"............I'll be fine. Let's just, keep moving."
It was just down this way. It was just down this way. I kept walking. Let's get it done with...huh? Oh. Hey, Fastanook.
I shrugged. "I saw a girl going at an octopus with a sword and a new guy icing the sand in front of him. Beyond that, I have no idea, and I think it might be over already."
I went around him, seeing the door to her room just ahead, still open.
i guess you can watch me shitpost i guessEve|Hospital|Just Finished My Book
Wow Anders talked a lot. And continued to flirt with Arcade. Eve took the feather passed to her, which was certainly made out of chocolate. She casually took a bite, finding that it was also quite good chocolate. She was relieved when Arcade explained the City, since she really didn't want to. Eve patted Arcade on the back with a there-there motion. "...why did your...pocket growl?"
[TOP SECRET]Kamina after his speech was going to continue the attack but then he heard it. The incoming horde was closing in and all three of them weren't exactly at tip top shape. Kamina knew that this pilot could kick ass inside his Gunmen and he knew that three against many was better than two against many. They could continue the fight later!
"Simon, we can beat him later! We have a bigger list of bozo's to handle first!" said Kamina to Simon. With a nod of Lagann's body, Gurren moved side to side with Delta and Lagann stood in front of it. Looking at the Big Daddies drill, Kamina exclaimed "So you have a drill huh? It's a pretty big one but you don't even know what a drill can really do! Especially my bro's drill! Simon, combine!" and with that Gurren grabbed Lagann and put the round Gunmen on top of itself, thus causing the creation of Gurren Lagann!!!
With the snick of two pairs of drills coming out of it's wrists, Gurren Lagann and it's controllers steeled themselves to fight with this once foe against overwhelming odds!
edited 18th Jul '17 6:52:12 PM by LightToAll
"What?" Anders tilted his head a little at Arcade's explanation, looking as though it was taking a long time to percolate in his head. "...a...writer's block, and...we're..."
He glanced down for a moment, gazing somewhat downwards on Arcade for a moment. "Hmm. Never seen anything like that before." Then he tapped his staff delicately against the gun on the doctor's hip. "Well, if this isn't the Fade, and you aren't Templars, then that's probably good enough for me for now."
Anders then glanced to Eve when she spoke. "Coat...gro-oh! Yes, that's right!" He stepped back, moving to put his staff back into place against his back, and reached down and into the coat of his robe, and after just a minute, removed a slightly displeased-looking half-grown orange tabby. "This is Ser Pounce-A-Lot! I tell people he's my familiar, but really he's just a cat, shh, don't tell." He grinned widely, before crouching down in front of Eve, holding out the cat for her to pet. "Don't worry, he's a good boy...aren't you Ser Pounce? Yes you are...yes you are, you're a good kitty, aren't you, yes you are!"
Meow!
edited 18th Jul '17 7:04:43 PM by ColeMinor
"That's my plasma defender," Arcade said, "it's a type of gun that shoots concentrate-" he was cut off by the sudden appearance of a cat from Anders's coat. Arcade could only stare at it in fascination, mumbling, "so that's what they look like."
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."Eve|Hospital|KITTY! (AKA Anders Is Never Getting His Cat Back)
Eve nodded at Anders' continued talk about the Fade, and Templars, and terms that probably didn't mean anything to anyone but himself. Then he reached into the pocket that had been growling and—
Kitty. KITTY. Eve leant in to see the cat, before going absolutely still out of fear of startling him. Then she cautiously brought up a hand and petted him on the head gently. "...hello...Ser Pounce-A-Lot..."
edited 18th Jul '17 7:19:48 PM by secretlyasuperhero
[TOP SECRET]"He's about this tall and has a skull for a face. Apparently he's some kind of mage and thinks I don't care about anyone" Rex answered after Sans made it clear he hadn't talked to anyone for more than a day "Wait, you've been alone all this time?"
Lewis showed up and tried to immediately guide the two of them to Silanea's room. Rex followed him but it was clear he wasn't in the best of moods. Sans picked up on it and asked him if he was doing fine. After a less than convincing answer, Rex decided to chime in.
"...it's cool if you want to vent. I imagine being Seiga's lapdog wasn't a nice experience"
After getting past Fastanook—who wanted to know what was going on outside—Lewis gave him a rundown that asked more questions than it answered. Rex just looked at the gremlin and shrugged. He had completely missed whatever Lewis was talking about.
Anders grinned a bit, carefully moving to put the cat into Eve's arms. "Pounce is a very good cat. He comes along with me everywhere I go, and he's very patient. And you seem like you know how to be gentle with him."
Sure enough, the kitten seemed perfectly content to purr, raising his head and turning it a bit to one side, as though asking for scratches on a particular part of his neck.
Anders just got back to his feet, looking between Eve and Arcade once before smiling. "You two must be related...but I think you're too young to be her father." There might have, maybe, been a wink. "So...older brother? Uncle, maybe? Babysitting before getting pulled into a world made of candy created by some insane Maker with a long overdue book report?"
Subject Delta - Desert Banditry
Near him, the other two... combined? That was a new one, for sure. Letting out a muffled groan that sounded downright normal by comparison to his usual shouts, he nodded at the duo before focusing on the new problem the three of them were all facing.
As the crowd of candy cowboys came closer to them, he lamented one of his life choices. Why didn't he buy the Insect Swarm plasmid? Why? Why was he so stupid? The option was right there at the Gatherer's Garden! He could have been unleashing killer bees at these cowboy yahoos right now. Still, he could make it work with what he had on him.
While he used his telekinesis plasmid to grab a large rock that he could have sworn looked like a gumdrop, he knelt down on his right leg to reduce his profile a bit and improve his aim. Bringing the machine gun up with a satisfying click, he opened fire on the oncoming wave to provide cover for the other two, while launching the rock at one of the scorpions with his left.
edited 18th Jul '17 8:16:18 PM by nman
Watching Eve play with Pounce brought a small smile to Arcade's face. It was a good sign that she was so interested in something; anything to break her out of her shell was a welcome relief.
He looked over at Anders as the mage started to guess his relation to Eve. Arcade appreciated that he didn't guess father, for several reasons. With a raised eyebrow he dryly asked, "40 is too young to be a father? How long do people live in your world?"
He shook his head and added, "still, we're not related at all. We met here and realized we had some rather similar issues. It's nice to have someone relate to."
edited 18th Jul '17 8:12:27 PM by Skooter910
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."Eve|Hospital|Eve Has Her Priorities Straight (heh)
Eve accepted the cat with wide eyes, cradling the ginger as if he would break with a touch. "...good kitty..." She did as Ser Pounce silently requested, scratching the side of the neck indicated. "...there you go..." A slight smile played around the corners of her mouth, and she raised the cat to eye level. "...hello..."
[TOP SECRET]"...I just...want to be done with it. The challenge, I mean. We're already here, we shouldn't put it off. Unless you want to get one last thing...?"
I stopped a few feet away from the door, able to see inside, quickly confirming that yep this was the room.
"Hey, did you grab my stuff like I asked? The phone at least?"
I went in. "I'm baaack. And look who else came."
i guess you can watch me shitpost i guessAnders chuckled a bit, raising an eyebrow, leaning back a bit to look Arcade over. "Oh, please, 40? Maybe in about ten years." He grinned, putting a hand on his hip, glancing down at Eve. Pounce was perfectly happy to continue purring at the scratches, and let out an inquisitive meow? when he was held up to her eyes.
"Well...if you aren't really related, it's still very nice of you to help her out. I'm sure this...whole situation is probably pretty frightening for any child." He leaned in a bit closer. "Not all that reassuring for me, and I'm an actual mage."
There was a pause before he glanced back at Arcade. "Wait, so you're telling me you're not from Thedas? So...you don't know anything about...mages?"
Eve|Hospital|Cats Make Everything Better
Eve continued to ignore all but the kitten in front of her, tilting her head at the meow. "...mew?" was her response, as she lowered the kitten to chest height and continued to scratch him. This was making her simultaneously homesick and making her feel better. She had forgotten quite how catlike Train was, and this was reminding her of some of his odder habits (especially one afternoon when she was reading in the sunlight, and Train had decided that that was the time to bug her. She usually carried a ball of yarn since then).
[TOP SECRET]"Kick logic to the curb and do the impossible! That's what we have always done Simon! So let's show them what the manly leader of Team Dai-Gurren and his bro can do!" yelled out Kamina. With that, Gurren Lagann broke into a run towards the horde, picking up the discarded glasses sword and putting it back on Gurren while doing so, and slammed into the horde. Punting cowboys with it's legs and drill punching downwards into targets under them, the might of the Gunmen was making quick work on those that it hit.
Though being that close to the horde meant that Gurren Lagann was taking a lot of hits from both stingers and little pieces of rock candy being shot at them. For the moment all the attacks didn't phrase the mecha too much but that could change as the damage compounded on it....
edited 18th Jul '17 10:29:53 PM by LightToAll
"Good... peace is... the best." Giving a nod of approval as all the various fighting stopped and people actually sat down (well stood around to be more precise) to resolve their conflict and share their various information, the young doll stood about to listen in on the pertinent data before coming up with a new plan. It was clear that whoever brought everyone here had immense power so the Writer was probably a being above Primal Beasts and more like an Astral.
Seeing that everyone was done and dispersing to do their own thing, Orchid decided to do the same and trotted away at a steady pace. There was no need for her to continue being around when the others had things well in hand, plus she was always fated to be on the move anyways. Stumbling every now and then due to the uneven terrain of sugary sands, the quiet lass soon found herself deeper into the wastes... and saw herself on the periphery of what appeared to be a conflict between bandits and miniature giants of all things.
Both sides looked to be rather intimidating and bloodthirsty so the automaton simply moved herself back towards a nearby sand dune to try to make out the bigger picture here if there was any. Still, due to her unfamiliarity with the concept of stealth, all she really did was poke her colorful head out from behind the dune in a display that one would attribute to a child thinking they were hot stuff and invisible simply by peering out from behind a corner.
Arcade rolled his eyes at the obvious flattery, but his smile remained. "Overt flirtation will get you anywhere, you know," he said. Anders was laying it on pretty thick, but Arcade would be lying if he said he hadn't missed flirting with handsome men. And what often came after the flirting.
He frowned thoughtfully as Anders mentioned Thedas. It didn't take long for him to remember Cole's explanation of some basic facts about his world. "Actually, I think I know a little," he said, "if you're from the same world as Cole, he mentioned being from a place called 'Thedas'. He explained that mages have a stronger connection to something called the Fade where spirits and demons live."
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."Anders raised an eyebrow at that. "Oh? So...you aren't from Thedas, but...someone else...is. And you've just happened to have...talked to them about...mages and magic and the Fade. Right after I land in a place that seems a lot like being inside the Fade. Naturally."
After a moment, he shrugged slightly. "Well, if I've been captured by some Desire demon I suppose it could have picked worse torture than a world where clothes are made of candy and a good-looking doctor who likes children...and polite children who like cats. All right, why not. Either you're telling the truth, or you're a figment of my imagination brought to life by a demon. Either way there's really not much I can do about it from here so unless all of this suddenly disappears and I've got the Warden Commander burning a demon to death in front of me, I'll play along."
"Anyway...yes. Mages have a more powerful connection to the Fade, which means that I can sort of...well. I can do things, let's leave it at that. I've been able to use other spells before but...healing is what comes most naturally to me. I'm very good at it. So...Arcade Gannon, was it, unusual name. Where are you from?"
Arcade opened his mouth to defend himself from Anders's suspicion, but quickly closed it when they were shrugged off. That was... Easy. "I suppose that'd be one way of finding the truth," he mumbled.
He smiled when Anders mentioned healing came most naturally to him. It sounded like Anders was a pretty good guy, despite his eccentricities. That smile disappeared when Anders asked him about his home.
"It's called the Wasteland," he said, sounding slightly defensive, "it's not as bad as it sounds. As long as you like raiders, mutated creatures that relentlessly hunt every living being, armies of slavers with plans to rule the world, being sent into exile simply for being born into the wrong group..." Arcade trailed off, realizing that he was starting to rant.
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."Anders was silent as Arcade spoke, one arm folded to brace up his elbow, other hand sort of balled against his mouth, just frowning a bit as the other man spoke. When he trailed off, there was a brief silence, apparently letting that sink in, before Anders abruptly spoke.
"I'm sorry, at what point of this am I supposed to believe you aren't from Thedas, again?"
edited 19th Jul '17 10:57:01 AM by ColeMinor
Delta - Desert Storm
A pair of large, pink elephants were standing in the distance. One was standing on its rear legs and going down again, while the other was sucking in the desert sand to its trunk. Standing up on its hind legs, the elephant's trunk stopped hoovering in the sand and instead started to point up. A large bulge appeared in the elephant's trunk, and it started to take in a deep breath.
Delta had a bad feeling about this, and a worse feeling about standing still. Leaping away from where he had been, not a second later there was... a large gumball? Only for a moment though, as it detonated into a big cloud of cotton candy, scattering the nearby sand with explosive force.
He was starting to get tired of these candy-ass monsters and their candy-ass attacks.
It was decided then, no more standing still. Ever. Swapping his machine gun back out for his drill, he took off sprinting towards Gurren Lagann and its surrounding opponents. Waving his drill around and roaring to try and warn them to notice the elephants, he brought up his left hand, wreathed in flames, and started firing off balls of fire at the bandits near the machine. It hadn't seemed to be affected by his flames earlier, so hopefully it would only hurt the bandits.
Arcade blinked in surprise, unsure of how exactly to respond to Anders's question. There was another pause as he tried to summon a response.
Eventually he unholstered his gun and carefully held it up for Anders to see. "We don't have magic in the Wasteland, we have guns," he said.
I say that aloud too sometimes, just: "man, no life."

With a pop, Reigen plopped out of the hole, and Youmu clapped her hands to get the...rather strange feeling sand off of her. She couldn't figure how a grown man would get stuck in a hole like that, but whatever. It's done. Now, if only her embarrassment could end so swiftly, but Redring had other ideas.
"...What? No, I didn't mean it like that," Youmu said to the octopus. "If I was going to kill you, I would have just killed you. That was just a...a little..."
"A little tradition we have when we start a duel," Yuyuko quickly interceded with. "People say far worse things, even if it's just a fight between friends! Bear with my Youmu here, she's probably going to take a little more time to get used to things. Very stuck in that mindset, she is~"
"Please, you don't have to—"
"Oh, it's just a fair warning. But, aside from the strange way you all act around here, I don't understand something," she turned to Garrett specifically. "A theme? How is a city themed around deserts and...food, you said?"
edited 18th Jul '17 6:23:04 PM by wikkit