Prop Hunt [Event/Closed]

[Capsule]

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Don't Move

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The Primitive Tech GR-1 were obviously made for this.

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Hirosame

There were so many events lately, that Capsule was starting to lose count. It almost seemed like a monthly thing now, but there were was usually more than one event, and this tall drink of enchanted water could honestly say she was not interested in all of them. This one, though. It had definitely caught her eye, especially after that time she spent cleaning with Renai and stumbled upon the underground, which was just one giant wreck of a place. And here she was again, minus the big expedition teams and cleaning crews (okay, so the first wasn't exactly true, but there weren't many people out at this time of night).

Capsule could probably attempt to solo this place with level alone, if she only knew the range of monsters that dwelt down here in the Underground. Her level was surely sufficiently high enough to tackle any seedy monster that was lurking near the entrance, and though her equipment was several levels below, her magic was not. Hell, if things got dangerous, she could summon forth her golem sentinel, Dobby, and order him to wreck up enough shit as possible. Unfortunately the golem was only level twenty, but bluh.

The Enchanter ducked into an alcove barely wide enough to accommodate her slight figure, and ordered her Magic Light to hover just above her head. The light it gave off illuminated the immediate area, as well as a few feet ahead of them. There, lurking around the entrance to the winding tunnels, was a single kobold. Capsule narrowed her eyes as she studied the subhuman figure.

The kobold, apparently a meager level of seven, bore dull blue scales and wielded a flimsy little mace. He (or she?) was every bit as interesting as watching paint dry. It likely would not be hard to train, though - for her, at least. Her Animal Trainer skill, Pacify, worked well on subhuman types, as long as they were at least wary. They became gentler after that, though there were still the stubborn few (notably higher in level than her subclass). She couldn't imagine what use a kobold would be to her, though, unless she was interested in infiltrating the underground.

"Uuuuugh! So booored. Why are you even out this late, Capsule?!" The soft, sickly sweet sound of Chibi Maya-chan's voice made Capsule jerk in alarm. She had grown so accustomed to the little flower bud's periods of silence that she often forgot it was there sometimes. Luckily, the bud's voice was too soft for anyone else to overhear.

Old Blue Scales over there did not seem to notice, though Capsule suspected the lower leveled kobolds would be a bit… slow, if goblins and golems were anything to go by. The poor thing did not even notice the little remote control zipping around behind it - ok, that was really weird. Even weirder was the appearance of a small turtle doll, insisting that the kobold "play" with it. That's right. You read correctly.

The turtle, in a high pitched voice that could only belong to a child, blurted out "Pleeeaase play with me and my brothers! It's like hide and seek, but soooo much better! Come on! It will be fuuuun!" The kobold just grunted and lazily swiped at the turtle, who quickly backed away for the attack could connect."Hehehehehe! Just like that! Come on, chase meeeee~!" This time the kobold swung his cudgel at the turtle, only to be taken out by a door. "Oh come ooooon~. You'll have to try better than that, Mr. Hunter!"

Hide and seek with spooky ghosts? The idea sounded intriguing to Capsule, but at what cost? Watching the kobold scramble around after inanimate objects and beat what the harmless ones with his weapon was amusing enough for her. This type of game did not seem very fun when it was you versus a bunch of opponents. Not from an Enchanter's perspective, anyway. She wasn't too thrilled about walking into a trap while out on her lonesome. 'These little guys sure do know how to keep each other entertained, though,' she thought as she watched the kobold poke and prod the shell of an old refrigerator. There sure was a lot of junk down here, though most of it was likely brought down by the spirits themselves.

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[Hirosame]

Wandering around a bit in the Underground sounded like a fun idea to the monk, so he did. Sure, Saeko was probably mad at him for leaving without telling her what he was going to be doing today. She'd become a bit of a nag when it came to doing things without her, despite knowing that an entirely new area is out. Of course Hiro was going to explore! She should know this by now! Seriously, it was like she was treating him like a child, or her husband. But, he'll face the consequences later. As for now, adventures called his name softly, and he was heading right for them! The first time he had gone into the mines, he fell in through a pothole and performed astounding flips and tricks on his way down. However, this time, he was just going to go in through the front door, so to speak. It was probably not very crowded here anymore, since a majority of the immediate Kobolds were disposed of, thanks to the efforts of fellow adventurers. He put his hands in his trench coat pockets, and continued in.

The subway entrance-like opening was pretty simple to get through. Just go down the steps as though it were actually a subway in London. Upon entering the Underground Network, he looked around for a bit. Not many Kobolds, and just as few Adventurers. He was actually a bit surprised to see that there weren't any shops forming down here, since this would be a rather important place soon enough. Buy low, sell high, of course. If you get a prime spot in here now, it would serve to your benefit later on! Sadly, though, Hiro had no market sense. He'd probably have to rely on a certain blob-shaped economist for such things, or perhaps a gender-neutral being known simply as "The Trap" for such things. He was going to continue his thought, when he looked over and recognized a certain red-haired Enchanter not too far away from his current position. He started to walk that way, hoping to say hello.

Capsule and Hiro had worked together in a fight against Maya-chan, and the group they were with proved to be victorious. Then again, Maya-chan wasn't super tough to begin with. Still a problem, but nothing they couldn't deal with. It was rather strange: Hiro had a quest with Caerbannog just a day or so ago. He hadn't seen Oxford in a while, but he knew that Kumori was doing just fine. It was like he was meeting up with the old group once again. Maybe they'd all have the chance to fight another boss together sometime. That would certainly be fun. Especially after how much stronger he had become since that fight. He walked a bit closer to Capsule, before addressing her in a greeting. "Hey, Capsule." Hiro began casually, stopping a few meters away. He gave her a smile, as he normally would greet a friend, and continued. "Fancy seeing you down here. How've you been?"

His questions stopped short once he noticed that a Kobold was being picked on by... a Turtle? Scoria would have a thing or two to say about this, Hiro was sure. He walked up to Capsule's side, keeping a few feet apart, and stared at the turtle and Kobold combo. It looked like the turtle was... Talking? Hiro cocked his head to the side a bit in confusion, but he could not figure out what was going on for the life of him. he felt that he should probably ask Capsule what was going on, but he got a certain feeling that she had no idea, either. Silently, he just watched as the small animal ran around and around the Kobold, in a chasing fashion. It was almost like they were playing tag or something. Maybe Hide and Seek? Or maybe something from a different game he played a long time ago. By Copyright, he couldn't say the actual name of the game within another game, so he just decided to give it a different name. Getting back on track, it was like a Hide and Seek mechanic in the game Gerald's Mod. He stood there, watching, waiting for something else to happen.


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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Main Weapon: Nóttúlfr (Night Wolf) with Mitsuho and Black Star Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet: Hyzenthlay
WC: 755	Tags: Capsule Hirosame	Skills: Skill name

I-it wasn’t as if SHE wanted to go and join the event which was organized by the bipeds. Not at all! Hyzenthlay was just thinking of her tamer, Caerbannog, when she suggested that they go to explore the Londinium Underground. It wasn’t as if she was jealous that her tamer went without her before, or something! She did not feel left out or sad when Caer went off on an adventure on her own- no way! It wasn’t as if Hyzen was really a sensitive bunny deep down inside, who just wanted to be loved by her tamer... who just wanted to be praised by the person who-

No, really, Hyzenthlay did not give a shit about all of that. She just wanted to wreck faces. Okay, so maaaybe she was slightly upset when Caerbannog told her about her first descent into the Underground, but only because Caer wrecked so much face with some adventurers. The enemic buster wanted to disembowel kobolds too! What good is a bloody club if not for blunt force trauma, after all? It sure was not for show, and Hyzen would not let her skills go to waste by being an obedient pet who just followed around her tamer while acting all pretty and fluffy. Hyzenthlay was not THAT kind of girl, nope. The silver-furred enemic buster knew that she was born to wreck faces, and she would live up to that expectation, definitely.

And so for that reason, the enemic buster had prodded a lazy Caerbannog until the samurai agreed to take the rabbit down to St.Pancras Station. The wolf-hair was almost sidetracked by some fresh ingredients that chef stalls had on display, but a stern look from Hyzenthlay egged the girl along. Caer was slightly worried because Hyzen was being slightly rude to her, but the samurai was never one to complain. Maybe Hyzenthlay was just really super enthusiastic about the prospective fight, and so she would let even her tamer slack off. And indeed, it was true that the rabbit was excited about the upcoming battles; she still liked Caerbannog out of everyone that she ever met- or rather, Caer was the only one that she ever truly liked. But the reason for that is a story for another time, for presently, the samurai had more things to think about aside from why her pet rabbit liked her.

While the wolf-hair was distracted by a bright pink candy floss on display, Hyzenthlay had gone ahead into the tunnel that led to the Londinium Underground. Caer hurriedly followed the rabbit by looking at the pet indicator on her map- which was by itself already troublesome since she could still barely make heads or tails of the interface. As for Hyzen, she was able to find her way down the tunnel owing to her natural ability to be better at perceiving such environments, more so than the average adventurer at least. All the dust and rubble was to be expected, still the enemic buster disliked how it stuck to her gorgeous silver fur. She was so preoccupied with cleaning her fur as she hopped along that she soon bumped against someone’s shin.

The silver-furred rabbit rubbed her nose as she looked up at the horrible creature which stood so impolitely in her way- oh, a red-haired adventurer. There was someone else nearby, also an adventurer, and up ahead there was a derping kobold and that thingy that it was chasing. Oh great, she found herself in the company of a bunch of stupid men! Gross, stinky, horrible, ugly me- wait. The redhaired one kind of had boobs. Hyzen put down her paw and sniffed at Capsule’s shin. Hmm... smells like not a man... looks like one though, except for the face and the bumps on the chest.

While Hyzenthlay scratched her chin and wondered if the adventurer was male or female, her tamer finally caught up with the wayward rabbit. Caerbannog was, of course, only slightly surprised that she found Capsule and Hirosame there. Elder Tale had a funny way of bringing her together with people that she knew, and so she did not think it weird at all. A bit worried that her excitable enemic buster might pummel someone’s face, the samurai picked up Hyzen and placed the rabbit upon her head before she waved to her fellow adventurers.

“Please excuse her, she hates everyone except me,” Caer apologized to Capsule and Hirosame, right before her attention was drawn to the peculiar kobold up ahead, “ Sooooo... what’s going on?”

[Capsule]

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Game (Mitsuo)

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Bluh bluh words.

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@dindeen & Hirosame

Just as she was considering doing something about the childish monsters and the kobold, there was a soft hissing in her ear. That was just chibi Maya-chan being herself again, but the low stream of muttering that followed it mentioned another redhead "murderer." Capsule, wrinkling her brow in confusion, risked looking away from the game to glance around her, and spotted the casually approaching monk, Hirosame. Chibi Maya-chan blew a little raspberry at the fellow redhead. "NEEEEEEEEEERD-" The little flower bud was muffled by Capsule placing a hand over it. Sometimes she wondered why she even bothered wearing it around, especially when it was so rude and caused the air to sour.

"Hello Hiro," Capsule responded. It had been a long while since she'd seen him last. A month or so? Possibly longer; time moved funnily here, and sometimes she did not bother to keep track. The monk's level had increased from the thirty range since she last met him, putting him only twelve levels behind her. "Oh, just doing a bit of research and getting myself into all kinds of mishaps. The usual. You look like you've been busy, too." She nodded towards his level and fancy new digs. The nifty thing about monks was that they did not have to rely on crafted weaponry, and could generally go where they please, much like a certain fairy in another game.

Capsule followed Hiro's eyes back to the frustrated kobold, who was hilariously unaware of the remote following him around. She didn't know what these strange monsters - Primitive Tech GR-1 - were capable of, but she damn sure wanted one, if only for the endless possibilities for trolling they were capable of. She lowered her hand from her head and stepped out of her alcove, planning to intrude on the monsters' game for some simple inspection, when something large and furry ran into her leg.

The enchantress assumed it was another monster running about in a lamp or something, but the monster standing in front of her was an oversized Frenmic Rabbit - no, an Enemic Buster? Weren't those the low leveled elite mobs, or something? What was it doing down here? "Er…" She glanced over at Hiro, as if to ask if he knew this strange rabbit, and then blinked down at it, one hand raised in a timid greeting. The large club it held in its tail made her somewhat uncomfortable, and she was glad when its owner (an all too familiar little samurai by the name of Caerbannog) came over to collect it. Another member of their previous party? Would Oxford and Kumori show up next?

"Yeah, she sure is something," she said as she observed the rabbit now perched on Caer's head. It was probably a good thing that Fiver was not summoned at the moment. With his track record, he would have gotten clobbered by the larger rabbit, or worse. Not to mention the monsters in this area would be too much for him to handle, like the… she wasn't exactly sure what the turtle was, but surely there was some kind of mechanism within it, for it gave off soft whirring sounds as it whipped around Hiro's feet.

"LOOK, LOOK! We have enough hunters for a proper game, hee hee!" The turtle toy raised one leg in the air. "I have to give the rules, because Iiiiii'm the only one in a body with a speech function around here!" So it was one of those toys. Could turtles even make sounds? "So, we have this game where we, the monsters, possess objects and hide. You guys, the hunters, have to find us among the regular old junk, understand? It's fun! You have to promise to close your eyes for twenty seconds, though, so we have enough time to hide!" The turtle looked from each of them, a pleading look emanating from the buttons that were its eyes.

Capsule looked away from the odd display to Hiro and Caerbannog. "Do you think we should go along with it?" It did sound kind of fun, but she also did not know if they could trust a bunch of monsters. Plus, the kobold had mysteriously disappeared, and the fridge it had poked around was now facing backwards. Capsule didn't really like the sight of that. The turtle itself seemed harmless enough, but there were bound to be a few mischievous spirits.

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[Hirosame]

Perhaps it was his own confusion that kept him where he was standing. Hiro probably would have responded to the female enchanter's remark about how things were going, if it weren't for the turtle and Kobold. Maybe they were playing some kind of a game? Maybe they were trying to get someone else to start playing? He figured that the Kobold was probably as confused as he and Capsule were. And he could tell that Capsule was just as confused. He raised an eyebrow at the sight, still just utterly confused about the whole situation. It was about a moment later when Capsule made a questioning sound over towards Hiro, before looking down by her feet. He followed her gaze, and turned back up to look over at her. "Don't look at me, things are just gonna get more confusing from here, I bet." Hiro said, assuredly. It wasn't a moment too soon that @dindeen had also shown up, and she picked up the fuzzball by Capsule's feet, placing it firmly on her head.

"Hey Caer." Hiro began, before turning to see that a small Mayahuel looking thing was hanging off of Capsule. He quickly turned back around to see the Enemic Buster atop Caer's head. It seemed like there were little buddies for everybody but Hiro. Hell, even that Kobold seemed to have a bit-sized friend, in that turtle. But, Hiro was here on his own. Immediately, his mind shifted to think about if he had anything that he could bring along with him like that, too. He couldn't really think of anything, except for Saeko when she got drunk. He remembered one time when he had to physically carry her back to the place they were both staying. He carried her on his back, and she fidgeted quite a lot, making her difficult to carry. He remembered placing her on a bed in a two-bed room, and she flopped over to him and asked if Hiro was hurt because she was heavy. He promptly replied no, but she drunkenly slapped him, because she thought that her weight was a problem to him.

His expression soured for a moment, thinking about how he wished that he wouldn't have to go through that again. Taking a moment to sigh, he let his mood return. The little turtle started to buzz around Hiro's feet, explaining the rules just like it was in Gerald's Mod. Basically, the "Props" would turn into something in a given map, and the "Hunters" would have to find and destroy said props. If the hunters destroyed all the props within the time limit, the hunters would win. If even one prop outlasted the game time, or if all the hunters died from hitting too many non-props, the props would win. It was somewhat geared for the props to have more of a chance to win, but it was very easy to win as the hunters. That aside, Hiro hadn't played this game for a very long time. If he remembered correctly, however, the props would be forced to face just one direction, and couldn't change their orientation, giving the hunters a bit of an edge. Hiro nodded, signifying that he wouldn't mind playing a bit. It could be fun.

Although, there was the chance that one of the "Props" would turn evil and start attacking one of the Hunters, namely Hiro, Caer, and Capsule. While he didn't have to worry, since he was a Monk/Mechanic combo, he had to worry a bit more about Capsule. He didn't know if she had much in the way of offensive capabilities. However, she was a higher level than he was, and these Primitive Tech GR-1's were a fairly low level, comparatively speaking. Caer, he needn't worry about her at all. She was pretty damn strong as it is. In any case, Hiro decided to comply. "We might as well, since we have nothing better to do." Saying that made him think about what he'd tell Saeko when he got back into the city. Breaking into a cold sweat, Hiro closed his eyes. All he could see was Saeko rapidly attacking the monk with everything she's got, and then demand that she be taken out for food and such. He sobbed slightly inside, realizing that Saeko had him by the balls, pretty much. Women were dangerous when you let them get close. Hiro made a mistake.

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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Main Weapon: Nóttúlfr (Night Wolf) with Mitsuho and Black Star Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet: Hyzenthlay
WC: 300	Tags: Capsule Hirosame	Skills: Tongue of Nature

Even after the greetings and brief conversation between the adventurers, Hyzenthlay was still fixed on Capsule. Was it a he or a she? The enemic buster, from her perch on Caerbannog’s head, squinted at the enchanter and twitched her nose at the adventurer too. The rabbit momentarily looked at Hirosame and immediately put him on her lengthy Hate List. All guys went to that list. Capsule, however, was somewhere in between. The silver-furred creature poked Caer’s forehead which prompted the samurai to use Tongue of Nature.

“Yes?” Caer spoke in the language of the creatures of Elder Tale.

“Is that one a buck or a doe?” the rabbit asked her tamer as she rudely pointed her bloody club at Capsule.

“Uhh… doe…” the samurai replied, though she felt slightly awkward that she just referred to Capsule as if she was a rabbit.

“Why is it so tall though?” Hyzenthlay put her club down as she continued her conversation with Caer. And then she suddenly asked the unthinkable, “Or are you just short?”

“EEEEEEEE?” the samurai whined just as the little turtle thing stated the rules of the game.

The girl’s eyes watered up a bit and her fair face turned to a frowny one. Still having no idea about what was going on, Caerbannog nonetheless went along with what seemed to be the event for that day. She had heard most of what the turtle had said and after a few moments of mulling it over in her heard, the samurai finally spoke to her fellow adventurers.

“Sounds fishy but... what’s the worst that could happen, right?” and it was followed by an awkward laugh.

As soon as they were underway, Caer hopped over to the enchanter’s side and in a very small voice, she asked an all-important question.

“A-am I short?”

[Capsule]

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"Fair enough," Capsule said. If she was being perfectly honest with herself, Capsule was actually kind of looking forward to it, even despite the danger. It was a new experience, and was bound to be interesting, compared to her usual daily life in this world. How often was it that you got to play hide and seek with a bunch of monsters, after all? 'Not to mention that it will give me time to observe some of these new monsters and area.' Wasn't that why she'd come down here in the first place? Might as well have some fun with it. "Caer?" It was only common curtesy to ask for the third member's opinion -

Capsule had missed the little back and forth between Caerbannog and the Enemic Buster, so she was rather confused about Caer's somewhat distraught appearance. Either she wasn't too thrilled with the prospect of playing hide and seek, or the bunny was being a grump. "Welp! There ya have it," the turtle said, barely giving the Samurai a chance to finish. He sure was a pushy little thing. "Turn your backs and keep your weapons sheathed until one of you finishes counting to twenty - and no peeking," he commanded. It was like they really were children, though only Caer could pass for the part.

The enchanter did as she was told, and as she turned her back on the turtle to get this over with already, Caer took a spot by her side and asked… 'Hot damn, that is a loaded question.' Good thing Caer was in control of her emotions, otherwise Cap would be wishing Hiro took the proverbial beating for any missteps this redhead might take. She did her best to keep her tone and countenance sincere. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt Caer's feelings with a careless "You're pretty damn short (and compared to Capsule's 5'9, she was)."

"No, you're not short. You're fun sized." Oh glob, did she actually just say that? "You're the perfect height for receiving universal piggyback rides. Look at me - I'm too long limbed and gangly-" The light sounds of Chibi Maya-chan pretending to vomit filled her ear.

"I DON'T HEAR COUNTING OVER THERE!" Holy hell this turtle spirit kid thing was demanding.

"Eins, zwei, drei…" This whole "not drawing your weapon until you were done counting" thing was kind of dumb. It was mostly dumb because Hiro's weapon was literally his body. He could pretty much turn around and start whacking things, if he wanted to. Capsule and Caerbannog would actually have to fiddle with their weapons, but the Enemic Buster could just swing her bloodied club around (assuming she was allowed to participate, anyway).

To Capsule's surprise, among the soft whispering of objects moving across the floor, she could hear an inhuman voice chiming along with her counting. Was the kobold trying to count in its language? The urge to toggle on Tongue of Nature nipped at her like Jack Frost playfully sending snowflakes to nestle on her nose, but she fought off the curiosity until her counting was done.

When she whipped around, the kobold was staring at her through dirty and ugly fingers, its lips turned up into an even uglier smile. It was hard to read that expression, especially with her skill toggled off… which she immediately regretted switching on. "TWO FLAME HAIRS BE OF HIGH RANK, YES? BLACK HAIR BE HIGHEST? THAT HOW KOBOLDS RANK. WE RANK BY SCALE COLOR. ME BLUE SCALE. ME NOT TOO SPECIAL. ME NOT TOO STRONG AS YOU OR OTHERS. ME IMPRESS. ME WANT SHARE HUMAN EMOTION OF FRIENDSHIP!"

No. No. Damn it, Blue Scales, friendship is not an emotion. And now the kobold was fawning over Hiro's armor, which included much sniffing and nods of approval. He approached Capsule next, did the same, but bowed his ugly, scaled head at Caerbannog. Of all the kobolds she had to run into today, this one just had to be friendly. Or maybe he was just in awe over their levels? She didn't even want to think about how he would treat them if they were his level or below.

"Blue Scales. Go break things. This is an order."

"ME GO SMASH. ME GO SMASH REAL GOOD FOR YOU! ME TAKE VENGEANCE ON COLD BOX." How did he even escape from… never mind. With a little shrug at the others, Capsule unsheathed her kukri and began poking and prodding at the junk scattered around the tunnel.

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[Hirosame]

Between the utter stares of hate that he was receiving from the Enemic Buster, the constant flurry of a tiny turtle thing passing around his feet, and the fact that the girls were having a somewhat private discussion without him being over there, Hiro had no idea how to respond to this entire situation. He only looked with slightly widened eyes, and blinked a few times. Eventually, the turtle shouted out that it was time to play, for lack of better words. A few seconds later, the turtle demanded the relinquishing of their weapons until it was time to turn around and go find the little bastard and his friends. Hiro looked at his hands and thought of how it would be relatively impossible for him to just drop his hands on the ground, and wind them back into place once it was time to get started. So, he turned around, and kept his hands folded behind his back. That would suffice, right? He figured that it would... Probably. He hoped.

He closed his eyes and started counting in his head, but was quickly stopped by the turtle when it made its remark about not hearing the counting. Giving a disgusted, angered face with his eyes still closed, Hiro began to count out loud. Loudly. "ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR." And so on. Yeah, it would probably annoy the living hell out of the others in the area, and it may even alert nearby monsters, but it would probably keep the stupid turtle happy. The counting would soon come to an end from all sides, which Hiro was most excited about. This could be fun. This could be really fun. He hadn't played Gerald's Mod in a very long time. The only real problem was the lack of set boundaries. So, he would probably have to search high and low for the bastards. Whatever, he could manage it. Probably. Man, Hiro's thinking glass-half-empty for whatever reason lately. It just wasn't his style, not at all. He would need to talk with Saeko and force his optimism back after this, for sure. Maybe she'd like to go for a drink or something. Hiro wouldn't drink, himself, but rather let her do the drinking.

Hiro started to turn around after the count, and noticed the Kobold putting its hands up to its eyes and pretending to count along. Soon enough, it started to go over Hiro's attire, sniffing and nodding at it. His black trench coat seemed to keep the Kobold's gaze, before it nodded more and more. He put his hands in his pockets, and just simply looked at the monster. "Any closer, and you and the wall are going to become friends very quickly." He said casually. His expression didn't change one bit while he said this, and he turned his gaze towards the ladies. Soon enough, the Kobold began to run off after having been given a command from Capsule. When did she become a ranking officer in the Kobold territory? There were so many things that Hiro just didn't understand about this world, and he could only assume that the conversations held between the ladies and their respective "pets" could only mean that they were Animal Trainers. It made sense, at least.

Taking a small look around, he remembered how the game was played. The players would need to find objects that were out of place, and destroy the objects in order to win the game. Since he still had no idea how many of the enemies were playing, he would just have to guess. It would make sense that the mechanized monsters would be within a certain range of them, and there was probably a time limit. He would need to make use of his skills to find them all, but he couldn't use them all at one time. Despite having low cooldowns, Hiro still needed to use his mana sparingly. It was like the bullets used to kill the "Props" back in Gerald's Mod. He turned to both Capsule and @dindeen, and shrugged. "Well, if we're gonna get started soon, we might as well figure out if we should stay in a group or split up." He was going to let his superiors make the ultimate decisions. If they needed someone to go far off, Hiro was their man. With Eye of the Tiger and a Speed Buff Sigil, Hiro could be anywhere he needed to be within a very short time frame. He hoped that that would go without saying, really. Maybe the other writers could make use of that information. I'm lazy, and I don't want to write more than I have to. Gomen not gomen.

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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Main Weapon: Nóttúlfr (Night Wolf) with Mitsuho and Black Star Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet: Hyzenthlay
WC: 400	Tags: Capsule Hirosame	Skills: Tongue of Nature

The turtle thing was annoying. Hyzenthlay wanted to wreck its face. But it seemed to be conversing with the group of adventurers, so the enemic buster just let her tamer handle the situation. What the rabbit failed to notice was her tamer’s slightly depressed state, brought about by her question regarding the samurai’s height. Hyzen had not thought badly of it and it was just a curious question on her part, but to Caerbannog, it felt as if a ton of bricks was put on her head and left there... that is, until Capsule answered the query in a most interesting way.

“Oh! I love piggyback rides!” the wolf-hair’s face instantly lit up when Capsule mentioned it, “I guess you’re right!”

Sure, it was weird for someone her age, but piggyback rides are fun and that’s all that matters! Now, the problem with this is that now, Caerbannog wanted one. She closed her eyes and waited out the counting when the others did the same. Hyzenthlay did not do anything of that sort though. She just put her club over her eyes, but was alert enough to be able to spring into action if any sound came too close to her position. And thankfully, nothing of that sort happened... but the kobold from earlier did get too close to Capsule. Not that that’s any of Hyzenthlay’s business. Capsule was not her tamer so she wouldn’t give a kobold’s ass whatever happened to the enchanter.

With Tongue of Nature toggled on, Caerbannog heard some of the ramblings of the kobold but couldn’t really make odds or ends of it owing to her not having heard Kobold Speech before. What did matter to her now was that she wanted a piggyback ride. And no, of course not, she would not burden Capsule with such a request. The samurai, with the most wide-eyed expression that she could up, skipped over to Hirosame. She then held her hands up towards him.

“Piggyback ride pwease?” Caer pleaded.

Hyzenthlay got the gist of what was happening: that her tamer wanted something from the monk. She did not like him because he was male (yeah, sexist bunny rabbit) but whatever Caerbannog wanted, she most certainly should get. The enemic buster waved her club at Hiro until he either shoved someone else into the piggyback role or complied. Either way, Caer was sticking close to someone for the duration of the hunt.

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Capsule was so busy with her little poking routine, that she almost missed Hiro's comment, but Caer's was hard to miss. She wanted the man to give her a piggyback ride? 'I feel like this is partly my fault.' It had not occurred to her that Caer would request one, even after the childish glint that lit up her eyes. Knowing Caerbannog, she would find a way to get what she wanted - perhaps through intimidation via her glaring rabbit.

"Caer has the right idea. Let's employ the buddy system. The kobold will be my… buddy." Dobby was a little too big to be prancing around in the tunnel, and Fiver was far too small and low level to truly help. "You guys start off with that end-" she pointed to the left. "And me and old Blue there will start with the right." At the mention of his nickname, Blue turned away from the refrigerator to give the group a yellow toothed smile. If this thing ran up to her and demanded a piggyback ride, she was going to knock him flat on his back. 'Gross…'

She would have loved to see how Caer's request played out, but something in her peripheral vision flashed by. Was that one of the props- Primitive Tech GR-1? She whirled around, her kukri whistling through the air as it came chopping down over what turned out to be empty air. Such wily little creatures - "I DON'T NEED NO LEASH!" Capsule fumbled with and almost dropped her weapon. What the duck was that? Unless Hiro or Caer were voice actors, there was someone else in here - someone that she failed to spot when she glanced around, yet that flurry of motion occurred once more. Was it the props… Were they… taunting them? That stupid turtle had said nothing of this. What other surprises did they have in store -

This time she had to duck, as a tall lamp careened carelessly beside her. Capsule slashed at it, producing a bone jarring THUNK when the opposing metals struck. She stood poised over the now fallen lamp, kukri raised and at the ready. The lamp was nudged with the tip of one toe, and when it failed to move she slashed at it, this time targeting the soft felt that shaded the light bulb. It was probably just a harmless old lamp, but… Capsule realized how dumb she must look to an outsider, stabbing a mere lamp.

"HORRRRRIE SHEEEEEET!" Damn it, there it was again. Where the hell was it? It sounded close, but she couldn't see anyone or a clue as to what this thing was. That dumb kobold was no help. He was still sniffing and growling around the fridge. Worse. Buddy. EVER. She hoped that Hiro and Caer were having better luck with their side. "SON OF A BEACH!”

”You could always smoke them out… with pooooooison~!”

"Don’t you start, too.” She wasn’t going to let a mini poison cloud off in an enclosed space. She was not going to be a fart, damn it.

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[Hirosame]

While slightly endearing, @dindeen's request to get a piggyback ride from Hiro was sudden, and caused him to do a double take in the direction of the fun-sized Samurai. He really had no way to reply in such a situation, except to allow the questioned event to occur. Hiro sighed a bit, then smiled at the little swordswoman. He crouched down and face the other way, opening his back for Caer to board. He figured that the death glare from the little rabbit would only go away after Caer's had her fun. Hiro could feel the light weight of the female Samurai now on his back, and he lifted himself up, holding underneath the girl's legs at about her knees. He turned to Capsule and listened to her idea. He nodded slightly, before crouching down again. "Sorry, Caer. One more thing I gotta do." He quickly put a Speed Sigil on each leg, and enchanted them with his Sigilmaker skill. He stood back up, put his arms where they were once more, and looked back to Caerbannog. "Hold on tight, Caer! It's about to get fun!"

Hiro closed his eyes for just a moment, letting his mana flow through him. He activated Eye of the Tiger, and as his eyes opened, they turned a vibrant Orange color. Giving a playful smirk, Hiro got into a standing runner's position, before quickly kicking off with his back leg. Being a monk meant that he was extremely fast already. The Sigils and the activation of Eye of the Tiger meant that his already incredible speed was even faster now: A total of 40% faster. Monks at his current level can move at about 160% speed of a normal player, completely making them the Evasive tanks. With an added 40%, this meant that if there were a race between himself and a normal player, Hiro would be able to run twice as far, twice as fast. A normal player runs at about 15 miles per hour. If you equate that out to the x2 speed buff Hiro had on him, he would be pulled over for speeding in a School Zone. The playful grin was for a reason. And now, it would show in the next step, as his skill kicked in fully.

As his second foot kicked off the ground, a sudden burst in speed could be felt all across his body. He figured that Caer would also feel it, and maybe even the Enemic Buster that was probably perched on her head. Hiro's idea was to reach the end of the hallway before too long, and then search backwards from there. With the 20 second speed boost from the activated skill would allow him to get where he needed to be within a few seconds. He figured that the current tunnel wasn't very long at all, since the rules from Gerald's Mod probably applied. A small area was to be confined by invisible walls, or physical walls. This would prove to be the case, as Hiro's body surged forward deep into the tunnel. He jumped and hopped over missing pieces of ground with deft agility, making his way to the end of the tunnel. He could hear some kind of a cry from the end of the tunnel, which was rapidly approaching. Hiro quickly toggled on his Mechanic Skill, Disassembly.

He found what looked like a tall refrigerator moving from side to side in the small confined area, which seemed to be the source of the taunting sound. Funny: There was always someone who as at the end of the hall in Gerald's Mod. "Hang on!" Hiro shouted, lowering his torso as he continued to sprint. As he got closer, he activated Wyvern Kick to propel himself forward and into the air. He stuck his right leg out, and collided with the fridge. Hard. Very Hard. Like getting hit by a train hard. Using the backlash from the attack to flip himself back, he landed on his feet, and the fridge disappeared into thin air in trails of data. Hiro basically destroyed the monster in one hit. He closed his eyes, and manually deactivated Eye of the Tiger, since he would no longer need it. It also started the cooldown for it, so he would be able to use it in another minute. He opened his eyes again, and turned his head a bit to look at his passengers. "Well? Shall we begin?" He asked, a glint of adrenaline still in his eyes. "I can put you down, if you like, or I can continue to carry you. You're pretty light, so it'd be no trouble." If she wanted down, Hiro would release her without hesitation. He left it up to her, hoping the rabbit would approve.

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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Main Weapon: Nóttúlfr (Night Wolf) with Mitsuho and Black Star Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet: Hyzenthlay
WC: 325	Tags: Capsule Hirosame	Skills: Ikusanehan (C1)

The blue-eyed girl let out a very happy squee when Capsule suggested a buddy system. It made sense because Caer could not understand half of what the kobold said so she was not sure if she could communicate with it, and Hiro was just about the right height for a nice piggyback ride. Pairing up with the enchanter was out of the question just because, and so the suggestion to split up was perfect for the samurai. She kept her arms held up towards Hiro until he turned around and let her onto his back, something that the wolf-hair did enthusiastically. Caer jumped right onto her temporary ride and clung to his shoulder. It almost made Hyzenthlay jump because she’d never seen her tamer do that before, but in the enemic buster’s mind, the samurai had seemed to have just enslaved the monk. Today, Hirosame; tomorrow, the world!

But back to their game... Caer was not impatient, no. She was all up for any delays due to sigils and such, and most especially after the rollercoaster ride that followed. The samurai clung tightly onto the monk and she let out a happy shriek all the way to the end of the tunnel. Hyzenthlay also let out a shriek, but unlike her tamer, the rabbit was absolutely terrified. She grasped Caer’s hair tightly and wound her tail around the girl’s neck, though careful not to hit the wolf-hair with her club. After the monster at the end of the road was destroyed, Hyzen just stared at the disappearing shards of data for a while with her eyes almost out of their sockets. She was just about to smash in the monk’s skull with her club but an exclamation from her tamer prevented the rabbit from causing any injury to anyone.

“AGAIN!” Caerbannog screamed, “Again! Again!”

At the same time, she started up her ace move Ikusanehan which made her look like a bright red beacon on the monk’s back.

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...Unbelievable. Curious Capsule had turned around to check on her allies' progress, and the first thing she saw was a giant blur. The blur sort of slowed down enough so that she could identify it, chiefly by the red hair and the rabbit perched just behind it. Somehow or other, Hiro had conjured up some strange voodoo majicks to make himself move at a greater speed than usual. Did monks have an acceleration skill she was not familiar with? Or was it related to a subclass or special armor enchantment? 'Jegus.' Why couldn't she be a speedy turtle? It would certainly come in handy… 'Speedy turtle? What am I, Scoria's alraune?'

To her dismay, Hiro had already succeeded in conquering a wily refrigerator unit. Okay, that was it. She waved for Blue to abandon his own non-sentient fridge and come over by her side. "WHAT YOU WANT FROM ME? ME BUSY GO SMASH SMASH!"

"I want you to go smash other things, especially if they move or talk, understood?"

"ME NO KNOW WHY, BUT ME DO AS ME IS TOLD!"

...This kobold. Had he forgotten already? Capsule raised a hand to massage her temples. This was supposed to be a fun game, not a babysitting gig. She watched with mounting annoyance as the kobold clumsily swiped at objects with his cudgel. A part of her wished that he would walk straight into the Enemic Buster's club. He was a terrible buddy. It was a wonder how he had even survived this long. How had the other kobolds not culled him from the herd yet? Was it that they took pity on this poor, hapless creature?

Capsule could have gone on forever, but there was something suspicious about the pile of junk beside the kobold's legs. There was a gutted alarm clock, which she did not recall seeing before. A smaller, not - yet - stabbed lamp once stood there, but was now gone. She wasn't crazy, glub damn it. Those two objects must have switched places or something. 'And now they are going to pay the price.'

By being smashed to bits, which was precisely what she attempted to do when she stomped down on the clock. Thanks to her continuously toggled on Tongue of Nature skill, Capsule could understand the yelp and angry swearing from the mechanical monster under her foot. She had finally found one, and was not going to let it get away. The clock may have thought it had a chance when she lifted her foot off of it, but did not waddle more than an inch before her foot crashed down on it again. And again. And again. The damage was minimal, what with her only being an enchanter and all, but it was enough to disorient and frighten the monster.

She could have continued this on for hours, thanks to her much sturdier combat boots, if there wasn’t a smorgasbord of other monsters for her to smash up. Capsule felt a bit weird about stabbing what was supposed to be an inanimate object, and her face reflected that when she jammed the sharp end of her kukri into the clock’s center. Almost immediately, it blew into a million tiny bubbles. That was one of the awkward parts of this world, which mimicked life in many ways. Things rapidly deteriorated into data bits, rather than empty, rotten shells of their previous selves.

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[Hirosame]

The sigils on Hiro's pant legs started to fade a little after he had stopped running, and the effects of Eye of the Tiger had fully dissipated by now. He was back to his normal, slow-paced self. Although, @dindeen looked to be having the time of her life. She was screaming with joy the entire way down the tunnel, which he kind of tuned out while he ran. Whatever, she had fun. That's all he really cared about. In light of this, though, she started glowing a vibrant red color, indicating some skill was in use. He put her down on her feet from off his back, since she didn't answer him from before, or make any attempt to get him to move. He just figured that with the activation of a skill, she'd want to be on her feet, and ready to go at a moment's notice. "We can run like that again when we're all done here." Hiro began, responding to the joyful cries of the girl. "But, it's on cooldown for now, so we have about a minute left before I can use it again."

He started to look around for objects nearby, ones that looked out of place. It would be kinda hard, since this entire area was basically a trash dump. Alarm clocks, lamps, refrigerators, old generators, and much more were scattered around them. This wouldn't be very easy, now that he thought about it. He started to scratch the back of his head, wondering if they'd ever find something that would give them a hand. He couldn't think of much, except for the fact that in Gerald's Mod, the objects would always be standing up at attention, and facing in one cardinal direction. He remembered this thoroughly, as it had aided him in the search for "Props" quite a lot. There was also the fact that some of them can get stuck in place, having been too close to an object or wall, or chose to be too big of an object for one area. A common, yet fatal, part of the game was choosing what to be and where to hide. Maybe he could use that information in their aid?

He started to walk forward, hoping that Caer would be pretty well along behind him by now. It was at this moment that he thought about the well-being of their other partner, Capsule. She had only her own skills and a moderately useless Kobold to go along with. While Hiro had both Caer and her little Enemic Buster friend. Feeling that he had the better end of the deal, he couldn't help but wonder if Capsule's own search was going well enough or not. The Kobold probably had the attention span of a newborn baby, and it could only form basic sentences in its own language. Taking a moment to revel in the fact that he wasn't an Animal Trainer, and a Sigilmaker instead, he counted his lucky stars that he didn't have to deal with something like that. But, still, sticking together might have been a better thing for them to do. Hiro could have carried Capsuke in his arms while Caer attached herself to his back, and the three of them could have all been speedy turtles. Maybe she would enjoy that, on the next run.

He focused his mind on the topic once again, jokingly wondering if he had ADHD about things like this. He always goes off on a tangent about things, with or without realizing it. He brushed the topic off his own mind, as he found a lamp moving around slightly. It was facing one direction the entire time, which was kind of hard to tell. The pole it stood on didn't move, but neither did the lampshade of it. Since both were circular in a way, telling if they were turning would be somewhat difficult. The pattern on the lampshade was what gave it away. However, just a bit to its right, a large, broken metal table was glitched into the wall about halfway through. Hiro's eyebrow raised at the scene, wondering if that was what was really happening right now. "Hey, Caer." Hiro said, coming to a halt. "You can pick whichever one you want to get first, okay?" He offered, and pointed to the knuckle-heads just a little ways in front of them. "I'll take the other." Maybe Caer would appreciate the deal, and take him up on it. Or, maybe she would just kill both of them. Or neither. He didn't know Caer well enough to figure out how she would respond to the situation yet. Hopefully he'd learn, but for now, he would just learn over time.

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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Accessory:Black Star Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet: Hyzenthlay
WC: 605	Tags: Capsule Hirosame	Skills: Ikusanehan (C2) | Bishamonkeshin (C3) | Rabbit Repopulation (Hyzenthlay)

“Aaaaaawww...” the samurai whined, slightly disappointed that she had to wait a whole minute for another rollercoaster ride.

Caerbannog, however, wasn’t one to complain too much about a free ride and the rabbit on top of her head was all too thankful that the horror apparently ended. Hyzen loosened her grip when the wolf-hair hopped off the monk’s back, and when it seemed that Caer was getting ready to fight- heralded by a second usage of Ikusanehan and a more intense red aura - the enemic buster jumped down to the ground. She had her club at the ready as she looked at the direction that her tamer was looking, but to the rabbit, everything around her just seemed to be junk.

“Hmm... I wonder...” Caer, remembering some of what the turtle creature said, put away all of her weapons into her inventory though she kept her bow on the Quick Swap slot.

With Ikusanehan at two stacks, the samurai walked over to the wall a short distance away from the glitched metal table. Caerbannog pulled back her arm and then she punched it right into the wall, burying it a few inches deep as the impact sent a loud rumbling down the hall. The metal table... twitched? Behind some of the junk, she also heard some clattering.

“I see, I see,” the samurai nodded at her realization, “Okay!”

Caer pulled her arm out of the hole in the wall, walked over to Hirosame and faced the heap of junk. She then went Super Saiyan mod- nah, she didn’t. The wolf hair activated Bishamonkeshin, which was pretty much the same thing as a Super Saiyan mode, I guess. The bright light spread out across all directions and illuminated most of their end of the hall. Any sentient mob who saw the light and was not allied to Caerbannog would feel an increasing amount of Hate against the samurai, and soon they would be compelled to attack her. Was that cheating? Prooobably.

“Would you be a dear and kill anything that moves please?” the girl kindly asked of Hyzenthlay. When the rabbit smirked and turned towards Hirosame with her club brandished, Caer remembered to be more specific with her request, “Except for the monk. Oh, and you can’t use a weapon.”

Hyzenthlay’s smile turned upside down and she swore under her breath. To let out some of the rage that she had for Hiro, the enemic buster put up her right paw and flipped the bird at him. She then tucked her tail so that the bloody club was less noticeable behind her back, and then the rabbit summoned two Level 5 frenmic rabbits. All that time, the bird was still flipped at Hiro. As soon as the other rabbits appeared, Hyzenthlay put her paw down. She would need it after all.

“Greetings, Mistress!” an unnamed, recently created frenmic rabbit waved to Hyzen, “How may we serve th-“

Before his sentence was finished, Hyzenthlay grabbed him by the ears and dragged him along. There was no look of terror or pain on the frenmic rabbit’s face though, creepily enough. His companion just looked on until he too was grabbed by the ears and dragged along. Hyzen then hopped towards the glitched metal table and then she suddenly hit it with the first frenmic rabbit. Before the table could react, the second rabbit collided with its, uh, face? The ‘prop’ soon disappeared and Hyzen had two bloody frenmic rabbits in her hands. But oh, she wasn’t finished. That lampshade was getting some of her rabbity rage too! And so would those other things clattering and twitching under the light of Bishamonkeshin.

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While Capsule's new kobold chum was busy harassing a twitching iron, Capsule was stealing yet another long look at Hiro and Caerbannog. Hiro had stopped running about, and Caer was walking about on her own. The Enemic Buster was… well, it was being its delightful little self - by making an obscene gesture at the monk. Capsule wasn't sure what she thought of the rabbit yet, but if it could obey Caer with little trouble, she supposed it was all right. 'Just as long as it doesn’t brandish that club at me.' The thought of being smacked around did not appeal to this young, androgynous woman.

Capsule, silently enthralled by the rabbit's antics, continued to watch on as she summoned two lower leveled Frenmic Rabbits, and winced when they were seized by the ears. She raised a hand to her lips and winced as the bigger rabbit slammed the smaller ones repeatedly into a glitched table, until it disappeared. Yikes. Talk about brutal. The Enemic Buster had literally just beat a mawfugga with another mawfugga. A little paler in the face than usual, and worrying for the safely tucked away Fiver, Capsule turned her back to the grisly scene, just in time to see something tiny dart past.

Blue thundered after it, growling and slinging his cudgel around. Kobold, please. He was going to hurt someone at this rate. Plus, Capsule was not confident in his ability to actually subdue and kill something that small. The kobold was dumb enough to be outsmarted by a five year old.

The kukri was shifted to another hand, to make room for the level twenty grimoire borrowed from Scoria. This would be her first time using the spell book, which was a little bigger than the grimoire she had grown accustomed to. "Leave this to me, Blue." Blue skidded to a stop, a dumb and hurt expression on his face. 'Oh, good lord.' The freaking kobold was offended. 'Cry me a river,' she thought to herself in annoyance. It was time to cheat.

A small, electrical orb appeared when Capsule used her Electrical Fuzz skill, and was guided in the direction of the small darting object. It broke into smaller pieces and scattered around, clinging to objects and illuminating them. These were all noticeably specific items nearby, like a battered coffee machine, the eerily pristine music box, another common lamp, and what appeared to be a tea cup. The tea cup paused as it was shocked, and then jumped up and down in indignation, accusing her of being a scoundrel.

Blue shot Capsule a pleading look as the stricken objects grumbled and shifted around for new hosts or hiding spots. "Go neep them up," she ordered. With the renewed enthusiasm of a child, the kobold did as it was told. The music box shrieked and attempted to dodge as the kobold's cudgel came swinging down at it.

Capsule darted around the kobold and box to target the now fleeing tea cup. "Not so fast!" Mind Shock was casted on the tea cup, causing it to stumble about in confusion. Inversion followed, confusing the tea cup even further. Volkova and Cicero's Fortuna Grimoire fell from her hands to make room for Cicero's Fortuna Staff. The tea cup cowered in front of a cardboard box, and even tried to make a break for it. The staff intercepted the tea cup as it came down and smashed its porcelain shell into bits.

She shifted her right leg back and placed the left one a bit further, adapting a mock imitation of a batter. The staff was raised to her shoulder, and then sent flying into the side of the cardboard box, knocking it several feet up into the air and off to the side. Sheets of flyers boasting some long forgotten event erupted forth and showered the area and everything within it. It was probably just a harmless old box, but some monsters were devious enough to make it their host or hiding spot.

Satisfied that the box was dead empty, Capsule mounted the staff on her back and picked up the discarded grimoire and kukri. She had to be careful with the former. It was some legendary spell book or something, and borrowed from Scoria at that. She didn’t need the druid breaking her kneecaps over a mistreated text of lore.

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[Hirosame]

Hiro's eyes widened a bit at the brutal beating of two rabbits just to kill a table. This thing was scary. It meant business. But, for whatever reason, Hiro couldn't bring himself to hate the little thing. Sure, it was adorable and everything, but it posed no real threat to Hiro in the end. If things got sticky with the little bugger, he could easily just punt it far away from him. Its cudgel wasn't even a factor by this point. The main weapon it had was Frenmic Rabbits, something that he never would have imagined. Using its own underlings as a weapon could only classify the little thing as somewhat of a boss monster, which he knew to be false. Maybe it was the mentality of having hung around with @dindeen for so long. He heard stories of the samurai having thrown a dwarf into battle, literally, and using him as a weapon. Shuddering a bit at the thought, he figured that it wouldn't happen to him. Caer wouldn't throw her one and only roller coaster ride in this world. Would she...?

Taking a moment to collect himself, he started to look over towards Capsule and see how she was progressing. The Kobold was running around aimlessly and stupidly, while Capsule was basically just trying to get it to do what she wanted. It stopped after Capsule said something, and started to mope around. He couldn't see facial expressions from where he was, but he could just barely tell that it's head was pointed down now. That thing was a child. A little baby. Probably easily outsmarted, too. He felt kinda bad that Capsule had to deal with the Kobold for a little while now, and that it would probably follow them around for the remainder of the game. This was further proven by the Kobold having brightened up and started to run around and hit things again. It swung its cudgel around like a nitwit, but happily. He couldn't help but smile at the scene, thinking that the mother, Capsule, let her child, the Kobold, go ahead and play outside. Touching, in a very weird, gross kind of way.

Back to the topic at hand. Hiro had another fridge to get rid of, since Caer took care of the table. He purposely ignored the fact that the rabbit had flipped him off violently not just a few moments ago, and chose to look for the other prop. The lamp was still there, and somewhat attracted towards Caer. Taking a moment to finally realize that Caer had become a beacon of light and that that had some kind of effect on the nearby monsters, he capitalized on it. Hiro walked right over to the lamp, which was still stuck, and grabbed its pole. He started to punch the broken object, rapidly. After attacking a few times, he let go of the appliance, and jumped into the air, delivering a final roundhouse kick, sending data flying through the air. The lamp was gone, and it looked like nothing else was really heading towards them for now. Hiro wanted to take a moment just to relax a bit, since Eye of the Tiger was almost off cooldown. He knew that Caer would want him to go ahead and use it immediately.

But something was off. Capsule was still fighting things across the way. Why were there so many more monsters over in that direction than in this one? Were there more that they had missed when they walked over here? He remembered that they had run past everything on their way to the end of the tunnel, and ignored anything and everything along the way. So, instead of taking a moment to relax, he stood back up, and started walking towards Capsule. Hopefully, Caer's light would remain in effect until they reached their end of the tunnel. Until then though, they'd need to be observant, in the case of Caer's light having disappeared by the time they both get to the end. Of course, once they got there, they'd help out Capsule with whatever else they would be fighting, but after that, things should be all done and over with. With all the props dead, the mission would end, and that little turtle would appear to tell them that the game was over. Right? Probably the case. Yeah, that's gotta be it. There can't be any more tricks that the turtle had up its sleeve- err, shell.

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	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 3MP every 5s	Caerbannog :: Level 89 :: Samurai :: Aeryn Armor: Charcoal Ooyoroi with Pitch-black Yukata masked with Zankapfel Accessory:Black Star Quick Slot: Nótthrafn (Night Raven) Pet: Hyzenthlay
WC: 340	Tags: Capsule Hirosame	Skills: Bishamonkeshin (C3) - ongoing

Oh, the rage! Hyzenthlay wanted to completely crush and destroy her enemies! The rabbit inhaled deeply and then, she let out a very long and colorful string of words that contained almost every curse word known to Caerbannog, and even more. Perhaps she picked it up from other adventurers, for Caer herself rarely ever swore. Or maybe she picked it up from the dwarf. Yeah, that’s more likely. That damned dwarf. Anyway, whatever it was that Hyzen said, I’d rather not type out but let’s just say that it was enough to make a grown Kobold cry. It was fortunate then that the kobold was at the other end with Capsule. A fridge that laid on top of other junk shuddered nearby; perhaps it was trying its best not to give itself away despite Caer’s Hate-building light and Hyzenthlay’s cursing. It got the enemic buster’s attention though, and soon the rabbit was dragging along her bloody, dying frenmic summons as she marched towards the shuddering fridge.

Meanwhile, Hirosame was on the move so Caerbannog skipped closely behind him. She still wanted that rollercoaster ride, and hoped that she could get another one just as Bishamonkeshin ended. The samurai momentarily looked at Hyzenthlay who was closing in on a fridge. Ah, nothing that a rabbit can’t handle. Fridges were their natural prey after all- wait, no. No they aren’t. Caer was about to call the enemic buster over to her side but Hyzen had already begun her attacks on the fridge. She first hit it with the first rabbit, which said something like “My body is ready~” before it disappeared into data crystals after impact. The second frenmic rabbit fidgeted upon seeing the first one’s demise, but it too soon faceplanted onto the fridge’s cold, hard back. That last impact sent the fridge tumbling down right into Hirosame’s path. Hyzen hopped quickly after the fridge and latched onto its wide open door. Since she could not use her club for Caer forbade it, the rabbit savagely gnawed on the shuddering prop. Slowly. Very slowly.

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A chainsaw. This was not the first time the redheaded enchanter had wished for a chainsaw, and if it were possible to make or acquire one, she would most definitely wield it and strike down everything that jumped into her path - mostly objects that were supposed to be inanimate, or those trifling plant monsters that sometimes got in her way. Hell, maybe she would even target a treant and mow it down for its monstrous wood. How would you like THAT, treant?!

Her eyes settled on a possibly harmless broomstick. Were the shadows teasing her, or was the broom twitching from fear and nervousness? Capsule summoned her Magic Light to shed some… luminescence onto the scene. Whatever twitching she may have imagined ceased as the orb's light washed over the broomstick. Capsule stared at it a bit more, and rather than take a risk, she chopped the stick in half with her kukri. The way it fluttered to the ground and did not disburse into pixelated bubbles told her that it was just a regular old broomstick. 'You got lucky, monsters. Lucky.' They wouldn't get lucky again, is what she was implying. 'Now, where did the others go…?'

The whirring sound of a coffee maker brewing a cup of joe alerted her to the battered coffee machine, which was apparently trying to catch her unawares - Capsule yelped and jumped back as scalding hot coffee doused her right side and arm. It was hot. It was oh so very hot, and she was so sure she was on fire now. She whipped off her cloak as if it were on fire, and used one end to wipe and beat at her soaked side. She had had unbearably hot water splashed onto her before, but never of this quantity and heat. That coffee machine was dead. Dead.

It would have died right there, if the blue scaled kobold had not been so enthralled with apprehending the music box… which was leading the dumb monster towards Hiro and Caer. Maybe the music box was even dumber? What kind of fool would run towards the enemy, after all? ”Hey! Don’t let it get away!” She pointed her good arm at the music box, just as it paused to emit a deafening screech. The kobold cried out in pain and fell to the floor, clutching his sensitive ears. Capsule’s ears weren’t so sharp, but the sound was still loud enough to cause her some minor discomfort.

The coffee machine continued its rampage in the meanwhile, splashing coffee at her at every chance. Capsule danced around the mess, only to trip over the snickering lamp and come crashing down on the slippery and dirty floor. Ugh. What a mess this all was. She kicked out at the lamp, causing it to stumble and join her on the ground. It was blinded by her cloak in the next moment, and then dragged towards her while it tried to flee from its imprisonment. Once it was near enough, she would bludgeon it to death with the handle of her kukri. ”You stupid Ikea furniture…” Get rekt.

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Hiro figured that he'd just leave most of the fighting and stuff to @dindeen for now, as he slowly made his way back towards Capsule. The rabbit seemed to be having a wonderful time, too, just beating things up with its own kind in its hands. He didn't mind it, really, since this was probably how it fought without the use of its club. Although, it was quite a sight to behold, watching a rabbit beat the ever-living crap out of a refrigerator with some rabbits that were summoned to be of use to the first one. They were being useful, in a sense. Which is why he couldn't complain at all. He didn't care enough to at this point. He took a quick look at the quest list, trying to figure out how many more monsters they needed to kill. Taking into consideration the monsters that Caer's rabbit and Capsule were currently engaging, there should be only one or two left, depending on if Capsule every managed to kill one of the monsters over on her end.

Which meant that the last one had to be the turtle from before. It probably turned into something different from what it was when they had first begun, since staying as a turtle would make no sense, and basically give it away in an instant. The first second they see a moving turtle would be the last second of the game, and the three hunters would have won. But it wouldn't be nearly as easy as that. So, he made his way back to the main opening of the area, not seeing anything out of the ordinary on the way. He imagined that the Enemic Buster had already finished off the fridge by this point. He stepped over the fridge on his way over, and just let the rabbit do its own thing. No sense trying to keep it from having fun, right? So, upon reaching the main portion of the tunnels, he noticed something that wasn't there before. Something large. Something stupidly obvious that it literally forced him to slap his face with his palm. After a long disgruntled sigh, he looked back up.

A Train Car. A freaking Train Car. Sitting perfectly upright, and off the railways entirely. How he had missed this before, he would never have guessed. Maybe the turtle came back and turned into this while they were gone. He wanted to burst out laughing, but this was just too stupid to even start laughing at. "Hey, Caer, Capsule." Hiro called out. "When you're both done, come on over here. I've found the turtle." That should get them both to walk on over without so much as a second question. They would then get to see exactly what Hiro was looking at, and maybe they would facepalm as well. They probably would. This is just too downright stupid to just overlook. Maybe the turtle would start talking to one of the two ladies, since it seemed to be rather quiet near Hiro. Maybe it just didn't like guys. Or, maybe it still felt like it was safe here, in silence. Little did it probably realize, Hiro was standing right beside it, looking up, with his arms folded. Wasn't this machine supposed to have some kind of intelligence in it? That's what he thought at first, but maybe this is why it's name included the word "Prototype."

Hiro remembered something while he waited. He remembered a game where he and his friends had done something similar to this. Hiro was a hunter, looking around for one of the props, and towards the end of the game, he couldn't find the person. Then, the person made a mistake, and became a car in the middle of the area. Hiro raised his eyebrow, and shot the prop, and everybody started to laugh their asses off. Remembering this situation caused Hiro to start laughing, and then thinking about the current situation as well, only made him laugh harder. Hiro fell over onto his back, holding his stomach from how much he was laughing, and a few tears formed in his eyes. He rolled from side to side a little bit, but the tears were still there. Maybe they were tears of remembrance of the old times, or tears from laughing so hard. No, no, they were definitely tears from laughing so hard. Either way, he would continue to laugh until the other two showed up.

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