To Do:

Prepare to Protect Omo!
Continue talking to Marron.
Maybe say something to Mari.
Murderate WARE.

COMPLETE!

The first thing to note is all Spectres have returned to their regular outfits, but not their genders.

Auth nods, as Omo confirms his suspicions.

Well, I guess that makes sense, then.

When Omo says that he's welcome to watch over her as she sleeps, Auth smiles and salutes.

Of course. I will gladly protect you from these beasts.

Auth silently listens as Omo tells the rest of the story. Auth had guessed that this is where it would end up going.

Auth has added the Part 2 to Omo's tale to the book she has in her lap. She watches quietly, gently smiling the whole time, as Omo falls asleep. When the ink on the page dries, Auth runs her hand down the page gently, before closing the book.

She places it in the seat, before drawing a clean cutting of fabric from one of her pockets. She walks over to Omo, and gently wipes the sap off her face properly, and not just with the corner of the robe. She smiles, before taking off her hat, and replacing it with a yellow beret with a symbol of a blade surrounded by multicoloured ink.

This Spectre lifts her hands into the air, and many more, of the traditional black glob variety, appear. The Spectre smiles, issuing orders without needing to speak. Some Spectres make guns, others riot shields, some swords. The lot of them surround Omo, protecting her in a ring.

Come at me, beasts, and I will show you what I can do with Ink. Stay away, if you know what is good for you.

The Spectres in the back, wielding large rifles, fire silent warning shots, highly pressurised globs of ink. It hits any Iti that it may like a bullet.

The main spectre walks around the desk, personally ensuring that Omo sleeps comfortably. He pulls out the blanket he made for Lyra much earlier, and drapes Omo in it. It's nice and warm. Then, using some more fabric and some lame feathers, makes a pillow, and gently lifts Omo's head to put in under.

Sleep well, Miss Omo. I won't let anything happen to you.

In the Clearing, the Spectre with Marron nods.

Of course, Marron! It would be terrible if something happened to you.

Auth looks up and to the right.

And, Marron, it would be a little more than FOUR...

Ink swirls around Auth's left hand.

You see, I can summon borderline infinte Spectres if I need to. Outside of the mindscape, doing that to overpower my opponents works extremely well.

Auth looks at Marron, before nodding.

I'm certain you can, Marron. It really is just a matter of getting the right stance. You know what that is, right? Legs shoulders-width apart, in line with each other, putting the rifle into your dominant shoulder, that is the stance that is taught in the military, if I am not wrong...

Auth watches Marron quietly.

I'm sure you will get it in time, Marron. It's a skill, and practice makes perfect.

Auth looks a little shocked when Marron asks if she really is that well built.

Marron, I never say things that I don't mean, I really do mean that! She's a wonderful make, really!

Auth listens quietly to Marron speak as to why she did to make Ette.

That's so good of you, Marron. I admire that you went to such lengths for your sister. That you would take so much time to make a fitting vessel for your sister, that is incredibly good of you.

Auth laughs when Marron talks about how hands are a pain in the neck to maintain.

Well, if they keep getting mangled, and are too tedious or difficult to maintain, then of course one looks for an alternative. What you came up with looks effective enough as a substitute to me.

Auth looks at Ette when she waves over, and makes a valiant attempt at mimicking her "Hello" wave while Ette is still watching.

That reminds me, actually...

The Spectre summons the Ette Translation Guide from the Inventory.

I should really read this. I know it was for Toast but I wish to understand Ette properly. Anyway, given that Ette seems to love hugging people, the fatter, cushiony arms would be good for hugs, right?

Auth nods at the reference to Marron's own puppet arm.

Indeed, you would be the expert on the matter, given how you did make the grab Orb thingies. You intend to leave the Mindscape, right? You could probably patent the technology and make heaps of money off prosthetic limb improvements. Maybe.

Capitalist Pig.

Auth looks surprised when Marron questions who Genoa is.

Oh, Genoa? Did I mention her? Well, fair is fair. This... is not my original body. And I don't mean by Spectre or anything. The body that I have now isn't my first. You see, I died, once. Actually, I've died lots of times, but at my first, when I still went by my real name, before I had encountered The Neath, I was kidnapped. I don't know by who. I ended up dying. My body was... well, it was mutilated! Mauled, mangled, and maybe an adjective that doesn't start with M.

Auth looks up to the sky.

The Genesis Library, or Genoa, as she likes to be known, saw potential in me. She had been watching me. Genoa is an enormous dragon. Imagine a star. Then imagine three of them, end to end. That's how big Genoa is. She has an enormous castle on her back, filled to the brim with books, more than you could imagine. She was tasked to record all knowledge, all imagination, all creativity until the end of time. She takes on Librarians, such as myself, to take care of the library, and to keep her company, because it's lonely being a space dragon.

She took what was left of my body, and reconstructed it. A little better, too. This one is slightly more muscular than the last one. A little less thin, a little less scrawny. Not by much, though. She had saved my life. She said that her last librarian had just passed, and said that I could go back to my old life, or stay with her as a new librarian. I felt indebted to Genoa, she had done something for which I could never repay, so I said I would stay on. Alicia, my twin sister... was distressed, until she heard my voice again.

Anyway, that's my little story, any questions?

Auth gives Mari a quick little glare, before smiling.

Well, thank you, Mari! I'm happy to have joined the club. Even if it is only for a little while.

(I hope.)

Auth then shrugs to Marron, stating...

Perhaps. Something may have happened to my real body. Perhaps Lyra did something to it?

Auth looks down at her body.

If it ISN'T reversible... it could be worse. I guess I could get used to having a body like this.

And there's a spin, with Auth's coat floating up, with her red jumper able to be seen. Auth takes off her hat, showing her fox-ears some more. Her tail

All should be fine though. I won't worry.

Auth gently laughs, before opening the Ette Translation Guide (Vol. 1 Edition 2) and reading. Answering the question before it's asked, Auth says...

Yes, there is a point. If a spectre such as myself reads something, then the real me does receive the knowledge or whatever. So... yeah.

The Spectre quietly reads.

FINALLY IT'S ACTION TIME

Auth stands right where he(she?) was, and doesn't move.

It feels like there was something I was supposed to be doing. Something really important.

Then Auth looks at Toast, and how badly they're wounded.

Oh noes! This must be what I was s'posed to be fixing!

Auth would move over, but the Ice Pillars are in the way.

Or was it? I dunno, too late now, cold stacks in the way!

Auth waves at Lyra.

Heya! Everything's going okay! Your sis is fine in here!

He(she?) swings his(her?) sword at Lyra, four times. One dodges around Lyra before hitting her. The other three are Violant, Cosmogone and Gant.

Then she turns to Kirika, with her purple aura and eyepatch.

Heya! You with the weird Aura and the eyepatch! Hiya! I'm...

Um.

I don't know what my name is! I'm, like, a mix between the host and the foxgal possessing him, er...

Authbeat...? Eh, it'll do! Are you okay!?

SO WHAT DID I ACTUALLY DO?

I applied Counterhappy, Violant, Gant and Cosmogone to Lyra.
/zettafixyourshitalso250ghostpage

Originally posted on 2017-06-01 05:13:00

I move to H6.

Originally posted on 2017-06-01 20:04:00

Battle: Op go O10 slash CRGlyph lightning retreat O12

Not battle: Oppy, after hearing about the peaceful place, turns and stares off into the distance, as if trying to look for such a thing. It's probably not visible from here anyway, though, so... after a while,
he turns back to Chloe, featuring a mildly depressing expression.

"A peaceful place, huh... Not sure I'd fit in very well there, to be honest. When I fight, I actually know what I'm doing, I have a sense of purpose, and all that implies... but once the fight has ended, and I need not draw my sword again, I just feel lost."

Then, Chloe asks him about friends that he might've had. There's a short pause. Oppy seems a little thoughtful.

"Hm... Well... I'm not really sure who would count as friends. But I think there might be two who... sort of count? I dunno. Their names are Walker and EN. How much do you want to know about them?"

Originally posted on 2017-06-02 17:34:00

<TURN TWO-HUNDRED AND FORTY-SEVEN>
Alt starts by reading the Handwaving Guide. She finally manages to max out her CP for Ette Waving, and successfully waves "Sup, Ette" to.. Ette, obviously. She waves her back in kind.

ct: (Hey, congratulations!)
ct: (You know, waving your arm around will probably strain it; so just talk to me, alright?)
ct: (Your waving is perfect, though! And judging by your face, so are your translations!)
ct: (Thanks for learning this, Toast!)

Then, Future!Toast and Emerald shrug, and take a look beyond the roots. If there was a way to make a hollowed space behind the roots, teleportation would be an option. In fact, there's probably a way, if creative juice is applied. Emerald also tosses Mari 3 Melon Slices and a bottle of bottled water. She quickly reduces one of the melons to rinds given her now-empty stomach, and after a bit of fuddling, downs the bottled bottled water.

ut: Ah, thanks...
ut: After... vomiting, that was quite refreshing.

She ponders for a moment.

ut: ...You want me to do something for you, don't you?
ut: That'd explain the food, if that's the case...
ut: ...It's probably the case. But yeah, I'll do something for you, if you want.
ut: Even if you made me vomit.

Mari's now willing to do something nice for the group. Maybe somebody could get her to salvage stuff and acquire materials. Or craft something. I dunno. Auth then, once again, does a lot of stuff. He begins by starting his watch on Omo; making sure nothing gets to her during the night. Then, out of the shadows, a few creatures step out. Most of them are small and humanoid, crawling on all fours. One of them however, seems to be a tall pitch black figure, with veins made of runes running up and down it's humanoid-but-not-quite body. Energy swirls from its hands, which it holds to its mouth. It begins to whisper...

...Given that another proper battle would drive the GM insane, instead, a DTG-lite occurs! Type up attacks to slaughter the Iti that are swarming Omorika. The seekers certainly won't take much effort to kill, but the Sleeper? That might be hard. Anyway, some other Ink Specters talk with Marron. He shows off his ability to summon specters.

tc: Oh, neat. A personal army.
tc: ...They're made of ink, though. Are they really that effective? I could probably instantly evaporate them with my rifle. Or maybe even Therma. But still, clones are clones.

She also takes Auth's advice for proper usage of the rifle, firing off a shot to test the moderately different stance. The bullet flies true, and Marron manages to not stumble or fall on her butt. She grins.

tc: Heh. I don't think anything could survive a shot from this thing...

The two continue talking, Marron blushing a little as Auth compliments her work on Ette more. She blushes and waves it off as Auth calls her an expert of the matter.

tc: O-Oh please. I'm only an expert because I'm the only one who really has this problem...
tc: ...And the arms really do take time to get used to, I'd imagine. From proper, stiff limbs and bones to floppy poofy puppet arms...
tc: It's like having gigantic pillows hanging off the side of your body. Which lends itself well to sleeping, I will say.
[small][small]tc: ...I wonder if Ette makes a good mattress.[/small][/small]

They continue their chat, with Auth talking about Genoa and the fact that he's died like a bunch and has gone through a few bodies. She listens with a moderate amount of attentiveness, and once he's done...

tc: Gigantic space library dragon, huh...?
tc: I mean, in a world where entropic butterflies are probably commonplace, I can believe that.
tc: ...Except that I really can't, but hey. If it's a lie, it's a neat story.
tc: I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, though. So...
tc: ...How is the library, exactly? Larger than the mindscape? I can't possibly imagine anything like that. The closest thing there is to a library in the mindscape would either be this gigantic cavern filled with memory orbs which I've only heard about, or a bookstore that the Temmies own.
tc: ...Most of the books are in tem, and they're really hard to read.
tc: So yeah. Library. How is it?

Auth also takes a moment to glare at Mari, and flash a smile. She smiles back.

ut: You'll probably enjoy your time as a chick. It feels...
different. I can't really place my finger on it, but it's nice. Different.
ut: I bet you'll beg Lyra to let you stay like that, heh.
tc: As a person who's only been female and would like to stay that way, I'd say you might. Heh.

Auth then reads the Ette Translation Guide, and with Marron by his side, he's able to quickly learn how to properly translate everything. CP maxed for Ette Translation. Then, the Operative and Chloe continue their chat...

ga: Hey, I think you could fit in!
ga: You seem to be fine just sitting here with me. You could make it work. We could make it work!

He then mentions EN and Walker.

ga: Hm, EN and Walker...
ga: No offense to Walker, but EN sounds a bit more interesting...
ga: Tell me about... him/her/it/tem, please!
ga: You don't need to tell me too much. As much as you're comfortable with is fine.

<BATTLE: THE SPHERE?, TURN TWO>
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Originally posted on 2017-06-03 01:23:00

"You're fighting The Council of Loathing"
Get it?
----
"Well okay. Me? I don't got no body anymore. Just that mech. Which is probably gonna get turned into a sofa by that guy in the purple hoodie.

But it's fine. From where me and X come from, somewhere out there, that can be taken care of.

It shouldn't be a surprise. You and that inky swordbeam healer guy have already explained how ridiculous it gets."
----
:hug: @Irecreeper
----
Creo moves to N10, fires a huge Vorpal Rend into the Behemoth, and retreats to N11.
Dimitri moves to M10, revives Roxxanne on M8, Manacannons the Behemoth, and retreats to L11.
XHeart remembers to exist, spawns at M14, then moves to M11.


Originally posted on 2017-06-03 08:09:00

Enerald reviews the Laws of Safe Teleportation:
1. Avoid teleporting into things if possible
2. In order to safely not collide with anything, make it so the Teleportation switches matter between the start and end point so you don't end up with your entire right arm simultaneously made of stone and stuck in stone
Based on Rule 2, Enerald decides to switch Matter between himself and some dirt, then teleport back into empty space. This happens, and now there is an Enerald sized and shaped hole of dirt, as well as a statue of dirt shaped like Enerald. He grins and teleports the shovel into the empty space, creates a portal on the wall connected to the bottom of the Enerald-shaped hole, and begins widening the empty space with telekinesis, the dirt ending up by Future!Toast and Enerald. Problem solved
(3). Enerald grins and joins Toast in shopping away
~~~~
Enerald shrugs at Mari
"Actually I'm just crafting for fun, but materials are always helpful"
~~~~~
Reminder that Enerald is within Range 2 of himself when he uses Murder Assistance. Enerald moves to K9 and throws the Glass Dagger at the Hand, with Brutaeus on Toast. Range 3 can hit from pretty far away, especially with 7 MOV. He also equips all of the remaining orbs afterwards. Yes, all of them.

Originally posted on 2017-06-03 21:11:00

Roxxanne switches Enchant: Fire with Enchant: Electric while dead. Rest of post to come later.

...Later is now.

WE'RE GOING TO HAVE A SPECIFIC MOVE ORDER. THIS ORDER IS: CYANOGYNIST (so he can revive me), ME (so I can knock away the Behemoth and have tem hero knock everyone back), LYRA (debuff the hand), TOAST (debuff the hand further and attack it hard), REDSTONE (special to knock everyone back further), OPERATIVE (to kill the Witch and the Silent via a grenade), BATTLEFURY (knock the Librarain), DARKSIDE (to have his temclone knock the Librarian into the fire).

EVERYONE ELSE ATTACK THE HAND, OR BUFF EVERYONE.

@Cyanogynist: REvive me! Close to the right hand-side so Roxxanne can reach M8.

Temmie Roxxanne speaks up. "Trust me, Ire, whatever you did, I probably did worse."

OK, so, first off: I need to be rezzed. Anywhere will do, as long as I can move to M8, but I want to be on the right side of the map.

Once I am rezzed, I move to M8, and my Temclone will move to O9. Roxxanne will doublepunch the Behemoth to M7 then to N8; then the Temclone will punch it from O8 to P9. Instant death. Roxxanne and her Temclone will retreat to K11 and L11 respectively. I like having 3 retreat in total (2 from weapon).

Then, the Temmie Hero will move to J10 and burn 3 MP to use Wrath of the Hero, hitting everything in Range 4. This *should* knock everyone back. The Librarian will go to G8; the Witch to N7; and the Silent to K5.

The Scale Serpent will move to G11. The Glitch Skeleton will ping the Hand.

@Lyra: Prime the Hand!

@Toast: Attack the Hand with Ice so you can prime him for someone else!

@Redstone: Use your special and knock the enemies that can be knocked where I told you to! (Silent to K4; Librarian to F9; Witch to O8)

@Operative: Grenade the spot that will knock back both the Silent and the Witch into the fire!

@Battlefury: Move up to F10 and knock the Librarian to E9.

@TemSide: Move to E10 and knock the Librarian into the Fire, and make sure you retreat.

AND BAM! With this specific order of actions, the Hand will be down major amounts of HP already *and* all of his pesky adds will die. Hopefully.

----+----

Cat!Roxxanne suddenly leaps up to Mari and Marron and Ette, mostly because she just remembered something important. "Oh oh oh oh oh! Everyone! I had a magical idea! I think! It is awesomeierier, like that time-"

Roxxanne proceeds to tell a probably-fabricated ancedote about the time she saved existence and became something to make the most overpowered thing you can think of times ten curl up in a ball of inadequecy before dying of said inadequecy about ninety-nine times.

"But anyways! As you can see, Chloe is rockin' the most powerful thing you have maybe ever seen-armor made of fire! That's because everyone was really worried about her falling behind us Descendant people, and we had some really strong stuff lying around. But now we're almost at the last battle where we're about to leave the Mindscape forever and I'm not sure how much of that stuff people will actually use that isn't their own gear, and most of it is kind of redundant now too. So! I can do some really powerful improvements and infusions of the magical stuffs right into your bodies for awesome power and such, colon three. Infinite power, and all that! Or kinda like that."

"We'll need to go at the last battle fully powered! And let's face facts, even if we don't, it won't hurt to come out of this with fancy new superawesome powers, colon three!"

Originally posted on 2017-06-04 03:13:00

Chlorin moves to H12 uses spins his gun and shoots himself in the crotch because he forgot to turn the safety on points in the general direction of the opposition. He pulls down his hat a little.
It's high noon.
Chlorin efficiently fans the hammer of his carbine, quickly sniping all 6 enemies (Cause there are only 6 enemies).

TL;DR: Chlorin moves H12 and then uses Quickdraw. The people who are knocked are Silent to K4, Librarian to F9, and Witch to O8

This happens after Toast makes her move.

Originally posted on 2017-06-04 03:59:00

TL;DR Post: Move to K10, attack The Hand, apply Primed, retreat to K12. Follow Roxxanne's turn order.

"Hey, great job, guys! At this rate, we'll have this wrapped up in a biiiiiiiii[big]iiiii[big]iiii-[/big][/big]"

...

uh

lyra

are you okay there

...

...

...lyra?



"-Kya! Wha... okay, there goes any semblance of my head being okay.
...Oh, gorilla, now everything's on fire and people want to tear us apart.
It's yesterday's conversation with the others all over again, isn't it?
And we all know it was you, Luna, we saw you knock the matchbox over!"

"...Wait, what am I supposed to be doing out? I literally just got here, my head hurts, everything's on fire, and I need to hurt people before I'm questioned! Uh...
EAT THIS!"

I think the Glyphs are attracting other Lyras because of MEMORY BULLSHIT^TM. Regardless, this Lyra (officially codenamed Duo, for those of you who forgot to pay attention) moves to K10 and gives the Hand a good old-fashioned high five... breaking one of their fingers in the process, exposing the bone. Primed applied! Duo then twirls the fan on their finger, idling back to K12...

Originally posted on 2017-06-04 03:59:00

Battle: Operative seems calm. He just stands there in silence, humming quietly, right up until the moment where there is something occupying K4 at the same time something is occupying O8. That probably means acting after Chlorin. Then, once it's time for Oppy to make his move, he drops a Pulse Grenade on the tile M6, the explosive going off with enough force (somehow) to blast both of the things on K4 and O8 into the respective fires near them.

Originally posted on 2017-06-04 04:13:00

Prime!DarkSide moves to (N9), and baps the Witch into the fire. He retreats to (M10).

TemSide moves to (F10) and baps the Librarian into the fire. Tem retreats to (F12). Tem will move after Battlefury.

Originally posted on 2017-06-04 04:15:00

(Decided to try a more grammatically correct form of speech formatting.)

After Lyra/Duo applies primed, Toast moves to J7 and drops a heckton of damage onto The Hand. Any counterattacks she makes will send enemies towards the northernmost Fire.

~~

(2)
Future!Toast claps lightly, sporting an expression of amusement. Or perhaps she's impressed. Maybe both.

"Nice one," she says, "Now, our journey to the mythril continues unhindered!"

At that, Toast tosses the dirt-/splinter-Emerald up onto the surface, along with any matter that he tosses up with it, then leaps into the space below after him. Due to the tighter conditions, she retracts her wings a little bit, bringing them close against her back. Now, she moves swiftly onwards, shaping her hand into an axe and hacking away at the splinter matter below and around her.

~~


Alt smiles as she responds to Ette, "Well, I haven't exactly got any muscles in my arms, so I think I'll be fine on that front... but I do have to admit that speaking is much easier."

She glances back at Marron and Auth, before frowning, turning back, and stepping down to the edge of the lake. Seems like she has a bit of free time right now, which she might not have later. As such, Alt uses this time immensely wisely by dunking her head into the water. A few seconds later, she pops back up, and reaches for a convenient brush on her person. Conveniently, there is one on her person, which she immediately begins to use. While brushing her soaked hair, Alt joins Marron and Auth, about when the latter starts mentioning arms (in the next post).

"Yo, I heard 'arms'. As someone who has had three different kinds of arms, I should probably be in on this conversation."

Originally posted on 2017-06-04 04:52:00

To Do List:

DTG Lite
Continue with Marron
Retort Mari
Survive Glyph Thingo

ACTION, JUST IN CASE I DON'T GET TO IT:

Auth, before Soup, uses Cosmogone and Apocyan on Roxxanne, who is on M10, retreats onto K14, sends Peligin North-east, towards Emerald, Darkside and HealerX, then moves onto J14. Or does the actions in a different order, causing the same series of events to come to pass. Roxxanne receives Apocyan and Cosmogone, Emerald, Darkside and HealerX get Peligin.

Auth laughs as Marron questions how effective a personal army of Spectres would be.

Do you want to see?

The Spectre summons a pitch black TV, big enough for the two of them to watch. With a little tuning, it bursts to life. On screen, there is a Fem!Auth with a black beret, commanding humanoid blobs of Ink, some holding shields, others swords, others rifles. The riflers are actually taking the positions Auth told Marron to take, as a fun bonus.

Can you hear us?

The spectre coloured in, wearing the black beret, looks directly at the camera and gives a silent thumbs up. The PoV moves down to the same position as the soldiers, to see.

In the area of the fight, Omo is surrounded by Spectres. Close to her, the spectres wield spiked shields on both arms. On every one, one has one arm up, and the other arm forward, forming a powerful defensive wall. If the Iti manage to get close, these are the last defense. In the middle of the army, all Spectres wield rifles. They carefully aim over the front-line spectres, at the Seekers roaming around. Every few seconds, they fire a huge volley of shots. It's like a wave of checkerboarded-darkness flying through the air to take down all the Seekers. In the front, Spectres wield large sabers, stabbing and slaying any Iti foolish enough to get close.

In the center of everything, the Commander stands, with a black cane in tow. She points it towards Iti when she sees them, and they are invariably shot on sight. They work like a masterful, silent, and well oiled machine. Ink bullets fly through the air. Ink swords stain the air and ground. They carefully paint the ground in black. Then, the black shifts to different colours. Most of them turn to brown, the patterns on the ground forming floorboards. It's almost like Auth is trying to do a reconstruction. Auth smiles as Iti fall around her, failing to kill Omo.

The lady that is sleeping I promised I would protect, so I mustered a force to keep her alive as she rests.

If an Iti manages to attack a spectre, as its claws cut through the spectre, it gets stuck. The spectre floats, with its side cut through, for a few moments, before loudly SLAMMING shut over the claw, breaking it, and the hand inside the spectre. The Spectre puts its hand to the monster's head, and the broken claw shards, superheated inside the ink, into its head.

You see, Miss Marron, while my Ink may not normally be anything other than standard ink, I can control almost all aspects of it. Texture, colour and temperature.

The Spectres continue their volleys, until all the lesser enemies are defeated. It isn't exactly fair, but the commander in charge of the Spectres didn't care for fair. If they wanted "fair" they wouldn't have an army defending Omo. Instead, they turn their weapons at the Sleeper. They have a cold look in their eyes. They all salute, before the front line spectres charge the Sleeper, the larger, stronger Iti beast. The sword spectres leap onto it. Their enormous blades pierce the veins all over the body. They can't hear whatever it is the Spectres are saying. Or at least, they appear not to be affected by it.

The Riflers fire many shots into the Sleeper, relentlessly destroying the enormous monster in front of them. They clearly don't seem to care about the Spectres crawling over it. In fact, it seems that the spectres get stronger if they get shot. They rip and tear into the Sleeper, clearly wanting it to become a corpse as fast as possible. The Shield Spectres stand still, choosing not to step out of line, as they wish for the complete defense of Omo and the Commander. The commander drums her cane against the ground gently, causing the Rifle spectres to shoot faster and the sword spectres to cut faster. And faster and faster and faster and faster.

They don't stop. They just keep going. Ever moving, ever damaging. They shatter bone, they pierce nerves and tendons, they break joints. They riddle the Sleeper with so much damage that there is no way that it could survive. And yet, they keep going. They annihilate the body, drowning it in such high pressure it breaks the body, corroding, further harming it. They completely destroy it, firing and slashing repeatedly and mercilessly. They want to destroy the Iti beast, monstrous and enormous, forever. Destroying it should scare off the remaining Iti that didn't get turned into a corpse. It's merciless and destructive, and before long, they stop.

Just to make sure that their job is fully complete, the sword spectres run far into the white of the library, mercilessly cutting down literally any Iti they find or see, with their cold, unfeeling gazes. They are like robots. They destroy, destroy, destroy, not caring about the Iti at their feet. This may seem cruel, but they want to defend Omo with all their mights. And that they do. They wade through the blood of the memory Iti, continuing on their genocide. Soon, none remain. Omo is safe. But the Shield Spectres remain, just in case any were missed. The Commander returns to her seat, stroking her tail, watching slowly until Omo wakes up. The Shield Spectres should protect Omo just in case.

I think that is significantly more than enough to get my point across. Any remaining beasts should be scared off.

The TV dims.

So, Miss Marron, as you can see, they prove to be fairly effective soldiers in a fight. It's a decent strategy for me. Clones being clones, they perform spectacularly in a fight, especially since I am by no means a fighter myself. Actually, I am extremely far from it! I'm not strong, or particularly athletic.

Auth smiles as Marron successfully performs a shot, without falling down, Auth smiles, and claps.

Spectacular, Miss Marron! You would be right with little being able to survive a shot from that rifle. It's based on a real rifle from one of the places I've been to, and those sort of rifles have a reputation. They are known for causing proper soldiers, real ones, hardened veterans, in legitimate armies, to grovel and cry in the mud, causing pleas for mercy. You hold a weapon used by the forces of Hell itself in your hands. Use it wisely, for it is fueled by Souls stolen from Hell.

Auth notices Marron blush, but doesn't comment on it. In fact, to anyone else, it wouldn't be clear that he noticed.

Oh, please, Marron, even if you are the only one with the issue, you ARE an expert on this matter!

Auth turns his eyes to Marron's arm.

Well, of course, it would take some getting used to. But, in fairness, so would any prosthetic limb. Any prosthetic limb would need time to be used to, going from flesh and bone to plastic and wire. I think the fluffy puppet arm would be better, because it's more comfortable.

Auth thinks quietly.

I mean, it is quite a feat that you managed to make that arm usable, Marron. I does seem like it would be a really good pillow.

Between you and me, Ette is a little awkwardly shaped to be a mattress, but she is still good for dispensing hugs when sad. Ette is sad'a worst nightmare and possibly the cure to depression. And stuff like that.

Auth quietly waves to Alt when she comes over.

Hey Alt, make sure you dry your hair properly when you're done. We wouldn't want you to get sick. Do you have a towel or hair dryer or something? I can probably find something for you if you don't.

Auth looks at Marron possibly question the validity of his story. She remarks that, while giant entropy butterflies might be commonplace, Auth's story seems a little too far out there to be real.

You intend to leave the Mindscape, don't you? I was planning on inviting Roxxanne over to the Library, to show her around my home, but you're welcome to come too, of course. It's no problem. I should introduce you to my little sister, you two might get along.

Auth thinks.

Well, a pretty lady such as yourself meeting my sister while at the library is a statistical inevitability, she has a knack for finding beautiful women.

Auth reminisces about his home.

The library? Well, on the outside, it looks like an enormous and imposing gothic castle... but on the inside? It's warm, and it's large, and there's books and comfy chairs, and they're readable, and you can get hot cocoa because that's the sort of thing you just do, there are fireplaces... it's homely, intentionally, because it is supposed to feel like a comfortable place to read. I love living there. It's great.

Auth closes his eyes to think when Marron mentions the Libraries she knows about.

The memory Orb cave is probably more similar to the library, Marron. But, you saw that fight, right? The one the Spectres took care of? Well, that was in the remains of a library. In... that place you can't go to. It's a shame that it was destroyed, it really was.

Auth shudders when Tem books are mentioned.

Given my extremely limited knowledge of Temspeak, I'd say those books would be hard to read, to the point of partaking such an endeavour meaningless, as one would need to spend just about as much time reading as one would attempting to translate. I like my books in English. Proper, readable English.

Auth then sighs, before facing Mari.

Mari, you assume I have actually been Genderbent, though. Since our form is affected by the Psych of... Auth Prime, I guess, perhaps he was possessed? Or something, by Lyra? That would make sense to me, and as to why we are now girls.

Auth looks at herself, then.

I think I look pretty. I'll consider suggesting to Auth to summon more spectres like this. Heh.

/wip

Originally posted on 2017-06-04 05:53:00

K11 -> attack hand -> retreat to where i was.

Originally posted on 2017-06-04 14:11:00

move to f11, mindblast libarian to e9

Originally posted on 2017-06-05 01:57:00

Move to J9, whack The Hand, retreat to L9.

Originally posted on 2017-06-05 01:59:00

I move to K14 and use Guardian before anyone moves.

Originally posted on 2017-06-05 17:44:00

<TURN TWO-HUNDRED AND FORTY-EIGHT>

Cyan starts by hugging the GM. He rather suddenly drops dead. A note materializes in the inventory, stating that all attempts to poke the GM will be met with instant death. Cyan is then instantly respawned, with no ill effects, apparently. Emerald then uses the Laws of Safe Teleportation, managing to get himself behind the net of roots. Toast is warped along with him, and begins to continue downwards. There don't appear to be any obstructions in the way, at least for now; keep digging! Emerald also conveys to Mari that he's just making things for fun.

ut: Hm? Really?
ut: Well, whatever. I'll get you... something?
ut: Really, you should probably specify what you want. Otherwise, I'll probably just go and buy computer parts or something.

Roxxanne then suddenly jumps Mari, Marron, and Ette. Marron immediately nopes out upon hearing the worlds "magical stuffs right into your bodies."

tc: There is absolutely no way in gorillaing hell that I am letting you mess with my body.
tc: Or Ette's, for that matter!

Ette, upon hearing her sister, timidly signs that she'd like a bit of an upgrade, but nothing that'd make Marron really angry. Mari, however...

ut: Super awesome powers? I'm listening...
ut: ...If you're serious about this, don't make me more like Chloe. Make me like... a goddess of the storms! Wind, lightning, all that fun stuff...
ut: That'd be AWESOME!

Chloe also happens to be listening in. She quickly brings up something.

ga: Ah, Roxxy...
ga: Could you add a way for me to... "turn off" my flames?
ga: They're awesome and all, but I'm not very keen about the thought of me burning my house down or something when I get excited or happy or feel any sort of strong emotion.
ga: Shouldn't take much effort, I hope. Could you please do it, Roxxy?

Ette then waves things back to Toast, as she says something with her vocal cords and what not.

ct: (No muscles? Eeeeeeee*, you're just like me!)
ct: (And also like sis. What happened to your limbs, Toast? Puppeteering? Black magic? Butterflies? I wanna know!)
[small][small]*director's note: geez signing "eeeeeeee" must be super tedious[/small][/small]
Auth then slaps the gorilla out of some Iti. Well, not "slap", but close enough. Auth treats Marron to a delightful display of military tactics and BULLETS through an inky monitor... that really doesn't work to well. Nonetheless, Marron gets to witness Auth's combat prowess, obliterating all of the Seekers, and massively damaging the Sleeper! It suddenly ditches the idle facade, and begins to rapidly dash around the area, circling in towards Auth and Omo. He then hears a voice.

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Then, a second Sleeper appears! This one also seems to be content with whispering and standing at a distance. Some new Iti also charge in; they look familiar, somehow. Apparently, the sword-ink-people weren't as effective at slaying the Iti as he thought. Most of them are probably dead, though. Even though the horde isn't nearly gone, Marron is impressed with Auth's army.

tc: Not a fighter? Your ink swordsmen seemed to be fine enough fighters.
tc: Even though it looks like a few of them were eaten. Alive. But really, that's amazing!

The two then exchange a bit of idle conversation, Marron constantly being left in a blushy state as Auth compliments every bit of herself, practically.

tc: O-Oh stop! I'm not some sort of "goddess of crafts", hahahaha...
tc: Oh, also, you have a sister...?
tc: I forget if you've talked about her or not. Is she anything like you?
tc: Maybe she'd get along with Ette.

As they continue their conversation, Marron confirms that yes; she intends to leave the Mindscape, and get far, far away from Chaos. Auth then drops a very specific word; the word "pretty". Marron's blushmeter spikes.

tc: W-W-Wait, wait, WAIT.
tc: Pretty...?
tc: Eheheheheheheh...
tc: That'd explain a lot. The compliments, the... flirting...
tc: You... uh...

If she wasn't awkward before, Marron has ascended to become the elemental of awkwardness, akin to how Chloe is now the elemental of fire. She eventually manages to compose herself, before "softly" yelling something out.

tc: You totally want to get into my skirt, don't you?
[small][small]ut: oh shiiiiiiiiii-[/small][/small]
[small][small]tc: (M-Marron! That's... uh...)[/small][/small]
tc: That'd explain a hell of a lot! And, uh, u-uh...
tc: ...N-No gorillaing way, gorillahole.

She awkwardly sits there in silence for what feels like an eternity. Her cheeks are a beacon, outshining the natural glow of the Mindscape.

tc: Sorry. That was a bit... erm, up-front.
tc: ...A-About that library, sorry?

What (probably) follows is the most awkward description of a library to date, and not because of word choice or grammar or anything like that. Marron is barely able to speak, too busy blushing and covering up her face with her hands. Marron doesn't even notice when Toast comes over...

[small][small]tc: ...
tc: ...I'm... ugh, ahhh...[/small][/small]

Mari meanwhile, just giggles at Auth's comment about making more female spectres.

ut: Oh man, aren't you already having girl trouble?
ut: Go make some lady versions of yourself. A ton of them. It'll be hillarious.
ut: "Love triangle except it's not a triangle and there's hundreds of inky spectres." I see it now.
ut: Also, FYI, you're not that pretty. Like if Marron's a... erm, let's be generous and give her a 5 / 10...
[small][small]tc: ...Oh come on. I'm at least a 7 or something. I may be kinda weak and frail, but I'm not butt-ugly.[/small][/small]
ut: ...I'd give you a... 3 / 10? That's also being generous.

She snickers, and soon shuts up so that Marron won't shoot her in the gut or something.

<BATTLE: THE SPHERE, TURN THREE>
Looks like WARE himself is back now! Keep beating down on those Glyphs! Things won't get easier as the fight goes on; in fact, it seems like it'll only get deadlier and deadlier...

Originally posted on 2017-06-06 01:13:00

i move to i5 and poke the CR glyph

Originally posted on 2017-06-06 02:34:00

Seconds/Minutes in the past (but not many)...
Alt decides to explain the story of how she lost her arms...

"I suppose I need to go kind of far back to give context. I hope you're prepared for a bit of a tale." She pauses for a moment, giving Ette a chance to get comfortable, if necessary. Else, she continues. Nestled in the deepest reaches of space, there exists a sun, and around it, there exists a planet. Between. I've lived there for my entire life, and it's... well... it's amazing! Between ancient ruins, massive forests, volcanic plains, there is so much to explore. The only problem is that I've been alone there. Sure, there's your standard nature spirits and magical dolphins, but they don't have a lot to say, really :/. To keep myself occupied, I'd started a bunch of projects I'd never thought I'd finish, and one of those projects was this thing."

Alt holds her left arm up. She lowers it, and continues to speak.

"I never really thought I would end up using it, but look where we are now. While exploring one of those ruins I mentioned, I'd gotten it crushed underneath one of those massive stone slabs people just have lying around and... uh, I don't really need to explain the rest, do I? ...My other arm was an entirely different story."

She holds up her crystal arm for inspection.

"This came into being after an accident with magic. After a heckton of frustration with it, I eventually tried experimenting through trial-and-error. With the type of magic I was using, this was incredibly dangerous, but I was kind of done with caution entirely at that point. No less than three trials in, I managed to get a shard of this stuck in my palm. I think Toast already explained how it grew into this thing though, so that's that."

She pauses, "Wow, that explanation went for a lot longer than I expected it to. I probably could have just said 'magic and boulders'..."

Meanwhile, in the present...
Alt smiles wryly, "Auth! If you keep hitting on women like this, you're gonna start to build yourself a reputation for it."

~~

Future!Toast continues to hack away at the splinters, periodically hopping up to the surface to dispose of lose matter. (3) Suddenly, she begins to rises off the ground, sparking with power and speaking in the ancient tongue of the Old Mages!

She shouts, "By the power invested in me as siezer of this thread's 5000th post, I hereby banish thee, obstacles!"

To the uninformed viewer, it may seem as if Toast was trying to 5000th post her way down to the Mythril. Of course, the Old Mages were quite a wacky lot. Usually, hat they said was meaningless. If it did have meaning, it would usually be completely unrelated to what they were talking about. Instead, the power of the 5000th post rushes onto everyone's heads- both mindscapers and NPCs.

They are now wearing sombreros on top of their hats. All of them. Including me. Including you. Literally everyone is wearing a sombrero. Even TOFS has a tiny sombrero. This will happen after everyone has done their RP stuff, unless they state otherwise. This is incredibly silly.

~~

Toast moves to H18, then EQUIPS THE OMEGA SOMBRERO. YES.

She mutters to herself, "gorilla, this is going to hurt like hell, isn't it? Ire, if you think one of those snazzy shields could help me not die painfully from this, I'd appreciate it."

She uses the Memento Orb, targetting the EN Glyph!

Originally posted on 2017-06-06 03:08:00