[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/gRmKFQV.gif[/img]
[color=ed1c24]Level 7 - EXP 89/70 -> LEVEL UP![/color]
The Midnight Walk - Spire 04
[b]Word Count:[/b]1143 +3EXP [/center]
[hr]

Somehow, after the chaotic skirmish with Belial came to an end, Tenna’s screened face was producing large sweat droplets as he panted in fatigue. While the CRT knew his support in combat was more than appreciated, he still felt particularly winded after such a long kerfuffle. Either that or he was beginning to short circuit after a long day. 

Originally, Tenna’s intentions were to rest for the duration of the trip in the confines of the Stagecoach until they arrived some place to camp for the night, however, a particularly stern robot had also made his way into the carriage just as he was planning to play a game of cards with two of his Shadow Guy minions. [color=bc8dbf]“In what world do you think this is the best time to be playing games? Go. Make yourself busy.”[/color]

The Shadow Guys would toot a sad saxophone noise before Tenna wrapped them in a three person embrace. [color=ed1c24]“Don’t let this [color=662d91]GLOOBY[/color] fella rain on our parade! Let’s explore!”[/color] Though he genuinely believed he was too exhausted for any last minute adventures, Tenna stood up and struck a fantastical pose as a spotlight shone down on him from seemingly nowhere. While holding composure from his tiredness, Tenna also didn’t want to get into an argument with Ramattra. The Omnic stared at the absurdity for a moment before taking Tenna’s seat with his own matters. It seemed like Ramattra was busier than him anyways! 

Now leaving the safety of the Stagecoach, Tenna thought about the possibilities of where he and his minions could search to make the demanding Omnic content. Scratching his chin as dots began to appear over his head, he was quick to admit defeat. Throwing his hands into the air, Tenna dramatically shook his fists. [color=ed1c24]“This is so boring!”[/color] Sighing, he looked around, thinking that he could maybe ask somebody for ideas of what to do.

He peaked his head in at the Omnic, who had since tuned the CRT out since he began his work. Tenna had yet to understand how spirit fusion and crushing worked, so he ignored Ramattra’s actions, and simply chimed in. [color=ed1c24]“I’m not sure what to be looking for. Just lookin for ideas.”[/color] 

Ramattra looked up at the aloof TV man, raising a figurative eyebrow at the blank stare Tenna blinked at him with. He wasn’t necessarily upset, but found it troublesome to be distracted from his work. [color=bc8dbf]“There was an armory that was destroyed in space while I was outside orbit. Maybe some of its ruins and contents survived the plummet down. I’d start by seeing if anything survived the crash.”[/color]

Tenna cheerfully whooped at the Omnic as he left Ramattra alone to his business, tailing backwards from the Stagecoach for a while to find any remains of loot. 

For a while, he didn’t see anything, trying his hardest to predict where remains could be hidden in plain sight. If there was anything to be found, it would have been scattered around, if not still floating freely in space. Sending his Shadow Guys to investigate around and spread themselves out a little more. A short wait of searching later, one of the Shadow Guys would cheer excitedly, the eruption of saxophone indicating he found something.

As Tenna approached, he was able to see something [url=https://imgur.com/a/gaoui99] similar enough[/url] to something he might have found amongst Natiyba infestation. With a lack of knowledge, the chest would spring open and begin rapidly jumping and throwing itself at Tenna and his henchmen! One of his minions faded away sadly from its rapid attack, which gave the CRT and his last minion a chance to dodge. The minion would equip a saxophone and begin playing a musical attack of notes that began chasing and damaging the mimic.

Tenna, who had mistaken this for more Naytiba biomass, had half-expected whatever loot they found to be guarded, but the convincing appearance of an infected chest was clever for a monster.

For a moment, Tenna panicked, remembering that he sucked at fighting, and would be a weak and quick target for this mimic to pick off. He needed to defend himself, and defeat the angry monster. Tenna reminded himself that he was not under the limitations of the Light World (from his world), and was under the same rules as if Galeem’s world was a Dark World. 

[hider=Level Up]
Level up- New skill for Tenna - Toon Force (weak)

With his antics and unexplainable comedic effects now proving more efficient, Tenna can now muster stronger physical attacks by squashing and stretching the size of his body. His ability to change body size is severly limited in his current state, only increasing/decreasing his overall size by 25%.
[/hider]

Tenna rapidly grew larger in size as he posed for an unexplainable spotlight on his position. As the mimic closed in, he swatted the creature on the head with an enlarged Snap-cut, disorienting it immediately in its tracks. The Shadow Guy who still lived would start a barrage of aggressive musical notes, stacking up as much damage as possible before it could collect itself. [color=ed1c24]"Oh yeah!! Stretchy time!"[/color]

Tenna felt more at ease knowing he was now able to alter his size again. Though it was extremely limited, he could feel the power of his more “cartoonish” properties growing. 

Winding his arm around in a circle, he began to power up an enlarged punch into the chest monster, sending it back at least a foot before it began rapidly fading into ash, its lesser spirit floating idly. Before heading back, disappointed the creature had not provided anything of significant value, Tenna was dedicated on not turning up empty handed. He scoured the snowy landscape for any pieces of value, and was able to return with a small haul of (mostly damaged) equipment in container on the trip back to the Stagecoach.

[hider=Items Found]
[center][url=https://i.imgur.com/RSmNhWM.png][b]Pistol[/b][/url] x6 A basic 3D-printed ballistic sidearm of a somewhat futuristic style. It is unremarkable except for a decently high fire rate, though its accuracy beyond short range is poor. Its magazine contains eight shots [b]

[url=https://i.imgur.com/nc5wDkI.png]Ballistic Vest[/url][/b] x2 This military-grade body armor can mitigate the damage from even rifle fire if struck, but each plate can only take so much damage and they must be individually replaced over time, lest the vest lose its effectiveness [b]

[url=https://i.imgur.com/GlazB68.png]Screwdriver[/url][/b] x8 Everyday tool that has stood the test of time. Could be used as a very short-range thrusting dagger in a pinch [b]

[url=https://i.imgur.com/5gDZejA.png]Filter[/url][/b] A heavy-duty filter for air vents to ensure atmospheric quality. The interior mesh is high quality[/center]

[/hider]