NPF Avatars 5 - The Universe, Breaking Us Down

[Wizardcat]

Like any feline, Wizzle simply shook off all of the Marmalade. The people next to him probably wouldn't be that happy, but he was more focused on other things. Such things included why the godlike thing used the elevator instead of a dramatic entrance. Or what exactly Nikose's shadowy side was.

Anyways, he decided, it was probably best to get moving. Hmm. Should I jump wall to wall? Nah, that other person already did. Walk up the wall using my claws? It'd probably hurt. Use Twilight Magic in an annoyingly efficient fashion? Sure, why not?

And as such, the cat mage raised a paw, and formed twilight into a portal as he had done earlier. Walking into it, he walked out another at their destination.

[Melfice]

Melfice tried something out in his mind.
Seeing as Indori was of the Earth element, it would surely be no problem to rise some earth up as an elevator, right?

"Err... Melfice? I have news."
"Yes?"
"For some reason I can't manipulate the earth. I couldn't even pull up the rock-armour now, if the need arose."

Melfice looked down at his feet. While all the floors had been made with some sort of stone, or natural stonelike components -be it marble, cement or otherwise, and thus increasing Indori's power- the elevator was made of steel and unnatural materials. No earth nearby for Indori to possible manipulate.

"Hmm, how... annoying. Very well, it seems we must climb then. Indori, will you please reshape yourself to becoming a ring? A lion design would be nice."
"Of course, Melfice. I'm sorry I can't be more of help."
"Not at all, Indori. It's not your fault."

Indori reshaped himself to a fine looking seal-ring, ornate and shining like silver, but black as night.
Melfice looked round a bit, and noticed the ladder, and chuckled at the others who were using the center cable. He started climbing after them.

[The Artist Formerly Known as Hawk]

Before the marmalade explosion...

Hawk slowly came back to consciousness during the showdown with the over-sized fruit preserve, saw it, watched as someone tried to microwave it and stayed the fuck away. There was no way he was risking having his flesh burnt off for the sake of victory over foodstuffs and so he turned his attention to the still sounding alarm coming from his TMT*.

After a breif diagnostic reading of the time rape he gave up trying to understand the contradictory readings he was getting, it was making his head hurt and he still wasn't in the best of shape after that last shock. I know I'm supposed to help prevent shit like that from happening, but even I can't figure it out. Far as I can tell, Arhra and Rhiya should have just destroyed themselves in there, the same mass cannot occupy the same space after all, unless something about one of them was fundamentally changed. Of course, they ARE in a bubble universe, so that may explain it, but then how did another Arhra appear and escape the inescapable reality bubble to come here? And what the hell was all that Caturday nonsense?! And the sudden time compression vacuum that seemed to open another doorway from the bubble universe to some other dimension and time?!! Aw fuck it, now I have a headache!

Then the thing exploded and Hawk ducked behind... someone... and safely avoided any sticky bits.

And now...

Seeing as most people were avoiding this so-called "god" that had just descended from on high (via elevator, for some inexplicable reason), Hawk followed the others towards the lift. "Well, at least we don't have to take the stairs any more", he muttered mostly to himself, before shrinking back down into his cursed form.

He flew up through the hole in the lift and followed the others up the tower.

*Timelink-MultiTool; Yes, it's taken me this long to actually give it a propper name.

[Bailey]

Keyman cautiously picked his weapon up off the floor and nearly followed the others, but then looked at his feet. For some reason, he was wearing roller blades. There was no way that this would be a good thing while trying to climb a ladder. Keyman took the rollerblades off, hung them on his shoulders by the laces, shifted to green, and began scrambling up the ladder, catching up quite quickly despite the time spent untying his footwear.

[Arhra]

Arhra had just finished following through on her decision to eat her own magic, delicately nibbling at the last chunk of the stuff and then popping it in her mouth. She seemed to find it delicious.

As Arhra swayed slightly on the spot, eyes half closed in pleasant reflection on the subtle layers of flavour, the Marmalade was messily defeated, splattering her with gunk. She glowered and promptly burst into flames, making use of the fiery aura she'd inherited from her killing of monsters (flamers surprisingly enough). Arhra had found it to be of amazing utility in getting herself clean. Really, it was that or tricking AB into one of her cosplay forms and then stealing her towel.

This important task out of the way, Arhra spotted Sokar standing arms crossed, staring off into the distance. Sokar! The egyptian god of decay! Right here! In the same room as her! Arhra resolved to get his autograph before she moved on.

A short time later Arhra stepped into the lift, humming merrily as she carefully tucked a slip of paper into her pocket. Acclimating herself with the situation, she gazed up the lift shaft.

"What would Samus do?" Arhra mused. Somehow setting off the self destruct sequence was out of the question. Then, noting the relative narrowness of the shaft, it all became perfectly clear.

"Hiyah!" Arhra shouted, leaping up at the wall and kicking off, sailing to the side of the lift cables and kicking off the opposite side, continuing the sequence from there. She paused a moment on the ladder to rest and then resumed her ascent. The irony was lost on her.

* * *

Attempting to discover what exciting new power reincarnation had granted her (him), Rhiyan focused and was hit on the head by a giant crayon of purple hue. He looked at it, then looked accusingly at Arhra. "Oh, so the reincarnation means I lose my wings, my dragon form, and all I get to do is summon oversized novelty art accessories?!"

"Looks like it." Arhra said without emotion. It seemed her precious energy draining and chaotic magic were gone, perhaps never to return. It was probably Rhiya's fault. On the plus side, giant dragon rampaging!

Musing about this, she heard faintly Inbred saying, "Arhra, I need to have a word with you." Turning to see what the half-chocobo wanted, Arhra saw herself flying through the air at herself. Bewilderment gave her no time to get out of the way. The two Arhra's crashed together in a painful tangle of limbs and there was a sudden flash, a third Arhra appearing on top of the pile. There was no causal link between these two events.

They sprang to their feet, circling and eyeing each other like cats. None showed any sign of disappearing. "What is going on here?" all three said at once.

The Arhras jumped back, startled at this synchronity. "Wait. what?!" they said together. "So if... Oh, we're all... That means... But... Ahhhhh." the three finished in satisfaction. They hadn't bothered to finish their sentences - each one had already realised the other two were thinking the same thing. They knew the other two knew that they knew.

This out of the way and any fights to the death put off for the moment, they also decided to delay certain other questions for the moment. The trio approached Pedro, the winged Arhra at the middle. "We are done with being completely batshit insane." they informed him solemnly.