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I'd also like to point out that the touhou you're sending in is remarkably similar to the NPC Guts just tried to murder.

Additionally, since Mokou's neutral herself, she has no reason to recruit Guts in the first place.


Well, what I see is that the idea seems to be that Mokou will distract/hold down/beat Guts while Vita's NPC tries to recruit them both. Understandably, Mokou is likely to accept (because she has no IC reason to be suspicious of other people), while Guts will either accept or be brought over anyway and locked in a cell until he accepts.
Which wouldn't make too much sense either, considering how almost all Touhou characters are trigger-happy as a rule (if they don't get into fights at the drop of a hat, the protagonists sure as hell wouldn't meet them on the way to solving an Incident), and Mokou is among the most trigger-happy of them all.
I'd wager a guess that "beat him retarded, hogtie him, and bring him in for recruitment" isn't the way to bring Guts into the game. I mean, that's what I did to him in Siberia, and that didn't work out either.
Hasse, Trandoshan.
Unmarked Jizz Club, Coruscant

Deep behind the innumerable shadowy corners of the club's "personal" rooms and beneath a cloud of deathstick vapor, a foul deal went down. On one end of the table, a massive, evidently female Hutt twiddled her fingers, greedily. She was flanked by a pair of heavily-clothed humanoid guards. Though they wore heavy sack-cloth robes, they barely attempted to conceal the powerful weaponry and exotic armors hidden underneath.

On the other side of the table was Hasse, who dutifully opened a satchel slung over his shoulder. Carefully, he withdrew a small, unassuming novelty padlock, and placed it on the table. The Hutt regarded the Lockseed with pleasure, fully aware of its potential power. With a squeaky-croaking voice, the Hutt chortled bubbily and smiled at the Trandoshan.
"You're doing well, Hasse. With these... toys, my little boys will make mynocks of that pervert in no time! Your payment will be forthcoming, under the usual account. So, tell me... what does this one do?"

Hasse grunted, and leaned forward. It pained him to steal from his colleagues like this, but the prices she offered were enough to dissuade his guilt.
"For what you're paying, I decided to treat you a little. I've swiped it off one of my more... secure colleagues, at extensive personal cost. Evidently, this little toy provides the usual armor and weapon... supposedly themed after a foul-smelling Earthman fruit. The weapons, of course, come in pairs-- in the form of two blades. They're heavy and unwieldy, but sharper than a vibroblade."

The Hutt clasped her hands together in glee, and snatched the Lockseed from the table.
"Good work, Hasse! Yes... I know just who to give this to. Keep the toys coming, and I'll keep the credits flowing. We're done here. Boys, load me into the hoverchair-- I'm taking us on a special trip!"

Hasse was out of the room before the Hutt could shanghai him into hoisting her bloated form up, and fled into the bustling neon-lit streets of Coruscant. Hasse hoped his comrades wouldn't note his absence. Perhaps they'd think he was off celebrating?

Roidmude 096, Spider-Type Roidmude
Baron von Tökentakker's Fantastic Seven-Circle Carnevil

"It's the FREAK SHOW, THE FREAK SHOW-- See the STRANGE and BIZZARE!
Step right up we'd love to see you-- WE THINK YOU COULD BE THE STAR
WOOHOOHAHAHAHA!!"

096 was quite happy that his good friend's advice had turned out to be correct-- this was the greatest show on earth! Other circuses always threw him out when he showed up without a ticket, but this one didn't! In fact, all the workers laughed and smiled and tried to play with 096 in the way he liked best! They didn't fight too well and fell apart at the slightest touch, but these guys really put passion into their work!

Laughing gleefully, Roidmude 096 crushed a hideous half-human fly under his feet, firing energy blasts wildly at the crowd of freaks and monsters swarming around him. This was so fun, he had almost totally forgotten about how terrible that Rider in the pink hoodie and white scarf was!

Left unattended in his joyous ignorance, Roidmude 096's teleporter sent out a blaring dimensional signal across the multiverse. Were anyone to be searching for the people responsible for the attack on the museum, they'd find Roidmude 096's signal first and foremost.
"Today is the best day ever!"
Boom

Roll: 7. Above-average result.
A quick examination of the beetle's juices using the tried-and-true "rub it on your skin" test confirms that, yes indeed, it is probably safe to eat. It wouldn't taste good, but it won't cause you any distress. With that off your mind, you can safely put all your effort in scouting ahead into the cold, moist corridor ahead of you.

Roll: 9. Good result.
The cave path ahead of you lies pock-marked with puddles of ice-cold, crystal-clear water. In the dim light provided by the path, you can vaguely see small shapes swimming about in some of the larger puddles. Unfortunately, it seems that only guppies live in these waters.

The tunnels extend for quite some time. You walk for a quarter-hour, and still find yourself far from the end of the path. Eventually, your travels take you to what appears to be a massive underground lake. The path lies safely above the water, on a granite "sandbar" jutting out of the water. Far away in the darkness, you think you can see islands floating in the dismal mists of the lake.

Slight hints of movement just under the surface of the murky lake catch your eye. Though it is hard to tell, you think you see something long and slender moving through the water.

Continue walking along the path, or stay by the lakeside? If you wish to take part in this scene alongside Boom, make your presence known before @Professor_Wyvern posts.
Also I'm not sure a simple edit will solve this, if firegirl's personality is any indicator. It's probably best to restart the encounter, but with a different NPC. A polite, less magic-y one.


Or a strong melee fighter capable of getting on common ground with Guts. Guts will probably come around if the person talking to him can evoke fond memories. Like someone based off his comrade Griffith, for example.
Exact quote: "By slaying countless monsters, the sword has taken on magical properties, and can now harm magical beings that can't be hurt by mundane weapons". It isn't explicitly negating any magical anything.


This is semantics. According to @IncredibleBee's interpretation of Guts, the Dragonslayer harms magical things. Interpreting that quote as "Dragonslayer can harm magical things only if they can't be hit by mundane weapons" is really reaching. Beyond that, something like the Dragonslayer would most likely sunder a pickaxe like the one this nameless character has, regardless of whether it's got an enchantment or not.

If it's enchanted to be unbreakable by mundane weapons, then logically the "anti-anti-mundane" effect should take effect.
I think what we're missing is how @IncredibleBee had "The Dragonslayer destroys magic" listed on his character sheet all this time, and he's not even the only character with a weapon that ignores defenses, either. If we had any issues with this, it would have been best to call them out beforehand.

@IncredibleBee is handling this very poorly, but the fact that some of us are surprised that the batshit meatman with a sword that can destroy magical defenses went batshit and destroyed someone's magical defense is quite frankly ludicrous.
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You're still assuming that all magical things work the same way across all universes.


I thought that was a fundamental part of Multiverse games. If it wasn't, characters who use a lot of magic would be pretty much Shit Outta Luck.
Museum

Sindibad Darude, Human

"Pull out, members of Shadow Eternity! Leave the traitors to their due rewards!" shouted Sindibad, narrowly rolling out of the way of the Beowolves and into the mooks' teleportation circle. In a flash, he was gone.

Hasse, Trandoshan

The Trandoshan laughed heartily at the upcoming slapfight going on between Kiba and Dlanor, but noticed his comrades preparing to leave. Crossing his arms over his shoulders, Hasse teleported away. However, his destination was not to the Pizzeria. He had other operations he needed to be doing.

Roidmude 96, Spider Roidmude

The Roidmude glared at Cinder Fall, as a trio of her shots exploded against his mighty legs. Just who the hell was she? First she transforms without wearing a Rider suit, bright flash and everything, then she uses a damn bow and summoned animals to fight? This is the worst Rider ever!

"You're BORING, you shitty Rider! I'm done playing! Byyyye!"
With a disappointing 'FEEWOOP', the Roidmude returned to his humanoid form, and teleported away in a bright flash of light.

__________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria

Sindibad appeared alongside his brothers in arms in the bathroom. He filed out alongside the reinforcements that very nearly caught him in the crossfire, politely refusing to make a scene about it. As Sindibad looked around, he realized one thing: the Roidmude and Trandoshan weren't here!

Sindibad turned to face Takahara, and nervously scratched the back of his head. "66221 is... gone, boss. That one chick with the pink hoodie and white scarf was dumb enough to sunder his weapon, and he got caught in the reactor. Uh.. Hasse and 96 aren't here either, but I don't think they're dead. We'll have to find them later."
Sindibad perked up, a smile crossing his face.
"But hey! We did what we needed to do and pissed off some of the psychos up top! All's well that ends well, r-right?"

Hampus the Red

Hampus stared at the Throne in the middle of the stage. It was certainly a gaudy affair, with anonymous buttons and hunks of electronic spread about higglety-pigglety around the device. Why did Takahara want this thing? It's so ugly! Hampus called out to Takahara, disdain laying heavily on his tone.

"This chair is hideous! Mister Takahara, would you mind if I made this thing into scrap? I mean, if the leaders wanted it, it can't be anything more than a useless weapon or a vanity piece, right?"

Hampus flexed his fingers, preparing to unleash any number of spells that could disintegrate the Throne. He could go for the classic Earth-Earth-Arcane-Fire, though that could cause some unnecessary collateral damage. Maybe a straight Arcane-Lightning-Water-Fire beam? Whatever it was he did, he hoped he could do it soon.
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