((I'll wait a bit for Tiruin to post, unless someone has permission to post in her place, because her action might be important and I don't want to make a decision for her, out of fear I might accidentally use the information I have to aid either side.
I'll also be studying for some exams until the end of next week, so I might not be able to make a turn.))
"The mask stays on."
Tsar mask. Aim to strike her in the head with the enlargening filter part. Also repair the cracked lens for no reason.
Stab her repeatedly with an untsared knife if I can.
((There is no way this action can go wrong. None at all.))
In your panic, you pour everything you got in your mask, hoping it will protect you. The mask grows in less than a second into... well, you can't really see it, given that it's on your face. But it is now no longer
only on your face. You can also feel it on your chest. And it is now fifty times as heavy. You can barely move your head. That and the fact that the goggles have become a bit smaller isn't good for your awareness of your surroundings. Not to mention that it has gotten a bit harder to breathe.
You hear a pained groan as it grows, but the weight of your opponent is not removed from your body.
"Aww, come on... Don't be like that!" you hear her muffled complaints and grunts as she tugs on your mask. You can see her face above yours. She seems to be back to enjoying this, although it's clear she's tired and not doing very well.
"I just want to see your face, I promise."
Meanwhile, your free hand frantically searches for your dropped knife. Just as you begin to feel she's finally making some progress, you touch something cold and quickly grab it tightly before your hand's momentum can push it away, cutting yourself in the palm in the process. But that's the least of your concerns right now.
You twist the knife so that you hold it by the handle and use it to stab towards where you feel her weight. The knife encounters resistance and then stops, there's a sound between a gasp and a grunt, you feel your hand getting wet. You pull the knife out and stab again. And again.
The third stab is intercepted by her hand.
"You...!" she growls as she twists your arm. "Stay..!" She keeps growling and grunting as she uses her other hand to try and take the knife from you. You struggle for a while but she manages to overpower you. "DOWN...!" She stabs you in the palm with it, pinning it to the ground. The pain is not insignificant but you manage to not let it cloud your mind, for now. That hand will have trouble grabbing anything, though.
You feel her weight finally getting off you.
...
Alan surveys himself, then decides to try something out of TV.
YOU FOOL! THIS ISN'T EVEN MY FINAL FORM!
Perform DBZ-style transformation into a slightly pudgier guy wearing an apron now.
YOU FOOL! THIS ISN'T EVEN MY FINAL FORM!You close your eyes and begin shaking, your fat jiggling.
...
"What's going on?" a judge reluctantly breaks the silence after a dozen seconds or so. Others follow him.
"Was something supposed to happen?"
"What did he think that would do?"
"Silence!" says the chief-chef and the rest oblige.
"If the defendant has nothing to say for himself but nonsense, then I have no choice but to find him in contempt and declare- Huh?"
Your shaking continues to intensify. When suddenly, there's a flash of light. You are surrounded by a yellowish light and wind begins to blow away from you.
"NO! This CANNOT be!"You start screaming and don't stop. You begin getting larger and taller, your fat multiplying. And you grow patches of thinning greasy hair on your scalp that stand upwards in a poor attempt at making them spiky.
A great and drawn out
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" joins your screaming as lightning begins to strike nearby objects. And then, there's an explosion of light.
When the dust clears, only you are left standing.
You are in a crater in the centre of the now destroyed kitchen, fatman sayen, the bane of all chefs.
The judges begin to stir and get up from wherever the blast has scattered them.
((Yes, I know chief and chef mean the same thing.))
Turn into a very large centipede, and curl up into a circle. A flat plane, not a sphere. Maneuver towards the wall opposite from the direction the tunnel heads next, and twist around so that I will roll down the slope, and transfer my down momentum into sidewards momentum. Then continue rolling after my entity, continuously growing as I do so.
I'm gonna be without Internet for a week. Please put my character into standby until I return.
Your trick works... sort of. But only because touching the wall slows you down enough that you can turn without getting crushed. There are more twists and turns ahead (which you roll through easily), until the tunnel becomes a straight line again, now moving horizontally. But you're running out of momentum. This isn't the fastest means of locomotion, after all.
"When in my beauty their eyes shower~"Your entity begins flashing with blue light, each flash brighter than the last. You can see more turns coming up ahead.
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OOCLook what I made, a TV Tropes page! Come add tropes to it.
Oh, what sad times are these when even passing ruffians can have a TVTropes page for their RTD.
Seriously though, thanks, that means a lot. I'll add it to Reply #1 and my sigtext.
Maybe I'll even add a few Tropes, if I have the time.
((I'm a little curious what the reactions of the various entities in the Staging area are to the events of the mission.))
Well, you can always ask when you get back. Some of them are very talkative, if you get them talking. Some might not even lie.
Thanks for that question, by the way. Because I know almost everything about them, they seem very transparent to me, rarely surprise me. That helped remind me that others don't see it like that.
Interested in anybody in particular or just learning more about their character in general?
Get into the fire-escape door. Look for a phone and use it if there is one. If not, go inside a bit more and try some more doors until I find a phone.
Ah, my host's life depends on a simple, common object in most households. At least, in my previous world, it was.
I hope that's the same case here. Otherwise, I'm screwed.
((Hey look a situation Alan would be really handy for.))
Yeah, especially with that upgrade you chose for Mission 1.
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