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We Can See You Hate The Way We Intermingle
Who: Participants of the Freaky Fusions Boss Battle!
Where: Birth Island, in the Sevii Islands!
When: Thursday, October 29th through Friday, October 30.
Summary: You blinked, and now you've been glitched. And that sure is a spooky-looking Fusion Legendary, all right...
Rating: PG-13; please remember to mark threads accordingly if they go higher!
Log:
Well, draw some intersecting lines and call me a Triforce, this sure is an island, all right.
KEY:
• The GLOWING X at the upper portion of the island is where you will find Mewssingno! It won't be moving around much, so it will always be in the relative top section of the island, furthest from the safe haven for participants in the south. Exercise caution getting close to it, because...
• The PURPLE area surrounding Mewssingno is all area that will be affected by glitches! Inside that area, strange environmental things are likely to occur, such as attacks being deflected, neutralized, or outright disappearing and reappearing somewhere else, as if passing through a very small wormhole in space! You may play around with these effects as much as you like, but they should be contained to this particular area, and remember to ask permission from other players before randomly diverting a Hyper Beam through a wormhole directly at them in tags.
• STANDARD GRASSY areas in the lower part of the map are places in which characters are guaranteed to be safe from Mewssingno's glitches; however, these areas will be overrun by Fusion Abominations, so if you're just here for the garden-variety fighting of SquirtWeedMagneZards, this is probably where you'll be spending a lot of your time!
• The BLUE STAR in the south indicates a guaranteed safe zone from both Mewssingno and the Fusion Abominations. This is the station where a ferry to the island would dock, so you can find places to sit and a general atmosphere of relative quiet in here, making it a good place to store your wounded or to hide out. Characters may notice ICly that the Fusion Abominations and Mewssingno are avoiding this zone, or at least leaving it alone!
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☆ DON'T FORGET TO CHECK IN WITH YOUR PARTICIPATION HERE! ☆.
REMEMBER: IF YOUR CHARACTER DOES NOT POST TO THE BOSS BATTLE LOG AT LEAST ONCE
(AS A TOP-LEVEL COMMENT OR IN RESPONSE TO SOMEONE ELSE'S TOP-LEVEL COMMENT)
BEFORE 11:59 PM EST on OCTOBER 30, THEY WILL NOT COUNT TOWARD THE PARTICIPANT-BASED SURPRISE IN STORE!
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BOSS BATTLE INFOPOST | BOSSFIGHT PARTICIPATION HEADCOUNT THREAD
Where: Birth Island, in the Sevii Islands!
When: Thursday, October 29th through Friday, October 30.
Summary: You blinked, and now you've been glitched. And that sure is a spooky-looking Fusion Legendary, all right...
Rating: PG-13; please remember to mark threads accordingly if they go higher!
Log:
Well, draw some intersecting lines and call me a Triforce, this sure is an island, all right.
KEY:
• The PURPLE area surrounding Mewssingno is all area that will be affected by glitches! Inside that area, strange environmental things are likely to occur, such as attacks being deflected, neutralized, or outright disappearing and reappearing somewhere else, as if passing through a very small wormhole in space! You may play around with these effects as much as you like, but they should be contained to this particular area, and remember to ask permission from other players before randomly diverting a Hyper Beam through a wormhole directly at them in tags.
• STANDARD GRASSY areas in the lower part of the map are places in which characters are guaranteed to be safe from Mewssingno's glitches; however, these areas will be overrun by Fusion Abominations, so if you're just here for the garden-variety fighting of SquirtWeedMagneZards, this is probably where you'll be spending a lot of your time!
• The BLUE STAR in the south indicates a guaranteed safe zone from both Mewssingno and the Fusion Abominations. This is the station where a ferry to the island would dock, so you can find places to sit and a general atmosphere of relative quiet in here, making it a good place to store your wounded or to hide out. Characters may notice ICly that the Fusion Abominations and Mewssingno are avoiding this zone, or at least leaving it alone!
☆ DON'T FORGET TO CHECK IN WITH YOUR PARTICIPATION HERE! ☆.
REMEMBER: IF YOUR CHARACTER DOES NOT POST TO THE BOSS BATTLE LOG AT LEAST ONCE
(AS A TOP-LEVEL COMMENT OR IN RESPONSE TO SOMEONE ELSE'S TOP-LEVEL COMMENT)
BEFORE 11:59 PM EST on OCTOBER 30, THEY WILL NOT COUNT TOWARD THE PARTICIPANT-BASED SURPRISE IN STORE!
~
THE PRELIMINARY INFOPOST | FURTHER DETAILS AND SPECIFICS | QUESTIONS FOR MODS
BOSS BATTLE INFOPOST | BOSSFIGHT PARTICIPATION HEADCOUNT THREAD
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[Bossfight? Bossfight.
Nonon was in the middle of all this the last time everything went completely pear-shaped in this region; she knows it won't be the same this time around - Isaac isn't here, and that's still fucking her up a little, but the fact is that other people are and that's more than enough to get her out there, and if she's going to do this...well, she's going to do it as best she knows how.
...Namely, on top of a fucking Mamoswine, looking as boss as she can while covered in pink feathers, and flat out bowling shit over like this is the best day of her life.
It's when she actually goes to jump up onto Carmen's back that something gets her attention - a little pink monstrosity that is doing its damnedest to attack her and in actuality is just kind of...ineffectually bonking into her ankle. With its face.
She just kind of stares at it for a moment before she balls her fists and sets them on her hips, taking a moment to just sort of huff at the stupid little thing.]
Oh, come the hell on, I just feel sort of bad for you.
[...And that is how, if you choose to come across her later, she ends up sitting astride her murderpig and ramming the shit out of everything...with a completely majestic Mr. Pie up there with her, squirming like hell, being carried like a football, and acting like it's totally going to give her what-for as soon as she stops squeezing it so hard.]
[PURPLE]
[And you know what, she is going to be bringing Mr. Pie with her into the physics-defying hellscape because that is exactly what you do with a tiny terrified fusion thing that only knows how to completely ineffectually use Tackle.
As soon as she sees what's going on, though, she's quick to bring Cadence out as well; having a Psychic-type out seems like a good idea - maybe she'll be able to tell where the wormhole-type disturbances are going to be, maybe she'll be able to give Nonon some warning before she gets smacked in the head by an errant Hyper Beam -
...Or maybe she'll fall off the Mamoswine and disappear entirely to the other side of the field, because clearly today she's thinking with fucking portals or something and no one here can do anything right. Great.
Sorry if her cat falls on you.
Otherwise, though? Come on, we're going to be facing off against the abomination, one way or another; feel free to meet her and at least attempt to talk strategy. ...Or return her poor stupid cat, that would be nice too.]
Green!
[As is often the case during occasions like this, Carmen is in the air — which is only to be expected, considering she brought a veritable air force along with her — on the back of her Dragonite, her hair streaked with white where it's streaming out from beneath her hat, which itself is wearing a little oddly on account of the fact that she's now got to accommodate a pair of furry black wolf's ears beneath its brim. The coat and gloves do a fair job of helping to conceal the rest — like the way her palms are padded now, and her nails grown long into claws that extend out from where the tips of her gloves have been cut off, and the fact that with the way the back hem is hanging there's most likely a tail under there somewhere — so all in all she's doing a fair impression of humanoid at the moment, albeit a sort of fuzzy, werewolfish one.
Which makes for a quaint sight, with tiny Nonon atop her murderpig stampeding around with her Mr. Pie, and Carmen swooping in to hold steady next to her like she thinks her Dragonite is a speeder bike from Star Wars instead of an actual dragon.]
Keeping that one as a souvenir?
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Assuming that this doesn't end with everything exploding or getting sucked into a black hole or something, yeah. I don't see why not, it's got moxie.
[Seriously, it's like the angriest example of Tinydog Syndrome.]
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[But Carmen of all people can certainly appreciate "it's got moxie" as a perfectly viable excuse to spontaneously decide to keep anything, particularly when she herself has previously utilized even flimsier justifications for doing the exact same thing, such as "eh".]
If there's one thing that can be said about this place, it does keep to a schedule of sorts. This is the fourth October in a row that things have gotten hectic, now.
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It keeps things interesting, you know? Reminds me of home a bit.
[Nonon, where the fuck do you even come from.]
purple
Only, with so many peculiar glitches going on, his focus is torn, to say the least. Energy beams flying in from the side force him to duck and tumble. He's normally so much more composed in a fight, but here there's simply so much going on at once...
Thus, he very easily falls victim to that cat, toppling over as he prepares to turn toward the glitchy monstrosity.
Hopefully the kitty won't mind his... goopy appearance. As he's taken on the characteristics of a muk, his flesh is purple, drippy, and carries a rather unpleasant scent.
His Dragonite flutters down, while his Bisharp scowls and peeks around for the culprit. Carefully, Ringabel tries to nudge the cat, muttering an apology all the while. But, more importantly, he calls out:]
Does this adorable creature belong to anyone?
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Thankfully, she's also not the Bergmites Nonon was dealing with earlier, and you certainly ping more like a person than a Pokémon, so she will not in fact blast you in the head or react by puffing up like DON'T TOUCH ME I'M BIG.
That said, though, the voice manages to catch her trainer's attention; hopefully there aren't too many wayward cats falling in from nowhere on this field - ]
Probably mine -
[And then the voice pings as familiar, hold on.]
...God, Swashbuckler, you got it a little rough, didn't you.
[It's a little facetious, but still, holy shit.]
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[He spins on a heel, then promptly belts out a shaky laugh. Had he the choice, he would have concealed as much of his sludgy self as possible. Alas, desperate times call for desperate measures.
He'll, ah... try to brush it off by attempting to flip his goopy hair. Instead, it just gets more gunk on his glove. Argh!]
Unfortunately, though I'd much rather bear the burden than you! All this slime is sure to do a number on my complexion, and that's a fate I'd never wish upon any woman.
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Still smooth as hell, I see, covered in proverbial crap or not.
Hopefully your complexion holds out, though, god knows your face is cute enough.
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[Physical beauty helps, of course, but he's a romantic at heart. A slimy, smell romantic at the moment, but a romantic nonetheless!
The compliment earns a dashing smile, however.. or it would be, were it not for all the slop dripping from him.]
Ah, but if my face is cute, then yours is like a radiant ruby, sparkling brighter than the sun!
[...Why yes, he's flirting in the midst of a chaotic battle. That's just the Ringabel way.]
Purple!
[ Because, gosh, one can only take so many attempts at barreling into the glitchy Eldritch abomination with a sea serpent before realizing something's gotta give. After realizing big bad Gyarados wasn't doing much, she figured it might just be Clefairy's time to shine; she can be a pretty lucky girl sometimes, but this time...wasn't one of them, because god bless RNG for deciding now would be a perfect time for Metronome to choose Rest.
Which, of course, was incredibly cute, but not very helpful. ]
I like the straggler, by the way! He's cute, I approve.
[ Indicating the poor Mr. Pie, shaking in its proverbial boots... ]
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[Mr. Pie kind of regrets everything its life has become today.]
If you want to try throwing a punch at that thing's face, you be my guest, though; I mean, I'm all for doing it with you, but only because I'm pretty sure we literally can't die.
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[As for tall, dark and glitchy, though, he certainly looks pretty punchable..]
I just don't want it to go haywire and nail someone else in the jaw, y'know? Last thing I want is to break some poor unsuspecting person's ribs or something with a flying fist.
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[...]
God, you can actually break ribs?
[YOU ARE SO HOT RIGHT NOW.]
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I've never actually done it before, but first time for everything, right? Not that I'm gonna go out of my way to do it, but, well, when you're stuck in a castle for years, you have the palace guards teach you a thing or two about self-defense...
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...And your idea of "a thing or two" is "how to break, like, all the ribs." I'm impressed.
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You're really getting me in the mood to show you a bit, though. You did say it was really hot, didn't you?