Σ Turbulent Distrusting Ice Wall

[trollophoroi]

Who: Fidchell the Prophet and two fateful parties.
What: A prophecy foretold.
When: 11/21, Night
Where: The city formerly known as Lumina Cloth.
Warnings: Mentions of suicidal ideation, violence.



[ Something appears to be afoot in the night-shrouded city of lights, Lumina Cloth. Ever since the fall of Innis and Magus, it has begun to grow colder, and colder, and colder. NPCs begin to glitch in and out of existence as the days crawl along until one day, they are no more, and it begins to snow.

Throughout this entire ordeal, a strange yet familiar figure dressed gaudily in blue and feathery robes can be witnessed watching from a distance.

Everything ices over, the lights flickering out one by one, plunging the entire city into darkness... until... until?

Only after the city has been buried in snow and covered in ice do the lights all snap back on and those who enter the Root Town will discover a horrific sight: Telophoroi Tower has risen high over the frozen landscape at the center of the city, overtaking the rest of the buildings. It is far larger and much more dangerous-looking than before, with more metal, more spikes, and an ominous mist clinging to it from all angles.

There is only one person who could possibly be waiting here.

Approaching the tower will plunge the players into the mist.

Nearly all will find themselves turned around but a few, those lucky few, will find themselves entering the dark, empty halls of the guild @ home once known as Telophoroi. Steps echo, emptiness reigns, no sign of even Cultist Grunty anymore. Those stairs are new, though, and they wind up and up and up towards the very tip-top of the tower.

Do you dare to climb them...? ]

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ROUND 7 - MORE CLONES CONTINUED

[trollophoroi]

You don't have to! We can take them! We can take them we can take them we can take—

[ The clone of Kara falls into an increasingly insane-sounding cycle of claiming they can take them, too, they can, they can! All while drawing her fists back to begin punching Leviathan (14), over and over, alongside the mantra falling from her lips.

Meanwhile, the fake Mithrun picks up his pace as he approaches Barrett, bringing his sword up as he makes a final lunge towards him, but he misses (4). No more words from him, he focuses sharply after the miss and wheels back around to raise his blade again...

Across the way, Owen's clone just laughs at Hector. ]

But that's what you want everyone to think, isn't it? Good old Hector, standing here, denying everyone else entrance to their real home.

[ And then the clone strikes forward towards Hector again, fans whirling sharply through the air, but whatever Hector does next is enough to move him out of the way just narrowly (11).

Back over at where Fai faces the clone of Yael, his words are met with a cruel smirk. ]

Ha, you're right. [ And then with both blades swinging in again, the clone strikes at Fai, only to miss as well (8). ] In that case, hold still! I'll drag you there kicking and screaming if I have to!

[ Shoka and Dehya end up having two very different experiences with the clones here. One swings in with a weapon but misses Shoka (3) while another jabs at Dehya with a blade, striking true, ripping at skin and flesh viciously (18). Brambles scurries away from an attack of a clone as well (10).

As for Owen, as is appropriate for a dancer both in-game and out, he gracefully evades Hector's Clone as he takes another swing with his staff (9). The Hector clone seems somewhat offended at being told he has to do better! Wow??? ]

[threatmewted]

[If she sees any familiar faces: no, she doesn't, because they aren't her people. Just more stupid enemies getting in her way from her goal.

She'll call out to everyone else:]

I'm gonna take out as many as I can in one sweep, so get behind me unless you want a faceful of water!

[sicklysweet]

[Well, considering Owen whiffed his swipe at Worse Hector (7…), he’ll be darting away to get behind Shoka. It’s cowardly, but he doesn’t have a large health pool…]

[fluorite]

[ Ah, shit. That sounds a little too close to Yael for his comfort. With a frown, Fai sends another Acid Rain (4) to pelt him with yet another water spell.

But he's been thrown off guard, so he naturally misses.

...And then quickly runs right behind Shoka. ]

[trashtier]

[Levi would comply but he is still pinned to the ground by the Kara clone and is showing no signs of resisting her onslaught (so say the dice).]

[secondthoughts]

[ Panic, panic— ]

Levi! [ Seeing Kara pains him, too, but to just...lie there and take it? ] Fidchell's just playing a trick on you! C'mon, get over here!

[trashtier]

I can't hurt her.

[He mutters, coughing as soon as he tries to talk more. His chest hurts so bad.]

Even if it's not her. I...I can't...

[secondthoughts]

[ aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAA ]

Levi!

[ He doesn't have time to go out and grab him himself. Instead, his vision roams. Where is the bigger brother...? ]

[gluttoning]

[well the bigger brother is currently getting punched to death but the TALLER brother is currently running right past Mithrun's corpse and telling Shoka to just attack. he zoomin.]

[secondthoughts]

[ Taking up camp behind Shoka! Thanks kid. ]

[threatmewted]

[And once everyone's had a chance to get behind her:]

Alright, here we go!

[She'll swipe her scythe in front of her in a huge arc to perform Typhoon Sweep (18) - You sweep your scythe over a large area, dealing water damage to multiple foes in your way.]

[legendofthelion]

[Dehya also ducks behind Shoka while gripping her bleeding wound. Ow.]

[secondthoughts]

Now you're just sounding like Fidchell! Cut it out!

[ He wants to say, "Owen wouldn't say that!" But would Owen say that? He might. He doesn't know. Owen was Innis, though, so—

The fan skims him, but it's enough to sting. Especially when, in the meanwhile, Hector's eyes drift to look at the real Owen. Fighting a clone of himself? Huh.

His eyes snap back to Clowen's pretty face and he swings his staff for another hit, but his heart clearly isn't in it (3). As the staff sails past Clowen, he hears Shoka shout, and so he mutters, "Fuck it!" under his breath and scampers away. Whatever Clowen has to say in response, he's not hearing it. ]

[sicklysweet]

It's just a poor mockery of me made by Fidchell, of course it sounds like him.

[Owen says from where he's behind Shoka, but he caught Hector's eyes! There is some grade-a uselessness going on in this fight...]

[secondthoughts]

[ When Hector is Over There he sees Owen's lips move while he's looking at him. So when he Comes Here, safe behind Shoka, he looks up at him curiously. ]

Did you say something?

[sicklysweet]

[Ugh!!! Why does he even bother...

But, he likes? Hector, so he just sighs.]

Don't fall for his tricks.

[...]

And be careful. I don't know what he's capable of, but it's possible he can do much more to toy with us than summon clones.

[secondthoughts]

Yeah. [ ... ] Thanks.

[ He turns his attention back to everything else— ]

I've got your back.

[sicklysweet]

I know.

[Hector wouldn't leave any of them behind.]

I trust you. Just don't do anything stupid.

[trashtier]

[No matter how much Levi tries to muster up the will to resist, he can't do it. He allows the Kara clone's punching to continue (10). He doesn't even argue- he can't. His vision swims and the voices around him fade into static. Everything hurts so much.]

[gluttoning]

[HE'S RUNNING.]

This isn't Kara, Levi!!!! Kara wouldn't do this to you!!

Get your hands up! Come on!!!!

[trashtier]

[It doesn't register at first, but eventually the sound of Barrett's voice breaks through the static.]

I-I know! I just...! I don't wanna hurt her!

[He doesn't even know what Shoka's preparing over there.]

[gluttoning]

Then don't! Protect yourself!

And hold your breath for a second!!!!

[As he braces for the inevitable.]

[trashtier]

--What?

[He finally snaps out of it, just in time for the wave to hit.]

[gluttoning]

[It's familiar enough of a motion that Barrett has his weapon up and ready. Parry the weight of it, let it fall, and swiping to pierce Morgan's body in the followup as the heavy blade lifts (16).

Mithrun's body crumples, and though he won't have enough time to make it to Levi, he starts to sprint in that direction regardless.]

Shoka! Don't wait for me, I can tank it!

[dapples]

[ After an unsuccessful attack (7), Brambles does his best to scurry off to the side. ]

This is less than ideal.