Eugh. Disgusting. she quipped looking at the broken crocodile jaw of the suit, possibly even somewhat relieved as the BlackInk hits her, to which she responds by putting up a Barrier, trying to keep up with her adversary by tracking the subtle anomalies in the wave continuum as it shifts with his movement*, all with the intent to get as many buster shots in as possible.

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*I know this sounds like BS, but I swear to you it's an actual feature in Star Force battles. You can see afterimages when enemies move even when you're blinded.

An unexpected element quite rudely breaks through a door that wasn't there before and sits at the Chair, immediately typing away at the

Okay, that's all functional. Let's get started, then. Suddenly, everyone hears MIDI calling out to them, wondering Are you coming or what?!

Gah!
The attack is evaded by the girl slipping and falling on her back in a not particularly graceful manner before the stream carrying her springs her back on her feet. She turns to see where the attack came from.
The hell do ya want? Lookin' for a fight, are ya?! Well, you got one!
The deep blue glow of her otherwise transparent diving mask from which mechanical facsimiles of fins sprout out to the sides does nothing to conceal her anger despite covering her entire face. The two things that stick out most on her grape colored wetsuit-like get-up, however, are a glowing crest similar to the one on the psychotic scalie's helmet... and the cannon-like buster setup morphing into a blue gauntlet as she warps up in his face for a FrzKnuckle180!

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FrzKnuckle180(Aqua): Punch and freeze enemy in front of you!

They continue on their way, seemingly not noticing the maniac in their vicinity. As they pass a bit closer, you notice they are not walking. Instead, a small torrent of water is carrying them along the roads quite quickly.

Even before going into the wavehole, it catches the newly insane fellow's eye, even without a visualizer, that there's not much activity in the Roads today... besides some rando carrying around what seems to be a wave-based facsimile of a duffel bag floating idly by their side, as if it were hanging on an invisible strap.

@Malware hey, please don't post multiple short posts in a row. if you have something to add to the first one just use the convenient edit button

Bursting out of a golden pile, Mighty spits a large amount of coins out.
The dungeon, huh? Well, that's a clue, I guess. But how are we supposed to find it?
Mighty carefully picks up a caltrop off the ground, putting it to his eye for a better look and poking himself in the face.

Perfect timing for what?

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The chips seemingly turn Mighty into a pancake, but he springs back up into shape with slight difficulty, backpedals and hits the chips at Schest as they fall back down.

[[]() Yeah, sure, here you go.]{missile_freeze}
MIDI tosses Gyro the book, which somehow lands perfectly closed in his hands.
I should also probably introduce you two to... this guy!
MIDI directs everyone's attention to the Nameless Individual Still Consuming Beans.
Everyone, this is... uh. I know you can't remember your name, but I need to call you something.

MIDI seems quite startled by something Gyro said rather calmly.
Wait, you mean you got out t-you got out?! How?! Where did you end up, what was it like?!
Cooling off a bit, he stares intently at Gyro as if he's both scanning him and expecting an answer.

That's convenient. Hey, Gyro! How have ya been?
MIDI helps the propeller feller up.

Well, that's convenient.
Mighty turns 180° to face the dice guy, slapping him in the face with the force of a nuclear missile.

Right. Thank you.
Caught a bit off guard by a buster not being used for busting, Chord retrieves his ticket.
Looks like they're going on another train. This brass guy must really like trains. Nothing wrong with that, though, trains are cool, but the tonal whiplash between the sci-fi brutalist architecture and vintage accessories does leave you wondering what kind runs along these rails.

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...
...There he goes. Oh god.
Mighty tries thinking really hard for a second, but...
Nope, no dice. Okay, I suppose we'll have to go about this the old-fashioned way.
Mighty gets up from a chair so fast that he rips through the fabric of spacetime, arriving at

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where he looks around for any FEs in the area.