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Who: Sparkles, whoeverrrr
When: Day 30, late afternoon/early evening
Where: NATURE
What: 8U

[After some fruitless searching, perhaps today will be your lucky day?]

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[ Whatever they're eating looks kind of like an arm. ]

[ The spiders closest to you are beginning to chitter and take notice of their company. ]

[BURNS THE SPIDERS :|]

Someone.

I suggest we drive them off.

Mind the toasting!

I can get whatever they got out if I can get close enough.

[But will help with ecto blasts.]

[gives Ptou a look]

I am not a novice, I am being careful!

[ The first row of spiders get roasted, but soon there's a veritable wave of spiders going along the walls and the floor and the ceiling to drop on you and start biting >F. ]

Razzy, try that!

[there are a lot of spiders here...]

[He pulls on Zhen Ji's power to rise up over the black skittery carpet of spiders, but it sure doesn't help much for the ones coming down. At one bite, then another, he really just resorts to slapping them off where they fall.]

Speed! Make haste!

[Gosh, this is kind of like terapedes...hopefully they burrow less.]

Got it. [And I will fly up and going for the lump a bunch are feeding from, putting up a shield to try and keep the ones from above off me.]

[rips her cloak off and tosses it up to Ptou, then goes back to burninating - in stomping on - spiders]

[ '__' grabbing the nearest leaf and shifting into a. a horse.

stomp stomp stomp. ]

[When Razzy gets there...it sure is a bloody arm.

A very familiar bloody arm.

Presumably the rest is still attached in there somewhere.

:|a]

[ The spiders will quickly learn what horse tastes like. They seem almost endless, and they grow more aggressive in their attacks. The ones further back shoot out sticky spider silk at the Messenger to pull him down. ]

[Hmm, that does look like remnants of weird glove things...]

[Welp, I can focus on the goal with terapedes burrowing into my flesh, I can go with this.]

[Grabbing the arm and it's intangibility time.]

[Oh hey

You gain +1 unconscious tinydemon]

[There's really not enough time for relief... the wind stirs up between them, blowing the spidersilk astray, short of the cloak he'd wrapped around himself... but the numbers, the angles, it's not hard to figure out any advantage we have would fall shortly.]

Good! Perfect! My vote is on running now!

[one last round of burninating, then yes, let us leave]

[Leaving sounds good. Coming back with a tinydemon.]

[ HEY OUR LUNCH D< ]

[My tinydemon now!]

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