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[Taricus]

*Runs around the workshop*

[Ochita]

*The shadow brings down the mars symbols, and out of nowhere a flurry of hits attack both Ochita and Dariel. Ochita seems a little taken back, but summons a valkerie, who slices the shadow.*

[Taricus]

((Is the TV on?))

[Tellemurius]

*teleports next to the two*
"Wtf is going on now?"

[Phantom]

Dariel just finds this as a sparring session, and throws Ochita at the shadow for no particular reason.


Berkar wonders why he is still in stasis.

[Ochita]

*Ochita just goes with it, and soundly hits the shadow as a ball of spikes.*
"Saving someone you idiot!"

[Something Evil]

"Oh? Well I'm not giggling right now.. and I don't feel particularly fluffy" *With an evil grin Crystal leaps at Amy*

*The forefox wraps her arms around Crystal, her continuous grin mirroring the vixen's.*
A: "You're always fluffy."
*Amy reaches down and cups her hands around Crystal's tail, squeezing lightly to force the air out and flatten the fur. She then lets go, allowing the tail to revert to its usual volume.*
A: "See?"

[Phantom]

Dariel also tries to throw Kanji out. Somewhere, a Whiteshield is weirded out by a suddenly appearing 'Irony Daemoness.'

[Tellemurius]

"Idiot? well sorry there isn't no damn warning system anywhere"
*pulls out Rifle*
"Ghost rounds should do it"
*runs in, gun blazing hitting the dark creature*

[Taricus]

*Bashes the TV*

[Ochita]

*The shadow just absorbs the bullets.*
"Look out, its immune to light!"
*Ochita manages to hit the shadow soundly, and now its on its knees.*

[Phantom]

Berkar takes the opportunity to start biting Taric for no apparent reason, other than to stop him from trapping the three inside.

[Tellemurius]

"well looks like energy tear for me"
*body drops but his energy form comes out, holds down the creature*

[Taricus]

*Bashes the wall with berkar*

"NO BITING YOU!"

[Something Evil]

((@ Ochita: How'd Taric, Berkar and Clay get into your house, let alone to the TV-shaped gateway to the Elemental Plane of Cheap Psychology? I mean, honestly, home alarms? Or at least a heavy, locked door?))