-almost like a small sand-storm around your fist, it collides with the Mimic Bot's chest-
-it flies backwards, slamming into the ground, sparking as it tries to get back up-
-but it shuts down- Repairs initiating. Congratulations, Challenge Passed.
Theerreee you go!
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postRoof (Sthesia)
(Sthesia just walks up to him, and just slaps the arrogant bratty nerd.)
Don't you dare talk about him like that.
I'm guessing you've never done the same? Just keep an eye on Eve?
Edited by G2BattleConvoy on Aug 19th 2018 at 7:23:20 PM
"We all fail. We all make mistakes. That is what makes us human."Yep! You won. Pretty good showing for the first time... I definitely will have to tweak it.
The thing about growth is learning how to overcome the things that are stronger than you.
And I think I keyed that about equal. At least tactics-wise...
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Autonoe is splashed by the massive wave-
...
-Looks down at her robes-
... This is the state of moistness. Yes. I have heard of this.
-Shudders, grimacing-
I, Autonoe, do not enjoy being moist! This state of affairs is antithetical to all that I take pleasure in!
Edited by eldritchseer on Aug 19th 2018 at 11:28:56 AM
Roof (108) and (Zwei)
-SLAP-
-Zwei was not expecting that, and is stunned.-
-He has never been slapped in his life.-
-His whole maybe two months of life!-
"...You hit me..."
-A hair on the top of his head seriously twitches, but doesn't stand up.-
"...Who do you think you are...?"
-Sthesia, you can sense the aura of dark anger around him...-
-...Thankfully he can't really follow up on this anger at all.-
-108 stays quiet, nervously looking over at Sthesia. And yes, the nervousness is actually somewhat apparent now.-
-He's never seen her slap anyone either...-
-Not to mention that Zwei's very unnerving to him right now too.-
-He's been shoved into a seriously foreign situation, and it's clear that he's not sure how to handle it.-
—
Outside (Jean)
-She exhales out of relief.-
-Good, she did good then...-
"S-So this was even in terms of strength then...?"
-Meanwhile it's pretty clear that she doesn't really know anything in terms of combat strategy...-
Edited by CrystalMemoria on Aug 19th 2018 at 1:36:10 PM
-The wizard, after a moment's silence, crawls his way out of the water to shore.-
-He spends a brief moment, gasping for breath, before sitting up and making an attempt to dry himself off. He removes his hat from his head, causing water to pour out over his scalp-
I've had worse falls, I suppose....
-Autonoe, being seven feet tall, stares down at the wizard-
You have tainted my being with this water in your churlish escapade. What cause would compel you to do unto I, Autonoe, such spite?
-Pauses, taking a breath-
Yet unto you I shall render some measure of forgiveness, for my heart is good and intentions noble.
-Extends a hand to the wizard, stiffly-
Hello. I am Autonoe. Meeting you is adequate. I am here to find the thing called Cori Magistralis and want you to help me. I also think you look acceptable.
Roof (108) and (Zwei)
-Zwei's eyes simply stay narrow.-
"...Fine... I don't have to hear it from you... I have other ways of obtaining that information..."
-...He doesn't need to stand for this. He's leaving now.-
-He starts walking towards the door to the stairway, before he turns back to face them.-
"...Don't think I will forget this, Awar..."
-He makes his leave. He's definitely not going to forget this...-
-Congrats, Sthesia. You've made an enemy.-
-108, meanwhile, is simply watching as Zwei leaves, before looking back at Sthesia.-
-...-
-Hug.-
-Just keeps the hand extended-
The thing known as Cori Magistralis must be found, for that devil has taken something of mine that I require. It may be hard to understand my urgency as you are clearly celebrating the state of moistness, but I, Autonoe, have dire need of aid.
Edited by eldritchseer on Aug 19th 2018 at 12:07:36 PM
Roof (108)
-108 just keeps hugging.-
-Is it safe to speak again?-
"...He is angry."
-Well, he gets what anger is and how to identify it now, at least...-
-He was never exposed to anger. It was always cold indifference if he was speaking to his superiors...-
-Anger was something he never got exposure to.-
-He saw both Zwei and Sthesia angry, and it's surreal to him.-
-...Also rather unnerving.-
—
Outside (Jean)
"H-Huh? W-Well..."
-She seems a bit awkward now.-
"I-I mean I managed to win... That's something to be happy about, I guess..."
Edited by CrystalMemoria on Aug 19th 2018 at 3:10:18 AM

-A peculiar sight made its presence known, high in the skies above the room. Peculiar, in the sense that, to the eyes of the average unassuming layperson, there was nothing particularly peculiar in the sky at all. This, in the context of a place where dimensions clash and mix together like the contents of hot stew, is a very peculiar thing indeed.-
-But to the very un-average inhabitants of this particular patch of forest, nothing peculiar in particular was happening at all, in the sense that something peculiar was currently happening in the sky at that very moment. Sparks and wisps of an indescribable color- a tad purplish, a smidgeon yellowish, possibly green- darted erratically across the clouds-
-To the denizens of worlds of a rounder, more spherical persuasion, the color held no real cultural significance. To the citizenry of more Disc-like dimensions, however, the meaning of the color was all too clear. It was Octarine: the distinct, invisible color of magic.-
-Elsewhere cosmologically, an unassuming Wizard walked along a dirt path, somewhere along the Disc. In his heart, he felt an immense, weighing anxiety, pressing upon it like a two-ton weight. This mounting stress stemmed from the fact that, currently, in the seven hours that he had been awake, absolutely nothing had gone wrong in any way. He had not been scammed, robbed, mugged, stabbed, shot at, assailed, assaulted, accosted, or was in any shape or form, in immediate danger. This brought great fear to him, knowing the usual workings of his life, as the only possible conclusion he could come to from such a perfectly pleasant day was that today would be the day he would die.-
-It was due to this, that, when sparks of Octarine darted and twisted around his body out of nowhere within the span of several microseconds, he breathed an enormous sigh of relief.-
-He then found himself high, high in the air, overlooking the lake of The Room and plummeting at a truly impressive diving speed. Carefully assessing his immediate situation, the Wizard spoke thus-
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
-He briefly wondered if he had made his statement with a sufficient level of tact.-