Week 2.

[legionofmods]

[So far. So boring.

Not much has transpired since you’ve entered the legion’s domain - save for an associate of the good doctor making himself known to at least one of you. But that’s about to change as we move forward into the unknown.

This is where things start to get messy.]

(ooc: remember to reply to check-in before wednesday!)

Comments

[umslay]

Oh, I don't know, how about planning a grand escape using what resources we have? Has anyone found anything useful in the past week?!

[startercar]

There's sesame oil in the pantry.

[How that's supposed to be useful is anyone's guess, but as far as Dennis is concerned he identified something somewhere and so his contribution is complete.]

[umslay]

[...Thanks for contributing?]

Fantastic. Anyone have an idea on how to get rid of the Eggman with cooking oil?

[startercar]

I'm all ears. [Like he wasn't the one who put the idea on the table.]

[neednoaccuser]

I can make a molly.

[Molotov cocktail, that is.]

More importantly, he an egg so we can just fry him.

[gangplankgalleon]

Frying and voring him is not necessary!

[umslay]

On what?

[madmadam]

Not anymore!

[She produces said bottle of sesame oil from behind her back and proceeds to just. Chug it.]

[umslay]

Amazing. Now we can throw her at him.

[startercar]

[Dennis just looks disgusted.]

That was high-end stuff, you know.

[umslay]

I'm sure the purple one will be fine. You can drink plant-based oil and live, right? And if not, there goes our first victim!

[startercar]

[Sesame's a plant????

Dennis has just gotten it into his head that asking questions around here is just going to get him mocked, so instead he gives a sour expression and disengages.]

[madmadam]

[She chucks the empty bottle over her shoulder and... turns into a purple elephant.

And promptly crushes the chair she was sitting in.]

I'd love to see you try.

[umslay]

[What.]

Does this usually happen? [Is Mim a fairy? A very strange fairy?]

[madmadam]

[poof! Now she's a cat.]

Does what usually happen?

[umslay]

[He was going to ask if oil was the source of her magic, but he realized that was a stupid question.]

Nevermind. Can't you run into these walls and break us out of here?

[madmadam]

[She poofs back into a human and lounges in the broken chair on the floor.]

I could.

[umslay]

Oh good, you're saying you don't know and don't want to try.

[madmadam]

[Her eyes narrow, just a little bit.]

No, no, I most certainly could. Just like I certainly could tear off all of your limbs, crush them into a fine paste, and feed it to you. I just don't want to.

[umslay]

[The Magician doesn't move for a few moments, then he smiles.]

Ah, so you enjoy the thrill of power knowing that you could transform into a being that can defeat the Eggman! That our escape depends on your whims of fancy, that you, the powerful Nymph are in total control!

[OR SHE'S JUST LAZY. That's a thing, apparently, with magic users. Just don't smite him.]

[madmadam]

[And she grins, no trace of any malice at all.]

I'm so glad you get it, dear!

[She really is just lazy tbh]