Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Raw Negation: The Titan-Tithed Fey, pg 4

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Twosop reached into his bottomless bag and pulled out a battered copy of the Dhevinomicon. With it, he cast The March Giveaway - Win 1500 Points, and the points spilled out all over the ground. His lesser party members gave him dirty looks until they noticed Fey’s minions losing their footing.

Fey dropped to one knee, holding its head in its hands, murmuring, "Two Weeks Late... Two Weeks Late" over and over again, then used its Routine skill to completely heal itself! Its grimace reverts back into a grin.

Twosop reached into his bottomless bag and pulled out a battered copy of the Dhevinomicon. With it, he cast Yowza, and stopped a dozen of Fey's minions in their tracks. Toffy, far behind the rest of the party, scuffed out his last spell and drew out Art Project, re-buffing his crew.

"Use Tap Titans," bellowed Fey, and its armies mustered new strength, shifted their formation, and charged.

Toffy, scuffed out his last spell and drew out New Products, re-buffing his crew. Twosop shouted "New website! And even then I complain...," 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.

Toffy desperately threw his hands into the air and summoned his Psychic Magic Eight Ball. A disembodied voice belted out, "still alive," 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, scuffed out his last spell and drew out Terry Pratchett

The twins finally harmonized, weaving into the Ode of Feeling free ..., before their voices cracked again. Their song confused the titans, momentarily disrupting the Fey's source of power. Fred de'Cease murmured what sounded like "Transplant, Transplant," in a thick foreign accent, and the minions around him started attacking each other instead.

Fey used its Routine skill to completely heal itself!

Toffy desperately threw his hands into the air and summoned his Psychic Magic Eight Ball. A disembodied voice belted out, "star spinner," 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. Again he scuffed out his last spell and drew out Arbitrage, re-buffing his crew.

"Use Brain Wars," bellowed Fey, and its armies mustered new strength, shifted their formation, and charged.


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