CoLC crossover RP, main thread

Arcade crossed his arms and sighed, defeatedly. He was completely useless without his glasses, and he hated feeling weak. Things seemed to keep happening to show just how useless he was at everything. The skinwalker killed him with almost no difficulty, Despair was able to exploit whatever weakness it was that turned him into a cultist so easily, and now just putting his glasses down left him completely at the mercy of whatever was out there.

At least Anders had magic; he could fight if it came to that. What could Arcade do without a gun?

His insecure monologues were interrupted by a very... Big creature.

It took him a few seconds to realize that it was Pounce. When he did, he almost became even more terrified. Big, big was not good in the Wasteland.

"Ok," he said, shakily, "animals becoming huge and not trying to eat me. I... I can handle this"

edited 7th Aug '17 2:24:09 PM by Skooter910

Hospital

And wouldn't you know it, Caboose still hadn't noticed the fact that everything around him was bigger than it should be. The only thing he thought upon seeing the giant dragonfly and the, in his eyes, normal sized dragon, was that there was a dragonfly and a dragon. Just a bunch of people he recognized from the day before.

"Hello!" he called out in his now squeaky voice to all present. Then he suddenly realized something else earth shattering... Everything was inedible now, not just his suit! Caboose looked around for a second before asking in a slightly accusing tone "Did you eat all the candy without me?" Clearly this was a man with his priorities in order.

Library — Day 17

Garrett went for a little walk outside, came back to the library just before evening, and laid himself down to sleep on one of the sofas.

Well, well... That Riddler fellow seems to be one of the more unhinged prisoners here. Still, who knows... he just may stumble onto some escape route, and if I have the smallest chance to defy our jailor and get out of here on my own terms, I'll take it. And even if not... well, might be safer, for now, to have a couple of armed people on my side for once. Guess I'll need to swallow my pride and work with them... seeing as working alone got me nowhere so far.

Library — Day 18

Upon waking up, Garrett looked around blearily in confusion. What was this large wall of burlap next to him? Why was he on what seemed to be a huge plush island? Then he realized he was still on the sofa, next to his bag of holding, except he was now about the size of half a pointer finger. It reminded him of that day where he had become a rat, except now he was even smaller than on that day... but at least he still had opposable thumbs, and normal vision.

Luckily one of the bag's shoulder straps reached almost all the way down to the ground, allowing Garrett to climb down. Soon, after an epic trek across the vast library realm, he came upon the Riddler — as well as another girl, whom he was unfamiliar with, but who addressed Riddler familiarly. So, he'd actually managed to recruit someone? Something might actually come out of that criminal organization idea of his.

"Well hello, boss," he said to the Riddler. "I don't suppose we've met? Name's Garrett," he addressed Makoto. "And, uh... You are...?" He looked at Anat, unsure if the robot was yet another member of the gang.

edited 8th Aug '17 1:21:03 AM by Korodzik

Ben blinked in confusion and crouched down to look down at the six-inch-tall teenager.

"Kamina? Simon? What happened to you? Why you guys so tiny?" he asked. Ben then stood and stretched, looking around. "Well... I should probably check and see if the people at the library are safe. The plaque on the desk might be able to answer some questions we have. We should get going, all right? Anyone else coming?"

He glanced around at anyone who wasn't shrunk. Which wasn't many. And Sparx looked positively gigantic. Just what was going on here?

Day 17

"Guerillas? Exciting~" Shenhua laughed, curious about the world Simon and Kamina came from. "You have to tell more tomorrow."

She turned to respond to Veela. "You got to corner him and then grab him by throat. Metaphorically." She smiled, though the smile seemed to imply that a physical grab wouldn't be bad too if need to. "Make him not able to keep secret."

Well, the good news was that her clothes were back to being clothes and her weapons were now actually lethal again.

The bad news is, everything was huge and she was small. Too small. It didn't seem to affect her balance, though obviously Shenhua couldn't really traverse anywhere on foot now. She joined the Gunmen Bros from a day before, just in time for Kamina to bring attention to them. "Well, I be upset if you no take me with you." She huffed at Ben, which came out more like a mouse talking in a broken English than anything else. "Still need to find Veela's boy, yes?"

Spyro-Hospital

"It must have something to do with today's theme," Spyro said, answering Ben and noticing the shrunken Kamina and Shenhua for himself. Also, everyone's clothes were a different color. Odd, but not important. "Sparx is big, Kamina, Shenhua and Caboose are small, and somehow we're the same size. Yeesh, you really weren't kidding when you said this place was weird."

"What you call weird, I call wonderful. And what's a beastman anyways?" Sparx questioned aloud.

"Don't know. Maybe he's reacting to how big you are? Anyways, Ben, if you're heading to the Library, I can teleport you there no problem," Spyro said to Ben.

edited 7th Aug '17 6:10:03 PM by Dezmo

"Don't worry, Pounce isn't going to eat us! He's a terrible mouser." Anders hurried over to the end of the bed, having to all but sprint to get there, calling out. "Pounce! Pouncey-wouncey! Daddy is down here!"

The now-giant kitten seemed to be rather puzzled about this development, lowering his head to snuffle at the tiny man on the bed, snorting once, then letting out a plaintive yowl. Anders just chuckled, reaching out to rub the kitten's nose.

"Oh if only those Templars could see you now, kitty. That would be fantastic. Wait right here, all right?"

Anders turned to hurry back to Arcade, reaching down to get hold of his arm. "All right, come on. I'll get Pounce to get us over to the table so we can at least get your spectacles on you."

Gon, getting attention

Gon looked around until he saw Sparx. What he noted that it was big, unlike the others.

Definetely size day!

The assassin shouted and waved his arms up over his head.

"Can anyone see me?! Over here!!"

Hospital

Even though it took a bit, not even Caboose was stupid enough to not find something odd about the fact that Ben was enormous. He still didn't find too much wrong about this though. It was simple for him to grasp the reality of the situation...well, his reality. The point is, Caboose was sure that this wasn't a problem.

When the situation was outlined in plain and simple terms of who had what relative size by Spyro, Caboose decided to reveal his own masterful observation. "Well isn't it obvious?" he started to say with a rather excited tone. "All the small people had a growth spurt, and the smaller people must have been drinking milk so they grew even more!" He was obviously confident in this logic, stupid as it was.

And on the topic of travel, Caboose had one thing to say: "Take me with you. I want to ride on your shoulder."

edited 7th Aug '17 8:39:40 PM by pillowmantis

Arcade was stuck sitting in place as Anders cooed over his giant cat, too nervous to move. The odds of him wandering off of the edge of the bed if he tried anything were too high for his liking. The only consolation was that Anders's babying was rather cute.

As soon as he realized Anders was approaching he shifted closer to the source of the voice. Anders grabbed his arm and started to direct him towards Pounce; Arcade leaned close to Anders as soon as he was standing, still concerned about the possible drop.

"Ok, getting my glasses is a good first step," he said, slightly mollified.

"All right, so let's just...right here." He directed Arcade to where Pounce was, even as the kitten laid his head on the bed, watching them with large, concerned eyes. "All right kitty, we're going to need you to help us to get to that table over there, and then onto the floor, so we can find Arcade's things, all right? Can you do that? Can we go to that table over there?"

There was another soft, if somewhat loud, considering the size, mew, but Pounce just remained still for the time being. Anders rubbed at the kitty's nose again, guiding Arcade over to his neck. "All right, well, just...climb up, I guess. I'll make sure he doesn't move. Don't worry, I'll be right behind you."

I had to roll for it, and my roll failed. Well, it was worth a shot.

"If 10 is failing, what do I have to roll to pass? Or is that a super secret find out for yourself deal?"

Not that it'd be immediately relevant. I doubted I could roll for it again right after having just done that the first time, for one, and for another Fake sans was howling with laughter.

I recoiled at the large and eerie level up animation, taking a floating position at the sudden earthquake, and reflexively (unsteadily) blurted, "Alright, geez, I get it. I overreacted. There. I said it. Shut up."

"Wait, can Pounce actually understand human speech?" Arcade asked, incredulously. Was that more magic at work?

Oh well. Whatever got Arcade his glasses back was fine by him. He carefully climbed Pounce as Anders instructed, trying desperately to not picture being stuck on the back of some giant, irradiated creature. It was just Pounce, just Pounce.

Now that the two enemies knew of the little problem they all had just a while ago, not only did the fake Sans get even stronger, now there was some sort of giant shadow kid that couldn't be identified in the mix too. All because of a certain someone who even had the audacity to complain.

"you have no right whatsoever to complain about people talking too much, ms.rant, not when you running your mouth got us in this situation to begin with," said Sans, merely throwing a glance at Eve's way before focusing on the enemies ahead.

All things considered, what his copy had said was not wrong and even mimicked some of his own feelings on the matter, except, of course, that for the copy it was all just a hilarious joke. There was no point in saying anything else about the matter when he did it for him and Lewis didn't need another reminder of how his actions just ended up causing more trouble for everyone.

"i gotta say, even though we don't really know each other all that well, this copy is pretty in-character. well, except for the evil laughter," said Sans, shrugging.

edited 7th Aug '17 7:20:55 PM by FullMoon

Eve|Mindscape|Probably Not The Result You Were Hoping For

Eve raised an eyebrow at Sans' comment to her. "...I talk...when I have something...to...say...not to because I like...the sound...of my own voice..." she responded. She looked at the group and shook her head. If they were going to fight, could they please just fight? They did have a time limit. Kind of.

She watched Distrust and Resentment and looked at Sans, genuine puzzlement on her face. "...I thought Caro liked you for a reason..." she said, tilting her head.

"I'm...not actually sure if he does or not, really. He knows enough to stay where I tell him to and such so I'm just sort of guessing he can go where I want him to?"

Anders shrugged a little, chuckling at a slightly disgruntled rrrroew noise at Arcade's climbing, rubbing Pounce's nose again. "There there, kitty. Let's just go over to that bedside table and-,"

The very second Arcade had settled, Pounce abruptly raised his head from the bed, then wandered over towards the table on that side of the bed, ambling along amicably enough. "Pounce Pounce Pounce you were supposed to wait for me too!" he called out, running along the bed as quickly as he could to reach the table as well. "Arcade just hold on, it's all right, you're all right, he's just doing what he's told!"

"I'm not affiliated with these people!" shouted Rick to the various evil mental constructs that were looming increasingly large, and growing ever-more mocking with every failed roll other members of the party were making, pointing at them accusingly. "I just came here because my grandson couldn't find the bathroom!" Rick jammed his hands in his pocket and looked utterly unfazed as the shadowy guilt constructs unloaded with everything they had in their verbal arsenal.

'None of your rambling monologues designed to eat at my conscience and make me second-guess my recent ife decisions work because I don't give a shiiiiiiiiiiit about any of this in the first place!" he shouted over the howling winds, cupping his hands over his mouth to make sure that the sinister doppelgangers could hear every word that he was saying. "Thirty seconds ago I was arguing in favour of you guys squatting in her cerebellum because humans screw everything up! And before you even try - I'm warning you - don't even try your little 'omniscient-mental-demigod-deconstructs-your-worldview-song-and-dance' on me, because Silaena barely met me - and therefore you, being mere reflections of her psyche relying on her memories, have no ammunition with which to unload against me! QED, bitches!"

Rick mimed dropping a microphone.

edited 7th Aug '17 8:05:03 PM by Locoman

When Pounce started making unhappy noises, Arcade paused, taking a deep breath. He assured himself that Pounce wasn't a Wasteland creature about to attack him for simply existing. He was a good kitty. Good... Big...

He tried not to grip onto Pounce's fur too tightly. It was hard, but he tried. Of course, as soon as he managed to calm himself, Pounce decided to start moving.

Arcade was a grown man; certainly not the kind of person to shriek in fear when he realized what was happening. Yup. Definitely no shrieking to be heard once Pounce started moving more than he was expecting.

And given what his voice had become for the day, it definitely wasn't a shriek so high-pitched the window cracked. Nope.

Pounce actually seemed rather disturbed by the abrupt...shrill coming from his back, stopping his walking for a moment, looking around a moment and meowing at Anders.

"It's okay, it's okay! It's...it's okay!" Anders wasn't sure who he was reassuring, really, but with Pounce stopped by the side of the bed, he was able to reach out, grabbing handfuls of fur, and starting to climb up himself. "It's okay, everyone involved in here, just be calm. Arcade I am on my way up to you now, all right?"

Pounce turned his head to yowl again, a bit indignant at two action figure-sized humans climbing around on his fur, but he remained still nonetheless, tail twitching a bit in some clear impatience or general displeasure.

Sans didn't seem to actually believe what Rex was saying. To be fair, explaining himself before the fight wasn't the best course of action but Rex didn't want more in-fighting getting in the way.

"Fine, I'm just going to punch Jackson then" and then the fake Sans mocked them for letting their emotions get in the way of helping Silanea, setting that plan on fire "...nevermind"

Lewis felt the need to admit he had lost it. That right there was a rookie mistake. Never say something serious that a literal emotion can use against you.

"You don't really need to give them more ammo"

Rick himself once again made it clear he wasn't there by choice but unlike Eve, he wasn't even to help anyway. His rant about being immune to Resentment and Distrust's words was... odd by lack of a better term. Rex shrugged and looked at the soon-to-be stains on the floor "...let's just pretend that never happened"

Some kind of meteorite fell from the sky and quickly revealed itself as... some kind of giant creepy kid. For some reason that helped Resentment and he leveled up "Wait, we can level up?" Hey, someone had to ask.

Meanwhile, Sans told Eve that she couldn't complain about people talking when she had helped break what little cohesion the team had. Normally, Rex would joke about someone finally calling her out but even he knew this wasn't a time to make their team even more disorganized. Besides, there were two actual enemies right there that were begging to get punched so it was better to focus on them. For now, he just limited himself to smiling a little. And what was this about Silanea's life sucking? Nihilism wasn't a valid word in Rex's vocabulary... probably literally.

"Suck? The way I see it there are at least five people in the city that care enough about her to come here and take you down. Granted, I would enjoy beating you up either way, but that's not why I'm here. I'm here for her"

edited 7th Aug '17 9:49:57 PM by DeisTheAlcano

"Clever thinking. Your spur will already be charged when the combat begins" Tester commented, as Curly's spur suddenly appeared in her off hand and charged up. "With your below average perception, you would've needed a roll of sixteen to pass" the AI then answered Lewis plainly, as the info on his screen changed again.

"That perception check was a more difficult one, but thankfully for you, only one of you had to pass. There are three Guilts clinging to the edge of the cliff" Tester said aloud, as sure enough, three Guilts materialized into being, clinging to the edge of the cliff behind Resentment and Distrust.

"Aw, no ambush from our backup? Well, we'll still crush you guys anyway" Distrust commented, not sounding too disappointed.

"we got that out of the way, so let's get some initiative going" Resentment then added.

In short order, everybody rolled again, and Tester's screen showed new info:

Silanea's Distrust and Resentment

"Guilts C, D, and E are from your left to your right, respectively" Tester told the party; currently that meant that Guilt C and Guilt D were behind either side of Resentment on the left, while Guilt E was off to the right of Distrust on the right side.

"i got last even with my ability? well, not the worst rolls to get unlucky on" Resentment said with a shrug, then looked towards Curly. "now that looks like a mighty attack. can't have you pulling that off so easily" the copycat skeleton mentioned, and pointed towards her with one hand.

Distrust however wasn't giving as obvious a tell about what his move would be, but seemed to be flicking his gaze back and forth between Rex and Rick. With the Guilts there was even less telling, since they were nearly featureless save for their red, glowing eyes, which just looked angrily at all of them.

As Veela fully awoke, she looked around at the others with some confusion, her ears flicking around as she easily caught what all the tiny people were saying. She glanced towards Gon as he called for attention, and reached out to carefully pick him up and place him down on the floor, having assumed that his issue was being unable to get down from the chair. It was Spyro's comment that caught her attention. "You can teleport to the library? How many of us could you take with you?" Veela asked, stepping over to stand next to Ben.

"Hello there! I'm still working on getting some transportation around the library prepared; is there anything I can help you with in the meantime?" Miss Tairee yelled down to those below; in the area of the center of the desks, the mini-SCVs had started to construct some tiny supply depots, and a third Miss Tairee appeared down there in a blur, and looked thoughtful for a moment.

"One of you, come with me" that third Miss Tairee said to one of the SCVs, then started walking across the large lobby towards one of the revolving doors, with the SCV following close behind her.

edited 8th Aug '17 12:25:12 AM by FirockFinion

Library

So this was the Garret that Riddler had told her about. He looked like he came out of a Dungeons and Dragons game, but he didn't strike her as the same kind of villain as her “Boss”. Garret looked more like he was meant to keep to the shadows, not stand out. But if he had volunteered for this job, then Makoto would keep her guard up around him.

“I think we just missed each other yesterday, my name’s Queen,” she responded, matching his polite tone. Unlike Makoto, Anat didn't seem to process the concept of deception and was currently staring back at Garret with an unidentifiable intent. Probably waiting for an order to go at him, she realized.

“Oh! That's uh...that's mine…” Makoto said. She cleared her throat nervously before letting Anat go, and the almost hostile mech faded into nothingness. She needed to be more careful using her Persona near them.

“Don't worry, I have full control over it,” she reassured Garret and Riddler as she adjusted her mask. She looked up at the desktop when Miss Tairee yelled down to them. Easier transportation around the giant library would definitely be nice. Makoto blinked a few times when a clone of the librarian walked past them with a small mech behind her, but decided to write it off as part of this city’s regular weirdness.

"Most animals... Are not trustworthy... In my world," Arcade said, shakily, "particularly the ones bigger than a dog. This is much bigger than a dog." There was a noticeable tremble as he gripped Pounce for dear life.

edited 8th Aug '17 7:59:52 AM by Skooter910

"just keep caro out of this," Sans said in response to Eve, not wanting to deal with that line of conversation any longer now that there were more important things happening.

The two enemies had backup from the guilts from before, luckily they were still weak since they had avoided fighting any more of them earlier. As the initiative rolls came in, however, Sans noticed that his copy had an interesting difference compared to everyone else.

"well i guess the screw up from before did help with something. we know that you're a 'luckmancer'. so that means you can mess with the dice rolls huh," said Sans, then glancing at Curly, hoping that she would catch that maybe going for a strong attack right off the bat might not be the best idea.

He then looked up towards Tester, already knowing what he wanted to do.

"tester, i wanna take a defensive action and focus on dodging for now."

Gon, down on the ground

"Thanks for the assist." Gon thanked Veela after the latter helped him get down on the ground.

"Great. I'm small and it'll be a bit harder to move around." He looked at his surroundings before he looked at his hands. "Then again..."