Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34100315-20180826180401/@comment-26892768-20180901000901

Valeena is prepared this time.

She projects a forcefield, and although it takes heavy damage when Terrorpin hits it, it does it's job.

Mack manages to break out of the bonds - which is convenient, as he dodges the wraith heading directly for him.

Morphos turns to glare at Cinder, growling. His chest opens up, and out comes the glowing blue tentacle, latching onto Cinder's arm as Morphos starts to copy her power.

Skeleton King just casually watches the fight unfold as he takes in the information provided by the SKD.

"Well? Has it provided anything useful yet?" Mandarin asks.

"Yes, actually." The Skeleton King informs. "For one, it appears Valeena has returned from the dead."

Mandarin's eyes bulge out in shock. "What!? How did the witch-"

"Hold that thought." Skeleton King interrupts Mandarin, looking behind them. With a thought, he pulls out an observer to their conversation, holding them in mid-air briefly before placing them in a purple bubble.

Said observer is not happy with this.

They start banging against the sides of the bubble; the majority of the time, they take the form of a maelstrom of magic, violently twisting and turning, but some of the time, they seem to briefly stabilize into something - a green, feminine figure, dressed in black and purple.

One of those moments happens right then, as the magic stabilizes, slams it's fists against the bubble, and screams - a scream that would undoubtedly shatter eardrums if not for the bubble severely deafening it.

"What...is that?" Mandarin asks in horror.

"A construct of pure magic...a sapient construct of pure magic, at that. Fascinating." Skeleton King muses. "And it appears to be weakened."

Mandarin's jaw drops as he looks at the construct - easily Skeleton King's height when stabilized - and then back at Skeleton King. If that's what it looks like weakened, then...

"...why does this guy want us to throw a tissue? That seems oddly specific...Max; we should probably-" Steel cuts himself off as he sees that Max already threw the tissue in the air. "...or not. That works too, apparently..."

Meanwhile, Ms. Fortune walks over to Cerebella.

"'Acquaintances?'" Cerebella asks.

"You got a 'better term for it?" Ms. Fortune remarks, annoyed.

"I - no, I just...wasn't expecting you to use terms that are so neutral." Cerebella explains. "I mean-"

"Yeah, yeah, let's just read this thing already." Ms. Fortune holds up the map for a few moments...before putting it down, frowning. She turns to Cerebella. "...you're a bit younger than me, right? Do you still know your geography?"

"Well, yeah, I-"

"Good; I forgot and don't know for the life of me if this is an actual...region of land that is populated." Ms. Fortune barely resists the urge to facepalm at herself and just hands the map over to Cerebella.

The circus performer looks over the map for a bit, examining it closely. "...looks similar to an actual place on first glance, but the geography is a bit different, and the name is definitely different. This map is a bust."

"Of course it is." Ms. Fortune sighs. "Who has the time to make fake maps that are deliberately inaccurate to the real thing, and then scam that poor kid over there into buying one? I mean, really, he seems so polite; probably just bought it because the guy selling them wanted him to..."

"Yeah...he's a bit weird, though. I mean, isn't it a bit hot for a hoodie?" Cerebella points out.

"Yeah, that's what I said!" Ms. Fortune agrees. "I mean, no offense, but that is just weird."

(Also, League - might want to look up at the character list. Butterfly updated them.)