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Waiter! There's a Virus in my Battle!
Topic Started: May 4 2018, 04:53 PM (199 Views)
Von Dare
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The Guy Who's Gone Awry
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((FROM The First Day of Honesty, Post 3))

Torrent stepped out of the circular jack-in portal and into the Auto-Waiter's control room, and immediately things looked grim. The control room was much darker for one, the camera screen above the control panel showing nothing but static. The panel itself was covered in scratches and weird lights, and the eternally present Mr Prog was nowhere to be seen.

"What in..." Seeing such a familiar sight desecrated chilled her. Whatever had made the robot attack her was long gone. Torrent didn't have the programming to repair the damage herself... She'd have to find where the resident Mr Prog had gotten to.

<<How's it look?>> Hippie's voice spoke simultaneously through the PET link and the Auto-Waiter's microphone.

"The whole set up is fried, and the guy in charge is gone."

<<Mr Proggy!? Oh no! We have to find him!>>

"That's what the narration just said." Torrent looked behind her. Beyond the entrance portal was a maintenance doorway that led to the other parts of the Auto-Waiter's CPU. She'd never been in there before, but now the door had been removed and she could see a complex series of ladders leading in all directions. "How could this happen... BlitzMan cleared these machines out months ago."

<<Something must have broken through the firewall that leads to the internet.>> Hippie mused.

Torrent balked. "These things are linked to the internet? I never knew that." She was suddenly glad that what had happened here hadn't happened in her own machine.

<<Oh yeah! Melvin told me about it, since BlitzMan usually does these cleaning jobs. The rails that the waiters roll on connect to the cafe router.>>

"So the internet connection runs through the support shaft?" Torrent bit her lip. "Then that means the connection is going to be..." She looked up. "...at the top..."

<<Well? Get climbing!>> Hippie suddenly backpedaled. <<I-I-I mean, I'm not ordering you to or anything... I just... It's...>>

Torrent gritted her teeth. She had forgotten about the rut that had developed between the two of them. Perhaps busting some viruses would help Hippie out of her funk. Just as long as they weren't too ferocious... Hopefully they had fled when the robot lost power.

Torrent headed into the maintenance shaft and began climbing one of the ladders that lead upwards, not knowing where exactly she was headed within the machine.

((VIRUS BUSTING BEGIN))
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The first ladder she climbed led torrent a little further up the dimmed and falteringly-lit space. Occasional bursts of sparks or the sound of electrical crackles broke the otherwise dark and quiet atmosphere. The ladder shaft emerged onto a junction plateau of some sort, with paths that branched in three ways out from the centre, and upward spiralling ramps at the end of each one. The central space was mostly circular, with two anomalies: first, a large, complicated device of some sort that looked important to the system, which crackled and sparked. Hovering just in front of it, poking one large finger into the mechanism's interior with curious motions, a handy virus didn't seem to be paying her arrival any attention just yet.

The other oddity on the floor was a raised platform on the opposite side, between two of the branching paths, which stepped up to a glowing solar floor space. A green crystal sat in the light, seemingly unmolested by the viral presence so far. There was no telling how long that would last, however. Rolling down the north-eastern path branch towards Torrent, a Typhoon virus seemed to have clocked her with more attention than the Handy, and just as she had the time to take these details in, a third shape dropped down from above, directly into front of Torrent so close that she felt it pass by as it clanked to the ground. The third virus was a Billy, sparks already crackling at the end of its prongs as it clicked them together in front of her.

-=Rotten Customers=-
[virus]Typhoon[/virus]: 100Hp [Metal][North-East]
[virus]Handy[/virus]: 80Hp [Metal][North-west, in front of Crackling Mechanism]
[virus]Billy[/virus]: 80Hp [Normal][Directly in front of Torrent, rather too close for comfort]

-=Hero in Waiting=-
Torren.Exe: 120Hp [Normal]

-=Terrain=-
60% [terrain]Normal[/terrain]
35% [terrain]Metal[/terrain]
5% [terrain]Solar[/terrain]

-=Objects=-
GMD: 15Hp [Solar]
Crackling Mechanism: 40Hp [Metal]

-=Battle 1: Proggy Where Art Thou! Start!=-

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Huffing and puffing after her long climb, Torrent peeked over the lip of the ladder shaft and found herself in some kind of junction. This was dark, unfamiliar territory, possibly infested by dozens of data-munching monsters. She shivered, goosebumps popping up all along her software.

A crackling noise drew her attention, and she almost lost her grip on the ladder in fright. A lone Handy virus was fiddling with some kind of complex structure. As far as she could tell, it was alone.

"There's one virus..." Torrent whispered. "It's... messing around with some kind of machine."

<<Can you tell what it is?>> Hippie's loud voice spooked Torrent, and she quickly checked if her internal PET speaker was muted.

Torrent shook her head. "Not a clue. Looks important, though." She glanced around some more, noting a green data cluster hovering on an elevated platform, before gingerly climbing up from the ladder. The Handy virus was looking away from her. Well, 'looking' might not be the right word since it didn't have any eyes. "What's the plan?"

<<Hmm... a single virus... and it hasn't seen us... Got it!>> Torrent felt chip dating streaming through her, coursing into her hand in the shape of a fan with a short handle. <<Okay, Torry. You're going to sneak up on that Handy and slap it with the fan before it notices you!>>

Torrent trembled, immediately trepidatious. "A-alright, so-"

Before she could even take a step away from the ladder, the ambush descended. A large wind turbine on wheels rolled down one of the ramps, accelerating towards her. And even closer, an angry ball of menace and thunder fell from the sky. Or, more likely, from a ceiling beam. Torrent froze like cold concrete, the menacing dance of sparks from the Billy's conductors entrancing her like a deer in a disco. The Billy advanced, the Typhoon sped towards them both, and Torrent could do nothing more than gape, eyes wider than an eight-lane motorway.

<<HIT THE REBOUND, TORRENT!>> Hippie's peppy shriek momentarily jolted Torrent out of her mental block.

Torrent swung her racket like a pro tennis player in a turbulent plane, that is to say, sloppy and lacking balls to hit. Well, except for the Billy. It was sort of ball shaped. Flailing like a student that didn't study for an exam, Torrent lashed out with her weapon in wide arcs until the energy in it was spent, the fan dematerialising in her hands.

<<Go hide! And bubble up!>>

Torrents legs were eager to comply. She scampered away in the opposite direction from the Typhoon, half frenzied run, half flailing scuttle, like a cat that fell in the bathtub. In the midst of her scrambling flight Torrent took a deep breath, then exhaled through the nozzles all over her body suit. The electric bubbles inflating from each nozzle merged together, forming a protective barrier that covered her, head to waist, with a sphere of liquid electricity. Below that, the surface of the bubble covered her legs and boots, but did not expand outward.

Torrent cursed any past version of her that had wished for a fight. No matter how many times she herself got into a life-or-death scuffle, she would never, ever, get used to the gut-scrambling anxiety of potential deletion.



---TORRENT'S TURN SUMMARY---


[1]: WindRacket (100dmg + Northwind (On-Hit Only) + Microburst (On-Hit Only) + Gust + Wide Attack, A) -> Billy (and/or Typhoon if nearby)

[2]: CAT IN BATH! (Dodge -> Away from Typhoon's entrance)

[3]: {Sig, 2TCD} Hydro Power (50 HP Barrier + Counter (Melee Hit): Knockback) -> Torrent
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The shrieking battlecry from her operator jolting the Navi to action caused the Handy to jump, right as Torrent whipped out the WindRacket her operator had given her, to an effective degree. The Billy went flying from her impulsive attack, and was deleted nearly instantly afterwards. The Typhoon reacted to her attack by expelling a powerful tornado from its fans, which caught her by surprise, and she was unable to avoid its wrath quickly enough. Thankfully, she managed to pull up her barrier in the nick of time to intercept the attack. Meanwhile, while she was distracted away from it, the Handy popped up in front of her from a portal in the ground, placing a giant device with a clearly visible "2" in front of it.

-=Rotten Customers=-
[virus]Typhoon[/virus]: 100Hp [Metal][North-East]
[virus]Handy[/virus]: 80Hp [Normal][Behind TimeBombA]
[virus]Billy[/virus]: DELETED

-=Hero in Waiting=-
Torrent.Exe: 120Hp [Normal][30HP Barrier][Counter(Melee Attack): Knockback]

-=Terrain=-
60% [terrain]Normal[/terrain]
35% [terrain]Metal[/terrain]
5% [terrain]Solar[/terrain]

-=Objects=-
GMD: 15Hp [Solar]
Crackling Mechanism: 40Hp [Metal]
TimeBombA: 100HP [In front of Torrent, Normal, 2]
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The Guy Who's Gone Awry
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The blast of wind struck Torrent's liquid barrier, making it wobble and wiggle like jelly. The force didn't knock her over, but she did stumble a little, and she grabbed onto the nearest object for support, steadying herself. She breathed short, hyperventilating breaths, causing groups of small bubbles to stream out of her nozzles. When she turned to find out what she had grabbed onto, her core almost blue screened. A great big number two stared right back at her. The TimeBomb just about reached her breast in height. Its very presence frightened the living drivers out of her, the giant number "2" counting down to her imminent demise.

"Smoking saints and celebrity-shaped sandwiches..." Torrent mumbled in horror, unable to let go of the giant bomb.

<<Torry! Forget the bomb! That stupid hand is going make more of them!>>

Fueled by Hippie's warnings, visions of numbers clouded her terrified head. Her future was a nightmarish void filled by the ark-load with an insane number of ticking and beeping explosives.

Torrent barely registered chip data surging through her, three of them. <<I'm giving you as much ammunition as you can handle! Take out the viruses first!>>

Torrent pushed herself off the ticking bomb and shook her head, feeling the first chip surging into her hand. A bubble filled with weapon energy sprouted from the nozzles in her palm. Grabbing a handful of the filmy bubble with her opposite hand, Torrent drew it back like a catapult aiming at the TimeBomb and the Handy beyond. The number stared into her soul, but she grit her teeth and lined up the shot. She let go, the bubble snapping off her palm like a golf ball off its tee. As soon as it had been launched, a second bubble sprouted like the most enthusiastic flower in the pot. Aiming higher so as to avoid the TimeBomb, Torrent snapped her wrist back, sending the lethal bubble to deliver its payload.

Hippie's third chip inflated in her hand when it became unoccupied. This one felt new. It had a strong font of energy with four smaller, seperate energy balls inside it. Torrent spun and knelt, almost slipping and falling on her face. She grabbed and drew back the bubble, feeling the energy balls spinning around in anticipation of their release. She could just make out the Typhoon virus through the murky film of the green bubble. Hoping that her barrier would hold up to any counter attack, Hippie took the time to aim and make sure the unfamiliar weapon hit its mark.

Torrent paused. The moment seemed ripe for a heroic action quote. "Go... blow... your face... wind..." She stumbled through her vocabulary, drunk on fear and anxiety, unable to conjure up anything that would make a neat tagline on the back of a DVD case. "I mean... Uuuuhhhhhrroh forget it..." Dejected, she fired, the bubble bursting mid flight and releasing five yellow beams of light that spiraled and streamed through the air, whistling a song of danger and death.



---TORRENT'S TURN SUMMARY---


[1]: Shotgun (50 dmg + Spread 1, A) -> TimeBomb (Towards Handy)
[1+]: Marksmanship (+1 Shot Accuracy)

[2]: Cannon (60 dmg + Knockback, A) -> Handy
[2+]: Marksmanship (+1 Shot Accuracy)

[3]: Arsenal1 (40(+5 STAB) dmg + 10(+5 STAB) dmg x4, Elec, A -> Typhoon
[3+]: Marksmanship (+1 Shot Accuracy)
[3+]: Snipe (+ Seeking, Negates Invisibility and High Altitude)


[Cooling] Hydro Power, 1 Turn Remaining
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Bubbles galore were sent off at high speed towards the two remaining combatants, with the Handy meeting its demise quickly at the hands of a pair of weapon energy-infused suds. The Typhoon attempted to attack her once more, generating another tornado, but it was quickly nullified by the protective field that her defensive bubble granted her, while she retaliated with an impressive array of spiraling yellow lasers, destroying it handily as well.

-=Rotten Customers=-
[virus]Typhoon[/virus]: DELETED
[virus]Handy[/virus]: DELETED
[virus]Billy[/virus]: DELETED

-=Hero in Waiting=-
Torrent.Exe: 120Hp [Normal][20HP Barrier][Counter(Melee Attack): Knockback]

-=Terrain=-
60% [terrain]Normal[/terrain]
35% [terrain]Metal[/terrain]
5% [terrain]Solar[/terrain]

-=Objects=-
GMD: 15Hp [Solar]
Crackling Mechanism: 40Hp [Metal]
TimeBombA: DEFUSED

-=Battle 1, Victory!!=-
Rewards: 480z
Open GMD? [Y/N]
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Despite the ever looming doom of the TimeBomb weighing on her mind, Torrent's attacks struck true. Core pulsing madly, she turned to check the timer on the bomb, but its display screen had gone dark. Without the influence of a virus, the bomb had been rendered inert.

"H-hah... hahah!" Torrent cheered, wiping her brow where some bubbles had gotten stuck. "The bomb's off. That's... that's really good." She stood straight and breathed deep, stretching. "Did you know it would do that?"

<<Oh, uh, s-sure did! Hahah... Uh... Hey! There's a mystery data!>>

Torrent perked up, remembering the little green cache of goodies. As she trotted over, she passed the large central machine. She took a quick peek inside the hole the Handy had been working away at, but couldn't quite make out anything useful. "Hmm. Still no idea what this is for. Maybe it's memory storage?"

<<No idea. It will forever be a myyysterryyy...>> Hippie crooned.

"Oooor, we could ask the Prog when we find him." Torrent reminded, making her way to the raised panel and climbing up. "Ooh, weird. This panel feels... good. Warm." She tapped her finger against one of the mystery data's faces to interface.

[Y]
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Hunting Viruses
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The GMD opened to reveal a battlechip with a spray of confetti!

TORRENT GET: [chip=Typhoon,f].
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The green data cracked open along its edges and gusty light spilled down Torrent's arm. "Neat. It's chip data."

<<Got it saved. The picture is...>> Hippie paused. <<I think... it's a blender?>>

"What? A blender?" Torrent mulled on the implications of this discovery, coming to a worrying conclusion. "Does that mean there's a blender virus running around?"

Hippie gasped. <<What if it got to Mr Proggy!? Torry! We've got to stop it before it turns him into a Prog smoothie!!>>

"Uh, sure. But, which way?" Torrent pondered the three spiral staircases leading upwards. Despite different colour schemes, they were mostly identical. And she couldn't see where they led.

<<Any up is good! Pick one!>>

Torrent picked the one that most resembled her own colours and began to climb, hoping to find the Prog sooner rather than later. After all, it was not in her nature to hang around broken robot waiters haunted with cruel bomb hands and vicious blenders...

((ENTERING BATTLE 2))
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Torrent climbed the stairs and came upon a large plaza-like room with a giant square of glass in the middle and another staircase leading up on the directly opposite end of the room. Looking through the skygroundlight showed a complicated circuit board of various colored lights and pipes and transistors and the like. Floating above this large pane of glass was a red saucer-like alien spacecraft reminiscent of old sci-fi movies. As it slowly rotated above the glass it was beeping a warning to the other participants in today's battle. A orb like turret rose out of the ground, but kept its "mouth" closed. It was a dark blue color and looked hard to break while it kept its delicate innards concealed behind a tough metal shell. Though it probably couldn't attack while doing that. A floating head with fiery hair that was literally on fire, with matching flaming fists, made some flashy shadow-boxing moves as it floated toward the navi menacingly. Also nearby was a person in a miner's getup carrying a shovel. It reached into a sack on its back with its free hand and pulled forth what looked like a landmine. The explosive device had a little red light that flashed into activation moments later. The miner was also a mine-er.

-- Viruses --
[virus]ColdHead[/virus]: 60 HP [Immobile] [Normal] [Guarding: IronBody]
[virus]RedUFO (V1)[/virus]: 80 HP [OmniShoes] [Glass]
[virus]Champu[/virus]: 60 HP [Normal]
[virus]Miner[/virus]: 100 HP [Immobile] [Normal]

-- Navis --
Torrent.Exe: 120 HP [Normal]

-- Terrain --
25% [terrain]Glass[/terrain]
75% [terrain]Normal[/terrain]

-- Battle 2 Ready? Start!! --
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Eventually, the landing for the spiraling staircase came into sight. At the last few steps, Torrent got on her hands and knees and crawled up to see what was ahead. The horizon of the final step relinquished to a wide-open flat plane with a glass center, complex circuitry beeping and whirring beneath. None of it seemed to be broken yet, but without Torrent's intervention that was likely to change.

Also present were a colourful quartet of viruses, each brimming with unique challenges and deadly ways to kill her. Torrent's head and eyes spun trying to keep track of them all and figure out which of them was the most threatening. Then one of them, a big-lipped, shovel-wielding miner pulled something out of its backpack. A... mine.

Visions of the Handy bomb swirled through her head, a nightmare she was not keen to relive again.

<<There! That one! Kill it first!>> Weapon data began to flow through Torrent, just as the alien spacecraft in the centre of the room spotted her and began wailing a warning.

Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Torrent simultaneously cursed and prompted herself into action. She didn't check what the chip was, trusting that Hippie knew what she was doing. Torrent grabbed the bubble in her hand, pulled back and launched it at the Miner. The bubble popped, releasing five streams of golden light that spiraled towards the target, lightning arcing between them.

<<Move it, Torry! Get those feet snapping like alligators at a racing buffet!>>

Torrent scampered out of the stairwell, knowing that it made her an easy target. As she did, her foot caught on the lip of the landing, and she sprawled into a roll, smacking her face into the floor. Panicking, she crawled backwards on her hands, until she felt her palm squishing against something.

A new weapon had been transferred, reminding her that she should be fighting back. "Oh, r-right." She pulled it back and fired it at the one with the flaming head and angry eyes, the bubble hardening into a solid slug of pain as it flew.

Deciding that the floor was not the safest place to fight, and hurried to her feet, fearfully anxious of the viruses' deadly retort.


---TORRENT'S TURN SUMMARY---

[1]: Arsenal1 (40(+5 STAB) dmg + 10(+5 STAB) dmg x4, Elec, A -> Miner
[1+]: Marksmanship (+1 Shot Accuracy)

[2]: Feint

[3]: Cannon (60 dmg + Knockback, A) -> Champu
[3+]: Marksmanship (+1 Shot Accuracy)


[Cooling] Hydro Power, Ready Next Turn!
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As Torrent got ready, the UFO virus was ready just the same, flying over to steal one of Torrent's chips as a bright light enveloped her, feeling the Arsenal chip she had prepared to use disappear from her queue of actions, the UFO letting out a hiss-like cackle at the navi's inability to evade the snatching of her data. The Champu however was more than happy to try and add fire to the festering wound by teleporting towards her, sending two fists of fire at the navi's face, who in turn not only dodged backwards, but managed to tag it with her Cannon, the virus evaporating into nothing. The ColdHead meanwhile would open it's mouth, a rumble emanating from it's metal body as fog slowly came out of the open orifice. And while it did that, the miner sank into the ground and soon came back up...Torrent should be just a bit more careful with her movements now, she may very well trip whatever the Miner set, which going from it's name, would likely be an explosive in the shape of a disk.

-- Viruses --
[virus]ColdHead[/virus]: 60 HP [Immobile] [Normal] [Mouth is open, preparing to attack!]
[virus]RedUFO (V1)[/virus]: 80 HP [OmniShoes] [Glass]
[virus]Champu[/virus]: BELEATED
[virus]Miner[/virus]: 100 HP [Immobile] [Normal]

-- Navis --
Torrent.Exe: 120 HP [Normal]

-- Terrain --
25% [terrain]Glass[/terrain]
75% [terrain]Normal[/terrain]
5% of Terrain has been Mined by the Miner virus, careful of those movements now!
Edited by Kemix1006, May 21 2018, 01:01 AM.
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As the fires of the exploded Champu subsided, Torrent took stock of the remaining viruses. She'd gotten a little bit (a whole lot) worried when the UFO had beamed her with light, but it didn't manage to hurt her so she assumed it had just messed up somehow. Then out of the ground rose the miner, who looked like it was giving Torrent a sly smile and a wink. She blanched. "What the- I... I was sure I'd hit it! Did I.... miss?" Doubt in her abilities started to creep into her cpu.

<<Holy No-Smoking, Torrent!>> Hippie peeped, <<That close-encounter criminal just sucked up your Arsenal like a bowl of Dr Noodles!>>

Torrent looked at her empty palm in horror, then up at the hovering thief as it jeered at her with hiss-like static. "You... giant donut-butt!"

There was a loud grinding of metal, and Torrent noticed the large ball with a mouth was opening up like a confession of love. <<Torrent! Watch out for the big ball-mouth thing! It barfs cannonballs!>>

Torrent prepared to scamper away from the imminent attack, but the miner's sly sneer caught her eye. "I... I can't move away! This whole place could be mined!"

<<Oh, then, use->>

Torrent flinched at the slightest sound and stuck out her hand. From the nozzles on her fingers and palm inflated a red, bell-shaped bubble, covering her completely from the front. <<No, not that, wait->> After a moment the shield dissipated, whether from an enemy's attack or from running out of energy, Torrent didn't know because she had her eyes closed the entire time.

The spacecraft's hiss drew her attention again. Torrent didn't want another chip stolen, but that meant her options were decidedly limited. Fortunately, she had her backup.

"Y-you like stealing chips, huh?" Torrent shouted, quivering slightly, at the UFO. "W-well just try to take this one, you g-glorified light bulb!" A bubble inflated in her palm, waving it at the virus to get its attention. She prepared to fire, grabbing the bubble and stretching it back. "This chip's gonna knock you out of the sky! Hi-Cannon! Go!" Torrent released the bubble and it snapped forward, spiraling oddly as it flew towards the UFO.

Torrent hoped her ruse worked. Of course, there was no chip in that bubble, just some raw damage data that Torrent had developed as a method of last resort, just in case she ran out of battle chips. If the UFO tried to delete it, like it had for the Arsenal, it'd be in for a rude surprise.

With what time she had to spare, Torrent slapped her cheeks with both hands, then pulled them back. The electric-film of her bubbles spread between her palms and face, growing and growing outward, absorbing her arms into a bubble that covered her whole upper-body. Her legs became covered with a less-inflated version of the bubble, making her look like a gobstopper with legs.


---TORRENT'S TURN SUMMARY---

[1]: Shield -> Aimed Toward ColdHead when it fires

[2]: {Sig, 1TCD} Spiral Splash (40 dmg + Shot Type) -> RedUFO
[2+]: Marksmanship (+1 Shot Accuracy)

[3]: {Sig, 2TCD} Hydro Power (50 HP Barrier + Counter (Melee Hit): Knockback) -> Torrent
Edited by Von Dare, May 21 2018, 10:21 AM.
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Torrent positioned her shield between herself and the opposing Coldhead but it wouldn’t matter because the virus lobbed it’s bomb high into the sky. It’ll landed harmlessly to her left, leaving a small patch of ice in its wake. She fired off a bubble shaped “HiCannon” spiraling towards the incoming UFO virus. The bubble collided with the enemy, causing it to falter just long enough for her to put her barrier up. The virus lashed out in anger with a sparking beam that buzzed against the barrier weaking it every so slightly. The Miner dipped into the ground once again, placing another hidden explosive device.

-- Viruses --
[virus]ColdHead[/virus]: 60 HP [Immobile] [Normal] [Mouth is closed, IronBody]
[virus]RedUFO (V1)[/virus]: 40 HP [OmniShoes] [Glass]
[virus]Champu[/virus]: BELEATED
[virus]Miner[/virus]: 100 HP [Immobile] [Normal]

-- Navis --
Torrent.Exe: 120 HP (1-Hit Shield, 30 HP Barrier, Melee Counter Active)[Normal]

-- Terrain --
25% [terrain]Glass[/terrain]
70% [terrain]Normal[/terrain]
5% [terrain]Ice[/terrain]
10% of Terrain has been Mined by the Miner virus, careful of those movements now!
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Torrent's head turned slowly. To her side, the ground lay scarred with ice. She broke out in a cold sweat, imagining that there'd have been frozen pieces of her body scattered about the place if that cannonball had hit her. She mulled over this fact for an infinite amount of time, before Hippie interrupted.

<<That alien's a real pain in my stockings!>> Hippie grumbled, then notably perked up. <<Hold the gramophone. I've just come up with a cunning plan.>>

"Oh no."

<<Here, Torry.>> Hippie spoke with strange inflections, as though she were trying to sneakily tell her something. <<Take this ultra super chip and take out that ColdHead.>> She didn't understand why Hippie didn't just tell her outright. It wasn't like the viruses could hear her.

Or could they!?

Torrent felt the chip data queueing up inside her. The last two made sense, but... the first chip was a Mole. She'd never used it before, having only gotten it recently, but she understood the concept. She'd be able to hide under the floor if things got too heated. But... Torrent glanced at the miner virus. Most of the heat was already underground. It didn't make sense to use it in this context. She couldn't vanish and wait for the viruses to disperse because her job was to clean this place out. The Mole chip was... useless.

Then it clicked in her head. It was useless...

Torrent held the Mole data in a bubble in her hand. Loudly, she said, "I've got to stop that ColdHead before it blows me to piecessss~!"

If the RedUFO didn't take the bait, she'd just have to throw away the mole chip and continue with the strategy.

The red bubble shield in her hand made shooting with two hands a problem. Then an idea struck her like a baseball to the back of the head. Torrent placed the Shotgun bubble into the red film of the shield, concentrating with her tongue sticking out to get the two disparate materials to temporarily adhere to each other. Once the two bubbles had met, sat down together for drinks and had watched a movie, Torrent pulled back the Shotgun bubble. The red film of the shield bubble pulled back with it stretching even farther than what a regular bubble could do, turning the shield into a makeshift catapult. Torrent released the projectile, the red shield bubble launching the green Shotgun bubble at the UFO, the bubble bursting into tiny pellets of deletion.

<<Ooh, I never thought of that! Quick thinking, Bubble Buddy!>>

Torrent repeated the trick with her next chip. The MaruBlaster ammunition was harder to aim than her other chips. Something about its inherent bugginess caused the bubble to shift and wobble at random. When she inserted it into her shield, it too freaked out and starting spasming like one of those visual representations of sound you sometimes see in music videos, the ones where it goes all spiky and weird.

As Torrent held it, her hand jiggered and jolted trying to control the wild data. She waited for the opportune moment, letting fly whenever the ColdHead cranked open its jaw and revealed its sweet, soft interior.



---TORRENT'S TURN SUMMARY---


[1]: Mole1 (Burrow) -> BUT NOT REALLY, THIS IS JUST A CLEVER RUUUUUSE

[2]: Shotgun (50 dmg + Spread 1) -> RedUFO
[2+]: Marksmanship (+1 Shot Accuracy)

[3]: Marublaster1 (60 dmg + Glitch + 5 STAB dmg, Elec, B -> ColdHead (When it opens its giant gob)
[3+]: Marksmanship (+1 Shot Accuracy)


[Cooling] Hydro Power, 1 Turn Remaining

[Cooling] Spiral Splash, Ready Next Turn!
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Torrent and hippie hatched a cunning plan to fool the irksome UFO and as the sometimes-heroic navi made her gambit the small craft took the bait wholesale, swooping into to abscond with her unwanted chip. As it backed off, Torrent was able to chase it with a far more dangerous chip, successfully blasting it from the sky.

The miner ducked down to rig more of the field, but Torrent was mostly focused on the ColdHead... however she watched and waited with her glitchy bubble struggling to escape her grip, to no avail. Having only just attacked, the ColdHead wasn't opening its mouth at the moment, preferring to defend itself soundly, and before she could wait any longer the bubble got free, launching itself at her intended target anyway. The sparks crackled over its protective shell, not managing to puncture it, but something else odd did occur. The virus started to colour-shift rapidly, as a wash of rainbow lights began to dance across its body in a wavy aurora. It cast a bright light in the dim space, though it was hard to tell if the glitch was having any other effect.

-=Viruses=-
[virus]ColdHead[/virus]: 60Hp [Immobile][Normal][Glitch: Rainbow Party (Victim is illuminated in a shifting aurora of rainbow colours. Accuracy of attacks against it are treated as one rank higher)][Preparing to Attack]
[virus]RedUFO (V1)[/virus]: DELETED
[virus]Champu[/virus]: BELEATED
[virus]Miner[/virus]: 100Hp [Immobile] [Normal]

-=Navis=-
Torrent.Exe: 120Hp [1-Hit Shield][30Hp Barrier][Hydro Power Counter: (On Melee Hit)][Normal]

-=Terrain=-
25% [terrain]Glass[/terrain]
70% [terrain]Normal[/terrain]
5% [terrain]Ice[/terrain]
15% of Terrain has been Mined by the Miner virus, careful of those movements now!
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