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BOARDMASTER ([personal profile] boardmaster) wrote in [community profile] pawnstorm2016-05-20 03:32 am

DUNGEON ♛ GISELA TOWERS

GISELA TOWERS
20 MAY (VALLARIA) 2016



High in the skies, the howling winds tangled around the Gisela Towers make it difficult to hear anything. The monolithic structures believed to exist only in legend or harpy memories loom over you. The thick ropes of ivy crawling up the length of each tower is the only sign of life. Every now and then, shadow seems to pass overhead. It might just be a trick of the light.

Instead of the usual suspects, another familiar face comes forward to greet our Heroes: the devil-may-care Lei, captain and commander supreme of the Airy.

Lei
Nervous that your commanders ain’t here? Don’t worry, you’re in good hands. So! Here we are at this… thing. Something something tragic romantic tale about a dragon and a phoenix. Anyway, it’s stupid and you don’t gotta know. Ask one of your commanders later or bribe me with a drink.

Now for something more important—

[ the winds roars loudly, muting lei’s voice. but heroes can watch his hand gestures and actions as he teaches them how to use the grappling hook: aim and shoot the gun. maybe twirl it with a fancy flourish first ]

—did you get that? All right, good! I don’t have enough hooks, so you’re gonna have to share. And take good care of them, I want them back! Now get in there and clear it ASAP! I ain’t got all day to fly you all back home!

Basic info on the dungeon can be found here. Dungeon mechanics can be found here. All OOC questions about the event may be directed to the thread below.


ONE
One does not simply walk into the Gisela Towers. The only way in is up the long and weathered staircase that wraps around the structure. However, the thing is riddled with missing steps, weak stones and slippery condensation from the cloud cover, so you’re going to need a little help. Should you attempt to climb the stairs, they will crumble beneath your feet at best and bury you beneath their rubble at worst.

This is where Lei’s newfangled(?) contraptions will come in handy! The pockmarks and small ledges created by weathering in the first tower’s structure could prove useful. There are, of course, a limited number of grappling hooks available, so you’ll have to partner up if you want your party to get anywhere. Parties of four are given two of these guns, while the poor souls with less party members get one.

Gisela’s gale-force winds will knock you around and make it seem like the towers are close to toppling over. However, as you make your way up you’ll see that the towers are actually far from abandoned.

MONSTER ♟ Ocypete
Weak against
Lightning
Strong against
Wind
Immune to
None
Regarded as abominations of the avian world, ocypetes are BIRDS the size of horses, which would be incredibly advantageous if they had wings.

The offspring of a human and a harpy, ocypetes have HUMAN ARMS that they use to scale surfaces and strong TALONS that can crush rock. They don’t fly, but they do RIDE THE WIND with the use of their long tail feathers, which possess magical wind properties and are nearly twice as long as they are tall. They would look almost elegant if they didn’t have a tendency to flap their arms while gliding.

Legend has it that when the phoenix left the towers, the ocypetes were accidentally left behind because dragons plucked their wing feathers, making them look kind of funny. Now with a few millennia’s worth of abandonment issues on their semi-feathered shoulders, they’ll seek to prevent Heroes from ascending the towers by any means necessary with an odd variation of Airy MARTIAL ARTS.

Their TAILFEATHERS may be acquired as loot.

What will Heroes encounter once they finally make it inside? More broken staircases, more monsters, even stronger winds blowing in from cracks in the walls and the foot of the tower (which is open to the air), and no floor whatsoever. Gisela’s Towers are hollow! The only footing to be found is on small ledges: some similar to those outside the tower, some that look more artificial; and intact sections of the stairs winding around the walls. You’ll need magic or some ingenuity to stay on your toes—literally! If you lose your grip or footing, it’s a several thousand foot drop back to Gresser. The quickest way down… and the deadliest.


TWO
The treacherous and exhausting climb brings you to a more sturdy area that looks a little less like a wrecking ball just passed through and more like some kind of hive. Blocking your way are dozens of sturdy-looking nests suspended like particularly ugly balls of twine from the walls. These are home to the insectoid Aellos. Tearing the nests apart for loot is only a good idea if you want angry swarms after you.

MONSTER ♟ Aello
Weak against
Fire, Lightning
Strong against
None
Immune to
Wind
Aellos resemble large eagles more than the DRAGONFLIES they’re supposed to be. Mature Aellos can fly, but the flightless and fuzzier larvae are just as formidable.

They can HYPNOTIZE with their dozen kaleidoscope-like eyes, rendering targets IMMOBILE but still aware of their surroundings. In order to free them, a fellow Hero must gaze deeply into their eyes for at least 15 seconds.

These monsters are also able to SPIT a gelatin-like substance that will stick Heroes to any and every surface and also each other. FIRE will reduce its stickiness. The larvae use hit-and-run tactics: they hunker down in their nests, peek over the edge and launch gobs of spit. The flying aello like to drop their SPIT BOMBS from above and occasionally also release a POWDER that ruins visibility and makes you sneeze.

Feeling adventurous? Why don’t you give the spit a lick? It’s actually totally EDIBLE, tastes like jello, and is filled with mana. Just be sure to heat it up so you don’t get your mouth stuck shut.

Their GELATIN SPIT and INSECT PARTS may be acquired as loot.

The staircases at this altitude are in better shape than the ones you have—or haven’t—been using. That doesn’t mean they’re any less dangerous. Not only do the Aellos chase you down here; traps are hidden in the steps as well. Some may act like quicksand, trapping an unwary Hero halfway into the stone. Others are enchanted with wind spells that can toss you up in the air, the long way back down to the ground, or blow your skirt upward. There might even be some that provoke the pesky bugs even more!

This floor has flowers and trees creeping their way in from the outside and covering every inch of the place, including treacherous weaknesses in the path. Behind these overgrown plants is a mural depicting a sensual dance between a dragon and a harpy. In order to advance, at least two Heroes will have to mimic the dance painted on the walls to open the door.


THREE
A barrier prevents you from progressing any further. Magic, physical attacks or sheer willpower will do nothing. To dissolve it, you must create a concoction from the random ingredients available on the table and splash it on the barrier. There is no set recipe, so trial and error and a little creativity will be your friends! Along with your trusty party Bishop, of course. (You did bring one, didn’t you?) Those not well-versed in alchemy may end up with potions that explode upon completion, splashing party members standing too close with a variety of strange side effects ranging from mild body horror to a bad case of halitosis. The unfortunate effects seem to differ from Hero to Hero, and they last for a few minutes to a couple of hours.

Once your party crosses the barrier, you will find yourselves outside. The skies are darkening, but you’re still able to discern another tower wrapped in the clouds. A bridge once connected the two structures, but most of it is missing. Use those grappling hooks!

Upon entering the second tower, a marble floor at odds with everything from the last tower will greet you. Lift your head and you’ll find that the rest of the tower is also hollow all the way up; those heights allow room for fountains and waterfalls. It’s a suitable area to replenish mana and rest. Parched throats can be quenched with the sparkling water all around you, but approach any waterfalls and they will start moving in a very unwaterlike way.

MONSTER ♟ Celaeno
Weak against
Lightning
Strong against
Fire, Earth
Immune to
Water
Possessed by pride and cursed by the phoenix’s wrath, these dragons are nothing like the ones you encountered before.

Celaeno resemble huge snakes made of water and possess ENCHANTED SCALES that float through their bodies and render them extremely RESISTANT to both magical and physical attacks. You will have to find WEAK POINTS in their protective aura. Hopefully you have a Knight or Bishop on your team to find those weaknesses as soon as possible! Each dragon’s weak points differ. Fortunately, all Celaenos go down easily once you find that soft spot.

They use their long, slender tails like WATER WHIPS to knock down or douse their targets; the force of a tail may equal that of a fire hose at full blast! The only time it sheds its armor is to shapeshift into a WATER PRISON that can trap one or more enemies. Try not to attack it while a Hero is trapped inside; it will hurt your friend as well! Use STATUS EFFECTS to confuse or distract them so the prison loses shape.

Their ENCHANTED SCALES, SMALL GEMS, and DRAGON WATER may be acquired as loot.

Without any stairs in sight, the way up lies in those dragons. After their defeat, their magical scales can be put together to form a boat that can ride the waterfalls upwards to the top floors.


FOUR
The skies continue to change once you reach the top. Black clouds begin to close in, stray bits of land that have broken off from the main island hover nearby, and a sudden torrent of powerful mana may disorient your party. A storm is approaching.

Just as the first chunk of hail falls from the sky, a mighty roar reverberates through the darkness. Something very large lands on the walls of the tower and causes a tremor that whittles chunks from the tower and actually rolls the clouds back; is that the toll of thunder, or just more roaring?

Finally, an impressive three-headed dragon emerges from below. Once it has perched itself on the tower, one head speaks in a rumbling growl.

BOSS ♟ Tianya the Thrice-Scorned
Weak against
Lightning
Strong against
None
Immune to
Wind, Fire
“Did that phoenix send you?! Tell her she cannot return! Not even over my dead body!”

Unsurprisingly, Tianya ─the dragon once wed to the phoenix─ is more than just a legend. He lowers his heads and another loud, guttural cry fills the skies. For now, he remains STATIONARY at the top of the tower. All three heads attempt to SWALLOW a Hero whole if they get too close. Should you go on the offensive, you may be able to chop off at least one head before he’s pissed off enough to move. The fallen head writhes in agony as it moans:

“It hurts… it burns…”

At this point, Tianya takes flight. The strong GUSTS from those wings can launch a Hero right off the tower. Use your grappling hook(s) to play floating island hopscotch: evade devastating dive attacks and run from the MANA BEAMS shot from his mouths.

“You’ll never understand! I never wanted her!”

As you travel from island to island trying to get close enough to deal some real damage, Tianya hides in the CLOUDS to launch ambush attacks. Eventually, a PHOENIX descends from the heavens in a burst of fiery light. However, it’s not the phoenix of legend; it’s actually one of Tianya’s spells, and it will burn away most of your mana if any of its flames make contact. MANA EXCHANGE may be the only way to continue this battle...

Once Tianya is down to one head, he will immediately rise higher into the sky.


“My last words are for her and her alone.”

After Tianya is defeated, the storm clears; Enprise’s twin suns shine once more. That precious DUNGEON CORE floats down, blanketed by a SINGLE LARGE FEATHER, golden and shining in the light.

“It’s warm… She was always warm…”

A SCORNED DRAGON HEART and a MYSTICAL PHOENIX FEATHER may be acquired as loot.

As soon as both core and feather touch the tower, an ominous rumbling and shaking begins. The Gisela Towers are falling apart and it’s now a race to escape before you’re buried under the rubble.

And don’t forget the grappling hook(s); Lei wants them back.


FIVE
All that’s left of the Gisela Towers is rubble. The dungeon has been conquered, the island reclaimed, and the ruins of the old regime can now become the foundations for something new: the site of the harpies’ homecoming after hundreds of years.

LOCATION ♟ Gisela

An ancient sky island that has existed since time immemorial. What enables Gisela to RIDE THE CLOUDS may be an even greater mystery than the mechanisms powering the Airy. The island appears most frequently above Gresser, though its extraordinary altitude makes it DIFFICULT TO LOCATE.

The landscape of Gisela is overgrown with JEWEL-GREEN FORESTS, crisscrossed with gorges and dotted with networks of small caverns. But its crowning glory is the THIN GLEAMING WATERFALLS that flow from its edges and into the sky beyond. The water is embraced by RAINBOWS and condenses into CLOUDS when Gisela is high enough, lending to its unusual weather patterns.

Although the island initially seems largely uninhabited apart from the Gisela Towers, there is a SEALED OFF AREA that, when viewed from the air, looks suspiciously like LUSH, TILLED FIELDS. Should you ask Lei about this, he will only give you an unusually stern warning against disturbing it. Looks like you’ve solved the mystery behind the pai tiles.

Now that the menacing Towers have been demolished, a variety of animal life — usually airborne — will begin to appear on the island. Some of them you’ve never seen before! The fall of the Towers also uncovered the existence of HOT SPRINGS below; newspapers speculate wildly about the source, but most agree that it must have something to do with the renewed vows between phoenix and dragon.

The few structures already in place on the island have been speedily converted into BAZAARS manned by Airy harpies. Most specialize in legal alchemical gimmicks, but there’s always another side to these things. Everyone’s here to soak in the breeze, and by that we do mean everyone.

In response to the tourism boom, NEW AEROPORTS have also opened in both Gisela and Gresser to provide reliable transportation between the two locations.
hymnals: you floated across a crystal sea (we were lost inside a dream)

[personal profile] hymnals 2016-05-30 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ he's chillin

one eye open to keep watch over their work

but otherwise rooted to his nice waterfall spot

go team ]

[personal profile] babbylon 2016-05-30 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Thanks, Adra, you da real MVP.

But it might be true that Adra has worked the hardest out of all them so far, so this may very well be divine justice. Gilgamesh attends his work dutifully, and when Saber heralds his attention, he glances over at what she's managed thus far. Not bad, although...]


Define the curve more sharply.

[And so he takes her hand, and directs it into a steeper slope along the scale's edge. Fortunately for Saber, Gilgamesh has been distracted enough by their task that he doesn't seize an excuse to behave inappropriately. He really does act as a teacher would to a student, focused on guiding. Adra's watchful gaze might also have something to do with it, as he'd rather not get anything chucked at his head for attempting a not so subtle pass at his fellow King.

Little by little, they start to make something. Something tangible. Long, and narrow, like a canoe, but just wide enough to fit them all... hopefully.]
armorial: (pic#10134246)

[personal profile] armorial 2016-05-30 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ She allows this only because he's helping her--which helps the overall party. She watches the angle of the knife, power exerted, and the overall shape of the scale. There are no other words and instead she continues to work on the rest they have left. It is a rather peaceful arts and crafts time. Adra, be proud.

They have formed something that is... yes... a canoe. Made out of dragon scales.
]

I can't say I've made anything like this. [ Which is only half true. She has made small boats before. But it's time to admire their work with hands on her hips, maybe even tilting her head. It has the right shape, but it still looks strange--maybe because it's made up of dragon scales.

In a way, that spooks her. As a kind, she doesn't let it instill doubt. She takes the initiative to sit in the canoe, as if testing the waters. She looks up, looks down, to Gilgamesh, then to Adra.
]

This will do. [ Yes. ]
convictionary: (Creep out of sight)

1/3

[personal profile] convictionary 2016-05-30 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[And shit, let's assume Laslow's got the hook and Gaius is reaching for his giant fan. This will end badly. He knows this already.]

Gods, warn-!
convictionary: (I can't hold back)

2/3

[personal profile] convictionary 2016-05-30 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, right. Newly acquired Rook powers. Instinctually tried to mute Laslow, muted himself instead. Inconvenient and yet he's glad it didn't amplify the scream.]

Sorry. New power thing. Hold on, Twinkletoes.
convictionary: (When out the corner of my eye)

3/3

[personal profile] convictionary 2016-05-30 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
[The fan whips up a fucking gust of wind whenever he gives it a good swing. It's good enough to knock the two Ocypetes off balance as they climb.

...

It's not the best option because of the copious amounts of unintended side effects that could happen, but most of his suck right now. Theirs, really.]
hymnals: ol billy was right. let's kill all the lawyers; kill'em tonight (the more i think about it)

[personal profile] hymnals 2016-05-30 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Adra judges this interaction as polite and respectful, so his spirits feel just as restored as his body when he rejoins Gil and Saber. He rubs his chin as he appraises the narrow boat, thinking back on the dungeons he's dived into in years past; the many barbaric temples and haunted castles and weird swamps. The task before them is odd, and the tool to accomplish it more so, but as a native Azerothian, Adra has a pretty high tolerance for odd shit.

So he climbs in after Saber without much hesitation. Fortunately, like her, he doesn't need much space. ]


Fine work. Let's ... set ... sail?

[ He shrugs, squinting up at the waterfalls. ]

[personal profile] babbylon 2016-05-30 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Fine work, indeed. Let's... set... sail... vertically... somehow. Gilgamesh was all about defying the odds and in general doing whatever the hell he wanted, but he's also very much aware that they're going to have to defy the laws of physics here. Laws which he's bound by now, for the most part, and being a natural architect meant he was more aware than most when things just weren't structurally feasible.

This canoe didn't strike him as structurally feasible, so he's about to look either really, really stupid, or really, really smart, having beaten the odds and magicked them all the way up a waterfall despite this making little to no sense whatsoever.

But Gilgamesh was nothing if not a man who owned his ridiculousness and completely failed to grasp the concept of situational irony. He drags the boat to the water and assumes the helm, uses his sword as a makeshift oar, and... deep breaths, ladies and elf folk, this is the moment of triumph...

...

...

...!

The scales, as before, attach themselves to the water by some unseen force, and start sliding the whole craft upward. Now the real challenge was holding onto it, or else onto each other, so they didn't spill out along the way. Which means whoever among you got stuck behind Gilgamesh is going to get real cozy with Gilgamesh as he inevitably slides back and anchors himself to whoever or whatever's closest. No body part will be spared in his quest to not fall to his doom like a complete idiot.

Lose for you, win for Gilgamesh, because both of you are super hot and he's totally okay with that scenario.]
armorial: (pic#10135381)

[personal profile] armorial 2016-05-30 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ Saber, too, understands that this is all crazy, but her eyes brighten up when this works. She doesn't say anything and only tries to hold onto the sides of the boat. You see, since Saber is smallest, she decided to sit in the front... It's Adra that's probably in between them or the back. She doesn't remember, but the point is she's holding on to the best of her ability. With her height and weight, it's easy to stay put, but she does slide down, eventually pressed against whoever behind her. She shifts forward to the best of her ability to keep distance between them.

However, she does pray that the person behind her is Adra... Please, God. It isn't even in fear of Gilgamesh doing something laviscious, just him doing something ridiculous. Actually, maybe both. She doesn't know; the man always seems to surprise her.
]
hymnals: i'm the enemy (i'm what's left i'm what's right)

[personal profile] hymnals 2016-05-30 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well ... seeing as how Saber climbed in first, and took the front, and Adra climbed in second, and Gil, presumably, last ... that would mean Adra was positioned quite securely and unfortunately in the center.

He grips the sides of the boat for dear life once their ride begins, thinking the turbulence will be the worst of it. But that turbulence inspires his boatmates to crash backwards against him (Saber) and to unceremoniously grab him about the waist and neck (Gil). He makes a 'nngghh' sound in his throat as Gil scrabbles against him like a mountain climber fighting for purchase, but what can he do? If he resists either of them, he risks knocking them out of the boat, and that he will not do.

Fortunately, the path to the top is not so long. He can see the sky after just a few intense minutes of uncomfortable groping (Gil) and quick shifting (Saber). But the sky does not look friendly--in fact, it's nearly black with clouds, and the air starts to thicken as they rise, feeling heavy, dangerous.

Fantastic. ]

[personal profile] babbylon 2016-05-30 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[This was, undoubtedly, not Team Blondie's most graceful moment, lovely as Adra's entire backside may feel against him. And in his hands. He may have sneaked in a few calculated gropes with said hands, okay, one can never tell what's going on in so much mayhem and sometimes fingers simply happen to lose their way and stumble into interesting crevices. Sometimes they may even do so more than once! @#$% happens, blame it on that rotten King's luck.

But their little makeshift raft carries them where they need to go, and that's what counts. So does having solid ground beneath their feet, and Gilgamesh silently thanks the gods he does not believe in that they won't have to deal with anymore roping and wrangling in this forsaken dungeon. Maybe. Probably.

Gilgamesh, being the intrepid adventurer that he is, makes it out of the boat first. He squints at the angry sky and boldly declares:]


Nothing to concern ourselves over! Just a bit of rain in store from the looks of it.

[This is immediately before a massive chunk of hail beans him on the head. And then again. And then again. And then the roaring begins.]
armorial: (pic#10134249)

[personal profile] armorial 2016-05-30 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
There is a disturbance. [ She doesn't need a higher rank to tell--mostly because there's a rumbling from the roar. It's loud. It resonates so clearly through the tower. The clouds are also starting to swirl as if something is coming. While her comrades are seemingly merry (okay, only Gilgamesh), she's glowering harshly at the weather, but her attention continuously shifts trying to find the source.

And that's when the torrent comes in, overwhelming their party in one swoop. There's little time to react since the tower is shaking viciously when something lands on the walls below them. It would be foolish to hover over the edge to get a better look--it roars again. Instantly, she unsheathes her sword and gets into proper stance.
]

Prepare yourselves.
sunderings: (once upon a time)

[personal profile] sunderings 2016-05-30 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Do not waste mana, Caren. [ —he starts, glimpsing the sweeping gesture of her hand and recognizing it for what it is: the channeling of her energy into a healing spell which needn't be used upon him. And yet he is unable to stop it, just as she'd been unable to stop him from taking the injury which she'd been wholly prepared to accept, all pain gone from him as the magic slowly staunches the flow of blood which each repetition of incantation, gold wetting Caren's jacket, staining the white of her hair as her body convulses in his arms.

What are you doing, he murmurs only to her, eyes lifting to the fray before them in brief as he holds her close, steadying her as though he'd just swept her off of her feet; like he were carrying her back to their shared quarters in the Queen's Hall dormitories. It was my wish to carry it for you, chiding gently now, he supports the small of her back, wondering why, for all the world, she could not allow him to walk alongside her. In truth, it had taken his breath away and it had hurt, the rake of claws which had dug trenches well and deep into his skin, but... If there is one person Caren needn't sacrifice for, it is him, for he is no true person at all.

Still, he smiles, not one to belittle what she's done for him (taking his suffering and making it her own... he can allow for no such thing to happen again), a whisper of thanks upon his lips as he closes his eyes, trusting in Alice and Aisha both as he bows, touching his forehead to Caren's own.

Flesh reforms, the wounds marring his arm knitting seamlessly closed, and by the time he opens his eyes...

Aisha is a breath of fresh air in her effortless exercise of force, banishing the tension which had long since settled into muscle over the duration of their climb with sport: an Ocypete dismantled, the strength of her arms besting its own. And Alice—

oh, Alice.

She is smattered in blood, her sword turned a cleaver, her back to him just as it had been on that night when he'd found her, freed her from that dreadful prison only to unleash her rage upon all those who had harmed her, stood in her way. There is no doubt in his mind that she'd been in need of an outlet, some manner of vessel in which to pour her anger before she cast it aside with her own two hands, shattering it, but this... ]


It is finished now, Alice. Everyone is safe.

[ ...if she should not stop, his gaze will shift, catching with Aisha's own, asking that she act where he cannot. ]
powerdriven: <user name="seraphita"> (pic#10135322)

[personal profile] powerdriven 2016-05-30 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ Is it? He certainly takes his time slowing the gouging of his blade. But eventually, his breath starts to slow and the frenzy of the battle begins to wear thin—and he can see for himself that the dragon no longer poses any threat. Only the ground beneath the island the creature has been pinned to is still shaking.

Levi whips around, spots Adam motionless, then Cirno. Still alive. He sheathes his sword and grapples for her. When he gets there, it's clear they're in a similar state (bloody, his maybe more dragon than human), but the tower is still moving in waves.
]

Shit. We've gotta get out of here. Are you gonna be okay?

[ Hopefully so, because Adam... he's got to check on that. ]
hymnals: where we look for the future (this is the time this is the place)

[personal profile] hymnals 2016-05-30 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ Adra's too disoriented by the sudden rush of mana to fuss about the untoward way Gil had pawed at him, though he still feels a lingering sense of hands on various parts of his body. No time to dwell on it, though, because that sure is a motherfucking dragon perched right over there. An enormous, three-headed motherfucking dragon.

Adra's eyes widen as he stares at it, as he detects nothing in its expression and demeanor outside of unadulterated rage. That thing was gearing up to kill them. ]


Of course. Of course there's a damned dragon!

[ He draws his rapier, but he's looking to Gil and Saber. He's no true combatant, after all. Still, he's fought hydras before. ]

We--and by 'we', I mean 'you two'--must go for its heads. Understood?
shitbastard: (Step through a darkened building)

[personal profile] shitbastard 2016-05-30 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
Ku ku... What an excitable guy.

[You know. Just talking to himself. But Adam follows after! Because. Lbr where else is he going to go. He's not in any hurry and is content to bring up the rear though. But when they come to the alchemy table...]

Let me handle this.

[Because really if there's anything he's good at it's science. Inspecting the ingredients it only takes him five minutes or so to concoct the right potion and throw it on the barrier. Down it goes clearing the way. With the side effect they all gain animal features momentarily from the splashback BUT DETAILS. At least provided Levi and Cirno don't interrupt anyway feel free to interrupt and add more side affects laughs.]
Edited (Realized that needed some more CLARITY so much pro) 2016-05-30 11:30 (UTC)
shitbastard: (All by their wit)

[personal profile] shitbastard 2016-05-30 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Coming back to his senses Adam's eyes open. Things do not immediately make sense, of course.]

Ricalna- [No. He's not in Heaven's Tower. Ricalna. Lennard. The children he raised with so much care are not here. There is only--] Levi. Cirno.

[Rolling over with an exhaustion he's not accustomed to he looks for them. Tianya is not moving. They've won? But this doesn't mean the other two are in one piece. If only he could sit up and look, but that energy has rather deserted him right now. It seems he's miscalculated his strengths.]

[personal profile] babbylon 2016-05-30 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Gilgamesh just rolls his eyes.]

The both of you are going about this far too seriously. A dragon is no god, and a god is no threat to the King of Heroes!

[Of course. Of course it's just like Gilgamesh to be utterly blase in the face of danger, but to be fair, he's stared down the end of the world and won before. Some overgrown lizard was no match at all in comparison, so Gilgamesh decides to engage in a bit of pre-battle banter just to warm his party up.

Or maybe just to make a fool of himself. He sure does that a lot.]


Oi! Mongrel! Dare you bar my path?! If you are the keeper of this wretched place, then stand down!

[Tianya was clearly not expecting a Hero of this caliber. He huffs, then stutters in his anger, "Bar your path?! I should burn you alive for this intrusion! Begone!"]

And I should loose a few of your heads for forgoing the proper respect! Know your place!

["Know yours, you cretin!"]

Yours!

["YOURS!"]

YOURS!!!

[...this could go on for quite some time.]
powerdriven: <user name="awkward"> (Default)

[personal profile] powerdriven 2016-05-30 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ To be honest, he's not sure he understands what's going on in Adam's head any better than Cirno does just yet. The one thing he is certain of is that they need to stick together for now, even if that may mean keeping an eye out for them when they take risky moves with the potential of ending in rescues. He doesn't have to like it for it to be the best path to that mana core.

Not to mention, the more they show off their skills, the easier it is to trust they won't muck this up. She, uh... she really didn't need his help after all. He stays put, staring as the ocypetes make a bloody mess of her ice wall.
]

... Not bad.

[ Bird sure are dumb, aren't they. Well, now they'll be able to take their time. ]
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shitbastard: (But let's pretend I'm not that man)

[personal profile] shitbastard 2016-05-30 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
[That certainly makes things simpler. Gaining the summit--er entrance--Adam looks down. Cirno has things well in hand. And inside...?

Looking up at the staircase climbing ever onward he can see honeycomb-esque nests that will surely be a problem. But one thing at a time, hmmm? So.

He's just going to brew himself some coffee and wait really. NOT LIKE HE CAN DO ANYTHING. Chill as fuck, hey guys come join the part, this floor's gr8.]
probending: (♒ baby don't you know)

[personal profile] probending 2016-05-30 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
[So far, so good. But as they reach the halfway point, the wind starts to pick up. Korra clings to the rope while also trying to brace herself against the tower. She has no idea how these things are still standing.]

Hold on tight!

[And... that's when the reverse harpy appears. What the fuck is that thing and why does it have human arms oh my god.]

-- You've gotta be kidding me!
probending: (♒ i was under your spell)

[personal profile] probending 2016-05-30 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
... Thanks, that's real comforting. [Telling it like it is.

Korra folds her arms and watches from afar. This is all Ema.]


Did you take lessons from a shady old medicine woman?
probending: (♒ why do we do that?)

[personal profile] probending 2016-05-30 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
[The timing couldn't be better. With Ema's paintball shot and Nat tossing everything she has, it's just enough for Korra to get onto the edge of the tower. Time for phase two: kick dragon ass.

She activates her topaz gauntlets, calling massive fists and greaves made of ice.]


Eyes on me, you loveless loser!

[Tianya swings one head to look at Korra, which is good enough for her; she launches herself directly at the dragon and clobbers him in the face. One of them. Several punches and a kick later, she's realizing that she's lacking in any kind of blade to cut off his head.

Maybe they can just brute force their way through it.]
mitotic: (better)

[personal profile] mitotic 2016-05-30 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you both for proving my point.

[ To fight about what fighting is. Honestly.

She lets Naruto stew there for a beat too long, her eyebrow arched incredulously. She's dealt with toddlers more mature than he's being right now, but this isn't the time for her to scold him.

Then, abruptly, she loops an arm around his waist. She lifts the grappling hook straight up in the air, takes aim, and fires. ]
mitotic: (never ever met you)

isn't this supposed to be where the goofy protag and the cranky firebender do the dragon dance?

[personal profile] mitotic 2016-05-30 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ Thanks for nothing, Sasuke!! Although honestly, she hadn't expected him to humor Naruto. She's wondered whether he's actually allergic to it.

Sakura hesitates before deciding that she'll do the humoring. It's not like anything else has worked. She backs away from the wall, staring at the mural, then glancing back at the pose Naruto's trying to imitate. ]


Like this?

[ She's mimicking the harpy's pose well enough, but it's perfunctory. This is silly... ]

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