And this marks the day where chaos hit 5000 posts. Huh.


Battle: Oppy moves to N11, uses splinters to screw over the TW Glyph's divine shield effect, then retreat to N12.


RP stuffu: He decides that in terms of talking about things to Chloe... Sure, might as well drop a descriptor of what his maybe-friend was like. Thus, he coughs to signal to Chloe that he's about to begin with the description, then takes a moment to think of what he'll say.

"EN would be a her, yes. To be more specific, all of the small number of them left are female. The one I know of in particular would be number... nine hundred and thirteen, if memory serves correctly, but that's something of a moot point if there's none left with a number below 700. There hasn't been a way of building more of them that I'm aware of, and that's exactly what the people from their alternate earth are looking into, since that one seems to be constantly facing the threat of eldritch invasions. Heh. They seem to be doing fine as-is, though I can understand their concern."

"913 herself? Bit of an odd lass, even for their standards. She's just a little shorter than I am, and yet from what I can gather, her... unique ability of sorts revolves around just pulling out a lot of guns from I don't even know where. Miniguns, rocket launchers, grenade launchers, laser beams, cannons, she even made a few random unique weaponry if necessary. And on top of that, she's way tougher than most things her size would normally be. Not sure how tough yet, since I've not really seen anything come close to putting her down. And yet what she seems to want to do all the time mostly revolves around hanging out with random groups and flirting with damn near everyone..."

He then launches into a physical description of EN herself. At some point, Chloe might overhear him using the phrase "never wears pants", humorously enough. Aside from that, it's the usual description. Grey humanoid with really long hair, weird gun-related powers, super durability, so on so forth.

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

To Do List:

Continue protecting Omo.
Survive Marron's Wrath.
oh wait you did
Prevent Offbeat being Flipped.

FUN BONUS, IN REVERSE ORDER!
Error: Auth.exe has encountered a fatal exception and crashed. Please wait while we search for a solution.

On the field, as unreasonable as it seems, Auth's eyes gloss over. Everything on his(her?0 body begins to shake. And then, their legs shake so much that they give way, and Auth begins to fall over.

Then. They flip onto N6, anime style. Their eyes have lit up again.

Uh, uh... oh, nice outfit! Wait, no, don't get distracted, this is important. Um, hi everyone!

Auth's eyes have turned completely yellow. His hair has gone from blood-re to strawberry blond. Hid eyes dash around the place, seeing the entire battlefield.

Um, I'm Offbeat! I'm one of Lyra's sisters, and I've been in... I think his name was Auth's... body for a while, helping him out.

She looks incredibly awkward.

I-I wouldn't worry, everything is fine up here!

She points to her head, and laughs awkwardly. She sneaks over to Lyra.

(Lyra help me nothing is fine I think there is something wrong with Auth. I think Roxxanne doing that thing to WARE affected him)

So, uh...I'll be taking over for him! Hah hah, it will be fine, just like he never left! So, uh...

What were we doing again? I only remember up to the point where I say everything is fine but it isn't.

Offbeat swings Auth's sword in a wide arc, hitting Lyra with a large, bulky blob of ink, and Cosmogone, before sending another two arcs, in Cosmogone and Apocyan at Roxxanne. Then, Offbeat leans back and forth, on the spot, against the pillar. She takes her hat off, waving it, revealing two yellow fox ears on her head, on Auth's head. Given the way the back of her coat is bulging, it's implied that she has a yellow fox tail underneath, too.

Actually, given the way she's hugging the Pillar...

Hide me from her, it's Sadie! She's possessing that girl! I have attempted to appease her using Auth's weapon but please don't hurt me!

She seems afraid of Roxxanne.

MEANWHILE, IN ZONE ONE WITH MARRON.

Oh, and Auth was going so well, too...

Oh, thank you, Miss Marron, but the only reason they are so good at fighting is cause they're just ink, as oppose to being the real me. Technique is the easy part, having the strength to do things with it is harder, and I am not really that strong. I have considered seeing if a temporary "ink Augmentation" or something of the like is possible but I haven't had a chance or excuse to try yet.

Auth laughs when Marron says that she isn't some "goddess of crafts".

Are you sure, Miss Marron? Who knows, with a little bit of practice, who's saying you couldn't be?

I kid, I kid. I think I mentioned Alicia once. She isn't like me, I don't think. I'd say she's... more like Roxxanne, I guess. She's capable of potent magic, and she's upbeat and energetic... well, more like hyperactive. She's emotional and loud. I have a photo of her here.

From one of the many pockets of Auth's coat, Auth produces a photo. Auth is being hugged by a girl almost as pale as he is, wearing a blue, frilly dress. She has gold hair, tied into two ponytails, and Scarlet eyes. Her canine teeth, similar to Auth's, are elongated.

I think Ette and Alicia would get along. Alicia tries to get along with everyone.

Auth's frankly rather be banal chat with Marron was interrupted when Marron...

M-Miss Marron? "Wait wait wait wait wait wait" what?
The compliments explain what?

Poor naive Auth, oblivious to the effects of his words.

Flirting? Is that what I was doing? I admit to complimenting you, but that's because I thought I was being a good friend...

And then Marron "softly" accuses Her of trying to get in her skirt.

Marron, please calm down. That's not what I'm doing, I'm just trying to be a friend, and you've leapt to a conclusion that, in this case, is incorrect. If that was my intention, Marron, I would have made that significantly clearer. And if you don't believe me, I believe Ette agrees with what I've said.

Auth looks with pleading eyes at Ette, and then signs to her.

(I'm sorry, Ette. I appear to have heavily flustered your sister. Forgive me, for it was not my intention. Could you please help me convince her of this, please?)

I'm sorry, Marron, my actions have caused you to interpret them as coming onto you. Please forgive me.

Auth pleas to Marron. And then gives her attention to Mari.

Oh, come on, Mari, I'm not into that. Also, Mari, what do you mean "girl troubles", I don't get it?

Poor Auth. He's on the receiving end of everyone today.

But a ton of Lady Auth's? I think I could get away with that-

THe Ink Spectre ripples.

I just had a horrible feeling and I don't like it. SOmething may have happened to Auth...

The SPectre's eyes display the Battlefield but inverted as she watches Roxxy flirt super hard with WARE.

Oh. Oh dear god. I'm only made of ink and watching that hurts my chest.

Then Mari comments, calling her a three.

A three? O-oh come on. I thought I was prettier than that... how about Lyra, then?

If Lyra isn't marked a three, Auth is going to call so much bullshit on Mari. She has an identical frame and build, the only difference is outfit and hair-colour, a different mark is stupid (unless mari hates the colour yellow).

Then, finally, the Spectre turns to Alt.

[color+#5300a9]Miss Alt, that wasn't very funny. That wasn't what I was doing...[/color]

MEANWHILE, IN THE ZONE FIVE LIBRARY.

Auth looks around, before calling out with his voice...

54 68 61 6e 6b 73 2c 20 4d 72 2e 20 48 65 78 61 64 65 63 69 6d 61 6c 20 70 65 72 73 6f 6e 2e 20 49 27 6d 20 62 65 69 6e 67 20 64 65 61 64 20 73 65 72 69 6f 75 73 2e 0d 0a 0d 0a 4b 69 6c 6c 69 6e 67 20 61 6c 6c 20 74 68 65 20 49 74 69 20 77 61 73 20 74 68 65 20 70 6c 61 6e 20 66 72 6f 6d 20 74 68 65 20 67 65 74 2d 67 6f 2c 20 74 68 65 79 20 6c 6f 6f 6b 20 6c 69 6b 65 20 74 68 65 79 27 76 65 20 62 65 65 6e 20 70 6c 61 67 75 69 6e 67 20 4f 6d 6f 20 66 6f 72 20 61 67 65 73 2e

Auth sighs, and clenches his fist again, summoning more spectres...

Or not? His clenching fist seems to have had no effect.

Zombies, eh? Much more durable than I imagined at first. Well, I'll just show you what I can do if I get a little bit creative with my abilities.

Then a few dozen Iti lose their heads. Seemingly spontaneously, their heads just... fall off. Their bodies crumple, as they die from being decapitated. Then, Ink Spectres, resembling ninja, seemingly apparate from nowhere. The smirk on Auth's face should tell exactly what happened.

Invisible Ink... Spectres. Perfect for stealth missions where being seen is not an option.

Then, a clopping sound echoes through the library. In a variety of armour sets, mongol to knight, modern to mere wood, with a variety of weapons, from cutlasses to scimitars to revolvers to assault rifles, appearing with a splash of ink, are a large cavalry unit. Actually, large doesn't begin to describe, these guys could form an army of themselves.

With the Sleeper running around, the Spectres upon horses, with their increased mobility, chase after the moving one. They lob arrows from a distance, fire bullets closer at it, or catch up and hack away at its legs. They seemingly care highly about felling the moving sleeper, that they want it completely destroyed.

Auth nods behind her, to the Spectres wielding shields. They salute, before deforming. They reform themselves into a single, plated, spiked dome around Omorika. The spikes look slike they could have done a number on maybe that chair-mech, if it was around. The spikes re huge and populous. Veins streak acros, in a whole bunch of colours. The Neathbow, and normal colours too.

The inside of the dome displays the outside of the dome, with the Iti and the Spectres littered everywhere. Auth has an idea, for a new unit. He focuses on the Spectres, forming ones with red veins all across them on the outside. They run super fast at the Sleeping Sleeper, latching on, and erupting into bright red light... before...

They erupt like a bomb! The ink batters the Sleeper with a force high enough to blow off limbs! It's silent, to allow Omo to rest, but it's highly damaging to it. The rifles al concentrate their fire on the SLeeper that had explosions all over it, in an attempt to turn it into a whispering corpse. The swordsmen slink away, to get into position to deal with lesser Seekers. Their blades cut through Iti when they charge, relentless and unfeeling.

Other Seekers keel over as well, as Auth shifts the ink inside them to become toxic. When the Iti die, the ink, green veins cutting through it, seeps out of the corpse of the Iti and copies their form and abilities, making it seem as though there were Iti that had turned on their own kin. They cut through Iti like the Iti themselves would, to sow confusion enough to get them to turn against themselves.

Auth proceeds to snap her fingers, after the anarchy begins. A smirk crosses her lips.

Let us try this!

The dome shrinks in on itself, slightly. Outside, the spikes shoot out of the dome, launching at the Iti all around. At the peak of their arcs, they all erupt into many smaller spikes. They impale the Iti indiscriminately, including the... Ink-i? Let's call them that. A couple gain enough ink to evolve. And that they do, resembling the Sleepers around the room. The new Ink Behemoths begin doing as Sleepers do, and whisper at the Iti, as they tear into the lesser beasts around. The dome shrinks, retaining its previous force, and growing new spikes.

In the ensuing Anarchy, Auth summons a pedestal near Omo's sleeping body. Auth places the Broken Circlet upon it, carefully.

I should ask her about this after the battle.

Then, she sends out further more spectres. These have enormous whips, and they have orange veins crossing them. These new whip spectres charge towards the Sleeper being pursued by Cavalry, and they attempt to beat him with the whips, to force him to trip. Some try and pull an Indiana Jones and use their whips like ropes, trying to trip over the running Sleeper so that the Cavalry can have their way.

The Riflers split their fire between the two important targets, the Running Sleeper and the still Sleeper. Their inky shot invariably flies true, wounding the sleepers even more. The swordsmen aren't sleeping either, intentionally seeking out ant Seekers to put their swords in them. Wounded and casualty litter the ground, solely of the Iti, as the Spectres being made of literal ink means their bodies are easily repaired of any and all damage.


The commander spectre, still the only one properly covered through this, sits comfortably in her dome, happily drinking tea and watching the carnage.


Originally posted on 2017-06-06 05:50:00

"Alright, don't say I didn't warn you, Mr. Ire! And if you keep calling yourself WARE I'mma keep calling you Ire anyways!"

Roxxanne proceeds to get into a pose so cute and so near-automatic that you figure she must have been practicing it for the express purpose of cuteness, with her giggling. Roxxanne proceeds to happily bounce to L4, but she does this with an atypical slowness, as if she just found the cutest guy at school or something cliche like that, and then, as she stops,

...Oh. Oh. Oh good grief.

Zetta, from atop Nightmare Mountain, considers calmly reaching for the brain bleach.

Roxxanne is blowing Kisses right into WARE. The kisses are apparently magical and weird enough to harmlessly impact WARE before poofing in a shower of glitter.

Multiple people question the sanity of both Roxxanne and the guy writing this.

After Roxxanne cements ZANNE WAREUDO as a ship (and yes that is the ship name), and as shipping wars sprout everywhere in Dimension 953 over the existence of it and its clash with Roxxor, Buildanne, Roxxetta, Roxxazz, Alphanne, Mainfranne, Roxxby, the super-gross Roxxalind, Marianne, Xavianne, Roxxarron, Roxxette and the unforgettable Roxxcake, as well as the debate over if Roxxanne (or IRL Tazz) is deliberately Reverse Harem seeking at this point, she actually reveals that she's using the rest of her legitimate movement action to move over to L4. She uses Splinters on the CR glyph to proc the Divine Shield (I swear to good grief that Splinters are the most used item in DTG: Chaos by far), then...

"Yo, Snow Lyra and your Seven Splits! Give me your cuteness power or whatever to smash this Glyph in the face!" Roxxanne said. "Better not have my biffie Ire-senpai unrestrained, after all, colon three."

Zetta is definitely reaching for the brain bleach now. Mind, in his case, that's not so much select memory removal as it is straight suicide.

Lyra complies, as painful as it must be for poor Angel to write about it. (I enjoy your pain Angel, I drink your tears). Roxxanne is slapped in the face with, presumably, a fan burning red.

...Nothing happens.

"Heeeeeeeeyyyy! Lyra, get someone to refund your special, nothing happened!" Roxxanne pouts.

Then, Roxxanne grabs her head with both of her hands, and then, well, oogh. That looks painful, with all the blood spraying everywhere, but Roxxanne has abruptly gained fox ears, and her hair is now burning red in the same manner of Lyra's fan. "Owieowieowieowie! Uh, OK, this is actually kind of painfulLLOWWW!" Roxxanne screams as a tail of foxhair abruptly bursts out of her backside.

After Roxxanne gets over the sudden pain, she gets a random mirror from nowhere. "...Oh my gosh I look adoriboo, colon thr-" It is at that point that-without real warning-a second tail bursts out of Roxxanne's backside. "Uh what."

Roxxanne quickly gets an idea and pulls out a book on Kitsune lore, which of course she carries around because Lyra exists. "...OK, a tail for each hundred years. Got it. But, wait, Lyra is magical and all but she isn't anywhere near that old last I checked, and by that token Sadie even less so-" Roxxanne quips as a third and fourth tail apperate with even less fanfare than before. "-oh, bugger, this is leaving the realm of the obvious. Oh, wait... Kitsune are... Fox spirits? Wait. Fox spirits." Roxxanne says as two new tails join the fun(.gif) and everyone goes insane over waifuism on a discord channel. "Oh, that makes perfect sense then, that would be like, the age of the soul. I guess that would work funnily for Daemons, considering how weird time is in the Netherworld... To say nothing of myself personally. Reincarnation, I guess..." Roxxanne says as she gains a grand total of eight tails. Eight! And they're all red.

Roxxanne puts the book back into hammerspaceland, feeling happy with herself. "OK, glad that's at least making sense, now, I guess, if she's inhabiting my body it's kind of rubbing off on me weirdly? Or maybe she just always had nine tails and it's working differently on me. I think it makes sense now? Well, now-"

Roxxanne's body spazzes in a sense that doesn't quite make physical sense. Her tails twist like kinked wires and her arms go into her chest and back out again before a merciful reversion to normal. "Ow! owowowow! Uh.... Oh. Oh my. Uh. Excuse me," Roxxanne says, suddenly gesturing to a door. That door wasn't there before. "I need to go, like, to the bathroom."

Roxxanne proceeds to rush into the window beside the door, breaking it and falling into the mystery random room that just appeared. The glass reassembles itself, and to your dismay, or perhaps mercy, it's fogged.

There is a sudden ghastly noise. There is a sudden ghastly silence. There is a sudden ghastly noise. There is a sudden ghastly silence.

"...Oh, hello there~" Roxxanne says, happily having materialized without any visual indication whatsoever back in the middle of things, a full set of Nine tails blatantly obvious. And far, far more blatantly obvious. Roxxanne's hair has grown considerably and turned cherry red, she is now wearing long scarlet stockings and... OK, actually that's it. That's the only other thing that changed. Apparently Roxxanne considers long hair and long socks to be really charming. Her voice, while within her natural pitch, has been toned down far enough to be of an entirely different character-far less annoying/cutesy and more... Queenly. She's certainly got an odd look on her.

Roxxanne proceeds to proc her special upon the CR glyph, then punch it once. Then, she moves to N7, suggestively winking at WARE. "Ire, I'll be honest with you. I reaaaallllly like you. Or at least your personality, I mean. Very charming. So heroic. Trust me-from experience, it's much harder to fight against madness than you think. It's a fight I have to deal with every day now, with a certain piece of filth occupying my mind... And I don't mean Sadie, either... I would be really unhappy if you really have to die, and in your position you're the one most likely to ask for it. I cannot stand that anymore! I'm fine with pain, I'll make it hurt, especially where you ask-ah! Mph. But seriously, I've had enough of the whole 'kill or be killed' mentality about this place. If I can't find a way to set you free... How am I supposed to do it outside of the Mindscape?... OK, I can't do that anyways. The odds of that are extremely low. But I can set the example by which the one outside might be spared. What's Chaos' life now, if you're what he will become later? I can't stand that, Ire. Anything to make you able to fight back against that thing and kill it rather than having us kill you, please! If anything exists, even if it's slim and stupid. We need that information, if you have even the slightest idea!"

(just for Ire convenience: Roxxanne moves to the space, Lyra does her whole action on Roxxanne and retreats, Roxxanne does her actions, Roxxanne retreats.)

Temmie Roxxanne shares the same cutesy face, winking in WARE's direction every-so-often, as it too moves to L4, doublepunches the CR glyph as well, and then moves to N5. "Sadie and I have an arrangement that we kind of jointly deal with the 'main' body and keep it that way. So don't worry everyone, your favoritier cuteness Roxxanne is still here, colon three!"

She throws an additional look at Authbeat and just rolls her eyes. "Auth's such a worrywart. Or really jealous. I can't tell which. Just slap him a bit."

The Scale Serpent is much simpler, opting to give their master a good deadpan stare for their silliness, and just bites the Glpyh by moving to L4, with Entropic Fang. It'll then move to L5.

The Glitch Skeleton will casually stay where it is and snip the CR glyph.

The preexisting Temmie Flake massses explode onto a Wall and a WARE, the latter of which is utterly useless. The Temmie Hero opts to just chill and Guard instead of trying to fling out more flake masses.

@Toast: Use your special to proc an autorevive, then stand as far away from everyone else as possible and blow up the EN-glyph with the Mementos Orb. If all fares well, you'll be able to Historia next turn and WARE will be grumpy.

----+----

The people over at Zone 1 are spared a similar transformative sequence with Cat!Roxxanne. She simply turns into an eerily black-furred, still red-aura'd nine-tailed fox with all the warning of a ninja and all the squick of a rock (rocks aren't squicky). "... Lyra has a new special, a lot of split personalities, and an obsession with making everyone look like her. But it's a really useful special, and it makes you cute, colon three! In any case, I'll get right on it, Mari. As for you, Marron, I can definitely accommodate by just upgrading your gear. First, though, I think I should address Gladius, because that'll be quick."

"OK, Gladius. I basically made you a Fire Trasncendent with the whole infusion nonsense. Transcendents are like elementals, bar that they weren't initially elementals and wind up on the higher tier of the general list of elementals for it, as you are not going to die of having water splashed on your face, for instance, and it also takes a much purer concept of Fire to turn you into a Transcendant than it would take to create most elementals. This is an important fact to establish," Roxxanne says. "It is important because that's precisely how you are going to get your fire to stop burning other people. You are the fire. And I don't mean you can just shut off the fire nonsense, I literally mean that the fire you generate is a physical part of your body, like your hair, except you can very thoroughly control that fire through your power. It doesn't burn people if you don't want it to, even if they are literally covered in your own flames. You just have to, you know, kind of twist your mind a bit to make it not burn something while burning-it only takes oxygen and the energy that your body already provides it, so it can be made to not burn fuels around it, because it's a part of you. To take it a step farther, it will act in ways that fire blatantly physically cannot do with a little mental prodding. Like, make hearts made of fire in midair without anything to support it. You could take grievous injuries, fall next to a pile of wood, and heal yourself by setting it on fire with a bit of your flames and then, when it's roasting, take back the fire to reconstruct anything missing. You can grow huge by setting off a wildfire and then absorbing the fire. And you can just turn into a big ball of raging fire. Obviously, turning yourself into pure fire has drawbacks-as you actually can have water doused on you in the form of a ball of fire and die of that-but I think you get the point, do you?"

"I'm sorry if that isn't going to work out enough-I think I can so something like you suggest, but I'd find it redundant if you could do so already and just didn't know how. But I've gotta focus on Mari first."

Roxxanne turns towards Mari. "This'll take some time to set up for you. Give me a bit of time. Oh, but... Uh, well, your beastiary entry says you have plot armor, so you'll definitely survive should everything go arwy, but it will hurt. If it succeeds, however... It'll still hurt but then you will feel amazing. And yes, it will look really terrifying. Chloe basically volunteered to get shot with magical railguns. Your situation will be... Similar. Of course, this isn't all that I'm offering you... But, that will come later."

"So, here's how everything is going to work, precisely. Some of it is magical mumbo-jumbo that you haven't heard of yet, but just understand that it means that I know what I'm doing," Roxxanne said. She proceeded to infodump the whole proceedure and its workings upon Mari, as well as the likely results, both at success or failure, and reassured her as much as possible that she definitely would not die-it would hurt to the unholy nine hells but she would not die.

----+----

ZONE 1: THE EDGE.

Fox!Roxxanne, or Foxxanne, arrives at The Edge, which was not-so-recently nuked by an H-Bomb and thus deprived of everything. Foxxanne first blatantly defies her biological limitations by reaching back with one of her legs and plucking a hair from her centermost tail, then setting it on the ground. This hair magically poofs into a brand new Roxxanne. Foxxanne saunteers off to go watch Cupcake, while the new Roxxanne cracks her hands and gets to work.

Roxxanne pulls out the Infinite Power Generator, 10 bars of Cobalt, 5 snowballs, 50 exp orbs (contained until ready in a glass jar) and 100 units of Glitch Gel, as well as the Metal Umbrella and the Pulse Rifle. She also burns 2 pieces of gold to buy 100 wire bits and 100 pieces of Redstone, which she shall use here. Finally, as miscellanious bits, Roxxanne takes a few blocks of cobblestone and places down six; three into a central tablet with a raised bit, serving as a stone bed for Mari, and a pile about three blocks away, where she rests and aims the Pulse Rifle directly at the stone bed, followed by a bit raised a block higher than where the Pulse Rifle is (serving to simultaniously take the kick of the weapon). Roxxanne pulls out a drill and proceeds to hollow out the core of this tower, creating a square cobblestone casing for a lot of wiring.

Roxxanne proceeds to take a shovel and levels the place out to create a flat, 13 by 13 square unto which the central stone bed's middlemost block is the absolute center. This should remind you of the setup that Roxxanne used to super-empower Gladius, though the format would be different, as lacking two ultra-strong artifacts of fire, Roxxanne will have to do something that was somehow even more prone to failure on its own, disregarding how failure would either nuke the equipment out of existence or nuke poor Mari right out of all of her hitpoints, bar one of course. Roxxanne's crazy plan, in absence of an Origin Blaze Rod-like, was to magically empower a thunderbolt to twice the level of the Origin Blaze Rods, aka the par of what Roxxanne used on Chloe. Which was naturally insane enough without then permanently infusing that power into Mari head-on. She had her ways, though.

Roxxanne outlined the area she would work in primarily. Unlike before, Roxxanne went circular, creating a roughly even circle around the central stone bed, upon the very 'southernmost' edge of which stood the setup for the Pulse Rifle, with a line from the northernmost edge connecting to the bed. Roxxanne tapped her tails to the ground-at once the entire circle had inch-deep cracks in the dirt, each lining up to a great length of magical runes, most representing 'acceptance,' 'fusion,' or 'absorbation.' She proceed to take a majority of the Glitch Gel and have it fill these cracks, creating a circle filled with glitch-runes. The few runes that weren't for the purposes of fusing things were for the purposes of activating the other runes if a sufficient surge of energy pulsed through. Roxxanne made sure to fill these runes with the redstone powder.

Roxxanne proceeded to go to the southernmost point on the circle, where the setup with the Pulse Rifle was. Roxxanne proceeded to take apart the outer layers of the pulse rifle, to get at the wiring bits that had previously supported its frame and ammunition, and reassemble it to be fired under different circumstances. Namely, when a sufficient surge of both sheer electricity and magic was present enough to near-obliterate the thing and everything withing the 13-by-13 circle if it was stored for really any length of time exceeding a second. she also made sure to take out any firing mechanism that involved actual bullets. That would be seriously bad for Mari's health and probably screw up the ritual, leading to the aformentioned lightning blast that would also obliterate the 13-by-13 ritual circle. Roxxanne then expands the Pulse Rifle into the stone casing behind it, putting in new batteries (I suppose that falls under the category of 'wire bits') that were much larger, then connecting them to much fatter wires that lead into the stone casing.

Roxxanne proceeds to start in the stone casing, the real challenge. Roxxanne put in all sorts of large electrical things, mostly for them to handle a ton of energy to be stored and used at once. But no, it couldn't just be simple wiring. Or relatively simple wiring. No, Roxxanne had to incorporate wiring and more Magitek Redstone Sigils, which half of the Wires had to lead to, in order to connect it to the whole ritual circle and thus allow the whole thing to come to life and, you know, work. This also meant that the other wires couldn't interfere with the magical patterns, which were utter pains in the rear to work with-of course, this is why the Cobblestone casing was hollowed out to begin with, because Roxxanne would need a lot of space to put things in.

Midway through the casing, Roxxanne took out the bars of Cobalt. She smelted them down, and proceeded to pour the resulting liquid Cobalt metal around the Metal Umbrella as well as into a long, thin rod. This was part of the plan-Roxxanne would take the Metal Umbrella and use it as a lighting rod that could simultaneously be inlaid with the appropriate glyphs and sigils upon its surface. Roxxanne inspected the final bit. It wouldn't really work as an upgrade-the Cobalt was too hard to flex in the way the metal Umbrella did to fold and unfold as before, making it useless as a weapon. However, it made it excellent for Roxxanne's purposes as a lightningrod, as it's Electric Weakness was a sign of high conductivity. Roxxanne inlaid the Cobalt with the appropriate glyphs-mostly of fusion as before but also of lightning and electricity. She finished them off with touches of Redstone to help out. She then inlaid the rod of the Umbrella with more wires, which would connect to the mess of wires below, in the Cobblestone Wire Casing, and be used as the primary soruce of the whole system's power. An entire system of lightningrod, magic amplification and wiring just to make that Pulse Rifle go utterly bonkers.

Once Roxxanne was sufficiently satisfied with the internal workings, Roxxanne stepped back a bit and pulled out the jar of EXP orbs. Roxxanne thoroughly enjoyed how Reality was now mildly obliged to listen to her silly demands on-demand. Roxxanne snapped her fingers, and at once the form of the EXP within fluctuated rapidly, and quickly reformed into tasty-looking glowing berries. Roxxanne proceeded to take out all the Berry-form EXP, or Berrexp, and then put them into a juicer. Results are predictable-liquid EXP. The solid form of an EXP orb wouldn't suffice. It needs to be more conductive.

Roxxanne returned to the Pulse Rifle with the liquid EXP, and pulled out a tome of Enchant Weapon. Roxxanne had been making special use of the Enchant Weapon spell for a while now, so she really knew how this spell worked. Roxxanne pulled out a small magical tuner, which looked a bit like a screwdriver and a bit like a needle. Roxxanne imprinted the runes of Enchant: Lightning upon the weapon, mostly around the barrel, using the liquid EXP, which quickly solidifed into a peraly form upon the barrel-but a pearly, spherical form that looked far more neat than if she just jammed in the orbs. Roxxanne was very well satisfied with her work here; there was enough magical power regarding infusement of lightning on the weapon. Back to the bed, Roxxanne proceeded to etch in tons of runes relating to the fusion of lightning and glitch, the fusion of lightning and consciousness, and so on, onto the side-things that would ensure Mari withstood and survived her transformative experience. But not onto the top of the bed. Definitely not.

On the top, Roxxanne tapped her tail, and the bed rotated a bit into the ground, tilting up ever-so-slightly. Roxxanne then tapped the bed again with a different tail; the bed's cobblestone suddenly dipped inwards, creating a small natural place for Mari to rest. Roxxanne tipped it a third time, and in this dip a few deeper dips were placed, around where Roxxanne would suspect Mari's hands would be. Roxxanne etched yet more magical runes into there-more runes of Enchant Weapon: Lightning, of course. Roxxanne proceeded to pull out the snowballs and put them into the deeper dips, and then wave over them with her hands-they instantly melted into water at her command, which rested in the deeper dips in the stone. Mari would put her hands, feet and head into the water, who's conductivity would help basically shorten how much work the magic had to do.

Roxanne would need candles. Very, very special candles, not like before with the wax. Roxxxanne pulled out some of the weeds from the inventory as well as seven wires, and proceeded to wrap the weed around the wires, using the scent as insence. No, its' not that kind of weed, and it would not get anyone high, but it still had a scent. Roxxanne then proceeded to pull a trick she had done before-using Sapsplash on some holes in the ground, which she beforehand filled and cased, then using a weakened Iceblast to freeze up the sap into candles. Roxxanne, however, substituted the wicks for the weed-wrapped wires, creating seven Spark Candles. Roxxanne proceeded to carve into the sap the required magical attunements for Enchant Weapon: Lightning. She would put in the tiniest pinch of Redstone to the top to activate it and turn the thing into a candle of wire-but she needed to be totally, absolutely ready for that.

There was one last thing for the cobblestone casing that she really wanted to reserve for last. Roxxanne proceeded to make a hole in the back of the wiring casing wherein she would set in a specific device. The Infinite Power Generator. You'd think that this alone would be sufficient for the entire needs of the operation, but noooooooooooooo, it was nowhere near infinite enough, nor stable enough to survive such infinite usage constantly, ergo Roxxanne's plan. However, the Infinite Power Generator had an alternative use, as without it the whole setup would not have near enough power-the Magitek runes were required, but did not transfer energy at an instantaneous rate. Not unless they were really advanced. Roxxanne did not have the ability to operate at the cellular level, so Roxxanne figured that she'd have to compensate-and this was how. Part of Roxxanne's setup was what she would basically call 'meta machines,' which would basically speed up the Magitek runes rate of conversion to the appropriate levels, which would make it strong enough to operate. This would normally be even more inefficient than just having the more complex rune, except, Roxxanne couldn't even make those runes, so Roxxanne instead opted to empower these meta machines with the Infinite Power Generator. She didn't activate it, though. There would only be one activation. The whole thing would basically destroy itself upon firing. It was a one-time setup.

Roxxanne proceeded to check everything over, check her intuition, and finally do one last series of things. She had just merged with a sadistic fox ghost angel and became a very very liminal being indeed, and a very very powerful being as well, attaining some level of Lyra's reality warping. Or some reaction between her newfound bits generated the ability. Roxxanne wasn't sure and didn't care, she now bent reality, and could bend it enough to make this process much easier on poor Mari. And herself. For starters, she needed thunderclouds. If the natural environment wasn't right, Roxxanne simply didn't have enough stuff attuned to the forces of lightning to even consider it. Roxxanne's tails spazzed, growing and bending in ways that looked extraordinarily unnatural, though at least they weren't going through Roxxanne's body, before standing straight up and undergoing a freak growth spurt, rocketing towards the very edge of the sky. Reality around her-or the pseudo-reality that the Mindscape had-fritzed out and spazzed as suddenly, in the sky that looked like a modern artist exploded into giblets after ingesting paint above it, right where her tails were, unmistakably came one of the only clouds that the Mindscape ever saw-and it was black, ominous and crackling with energy. The right kind of cloud. A stormcloud. A stormcloud that Roxxanne controlled. It would only ever strike on command, and because of her lightningrod, only ever there. Roxxanne's tails returned to a normal size. She wondered... What else?

Roxxanne's tails fritzed and twisted and wrapped around her, creating a lotus-like formation. A divine blessing of luck, of course, situated upon the bed. Whoever rested there was going to be very, very fortunate. The tails warped and waltzed around her, and suddenly the stone felt like cushion to the head and body, and it would feel soft despite being hard. The tails twisted around in unnatural formations; magic itself suddenly bent like wires, as otherwise invisible matrixes and patterns suddenly warped in the general area. The glitch gel, the redstone, almost the whole setup started glowing ever-so-subtly, charged with magical readiness, ready to act more smoothly. The tails morphed and modified themselves into heart-shapes. That was just because Roxxanne could. Maybe she should share this experience with Lyra. Or not, as Lyra was now a part of her head, for now. She'd know anyways. Maybe.

Finally, she had to do some preparatory casting, to ensure that the whole thing was ready to go. "Mundi potestate, et auribus percipite verba mea auribus meis imperium? Ego sum, et in nomen, Yamata non Orochi, et vos interrogo omnes qui venturus est tempestas quae erit parata erit!" And at once, the whole setup glowed a soft, almost-white light. Yes. That was what she was looking for.

"Mari, I'm ready! We do not have long, so let me just get you over here really quickly!" Roxxanne said, rushing to Mari with copious applications of the Greater Blink spell to speed up the process, then grabbing Mari in her arms and carrying her back with further Blinking. She made doubly sure not to disturb the ultra-important ritual circle that she had made, and calmly rested Mari upon the bed of stone. "Do not move. And I mean it. Do not move. Stay as utterly still as possible. If it doesn't hit you dead in the chest, the backlash will... Well, again. It will not kill you, but it will hurt so, so much."

Roxxanne made sure Mari was not going to be moving-mostly just by making sure she had really gotten it-and then began. "Mundi potestate, et auribus percipite verba mea auribus meis imperium? Ego sum, et in nomen, Yamata non Orochi, et neminem ante me non rogabitis quod generetur per infusionem, obliteratis per omnia vim tempestatis pati possent!"

An odd sensation became present to the two nearby-and anyone nearby, which would be utterly stupid as whoever was going to be nearby that wasn't named 'Mari' was going to be fried, and Mari might be fried too. The hairs stood on end. The air felt thinner, somehow, and the scent of ozone was easily detected. The cloud above, somehow, darkened to near pitch black.

"Confundantur et furore militiam caeli et formam istius iussu I-Yamata Nemo Orochi et facere sicut fulgur mortale excedit seipsum!"

It was getting worse. The Clouds were getting worse. The storm much faster. The wind was howling, and the scent of ozone was much stronger. You could taste it, even. Roxxanne's tails fritzed for the slightest second and stayed steady. The runes started to light up in response to her chanting.

"Incipiamus ergo lex! Fiat caelum et caro quia unio est furor!"

The runic circle, starting with the bit at the end of Mari's bed, started to light up. It crackled light lightning-visibile balls of lightning as well as eternally crackling waves of energy-started to course along the path of the glitch gel, creating a scene that Mari was explicitly instructed not to look at directly, nor anyone else, lest they like seizures. Meanwhile, the cloud above finally started raining-a drop here, a drop there, testing its paint against the world that had never seen real rain and would now coat the shattered world like a masterpiece of artwork. The sky had turned to a pure black boil of clouds. The energy was worse as the glitch wall started to reach the end.

"Quia omnes habent potestates, omnia per vim leverage ut, quod omnes cantus aestimari potest, quod nunc dicam saeviente tempestate deducere ritu signum; Dona autem et potestas et usus!"

The rain worsened as Roxxanne uttered these words-turning from the lightest of falls to a force more fitting for some warrior bearing down upon his foe with a battering ram. Roxxanne seemed totally unfazed at the chaos. And then, right when the glitch wall hit the cobblestone casing that had contained the wiring and the lightning rod-suddenly, then, there was a sudden ghastly silence, a pause in existence that in any other situation all logic would dictate would be the sign of everything going wrong.

"Terminus omnis caro tempestate absolvat!"

In that moment, the unspeakable black above breaks, giving way to a hole. In this whole is the brightest light Mari may have ever seen in her life, followed by the most powerful noise Mari had ever heard in her life, utterly rending both sight and sound wasted on her. this wasn't even the end, though-in her temporary moment of blind-deafness, the metal umbrella above, the mass of wiring below, the Infinite Power Generator, the Pulse rifle-it all whirred and clicked to life, working in a second of absolute, precise, mechanical harmony to bring forth the singular moment of truth.

Roxxanne was very thankful she wasn't standing in the circle itself, as if the previous massive thunderbolt wasn't intimidating enough, the whole circle basically exploded. A pillar of utter voltage surged upwards to break the sky as Roxxanne was hopelessly knocked backwards. Mari was caught dead center, and assuming Roxxanne had gotten it right, Roxxanne would soon see the fruits of her labors.

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

(yes Ire you should rename HealerX to Dimitri in its entirety)
Well, there's nowhere to go now but Marron X Auth.
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Creo watches Roxxanne flirting with WARE in horror, then shoves a pillow in his face and proceeds to scream into it.
"NO! NO, GOD PLEASE, NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! ROXXANNE YOU BAD KITTY, YOU CHEATED ON AUTH YET AGAIN! HAVE YOU LEARNED NOTHING!? IS THERE NO LENGTH YOU WON'T GO? STOP! CHEATING! ON! AUTH! HE'S BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH! PLEASE, STOP!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!"

Creo disappears, then reappears, walking from the right side of the screen, holding a broken clock. If you watch Filthy Frank, you'd know where this is going.
"IT'S TIME TO STOP! IT'S TIME TO STOP, OKAY? NO MORE! WHERE THE gorilla ARE YOUR PARENTS? WHO ARE YOUR PARENTS? I'M CALLING CHILD PROTECTION SERVICES!
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Creo's Mech moves to G8, makes portals at F7 and L8, then shuffles back to H7.
Dimitri takes the portal right under him, moves to N8, Manacannons TWGlyph, shoots it normalways, then sidesteps to N10.
XHeart moves to F8, uses the portal, then moves to M10.

Originally posted on 2017-06-06 09:39:00

Enerald stares at Roxxanne with a peculiar expression for a second "Nope. Nope. Not saying anything. Just not doing or saying anything about that. Although Roxxor is the best ship" he moves to L5 and throws a knife at the CR Glyph. He also asks Ire for Divine Shield
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Enerald keeps digging
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Enerald tells Mari he doesn't really care what she gets, although souls are something we seem to be using up a lot

Originally posted on 2017-06-06 11:17:00

Chlorin walks over to H5 and boops the CR-Glyph with a Frozen Hallowed Bullet.

A letter appears in the inventory.

Hey guys. It's been a while.
Who am I? I am Redstone Detroxus. Now you might be wondering how the heck am I alive?
I honestly don't know how. I woke up in some kind of workshop, magically alive.
I'm just a normal dude walking around society, taking care of a person and doing my job.
Anyways, let me get to the point.
I'm sorry for every mistake I have done. I didn't know the concept of thinking about your actions.
I was reckless. I took advantage of the wrong things.
I also wanted to be the best. I didn't understand the concept of sacrifice. I wanted to not die and dish out the most damage at the same time.
Now that I look back at it, what I did there was really, really dumb. Like, how does a person choose to say things like that?
Or do things like that? Was I mentally disabled? I don't know!
All in, all, I'm sorry. Truly.
-John "Redstone" Detroxus

Originally posted on 2017-06-06 16:06:00

"There are many quotes I can pull out to respond to you, Roxxanne, and most of them have a surplus of the letter F. I'm pretty sure this is a bad idea, I know this is a bad idea, but...

Well, not like you seem to care about that."

Lyra moves to N6 and

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FATAL EXCEPTION IN DTGChaos.exe: Attempted to use an ability when associated entity does not exist (Sadie)

Yeah, I wish. I'm sure you all can guess what the hell happens next.
Welcome... to the Filthy Fox show. If you're feeling suicidal, you've come to the right place, because I wanna [color=#000000]gorillaing kill myself as well.

[big]gorilla YOU! I HATE ALL OF YOU![/big] THIS MAKES ME FEEL ANGERY!

...also, here's a map. don't die. [the :cool: purple denotes tiles that have 2 overlapping tiles in Range 3 of each Glyph... what did I say?]



Originally posted on 2017-06-06 16:32:00

I move to F4.

Originally posted on 2017-06-06 18:47:00

DarkSide and TemSide stare blankly, before jointly saying something along the lines of "...I'm just gonna pretend that never happened."
Prime!DarkSide moves to (F5). TemSide stays put.
They jointly use Turn() and swap to Table Form.

Originally posted on 2017-06-07 00:13:00

go to I-4, cast ice pillar on 5I, J, and K. I6-K7-J6

Originally posted on 2017-06-07 10:40:00

<TURN TWO-HUNDRED AND FOURTY-NINE>
ut: Oh man, Roxxy's gonna mess up and kill me.
ut: Can't wait.
Toast begins by telling a story to Ette; the story of how she lost her arms and got pretty neato new ones. Ette listens with fascination, poking Toast's arms once she's done with her explanations.

ct: (I'm sorry to hear about your limbs. But hey; at least you have fancy shiny new ones!)
ct: (Oh a few quick questions for you, Miss Toast!)
ct: (First... could you help maybe improve sis's arm? It's all limp and floppy, and while I'm fine with that, Marron has expressed that she'd enjoy having an elbow at times.)
ct: (We don't have much metalworking or wiring skills; really, the most we can do is bend metal until it kinda resembles something.)
ct: (And second... do you want to finish up your arm? Mari seems like she's capable; maybe she could help you? We also have the materials, too!)
ct: (It'd be cool to give you a gift for being there for sis.)

Then she hears Toast's comment about Auth and hitting on women.

ct: (Oh, third question! Do you think sis and Auth would be cute together?)

Marron 'hears' this, and gives Ette a look that radiates the emotion of "wtf, sis". Ette places a hand over her mouth and pretends to giggle in response. Oh, and then Toast abuses the power of the 5,000th post, and banishes the obstacles! The obstacles of fashion! Out of thin air, a bunch of sombreos materialize upon everyone's head. Everyone is left bewildered.

ga: ...Eh?
ga: It's not taco nigh-
ga: Oh wait it's on fire uhhhhh

One sombrero is promptly tossed in the lake before it can burn to ashes. Marron takes the sombrero, shrugs, and plops it back on her head. It's far too big for her.

tc: Toast why do I have a sombrero

...Everyone has obtained a sombrero for whatever reason! 43 Sombreros obtained. They're all glowing with power; that's a good sign, right? Whatever it is, they're probably above-average crafting materials that can fit in any recipe. Also, there's one more sombrero that has materialized on Toast's head. Omega Sombrero obtained! Then, the Operative describes EN to Chloe. She's with him all until he mentions that she doesn't wear pants.

ga: Wait, never wears pants? That hardly seems relevant.
ga: But, uh... she sounds interesting. Sounds kinda like Nia. She's a huge flirt, heh. I mean, she's like Nia besides the parts where she's a robot packed with loads upon loads of firepower, and nigh-invulnerability.
ga: So, how about Walter- erm, sorry, Walker? How are they?

Then, the currently-awkward-"couple" of Marron and Auth continue their conversation. Auth tries his hardest to explain to Marron about what he's doing...

tc: O-Okay, sure, sure...
tc: "If I had wanted to get into your skirt, I would've made that far clearer."
tc: You're a romantic, aren't you? Wow.
tc: gorillaing. Creepy.

She grins. The evil, hand-over-mouth grin with snickering.

tc: Say, now...
tc: Aren't you already deeply in love with Roxxanne?
tc: Ooooh. You must be getting friendly with me to make Roxxanne jealous, I bet.
tc: Isn't that what's going on? Hm?
[small][small]tc: You're totally gonna need to work on your smooth talk to land her. Then again, you- no, anyone could settle for better than her.[/small][/small]

Auth is probably freaking out by this point. Before he can say much, she waves her arm and laughs.

tc: I kid, I kid.

While she's laughing, Auth waves to Ette to try and convince her sister that he's not really interested in getting inside Marron's skirt. She bobs her head up and down, shushes her sister, turns her around, and quickly signs her something in private.

[small]tc: Oh come on, he's totally just trying to start a harem or something.
tc: No, he totally is! He's going after Roxxanne, myself, and a girl made of wood. Of freaking WOOD!
tc: I wouldn't be surprised if he started hitting on you or something.
tc: ...
tc: ...I-I mean, no. I don't HATE him for it. Men are weird. Like how Op is totally a masochist.
tc: L-Look, he's trying to lewd me. Plain and simple.
tc: Okay, okay, I'll do a test, geez![/small]

Marron turns away from Ette.

tc: A-Auth, look.
tc: You won't have any success with having your way with me. But, since you're alright, I can forgive you. Um...
tc: L-Look. Are you fine with being friendzoned hard? Because that's what I'm offering to you.

Marron awaits a response, eyes locked with Auth's. Meanwhile, Auth at the Zone 5 Library yells something in hexadecimal. He gets a response.

63 63 3a 20 49 20 75 6e 64 65 72 73 74 61 6e 64 20 6e 6f 72 6d 61 6c 20 73 70 65 65 63 68 2c 20 79 27 6b 6e 6f 77 2e 0d 0a 63 63 3a 20 42 75 74 2e 2e 2e 20 74 68 65 72 65 27 73 20 73 6f 6d 65 74 68 69 6e 67 20 79 6f 75 20 73 68 6f 75 6c 64 20 6b 6e 6f 77 2e 0d 0a 63 63 3a 20 55 6e 74 69 6c 20 49 27 6d 20 64 65 61 64 2e 2e 2e

Auth then continues his iticide, his tactics of calvary and suicide specters slaughtering the new wave of Iti with ease. It also slaughters the previous sleeper, and cripples the new one. The new Sleeper, hit to the ground, unable to really move much, decides to keep whispering. Omo suddenly lets out a scream that pierces the air. With a flick of the arm, the ground morphs, sending spires of wood through every last one of the specters. Only the commanding specter remains. Omo, eyes shut, stands herself up, before floating into the air. Like the Sleepers before her, she too, begins to whisper. Unlike the Sleeper's whispering however, Auth can make it out.

gg: i don't know why this didn't need to happen why why why it didn't need to come to this the flame remains the fire is gone the flame remains the fire is gone the visions were right he was right we will all perish and so will he the murdered the unspeakable the tyrant he must die the program he must die all his fault i don't know why this didn't need to happen why why-

Her voice runs on repeat. Runes float around the girl, and her weapon is drawn. And yet, her eyes remain shut, as if she's oblivious about what she's about to do to poor Auth. As if she was sleepwalking, but only in a far more violent fashion. She manages to produce one legible, normal sounding word amidst all of this.

gg: R-Run...

...Inner WARE's voice returns.

63 63 3a 20 55 6e 74 69 6c 20 49 27 6d 20 64 65 61 64 2c 20 74 68 65 20 70 72 6f 62 6c 65 6d 20 77 69 6c 6c 20 6f 6e 6c 79 20 67 65 74 20 77 6f 72 73 65 2e 0d 0a 63 63 3a 20 54 68 65 20 49 74 69 20 77 69 6c 6c 20 6e 65 76 65 72 20 63 65 61 73 65 2c 20 61 6e 64 20 70 65 6f 70 6c 65 20 6a 75 73 74 20 6c 69 6b 65 20 68 65 72 3b 20 74 68 65 79 27 6c 6c 20 61 6c 6c 20 73 75 66 66 65 72 2e 0d 0a 63 63 3a 20 54 68 65 20 53 6c 65 65 70 65 72 73 2d 20 74 68 65 79 20 77 65 72 65 20 6d 61 64 65 20 74 6f 20 74 61 72 67 65 74 20 68 65 72 2e 20 49 27 6d 20 6c 65 61 72 6e 69 6e 67 2c 20 61 64 61 70 74 69 6e 67 2c 20 65 76 6f 6c 76 69 6e 67 2e 0d 0a 63 63 3a 20 54 68 65 20 49 74 69 20 61 72 65 2c 20 74 6f 6f 2e 20 53 68 65 20 77 61 73 20 74 68 72 65 61 74 65 6e 69 6e 67 20 65 6e 6f 75 67 68 20 74 6f 20 63 61 75 73 65 20 61 20 73 74 72 61 69 6e 20 74 6f 20 65 76 6f 6c 76 65 20 74 6f 20 64 65 61 6c 20 77 69 74 68 20 68 65 72 2e 0d 0a 63 63 3a 20 55 73 69 6e 67 20 68 65 72 20 67 72 65 61 74 65 73 74 20 77 65 61 6b 6e 65 73 73 20 61 67 61 69 6e 73 74 20 68 65 72 3b 20 74 68 65 20 6d 65 6d 6f 72 69 65 73 20 6f 66 20 74 68 65 20 70 61 73 74 2e 0d 0a 63 63 3a 20 49 74 27 73 20 61 20 74 65 72 72 69 62 6c 65 20 74 68 69 6e 67 2e 20 41 6e 64 20 49 20 63 61 6e 27 74 20 73 74 6f 70 20 69 74 2e

And now, .Tazz's post. Oh boy. Given the size of it, I'll be handling it all over here. Besides combat actions, of course. She promptly begins by cementing ZANNE WAREUDO as a ship, blowing kisses at WARE, which explode (harmlessly) on impact. The implications and the absolute disgusting-ness of this reverberate throughout the Mindscape, the sheer disgust of it causing the Temmies to hold an absolutely disgusting brain-bleach sale. The tems make a killing off of profits. She then suggestively winks at WARE, and begins talking.

cc: hi is this meant to be directed at downer me or cool me
cc: Because I'll assume it's going towards cool me, and respond in kind!
63 63 3a 20 41 63 74 75 61 6c 6c 79 2c 20 49 27 6d 20 70 72 65 74 74 79 20 73 75 72 65 20 73 68 65 27 73 20 64 69 72 65 63 74 69 6e 67 20 74 68 69 73 20 74 6f 77 61 72 64 73 20 6d 65 2d
cc: She's really not man-

WARE listens to Roxxanne talk for a bit. He shrugs.

cc: she's talking in stupid so she's probably talking about you

Ire then takes a moment to speak, putting it all in a spoiler due to sheer volume.

cc: ...
cc: You know you're not being edgy by talking like that, right?
63 63 3a 20 73 68 75 74 20 75 70 20 69 74 73 20 74 68 65 20 6f 6e 6c 79 20 77 61 79 20 49 20 63 61 6e 20 73 70 65 61 6b
cc: THAT IS NO EXCUSE MY FREAKIN' FRIENDO

Roxxanne then teaches Chloe exactly what she is. She controls her fire for long enough to jot down some notes, reads over them, then decides to test the concept by lighting her notes on fire. While they initially catch, Chloe manages to prevent anymore more than the edges from burning by focusing as hard as she possibly can on it.

ga: ...I guess it really is that simple, isn't it?
ga: Thanks, Roxx!

She gives Roxxanne a hug, accidentally singeing her for the first few seconds, before quickly controlling herself.

ga: A-Ack! Sorry!
ga: It... It'll take practice, probably.
ga: Gotta learn to think the right way...
ga: But... thanks!

This explanation has a side effect of granting Chloe +25% Fire Resistance on her armor. Roxxanne then explains the process of infusion to Mari. She begins to shake, fear consuming her. Chloe tries to comfort her and reassure her that it'll be fine.

ga: Ah, don't worry, Mari! Sure, it'll sting like hell and you'll seriously wish that you were dead, but the payoff is awesome!
ut: I'm aware of the payoff! It's just that... getting electrocuted to death does not sound like my idea of a good time!
ga: I'll be there, alright? If you're sent into a critical state, I'll slap Roxxanne silly and tell her off, but not before calling a full medical team that includes Auth.
ut: ...Look, I'll be doing it anyway! The pain just isn't appealing! At all!
ut: Like getting stabbed by a tree was seriously gorillaing painful, and getting electrocuted will probably be fifty times worse!
ga: I mean... We could probably put you to sleep or something.
ut: That'd... help. A lot.

Then, at the Edge, Roxxanne tosses a ton of stuff together. This involves the Infinite Power Generator, 10 Cobalt Bars, 5 Snowballs, 50 EXP orbs, 100 Glitch Gel, the Metal Umbrella, the the Pulse Rifle, and 2 gold for some Wire Bits and Redstone. She also uses six cobblestone. While I'd probably attempt to slightly describe what Roxxanne did, I can't do it justice at all and I'd suggest reading it yourself! Anyway, after setting everything up, Mari is blink-spammed to the altar. Chloe follows, making usage of her okay speed to get there in time.

ut: Okay, okay. Sleep. How are we gonna do this?
ga: I have an idea! You won't like it, though.
ut: Oh god. What is-

Mari can't finish her sentence as Chloe clubs her over the head with Sunmade in Gladius Forme, using the blunt bits of the blade. She drops to the ground like a rock, the typical "anime swirls" in her eyes indicating unconsciousness. Luckily for her, plot armor hasn't proc'd. Chloe then pops the lid off a potion, and pours it down Mari's throat just to ensure her safety.

ga: ...That's for spiking me into a tree, damn it!
ga: ...
ga: I'm sorry I know you can't hear me probably but I'm really sorry I didn't mean it aaaaaaa-

Chloe then steps away from the area for her own safety, as Roxxanne sets Mari down on the altar. Watching from about two Area-lengths away, Chloe gets to watch a terrifying storm brew above Mari's limp body. If Mari was conscious, she almost certainly would've simply ran in fear of getting utterly bodied by a single bolt of lightning. But, she can't. She can't even witness the storm above her, or witness the bolt that screams down through the skies, annihilating the entire area and the magical circle itself. All that remains is a girl, shrouded in a coat that pulsates with electrical shocks, who has galestorms curled up around her limbs. She opens her eyes, revealing a storm bottled up within her eyes. She moans something out as she tries to collect her bearings.

ut: C-Chloe... I'm gonna punch you in the face... when I see you again...
ut: U-Ugh...

Unable to really say or do much, Mari sorta floats there, randomly spinning and getting used to her new form. Her body is coated in soot, and her hair is on fire, but other then that, she seems to be okay. Every bit of her being is sparking with electrical energy, little beams of electricity travelling between her fingertips. Her hair, shooting out jolts like a plain old tesla coil, is standing out in all directions, making her look absolutely ridiculous. She wipes an arm over her face, rubbing soot off onto her coat sleeve. Her skin seems to be a dark grey; the color of a storm cloud.

ut: A-At least, this is kinda cool...

Her skin changes back to its old, pale-ish hue. The sparks on her body die down a little. Mari then maneuvers her floating form into position, now 'standing' up in the air. She stretches her aching body, a audible crack filling the air.

ut: S-So. Roxxanne. How do I look?

She derpily floats around in the air, levitating without a care in the world. Mari learned how to have a character sheet, and has obtained a huge power boost! Those 28-damage beams could be a huge asset to the team, hm?

...WHEW. It looks like that's everything in this update. At least, the non-fightdop part, anyway.

<BATTLE: THE SPHERE, TURN FOUR>
WARE is officially triggered, and has learned how to have more move slots, and a fun passive that makes attacks that move through Ice Pillars even more deadly. And other walls, for that matter. There's also a hidden passive that probably relates to Roxxanne somehow. Have fun dealing with those!

Originally posted on 2017-06-08 01:23:00

Alt replies to Ette, in the language known as English, "In response to your first question: Sure. Not sure how I'd go about doing that, but I think I can find a way. As for my arm... I don't see why not. I haven't been able to do it myself, since metalworking with one arm is basically impossible. Although... I'd prefer to see it on prime Toast. After all, it's her timeline, not mine. If I go back to my timeline after all this is over, then I'll see what help I can get there."

She smiles warmly, before moving onto Ette's next question where she falters, Well, uh. I've never really lived in a society so I don't know how to answer that. Auth is... I mean, he's okay but well, they... I don't know I mean I guess they kind of not really... but Marron is well, maybenoIdon'tknow. Oh-hey-look-is-that-my-blood-it-appears-to-be-malfunctioning-brb."

Her rambling suddenly halted by the sudden appearance SUDDEN SOMBREROS. She pulls to sombrero over her face to mask the 'blood malfunction'. Marron asks about the sombreros, and gets a muffled response from Alt, "(The real question is 'why didn't you have a sombrero before?')"

~~

After being buffed by Auth, Toast moves to F12, chainsaws the CR Glyph, then dashes over to E12.

Fallen Angel > Manifest > Ashes.

Originally posted on 2017-06-08 05:07:00

Let's do some work.

Offbeat preempts Temside dashing through the portal by... jumping through the Portal herself. To do this, she moves onto M8, and steps through the Portal. Assuming that she cannot remain on a Portal Square, she ends up on E7. From there, she spins, sending out four arc of ink. Cosmogone and Peligin fly out at Toast, and Apocyan and Gant fly at Darkside. She then spins like a top back through the portal, back onto M8.

ONTO THE OTHER IMPORTANT THING IN THE LIBRARY

I guessed as much, but you were speaking in hexadecimal. I decided to respond as such in turn, rather than using ASCII. Oh well. What's going to happen until you're dead, this is probably important.

Auth thought everything was going well. All the troops were working in unison, Iti were dying, Omo was in no danger. The old Sleeper was felled. The new one was crippled. Things were looking up for a total genocide of the entirety of the Iti force...

And then the Sleeper did something strange. Actually, strange doesn't begin to cut it for what it did, it was downright bizarre. It just laid on the floor and continued to whisper. Whisper and whisper, and Auth wasn't sure why. It just made no sense, until Omo screamed and the pillars shot out of the ground.

It's not like entities were dying, they're only Ink constructs. So Auth continues to be totally chill... until Omo gets up. He looks at her and sees that she is still asleep, so Auth remains calm, thinking that perhaps she sleepwalks, until she starts talking, and saying some strange things which Auth infers relate to the dark and mysterious past revealed by slaying Glyphs in the Ware fight.

He notices that Omo has a weapon in hand, and she's muttering something about tyrants and flames. Reminds Auth of a borderline-religious group he dislikes.

It will not burn. It will not burn. It will not burn.

Auth repeats to her, as she mentions the fires burning. Everything else Auth commits to memory, carefully and concisely. It's important to him, he'll ask about her whispering later. Omo's mentioning of her memories making it difficult to sleep makes sense to Auth now. It makes an alar,ing amount of sense.

One day, I will go North to the End of the World, stained with the inks of the violet undernight, and there, I will go forth to the heavens above, where the Stars meet their fates at the hands of the Night. I will step forward to stop the Light going out forever, and there I will fight until nothing remains of the Liberated Night. My soul will ascend to the brightest Judgement. A perversion of a Seeker statement, perhaps, but...

The strange runes and the weapon, whatever it is, you didn't say, Ire, don't seem to faze Auth. Instead, he steps forward, and uses ink under his shoes to suspend himself equal to Omo. Then, he hugs her. Tight. This is intended to have two effects. The first is that it should reassure Omo that someone who cares is still there, and the second is that it restrains Omo's arms, preventing her from using her weapon.

I will not run. I said I would protect you, and running would not be me doing that. I am not afraid. I will protect you, I said I would and if I ran, I would be going back on my word. That is something I never do. You can do your worst to me, Omo, I will persist.

What was that about? Anyway, Auth quietly listens to Inner Ire explain some more things to him.

Not once did I expect them to stop. I suspect not even death is an obstruction to them. But I will fight. I refuse to stand by as these beasts target people, innocent or not, screwing with their heads, causing them to react like this. These Sleepers, made to target Omo?

Some Ink Spectres reform, with blue veins running across them. They have enormous black wings, and they kick off from the ground, dragging the Sleeper with them. They then, in the middle of the air, where no other Iti have the capacity to stop them, rip and tear into the beast, especially around the lungs and where its voice box should be. These Black Angels apparently intend to make the Sleeper shut up, either through death or injury.

If I have my way, not one will remain. The same goes for these lesser monstrosities. I will not stand by and watch as people like Omo are preyed on by these things. I will not run, for I fear nothing about them. They may be able to manipulate others, but they have nothing they can use against me. This may not end until your death, but I WILL hold out as long as it takes to protect Omo! So have at me, you appalling beasts, for I will not lose to mere monsters as yourself! I refuse to be felled, and so I shall not be!

The puddles of Ink all over the wooden spires return to their previous form. Auth's elite Colour Units do their job, continuing the genocide of all Iti, big, small, or in between. Bombers, Trappers, Shockers, Shifters, Fliers, Summoners and Hiders, Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet, all rip and shred through the Iti force. They are machines, Hell-bent on the destruction of the Iti. Cavalry back them up, taking out great swaths of the enemy, while Swordsmen and Rifleers appear to have disappeared. The Commander and Omo remain protected by one giant, fused Shielder unit. Brown veins cross the dome between the plating.

I will not run. For I am not afraid, and I gave my word I would protect you. My word is my Law, I prize it above all. I will remain here, so don't fear. I can't begin to comprehend what you may be seeing, but hear my sympathies, and try to hold out against your Nightmares. I'm doing it out here, so you have to try to do it in there.

NOW TO AUTH EMBARRASSING HIMSELF INFRONT OF MARRON

Auth shrugs at Marron's response.

Perhaps, but I dislike hiding my intentions. Miss Marron, I hold it as a personal principle that I never say things I don't mean. I don't like lying to people, it's not right. I'm not a romantic, either, Marron, and I don't pretend to be, because I'm self-aware enough to know that I am not.

Marron just had an insult fail. It's not quite effective if your target has so little self esteem, apparently, that he agrees that your insult is based in fact. That's kind of sad. Auth watches Marron snickers (Screw you Zeta, I like the British variant but I know you think it's racist. Bloody morons.) to herself in a malevolent fashion. It makes Auth uncomfortable slightly, but he remains there.

Yes...?

And then Marron accuses him of being deeply in love with Roxxanne. You can almost see him pulling his coat even further up his body to cover his face. Somehow. He's slightly blushing at that too.

[small]I'm not in love with Roxxanne... seriously...[/small]

Hands up if you think he's lying to everyone, including himself? Anyway he returns to normal, and coughs awkwardly.

ANYWAY, I'm "getting friendly" with you, Miss Marron, because I wish to be your friend. I'm not just getting friendly with you to make Roxxanne jealous, that would be simultaneously stupid, mean to both you and Roxxanne, and not to mention, you know, ineffective because it wouldn't work.

Auth hears Marron slag Roxxanne quietly. He gives Marron a quick, silent glare.

That was uncalled for, Miss Marron. While you may be right on the first point, and I will not dispute you there, Roxxanne is a wonderful person, and by saying "you, no, anyone could settle for far better than her" implies that she is no good. I think she's wonderful though. If you ask me, and this may because I don't have an extremely large social circle, but Roxxanne is honestly one of the best people I know. To be honest, she's far too high above me, so far out of my league it stops being funny and starts being sad.

Marron then responds by saying that she's kidding.

And I wish I was, Marron.

Then Ette does the helping thing. Auth quietly watches them, noting down in his head to thank Ette for the help later. Then Marron returns. He nods to what Marron says.

I understand that I will not have my way with you, Miss Marron, and not once did I intend to have my way with you either. Being... "friendzoned", as you call it? Is it even possible to be there if neither party wished to enter a closer relationship? But yes, that's perfectly fine.

Originally posted on 2017-06-09 01:05:00

Bandanna Ziah:

HP: 15+10 (5 Skill Points)
MP: 10
STR: 1+7
AGI: 1+7 + 1 from Equipment
INT: 1 + 1 from Equipment
SPC: 1
AC: 0

Equipment:

W: Shattered Arm
H: Mana Circlet
A: Self-Heating Blanket
T: Mask Fragment

Skills:

Blade Rush
Counter

Special:

This isn't even my final form!: Transform into ZiahMan with the Ziahnomicon for four turns

+3 DMG
+2 MOVE
+4 AC
Flight
Cost 220 SP to cast

Mods:

+25% All Elemental Resistance at 6 SPC
+1 DMG per 3 SPC
+1 AC per 4 SPC
+1 Duration per 6 SPC

Joining the WARE fight L2

Originally posted on 2017-06-09 05:15:00

"Sorry, hun. Only good boys get kisses. You've been a very, very bad boy... Bad boys, ahaha, they get beaten, so very, very hard. Hehe, lesser than three," Sadie!Roxxanne says to Chaos, winking very suggestively. "Oh, but that isn't your fault. Or your fault, Ire, no, that's neither of your faults. No, no no, that's the fault of that ugly red thing fluttering in your head. And most red things, hun, aren't ugly. Maybe, if you could tear that out of your head and crush it in your hands like the pathetic idiotic insect it is, maybe, maybe...? I don't like that perverted thing's madness, after all. I like your madness... Speaking of which. Ire... What are the odds we could destroy the other ugly moth floating around? I believe we'll have to go through numero uno to get out of here... It will want freedom, and it will want it through omnicide. But, perhaps... Perhaps we can defeat the other?"

I don't think the Chaos Butterfly has ever been called outright perverted. In any capacity. Omniscience probably makes it true, too. Knowing everything apparently has a drawback-automatic pervert. It's also very concerning that Roxxanne is discussing WARE's madness as 'likeable.' Or maybe it's just an act, a bit? Who even knows. Roxxanne is screwy.

The Scale Serpent moves to O7 and guards there. The Glitch Skeleton does potentially a game-first and uses Sprint to move to

Temmie Roxxanne throws the Madame Goya card at the Glitch Skeleton, switching it out for something hopefully more useful. She then moves to O6 and uses Splash Enchant: Electric on herself, buffing Lyra, Roxxanne, the Scale Serpent and Auth in the process. She retreats to M8. "Should I call you two 'Sis?' Either way, don't the TW glyph with that elemental charge. Focus on the CR glpyh if you have a choice."

the Temmie Hero uses the Portal to warp to K9, then use the remaining move to smack itself squarely on J11 and summon more Flake masses: One at E11 and one at G15. Can't imagine it has an ideal target. "Ire, please lock down the CR glyph over the TW glyph."

Roxxanne moves to N13 after getting her buff, activates her Special again to give the TW Glyph some Armorbreak as well (and gaining another Metamorphasis stack), punching it with her weapon passive to choose to deal non-elemental damage at any time, and then retreats to L10.

She then affords a glance at Authbeat. A telepathic message rolls in. "Auth, hun, if you're going to be making friends with every woman you meet, I can make friends with more than one man. And I know they're just friends because you're looking to get into my pants, whether or not you realize it. Or your writer."

----+----

"You may need to do something about your hair as it's standing on end. Your hair is also on fire, and I don't want to splash water on it because, well, that might become really dicey. But you look like a puffy little cloud that's really cute, colon three! Well, a stormcloud that's about to zap someone with all that zappiness around you, but still, you're looking good," Roxxanne says to Mari. "Right back at ya-do you think I look good, like, as a kitsune girl?"

Meanwhile, back at the Fishing space, Foxxanne (not Roxxanne) reappears. "OK, Mari's thingamabober was a total successer! Hooraaaaayyy!" Foxxanne says. "Now, excuse me. Have to work on stuff for you two, Foxxanne adds, pointing at Marron. "Well, unless Toast wants to do that."

----+----

...That cloak may not be happening this turn, actually.

Originally posted on 2017-06-09 07:13:00

Creo's sides launch off his body, and melt in a neutron star.
"That was topkek, Roxxy. All is forgiven. Dimension 953's still a clustergorilla though."

He ghoasts all the way to where Auth is.
"There's never a too late to make more friends, Author. Hello. I'm Creo."
----
Creo moves to F10, Vorpal Rends the CRGlyph, then retreats to G11.
Dimitri moves to L8, uses the Portal, moves to F9, drops a Divine Shield heal on Creo, then retreats to H8.
DimiHeart moves to L8, uses the Portal, then moves to H9.
----
A voice, playing from Dimitri's armor, echoes in the Sphere.


Originally posted on 2017-06-09 09:28:00

Emerald moves to K11, because having 7 MOV is fun, and stabs the TW Glyph. From three blocks away
~~~~~
An Emerald attempts to high five Mari for successfully becoming awesome
~~~~~
Emerald continues digging, occasionally spamming teleports in order to get rid of more annoying portions of dirt

Originally posted on 2017-06-09 12:18:00

well I'm dead unless chloe- the only being with a move capable of moving allys- moves me with pyrokinisis. if anyone is dead,i try to revive them at 4K, unless moved within my range of a live glyph by chloe in which case i attack it.

Originally posted on 2017-06-09 13:11:00

Battle stuff: Oppy is about to take his action, then he overhears Roxxanne's talking about how bad boys get beaten very hard. That... somewhat interrupts him as he makes a questionable noise that sounds somewhere between being somewhat into this and being somewhat hopeful she doesn't randomly decide to go after him. Looks like Marron's theory on him might have some solid ground... He proceeds to stand at G13 for a little longer than is strictly necessary, perhaps being somewhat distracted by what he heard, then takes an awkward electric-element slash at the CR rune and retreats to H11.

"Uhm... uh... n-ngh, now's not the time to get distracted! Especially not with... that."


RP stuff: Oppy shrugs to Chloe.

"Trust me, that detail about her is entirely very relevant. Her putting on a pair of pants deliberately has pretty much become synonymous with the omens of old times."

Then, she requests info regarding Walker. There's a pause. Oppy coughs.

"Alright then. He's more of an odd one. For one thing, yes, he might be a robot like EN, but he's of a different type. Namely, an Animatronic. Remember when Golden Freddy randomly showed up? Basically, like one of those. Except based off of a human, not a bear, to put it oddly. He's only a little less white than I am..."

Op gestures to himself, pointing out that his artificial skin could probably make things like (standard white) toilet paper look dark.

"...And aside from that, hmm, what else. Oh right. He's 7 feet tall at least and wields a sword at least as long as he is tall. He also curses more than a drunken sailor with Tourette's Syndrome who just stubbed his toe... At least, he does so when not obstructed by either a censor, or the presence of children. It's kind of unusual, really. I wouldn't have expected him to be that way had I met him for the first time, but oh well."

The rest of the information is pretty much general background information regarding the oddities of any animatronic that comes from the FNaFB timeline. Not anything that us, on the other side of the 4th wall, have not heard before already at some point, no doubt. It's nothing important, really. Once he's done with the explanation, however, Oppy takes a moment to lean back and stare off into the distance. Namely, at whatever just happened that made Mari into the goddess of storms. Once he's seen what's happening more clearly, he seems interested.

"...Huh. End results are actually quite impressive."

There's a pause. He seems to be thinking of something. After a while, he ends up voicing the thoughts that trouble him, although he seems a little nervous in doing so. Mostly because... well... they do happen to cover a very, very awkward topic.

"So, just clarifying from a short while back... You said Mari would be the least likely to kill me if I, uh, requested someone help me test the... uh... masochism theory, for lack of a better term, right? This seems like an... okay opportunity in terms of getting those tests done earlier instead of later..."

Originally posted on 2017-06-09 16:09:00

I move to I9.

Originally posted on 2017-06-09 17:08:00