New Beginning 18: Beware of Reality Warpers!

[Zaleramancer]

Mik_Hael wrote

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

I just want to fight in a room that's not approaching solar heat.

[Mik_Hael]

I'm already the temperature of the surface of the sun so...Meh, I'll speed this up. I have to techniques, a giant wave of the flames of destruction, or a semi permeable dimensional barrier. Which one can you dodge better.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

 Be careful what you wish for.

(And give me a couple minutes to respond to you guys)

[Celadon's Penultimate]

The sand begins to get drawn into the tornado. The sand fights back from within, but it doesn't last long before Jester's forces overwhelm it and the sand refuses to fight anymore.

It grumbles, tired, and beckons to me to be returned to Mygea. It had cousins to visit, and sandstorms to start.

The sand disappears back home, and Jester moves on.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

The sand bellows and bays like a hateful hound of hell.

Water makes it so tired, it exerts much more effort to move than is necessary. Although the occasional hit is powerful and sodden with the water, the sand overall is getting a heck of an unwelcome workout.

It gives one last swat to smack the daylights out of Marv before tapping out, and asking me to return it to Mygea, so it can bask in the desert sun. His cousin, the mud on the shores of Mygea, would have been better to deal with a watery assault.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

"Damn sand hurts like the dickens. It rattled my poor brain meats."

I continue on, staggering slightly.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

The jungle does NOT like being burned.

Its first retaliation is a swift slap from a thick rubber tree.

And then, it begins taking in the solar energy from the sun shining outside, and the plants begin regenerating rapidly.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

As though by some subliminal wish-granting Deus ex Machina, Zale's challenge shall be from the arctic. Or rather, the subarctic.

It bites any open skin bitterly, with freezing cold winds, and snowballs and icicles and frigid waters from all sides.

[Philote]

"Shadow" I say as I rub my arm from deflecting the rubber tree.

"On it." The cover of night takes over the room, obscuring everything except for my teams vision.

"Psy next"

A telekinetic ring forms in her palms, and like a super magnet, the water in the plants begins shifting towards her.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

(You guys each have your responses now; respond to my responses, once, or as little as possible; I don't want to lose track of what's going on, and I don't want anybody to feel like I skipped over them)

[Zaleramancer]

"F-f-freezing." I wrap myself in an aura of heat and fire.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

 The trees groan angrily as their water bends to Psy's will.

"You want water?" The trees whisper in shuffly, leafy tones, "Have some!"

A storm cloud looms overhead, pouring forth a hateful torrent to give Psy a taste of his (or her; sorry, forgot if it's a boy or girl) own medicine.

[Mik_Hael]

What hell am I in?

[Philote]

(Psy and Golet are the girls )

Psy expands the ring and holds it aloft with both her hands over her head, stopping the torrent to the best of her ability. With a quick spin, she reverses the gravity in the room, letting the rain form harmlessly on the ceiling below us. The rest of us merely rotate in air to adjust to the new gravity.

[Philote]

(You're in dessert with Marv I believe)

[Celadon's Penultimate]

I gave you desert and you beat that one. Now move on to my second (final) challenge for you.

And when you are done, WAIT. You all reach me at the same time.

[Mik_Hael]

Fair enough, i recombine with my clones....unfortunately the recombination increases my density and power to that of a spacial anomaly so it'll take a while to cool back down anyway.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

 Just move on to the next room.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

Yeah, like I've done.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

 The icy snowy landscape shifts to attack Zale, refusing to let him have a moment to stand steadily.