[ if you will not assimilate, if you will not become part of the whole, then you must die. like a virus, like a foreign pathogen, you must be expelled.
everyone's physical damage gets buffed as hell by charles. enjoy the surge of strength that suddenly fills you all. a great start. you'll notice with the combination of the fire from the torch being thrown and the holy light, the beast does not like that, though the torch is at least snuffable for it - the way it oozes over the top of it and it smothers the flame completely. annoying! however, the holy light is not something it can smother, and it shrieks and rises up to try and curl back.
the holy light burns its flesh - and the scent of charred rotting meat fills the room. this does stun it enough with the surprise of how it suddenly burst forth at the behest of that little twinky priest. the pick makes landfall in arm number 2, pinning it to the ground for the moment and as it's distracted shoma can hit one of its eyes...
though a face from its body just slides upwards towards its face..... and takes the place of the whole eye.
and it lashes out in turn for a tentacle attack, though some of the tentacles on shoma's side are swarming to remove the pick with a snarl. this thing is powerful, but it's meant to stay underground for a reason. things that hide... are both dangerous, but fragile. and you guys happen to have the power of god and anime on your sides. that and charles and keith are playing at being annoying flies, hitting its arms and keeping them all busy for the time being. it's a good tactic.
however. it launches tentacles everywhere with a tentacle attack, trying to grasp you by the limb or torso to draw you in to slam you to the ground, delivering some nasty bludgeoning damage and slamming you into the soft earthy, meaty ground... you can roll to avoid a tentacle bash (dc 15, add dex, shoma you have advantage because it's removing the pick from its paw.) ]
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well. 18+1 is a 19 so i guess he manages to dodge out of the way of getting tentacle bashed, and casts another holy light right in this thing's face. eat shit ]
[i don't remember dex bonuses i think it was like +3 with charles's dex? but either way i got a 9 so i don't think he passes
he is getting slammed to the ground! at least he's not falling into a hole this time. as he takes a moment to reorient himself, though, he fires a bolt of lightning in the monster's direction from the ground.]
[ first of all, gross! gross, gross, gross!!!! he is going to become a vegetarian after this, swear to god.
but the light's a good sign, and he's grateful for the way the fire and the holy light banish the creature for a few moments and the holy light burns its flesh. the pick drives into the arm to stall and he takes out an eye. granted, he immediately yells out in surprise when it's replaced by a whole face.
bad. badbadbad.
the tentacles lash out and with his nat 20 and also advantage i guess, jesus, he's able to dodge them. the immediate response is to shoot it again, aiming directly for the meat of the arm itself to try and render that useless. and he's darting ahead to grab a shovel to attempt cleaving down on another tentacle that's going for whoever's about to get their shit wrecked. he's fine? adrenaline's helping. this is the best he can do, and he's 100% not paying attention to the fact he only has one shot left of his plasma gun. but i am. ]
[ oh. bad. 5+4 is a 9, so he does not pass, even with his high dex. rip.
the tentacle wraps around him, picking him and and slamming him right back down. his grip on the plasma blade gets completely fcked, as his bad shoulder gets wacked. goodbye. his head already hurts, what's some more!! turns out you can concuss what's already concussed!! wow!!
with the fuzziness in his head, from the bashing, and the glitching of his vision... he sure does make an attempt to stab the tentacle with his marmora blade. LET GO BINCH!! ]
[ LET THERE BE MORE LIGHT! FUCK OFFFFF! and indeed the creature singes once more, releasing that foul, disgusting smell. the lightning strike hits the creature and with that combined, some of its tentacles slither downwards to dip into one of the strange, blood fountains, the red fluid snaking up its tentacles and starting to restore some of the area that has been kissed by the holy light.
it does let go of charles (WHY'S IT SPICY!?), but then moves with the arm 3 (black claw) to rake over the source of the holy light attack again! temenos (dc 16), it's hand is covered in black motes, and there's a sickliness from it that tells you without missing a beat that this is a diseased-looking limb... so diseased, it's festering.
it doesn't let go of keith just yet, even as he stabs with his knife, though it does shriek in annoyance. however shoma, your shovel finds purchase in one of the tentacles holding keith, which is actually pretty great. not before the slam that has keith getting a concussion sandwich, but at least the creature isn't going to be fucking picking him up for the time being as you sever enough tentacles for the gelatinous texture to sag and tear from his weight. you're free!
(there's a crashing sound and it seems like io is grabbing a pick from the ground and just. bashing into one of the restorative fountains on the other side after seeing that. fuck that noise.)
it takes a chance with its now freed arm 2 (sharp claws) and reaches for a razor sharp raking attack at shoma because of his nat 20 (dc 16).
and it sweeps with arm 1 (muscular arm) to snatch up one of your swordsmen now - charles and keith (dc 13 because it's big and slow). ]
[ every one of my tags is going to end up being (blasts you with holy light) but that is truly just what's happening here. spams the 6 SP holy light button.
alas, this time, temenos doesn't get to aim at the head. because the big gross flesh limb slashes at him and with a seven, he will not be dodging that! so while he's getting his shit rocked, he fires off the holy light spell directly at the hand instead so he can at least counter whatever awful disease he's about to get hit with. or maybe just explode the hand into a thousand pieces. that'd be nice. ]
[ okay well. sorry keith, he tried! he really did try but there was no stopping the tentacle slamming you into the ground. but it's fine. the tentacle's slayed and he has no idea what io is doing and he's not paying attention to anything else because there are claws swiping at him which is not promising! but he has a 14 so he's trying to dodge and fire off his last bullet at the hand, hoping to blow a hole through it to make it stop swiping. ]
[ you're going to feel it... all of you now. the steady hunger, the steady thirst, the steady ache of your tired bones. this place... it's so heavy, it's like the weight of the world is resting right here on its axis. ]
Take my kiss.
[ temenos blasts holy light beacon and gets a raging fever for his hard work, damn! this fever... is the kind that you feel acutely in your body, every crevice, every corner. there's a fire inside of you, and it's not the Flame by any means. it's eating you alive from within. arm 3 is looking much more dark, however, thanks to the blasting. it's fingers are twitching, burnt, because damn THEY DIDN'T ORDER EXTRA HOTS.
the good news is once again... the holy light spells are acting like shotgun slugs, and the beast can't heal forever... one of its wells is dry. one of its wells is destroyed. around the room? there are several poised and full and still ready.
arm 1 bodyslams both keith and charles in one giant fist, their bones colliding together and probably not helping with the pain as they are crushed together by the muscular hand, driving them into the ground. detritus flies up and falls, a mess of picks and shovels, splinters of thick bones - arm bones and leg bones like a rain of sharp projectiles.
one of these projectiles... sinks into charles' chest as it rains down, not dead center, but oh that fucking hurts doesn't it? keith stabs at the grasping appendage and the tentacles surging around it. it manages to let go but it forms a fist and tries to crush you, keith (dc 15, with gravity on its side, heavy and ponderous.)
the arm 2 aiming for shoma claws at him, raking fast from his face, down to his chest, raking downwards with sharpened bone cresting bone, trying to dig, spill blood. it's hungry, and the bone absorbs... what blood it takes, but then a rogue pick gets yeeted into the bony hand with a shout from io's direction because fuck that noise! shoma, your eye... your eye is really fucked up right now. more so than before.
it goes for another fountain, attempting to heal some more holy light damage. ugh. gotta chug the juice blood. ]
unpleasant! but fighting with side effects is again, not weird. the hunger and the thirst and the heaviness are not fun, nor is the heat, but. i have no idea if the fountains/wells are anywhere nearby, but two can probably play at the sp regain game? maybe? temenos is starting to run kind of low on sp.
sorry buddy he's really not interested in your std kissing disease. i guess if there's a fountain or well, kind of nearby, instead of casting this turn, temenos is hurrying towards it and the second he's close enough, swings his staff like a holy baseball bat at the closest and nearest of the fountains to, checks my octopath notes, unleash a staff attack on a single foe 2 times, and steal SP equivalent to 10% of the damage dealt.
i realize charles just got skewered but im a healer, but, etc ]
[hello why is this monster trying to noncon smooches on them? were tongue punches not enough?
charles lets out a hiss of pain when he feels a bone snap, though thankfully not his sword arm—but frankly it's soon forgotten after being slammed into the ground again!! why!!! and then, you know, a bone stabs him. fucking ow.]
Ugh—crap.
[maybe a somewhat underwhelming response to a bone sticking out of his chest but he is really trying to cope here. ow. ow. but since not recovering immediately went badly for him last time, charles lets adrenaline take over as he rises to his feet as fast as he can. hopefully keith can do the same help him DON'T GET CRUSHED KEITH
he kind of stares at this bone for a moment, blearily wondering if he should yank it out and then use his heal gun on himself so he doesn't bleed out, or just. leave it in as a later problem. maybe he will leave it in for now. maybe someone else will need the heal gun more? thinking is so hard in this moment?
but this bone is making the idea of fighting proper very hard right now so rather than jump back into the fray with his sword, he will do his best to simply go and grab another torch to throw at this monster before going to break a fountain.]
[ despite the effects on his body, giving up would absolutely be a worse option, he thinks. everything hurts and it's hard to focus. it's hard to track what everyone else in the room is doing with the lights and the bones and the sound of crackling and breaking.
granted, his new focus is this fucking claw that immediately swipes over his face and down his chest. if it's blood you want, it's blood you're getting apparently because OW??? the claw rakes over his eye completely in a downward swipe to render it essentially useless, thick lines bursting over it and his front as blood seeps outward and shoma tries to aim and fire off another bullet.
this is about the time he realizes he's out. shit. fuck. shit.
whatever!!! he still has a single eye, two legs, and spite so he's bolting, following the lead of the others and grabbing a spare shovel to start beating the shit out of a different fountain. no!! stop healing bitch!!! ]
[ keith really doesn't want to kiss this slimy nightmare monster. sorry, not sorry.
ya know. getting slammed to the ground hurts, but getting smashed into charles hurts even more, somehow. the sound of both their bones crunching is disgusting, good thing he has decent constitution.
back into the ground he goes. covered in all kinds of nasty now. his right arm is completely useless now, just dangling. and as he lay there, his other hand coming over to hold it. HERE THE MONSTER COMES WITH A METAL CHAIR (no).
even at disadvantage he got a 17 with a +4 to dex, so. i guess he's fine.
spite fills him and even charles' meta encouragement. his eyes flash yellow and his teeth look a little sharper than usual?? as he rolls out of the way and let's out a roar of some kind.
he's back up on his feet and just picks a stray pick and yeets it at it's eye. (i can roll for it if you want)
whatever tentacle is reaching for a fountain, he's running and stabbing it. trying to give the others some more time to destroy said fountains!! ]
[ just a little fever. as you take a crack at the fountain, absorbing some of the latent energy within this pool of viscous liquid. it does... feel like you've gained some kind of sp from this, and the ire of the creature once more. it's going to stab temenos into the ground like a cocktail weenie, two spear-like fingers stabbing sharply into his leg, digging into meat and muscle and bone with a shriek. arm 2's spindly fingers launch themselves downwards with a vengeance, attempting to cage him because he has stolen. but that churning, furious bloody energy brought from absorbing from the fountain... it's got meat.
keith rolls out of the way of the fist as it smashes down, quaking the earth beneath him as he just barely misses. his shoulder crunches and yeah. that's his arm just absolutely down for the count. glad he's an ambidexter. he yeets the pick and the creature snarls as it sinks into its face, embedded into its skull, but... not killing it. it's just there. terrifyingly dug in as ichory black blood dribbles down from the center, staining its teeth as its jaws open wide.
charles stop thinking, you get shot for a minor heal. there are just enough for the lot of you to take on. it won't exactly heal being pierced by a splintered bone, but it will... help a bit with some of the blood loss. running around with it still like this will. probably make it worse later. but for now? for now it's tolerable.
you all are just attacking these fountains, which is pretty excellent for you and not for it. arm 3 seems to be continuing to spasm, black motes leaving it as the fingers twitch like a spider on its back, it's still unhealed because the holy light really fucked its shit up. it's lying, a useless arm on the ground. the tentacles spasm and slap surging to steal in greedily for the liquid like starving beasts fighting for the watering hole. they squish and they wiggle against you, and as you try to beat these fountains into dust, it almost seems like it's maybe starting to panic.
it tries to sweep a shuddering arm 1 around those destroying the fountains... dc 14. it's trembling. ]
[ well. i rolled a 3 while shoma's busy trying to break the fountain and smash these tentacles that're surging ahead to keep them away, so goodbye i suppose.
also, this sudden black blood on its face and staining it's very flat teeth is horrifying, thanks. ]
however i uh. rolled a 5. so. that's probably not going to go well for him.
taking a turn off from holy light casting was unfortunately a catastrophically bad idea. with the second hand bearing down on him temenos summons up a bigger spell - luminescence, an AOE light spell. it's double the cost, but if they die before he can get to healing, whatever he has left isn't going to matter. maybe he can get both arms at once since they are both trying to squash him like a bug. ]
well. guess while it's distracted with trying to kill the other three, he's just picking more sharp things up and YEETING them at it's face. just any vulnerable spot on it's giant body. ]
[ literally me outloud like "well that's great, dice." jostles your bone, jostles your bone, jostles your bone. shoma and charles are bludgeoned and land in a pile together. their fountains are crumbling however, the beast having smashed its own careless mitt into them! but as it turns towards the remainder that have not been knocked away, it turns its back to you... slowly oozing downwards, tentacles snapping less frantically now. this thing is expending too much energy now. you're not the only things that wither in this wretched autumn season here on this wretch wretched planet, after all.
luminescence shines brightly, like a firefly clutched in a child's hand, and the creature SCREEEEEEEEES with an awful wail, a cacophonous noise of thousands suffering under the weight of its meat. its fingers rip outwards in shock from the burn, from his leg. to the point where it actually just
takes it. that's its leg right now... actually. but the hand? the hand shrivels back, and as it races for the fountain you just stole sp from it... it doesn't heal. you really did just cuck it. but at what cost?
keith calls it ugly and frankly how very fucking dare you. it doesn't. keith's top energy is too much for it. he is just hucking sharp shit at this thing while two pistol blasts fire into this thing's ugly mug too. its head snaps back angrily, arm 1 flailing around and proceeding to just
start to melt, the muscle, the fat, the bone... melting down in large splashes of organic material.
[ow! charles is getting very tired of this blunt force trauma. momentarily, he loses his grip on his sword as it lands a foot or so away from him. wincing as he detangles himself from shoma, he reaches up to touch where his head is bleeding right now, but. he'll take care of that later.
temenos sure loses a leg, and while unfortunately the monster is now claiming possession of leggie, charles will take this moment to take out his heal gun and shoot temenos with it. don't die?
with his other, more mangled arm, he holds out a hand to blast lightning at the monster again. PLEASE DIE ALREADY.]
[ okay, well, there's a pained, sharp noise from the other side of the room of the bludgeoning duo, a gritted, cut off yell, but the good news is it does not skewer his brain into the floor. his angelic cherub baby face remains unharmed also which is less relevant.
there's no time for anything but adrenaline at this point. so! he logically knows he needs to heal so he doesn't bleed to death and charles saves the day with the heal gun!!!!! thank you charles!!!! but that thing is so fucking close to death that he just casts another holy light spell. bp x 4, with as much juice as he can put into it, aiming in the general direction of the monster. he'd divine effulgence if he wasn't entirely sure they could all just fucking die and he kind of needs the last of his magic juice.
[ you know at this rate he's. too tired to scream. he lands in a pile on the ground with charles, slammed into the dirt and there's a pitiful whine as he tries to crawl away and sit up. charles is busy healing temenos and shoma's remaining eye is rapidly blinking away dust and blood from the sudden cut he's accumulated from hitting the floor but he has enough vision left to assess the situation.
he doesn't have magic and his gun's out of bullets, but he does still have a shovel which means those tentacles are still trying to move and he just swings to cleave down on the fucking things. ]
[ can't believe keith casted vicious mockery and landed a critical hit. bard keith real.... terrifying.
he stops for a moment, looking towards the source of the pistol blasts. thank god for their cow. :amen: and it's then that he sees temenos just whole ass missing a leg now. fuck. fuck. fuck.
a glance at charles and shoma... how are they fairing. they're all beat to shit. keith's bum arm hanging uselessly, his good eye having trouble focusing, which... once the rumbling starts he really can't focus. ]
I have a bad feeling about this-!
[ famous last words, i'm sure. not that this stops him from throwing one last sharp thing at the melting goo. STAY DEAD GDI. ]
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everyone's physical damage gets buffed as hell by charles. enjoy the surge of strength that suddenly fills you all. a great start. you'll notice with the combination of the fire from the torch being thrown and the holy light, the beast does not like that, though the torch is at least snuffable for it - the way it oozes over the top of it and it smothers the flame completely. annoying! however, the holy light is not something it can smother, and it shrieks and rises up to try and curl back.
the holy light burns its flesh - and the scent of charred rotting meat fills the room. this does stun it enough with the surprise of how it suddenly burst forth at the behest of that little twinky priest. the pick makes landfall in arm number 2, pinning it to the ground for the moment and as it's distracted shoma can hit one of its eyes...
though a face from its body just slides upwards towards its face..... and takes the place of the whole eye.
and it lashes out in turn for a tentacle attack, though some of the tentacles on shoma's side are swarming to remove the pick with a snarl. this thing is powerful, but it's meant to stay underground for a reason. things that hide... are both dangerous, but fragile. and you guys happen to have the power of god and anime on your sides. that and charles and keith are playing at being annoying flies, hitting its arms and keeping them all busy for the time being. it's a good tactic.
however. it launches tentacles everywhere with a tentacle attack, trying to grasp you by the limb or torso to draw you in to slam you to the ground, delivering some nasty bludgeoning damage and slamming you into the soft earthy, meaty ground... you can roll to avoid a tentacle bash (dc 15, add dex, shoma you have advantage because it's removing the pick from its paw.) ]
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well. 18+1 is a 19 so i guess he manages to dodge out of the way of getting tentacle bashed, and casts another holy light right in this thing's face. eat shit ]
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he is getting slammed to the ground! at least he's not falling into a hole this time. as he takes a moment to reorient himself, though, he fires a bolt of lightning in the monster's direction from the ground.]
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but the light's a good sign, and he's grateful for the way the fire and the holy light banish the creature for a few moments and the holy light burns its flesh. the pick drives into the arm to stall and he takes out an eye. granted, he immediately yells out in surprise when it's replaced by a whole face.
bad. badbadbad.
the tentacles lash out and with his nat 20 and also advantage i guess, jesus, he's able to dodge them. the immediate response is to shoot it again, aiming directly for the meat of the arm itself to try and render that useless. and he's darting ahead to grab a shovel to attempt cleaving down on another tentacle that's going for whoever's about to get their shit wrecked. he's fine? adrenaline's helping. this is the best he can do, and he's 100% not paying attention to the fact he only has one shot left of his plasma gun. but i am. ]
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the tentacle wraps around him, picking him and and slamming him right back down. his grip on the plasma blade gets completely fcked, as his bad shoulder gets wacked. goodbye. his head already hurts, what's some more!! turns out you can concuss what's already concussed!! wow!!
with the fuzziness in his head, from the bashing, and the glitching of his vision... he sure does make an attempt to stab the tentacle with his marmora blade. LET GO BINCH!! ]
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it does let go of charles (WHY'S IT SPICY!?), but then moves with the arm 3 (black claw) to rake over the source of the holy light attack again! temenos (dc 16), it's hand is covered in black motes, and there's a sickliness from it that tells you without missing a beat that this is a diseased-looking limb... so diseased, it's festering.
it doesn't let go of keith just yet, even as he stabs with his knife, though it does shriek in annoyance. however shoma, your shovel finds purchase in one of the tentacles holding keith, which is actually pretty great. not before the slam that has keith getting a concussion sandwich, but at least the creature isn't going to be fucking picking him up for the time being as you sever enough tentacles for the gelatinous texture to sag and tear from his weight. you're free!
(there's a crashing sound and it seems like io is grabbing a pick from the ground and just. bashing into one of the restorative fountains on the other side after seeing that. fuck that noise.)
it takes a chance with its now freed arm 2 (sharp claws) and reaches for a razor sharp raking attack at shoma because of his nat 20 (dc 16).
and it sweeps with arm 1 (muscular arm) to snatch up one of your swordsmen now - charles and keith (dc 13 because it's big and slow). ]
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alas, this time, temenos doesn't get to aim at the head. because the big gross flesh limb slashes at him and with a seven, he will not be dodging that! so while he's getting his shit rocked, he fires off the holy light spell directly at the hand instead so he can at least counter whatever awful disease he's about to get hit with. or maybe just explode the hand into a thousand pieces. that'd be nice. ]
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I GUESS CHARLES WAS UNFORTUNATELY STILL REGAINING HIS BEARINGS FROM BEING SLAMMED BECAUSE I ROLLED A 1
but if he's snatched he will at least try to stab this arm with his sword damn it]
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4+4 is 8 baby so... get rekt idiot.
he can feel his right arm just one bash away from snapping completely. there's a strangled noise he makes as he's rag dolled.
going to just try and slash at the tentacle again, with his knife. ]
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Take my kiss.
[ temenos blasts holy light beacon and gets a raging fever for his hard work, damn! this fever... is the kind that you feel acutely in your body, every crevice, every corner. there's a fire inside of you, and it's not the Flame by any means. it's eating you alive from within. arm 3 is looking much more dark, however, thanks to the blasting. it's fingers are twitching, burnt, because damn THEY DIDN'T ORDER EXTRA HOTS.
the good news is once again... the holy light spells are acting like shotgun slugs, and the beast can't heal forever... one of its wells is dry. one of its wells is destroyed. around the room? there are several poised and full and still ready.
arm 1 bodyslams both keith and charles in one giant fist, their bones colliding together and probably not helping with the pain as they are crushed together by the muscular hand, driving them into the ground. detritus flies up and falls, a mess of picks and shovels, splinters of thick bones - arm bones and leg bones like a rain of sharp projectiles.
one of these projectiles... sinks into charles' chest as it rains down, not dead center, but oh that fucking hurts doesn't it? keith stabs at the grasping appendage and the tentacles surging around it. it manages to let go but it forms a fist and tries to crush you, keith (dc 15, with gravity on its side, heavy and ponderous.)
the arm 2 aiming for shoma claws at him, raking fast from his face, down to his chest, raking downwards with sharpened bone cresting bone, trying to dig, spill blood. it's hungry, and the bone absorbs... what blood it takes, but then a rogue pick gets yeeted into the bony hand with a shout from io's direction because fuck that noise! shoma, your eye... your eye is really fucked up right now. more so than before.
it goes for another fountain, attempting to heal some more holy light damage. ugh. gotta chug the
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unpleasant! but fighting with side effects is again, not weird. the hunger and the thirst and the heaviness are not fun, nor is the heat, but. i have no idea if the fountains/wells are anywhere nearby, but two can probably play at the sp regain game? maybe? temenos is starting to run kind of low on sp.
sorry buddy he's really not interested in your std kissing disease. i guess if there's a fountain or well, kind of nearby, instead of casting this turn, temenos is hurrying towards it and the second he's close enough, swings his staff like a holy baseball bat at the closest and nearest of the fountains to, checks my octopath notes, unleash a staff attack on a single foe 2 times, and steal SP equivalent to 10% of the damage dealt.
i realize charles just got skewered but im a healer, but, etc ]
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charles lets out a hiss of pain when he feels a bone snap, though thankfully not his sword arm—but frankly it's soon forgotten after being slammed into the ground again!! why!!! and then, you know, a bone stabs him. fucking ow.]
Ugh—crap.
[maybe a somewhat underwhelming response to a bone sticking out of his chest but he is really trying to cope here. ow. ow. but since not recovering immediately went badly for him last time, charles lets adrenaline take over as he rises to his feet as fast as he can. hopefully keith can do the same help him DON'T GET CRUSHED KEITH
he kind of stares at this bone for a moment, blearily wondering if he should yank it out and then use his heal gun on himself so he doesn't bleed out, or just. leave it in as a later problem. maybe he will leave it in for now. maybe someone else will need the heal gun more? thinking is so hard in this moment?
but this bone is making the idea of fighting proper very hard right now so rather than jump back into the fray with his sword, he will do his best to simply go and grab another torch to throw at this monster before going to break a fountain.]
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granted, his new focus is this fucking claw that immediately swipes over his face and down his chest. if it's blood you want, it's blood you're getting apparently because OW??? the claw rakes over his eye completely in a downward swipe to render it essentially useless, thick lines bursting over it and his front as blood seeps outward and shoma tries to aim and fire off another bullet.
this is about the time he realizes he's out. shit. fuck. shit.
whatever!!! he still has a single eye, two legs, and spite so he's bolting, following the lead of the others and grabbing a spare shovel to start beating the shit out of a different fountain. no!! stop healing bitch!!! ]
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ya know. getting slammed to the ground hurts, but getting smashed into charles hurts even more, somehow. the sound of both their bones crunching is disgusting, good thing he has decent constitution.
back into the ground he goes. covered in all kinds of nasty now. his right arm is completely useless now, just dangling. and as he lay there, his other hand coming over to hold it. HERE THE MONSTER COMES WITH A METAL CHAIR (no).
even at disadvantage he got a 17 with a +4 to dex, so. i guess he's fine.
spite fills him and even charles' meta encouragement. his eyes flash yellow and his teeth look a little sharper than usual?? as he rolls out of the way and let's out a roar of some kind.
he's back up on his feet and just picks a stray pick and yeets it at it's eye. (i can roll for it if you want)
whatever tentacle is reaching for a fountain, he's running and stabbing it. trying to give the others some more time to destroy said fountains!! ]
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keith rolls out of the way of the fist as it smashes down, quaking the earth beneath him as he just barely misses. his shoulder crunches and yeah. that's his arm just absolutely down for the count. glad he's an ambidexter. he yeets the pick and the creature snarls as it sinks into its face, embedded into its skull, but... not killing it. it's just there. terrifyingly dug in as ichory black blood dribbles down from the center, staining its teeth as its jaws open wide.
charles stop thinking, you get shot for a minor heal. there are just enough for the lot of you to take on. it won't exactly heal being pierced by a splintered bone, but it will... help a bit with some of the blood loss. running around with it still like this will. probably make it worse later. but for now? for now it's tolerable.
you all are just attacking these fountains, which is pretty excellent for you and not for it. arm 3 seems to be continuing to spasm, black motes leaving it as the fingers twitch like a spider on its back, it's still unhealed because the holy light really fucked its shit up. it's lying, a useless arm on the ground. the tentacles spasm and slap surging to steal in greedily for the liquid like starving beasts fighting for the watering hole. they squish and they wiggle against you, and as you try to beat these fountains into dust, it almost seems like it's maybe starting to panic.
it tries to sweep a shuddering arm 1 around those destroying the fountains... dc 14. it's trembling. ]
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also, this sudden black blood on its face and staining it's very flat teeth is horrifying, thanks. ]
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however i uh. rolled a 5. so. that's probably not going to go well for him.
taking a turn off from holy light casting was unfortunately a catastrophically bad idea. with the second hand bearing down on him temenos summons up a bigger spell - luminescence, an AOE light spell. it's double the cost, but if they die before he can get to healing, whatever he has left isn't going to matter. maybe he can get both arms at once since they are both trying to squash him like a bug. ]
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well. guess while it's distracted with trying to kill the other three, he's just picking more sharp things up and YEETING them at it's face. just any vulnerable spot on it's giant body. ]
HEY!! UGLY!!
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luminescence shines brightly, like a firefly clutched in a child's hand, and the creature SCREEEEEEEEES with an awful wail, a cacophonous noise of thousands suffering under the weight of its meat. its fingers rip outwards in shock from the burn, from his leg. to the point where it actually just
takes it. that's its leg right now... actually. but the hand? the hand shrivels back, and as it races for the fountain you just stole sp from it... it doesn't heal. you really did just cuck it. but at what cost?
keith calls it ugly and frankly how very fucking dare you. it doesn't. keith's top energy is too much for it. he is just hucking sharp shit at this thing while two pistol blasts fire into this thing's ugly mug too. its head snaps back angrily, arm 1 flailing around and proceeding to just
start to melt, the muscle, the fat, the bone... melting down in large splashes of organic material.
the earth rumbles beneath your feet. ]
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temenos sure loses a leg, and while unfortunately the monster is now claiming possession of leggie, charles will take this moment to take out his heal gun and shoot temenos with it. don't die?
with his other, more mangled arm, he holds out a hand to blast lightning at the monster again. PLEASE DIE ALREADY.]
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there's no time for anything but adrenaline at this point. so! he logically knows he needs to heal so he doesn't bleed to death and charles saves the day with the heal gun!!!!! thank you charles!!!! but that thing is so fucking close to death that he just casts another holy light spell. bp x 4, with as much juice as he can put into it, aiming in the general direction of the monster. he'd divine effulgence if he wasn't entirely sure they could all just fucking die and he kind of needs the last of his magic juice.
anyway eat holy shotgun ]
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he doesn't have magic and his gun's out of bullets, but he does still have a shovel which means those tentacles are still trying to move and he just swings to cleave down on the fucking things. ]
Back off already!
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he stops for a moment, looking towards the source of the pistol blasts. thank god for their cow. :amen: and it's then that he sees temenos just whole ass missing a leg now. fuck. fuck. fuck.
a glance at charles and shoma... how are they fairing. they're all beat to shit. keith's bum arm hanging uselessly, his good eye having trouble focusing, which... once the rumbling starts he really can't focus. ]
I have a bad feeling about this-!
[ famous last words, i'm sure. not that this stops him from throwing one last sharp thing at the melting goo. STAY DEAD GDI. ]
EXEUNT: FROM THE BOWELS OF THE EARTH
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— MISSION COMPLETE (bidding farewell to a terminal patient)