The Last Oddetsey

[alex_holt]

EPSILON, MARISA and AURELIA

Although walking towards a group of singers seems like a straightforward task, the Chimera let off the leash by its master being knocked unconscious by Epsilons arrival somewhat complicates matters. The singers scatter to avoid the charge and the little blue hover mammoth swears loudly as its force-bubble is buffeted by an unexpected blast of fire. Clearly the chimera needs to be out of the picture before anything else goes on here.

Please give tactics for this fight!

EUDIAL
"We haven't really done a lot to test the capabilities of the parasites - they are infused with Rift energy, so except for Rift-infused beings like you, they could cut through most things like butter should they want to, as one of our interns found out..."

TWITCH
With his sudden pressing of the button the hangar doors do open, almost anticlimatically. The paper golem doesn't even react beyond a brief pause as if recalculating something, it just carries on with whatever it was doing. The hatch is rather huge however, and a short flight proves to Twitch that just because the hangar doors are open, he still has to get into the ship and pilot it. There is a single elderly tortoise holding a blunderbuss asleep next to the ship - presumably they didn't think people would get this far.

PROFESSOR VENGEANCE

The Botanist replies, sounding like a sulky child "He took my Quercus parstemopris nut! I told everyone! No one cared, and now it might be important suddenly everyone wants to help. My poor little nut, all lost and alone, who knows what that awful man might have done to it!"

The Catalyst interjects - "Are you saying that Doomforall had a plan after all?" The strange metamorphic being sounds particularly interested compared even to the other three. "What has he asked you to do, and how does it help him when he's floating up there sprouting tendrils of the end of everything into space?"

PLAYZOOKI

Playzooki leaves the courtyard and wanders onwards, before eventually arriving at a signpost "Welcome to Melded's Historic Lycra District - It's Almost Like Wearing Nothing at All". It appears this place is the traditional part of town both for lycra manufacture, but also sporty people to hang out.

Suddenly he is beckoned over by a really muscular and manly bipedal crocodile wearing lycra shorts which somehow has a handlebar moustache standing outside some kind of Gym looking building. He is about as 80s as a crocodile could concievably be, and then a bit more.

"Welcome friend! You seem a bit lost, worried and confused, perhaps you would feel a bit more confident in yourself after taking one of our complimentary training montages! My name is Hercules Atlas III and this is my Montage Dojo! We offer new customers one of our special double-courses entirely for free to see if they like it, and they can pay for any more they want! Feel free to pick one of:

Really Powerful Punching and Plaster of Paris Sculpturing of Sleepy Cats
Axe Fighting and Floral Cross-stitch
or
Chainsaw fighting and Wedding Cake Decoration

It's only take a few minutes, and then you'll be able to fight and craft like a Pro!"

[kodster]

"We haven't really done a lot to test the capabilities of the parasites - they are infused with Rift energy, so except for Rift-infused beings like you, they could cut through most things like butter should they want to, as one of our interns found out..."

"Well normally I wouldn't oppose a violent solution, but I feel in the mood for a little music... perhaps this will have an effect on them."

With that, Eudial lifted out her precious instrument found in the glass tube room and, before anyone could stop her, put it to her lips and began to play. She was quite skilled in the art, after all, but really... all she wanted to do was let her current feelings go in song. And she got right into it...

[steven_mcg]

The Botanist replies, sounding like a sulky child "He took my Quercus parstemopris nut! I told everyone! No one cared, and now it might be important suddenly everyone wants to help. My poor little nut, all lost and alone, who knows what that awful man might have done to it!"

Wait, wait, wait! Stop the trolley!

You're telling me that the one thing the "Great" Lord Doomforall couldn't possibly even comprehend leaving behind before pottering off to slay an Outer God with his own two hands...was a single, solitary dried fruit!?

What's so special about a squirrel's packed lunch, O' Glorious God of Gardening, that it can be used to save all of reality? That's what I'd like to know!

The Catalyst interjects - "Are you saying that Doomforall had a plan after all?" The strange metamorphic being sounds particularly interested compared even to the other three. "What has he asked you to do, and how does it help him when he's floating up there sprouting tendrils of the end of everything into space?"

Well, that's rather the problem. I flew over here to ask you what he was planning.

As for what Doomsy asked me to do, I can't make head nor tail of it myself. Maybe you'll be able to fill in some of the blanks for me. Listen up, I'm only saying this once:

*whisperwhisperDoombowhisperwhispercastlewhisperwh isperbodywhisperwhisperhideouslawnornamentwhisperw hispertimeframewhisperwhisperthefaintestideawhispe rwhisperenigmaticgitwhisperwhisper*

Got it, chaps?

[GF93]

EPSILON, MARISA and AURELIA

Although walking towards a group of singers seems like a straightforward task, the Chimera let off the leash by its master being knocked unconscious by Epsilons arrival somewhat complicates matters. The singers scatter to avoid the charge and the little blue hover mammoth swears loudly as its force-bubble is buffeted by an unexpected blast of fire. Clearly the chimera needs to be out of the picture before anything else goes on here.

Please give tactics for this fight!

Upon seeing the Chimera trying to attack the singers, Epsilon felt something it had not felt before- a need to protect these people it had not even met.
"Normally they would not be of any concern" the black and white robot thought to itself, "But I must protect them!"

With that, Epsilon activates its Acceleration System, charges at the Chimera as it prepares to attack again. After making an odd high-pitched whistling sound in mid-flight to attract its attention away from the singers, it quickly hits the Chimera with two fast punches that put the creature off-balance as it closes the distance. It then hits it with a jet-accelerated Roundhouse Kick that sends it reeling backwards a fair distance- knocking it over, but not defeating it.

Epsilon then glanced back towards the singers.
"Stand back." it warned, as it entered its combat stance again, preparing for the Chimera's next attack.