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2019-12-14, 09:53 AM (ISO 8601)
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[Everfree Park]
Sam sighs, trying to look non-threatening to the rabbit. Bunnies are almost as cute as kitties. He doesn’t want to scare it.
He also doesn’t want to get close in case it’s a Vorpal Rabbit. You never know.
”It’s never supposed to be this nice.” he says quietly.Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2019-12-14, 11:53 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Nov 2006
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- The King's Grave
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[Everfree Park]
Raril's tossing motion is enough to spook the bunny, which darts into the brush on the other side of the trail.
And tossing the iron filings, while a great way to foul faerie magic, doesn't reveal any such trickery.
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Hopefully Raril invested in a magnet that can slide inside of a plastic tube for collecting those iron shavings.
Otherwise he just littered in a park!
That's very rude, you know.
Also against City ordinances.
After the bunny flees our heroes hear that woodpecker smacking his face against a tree again. Somewhere in the brush near the nearby stream a frog starts croaking.Warning! Random Encounter™ detected!
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2019-12-15, 02:08 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2007
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[Everfree Park]
"Well it isn't a Fae illusion." Raril decides. He did not invest in a magnet, and so litters the trail with a bit of iron dust. He doesn't think that's too harmful, and doesn't care one whit about the city's bylaws.
"Let me make sure we're going in the right direction." The drow says pulling out the Masked Llama mask and putting it on again.~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
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2019-12-15, 03:29 PM (ISO 8601)
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- May 2010
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[Gem Mountain]
"Wha-- how do you even remember all of that?" Fettina scoffs. She flinches back a little when the lady seems not only unafraid, but actively aggressive. Those wings are scary...
"...Well, this is just bad hospitality," she decides, a little quavery, before reaching into her hip pouch and throwing a handful of tiny beads at the woman. These are water capsules. When they touch a source of heat like Queen's wings and crown, they burst into a mouthful of clean drinking water.
There are perhaps fifty of the tiny things in the handful Tina throws.My avatar was done by Gullara. Thanks again!
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2019-12-16, 04:09 AM (ISO 8601)
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- May 2008
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- In hiding. Always hiding.
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[Fairy Mountain]
Ilpholin kicks off the troll's face, extracting herself from the creature and gracefully landing at the end of her song. At least, an improvised end. Unless Damon or the elves know drow, it's unlikely they'll notice the difference. She flicks her weapon towards the ground, removing some of the blood clinging to it before it turns back into a normal arm. The lingering gore remains on her arm however, one of the kinks she never could work out. It doesn't disturb her, but she does hope to get clean before meeting the Singer.
The bloodied nymph shakes her head at Damon, turning away from him back towards the elves. "I believe that solves your problem Captain. This time. We shall have to discuss the future of your people with the Singer in Dimmed Crystal to ensure this doesn't happen again. After I've freshened up."
[Gem Mountain]
Titania Beatriz-Esmeralda de la Cruz of Braganza-Savoy certainly puts on a very impressive display. It's a shame it also seems to be an aggressive one. Unfortunately for her, using theatrics to disguise her intentions has been a popular move of Rein's for a long time. Though it really doesn't help he's watching her mirrors in particular already from behind the bed.
Tina's actions say it's go time so Rein takes a shot at where he thinks the hand mirror should have ended up when it slid up her sleeve. He might misjudge. Some people slide it higher than others and it is a small target on a moving arm. Probably helps give away his position as well. Still, gotta take the shot some time.
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2019-12-16, 05:20 PM (ISO 8601)
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Grove
The woman bursts into a fit of giggles at Fayyaad. You're cute. She says, trying to lean against Fayyaad and grab his arm for support. Hey there~ She says to Alaine, winking at her. Where are you going anyway cutie? She asks, looking up to Fayyaad doe-eyed.
Fayyaad and Alaine will probably become quickly aware that her only coverings are a few tactical leaves.Avatar by Me!
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2019-12-16, 11:34 PM (ISO 8601)
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[Grove]
Alaine raises an eyebrow at the way the woman was.... dressed? What sort of wild, uncultured thing was she to wear so little? Still she could be helpful. Drawing on her allomantic powers, the mistborn begins to try to riot the woman's emotions gently. Increase the trust and helpfulness and maybe a bit of lust too.~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
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2019-12-17, 02:03 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2006
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- Poland
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[Fairy Mountain]
All the assembled elves stare at the two in awe. When Damon proclaims his intent, none of them is exactly thrilled about it, but they're not going to say no at this point.
"...we have no need of the body," Haabeth says. "Do with it as you will. I can see why the King in Rags chose you as his emissaries now. We will draw you a bath before you meet the Singer, if you wish."
[Grove]
Normally, being addressed this way by a woman dressed in so little would be right up Fayyaad's alley. However, he's on a job. Moreover, prone as he might be to thinking with the wrong part of his body, a lustful woman encountered in a clearly enchanted wood is not to be trusted. But maybe he can use it to his advantage...
"Thank you, milday. We are here on a mission. We need to reach a certain grove and this forest has proven to be more difficult to navigate than we had expected."My FFRP characters. Avatar by Ashen Lilies. Sigatars by Ashen Lilies, Gullara and Purple Eagle.
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2019-12-18, 01:21 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Nov 2006
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- The King's Grave
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[Everfree Park]
The forest vanishes as Raril puts on the mask.
Instead, he finds himself standing on the same cobblestone road, now pristine and clean. Marble columns flank the road on either side, some bearing pennants that flap in the wind.
Not too far away looms the arena.
Up close the coliseum is even more impressive than it was in the distance.
The sheer scale of the thing is absolutely boggling.
It isn't much further, really.
Maybe another five minutes of walking?
It's strange. Every rumor about this place suggested that even stepping inside could be lethal. A roving paradox could simply erase someone as the laws that allow them to exist come unwound.
But... so far the park has more in common with the various gardens around town. The difference between a park and a garden being that the former is a green area full of murderous horrors and the latter is a green area full of flowers, benches, trails, and pleasantness.
Come to think of it... Why were Sam and Raril so sure this place was dangerous? No one has ever gone in before. So how did everyone know that it was a death-trap? Sure rampaging monsters would come out now and again, but rampaging monsters can show up anywhere, can't they?Warning! Random Encounter™ detected!
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2019-12-18, 01:12 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2012
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- Next to the Mandolinist
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[Gem Mountain]
Everything seems to go wrong for Queen Titania Beatriz-Esmeralda at the same time. It seems the adventurers' plans paid off.
The water capsules hit various parts of her crown and wings - and even the ones that slightly miss still reach a high enough temperature to activate. That much water is sure to put out large parts of it all, in addition to getting her drenched.
And, since water is the polar opposite element than fire, now that she's covered in it she's going to have a really difficult time controlling more fire. Her breath catches, the rest of the fire-wings fizzle out even though no water's hit them, and she takes a step back.
At that time, Rein shoots at the compact. For various reasons, it slightly misses - but still hits the sleeve and her arm, causing her arm to jerk and making the compact fall out of that hole and onto the ground. The shot continues through and hits the vanity mirror behind her, as well. She turns to look for who shot at her: no longer as confident nor intimidating as she initially seemed, her face shows a little panic.
And then, for a reason probably related to just what happens, some hands start reaching out of the smaller oval mirror, at the queen. They're charred skeletal hands, wreathed in flame, and its fingers wrap around her face. Her hair starts burning and there's the sizzle of the water rapidly boiling off of her, and she says, "No, wait, not yet, I can still - "
And then, her head's gone, replaced by just a jet of flame. Not having a head makes getting her bearings difficult, so it'll take a moment for her to realize what's going on. However, even without doing anything, all sources of heat in the room will slowly start to feel their heat drained away to her, and the hotter they are, the faster it drains, starting with the embers from the torches but even the ornate box and two adventurers - assuming they produce heat - will quickly be able to notice the chill they feel.
It appears that Tina and Rein, through their teamwork, have already moved on the battle to phase two.Last edited by 5a Violista; 2019-12-18 at 01:13 PM.
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2019-12-18, 10:47 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2007
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[Everfree Park]
Raril looks up and up at the past image of the Arena. It was truly impressive. He then pulls the mask off his face and looks to Sam. "It's not far now." He says. "You know if it weren't for the thought we were going to be killed in the next few moments... this would be kinda pleasant?"~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
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2019-12-18, 11:20 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2012
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- Definitely lost
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[Everfree Park]
Sam himself can’t really see where they’re going so he’s just trusting Raril.
”Don’t you say it. You’ll jinx it.” he whispers tersely.Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2019-12-19, 11:55 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Nov 2006
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- The King's Grave
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[Everfree Park]
Soon enough the arena, or what's left of it, looms before our heroes.
The place is a crumbling disaster.
The pennants have long since rotted. Parts of the wall have fallen in. The once pristine marble has been overgrown with moss and climbing vines. Trees have grown in close to it, blocking out sunlight with their branches. The surrounding park has completely consumed the structure, leaving it only as a hollowed out shell of its former glory. A monument to neglect.
Our heroes may find themselves blinking in the bright light as they step out into the arena, their leafy cover gone and the crisp early winter sun shining down into the ancient field of combat. Stone monoliths, heavy with moss and lichen, dot the field at regular intervals. And in the center? A huge fleshy pit, tendrils groping blindly at the edge. Why did the arena have a sarlaac pit, exactly? The world may never know.
That isn't the most interesting thing here.
Oh no.
The most interesting thing would be that humble little shack built on the field, a thin wisp of wood smoke rising from its chimney.Warning! Random Encounter™ detected!
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2019-12-19, 02:40 PM (ISO 8601)
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[TBC - MagQuest]
Must we engage in these silly games with her, Magtok? You know we're not leaving for anything less than our goal. The least effort way she has to get rid of us is to point us straight towards Feia. Why not just ask? The irritable tone in Affy's voice is very clear. For someone who has alternated between sounding somewhat diplomatic, and delighting far too much in poking fun at Magtok, it might be rather refreshing for the cyborg to hear the more "classic" Affidavit response.
But while grumpily thinking at Mags, he's still got to puppet Blue into saying something to Syncope. Ideally without undoing what little goodwill he's earned from this dungeon's custodian.
"Ah." Blue reaches up and rubs the back of his head. "Sorry, we're...having a disagreement." He glances across rather pointedly at Purple.
"I am curious to see what she is capable of, but I would rather not push her into something we shall all regret. Let's be reasonable about this, hmm? If Orange has a way back in, then why concoct some nonsense story when we can just offer a way for her to get him to leave, in good faith?
"If you provide a means for her to leave-" Blue nods over towards Libby, "Say, providing a portal to Riverside for her to take, at least one of us would leave with her. But I don't think you can provide what would be needed for all of us to leave right now."
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[Fairy Mountain]
The prize is his. Delightful. Damon hunches down over the fallen troll and gets to work. Fire upon fire, contained and shaped, in a slow process that funnels more and more heat into the creature, burning it through to the bone until all that remains is ash.
Comparatively speaking, it's a very quick process.
It still takes a few minutes of careful manipulation of flames, meaning there's no real way to apply this process to anyone capable of moving.
Once completed, the fire is carefully dispersed, and the ashes scooped up into a pouch...and some straight into Damon's mouth.
"Apologiesss for the time taken. Pleasse, lead on."Before you criticise someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticise them, you'll be a mile away and you'll have their shoes.
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2019-12-19, 09:27 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Dec 2006
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TBC - MagQuest
"Whatever gets her to open a portal," Purple answers cryptically, shrugging back at Blue. Orange, on the other hand, takes a step back and tries to wrap a protective arm around Libby's. Is he being kept in the loop here? Does Purple have some sort of mental connection with him, or is he just sitting quietly and hoping for the best?
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2019-12-19, 11:45 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2006
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- The Windy City
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[TBC - MagQuest]
Libby is technically rather practiced at policing her emotions.
She is slightly less practiced at it when she can't cheat and is completely at the mercy of these mortal hormones.
It only gets as far as a twisted expression of pained confusion, though Orange will feel her tense quite a bit, touching her as he is. She murmurs, quietly but angled towards Orange.
"I can't leave yet. It's important."
"Riverside..."
Syncope repeats the name to herself, glancing off to the side where a small golden rectangle of light appears near her head. Blue is angled such that he can just about see the other side covered in text, though most of it looks like absolute gibberish. The shorthand or encrypted sort of gibberish.
It's only there for a moment before it disappears and her attention returns to the group before her.
"Hm. For security reasons, there is only one individual capable of opening true exits on a whim."
Who this is, shouldn't be hard to guess. Accompanying this fact is an up-to-this-point unusual sort of lazy smile on the girl's face.
"Shall I submit a request?""Fear and creativity are conjoined twins."
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2019-12-20, 01:46 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Dec 2006
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TBC - MagQuest
Orange drums the tips of his fingers against Libby's arm. Morse code, he's tapping out C, which according to Wikipedia is used as shorthand for CORRECT/AFFIRMATIVE. It's very possible that Libby won't know any of that, since she doesn't have access to wikipedia or a Morse code translator right now, so maybe following that up by spelling out OK by moving a finger across her arm will work better. Needs doesn't know how much Syncope can and can't hear, but it's very likely that her vision is limited to just whatever's in front of her eyeballs, so he's fairly confident that the Successor won't pick up on any of this going on while she's distracted.
"You're asking how you can convince us to leave when you can't even open a door without asking management?" Purple loudly sighs to make his ridicule of Syncope all the more aggravating, before making a circular gesture with his hand to tell her to get on with it already. Just one little gate back home, and then they'll be able to move on to the next part of the plan.
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2019-12-20, 05:05 AM (ISO 8601)
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- May 2008
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- In hiding. Always hiding.
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[Fairy Mountain]
Ilpholin bows to the elves slightly. "That would be greatly appreciated, thank you," She says, watching Damon 'consume' the troll out of the side of her eyes. Fascinating. She admitted, she expected a more gruesome display when he made his request. The fire is more than just an effect.
When he's finished, she'll turn and follow Haabeth's lead.
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2019-12-20, 02:44 PM (ISO 8601)
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- May 2010
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[Gem Mountain]
Oh no. Oh this is bad. Tina definitely produces heat in this body, a bit more than that of a human, but sapping it won't be healthy for her just the same. She doesn't really understand what's happening or why the fire spirits blew up the Countess' head, but she's not going down, and things just seem to keep getting worse.
"Rein!" Fettina fumbles for her extinguisher, and then unleashes it at the fount of flame atop the lady's shoulders. It doesn't have nearly so much left as it did before... in fact, it will sputter out in about ten seconds whether or not that succeeds in dampening the blaze. "I need ideas here!"My avatar was done by Gullara. Thanks again!
"If you meet a spirit walking,
Incline your head.
Do not meet their gaze.
Do not follow after."
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2019-12-20, 05:41 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2006
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[Fairy Mountain]
The elves' reaction to Damon's incineration of the troll is rather less composed than Ilpholin's. Haabeth manages to keep steady, but the soldiers shrink back in awe and fright. Once it's done, however, they swiftly lead the two back upwards to the main hall. One of the soldiers runs ahead, presumably to bring news and get things prepared.
There, they resume their journey towards the elders' quarters in the upper part of the city and the Singer's demesne still above. The news of the two outsiders who slew a great troll and come in the name of a figure from legends have spread and many elves stare at them as they pass. Haabeth speaks to some of them on their way, to make arrangements.
Some way up from the bottom of the chasm, the party stops. They're on a platform made of... not wood, but some kind of bone-like material, surrounding a building carved into a rocky pillar.
"These are some of our best guest quarters," Haabeth tells them. "Lower to the ground as well, so we don't need to climb all the way up before you can refresh yourself."
She shows them inside, where they will find fairly comfortable and perhaps even somewhat luxurious arrangements. A circular dining room equipped with a low table and several chairs greets them, then two doors leading to their respective rooms. They appear to be largely identical, each with a bed, table, wardrobe and a dressing table. There's a separate bathing area, where two servants have prepared a hot bath for Ilpholin.
"Tell the servants if there's anything you need or when you're ready to meet the Singer."My FFRP characters. Avatar by Ashen Lilies. Sigatars by Ashen Lilies, Gullara and Purple Eagle.
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2019-12-21, 02:49 AM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2007
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[Everfree Park]
"That's curious." Raril remarks. "Is someone living out here?" Careful to avoid the sarlaac pit, he ventures towards the shack. "Do you feel any heart-like emanations around here, Sam?" He asks his adventuring companion.~Amor Vincit Omnia~I have a Youtube Channel
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2019-12-21, 10:54 AM (ISO 8601)
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[Fairy Mountain]
The concerned looks from the elves get little more than a shrug from Damon. This is just how he eats. Besides, it's going to make the cleanup a whole lot easier for them!
He follows along quietly after that, sitting down at the table once they're shown to their room. "Let me know if you require anything of me, Ilpholin. Enjoy your bath."
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[TBC - MagQuest]
We could connect her to our thoughts. We could explain everything to her in safety, and understand what she's planning. If you want to, anyway...
Blue glances at Purple and shrugs. "That translates to "yes, please submit a portal request". He's not good with words."Before you criticise someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticise them, you'll be a mile away and you'll have their shoes.
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2019-12-21, 02:18 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2006
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[TBC - MagQuest]
Libby's expression softens a bit at Needs' gestures, so she derives some degree of comfort in there, regardless of which method got the point across to her.
Still looks pretty tense, but maybe that's just because this entire situation is unpleasant? She's not breaking eye contact with the scene before her.
Magtok, meanwhile, has failed to grasp one of the finer points of working retail with uncooperative customers. Perhaps the MagBots can explain it to him later.
Typically there are a lot of rules for dealing with customers, or on infringing upon the very exclusive attention of management. Usually this revolves around the customers being particularly unruly or making the sort of requests that fall into a gray area of infringement permission.
Apparently this qualifies?
Also apparently, this realization has just entirely inoculated Syncope to Magtok's needling, under the official categorization of "this isn't my problem anymore".
"Sure, sure. Just a moment."
Another little golden rectangle of light appears before her, for only the moment or two necessary for "cyborg monkeys and haunted cat want out" to appear, before it flicks away.
And then she places her hands in her lap and smiles.
Four seconds later a little door-sized hole appears in the middle of the room, opening directly into the dark void between two unnotable stars.
The vacuum does what vacuums do.
This is not a portal to Riverside."Fear and creativity are conjoined twins."
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2019-12-22, 02:58 AM (ISO 8601)
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TBC - MagQuest
It doesn't need to be. All Magtok really needed was a portal.
Now admittedly, there is a very long list of places that would've been preferable to the cold vacuum of space. Riverside would've worked fine, of course, the main reason Purple said Riverside was to get Feia and The Successor to focus on the wrong thing. Just about any of the places we normally think of as 'The Nexus' would've worked splendidly, really. Riverside, Inside, Outside, Skyside...heck, even the not-side places, like VIGIL and NO and HALO and the MagCave. That's because Purple can send out a signal to the MagFleet from any of those places nigh-instantaneously, you see. From there, it would be a simple matter of waiting for the fleet to open fire on one fixed point, and while Needs sets up a portal of his own. One end would act as a funnel, collecting the combined wrath of the entire fleet's hyperlaser mexibeam cannons, and the other would be pointed directly at Syncope's portal, resulting in a whole lot of superheated lasery death bearing down right on her stupid retail face.
Sadly, that's not what's going to happen. This particular empty void, this starry emptiness of death Feia's arranged for our heroes? It's just too far for Purple to get a signal delivered in time. His message won't be relayed for years, maybe even decades, and by then it'd be too late. Fret not, however. We have a backup plan, a contingency for precisely this sort of scenario. It's one of those things Needs really didn't want to resort to until they were facing Feiadyne herself in battle, but y'know, you have to play the hand you're dealt, not the one you wish you had. We'll just have to find some other spectacular, show-stopping finish, I guess.
"D̿ͧ̈͐O͋̍̒̾͂̄ ̅ͭYO̓͗̍U̧ ́̉̍̄̚F̸̍̄E̿̓̈́̈̇ĒͥL̷ͥ̅ ̛́̅̇̂ͯ̈ͭĽͣ́͌I̶͂̈̽̊KE̔̈́̔ͥ̌̔ͦ ͯ̆̒͊͐͒̈́Y͒̒̎̊̿Ö́͋͌͂̊͐͑Uͫ̿͂'ͮ̊͂̀̄͞ȐE̔͌̈́ͨ͜ ̌̓̓ͥ̚S̉ͣ̐͜U̷ͭͬ̚̚CC̷̍ͪͥ̀Èͭ̔̚EͪD̡͛I͡N͊ͥ҉Gͮ̓ͨ́ͤ, ͣ̈́̊͞ ̿ͬ͌̉͋Sͣ́̊͗̔ͩ͒Y̑̓̃̚̕Nͨ̉͏C͂̽ͪ̚Oͥ̈͑̾̇̽̀P̊ͣĘ̓ͯ̐?̃ ͫͦ" taunts a voice from the other side of the portal. Something akin to a sarlaac pit clogs the portal with its hideous girth, sealing it off from both ends. It's all teeth and tentacles and death, and it hurts just to look at it for long. Sarlaac pits don't go sailing through space though, so it's obviously not one of those. It can speak almost coherently, so it's not a shoggoth either, though that would be a very understandable mistake, given the mass of barbed tentacles lashing out towards Syncope, aiming to pull her into its stomach. It's not even Orange, who's just standing there watching all of this, holding Libby and casting all the protection spells he can think of on her. No, Orange could never do anything like that. He's just a cleverly-disguised warforged cleric wrapped up in synthetic flesh where appropriate, and forged from the fragment of a certain MagClone's soul. A good guy, sure, and technically he's still Needs if you squint and fudge the rules a little, but not quite the Needs Food Badly that we all know and love.
The real Needs Food Badly has arrived. He's angry. He's hungry. He's hangry. He's found his own soul fragment all the way out here in the cold vacuum of space, and now he's trying to use Feia's portal as a loophole to tear his own gateway back to the Nexus within Feia's azure metropolis, to cast from traditional Nexus space where such magic isn't restricted, into Feia space, where crafting such portals normally is. Then another, and another, and another. Some will lead to bright and sunny skies, hundreds of feet up. Others will open a five thousand fathoms under the sea. A few will be on ground level, one might wind up just outside the MagCave, and others go to places I don't even recognize. The destination's not important right now, not really. What Needs means to do here is establish a foothold, to spit on and stomp all over Feia's rules, and show her exactly why she had that policy of restricting portal access in the first place. Portaling in an army or a laser beam or a nuclear explosion can come later; the focus right now is to just go completely ape****.
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2019-12-22, 11:18 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Serious Plots 8: Rawr serisaurus!
[TBC - MagQuest]
So you're employing that kind of, mmm, thing now, are you? Remind me Magtok, you wanted to rescue Miss Libitina, correct? Without her becoming frightened of what you've become?
Blue had his sights set more on survival than the utter destruction of Syncope and a sizeable portion of Feia's lair, but with some abomination blocking the portal, that seems rather unnecessary now. Though for all he knows, this thing might turn hostile at any moment. So he backs away, slowly, carefully, just...further away from everything bad happening just over there.
Well, okay, no, he's pretty sure he's safe from that thing but he's got to back away for effect. The situation sort of demands it, really.
Should I make a comment about Needs showing his "true form", or is this not even his "final form", hmm? I suppose I ought to congratulate you for this move, really. I imagine this has a good chance of getting Feia's direct attention very quickly. I hope you're ready for that...Before you criticise someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticise them, you'll be a mile away and you'll have their shoes.
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2019-12-22, 02:53 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Oct 2007
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Re: Serious Plots 8: Rawr serisaurus!
Spoiler
Pyramid of the Cosmos
"Void? Here, let me take a look." Norael insists, stepping closer. She sends out a touch of magic, taking a moment to analyze what's behind the door before pulling her hand out with a touch of disgust. "Spacial magic? Like...think like a bag of holding but to the nines and with a different purpose. What that purpose is, I cannot say though I do not believe fire would make too much of a difference. Only one way to see though, so if you all don't mind stepping back a little more I'll take a better look." The angel prepares herself, casting a personal shield and an enforced calm spell over her own mind before nudging it open a bit more as she takes a look.
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2019-12-22, 03:52 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Dec 2008
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Re: Serious Plots 8: Rawr serisaurus!
Grove
The woman leans heavier into Fayyaad as he talks. If Alaine can tell, it seems like her magic is working. I can't remember the last time someone so cute was so polite. You think she'll share? The woman asks, reaching up to trace her hand across Fayyaad's chest idly. Yeah it's uh... it's definitely working. What's your name? I'm Fflur. She tells Fayyaad. If he's paying very close attention he might identify the cunning fae trick of directly asking for his name.Avatar by Me!
Recaiden made the mime doll.
Spoiler: Nexus Characters
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2019-12-22, 07:32 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Jun 2006
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- The Windy City
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Re: Serious Plots 8: Rawr serisaurus!
[TBC - MagQuest]
We're going to be doing this now then, it looks like.
Contrary to Affy's concern(?), Libby seems surprised by the sudden appearance but less by the contents.
"Needs, have you put on some weight?"
While the "Orange" at her side is busy casting all of those spells he can think of, that shadow has begun to filter out of her sleeve again, taking a vaguely defensive presence in front of both of them.
Contrary to that, Syncope lazy smile becomes abruptly vacant as the tentacles flail out of the blocked portal and snare around her. As her body is hauled forward, a cloud of silver dust flows out from her mouth, eyes, ears, nose, the wounds those barbs are making. A distinctly electronic voice vibrates its way out of the cloud.
"Fascinating. Hold that thought."
And then most of those little bits of silver dust begin vanishing.
Unlike that interesting mirror light show from earlier, this seems...a lot more akin to what Blue did to bring them into the room.
Along with this, that little spot on the ground where she traced a circle with her foot?
A patch of the floor beneath it shifts aside like an unfolding piece of origami into the vague shape of a clock. It flickers a series of colors, but there's no immediately visible effect to probably anyone but Needs here.
Specifically, because clawing his magic beyond the bounds of this room smacks directly into a wall of temporary disruption, as the world beyond proceeds to start running on super fast forward.
Or, rather. Because this area has been kicked into a very localized slow down.
Now technically this doesn't actually stop anything he's trying to do with these portals. It just imposes a rather ugly disadvantage that a rather angry dragon-witch can and is definitely going to use to work against his influence elsewhere. Opening those portals is going to be very exceptionally difficult.
Beyond that, he should probably care about the rapid unraveling of the room within said temporal barrier. Like a fruit on the tree of The Blue City, it is going to be kicked off the branch momentarily."Fear and creativity are conjoined twins."
Absentee Spirit
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2019-12-22, 11:23 PM (ISO 8601)
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- Sep 2012
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- Definitely lost
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Re: Serious Plots 8: Rawr serisaurus!
Everfree Park
Sam follows Raril down to the shack. He gives him a double-shrug.
”I dunno. I really don’t know what a heart would feel like. I think I’m supposed to know it when I feel it.”
Maybe. Maybe not.Spako Highclaws by Ceika.
[Sorry Boss, but as always, I get the last word.]
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2019-12-22, 11:29 PM (ISO 8601)
- Join Date
- Nov 2006
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- The King's Grave
Re: Serious Plots 8: Rawr serisaurus!
[Everfree Park]
No, nothing unusual is felt.
Nothing yet, at least.
Just a quaint little shack with smoke twisting its way of the chimney.
And that awful pit of flesh a few dozen feet away.
Why would anyone want to live near that thing?
Seriously?
The only way to know for sure, perhaps, would be to venture inside the shack and find out. Between the light in the window and the wood smoke it certainly appears as though someone is home.Warning! Random Encounter™ detected!
The Eternal Game Nightmære Stuff
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