity. I wanted to know what sort of books the Mindscape of Chaos held.

Auth sighs.

I am sincere when I say that it is a shame that all the books that were here are now destroyed. But that doesn't mean there is nothing of worth here. After all, I can say for certain you aren't worthless, and here you are.

Auth has a feeling. A feeling of closure. Auth stands up.

Excuse me one moment, Miss Omo. I have a problem I must attend to the solving of.

Auth switches places with his Ink Spectre, returning him to he field. Omo, however, would be unable to tell the difference without touching him during he time he spends away from the field without touching him...

Except for the fact that he proceeds to say: I will hear you and be able to respond to you through this, Miss Omo. Treat it like it is me, I will be back soon.

Assuming Soup can be pushed up the Turn Order to right after Emerald, Auth steps forward onto K10...

And is enveloped in the light. He smirks, and slowly uses his ink to float into the air.

Hey, you. I may not know who or what you are, but you have done horrible things to my friends and allies. This will be nowhere near as painful or spectacular as what I am sure they will do to you. That is why I am just going to be the Opening Act. However, do not expect me to go easy on you because of it. That would be folly. More folly than anything you have done up to this point.

He laughs gently, before gesturing towards the Heart, putting his hand out, and his hand spreading out. He then breaks into a massive grin.

Telltale Heart... I find you guilty of crimes against the Mindscapers, Chloe, Marron, Ette, Mari and any other NPC's I happen to be forgetting. So! Do you know what time it is?

Auth laughs louder and more heartily now.

Let's give it EVERYTHING WE'VE GOT! IT'S PUNISHMENT TIME!

The battlefield goes completely dark for a few moments, before spotlights light up the area around The Eternal Author, as well as the Telltale Heart. The light he stands in, in the ground, on the body of the Heart, also appears too. The ink he has been putting out then leaps up to him. It floats just behind him, in a majestic, glittering black pair of wings. Then, it connects to his abdomen. Slowly, six more arms appear. Each arm holds an ink replication of some sort of weapon. In his original right arm, remaining in one piece, a pitch black blade, possessing seven veins of vibrant colour. The Inkscalibur, marking the air around it with Correspondence. The Last Hour with a Friend, An Unmappable Direction, Hurtling Forever Towards The Earth, Lost Among The Mirrors, Bound by Chains of Fate, etc.

In his original left arm is a shining, silver staff. All the way among it's length, in and out of indents, are sapphires of varying sizes. At the top, an enormous sapphire protrudes, seemingly held in by small spikes of silver. It glows with an unholy blue light. This is Safaia, the Staff of Auth's twin sister, Alicia. Nobody will know this. Auth twirls the staff like a baton, causing pink dust to cloud the air around it. Even touching it repulses all but the most insane.

Even I dread using Safaia, but I trust that I can use it would casting too much of the dust around the place. This is Alicia's weapon, she would know how to use it.

In the first of Auth's new arms, a fist is clenched around a Tiger Claw. It is black in colour, and on the back, has, smoothly engraved in platinum on it's back, a right-angled triangle, edges top and left, with a small half-circle being cut into by the diagonal line. It absorbs some of the all-consuming light around it, and those close to Auth when it is created have an immense feeling of dread... except Roxxanne and Auth, strangely. This feeling is like touching it will cause your immediate demise. The shadow around it bends into some shapes, just like Auth can do with ink. This is Fenrir Type-β. Auth doesn't recognise it.

I don't know where these weapon ideas are coming from, but I will use them to the best of my ability.

In another hand is a pitch-black crossbow, with a shotgun barrel placed in it. The sides of the crossbow, flanking the shotgun barrel, glow dimly with the colour of the Neathbow. Midway down the stock, a bright white light emanates. Ink swirls around the source of the light, spilling through tiny veins into the barrel and into the end of the stock, where the veins cross to make the shape of an "#". This is The Inkblot, another of Auth's weapons. He twirls it in his hand, and pulls the trigger in partially. A Three Dimensional spirograph appears at the end, twisting and turning. Auth releases the trigger, satisfied.

Roxxanne, I am truly amazed you managed to forge a weapon so close to the real deal. See?

Auth shows Roxxanne The Inkblot. It's surprisingly similar to the Crossbow she made for Auth so very long ago.

In (yet) another hand, a great hammer is gripped. It is a deep maroon, the pole being as long as Auth's arm. At the end, two enormous hammer-heads are joined. There is a red ribbon tied just below the head. It inspires fear and respect from all who see it. It's insanely heavy looking, so it's a surprise when the not-quite-imposing Auth slings the thing over a shoulder, carefully avoiding hitting the Telltale Heart. This is the Banhammer, a mighty weapon capable of destruction of mind, body and soul en masse.

In another hand, a black pole extends out. On the end is a beige shard of something. It glows dimly, like it comes from a great, ancient power. A force of nature, perhaps? The beige shard is smooth and straight, unchipped and undamaged. The pole itself is just as smooth, and deep red. The shard is shaped like the top part of the "spades" suit's symbol. This is the Tailwind, made of ivory from the Genesis Library. Auth spins the spear, seemingly tearing a hole through the air.

In the second-to-last free hand, there is a pitch black blade, with a purple hilt and handle. Flames of Deep Purple illuminate the area around it. The blade curves down, taking the shape of a large cutlass. This is the Ved Vozahnil, a weapon belonging to ancient dragons.

A draconic weapon... Genoa would be proud.

Auth spins the sword, leaving a trail of purple in the air before it subsides. Auth grips the sword tightly, taking care not to drop it.

And finally, in his final unused hand, is what at first appears to be Caledscratch... but upon further inspection, the disc in the handle is multicoloured, and in lieu of a real handle, there is merely a shard. Shining and red, it looks ready to explode at any second. Light pulsing, sounding slightly like a bass line, can be hard from the sword. The final weapon in Auth's temporary repertoire is the Blade of the Bass Knight. Auth fiddles with the blade, breaking, rusting and then repairing it in a matter of seconds, before stopping.

With Auth's new weapons, he points all eight arms he has, with new weapons, at the Telltale Heart, all at once, while he floats above it in the Light. Auth tosses Inkscalibur into the air, and as it spins, six Ink Spectres matching Auth's current appearance join the fray, forming a circle in the air over the Telltale Heart.

I may not have a story or a song to play right now, so allow me to tell you what I intend to do. Instead of that, I will use pure firepower to tear your meagre form into minuscule shreds. Fear not. I will surely leave enough for the rest of my allies to have their fun with you.

Inkscalibur falls in the middle of the circle of Auths, and the real Auth grabs it, using its momentum to enter an extremely fast dive. He leads with two of his weapons, Inkscalibur and Safaia. The other Spectres quickly follow suit, leading with other combinations of weapons. Soon, they're in line with each other again, and they collide into the Telltale Heart, forcing the thing down into the pit is suspended above. Quickly, the seven Spectres pierce its being, leaving seven gaping holes in it. The Heart begins to fall...

Now, I wouldn't be doing a very good job if I let you do that, would I?

Auth says, facing up towards the heart from under it, spinning the Banhammer and Fenrir Type-β in his hands. He hurls them towards the Heart. Other weapons, that look exactly like the ones Auth has in his hands also fly up towards the Heart, perfectly making 14 brand new holes in the body. Some burn, some rot, others have more damaging, invisible effects happen around the wound. Leading back up with the Tailwind and the Inkblot firing full force, The Telltale Heart is launched out of the pit. The Ink Spectres follow up with swipes and shots with other weapons too, while Auth juts forward.

Auth encases his leg in a thick layer of Ink, that almost looks like armour worn by knights. Then, with a force capable of creating a sonic boom, Auth kicks it hard enough to leave a gash in its body. Auth performs another one to the other side of the heart, causing it to return tp\o having symmetrical wounds on either side of the body. Then, Auth hurls the Heart back down again. The Spectres have their way with the Heart for a few minutes, while Auth recovers some energy. Then, Auth, leading with the Blade of the Bass Knight and Ved Vozahnil, cuts two great incisions through the body of the heart.

Auth is covered in some sort of fake, purple blood, which he doesn't seem too bothered by. Auth puts the two blades right through the Heart, and uses the two of them to grapple with the Heart. Auth spins around, and spins with so much force that the Heart is thrown off the swords, into the air, for the final time. Auth decomposes the Spectres and Weapon Facsimiles he's forged for this attack, causing all the excess ink to swirls in enormous oceans (Or at least, compared to your standard inkwell) around his fists. He puts his hands into the air...

And ink bursts forth with a force of 50000 psi. Enough force to break steel. More than enough to completely annihilate a human body. It forces Auth down into the pit, and so, eight tendrils of ink grip the sides of the pit, while the Telltale Heart is lost and broken in a torrent of Ink. Auth closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and shouts at the Heart, causing even more ink to fire at the Heart. Soon, the torrent slows to a river, then a stream, then a trickle. Auth grabs onto the top of the pit with his ink tendrils and pulls himself up, and stops the Heart from falling into the pit.

Exasperated, he sighs, taking deep breaths afterwards while he recovers his energy. The spotlights fall upon Lyra.

Y-you next... Ly-Lyra... Dear Lord. I'm exhausted.

Auth appears to have sapped a lot of his energy doing that. While in the dark, he swaps back to Omo, leaving an Ink Spectre behind to watch the fireworks of Lyra's attack and the "Super-special super-awesome Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne Shooowwwwww!!!"

After that, in the Library, Auth smiles widely. His face, correctly assumed by Tazz, is indeed red, but it matches the shade of the liquid covering Older!Roxxanne. The Spectre Auth left behind pats Roxxanne (the real one) on the back after she finished.

Roxxanne, that was spectacular! I loved it, it was great!

The spectre's face is just as red as the real Auth's.

I really liked how you had so many of yourself to take care of that little issue. That should be it now, Roxxanne. We did it!

Auth smiles awkwardly. He did like it. He's just... not exactly sure how to convey that. He isn't honestly even sure why he liked it so much. Maybe it was because his best friend was being a super badass or something?

Can I push Soup up the turn order to just before me? Thanks.

Originally posted on 2017-05-18 01:08:00

i'm good now. Lyra uses the now broken Shard Sentry and diagonal movement to jump to J10, landing directly in the pool of madness.

"You know... I don't exactly want to do this. Surprisingly, I know that people and things tend to be worth more if they're alive then dead. ...That explains a lot of things, actually. I'm willing to give people a second chance at whatever cost. But, knowing all this, it might not be surprising that I'm not exactly all too keen on the idea of murdering things that could be good people.
...Given the circumstances, and everything that's happened, to be honest... I'd still actually SPARE chaos. I know that I'm not going to change his entire cognition with some brilliant thievery (that's somebody else's job), but it's worth a shot. And if I fail, well..."

Lyra smirks slightly.

"Well, there's something I can do regardless."

...'Xavier' feels a chill run down their spine. They immediately pin it on Lyra because of course it's Lyra, then continue doing normal activities anyway.

"But I think I'm getting off topic right now. Either way., I guess it can't be helped. Time to end this show we're calling a fight, and I know exactly how."

The fan burns brightly red... Lyra's entire body rapidly loses itself to the flame.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

And all at once, the flames stop. There is no more Lyra. There only exists Sadie. ...Guess I have to describe her. The overly... "attractive" (?) Kitsunemimi has splashed her hair to include red highlights into Lyra's light purple haircolor. ...I...I refuse to describe her outfit. I don't really want to, and I mean, you could probably get a good idea of it just from doing a quick old google search for "Iris Heart" because there's already Idea Factory precedent so why not go the extra mile?

...Sir Ikari?

Why are you referring to me as that? It's technically correct if we're going by MST logic, but-

I understand that the design choices performed by her are questionable, but for everybody's sake, you must preserve.

...*cough* Right. The actual outfit feels almost unsettling because there's some clear motives visible, and they don't exactly appear pretty. Everybody that can see her right now is not sure whether they should be scared that she exists of scared she's going to cause some harm to other's existences. Including chaos. Especially chaos.

And just from what you can see of the following, the fears are kind of justified.

"Ehehehehe...... AAAAAH-HAHAHA! Oh, it feels good to be outside, but I have more pressing matters to talk on. Tell me, heart...
Are you afraid?"

"Sadie" is pretty sadistic, but what did we expect when she deliberately chose that as a kind of name? Ugh. I'm getting Hyperdimension Neptunia Re;Birth 3 flashbacks, and I haven't even gotten up to that game yet.[small] Is that even possible?[/small]

"Oh, come on now. It's not like you exactly had a chance. We are the protagonists, after all, and I think I speak for all of us here when I say we are too powerful to lose."

I can't tell if the Shattered is experiencing emotions, but this might start giving them legitimate anger. Sadie moves in even closer, likely to start a second round of mocking.

"And besides, what even was your point anyway? You're worthless! You have served literally no purpose! What even was your purpose, anyway? I sure haven't figured it out."

...The Shattered's BPM increased by 1. Probably out of the newfound anger.

"Oh, wait, I know; you're actually even less then worthless! Doesn't the WARE actually want to die, because they're a burden that could cause problems, and yet somehow you're actively trying to stop us from that?"

...The Shattered's BPM increased by 1. Again. Whatever she's doing, it is working astonishingly well.

"Come on! What purpose do you serve? Everything you've attempted to accomplish is a complete failure on every level! If you're going to die knowing you're a failure, how about you just try to fight me, since that's the only thing you're good a-"

The Shattered has had enough, and attempts to use Brutal End just to spite Sadie. Sadie does nothing but smile, the entire grin plastered on her face. She knows just about exactly what she has done, and she is reveling in it.

"...You're so easy to manipulate, you know that?"

The Shattered now has 0 BPM. The Shattered is now very much in danger.

"Honestly, it's almost pathetic how easy it is to get somebody to bend to your whim, isn't it? Just find something to abuse and push it. I shouldn't be doing such things, of course; I'm not entirely sure Lyra approves of me."

Sadie seems to be ignoring actually doing things.

"Then again, I was brought here for a reason; and that has relations to Lyra accidentally overstepping her power. She really shouldn't be trying it here. People are watching, after all, and can easily express disapproval over her actions.

And while I'm at it..."

Sadie turns to whatever imaginary camera there is and looks at you.

Yes. You.

"Hello, my dearies. Enjoying the show?"

Almost wordlessly, Sadie pulls out a freaking axe and jumps directly onto the Shattered, landing directly close to the bottom of... it. Already, the pain begins with some particularly sharpened spiked boots, ripping holes into the flesh of the heart.

"Hmmmmmm... HMMMMMM... HMMMMM..."

It takes 3 minutes for Sadie to stop walking around and presumably find a spot to attempt to attack. She was eyeing it the entire time, though, so the pacing was clearly done just to abuse the boots. Sadie, now satisfied with the already copious amounts of blood that is now pouring out, swiftly attaches the axe right into the flesh.

"Yeah, that should about do it. Now, what else...?"

Sadie is nowhere close to done yet. Sadie brings down the axe, making sure to do it as slowly as possible to revel in the pain she's bringing. I'm scared. Once the incision is open, Sadie pulls o-

...Oh, she isn't.

"Heh."

Sadie does what I have already thought would've been unthinkable and shoves a bucket of lava into it. The entire inside of it is on fire now. Good going.

"What? Are you not entertained? Is this not what you wanted?"

Despite all of this, Sadie doesn't even look remotely close to any form of done with the Shattered yet. This is compounded by Sadie pulling out a gun, and setting it in midair. And another one. And another one. Another one. Another one. Another one. Another one. [small]Another one. [small]Another one.[/small][/small]

This continues for at least 8 minutes. By the time it's over, the Shattered is emitting high-pitched noises that are attempting to emulate screaming.

"If you're gonna cry into the darkness, can you do it over there? My ears are a bit sensitive."

Sadie continues this assault by pulling out an entire machine gun, and unloading it just right into the Shattered. Considering the clip is extending all the way to an abyss and then some, you have the feeling this won't stop anytime soon... except Sadie has already stopped just a minute in, with well over half the ammo in it remaining.

"Nah, this is too slow and just not enough firepower. I'd better fix that..."

It occurs to you just how many guns have been suspended in midair. There are at least... uh... 50? 50+? Whatever number it is, I assure you it is a real positive integer.

"We can stop anytime, you know. All you have to do is just..."

Sadie's smile finally twists into a literal demonic smirk; the teeth only accentuate this effect.

"Despite everything that I should have as morals, I guess..."

Every single gun begins to glow with the same radiant red that, not too long ago, Lyra let herself become consumed by.

[big]"Drop. Dead."[/big]

And at that moment, every... okay, why did I imply all of them to be a gun? They're basically any type of firearm that Sadie could get her hands on. Anything. A few fighters realize that they may be unarmed, quickly look down at their hands, and realize... uh... wait, what were we doing? Oh yeah, all the guns are firing.

Several hundred bullets are had that moment. The Shattered attempts to dodge, then realizes it's a heart. It's stuck to something. It physically cannot move. The heart is pierced by every single bullet. Every. Last. One. They all completely go through it...

"Oh, they're not done yet, either."

...Every bullet begins to move backwards. Right into the guns... and more of the heart. This is actually starting to be excessive.

"Excessive? I thought you would get the point that it's supposed to be."

Sadie stands right back up after landing, the look on her face almost blatantly saying 'it's yet again still not over for you, buddy' to the Shattered.

"After all, who am I to deny the audience their show?"

Sadie turns back to the imaginary camera and winks. I think she may or may not be calling out the dark nature of DTG as a whole, but I'm not entirely sure she would go that deep. Sadie then straight-up takes out a whip, smiling yet again. Now, at this rate, you feel like there is about to be some violations to be had.

"You really think I'd so such a terrible act as that, my dear little Inari? I would never stoop to such a low as that! Standards, man, standards!"

That does not make me feel calm in the slightest. ...wait, did she lowkey reveal Lyra likes m-

"Hello? You still have narration to do."

Oh, uh, sorry. *cough* Sadie jumps straight up to the top of the Shattered's heart facade and extends the whip out, grabbing the center vein attaching it to wherever it's attached to.

"Remember, you wanted this."

Sadie, once again, lands down onto the ground, slamming into it with such force that it actually makes a crater. But that's not important. What is important is that the whip is now fully attached to the strongest connection that the Shattered has to not falling... face(?)first into the ground, which would hurt a lot.

"Heh... thanks for reminding me of that one, Inari. I'll have to thank you for that."

Help. With the Shattered still above-ground, there is more then enough space for Sadie to enact her master plan. A large spike ascends from what little ground is available to her, making what is probably the most lethal non-"magical" spike currently in the mindscape, because there's no way those spires are not enchanted. The whip faintly glows the same red we are now accustomed to see... oh palutena. Oh, Palutena, she is not doing what I think she's doing.

"Did you honestly expect any outcome that would be positive? Sadly, this is the fate of anyone who attempts to get in the way of the protagonists; they are fated to fall to their might, no matter the odds. I understand that this is not the kind of stuff anybody wants to be hearing, but it's the truth; honestly, it's kind of hard for... us to put in effort with such a simple thought process, and it's not even true 100% of the time; the bad guy winning does exist, but it happens so infrequently enough that it doesn't matter in the long run."

The whip slowly pulls the cord separating the heart from the ground, all the while Sadie seemingly enjoying every second of it.

"But I've wasted far too much time already. It's about time we end this hopeless charade, no? ...Hehe."

Sadie giggles to herself, desperately trying to hide her smug grin from everybody with the fan. It's transparent, though, so it fails horribly.

"Sorry, I found it a bit funny that I'm talking to you like you can respond. All you can really do at this point is sit here, and watch the fireworks..."

The whip finally detaches the cord. The heart falls...

"Of your innards."

[big][big][big]-SMAAAAAAASH!-[/big][/big][/big]

[color=#3333CC]The spike does its job, as done. ...If I was actually looking at this and not having my eyes closed, I would probably have puked from the carnage. The heart is, presumably, skewered and pasted onto the entire spike... as well as probably everybody else. Can somebody please turn the imaginary camera away from the scene?

"Oh, here's that pesky little camera! Here, let me move that a bit..."

...Thanks? Well, Sadie is covered in blood now, or at least the half that was facing the heart when it died.

"*sigh* Guess I'll have to clean my clothes later... I'd better go find those, I guess. Well, see you."

As totally on cue like it is, the fan begins to burst into flames... this time, taking the form of a brilliant blue color.

"No offense, but see you all in your nightmares."

Sadie's entire body quickly gets consumed by the flames... a totally different version of Lyra appears in her place. The mood whiplash hurts everybody nearby for (4-5) DMG. ...Do I have to describe her, too? Okay.

Just about as tall and only slightly different from Lyra in terms of... proportions, this foxgirl gives off an aura of actual calmness, like a rather elegant gentlewoman. The kimono and small, purple hairclip of a flower stuck to her very long head of deep blue hair only accentuate this effect. Hello, Lykari.

"Greetings, my fellow allies. It appears that I've been called forth. So, what is the matter you require my assistance i-"

Lykari turns around and sees the gorefest that was "Sadie's Super Fun Screw You 5001.4". She gains visible worry.

"O-oh my. I had expected one of us would attempt to attack the heart, but I didn't think it would be... this, this brutal!
I guarantee that I am far different from my... sister, especially after her actions have probably left a bad taste in your mouths, so to speak."

...It appears that Lykari is really trying to take care of not only her image, but all eight of them.

"Either way, I know for a fact that the standard Lyra would not be as brutal as this. While Lyra would, admittedly, not attempt to spare the heart like she claims she would to people because of how it simply could not be salvageable and is a heart, especially given the circumstances of their commander...
I'm really, really sorry you all had to see it."

Lykari searches through her hyperspace arsenal, and takes out... a package of cookies.

"...If it helps any, you can take one of these cookies."

Originally posted on 2017-05-18 05:11:00

Roxxanne moves to L11 to minimize obstructiveness to the greatest degree possible.

"...Oh. Oh. Ahhhhh, now we're talking," Roxxanne says, giggling far less like a schoolgirl than usual. And she is about that age, really. You also don't recall Roxxanne ever wearing stockings of such a scandalous, vivid shade of red. Then again, you don't even think those are stockings, the way they're shaped, a much thicker implications is had, like a thin liquid had stuck itself to there. Auth is probably blushing regardless. Roxxanne looks down at her own legs; her reaction is not embarrassed in the slight. "... What do I even look like now... Oh, keep focused."

For those paying attention, you'd have probably found out. It appears there was some... Mistake, in recreating her appearance here. Or at least some deliberate alterations. Certainly she is somewhat taller. You also do not recall her horns, previously no larger than an inch, to suddenly be imposing six-inch protrusions, both as sharp as a knife. Her hair had grown a bit beyond her typical bobbed cut; her eyes' sclera were still red, but now strikingly red, near to the same shade as Auth's bolts of ink (and her 'stockings'); her nails were altogether a metallic red, though her teeth remained like candy corn. They were sharper now, though, and the fact that she grinned, bringing their full height to bear, was still rather intimidating. Beneath her clothes and her armor, you could see more of that odd red liquid-and it didn't stick to red on the rest of her, through what little you could see that wasn't covered. two pairs of tiny wings poked out of her shirt-one like a bat, and one And her womanly assets...

...OK, she gained a cup size. There. I said it. All in all, it made her look just a little bit... Perhaps not older, but more dangerous, standing in that pool of light.

"...You, sirs, need to learn how to keep your asses straight! I don't care how much it hurts and how much you've just got to have vengance! Vengance is also known as Wrath, and Wrath is nothing short of a deadly sin! You won't die here, not forever, but it's high time you were punished for all the grief you've caused us!... Ooh, what does this do? 'For Roxxanne, colon three!' Oh my gosh, this must be the work of Thyme me, which I kind of forgot about a bit! I didn't want to admit that I forgot what I did while I was Thyme me, sorta. But then again, everyone else probably did too. Oh, right! I did flirt at the GM! He was cuddly. Whatever! I'mma press you, button!"

A press of a button could be heard. The screen on the Telltale Heart lit up to be considerably less staticy, and the barely-seen face within now clearly seen. And very surprised.

Meanwhile, anyone paying attention to Temmie Roxxanne would suddenly notice it get a downright shifty look before vanishing into thin air.

It was then crushed to nearly the side of the screen by none other than, well, a very chibi Roxxanne. A Doll of herself, if you would. "Oh, hello everyone, colon three!" The doll said, as it was glomped from behind by Temmie!Roxxanne. "We've got a show tonight for you, just for yooouuu!" Temmie!Roxxanne said as she herself was glomped by what must be a younger Roxxanne. "So just sit tight and look pretty, heehee~" Little!Roxxanne said, in a pitch higher than Roxxanne's own, as that was glomped by, well, what you previously ascribed to be Roxxanne, out of the light of that pool anyways. "This is the super-special super-awesome Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne X Roxxanne Shooowwwwww!!!" Roxxanne said, as she was glomped by, uh. Now you're just getting confused, but the pattern has clearly formed. This appears to be the slightly older Roxxanne doing the glomping now. "Tonight: I'm gonna beat the crap outta these two jerkbags to send 'em and their corrupted selves straight outta the mindscape! Don't worry about ethics and such, folks, these guys have definitely earned their death sentences, between physical and mental corruptions and the danger they pose to everyone else!" Roxxanne says as she is now glomped by-oh that is just flat out impossible. Since when did Roxxanne retain her sueishness? "Hey! This is just a television screen broadcasting in the Mindscape! Time isn't really what you think it is around here, hehehe! In any case, this is what everyone wants to see: To see an eight-in-one cutie smash the ever-loving gorilla right out of two really mean grimdark thingies!" Sue!Roxxanne said as she was glomped by-oh now this is getting ridiculous, though at least Roxxanne being on thyme-and this probably being a representation of events-made it possible to swallow. But still, how did Thyme Roxxanne know about Yuuki-Chan?! That's definitely her, in her updated witch cosplay no less-though thank heavens, even Roxxanne thought that cleverage was too much, and the colors were in tasteful proportions. "Also starring: Just way too many dolls and other cute adoriboos and special guest starring, uh. We'll find out!" 'Yuuki' said, as she was in turn glomped by something offscreen. Whatever it was, it had the most arms of any of the Roxxannes by far, and as Roxxanne has a mild arm obsession... Well. You suspect that it could take almost three very large paragraphs to describe.

The eight Roxxannes proceeded to let go of the other, only for them all to pull Kyun poses-the last one was too offscreen for it to count. "Sorry about the last me, she's just too big to fit on this screen! Ehehehe! In any case, let's meet our targets, the WAREs! They're mean and they're really sad and depressed because they're alive and they want STUPID VENGANCE and such! But they're bein' threats to everyone! For those of a liberal bent, sorry, but they're really just too far gone to save, as you'll see soon," The 'regular' Roxxanne said. The doll nudged 10's face right off the screen, giving Roxxanne complete control.

The seven Roxxanne's parted, revealing the two WAREs. They've been contained in surprisingly high-class bedrooms, with comfy beds, nice flatscree tvs, a high-end computer, the accessories of a house that would make it more inviting like a few plants, and a bit more, including a few doors that lead to bathrooms and closets, the latter filled with clothes. It would be a nice place to live in, if you weren't too concerned about the cameras peering into the massive window. The WAREs were unconcerned about all of this; 10 (who now was restricted to a computer monitor on a drone body) and 13 (back in his initial 'person as a hole' form, almost, as this time it felt less like a hole and more there) were both clawing and scratching to get out. "As you can see, we really weren't joking about them being too far gone. For those against killing period, no matter the circumstances, uh, sorry! But these guys are literally threatening to run into your houses and eating your babies once they're done with their 'vengance,' really. We can't have that. We really can't have that. It's a bit sad." The 'older' Roxxanne said, appearing on-set with the Mortar Launcher. The other six Roxxannes appeared with suitably big weapons, relative to them; the Roxxanne Doll brandished the Dual Pistols; the Temmie Roxxanne wielded the Assault Rifle; the young Roxxanne, the Infernal Sharpshooter's Rifle; regular Roxxanne sported the Pulse Rifle; Archsue Roxxanne naturally held Tsunami in one hand and the Anti-Glitch Rifle in another; and Yuuki-Chan opted to not draw from the inventory to just settle on about eighty MIRV-modified Big Boys in her many, many arms.. Which were Fat Men, except they fired 8 full-strength mini-nukes for one shot. The eighth Roxxanne was unseen.

"On the count of, uh, nine, we're gonna use our insane arensal to blow these guys up! The whole room is soundproof so they think we're gonna count from ten. Heeheehee," the small Roxxanne said. All of them glanced at the camera with the shifitiest colon threes you have ever seen, before everyone visible to the camera stepped to the sides, to let everyone see the WAREs and to give themselves room to fire. "Nine! Eight! Seven and one-fourth! Zero! FIIREEE!!"

What followed was an utter barrage. The Macross and the Tsunami were used to casually launch projectiles directly to where the WARES were-and the rooms weren't large enough for them to realistically dodge the shots. The fact that everyone was perfectly synchronized only made the onslaught more destructive, and their choice of weapons (and 12 STR) were not hurting either. Well, it was hurting. It was hurting the WAREs, very effectively. The worst part was they couldn't make use of the smoke clearing to hide anything; a powerful fan to the side blew away the smoke, revealing the WAREs, nearly obliterated.

Nearly.

"Time for a finale! Eehee!" Roxxanne said, as a smattering of hands rose from the ceiling of the area to drag the two WARE's upwards. They were whipped offscreen in short order.

Nothing happened for a few seconds.

Roxxanne turned towards the screen. "So, for those of you confused right about now-look up!" Roxxanne said. "Not to like, the top of the screen. Up," Roxxanne amended.

You looked up. The top of the Telltale heart was bulging oddly. You also noticed a smattering of arms having penetrated it, a new feature that had gone unnoticed.

Suddenly the arms returned from beneath, bringing with them the two WAREs; the arms reached up and up and right out of sight, to a blackness in the sky that was not there before.

You hear the WAREs. They are screaming in agony. Whatever is going on up there must be horrific. Meanwhile, the Telltale heart itself sags, as if the life had just been ripped right out of it. The TV screen flickers. "...OK, that's basically a wrap! Well, almost. Excuse me!" The Roxxannes say, kind of absentmindedly-the collective effect only made it worse. The seven disspaeared from the screen, leaving it as totally static.

Soon, the two WAREs from before dropped from the near-ceiling of the world, right back down into the Telltale Heart. It revitalized it-but sooner did it cause its cords that allowed it movement to snap from weight, cutting it off from its own veins much closer to the source. It drops like a rock, down into the death pit where so many others have been dropped down. (unless its not dead, of course)

Roxxanne, meanwhile, reappears as she was prior to pressing the button without any ado-or if it is dead, just behind that area. "That was fun."

Temmie Roxxanne similarly returns to where she was before with very little explanation. "There was a thing, and it is a secret cool thing I will tell you all about later, when this is all over!"

Originally posted on 2017-05-18 05:21:00

C!Chlorin moves to the Memory Bed and mines up the Durasteel with the Reaver Shark.

Originally posted on 2017-05-18 15:26:00

In battle: The Operative takes one good long look at what's going on, then dismissively waves away the illusory turrets, walking directly into the pool of descendancy to stand at L10 once it is safe to do so. Then, he stares at what is left of the Shattered.

"I'll be quite firmly honest with you on this one. You're a mess. A completely ridiculous mess of oh so many different component pieces that should never have been allowed to exist. And yet, despite that, you managed to give all of us gathered here quite a hard time with what you were capable of pulling off. Yet, you made one key mistake."

Electricity crackles in the air. Oppy proceeds to disassemble himself into a wireframe form, then reach out and grab onto many parts of the Telltale Heart at once, then all yank at once to disconnect the main body from whatever connections it could still be strung up by after all the other abuse that it has already been through. Then, slowly but surely, the wires move in to surround the heart from all sides.

"If you had been given even a moment to breathe in that fight, you would have immediately used that opportunity to kill Chloe. By doing this, you sealed your fate. She is a morality core, meaning she's essential to keep alive. She is an NPC, which means the entire party is already obligated to keep her alive anyway. Most importantly to me... She and I... well..."

There's a pause. Suddenly, the Glowing Heart Amulet sparks, then becomes surrounded by an aura of energy... The aura rapidly transforms, taking on the image of a strong cobalt-blue flame burning bright, with yellow-grey lightning sparks running through it constantly. Oppy seems to have a cold glare fixed on the Telltale Heart.

"I don't believe it really needs saying, but I'll say so anyway. I care deeply about her. Your choice to threaten her in the way that you did has made me in particular very, very unhappy with you. I shall now act out my displeasure to demonstrate."

There's a strong ripping sound as the wires bury themselves into the Telltale Heart a little, eliciting a shriek from it, then they all yank in different directions to tear the thing apart. But, just before the Telltale Heart could be ripped up, there's a flash of pure light. Not any specific colour. It's just blinding light. Then... darkness.

The Telltale Heart takes a look around itself, unsure what exactly is happening now in the area it got taken to. All seems dark. All seems... completely quiet. It's something of a void, it seems. Then, amidst the darkness and the lack of everything, something ignites in the distance, glowing with a brilliant blue fire. Only a few seconds of observation can pass before the burning blue thing proceeds to roar with fire, illuminating a massive arrangement of wires around the nearby vicinity, some of them blue and some of them steel grey. Slowly, the arrangement of flame and wires begins to advance towards the Telltale Heart, lighting up the dimension of darkness as it approaches...

Suddenly, the construct leaps forth and draws near, lashing out at the heart with one burning whip made of a burning wire wire, directly meeting one of the veins of the heart with the strike, causing flames to roar throughout the point of impact on contact. The heart shrieks and draws back, pulling what few veins it has forth to defend itself from the assault, but wherever a burning wire meets one of the veins, total disintegration of the flesh is soon to follow. In only a mere minute of direct combat, the heart is rendered functionally defenseless in terms of veins, blood spraying throughout the dimension aimlessly. The other entity seems almost happy at what it has done to the heart...

"As you can no doubt tell, this is very painful, and at this point, you could easily be destroyed. But where would be the fun in that? What can I say, I have a bit of a thirst for revenge, and there's plenty of revenge to take from you. This may sting a lot, and after this comes one more bout of torture to put you down."

Wires proceed to lash out at the Telltale Heart, wrapping around it in burning coils that bind so tightly and burn so brightly. The heart would be shrieking right now, but no noise can emerge as the wires burn deeper, deeper, even deeper into the body of the beast. Then, electrical sparks surge forth from the wiring, sparking straight into the burnt-open wounds of the Telltale Heart and surging through the most conductive materials that make up the beast's body. Pressure begins to build up from within, heat scorching away at the outsides as electrical bursts spark through the innards, forcing the pressure inside the heart to build up to obscene levels before it begins to tear open. Then, the Telltale Heart bursts like a crushed ripe watermelon-

Cut to another dimension of darkness. This time, metal can be seen lining a large number of walls and floors and ceilings, apparently braced in place with wires. A few sparks can be seen surging from wire to wire, as though a constant electrical current runs though the entirety of the surroundings. Only, one possibly dangerous detail. A good number of the wires are heavily frayed, exposing the inner conductive parts of the wires and causing such sights as bolts arcing from wire to wire, electrical surges resulting in flying balls of electricity bouncing around the place, perhaps even a few Jacob's Ladders being made purely by accident as electrical charge ionizes the very air. The heart beats once. Immediately, the wires of the dimension around it surge with power, then dive in to surround it and bind the being tightly.

"They say that in the mindscape, the higher your maximum health, the more painful it is to have low health. You have 2000 maximum health by default, and yet you have run out of current health. You must be in pure agonizing pain right now... But that's not good enough as far as I care. I need you to experience worse. Much worse. Let's see how far beyond ridiculousness I can stretch the limits of max health and current health differences."

Sparks fly violently through the air, then surge forth into the body of the Telltale Heart, forcing it to start beating with life. 2100 maximum health. Not that painful, to be honest, but it's still gotten noticeably worse than it was before. The Telltale Heart almost begins to make a mocking noise, then sparks suddenly surge forth from all sides and blast into it again, forcing a much bigger leap up in maximum health. 2300 MHP. It notices that it doesn't appear to be getting any more current health to compensate for the increased maximum health. It begins to let out an agonized scream as it realizes what's happening to it, the feeling of pure pain that it felt earlier in the battle being put to shame by the force of the new torture it's going through. A thunderbolt blasts forth into the being's body. 2600 MHP.

"Step by step, I shall destroy you. Every step will be marked with agony. You will regret existing."

The Telltale Heart begins making a high-pitched sound as more lightning surges into it, forcing the being to writhe as sparks force it to beat in an unsustainable, irregular pattern. 3000 MHP is soon reached, then surpassed almost immediately as it rockets up even further, being brought to 3500 MHP and 0 current HP. The sheer difference between the health values of the Telltale Heart begin to tear it apart for another time from the inside outwards, on a level much deeper and more meaningful than any of the other deaths it has already received. 4100 MHP. If one were in the dimension of metal with it, they would be able to hear sadistic laughter mocking the Telltale Heart, for being so strong and yet so helpless in this final hour. 4800 MHP. A Jacob's Ladder plasma arc blasts into either side of the Telltale Heart, searing the flesh and melting the metal. 5600 MHP. Everything is pure pain, even in the parts of the heart that shouldn't be able to perceive it. 6500 MHP. When will the torture end? 7500 MHP. 3 and a half times the starting point. 8600 MHP. This is not sustainable. 9800 MHP. It hurts.

9999 MHP. There is no higher limit to reach for an entity of the mindscape. When one has over a thousand MHP, being on low health is pure agony. Imagine what it would feel like if one were to have oh so close to ten thousand MHP, but be completely out of health to lose. That's what the Telltale Heart is feeling right now.

The Telltale Heart explodes, finally putting an end to the torture beyond tortures.


RP: Oppy blinks at Chloe, then solemnly nods when she's understandably a little upset with him for getting killed.

"Yeah, that could've gone a little better. I'm not entirely sure what happened there... I think it might've been one of the instant kill abilities those entities have. They're unusual. And also very unfair in some regards."

Then, when she questions him about what happened with Marron, he looks... genuinely confused.

"...Give me a moment. Memory's acting up. Gotta focus to remember exactly what happened..."

There's a pause.

"Oh. I remember. That was at the time just after she threw you into a lava pool... I may have slightly overreacted to her doing that, and then some of the rest of us reacted to my reaction, then me and her got into quite a bit of a heated disagreement, and... well..."

Oppy pauses again, seemingly a little ashamed of something that he has not yet said. Then, he stares into Chloe's eyes for a few seconds.

"Don't be too mad at her for being responsible for my first mindscape death, okay? It's never stuck for me before even outside of here, and both me and her agreed she could really do with a bit of catharsis to help calm her down. Besides, it's happened long ago enough at this point that I legitimately have dropped any and all concern or care about it. Not that I had much reason to be concerned while it actually happened..."

Beat.

"Yeah, didn't exactly want to speak about that subject just in case it caused old wounds to reopen. Some things are best left forgotten, as hard as it is to keep them that way."

Originally posted on 2017-05-18 16:03:00

I attack the turret.

Originally posted on 2017-05-18 17:28:00

I attack the Turret? that's next to me.

Originally posted on 2017-05-18 22:23:00

<TURN TWO-HUNDRED AND FOURTY-THREE>
cc: wha(t) par(t) of "200 words" do you no(t) unders(t)and!?
cc: like we're gonna need (t)o give overkill bonuses now
cc: geez

To start off, Creo's mecha appears, grabs Marron, and bolts away from Chloe. Except, there's a problem; Marron has already absconded far, far away from her. There's also the issue that Dimitri doesn't actually know where Marron has run off to. Auth then takes a moment to talk with the librarian, beginning with a formal greeting. She gives a rather cold "Charmed.", and not much else. He then ponders how people could do something so terrible to a library such as this one.

gg: People? No, this wasn't done by people.
gg: It was done by the very creatures around you.
gg: We call them the Iti.

As if on cue, absolutely nothing springs to attack either Auth or Omo. Amazing.

gg: Anyway, as you were saying...?

Auth then notes that she may have trouble sleeping, and asks about it.

gg: Well, of course. There's bloodthirsty beasts everywhere.
gg: There's also more... personal issues, but I-I don't...

A hint of actual emotion crosses her face for a brief moment, before she goes silent. There's an awkward pause.

gg: ...A-As you were saying?

Auth continues on, noting that the library reminds him of home. He also mentions wanting to see the books in the mindscape.

gg: Ah, if only you could've seen them.
gg: They were all wondrous grimoires of knowledge, detailing every little bit of our land's history.
gg: I don't mean the Mindscape's, of course. I mean the history of LOCAA.
gg: If you wanted, I could tell you about the place. But only if you want.
gg: Maybe if you plan to kill the actual WARE; not just the one within the walls of the Mindscape, it'd help you...
[small][small]gg: If... only I could stop him.[/small][/small]

Auth then takes a moment to create a specter, and warps away to do an attack or something. She nods, but doesn't seem to want to say much else. Chlorin then whacks the Durasteel with the Reaver Shark, assimilating 40 bars worth into the inventory. The vein vanishes.

Then a whole bunch of crazy attacks that'd all be smash attacks in a normal DTG game fire off and probably slaughter the Shattered.

...

Jesus christ, guys.

...

Anyway, the Operative also takes a moment to console Chloe at the same time 10k-total-word-plus hell is going on. He recalls the moment when Marron flung Chloe into a lava pool.

ga: ...That escalated into her murdering you?
ga: ...And you let her murder you just for sheer satisfaction?
[small][small]ga: Are you a masochist?[/small][/small]
ga: That's... nice, I think?
ga: I mean it's... "wonderful" of you to do that, and i'm using "wonderful" very loosely, but even if you do respawn, isn't that going a bit far?
ga: I mean, it shouldn't take your death for a girl to calm down...

She takes a moment to breathe and collect her thoughts.

ga: I mean, if you LET her kill you, then I guess it's... fine, kinda.
ga: ...
ga: ...I still kinda wanna punch her out, though. It sounds awful, but... I feel inclined to deal out "justice" for some dumb reason?
ga: Just... good on you for not letting things get any worse with her, I guess.

Her fists ball up for a few tense seconds, before loosening. She then steps forward and pulls him into a hug.

ga: J-Just don't throw your life away anymore, alright?
ga: Even if you keep coming back... it's still heartbreaking to see you die.

Then, there's an explosion as all of the five attacks hit, which can be heard from the clearing. Chloe flinches, but nothing more than that. This'll be messy.

<BATTLE: 9,480 TOTAL WORDS, TURN NINE>
You see that number up there? That's how many words were funneled into killing the Shattered. Needless to say, it's freaking dead. It's so impossibly freaking dead that there cannot be words for just how devastated the Shattered is, for it has been violently hacked, slashed, shot, inked, axe'd, transform'd, clone'd, tem'd, hp'd, and even anime'd to death.

I salute all of you crazy freaks, and your keyboards for surviving such a deluge of words. Holy gorilla, guys.

Anyway, the way forward is open now. Beyond this point an incredibly long and brutal battle that'll probably take ~15 turns. Thankfully for all of you, it's a very varied battle with lots of (hopefully) fun elements to it! Be absolutely sure that you're ready to proceed.

---

...Meanwhile, somewhere in Zone 4...

tc: I-Is she still coming for me?
tc: Is it safe?
tc: Hello?

Originally posted on 2017-05-21 01:44:00

Chlorin uses the stat orbs. All of them.

Originally posted on 2017-05-21 03:56:00

Oh this is going to be fun. But first, weapon upgrades.

Crafting Materials: 1x Glass Dagger, 2 Souls of Fright, Venom Ruby, 10 leather, 2 diamonds, and
Hmm. Let's go 4 Phase Matter. Oh yes and 10 transparisteel. This is going to be fun.
For starters, Emerald looks at the Glass Dagger, and realize it is woefully inadequate for this stage of the game. So he plans on changing that. With crafting. Because I'm trying to make things as best I can without using Mythril at all. So he takes some glass or Dagger themed items, plus some Phase Matter, and begin working on upgrading the Glass Dagger.
First, he takes the Glass Dagger (obviously), Phase Matter, Diamonds, Venom Ruby, and Transparisteel. He takes the Glass Dagger, and uses the power of creative liberties to cause it to magically float, because that makes it easier to do this step. He crushes the diamond into powder with the power of Greyskull a very powerful hammer. He takes the Phase Matter and spreads it all over the Glass Dagger, creating a layer of weird goop stuff. Ew. But onwards! He takes the powdered diamond and starts throwing it onto the floating dagger, where dust gets caught in the Phase Matter and sticks there. Now he does something similar with the Venom Ruby, where he lifts it up telekinetically and repeatedly takes an (also telekinetically lifted) hammer and chisel to it, eventually breaking it down into a bunch of tiny pieces. Instead of spreading it as he did with the Diamond Dust, he concentrates the Shards around the tip of the dagger, for maximum stabbing effectiveness. Next he takes the Transparisteel, and, once more with the power of creative liberties, creates a cocoon around the Dagger, which he begins carving into the shape of a dagger again. He picks up the shreds and stuffs them in the inventory (x55 transparisteel slivers obtained). Now there the Glass Dagger, surrounding with teleporting Matter that has powdered diamond stuck in it, a bunch of red slivers near the top, and then another layer of ridiculously hard glass. I'll draw a picture eventually.

Now he takes the rest of the crafting materials, the Souls, and the Leather. To start it out simply, he stabs each Soul of Fright with the dagger, penetrating the outer layer and sinks the Dagger inside, where it then starts absorbing the pure essence of the Souls of Fright. After that's done, it has a faint, almost sickly, green glow. Oddly enough, the green seems to be more concentrated around the bottom. Probably won't have any effect other than aesthetics. He takes the Leather and makes a grip for the dagger with it. Holding that thing normally has a possibility to be dangerous with how much powdered sharp stuff is inside there. And thus, Si'griut (SEE-gree-oot) was created.
Stats: 3 Range, AGI/2 Retreat. Scales With AGI and half STR. Same Ability as the Glass Dagger. Plus an overall damage boost compared to the Glass Dagger



I dump my points in AGI. If AGI is maxed and I didn't notice, into SPC. I also steal the extra AGI orb we got

Second Crafting:
Crafting Ingredients (yes, ingredients): 4 Flarekin Koi, 400 Fish Chunks.

Emerald notices that there are a lot of fish, and no one ever uses them. He also notices that there's a fish made of fire, and a bunch of tiny chunks of fish. So he takes most of both, and goes over to the Omnidisciplinary Crafting Station. Don't ask how he picked up the Flarekin Koi.

He takes each Flarekin Koi, and puts several layers of tinfoil, procured from hammerspace and not used except for here, and sets them out, then begins spreading Fish Chunks over them, one hundred on each tinfoil layer. He wraps them up to get the most efficient cooking, and sets four groups of one hundred Fish Chunks on four Flarekin Koi, and begins waiting for a little while, humming some song about how you can always dig deeper or something. After a little bit, he unwraps the top layer of tinfoil and flips the Fish Chunks over to cook the other side. He continues this process several more times in order to properly cook each side of the Fish Chunks. At the end the Fish Chunks are all a light golden brown, and the Flarekin Koi.... are still on fire. No need to let them go to waste.
So, he takes the four Flarekin Koi, and douses them in water, again and again, until they are no longer on fire. As they are made of fire, cooking them will be difficult. So he tries a less often used cooking technique, and steam cooks the Flarekin Koi, resulting in them being a richer brown. He sets all four in a square pattern on a plate, and sets up an elaborate pattern of Fish Chunks around them and in the middle

Elaborate Fish Thing:
Actually tastes pretty good
Regains 100% MHP. Takes a whole action to eat. That is, if Mari chooses to not eat it

After that, Emerald takes the Elaborate Fish Thing on a platter and walks over to Mari "Hey I made this thing out of a bunch of fish and I wondered whether you'd like to eat it"



By the way Ire remember that I made a crafting thing with the Mistletoe

Originally posted on 2017-05-21 04:35:00

I promptly salt about my complete lack of luck and such with Twinart, before switching my special.

I decide to do stuff with the stuff i amassed. But first, we need a method of teleportation to the neath. Or travel to it, at any rate. I decide that obviously, using bullshittery and the Correspondence Tablets are the key! So, naturally, i produce a ton of them out of 10 iron ingots, and promptly spend the next good while investigating them, reading them carefully. I search long and hard, setting any hair i have on plenty of fire, writing down the rare sigils i need onto another plaque, crafted of Adamanite. Of course, i need seven sentences of six sigils and i need to find them out of whatever drivel i wrote on the plaques.

Having finally inscribed all those sigils onto a single tablet... it's a odd spell. It first requires me to use something related to something i will not be within the sight of, while also requiring me to provide something related to a landmark related to the general area, as well as something that might remind someone of the target planet. It also needs me to use something related to an object storing something, of which i will be in when teleported. The Correspondence is weird like that. Anyway, onto the itemusing!

Firstly, the Neath is underground anyone who has been in it for too long gets killed by the stars, or more specifically, the sun. Therefore, i cannot be within sight of the sun. Naturally, that therefore means that i must use a Sunblast Scroll for the first part of this madness. Secondly, a landmark in the area. Though it has decayed into the ruinous Tower of Chimes, Big Ben is still very much a thing, even with 35 years underground and being stuck in the presumably-now oily Stolen River. So, naturally, i magically degrade the Gold Nuggets (or some of them at least) into Nevercold Brass Nuggets with MAGIC and then create a Brass Gear out of the Nevercold brass. Since clocktowers obviously contain tons of gears and the like, that covers that. It's slightly stained with water as well since the Tower of Chimes is half-drowned.

The target planet is any earth out there, though it must contain the Neath. A bit of dirt with grass will have to do, and that can be easily obtained from the Recollection Forest. If the small sample of grass on the dirt wasn't green, it is now. Magic is fun like that, is it not? Indeed, it is so. The last is quite frankly easy: A smuggled crate, enroute to London. I will need the ship for Phase Two of plan Cash Money irregardless, and murdering the crew should be trival. Of course, you have presumably already guessed the item: The Smuggler's Crate Card. I then do a bunch of things involving waving my hands around, a magical stick, too many dancing dogs, accidental usage of Dog Residue 7 times, and usage of the aforementioned Tablet of Teleporting in order to infuse the items.

Reality changes to reflect the correspondence, and the correspondence on the sigil clearly says, when read out fully, "There is a portal above this tablet that allows the user to teleport into a crate of smuggled goods bound for London. The user will not be telefragged by any goods inside and the teleportee will be able to break out." Somehow, this works, and a portal comes into existence above the Tablet. I walk though the portal, and are transported to another world, a darker world. All light fades, and i am surrounded by walls of wood. I, naturally, have somehow managed to cram all the Silk Scraps, the Colossal Fluke Core, The Mirror Charm, and the Hunter's Eye into my suddenly existent Bag of Hammerspace.

Speaking of Operation: Cash Money, i suppose i should break out of this crate. Which, i do. Easily. By launching the lids. It slams against the roof of the deck, shattering. Shouts echo across deck. I quickly loot the other crates, all of which contain various illegal goods. All of them are actually worthless for my purposes, and one of them happens to be red honey. So, naturally, i punch a hole in the hull and chuck everything out. I then patch the hole.

Shortly after, i come out on deck. I then show everyone the correspondence tablets oh whoops did i forget to mention them because i totally brought extras i made. The Judgements, being both grammar and spelling nazis, demand absolute perfection in Correspondence Grammar and spelling. I show them the ones i completely screwed off. Five seconds later, the entirety of the crew has abandoned ship due to their hair being on fire. I quickly dock the ship, and after doing some sneaking around, arrive in the Spite market place.

I quickly cast some magicks on my Silk Scraps, making them look and feel like they are of higher quality. I then scam a spite silk dealer out of his Surface Silk. About 1500 bolts of it, in fact. I then with a wicked grin, infuse the Surface Silk. The result is a beautiful, butterfly-covered silk of extreme quality. I proceed to trade it in for 1000 bolts of Bambazine, which i enhance into an even better cloth, which i trade for an excessive amount of puzzle damask, which i enhance into an even better cloth for more or less free, which i trade in for a greater amount of Parabola-Linen, which i enhance and trade in for nearly all the ivory organza in the city. I also set up a crime ring to plunder undefended silk stalls for Spider and Surface Silk, whilst another branch of the crime ring plunders incoming ships with silk. I work my Marketing Magic™ and get to work.

Slowly but surely, the markets of Spite fall under my control. Robbery, magical enhancement, and everything else slowly grows my empire. Few do not feel my influence: The new and valuable magical cloths i have created are all the rage, and the freeness of making them makes them an endless source of profit. Stalls in my name rapidly begin to dominate the marketscape. Once, a bunch of disorganized silk merchants dominated the streets, with Mr Veils managing the trade as a whole. But with the masters more often than not off in the mindscape and usually busy with their own intrigues, little troubles my domination. It is only a matter of time before i control a thin majority of the Rag Markets of Spite: Enough to bargain with the secluded old man who holds all the Veils-Velvet, Parabola Linen and Ivory Organza one could ever need.

At the cost of my entire silk-trading and Criminal empire, he will hand over 19 bolts of Veils-Velvet, 63 bolts of Parabola Linen and 8 pieces of Ivory Organza. The deal is made, and he hands over his silks. As he goes out to take control, however, i quickly take the entirety of my Silk-based empire and cram it into my Hammerspace bag. I then go on a long shopping spree using my extreme silk-based wealth, and proceed to obtain the following items:


I then realize it is too late to do the rest of this long post, and quickly flee the city. I get back into the crate i entered the neath with, and, closing the lid, am teleported back to the Mindscape. Somehow.


Shattered Chains
Use any spell (at a 75/100% cost increase) casting from SP instead. Applies to specials with a 50% cost increase as well.
SP Cap: 750
Fill: MP use (2x), Damage, buffing (3x per person, additional 1x for single-person buffs.), kills (x25)

I then dump all points in SPC.

Originally posted on 2017-05-21 04:47:00

Lyra is convinced by The Author to perform a completely gorillagorilla science project. Lyra's special shifts... The details are in the document.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1RyAXO0I...dit?usp=sharing

Once again, be afraid. Lyra then spends 6 Skillpoints to up STR by 2, and the remaining skillpoint to up HP. 49 HP, 5 AC, and 14-15 DMG. Lyra is quickly becoming a secondary tank at this rate.

Originally posted on 2017-05-21 06:23:00

Dimitri puts 3 skillpoints into INT and 1 skillpoint into MP.

<NEW SPECIAL: Death Defying Moment 2.0>
Max SP: 150
FILLS BY: Healing Allies, Using MP, Reviving Allies, (?) Inflicting Autorevive (x?)
Use 50 MP to revive an ally within Range 3. They respawn with 3 HP.

--CRAFTING: Soul Titan Plating--
INPUT: Tainted Magitech Armor, SOUL Relay, Nikumaru Heart, Ghost Amulet, 8 Lava Buckets, 2 Flarefin Koi, 2 Obsidifish, 10 Gear Bits, 92 Cinder Logs, 8 Adamantite Bars, 10 Durasteel Bars, 1 Titanite Shard, Shipbeam, 20 Redstone, 99 Souls, 10 Hardened Glass, 1 Lesser Memory Orb, 1 Mage Robe Parachute, 3 Circuit Boards, <1 Mythril Bar> (buy and use if applicable)

PROCESS: "Hold my oil."

Dimitri starts getting to work. First, he Greater Blinks the Tainted Magitech Armor on the Crafting Station. Next, he builds 8 canisters out of Adamantite and Hardened Glass. Then, he fills them up with Lava. He leaves them on the station for now.

He pulls out a couple of fish, and starts cutting them precisely in half. When that's done, he puts each piece in the canisters. He then shoves ninety-two Cinder Logs into a miniature sawmill, and fills up the SOUL Relay with the resulting Cinder Sawdust and 99 Souls, for some reason. He puts the relay on a centrifuge and walks away from it.

Dimitri summons the Nikumaru Heart and the Ghost Amulet from the Inventory, EMPs a Lesser Memory Orb, Greater Blinks the two trinkets into the disabled orb, places the orb in the core of the Tainted Magitech Armor, and connects it to the wiring using Gear Bits and Redstone. After that, he shoots eight symmetrical holes in the armor, puts the canisters in the holes, and connects those to the wiring using more Gear Bits and Redstone. The core displays a heart.

Looks like the centrifuge is done. But whatever, Dimitri just places the Shipbeam on the back of the Armor, sort of gluing it with melted Cobalt. Oh, and he places yet another Mage Robe Parachute into the armor. Because safety first. Next, he uses Telekinesis to carry the SOUL Relay to the crafting station.

The Shipbeam magically disassembles itself, leaving only an energy source and the parachute on the back, and the metal that used to be on the Shipbeam on the ground. He gets three Circuit Boards, installs them into the core, and codes up some special code. Meanwhile, ten Durasteel Bars are being melted in a Smeltery.

He turns on the armor, and the SOUL Relay explodes, spilling its content into the armor's core. The stray metal starts gravitating around the back of it. It almost looks like a cape of space junk.

The melted Durasteel is poured into many small blade molds, and repeatedly Icebolted to perfection. The blades start floating around the armor. If he can use Mythril, he throws it into the back generator.

Dimitri Greater Blinks into the armor. The heart on the display turns green.

"Nice!"

Then the screen displays an orange fire. Then a yellow swirl. Then a light blue hand and lightning. A grey person and movement lines. A red radiating heart. The realization hits him like a truck. A storm of Imbued Fire forms around him.

"Ignis, Aer, Po+en+ia, Mo+us, Vic+us!"

The lava canisters start glowing. Then the debris cape, then the insides of the armor, then the core, then the screen displays the healing symbol.

A grey bar of metal. A purple wand. A light red bottle with a heart on it. A white feather.

"Me+allum, Praecan+io, Sano, Vola+us!"

The armor starts glowing, then the area around him, then the screen displays a healing potion, then the boosters glow.

A pink weird sun-looking thing. A dark grey ghost. A pink brain. A blue owl.

"Auram, Spiri+us, Cogni+io, Sensus!"

The area around Dimitri glows brighter, then the core, then Dimitri himself, and then his eyes.

A pink group of three people, two outlines. A blue pickaxe and shovel. Two violet gears. A cyan chestplate.

"Humanus, Instrumen+um, Machina, +u+amen!'

His glowing intensity increases again, then the Life Essence Railgun, somehow, then Dimitri and his stuff again, then the armor emits a huge flash of cyan light.

Finally, the screen just displays an Infinity Catalyst. The firestorm dissipates, and Dimitri lands on the ground.

"Ah, weird +haumic gorilla, good +o see you again."

OUTPUT: Soul Titan Plating: Made out of things suddenly exploding.
STATS: GM pls decide.

Originally posted on 2017-05-21 10:37:00

3 skillpoints into INT, the other one into MP.

Originally posted on 2017-05-21 16:08:00

It recently occurred to me that, of all the times I've been in battles, this is a new low in fun factor for me. It's nobody's fault; not Ire and nerfing many aspects of my numerous kits to manageable levels, none of the players and the constant changing of builds... not even myself and my refusal to stray from the nuketank role too much.

It's time for a change.

A drastic one. But before anything else, he ingests an INT orb and regurgitates a HP orb.

DarkSide
Skillpoints: 79

HP: 15 (+1 * 2) + 8 (Helm) + 3 (STR) = 28 HP
MP: 10 (+9) + 6 (Weapon) + 2 (INT) = 27 MP
STR: 1 (+27 / 3) + 2 (Orb) - 1 (Armor) = 11 STR
AGI: 1 (+6 / 3) + 1 (Orb) = 4 AGI
INT: 1 (+30 / 3) + 1 (Orb) = 12 INT
SPC: 1 (+6 / 3) = 3 SPC
AC: 1, STR

Hat: Tree Shaman's Helm
Armor: True Mage Robes (taken off Talist, if I'm permitted to. Otherwise, I buy one with Gold)
Trinket: Potions of Temmie Syrup Burrito

Spell 1: Turn()
Spell 2: TemsTwo
Spell 3: Razorblade Typhoon
Spell 4: Healmore

Now, that's all fine and dandy, but to be frank, my health needs to be boosted and that STR penalty has to go. So let's fix that right away.

CRAFTING: True mage Robes (x1), Red Sap Jar (x1, buy for 1 Gold), Bacon Strips (x50), Cinder Logs (x10), Obsidifish (x5), Gold Ingot (x1), Obsidian Koi (x1), Shark (x1), Soul of Fright (x1), Titanite Shard (x1)

Ah, bacon. Is there ever a more tasty alternative to thee? Well, it's up to personal preference I suppose, but it's bacon. And bacon's good.

Dark takes the Red Sap Jar, empties it into a pot, and cures the sap until it becomes a syrup. Much like maple syrup.

He then places the uncooked bacon strips into the syrup, along with various herbs, spices, and some sugar to give it that extra kick that it will need. After a quick mix, he lets the stuff marinade for a 'day'. By which I mean he uses time majjyks to speed up the process to 10 seconds, but still having it act like it was in there for a day. The result was a sweet yet spice-filled scent wafting from the bacon, ready to be cooked.

Dark sets up the pan, and proceeds to cook the bacon 5 at a time. On 10 different pans at once. Impressive. After a few minutes of turning the bacon, checking to make sure it was cooking properly, and having a little taste test (expending 1 bacon), he determined that it was good enough to use in the crafting. Not too stringy, but not too crispy either.

Taking the the Cinder logs, he de-barks all of them, and lays the bark down in the pattern of the mage robes he was upgrading, cutting where needed to get the final shape. The crushing and melting of Obsidifish happens, and half of the result is used to stitch together the bark in the shape of the robes by using it as thread. The Temmie Sewing Kit really helps in this regard. The result is a robe slightly larger than the True Mage Robes, and includes a pocket near the top for holding the bacon for easy eats.

The other half of the Obsidifish was used in reinforcing the True mage Robes with it, allowing it to resist the heat of the cinder log bark and what comes after. But not attacks, sadly. The stuff was weaved evenly throughout the robes, making sure nothing starts burning out of nowhere.

Dark then slips the True Mage Robes in under the Cinder Bark casing, the robe not catching fire thanks to the obsidian weave. He melts down a Titanite Shard and uses it for thread again, stitching the two together at all the open ends and even at some points in the middle. The magic from the True Mage Robes combines with the added strength implications of the Cinder bark, lessening the impact of the weakening from the original TMR. But there was still a bit of Titanite Thread available, and the Obsidian Koi probably won't be going anywhere, so he does one more thing.

He takes a shark (Yes, the full thing) and the obsidian Koi. Thankfully the shark's basically dead. So he creates an amulet out of Gold that looks like a cross between the Obsidian Koi and the Shark; the body of a shark, and the features of the other one. Then, taking all the essence from the shark, and the Obsidian koi, the amulet started brimming with life as the body parts changed to their proper colors. The new Obsidiflame Shark Amulet, as it will be known as, was hung from the last bit of Titanite thread by the tail, and attached to the back of the robe. The amulet looked badass, with the flames coming out the sides as if they were fins, the dark purple, obsidian body giving it a menacing feel, and the red eyes made the amulet look and feel powerful. Even transmitting that energy into the robes themselves.

And finally, Dark places the bacon in the pocket. All of it. Strangely, it started infinitely multiplying after putting the strips of cooked bacon into it, without increasing the size of the pocket. As is how all this kind of gear works, I suppose.

It's complete. This should negate the STR weakness and add a bit more health to the wearer.

RESULT: Baconfire Robes
+1 Skillslot. +x HP. +1 MP Regen. (If too weak, then +1 STR or fire resist)

Of course, Dark quickly equips it.


Originally posted on 2017-05-21 18:36:00

Chlorin puts 3 points into AGI and 1 into HP.

He then realizes the minicrit to crit thing for his hat is now useless, and decides to make it even better.

Chlorin takes a Computer Board and brings it to the Crafting station. He shrinkificates the whole board, resizing it to be as big as about your ear. He then takes 2 Titanium Ingots and throws his hat, the shrinkificated computer board, and the Titanium Ingot on to the crafting board.

Crafting Station Waifu: Would you like to craft the Outlaw's Headgear?
Chlorin: Yes.
Crafting Station: Preparing Crafting...

The items pop out of existence one by one, except the Outlaw Hat. It turns white and slowly rises up into the air. White particles flow into the hat, slowly, then quickly. Finally...

A new hat pops into existence, one strikingly similar to the original, sans the new block of metal/headset it got.

Materials: 1 Computer Board, 1 Outlaw Hat, 2 Titanium Ingots
Result: Outlaw Headgear
Stats:
+2 Crit Chance.
50% Natural Crit -> Ubercrit.
25% chance to ignore incoming crits.
+5% Accuracy (Just a little cherry on top, can be removed if deemed to valuable for the material input.)

Chlorin puts on this hat immediately.

Originally posted on 2017-05-22 00:59:00

I put 4 points in MP, then decide I'll probably do crafting soonish, and ask around how much materials its ok to use and how much is way to much and which materials other people need etc.

Originally posted on 2017-05-22 11:23:00

Toast shudders.

Well, that was traumatising in more ways than I can pronounce.

~~

Alt purchases and uses a Temmie Mystery box. Materials are cool, especially with all this end-of-game-crafting going on. I'll be doing some of my own crafting before we start the WARE fight, and for that I'll need to use quite a few 'Soul' materials.

~~

Toast joins Marron at Near The Summit. She makes sure that she's visible before she approaches, so as not to startle her.

Hey, uh, I was coming back to do some crafting, but Alt texted me that Gladius went off at you. ...Are you alright?

Originally posted on 2017-05-22 22:09:00