View Flat HTML
View Metadata
Search Post
Sadde doesn't seem quite able to focus on homework at the moment. He's fidgeting, and sometimes stares off into space for long periods of time before James has to snap him out of it.
Sadde and Bell in Worm
+ Show First Post
mxglam
She has brought enough robots that they're not too hard to find.
"I'm not dead!" Glam tells the first robot they run into.
thinkering
"Yeah, fine, get a casing and all my parts set up and I'll be there in a sec."
mxglam
They do that, picking a spot farther away from the Endbringer, who's currently being slowed down by a cape with ice powers—or rather, entropy-lowering powers, as it turns out.
thinkering
Lorica flies in presently and starts assembling things and having robots assemble things.
mxglam
Things are assembled!
"So, uh, I'm not the real one, either, if Behemoth kills me I'm alright."
"So, uh, I'm not the real one, either, if Behemoth kills me I'm alright."
mxglam
"I'm sorry. This was—Boots gave me this idea, actually, we were talking about it just before the alarm, then there was the alarm, and I guess I didn't catch up with my brain and just started implementing ideas."
thinkering
"Mmhm. So I guess when you picked up the bot once you were in costume that was already a dupe."
thinkering
"You can keep a nonspecialist bot after I split off again."
mxglam
"Alright. And by the way, real me is..." They turn around, then point at a building a ways off. "Over there." Lorica's suit's zoom will be able to see real Glam waving and holding binoculars from the top of another building.
mxglam
"Don't know, but might be better? To keep track of? They won't actually know what we talk about here until and unless one of us tells them."
mxglam
Presently the gun is assembled. Now, where's Behemoth—oh, there he is, just across Penn Ave, with a crater around himself. Someone's managed to gouge off a piece of his arm, and he has flicked ice cape away, but Rewind appears to have saved them.
"Tell people the gun's operational again, firing in fifteen seconds."
"Tell people the gun's operational again, firing in fifteen seconds."
mxglam
After ten seconds, it starts loading again, loud noise and all, and then it hits the Endbringer on the chest where the previous wound had been. It doesn't damage him as much. "Does he get tougher on the inside? I'm gonna aim for a leg, now."
mxglam
Next shot's aimed at the leg, but the Endbringer steps away at the last minute, raising a piece of rubble to protect himself from being grazed. He starts readying another ball of magma, but this time Glam bullshits a forcefield. Enough people know there's a competent Tinker there that it holds when the magma hits.
But of course, there's still the problem of a building hit by molten rock. It won't hold forever.
Next shot hits the leg.
But of course, there's still the problem of a building hit by molten rock. It won't hold forever.
Next shot hits the leg.
mxglam
(—but it's been more than ten minutes.)
Both Glams are oblivious, and they keep shooting. Little by little, they wear away at Behemoth's left leg. The Endbringer throws a piece of a building at the one the copy's stationed on, not yet damaging it quite enough for it to topple, but it soon will.
"Need a lift for the gun!"
Both Glams are oblivious, and they keep shooting. Little by little, they wear away at Behemoth's left leg. The Endbringer throws a piece of a building at the one the copy's stationed on, not yet damaging it quite enough for it to topple, but it soon will.
"Need a lift for the gun!"