Priscilla, Volskygge

Priscilla had to swipe away all the Draugr body parts that were flying across the battlefield. Using her ice breath, she froze much of the ground around her into hardened ice. A Draugr tried to sneak behind her for an attack, but ended up slipping and falling on the icy ground. Priscilla quickly took advantage of this, grabbing the draugur and slamming its bony body into the ground until it was defeated.

Once that was taken care of, she launched an attack on the lead Draugur. She dashed at it with speed one wouldn't expect from such a large woman, slashing at him with a quick and elegant motion.

Fort Hraggstad

"That sounds reasonable," one of the bears told Lucina. From a distance, since they still weren't heading towards the door.

"Don't see a better way," another commented.

"But how do we know the milk-drinker isn't going to come after us?" said a third.

"Well..." the Legionnaire said. "If you don't want to pay with your lives, you can pay the fine. For killing 27 Imperial citizens, the fine is 27,000 Septims."

The bears huddled together, pooling together what was in their pockets - but still maintaining a healthy distance from the doorframe.

"We have... 15 gold," one of the bears announced.

"Them I'll still need to extract justice with my blade!" the Imperial said. He paused, and glanced back down at Lucina. "Unless you have another suggestion?"

Volskygge

With Priscilla's final attack cutting the lead draugr in half, the undead forces were defeated, and once again all was calm.

"Gah!" Alduin said, finally de-etherializing herself, then letting out a long, drawn-out sigh. "I almost got dirty."

She looked around the mess of things, glancing at the dead Draugr.

"Well, you can fight decently, I guess," she said. "For joor."

"I thought you handled yourselves well," Paarthurnax sucked up.

"Ha! We wouldn't even be in this mess if they had just solved the door puzzle!" Alduin laughed. Then she held out both of her hands and made a shooing motion, gesturing to the door switch. "Go on then, get it over with. Hopefully you don't screw it up again!"

Wolfskull Cave

All of the hungry wolves who hadn't managed to get killed by the combined labors of the alternates found themselves distracted by the geysers of meat, only to soon have yet another tragedy befall them as they found themselves rendered into candy. Whether the ones who were simply dead were better off than the ones who were now confections, who knew.

Now all that were left were the adorable doggies. Come to think of it, they seemed pretty much unfazed by all this - and unharmed. They were just continuing to trot around and randomly play around like the had been doing since before the Alternates got here. It was almost like the animals didn't even notice that the wolves had been slaughtered, and their killers were now able to take a breather amongst them.

Before there could be too much of a breather, though, someone emerged from the cave - being a game, it was more like they teleported into existence right outside the cave mouth.

It was a wolfman with a funny crown on his head.◊

"Please, enough violence," the wolf said in a rough, gnarled voice. "The mistress wishes to speak with you. Will you stay your hand and allow me to lead you inside to hear her out?"

Tessa - Understone Keep

"Fwaaaaa.... I guess that works too...." Tessa pouted for a moment. Still, she couldn't put on too much of an act, since Santa being not-dead was kind of a nice thing to have happen. "I'm glad you're okay...."

Once Nero had finished her spiel, Tessa slowly lifted a hand up partway, as if expecting to be called on. No, wait, she wasn't in grade school, she didn't need permission.

"Umm... Miss.... Nero?" Tessa asked shyly. "That threat might work if he's smart enough to access console commands, so maybe he has a concept of mortality and self-preservation, but um... well...."

She pressed the tips of her fingers together nervously.

"What do we threaten him for?" she finished. "His book? Or the cheese? Both?"

Fran - Wolfskull Cave

With the pack of wolves now dead, Fran set down her poodle in the middle of a group of other dogs who were lounging around.

Wiping away a tear from her eye, she turned away and knew it was the right decision to make. The poodle was only here - and was only potentially in danger during the wolf attack - because she had foolishly brought it along. She wouldn't repeat the same mistake if they went into this cave.

She stood there, wordlessly clutching her mace, waiting to see what the group decided upon.

Lady wondered if the fact that she felt no particular shock or surprise that the things the guard was trying to kill were talking bears meant that she was starting to grow dead inside. Regardless, as the guard asked for suggestions, she spoke up.

"What about community service? Rather then just kill them, or throw them in a jail cell and have them contribute nothing, put them to work bettering the lives of the people. Lots of food places I frequent will offer that sometimes if someone eats there, and then turns out to not have enough to cover the bill. I'm sure there's, er...."

She looked again at the bear people.

"....Something they can do to help out, right?"

Sure, by the standards she was used to, Community Service was a shockingly light sentence for 27 counts of murder, and would probably cause riots in most places. But if this guy was willing to accept a flat fee for murder, then maybe he'd be more open to the idea of working off the debt.

Tenko Chabashira - Van

Ranma's worry about ice cream was a bit confusing. Why would she be concerned over whether it's girly or not? Were her parents strict about her having to look tough or something? That was no way for a girl to live! Tenko was glad that she asked what the redhead wanted, if only to help her indulge in something she couldn't usually have. "Of course it's not too girly! Why would it be? If it makes you happy, then you can be as girly as you want. You don't need to restrain yourself for some dumb reputation reasons." The aikido practioner then pointed to herself with her thumb. "I mean, look at me! I'm an Ultimate and it doesn't stop me from doing the things I like."

Upon hearing a familiar voice, Tenko turned to see a certain bewheelchaired old woman. She warmly greeted Maria. "Hello, Miss Maria. I was just asking what would Ranma like to do, and she said she wanted some ice cream. Do you want to join us?"

Elizabeth coo'd and aww'd audibly at the scene before her, her mature exterior broken thoroughly as the girl love unfolded before her. Sure Ranma was a bit awkward, and Tenko was a bit over-the-top, but everyone had their problems! And just made it that much more adorable, and filled the heroic spirit with the urge to just snatch them up.

Thankfully for the two, her attention was drawn away from them and towards a newcomer in the workshop. Glancing over, she immediately caught sight of a pair of tall fuzzy ears and nearly fell over from how fast she did a double take. "Eh?!"

The owner of said ears on a second glance was quickly exposed as someone else other than the frustrating yet endearing fox-woman Elizabeth had encountered multiple times. In fact, she seemed almost the exact opposite to her, in both colour and personality. This girl seemed quiet and withdrawn, at least from the weak way she said hello. Pulling herself back together, the idol calmed herself and put on her mature air as she moved closer to Kawakaze. "Hello there, Little Fox. What's your name?"

Jack-O', Volskygge

Getting up from the dirt, Jack-O' was pleased as punch for that encounter to be over.

"Why thank you Paath-chan! Glad to see someone can appreciate their hired group's hard-earned skills."

Wait a second... where the hell did that Japanese honorific come from? It was safe to say that with everything that had happened to the dragons over time, Jack-O' had allowed her previous reverence to give way to some lighthearted teasing.

The puzzle was available to them once again, and with that Jack stepped up.

"Alright, I'm preeeetty sure I got it right... I just wasn't able to finish. Here goes."

And at once, she returned to the door and re-entered her previous solution.

Snake > Bear > Fox > Wolf

Ragna, Fort Hraggstad

There was a lot more negotiating going on here than Ragna was anticipating, and admittedly, it wasn't her forte. It wasn't as though she always swung her sword before asking questions, it was just that swinging her sword was the right answer to most of the questions she was faced with in life. Or at least, what she felt was the right answer. Yeah.

Iron Giant over here seemed pretty eager to carve himself some bearskin rugs, and as far as peaceful resolutions went, what Lucina and Lady came up with were a lot better than what Ragna could.

So what could the Grim Reaper do other than... cheer on the negotiators? Silently?

Dizzy, Van Living Room

The pillow was snatched in mid-air by a black blur, really Dizzy's tail reacting at high speed. Dizzy looked up from her knees at the object she had grasped. She had been expecting an attack, some sort of projectile. Instead, it was some sort of harmless construct, yes, the abnormally soft bedrocks that humans slept upon. Now she just felt silly.

The blond buffoon wasn't done and continued to pester her. At this rate, she wasn't sure she could resist killing them anymore. She just wanted to rest, what was it that made these humans so moronic as to not understand that? There was something else, however, something else the wrestler had said that had gotten under Dizzy's skin.

"Sister? Do not ever call me that. Do not... ever associate me with you charlatans."

She was standing up now... and standing defiantly towards the humans she perceived as her captors. It was at that point that the one who called himself an 'android', Cell, asked for a spar. Dizzy allowed herself one smile.

"Fine. If you worms won't leave me alone, I'll skip to disintegrating you now. And since we're in your territory, I'll give you the courtesy of allowing it to be played by your rules. Shall we?"

Thoughts of rest had been extinguished. Neptuneman had just rekindled the fire that had driven Dizzy her whole life: her hatred of humanity.

Edited by LatverianBadger on Dec 19th 2018 at 10:45:48 PM

Cell, Vs. Dizzy, Van Main Room

There we go. Got the drama queen out of her little corner and got the fight in the process. Cell was a master of solving things, seemed. "That's what I like to see. Overwhelming hubris." A weird, pointy tongue shot out briefly, like it belonged to a lizard. "The rules are simple. Killing is a no-go if we are to work together, so I'll settle for a limb loss or a knock out. We can patch everything up at the egg in the workshop, so no harm will be done in the end."

The bioandroid sized up his quarry. "You have more extremities to lose, seems, but since you're so self-assured of your superiority, that's only fair, innit?" Laughing, Cell casually pushed one of the couches over to make some space before assuming one of the estemeed Turtle School fighting stances.◊ His tail, swishing beforehand, went still.

"Ready when you are... sister."

"Ice-cream, you say?" It wasn't much of a delicacy in Cainhurst, what's with its rather chilly place of being, but Maria was not the sort to not try new things now and then. Now that she wasn't chained to the Hunter's Dream, it was an opportunity to seize. "I think I can join you two... three?" It seemed the horned girl was much more interested with the fluffy ears girl than the rest of them.

Maria reached up to pat Ranma on the shoulder. "You needn't worry, lassie. I doubt anyone here cares much for what's girly and" She had a brief look at Tenko and reconsidered her word choice. "what's not. Maybe except for that Scott fellow..." Shaking her head, the old crone moved forward. "Come along then, younglings."

Dizzy, Van Living Room

No killing? Working together? Now that was worth a laugh, but Dizzy restrained herself. Perhaps she'll keep her intention to break that agreement a secret.

Her wings flared out, exuding their magical signatures. Her own straight-backed stance, with arms inactive at her sides, seemed quite plain otherwise when compared to Cell's martial arts pose.

("Hand-to-hand. I've fought your kind before, insect.")

The common trend she saw among them was a lack of range. It was likely that Cell had the speed to make up for it, so she had to maintain that distance between them. That was to be her advantage.

With that in mind, she started simply enough: Undine emerged, like a spirit in the form of a beautiful woman, from Dizzy's left wing. With a wave of her hand, shimmering blue blades appeared out of thin air, ones that appeared to have lightning dancing on their edges, and without giving even a nanosecond to react, they'd race towards Cell's body.

A simple obstacle for an advanced weapon such as him, surely. The first move was always just to test the waters.

As if attracted to the sound of fighting, Tira made her presence known.

Oh yay, I was getting bored!

Said girl was now somehow hanging from the ceiling upside down, legs wrapped around something on the ceiling, and was currently looking through the center of her demonic soul eating blade at the two newest fighters.

Break a leg, you two! Tira then chuckled at her oh so clever joke.

Edited by Meanken on Dec 19th 2018 at 3:05:34 PM

Fort Hraggstad

"Put us to work?" One of the bears asked in frustration. "You mean make us slaves!"

"There are ways to work off the debt. We could likely recoup the costs in Cidhna Mine..." the Imperial said, looking down at Lady.

"I'm not going to Cidhna Mine!" another bearman shouted, waving his claws menacingly. "You'll have to kill us if you want to put us to work in that blasted place!"

Volskygge

This time, with Jack-O' putting in the combination before instead of just having Tetra hit the switch, the door to the tomb opened. And more importantly, a second set of Draugr didn't randomly ambush them. Looks like it was the correct answer to the brutally-difficult door puzzle.

"Wow, you managed to get it done in only two guesses, very impressive," Alduin said. She was pretty sarcastic.

"P-P-Paath-chan?" Paarthurnax flushed. She stammered over her words uselessly for several moment.

"So you guys gonna go inside or what?" Alduin asked the group of Alternates. "You can go in first, I'll... follow along from behind. To keep you safe, of course."

"Well...."

Lady pulled out her SMGs, casually examining them and making sure they were loaded.

"....Did you actually kill 27 people?"

Cell, Beat Up A Gear, Van Main Room

Magic, huh? Just the one thing he wasn't prepared for. No matter. It didn't seem like Dizzy held the kind of magic that couldn't be dodged or reflected. The lightning blades seemed simple enough to deal with for now, bu he had to assume that she was starting off slow, probably testing if he was worth her time.

Dropping the ceremonial stance, Cell swayed sideways, almost nonchalantly as he let the blades sweep past him. Slowly, he straightened up... and began walking towards his opponent in a surprisingly casual manner. "I don't think you're taking this very seriously." Hypocrisy was his favorite in pissing off his enemies to make them lose their focus. While this meant they usually hit harder, they were also easier to predict and easier to counter as a result.

And he didn't want to show off his ranged attacks too soon either.

Magilou- Understone Keep

Magilou... tried to process what her servant said.

"So what your saying is that to win, we have to either a.) rewrite the rules of reality, or b.) having it go through his thick, arrogance-laced skull that he isn't as powerful as he thought."

It was crazy... but it did give her an idea of her own.

"Hey, this may not be a "threat" in the way you're all taking it, but is it possible to goad him to try to do something he can't within this "system", you call it? Even spell has its rules an limitations, right? If he gets utterly humiliated while trying to bite off more than he can chew, wouldn't that win our bet for us?"

Hat Woman- Wolfskull Cave

While one situation present was resolved, 21's last move made the mistake of making the headwear-wearing woman even more hungry. Though she didn't eat any of the gingerbread wolves. She was tempted, however.

... Honestly, she was getting sick of dogs. Yeah, they're cute, but it eventually wares on you for a while. A Roomba is a much better traveling pet.

... That sounded really lonely. And sad.

But before she could dwell more on this, their king (or local crowned ruler) addressed them.

"Huh? Uh, sure, but may I ask why you're wolves attacked us? Ah, if those are you're wolves, of course." Silly her, assuming things.

Wolfskull Cave

"The first and second generation were weak in both body and mind," the Wolf... King(?) said to Hat Woman. "They knew not how to deal with an enemy than by the gnashing of teeth and the lashing of claw. The first generation knew only the mind of an animal, and the second only possessed enough forethought to use basic tactics in battle. We left them here as a deterrent, for they could serve no other purpose."

He gestured to himself.

"We of the last generation, though. We possess the greatest minds, and know that not all enemies... must be defeated." He scrunched up his wolfy face, looking like he was trying to make a perverse parody of a smile with his misshapen wolf 'lips'. "We know that sometimes they can be... reasoned with."

Fort Hraggstad

"Yeah, what's it to you?" One of the bears growled at Lady.

"We fight ALL of Skyrim's foes." Another chimed in.

"Skyrim is for the Nords, any Imperials inside of it have already forfeited their lives!" shouted a third.

Lady's lips turned upward as she gave the kind of scary smile that would make the average man start worrying for their lives.

"That makes this simple then. You can throw down your weapons, and come out with your hands up and let yourselves be arrested, or, you can stand there while I gun you down with you unable to do anything to stop me, since the second you try to rush the door, I'll step aside and let the big guy here do his job. Up to you."

Jack-O', Volskygge

"One guess. I put in the same answer I did before. Beeyatch."

Jack-O' shot back, but with more levity than the crusty-toned Alduin. Her smile said that she was ready and raring to go inside, but also ready and willing to jab back at little Aldy. Just because she was cute didn't mean she'd get away with sarcasm scot-free.

"Sure. Just stay behind me, little one. And if it gets too frightening, you can hold my hand. How does that sound?"

Paathurnax, however, seemed a little paralyzed by Jack's comment. Ha, maybe she should've brought that reverence slider back up.

"Sorry, I'm just a little tease. Trust me, it still physically hurt me to say that."

All that aside, Jack-O' began leading the trek into the tomb.

Dizzy, Van Living Room

Cell had dodged her arrows quite easily, demonstrating that he had the right mindset for battle. As he approached, Dizzy's smug demeanor hadn't changed.

"You're right, I'm not. Truth be told..."

She folded her arms as she continued to speak.

"I should be feeling some modicum of sympathy for you, Mister Cell. You're just like me, but unfortunately... with one glaring, unforgivable difference. You let the humans who built you sway your decisions, you follow their directives and fight for their unholy causes. It's not as though you're brainwashed, is it? You wear the leash by your own will. Someone like that isn't worth my respect."

Undine fired another couple of lightning-tinged arrows at Cell. As soon as he increased his speed, Undine was out and ready to make her next move.

Edited by LatverianBadger on Dec 19th 2018 at 10:35:27 PM

It seemed like some of the newcomers had problems of their own. The masked guy seemed pretty broody, and the woman had a stick the size of a tree up her ass. The young Newtype wished that the bug man would stop poking the beast, but apparently he had issues of his own. It was around the time magic swords started flying around that the young girl decided that leaving was the best option.

Thus, Puru did scurry down the hall and away from the crazy magic woman fighting the human grasshopper. She could only think about how much this van sucked. Luckily, the red-headed girl managed to make out the sound of two magic words at the edge of her hearing.

Ice Cream

Puru followed those magical words to find that it had come from the workshop, which she recognized from her training with Lady. She quickly hurried inside, finding a group had gathered inside. She recognized most faces, such as the old lady Maria, but no one she had really talked to that much. Suddenly feeling too embarrassed to ask to join in, Puru had to think of an excuse why she was there. "Ummm...you guys should probably avoid the living room for now. A fight broke out." she warned, only slightly managing to cover her embarrassment with casualness.

Tetra (Volskygge) - Into the Deep

After the battle was over and done with, Tetra witnessed one of their members put in what was assumed to be the correct combination, as the door opened without further incident...and then Alduin just had to comment on it, prompting Tetra to give the former dragon a very clear roll of the eyes. So she got impatient, it happens to everyone!

In any case, as she joined the rest of the party into the tombs, Tetra found herself having to get closer to the group due to the dimming lights, and soon found herself right behind Jack-O'. Feeling her conscience nagging at her incessantly, the teenager tapped Jack-O' upon the shoulder, and spoke quietly. "Sorry about jumping the gun earlier. That was dumb of me."

Neptuneman - Van Main Room

In response to Neptuneman, the masked man explains that he's alright for the time being. It's just that he tried to save the universe before, but this time is much different for the masked man. Neptuneman knows how that feels, brother. The Neptunemania once had to help Kinnikuman reclaim his birth right from a bunch of imposters and save the world. Neptuneman felt he had to atone for his mistakes during that Tag Tournament.

“I feel bad for you, brother,” said Neptuneman to the masked man. “Everyone's counting on us to save reality. I hope we're the right choices, man.”

The insect man gave Neptuneman another sarcastic response. Man, this guy is all about the sarcasm. Neptuneman would bet he'd make great money as a comedian. He'd even heckle the audience right back if they were sassy with him. He even asked Neptuneman and the others if he'd like to fight him.

The bratty girl with the wings stood up and said yes to the insect man's offer. However, she had it out for Neptuneman. She had the gall to call Neptuneman a charlatan. How dare she?! Neptuneman didn't spend his college years at the Hercules Factory for nothing, you know! All good Chojin get training and a nice degree, and Neptuneman was no exception.

“I get dibs on the winner...”, announces Neptuneman to the two fighters.

Neptuneman was sure that he'll win in the upcoming fight either way. If the girl wins, Neptuneman kicks her butt. If the girl loses, then Neptuneman will kick the insect man's butt and beat the girl via proxy. And so Neptuneman watches the fight between the girl and the insect man play out.

Edited by josh6243 on Dec 19th 2018 at 8:39:31 AM

Tira looked over at the (to her) very very large, upside down man with spikes on his shirt.

"Wow, you're huge, Mr big spiky guy! What in the world do you eat? And how are you so huge? Are you a robot or something? I've met a couple of them, but they don't usually have skin on like that."

Neptuneman - Van Main Room

Another girl showed up. This one was somehow clinging to the ceiling. A Chojin power? No, it was skill that helped her do that feat, Neptuneman thinks. For now, she is on board on the Neptunemania train, baby! She asked Neptuneman so many questions. Luckily, Neptuneman had an answer for each of them.

“That's simple,” boasts Neptuneman as he flexes his pecs and biceps. “I eat healthy and I don't use drugs. And I'm not a robot. The reason why I'm so huge is because I'm a Chojin. We're a race of superhuman beings with a long history on Earth.”

Edited by josh6243 on Dec 20th 2018 at 7:29:50 AM

Volskygge Entrance

"I see...." Paarthurnax said to Jack-O', nodding wisely.

"W-w-w-wha! You can't just offer to hold someone's hands like that," Alduin stammered. "I mean we only just met and then there's so many people watching and it's not the sort of thing you should do in public especially with a bunch of strangers because if you think about it the lot of you are all strangers to me, I mean I don't even know any of your names, and we come from such different worlds it wouldn't be proper, I'm Alduin, Eater of Worlds, and you're just a bunch of random people who got roped into this whole deal so how do I even know you care about me and aren't just teasing me and pretending to like me and just waiting until this stupid curse is lifted so you can all just ditch me and go hang out with Paarthurnax instead and then you'll all just be relaxing at the beach, working on your suntan while drinking a bunch of cocktails served to you by half-naked Bosmer slaves and you're gonna be all wow we sure tricked that Alduin huh, I can't believe she thought we weren't a bunch of... of... a bunch of jerk! but then maybe that's just me being silly and I mean you guys are supposed to be heroes and heroes are nice and you do stupid stuff all the time like being nice to people who are evil so maybe you really do want to be nice and... and...."

She exhaled.

She grit her teeth.

She scrunched up her eyebrows.

She held out her hand.

"I.... It's not like I want to but I guess we shouldn't get separated and if that door is any indication, you guys are gonna get into a whole bunch of trouble if I let you out of my sight for even a single second. S-so go on, do it."

Cell, Vs. Dizzy, Van Main Room

"You're not wrong, but I wouldn't call it a "leash"." This time he ducked down and dropped on all fours. The wing lady emerged again as if ready to make a move, but this time he stayed still, eyes set on both her and Dizzy. "If anything, it's the Earthlings who offer me their leash. I am their protector and their finest warrior. Should I decide to do something else, they will be done for, and they know it."

"Besides, Saiyan invaders offer a good fight." He chuckled, slowly straightening up. "Even if they like to gloat right in the middle of it. Leaves them open for cheap shots, you know?" He laughed again, rubbing his beak-mouth in a slightly odd manner; with his index finger pointing towards Dizzy. The tip of his nail flashed with yellow light for the briefest of moments before releasing the energy beam aimed right at his opponent's neck - a precise shot meant to puncture the throat.

...frankly, Nero had almost completely forgotten about the whole "Ondolemar must be pranked" business in light of his terrible powers. "Umu! That is my Maestro, coming up with ideas meant to supplement the glorious foundation." She grinned at Magilou. "In fact, that is exactly what we should do! The problem, naturally, is to find a situation where he can be bothered to use his powers." Her smile waned somewhat. "And where we don't get hit by the collateral damage, either..."

Puru showed up with a grim announcement. "I leave for an hour and everyone's already at their throats..." She sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose. "Who are our rabble-rousers? Ah, nevermind that. Would you like to join us for ice-cream?" Maria could tell that the Newtype girl was a little fidgety about approaching them. Nothing quite like breaking the ice, then (ha).

Gwen - Remembear We're In Game, Guys; Fort Hraggstad

Right, okay, Bears. This was going to be harder to deal with than she expected. Much to her surprise, though, Lucina and Lady opened up negotiations with the Smokey Bandits.

They didn't go incredibly well.

"Oh, we really don't want to send them to Cidhna Mine." Gwen explained quickly. "If they go there, they'll be converted into Forsworn and whoever went to Markarth will have to deal with Bearorists. And trust me, bears are pretty tough in this game-"

Oh. Oh, she got it now.

"Great effort, guys, but you forgot something." She told Lucina and Lady, before turning to look up at "White Goliath". "We actually have a community project they could work on, if you'd be willing to release them into our custody. Local guard force, stopping bandits and Forsworn and wild animals and all that. You could totally supervise their rehabilitation, if you'd like."

Seeing that a gangly and somewhat deformed bipedal wolf was speaking to them about negotiations, Android 21 simply furrowed her brow before simply nodding towards the thing in question. Given how it was speaking so ill of the slaughtered beasts from earlier that could have been parents and grandparents of the current generation, the scientist couldn't really get it up within her to be more than the sort of curt polite one gave when they didn't really want to do anything with something but had to.

"I see. I do hope that the talks would go swimmingly then." Gesturing with her hands so that the hundreds of wolf cookies flew towards each other before morphing into a life sized giant pastry, Android 21 began munching on the virtual lives she reaped like a termite chewing through wood, all but consuming the head of the rather hefty food item in less than ten seconds.

"Everyone, are you alright? Especially you, Miss Person. I humbly apologize for earlier... I should have given more of a warning." Looking properly chastised as she said her sorry to the meatomancer, the Majin was most sheepish and concerned as she looked the Aztec goddess over. Once she was sure that everyone was properly safe and sound, she'd then go on ahead to negotiate with the ugly wolf king to see what it was the deformed creature wanted.

"Oh. Uh... that's right. I'm just not used to being able to do the things I like without... trouble happening. This is honestly the most free I've been in for a while and that's even with the fact I'm stuck on this van." Given how low a bar she had for social situations in general, it was clear that the martial artist was still tentatively testing the waters as it were.

Much like a bird that had been freed from its cage, Ranma Saotome was trying to get used to doing whatever it was she wanted instead of being told what to do. For a reactive person, it was a bit strange but the liberation that came from such feeling was addicting to say the least. Especially when Maria all but told her not to worry about such things. Just hearing someone say it was like taking off invisible weights from the shoulder. Vindication that yes, you were now your own person.

"Then yeah, let's have some of that ice cream. The more the merrier I say." Seeing that more people were congregating to where they were, Ranma gave a thumbs up to everyone who wanted in the ice cream social since they seemed relatively more well adjusted. The thing about the fight at least a more familiar subject.

"Oh, fights break out all the time where I come from. They'll be alright after they get tired of pounding on each other and work out their issues." Following along Maria like a baby duck, the fighter sagely gave her advice while looking forward to the frozen treats.

Edited by Makaioh on Dec 20th 2018 at 1:01:03 AM