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Who ❄ Michel, various
What ❄ memshare and assorted overflow
When ❄ ~August
Where ❄ Lumina Cloth carnival
Content Warnings ❄ child abuse and violence, captivity, torture, gore, pet death, transphobia, misogyny, TBA. Specific warnings in headers.


[ Plotting post here! ]

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[insinning]

Mm... even if he takes it too far sometimes.

[ Never forgetting finding Mithrun baked in the sun tbh. Into the forest dungeon they go, what monsters will they find first???]

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"Too far"? Pulling allnighters already?

[ Or rather: he's a little concerned just what counts as "too far" to Sinclair.

As they step into the woods they're greeted by more deadly presents, looking even more out of place here than a volcano. ]

[insinning]

...have you run a mission with him?

[ Smashing those deadly presents well out of here. He's getting a bit sick of these, but that's okay!! he wont set this area on fire at least]

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Not yet. He was looking around the cathedral. Why?

[ And poking where the dangerous statue was, which should probably be enough of a clue.

Michel stabs a present to dispatch it briskly, one eye on Sinclair. At least it looks like the presents aren't going to set him off again... ]

[insinning]

[a pause as he tries to explain what has happened]

He used to get really reckless with testing the limits of everything. Even if it didn't suit his class.

[ONWARDS to the next part of the dungeon]

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That's logical, for a beta...

[ It doesn't sound so concerning when Sinclair puts it like that? Michel pauses at the sound of approaching clanking before several Goblin Knights march through the underbrush towards them. ]

[insinning]

Yeah, but it's...mm.

[Cutting that thought off as Goblin Knights come marching in. Time to fight? Time to fight. There's a little more gratification in running a Goblin Knight through than a deadly present]

[userunfriendly]

That can wait—

[ Time to fight! From the look on Michel's face, he preferred the presents. Blade Brandier shines more against solo opponents, and an entire pack of little goblins...

It's also somewhat disconcerting fighting more humanoid NPCs. He's trying not to think about it as he aims for two with an Ogre Sword, focusing on keeping Sinclair from getting surrounded. ]

[insinning]

What are these--

[None of them are really equipped for crowd control!

But that's okay. Sinclair is a tank, and he's also a tiny bit vicious sometimes with how he fights. He uses a brandish to draw the aggro to help Michel pick off the stragglers and then focuses on normal attacks to pick off the goblins one by one]

[userunfriendly]

[ Hopefully not too much aggro. Michel settles into a divide-and-conquer, targeting one after another. Though they're more strategic than most...

One goblin lands a hit on his upper arm while he's tangling with another, and he startles, almost dropping his own weapon as he lets out a hiss of surprise. It's not that such a weak hit hurts all that much. But he'd forgotten -- he always has that disabled. ]

[insinning]

[That has Sinclair moving in automatically to drive through a goblin with a critical hit from a Thorn Dance. He has pain sensors on too. But it doesn't seem to phase him as the Goblins basically plink off his armor]

Are you okay?

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[ Michel gives a quiet grunt of embarrassment and shakes his arm minutely, renewing the attack and spamming Sword Flash to cover his lapse. ]

It's nothing. I forgot that I adjusted my settings.

[insinning]

...ah.

[Checking his settings, which can't be adjusted mid-run. He'll just keep sweeping through all these goblins, one by one]

We'll have to be careful then.

[But they're almost to the end point of the dungeon, what other monsters will they be hit by?]

[userunfriendly]

At this level, they won't be a problem...

[ Actually. Maybe it wouldn't be terrible to let Sinclair focus on being careful. As long as he doesn't go overboard tanking.

To Michel's relief, the last wave of enemies on the roster are distinctly less humanoid. ]

[insinning]

[Humanoid or not, Sinclair has no qualms about fighting any monsters. Drawing out a brandish again--time to smash his way through some rocks!!]

--it seems like that.

[userunfriendly]

That doesn't mean you need to pull all of the aggro!

[ But from the pattern of dungeons so far, there's no reason for Michel not to exhaust his SP here. He launches into a flurry of attacks, not particularly concerned about drawing attention back from Sinclair. ]

[insinning]

But my HP and defense are higher than yours--

[Just. Going to town on these rock-things with a triple wield. Then a thorn dance. Repeatedly]

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I can take a hit or two.

[ With Blade Brandier's stats, arguably not much more than that. But this isn't about logic. Sword Flash and Ogre Sword all the way down, and Sinclair can have any aggro he manages to wrest from him -- before the rock monsters disintegrate, that is. ]

[insinning]

Still--

[And they're done! Phew. They've made it to the end of the dungeon, what blessing shall they get this time? At least it isn't a tear trap]

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[ At least! But when Michel hears the voice start in on "Welcome, weary traveler. Allow me to bless you before you depart," his whole expression darkens abruptly. ]

Not again, you don't—!

[ There is no dodging a blessing or a curse. All he can do is lift his sword futilely at the unseen voice. But when he doesn't immediately poof into a grunty he lowers it again a little. ]

Hm...?

[insinning]

... we didn't get anything...?

[ Hm. Interesting. What could this dungeon possibly have done but


dial up sounds intensify]

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[ Oh, that's slightly painful. Michel jerks his head around, trying to scope out where it's coming from...

And now there's dial-up in stereo. He winces doubly. ]

Is it going to do that constantly?!

[insinning]

[ BOOP BOOP BOOP


SCREEEWWEEEWWWEEECH]

Ugh. L-lets get out of here...

[userunfriendly]

Maybe... it will stop back in the Root Town.

[ Maybe the dungeon itself is glitching? Time to head back, with Vogel's loot.

He was going to suggest another dungeon after this, but if that noise keeps going... ]

[insinning]

[This continues to be a pain so eventually the party has to be disbanded. rip their heads]