Eye of the Falls

Miguel’s eyes widened at the site of the gnomes forming together to make one giant form of themselves. Before he could even think of what to do next, the giant gnome swiped down at Mabel and the giant robot guy. Felix, who he had met earlier, was quick to jump into action and pushed them and those around them to safety, only to be punted across the clearing and into the trees. As the blonde Spaniards eyes watched him, he cringed when he made impact. The urge to run and help was powerful but he wasn’t sure if he should help Felix or try and stop the giant gnome from causing any further harm amongst the group.

Before he could decide what to do, some of the others jumped into action to attack. After some attacks from some of the other and even the blue haired girl being launched toward the giant gnome like a projectile of some sort, he cringed once more as the gnomes fell apart into their original, tiny selves, tumbling, bouncing and scattering around the group before retreating back into the forest. Standing their stunned as one of the larger crystals, thanks to the digging groups efforts as well as some help from the trees, came rolling onto the ground.

Miguel blinked, a smile coming onto his face despite his shock and worry for Felix.

“W-we’ve done it!” he said in triumph.

He then looked towards where Felix had flown and, despite his smile at winning the battle, worry flashed in his eyes for Felix. Forcing himself to look back at the group, he wondered how they were gonna get the crystal back to the shack without falling victum to its magical shrinking and growing properties.

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Morgana watched as the giant amalgamation came crashing down. Soon after Morgana and Slugcat we’re back to regular size. Morgana meowed I’m glee and placed Slugcat back on his head. Morgana stretched glad to be back to normal size. “It feels great to be back to normal size!” Morgana then looked at the crystal. He thought for a bit and gave the team his idea. “Okay here’s my idea. I believe Fulgore should carry the crystal and Luna should try to use her wings to block the sun. I know it’s a faulty plan, but I have no better ideas. I can try to help carry the crystal if needed, but I feel like that the cat over there will refuse to help...”

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589195 Dropping Kanna next by the groups as he made it for the regroup,Prompto watched as the gnomes themselves also regrouped and.....turned into some giant gnomes. To say that Prompto was horrified at the sight to the point he was petrified with fear would be an understatement. Concern would eventually replace the fear Prompto was feeling as he saw Felix get knocked away in return for pushing Doomguy and Mabel out if the way. Taking note of the direction Felix was thrown at,Prompto holstered his gun and ran off in search for the other blondie.

“I'll be right back! Li' search up to do!”

The gunslinger took off into the woods in search for the axe-wielding member of the squad. By then the gnomes had collapsed (thanks to the combined efforts of the other members),but that didn't matter to Prompto now. Someone's still hurt and also several miles away from the others. He couldn't just leave Felix there by himself if his free flight left him greatly injured.

Where's Noct's potion when I need 'em!?

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Isabelle
Isabelle was sure to swiftly push the tiny Pokémon behind her. Thankfully the battle had finally ended. Through the combined teamwork of her other teammates they had successfully disassembled the towering horde of gnomes and sent them flying in all different directions.

Isabelle was however, the most thankful towards the wolf woman she had met before hand. When they were forced to defend themselves from the crazed crowd of gnomes she had protected both Isabelle and Pichu from the horde. If the puppy had a thumbed had given her a thumbs up. Alas, her adorably cartoon body was not create for showing this gesture. Nevertheless she vocally showed her appreciation for the kind act.

“Thank you Miss Wolfie!”

The puppy never actually got her name, the title of Miss Wolf would fit for now.

After this show of power most began to quickly scurry away from the team. One however unfortunately got caught in a soda six pack holder. The little man was squirming in a feeble attempt to get out but without any outside help he’d definitely be trapped until starvation. Despite the hell the group went through due to those pesky gnomes, Isabelle felt a tad sorry for him.

Leaving Pichu’s side for just a few seconds, she stalked towards the defenseless gnome. Before he could even react she swooped him off of the forest ground. Holding him at an arm’s length away she turned back to the others. As of now the puppy didn’t have anything that could help her release him. Maybe the others had a sharp object that could help.

“Pardon me! Do any of you have something I can use to cut him out?”

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Callie felt proud of the work she put towards mending the situation, however, nobody else seemed to appreciate her renovations to nearly the degree she was expecting. A couple of them seemed suitably angry, frustrated, or disappointed with her. She was just trying to make everything more glittery! Could nobody see the expertise in the spread of the ink? Of course, to the untrained eye, it would seem as if she shot into the sky haphazardly. But she really planned this!

However, as she watched, the situation only seemed to grow worse. All of the gnomes piled onto one another into one huge gnome. Seems she's totally lost the height advantage now, huh? It started attacking aimlessly, but there were quite a few adept people among the group, who tore the gnome apart in no time at all. Callie couldn't even react before the giant gnome exploded into many small gnomes again. They hesitated for a few seconds, before bolting every which way. One got stuck on some plastic packaging. It was unfortunate.

Callie walked up to the stuck gnome, looked him up and down, and pulled out one of the cannibalized spray bottles. She pointed, looking down its length, and fired a few precise shots at the plastic soda holder. The ink slowly ate away at the plastic, freeing the gnome, but undoubtedly his skin would start itching, then burning. Might develop into a rash if he left it on. The splashes from the Charger are a lot more potent than the splashes from the Blaster. Still not particularly fatal, though. He'll be fiiine!

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    ~Felix Combeferre Auclair~
    Location: The Woods
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    Mood: Unconscious.
    Condition: Broken left arm, three broken ribs on the right side, and a head injury.
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    The blonde was only out for a little bit. By the time Prompto found him, the Messorem's eyes were fluttering open. "Ugggh," he groaned, a hand going to his thumping, bleeding head. "For fuck sake." He muttered to himself, sitting up with a moan of pain as his right side screamed with pain. "I'm going to-," he cut off, looking up with a sharp look when the other blonde came through the trees. "Hey," The Reaper muttered, pushing himself to his feet, and holding his arm. "Did we win, or are you just running?" Felix had one eye closed as blood dripped down over his right eye, so he closed it for protection.
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589221 “Well,running here to look for you dude! The gnomes got turned into some bowling pins though,so we kinda won.”

Bringing Felix's right arm around his shoulder and placing his free hand around the axe-wielding blondie's chest,Prompto helped his fellow member stand up properly (See Noct!? "Pumping in iron" has its benefits!) as he gradually walked him back to the rest of the group.

“How bad is it? Uh,your injuries I mean. That didn't look like you had a soft landing there.”


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Oh thank God, he thought he was going to have to waste a bullet or two but this is nice. There's no need for bloodshed thanks to this formally dressed nerd over here, taking off The Bear's claws so we don't have to do it ourselves and The Multi-Bear seems to be taking this lightly enough with his shitty music still playing on the background, he knew that they could do this peacefully because if he can remember, The Multi-Bear is a pretty cool dude despite looking like a violent beast, he just needs some better music but he isn't gonna judge, everyone has their own taste and Shadman himself loves trashy, loud, black metal instead of Pop but oh well, it's not like everybody will have the same opinion as him. He just waited for Johnson to grab it because Shad had his hands and pockets full at the moment. . . Why didn't he just leave some of his stuff at the mystery shack? Sure, it might get stolen but it's better than just carrying his shit around for the entire mission

"Thanks, Multi-Bear. Glad you didn't attack us on sight." Shadman lowered his glasses a bit and gave The Bear a friendly wink. "You're a cool person, I guess." Shad just wanted to leave already now that they have the materials they've been searching for, hopefully the other group didn't fuck up and get killed or kidnap by Gnomes because that would just be hysterical. . . And tragic, but mostly hysterical! The Controversy Artist turned his attention to the buff looking troll dude yelling something about morals to the Manotaurs, he even called them pathetic. Ouch. Shadman decided to stop him before he does something brash.

"Hey big guy, I think they learned their lesson." Shad said. "Might not wanna start a fight."​
 

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Orbeck of Vinheim
Status: ...no response.​
As the gnomes ceased pursuing the undead sorcerer (and others), Orbeck took the opportunity to get down from the tree he was in. He then witnessed the converging of the gnomes into what might be described as a monstrosity of sorts.
By the lords of Lothric, that monstrosity could outmatch a giant...
His bewildered thoughts where cut short as the rest of the group were able to strike down the gnome collective. All that was left was one gnome who was traped in...some sort of net? As or Orbeck himself, he was left with a few dozen bite marks all over and a massive tear in his coat.

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Leaving Pichu’s side for just a few seconds, she stalked towards the defenseless gnome. Before he could even react she swooped him off of the forest ground. Holding him at an arm’s length away she turned back to the others. As of now the puppy didn’t have anything that could help her release him. Maybe the others had a sharp object that could help.

“Pardon me! Do any of you have something I can use to cut him out?”
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Orbeck was going to offer his dagger, but the squid girl beat him to it by using that ink of hers to eat away at the...net thing.
"If there is nothing else to be done here, I will assist in finding our fallen comrade." he proceeds to grab Felix's ax (which is somewhat heavy mind you) before saying "Tell the lone gnome that my offer to teach them sorceries still stands as an act of forgiveness."
And with that, he heads off roughly in the direction of the two blond men. Yes, it might as well be crazy to offer to help the very foes that we just fought against. But it seems likely that it won't be the last encounter with the gnomes. Let's hope the next one is less...brutal

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    ~Felix Combeferre Auclair~
    Location: The Woods
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    Mood: Unconscious.
    Condition: Broken left arm, three broken ribs on the right side, and a head injury.
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    "Hmm," Felix replied with a nod, allowing Prompto to help him up. "Well...My left arm is broken, definitely. Three ribs... possible concussion." The blood that was oozing down Felix's face was dark, not crimson, and it seemed to be clotted, it didn't drip correctly. Almost like it was old. He turned his attention forward when he saw someone approaching carrying his ax. As it came closer to its owner, the ax seemed to vibrate slightly, a low, crystal blue glow starting to come from the blade. The Messorem sighed.

    "Yeah, yeah. It was my bad." He murmured to the weapon, pushing himself off of Prompto carefully and standing on his own as he grabbed the ax with his unhurt arm and winced heavily as he lifted it with one arm over his head and placed it on his back. "Thank you." The Reaper murmured to Orbeck. Before he stumbled, gripping on to the other blonde once again. "Fuck. Sorry." He muttered.
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"If all you people required was a simple claw, I don't see why you made your way all the way up here." A sudden, new voice sprang up from the back of the cave's walls. The Multi-Bear turned around and looked to the voice, that of which was the voice of a young adult male.

"Ah, young one. I see you have finally awoken from your slumber." The Multi-bear replied as he glanced over to the male. The person in question scoffed in response to the beast as if he had just insulted him greatly. His arms were crossed over his chest as he stepped out into the light, and he appeared to be around Wendy's age. Though, the odd thing was his clothing, which was for, whatever reason, a well-pressed suit with little to no wrinkles in it, despite having been inside of this bear cave.

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"My name is Byakuya Togami, you beast. I expect you to refer to me as such." He stated flatly, as he reached into his pocket and pulled out the claw that the group had been searching for. He held it out into his palm, waiting for someone to grab it. It didn't matter who, but whenever someone did, the Multi-Bear's eyes would widen in shock.

"H-how did you...?"

"Take your claw? It wasn't much of a challenge, really. You're quite the heavy sleeper." He explained further, before turning to face the group at large. "Now, as for all of you," He began, pausing as he gazed upon each and every one of you, a look of pure judgement in his eyes. "...people, I intend to accompany you all back to your safe-house in return for aiding you in your quest for this bear claw." He declared in an almost demanding tone. Dipper, of course, was weary of this new arrival, the almost technically-a-teen holding up his arms as he approached Byakuya.

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"Woah woah woah! Okay, listen man... I dunno who you are or how you got here or how you got that claw, but you can't just waltz up here with some bear claw and expect to--" Before he could finish, he was interrupted by the sound of the Multi-Bear grunting. He held up a paw to signify his words of wisdom that were coming through.

"It's quite alright, Dipper. Byakuya here is with me," The Multi-Bear explained. "I found him deep within the woods while trying to find some new batteries for my radio. He was unconscious and appeared to be injured, so I brought him back here for his safety. He has been no trouble to me so far, aside from the occasional smart mouth." He exhaled a sigh from his nose, before continuing. "And although I do not appreciate him taking my claw while I was sleeping, if it will aid you all in your quest, then I can certainly allow you to have it." The multi-bear said, before his dominant head looked up to all of you and smiled warmly. "I thank all of you for taking the diplomatic approach as well. It is not in my nature to fight unless it's to protect myself or that which I hold dear, so you have my deepest gratitude for extending that same courtesy."

"No!" Shouted Chutzpar from the back of the cave. "You were all supposed to slay the Multi-Bear for his crimes against man-kind!" He exclaimed, which prompted his fellow brethren to cheer in response to his words... and then promptly begin shoving each other, which then evolved into punches, which of course resulted in yet another brawl.

"Must you all fight like this all the time?! Why can you not make peace with one another? This senseless fighting is foolish!" The Multi-Bear roared, though his words just fell on deaf ears. The Multi-Bear sighed and looked downwards, while Dipper and Byakuya watched in annoyance.

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BABBA deserved better than this.

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"... you Manotaurs are trying to kill him over his taste in music, aren't you?" Nemu questions as she prepares to doze off, her head bobbing up and down. "Not because he threatened your kind~? Or because he stole one of your legendary artifacts~? Strange things are always abound in Gravity Falls, but the way you're acting will probably stay the strangest thing of all..."

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Johnson frowned at Byakuya, taking the claw. He put it in a pouch on his armor, blowing the smoke from his cigar away from the group. He nodded at the Multi-Bear. The Manotaurs would probably fight amongst themselves and leave the bear alone. However, the way back down was through the Leaderaur's cave. That would be a problem. He intended to set the kid straight, but first, they needed to get out of here alive.

"You got another way down from here? We went through the Red Bull advertisement's lair earlier, and he ain't gonna be sunshine and rainbows when word gets back that we didn't grease you like we promised. I like a good fight as much as the next Marine, but I ain't stupid."

The Sergeant said, cradling his rifle in one hand, and using the other to hold his cigar while he took a puff of the half-burnt stogie.

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Luna did just that, withdrawing her wing so that others can utilise the blue and pink lights.

"Alright then. Once you have utilised the lights to assume the ideal forms, give me the call and I will re-block the sun."

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"... you Manotaurs are trying to kill him over his taste in music, aren't you?" Nemu questions as she prepares to doze off, her head bobbing up and down. "Not because he threatened your kind~? Or because he stole one of your legendary artifacts~? Strange things are always abound in Gravity Falls, but the way you're acting will probably stay the strangest thing of all..."

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"Omigosh really?" Dorothy beamed as the multi-bear willingly offered everyone his claw, "Thank you so much Mister Multi-Bear!~" she exclaimed, running up to the multi-bear with her arms spread. But as she neared the gentle giant, Dorothy got a much better look at his many faces up close, and awkwardly hesitated. "U-Ummm...I'd hug you, but-..." Dorothy paused for a second, before reaching behind her hairband and pulling out a pair of batteries and handing them to the multi-bear, "Here! I picked these up for work tonight, but uh...guess the universe had different plans for me!"

Returning to the group, Dorothy tossed everyone a bright smile and a thumbs-up. "Hope you were taking notes, honey," she winked at Valentine, "That's how a professional does it!~" she added, proudly puffing her chest out at Dipper. Elsewhere, however, Dorothy noticed another one of her new friends was making some...unwise decisions. Scooting on over to Nemu's side, the Lilim gingerly grabbed her by the wrist, "Hey, hey, Sanjou, it's alright!~" Dorothy chimed in, grabbing Nemu's attention, "Just let them fight!~ They're kinda cute, actually," she commented, glancing their way and cringing as an enormous tooth flew past,

"Y'know...in a sexually frustrated frat boy kinda way? Whatever, they're harmless Sanjou,"

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589232 Prompto wasn't exactly expecting Felix to hold onto him from falling down again,least the latter wanted to kiss the floor again like earlier. However,the gunslinger couldn't blame the axe wielder either for the sudden grip,he IS hurt pretty badly after all.

“It's okay. We gotta help each other out when we can after all don't we? Especially in a world we hardly knew anything about. Still,got enough in ya to walk? I could still help you regroup if you want.”

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    Location: The Woods
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    Mood: Unconscious.
    Condition: Broken left arm, three broken ribs on the right side, and a head injury.
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    "Hmm," Felix replied with a nod, allowing Prompto to help him up. "Well...My left arm is broken, definitely. Three ribs... possible concussion." The blood that was oozing down Felix's face was dark, not crimson, and it seemed to be clotted, it didn't drip correctly. Almost like it was old. He turned his attention forward when he saw someone approaching carrying his ax. As it came closer to its owner, the ax seemed to vibrate slightly, a low, crystal blue glow starting to come from the blade. The Messorem sighed.

    "Yeah, yeah. It was my bad." He murmured to the weapon, pushing himself off of Prompto carefully and standing on his own as he grabbed the ax with his unhurt arm and winced heavily as he lifted it with one arm over his head and placed it on his back. "Thank you." The Reaper murmured to Orbeck. Before he stumbled, gripping on to the other blonde once again. "Fuck. Sorry." He muttered.
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Orbeck of Vinheim
Status: intrigued ​
Orbeck was able to reach Prompto and the clearly injured Felix who...is bleeding dark clotted blood? Could this stranger possibly be...
I'll ask afterwards. It would be a comfort to know that one undead other than my self was sent to this world. but then again...We all go hallow at some point.
The thoughts were put to the side as he handed the ax to Felix, too distracted to notice the vibrations or blue aura of weapon.
"Don't exert yourself... can you carry your weapon in your condition sir...?" he asked, still distracted by the clotted bleeding.

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    ~Felix Combeferre Auclair~
    Location: The Woods
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    Mood: Unconscious.
    Condition: Broken left arm, three broken ribs on the right side, and a head injury.
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    The Messorem stabled himself once more. It was his head injury that was making it harder than anything else. The world didn't seem flat enough to walk on. He lifted his eye to his face and wiped away the blood. He'd stopped bleeding already. "I'm fine." He responded. "Just not quite used to this is all. I can make it back." He looked to Orbeck at his question and nodded, looking over his shoulder at the blade that had now stopped glowing since it was with it's owner. Felix turned back to the other to, catching Orbeck's gaze. "Is...something the matter?" the blonde asked, quirking an eyebrow as he stopped forward, heading back to the Sweat Squad. He wanted to make sure everyone else was okay and see if there was something else he could do to help. He hadn't expected to feel so...protective so early on, but maybe it was apart of his past at this point. He thought back to the young blonde boy he had met earlier in his life and smiled to himself. Maybe...maybe it was time to find a new friend. Those thoughts were quickly pushed away by the hard throbbing of his head and the sharp pains in his side with each step. "Did we get the crystal at least?" He finally asked.
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  • Cole didn't move an inch as the giant Super-Manotaur ripped a bloody rib from his chest, only folding his arms when it seemed obvious that the only people the Manotaurs were willing to address were the "Manly" people- Drill Sergeant and the giant ogre, apparently- meaning he was mostly safe from any sort of major attention from the monstrosities. That didn't mean he wasn't going to watch his tongue- last thing he wanted was to have a messed-up hand like Brown-Haired Moron. He kept his Amp on his shoulders for now, suspiciously watching the Manotaurs as they began leading the way.

    ...And, as it turns out, the little boy wasn't exactly the brightest light bulb of the bunch as expected. Instead of the group having to kill the Multibear, they were supposed to make sure the animal wasn't six feet under? Really? Even though the bastard was supposed to be "dangerous"? The Demon couldn't help but scowl at Dipper, more out of frustration than true anger. His presumption earlier obviously wasn't too wrong.

    "Really? You couldn't tell us that when you were branding the big guy as 'dangerous' and while we were putting the notion of killing him to these Manotaurs?" The Conduit hissed under his breath, though when the Manotaurs quickly caught onto their speech Cole nodded at Dipper's dumb excuse.

    "Yeah. King-sized beds are the best to lift, of course." MacGrath added onto the lie, though the instant the Manotaurs looked away he too sighed, rubbing a hand over his face out of frustration. Now they were in a hell of a predicament.

    Later on, Cole heard some kind of pop song coming from a cave. His brows furrowed as he quietly listened, though kept his eyes upon the Manotaurs to see how they would react or if they would mention the song. Turns out they did. The morons began screeching angrily over the music, seemingly ready to bash in the source of the music. The instant Cole spotted Dipper having fun to the song, he smacked the kid less-than-gently on his arm like a disappointed father to his son. Thankfully the capped boy got the point and stopped, letting the source of music take the spotlight rather than the dumb kid.

    As most people began to prepare for a fight (but didn't attack just yet), the Conduit unsheathed his Amp before extending it, the clean metal blades shining in the lighting as he slowly stepped towards the middle of the group. Once again, any preparations seemed to be rendered mostly moot as some new guy came over and handed the claw the team needed to the old soldier. Sure, Cole didn't trust the guy as much as Dipper had, but considering the damn circumstances said boy had put the group into, this was probably the best way to avoid bloodshed.

    "Well, maybe if you had told us a bit more earlier..." He commented to the not-a-teen moron, his voice trailing off as he eyed the Manotaurs and got somewhat interrupted by the Multibear's little speech. Regardless, the monsters didn't exactly take kindly to this- and thus began beating the hell out of each other again. If anything, now was the time to get the hell out while the idiots were still infighting.

    Unfortunately enough, a few people were interested in provoking a fight with the giant monsters- while nobody had their powers back. In particular, that sleepwalking little girl and giant Epsilo. Chances were they would both piss the Manotaurs off and get them to attack. Yeah, that wasn't something Cole wanted. As a masked guy tried to passively calm Epsilo down, MacGrath opted for a more aggressive approach. The guy had already pissed him off earlier with his looks at him and Zacian- he wasn't about to let the moron screw everyone over just for his fifteen seconds of fame.

    "Shut up, you pea-brain, before you get us all killed!" The Conduit snarled, his patience with both Dipper and Epsilo's blunders visibly dwindling away by the second as he smacked the ogre's chest with his Amp to shut him up, albeit the hit wasn't a blow so much as a tap in order to get the idiot's attention. Thankfully, he didn't need to give Nemu an earful- another girl was on the job. Besides, she wasn't flailing around trying to break a giant monster's rib- if Epsilo made the Manotaurs mad, everyone was screwed.

    And to be honest? If that did happen, Cole wouldn't have any qualms using the not-so-wise ogre as a meat shield.

 
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    ~Felix Combeferre Auclair~
    Location: The Woods
    Inventory:
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    Power: N/A
    Mood: Unconscious.
    Condition: Broken left arm, three broken ribs on the right side, and a head injury.
    Color: #799caf    ​
    The Messorem stabled himself once more. It was his head injury that was making it harder than anything else. The world didn't seem flat enough to walk on. He lifted his eye to his face and wiped away the blood. He'd stopped bleeding already. "I'm fine." He responded. "Just not quite used to this is all. I can make it back." He looked to Orbeck at his question and nodded, looking over his shoulder at the blade that had now stopped glowing since it was with it's owner. Felix turned back to the other to, catching Orbeck's gaze. "Is...something the matter?" the blonde asked, quirking an eyebrow as he stopped forward, heading back to the Sweat Squad. He wanted to make sure everyone else was okay and see if there was something else he could do to help. He hadn't expected to feel so...protective so early on, but maybe it was apart of his past at this point. He thought back to the young blonde boy he had met earlier in his life and smiled to himself. Maybe...maybe it was time to find a new friend. Those thoughts were quickly pushed away by the hard throbbing of his head and the sharp pains in his side with each step. "Did we get the crystal at least?" He finally asked.
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Status: intrigued ​
Orbeck just realized that he was drawing Felix's attention to his visible curiosity.
"(Ahem*) my apologies for glaring, I...never mind. It can wait until after we arrive back." He said, "As for the crystal, the others are proceeding to do so as we speak."


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Achilles​

It was strange, really. Seeing all those little bastards grouping into one huge bastard, but it seemed with the combined arms at hand, the gnome-monstrosity was no more. Achilles took it to himself to ensure that no more gnomes would come in to strengthen the whole, stabbing at the few sneaky buggers who aimed at filling in the holes accumulated during the battle.

At long last, the being made of smaller beings exploded into individuals once more. Hopefully, he would gather this experience as something useful later, like if Typhon were to ever come back to the land of the living again.

With the battle over, it was only a single gnome left, caught on some garbage that had slowly melted away thanks to the squid-thing. He really should get names at some point. Whatever, it was time to deal with the little bugger.

He plucked the struggling thing off the ground and held it aloft, just at arm's reach, his grip growing stronger as the gnome struggled more.

"Τι να κάνουμε τώρα? Ίσως μπορώ να τον κρατήσω αργότερα;" (What to do now? Perhaps I can keep him for later?) He shrugged, and with a little help with some stray garbage, affixed him to his shield, just like medusa's head to athena's shield. He grinned at the thought, shaking it up and down with great amusement.

@SWEATSWEATSWEATSQUADSQUADSQUAD Nightwisher Nightwisher
 
Tenshi Hinanawi|After Impact

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Illiyasviel Von Einzbern said:
Plutia quickly ran to Tenshi (@BoltBeam) before grabbing her by the waist and holding her above her head. "Sorry, but you'll have to trust me! You have the sword!" She then flung the girl in blue hard towards the giant Gnome's head.
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Tenshi had landed after that impact, seeming dazed. "Eugh oh man... First the vomit urge, now that... Blegh! Did we win? Is it- oh!" She then sees the collective mess of all the gnomes - post group-up, and then being knocked down. She smiled, then felt this sting on her head. "OK, ouch, that's one heck of a throwing arm and power you got, and it hurt and all, but hey. It somehow worked." She commented to Plutia, albeit visibly angry. Girl just can't catch a break with this girl. First she gets crushed by her while she (no, seriously) fell from the sky the day before, now she gets thrown at a giant gnome amalgamation. 'After' the urge to throw up. She manages to stand, though is visibly dizzy. She shakes herself a moment and then gets some time to collect herself and actually compose herself. "OK, so... Uuuh... That's the gnomes somehow found, fought and beaten... What's the status on the crystal? Has anyone found one yet?" Tenshi asked, crossing her arms and just trying to relax. What a wild ride!

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Isabelle
The squid hybrid’s ink had finally freed the poor gnome but at the cost of some ink getting onto her clothing. Thankfully due it’s peculiar properties, the ink quickly dissvoled off of her. That was an odd way to free the gnome but whatever works, works she supposed. Before Isabel could even thank her, some random man simply forcibly grabbed him from her arms and attached him to his decorative shield. The next thing the man did was even worse. The man began shaking his shield with the sole intent of torturing the gnome.

“That’s too cruel!”

Isabelle attempted to pry the miniature human off of the decorative shield. It’d be mean to just let the man torment the poor thing. Her paws couldn’t really do much besides scratch the surface, but Isabelle couldn’t just sit there and do nothing. The gnome was a person!....probably. The point still stood that it shouldn’t be treated as a simple toy.

The thing was, Isabelle didn’t really weigh a lot. At most, she had the same mass as a heavy teddy bear. With the shield being held by someone as strong as the Greek hero Achilles, itd be easy for him to hold onto her. So as he moved it up, Isabelle went up with it. Now both the gnome and the dog were being tormented by the man.

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Slugcat​

They copied the other feline's body langauge, though they only ended up looking proud instead of outright smug. While miffed by the fact that they had barely been able to do anything to help, they were also relieved that all of them were alive and mostly well. The mismatched group of misfits were already starting to grow on them.

Sayo-Nara Sayo-Nara DerpyCarp DerpyCarp @SweaterSquad
 
--Whisper The Wolf-->
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Whisper simply watched as the Gnomes combined into one, gripping her Wispon like a sword preparing to hack away at the giant. However, before she could do anything, the battle's already won thanks to her comrades. She lowered her weapon and straightened her back, letting out a relieved sigh under the mask.

One of the gnomes that dispersed from the giant was trapped in a plastic soda holder, and was freed by the squid. It was then that the peculiar foreign warrior took the gnome and taped it to his shield, displeasing the dog girl from before. Without a second of hesitation, Whisper walked over to the blonde, grabbed the gnome on the shield and ripped it off of it forcefully, freeing the gnome but now wrapped in her comically large gloved hands. The reason why she did so was because...Well, she felt like it was the right thing to do.

Upon doing so, Whisper walked over to the yellow dog girl and handed her the gnome. "Here." She said, giving her the gnome captive. She had done similar tactics before, but only discreetly. Since she's currently present...Whisper might as well throw the whole discreet thing off the window.
 
The Doom Marine​

The combined onslaught of me and other members finally broke apart the giant gnome. Many fall onto and bounced off the ground before fleeing back into the forest. I revved my chainsaw at any that dared linger about. I shut it off when the last ones fled into the forest, were incapacitated, or in the case of one gnome, somehow got themselves stuck in a plastic holder. I shook my head at the sight of that, but he was our prisoner now I suppose.

I walked over to where the ax wielding blonde was. A few others already clustered around him as he described what he thought were injuries. My rage subsided, quickly replaced with worry at the various wounds. Broken bones, blood oozing from cuts, and a possible brain injury. He attempted to brush off offers at helping him by saying he was fine. I’ll admit, he healed rather quickly given that the bleeding already stopped in several areas, but I was not convinced. His grit spoke of pain staggering him.

However, before I could pick him up, I heard the small dog yell out “That’s too cruel!”

And the urge to bash my head against a certain hotheaded blonde grew when he shook a gnome strapped to his shield. Rage flared up at the harsh treatment of a prisoner. These gnomes were defeated with no reason for further harm. The conflict earlier was initiated was because our interests clashed with theirs. Any negotiations were shot out the moment Fool fired her ink.

The ax-wielding blonde was fine so long as he didn’t move much and made his injuries worse.

I walked over to where the Hotheaded Blonde and Fool were. I held them in my glare for a moment before attempting to bash my head against either of theirs. If my aim was true and it hit, my helmet would send a tidal wave of pain through their skulls. Not enough to cause injury, but enough to send a signal. Don’t do stupid things ever again or more head bashes for you. And thankfully, a small wolf creature had freed the gnome from his tormentor.

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    ~Felix Combeferre Auclair~
    Location: The Woods
    Inventory:
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    Power: N/A
    Mood: Relieved
    Condition: Broken left arm, three broken ribs on the right side, and a head injury.
    Color: #799caf    ​
    Felix eyed the long haired man for a moment before he finally looked toward the rest of the group. Everyone else seemed perfectly fine and healthy. Good...and they got the crystal, great...and a gnome...why? The Messorem sighed, wincing as the force of air irked his ribs. The ax blade glowed gently once more and the man rolled his eyes, grabbing it off his back and leaning against it. "Fine, fine." He grumbled to the weapon.
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