New Beginning 18: Beware of Reality Warpers!

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Mik_Hael wrote

....must hold back urge to transmogrify statue into surrealist nightmare fuel.....

 Just approach the manor already...

[Mik_Hael]

I approach manor

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Manor.

[Mik_Hael]

I approach the base of the Grammar natzi's...joke complete.

I attempt to enter.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

I let down the forcefield I had set up with MythPower: Soter/Soteria Says. There's no need to resist any longer.

Instead, I will simply make the journey to find me very difficult.

I turn each room of my house into a different environment. Some are desert, some arctic, some volcanic, some jungle, etc. And I remove any psychic trace of me. The only way any of you can lock onto my location is by actually FINDING me; none of that psychic locating stuff (on me or Techne or Computress).

My servants have all been allowed to leave the Game Dimension, and wait outside in True Celadon.

It's just me, the fighters of Fighter X (not evil; observing), the Heroes of Celadon (not evil; observing, except Techne who's with me to provide tech) and Computress (on my side).

Enter at your own peril.

[Mik_Hael]

I enter.

[Mik_Hael]

I make a copy of myself, and then the two of us each make a copy, and then the four of us each make a coppy, and then the eight of us each make a copy, and then the sixteen of us each make a copy....

three minutes later...An army of Mik Hael's sweep across the first area. It will be destroyed after sweep is completel.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

As I already have.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

The first area to be encountered is the desert zone.

Hot like the Sahara, and full of sand, this scape rears up like a living organism. It twists, contorts, writhes and sends hot winds and cutting sand constructs to assault the Jester army and Marv.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I form up my trusty quartz shield and juggernaught charge through the room. Hoping I can muscle my way through.

[Mik_Hael]

Each Jester's body temperature increases to that of the surface of the sun, melting the sand into glass as they walk forward.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

Though not impossible, my roomscapes will not make it easy to get through.

It whips about like a sandy mini-sea, and blusters mini sandstorms. A bit of the sand even coalesces into glass, in a deadly attempt to thwart Marv's endeavor forward.

[Philote]

I return with my lieutenants, phasing through the outer wall and entering into some terrain environment of a room.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

The sand reacts to Jester's attack, whipping about as viscous liquid glass. Remaining hot, it slashes and slices at Jester and his clones in an attempt to deter them. The temperature of the room handles the solar heat, and reflects the same warmth back on the walls, which have coated over with adamantium  to conduct any residual heat.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

The room's phase shifts. Philote will be unable to phase out of it now, or teleport, or exit by any other means than fighting his way out.

And the jungle room will not be forgiving.

Mists obscure the landscape, which consists of sneaky vines, aggressive trees, unpredictable rains, and humidity that quickly tires all but the toughest.

[Mik_Hael]

I"m starting to get slightly annoyed.

the Jesters snap their fingers and summon a large tornado that begins to draw in the sand.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I leap back and unleash a torrent of water .

[Zaleramancer]

I also phase through the walls, hoping to find a shortcut.

[Mik_Hael]

...Do we wan't this drawn out or are we blasting through?

[Philote]

Sensing the magic in the jungle, Pyro and I press our fists together, and unleash a wave of flames with the force of several stars. When we are done, a large part of the jungle remains, proving its resilience. We start flying towards the other side of the room, to try to gain a better understanding of the area.