Friday, February 13, 2015

Raw Negation: The Titan-Tithed Fey, pg 1

Author's Note: In terms of my normal writing quality, this is terrible, and I recognize that. But what I hope you recognize is that in terms of how it was written (and it was not the usual way) it turned out surprisingly well; it still needs work, but it turned out better than I had any right to hope.
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Twosop reached into his bottomless bag and pulled out a battered copy of the Dhevinomicon. With it, he cast Lacrima Christi*, and stopped a dozen of Fey's minions in their tracks. Fred de'Cease yanked his Fused Glass Frog Leaf Pendant Necklace* charm from his neck as it started to smoke and threw it to the ground. It shortly exploded, crippling an inattentive minion.

It was closely followed by his Night Owl Pendant*, which too exploded, finishing off that minion.

Fey dropped to one knee, holding its head in its hands, murmuring, "The death of apathy... The death of apathy" over and over again. Whether it was crying or laughing is unclear.

Toffy, far behind the rest of the party, scuffed out his last spell and drew out Apollo Speeches, re-buffing his crew.

Fey pulled the Propaganda Cannon off its back and fired it into the battlefield, demoralizing its armies and enemies alike. "Use Ingress*," bellowed Fey, and its armies mustered new strength, shifted their formation, and charged.

Twosop reached into his bottomless bag and pulled out a battered copy of the Dhevinomicon. With it, he cast Show Love*, and stopped a dozen of Fey's minions in their tracks.

Fey pulled the Propaganda Cannon off its back again, demoralizing everyone on the field.

Toffy desperately threw his hands into the air and summoned his Psychic Magic Eight Ball. A disembodied voice belted out, "sleepwalker*," vibrating the ground as it did, but not enough to cause anybody, least of all the hordes of Fey's minions, to stumble. However, some of them did start laughing enough to be momentarily distracted. Toffy rolled his eyes, picked up his staff once more, and slogged on.

Fey used its Routine skill to completely heal itself! Its grimace reverts back into a grin.

Fred de'Cease yanked his Fancy Cat Fused Glass Translucent Pendant* from his neck as it started to smoke and threw it to the ground. It shortly exploded, crippling an inattentive minion. Sandra cast Frostie*, then dove for cover as it bounced off Fey's defenses back at her. It cut a swath through the minions around her and blew a hole where she had been standing. Twosop shouted "Pencilwork!*," and the minion bearing down on him stopped short, confused. He took advantage and dealt a killing blow. It dissolved into one more pile of dust. Sandra cast Jungle Eyes*, then dove for cover as it bounced off Fey's defenses back at her. It cut a swath through the minions around her and blew a hole where she had been standing.

Fey dropped to one knee, holding its head in its hands, murmuring, "No... No" over and over again. Whether it is crying or laughing is unclear.

Fred de'Cease yanked his Bonsai Tree Fused Glass Jewelry Necklace Pendant* from his neck as it started to smoke and threw it to the ground. It shortly exploded, crippling an inattentive minion. Toffy desperately threw his hands into the air and summoned his Psychic Magic Eight Ball. A disembodied voice belted out, "for now I am winter[and I waited for you]*," vibrating the ground as it did, but not enough to cause anybody, least of all the hordes of Fey's minions, to stumble. However, some of them did start laughing enough to be momentarily distracted. Toffy rolled his eyes, picked up his staff once more, and slogged on. Toffy, far behind the rest of the party, scuffed out his last spell and drew out Vacuum*, re-buffing his crew. Fred de'Cease murmured what sounded like "69 Hummingbirds, 69 Hummingbirds** from his neck as it started to smoke and threw it to the ground. It shortly exploded, crippling an inattentive minion.

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