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SSBrosB rolled 1 12-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-12)
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 Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 6:10 pm
Character Name and journal link Alphubel
HP: 75/100
Action: Attack
Damage/Healing/Buff Done: 9 Damage done
Boss HP: x/350
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tefla rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 7:07 pm
Character Name and journal link Illyria, Mauvian SenshiHP: 63-14-15 = 34hp Action: Attacking with Offensive Mauvian senshi magic one last time... Damage: 10 + 5 = 15 dmgBoss HP: x/??? There was seemingly no end to this nightmare. Illyria's gaze took in the shape of the creature that the chaos of Daedalus's world had taken on before she steeled herself for whatever this battle would hold. What she wasn't expecting was the sudden sloshing of polluted water that shot out from a rather impressive looking tentacle that had shifted to grow out of the chaos creature. The smell of the brackish liquid that splashed up against her, knocking her back was not merely offensive to her sense of smell, it was truly overpowering. Perhaps it was the fact that her feline nostrils took such a heavy beating that her attention was focused more interal than external.
Hands tried to desperately wring out the moisture from her clothing before she glared up at the creature that was impeding everyone's progress. In her mind, she saw red. The chaos of Daedalus's world may not have been the same brand of chaos that brewed up those of the Negaverse back on Earth but now the Mauvian lumped them together as one and the same ... and she was definitely holding a massive grudge against the Negaverse.
Violet eyes narrowed. Illyria's palms itched. Her hands dropped to her side for a moment before she darted forward and called up her offensive magic once more. Her hands cupped around the sphere that materialized between them as she launched it with all her strength towards the creature. It was a solid hit to be sure but then there were little insects that swarmed out from the chaos entity and began to besiege her. Panting at the effort that the attack and counter-attack had taken on did Illyria fall back ... her gaze tried to find Procyon but instead her ears perked up at the sound of a voice that was all very familiar to her,"Illy, come on now and be sensible. Stop fighting. You need to rest. The others can deal without you."No, she couldn't be hearing Ida. Her bonded wasn't here. She would have been able to sense Ida from a long range away, wouldn't she? Illyria's gaze sharpened for a moment before the voice filtered through her ears once more.
"Rest Illy...rest"Quote: Pollen Bomb - Bringing her hands together Illyria calls out her attack. Upon speaking the attack a glowing sphere gathers in her cupped hands. As soon as the sphere is as large as a softball in size Illyria will lob the sphere at the nearest opponent. If the sphere makes any contact with the target the sphere will burst into a cloud of pure orchid pollen. (normally orchid pollen is in 'packets' but this is pure pollen) ...
Exposure to the pollen bomb could result in common symptoms of hay fever: (( Sneezing: Itchy nose, eyes, ears, and mouth: Red and watery eyes and Swelling around the eyes ))
Duration of exposure symptoms: 15 seconds (although players could choose to be affected longer if they wish to be)
Area of attack: opponent must be within 6 feet of Illyria to be affected the most.
Uses: Twice per battleIf these two different boss fights figuratively count as 1 battle then Illyria's Mauvian senshi magic stands at:
Offensive Magic: depleted Defensive: 2 uses left
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staripop rolled 1 10-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 7:16 pm
Super Sailor DaphneHP: 25 Action: Attacking the monster and then beginning to hallucinate Physical Attack: 3 It was like she'd told the others. She just wanted to sit there for a while, to stare at the oilslick water and the polluted earth and the dark sky for long enough to catch her breath. Something was happening, though. The creature that she'd been fighting and a few others joined together into something stronger, and the people around her were following it, so Daphne trudged after them, even as another blast of awful, filthy water made tears come to her eyes and made her pace slow even more. She went through the motions all the same. She scooped up a rock, tossed it halfheartedly towards the monster. Only, as soon as it had left her hands, there were bugs coming out of the ground, scratching at her shoes, at her ankles, at anything that they could reach. Daphne whimpered. She stomped at them. Then a voice cut through all the commotion of battle. "Linnea!"She stopped. She turned, and there he was. "Lars," she breathed, happy tears coming to her eyes in an instant. She didn't care that he was an illusion. She didn't care that he was made of Chaos. She ran for her father, arms outstretched.
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staripop rolled 2 4-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-8)
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 7:41 pm
Princess CybeleHP: 100 Action: Buffing herself and trying to catch the monster's attention Buff: 5 This stronger monster was doing something to people. Cybele herself didn't feel it. She could still push past the bone-deep tiredness and put one foot in front of the other. She could wince against the monster's attack and then stand straight again. She didn't attack it immediately. Instead, she whispered, "Hunter's Grace," as she continued to pace forwards, fighting against the mud as it tried to hold onto her silver shoes. She didn't stop until she was quite close to the monster, and she stood looking up towards where its face would be, if it had a face at all. She stretched her wings out behind her, hoping she could use them as to make herself look like a threat, or at least to put herself between the monster and the people behind her, to give them a moment to breathe, or to get back on their feet, or to attack.
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 10:05 pm
Sailor Cepheus of SquidsHP: 38 - 14 + 13 (Encke's heal) = 37/50 Action: Trying to dry her hat off Damage/Healing/Buff Done: N/A Getting hit by a wave of gross water hadn't really been on Cepheus' bucket list; she guessed it would've probably happened eventually, given youma, given Destiny City during the holidays, but she really didn't think she liked it very much. She shook her head furiously, trying to dislodge it from her curls, and then realized that wasn't going to really do anything if her hat was still wet, so... it made sense to take off her poor, soaked hat, and try to wring it out.
She could've been attacking the monster, she guessed, but why would she? It looked like people hitting it were getting attacked by bugs, and a lot of people were talking to thin air, and her magic wasn't too likely to do a lot to this thing anyways. Her hat really seemed like a more immediate concern.
And then the other girl (Daphne) said - a name? - and sprinted off with the kind of energy she'd been pretty much lacking the whole walk here. Cepheus didn't stop her at all. Instead she just turned to Encke and Basiluzzo with a quiet "Thanks," because she did feel a lot better after that magic and she considered herself pretty polite, and gestured at the chaos surrounding them with a quizzical look.
It might've been a what are they all talking to expression, or maybe a is this the normal kind of stuff that happens during these expression, or maybe even a ??? expression. It wasn't exactly clear.Seiana_ZI will edit to take your full post into account later <3
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Noir Songbird rolled 1 10-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 10:20 pm
Lanting, Squire of Ida
HP: 33/75
Action: Attacking, and thus The Horrors return!
Damage Done: 10This was it. As the filthy water cascaded over him, Lanting shook his head, heavily. It stuck in places, to the flowy veil of his new uniform, and it stank, and all he could think about was getting home and laying in his big fancy bathtub for like, an hour, until he felt less gross and more like a person.
But that wasn't going to fix anything. The monster was massive, and Lanting had to tell himself that he didn't have to be afraid. There were so many of them.
And he had to protect Corvina. He was stronger, now (magically speaking--Corvina could probably still manhandle him however he wanted physically, which Lanting very much appreciated.) And he didn't want to spend this whole fight cowering behind some big beefy alien man who was also clearly having a lot of emotional problems.
So, Lanting reached out. Gently touched his arm.
"I'm right here," he said, softly, and then he scooped up a discarded piece of stone and hurled it at the monster with all his might. Leaving Corvina's side was not an option, which was the only way he was going to hit with his cane, so...debris it was.
And then the little creatures descended upon him, and while Corvina whipped them away with his cane, it was still.......bad.
Because Da-ge was back.
And now he wasn't alone.
"Xuxu, darling, don't you miss us?"
"A-niang," his voice was soft, and he felt himself starting to tremble. "Of course I do, I--"
"Shuangxu." Da-ge's hand came yo rest on his shoulder, and a-niang came forward and cupped his face in her hands. "Just stop. If you stop, you can come home. We'll all go somewhere nice."
"You can introduce us to this boy of yours. But you have to stop fighting. Don't you know? You'll never be able to win. So why bother."
Why bother indeed.
Lanting inhaled, and a tiny whimper passed his lips.
"Xuxu," A-niang said, "we love you. We don't want you to have to suffer anymore. Please. Rest."
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Kaori_luv rolled 2 4-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-8)
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 10:26 pm
Character Name and journal link Super Sailor Rhea HP: 48 - 14 -15 = 16 Action: Using super attack Damage/Healing/Buff Done: 10 + 6 = 16 Boss HP: ???/350 The small monsters were defeated, what remained of them went and joined an even more gross monster. She knew just like they all did that they have to take it out as well. She looked to make sure Viminal was still near and okay. Their group struck the final blow to their monster and Rhea gave a thumbs up and a grin before motioning to the newest threat. She headed toward it, only to be nearly knocked off her feet by polluted water that had been slung outward, just everywhere. "Ugggggghhh," she groaned trying to wipe the gross polluted sludge off her as she steadied herself. Her eyes scanned the field and frowned when she thought she heard her cousin, but that was impossible because she wasnt there. Her babies were coming this week, maybe even tomorrow so she wouldnt be in space. She shook her head and scanned the crowd for Palm, who shouldnt even be there. They were both going to get an earful. She didnt spot him, but she severely hoped her was okay because Mu was likely to have a fit otherwise. She needed to focus on the task at hand now and moved her arms in an outward arc before calling out her attack, "giggling fool!" She wasnt sure if it would effect the monster the same as the other, but she also didnt get a chance to really find out. Her attack went out and what came back to her were bugs ... bugs that stung, bit and were relentless in their vengeance. She was swinging her arms wildly trying to fend them off when she saw her. Her cousin?!? What was she doing in space? Wait was that Aaru ... Theyre were calling to her, reaching to her ... they wanted to take her away from here. She didnt need to fight ... Rhea was confused ... she hadnt seen them earlier, this wasnt possible ... they weren't hear and would never suggest such things to her. No ... these were the people that made sure she could fight, could defend herself when she was barely a teen. They wanted to protect her, but not like this right ... right?!? Didn't they see the chaos unfolding all around them. "I have to fight," she said. A little rest wont hurt, the beckoned ... you're tired ... you've done enough. Rhea they called softly ... Chibi ... a knickname now ... she'd been one for so long. It was tempting, it was so tempting ... in this place where it was hard to breath ... where it seemed no living thing should even be. She almost stepped closer to her cousin, to her friend, before blanching. NO. None of them gave up that easily ... no, she was stronger than that. She knew it. "I have to fight." She turned away finally, ignoring their calls, ignoring their open arms that made her wish for home. She had to fight. Quote: She moves her arms in an arc outward from her center and causes a stronger burst of wind that rushes as the target blowing over them and causing the person to burst into giggles whenever they try to talk or move for a minute. It lasts for 45 seconds, can only be used one person at a time, and can only be used 2 times per battle. *The attack has a four foot radius in front of Rhea and can be easily dodged by simply jumping two feet to either side of her. The closer Rhea is to the target the harder it is to avoid
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 10:29 pm
Character Name and journal link Viminal Page of Venus
HP: 34 - 14= 20
Action: Hallucinating
Damage/Healing/Buff Done: N/A
Boss HP: ???
Viminal smiled at Rhea's thumbs up nodding at the girl and headed after her toward the neck threat. Her eyes scanned the field looking for Palm and Tortuga, only to find herself slapped with a weird polluted sludge and fully grossed out before she really got a chance to look to hard for them.
"This is completely disgusting," she mutter, trying to get the gunk off of her and out of her hair. She sincerely hoped this was the last time she had to deal with something so ... so nasty. Palm was definitely getting read the riot act again, as soon as they were away from this place. What she wouldnt give for a shower.
She turned at laughter to see Maia standing before here. He jaw dropped and she rubbed her eyes, because that was impossible. Her sister was at home with her baby, right? Right?!?
"If you rest, you can have that shower you so desperately deserve. You've done enough Vimi, come way. Come away, now and rest."
She looked at her sister as if she'd grown a second head. Miss patrol only in pairs, miss not learning to fight is not an option, saying what amounted to ... youre good. Surely not. She shook her head and sheer disbelief and stepped back from her sister.
"You are not here ... you are not real," she muttered detemined to ignore the clear figment of her imagination born from her extreme desire for a shower. She turned and stopped dead in her tracks because before her was her brother and behind her was her sister.
Her head was on a swivle ... nope, this was not happening, though Shang was more plausible than Maia.
"Everything will be just fine Vimi, come with us and rest. You don't need to fight so hard ... you dont even want to."
Viminal looked completely offended, no she didnt want to fight, but she certainly wasn't going to walk away from Rhea, Tortuga and Palm.
"I dont know what's going on, but this isnt like either of you and you can't be here, so just go away." She tried covering her ears to block out their beckoning determined to move away from them, not to it worked very well. What was wrong with her?
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Kaori_luv rolled 1 8-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 10:32 pm
Character Name and journal link Palmrya Page of Castor
HP: 38-14-15= 9
Action: Throwing a rock
Damage/Healing/Buff Done: 6
Boss HP: ???
Their monster slinked of battered and broken to go join another one ... got dammit. How many of these things were there? He frowned and moved with the rest of the crowd toward the next monster, charging forward, onto the next battle. He was just lucky he was to bad off and his wife hopefully wasnt going to kill him in the morning.
He got a chill at the noise that came from the monster before he was coated in sludge. It was almost comical to see, sludge dripping from his skin, that was so lack in covering while he looked completely disgusted. He was so over this ... he needed to just sink into a tub and stay there for houses. He tried wiping the sludge off, but did little more than smear it down his arms.
Sighing he moved to focus, there was another monster to defeat.
"Palm, your supposed to be home, come rest.
Palmrya turned and did a double take because somehow his wife was standing before him telling him to rest. "Dove," he said terrible confused.
"This isn't possible, right? You can't be here ... nope you're home and I'm wherever I am and I need to focus. Dove I have to focus."
"You've fought hard, doesn't it sound better to come rest with me ... no more fighting ... lay me with me and rest."
Palm knew this wasn't his wife, had to be some sort of trick right, tempting as it was. "No Dove, your not here and we came to fight ... the senshi who's planet this is needs us to fight. Cant rest, not yet Dove."
He turned looking for the other's, he had to focus and maybe it would be easy if he was with someone who was actually her, not this fake version of his Dove that he had to ignore.
He frowned not spotting his family in the sea chaos of magic and attacks. The apparition spoke again, but Palm turned and growled. "STOP!"
He stooped down and grabbing the nearest rock he could find and tossed it as hard as he could toward the monster. He was heaving as he watched it soar and the apparition he said, "... stop just stop."
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 10:52 pm
Super Hamal of Talismens.Action: Hallucinating. HP: 29/75 Damage/Healing/Buff Done: Hamal had followed everyone from her bridge, followed them to the final fight, and watched as the creature seemed to absorb it's remaining parts. It was like something out of a movie, and not a good one, but this looked like some sort of horror movie you'd find in Asia.
She had stepped forward, wanting to observe the creature, but still she was hesitant and felt she was at a safe enough distance - only she was wrong. When it lashed out with it's tendril she was truck and sent sprawling to the ground. The water which soaked her was ignored, as she was coughing from the smell and breathing harsh as she tried to push herself up onto her feet. She had to help - she had to....
"My sweet daughter, how you've grown."
She knew that voice and looking up, wide eyes staring in alarm, she felt the tears gathering and stinging her eyes. "Father..." Whispering, the words brokne, she met her fathers equally dark eyes and reached for the offered hand. "You and mother left...how are you back?" She questioned, because she remembered being told her parents were dead, she remembered the screaching of car tires and the shattering of glass, she remembered hanging there from her seatbelt staring at her parents. She could hear the shattering sound even now, an echo in her mind.
"You left me...." She whispered, holding tighter to his hand.
"I'm here now my darling daughter. You have grown so much and look at you - standing so strong. But you've suffered so much." The man whispered to his daughter as he drew closer, made to hold her even.
"You can stop this, all of it, and we can return home. We can go back to Seoul, you don't need to be in danger ever again."
It all sounded so promising, even if she didn't see her mother here, she was certain her father would have mentioned if his wife wasn't going to be apart of this. But what about her cousins? She couldn't leave them - right? And what about Sachio?
But the idea of leaving this all, of returning home, it sounded so nice. To return to what she remembered and missed at times, even after all these years, she could wander the same familiar streets and duck into the same shops for food. Oh, it all soudedd so good. To rebuild what had been lost and to have her parents back.
"I like that idea father." She whispered. (interact if you want...not sure she'll notice.)
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 11:14 pm
Eternal Deep Space Selinur.HP: 58/100 Action: Talking with Alastor and for once not attacking. Damage/Healing/Buff Done: "That sounds like a plan, I'll get samples as soon as I can and bring them to you." He'd do his best to ensure they were safe, and couldn't possibly in any way contiminate this planet. He'd grab from everything he could find to take from, from plants to ground and water. He didn't know if just opening and closing a jar would work for grabbing an air sample or how to go about that. He wasn't even sure if that was sfe or considered a sample. But he'd get what he could and let the others mauvian test everything before letting Alastor onto his planet, he assumed the mauvian might just wish to joi nthe ancient senshi in exploring his homeworld.
"Looks like another monster." He spoke, thinking back to the one they'd just dealt with. This one however wasn't throwing trash at them, that would be too simple and easy, this one was whipping them with water whic sent Selinur to the ground. While picking himself up, growling softly, the blond took the time to look around and see plenty of others talking to themselves. Something was going on here and he didn't like it. They were talking to themselves and something, the chaos he assumed, was answering them.
"This isn't good...talking to yourself and it's answering - the chaos is talking to them and we can't hear it...." He didn't like that at all. How difficult would it be for the chaos to turn them into weapons against those who remained unseeing and unhearing of the voice? Rather than attacking, as Alastor had decided to do, the blond climbed up onto his feet and kept his eyes darting about taking in the others...just incase. He didn't trust this, it would be too easy to have them fighting each other.
"Alastor, how easy do you think it would be for chaos to turn us on our own?" While he was looking Selinur spied a familiar figure...one who looked like an amazon of sorts. "Koeia!" Calling out, in hopes the other would hear him, he was hoping to gain the others attention. He hadn't seen her in some time and now was a good time to work together.
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genovianprince rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2024 2:34 am
Character Name and journal link Eternal Fang of ChrysocyonHP: 59/100 Action: Attacking, second stage magic Damage/Healing/Buff Done: 10 + 7 = 17"Double Slash!" Fang snarled, lashing out with his hands, fingers curled into claws. He hated the Chaos, wanted to rip and tear it apart, wanted to shred the monster with his bare hands if he had to, bite it if he had to, every fiber of his being practically glowing with the desire to destroy the Chaos, the rage that filled him at the mere thought of it. He wanted to hunt it all down until there was nothing left. Quote: Fang swipes at his target with both hands, and two ghostly paws of a Chrysocyon with claws extended spring forth. They leave the sensation and appearance of deeper, more burning cuts, slicing into skin like a hot knife through butter. He can attack the same target twice, or two different targets, but he only has one chance to hit someone once per swipe. The effects lasts for about thirty seconds, has two uses, and has a range of fifteen feet. The magic can tear through clothes or can cause lasting damage at player discretion.
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genovianprince rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2024 2:36 am
Character Name and journal link Sailor Stribor of GentlenessHP: 5/50 Action: attacking, first stage magic Damage/Healing/Buff Done: 10 + 1 = 11"Gentle Whisper!" Quote: Stribor speaks the name of his attack and a swirl of soft wind picks up around him, spreading a soft whisper into the ears of everyone in range—a quiet urge, a soft plea, in an indistinct voice. The need to be gentle hits them with it, forcing them to pause in any violent actions they may be committing and making them hesitate to commit more. This attack lasts for 25 seconds, has a radius of eight feet, and has three uses.
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genovianprince rolled 1 8-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-8)
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2024 2:37 am
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genovianprince rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-8)
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2024 2:38 am
Character Name and journal link Dunnottar, Page of LysitheaHP: 0/50 Action: rock chuckin' Damage/Healing/Buff Done: 1Dunnottar began to doubt he'd ever help anyone else out like this again. No, no, that wasn't right, he'd started doubting long before this moment, when the bigger monster had appeared in the center. He was not a fan, no sir. Fighting the little one had been hard enough, and he was still hard pressed to even call it little—because the monsters on the bridges had certainly not been little. Only in comparison now to the monster before them could he call them little. The large monster had combined the dead bodies (or, well, he supposed they weren't quite dead, in this case, but that was even more semantic bullshit he didn't want to debate to himself in his own head) of the other four monsters from the bridges and towered above them. He would likely never help anyone like this again, but... The thought of taking down this monster thrilled him. More than he wanted to admit. To face such a great and terrible foe, and then live to tell the tale? Perhaps to nobody in his life as Shulang rather than Dunnottar, but it wasn't like he was close to anyone as Shulang, anyway. Or as Dunnottar. ...Ah. So there would be no one to tell the tale to. Then perhaps there was in fact little point in ever doing something like this again. No. he shouldn't think that way, in terms of glory and... He swallowed hard, blinking even harder. Those were evil sorts of thoughts. Thoughts he didn't want to have. He wasn't some glory-seeking—some kind of attention-seeking moron. Defeating a big monster should be a point of pride, yes, but it was also a test of one's abilities. He didn't like that dark turn his thoughts had taken. Taking down something like this wasn't for someone who thought only of pride and glory and attention. It should be because Chaos was evil, it poisoned the universe, and it needed to be cleaned up. That was all that mattered. The tentacle sprung up and spat the filthy water, forcing Dunnottar to duck and cover his face so nothing splashed in his eyes, nose, or mouth. The last thing he needed was to get a completely foreign disease or something like that in his body—would it even be treatable with any kind of Earth medicine, or would he need to beg Daedalus for something? Once he was safe for a moment, he threw a rock as hard as he could, wishing he could do more.
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