Fighting, just keep fighting, use the heals and the defense, fight on… it was becoming so… repetitive, tedious. But what more was there that he could do? He could heal better than he fought true, but then what?
What if he died here, would he literally die? He brandished the giant needle again, he thought at least one of his teachers might be proud of the kind of thing he was using, though it seemed rather a creepy weapon to him.
Stabbing things with a toxic looking green ichor that seemed to be just as useful to heal people, as it was to harm them. He wondered if anything like it existed outside the boundaries of this nightmare landscape.
All the trees, all the creatures that had been ‘glitches’ before, what if they had been like him, like the others whom existed in this realm? He shook his head trying to chase away the thought. If they were all to be reconfigured or other stranger things, repurposed, recreated, what if they had been teams whom had lost this battle. If they won against their queen, if they did more or fought better what if they were condemning everyone on the other side of this arbitrary battle to death or.. Whatever you could call it to be turned into a glitching static sounding something that was doomed to repeat itself, or do terrible massive amounts of damage at some unexpected moment.
Worse, what if the NPC’s here were actually, once upon a time other people like them. What if they were just part of the same terrible nightmare and hadn’t done whatever was needed to be done to keep them as ‘players with some sense of self-direction? What if they had stayed lost in the dark spaces of the nightmare, never finding their card, which would in turn become a weapon?
He wasn’t sure if it made him angry or not. But it didn’t make him happy. It made him wonder if they, in all of this might be able to free whatever actual people remained, weather they were trapped or glitching or even if they were –trees-.
Likely it was the most useless thought that he could ever have had but there it was.
Stab again with the needle and try to drive away the thoughts and the doubts. The bosses had at least seemed to re-spawn. But it didn’t mean at all that, if there was a chance they had ever been
The question came down to this, where, in all his priorities could he place himself, vs. people who may or may not have a chance to fight for themselves. If he didn’t win, then… would there be any chance at all?
There were so many questions that he had that there were no way to find an answer to. He couldn’t say for certain one way or the other because there was no one here who could, or would honestly answer them.
Well, Alice might have more happily reported on the success of the replacements but, you couldn’t be sure regardless of her honesty.
Her copy seemed to be tiring out some as was evident by the weaker swing with which she took at the Red Queen and SugarPuss willed it to back up for now. There would be time for another round later.
OOC: My Deck
gaia_crown[ SugarPuss Replica's STATS ]
HP: 19 BOSS HP REMAINING: ? ATTACK: 3 (+3 from Otokoyo Mad March Hare) = 6 (halved from Empress card effect, Turn 2/3) = 3 ATTACK TARGET: Boss DEFENSE SELF: 4 (halved from Empress card effect, Turn 2/3) = 2 DEFENSE TARGET: 0 HEALS SELF: 0 HEALS TARGET: 0 LUCK MULTIPLIER: 1 on none
She was one of the pair from the story, the story Alice had told them. She was the one who was caged deep underground... this was the same entity who had asked him all those questions. Why? Why ask? What would that knowledge gain her?
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MY CARDS:
gaia_crown[ DC'S STATS ]
HP: 35/40 BOSS HP REMAINING: ATTACK: 6 ATTACK TARGET: Boss DEFENSE SELF: DEFENSE TARGET: HEALS SELF: +5 (Minipet) HEALS TARGET: LUCK MULTIPLIER:
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My character's username: DreamCatcher (DC for Short) My character's level: 38 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: Light Brown skin, Medium Length Black hair, Bright Blue eyes. A pair of Matching black bunny ears on his head. His outfit is mostly a coat, which is a light blue with black fuzzy trim. Gold buttons, black pants and blue shoes. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
He continued to attack, pulling card after card, feeling odd attacking as a giant group like this. Normally it was small groups of 5, max. THis was like a mass mauling...
But they needed to get home.
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MY CARDS:
gaia_crown[ DC'S STATS ]
HP: 33/40 BOSS HP REMAINING: ATTACK: 6 ATTACK TARGET: Boss DEFENSE SELF: DEFENSE TARGET: HEALS SELF: +5 (Minipet) HEALS TARGET: LUCK MULTIPLIER:
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My character's username: DreamCatcher (DC for Short) My character's level: 38 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: Light Brown skin, Medium Length Black hair, Bright Blue eyes. A pair of Matching black bunny ears on his head. His outfit is mostly a coat, which is a light blue with black fuzzy trim. Gold buttons, black pants and blue shoes. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
The cards he pulled this time were not the best, but at least along with his mini he was keeping himself healed.
he wondered if he knew anyone in the crowd...
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MY CARDS:
gaia_crown[ DC'S STATS ]
HP: 32/40 BOSS HP REMAINING: ATTACK: 2 ATTACK TARGET: Boss DEFENSE SELF: DEFENSE TARGET: HEALS SELF: 4+5 (Minipet) HEALS TARGET: LUCK MULTIPLIER:
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My character's username: DreamCatcher (DC for Short) My character's level: 38 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: Light Brown skin, Medium Length Black hair, Bright Blue eyes. A pair of Matching black bunny ears on his head. His outfit is mostly a coat, which is a light blue with black fuzzy trim. Gold buttons, black pants and blue shoes. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
He had the worst luck it seemed, but every move counted towards the total.
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MY CARDS:
gaia_crown[ DC'S STATS ]
HP: 32/40 (No DMG this Round due to Judgement Effect) BOSS HP REMAINING: ATTACK: ATTACK TARGET: Boss DEFENSE SELF: DEFENSE TARGET: HEALS SELF: 3+5 (Minipet) HEALS TARGET: LUCK MULTIPLIER:
OOC
My character's username: DreamCatcher (DC for Short) My character's level: 38 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: Light Brown skin, Medium Length Black hair, Bright Blue eyes. A pair of Matching black bunny ears on his head. His outfit is mostly a coat, which is a light blue with black fuzzy trim. Gold buttons, black pants and blue shoes. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
This was it. The finale boss fight. The red queen had been released, and it was time to see just how far she had come in this fight. She needed to do her best for the white side, make her commander proud and help them win!
But what happened instead was she rolled a bunch of heal/defense ******** THIS SHIIITTTTT!"
She might have to work on her deck more
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MY CARDS:
[ My Main Starter Deck ]:
gaia_crown[ Jack_Blue's STATS ]
HP: 30 BOSS HP REMAINING: ATTACK: 0 ( +3 Otokyo Mad March Hare) = 3 ATTACK TARGET: Boss DEFENSE SELF: 4 DEFENSE TARGET: - HEALS SELF: 10 HEALS TARGET: - LUCK MULTIPLIER: -
It was faint at first, but he was close enough for him to recognize him. DC, just pulling his cards, knew what he wanted to do with one of them.
"Land!" He said, tossing the 10th card ability at the familiar face. He couldn't use it anymore, at least he could help someone else who could.
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MY CARDS:
gaia_crown[ DC'S STATS ]
HP: 38/40 BOSS HP REMAINING: ATTACK: ATTACK TARGET: Boss DEFENSE SELF: DEFENSE TARGET: HEALS SELF: 6+5 (Minipet) HEALS TARGET: LUCK MULTIPLIER:
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My character's username: DreamCatcher (DC for Short) My character's level: 38 Character's HP: 40/40 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: Light Brown skin, Medium Length Black hair, Bright Blue eyes. A pair of Matching black bunny ears on his head. His outfit is mostly a coat, which is a light blue with black fuzzy trim. Gold buttons, black pants and blue shoes. Character journal:[ Battle Entry Log ]
Skye Starrfyre
Tossing his 10th card ability at you. The Queens Damage wont hit Arland next time you roll!
For all that this was really truly frustrating, he rather wished that parts of wonderland were real. The idea of a strange new place that wasn’t trying to turn you into a puppet was in its own way exciting and new.
The fact that it currently existed as a world who was run by an AI, directed by parties entirely unknown who preferred the idea of replacing everyone whom had been ‘chosen’ (had they been chosen or was it more chance that brought them here? Yet more questions!)
If they had been chosen, why someone like him? He had no real influence; he hadn’t even been at school for a rather extended period of time. He wasn’t even at his prime for potential personal power. He couldn’t answer for the others though, even if he himself wasn’t particularly useful, or well known. He might be part of a sort of smoke screen to help hide the actual intended targets for the strange events.
There were other thoughts though that made an unpleasant lurch into his mind. The first and foremost of them was of course, what if it’s a test run. If it were a test runs then they might have chosen a wide variety of targets, diversity would prove exceptionally useful to be sure because then you’d be able to tell if someone, or some species wasn’t particularly affected by however they had managed to pull this off.
If it was a trail run, then it could happen again. There was no guarantee, even if they succeeded that they wouldn’t be returned to this world the same way they had found themselves here. If they were returned here, after having done what seemed more and more likely to have been a ‘test run’ than then probability was that they would be, at that time…replaced.
Or, potentially they would have found a way to replace them in the ‘real’ world, which was even scarier. HE wasn’t at all sure if such a thing could ever happen, but it was pretty clear since they were –puppets- that their actual bodies weren’t here, but their minds were. What if, so long as their minds were here, they found a way to put an artificial mind in their place?
The thought was sufficiently chilling that he almost stopped attacking right then and there.
But even with all these horrible thoughts he had no idea what the actual goal was? Why would you want complacent Quetzalcoatl? If it wasn’t him, if he was just a trail than who did they want, and what did they want them for? To what end would anyone do this? Some odd and ultimate goal of world perfection, which would in truth mean that they were under some greater control for the people who were making all of this happen?
Not a happy thought, not in the least. But he wasn’t sure there was anything he could do about it? If he got back to the real world, if Remi wasn’t here… then he had quite a lot of questions to ask.
To fight the queen like this, and recall the fury she had felt when talking to her in that cell was exhilarating. There was no fear to be had, for she was surrounded by all other plays, and this was turning out to be a awesome epic battle!
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MY CARDS:
[ My Main Starter Deck ]:
gaia_crown[ Jack_Blue's STATS ]
HP: 10 BOSS HP REMAINING: ATTACK: 22 ( x 2 ability) = 44 ( +3 Otokyo Mad March Hare) = 47 ATTACK TARGET: Boss DEFENSE SELF: - DEFENSE TARGET: - HEALS SELF: - HEALS TARGET: - LUCK MULTIPLIER: -
He'd heard the fighting and Willard was not going to be left out. He rushed into the fray, finding a mass of people and one really angry queen. He pulled out his deck. It was time to rock and roll.
Willard's Deck
[ My Main Starter Deck ]:
MY STATS
My character's username: Willard My character's level: 26 Character's HP: 35 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Herald Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: Basile is a short 4'11 and sickly. He seems to be suffering from a constant cold and has dark eyes. He gives an air of being suspicious. Character journal:LINK
ANY PERSON I AM RPING WITH I WILL QUOTE LIKE THIS
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MY CARDS:
[IMAGE OF CARD HERE RANK 1 ] [IMAGE OF CARD HERE RANK 2] [IMAGE OF CAR HERE RANK 3 ] ETC
gaia_crown[ WILLARD'S STATS ]
HP: 35 BOSS HP REMAINING: --- ATTACK: 15 ATTACK TARGET: Boss DEFENSE SELF: 0 DEFENSE TARGET: 0 HEALS SELF: 0 HEALS TARGET: 0 LUCK MULTIPLIER: 3 on roll2
