EC Session 4.11

Afternoon, Boltember 3 Boltday.
Trombe leaps up the elevator shaft to Mountainsburg.
Sure enough, topside as well as bottom, cuteness infuses the city like the remnants of a shockwave.
Pak: "…Wow."
Though there seems to be a clear trail leading southwards, out of the city.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh, my…gosh…"
Felicia: "…"
Pak: "…Wah."
ORN: "A large area appears to already have been affected…"
Hector whistles. //"She's been busy."
Cassandra_Lionheart breaks out into laughter "Yes, she has.."
Pak: "…So… let's go south…?"
Here and there, a few cleanup efforts are underway.
But said efforts seem overwhelmed, and resigned to a long task.
Cassandra Lionheart: "I can't believe she did this…alone!"
ORN: "… Perhaps she is capable of enlisting aid"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Perhaps…Let us try to find her, before…I don't know HOW to explain this."
Ahiru picks up a stray purple ribbon and puts it in her hair.
Pak <3 "That looks cute on you, Ahiru~"
Trombe slowly makes his way through the streets, following the trail.
ORN nods
Pak: "Hm."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at Ahiru and smiles "I think it brings out the color in her eyes."
Pak: "If she's capable of this kind of… act…"
Pak: "I think it might be worth it to recruit her into our band!"
Pak: "Then we'd have another capable agent of mass happiness!"
Ahiru blinks.
ORN: "… … This Unit is unsure there is any happiness to be gained from such an act. The looks on peoples faces seem to confirm This Unit's worries."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks to Pak, and laughs "Well, you have a point."
Pak: "Really? How do people look?"
Pak looks around
ORN points at all the cleanup efforts
Pak: "Those are only a few people."
Pak: "What about others?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, ORN, right now she is a bit angry.."
Hector: "Let's just say I have trouble believing that people want to wear frilly pretty clothes with pastel colors and ribbons and crap like that."
ORN: "Pak and Cassie may be rare fans of some of this work…"
Most of the people do indeed appear more bewildered than happy.
Sakha: "Maybe not wearing, but looking is preferable."
A few frolic and play in the cuteness, though.
Others just sigh and trudge here and there.
Hector: "Well, Cassie's a girl. I don't know what Pak's excuse is."
ORN: "This was nonconsensual"
ORN: "Can you imagine This Unit wearing frilly lace and ribbons?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "I agree with ORN. Had it been consensual, I think the damage wouldn't be this bad."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at ORN and blinks "Not really. It doesn't look good on a robot."
ORN darkens
ORN: "This Unit is NOT machinae"
Ahiru walks over and ties the ribbon like a bowtie around Orn's neck and grins.
ORN: "… . ."
Cassandra_Lionheart sees ORN, and steps back, falling to the floor and gulps "Soooorrryyy."
Pak: "…n.n;"
Hector glances at Sakha. "You're not into this cute pastel frilly stuff, are you?"
Sakha: "It's a bit much for my tastes. I prefer things to be simple and practical."
ORN: "…"
Says the Mithra with a skirt so short her panties can easily be seen.
Hector: "Simple and practical, huh. Yeah, that makes sense. Heh, I grew up too broke to care about style."
[OOC] Pak: Did I use limit last week?
[OOC] Pak: I forgot to record it again :<
[OOC] Hector: I don't think you've used your limit since the fight with the Goldfish Crap Brigade.
[OOC] Pak: It's because I keep forgetting to record my limit >_<
[OOC] Pak: I'll just set it to 100% full. I think it was that high at LEAST
Cassandra_Lionheart stands up "Okay, let us just find her, and calm her down, before anybody ELSE gets an unwanted fashion make over!"
[OOC] Ahiru: Aw and I think Felicia wanted a makeover too…
[OOC] Hector: Felicia's too tough-chick to be cute or moe' or whatever.
[OOC] Ahiru: But she was expressing it subtly that she wanted to try something cute
[OOC] Felicia: would probably let ahiru put a ribbon on her but not put it on herself
Pak: "Right! Where is this fashion-explosion headed anyway?"
Felicia: "Follow the purple ribbon road"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pak, where do you think? The other ladie who did our first Armor set? Remember?"
[OOC] Ahiru: I think she said once she was sad to have lost her chance with Mignon Lilac
[OOC] ORN: yeah but that might've meant 'murder'
Trombe: "Following purple ribbon road."
Trombe continues to trod to the south.
Cassandra Lionheart: "I hope she is in a mood to talk at least. I don't want to hurt her."
Felicia: "… This does not look like talking."
Hector: "I think if she's gone this out of her mind, the only thing that'll bring her back to sanity is a good clobbering."
ORN nods at Hector
ORN: "This Unit will do its best"
Hector: "It's proved an effective solution to the avatars of Bolt, Milf, and Gaia, and not to mention all the other people we've passed along the way."
Cassandra_Lionheart sighs "I get a medical package ready then.."
Sakha: "Maybe she just wants a proper contest."
ORN nods at Hector, who's obviously learning well
ORN: "Contest?"
[OOC] Hector: Walk-Off!
[OOC] Hector: Pak, pull your underwear out of your pants! That'll defeat her!
Sakha: "Well… like a fashion show… or a durabilty contest since they're both into fashion and armor…"
Hector: "A durability contest will be decided with clobberings given by us, then."
Cassandra Lionheart: "This is a funny way to issue a challenge though, Sakha."
Pak: "I can try to stop them…"
Sakha: "Is it?"
Pak sparkles suddenly. "With my beauty~"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yes it is."
Hector: "o_O"
Sakha: "…"
ORN: "… This Unit could prove effective at establishing baseline durability between different forms of armor."
Hector pats Pak on the head. "Little bro, geez…"
Hector: "That might be dangerous, and I doubt I could protect you from a pair of rampaging fashion divas."
ORN: "However, as all coverings obstruct line of sight to beauty, This Unit is not well suited to determining whether or not any article of clothing can be considered 'pretty'. All are in the way."
Sakha watches som little girls lughig and playing happily in the cuteness… then looks back to Pak.
Cassandra Lionheart: "I could stand in for a bit, but Pak…don't do that."
[OOC] Hector: We need Stupid Sexy Karen. That'll distract the fashionistas long enough for us to give them both good whacks upside the head.
Pak hahs~ "Remember, they used me both for a model!"
Pak: "So I'll make an effective diplomat."
ORN: "Disturbing, but correct"
ORN nods at Pak
Sakha: "'Both used me', Pak, there's only one of you and two of them."
Hector: "I'll still keep close to ya, though. Just in case."
[OOC] Hector: Even better, though, would be Stupid Sexy Lockon.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pak…they used me also."
Cassandra_Lionheart tugs at her uniform for a bit, and straightens it out.
ORN: "… Then all of you three are at risk."
Sakha: "Three?"
ORN: "Did you not just state you were also used as a model?"
Pak: "Hm."
ORN: "In addition, Sakha, Cassie and Ahiru are all potentially excellent models due to their looks."
ORN: "You could prove at risk."
Sakha: "No I did not, I was correcting Pak's Grammar."
ORN: "ah?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, ORN. It is a risk I will take to stop…this!"
*points all around*
ORN nods
Cassandra Lionheart: "Besides, what is wrong with looking cute? Just becuase I don't have to many cute clothes with me on this adventure doesn't mean I want to show my softer side once in a while..right?"
Ahiru: "Are we there yet?"
Pak: "Yeah… are we there yet? >_>"
Cassandra_Lionheart blinks at everybody "I think I should try to find humor in this…but I won't"
Sakha: "Children…"
ORN: "?"
ORN looks over at Sakha
Hector is sitting down 'cause he doesn't want to exert too much energy by standing.
Trombe finally clears the city, heading into the forest side of Refuge.
Even the trees look a bit cute, many with purple blossoms where no flowers should be.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ummmm…wow."
ORN: "… . ."
ORN now learns true fear?
Cassandra Lionheart: "This is either really good for the trees…or we are walkng into a big battle…"
Cassandra_Lionheart sees ORN "Are you all right, bro?" *waves her hand in front of his face*
ORN: "Why would anything do this on such a scale?"
Pak: "W…wah."
Cassandra Lionheart: "…."
The path is much easier to follow. You pass a group of mows, tangled in purple ribbons.
Pak: "…"
Pak: "That's… silly.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Poor Mows…"
Sakha: "Probably deserved it, nasty buggers…"
ORN charges a full CB and puts them out of their misery
ORN: "Rare are the things deserving this… And This Group usually annihilates them more honorably"
Cassandra_Lionheart nods
Sakha: "She makes armor, not weapons."
The woods chrr around you.
Pak: "…Why did you attack the mows?"
Pak: "Seriously, why? ;_;"
Cassandra Lionheart: "We got to find her, before she…."
*stops and looks* "Cutify the place." *hears the noise* "ORN…you missed some!"
ORN nods at Cassie
ORN stares at Pak
ORN: "Even Mows do not deserve such a fate. That is why."
ORN prepares another burst
Cassandra Lionheart: "Just get the ones in purple…too show the others we are not killing them all."
ORN nods
Sakha ignores it, reviewing her notes and lets ORN handle things
Pak: "Sigh… I guess you haven't really seen their full might before…"
The chrring deepens, deeper than you have heard mows chrr before.
Pak: "Told you."
The ground shakes a bit.
Pak: "ORN's gonna get us kiiiilled~"
Trees begin to sway.
Hector: "Orn, stand down."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh my. Maybe you shouldn't have done it at all."
ORN shrugs
ORN: "Better this way."
Sakha: "Don't be a worrywort"
she says absently.
Hector: "Our goal is the mignons, not these guys."
Hector: "Save your energy for them."
You hear a *CRACK* from the right, then a tree crashes down across your path. Trombe leaps over it nimbly.
ORN: "… Very well…"
Cassandra_Lionheart blinks at Sakha "We are going to be in big trouble now."
Sakha is simply reading her notes, "Yeah, yeah…"
Another *CRACK* and a tree fall - beaning Trombe on the head! The party is thrown clear.
Hector rolls with the impact and gets up.
Pak wonders if Sakha's still reading her notes as she flies.
Hector jumps over to Sakha to catch her just in time.
The earth shakes - once, twice, thrice…many times.
Pak lands on his feet. Is a cat.
The deep chrrs resonate like a drum beat.
ORN: "They would likely have assaulted anyways"
Hector: "Trombe! You alright?"
[OOC] WC GM: ORN is correct, just so you know. ;)
ORN: "Especially after their forest was disturbed…"
[OOC] Hector: At least I'm damn close to limit.
Pak: "Still!"
Trombe: "Affirmative. Require removal of obstruction before resuming function."
Sakha blinks a bit. "Eh?"
Hector puts Sakha down.
ORN: "Affirmative"
Ahiru changes into a duck.
ORN kneels for a moment and blasts into the air
Hector: "We get tossed out of Trombe, and you were damn near about to land face-first."
[OOC] ORN: jump; target the tree of course
Cassandra_Lionheart sighs
ORN: "Clear the impact area. Incoming hostiles!"
Sakha: "Silly thing should watch where it's going."
She goes back to reading.
ORN: "Nine oversized blues, Nine oversized yellows"
ORN lands with his weapon in the tree. It mostly cut - but not quite. But before he can pull out of the tree to jump again…
A large blue mow - as big as ORN's torso - lands on the tree.
And another.
And another.
And another.
And then some yellow ones.
Hector: "Orn, get your ass back here!"
Thirty-six beady eyes wind up peering at you from atop the fallen timber.
ORN rips his lance out of the tree and jumps off
Mows: "CHRR!"
WC GM: //Battle order: Sakha:25 YellowMowDEF:25 YellowMowABC:24 YellowMowGHI:24 BlueMowABC:23 BlueMowGHI:22 Ahiru:21 Cassandra:17 Hector:17 Pak:17 Felicia:17 ORN:16 BlueMowDEF:16

Cassandra_Lionheart growls back to intimidate them
[OOC] WC GM: Sakha!
ORN darkens and motions to them to get over here
Hector: "They've got numbers, huh. Alright. Everyone, focus on hitting as many targets as possible."
[OOC] Hector: BlueMowDEF sounds like the name of a rapper.
Cassandra_Lionheart nods to Hector, and pulls out her huge sword
Sakha: "Eh?what? A fight?"// she pulls out her wand.
Three chrrs echo in Sakha's skull, trying to deafen her.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 60, 39, 20 for a total of 119
One succeeds, Silence(6)ing her.
[OOC] Hector: I have Echo Screens!
[OOC] Hector: No, I'm serious. I bought them back in chapter 2.
[OOC] Sakha: Silence proof
[OOC] Sakha: Accessory
[OOC] Hector: Rock on, Sakha.
Sakha's Magic Ring restores her soon enough.
[OOC] Pak: Sakha's too loud!
Sakha: "Was that supposed to do something?"
Yellow Mows A, B, and C pounce on Cassandra.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 69, 81, 30 ( Total: 180 ) **
WC GM rolled 1d10+120 and got 6 for a total of 126
WC GM rolled 1d10+120 and got 4 for a total of 124
WC GM rolled 1d10+120,200% and got 3 for a total of 246.0
Cassandra takes 126, MARM then 124, MARM then 246, MARM damage.
[OOC] Ahiru: I rolled a 1? Cry… You rememberd my AGI up right?
[OOC] Hector: wait a sec. They crit on a 30?
[OOC] WC GM: Ahiru: yes. Hector: yes.
[OOC] Hector: Um, wow. Way to gay, WC.
[OOC] Pak: …holy fucks
[OOC] ORN: could hurt… you ok there cassie?
Yellow Mows G, H, and I spread their attacks among Pak, Hector, and ORN.
[OOC] Hector: I bet you thought of that when you were at Richard Simmons' house.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 4, 94, 44 ( Total: 142 )
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: 20/372
WC GM rolled 1d10+120,200% and got 4 for a total of 248.0
WC GM rolled 1d10+120 and got 1 for a total of 121
Cassandra_Lionheart begins to glow yellow from her gloves ((SOS-Protect)) "YOU LITTLE PUNKS!"
Pak takes 248, MARM damage. ORN takes 121, MARM damage. Hector sidesteps.
Hector: "Huh. Was that a 99 or a 100%?"
Blue Mows A, B, and C chrr more - going for Hector.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 31, 35, 68 ( Total: 134 )
[OOC] ORN: 152/306
Hector sidesteps their chrring, too.
Hector: "I'm on a roll today, but I'm gonna hit a wall, I just know it."
[OOC] Hector: I'm doing hit and dodge quotes like SRW. :D
Blue Mows G, H, and I go for Felicia.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 85, 29, 78 ( Total: 192 )
[OOC] Pak: HP: 88/271, MP: 150/150, SoS: 67, Limit: 77.490775%
[OOC] Sakha: I need a hit for Limit 2
[OOC] Hector: Same here. D:
WC GM rolled 1d10+120 and got 6 for a total of 126
[OOC] Pak: You realize how much damage that is, right?
WC GM rolled 1d10+120 and got 9 for a total of 129
WC GM rolled 1d10+120,200% and got 1 for a total of 242.0
[OOC] Pak: That's almost a one-hit-kill.
Felicia takes 126, MARM then 129, MARM then 242, MARM damage.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: I am at limit…and then some.
[OOC] Hector: Yes, we know that WC is a cock who can't scale encounters properly.
[OOC] WC GM: 3 hit.
[OOC] WC GM: And - I figured Cassandra could take it. Felicia is being doppled - KO makes that easier.
[OOC] Sakha: I'd die from 3 hits if one was a crit
[OOC] WC GM: Also - wait until you counterattack.
[OOC] ORN: 69/368
[OOC] WC GM: Speaking of which - Ahiru!
[OOC] Hector: Orn's got some Sentinel-ing to do.
[OOC] Hector: And then he'll get killed anyway.
[OOC] ORN: indeed but be warned: I'm below half health already and MARM's gonna do me in. Hello limit tho
Ahiru steps up a little ducky dance, speeding up! (Haste 4)
[OOC] WC GM: Cassandra!
Cassandra_Lionheart screams
[OOC] WC GM: Hector!
Hector: "Hm. Alright."
Hector looks around, sees that everyone's all beat-up.
Pak is seeeeeeethe
Pak is gonna limit *_*
[OOC] WC GM: Umm - realized typo. Blue Mows are vs. ARM, not MARM. Only affects Felicia's damage, though.
Sakha: "Am I going to have to look after all of you sorry bums?"
Cassandra_Lionheart glares at Sakha
Hector: "I think…that a bit of relaxation's in order."
*Respite: Gives SOS-Regen*
Sakha does not like playing healer.
[OOC] ORN: ah. no worries, didn't read it right since I remembered the blues being ARM, so 69 still.
Hector uses a Hyper Potion on Cassie. "Don't want you dying on me." +250 HP
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: 270/372
Cassandra Lionheart: "Thanks, Hector."
[OOC] WC GM: Ah - you haven't seen the blue ones yet, have you? Cyan, yes, but not blue.
[OOC] ORN: cyan, blue, its blue.
Hector: "Hey, what're friends for."
[OOC] WC GM: Pak!
[OOC] WC GM: Actually, no. Cyan != blue.
[OOC] Hector: No, Cyan is a 50+ age swordmaster.
[OOC] ORN: either way I misread into calculating it right
Pak skips the special effects and jumps up into the air, throwing millions of needles HIMSELF
[OOC] WC GM: Also, Cyan was vs. MARM. ;)
[OOC] WC GM: But yeah.
Pak rolled 36d100 and got 81, 49, 61, 38, 5, 61, 60, 73, 38, 89, 46, 96, 61, 42, 17, 56, 81, 67, 56, 97, 10, 90, 99, 42, 50, 91, 2, 72, 44, 35, 71, 25, 84, 32, 62, 88 for a total of 2071
[OOC] Pak: COS 114
[OOC] Hector: Evade come into account?
[OOC] WC GM: Why 36? There are 18 enemies.
[OOC] Hector: He miscalculated.
[OOC] Pak: Sorry x.x
[OOC] Pak: 36 eyes= 18 enemies. >_>
[OOC] Pak: And versus MEVA
[OOC] WC GM: I'll just use the first 18 rolls, then.
[OOC] WC GM: This is the near-fatal one, right?
[OOC] Pak: Yes
Only Yellow Mows A and H, and Blue Mows A, C, and H, manage to avoid becoming pincushions. All the other mows look quite weak.
[OOC] WC GM: Felicia!
Felicia slashes herself along her blade, coating it in a blood-red glow, and dashes into Mow A, slicing at it!
Felicia rolled 1d100 and got 69 for a total of 69
[OOC] WC GM: Blue or Yellow A?
[OOC] Pak: group damaaage
[OOC] Hector: Orn's got CB.
[OOC] Hector: And then Ahiru may get an EI.
[OOC] Felicia: yellow A
[OOC] WC GM: hit
Felicia rolled 3d10+220 and got 2, 4, 3 for a total of 229
[OOC] Felicia: blood drinker so tell me how much she regains after ARM ^^;;;
Felicia regains 194 HP! Yellow Mow A looks almost as weak as its companions.
[OOC] Hector: btw, as far as I can tell, the SOS-regen is U and cannot be dispelled with a dispel spell.
[OOC] Hector: So I guess only Pak has it ATM.
[OOC] Pak: I don't n.n;
[OOC] Pak: I'm just above SOS
ORN plants his lance into the ground, rips his arms backwards with a massive electrical arc, and lights up the forest!
[OOC] Hector: Poopzorz.
ORN rolled 3d12+231 and got 5, 11, 10 for a total of 257
[OOC] ORN: any reason to roll scilence?
[OOC] WC GM: You can if you want, but it won't affect anything.
[OOC] ORN: no bother then ;p
[OOC] WC GM: Well, silence won't. Science usually does. ;)
[OOC] WC GM: Depending on which you meant.
[OOC] ORN: … ^^;
[OOC] ORN: silence, sorry
[OOC] Hector: Super Science.
Most of the mows stop moving.
ORN: "Obstructions put out of their misery, as requested."
ORN bows and grabs his lance
Blue Mow H looks at its not-moving companions G and I, and desparately charges at ORN.
WC GM rolled 1d100 and got 79 ( Total: 79 )
WC GM rolled 3d10+120 and got 3, 4, 4 for a total of 131
Hits for 131, ARM damage.
WC GM: //Status Phase - Ahiru: AGI Up(U),Haste(3)

WC GM: Status Phase - Cassandra: AGI Up(3),POW Up(3)
WC GM: Battle order: Ahiru:42 BlueMowH:24 Sakha:22 Cassandra:21 YellowMowB:20 BlueMowAC:20 ORN:18 Hector:18 Pak:18 Felicia:18 Ahiru:7(EI)
[OOC] WC GM: Ahiru!
The remaining yellow mow looks weak. The blue mows don't look that much better.
[OOC] WC GM: Err - that should be Yellow Mow H, not B, in the init.
Ahiru attacks Blue Mow H with an Eye Jab!
Ahiru rolled 1d100 and got 34 for a total of 34
[OOC] WC GM: hit
Ahiru rolled 3d8+112,125% and got 5, 8, 7 for a total of 165.0
Ahiru rolled 1d100 and got 46 for a total of 46
[OOC] WC GM: Err - 3d8+112?
[OOC] WC GM: Weapon marked on sheet is 2d8+8*STR, and STR=6.
[OOC] Ahiru: 108, EVA CoS Blind
[OOC] ORN: wait. why would she be using STR based attacks if her strength is 6???
[OOC] Ahiru: AGIbased as duck
[OOC] Ahiru: and the 2d8 is a typo
[OOC] WC GM: Ahh, okay.
[OOC] WC GM: Fix the typo after session, please, then.
Ahiru jabs the eye straight through to the brain. It stops just as it was about to pounce.
[OOC] WC GM: Sakha!
Sakha grumbles about saving people's asses and casts Cura on everyone.
Sakha rolled 3d8+228,75% and got 7, 6, 8 for a total of 186.75
[OOC] WC GM: Cassandra!
Cassandra_Lionheart slashes at the only Yellow Mow there.
[OOC] Pak: HP: 271/271, MP: 150/150, SoS: 67, Limit: 0%
Cassandra Lionheart rolled 1d100 and got 25 for a total of 25
[OOC] WC GM: hit
Cassandra Lionheart rolled 3d12+154,125% and got 2, 9, 10 for a total of 218.75
What yellow mow?
Blue Mows A and C pounce at Sakha and Ahiru.
WC GM rolled 2d100 and got 16, 42 ( Total: 58 )
WC GM rolled 3d10+120,200% and got 3, 9, 7 for a total of 278.0
WC GM rolled 3d10+120 and got 3, 10, 3 for a total of 136
Sakha takes 278, ARM damage. Ahiru takes 136, ARM damage.
The mows that remain look a bit healthier after their attacks.
ORN: "This should finish things…"
ORN cracks his knuckles off, and fires another volley of electric death at the area
ORN rolled 3d12+231 and got 2, 4, 2 for a total of 239
Blue Mow C falls, but A is still there…barely.
[OOC] WC GM: Hector!
Hector: "It's up to me to finish things!"
[OOC] Sakha: HP:80/315-MP:353/373-Limit:628/315/472.5/630.0/787.5-SOS:78.8
[OOC] Pak: Ooh!
[OOC] Pak: Go dramatic!
[OOC] Pak: Er… wait, nevermind.
[OOC] Pak: I was thinking of something else
Hector rushes at Blue A and strikes furiously. //"One Fifty, Gerbera Coil!"
[OOC] WC GM: Hector's usually dramatic with dynamic kills, no?
Hector rolled 1d100-208 and got 37 for a total of -171
[OOC] WC GM: And - hit - this will be a dramatic kill, even if he rolls minimum damage.
Hector rolled 3d8+112 and got 3, 3, 1 for a total of 119
So much for the last of these mows.
WC GM rolled 18d100 and got 17, 24, 93, 79, 45, 80, 50, 75, 89, 61, 36, 86, 67, 98, 80, 91, 77, 6 for a total of 1154
[OOC] Ahiru: HP:263/349-MP:280/366-Limit:398/349/523.5/698.0/872.5-SOS:87.3
Hector flicks his whip and the Mow explodes in a mass of blood and guts. "Heh, foolish."
Cassandra_Lionheart blinks "HUUUUUAAAAAAH???"
Pak sighs. "That was irritating…"
Pak: "But at least we got mostly healed."
Cassandra Lionheart: "I agree."
Pak: "Sakha, you okay?"
2 Hi-Potions and 1 X-Potion remain.
[OOC] Hector: When I get Greatswords, I'm going to annoy the everloving shit out of you all.
Hector yoinks the X-Potion.
Sakha grumbles and heals herself up. "I don't need your help you know."
Cassandra_Lionheart grabs the Hi-Potion, and glares at Hector
Sakha rolled 3d8+228 and got 1, 8, 8 for a total of 245
ORN focuses a little
Sakha is back to full HP
Cassandra Lionheart: "Since when did you become a Chemist?"
Between the Mow corpses and a few of the pricier salvageable cute bits along the way, the party scavenges 2710 Gil each.
ORN blows off his outer layer and covers everyone in light healing dust
[OOC] ORN: healing wind
[OOC] WC GM: Also, 7732 XP each.
Hector: "What? Potions are useful."
ORN rolled 2d6+36 and got 4, 1 for a total of 41
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah…True. I though it was something else. I never saw that one before."
Ahiru turns human again and recuperates a bit.
Pak: "You can take the X-Pot."
Hector cracks his whip.
Pak counts up his gil.
Hector already took the X-Potion. :3
[OOC] Ahiru: twice and I'm full
[OOC] WC GM: BTW, Cassandra: there were 2 Hi-Potions. You took them both?
[OOC] Hector: I never got hit. Dammit, I need my AoE limit if only for Armor-Pierce.
[OOC] ORN: 41hp to everyone, yes I know its crap
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: Just one
[OOC] Hector: Though I have my 2/2, which drains 30% of the damage as HP.
[OOC] WC GM: Ah. Who takes the other Hi-Potion, then?
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: 312/372
Cassandra Lionheart: "Thanks ORN."
ORN: "… This repair stuff is more difficult than it seems…"
[OOC] Sakha: Woot level 31
Trombe: "Requesting removal of obstruction."
ORN nods
ORN: "All friendlies please clear the area"
ORN blasts off into the air once more
Hector steps back.
Cassandra_Lionheart backs off
The general lack of chrring and earth-shaking indicates there are probably no further mows in the immediate vicinity.
ORN crashes into the tree
Pak: "Alright…"
The tree severs this time.
Trombe stands back up, slightly dented but functional.
Pak: "Kyah."
Sakha boards Trombe again.
ORN: "hm…"
Pak: "Let's get going. x.x We don't need more natural disasters."
ORN looks at Trombe's damage
Cassandra_Lionheart walks into Trombe again
Trombe: "Systems at ninety-eight percent function. Minor repairs warranted - advise supplying after transit complete."
Hector gets onto Trombe.
ORN will try out-of-combat application of Reis Wind
Cassandra Lionheart: "Okay, Trombe."
Hector: "Yeah, we'll get you hammered back into shape once we find someone else with mechanical prowess."
ORN manages to Wind out the worst of the dent, but the rest will need a proper tool set - especially a hammer.
Once all are aboard, Trombe resumes charging to the south.
Even with Trombe's speed, it takes all afternoon, evening, and night to follow the trail - past Refuge City and on to Seaburg.
You can FEEL the difference upon your arrival.
Not a single resident has escaped bows, bells, ribbons, or some sort of treatment - and not just in purples, but reds too.
And pinks.
Hector: "…ow, my soul."
And a bit of lacy whites.
Cassandra_Lionheart blinks and shakes her head
Hector: "…ow, my eyes."
ORN: "… … … . ."
Pak: "Wow…"
Pak: "It's… like some sort of fairy tale~!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ok…This is too cute, even for me."
Two blurs - one purple, one pink - can be seen occasionally racing around the city.
ORN: "… This is likely them. Interception required."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks to see if it is who she think is it.
The pink one scrambles over Trombe. "Hinyolongtimenoseenyowhat'sthisyougotnyoheretakethisnyogottarunnyo!" And races away again, leaving a big reddish bow around Trombe's neck.
Cassandra Lionheart: "It is them."
Hector unties the bow from Trombe.
Cassandra_Lionheart whistles really loudly, hoping the two tornadoes stop!
Hector: "No respect. His paintjob is all the visual enhancement he needs."
ORN jumps off trombe, crashing into the ground before slowly standing from his kneeling position
Pak: "Here, lemme have that."
ORN: "This must end"
Hector notices that pink hearts have been painted underneath the bow.
Pak grabs the big Ribbon." // //
The paint is still wet.
Hector: "Ahhh!"
Pak puts it around him like a scarf.
Pak then jumps after ORN!
Pak: "Okay, ORN!"
The two blurs race into the underwater portion of the city.
Hector: "Sakha, please water the wet paint on Trombe. I don't want him to be violated!"
Pak: "It's time for special operation Moe Mithra Delivery!"
Pak climbs on his back.
Pak: "I'll put a stop to this once and for all…!"
Sakha glares at Hector and magicks up some cleaning duty.
ORN jumps, target; nearest interceptable blur
Cassandra_Lionheart gets off Trombe and races after the tornadoes
Cassandra Lionheart: "I'll go stop those two."
Hector: "Thank you. Really. Thank you."
Neither blur is within line of sight. They have moved to the underwater tunnels - in which closed quarters, jumping will be a problem.
Pak …
Pak: "…Alright."
Pak: "This…"
Pak: "Is my time. ORN, stay out of sight."
The paint comes off with enough water before it can dry.
Pak: "You don't wanna get painted up by those two, right?"
[OOC] WC GM: Awareness, Pak and ORN.
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 29 ( Total: 29 )
Pak heads towards the tunnels, the scarf/ribbon twirling in the wind
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 7 for a total of 7**
Cassandra_Lionheart doesn't say a word and looks for the fashion tornadoes also
[OOC] ORN: made it by 66
[OOC] ORN: 65 sorry
There is indeed a small pink heart sticker on ORN's forehead. Pak sees how to get it off without leaving residue.
Pak peels it off.
[OOC] Hector: The only robot that's allowed to be attractive is Tenryuujin. Maybe Fei-Yen, too.
Pak heads back into his old town…
ORN: "…"
Hector: "Trombe, follow Pak."
ORN smashes off the offending chunk
Cassandra Lionheart: "They are getting to freaky with this!"
[OOC] Pak: I'm going into underwater tunnels.
[OOC] Pak: Trombe can't follow.
[OOC] ORN: carrying Pak there it seems so going too
Hector: "Well, as far as you can, anyway."
Trombe: "Affirmative."
Hector: "I don't think you're designed for underwater travel, are you?"
Pak stands on top of ORN, posing heroically, with his scarf flapping and his skirt flipping up.
Trombe: "Underwater travel possible. Overwater travel preferred. Destination excessively confined."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pak..your showing.."
Pak: "That's okay."
Pak: "To put a stop to these two…"
Cassandra_Lionheart blushes
Hector: "Yeah, don't worry. Just take us up to the tunnels, and wait for us."
Pak: "I'll do whatever it takes, including sacrificing my own manhood!"
Trombe soon stands on the beach next to the tunnels. As the tide comes in, Trombe seems to float up and down as waves wash under Trombe's feet.
Sakha sighs. "This is a madhouse isn't it?"
ORN: "This Unit is unsure Pak is capable of regrowing such sections. Please avoid sharp implements"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pak, let us get them together at least."
Ahiru bobs follows along, she wants to see what'll happen.
[OOC] Pak: I keep combining moe-trapness and GAR qualities in Pak.
Hector gets off of Trombe.
Hector looks around.
The tunnels are tunnels. Kind of reminiscent of Shaft, except metal and plastic instead of carved out of rock.
Cassandra_Lionheart whispers to Pak "Maybe some tights next time to go with it…I don't know." then looks in his face with a red blush showing*
ORN: "… … … This is a little… difficult to consume.."
Hector: "Sakha, you wanna come and see what's up? I mean, it's your brother on the line here."
Sakha: "I suppose so… though I think it'll be frighteing…
Pak: "Don't eat the walls."
Pak: "They're holding back the water."
Hector: "It'll build character! …or something."
Pak: "That's stupid."
Hector chuckles.
Hector carefully starts on his way towards Pak's current position.
Pak looks around for the two blurs…
Cassandra_Lionheart looks around also.
Even down here, no one has been spared - though the purple and pink efforts seem to clash a bit, as if their makers have grown slightly desperate.
ORN: "…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Man…Tacky!"
A Mithra, eyes hollow-looking and wrapped in nothing but pink and purple ribbons, staggers up to the party.
Pak grabs a strip of purple ribbon and a strip of pink ribbon.
She points further down the tunnels.
Pak: "Thank you, miss!"
The Mithra then wanders on, not noticing or acknowledging Pak's taking of her clothing.
Cassandra_Lionheart hugs th eMithra, and takes some more ribbons off
Nor Cassandra's.
ORN: "… . ."
Cassandra Lionheart: "It is just shock.."
Hector: "Hm."
Hector: "Man, it'd be nice if we could move faster than them and set up some tripwires."
Cassandra Lionheart: "We have to stop them. Poor Mithra."
Hector: "Or some kind of immobilizing trap."
As the party moves along, the air feels different.
Pak: "Hm?"
Almost as if sugar was precipitating out of the air.
Pak: "…"
Cassandra_Lionheart sniffs and gags…"What the hell!?!?"
Pak: "Okay, you guys."
Pak: "If you don't wanna come any farther, here's the place to stop."
Cassandra Lionheart: "I'm going with you Pak."
Hector pulls his shirt up over his mouth and nose.
Pak: "Beyond here things might get too dangerous for normal humans."
Pak nods to Cassie.
Hector: "…hm."
Hector pulls his shirt back down.
Cassandra Lionheart: "No worries. We just have to stop them."
ORN: "This Unit will continue"
Hector: "What're you gonna do, Sakha?"
ORN forms an arc across his fingers
Hector: "You're not exactly used to this frilly crap, and neither am I."
Pak: "ORN, you realize that this situation may not be conduitive to violence, right?"
Pak: "This isn't a battle of physical strength."
Sakha uses air magic to purify a bubble of air around herself.
ORN: "yet."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah…This is a battle of fashion statements. And we have to stop this by talking it out."
ORN: "This Unit is capable of talking"
Cassandra_Lionheart leaves her sword with Hector. "Hold this, okay, please?"
A trio of roughly 5 year old Mithra children run past you - then you realize, as they pass, that they're actually 30ish, dressed up just that well.
Hector: "…if you insist."
Sakha has a large bubble around her, big enough for others who can't take the sugar can join in the fresher air.
Hector: "But if Sakha's going in, then I guess I will, too."
Hector: "'cause I sure as hell don't want to be standing here alone."
Pak: "You guys stay in the bubble, then."
Sakha: "Can't lose to me, can you?"
Pak heads in, covering his mouth with the scarf.
Ahiru smiles and follows along too.
Cassandra_Lionheart heads in behind Pak, breathing lightly.
Hector stays within the air bubble.
Cassandra_Lionheart looks to Pak "Ready?"
ORN follows, having no nose
Pak enteres. "Yes."
Cassandra_Lionheart stands right next to Pak, and follows him in
The walls themselves begin to look cute - plain, except for paint in suggestive patterns, flowers, sparklies that might be gems or might be illusions or might be that sugar actually precipitating, and even the bolts and nuts seem to be oversized a bit.
The aura begins to overwhelm - and, ironically, loses a bit of its effectiveness.
Pak: "…Is this some sort of cutesy nexus?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Maybe?"
Finally the party comes across a room where the two blurs confront each other, mirroring every move exactly. Fortunately, everyone else alive in here seems to have escaped.
ORN: "… …"
Baby mannequins and animals with wide eyes and plants and artwork suggesting two suns - one rising, one setting - decorate the room.
Pak: "…Oho."
The blurs pause as the party is noticed - sure enough, they are Mignon Rose and Mignon Lilas.
MignonsInPerfectChorus: "YOU!"
Ahiru: "Who?"
Pak: "Us! n.n"
They glance at each other, trading perfectly synchronized challenging glares.
They then resume looking at the party.
Pak poses in his Cure Black outfit.
Cassandra_Lionheart poses in her Cure White outfit
[OOC] JayM: You're too used to typing Cure
[OOC] Pak: …no
ORN grows completely dark and glares intimidatingly
Ahiru just falls in and poses too.
[OOC] Pak: That IS Cure Black.
[OOC] Pak: We stole our outfits from Anime >_>
[OOC] Ahiru: They are the Pretty Cures
[OOC] JayM: Oh
[OOC] JayM: Sorry >_O I've seen Cure typoed as Cute too many times. Sorry
MignonsInPerfectChorus: "You will…"
They once again glance at each other, as if daring each other to stop interrupting.
Pak: "…"
Hector doesn't move a muscle.
Sparks seem to build up…and wasn't there sugar dissolved in the air at near-precipitating levels?//
Cassandra Lionheart: "This is bad."

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