altimit | catch all >> august

[ Tylor isn't fazed by the snappiness. Even if he wasn't distracted trying to keep things from killing the snapper.

Also, he can't relate to issues with the special sets, as his inky black armor shifts and changes like the evening sky instead of murder cries. If the game thought reminding him of his parents and the stars would negatively impact his performance, they were wrong. Not that anyone probably noticed his armor because I forgot to mention it until now-- it also changed with his shift to Lord Partizan. He's energized by his own look and the practice he's gotten in since his first few area explorations.

Tylor turns around to thumbs up at Oriade, as he starts to move their last enemies into a good spot for the mages not to accidentally kill him too. ]

What's there to worry about? We're a good team.

[ the reminder from fandaniel is nice, but hani has been keeping an eye on justy since the beginning. more often than not, their eyes drift his way to share a smile or a laugh. silliness seems to be contagious.

and despite their attitude, their raid awareness is decent. probably what happens when one is nosy and interested about too many things all at once. everything just catches their eyes, wow! justy seems to have the mobs in a good spot, so if fandaniel and oriade are both in the clear, then a good combo will probably finish off the pack.

hani whips out their weapon and sends out a sharp cast of flames. givak don, less effective without the alcohol to help it. which is fine. it's prep. a flick of their staff and another cast - merue rom - to douse the fire and shock the enemies with the hot and sudden flash of vapors. it's a crit!

did that do it? ]

[ Oriade earns a peeved glower from Fandaniel, thankfully obscured due to the nature of his current hood, but he is right. He needs a tome to replace this one or he'll be stuck using a low-level one in its stead. It was only the puny damage offered by his pre-25 weapon that him reluctantly keeping the one from the set equipped. If he can only make it through... ]

Fine. I suppose that does matter.

[ The agreement is begrudging at best and when just enough SP has ticked up for another spell of two, Fandaniel isn't one to be left out. He follows up Hani's spells with a thunderous MeRai Kruz. Normally, that wouldn't do much against Earth enemies, but the dousing Hani gave them apparently forces the matter with electrocution.

That does it... for now... and from the bodies of the mobs that poof away, something else rears its small and adorable equine head. A whinny rips through the air and a tiny horse begins dashing about all over the corridor, towards them, then around them, darting between their legs, tempting someone to give chase and, perhaps, to give it a boot. ]

Oh for the love of... Not another of those things.

[ Fandaniel, for one, is not kicking another tiny creature. He had bad luck with the last he met! ]

[ As long as he understands! When they get through the horde of monsters and look over at the lucky animal, Oriade looks at Fandaniel, Hani, and then Tylor.

...

Steam gunners are relatively fast, so Oriade runs off in an attempt to kick it. How can you see that and just NOT kick it—he wants this satisfaction. Let him have it.

He does this despite never having a good run so far. Yolo. ]

Yeah we are! We should really party more often!

[ Tylor raises his voice over the sounds of spells and killing. It feels natural to catch Hani's eyes as he keeps an eye on his team. Their smile, Tylor returns more often than not as he taunts the mobs to and fro. Light on his feet, faster than a Partizan yet slower than a Tribal Grappler, there is a natural bounce in his step even as the odd strike lands and chips at his relatively high health bar.

Even when he slips, or nearly falls right on his face, he keeps going with a laugh or a peace sign thrown high for his ranged party members. Clearly, the Bad Mood Curse is not contagious.

Once the hordes are cleared, Tylor blinks at the chibi equine development. Oriade seems to have that handled, so he'd rather go plop down near the other two. ]

Oh, how cute! [ To noone in particular, but certainly loud enough for everyone-- ] Huh, does it want to get kicked? I wonder why.

Another one, Master? What neat thing did you get from the last one?

[ hani tugs on justy’s sleeve lightly to let him know they’re about heal him. hold still for a moment, please. murmuring “thank you and good job, tylor-kun,” they quietly cast ul repth.

it’s a good thing they’re distracted by chatter and healing because otherwise they’d join oriade and the lucky animal - but, uh, not as a fellow kicker. so yeah, y’know. ]

And, of course, thank you to Master and Oriade-kun, too. [ oriade is busy kicking cute things, so only fandaniel gets a little clap from hani. ]

Perhaps, it’s another question of purpose? Its purpose is to be kicked. I think that qualifies as “BDSM”?

[ glancing at fandaniel. did they use the term correctly? ]

A neat thing that I wished had happened to FlameMane instead. The cat variety will half your stats if given the boot it so desires.

[ Though with Oriade dashing about after the quick little pony, all they get is delayed, delayed from being able to unequip this terrible book, and while he did say he wouldn't attempt to PK anyone on this run, the horse isn't a player. ]

And while normally I would make light of such a question, Tabibito, I think all this qualifies as a nuisance.

[ And that means, rather than merely waiting and letting Oriade kick the poor thing, Fandaniel gestures towards Sleipnir and, with a snap of his fingers ~~that he certainly isn't stealing from anyone from his canon no no~~ throws out one last thunderbolt with his MeRai Kruz spell to kill it outright instead. ]

[ Oriade lets out a startled noise when he was just about to kick it but then this thunderbolt came out of nowhere-- ]

Hey!! This better mean you're giving me kicking rights!

[ Kicking his ass, maybe. But after Sleipnir is gone, he makes his way back to the party. ]

[ Tylor's weapon unequips at the tug of his sleeve. He turns to them and stills, smiling with a-- ] Oh, thank you. What a useful spell! [ He is content to let it work its digital magic, restoring his health and pulling a contented sigh out of him like they're relaxing after a day's hard labor. He follows Hani's glance toward Fandaniel. ]

Well, that doesn't sound like a very nice cat. And who's FlameMane? [ There is a short window to respond his question, before he is pointing to Hani

Also yes, this is all said completely innocently: ] I'm pretty sure BDSM is less anyone's purpose and more about fun. Liking a spanking doesn't mean your only purpose in life is to be spanked, right?

[ He does jump at the thunderbolt, looking toward the poor horsey. ]

Aw, poor thing. Did it drop anything?

[ rip sleipnir. leave it to fandaniel to kill something that would have helped them progress the dungeon faster. a quick toast to its swift death - after justy is healed up and fandaniel gets a brief once-over, of course.

ok, they all look good. ]

Oh, so we're giving them the same consideration as we do human beings? I can accept that.

[ hani stretches and then point forward. ]

Let's go, let's go. I want to see what else we're up against.

[ enough with staying in the back, hani marches onward. they call back over their shoulder: ]

Maybe Oriade-kun should consider spanking rights, too? Since we're on that subject!

[ There was a fifty-fifty on that thing helping or harming. Not knowing which, Fandaniel made an executive decision, that's all! Although Oriade yelling at him over it... does earn a laugh, at least. ]

You are more than welcome to try and kick me after the dungeon.

[ But he's already on the move again, even going as far as to try to snag Tylor by the collar of his armor and drag him along — expecting him to scramble to get up — as he follows Hani into the next fleshy section of the dungeon. Ahead, a cavernous heart chamber, complete with everything pumping like a beating heart itself.

Whoever designed the flesh dungeons should really be fired. ]

Tabi... [ He is seriously considering if someone gave their fourteen-year-old kid their account to play in their stead when it comes to this guy. ] I highly doubt either of us wants anyone to have those rights.

Oh, I will--

[ Then he hears what Hani says and he just. Stops. And stares at Hani.

Fandaniel is right. Oriade doesn't want those rights. Cancel them all. No rights allowed. ]

Ew.

[ Tylor, still beside Hani, helpfully adds-- ]

But isn't that just spanking with your foot?

[ nodding at justy's completely valid comment. that's right!

and hani would add more to it, but it looks like there's something up ahead? ]

Hello up there! Nice to meet you! I hope you're ready for a fight because - GiVak Don! [ their spell echoes through the fleshy cavern as flames rapidly spread toward the humanoid enemies. something something tanks are supposed to pull first, but whatever, this is more fun! ]

[ Why is this conversation happening? What did he do to deserver this ~~except everything~~? ]

If kicking were just "spanking with your foot", it would be called spanking, not kicking.

[ Fandaniel can only pray that puts an end to it. Since Hani doesn't ask anything else BDSM or spanking related immediately, well, it's likely time to move on with their spankless lives. He lets go of Tylor once they're in the next room and gives him a shove forward.

Continue tanking, tank!

Then he whirls towards another pack of Cannibals that have been drawn in by Hani's display of DPS trying to tank. He switches to BiJuk Rom now that there's more space around them, the area attack whirling up with a blast of wind and leaves to cut the enemies up. ]

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[ And Oriade continues to be in the back, offering damage so that the AoE spells will definitely kill the enemies. Definitely moving on from the spanking subject-- ]

With a full party of capped players, the dungeons are really a joke, huh?

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I guess you're right, spankmaster.

[ Tylor is dragged easily without resisting much more than his disrupted balance demands. He takes forced steps shoved forward and keeps going, but he does toss back a -- ]

Well, you could've just asked you know. Boy, I really see why you want this curse lifted so bad!

[ But he's already bounding over to the first mobs to try and reach them first, brandish, brandish, brandish, more like he's playing tag with a spear than taking anything seriously. He laughs, used to setting Hani up for more DPS cocktails by now. ]

[ oh?? oh!! thank you!! this is why justy is hani's favorite on the team, with oriade and fandaniel being tied for alternative first place.

they let out a laugh and throw a bottle of whiskey this time and a bit of chocolate. givak don follows swiftly. hmm! what's this drink called again - ]

Campfire Sling Cocktail!

[ somehow they crit again?! wow, cool. if the enemies aren't dead after this, they're sure oriade or fandaniel can finish them off. ]

...throwing alcohol in a dungeon is shockingly effective. They really do need to add something more difficult.

[ That isn't even a real spell and yet! Fandaniel does move to pick off the stragglers but, overall, they appear to have wrapped up this final room quickly. As Oriade said, dungeons go quickly now that they've all hit the level cap.

Each spell brings a fresh peal of screaming from his tome, though, and he grits his teeth through them while cleaning up the mobs left behind. ]

Just. A few more. And then this is over.

They really added a lot of... weird details in this game.

[ He gets that alcohol is flammable, but it was free food? But then he looks over at Fandaniel. ]

You can leave the rest to us. You're still recovering SP, aren't you?

[ So stop using that cursed tome, is what he's trying to say. ]

[ This fight is over with quickly, which is good because Tylor isn't getting any rewards out of it besides friendship. There's a lull from him as the wave of mobs finally cease, just enough for Tylor to catch his breath by heaving a big exhale.

The, spinning back to face everyone with a smile-- ]

You know, we're really good at this!

[ back to gauntlets so he doesn't have to carry anything -- ] Aren't all the details in this game pretty amazing?

[ not as effective as a katamari full of players, but when you gotta make do! alcohol solves a lot of problems. ]

If you’re getting tired, Tylor-kun, you can lean on me. [ said with a pat on his arm. the truest rewards at the end of the day are friendship and pats. or kicks and spanks - they’re not here to judge anyone. ] And I have another shoulder should you need it, Master. I’m strong enough for two.

I do agree though. We can eat, we can drink, we can feel! And all of this was given to us for free! My, it’s rather generous of them.

Of course we're good at this. We have a balanced party.

[ Ugh. Those two are so upbeat about a somewhat normal party composition. A tank, a class with a heal, two pure damage dealers. What they should be is upset and sad ~~and depressed but that's a different dungeon curse lol~~ like he is! Only he hasn't really given them a reason to be, has he?

He actually makes a point to pull his hood down and finally dispel the opaque effect it had when worn, as it's been shrouding his face in deep shadow this entire time. He does this so his baleful glower sent Tylor and Hani's way is very much clear.

He's also sure they'll ignore it! But it's the effort that counts, right? ]

I am fine and so is my SP. [ It's not. It's low again. Shocker. Though it does look as if they've mopped up what was left in here, meaning Fandaniel turns his glowering away from his party and gazes around the room instead. ] Does anyone see the treasure chest in here?

[ Oriade can clearly see the low SP, but he won't dig further into it. He also sees this as a normal party composition as an experienced gamer, so he won't comment on that either. Perhaps he's jaded from what virtual reality brings that the happy two are excited about, so he just won't say anything. He doesn't need to put a damper on the mood.

But at the mention of treasure chests, he looks around from where he stands. ]

I don't see any treasure chests. It looks like if we see one of those weird animals, there won't be one.

[ And he looks relieved. Fucking treasure chests. They have deceived him for the last time. ]

Look like the dungeon might as well be over, so let's go.

Well, your shoulder is so lovely how could I say no? We're so lucky their generosity is allowing us to feel all of this.

[ Tylor leans over to rest his head wherever Hani lets him, without actually putting all that much weight down. It's probably a funny sight with their height difference by the time Fan looks over to make faces at them. That glower is met with a friendly smile from Tylor, along with cheery sincerity-- ]

Glad you agree, Mr. FD! [ Because it has better sentence rhythm than than Fanny or Spankmaster. ]

[ And with more curiosity tossed to Oriade-- ] Oh really? is that how it always works? I hadn't noticed.

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pretend i remembered the "while" in "while still beside Hani"* :o)

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