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.:August Runs:.
Who ⬤ Ganymede and Co.
What ⬤ Dungeon-crawlin' with four people pt. redux. What can go wrong?
When ⬤ Following this, and other times at misc. moments (accounting for the future.)
Where ⬤ Concealed Mourning Bulwark, Closed Failing Pilgrim, & Pulsating Black Old World
Content Warnings ⬤ None and not anticipating any!
[ Ganymede has spoken to at least...two of these people, once.
That's what probably makes it reasonable for him to come along on the party raid.
Following conversation on the network and elsewhere, all three responsible receive new emails bidding them to come to the Chaos Gate. Ganymede is already awaiting their appearances.
Fortunately, so is information regarding their keywords, which are "Concealed Mourning Bulwark".
Once the Chaos Gate warps them over, they'll find...
...That they are all in an area that's more or less a stormstruck plain stretching from end to end. Right in the middle of this field is a flesh wall dungeon, the beginning point of the actual dungeon itself. ]
RESULTS #1: For Concealed Mourning Bulwark!
RESULTS #2: For Pulsating Black Old World!
RESULTS #3: For Closed Failing Pilgrim!
What ⬤ Dungeon-crawlin' with four people pt. redux. What can go wrong?
When ⬤ Following this, and other times at misc. moments (accounting for the future.)
Where ⬤ Concealed Mourning Bulwark, Closed Failing Pilgrim, & Pulsating Black Old World
Content Warnings ⬤ None and not anticipating any!
[ Ganymede has spoken to at least...two of these people, once.
That's what probably makes it reasonable for him to come along on the party raid.
Following conversation on the network and elsewhere, all three responsible receive new emails bidding them to come to the Chaos Gate. Ganymede is already awaiting their appearances.
Fortunately, so is information regarding their keywords, which are "Concealed Mourning Bulwark".
Once the Chaos Gate warps them over, they'll find...
...That they are all in an area that's more or less a stormstruck plain stretching from end to end. Right in the middle of this field is a flesh wall dungeon, the beginning point of the actual dungeon itself. ]
RESULTS #1: For Concealed Mourning Bulwark!
RESULTS #2: For Pulsating Black Old World!
RESULTS #3: For Closed Failing Pilgrim!
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[ But nudity! Ganymede is free to unravel that however he likes. Michel needs a few more seconds to decide if he needs a way to backtrack, or if this story is firmly enough in the "not my fault" category that it isn't embarrassing.
A mimic is not a particularly impressive opponent, and a Blade Brandier has good attack output even before the buff. But Michel is fighting a little clumsily today -- enough to take a strange, tentacle-fang thing to the arm as he's stabbing this latest opponent. He jerks a tiny bit, because someone's been intermittently toying with setting the pain sensors on. ]
...Yes. It's certainly been patched.
[ That's his excuse and he's sticking to it. But those hips that don't lie have some restorative properties as well, so he's not feeling too stressed about this. ]
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[ The word almost doesn't come out because it's embarrassing to imagine. This is probably the worst topic they could be discussing mid-fight, in retrospect. But it might be a bit too late for backtracking.
He does frown when Michel takes a hit, because there does seem to be some startled movement on the other man's end... ]
Do you think you need a heal?
[ Because if so he's ready to throw one on over! Though, the Mimic's probably at least near being finished off already. ]
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And... it's cute. ]
..."Freedom" keyword. Don't trust the random generator.
[ Although, well, that one was the forums. But the generator's pulled it on him since then. So it's only responsible to tell Ganymede.
He makes a slight noise of embarrassment for the offer, dropping a completely overkill Sword Flash on the mimic's head just for that. ]
It's fine. It's only chip damage. It will heal as fast as your SP would.
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Shame.
If not for his current preoccupation on his surroundings, the blond might have also been red completely in the face as well. ]
...I'll take your advice to heart.
[ No buts, cuts, or coconuts here. Ganymede doesn't doubt Michel is saying this to exact an unfortunate result on him. The same cannot be said of the Mimic who meets a fitting end at the other side of a very well-aimed special attack. But, it does fortunately clear the area temporarily of enemies—except for which foes lie ahead. ]
'Chip damage'? As in, 'the damage is so small it's like the size of a potato chip'?
[ An ask with a slight tilt of the head. Some terms are still beyond him, it seems. ]
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Enough of a gentleman to try mightily not to laugh at the question. A little sound like a choked hiccup escapes him, more surprise than anything — he's not used to being caught off-guard by laughs. He's lucky he didn't choke on it. ]
...Yes. It is most certainly that.
[ It is not. Please pardon his tiny lie, Ganymede. His shoulders shake slightly as he imagines thinking of this as "potato chip damage" forevermore. He's trying to keep his expression solemn as they march on in this heat, with... mixed success. ]
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I had to check if this was a legit threadAnyway, Ganymede would appreciate it. Yael-Gany's shenanigans are probably happening even as we speak, while Michel is a knight in shining armor.
He hears the sound of the choked hiccup, though, and wonders if something is actually amiss over yonder. Starting simple! Fish is seasoned with those Mediterranean spices too. ]
I knew it.
[ Now Ganymede's going to go running around stating he received 'chip damage' and if anyone asks he will explain it all excited know-it-all-like.
And, unfortunately, there are Three Flame Heads flying around, some distance from them. Which does get him to stare blankly before he's giving Michel a quick glance. ]
...I'll be counting on you. If you're all healed up, then we'll be ready to battle again.
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How can anyone be this trusting? At his age, with his experiences? Fortunately the arrival of more enemies cuts off deep contemplation on this. ]
I'm ready. Don't attack any until I've had a chance to hit all of them.
[ At that point he should be able to hold aggro over a support class without a problem. Already assured that Ganymede is on board with the plan, he lunges forward to do just that. ]
me trying to type this tag but laughing so hard. the struggle
Besides, potato chips are small enough! ]
I won't. After you, then!
[ His attack power probably isn't totally peanuts now, but whenever he so decides to strike, it will be timed after Michel.
After, you know, he casts threw separate iterations of Dek do to slow these hotheads down, and also tosses another edition of La Corv straight at the other male. Perfection. ]
this is what ganymede has done to us
unless, perhaps, Ganymede has the armor damage effect enabled. then he might have to think twice.]...You've gotten comfortable with your class.
[ Well, Ganymede didn't even need him backseating on their first run. But the teamwork feels effortless now. ]
nyoro~n
He may be delicate, but he is also good at twirling out of the way, or cartwheeling away in a pinch—unnecessary for the most part due to also the very viable tactic utilized. Just like that, the trio do not stand a chance. ]
Maybe because it's something not too far away from what I'm used to doing? Just a little more...fantastical with spells.
[ He has held sharp objects before, yes! But not in the form of fans. The memory of their chaotic first run still sets in a form of nostalgia—even with what happened right after. Still, the blond keeps on moving forward after no more sighting of hostiles happens to be confirmed... ]
But, you seem to have gotten better too. Or maybe I'm used to you prancing around like a knight in shining armor now.
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Do you use fans in your dancing?
[ His tentative searches into Greek theatre dance haven't yielded very much information for someone with his lack of imagination. He's probably learning more getting to see Ganymede in motion here than he had from digging around.
...But that casual comment brings his line of thought to a screeching halt. ]
"Prancing"? [ He would swear to god that he's never pranced in his life. Also, "knight in shining armor"... isn't wrong but is making him about ten times more self-conscious in his class choice. ]
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[ So there's been a little bit of adjustment phase there where that's concerned, but it is perhaps telling about how small that is given how unbothered Ganymede sounds about it at all. ]
Prancing, like how I imagine those fencers sometimes. Like, when they're about to lunge forward, with that expert footwork—then it is over in a flash. So, the end result is always a spectacular finish that might not seem like much to the naked eye.
[ Ganymede sees nothing wrong with saying either one, though seeing as Michel doesn't say anything on the knight comment, he wonders if the prancing comment might have embarrassed him. Well, clearly his elaboration will help (no) ]
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The game handles most of the movements. But... I did watch Didier at fencing practice as a child.
[ And anything not managed by the game is essentially that, him mimicking those half-remembered steps the way he had as a small child as Didier and Georges... pranced along the practice area in the back yard, Georges' continuous complaints carrying clearly to where Michel would sneak to watch from the shade.
Absolutely no comment is being made on the knight accusations. But the game certainly hasn't awarded him with anything as dignified as shining armor yet. ]
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...Who is Didier, anyway?
[ Another family member? Is this the first time he has heard the name of someone from Michel's personal life by name? Also, at least the corridor they're going down has a little bit before the two of them encounter the final wave.
Maybe one of these days the other man too will get his set of lovely armor.
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My oldest brother, the soldier. Although both my brothers did fencing for a time. Georges hated it. He said his hands were much too delicate to hold a sword.
[ Michel runs one hand absentmindedly along the tower wall as they walk. He likes this style of dungeon, the cooler stone a reprieve after the wasteland. ]
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Didier, huh? Didier...hehe, Didi. He wonders if the other man had silly nicknames for his brother. Anyway, putting that aside, and refocusing because he is a serious person who doesn't come up with ridiculous nicknames (forever remember Bat Knight) ]
Was Georges more of an artist?
[ It is kind of nice to be in a tower and not an accursed flesh wall dungeon, in his personal opinion.
Though, as they're chatting it should be easy to see two Wander Demons comin' right 'round the corner... ]
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He is. Painting and sculpting, mostly. [ His tone is level as he says it, to his own mild surprise. ] ...A little of everything. He's never been the type of person to settle down and focus.
[ Is it alright to be talking about his brothers with Ganymede? A sidelong glance shows that Ganymede's expression looks sunny and curious still.
The wander demons floating around the corner command his more immediate attention. But it's more or less rote by now to move in with a Sword Flash and grab their immediate attention. He already knows he can count on Ganymede's support before they can do anything more. ]
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[ Ganymede wonders what Michel's family (haha) gatherings look like (hahahaha), even as the last wave commences. You know, last wave of the battle, to put it succinctly.
It's a simple matter to throw Dek do at these ugly things, but also, Ganymede will immediately toss another liberal usage of La Corv even if it means he's SP is probably lower now. He believes in Michel's ability to finish the job and continue dragging aggro when needed.
Though he might hop in between blows, the sharper part of his fancy fan pair catching on the opponents, to help whittle down the HP faster. ]
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[ Ah. The downside to speaking so much about his brothers. He falters a little — Ganymede can believe it's because of the demon's fierce gaze freezing him in place for a moment if he wants — long enough that a bladelike limb slashes towards him.
It's fine. It's fine. Ganymede has healing, as he mentioned earlier. And a Blade Brandier's defense isn't so poor that he can't take a single hit. But even the pain doesn't galvanize Michel again immediately. It takes the sight of motion from the corner of his eye, Ganymede's dancing attacks, to stir him alert. If he gets knocked out here, that leaves Ganymede to finish the rest of this alone.
The dungeons follow a pattern. He can just spam his combos and focus on tapping menus right now. ]
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He doesn't understand it. Anyway, he definitely gets hit at least once by both enemies (ouch) during the battle because his focus goes, due to the small lull. Fortunately, he isn't level one even if his defense as a class isn't still that great in comparison to other classes, but— ]
Did something happen?
[ He asks just to make sure, but he will immediately toss a healing Ul Repth on the both of them. Enemies are probably hovering at half-HP now, though! ]
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Or until his SP drops to nothing. That works as well. But at least one demon dropped to nothing first, leaving them with a manageable single opponent for him to focus on with his meager regular attacks. ]
Just a moment's distraction. I'm sorry.
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He still has enough SP to give at least one more La Corv and power up the other's strikes. ]
If you say so. I think we're almost through...just need to finish off this one.
[ Rolling in between the other's attacks to back him up there as well. The enemy's probably starting to flag. ]
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Not that he's thinking anything of it at the moment. That buff is a welcome boost to speed things along, and he reminds himself -- Ganymede isn't actually hurt. This time.
Even just regular attacks are enough to keep the demon staggered as its HP melts away. It's surprisingly easy to coordinate like this, stepping just aside to give Ganymede room to slide in with his fans, then moving back to cover him as he begins his own round of attacks. Maybe it's only logical, when their classes synergize well together. ]
...That should be it, I think. The dungeons mostly follow the same patterns.
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It ain't going anywhere but complete defeat. Once that is over, Ganymede will turn to face the other male, giving a small thumbs up with one hand. ]
Probably exactly just it, yeah.
Come on, let's get moving.
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...I don't even know what to say to this.
[ At least the doubles are firmly awaiting orders. ]
Other than I wonder how exactly this is going to help this at the end of a dungeon?
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