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[Remuthra]

Retreat to the spike room.

[Xantalos]

Dammit Xantalos, I'll have to wait until I'm actually in to do any more research, won't I?

Yes.
...
I'm a swear word for you now, aren't I?
Hehehe

[Dermonster]

I've been a swear for a long time.

[Xantalos]

I've been a swear for a long time.

Yes, but solely for one person? It's a compliment.

[Tiruin]

Myra stopped and looked at the man on the far end of the room--someone she saw earlier. She sees him holding a stick, perhaps a wand or something for prodding things..

"Do you need help?"

Examine room.

[Lalasa]

Derek snapped to attention as the sound of a familiar woman's voice.  It seems the normal-ish looking lady was back, but Derek was no longer as afraid.  He was armed now with what he supposed was a magical stick.  Maybe it could help make use out of this odd book?  Waving it around a few times, he turns to look at Myra, an unhappy frown on his face.

"If you could help me get out of this wonky place, I'd gladly accept it.  I hate it here!  Everything is really dangerous and there are crazy people with axes!  Do you think this thing can do magic?" Derek asks, his question hanging in the air.

Thumbing through the book, he finds a page with a decently sane and gore-free picture.  Pointing his wand at nothing in particular, he attempts a spell again.  "Delanes!" he exclaims, emboldened by his find.

[Xantalos]

Heh. Silly old person.

Find a secluded area.

[scapheap]

More whipping at fuzzy

[Tiruin]

"If you could help me get out of this wonky place, I'd gladly accept it.  I hate it here!  Everything is really dangerous and there are crazy people with axes!  Do you think this thing can do magic?" Derek asks, his question hanging in the air.

"Crazy people indeed, the way back is filled with fighting and whatnot. I believe the connection is with the books we hold.

"...Though, it also makes sense. What we've seen recently is magic. What's the problem over there? No way out or the lack of a door? I'll help you." Myra replied, discerning the man to have no malevolent intent. "..Well, that is, if you're ok with that. It's been only minutes and people have been spouting words and gesturing like mad.

"Makes me wonder who else found these books...I'm Myra, by the way."

[Toaster]

Pick up Joe and throw him at Jack.

Retreat to the spike room.

More whipping at fuzzy

[Fuzzy Spd:6]
[Joe Spd:1+1-1]
[Jack Spd:6-1]

[Fuzzy Str:4]
[Fuzzy Dex:2+1]
[Joe Dex:2-1-1]

[Fuzzy Dex:2+1]
[Jack Dex:1]

[Fuzzy Str:3]

Jack moves to attack Fuzzy, but Fuzzy is faster.  He moves to weaponize Joe, but forgets that people are really heavy.   He's able to get him up, but the best he can do is just shove Joe in the way of Jack, who completely fails to dodge.  The two of them go down in a tangled heap, and are unable to extricate themselves in time to execute their own plans.

"You poor meaty bastard. Maybe I can find a use for you, eh?"

Actions!

You move to the doorway, but nothing happens.

Be the subject of more dick jokes.

The Flesh Weapon Shop:  You can't beat our meat!

Examine room.

There's not too much else to say about this room, so you examine the silver bars instead.  You're no metallurgist, but they look like perfectly pure silver to you.  You could pick one up, sure, but it's pretty heavy and would make a fairly poor weapon.  Will magic work?  Let's find out.

[Pot:2]  Nothing happens.

Shrugging, you leave them behind and head to the west side of the bridge and join Derek.

"Delanes!" he exclaims, emboldened by his find.

You hold out your new wand and say your word.

[Pot:2+1] Nothing happens.  The wand also did nothing, so you're not sure if it did have- or would have had- any actual effect on the spell.

Find a secluded area.

The manpile over there shows no sign of abating, and everyone else has left the room.  You head up the north stairs.  It's pretty secluded on the ledge, since no one else is up here.

Scapheap:  Jack  -  Northeast side, Grand Room  {Left hand is foot-long bone whip, tourniquet on stump, on ground}
Xantalos:  Xantalos - North ledge, Grand Room  {Ley lines on body}
Derm:  Derm - At south exit, Grand Room  [Chink the Halberd]
Chink:  Chanala - At south exit, Grand Room  (Is just a torso, which is a halberd)  [Wielded by Derm]
Tiruin:  Myra - West side of bridge, Bottomless Pit
Lasla:  Derek Grimdur - West side of bridge, Bottomless Pit  [Wand]
FuzzyZergling:  Fuzz - Northeast side, Grand Room
Remuthra:  Joe Bridger - Northeast side, Grand Room  {On ground, ribs broken}

[GreatWyrmGold]

Is Chanala ever going to do any actions?

[Toaster]

Chanala is actually in a bad place.  The transformation is stuck in the "on" position, and he is unable to attempt spells to fix it.  Pretty much the only options are someone coming along and fixing him, him somehow gaining control over flesh and trying to fix himself by will, or Derm saying "screw it" and chucking him into the spikes/bottomless pit/other method of murder.

If Chink just wishes to become NPCed and let the next person in line in, I will accept that as well.

[GreatWyrmGold]

I'd appreciate that. I don't think it makes sense that an inanimate object should hold up the waitlist.

[Chink]

I'm fine with being NPC'ed and letting the next person in, on the condition that if I somehow get transformed back, I regain my position as a player.

[scapheap]

Get up and whip Fuzzy.