Poeias Claudy & Lanata HP: 22/40 Poe walked along, feeling a bit exposed without his boot, and now his gait was uneven too. He considered taking off his other shoe, but worried what would happen if he had to walk with both feet unprotected in this dangerous tower. He frowned, and Lanata nosed him, alerting him to one of the members of his travel group. He'd never seen them before, but they looked pretty worn, like they could use a pick me up. "Hey! I have something that might make you feel better," he said, catching up with the troll. He rummaged through his jacket pocket for a moment before getting his trinket and holding it out to her.
Poe heals Etsali for 10 HP using his support trinket A!
After the group managed to slide out of the walls slamming shut behind them, Forera and co. were on their merry way. She'd been sure that everyone got out of there without a hitch, but it couldn't hurt to just... Do a quick recap. She'd did a quick headcount-- Luxara, of course, Etsali, definitely Ri-- That was the young greenblood, right? Well, she was there, and she guessed that was what counted... Wait, where-- HP: 9 HP Military Level Gauntlets Adept Agility Style B Artifact (1) Novice Offensive Style B Trinket (1) (cannot use)
Akkira wasn't sure about what was going on, she could hear some rumbling and through her tabi she could feel the vibrations of the walls closing in, but whatever it was didn't exactly register as the area shrinking. She didn't take Sascha's orders very seriously at first believing it might have been a joke, then she felt the ceiling grazing her horns and panic beat in the young child's pumpbuiscut. She was torn, no doubt her lusus would be left behind if she just ran but she also didn't want to be a slushie.
"H-Hold on, wrecking ball.... my lusus, I think she's stuck!" her voice was more quavering than she ever intended, tears stinging her eyes. She pressed against the wall and ceiling with all her might, her lusus doing the same action to stop the closing in walls. "YOU KNOW I COULD USE SOME HELP HERE" she shouted, though not at Sascha. She knew that one or more of the assholes that had been hanging around her were around somewhere. "Get your asses in gear and stop this wall why don't you!!" Soon as she said ths, She felt like some sort of energy surrounding her as though she was being covered by a blanket of some kind. If someone were to look carefully there were a bunch of vaguely seeable figures also pushing against the wall. Soon there is a rumbling and a creaking noise echoing through and then the ceiling came to a stop, the figures disappeared soon after that and so did the weird energy blanket Akkira felt. Whether they actually helped or not was unclear, but they were definitely there. After a quick breather, She turned to check on her lusus, who just hummed soothingly and began an arm crawl along the ground.
The two finally get moving towards Sascha just in case whatever happened was just a fluke and they really could get squished. Akkira crawled into the grate first. "That was a close one, huh? No thanks to those deadbeats, Guess we don't know our own strength" She said with a shaky laugh and something akin to a fist pump, in an attempt to appear more confident than she felt. Her lusus followed suit in squishing her way into the vent after Akkira. The lusus seemed to be appraising Sascha briefly before humming an eery tune, berating Akkira for inattention.
Akkira Kagome + tekemom are fighting the HALF CONSTRUCTED TOWER and are going left Tekkemom - 32/40
Damage to Tower: 4 Damage Taken: 4 Direction: Left 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
Novice Support B Trinket: (Charge 1/3, 1/1 per battle) On a 1, 2 or 3, heal another troll by a quarter of their max hp, on a 4 heal them by their max hp
Second wind (1/1)
As Sephos followed his lusus down the hallways, he realized he was suddenly alone. He was used to not being around trolls, with just the animals and trees of the forest and the plants of his garden for company, but in this circumstace, Sephos wasn't sure if that was what he wanted. He wasn't sure if it wasn't.
A shriek of alarms and machinery - Grates suddenly came down around them, separating him from his lusus and barring his way. "Help!" he wailed, as Maku whirled around and started to rip the grate out of the way. It budged, just enough, and Sephos began to scurry through.
CRASH!
Sephos screamed, a long, drawn-out thing as the grate slammed down on his leg accompanied by sounds that he never wanted to hear ever again. He screamed again as Maku dragged him out, whimpering in pain as the treebeast gathered him to it's woody, burned, scarred torso. "It's... it's... it's..." he whimpered in pain as he touched his leg, inspecting it. "I think it's broken, it's broken, it's broken..."
Maku looked at him for a moment, a long moment, and then nodded. Attacking the machines was foolishness. They needed to get out of danger. Now.
She kept up pace. "Then prove it! Time and time again I've seen you nearly get yourself killed or injure others because you don't think things through! What am I supposed to do? Just ignore it? If you would at least take some responsibility, maybe listen to me once in a while, I would be open to it!" Hemera tried to juggle breathing, yelling, running, and keeping an eye on Koko as well as their surroundings. Very tough.
"Goddammit, Furore. If I thought you were a complete idiot we wouldn't be here right now. But you're confusing and frustrating and I don't know how to get us on the same page!"
Defense B 1/2 Agility B 1/2 Support A 2/2 Support B 0/1
The greenblood wiggled through the hole. Her height was helpful! Ha! She pushed and pushed, almost free to the other side. She cried out a little, though, at her leg getting caught. With the increasing pressure, she knew it'd be crushed. Luxara crawled faster, the boot having to shove off in sacrifice to get herself through all the way. On the other side, she got up and checked her surroundings. Nothing else closing in, and everyone else seemed to have made it. Excellent. "All right, let's keep moving!"
If anyone had any issues, they could bring it up. Until then, they had to jam!
Locations Italicized direction is the one that trolls arrived from.
Quote:
Late arrivals start in the entranceway!
Possible Directions
Left, Right
Caiden, Engrav have encountered a dead end! They return to their previous location.
Possible Directions
Up, Left, Right
Forera, Luxara, Etsali, Rianon have encountered a dead end! They return to their previous location.
Possible Directions
Up, Left, Right
Sephos has encountered a dead end! They return to their previous location.
Possible Directions
Up, Left, Right
Tevini, Cerpin have encountered a dead end! They return to their previous location.
Possible Directions
Down, Left, Right
Leeroi, Hemera, Kolako, Rastin advance through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Up, Left, Right
Sascha, Akkira advance through the hallways until they find a new intersection.
Possible Directions
Up, Left, Right
Xavier, Eilidh, Mahmud, Nictor do not advance this round.
Boss Attack
A series of catwalks lies before you - tragically an underdeveloped and unfinished part of the Space Ladder. Some of the chunks of bridge are still missing, so you'll need to take care while crossing going up each level!
If you rolled a 1, your feet go through a weak spot in the floor and send you careening onto the level below. You hope nothing is broken as you stagger back to where you started, exhausted and in severe pain. Take 5 dmg.
If you rolled a 2, a dangling electrical wire catches you as you try to make your way across the dangerous bridge. You are severely burned! Occasionally you feel an exhilerating zip through your bones. Take 3 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
If you rolled a 3, one of your feet busts through the ground and rips up the sides of your legs as you half-fall. You'll need to get some help to get up; hope you have a travel buddy! Take 2 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
If you rolled a 4, you loose a few winged squeakbeasts! They descend upon you in droves. Take 4 dmg and deal +2 damage. so If you rolled a 5, you take advantage of the hanging lights and use them to stabilize yourself. Doing so is very hot, and very painful, but you make it across to the other side! Take 3 dmg and deal +2 damage.
If you rolled a 6, sprinting across the catwalks seems the best option. With surprisingly adept parkour skills in hand, you manage to leap over the barriers, up levels and across bridges with only minor injury. Take 2 dmg. Your attack does double damage.
HP: 2/20 (1 ongoing damage) Adept Defense B Artifact 1/2
Leeroi sneered, turning back around to Hemera. "Tell me, Hemera, if I'm not responsible enough, if I don't listen enough, if I'm not as much of an idiot as I could be," He stepped towards her, shoving his pointer finger at her collar. "Then why the <********> do you keep seeking me out?" Leeroi spoke pointedly, enunciating very carefully, challenging Hemera with every syllable he could utter.
He had almost never been the one to seek out her attention, from what he remembered. If she despised him so much, she could at least do him the favor of leaving him alone. Leeroi didn't like entertaining the company of people who didn't like him. She was better off leaving him alone.
Turning away from his problems, Leeroi stomped off towards the catwalk, traversing them as carelessly as one would imagine from the angry blueblood. Halfway across, he seemed fine, and he turned back to be smug about it. Finding himself face to face with a drove of winged squeakbeasts, he changed his mind.
He tried to shoo them away, grabbing his shotgun and shooting it in the air so the noise would startle the birds. It worked well enough, but not before Leeroi was left bleeding with some nasty talon-induced scrapes.
Despite how much she wanted to punch him in the mouth, Hemera couldn't help but think, So he can be intimidating without violence. Impressive. That, however, did not keep her from scowling after him or thinking he had won. Not by a long shot. But, she should have shoved herself in front of him.
Mera followed the same path Leeroi was going, intent on throwing back another comeback, but what had held solidly for Leeroi fell under her foot. She barely had time to realize before feeling the splinters tear through her jump suit. Her thigh dangled, and Hemera struggled to pull it out. In the meantime, Leeroi was fighting off birds, and Koko was about her own problems.
Everything was going to hell in a handbasket, and they were fighting during it. she didn't want to call for Leeroi's help, but the smallest seed of doubt about her current plan of action started growing in her thinkpan.
Etsali had to pause to catch her breath for a moment, everything the security system had thrown at them starting to catch up to her. She was tired and honestly beyond glad that she hadn't worn another color for her disguise because she was bleeding more freely than she liked as well, now. As she mustered up her strength to move on, there was a voice at her side. She blinked at Poe as he offered his trinket, then flashed him a bright grin as it took effect. "I owe you one, kid."
Rejuvenated, she hurried out to the catwalks to catch up the time she'd lost resting. It wasn't any different than the catwalks she'd been running earlier in the week for the scientists, so she didn't slow down as much as she should have and she paid for that almost immediately. A boot crashed through the floor, the metal siding scraped up her leg, and she bit down on a scream as she fought to pull herself up.
Everywhere they went felt like a dead end. He was glad to be in a group, because there was safety in numbers. In some ways, he definitely identified with the woolbeasts he herded, where he felt most comfortable in large groups, the safest place he could be. This catwalk looked dangerous, and knowing his own clumsiness, he wanted to go slowly, crawling behind his lusus. Though he didn't fall, squeakbeasts attacked, flooding his sponge clots with screaming and screeching at the highest frequency, making him feel a bit overstimulated. They were so loud! Although he made it across the catwalk, he clung against the wall for a bit, glad for the security of a strong floor.
Poe dealt 3 damage to the Defense AI He is going RIGHT
Cerpin Sugall HP: 18/40 (lusus) Damage: 4 Direction: Left 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you
"That doesn't look good... I'll go first." He was not looking forward to this. Blossmom was still too weakened from the earlier blows on the colored tiles to be able to safely fly in a straight line. The children would have to cross the catwalks themselves. Honestly, he was not sure how the ******** Scuttle was going to get across considering he could see a few holes in the floor.
Step by step, he crept forward until his lack of patience got the better of him and he started into an aggressive walk. See? Things were fine. This was great. They'd get to the other side an-
"Naaayahhhhh!" He let out a garbled yell as suddenly the ground beneath him broke and his feet were falling through. His eyes widened in terror as memories of a leash around his neck while wandering the rotten village back at Salamire flooded his mind. He could see the redblood now, watching him with untrusting and hateful eyes. Wishing him to slip through and break his neck on the noose-
But she was there looking down at him now, eyes full of fear and concern, her curls tumbling into her face as she fretted for what to do. She was not Aerona. Help would be there when he needed it. Not all of the lowbloods in the Rebellion would turn their backs to him.
Defense B 0/2 ATTACK NULLIFIED Agility B 1/2 Support A 2/2 Support B 0/1
Another dead end. s**t and hell! "Nothing can be easy, huh?" Luxara muttered to herself, turning on her heels to backtrack. Then, taking the new way, the greenblood found an unusual sight. A sign of progress, maybe? But it looked hazardous, for sure. Time to test her mettle! But slowly. Carefully. Luxara was made for this.
Luxara started sidling along. She took cautious, gentle steps. Easy going. Etsali was going fast nearby, and Luxara watched in shock as her friend paid dearly for it. "No!" she stepped forward a little, out of reflex, and the floor gave out.
First there was her friend, then everything slipped away.
HP: 8/20 Telekinesis: 1/1 Offensive Style B: Attack does double damage, and detracts 1 health from opponent every remaining turn.
Sascha was about to yell back at Akkira. What was he supposed to do? Haul the entire goddamn ceiling off of her? Of course he didn't want to see a kid and its lusus get crushed to death right in front of him, but he was just one troll.
He didn't have much time to panic further when a creaking groan resonated through the hallway. It blanketed the sound of the descending ceiling. When it ceased, so did the ceiling. Sascha's mind blanked. Quickly, he checked the hydraulics visible above the metal plate that made up the ceiling trap. He then looked back underneath to see Akkira and her lusus scooting their way out from underneath--relatively unscathed. Sascha exhaled as the pair emerged, still in complete disbelief.
"L-Lucky break..." he muttered to no one in particular. Akkira only further confounded him as she made reference to some other individuals--as though the trap had been stopped by some outside help. He opened his mouth to comment, but thought better of it. There was no point in arguing the matter. No one was dead and they still had places to be. Shakily, Sascha followed after Akkira into the next room.
Sascha wasn't sure whether to find the web of perilous catwalks intimidating, or a relief from the oppressively narrow hallways. It was about as safe as the rest of the damn building. At least it wasn't actively trying to kill them. Unless they wanted to backtrack, this seemed to be the only available path.
Sascha hopped up onto the scaffolding, holding his arms out for balance. He was still a ways away from being able to hold himself aloft with his telekinesis. He didn't want to have to learn now. After a few steps with no dire consequences, Sascha looked over to Akkira.
"Looks like these beams should be able to hold you just fine. Just don't go walking off the edge or something."
Just as the words left Sascha's mouth, the board beneath his feet made a painful creaking sound. Sascha immediately stopped moving. The noise echoed around the open space. After a second it seemed like the catwalk was going to hold. Sascha was about to let out a sigh of relief when he caught sight of a number of glittering eyes from beneath the maze of scaffolding. Bats. Upset ones at that.
Sascha does 6 damage! He goes RIGHT... Back the way he came.
If you rolled a 3, one of your feet busts through the ground and rips up the sides of your legs as you half-fall. You'll need to get some help to get up; hope you have a travel buddy! Take 2 dmg, and 1 damage each roll after until a support power is used on you.
Kolako dealt 2 damage. Kolako is moving UP.
At this point Kolako was growing steadily more irritated, hearing them lash out at each other angrily like idiots. While it truly was none of her business, Kolako was part of the group too, and she wanted to feel like it. Before she could tell either of them to shut it and get over themselves, because at that moment, their petty drama was not what was important at that moment, it was finding the off switch-- Kolako's leg fell through a hole, broken pieces digging deep into her leg as blood began to drop down her leg, leaving the tiny brownblood to snarl in pain. She hadn't been paying attention, it was her fault for being angry about anothers problems. It didn't even affect her until she let it affect her! She sighed, breathing in and out for long enough to make her calm again.
Papion came for her, seeing her trapped but knowing if he treaded roughly she'd end up even more hurt. He lightly padded up to her, opening his mouth and carefully grabbing onto her with it, lifting her up and out of the hole. What he didn't know was the broken pieces dug even more into her leg, brown blood pouring down her leg in bursts. After being placed down, the brownblood winced, but showed no other sign of weakness. It wasn't common for her. Now, where were the others...?
HP: 20 - 1 - 2 = 17 HP Novice Support Style A Artifact (2)
Novice Support B Trinket: (Charge 1/3, 1/1 per battle) On a 1, 2 or 3, heal another troll by a quarter of their max hp, on a 4 heal them by their max hp 
