tile run - group 3

[soulping]

( circumstances have conspired to separate those who went into the maze, splitting them into three groups, with each group taking one fork in the road.

a wisp of light guides them forward, gleefully bobbing up and down, slowing down just enough so it doesn't lose those following it, then speeding off around the next corner as soon as they start to catch up. )

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[cottoncandyface]

[ That buttons is tempting, stepping closer to it. ]

[farkle]

[ why are buttons calling to me. i'm smarter than a button okay. grabs iris' hand to keep her there :c ]

[soulping]

( Before you can press the button a voice behind you interrupts you: )

It’s terribly rude to show up announced, isn’t it?

[cottoncandyface]

[ Squeezes Regulus' hand. ] Oh no.

[farkle]

[ it's okay. '^' he will try to squeeze her hand back comfortingly. ]

[hunting]

[Snarling]

[farkle]

[ ... ]

Would you have sent us invitations?

[unguilded]

...

[He can't help the chill that runs up his spine as he turns around.

But he takes a step back, heel hovering over the button.]

I think that should be Henwen's line, don't you?

[ladychapels]

[ a breath before the Nyssa's voice fills the vault, Wolfwood stills. her hand, outstretched, not towards the button, but the money.

...

spins and fires ]

[feytality]

Well, it's pretty rude to send thugs after people!

[she's not scared!!!!]

[not at all]

ENCOUNTER !!

[soulping]

( an animatronic version of the casino’s cutesified mascot, displaying a giant 3 on the front of her dress, blocks your exit from the room. even if you manage to press the button--you’ll have to get past her in order to get out. there's something dead and cold about those eyes, something too wide about that smile, as her animatronic jaw clicks open and emits that tinny simulacrum of its likeness’s laughter.

the bullet pierces through her chest. she doesn't seem to notice. )

Don’t worry, my doves. I will forgive you.

( she advances, one foot before the other, something too smooth about her pace to be anything but inorganic. on one crooked elbow dangles an innocuous picnic basket. from her opposite hip hangs a coiled, silver rope. )

Once I’ve put you all into a cage, where good little birds belong…

PLAYER REACTION

[soulping]

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[cihuatlatoani]

[Oh no. Hell no. You know what? Montage still has that meat. She's gonna turn around and throw it at Nyssa's face. And if it hits, she's using her fire spell to light it on fire.]

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[hunting]

[Well, someone has those cleaning supplies, which he is snapping over his knee to make some very pointy sticks.]

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[feytality]

[okay but what the hell]

[THROWS CHIPS AT HER]

W-What the heck---!

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[ladychapels]

[ how much more it would envy... your luxurious cage.

pulls the trigger again. ]

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[unguilded]

[Oh.

Well then. Change of plan, since that thing is starting to advance.

He opts to spread out a little, enough to give some room between Montage, Caracal And Lyncis, by hopping a few feet to the side, on the side of the basket to lance his sword out and try and hit that arm holding it.

Also, those cage references hit a little too close to home.]

No thanks--!

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[cottoncandyface]

[ Clings onto Regulus ]

What exactly--

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[farkle]

[ Look, someone here doesn't have the immediate response of 'attack' but to observe so instead he's moving to stand a bit back trying to keep Iris behind him. Since everyone else can seem to kinda hold their own her :u ]

Birds actually like to be free.

[It's about all he's got rn.]

BOSS ACTION

[soulping]

( "nyssa" reaches into her basket and pulls out THREE shining glass apples which seem to shine with a strange, shifting inner light and defecting previous attacks. the meat flops sadly to the floor. )

Let’s not let one bad apple spoil the whole bunch, shall we?

( she then throws all three of them—targeting caracal, iris, and lyncis! they explode in a cloud of blue smoke and glitter—and those parties hit will find themselves temporarily BLINDED for the duration of round one. )

And don’t think I’ve forgotten you, either, my dears.

( her hand dips into the basket a second time, and when it comes out, her hands are full of bright, blue rose petals—which she casts at the remaining party members. those people hit will find themselves in an EMPATHY BOND with another party (exclusive to anyone they might already be empathy-bonded with currently) for the duration of the battle. )

[ All players please RNG 1 or 2 to determine whether or not the blows and side effects land; 1 for hit, 2 for miss. Those hit with the empathy bond may determine who amongst the other characters they wish to be empathy bonded to (it is a one-way bond, unless both characters were hit, in which case please feel free to go wild.) ]

PLAYER REACTION

[soulping]

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[cihuatlatoani]

[Fortunately, the petals miss Montage!]

Hasn't anybody told Nyssa that it is not right to waste food?

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[ladychapels]

[ glint of glass, flashbang— arm comes up too late, black. and unlike before, unlike what she remembers, she doesn't feel steady on her feet, there's no primal instinct to guide her. she lets out a very heartfelt curse. ]

Shit—

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[unguilded]

[The blue doesn't turn him off as quickly as red-- so it takes him a moment to really realize what's bring thrown at them. And only when that realization occurs does he flinch back almost instinctively, like the reflex is burned into his soul, just barely a moment in time to narrowly avoid their touch.]

Of course... [He mutters, disgusted.]

PLAYER ACTION

[soulping]