One Cupcake

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane tiptoes around the gate, eyeing it like it’s about to jump out and attack her. With all her ties to her various allies (and potential murderers) cut, she’s feeling a little off-kilter. Whether this is the thing that brought her here or the thing that will get her out, she doesn’t feel like jumping into it will have any bearing on her tight-assery. After all, it’d be just ludicrous to jump headfirst into it when she doesn't know what it does.

Unless her dad’s in there.

Oh shit, what if her dad’s in there?!

Jane grips her cheeks (the ones on her face, geez!), groaning a little. Whatever is she meant to do now?]

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[stubbornskeptic]

Bubble? Drones?

[Jane shakes her head. That's not really important just yet. She's got plenty of time to catch up on things back home later, after all.]

So what's the point of this game, then? It seems it took everything out of my sylladex, so I'm feeling a mite helpless at the moment!

[hoperaider]

[Yeah, he'll kind of. Get back to her on that.]

Again, I'm not 100% positive, but so far it hasn't been anything monumental. Really, we've just sort of been milling about all will-he-nil-he. You should have a Relic on your person.

[Jake takes his Relic out to show her.]

Oh, while we're at it, let's register each other on its little friends list! It's really simple. We just hold them out, facing like so, and wait a few seconds. [He demonstrates it and shit.]

[stubbornskeptic]

[Jane starts rummaging in her pockets, eventually pulling out the device and staring at it awkwardly as she holds it up to Jake's.]

What is this for? Chatting? I feel like we won't need that now that we're all here together...

[hoperaider]

[Ding! Friend registered. Oh, and she's a Harvest Cleric, too! Perfect!]

No, it's not for chatting, although I think you could send a short mail? At any rate, we use it as a sort of all-purpose device as a map, a way to form up a party, checking up on your stats, and to see what's in your inventory. Looks like you're the healing class, which is fantastic since Dave is rather disgruntled about it!

[stubbornskeptic]

I have a new class? [She glances at her own screen, noting that Jake is something called a "Steam Gunner".] I guess this really is a whole new game...

What does this mean? Do I have to learn how to heal people?

[hoperaider]

Pretty much, but I think you start off with one healing skill. And then you get better ones the more you level. At least, that's what I assume.

[stubbornskeptic]

Oh. So it's not as easy as the Life stuff was. I didn't even have to be conscious for that to kick in!

I suppose this Dave person can show me the ropes, then?

[hoperaider]

From what I've heard, we can regain what powers we lost the higher in level we get.

Perhaps! He doesn't seem very comfortable with his...ah...get-up.

[stubbornskeptic]

Don't tell me they made the poor fellow wear a dress.

[hoperaider]

They did indeed! You know the magical girl genre of anime Dirk likes to go on about for "the irony?" That's essentially what poor Dave is right now.

[stubbornskeptic]

Hoo hoo! The poor thing! That's a regular Bugs Bunny level drag joke, right there!

[hoperaider]

I know, right? It's brilliant! Poor chap.

[stubbornskeptic]

Does he have to wear it, though? Perhaps we could rustle up something more manly for him.

[hoperaider]

I've seen some stores that sell different clothing for people to wear, so maybe?

[stubbornskeptic]

I imagine he wouldn't want to match me, hoo hoo.

[hoperaider]

I don't see why he wouldn't want to match the likeness of an excellent gumshoe such as yourself.

[stubbornskeptic]

[She blushes a little.]

Maybe if I was in a fashionable trenchcoat. Less so if I'm going to be wearing a magical-girl-type skirt, don't you think?

[hoperaider]

Maybe, but from what I've seen, it hasn't bothered him unless someone points it out to him. Doing so may equate to not getting healed, though, so I tend to avoid saying anything about it.

[stubbornskeptic]

Well, now you can just let me take care of it! All the mocking you want, for free, hoo hoo.

[hoperaider]

Genius! Now we'll have to make sure we stock up on SP recovery items, too, or you'll have your hands full with us.

[stubbornskeptic]

Oh? Is SP for magic?

[She gets a little excited at the idea of using magic, suddenly. Oh, maybe this will be just as fun as the alpha!]

[hoperaider]

Yes! Everyone has it, but you and the Shadow Warlocks have tons more to use. I think it stands for "Spirit Points" or some noise like that. At any rate, it regenerates rather slowly on its own, so if we want to be really frigging stingy, we could wait around in a safe room until we're all better with the SP.

[Oh yeah.]

Oh, and apparently we shout out our attacks, whether we mean to or not. Dirk and I found that out the hard way. It was...embarrassing. To say the least.

[stubbornskeptic]

Oh, goodness. You'd think Dirk would enjoy that, though! It's very anime, don't you think? Right out of Sailor Moon, in fact!

[hoperaider]

You would think! But no, he blushed brighter than a tomato. Really, I think it was karma since he did it after I shouted my own attack, and teased me about it. Wish I could've recorded it for you and Roxy!

idk i can't decide on an icon that's good enough /goes with that

[stubbornskeptic]

Aww, hehe. I never imagined Mr. Strider would be the blushing type, actually!