Post by telestialGrotto on Dec 21, 2016 16:21:07 GMT
What were even the prototypings again? Tissue, Volleyball...
OA: ((Bull Skull, Cat, Zenyatta))
The mighty Zenyatta Bull Cat Volleyball Tissue Black King of Derse towers over the battlefield, presumably approaching combat against the Prospitian equivalent.
immortalAuthor, Tara, shows up first on the scene - scouting it out as a good scout does - though in relative stealth, as a good void player does
(( BGM: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZzgRAuDExPI ))
she puts a walkie talkie up to her face
Tara: Alright, these should all have arrived by now. Everyone has a codename.
Julie: I forgot mine.
Tara: I am ebony.
Tara: TG is dimentia
Tara: OA is way.
Tara: RG is vampire
Tara: AH is raven
CO: |:I can't believe we agreed to this.
Tara: And CO is... arvind.
RG: ....Well, that was easy.
RG: We hunger as our codename. Go.
CO: |:Welp, good enough for me.
Julie/Dimentia: What do I do?
Tara: Okay, so, AH is running a bit late i think idk why but you guys are all in position at least right?
Julie/Dimentia: Do I just dump a few Shivas and Kalis or wut
Tara: Keep an eye on everyone's health, drop down the earthbs if you need to
Tara: I don't even remember anyone else's classes everybody just fuckin' charge, dimentia, keep everyone alive
Julie/Dimentia: uh you might want to back up for a bit I'm in orbit
Julie/Dimentia: what's WK status
Tara: WK and BK are not yet in position to duke it out, but like, gimme 30 seconds
Tara: I'm gonna aggro the BK and then pull a vanishing act
RG: I'm timing you.
OA: i guess im in position for being THE human nuke when we need it?
Tara flies in front of the BK and starts leading it to the WK
Tara: Sounds good way
Julie/Dimentia: OA, hold back, I have to drop the not-human almost-nukes first.
Julie/Dimentia: Explosiveskind. Is miiiine.
Julie/Dimentia: Where the hell is raven?
A figure appears behind Julie
CO: |:And I guess I sort of got stuck as teleport support but if you really need literal radioactivity then ask and that makes it easier.
Julie/Dimentia: Can you smash Prospit into the BK or something or do you not have the sympathy for that?
Julie continues blabbing.
CO: |:Well now that you mentioned it I probably can try.
Julie/Dimentia: Do that, we're not using it anyway.
The figure slams a pipe towards the back of Julie's head
Julie goes down almost comically quickly. Shit ARC and all.
Down towards the Battlefield she goes...
RG: Dementia, come in Dementia. Stuff's happening, c'mon.
the figure flies after Julie, catching her
CO: |:So are we still a go for moontossing?
RG: What do you mean she's...?
IA: Yeah, send the moon towards the bk
RG: Holdan, according to one of my 'friends' she's...down.
RG: Wtf.
RG: Holdan, timing into the past.
CO: |:That sounds like a "don't do it or she'll die while unconscious" sorta thing.
IA: Oh yeah right
Anna/Alice/Whatshername decides to abuse time to be higher to get a better look, and promptly takes a Life player to the face.
CO: |:Unless the Lifeshark moves her out of the way, maybe?
RG: BLEH BLOOD
RG: Eeep.
OA: guys why am i GETTING the blight wobblies?
In a silly fashion, RG manages to catch TG.
RG: Well, our Life player is having a bad time.
((uh, nedben?))
((yo))
((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E1wcuoxs4mU ))
((Blah, parp is hiding.)
((Okay, reword to 'RG is looking for missing Julie.'))
((kk))
RG: Holdan, lemme go up and check.
RG: Where IS she?!
Higher up, the figure stands over Julie in space, waiting for her to wake up
Julie just sort of lies there unconsciously.
OA: sounds like we need to CALL it off then.
RG: Yo. Satan. Come in. Udere?
The figure feeds Julie a weak potion
Tara: Call it off? Guys the kings are fighting idk if we have a choice
Julie sort of 'bleaghs' and returns to consciousness.
Julie/Dimentia: what the helll....?
CO: |:Yeah, move to the Reckoning all but guarantees it in any case.
Melanie: Nice of you to join us, Julie.
The figure's voice reveals her true identity
Julie: Huuuh?
Julie: Is that you, me? Am I dead?
OA: nope.
RG: Um.
RG: What's going on?
OA: id definitely FEEL it if the life player died.
RG: WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!
Melanie: Well, I'm here to do your job
RG: CO, do the spacy thing and find our missing coplayers, now is not the time to be shenanigansing off!
Melanie: So its simple, I'm here to give justice to everyone you killed.
Melanie: If you follow what I actually mean.
Julie: That's a lot of people, we could be here for a while.
Julie: Maybe I was right....I really should be dead.
The spacy thing goes into effect, much easier because it's a team focused action for a passive Inheritor class.
Julie: Dunno what got into me.
OA: ah whats GOING on here?
OA: arent you the one who stopped THIS sort of thing from happening last session?
((How did OA find them?))
((Running theory is that TG's walkie-talkie is stuck on or something.))
((Ah, okay))
((Ah crud, we off full walky talky))
((AH was off, TG wasn't apparently))
RG: What is happening?!
AH ignores the voices coming from the walkie talkies
Melanie: Wow, you actually have no defense for yourself
Melanie: You can't even muster up the will to fight?
CO: |:What I think is happening is that i'm gonna need to go FULL SPACE.
Julie: Nope. None.
Julie: Life's right, you're right.
Melanie draws her Nail gun
Julie: Man, Lils is even out of it. Not even a 'go kill'em all' cheer.
OA: okay tg COME on.
Melanie moves it towards Julie. Her hand is shaking.
OA: i know you have a tendency to BE down on yourself for this sort of thing.
RG: Goddamnit anybody got spare psybuffs? Not sounding good up there!
Tara: I'm a void player not a heart one! What the hell has gotten into AH!
OA: id just MAKE it worse.
RG: What are you two even doing?! Now is not the time for murder!
RG: We have to murder somebody else first!
Tara: Wait there's a magicant opening nearby! Lemme see what i can do...
Tara disappears into a wall on the magicant
**on the battlefield
RG: Nnngh. Should I start hopping?
AH: I can't believe SB actually thought you were worth saving
AH's finger trembles on the trigger.
Tara: DO ANYTHING TO STOP AH
Julie: ...fine.
CO: |:You know I could just [Frog Gate] you out of there.
RG times out, and Julie sort of haphazardly draws a modified Ember Celica...
A slightly more harried-sounding RG shouts 'DO SOMETHING' from somewhere and sometime.
Julie: Count of three?
Julie: One....
AH: Three.
CO: |:Sure. Three:|
Julie was going to fire on two anyways, and goes for it.
Melanie sends a pipe swinging towards Julie
BULLETS!
PIPE!
Melanie gets blasted back, but is still a blood player
Julie says 'screw flying' and rolls into a drop, falling for the Battlefield and firing above.
Julie: Ahahahahaha!
RG times in somewhere else and facepalms.
RG: WHAT THE HELL PEOPLE
AH shoots down after her, sending nails towards her
RG: WHAT THE HELL
finally, AH pulls out her walkie talkie
More than a few nails strike true, but Julie actively self-fixes, still fairly fresh in the pluck department.
Melanie: We've got a situation, TG just unlocked her murdermode
Tara: What? Mel we heard what you were saying!
CO: |:Are we sure we can't just throw you both at the King and wait til after to sort this out?
Melanie: What do you mean? I just showed up and she started attacking me!
Julie continues firing, shifting more into an angled fly-down rather than freefall.
RG: IA, what's king status? CO, where IS everybody?!
Melanie matches the flight pattern, more nails coming Julie's way - when she switches out her nailgun for something unusual
Julie: Guys, you'll never guess what happened! I just rediscovered something worth living for! Killing people!
Melanie equips the unholy cross-section of a rocket launcher and a curling iron
(Well guys, where IS everybody? CO should actually know via Space abilities.)
((RG's somewhere at a reasonable blast radius away from Kingfight, while TG's sorta falling away from it.))
((Julie is being chased down by Melanie roughly above the BKs, IA woudln't show up b/c void but said she was hopping in the magicant, idk the rest)
Melanie: SB did so much for you and this is how you repay him? By going right back to where you were?!
Julie: Yes, exactly! Thanks for the push!
CO: |:Setting up a tag in, like this is the lousiest wrestling tournament of all time. But the two of them are sort of almost already here.
Julie: This is so...amazing!
OA: ugh i mentioned last session but i didnt want an ACTUAL complete parallel to the whole thing.
Julie pulls out a series of spare explosives, shifting her flight pattern to let them trail behind as a mess of flak and rule of cool.
AH dodges what she can and lets the pulse handle the rest - her violent actions already having tanked her ARC to a degree, however, and she starts to tire out quickly
Melanie: Shit, shit... ow, fuck, dammit
CO: |:Alright seriously. TG.
Julie: What?
CO: |:You want to fight?
Julie: Is this the part where we drop the kings?
Tara: TG you want to kill AH?!
Julie: Tell me when WK's just down, I want to get in before his regen does!
Julie: She's just window dressing, we'll deal with her later!
Tara: Oh my god i can't even tell which of you is the murdery one right now!
Julie: It's both of us!
Tara: Fuck - wait, if the BK goes down, do you intend to go after us?
How IS the kingfight going anyway?
Julie: You're unimportant and aren't hostile, it won't be as fun!
As a mysterious unrelated entity in the cosmos asks a question, it is answered by the WK being brought down by a choice hit from the BK
Julie: Oooh, here's where the heavies go!
Julie: RG, we are approaching kingfight. Are we clear temporally?
RG: Crazy what are you doing.
RG: CO, can you...I don't know, put her somewhere less problematic after she drops the heavy stuff?
Melanie chases after TG, but wears this. Anger starts to build up - and the pulse is practically screaming for her to stop trying to kill Julie - in fact, it starts to get aggressive about it
CO: |:Oh sure, honestly I wanted to do that a while ago.
RG: Good. Moment the bombs are out of strife deck, get her the heck out of there.
TG: Incomiiiiiing~
[Beserk Trigger] - Ashes of Logorg
a massive golem rises out of skaia, and begins beating on the BK
and also anything else that gets near it
Julie suddenly unloads the entire remaining content, including multiple stacked sodas, denizen-weapon-alchemized bombs, and more Others corruption than is supposed to be on the Battlefield.
Julie: Teleport is go?
CO: |:Okay yeah that's not standard final boss materiel.
IA gets out of the magicant in time to see the corruption, and pulls out her own secret weapon
Tara: WHY IS THE BATTLEFIELD CORRUPT FUCK I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING MYSELF DON'T I?!
RG: Yes.
Julie: Yes.
Yes.
CO: |:Gonna come along quietly or...?
Julie: Go on, do it, those fuses are short.
Tara pulls out a book
Tara approaches the BK
Tara starts reading her WH40K badfic aloud.
The first few standard and poorly aimed explosives begin hitting the ground, providing Michael Bay standard issue background effects.
Teleports are a go.
((Everyone dies))
For both objects and people.
((You don't mean the bombs, right?))
AH sees IA reading and immediately beings to run away from IA's general position
(( Well, a little bit is involved to ensure maximum effective points of striking.))
A message is sent to everyone on pesterchum from IA
IA: If you are reading this, throw every computer on you towards the BK. They're gonna explode when i finish reading.
Is what the message says
OA: augh now i REALLY have no way of communicating with you guys.
a follow up message comes in
Julie throws a pile of computers and computer equipment towards the Battlefield, finished by a computer-sink.
IA: This is why i sent everyone a walkie talkie, they aren't enough computer
is what the second message reads
Julie: Uh....
Julie: Is it just me or is the Growth writhing in pain right now?
In fact, CO just makes sure those computers people didn't obviously chuck are in the pile. Sure, why not.
OA: of course it is because youre going FULL murder asshole.
Julie: No, more than it was when I was shooting at AH.
After enough time, IA finishes reading, and the computers explode in a blaze of glory. The BK loses a leg.
Tara: Okay good news the BK is suffering bad news that didn't do as much as i'd hoped
Julie: Did the Shivabombs work?
OA: well if they did i guess thats why YOUR aspect would be hurting right?
Tara: Doesn't matter, i'm kinda bored now, so i'm just gonna cast my beserk trigger now, i actually have the pluck for it.
Julie: CO, still enough for the-
Julie: ...Eep.
Tara: Several years in the void as a scout does wonders for ARC
[Beserk Trigger] Vacuum Decay
Tara: That reminds me, you guys should all run.
CO: |:Yeah, since i've been making sure to be doing things rather weakly so I should still be pluck good enough for this.
various entities on the battlefield suddenly cease existsing
AH is already gone
pshooooo collective short range teleporting
Julie: RIP Battlefield chunk. You will be sorely missed.
Julie: Tell me when the Void is less aggressive.
(Wait, as in gone, gone?))
((As in 'invisible vortex erases select shit from existence, like the rest of the BK's left leg and lower torso
Tara: Damn he's weak but still alive? Anybody have a good finisher?
OA: yes.
Tara: Oh yeah doom it up oa
Julie: Doomy dooms of doom.
Tara: Judgement day! Judgement day!
OA: honestly i should really JUST forge a death prophecy.
Julie: Not on the Battlefield pls.
Tara: That won't actually do damage oa!
Tara: Did you not like, make a big ass doomgun or something?!
OA: well most of my best stuff was kind OF conditional on the session being ubercharged.
RG: Do I need to make an alchemy run at a time like thia?
OA: nah see thats dooms other special thing.
Tara: Son of a - for fucks sake CO just take the damn thing's head off
OA: out of destruction COME new purpose.
CO: |:Well I mean I guess I...
DOOMSPLOSION
Julie: Formidable azure: approaching storm, bringer of death, searing whip, executioner’s blade—open to the heart of thy lonely servant. To the one approaching a storm, cutting his axe, rise in his death. To me, praying to thee, answer! My foe to the depth of pain, into the vortex of suffering—throw. While you torture, tear him from within, be slow. When he cries out to thee, his voice begging mercy, be silent.
Tara: The fuck?
Julie: Doomsplosion happened.
The BK's scepter arm explodes
Julie: Oooh, chain explosion.
in an instant, IA is dashing towards the scepter. The BK is bleeding on the ground.
Yeah, honestly that part of the battlefield doesn't even look like a chessboard anymore. All the color's sort of been sapped out of it. And from the air around it.
AH re-approaches from orbit
Melanie: Julie! Now we fight!
OA: are you SERIOUS guys?
IA grabs the scepter and looks up at her insane friend.
Tara: Mel, what the fuck?
Julie does not waste time and goes 'okay' while opening fire, unloading the first few rounds ASAP.
AH dodges easily with her muse speed, and begins launching rockets back at Julie from her curling iron
Julie: osht-
Julie takes a rocket to the yes and sort of goes flying comically.
IA flies to meet julie
Tara: Okay does anybody know what the fuck is going on?!
OA: you know what I dont care anymore.
RG times in, flinging a volleyball at AH, before drawing a legendary weapon frying pan.
OA: were gonna just drag both of em to the damn DOOR and deal with it once theyre separated.
AH is caught completely off guard, and takes the full force of the volleyball
RG: Damnit, I was hoping that'd work.
obfuscatoryAlpinist has activated [All Consuming Plague]
RG has noped back out. Nopenopenope into way earlier.
AH nopes the fuck away
Tara kind just kind of voids any of the plague that gets near her
CO: |:As much as I hate to spoil a good brawl, might as well drag you both back down here.
Tara: Okay so clearly something is up so y'know i'm gonna do this shit the easy way
The Volleyball suddenly dissapears
concernedOperative has activated [Dance of the Lotus Eaters] to drag TG and AH back to the battlespot, near that glyph he's had going since the BK/WK fight started.
Julie: Hey!
Tara has activated [Open Secret]
CO: |:Hey, you're part of this now too.
regretlessGatherer times back in on the victory platform, going 'what the hell'.
CO: |:And now...
a colliseum. A shiny in a grey palm. A finger poking deeper than the rest. A message exchanged between old friends. A blonde girl in tears.
IA: Fuck fuck guys its her shiny the fucker messed with her siny
OA: but none of us is a HEART player still.
Melanie: Julie, I will[i/] kill you.
((FUCK, y'all saw what I was going for))
Julie: Not if I kill you first!
CO: |:Okay yeah, this is gonna take some major keep away.
[Berserk Trigger] - [Space Prankster]
CO: |:You see this?
CO: |:http://i2.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/newsfeed/000/493/203/e85.png .
CO: |:It's the G-Frog telling both of you to GET OUT.
Julie: okay. Can we get to the exit now?
Melanie goes to cast an ability, but it fails
CO: |:Sure.
Melanie is out of pluck.
CO: |:One at a time.
Tara: I'm not sure its safe to send her in right now
((where are we again))
Melanie: She might, idk, kill somebody
((wherever CO says we are))
((The Space BT just went off. Ve are everyvere und novhere.))
Julie: So might you!
Julie: Let's go~
((fuck that last melanie was supposed to be tara))
Tara: Wait, julie, you aren't kill-mode now, are you?
Tara: Like, we send you to the next one and you aren't gonna murder everyone, right?
Julie: I am mostly me. They are not of interest to slay.
OA: look the problem is unless you want me to staple A mental deadener to them i dont have any options.
Tara: I'm gonna take that as a.... plus? As a plus.
Tara: Yeah fuck it shove 'em in
Tara: Yo CO, drop the frog into the place and then get us to the fuckin' door
CO: |:On it as we speak.
CO: |:Not this part of the Battlefield though, I think space is actually dead near the BK's death patch.
Julie: Rest in peace Space. You died.
CO: |:Well I guess everybody's Aspect had to take at least one horrible hit this session.
RG: Temporally it wasn't THAT ugly. Mostly. Away from Julie.
OA: just get it over with before i START agreeing with myself from last session.
CO: |:ANYWAYS.
Frog: Do The Thing? ===>
Bilious Slick has at least enough of a pond in which to grow that his glorious croak might be heard.
CROAAAAAK
The Door does the door thing
IA immediately shoves AH into the door
RG: Wait, holdan, gotta do some stuff.
RG nabs the non-replaying section of Julie's inventory, times out, then times back.
RG: Done.
Tara: Okay next
Tara shoves Julie through the door
RG: Have a nice life and death everybody.
Tara: Hm...
regretlessGatherer takes the replay, bye y'all
Tara: Do i go through the door or do i go back to the void/
Tara: Aaaaah, screw it, i miss dreams
Tara hops through door while giving double middle fingers to the huffle-prep that was this session
A silent wind is left as the two remaining players are there on the bridge.
OA: you go THROUGH first it only seems fitting that i close up shop.
CO: |:Oh no buddy, I see that look in your eyes, you're up to something.
CO: |:I might have run out of pluck, but considering how poorly you cheesed up the BK fight until the finishing blow i'm sure I can punt you through the door.
OA: look its just...
OA: its just a bit disheartening SEEING everybody you know regress as if there was something to the story of how instead of being sent to deal with a new aspect of your personality the game instead just resets your maturity.
OA: i guess i should BE glad no one died though?
CO: |:All you can really ask for I suppose.
CO: |:There's always the hope that the Door reset their shiny screwups.
OA: well that is something to...
OA is unceremoniously shoved through the Door.
CO: |:Shoot, gotta think of something cool to say. 23:02:49
Somewhere in the distance, a snail nonchalantly plays with a volleyball as the Others push against the session barrier-bubble, waiting for it to decay.
Their eyes shine like the stars at the end of the world they are, awaiting the final statement of the departing champion of Space.
Any last words?
CO: |:You take a glance over the Battlefield, the shining eyes reflecting in the slick wet nature of a lily pond, one last time before you prepare to head through the door. It certainly wasn't the worst session you've been in, not by a long shot. But it was the sort of thing that's gonna stay with a person. Stick in your mind like an egg that's suffered the worst side of an already non-stick frying pan. But that's how it goes sometimes in this part of paradox space. And there's always another, waiting for the promise of a brand new day.
On second thought that was stupider sounding than you thought it would be. Off with you.
-DEAD OR ALIVE: BEACH VOLLEYBALL has now concluded. Peace be with you.-
OA: ((Bull Skull, Cat, Zenyatta))
The mighty Zenyatta Bull Cat Volleyball Tissue Black King of Derse towers over the battlefield, presumably approaching combat against the Prospitian equivalent.
immortalAuthor, Tara, shows up first on the scene - scouting it out as a good scout does - though in relative stealth, as a good void player does
(( BGM: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZzgRAuDExPI ))
she puts a walkie talkie up to her face
Tara: Alright, these should all have arrived by now. Everyone has a codename.
Julie: I forgot mine.
Tara: I am ebony.
Tara: TG is dimentia
Tara: OA is way.
Tara: RG is vampire
Tara: AH is raven
CO: |:I can't believe we agreed to this.
Tara: And CO is... arvind.
RG: ....Well, that was easy.
RG: We hunger as our codename. Go.
CO: |:Welp, good enough for me.
Julie/Dimentia: What do I do?
Tara: Okay, so, AH is running a bit late i think idk why but you guys are all in position at least right?
Julie/Dimentia: Do I just dump a few Shivas and Kalis or wut
Tara: Keep an eye on everyone's health, drop down the earthbs if you need to
Tara: I don't even remember anyone else's classes everybody just fuckin' charge, dimentia, keep everyone alive
Julie/Dimentia: uh you might want to back up for a bit I'm in orbit
Julie/Dimentia: what's WK status
Tara: WK and BK are not yet in position to duke it out, but like, gimme 30 seconds
Tara: I'm gonna aggro the BK and then pull a vanishing act
RG: I'm timing you.
OA: i guess im in position for being THE human nuke when we need it?
Tara flies in front of the BK and starts leading it to the WK
Tara: Sounds good way
Julie/Dimentia: OA, hold back, I have to drop the not-human almost-nukes first.
Julie/Dimentia: Explosiveskind. Is miiiine.
Julie/Dimentia: Where the hell is raven?
A figure appears behind Julie
CO: |:And I guess I sort of got stuck as teleport support but if you really need literal radioactivity then ask and that makes it easier.
Julie/Dimentia: Can you smash Prospit into the BK or something or do you not have the sympathy for that?
Julie continues blabbing.
CO: |:Well now that you mentioned it I probably can try.
Julie/Dimentia: Do that, we're not using it anyway.
The figure slams a pipe towards the back of Julie's head
Julie goes down almost comically quickly. Shit ARC and all.
Down towards the Battlefield she goes...
RG: Dementia, come in Dementia. Stuff's happening, c'mon.
the figure flies after Julie, catching her
CO: |:So are we still a go for moontossing?
RG: What do you mean she's...?
IA: Yeah, send the moon towards the bk
RG: Holdan, according to one of my 'friends' she's...down.
RG: Wtf.
RG: Holdan, timing into the past.
CO: |:That sounds like a "don't do it or she'll die while unconscious" sorta thing.
IA: Oh yeah right
Anna/Alice/Whatshername decides to abuse time to be higher to get a better look, and promptly takes a Life player to the face.
CO: |:Unless the Lifeshark moves her out of the way, maybe?
RG: BLEH BLOOD
RG: Eeep.
OA: guys why am i GETTING the blight wobblies?
In a silly fashion, RG manages to catch TG.
RG: Well, our Life player is having a bad time.
((uh, nedben?))
((yo))
((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E1wcuoxs4mU ))
((Blah, parp is hiding.)
((Okay, reword to 'RG is looking for missing Julie.'))
((kk))
RG: Holdan, lemme go up and check.
RG: Where IS she?!
Higher up, the figure stands over Julie in space, waiting for her to wake up
Julie just sort of lies there unconsciously.
OA: sounds like we need to CALL it off then.
RG: Yo. Satan. Come in. Udere?
The figure feeds Julie a weak potion
Tara: Call it off? Guys the kings are fighting idk if we have a choice
Julie sort of 'bleaghs' and returns to consciousness.
Julie/Dimentia: what the helll....?
CO: |:Yeah, move to the Reckoning all but guarantees it in any case.
Melanie: Nice of you to join us, Julie.
The figure's voice reveals her true identity
Julie: Huuuh?
Julie: Is that you, me? Am I dead?
OA: nope.
RG: Um.
RG: What's going on?
OA: id definitely FEEL it if the life player died.
RG: WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?!
Melanie: Well, I'm here to do your job
RG: CO, do the spacy thing and find our missing coplayers, now is not the time to be shenanigansing off!
Melanie: So its simple, I'm here to give justice to everyone you killed.
Melanie: If you follow what I actually mean.
Julie: That's a lot of people, we could be here for a while.
Julie: Maybe I was right....I really should be dead.
The spacy thing goes into effect, much easier because it's a team focused action for a passive Inheritor class.
Julie: Dunno what got into me.
OA: ah whats GOING on here?
OA: arent you the one who stopped THIS sort of thing from happening last session?
((How did OA find them?))
((Running theory is that TG's walkie-talkie is stuck on or something.))
((Ah, okay))
((Ah crud, we off full walky talky))
((AH was off, TG wasn't apparently))
RG: What is happening?!
AH ignores the voices coming from the walkie talkies
Melanie: Wow, you actually have no defense for yourself
Melanie: You can't even muster up the will to fight?
CO: |:What I think is happening is that i'm gonna need to go FULL SPACE.
Julie: Nope. None.
Julie: Life's right, you're right.
Melanie draws her Nail gun
Julie: Man, Lils is even out of it. Not even a 'go kill'em all' cheer.
OA: okay tg COME on.
Melanie moves it towards Julie. Her hand is shaking.
OA: i know you have a tendency to BE down on yourself for this sort of thing.
RG: Goddamnit anybody got spare psybuffs? Not sounding good up there!
Tara: I'm a void player not a heart one! What the hell has gotten into AH!
OA: id just MAKE it worse.
RG: What are you two even doing?! Now is not the time for murder!
RG: We have to murder somebody else first!
Tara: Wait there's a magicant opening nearby! Lemme see what i can do...
Tara disappears into a wall on the magicant
**on the battlefield
RG: Nnngh. Should I start hopping?
AH: I can't believe SB actually thought you were worth saving
AH's finger trembles on the trigger.
Tara: DO ANYTHING TO STOP AH
Julie: ...fine.
CO: |:You know I could just [Frog Gate] you out of there.
RG times out, and Julie sort of haphazardly draws a modified Ember Celica...
A slightly more harried-sounding RG shouts 'DO SOMETHING' from somewhere and sometime.
Julie: Count of three?
Julie: One....
AH: Three.
CO: |:Sure. Three:|
Julie was going to fire on two anyways, and goes for it.
Melanie sends a pipe swinging towards Julie
BULLETS!
PIPE!
Melanie gets blasted back, but is still a blood player
Julie says 'screw flying' and rolls into a drop, falling for the Battlefield and firing above.
Julie: Ahahahahaha!
RG times in somewhere else and facepalms.
RG: WHAT THE HELL PEOPLE
AH shoots down after her, sending nails towards her
RG: WHAT THE HELL
finally, AH pulls out her walkie talkie
More than a few nails strike true, but Julie actively self-fixes, still fairly fresh in the pluck department.
Melanie: We've got a situation, TG just unlocked her murdermode
Tara: What? Mel we heard what you were saying!
CO: |:Are we sure we can't just throw you both at the King and wait til after to sort this out?
Melanie: What do you mean? I just showed up and she started attacking me!
Julie continues firing, shifting more into an angled fly-down rather than freefall.
RG: IA, what's king status? CO, where IS everybody?!
Melanie matches the flight pattern, more nails coming Julie's way - when she switches out her nailgun for something unusual
Julie: Guys, you'll never guess what happened! I just rediscovered something worth living for! Killing people!
Melanie equips the unholy cross-section of a rocket launcher and a curling iron
(Well guys, where IS everybody? CO should actually know via Space abilities.)
((RG's somewhere at a reasonable blast radius away from Kingfight, while TG's sorta falling away from it.))
((Julie is being chased down by Melanie roughly above the BKs, IA woudln't show up b/c void but said she was hopping in the magicant, idk the rest)
Melanie: SB did so much for you and this is how you repay him? By going right back to where you were?!
Julie: Yes, exactly! Thanks for the push!
CO: |:Setting up a tag in, like this is the lousiest wrestling tournament of all time. But the two of them are sort of almost already here.
Julie: This is so...amazing!
OA: ugh i mentioned last session but i didnt want an ACTUAL complete parallel to the whole thing.
Julie pulls out a series of spare explosives, shifting her flight pattern to let them trail behind as a mess of flak and rule of cool.
AH dodges what she can and lets the pulse handle the rest - her violent actions already having tanked her ARC to a degree, however, and she starts to tire out quickly
Melanie: Shit, shit... ow, fuck, dammit
CO: |:Alright seriously. TG.
Julie: What?
CO: |:You want to fight?
Julie: Is this the part where we drop the kings?
Tara: TG you want to kill AH?!
Julie: Tell me when WK's just down, I want to get in before his regen does!
Julie: She's just window dressing, we'll deal with her later!
Tara: Oh my god i can't even tell which of you is the murdery one right now!
Julie: It's both of us!
Tara: Fuck - wait, if the BK goes down, do you intend to go after us?
How IS the kingfight going anyway?
Julie: You're unimportant and aren't hostile, it won't be as fun!
As a mysterious unrelated entity in the cosmos asks a question, it is answered by the WK being brought down by a choice hit from the BK
Julie: Oooh, here's where the heavies go!
Julie: RG, we are approaching kingfight. Are we clear temporally?
RG: Crazy what are you doing.
RG: CO, can you...I don't know, put her somewhere less problematic after she drops the heavy stuff?
Melanie chases after TG, but wears this. Anger starts to build up - and the pulse is practically screaming for her to stop trying to kill Julie - in fact, it starts to get aggressive about it
CO: |:Oh sure, honestly I wanted to do that a while ago.
RG: Good. Moment the bombs are out of strife deck, get her the heck out of there.
TG: Incomiiiiiing~
[Beserk Trigger] - Ashes of Logorg
a massive golem rises out of skaia, and begins beating on the BK
and also anything else that gets near it
Julie suddenly unloads the entire remaining content, including multiple stacked sodas, denizen-weapon-alchemized bombs, and more Others corruption than is supposed to be on the Battlefield.
Julie: Teleport is go?
CO: |:Okay yeah that's not standard final boss materiel.
IA gets out of the magicant in time to see the corruption, and pulls out her own secret weapon
Tara: WHY IS THE BATTLEFIELD CORRUPT FUCK I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING MYSELF DON'T I?!
RG: Yes.
Julie: Yes.
Yes.
CO: |:Gonna come along quietly or...?
Julie: Go on, do it, those fuses are short.
Tara pulls out a book
Tara approaches the BK
Tara starts reading her WH40K badfic aloud.
The first few standard and poorly aimed explosives begin hitting the ground, providing Michael Bay standard issue background effects.
Teleports are a go.
((
For both objects and people.
((You don't mean the bombs, right?))
AH sees IA reading and immediately beings to run away from IA's general position
(( Well, a little bit is involved to ensure maximum effective points of striking.))
A message is sent to everyone on pesterchum from IA
IA: If you are reading this, throw every computer on you towards the BK. They're gonna explode when i finish reading.
Is what the message says
OA: augh now i REALLY have no way of communicating with you guys.
a follow up message comes in
Julie throws a pile of computers and computer equipment towards the Battlefield, finished by a computer-sink.
IA: This is why i sent everyone a walkie talkie, they aren't enough computer
is what the second message reads
Julie: Uh....
Julie: Is it just me or is the Growth writhing in pain right now?
In fact, CO just makes sure those computers people didn't obviously chuck are in the pile. Sure, why not.
OA: of course it is because youre going FULL murder asshole.
Julie: No, more than it was when I was shooting at AH.
After enough time, IA finishes reading, and the computers explode in a blaze of glory. The BK loses a leg.
Tara: Okay good news the BK is suffering bad news that didn't do as much as i'd hoped
Julie: Did the Shivabombs work?
OA: well if they did i guess thats why YOUR aspect would be hurting right?
Tara: Doesn't matter, i'm kinda bored now, so i'm just gonna cast my beserk trigger now, i actually have the pluck for it.
Julie: CO, still enough for the-
Julie: ...Eep.
Tara: Several years in the void as a scout does wonders for ARC
[Beserk Trigger] Vacuum Decay
Tara: That reminds me, you guys should all run.
CO: |:Yeah, since i've been making sure to be doing things rather weakly so I should still be pluck good enough for this.
various entities on the battlefield suddenly cease existsing
AH is already gone
pshooooo collective short range teleporting
Julie: RIP Battlefield chunk. You will be sorely missed.
Julie: Tell me when the Void is less aggressive.
(Wait, as in gone, gone?))
((As in 'invisible vortex erases select shit from existence, like the rest of the BK's left leg and lower torso
Tara: Damn he's weak but still alive? Anybody have a good finisher?
OA: yes.
Tara: Oh yeah doom it up oa
Julie: Doomy dooms of doom.
Tara: Judgement day! Judgement day!
OA: honestly i should really JUST forge a death prophecy.
Julie: Not on the Battlefield pls.
Tara: That won't actually do damage oa!
Tara: Did you not like, make a big ass doomgun or something?!
OA: well most of my best stuff was kind OF conditional on the session being ubercharged.
RG: Do I need to make an alchemy run at a time like thia?
OA: nah see thats dooms other special thing.
Tara: Son of a - for fucks sake CO just take the damn thing's head off
OA: out of destruction COME new purpose.
CO: |:Well I mean I guess I...
DOOMSPLOSION
Julie: Formidable azure: approaching storm, bringer of death, searing whip, executioner’s blade—open to the heart of thy lonely servant. To the one approaching a storm, cutting his axe, rise in his death. To me, praying to thee, answer! My foe to the depth of pain, into the vortex of suffering—throw. While you torture, tear him from within, be slow. When he cries out to thee, his voice begging mercy, be silent.
Tara: The fuck?
Julie: Doomsplosion happened.
The BK's scepter arm explodes
Julie: Oooh, chain explosion.
in an instant, IA is dashing towards the scepter. The BK is bleeding on the ground.
Yeah, honestly that part of the battlefield doesn't even look like a chessboard anymore. All the color's sort of been sapped out of it. And from the air around it.
AH re-approaches from orbit
Melanie: Julie! Now we fight!
OA: are you SERIOUS guys?
IA grabs the scepter and looks up at her insane friend.
Tara: Mel, what the fuck?
Julie does not waste time and goes 'okay' while opening fire, unloading the first few rounds ASAP.
AH dodges easily with her muse speed, and begins launching rockets back at Julie from her curling iron
Julie: osht-
Julie takes a rocket to the yes and sort of goes flying comically.
IA flies to meet julie
Tara: Okay does anybody know what the fuck is going on?!
OA: you know what I dont care anymore.
RG times in, flinging a volleyball at AH, before drawing a legendary weapon frying pan.
OA: were gonna just drag both of em to the damn DOOR and deal with it once theyre separated.
AH is caught completely off guard, and takes the full force of the volleyball
RG: Damnit, I was hoping that'd work.
obfuscatoryAlpinist has activated [All Consuming Plague]
RG has noped back out. Nopenopenope into way earlier.
AH nopes the fuck away
Tara kind just kind of voids any of the plague that gets near her
CO: |:As much as I hate to spoil a good brawl, might as well drag you both back down here.
Tara: Okay so clearly something is up so y'know i'm gonna do this shit the easy way
The Volleyball suddenly dissapears
concernedOperative has activated [Dance of the Lotus Eaters] to drag TG and AH back to the battlespot, near that glyph he's had going since the BK/WK fight started.
Julie: Hey!
Tara has activated [Open Secret]
CO: |:Hey, you're part of this now too.
regretlessGatherer times back in on the victory platform, going 'what the hell'.
CO: |:And now...
a colliseum. A shiny in a grey palm. A finger poking deeper than the rest. A message exchanged between old friends. A blonde girl in tears.
IA: Fuck fuck guys its her shiny the fucker messed with her siny
OA: but none of us is a HEART player still.
Melanie: Julie, I will[i/] kill you.
((FUCK, y'all saw what I was going for))
Julie: Not if I kill you first!
CO: |:Okay yeah, this is gonna take some major keep away.
[Berserk Trigger] - [Space Prankster]
CO: |:You see this?
CO: |:http://i2.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/newsfeed/000/493/203/e85.png .
CO: |:It's the G-Frog telling both of you to GET OUT.
Julie: okay. Can we get to the exit now?
Melanie goes to cast an ability, but it fails
CO: |:Sure.
Melanie is out of pluck.
CO: |:One at a time.
Tara: I'm not sure its safe to send her in right now
((where are we again))
Melanie: She might, idk, kill somebody
((wherever CO says we are))
((The Space BT just went off. Ve are everyvere und novhere.))
Julie: So might you!
Julie: Let's go~
((fuck that last melanie was supposed to be tara))
Tara: Wait, julie, you aren't kill-mode now, are you?
Tara: Like, we send you to the next one and you aren't gonna murder everyone, right?
Julie: I am mostly me. They are not of interest to slay.
OA: look the problem is unless you want me to staple A mental deadener to them i dont have any options.
Tara: I'm gonna take that as a.... plus? As a plus.
Tara: Yeah fuck it shove 'em in
Tara: Yo CO, drop the frog into the place and then get us to the fuckin' door
CO: |:On it as we speak.
CO: |:Not this part of the Battlefield though, I think space is actually dead near the BK's death patch.
Julie: Rest in peace Space. You died.
CO: |:Well I guess everybody's Aspect had to take at least one horrible hit this session.
RG: Temporally it wasn't THAT ugly. Mostly. Away from Julie.
OA: just get it over with before i START agreeing with myself from last session.
CO: |:ANYWAYS.
Frog: Do The Thing? ===>
Bilious Slick has at least enough of a pond in which to grow that his glorious croak might be heard.
CROAAAAAK
The Door does the door thing
IA immediately shoves AH into the door
RG: Wait, holdan, gotta do some stuff.
RG nabs the non-replaying section of Julie's inventory, times out, then times back.
RG: Done.
Tara: Okay next
Tara shoves Julie through the door
RG: Have a nice life and death everybody.
Tara: Hm...
regretlessGatherer takes the replay, bye y'all
Tara: Do i go through the door or do i go back to the void/
Tara: Aaaaah, screw it, i miss dreams
Tara hops through door while giving double middle fingers to the huffle-prep that was this session
A silent wind is left as the two remaining players are there on the bridge.
OA: you go THROUGH first it only seems fitting that i close up shop.
CO: |:Oh no buddy, I see that look in your eyes, you're up to something.
CO: |:I might have run out of pluck, but considering how poorly you cheesed up the BK fight until the finishing blow i'm sure I can punt you through the door.
OA: look its just...
OA: its just a bit disheartening SEEING everybody you know regress as if there was something to the story of how instead of being sent to deal with a new aspect of your personality the game instead just resets your maturity.
OA: i guess i should BE glad no one died though?
CO: |:All you can really ask for I suppose.
CO: |:There's always the hope that the Door reset their shiny screwups.
OA: well that is something to...
OA is unceremoniously shoved through the Door.
CO: |:Shoot, gotta think of something cool to say.
23:02:49Somewhere in the distance, a snail nonchalantly plays with a volleyball as the Others push against the session barrier-bubble, waiting for it to decay.
Their eyes shine like the stars at the end of the world they are, awaiting the final statement of the departing champion of Space.
Any last words?
CO: |:You take a glance over the Battlefield, the shining eyes reflecting in the slick wet nature of a lily pond, one last time before you prepare to head through the door. It certainly wasn't the worst session you've been in, not by a long shot. But it was the sort of thing that's gonna stay with a person. Stick in your mind like an egg that's suffered the worst side of an already non-stick frying pan. But that's how it goes sometimes in this part of paradox space. And there's always another, waiting for the promise of a brand new day.
On second thought that was stupider sounding than you thought it would be. Off with you.
-DEAD OR ALIVE: BEACH VOLLEYBALL has now concluded. Peace be with you.-