EC Session 8.14

Morning, Merch 3 Gravday. //
The party has just penetrated what appears to be Grav's outer boundary. A maze of twisty little passages, all alike and choked with machinery (and, thanks to ORN, smoke, fire, and blood), stretches in all six directions.
Fortunately, the clone army seems to have stopped…for the moment.
Pak looks around confusedly.
Riia pauses, too.
Cassandra Lionheart stops, and coughs the stale air out of her lungs.
Cassandra gets a lungful of smoke. Perhaps right here is not the best place for that.
ORN nods at the others
Cassandra Lionheart coughs again.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ugh…Okay. What now?"
ORN: "Forward of course. Wherever that may be."
Cassandra Lionheart nods and waits for the others to move again.
ORN does a quick check of the rest of the room
Hector: "We just gonna blast through the walls and forget the mazelike structure a'the whole place?"
Pak: "Let's see if that's viable. ORN?"
ORN sees metal and some near-unidentifiable substance his assimilated datacrystal says is plastic and other things that practically scream of manufactured origin.
[OOC] Hector: At least you're not saying "manufacted" like they do in FF12 all the time.
ORN: "… compressed or burnt dead organic parts… These sections are usable however…"
[OOC] WC GM: I try to avoid such things.
ORN: "… This This Unit isn't sure of"
Pak: "PLease either eat or explode the walls, to see what they do. :3"
ORN takes some of the metal but points at the unknown
The metal is edible. If the machines were using those bits, they aren't now.
Though, none of the machinery the walls are made of seems to be doing much anyway.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah. We have to press forward."
Hector rubs his forehead and then looks around. "Hm…so which way's forward?"
ORN: "… Tasting, will see. Also, This This Unit doesn't know"
Sakha seems to have finally woken up some, but she still doesn't seem very aware of things. She's sticking close to Hector though.
Hector rolled 1d100 and got 97 for a total of 97
ORN points again at the unknown, and tries seeing if any of the metal leads anywhere
[OOC] Hector: …fuck.
Hector gets dizzy and falls backwards.
Ahiru rolled 1d100 and got 13 for a total of 13
The metal leads everywhere.
Riia frowns at Hector and taps him with her foot.
[OOC] Ahiru: My Navigation passes!
[OOC] Ahiru: by 87
Hector gets up, then picks his hat up and puts it back on. "Didn't think I'd get dizzy just by standin' still."
ORN: "This Group could dig pretty much any way with this. Please pick a direction, or slow and 'outwards' will have to do."
Ahiru: "We should be heading down."
[OOC] Sakha: Lore MoonBase
Sakha rolled 1d100 and got 42 for a total of 42
[OOC] Sakha: pass
Sakha: "This place has changed from the information I studied…"
Ahiru thinks and summons Gaia "Can you make a path to the deepest chamber in the ground here?"
ORN: "An intrusion of a mobile core would do that, most likely. Any specific information, however?"
ORN: "If your Gaia can point the way"
Gaia appears. Looks around.
Gaia grabs on to the metal and TUGS. Pint-sized spirit rips out a section of corridor twice as tall as ORN, and tosses it down a different corridor.
Cassandra Lionheart looks and blinks
Eric Lionheart: "…"
Hector: "Okay, that's hardcore."
Eric Lionheart: "Well, that works."
Cassandra Lionheart: "That will solve a problem."
Hector also feels kind of puny and weak now. ;_;
Pak hee.
Pak <3
Hector looks to Sakha in a sort of "Please don't tell me you expect me to be that strong" kind of way.
Ahiru: "Good Gaia, keep it up, tell me if you get tired."
Cassandra Lionheart just looks at little Gaia, and smiles with encouragement.
Gaia nods, dropping down the corridor to the next intersection and repeating the process.
Cassandra Lionheart follows Gaia.
Sakha looks back at Hector. "Please don't get an inferiority complex to a force of nature."
ORN shrugs and follows, apparently useless there
[OOC] WC GM: Quotable.
[OOC] Sakha: who me?
Pak follows happily. "Well, this should make things easy~"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Real easy."
Hector: "Well, it's just…I mean…*sighs* Nevermind. At least you don't want me to compete with that."
Hector hooks his arm around hers.
[OOC] WC GM: Yes you. :P
Sakha: "… The fightings going to get worse from here I'd bet, and you're now treating it like a Sunday stroll. Didn't you have enough carrying me here?"
Hector: "Hey, you can't take yourself too seriously, or you've lost. And doesn't us being here together mean something?"
Eventually, the corridor starts regrowing after Gaia rips it out.
Pak: "It's taking longer to regrow here."
Fast enough to regenerate as fast as Gaia opens it. Gaia keeps ripping and throwing, but has come to a halt.
Pak: "Oh."
Sakha: "Yes, it means we're here to save the world."
Pak: "Ohhh, I see."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah."
*looks at Gaia* "What is up?"
ORN: "… You need to break it apart and assimilate in order to get through."
Hector sighs again. "That's not what I meant. Am I just surrounded by people who never get what I'm tryin' to say?"
Ahiru: "Doesn't it eat ORN back?"
ORN: "… It attempts."
Ahiru: "Not good though…"
ORN: "… It loses much of this power when… separated… violently."
Ahiru holds out a hand to Gaia.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well then."
*unsheathes her sword* "I say we blow it open."
ORN: "Grav has excellent range thanks to the size of the material in these matters."
Gaia hops up on the hand and cuddles weakly.
ORN: "… His technique, however… is somewhat lacking in refinement."
Ahiru: "Come here, you've done good."
She kisses Gaia and lets the spirit rest.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Whatever…Lets just use force this time through."
Gaia vanishes.
ORN gives it a shot, firing into the wall and absorbing the debris, and tries to tough out the retaliation attempt
[OOC] Ahiru: What material is the base?
Cassandra Lionheart slashes at the wall.
Pak: "We could just, you know, wander into the maze."
Hector charges up a one-handed shock, pushes his hand onto the wall, and fires.
[OOC] WC GM: The base is metal and plastic.
The debris, surprisingly, does not try to retaliate. Rather, it grows away from ORN, like a cancer…but ORN is slightly faster, assimilating and stopping it.
However, still no progress is made between Cassandra, ORN, and Hector. The wall - well, floor - just keeps regrowing.
Pak ah?"
Pak hm.
Riia frowns.
Hector: "Well, we gotta find the weak point a'this thing and just hit it for all it's worth."
Hector: "Any ideas, Riia? You're pretty smart."
ORN: "… You… Fear. Avoid… Regroup further away. WEAK. … but a little annoyingly fast in its attempt to escape"
Riia shrugs…
Cassandra Lionheart looks at he wall, and sighs. "I doubt I can swing faster than it regenerates for once."
Riia frowns and tilts her head.
ORN: "… The abnormal material… the organic solid one… It grows rather fast."
ORN: "Perhaps it may be killed, however."
[OOC] Riia: Would Knowledge: Magic tell me if the wall could be drained of magic, and if that could help?
[OOC] ORN: hell if you throw the suggestion white draw could tell us
[OOC] Riia: Actually, if Riia has the slightest idea it'll work she's gonna Grounder the wall.
[OOC] WC GM: It's not magic - not MP, anyway.
[OOC] WC GM: You can try rolling it, though.
[OOC] ORN: in the meantime pen did say to call on felicia's intuitive… so orn will voice his own thought on the matter
ORN: "Felicia, can you make this part dead?"
Ahiru summons out Pyr. "Can you melt a way to the lowest level?"
Pyr comes out. Hops onto the floor.
Pyr puts both hands together, rubbing them, while looking at the floor with intense determination.
Pak hmm.
[OOC] Hector: At least we've found a use for all the spirits we have stored in the amulet.
Felicia looks at the floor in thought. Perhaps if someone had a suggestion.
Hector rolled 1d100 and got 92 for a total of 92
ORN: "Dead. Like the ones that always heal themselves"
[OOC] Hector: Tactics for the hell of it.
Pyr pounds both hands into the ground. A column of flame - near plasma - intrudes into the floor.
[OOC] Hector: Not a critfail, but pass by 54 on no penalty.
Sure enough, there is an opening - filled with flame. Not good to get through, though…
Pak :O
Pak quickly peeks downward. Does it look like they could get there?
Hector points at Ahiru. "I've got it!"
Hector: "Eric, scan this thing first."
ORN takes a quick look at its borders
Hector: "Yes, I want you to scan where we are."
The floor regenerates up to the border of the flame. No getting through that.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Hmm."
Eric Lionheart: "…Alright."
ORN throws out a quick message in heat "Stop"
Eric Lionheart does as requested.
Pyr ignores ORN.
ORN: "Ahiru, warn him it needs to be made not-alive. The material regrows as fast as he can melt it as it is."
Level 99 Arcana Construct. ????/???? HP, 0/0 MP. A Regenerating floor…why was that capitalized?
ORN: "Unable to heal"
Pak: "…Oh."
ORN: "Felicia does it all the time."
Pak casts a weak poison spell on it.
Ahiru: "I wonder if we can get through the heat if Chilla protect us from the heat…"
Hector: "If it's alive, then we have to find a way to stop its regeneration."
Pak: "I'm on it."
Hector: "What do we have that's alive? Milf!"
That stops the regeneration. The sickly metal holds where Pyr pushed it back to.
Cassandra Lionheart grumbles "Some type of zombifying strike huh?"
Pak: "Nah, I got it."
Pyr ceases his flame column. The path is clear.
ORN nods at Cassie
Hector: "Ah-ha! Pak, you're onto something!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Or that."
ORN: "That word. yes."
Ahiru: "Thank you Pyr!"
Pak: "It's alive, so poison halts its regeneration."
Hector: "Felicia, do you have any poison strikes?"
Pak: "Now we can get through easily."
Felicia nods.
Hector: "Alright. You and Pak head up front and poison the front area while we hack through."
ORN: "As long as she can do this, This Unit can remove the offending material."
Pak nods. "Poison is a low-level spell, so I can do it all day~"
Pak poison poison poison <3
Felicia holds up her blade, charging it with a sickly black and green aura. She then jumps down through the corridor to the next junction.
Cassandra Lionheart nods, and begins hacking at the wall.
ORN enlarges the hole and follows
Between Pak's poison and Felicia's strike, the regenerating walls turn green and rotted and begin to wither before the party's eyes.
Hector has since let go of Sakha.
The party has never seen metal rotting before. Rusting, yes, but not rotting.
Hector: "Well, we're getting somewhere now!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah."
*follows ORN.*
Hector: "Pak, if you're feelin' a little tired, I've got a few mental refreshers for ya."
Pak: "…ew. :<"
Pak: "I'm fine. Like I said, this is cheap. But I'll take one anyway from teleporting earlier."
Pak drinks down the mp-restorer like he was in some kind of soda commercial.
Hector half-expects Sakha to send a water blast across the place to compliment the scene.
ORN: "dead organic things are strange.
[OOC] Sakha: If it's rotting… does it smell?
Pak: "Yeah. And they smell usually too."
[OOC] WC GM: Yep.
Pak holds his nose.
Sakha gags. "It stinks…"
ORN: "A useful way of finding out?"
ORN: "hm… How do you smell things anyways?"
Cassandra Lionheart coughs again. "I need fresh air.."
Sakha tries using Air magic to keep the air around the party fresh.
Pak: "It's a particulate sensor that inhales things in the air and detects the presence of impurities."
Pak blinks.
Pak: "…How'd I know that?"
Cassandra's statement proves prophetic. The levels below the party collapse into gas - and not healthy-looking gas, either. Sakha's wind forms a barrier for now, but the gas is pressing in.
Hector: "How DID you know that?"
Pak: "Anyway, this gas doesn't look good!"
ORN: "So you just taste the air"
Hector: "Eric, you wanna help out with the air?"
Cassandra Lionheart looks down and sighs "Please Eric. This rot, is going to choke the life out of us."
[OOC] Sakha: Lore checks for the gas?
[OOC] Sakha: Lore What?
Eric Lionheart assists Sakha with the Air magic part, hoping that doubled up magic usage will more then suffice.
[OOC] WC GM: Alien Tech, maybe.
[OOC] Riia: Or Biology?
[OOC] Riia: Alien Tech first
[OOC] Ahiru: Biotech?
Riia rolled 1d100 and got 34 for a total of 34
Ahiru rolled 1d100 and got 35 for a total of 35
[OOC] Riia: Pass by 66
Riia rolled 1d100 and got 24 for a total of 24
[OOC] Riia: Biology pass by 36
That's poison gas, alright. Created by the party's combined efforts, more than by the base.
Grav is probably SO glad to not breathe right now.
Riia frowns, then blanches.
It can be kept at bay for now, but attacking Grav's heart with it all around is not advisable.
[OOC] Pak: …is anyone else imagining some of GlaDOS's lines from the end of Portal?
Pak: "This… bleeh, this is an unexpected development. T-this is why you need proper ventilation!"
Ahiru summons Milf. "Can you change that gas into something pleasant and helpful?"
[OOC] WC GM: This isn't a deadly neurotoxin. It's just a deadly toxin - non-cell-specific. ;)
Cassandra Lionheart nods
ORN: "This group HAS been melting metal and burning organics"
Milf looks at the cloud, thinking.
ORN will extend a limb into it and try and absorb any metals or minerals, to at least make it a bit easier on the others
Milf: "Does Mama have suggestions?"
Pak: "Make it into healthy gas?"
[OOC] WC GM: ORN: AGI check.
Ahiru: "make it smell nice and invigorate the party healing us."
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 16 for a total of 16
[OOC] ORN: very pass
[OOC] ORN: well, by 21
ORN finds only a powerful poison - one able to infect even metal, somehow. Manages to retract the limb before he would have contracted Venom(U).
ORN: "… This is not simple debris"
Milf: "Okay Mama!"
Milf dives into the gas…
ORN: "You may have wished to wait, there…"
The noxious cloud swirls and churns, changing from a dark yellow-green to pink with rainbow sparkles.
Pak sweatdrops.
Sakha drops the wind barrier
A powerful scent of roses washes over the party.
Those who have exerted can feel themselves refreshed.
Eric Lionheart: "…"
[OOC] WC GM: HP/MP restored.
Cassandra Lionheart breathes in deeply. "This is better."
Eric Lionheart: "Well, that helps."
Sakha: "Did Milf channel Mignon Rose?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Maybe. It was a life saving one."
Milf returns, giggling. "Did Milf do good, Mama?"
Pak feels better~
Pak: "Aaah, that's nice."
Ahiru: "Very!"
Riia rolls her eyes at Sakha's comment, then ruffles her hair.
Milf: "Yaay~"
Milf cuddles Ahiru. "Does Mama still need me?"
Hector rubs pink sparkles out of his eyes.
Ahiru: "I should be good now, but I may call again if some trouble happens…"
Hector: "Gah, this is useful, but itchy."
Pak: "I feel great~! Let's go find Grav~"
Sakha looks at the bunny then steps away and fixes her hair.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah, lets get him."
ORN: "… That may not be so rapid. Riia, any other knowledge of this complex you may hold?"
Riia frowns.
Riia rolled 1d100 and got 96 for a total of 96
[OOC] Riia: Apparently not.
Riia shakes her head, mystified.
[OOC] Hector: What were you rolling?
Milf fades away.
[OOC] Riia: Luna that Was
[OOC] Hector: Ah.
Sakha rolled 1d100 and got 35 for a total of 35
[OOC] Sakha: Pass on same check
[OOC] Sakha: by 55
[OOC] WC GM: What specifically were you checking for?
[OOC] Riia: I was thinking distance and obstacles to the core, I dunno about Sakha.
Pak: "So… organic thing gone, now where to~"
Pak looks about.
ORN: "Towards the enemy. There may remain some clone types, or automated defenses. This Unit strongly doubt Grav's core is undefended."
Pak: "Well, yeah…"
Pak sees a pink cloud with rainbow sparkles every which way.
ORN: "Locating any information or tools may also prove useful."
Pak …hm.
The walls continue to shrink, wither, and rot.
That includes the ceiling and floor.
…the floor that the party is standing on.
Pak …
Cassandra Lionheart: "I think we should keep moving.."
*points down*
Pak tries to scoot towards someplace that isn't rotting @_@
Eric Lionheart: "Yes, and quickly."
There is no such place.
Pak eeeerk.
Pak: "…W…where do we go?!"
It looks like soon there may be no more floor - or no further levels below. Just one long drop…and how many kilometers was it?
Pak: "Sahka! FLOAT NAO PLZ."
ORN: "Further down. Simply wait."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Okay. Very bad."
Sakha casts Float on everyone.
Pak sighs and relaxes. c_c
The floor abruptly collapses in on itself, sending the party down half a level. Sakha's Float takes hold just before impact would have occurred.
Hector breathes out in relief.
ORN: "That was not so high"
Hector: "Well, you'd be able to fix a broken limb more easily than we can."
Eric Lionheart: "Indeed."
The party gets a few seconds to take this in, before said floor collapses in on the next, and the next…ORN calculates a 2 kilometer drop before the party slows down due to not-yet-chain-collapsed floor again.
ORN: "Yours could be reinforced too. This Unit has been practicing."
While this floor is holding for the moment, it is groaning under its own weight.
Hector taps his foot on the ground. Is Float still active?
ORN: "… Well, in any case, this should continue for several minutes longer. If you wish, Dispel This Unit, and This Unit will clear the way straight down"
It is. Hector's tap triggers another half-kilometer drop.
Hector: "Whoa! Wasn't expecting that!"
Cassandra Lionheart lets out a miniture yelp as she floats down
ORN: "Felicia: Dispel please"
Felicia Dispel Strikes ORN.
ORN: "This Unit will make your ride down more comfortable."
[OOC] ORN: besides falling down all slow was bloody disconcerting for him ;p
ORN makes sure to impact well below, to leave good and healthy holes
[OOC] Hector: brb yo
Pak: "…I could have just cast Tractor on him, but oh well, if he wanted hit by Felicia's sword that bad. c_c"
[OOC] ORN: oh right that does some damage ; eh, its for two good causes. how much? ^^;
[OOC] ORN: besides, angel ring, regen and so on
ORN keeps impacting, the impacts almost shattering him - but the pink mist restoring almost as quickly.
[OOC] WC GM: HP/MP restored. :P
[OOC] ORN: that stuff's still around?
[OOC] WC GM: Yes.
[OOC] Riia: He wants to know how high his limit gauge is, WC.
[OOC] WC GM: Obscuring vision.
[OOC] WC GM: …between the repeated impacts he keeps getting, let's just call it Full.
[OOC] ORN: yay
[OOC] WC GM: End Boss fight coming up and all.
[OOC] ORN: and I wasn't even gonna ask except about felicia's strike damage ^^.

ORN falls, faster and faster…and then the pink is replaced with black…and then ORN is "falling" upward, decelerating…
The pink soon returns to ORN's vision.
ORN: "Ah."
ORN: "The center of gravity"
[OOC] ORN: … … … I'm sorry the pun really just came out
[OOC] WC GM: It's barely even a pun, yo. :P
Cassandra Lionheart looks "Nothingness.."
ORN's flight crests, then he falls back…
ORN: "hm… This should stablise soon enough."
Another bout of black, then pink, and he is falling upwards…
[OOC] WC GM: Awareness from everyone but ORN
Cassandra Lionheart rolled 1d100 and got 54 for a total of 54
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: pass by 46
ORN: ".. this is rather fun.."
Eric Lionheart rolled 1d100 and got 51 for a total of 51
[OOC] Eric Lionheart: Pass by 49.
Sakha: //!1d100 //
Sakha rolled 1d100 and got 77 for a total of 77
[OOC] Hector: hi.
[OOC] Sakha: Fail
Ahiru rolled 1d100 and got 41 for a total of 41
[OOC] Ahiru: pass
Hector rolled 1d100 and got 10 for a total of 10
[OOC] Hector: Pass by 90. :E
[OOC] Sakha: ceit
The party has an incoming ORN projectile, surrounded by debris ORN has knocked loose. Impact would hurt - hard to say if it'd hurt ORN or the party worse.
ORN sparkles quite amused
Eric Lionheart Protectgas the party to lessen any damage incase that projectile does connect.
Ahiru summons up Aerie to catch ORN.
Cassandra Lionheart braces for impact!
Aerie giggles as she appears. The mist swirls and becomes nearly-liquid, slowing ORN's ascent.
ORN: "… aaaaww"
Eventually, ORN is caught up with the party again, at their same velocity.
Sakha: "What happened to you?"
ORN: "Gravity reverses a little below there, for at least a good 500 meters. Most likely the center."
Aerie: "Teehee~! Silly Mama, you had Milf create all this…"
She gestures at the mist. "You know what it's doing, right?"
Ahiru: "It's refreshing."
ORN: "This Unit was enjoying the slow descent until propulsion towards that wall there was no longer pointless."
ORN: "Well… And the ascension component."
Aerie: "It's healing! Everyone and everything! Including you know who."
She points down and winks.
Pak: "…Ahh?"
ORN swinging a finger up and down and up and down
Pak @_@
ORN nods at Pak
Cassandra Lionheart: "Can't be helped now."
Pak: "Confusiiing."
ORN: "That stuff is coalescing around him and will remain that way for a while."
Ahiru: "Maybe I should make Milf come fix it…"
Ahiru summons up Milf. "We're very refreshed and we'd like normal air now, can you do that please?"
Aerie: "Milf? Naaah, she'll just make it worse!"
Milf frowns at Aerie.
Aerie: "You will!"
Pak: "c.c"
ORN: "… Perhaps… Gaia."
Milf hmphs. "Just watch me!"
ORN: "Solidified would not be terribly bad."
Milf touches the air, pulling and twisting it.
ORN: "Any necessary healing components could be extracted at your leisure later on…"
The air solidifies into a maze of vines.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Okay, we do not need fighting now, young wards."
The party is, at least, no longer falling.
Aerie: "Told ya~."
Ahiru: "Milf, did you listen to ORN?"
Milf: "Who?"
Ahiru: "The Gaia-like life form."
Milf: "…I didn't hear it speak, Mama."
Aerie: "Hahaha~. Of course you couldn't."
ORN: "This Unit is uncertain she even understands its presence beyond "
not her""
Milf GLARES at Aerie.
Ahiru: "He asked for solidified air. I asked for you to change it to normal air…"
Pak: "c_c"
Aerie: "I told you she'd make it worse, Mama!"
Milf pouts.
ORN: "Well, these vines seem harmless enough."
Ahiru: "Aerie, don't taunt her. She won't learn if she doesn't make mistakes, right?"
ORN: "… However, Ahiru, she may also not learn if no stigma is attached to such mistakes and there's no one there to point to them"
[OOC] ORN: damn reason making me side with the moogle thing ».«
Aerie: "But Maaamaaa~! She's so fun to tease~!"
Cassandra Lionheart sighs, and looks down. "Children." She then looks at Eric.
Ahiru: "So Milf, is there a reason you made vines?"
Eric Lionheart: "Hmm."
ORN: "At the same time, however too much teasing may cause her to attempt developing life forms with an appropriate lack of need for air, perhaps even when communicating. which would be boring for you."
Milf: "Ahh…umm…w-well…i-it's not the air any more, right, Mama? So the only air left is normal air?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Remind me..When ours have fights like that, you take care of the talking, all right?"
[OOC] ORN: cassie: somehow that seems like a bad idea :P
Eric Lionheart: "…"
Milf: "A-at least it's no longer healing Grav."
ORN: "The deaf one is correct"
Cassandra Lionheart: "We will talk about this later."
Ahiru: "That is true… but tell me would you have been able to change the mist into normal air? I want to know if I asked something that wasn't in your power to do…"
Milf blushes. "I…I…"
Pak: "Auu…"
Pak looks around, curious."
Cassandra Lionheart looks at Eric. "We got to save the world first."
Aerie giggles. "Of course she can't, Mama! Air's my domain, not hers!"
Milf death-glares at Aerie. "I coulda! Maybe! I…j-just don't know how…"
Aerie: "Hahaha yeah right! Not unless you had living air or something."
ORN: "Air one. Have you used some of your time at rest to attempt to instruct the others on recently mentioned issues such as communication and education?"
ORN looks at Aerie
ORN: "Which would be as nonsensical and impossible as sentient minerals."
Ahiru: "But Milf has the power to change things. So I thought she could. Maybe think of it like this… Can you change one vine into something similar to Aerie, with no sentience, but just like the regular air?"
ORN: "Or other elementals."
Aerie cocks an ear, then looks at Ahiru. "Mama, can you tell that thing not to use such big words? They're haaard~."
Milf: "…no, Mama."
She sighs, almost looking like she is about to cry.
ORN: "This Unit was simply attempting sarcasm. It is likely possible for air that thinks to be made."
ORN: "As inferior as it likely would prove to be compared to more crystaline structures that is"
Cassandra Lionheart giggles and looks at ORN "Your processors are to much."
ORN: "?? This unit's who?"
Ahiru: "It's alright Milf. I'm still getting to know you. I was under a wrong impression, and for that I'm sorry."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Your processors..Do I have to explain it to you?"
Sakha: "… Hector… do you notice that Ahiru is… well… growing up?"
Milf: "…let Mama down."
Now she does start crying.
ORN: "… This Unit EATS machina. This does not make This Unit one of THEM"
Hector: "So she is!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Milf…Its all right."
Hector: "It's good news, I'll say. Pak's becoming a man, Ahiru's becoming more mature. I'd say this adventure's had positive effects on us all."
Aerie's pout vanishes. "Aww, sis, don't cry. It's not your fault."
ORN: "This Unit has learned many things."
Aerie hugs Milf.
ORN: "Such as the fact that while violence IS always the answer, the where and how and whether physical magical or verbal are all very nuanced factors."
ORN: "And also how to count things."
Cassandra Lionheart looks at ORN and sighs "And some things still need to learn sublty."
Ahiru: "No you did not, the main thing was to get rid of the pink mist and you did that. And I thank you. But now the Vines are in our way. Can you change the vines into a slide of Amber going down? Solidified tree sap.
ORN: "And how everyone else around is always really really old."
Milf: "Ah? I…I can try…"
ORN: "Ahiru that would do little to counter the issue of gravity. Were she to extend the vines and solidify them in such a way as to provide you with a climbing surface however…"
Aerie: "She'll need Gaia's help for that."
Milf glares at Aerie again, briefly, then nods.
ORN: "… Idea."
ORN: "Ahiru."
ORN prepares a large chunk and grabs a vine
ORN: "Can she attach all of them into one very long one?"
Pak looks down.
ORN: "This Group can handle anchoring it"
Ahiru: "Okay, the you can work together with Gaia."
She summons Gaia. "It's always best to admit your weaknesses and when you need help."
Milf pushes off of Aerie, then links hands with Gaia. Gaia nods, then Milf and Gaia kneel on the vine ground.
The vines shimmer, turning golden and melting into sap, then hardening. During this process, a hole appears in the ground - a slide of amber.
Pak: "Hmm?"
Pak looks.
Pak: "So what'er we doing?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "We are going down it seems."
Ahiru kisses the spirits. "Have a rest, I'll call again if I need you."
The three spirits hug Ahiru and fade away.
Pak: "…So what do we do? Just ride this thing down into the reverse-gravity area?"
ORN: "… and then ride it right back up. Its a slide, Pak."
ORN: "This Unit would at least recommend some hand holds"
[OOC] Sakha: Pak has Tractor, right?
[OOC] ORN: yeah but is that dependant on local gravity? ie; would it just slam anything it catches towards the center?
Sakha: "Pak… Can you use Tractor on everyone's feet to stick to the floor?"
Pak: "Okay?"
Pak tractor.
Float is gone. The group begins falling.
Riia grimaces.
Cassandra Lionheart sighs
ORN: "…"
ORN will jam a limb into the slide and try to catch onto people
[OOC] ORN: ie; will attempt to drag the party down with climbing… though we still wanna figure out WHERE we should be going
ORN quite easily accomplishes this feat. The slide was big enough for ORN; it is just a matter of getting in front, and stopping.
ORN will use the provided materials for that
ORN: "… Grab This Unit comfortably"
ORN: "Climbing shall commence…"
Cassandra Lionheart grabs at ORN.
ORN: "So… anyone know which way the engines are?"
Pak erk.
Pak: "…Engines?"
Pak: "I don't even know where we are? :x"
ORN: "… This being as good a location as any, can you attempt your wide range sight?"
[OOC] Hector: Ha. Had a feeling about that.
[OOC] Hector: Last thing I saw had to do wtih handholds.
Pak: "Oh."
Pak nods and climbs onto ORN's body, then activates sight, clinging to his back like a koala.
Pak: "…"
Pak: "I see the nothing sphere."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Then should we climb down?"
ORN continues to climb down
Cassandra Lionheart climbs down also.
Pak: "But."
Pak: "I can't find anywhere to fight him from."
Pak: "We've got the slide exit, and Grav, and that's it."
Eventually, the end of the slide is in sight.
Sure enough, there's a hole where the amber just ends.
Hector holds his hat on the whole time.
And a sphere of solid nothing - Grav - awaits beneath.
ORN: "Grav has an avatar. A central control… the propulsion for this place. That is where this group shall strike…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "And down the rabbit hole we go then?"
[OOC] Hector: Considering that it's 3:30, are we even going to fight today?
[OOC] Hector: Or is it just get to fight, break next week, come back to do fight on the 22nd?
[OOC] Pak: probably the latter
[OOC] WC GM: The latter
Grav pulses, silently, as the party gathers at the hole.
ORN: "Your Reign is over, prototype. The descendants of your baneful influence will see to it that the largest acting force is tolerant"
Pak peers.
Pak: "…So we need to figure out a way to fight it without it crushing us instantly."
Pak: "…"
Pak: "If we drew part of him out of the hole here, we could fight that."
Hector: "Like an avatar or something."
ORN: "He was created as part of a control system."
Cassandra Lionheart looks on confused.
ORN: "Find it and his influence can directly be assaulted."
Cassandra Lionheart: "So, you think it is around here? Or is it down there with Grav?"
Pak: "…We could pee in the hole and see if that makes him angry enough to attack us."
Pak >_>;;;
Cassandra Lionheart looks at Pak.
Pak: "…Sorry."
Cassandra Lionheart: "He'd probably send it up back at you. Remember, gravity?"
*sticks her tounge out*
Eric Lionheart: "…"
ORN: "No. The critical points are within that very room, ready for defending against intruders such as we"
Cassandra Lionheart: "So go down there and look around before it kills us?"
Hector: "Well…if there's going to be a force pushing us in one direction, shouldn't we…find a way to push back?"
ORN: "There may be others elsewhere, or perhaps a room beyond, but that orb would not just sit there if there was no risk of damage from slipping out behind it"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, we should look then?"
ORN: "are we not pushing back already? This Group was not crushed at the very center. Yet at long range it did so on our world."
ORN: "Grav has limits here."
Cassandra Lionheart nods
ORN: "Well, there's one way to find out"
ORN: "And its what This Group came here to do after all anyways correct?"
ORN: "But first… a little test."
ORN: "… Why not call up Bolt"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah. Lets just go down there."
Ahiru: "Why?"
ORN: "… Is it not obvious? Bolt's primary sense is energy."
ORN: "Anything surrounding, avoiding or better yet exiting from that potential avatar down there will be obvious to him."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Very true."
ORN: "Furthermore, will Grav really be able to simply crush out energy? The worst case may be entrapment, but bolt would still be safe."
ORN: "Any large emission systems would tell us where to strike. any low-energy areas with multiple machina paths would tell us also where to strike. For a planetoid to have a stronger mass than worlds… Could there be a power source? Or perhaps that down there is it."
ORN: "Bolt may see a few of these possibilities"
Ahiru: "Okay."
She summons Bolt to get a read of the area's energy.
Bolt fades into existence…
Grav: "YOU!"
ORN sparkles
Grav's exclamation reverbates through the party.
ORN: "Faster than expected"
Cassandra Lionheart blinks
Pak blink.
Grav: "TAKE THIS!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Among? What does Grav mean?"
Riia blinks
ORN: "Yes Grav… your best friend. The other that does not quite fit in"
Hector: "…I think that's an energy reading."
A small dark ball buds off the large dark ball and heads straight at the party.
Pak meep~!
Riia shoots it? //

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