Jazz inhaled lungfuls of her cloying scent, more and more the sweetness enveloped his senses, he would close his eyes in contentment as he would let his nose continue to enjoy the scents from what was around him. The quiet forested area was a boon for them, as the quiet area only enhanced how things were going for him. Nobody around but them, in their own little world. But all he could think of was what she might think about under his navisuit.
But for now, he would rub along her back with one hand and help her pull the zipper down with the other, wrapping his warm hand around hers and giving it a rather gentle squeeze. Every little movement down brought out a little "clack" "clack" "clack" with every little binding being pushed apart as the zipper moved slowly down to the point it wouldn't go down any more. With that, Jazz would then hook one of the shoulders of his suit with his finger, letting go of Prose's hand, and slowly slip it off. Under was a multitude of small gashes and cuts on his shoulder and the left side of his chest. He would let go of Prose to do the same on the right side, another multitude of scars and cuts from under the navisuit would make themselves known. Each with a different "size" and "Depth" to them. Some shallow and a simple lighter toned pink showing they had healed up without problems. Others far, far deeper as Jazz would slowly push his navisuit down towards his waist, some looking like stab wounds, others being far worse. Red in color and scabbed over completely, others still a more sickening color entirely, such as purple or even a full on black even where fur would have grown back over it in an attempt to cover up. And even still further, blackened marks across his fur where it had been singed or even burned off, leaving a red and black mark on his body all the same. And if Prose looked closely at the center of his chest, she could make out a thinner, but no doubt deeply cut, scar over where his "heart" would be...or more accurately...his core data.
And even after revealing himself to Prose for the most part, he could feel her grinding against his crotch, and maybe even feel a faint wetness through her clothing and his, as well as her underwear. He would smile at her, leaning forwards with a playful grin and give her a light peck on the lips, wriggling his nose playfully at her. So...how do I look, Prose? I've...been a rogue navi for years and years...and been "hopping" between netops for a long while ever since my first...well..."disappeared"...so to speak. Even with a PET's healing systems...heh...some wounds just can't heal up. Jazz said bashfully, with a warm, red blush on his cheeks.
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As befitting the more intimate nature of exposing the roadmap of his past to her, Prose's movements slowed to a more stable, close-in embrace while her eyes followed the descent of his suit. He might be reassured that she gave no obvious reaction at first — there was certainly no sign of a flinch or anything untoward. More than other things, he'd probably be aware of the soft flow of her breath brushing against the freshly exposed places. She didn't speak at first, just letting her eyes follow over the marks and lines, though the aggressively eager fire in her gaze had subtly faded back to something more gentle now.
A delicate hand reached up to trace across the highest scar she could find, moving slowly down as she let the very tips of her fingers explore the contours and unevenness of the injuries. As the touches traced down to a height her head could reach, she leaned in to begin adding small kisses and gentle brushes of her lips to the explorations. Sometimes, Jazz might feel a small tingle of energy from her lips, but it was unlikely that it would have any effect. She was thorough all the same, gradually and carefully paying attention to each lasting scar and injury, no matter how small. Her touches remained gentle and cautious, ever mindful of a bad reaction from Jazz as she went.
After her fingertips and small kisses had explored every exposed wound, all the way down, she leaned in to rest her body against his chest in a more relaxed fashion. Her head as turned side on, cheek against him, while one hand lifted up again to touch gently to the scar in the middle of his chest.
"I can't do anything for these. Some of them are far deeper than I can reach. I think you've seen a lot." As with her eyes, some of the more obvious heat had faded from her voice, leaving it at a much gentler, more concerned tone. She turned her face up to look at him, then smiled again. "Still, things look like they're going better for you now, and who knows, maybe there are still some things left for you to see that you might get a look at soon, don't you think?" Here she giggled, then leaned back a bit to get a better look at his face, and arched up to steal another quick kiss. Leaning back from him was, it seemed, clearly intended to draw his attention back to her own disheveled clothing and borderline exposed decency. She hadn't made any moves to undress herself at all, but it seemed as though she wasn't going to object to him making a move now, at least for a little. "Anything in particular in mind, my handsome suitor?" She tilted her head back and forth, nose twitching and ears lying back. Her hips might have paused in their more obvious grinding against his, but that only meant that they were now pressing her heat quite firmly against him, positioned closely enough that, she seemed to hope, she'd be able to feel any reaction she caused in particular areas. It seemed as though, for all her gentle cares and concerns, and for the respect and delicacy that she appreciated his body with, Prose wasn't going to try to pry into the origins of any of his past injuries right now; the bunny girl almost certainly had other things on her mind, and was trying not to derail the mood.
A delicate hand reached up to trace across the highest scar she could find, moving slowly down as she let the very tips of her fingers explore the contours and unevenness of the injuries. As the touches traced down to a height her head could reach, she leaned in to begin adding small kisses and gentle brushes of her lips to the explorations. Sometimes, Jazz might feel a small tingle of energy from her lips, but it was unlikely that it would have any effect. She was thorough all the same, gradually and carefully paying attention to each lasting scar and injury, no matter how small. Her touches remained gentle and cautious, ever mindful of a bad reaction from Jazz as she went.
After her fingertips and small kisses had explored every exposed wound, all the way down, she leaned in to rest her body against his chest in a more relaxed fashion. Her head as turned side on, cheek against him, while one hand lifted up again to touch gently to the scar in the middle of his chest.
"I can't do anything for these. Some of them are far deeper than I can reach. I think you've seen a lot." As with her eyes, some of the more obvious heat had faded from her voice, leaving it at a much gentler, more concerned tone. She turned her face up to look at him, then smiled again. "Still, things look like they're going better for you now, and who knows, maybe there are still some things left for you to see that you might get a look at soon, don't you think?" Here she giggled, then leaned back a bit to get a better look at his face, and arched up to steal another quick kiss. Leaning back from him was, it seemed, clearly intended to draw his attention back to her own disheveled clothing and borderline exposed decency. She hadn't made any moves to undress herself at all, but it seemed as though she wasn't going to object to him making a move now, at least for a little. "Anything in particular in mind, my handsome suitor?" She tilted her head back and forth, nose twitching and ears lying back. Her hips might have paused in their more obvious grinding against his, but that only meant that they were now pressing her heat quite firmly against him, positioned closely enough that, she seemed to hope, she'd be able to feel any reaction she caused in particular areas. It seemed as though, for all her gentle cares and concerns, and for the respect and delicacy that she appreciated his body with, Prose wasn't going to try to pry into the origins of any of his past injuries right now; the bunny girl almost certainly had other things on her mind, and was trying not to derail the mood.
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Jazz would shiver and almost flinch out as Prose touched one of the upper most scars on his body, his fur almost standing straight up as she did. It had been many years since someone had seen under his navisuit and yet...he was apprehensive about it all, but at the same time, felt a weight being lifted from his chest as she would trace along the scars that marked across his torso. A slight wave of healing energy touching over them as she touched and looked at them. And yet, the scars had no visible signs of retreat on his body. Maybe a little fur would spring back to life in the burned and charred sections of his chest, but that was about as far as it went, a little white in the otherwise matted and scarred tissue. The kisses and brushes of her lips soothed him on the inside, yet his heart beat quickly, faster than from earlier out of...fear? Of what she might think of him. A strange feeling to be sure, he had not felt it in so long, he had almost forgotten what it felt like when he was near a woman such as her. But even as she did what she could, never would there be a bad reaction from him. No pain, no sorrow...a straight laced (if blushing) face as he tried to calm his breathing.
He opened his eyes after much deliberation of what she was doing, he would reach his arms around her back and give her a tight, loving hug against his body. Warmth flooding his cheeks as he smiled at her, rubbing along her back knowingly. I wasn't expecting you could do much, if anything, for my scars sweets. I'm just glad you didn't pull away on me revealing them. I've had far more...less than desirable reactions to them in the past. He explained, his fingers finding the catches on her suit in turn. He would start to gently pull back the ones that were positioned towards the top of her suit, gently unlatching them one at a time in an almost systematic order, from the top and slowly going down her sides to unlatch those. He would give her another kiss with a simple smile, and if she felt right, she could feel something between her legs, in an almost knowing manner of what it was. He would grin playfully at her as she asked him what he had in mind to do. I'd say "lets continue on, you have more work to do"... He began as he trailed off, before gently kneading along her sides as he finished unlatching the catches on her suit. But I can -feel- what you more want. And you know what? Sometimes you gotta get those urges out, before you can do yer best work
He opened his eyes after much deliberation of what she was doing, he would reach his arms around her back and give her a tight, loving hug against his body. Warmth flooding his cheeks as he smiled at her, rubbing along her back knowingly. I wasn't expecting you could do much, if anything, for my scars sweets. I'm just glad you didn't pull away on me revealing them. I've had far more...less than desirable reactions to them in the past. He explained, his fingers finding the catches on her suit in turn. He would start to gently pull back the ones that were positioned towards the top of her suit, gently unlatching them one at a time in an almost systematic order, from the top and slowly going down her sides to unlatch those. He would give her another kiss with a simple smile, and if she felt right, she could feel something between her legs, in an almost knowing manner of what it was. He would grin playfully at her as she asked him what he had in mind to do. I'd say "lets continue on, you have more work to do"... He began as he trailed off, before gently kneading along her sides as he finished unlatching the catches on her suit. But I can -feel- what you more want. And you know what? Sometimes you gotta get those urges out, before you can do yer best work
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Explorations finished for now, both of Prose's hands reached up to curl lightly around the back of Jazz's neck and interlock her fingers there, so she could pull up a little more and kiss his nose. The gesture turned into another more intimate brush her her cheek against his, and she moved her head in closer.
"Don't worry," her voice was a whisper and a giggle in his ear. "Handsome comes in all sorts..." As before she'd needed to lean upwards further, raising herself higher on her knees just to make the height, but when he began to reach for her own clothing, the small woman giggled aloud and leaned back on her arms; Jazz would feel the pressure of her weight from the hand on the back of his neck, but in truth, she barely seemed to weigh anything at all, and certainly not enough to seem a burden. She lifted her shoulders slightly, making the catches on the left side of her top more accessible and hummed happily to herself, eyes closed as he unfastened them one at a time. One might even accuse her of picking a costume that was alarmingly easy to get out of, if desired.
When the last upper catch came undone, the simple festive band obeyed the sometimes temperamental laws of gravity and slipped down to the side, falling away; Prose unfastened her fingers from behind his head and leaned back a bit more, putting enough pace between their bodies to afford him a look at what he'd uncovered. She kept her eyes closed, still grinning and humming delicately to herself, but stretched her arms overhead in a drawn out, luxurious gesture while she let him look. Truth be told, she was a very small woman with a slight, if still athletic figure; the assets she was showing off weren't particularly voluptuous or pronounced at all, but rather seemed about what one would expect to fit such a small frame of body. They were there, and they were present, but there wasn't a lot to them.
Even so, her fur continued in clean white; the less commonly exposed sections down her front were, compared to her back, a crisper, purer white, and with enough smoothing down she might even manage to pass for PC at a quick glance, but only a very quick one. Any more than that, and it would be quite obvious that her form possessed an attention to detail that was adult enough to definitely require covering up in most circumstances. Excited as she clearly was, the faint tint of blush from beneath the thin, delicate layer of fur passed down over the upper portions of her chest, and at the peaks of each soft swell, the delicate pink tips of her nipples were clear enough to draw the eye at anything more than a brief glance. She gave Jazz plenty of time to take much more than brief glance, stretching and relaxing like no-one else was watching. When her eyes flicked open again, to meet his, the soft smile became a much more coy grin.
"Mmmm... hope you're not all about the breasts, cutie. There's not a lot of real estate up here." She winked and giggled. "But I promise I make up for it in other ways..." the small rhythmic movements of her body spread as she stretched; the slight grinding of her hips back and forth as she straddled his legs had passed up to a subtle swaying and rocking of the rest of her body too, patently suggestive. "Hehe... Don't be shy now..." She bit her lip, still grinning as she invited him. Eager as she quite obviously was, it seemed mostly like the bunny girl was trying to let Jazz take the initiative with her; there was little doubt she knew what she was doing and enjoyed doing it, but still wanted to play the part of the led, rather than the leader, if Jazz was up for that. It also seemed like a fairly safe guess that Prose was, at this stage, downright horny enough that her efforts at giving Jazz the lead would probably crumble into something more assertive before too long if he didn't take it.
"Don't worry," her voice was a whisper and a giggle in his ear. "Handsome comes in all sorts..." As before she'd needed to lean upwards further, raising herself higher on her knees just to make the height, but when he began to reach for her own clothing, the small woman giggled aloud and leaned back on her arms; Jazz would feel the pressure of her weight from the hand on the back of his neck, but in truth, she barely seemed to weigh anything at all, and certainly not enough to seem a burden. She lifted her shoulders slightly, making the catches on the left side of her top more accessible and hummed happily to herself, eyes closed as he unfastened them one at a time. One might even accuse her of picking a costume that was alarmingly easy to get out of, if desired.
When the last upper catch came undone, the simple festive band obeyed the sometimes temperamental laws of gravity and slipped down to the side, falling away; Prose unfastened her fingers from behind his head and leaned back a bit more, putting enough pace between their bodies to afford him a look at what he'd uncovered. She kept her eyes closed, still grinning and humming delicately to herself, but stretched her arms overhead in a drawn out, luxurious gesture while she let him look. Truth be told, she was a very small woman with a slight, if still athletic figure; the assets she was showing off weren't particularly voluptuous or pronounced at all, but rather seemed about what one would expect to fit such a small frame of body. They were there, and they were present, but there wasn't a lot to them.
Even so, her fur continued in clean white; the less commonly exposed sections down her front were, compared to her back, a crisper, purer white, and with enough smoothing down she might even manage to pass for PC at a quick glance, but only a very quick one. Any more than that, and it would be quite obvious that her form possessed an attention to detail that was adult enough to definitely require covering up in most circumstances. Excited as she clearly was, the faint tint of blush from beneath the thin, delicate layer of fur passed down over the upper portions of her chest, and at the peaks of each soft swell, the delicate pink tips of her nipples were clear enough to draw the eye at anything more than a brief glance. She gave Jazz plenty of time to take much more than brief glance, stretching and relaxing like no-one else was watching. When her eyes flicked open again, to meet his, the soft smile became a much more coy grin.
"Mmmm... hope you're not all about the breasts, cutie. There's not a lot of real estate up here." She winked and giggled. "But I promise I make up for it in other ways..." the small rhythmic movements of her body spread as she stretched; the slight grinding of her hips back and forth as she straddled his legs had passed up to a subtle swaying and rocking of the rest of her body too, patently suggestive. "Hehe... Don't be shy now..." She bit her lip, still grinning as she invited him. Eager as she quite obviously was, it seemed mostly like the bunny girl was trying to let Jazz take the initiative with her; there was little doubt she knew what she was doing and enjoyed doing it, but still wanted to play the part of the led, rather than the leader, if Jazz was up for that. It also seemed like a fairly safe guess that Prose was, at this stage, downright horny enough that her efforts at giving Jazz the lead would probably crumble into something more assertive before too long if he didn't take it.
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Jazz could only smile as those catches on her suit would unlatch one at a time, watching the front of her suit fell forwards, the rabbit himself gently pulling back to let it flop in front of himself, his eyes immediately wondering all over Prose's now exposed body. And with it, a simple bulge starting to form in the middle of his crotch, his body shuddering out as it would poke wantingly against Prose's thigh, the rabbit immediately leaning in for a better look and feel of Prose's crisp white fur, nosing into the nape of his neck with his wiggly little nose. His body shuddering in excitement as he would begin to sample her body, tongue lapping at her neck, teeth very gently grazing along her neck and scraping along both fur and flesh.
His head would not stay there for long though, his head would begin to slowly move down her front, tongue lightly trailing down between the mounds of her form as he would grope at the smaller mounds of her body. Fingers gently squeezing and squishing along the mounds, fingers flicking the pink nubs of flesh as he continued to trail his head down to her stomach, giving the younger bunny a kiss along it. Mhmhm. Well...I can't exactly say I'm not -disappointed-, always was a breast guy myself, but I can certainly have a lot of fun with these handfuls. He chuckled, Jazz gently pinching down on the pink tips of her mounds, giving a very gentle tug and twist as he would continue to squeeze them with the palms of his hands, lifting and squeezing them gently before letting them go...only to then latch onto one gently, tongue swirling around the nub teasingly, before a very gentle nip at the nub, rolling it gently back and forth between his teeth.
His hands and arms would soon gently wrap around behind her, fingers starting to tease along the curvature of her back. He could very easily pin her under his own bulk, his legs could easily hold hers down if he wished it. But...there was certainly always the charms of a woman atop you when you just help her through the motions. But Jazz would look up at her, giving the pert pink tip a gentle and playful tug before coming off the breast with a wet pop, licking his chops lewdly. Such a tasty bun I got here. He teased and if Prose inhaled deeply enough, his own scent would come through hers, a simple musk wafting around the two of them as it mixed in with hers. A bitterness mixing with the sweet of hers, as well as the grassy, woodsy overtones of the area around them, all mixing together for them to enjoy together. So...ready for some bouncing sweets? Or...do you like to be teased more? I'm good with either, but...gotta let the girl have her options open, now don't I?
His head would not stay there for long though, his head would begin to slowly move down her front, tongue lightly trailing down between the mounds of her form as he would grope at the smaller mounds of her body. Fingers gently squeezing and squishing along the mounds, fingers flicking the pink nubs of flesh as he continued to trail his head down to her stomach, giving the younger bunny a kiss along it. Mhmhm. Well...I can't exactly say I'm not -disappointed-, always was a breast guy myself, but I can certainly have a lot of fun with these handfuls. He chuckled, Jazz gently pinching down on the pink tips of her mounds, giving a very gentle tug and twist as he would continue to squeeze them with the palms of his hands, lifting and squeezing them gently before letting them go...only to then latch onto one gently, tongue swirling around the nub teasingly, before a very gentle nip at the nub, rolling it gently back and forth between his teeth.
His hands and arms would soon gently wrap around behind her, fingers starting to tease along the curvature of her back. He could very easily pin her under his own bulk, his legs could easily hold hers down if he wished it. But...there was certainly always the charms of a woman atop you when you just help her through the motions. But Jazz would look up at her, giving the pert pink tip a gentle and playful tug before coming off the breast with a wet pop, licking his chops lewdly. Such a tasty bun I got here. He teased and if Prose inhaled deeply enough, his own scent would come through hers, a simple musk wafting around the two of them as it mixed in with hers. A bitterness mixing with the sweet of hers, as well as the grassy, woodsy overtones of the area around them, all mixing together for them to enjoy together. So...ready for some bouncing sweets? Or...do you like to be teased more? I'm good with either, but...gotta let the girl have her options open, now don't I?
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By the time Jazz had had a chance to have a good look at what was on offer, the small circling motions of his companion's hips had grown into a more punctuated and obvious grind, sliding back as she pressed down against his somewhat more excitable parts. Short panted breaths became sharper gasps and delicate exclamations of the sort fully intended to send shivers through any male's nether regions, and they only grew more overt as he complimented her display with some deeply appreciated physical attention. A small catch in the breath quickly became a breathy sight, before turning into a drawn out, needy groan.
She did manage a small pout, for a moment, as Jazz confirmed his normal preference to her, but it was still playful and she was mostly too caught up in allowing him to explore the upper parts of her body while she leaned back to give him access and let her eyes stare without focus at the branches of the trees above them, and the scattering of clear sky peeking through. She groaned again, fingers twitching and clutching against him for a moment as he nipped at delicate parts. The bunny girl was breathing quite hard at this point; there wasn't much body to disguise it on her slight build, and her chest heaved up and down with each rapid breath and the quick thumping of her heart; any time any part of him touched her chest, Jazz would be able to feel the beat of its hurried tempo pulsing though her.
Her face turned down again, finding his gaze; the flirty grin had been replaced by simple, eager, lip-parted panting and there was an intensity in her eyes that didn't quite seem to match such a small woman. She didn't seem to want to answer his question directly, and there was still something of a conflict on her features. Parts of her, unquestionably, were very, very, ready to 'bounce' as Jazz had put it, while other parts of her internal war were still trying to insist about other duties. Rather than give a straight answer, she leaned forward, bringing both hands up to his face so she could kiss him again, and shift the gesture into another nuzzle.
It was at about this point, however, just as she was holding onto him firmly, that something perhaps unexpected happened for Jazz. Her body shifted, and there was a sudden sense of movement and force; it was hard to follow it happened so quickly, but with a twist and a turn, and what seemed suspiciously like the bunny girl kicking back off the tree they'd been leaning against, Jazz would feel himself shoved down, until his back hit the soft grass. It happened in a blur and a blink, but the result left Prose straddled hard across his hip with her hands planted on his mid-section.
The sudden rustle of movement was followed by another stretch of quiet, where even the wildlife of the small forest seemed mostly silent; the way Prose was panting was the most audible sound on a field of still quiet, the coolness of the breeze moving through the trees and the grass beneath them making the beacon of the tiny woman's heat and presence all the more vivid.
Somewhere along the way hands had fumbled and surprisingly nimble toes had helped, tugging and pushing more of his outfit down below the waist and hips in an effort to get at what she was after. She was watching his face for a reaction, chest and shoulders heaving and out of breath, but her whole body swayed with the same rhythm, and it all seemed to be dictated by the way her hips ground down against him.
In particular now, if her efforts had been successful, it was a grind that rubbed her groin back and forth against the more recently awakened parts of his anatomy, and if it was a particularly sensitive part, it might tell Jazz that the underwear she had been showing off before was doing an increasingly poor job of hiding the woman's arousal. The firm contact had let the material grow thoroughly damp, and it did little to disguise every slick contour and fold of heat as she rocked above him. The incredibly thin stretch of fabric was likely all that stood as barrier between the act she was simulating and the reality of it, but Prose just bit her lip, eyes rolling up and eyelids flickering rapidly as her hips worked. The internal conflict between how far was too far while she still had rounds left to finish seemed to be suffering from a line that edged backwards further and further the longer she took to draw it.
"Not too far... hahh... I promised... not until work's over... hahh..." Her short efforts at speech were interrupted by another aching groan of needful passion and she sagged slightly, putting her head down against his middle while her hips worked harder. "Just a little more... we'll stop before... hahh... long as we don't put it in, right...? Then it won't count... as going too far at work... right? Ughhh..." She broke into another low groan that made her whole body tremble. To be honest, a more clear-headed person might accuse her of splitting hairs, at this point. She seemed to be trying mostly to either convince, or else make excuses for, herself and the more aroused she grew, the more concessions she seemed eager to make.
She did manage a small pout, for a moment, as Jazz confirmed his normal preference to her, but it was still playful and she was mostly too caught up in allowing him to explore the upper parts of her body while she leaned back to give him access and let her eyes stare without focus at the branches of the trees above them, and the scattering of clear sky peeking through. She groaned again, fingers twitching and clutching against him for a moment as he nipped at delicate parts. The bunny girl was breathing quite hard at this point; there wasn't much body to disguise it on her slight build, and her chest heaved up and down with each rapid breath and the quick thumping of her heart; any time any part of him touched her chest, Jazz would be able to feel the beat of its hurried tempo pulsing though her.
Her face turned down again, finding his gaze; the flirty grin had been replaced by simple, eager, lip-parted panting and there was an intensity in her eyes that didn't quite seem to match such a small woman. She didn't seem to want to answer his question directly, and there was still something of a conflict on her features. Parts of her, unquestionably, were very, very, ready to 'bounce' as Jazz had put it, while other parts of her internal war were still trying to insist about other duties. Rather than give a straight answer, she leaned forward, bringing both hands up to his face so she could kiss him again, and shift the gesture into another nuzzle.
It was at about this point, however, just as she was holding onto him firmly, that something perhaps unexpected happened for Jazz. Her body shifted, and there was a sudden sense of movement and force; it was hard to follow it happened so quickly, but with a twist and a turn, and what seemed suspiciously like the bunny girl kicking back off the tree they'd been leaning against, Jazz would feel himself shoved down, until his back hit the soft grass. It happened in a blur and a blink, but the result left Prose straddled hard across his hip with her hands planted on his mid-section.
The sudden rustle of movement was followed by another stretch of quiet, where even the wildlife of the small forest seemed mostly silent; the way Prose was panting was the most audible sound on a field of still quiet, the coolness of the breeze moving through the trees and the grass beneath them making the beacon of the tiny woman's heat and presence all the more vivid.
Somewhere along the way hands had fumbled and surprisingly nimble toes had helped, tugging and pushing more of his outfit down below the waist and hips in an effort to get at what she was after. She was watching his face for a reaction, chest and shoulders heaving and out of breath, but her whole body swayed with the same rhythm, and it all seemed to be dictated by the way her hips ground down against him.
In particular now, if her efforts had been successful, it was a grind that rubbed her groin back and forth against the more recently awakened parts of his anatomy, and if it was a particularly sensitive part, it might tell Jazz that the underwear she had been showing off before was doing an increasingly poor job of hiding the woman's arousal. The firm contact had let the material grow thoroughly damp, and it did little to disguise every slick contour and fold of heat as she rocked above him. The incredibly thin stretch of fabric was likely all that stood as barrier between the act she was simulating and the reality of it, but Prose just bit her lip, eyes rolling up and eyelids flickering rapidly as her hips worked. The internal conflict between how far was too far while she still had rounds left to finish seemed to be suffering from a line that edged backwards further and further the longer she took to draw it.
"Not too far... hahh... I promised... not until work's over... hahh..." Her short efforts at speech were interrupted by another aching groan of needful passion and she sagged slightly, putting her head down against his middle while her hips worked harder. "Just a little more... we'll stop before... hahh... long as we don't put it in, right...? Then it won't count... as going too far at work... right? Ughhh..." She broke into another low groan that made her whole body tremble. To be honest, a more clear-headed person might accuse her of splitting hairs, at this point. She seemed to be trying mostly to either convince, or else make excuses for, herself and the more aroused she grew, the more concessions she seemed eager to make.
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Jazz would groan out as he felt her grinding along him with those small circling motions of her hips, shuddering as he would reciprocate in turn going in the same direction of hers as he tried to keep up his teasing along with hers, circling his own hips in turn as he could hear that groan of pleasure as he was still teasing along the tops of those pert hills of hers. His tongue would soon begin to wash along her chest fur, gently pushing it down with his saliva, bringing it to a stand and back down again as he tasted her all over as he could. And the beat of her heart racing in her chest only spurred him on further to tease her, a playful chuckle before being caught in her lips.
The rabbit's eyes would flutter as she held onto him firmly, the rabbit happily reciprocating her kiss in turn, tongue wrapping around hers very briefly as he held back against her firmly, fingers gently kneading and firmly wrapped around her back, nuzzling back into her, noses touching for a very brief moment, warm nose against each other. And then in that brief moment of letting his guard down, he was practically laid -flat- on the ground by the smaller bunny. A simple turn, and a twist, probably by using that tree he was seated in front of as leverage, and his arms out to his sides with a sudden Ooof! from the larger rabbit, with a smaller bunny straddling his hips and those "Delicate" hands of hers firmly planted on his midsection. And even with all the nature about them, wrapped up in a large, foresty, clearing. Even with the rustling of the grass, the leaves and the various hiding places around them, it was almost deathly quiet with a calm wind wafting around them even now.
Even now he was getting, if it was even possible, harder under the cloth-like navisuit, feeling every little contour of that bunny's heated and slick nethers. He'd need to give this old navisuit of his a wash later, if it wasn't already stained by himself from the inside. But all the while, he could see the internal debate with her needs and her wants. Not to mention, there was just a job to do. But even as he continued to circle his hips and tried to follow her as much as he could, he would let out a little groan and lewd sounding moan of his own. Panting out as he would gently wrap his fingers around her waist, beginning to idly knead and massage against her thighs. Nnnnngh...if...I may make a suggestion... He began, trying to keep his head from clouding over from her heated scent and his own lusts. Maybe...we could...use my netop's homepage for this...when we get done? He asked, shivering out in pleasure. I-It's...in Electown...but I'm sure...it's not gonna be that far...if we use the NetSquare entrance... He panted out, as Stephine would contact him privately.
The rabbit's eyes would flutter as she held onto him firmly, the rabbit happily reciprocating her kiss in turn, tongue wrapping around hers very briefly as he held back against her firmly, fingers gently kneading and firmly wrapped around her back, nuzzling back into her, noses touching for a very brief moment, warm nose against each other. And then in that brief moment of letting his guard down, he was practically laid -flat- on the ground by the smaller bunny. A simple turn, and a twist, probably by using that tree he was seated in front of as leverage, and his arms out to his sides with a sudden Ooof! from the larger rabbit, with a smaller bunny straddling his hips and those "Delicate" hands of hers firmly planted on his midsection. And even with all the nature about them, wrapped up in a large, foresty, clearing. Even with the rustling of the grass, the leaves and the various hiding places around them, it was almost deathly quiet with a calm wind wafting around them even now.
Even now he was getting, if it was even possible, harder under the cloth-like navisuit, feeling every little contour of that bunny's heated and slick nethers. He'd need to give this old navisuit of his a wash later, if it wasn't already stained by himself from the inside. But all the while, he could see the internal debate with her needs and her wants. Not to mention, there was just a job to do. But even as he continued to circle his hips and tried to follow her as much as he could, he would let out a little groan and lewd sounding moan of his own. Panting out as he would gently wrap his fingers around her waist, beginning to idly knead and massage against her thighs. Nnnnngh...if...I may make a suggestion... He began, trying to keep his head from clouding over from her heated scent and his own lusts. Maybe...we could...use my netop's homepage for this...when we get done? He asked, shivering out in pleasure. I-It's...in Electown...but I'm sure...it's not gonna be that far...if we use the NetSquare entrance... He panted out, as Stephine would contact him privately.
Quote (Stephine)
Before you ask, no, there are no Net Police operatives I could find on my homepage. And yes, you can use it. It'll be a cinch to set up anyways since I have a bunch of cyber furnishings I made a while ago. Hope you like cyberwood.
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As lost as the small bunny straddling Jazz seemed to be in her own pursuit of sensation, the grind of her hips paused as he spoke to her, and he felt her slight form shudder and tremble with restrained need. The delicate fingers on his middle gripped tighter as her head rested down against him and the arch of her back heaved with laboured, panting breaths. She didn't give any response right away, paused as she was instead, but after a few more seconds of trying to collect herself, he felt her head nodding subtly against his midsection. She shifted then, raising her head and crawling forward, until she could stretch up to bury her face in against his neck instead. The position was a much 'safer' one, all things considered, since moving that far up his body took her hips well out of proximity to his. Instead it left her simply lying against him, with the upward slide pulling her skirt back down into place and rubbing the slight softness of her chest against his. She was still breathing heavily, and her body radiated heat all over; the scent of her arousal was strong and heavy but she seemed to at least have gotten herself somewhat under control. For now. She kissed at Jazz's neck, then raised her head properly to place a second one on the tip of his nose as well.
"Hahh.... Right... yeah, o-of course. Ok, I'll finish these other drops, then we can...." she pressed her face into his neck again with a little groan, scrubbing her nose back and forth playfully in his fur. "Sorry. Got a bit ahead of myself. It's... ah... it's been awhile. It's only a couple more, I promise." Even so, she snuggled in place against him for a few more drawn out moments, catching her breath, before sighing and letting herself slip to the side so she could flex up to her feet with the same athletic grace she'd displayed earlier... if still a touch trembly in places. She retrieved her top and took an extra moment to fasten it back on and settle it in place, before reclaiming her basket and checking that the remaining crystals were all still accounted for.
By the time Jazz was also ready to move on, the girl had mostly collected herself, though there were places on her cheeks and at the soft of her neck where the pink flush of skin beneath the relatively thin fur was still bright enough to show through. As much as she had apologised for getting perhaps a little too aggressive, she didn't exactly look embarrassed or ashamed — just eager to get her work done so that they could get back to it with a clean conscience. She stood close to him, then with a small, mischievous grin pressed something into his hand before stepping away and pointing the direction.
"It's like insurance, hehe. Because you've got to give them back later, so no running away." The words came with a giggle and a wink over her shoulder, before she then headed off through the Yoka woodland. The object was a small bundle of fabric, neatly folded to keep any mysteriously damp patches from being on the outside, and Jazz could probably make an educated guess as to what she'd given him. Brief glimpses under her skirt as she ran ahead, tail flicking, would confirm the suspicion.
The next two deliveries, conducted at a swift pace through the Yoka net, went by quickly, and without much worry — it was likely that both rabbits had other things on their mind, and Prose, at least, seemed intently focused on getting the rest of the work done as quickly as she could without risking leaving her new friend behind. The tiny delivery bunny had just dropped off what looked like the last little crystal in her basket and was returning with a telling grin on her lip when she stopped suddenly and tilted her head, looking to the side. At once, her shoulders slumped and she winced, a put out expression washing out her features.
"That's no fair... Ugh... Hey, Jazz, can we wait for just a couple more minutes? I'm sorry, please, I swear I'm not teasing... There's something I've got to check out before I'm done here." She put one hand to her face and shook her head as she walked the rest of the way to him, then reached out to wrap her arms about him and put her forehead against his middle. given her height, it might look like she was about to do something else for him, if not for the fact that she was apologising. "Sorry, really, I am, but I've got to check on this thing... Damnit..."
She pulled back after a moment then looked up at Jazz with a last helpless shrug, then led the way between steaming rock pools and over the rocky sloped area they'd come into, picking her way through the steam-shrouded network until an odd, erratic bubbling sound began to filter through the fog. It didn't take long before Prose stopped.
"Oh hell..." She had her hands on her hips as she perched on a raised outcropping of rock, looking forward. A little further away a shaped moved in a slow circle, pulsing and bubbling to itself over what looked like a pool of fresh lava. To Jazz, it looked like a gigantic Puffy, red and steaming and looking uncomfortably swollen as it floated about a few feet above the lava. Every few seconds it shuddered or flinched, and seemed to spawn several much smaller, under-developed-looking fire-aligned puffy viruses, most of which disintegrated after a little while. Occasionally, gouts of black smoke would rise from one or more of the orifices on the large virus, and it didn't seem happy about the fact. Some of the things it was spawning off seemed to have completed their development into fully fledged Puffy-F viruses, which either hung about the big one for a while, or else drifted away into the wilds of Yoka. Prose seemed uniquely unimpressed with this.
"It is not supposed to be doing that... Damnit, I've got to fix this." She bit her lip then looked to Jazz. "I hate to ask, but, do you think you could give me a hand with this? I'm going to go see if I can get a good look at it and see what the problem is, but just in case it's not an easy fix, do you think you could shut the thing down for me while I check it? Just, ah, hit it, like, really hard, and keep hitting it until it stops moving. Don't worry about damaging the exterior or anything, any damage you do to it won't be a big issue compared to this..." She seemed to weigh her options and think for another moment, then made a small gesture with one hand. Her Christmas costume rippled and was replaced by something a little bit more casual; a light weight and minimal denim short jacket that ended just below her breasts and covered them only because they were small enough to not need much cover — the jacket itself didn't close in front. The back of it had a pair of emblazoned red bat wings. It was matched with a low-ride denim skirt in loose pleats that went to her mid thigh, but was free enough to allow full and easy movement. Her silly Christmas cap disappeared as well, though it revealed that the fuzzy adornment on the end of it was actually attached to a thin black cord that was woven into the fur at the back of her head, letting the red ball trail behind her when the cap went.
"Something I can move better in... I'm off the clock for being a delivery bunny now anyhow. Are you ready? This thing might get a bit feisty when we get close to it." It seemed she was ready to dart in at her usual top speed, and was hoping Jazz planned to follow.
-=Red Hot Trouble in Yoka=-
PuffyForge.Bus: 300hp [Over Lava][Circling the lava pool][Omnishoes][Over 1 movement away]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.A: 100Hp [Lava][Near left of the boss]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.B: 100Hp [Lava][Back right of the boss]
PseudoPuff: 20Hp [Light][Floating][Left edge of lava pool]
PseudoPuff: 20Hp [Light][Floating][Front of lava pool]
PuffError(A/R/F): 10hp [Lava under PuffyForge][On Fire]
-=Buns, Interrupted=-
Jazz.Exe: 160Hp [Normal]
Prosopopoeia.LAPIN: ???Hp [Normal][Beside Jazz]
-=Steamy Scene=-
40% Lava [Large oval pool directly ahead]
20% Normal [Where Jazz and Prose are]
30% Onsen [Two pools, to either side of the lava pool]
10% Coal [Areas between the pools]
-=Objects=-
Rock Pillars A-D: 60Hp [Look like decoration statues that have been worn away. Dotted around the edges of the pools. Will work as cover]
-=Battle 5, Start!=-
"Hahh.... Right... yeah, o-of course. Ok, I'll finish these other drops, then we can...." she pressed her face into his neck again with a little groan, scrubbing her nose back and forth playfully in his fur. "Sorry. Got a bit ahead of myself. It's... ah... it's been awhile. It's only a couple more, I promise." Even so, she snuggled in place against him for a few more drawn out moments, catching her breath, before sighing and letting herself slip to the side so she could flex up to her feet with the same athletic grace she'd displayed earlier... if still a touch trembly in places. She retrieved her top and took an extra moment to fasten it back on and settle it in place, before reclaiming her basket and checking that the remaining crystals were all still accounted for.
By the time Jazz was also ready to move on, the girl had mostly collected herself, though there were places on her cheeks and at the soft of her neck where the pink flush of skin beneath the relatively thin fur was still bright enough to show through. As much as she had apologised for getting perhaps a little too aggressive, she didn't exactly look embarrassed or ashamed — just eager to get her work done so that they could get back to it with a clean conscience. She stood close to him, then with a small, mischievous grin pressed something into his hand before stepping away and pointing the direction.
"It's like insurance, hehe. Because you've got to give them back later, so no running away." The words came with a giggle and a wink over her shoulder, before she then headed off through the Yoka woodland. The object was a small bundle of fabric, neatly folded to keep any mysteriously damp patches from being on the outside, and Jazz could probably make an educated guess as to what she'd given him. Brief glimpses under her skirt as she ran ahead, tail flicking, would confirm the suspicion.
The next two deliveries, conducted at a swift pace through the Yoka net, went by quickly, and without much worry — it was likely that both rabbits had other things on their mind, and Prose, at least, seemed intently focused on getting the rest of the work done as quickly as she could without risking leaving her new friend behind. The tiny delivery bunny had just dropped off what looked like the last little crystal in her basket and was returning with a telling grin on her lip when she stopped suddenly and tilted her head, looking to the side. At once, her shoulders slumped and she winced, a put out expression washing out her features.
"That's no fair... Ugh... Hey, Jazz, can we wait for just a couple more minutes? I'm sorry, please, I swear I'm not teasing... There's something I've got to check out before I'm done here." She put one hand to her face and shook her head as she walked the rest of the way to him, then reached out to wrap her arms about him and put her forehead against his middle. given her height, it might look like she was about to do something else for him, if not for the fact that she was apologising. "Sorry, really, I am, but I've got to check on this thing... Damnit..."
She pulled back after a moment then looked up at Jazz with a last helpless shrug, then led the way between steaming rock pools and over the rocky sloped area they'd come into, picking her way through the steam-shrouded network until an odd, erratic bubbling sound began to filter through the fog. It didn't take long before Prose stopped.
"Oh hell..." She had her hands on her hips as she perched on a raised outcropping of rock, looking forward. A little further away a shaped moved in a slow circle, pulsing and bubbling to itself over what looked like a pool of fresh lava. To Jazz, it looked like a gigantic Puffy, red and steaming and looking uncomfortably swollen as it floated about a few feet above the lava. Every few seconds it shuddered or flinched, and seemed to spawn several much smaller, under-developed-looking fire-aligned puffy viruses, most of which disintegrated after a little while. Occasionally, gouts of black smoke would rise from one or more of the orifices on the large virus, and it didn't seem happy about the fact. Some of the things it was spawning off seemed to have completed their development into fully fledged Puffy-F viruses, which either hung about the big one for a while, or else drifted away into the wilds of Yoka. Prose seemed uniquely unimpressed with this.
"It is not supposed to be doing that... Damnit, I've got to fix this." She bit her lip then looked to Jazz. "I hate to ask, but, do you think you could give me a hand with this? I'm going to go see if I can get a good look at it and see what the problem is, but just in case it's not an easy fix, do you think you could shut the thing down for me while I check it? Just, ah, hit it, like, really hard, and keep hitting it until it stops moving. Don't worry about damaging the exterior or anything, any damage you do to it won't be a big issue compared to this..." She seemed to weigh her options and think for another moment, then made a small gesture with one hand. Her Christmas costume rippled and was replaced by something a little bit more casual; a light weight and minimal denim short jacket that ended just below her breasts and covered them only because they were small enough to not need much cover — the jacket itself didn't close in front. The back of it had a pair of emblazoned red bat wings. It was matched with a low-ride denim skirt in loose pleats that went to her mid thigh, but was free enough to allow full and easy movement. Her silly Christmas cap disappeared as well, though it revealed that the fuzzy adornment on the end of it was actually attached to a thin black cord that was woven into the fur at the back of her head, letting the red ball trail behind her when the cap went.
"Something I can move better in... I'm off the clock for being a delivery bunny now anyhow. Are you ready? This thing might get a bit feisty when we get close to it." It seemed she was ready to dart in at her usual top speed, and was hoping Jazz planned to follow.
-=Red Hot Trouble in Yoka=-
PuffyForge.Bus: 300hp [Over Lava][Circling the lava pool][Omnishoes][Over 1 movement away]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.A: 100Hp [Lava][Near left of the boss]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.B: 100Hp [Lava][Back right of the boss]
PseudoPuff: 20Hp [Light][Floating][Left edge of lava pool]
PseudoPuff: 20Hp [Light][Floating][Front of lava pool]
PuffError(A/R/F): 10hp [Lava under PuffyForge][On Fire]
-=Buns, Interrupted=-
Jazz.Exe: 160Hp [Normal]
Prosopopoeia.LAPIN: ???Hp [Normal][Beside Jazz]
-=Steamy Scene=-
40% Lava [Large oval pool directly ahead]
20% Normal [Where Jazz and Prose are]
30% Onsen [Two pools, to either side of the lava pool]
10% Coal [Areas between the pools]
-=Objects=-
Rock Pillars A-D: 60Hp [Look like decoration statues that have been worn away. Dotted around the edges of the pools. Will work as cover]
-=Battle 5, Start!=-
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Jazz gave Prose a playful smile as he tucked the cloth in the side of his navisuit, rolling it up and putting it around his side. He could feel Prose's warmth against his skin and gave a soft smile as he immediately followed her through the network to help with those last couple deliveries. Thoughts going through his mind of himself atop Prose and other times submissively under the smaller bunny, shaking the thoughts occasionally from his head. He knew better to be distracted, years of this sorta thing should have trained him for this sort of thing, yet he couldn't shake her from his thoughts, lewdly and...lovingly from his head. But he would keep up at a fair pace, only trailing her a length or two behind her on a regular basis. Then she'd come to a stop, nuzzling his middle as he wrapped his arms around her in turn, nuzzling her forehead in turn before she let go. Heh, always a busy bunny aren't we? Yea, I'll be right with ya. I ain't goin nowheres. He'd respond as he continued to follow behind the lusty bunny.
Then came the contraption that they were faced with. A giant mechanical puffy, whirring and clanking as it spat out not only smoke, but other half-formed and fully formed puffies in turn. He furrowed his brow. No wonder there were so many of these bastards around. He wasn't exactly skilled with his hands in this instance, this kinda thing was way beyond him. Never had the patience for mechanical stuff, let alone learning how to fix such things, always had to get someone else to fix it, if a little "Percussive Maintenance" wasn't gonna fix whatever was going on with it...granted, a thump and rattle here and there generally helped something keep going. But...this was certainly not a good day for him. Percussive Maintenance it was for him. Yeesh. No wonder there's so many of those damn fire fish around. Guess if nothing else, a bit of Percussive Maintenance on a more violent level will have to do until ya can get near it. Yo, Stephine, ya seeing this? He spouted, Stephine coming in behind the two bunnies, in the middle of Prose changing into her more comfortable attire, which caused Stephine to give a light whistle.
Nice threads. Reminds me of a gaming mascot character, wings and pom-pom and all. Stephine commented as she went to work analyzing what was in front of the two. Hmmm. Lot of smoke coming from...that "PuffyForge"...I'm assuming it's causing the outbreak of Puffy viruses on the network. Three-hundred Hitpoints Why do we measure in HP? That doesn't even... Stephine began, mumbling under her breath for a moment and trailing off. Anyways, those half-finished puffies are easy pickings at twenty, two regular Puffies at their usual total of one-hundred, pretty easy to slice in half...and..."PuffError"? That lava under the machine is not right, it's got an HP value of ten, with an A/R/F in parenthesis. Looks like this is gonna be a bigger battle than you're used to, old man. She analyzed, trying to get a better look at the lava under the forge.
Bah. It's nothing compared to the rogue attacks seven years ago. Though this thing is gonna be trouble if we can't get in there to fix it. Any suggestions Stephine? He asked, eyes darting between the viruses, the forge and Prose. A barrier immediately forming around the smaller bunny, as a protective casing formed around him, she was gonna go in there. So he may as well split the defenses. Not a huge deal, even if he was a little worried about her. But he would have to deal, now wouldn't he?
Prose, go and do what you need to do. Jazz, pick off the viruses so they don't touch your honey bun. Though, if need be Prose... She began, slotting in two chips. Arsenal1 and Bubble-V, the data immediately transferring to Jazz. Hand her those two chips, if need be, she can go for a "Toaster in the Bathtub" approach to short circuiting the forge. Wet it down, then see if you can't shock it quiet for a bit. Sadly, those are the only water and electric chips I've got. I've been meaning to get some coverage, but this is the best I got. Jazz can get their attention with a long range chip to pull them back away from the forge. Jazz, make sure she has at least one layer of protection, I don't think those puffies have Impact or Breaking in their attacks...though not sure about that Forge. Just don't go biting off more than you can chew Rabbit boy. Prose, try and circle around towards the Forge if you can, those pillars look like decent cover, just be mindful of the spread from those bubbles the Puffies spew out, three-by-three in an explosive radius. Stephine would simply say, taking a pause once in a while to take a breath, continuing to analyze the area and the forge, as well as the lava panel it sat on. Something was most assuredly wrong, but not much could be gleamed from the real world.
Jazz would chuckle in response, the two chips on the palm of his hand and spinning around idly. Well, ya heard the lady Prose. Think she has a sound strategy here? He asked, holding the two chips out to Prose, each on a small "Pedestal" in his hand. Just try to be careful, plus I got a couple questions about your file extension, among others. Not often I see a navi without an EXE as their extension, but ya can tell me once we're done with our "maintenance" here. He said, before hearing another click of the PET, data rushing towards his body, fur standing on end before a chuckle came from his throat. Well then. Lets get started, shall we? He asked simply.
Accessing the data, a fire stoked up inside him. With it, pushing both of the chips data into Prose's hands before getting to work, summoned up a large cannon-like gun. A viscous, red and heated liquid wrapped around the outside of the cannon's appearance. Sloshing around slowly, sticking to the sides of the cannon's innards like a lava lamp, a clear tube would drill a hole into the side wrapping around the outside and into the top of the cannon-like gun. Slowly siphoning the viscous liquid into the top, it pooled in a clear holding cell of sorts. With an internal click, Jazz bubbled up the liquid before, with a louder, more explosive blast, shot it out. The attack looking like a large bubble the Puffy viruses would spit out, but instead of slowly bouncing, would fire out like a cannon ball. Thrusting it's self towards one of the half-formed abortions of viruses, before touching down on either ground or virus, exploding loudly and creating a singe on the terrain around it, lava splashing around like water from the explosion. I'll go one way, you go the other, I'll try to grab their attention and hopefully give covering fire on the fly.
After saying those words, Jazz darted from his position, beginning to circle the viruses and forge to the left. His feet carrying him across the terrain as quickly as he possibly could with his heavier frame. Lookit me, tender juicy rabbit right here! Don't be afraid to try and grab a bite to eat! Jazz shouted from where he was running, the casing clinging tightly against his body and the soaked article of clothing on his side, a slight stain showing from the cloth navi-suit he wore. Stay safe and don't do anything rash, Prose. What's another burn or two for someone who ya can connect with? He thought, his thoughts turning to Prose again as he ran as far as he could to keep the viruses off Prose's tail as much as he possibly could. That barrier could hold up to an attack or two, but it was just a temporary defense in the end.
Actions
*Mass Destruction (Blast, Spread, Nova and Splash get +1 to their coverage)
*Wood chips gain +10 vs Single targets, +5 vs Multiple
*Bunny Barrier (Passive 20 HP Barrier)--->Prose
*Bunny Casing (Passive 20 HP Casing)--->Jazz
1: Transfer
Bubble-VDamage: 70 + Spread 2
Accuracy: A
Description: Shoots a bubble blast whose explosion penetrates enemies to hit up to two other enemies behind and to the side of it, as if forming a V shape.
Duration: Once
Element: Aqua
Trader Rank: C: 70 + Spread 2 (Acc: A) chip.dat to Prose
2: Transfer
Arsenal1Damage: (40 Elec damage) + (10 Elec damage x 4 hits)
Accuracy: A
Description: Fires a large laser beam encircled by four smaller beams.
Duration: Once
Element: Elec
Trader Rank: D: (40 Elec damage) + (10 Elec damage x 4 hits) (Acc: A) chip.dat to Prose
*Smash (Add Breaking properties to next action)
3:
HeatSpreader1Damage: 30 + Spread 8
Accuracy: A
Description: Shoots a fireball that explodes on impact to hit nearby enemies.
Duration: Once
Element: Fire
Trader Rank: D: 30 + Spread 8 (Acc: A)--->PseudoPuffA (Spread8+Mass Destruction=Spread9)
4: Flank to the Left (Dodge)
Then came the contraption that they were faced with. A giant mechanical puffy, whirring and clanking as it spat out not only smoke, but other half-formed and fully formed puffies in turn. He furrowed his brow. No wonder there were so many of these bastards around. He wasn't exactly skilled with his hands in this instance, this kinda thing was way beyond him. Never had the patience for mechanical stuff, let alone learning how to fix such things, always had to get someone else to fix it, if a little "Percussive Maintenance" wasn't gonna fix whatever was going on with it...granted, a thump and rattle here and there generally helped something keep going. But...this was certainly not a good day for him. Percussive Maintenance it was for him. Yeesh. No wonder there's so many of those damn fire fish around. Guess if nothing else, a bit of Percussive Maintenance on a more violent level will have to do until ya can get near it. Yo, Stephine, ya seeing this? He spouted, Stephine coming in behind the two bunnies, in the middle of Prose changing into her more comfortable attire, which caused Stephine to give a light whistle.
Nice threads. Reminds me of a gaming mascot character, wings and pom-pom and all. Stephine commented as she went to work analyzing what was in front of the two. Hmmm. Lot of smoke coming from...that "PuffyForge"...I'm assuming it's causing the outbreak of Puffy viruses on the network. Three-hundred Hitpoints Why do we measure in HP? That doesn't even... Stephine began, mumbling under her breath for a moment and trailing off. Anyways, those half-finished puffies are easy pickings at twenty, two regular Puffies at their usual total of one-hundred, pretty easy to slice in half...and..."PuffError"? That lava under the machine is not right, it's got an HP value of ten, with an A/R/F in parenthesis. Looks like this is gonna be a bigger battle than you're used to, old man. She analyzed, trying to get a better look at the lava under the forge.
Bah. It's nothing compared to the rogue attacks seven years ago. Though this thing is gonna be trouble if we can't get in there to fix it. Any suggestions Stephine? He asked, eyes darting between the viruses, the forge and Prose. A barrier immediately forming around the smaller bunny, as a protective casing formed around him, she was gonna go in there. So he may as well split the defenses. Not a huge deal, even if he was a little worried about her. But he would have to deal, now wouldn't he?
Prose, go and do what you need to do. Jazz, pick off the viruses so they don't touch your honey bun. Though, if need be Prose... She began, slotting in two chips. Arsenal1 and Bubble-V, the data immediately transferring to Jazz. Hand her those two chips, if need be, she can go for a "Toaster in the Bathtub" approach to short circuiting the forge. Wet it down, then see if you can't shock it quiet for a bit. Sadly, those are the only water and electric chips I've got. I've been meaning to get some coverage, but this is the best I got. Jazz can get their attention with a long range chip to pull them back away from the forge. Jazz, make sure she has at least one layer of protection, I don't think those puffies have Impact or Breaking in their attacks...though not sure about that Forge. Just don't go biting off more than you can chew Rabbit boy. Prose, try and circle around towards the Forge if you can, those pillars look like decent cover, just be mindful of the spread from those bubbles the Puffies spew out, three-by-three in an explosive radius. Stephine would simply say, taking a pause once in a while to take a breath, continuing to analyze the area and the forge, as well as the lava panel it sat on. Something was most assuredly wrong, but not much could be gleamed from the real world.
Jazz would chuckle in response, the two chips on the palm of his hand and spinning around idly. Well, ya heard the lady Prose. Think she has a sound strategy here? He asked, holding the two chips out to Prose, each on a small "Pedestal" in his hand. Just try to be careful, plus I got a couple questions about your file extension, among others. Not often I see a navi without an EXE as their extension, but ya can tell me once we're done with our "maintenance" here. He said, before hearing another click of the PET, data rushing towards his body, fur standing on end before a chuckle came from his throat. Well then. Lets get started, shall we? He asked simply.
Accessing the data, a fire stoked up inside him. With it, pushing both of the chips data into Prose's hands before getting to work, summoned up a large cannon-like gun. A viscous, red and heated liquid wrapped around the outside of the cannon's appearance. Sloshing around slowly, sticking to the sides of the cannon's innards like a lava lamp, a clear tube would drill a hole into the side wrapping around the outside and into the top of the cannon-like gun. Slowly siphoning the viscous liquid into the top, it pooled in a clear holding cell of sorts. With an internal click, Jazz bubbled up the liquid before, with a louder, more explosive blast, shot it out. The attack looking like a large bubble the Puffy viruses would spit out, but instead of slowly bouncing, would fire out like a cannon ball. Thrusting it's self towards one of the half-formed abortions of viruses, before touching down on either ground or virus, exploding loudly and creating a singe on the terrain around it, lava splashing around like water from the explosion. I'll go one way, you go the other, I'll try to grab their attention and hopefully give covering fire on the fly.
After saying those words, Jazz darted from his position, beginning to circle the viruses and forge to the left. His feet carrying him across the terrain as quickly as he possibly could with his heavier frame. Lookit me, tender juicy rabbit right here! Don't be afraid to try and grab a bite to eat! Jazz shouted from where he was running, the casing clinging tightly against his body and the soaked article of clothing on his side, a slight stain showing from the cloth navi-suit he wore. Stay safe and don't do anything rash, Prose. What's another burn or two for someone who ya can connect with? He thought, his thoughts turning to Prose again as he ran as far as he could to keep the viruses off Prose's tail as much as he possibly could. That barrier could hold up to an attack or two, but it was just a temporary defense in the end.
Actions
*Mass Destruction (Blast, Spread, Nova and Splash get +1 to their coverage)
*Wood chips gain +10 vs Single targets, +5 vs Multiple
*Bunny Barrier (Passive 20 HP Barrier)--->Prose
*Bunny Casing (Passive 20 HP Casing)--->Jazz
1: Transfer
Bubble-VDamage: 70 + Spread 2Accuracy: A
Description: Shoots a bubble blast whose explosion penetrates enemies to hit up to two other enemies behind and to the side of it, as if forming a V shape.
Duration: Once
Element: Aqua
Trader Rank: C: 70 + Spread 2 (Acc: A) chip.dat to Prose
2: Transfer
Arsenal1Damage: (40 Elec damage) + (10 Elec damage x 4 hits)Accuracy: A
Description: Fires a large laser beam encircled by four smaller beams.
Duration: Once
Element: Elec
Trader Rank: D: (40 Elec damage) + (10 Elec damage x 4 hits) (Acc: A) chip.dat to Prose
*Smash (Add Breaking properties to next action)
3:
HeatSpreader1Damage: 30 + Spread 8Accuracy: A
Description: Shoots a fireball that explodes on impact to hit nearby enemies.
Duration: Once
Element: Fire
Trader Rank: D: 30 + Spread 8 (Acc: A)--->PseudoPuffA (Spread8+Mass Destruction=Spread9)
4: Flank to the Left (Dodge)
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Before she could take off, Jazz was quick to press a couple for chips across to his companion, making the smaller bunny hesitate. When he didn't give her the chance to refuse, though, she shrugged and took them with her. As they approached, the over-sized virus forge pulsed rapidly, spewing steam before a port on its underside ejected another half-formed puffy creature. This one was in better shape than the failed blob directly beneath it, which was quickly burning to death in the lava, and it drifted away towards the edge of the lava pool, similar to the other pseudo-puffs that were already present. As it did, it spat a glob of bouncing magma in Jazz's direction, but the ball was slow and inaccurate and it missed him easily.
Around the other side, Prose had darted much further around, and more quickly as well; the way she moved looked relaxed and effortless in combat, but she covered ground in away that made everything around her look like it was in slow motion by comparison. When she paused to aim the first chip that Jazz had passed to her, however, the tiny bunny girl seemed like she was on less certain ground. Her aim wavered between the main virus, and the smaller ones, and when she finally released the first stream of watery bubbles, the body of the shot didn't end up directed properly towards either of them. One of the streams did manage to catch, and subsequently obliterate the malformed creation that had just been spawned, but that was all she succeeded in hitting with it.
Another of the pseudo-puffy things spat a second glob of magma in Jazz's direction, and though this one was lined up better, he was still able to dive out of the way without getting hit. Fortunately, it didn't look like these little half-finished creations could make their attacks home in the same way regular puffies could. Speaking of homing shots, one of the fully grown puffy viruses that still drifted nearby launched its own more potent attack towards Prose, who was closer to it, but it couldn't hit the nimble little blur of white as she darted around, trying to get to the back end of the large virus. In between she tried to take another shot at the main virus with the second chip Jazz had passed her way, but even though her aim was better this time, the malfunctioning entity drifted up and away, continuing its circling of the pond and making the first bolt of the attack stream miss badly. A couple of the follow up bursts still managed to clip it, but in the moment that she was standing still, the girl looked a bit sheepish at being so unused to operating battlechips.
At the end of its slightly quicker movement, the PuffyForge paused in the air, shuddered, trembled, then suddenly belched two great plumes of dark, black smoke upwards, as though something had gone wrong. A second later, a small vaguely puffy-looking blob of... something... drop out of its lower hatch and into the lava, before beginning to half roll, half bounce towards Jazz. The situation did really look like they were dealing with something that was broken, rather than a hostile entity, all things considered... it was as pathetic as it was disturbing in some ways, but Prose had still warned him to be cautious, and recommended a forceful shut down. One of the other blobs spat another glob of lava at Prose, and she stepped out of the way before it reached her, seemingly without any real effort.
On the other side, the other fully fledged Puffy took a shot at Jazz, blowing it's homing bubble attack his way. The bubble drifted by, missing him, but it would be coming back soon enough. Jazz was ready to clean up all of the various half-baked creations around the pool now, and released his own spreading shot with much more precision and fury than any of the puffy viruses had directed at him. After the crack of the first impact, the spread of fire served well to incinerate everything but the two proper puffies and the main brood-mother, if that's what it was. Who knew? Prose seemed to, at least. She had taken quick cover behind one of the statues as Jazz fired, saving herself from the multi-directional shot, though the pillar itself didn't survive, but now she moved again, eyes focused on their target.
"Sorry about that!" She called, still grinning sheepishly. "I'm not so good with using battlechips. I don't do it much. They'd be better in your hands, really. Don't worry about me, I'm fine, I'm just going to try and see if I can get it to shut off properly, while you do it the hard way. You'll probably get there before I do, judging from this!"
The PuffyForge had stopped its more ominous plumes of black smoke, for now, though small wisps continued, but it seemed determined to do its best to make more puffies, even if its best attempts right now were misshapen, half-formed messes.
-=Red Hot Trouble in Yoka=-
PuffyForge.Bus: 235hp [Over Lava][Circling the lava pool][Omnishoes]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.A: 70Hp [Lava][Near left of the boss]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.B: 70Hp [Lava][Back right of the boss]
PseudoPuffA: DELETED
PseudoPuffB: DELETED
PseudoPuffC: DELETED
PuffBlob: DELETED
PuffError(A/R/F): DELETED
-=Buns, Interrupted=-
Jazz.Exe: 160Hp [Normal][Edge of where it turns to coal][10Hp Casing]
Prosopopoeia.LAPIN: ???Hp [Onsen][back of pool, right of PuffyForge][20hp Barrier]
-=Steamy Scene=-
35% Lava [Large oval pool directly ahead]
25% Normal [Where Jazz and Prose are]
30% Onsen [Two pools, to either side of the lava pool]
10% Coal [Areas between the pools]
-=Objects=-
Rock Pillars A, C: DELETED
Rock Pillars B, D: 60Hp [Look like decoration statues that have been worn away. Dotted around the edges of the pools. Will work as cover]
Homing BubbleA: 10Hp [Homing on Prose]
Homing BubbleB: 10Hp [Homing on Jazz]
Around the other side, Prose had darted much further around, and more quickly as well; the way she moved looked relaxed and effortless in combat, but she covered ground in away that made everything around her look like it was in slow motion by comparison. When she paused to aim the first chip that Jazz had passed to her, however, the tiny bunny girl seemed like she was on less certain ground. Her aim wavered between the main virus, and the smaller ones, and when she finally released the first stream of watery bubbles, the body of the shot didn't end up directed properly towards either of them. One of the streams did manage to catch, and subsequently obliterate the malformed creation that had just been spawned, but that was all she succeeded in hitting with it.
Another of the pseudo-puffy things spat a second glob of magma in Jazz's direction, and though this one was lined up better, he was still able to dive out of the way without getting hit. Fortunately, it didn't look like these little half-finished creations could make their attacks home in the same way regular puffies could. Speaking of homing shots, one of the fully grown puffy viruses that still drifted nearby launched its own more potent attack towards Prose, who was closer to it, but it couldn't hit the nimble little blur of white as she darted around, trying to get to the back end of the large virus. In between she tried to take another shot at the main virus with the second chip Jazz had passed her way, but even though her aim was better this time, the malfunctioning entity drifted up and away, continuing its circling of the pond and making the first bolt of the attack stream miss badly. A couple of the follow up bursts still managed to clip it, but in the moment that she was standing still, the girl looked a bit sheepish at being so unused to operating battlechips.
At the end of its slightly quicker movement, the PuffyForge paused in the air, shuddered, trembled, then suddenly belched two great plumes of dark, black smoke upwards, as though something had gone wrong. A second later, a small vaguely puffy-looking blob of... something... drop out of its lower hatch and into the lava, before beginning to half roll, half bounce towards Jazz. The situation did really look like they were dealing with something that was broken, rather than a hostile entity, all things considered... it was as pathetic as it was disturbing in some ways, but Prose had still warned him to be cautious, and recommended a forceful shut down. One of the other blobs spat another glob of lava at Prose, and she stepped out of the way before it reached her, seemingly without any real effort.
On the other side, the other fully fledged Puffy took a shot at Jazz, blowing it's homing bubble attack his way. The bubble drifted by, missing him, but it would be coming back soon enough. Jazz was ready to clean up all of the various half-baked creations around the pool now, and released his own spreading shot with much more precision and fury than any of the puffy viruses had directed at him. After the crack of the first impact, the spread of fire served well to incinerate everything but the two proper puffies and the main brood-mother, if that's what it was. Who knew? Prose seemed to, at least. She had taken quick cover behind one of the statues as Jazz fired, saving herself from the multi-directional shot, though the pillar itself didn't survive, but now she moved again, eyes focused on their target.
"Sorry about that!" She called, still grinning sheepishly. "I'm not so good with using battlechips. I don't do it much. They'd be better in your hands, really. Don't worry about me, I'm fine, I'm just going to try and see if I can get it to shut off properly, while you do it the hard way. You'll probably get there before I do, judging from this!"
The PuffyForge had stopped its more ominous plumes of black smoke, for now, though small wisps continued, but it seemed determined to do its best to make more puffies, even if its best attempts right now were misshapen, half-formed messes.
-=Red Hot Trouble in Yoka=-
PuffyForge.Bus: 235hp [Over Lava][Circling the lava pool][Omnishoes]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.A: 70Hp [Lava][Near left of the boss]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.B: 70Hp [Lava][Back right of the boss]
PseudoPuffA: DELETED
PseudoPuffB: DELETED
PseudoPuffC: DELETED
PuffBlob: DELETED
PuffError(A/R/F): DELETED
-=Buns, Interrupted=-
Jazz.Exe: 160Hp [Normal][Edge of where it turns to coal][10Hp Casing]
Prosopopoeia.LAPIN: ???Hp [Onsen][back of pool, right of PuffyForge][20hp Barrier]
-=Steamy Scene=-
35% Lava [Large oval pool directly ahead]
25% Normal [Where Jazz and Prose are]
30% Onsen [Two pools, to either side of the lava pool]
10% Coal [Areas between the pools]
-=Objects=-
Rock Pillars A, C: DELETED
Rock Pillars B, D: 60Hp [Look like decoration statues that have been worn away. Dotted around the edges of the pools. Will work as cover]
Homing BubbleA: 10Hp [Homing on Prose]
Homing BubbleB: 10Hp [Homing on Jazz]
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Jazz had managed to avoid the brunt of the attacks during the previous moments, though he looked a little disappointed in Prose's aim of both battle chips, he didn't exactly have a leg to stand on, she clearly was more useful with her hands in some machinery (or other people's bodies) than she was with battle chips. He, on the other hand, was certainly a lot more skilled with chips and weaponry, than he was with machinery. He wasn't about to complain though, but that bouncing bubbled mass was slowly closing in on her, as well as him. And there didn't seem to be enough time to choose between the two. This is gonna hurt...but... He mumbled to himself, feeling the heat of the coals by his feet, as well as the leftovers of the bubble on his casing, heat radiating through the makeshift armor and making him sweat more profusely, the cloth under his armor would start getting either soaked by his own wetness, or get dry from a close shave with the closest thing to magma he was dealing with for the moment. Summoning up a knife to his fingers, curling the digits around the hilt of the small dagger that pulsed with a corrosive energy, fragmenting and coming back together every couple seconds, Jazz had no time to marvel at the buster upgrade. Swinging his arm back, he yelled out to Prose.
Keep on goin! I'll give you a crash course in chip usage later if you want, just get ready for that bubble to pop! He shouted out to her, throwing the dagger to the side of Prose, making sure to aim for the bubble traveling and bouncing about so she didn't have to deal with a bunch of goop covering her. The metallic instrument spinning very lightly in the air as it made it's travel time, with a small dip on the hilt if one could see it fast enough, making the small dagger look almost like a musical note as it flew through the air. While this happened, a clear barrier began to form around Jazz's body as his hand retreated back behind it to offer an extra layer of protection. Prose, meanwhile, would begin to feel an extra layer of protection wrap around her top, gently pressing the jacket against her fur in a snug, but flexible fashion like a sweater over a shirt to help protect her from potential extra attacks directed at her.
Afterwards, Jazz heard another couple clicks coming from the PET, feeling heat swell up inside him. One fire based chip welling up inside of his body, practically begging to be unleashed upon his foes, sweat dripping down his hands as he looked ready to take out the other two viruses and then focus his attention on the brood mother in front of him. Alright then...lets see here... Jazz mumbled as he summoned what looked to be a small bomb, red in color with a white stripe through the middle of it, burst into flames in his hands, the sweat immediately drying up from the dry heat he was given. Taking aim at the two Puffies in front of him, he immediately realized how AoE would be more likely to catch his partner in the blast than the viruses. So, recalculating his aim, he would give it a firm throw towards the viruses, the flaming ball flying through the air and curving to the right of the intended target, a blast of napalm immediately shooting out from the explosion to neighboring panels. If he was right with his aim, he would hopefully catch both of the viruses in the explosion, and maybe the brood mother. On top of that, the napalm would cling to the target and burn into their data for the foreseeable future. Granted, the explosion would likely not delete the viruses, but the afterburn would certainly delete them soon afterwards.
Feeling the heat on his feet only grow, Jazz would quickly make a tactical retreat from the area he was at, his fleet feet carrying him away from the coals that he was near, trying to get to one of the pools of Onsen that were near the arguably even hotter Lava, making himself jump towards it in a sort of dive for the heated water as to (maybe) cool himself off before getting back onto his feet.
Jazz then looked through his data for another chip that his netop had sent, before finding it. Huh. DoubleNeedle. Been a while since I've seen that chip. Old bastard certainly liked to hold onto the oldies. Jazz mumbled to himself, a wave of nostalgia flooding his mind for a brief moment as he activated it. Two sharp spears forming in his hands, grasping the two sharpened white colored spears tightly as he brought one arm back, and with with a flick his arm, sent the weapon hurtling towards the brood mother in front of him, aiming at it's side before quickly following up with the second one. He didn't -want- to do much damage to the outer hull...but, granted, most of the chips he had were weapons of some sort, ones that would easily pierce through it and rip it's hull up. So, unfortunately for him, that plan would immediately fly out the window and into oncoming traffic.
Actions
*Mass Destruction (Blast, Spread, Nova and Splash get +1 to their coverage)
*Wood chips gain +10 vs Single targets, +5 vs Multiple
*Bunny Barrier (Passive 20 HP Barrier)--->Jazz
*Bunny Casing (Passive 20 HP Casing)--->Prose
1: Buster shot--->BubbleA (15+Glitch)
2:
FireBomb1Damage: 60 + Burn(10) + Blast2
Accuracy: C
Description: A bomb that bursts into intense flames on impact.
Duration: Once
Element: Fire
Special: Burn(10): Deals 10 Fire damage per action to the victim starting the turn after this attack hits. This effect stacks with other timed damage effects, including other Burn effects. Can be cured with Status Cure.
Trader Rank: D: 60 + Burn(10) + Blast2 (Acc: C)--->to the side of Puffy-FA to avoid catching Prose in blast radius(Mass Destruction activates)
3: Dodge towards/into Onsen on the left side of the lava
4:
DoubleNeedleDamage: 50 x 2 Shots
Accuracy: B
Description: Fires two sharp spears at the same target.
Duration: Once
Element: Null
Trader Rank: D: 50 x 2 Shots (Acc: B)--->PuffyForge
used chips
Bubble-V
Arsenal1
HeatSpread1
FireBomb1
DoubleNeedle
Keep on goin! I'll give you a crash course in chip usage later if you want, just get ready for that bubble to pop! He shouted out to her, throwing the dagger to the side of Prose, making sure to aim for the bubble traveling and bouncing about so she didn't have to deal with a bunch of goop covering her. The metallic instrument spinning very lightly in the air as it made it's travel time, with a small dip on the hilt if one could see it fast enough, making the small dagger look almost like a musical note as it flew through the air. While this happened, a clear barrier began to form around Jazz's body as his hand retreated back behind it to offer an extra layer of protection. Prose, meanwhile, would begin to feel an extra layer of protection wrap around her top, gently pressing the jacket against her fur in a snug, but flexible fashion like a sweater over a shirt to help protect her from potential extra attacks directed at her.
Afterwards, Jazz heard another couple clicks coming from the PET, feeling heat swell up inside him. One fire based chip welling up inside of his body, practically begging to be unleashed upon his foes, sweat dripping down his hands as he looked ready to take out the other two viruses and then focus his attention on the brood mother in front of him. Alright then...lets see here... Jazz mumbled as he summoned what looked to be a small bomb, red in color with a white stripe through the middle of it, burst into flames in his hands, the sweat immediately drying up from the dry heat he was given. Taking aim at the two Puffies in front of him, he immediately realized how AoE would be more likely to catch his partner in the blast than the viruses. So, recalculating his aim, he would give it a firm throw towards the viruses, the flaming ball flying through the air and curving to the right of the intended target, a blast of napalm immediately shooting out from the explosion to neighboring panels. If he was right with his aim, he would hopefully catch both of the viruses in the explosion, and maybe the brood mother. On top of that, the napalm would cling to the target and burn into their data for the foreseeable future. Granted, the explosion would likely not delete the viruses, but the afterburn would certainly delete them soon afterwards.
Feeling the heat on his feet only grow, Jazz would quickly make a tactical retreat from the area he was at, his fleet feet carrying him away from the coals that he was near, trying to get to one of the pools of Onsen that were near the arguably even hotter Lava, making himself jump towards it in a sort of dive for the heated water as to (maybe) cool himself off before getting back onto his feet.
Jazz then looked through his data for another chip that his netop had sent, before finding it. Huh. DoubleNeedle. Been a while since I've seen that chip. Old bastard certainly liked to hold onto the oldies. Jazz mumbled to himself, a wave of nostalgia flooding his mind for a brief moment as he activated it. Two sharp spears forming in his hands, grasping the two sharpened white colored spears tightly as he brought one arm back, and with with a flick his arm, sent the weapon hurtling towards the brood mother in front of him, aiming at it's side before quickly following up with the second one. He didn't -want- to do much damage to the outer hull...but, granted, most of the chips he had were weapons of some sort, ones that would easily pierce through it and rip it's hull up. So, unfortunately for him, that plan would immediately fly out the window and into oncoming traffic.
Actions
*Mass Destruction (Blast, Spread, Nova and Splash get +1 to their coverage)
*Wood chips gain +10 vs Single targets, +5 vs Multiple
*Bunny Barrier (Passive 20 HP Barrier)--->Jazz
*Bunny Casing (Passive 20 HP Casing)--->Prose
1: Buster shot--->BubbleA (15+Glitch)
2:
FireBomb1Damage: 60 + Burn(10) + Blast2Accuracy: C
Description: A bomb that bursts into intense flames on impact.
Duration: Once
Element: Fire
Special: Burn(10): Deals 10 Fire damage per action to the victim starting the turn after this attack hits. This effect stacks with other timed damage effects, including other Burn effects. Can be cured with Status Cure.
Trader Rank: D: 60 + Burn(10) + Blast2 (Acc: C)--->to the side of Puffy-FA to avoid catching Prose in blast radius(Mass Destruction activates)
3: Dodge towards/into Onsen on the left side of the lava
4:
DoubleNeedleDamage: 50 x 2 ShotsAccuracy: B
Description: Fires two sharp spears at the same target.
Duration: Once
Element: Null
Trader Rank: D: 50 x 2 Shots (Acc: B)--->PuffyForge
used chips
Bubble-V
Arsenal1
HeatSpread1
FireBomb1
DoubleNeedle
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With his companion offering an admittedly lack-lustre offence, Jazz bulked up each of their defences and took a quick shot to get the bubble following Prose off her pretty white tail. It was a clean shot, but as his knife struck it, the bubble swirled with a few different colours, then swelled to gigantic size before popping with a faint purple spray that covered everything. It was cool and sweet-smelling, and despite the situation, Prose took a moment to lick her lips where some of it had misted her. Her head tilted for a moment.
"Tastes like grapes." A second later she shook off the weirdness of the event and darted further around the large virus. The malfunctioning puffy forge tried again to create a new puffy virus, ejecting another partially-formed Pseudo-puff from its hatch, which rolled and bounced through the lava towards Prose, spitting out a gob of magma as it did. The shot, if it really was a shot, could only very loosely be described as being aimed in her direction. It didn't come anywhere near hitting her at least.
The mother-fish tried again, stopping still for a moment as it hummed and smoked, and this one, apparently, had had even less time to form, resulting in another of the ineffective blobs that bore only vaguely puffy-like features. It began to roll awkwardly towards Jazz, but it didn't really look capable of achieving much. One of the two complete viruses took aim at Prose as she moved around it, firing a proper fire bubble at her, but the diminutive bunny girl side-stepped and ducked around it smoothly.
"Ah, drat..." Jazz would be able to hear her voice more than see her for a moment as their main target was between them. "The back access is all messed up somehow. Can't get access here..." After another moment, he'd see her white fur pop out from the far side of the large target. "Hey, don't worry about being careful. The code is what's messed up, and you aren't going to damage that any further just by pounding it into submission!"
While she said that, the forge had started smoking more and began to vibrate visibly. Her eyes darted up to it from Jazz, and there was a small flash of confusion on her features, before she darted back from it in a blur almost too fast to follow. The forge whined, then began emitting a veritable swarm of tiny, miniature objects, most of which looked like over-caricatured micro-sized puffies. It shuddered and pulsed as it sprayed them everywhere, and the tiny creations began to float and drift in every direction randomly. Prose dodged back and forth, zipping between them while still trying to get at a different point on the broken forge but in the flashes where he could see her clearly, the bunny girl's expression was more serious now.
Meanwhile, Jazz had what seemed like a perfect answer to this sudden swarm of obscuring critters. He aimed the blast as carefully as he could, before engulfing a large portion of the field, and many of the things in it, in fire. a good handful of the tiny swarming miniatures were swiftly burned away, and he also managed to scorch the main puffy forge and one of the fully formed puffies, all without endangering his partner, as she jumped up to use the forge itself as cover.
As much as the hot coals had been uncomfortable while he took position, dipping them in the Onsen afterwards more than made up for the slight burn, soothing it before anything truly painful could settle in. It also let Jazz neatly avoid the bubble that had still been trailing after him, leaving it to pop on its own, far away and harmless, while the remaining puffy blew a replacement at him. This, too, failed to meet its mark. They weren't the most accurate projectiles, after all.
Something notably more accurate were Jazz's needle attacks, The first hammered into the main body of the target soundly, though while the second one was also perfectly on target, it was intercepted by one of the little micro puff things which drifted into the way. The forge had just righted itself and looked to be starting some other process, but now there was a pop, and it sagged down in the air as another thick, black plume of smoke billowed up from it instead. It looked to be mostly debilitated at this point, but a low series of heavy rumbles started up from the core of the thing, and Prose darted towards Jazz, with a glance back over her shoulder.
"Not good! Get back a sec, don't go near it!" One hand was out ahead of her as she ran in close, warning Jazz to stay back, at least for a few moments.
-=Red Hot Trouble in Yoka=-
PuffyForge.Bus: 110hp [Over Lava][Circling the lava pool][Omnishoes][Burn10]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.A: 10Hp [Lava][Near left of the boss][Burn10]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.B: 70Hp [Lava][Back right of the boss]
PseudoPuff A: 20Hp [Lava][Light]
PuffBlob: 30Hp [Lava]
MicroPuff A-G: DELETED
MicroPuff H-L: 10Hp [Light][Scattered everywhere — may interfere with other attacks]
-=Buns, Interrupted=-
Jazz.Exe: 160Hp [Onsen][10Hp Casing][20Hp Barrier]
Prosopopoeia.LAPIN: ???Hp [Onsen][Near Jazz][20Hp Casing][20hp Barrier]
-=Steamy Scene=-
35% Lava [Large oval pool directly ahead]
25% Normal [Where Jazz and Prose are]
30% Onsen [Two pools, to either side of the lava pool]
10% Coal [Areas between the pools]
-=Objects=-
Rock Pillars A, C: DELETED
Rock Pillars B, D: 60Hp [Look like decoration statues that have been worn away. Dotted around the edges of the pools. Will work as cover]
Homing BubbleC: 10Hp [Homing on Prose]
Homing BubbleD: 10Hp [Homing on Jazz]
"Tastes like grapes." A second later she shook off the weirdness of the event and darted further around the large virus. The malfunctioning puffy forge tried again to create a new puffy virus, ejecting another partially-formed Pseudo-puff from its hatch, which rolled and bounced through the lava towards Prose, spitting out a gob of magma as it did. The shot, if it really was a shot, could only very loosely be described as being aimed in her direction. It didn't come anywhere near hitting her at least.
The mother-fish tried again, stopping still for a moment as it hummed and smoked, and this one, apparently, had had even less time to form, resulting in another of the ineffective blobs that bore only vaguely puffy-like features. It began to roll awkwardly towards Jazz, but it didn't really look capable of achieving much. One of the two complete viruses took aim at Prose as she moved around it, firing a proper fire bubble at her, but the diminutive bunny girl side-stepped and ducked around it smoothly.
"Ah, drat..." Jazz would be able to hear her voice more than see her for a moment as their main target was between them. "The back access is all messed up somehow. Can't get access here..." After another moment, he'd see her white fur pop out from the far side of the large target. "Hey, don't worry about being careful. The code is what's messed up, and you aren't going to damage that any further just by pounding it into submission!"
While she said that, the forge had started smoking more and began to vibrate visibly. Her eyes darted up to it from Jazz, and there was a small flash of confusion on her features, before she darted back from it in a blur almost too fast to follow. The forge whined, then began emitting a veritable swarm of tiny, miniature objects, most of which looked like over-caricatured micro-sized puffies. It shuddered and pulsed as it sprayed them everywhere, and the tiny creations began to float and drift in every direction randomly. Prose dodged back and forth, zipping between them while still trying to get at a different point on the broken forge but in the flashes where he could see her clearly, the bunny girl's expression was more serious now.
Meanwhile, Jazz had what seemed like a perfect answer to this sudden swarm of obscuring critters. He aimed the blast as carefully as he could, before engulfing a large portion of the field, and many of the things in it, in fire. a good handful of the tiny swarming miniatures were swiftly burned away, and he also managed to scorch the main puffy forge and one of the fully formed puffies, all without endangering his partner, as she jumped up to use the forge itself as cover.
As much as the hot coals had been uncomfortable while he took position, dipping them in the Onsen afterwards more than made up for the slight burn, soothing it before anything truly painful could settle in. It also let Jazz neatly avoid the bubble that had still been trailing after him, leaving it to pop on its own, far away and harmless, while the remaining puffy blew a replacement at him. This, too, failed to meet its mark. They weren't the most accurate projectiles, after all.
Something notably more accurate were Jazz's needle attacks, The first hammered into the main body of the target soundly, though while the second one was also perfectly on target, it was intercepted by one of the little micro puff things which drifted into the way. The forge had just righted itself and looked to be starting some other process, but now there was a pop, and it sagged down in the air as another thick, black plume of smoke billowed up from it instead. It looked to be mostly debilitated at this point, but a low series of heavy rumbles started up from the core of the thing, and Prose darted towards Jazz, with a glance back over her shoulder.
"Not good! Get back a sec, don't go near it!" One hand was out ahead of her as she ran in close, warning Jazz to stay back, at least for a few moments.
-=Red Hot Trouble in Yoka=-
PuffyForge.Bus: 110hp [Over Lava][Circling the lava pool][Omnishoes][Burn10]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.A: 10Hp [Lava][Near left of the boss][Burn10]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.B: 70Hp [Lava][Back right of the boss]
PseudoPuff A: 20Hp [Lava][Light]
PuffBlob: 30Hp [Lava]
MicroPuff A-G: DELETED
MicroPuff H-L: 10Hp [Light][Scattered everywhere — may interfere with other attacks]
-=Buns, Interrupted=-
Jazz.Exe: 160Hp [Onsen][10Hp Casing][20Hp Barrier]
Prosopopoeia.LAPIN: ???Hp [Onsen][Near Jazz][20Hp Casing][20hp Barrier]
-=Steamy Scene=-
35% Lava [Large oval pool directly ahead]
25% Normal [Where Jazz and Prose are]
30% Onsen [Two pools, to either side of the lava pool]
10% Coal [Areas between the pools]
-=Objects=-
Rock Pillars A, C: DELETED
Rock Pillars B, D: 60Hp [Look like decoration statues that have been worn away. Dotted around the edges of the pools. Will work as cover]
Homing BubbleC: 10Hp [Homing on Prose]
Homing BubbleD: 10Hp [Homing on Jazz]
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Jazz would only watch as the two needles hit home, though one of those blasted micro puffs managed to intercept the attack and waste the second needle. But as the thing sputtered and coughed out smoke, as well as burn, there wasn't much else he could do to stop it's inevitable explosion unless he managed to take it out right here and now. Thing was...could he take out the rest of it's HP before it managed that?
Thing looks about ready to blow at this rate. Thing is, how big will the blast be? Think I could take it out before it blew? He asked her simply, watching the homing bubbles come after them one after another, letting out a sigh as two small daggers wedged themselves between his fingers. Hold that thought. I'd rather not feel any more napalm on me right now. He continued after a brief pause, the rabbit taking aim, watching the bubbles bounce up and down slowly as they lazily honed in on the two bunnies. With two flicks of his wrist, the two daggers were launched at the bubbles in turn as to pop them quickly to keep them from touching the two of them, spread included.
Hmmmm...looking through these chips I have... Stephine mumbled above the two bunnies, looking through the folder of unused chips before pulling out a second and third level chip. Got these two. NeedleCannon2. fifteen times eight hits. Though Jazz has affinity with Wood chips, so...with his level, It would wind up being a twenty-five times eight, just five hits could take it out. She said, before looking at the other chip, one with less utility...but seemingly a higher "Tier" than the chip before it. And this SideGun. It's- Stephine began, before getting interrupted. Thirty to a single target, with a spread that hits to the left and right of the hit target. Not nearly enough. Jazz scoffed, remembering the chip thirty-some years ago, something his netop never used only in specific situations. Wrong bunny boy. They increased the damage to one-hundred and ten in the past thirty years. Stephine corrected with a giggle at his expense. Jazz was nearly mortified by the correction. In my defense, it's been about thirty years since I used that chip. Jazz was quick to say.
Actions
*Mass Destruction (Blast, Spread, Nova and Splash get +1 to their coverage)
*Wood chips gain +10 vs Single targets, +5 vs Multiple
1: Buster shot--->BubbleA (15+Glitch)
2: Buster Shot--->BubbleB (15+Glitch)
-------TURN SPLIT-------
3:
4:
used chips
Bubble-V
Arsenal1
HeatSpread1
FireBomb1
Thing looks about ready to blow at this rate. Thing is, how big will the blast be? Think I could take it out before it blew? He asked her simply, watching the homing bubbles come after them one after another, letting out a sigh as two small daggers wedged themselves between his fingers. Hold that thought. I'd rather not feel any more napalm on me right now. He continued after a brief pause, the rabbit taking aim, watching the bubbles bounce up and down slowly as they lazily honed in on the two bunnies. With two flicks of his wrist, the two daggers were launched at the bubbles in turn as to pop them quickly to keep them from touching the two of them, spread included.
Hmmmm...looking through these chips I have... Stephine mumbled above the two bunnies, looking through the folder of unused chips before pulling out a second and third level chip. Got these two. NeedleCannon2. fifteen times eight hits. Though Jazz has affinity with Wood chips, so...with his level, It would wind up being a twenty-five times eight, just five hits could take it out. She said, before looking at the other chip, one with less utility...but seemingly a higher "Tier" than the chip before it. And this SideGun. It's- Stephine began, before getting interrupted. Thirty to a single target, with a spread that hits to the left and right of the hit target. Not nearly enough. Jazz scoffed, remembering the chip thirty-some years ago, something his netop never used only in specific situations. Wrong bunny boy. They increased the damage to one-hundred and ten in the past thirty years. Stephine corrected with a giggle at his expense. Jazz was nearly mortified by the correction. In my defense, it's been about thirty years since I used that chip. Jazz was quick to say.
Actions
*Mass Destruction (Blast, Spread, Nova and Splash get +1 to their coverage)
*Wood chips gain +10 vs Single targets, +5 vs Multiple
1: Buster shot--->BubbleA (15+Glitch)
2: Buster Shot--->BubbleB (15+Glitch)
-------TURN SPLIT-------
3:
4:
used chips
Bubble-V
Arsenal1
HeatSpread1
FireBomb1
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With the warning offered, Jazz held his ground and watched the rumbling entity with caution. One of the half-formed puffy-like creations tried to spit another wildly inaccurate glob of magma at the pair of rabbits, but neither needed to pay it too much attention, so far off the mark was it. At his question, Prose turned her head from the malfunctioning forge and looked to Jazz, her head tilting slightly.
"Oh, it won't explode, it's a— Eee!" Her explanation cut off with a brief flinch and a small possibly unconscious dart inwards to take cover behind Jazz. The Puffy Forge dipped hits front down low for a moment, rumbling violently, then arched upwards almost vertical in the air as a huge column of burning, electrical plasma rushed upwards from al around it, engulfing most of the remaining micro puffs, and a few of the other larger half-baked creations in a violent plasma storm of fire and electricity. Prose and Jazz were just out of range of the blast of rising energy, but one of the fully formed Puffy viruses was not so fortunate, and it reeled as the edge clipped it, dealing a very nasty electrical burn.
"...that." Prose finished, a moment or two too late. Despite the shock, Jazz retained the presence of mind to snipe the two homing bubbles out of the air while they waited for the storm to pass. The first one seemed to tun into a solid sphere of lead as his shot hit it, dropping into the lava and quickly submerging. The other wobbled when his knife struck, before turning into a very confused looking Fishy, which immediately fled the scene at impressive speed.
The forge had sagged downwards again, almost brushing the lava now as it smoked desperately from its attack, if it was an attack, and Prose edged closer, looking at it as she crept up to the edge of the lava pool. As she did, however, the whole creature shuddered violently, letting out a low, loud groan as it did. The smaller bunny girl had enough time to squeak in surprise, and jump backwards quick enough to blur in Jazz's vision, but it wasn't quick enough to outpace the sudden rolling wave of erratic sparks and corrupted data that washed out from the Forge in every direction. Even Jazz wasn't far enough away to be safe from this expulsion, and he'd feel the glitch code slide over his defences and worm its way under his fur. His barrier protected him from any damage, just as his gifted protections kept Prose from harm, but he still got a sense of something not right as the glitch took hold. It was a sensation, obviously alien but convincing all the same, that everything must certainly taste like different kinds of fruit, based on colour. The lava probably tasted like apple and banana if he licked it — this Jazz felt sure of, in same way that didn't make sense. The denim of Prose's skirt was probably blueberry flavoured. If his mind went other places, and answer would suggest itself very obviously to his mind, though he could still try to shake off the certainty of these feelings if he tried.
A little in front of him, Prose groaned softly to herself, curling over slightly and pressing both hands in against the front of her skirt for a few moments. She straightened quickly, catching a breath and then laughed in an awkward and amused way.
"You know... I see what that glitch is trying to do... but I'm already sort of there anyway, so it really doesn't matter, and besides, it wouldn't work!" She looked up and waved a hand at the PuffyForge. "You hear? This body doesn't work that way! It can't happen!" She laughed again, standing back an extra step to fan a hand at her face.
Off to the other side, the more badly damaged Puffy saw its chance and took a shot at Jazz, this time connecting its fire-laden bubble while he was too distracted to dodge it. The move cost the virus badly though, as the burn afflicting it wore away the last of its protection and it collapsed into the lava, beginning to disintegrate. The remaining Puffy Virus had also been caught in the blast, and as well as turning bright blue, it also seemed to be having even more trouble than usual aiming its sights towards Jazz or Prose. In the aftermath of its glitchy expulsion, another very much failed drop of viral material dropped from the Forge's lower hatch and promptly caught flame in the lava. It looked like it was beginning to try to roll towards Jazz, but it was very clearly not going to make it.
-=Red Hot Trouble in Yoka=-
PuffyForge.Bus: 90hp [Over Lava][Circling the lava pool][Omnishoes][Burn10]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.A: DELETED
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.B: 20Hp [Lava][Back right of the boss][Glitch: Off-Target1, also Bright Blue]
PseudoPuff A: DELETED
PuffBlobA: DELETED
PuffBlobB: DELETED
MicroPuff A-L: ALL DELETED
PuffError(A/R/F): 10hp [Lava under PuffyForge][On Fire]
-=Buns, Interrupted=-
Jazz.Exe: 160Hp [Onsen][10Hp Casing][Barrier Broken][Glitch: Taste the Rainbow!]
Prosopopoeia.LAPIN: ???Hp [Onsen][Near Jazz][20Hp Casing][10hp Barrier][Glitch: she's not telling]
-=Steamy Scene=-
35% Lava [Large oval pool directly ahead]
25% Normal [Where Jazz and Prose are]
30% Onsen [Two pools, to either side of the lava pool]
10% Coal [Areas between the pools]
-=Objects=-
Rock Pillars A, C: DELETED
Rock Pillars B, D: 20Hp [Look like decoration statues that have been worn away. Dotted around the edges of the pools. Will work as cover]
-=Jazz Has 2 Actions Remaining=-
"Oh, it won't explode, it's a— Eee!" Her explanation cut off with a brief flinch and a small possibly unconscious dart inwards to take cover behind Jazz. The Puffy Forge dipped hits front down low for a moment, rumbling violently, then arched upwards almost vertical in the air as a huge column of burning, electrical plasma rushed upwards from al around it, engulfing most of the remaining micro puffs, and a few of the other larger half-baked creations in a violent plasma storm of fire and electricity. Prose and Jazz were just out of range of the blast of rising energy, but one of the fully formed Puffy viruses was not so fortunate, and it reeled as the edge clipped it, dealing a very nasty electrical burn.
"...that." Prose finished, a moment or two too late. Despite the shock, Jazz retained the presence of mind to snipe the two homing bubbles out of the air while they waited for the storm to pass. The first one seemed to tun into a solid sphere of lead as his shot hit it, dropping into the lava and quickly submerging. The other wobbled when his knife struck, before turning into a very confused looking Fishy, which immediately fled the scene at impressive speed.
The forge had sagged downwards again, almost brushing the lava now as it smoked desperately from its attack, if it was an attack, and Prose edged closer, looking at it as she crept up to the edge of the lava pool. As she did, however, the whole creature shuddered violently, letting out a low, loud groan as it did. The smaller bunny girl had enough time to squeak in surprise, and jump backwards quick enough to blur in Jazz's vision, but it wasn't quick enough to outpace the sudden rolling wave of erratic sparks and corrupted data that washed out from the Forge in every direction. Even Jazz wasn't far enough away to be safe from this expulsion, and he'd feel the glitch code slide over his defences and worm its way under his fur. His barrier protected him from any damage, just as his gifted protections kept Prose from harm, but he still got a sense of something not right as the glitch took hold. It was a sensation, obviously alien but convincing all the same, that everything must certainly taste like different kinds of fruit, based on colour. The lava probably tasted like apple and banana if he licked it — this Jazz felt sure of, in same way that didn't make sense. The denim of Prose's skirt was probably blueberry flavoured. If his mind went other places, and answer would suggest itself very obviously to his mind, though he could still try to shake off the certainty of these feelings if he tried.
A little in front of him, Prose groaned softly to herself, curling over slightly and pressing both hands in against the front of her skirt for a few moments. She straightened quickly, catching a breath and then laughed in an awkward and amused way.
"You know... I see what that glitch is trying to do... but I'm already sort of there anyway, so it really doesn't matter, and besides, it wouldn't work!" She looked up and waved a hand at the PuffyForge. "You hear? This body doesn't work that way! It can't happen!" She laughed again, standing back an extra step to fan a hand at her face.
Off to the other side, the more badly damaged Puffy saw its chance and took a shot at Jazz, this time connecting its fire-laden bubble while he was too distracted to dodge it. The move cost the virus badly though, as the burn afflicting it wore away the last of its protection and it collapsed into the lava, beginning to disintegrate. The remaining Puffy Virus had also been caught in the blast, and as well as turning bright blue, it also seemed to be having even more trouble than usual aiming its sights towards Jazz or Prose. In the aftermath of its glitchy expulsion, another very much failed drop of viral material dropped from the Forge's lower hatch and promptly caught flame in the lava. It looked like it was beginning to try to roll towards Jazz, but it was very clearly not going to make it.
-=Red Hot Trouble in Yoka=-
PuffyForge.Bus: 90hp [Over Lava][Circling the lava pool][Omnishoes][Burn10]
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.A: DELETED
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.B: 20Hp [Lava][Back right of the boss][Glitch: Off-Target1, also Bright Blue]
PseudoPuff A: DELETED
PuffBlobA: DELETED
PuffBlobB: DELETED
MicroPuff A-L: ALL DELETED
PuffError(A/R/F): 10hp [Lava under PuffyForge][On Fire]
-=Buns, Interrupted=-
Jazz.Exe: 160Hp [Onsen][10Hp Casing][Barrier Broken][Glitch: Taste the Rainbow!]
Prosopopoeia.LAPIN: ???Hp [Onsen][Near Jazz][20Hp Casing][10hp Barrier][Glitch: she's not telling]
-=Steamy Scene=-
35% Lava [Large oval pool directly ahead]
25% Normal [Where Jazz and Prose are]
30% Onsen [Two pools, to either side of the lava pool]
10% Coal [Areas between the pools]
-=Objects=-
Rock Pillars A, C: DELETED
Rock Pillars B, D: 20Hp [Look like decoration statues that have been worn away. Dotted around the edges of the pools. Will work as cover]
-=Jazz Has 2 Actions Remaining=-
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Jazz was about to say something as Prose tried to cut in, but with a crash of lighting all about the monstrous PuffyForge, the sudden flashes and crashes of light making him instinctively put his arm up to shield his eyes, and when the flashes stopped, every little half-baked puffy was gone, as well as the one that was on the cusp of death to boot. Son of a bitch, that thing doesn't want to go out quietly, does it? He asked aloud as the two bubbles were immediately taken out, that Glitch Shot was certainly a hoot.
But before he could make another move, seeing Prose whip by in a flash from the shaking and sputtering of smoke as another explosion of lightning came striking down across the field, this time nailing the both of them without hesitation. This one was his own fault, standing around like a dumbass and arguing with his netop. Though the strange sensation rolling through his head...his mind quickly became unfocused. Eyesight blurring for a few moments as the colors around him began to become a far, far more...exaggerated tone. Colors immediately becoming brighter, almost blindingly so with pastel colors crossing over the entire area, eyes unfocused for the moment as his head swam, tongue flopping out the side of his mouth and dripping with drool as his barrier immediately refreshed it's self. While unharmed from the attack, he was most assuredly feeling the effects of a glitch in his system, a quick cursory look at him showed very small portions of himself glitching and reforming, only to do the same over and over again. What didn't help matters was his eyes were comically sent to the sides of his head, leaving him looking absolutely dazed and confused as his mind went over the various flavors that he could lick. With ever so mumbled words and phrases leading to an incoherent mess of dialogue.
Stephine, on the other hand. She was frustrated with him. Granted, it wasn't all his fault, he did snipe the bubbles that were homing in on him and Prose, so that was something. But she had little recourse but to slam her view screen into the back of his head through the barrier and casings, snapping the data screen in two, but, she did manage to bring him back to his senses. Huh?! What? What the fuck just happened? I remember a flash of light and then... He began, only for Stephine to cut off his incoherent rambling. You got a Glitch in your system from that attack,
Jazz. Don't know exactly what it is, but it seems to be half-way benign at least...barring your incoherent rambling. She huffed, but at least he was back to normal...relatively speaking at least. Anyways, finish it off. Go for broke with these. WhiteWeb1. NeedleCannon2. Slot in and download. Web it in place and then nuke it from orbit bunny boy. She finished, two chips immediately clicking into the PET and with it, Jazz's hopefully final weapons to use against the overgrown mechanical brood mother.
With that...rather streamlined explanation of what she had planned for him to do, and shaking the thoughts of licking everything in sight out of his head (He'd certainly be doing some licking later though), Jazz did his best to concentrate on the fight at hand. With the WhiteWeb chosen to attack with, Jazz procured a set of three white colored rope nets with heavier weights tied to the bottom of each "side" of the circular weapons. Unfortunately, one would be completely unneeded, but he didn't care so much about that. He'd immediately grasp one of the nets, look over at the nearly deleted Puffy, despite it not being as much of a threat or not...it was still his job to delete it. Gods knew what it could do if let loose into the net. With a heavy grunt from his throat, tossed the net at a moderate arc, the objects on the bottom helping it propel it's self towards the virus and hopefully catch it (well, delete it) to keep it from moving...despite it's lack of any real mobility. Either way, Jazz would grasp tightly at the second Net that was summoned to his feet, aiming at the moving forge before, with a much louder grunt and toss, would send the net flying into the air. The net, as if reading the virus' larger bulk, began to grow in size outwards, the shadow of the net beginning to eclipse the virus as it was midair, before falling quickly down to earth, the bolas attached to the bottom hitting the ground with a loud thud. Wonder what these nets would taste like? With their color...coconut? Or Se- The thought crossed Jazz's mind, before quickly shaking it from his head with a groan. That thought was getting a little too far from him to say the least, doing his best to keep himself in the game here, there was still the viruses to eliminate.
Before he could even grab the third net, it disappeared into thin air, but by that point the deed was done and he could move onto the last part of Stephine's plan. Even if the virus wasn't caught under the massive net like the catch of the day, he would quickly summon up a large cannon of sorts. A handle to the side of it's shining metallic exterior on a pivoting stand with a massive amount of needles loaded in the large barrel of the cannon. Each needle green in color if one looked in the barrel, and with it, the firing mechanism to the side. With a single crank, dozens of needles could be fired a second and with it, enough firepower to perforate the PuffyBus like so much swiss cheese. Turning the cannon, gripping the handle and holding on tightly, the rabbit would soon take aim at the PuffyBus, getting it in his sights, before a moment passed and he began to turn the handle like a madman. With each turn dozens of needles flooded out of the cannon's interior and flew at the mechanical brood mother, needle after needle flying at the enemy. Looking to perforate it, though sadly for the rabbit at the helm of the comical cannon, only a scant eight of the needles would actively do any damage. Which needles? Well...with about a thousand or so needles in the cannon...well, lets just say only god knew.
Actions
*Mass Destruction (Blast, Spread, Nova and Splash get +1 to their coverage)
*Wood chips gain +10 vs Single targets, +5 vs Multiple
1: Buster shot--->BubbleA (15+Glitch)
2: Buster Shot--->BubbleB (15+Glitch)
-------TURN SPLIT-------
*Bunny Barrier--->Jazz (Passive 20 HP Barrier)
3:
WhiteWeb1Damage: 40 + Snare x 3 targets
Accuracy: C
Description: Casts three spider webs on the ground as a snare or a net to capture, damage, or otherwise hinder your enemies. Can be destroyed with Slashing or Fire attacks, or other RP solutions. Destroying the webbing instantly ends its effects.
Duration: One turn
Element: Wood
Special: Snare: A combination of Hold, Grapple, and Trap effects. However, in exchange for RP versatility, the chip can backfire depending upon RP. Nullify cancels Snare. Snared targets can be set on fire for an extra 1x base fire damage, though the target will be free of Snare the following turn.
Trader Rank: D--->Puffy-FB, PuffyBus (45 Wood damage+Snare, Accuracy=C)
4:Act--->Blue Magic--->1000 Needles 
NeedleCannon2Damage: 15 x 8 Shots
Accuracy: B
Description: Shoots eight wooden needles at an enemy.
Duration: Once
Element: Wood
Trader Rank: C--->PuffyBus (8 hits of 15+10 Stab Wood Damage, Accuracy=A)
used chips
Bubble-V
Arsenal1
HeatSpread1
FireBomb1
WhiteWeb1
Blue Magic: 1000 Needles NeedleCannon2
But before he could make another move, seeing Prose whip by in a flash from the shaking and sputtering of smoke as another explosion of lightning came striking down across the field, this time nailing the both of them without hesitation. This one was his own fault, standing around like a dumbass and arguing with his netop. Though the strange sensation rolling through his head...his mind quickly became unfocused. Eyesight blurring for a few moments as the colors around him began to become a far, far more...exaggerated tone. Colors immediately becoming brighter, almost blindingly so with pastel colors crossing over the entire area, eyes unfocused for the moment as his head swam, tongue flopping out the side of his mouth and dripping with drool as his barrier immediately refreshed it's self. While unharmed from the attack, he was most assuredly feeling the effects of a glitch in his system, a quick cursory look at him showed very small portions of himself glitching and reforming, only to do the same over and over again. What didn't help matters was his eyes were comically sent to the sides of his head, leaving him looking absolutely dazed and confused as his mind went over the various flavors that he could lick. With ever so mumbled words and phrases leading to an incoherent mess of dialogue.
Stephine, on the other hand. She was frustrated with him. Granted, it wasn't all his fault, he did snipe the bubbles that were homing in on him and Prose, so that was something. But she had little recourse but to slam her view screen into the back of his head through the barrier and casings, snapping the data screen in two, but, she did manage to bring him back to his senses. Huh?! What? What the fuck just happened? I remember a flash of light and then... He began, only for Stephine to cut off his incoherent rambling. You got a Glitch in your system from that attack,
Jazz. Don't know exactly what it is, but it seems to be half-way benign at least...barring your incoherent rambling. She huffed, but at least he was back to normal...relatively speaking at least. Anyways, finish it off. Go for broke with these. WhiteWeb1. NeedleCannon2. Slot in and download. Web it in place and then nuke it from orbit bunny boy. She finished, two chips immediately clicking into the PET and with it, Jazz's hopefully final weapons to use against the overgrown mechanical brood mother.
With that...rather streamlined explanation of what she had planned for him to do, and shaking the thoughts of licking everything in sight out of his head (He'd certainly be doing some licking later though), Jazz did his best to concentrate on the fight at hand. With the WhiteWeb chosen to attack with, Jazz procured a set of three white colored rope nets with heavier weights tied to the bottom of each "side" of the circular weapons. Unfortunately, one would be completely unneeded, but he didn't care so much about that. He'd immediately grasp one of the nets, look over at the nearly deleted Puffy, despite it not being as much of a threat or not...it was still his job to delete it. Gods knew what it could do if let loose into the net. With a heavy grunt from his throat, tossed the net at a moderate arc, the objects on the bottom helping it propel it's self towards the virus and hopefully catch it (well, delete it) to keep it from moving...despite it's lack of any real mobility. Either way, Jazz would grasp tightly at the second Net that was summoned to his feet, aiming at the moving forge before, with a much louder grunt and toss, would send the net flying into the air. The net, as if reading the virus' larger bulk, began to grow in size outwards, the shadow of the net beginning to eclipse the virus as it was midair, before falling quickly down to earth, the bolas attached to the bottom hitting the ground with a loud thud. Wonder what these nets would taste like? With their color...coconut? Or Se- The thought crossed Jazz's mind, before quickly shaking it from his head with a groan. That thought was getting a little too far from him to say the least, doing his best to keep himself in the game here, there was still the viruses to eliminate.
Before he could even grab the third net, it disappeared into thin air, but by that point the deed was done and he could move onto the last part of Stephine's plan. Even if the virus wasn't caught under the massive net like the catch of the day, he would quickly summon up a large cannon of sorts. A handle to the side of it's shining metallic exterior on a pivoting stand with a massive amount of needles loaded in the large barrel of the cannon. Each needle green in color if one looked in the barrel, and with it, the firing mechanism to the side. With a single crank, dozens of needles could be fired a second and with it, enough firepower to perforate the PuffyBus like so much swiss cheese. Turning the cannon, gripping the handle and holding on tightly, the rabbit would soon take aim at the PuffyBus, getting it in his sights, before a moment passed and he began to turn the handle like a madman. With each turn dozens of needles flooded out of the cannon's interior and flew at the mechanical brood mother, needle after needle flying at the enemy. Looking to perforate it, though sadly for the rabbit at the helm of the comical cannon, only a scant eight of the needles would actively do any damage. Which needles? Well...with about a thousand or so needles in the cannon...well, lets just say only god knew.
Actions
*Mass Destruction (Blast, Spread, Nova and Splash get +1 to their coverage)
*Wood chips gain +10 vs Single targets, +5 vs Multiple
1: Buster shot--->BubbleA (15+Glitch)
2: Buster Shot--->BubbleB (15+Glitch)
-------TURN SPLIT-------
*Bunny Barrier--->Jazz (Passive 20 HP Barrier)
3:
WhiteWeb1Damage: 40 + Snare x 3 targetsAccuracy: C
Description: Casts three spider webs on the ground as a snare or a net to capture, damage, or otherwise hinder your enemies. Can be destroyed with Slashing or Fire attacks, or other RP solutions. Destroying the webbing instantly ends its effects.
Duration: One turn
Element: Wood
Special: Snare: A combination of Hold, Grapple, and Trap effects. However, in exchange for RP versatility, the chip can backfire depending upon RP. Nullify cancels Snare. Snared targets can be set on fire for an extra 1x base fire damage, though the target will be free of Snare the following turn.
Trader Rank: D--->Puffy-FB, PuffyBus (45 Wood damage+Snare, Accuracy=C)
4:
NeedleCannon2Damage: 15 x 8 ShotsAccuracy: B
Description: Shoots eight wooden needles at an enemy.
Duration: Once
Element: Wood
Trader Rank: C--->PuffyBus (8 hits of 15+10 Stab Wood Damage, Accuracy=A)
used chips
Bubble-V
Arsenal1
HeatSpread1
FireBomb1
WhiteWeb1
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Still recovering from its glitchy surge, Jazz's main target drooped and smoked for a few moments, presenting very little resistance to his netting attempts. this made it quite an impressive feat when he was distracted enough that the net directed towards but mother puffy missed entirely. More fortunate was the second net, which managed to cover the smaller puffy and wrap it up with enough binding cords to corrode the rest of its protection away.
The forge had just about recovered enough that it stabilised and the black smoke pouring out of it decreased to 'normal' levels, when Jazz aimed his needle gun and sent the barrage of tiny fletchets in its direction. It was hard to tell which one shit and which didn't, but clearly, enough of them did that the barrage forcefully turned the PuffyForge side on and rolled it over, before it abruptly gave off a last thick gout of smoke and dropped to the magma below. Where it landed, the lava immediately cooled with a hiss, turning the central pool into flat black stone. The sides of the former pool cracked and a film of hot Onsen water rolled over the surface, linking the springs on either side as a semblance of quiet returned to the area.
-=Red Hot Trouble in Yoka=-
PuffyForge.Bus: DEACTIVATED
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.A: DELETED
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.B: DELETED
PseudoPuff A: DELETED
PuffBlobA: DELETED
PuffBlobB: DELETED
MicroPuff A-L: ALL DELETED
PuffError(A/R/F): DELETED
-=Buns, Interrupted=-
Jazz.Exe: 160Hp [Onsen][Glitch: Taste the Rainbow!]
Prosopopoeia.LAPIN: ???Hp [Onsen][Near Jazz][Glitch: She's not telling]
-=Steamy Scene=-
55% Normal [Where Jazz and Prose are, plus the former lava pool]
35% Onsen [Two pools, to either side of the lava pool]
10% Coal [Areas between the pools]
-=Objects=-
Rock Pillars A, C: DELETED
Rock Pillars B, D: 20Hp [Look like decoration statues that have been worn away. Dotted around the edges of the pools. Will work as cover]
-=Battle 5, Victory!=-
Spoils:
HeatBalloonHP: 200
Properties: Light, Omnishoes, HeatBody
Attack Damage: (10 + Damage absorbed) Fire + Blast 3
Accuracy: A
Description: Creates a balloon that absorbs all damage but Aqua. It explodes after 3 turns, or it floats into something. Rare
Duration: 3 turns or Until destroyed
Element: Fire
Special: HeatBody: Immune to Fire damage.
Special: While Fire attacks do no damage to this object, it will still absorb the damage value that would be normally dealt to it.
Special: Aqua attacks instantly destroy this object, regardless of HP.
Special: Non-Fire Impact and Slashing attacks instantly set off this attack's explosion. Other types of attacks do not.
Special: Gust Guided: The accuracy and targeting parameters of this attack are affected by Wind. (Not Northwind.)
Trader Rank: B, 1010z, 20 BugFrags, Puffy-F Bounty +2
==
Once it was clear that the danger was passed, Prose sighed alongside Jazz and shook her head. She seemed to be blushing again, and fidgeted slightly, but she moved quickly to the fallen behemoth anyway. Jazz could still feel the trace ends of his own glitch for little while during the aftermath, the idea that various things would probably taste like different fruits and other foods if he licked them looming up in his subconscious in response to most things he looked at.
"I'll just take a moment, I promise!" Prose called out as she examined the fallen creature. Having approached the side of it, she made small gestures with each hand in a practiced, matter-of-fact way, tracing lines over its surface without touching it. small trials of light followed her fingertips on the creature's underbelly, before another hatch revealed itself and opened up towards the innards of it, emitting another plume of black smoke as it did. The bunny girl leaned back form it before crawling part way inside and beginning to tinker. the access was a bit high for her to really get at with her small size, and she had to climb up part way, keeping one knee on the lip of the hatch while the other rested straight down for balance. Enterprising rabbits would be able to see, from the new position, that she had not, in fact, refreshed or replaced the garment that she'd given him earlier with her previous outfit change. And also that her earlier excitement hadn't exactly waned in any real way. Prose didn't seem to be thinking about it, or if she was, she didn't mind him seeing.
"It's got a hell of a tangle in its production processes. Something's got it wound up all the way to bursting with the rate it makes things." He voice was still mostly clear as she spoke and worked, and there was an informed, analytical tone to it, as though she was as much musing the details to herself as she was chatting to Jazz.
"Which I guess explains the behaviour, and glitch I got off it too... Poor thing was desperate to make as many babies as it could, above all other priorities. That's no good... Explains the plague of fire puffies in the area, though, I guess... Almost done..." There came a small whirring sound and a few more ominous clangs as she continued to tinker.
"Thanks for staying around, Jazz. I'm really glad you did, and I mean, not just because, um, because of the bedroom date. That's still happening. So you know. Don't you dare go anywhere. But I mean, shutting this thing down on my own from that state would have been a real hassle, and it would have taken me a long time. I'm really glad you were here." Jazz himself had time to gather spoils, and probably chat back to Prose if he wanted to, unless he decided to use the time for something more playful. It seemed like whatever she was doing inside the PuffyForge wouldn't take too much longer though, and she was doing her best to work quickly.
The forge had just about recovered enough that it stabilised and the black smoke pouring out of it decreased to 'normal' levels, when Jazz aimed his needle gun and sent the barrage of tiny fletchets in its direction. It was hard to tell which one shit and which didn't, but clearly, enough of them did that the barrage forcefully turned the PuffyForge side on and rolled it over, before it abruptly gave off a last thick gout of smoke and dropped to the magma below. Where it landed, the lava immediately cooled with a hiss, turning the central pool into flat black stone. The sides of the former pool cracked and a film of hot Onsen water rolled over the surface, linking the springs on either side as a semblance of quiet returned to the area.
-=Red Hot Trouble in Yoka=-
PuffyForge.Bus: DEACTIVATED
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.A: DELETED
Puffy-FPuffy-F (Puffy-F)
Area: Yoka, Netfrica, Hades Isle, Kotobuki Town
HP: 100
Attack Damage/Effect: 10 Fire + Spread(8) + Homing + Ground Attack
Attack Accuracy: C
Attack Description: Fires a 10 HP bouncing bubble which explodes after hitting an object or enemy or being destroyed.
Element: Fire
Possible Rewards (Per Virus): Spreader1, HeatSpreader1 (Rare), Zenny
Special: Immobile.B: DELETED
PseudoPuff A: DELETED
PuffBlobA: DELETED
PuffBlobB: DELETED
MicroPuff A-L: ALL DELETED
PuffError(A/R/F): DELETED
-=Buns, Interrupted=-
Jazz.Exe: 160Hp [Onsen][Glitch: Taste the Rainbow!]
Prosopopoeia.LAPIN: ???Hp [Onsen][Near Jazz][Glitch: She's not telling]
-=Steamy Scene=-
55% Normal [Where Jazz and Prose are, plus the former lava pool]
35% Onsen [Two pools, to either side of the lava pool]
10% Coal [Areas between the pools]
-=Objects=-
Rock Pillars A, C: DELETED
Rock Pillars B, D: 20Hp [Look like decoration statues that have been worn away. Dotted around the edges of the pools. Will work as cover]
-=Battle 5, Victory!=-
Spoils:
HeatBalloonHP: 200Properties: Light, Omnishoes, HeatBody
Attack Damage: (10 + Damage absorbed) Fire + Blast 3
Accuracy: A
Description: Creates a balloon that absorbs all damage but Aqua. It explodes after 3 turns, or it floats into something. Rare
Duration: 3 turns or Until destroyed
Element: Fire
Special: HeatBody: Immune to Fire damage.
Special: While Fire attacks do no damage to this object, it will still absorb the damage value that would be normally dealt to it.
Special: Aqua attacks instantly destroy this object, regardless of HP.
Special: Non-Fire Impact and Slashing attacks instantly set off this attack's explosion. Other types of attacks do not.
Special: Gust Guided: The accuracy and targeting parameters of this attack are affected by Wind. (Not Northwind.)
Trader Rank: B, 1010
==
Once it was clear that the danger was passed, Prose sighed alongside Jazz and shook her head. She seemed to be blushing again, and fidgeted slightly, but she moved quickly to the fallen behemoth anyway. Jazz could still feel the trace ends of his own glitch for little while during the aftermath, the idea that various things would probably taste like different fruits and other foods if he licked them looming up in his subconscious in response to most things he looked at.
"I'll just take a moment, I promise!" Prose called out as she examined the fallen creature. Having approached the side of it, she made small gestures with each hand in a practiced, matter-of-fact way, tracing lines over its surface without touching it. small trials of light followed her fingertips on the creature's underbelly, before another hatch revealed itself and opened up towards the innards of it, emitting another plume of black smoke as it did. The bunny girl leaned back form it before crawling part way inside and beginning to tinker. the access was a bit high for her to really get at with her small size, and she had to climb up part way, keeping one knee on the lip of the hatch while the other rested straight down for balance. Enterprising rabbits would be able to see, from the new position, that she had not, in fact, refreshed or replaced the garment that she'd given him earlier with her previous outfit change. And also that her earlier excitement hadn't exactly waned in any real way. Prose didn't seem to be thinking about it, or if she was, she didn't mind him seeing.
"It's got a hell of a tangle in its production processes. Something's got it wound up all the way to bursting with the rate it makes things." He voice was still mostly clear as she spoke and worked, and there was an informed, analytical tone to it, as though she was as much musing the details to herself as she was chatting to Jazz.
"Which I guess explains the behaviour, and glitch I got off it too... Poor thing was desperate to make as many babies as it could, above all other priorities. That's no good... Explains the plague of fire puffies in the area, though, I guess... Almost done..." There came a small whirring sound and a few more ominous clangs as she continued to tinker.
"Thanks for staying around, Jazz. I'm really glad you did, and I mean, not just because, um, because of the bedroom date. That's still happening. So you know. Don't you dare go anywhere. But I mean, shutting this thing down on my own from that state would have been a real hassle, and it would have taken me a long time. I'm really glad you were here." Jazz himself had time to gather spoils, and probably chat back to Prose if he wanted to, unless he decided to use the time for something more playful. It seemed like whatever she was doing inside the PuffyForge wouldn't take too much longer though, and she was doing her best to work quickly.
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Jazz grunted as he finished shooting the mechanical creature to death with his Thousand Needles NeedleCannon, rotating his shoulder a few times as he began to survey the area around them. Those glitches were a hell of a thing, he could feel it still in his system, still wanting to lick everything in sight, and some things not in plain sight, but that was a thought for another time. He'd start picking up what he could, and with it, what looked like a deflated balloon. With a shrug, he sent it off to Stephine, and would let the PET and let her sort things out. Almost immediately after, he could hear her sputtering, like she had taken a drink and spat it out as soon as she saw what came up on the screen. Jesus christ, what was that thing doing with such rare chip data!? I could make a mint off of it to collectors who can't hash it out in the chaos nets! God DAMN this has been a good day for us! She exclaimed enthusiastically before Jazz simply shrugged.
He wondered over to one of the Onsen tiles that stuck around after the fact, cupping his hands into the water and taking a long drink of the warm waters, letting out a sigh of contentment as the glitch ever so slowly faded from his systems. He'd need to invest in a status cure or two if he kept getting weird glitches into his system like that. Hmm. Blueberry. Nah, water's water. he mused as he began to walk over towards the battered and beaten virus making machine and Prose who quickly went to work to fix it. Though he certainly saw the fact she was still without undergarments, he knew better than to make her work more difficult. He didn't exactly understand everything she was saying about what was wrong with it, but he wasn't about to question it. She had a better understanding of the machine than he ever could, so there wasn't much to say on that. Guess it got a few wires crossed then. Heh, thing couldn't stop it's self from making as many kids it could, not to mention all the thunder and smoke coming from it. I don't know machines like you do, Prose, but I can tell when something's on the fritz. He said so casually, leaning against the machine as he gently pat it.
And not a problem. Seems it was pretty good for Stephine as well, she's geeking out about a chip it dropped. He started with a shrug, with her interjecting. Jazz, you can't GET HeatBalloons in Normal nets. Or Rogues for that matter. This'll get some chip collector wet. Not a lot of navis, Commercial or otherwise, can even get down there. Granted, for some ungodly reason -anyone- can get into the Undernet, but those people...either like pain or are suicidal...I don't understand it. She commented, looking over the HeatBalloon chip she got with a goofy grin on her face. Anyways... Jazz started, rolling his eyes. I've got a few questions for ya. It's not often I see a navi without the .EXE moniker. And what's with the Puffy here? Been a long time since I've seen one like this, let alone making new viruses. Though I can wait for answers when you're willing to share, as well as when you're done there. I'd molest ya...but I know better to get in the way of someone's work.
He wondered over to one of the Onsen tiles that stuck around after the fact, cupping his hands into the water and taking a long drink of the warm waters, letting out a sigh of contentment as the glitch ever so slowly faded from his systems. He'd need to invest in a status cure or two if he kept getting weird glitches into his system like that. Hmm. Blueberry. Nah, water's water. he mused as he began to walk over towards the battered and beaten virus making machine and Prose who quickly went to work to fix it. Though he certainly saw the fact she was still without undergarments, he knew better than to make her work more difficult. He didn't exactly understand everything she was saying about what was wrong with it, but he wasn't about to question it. She had a better understanding of the machine than he ever could, so there wasn't much to say on that. Guess it got a few wires crossed then. Heh, thing couldn't stop it's self from making as many kids it could, not to mention all the thunder and smoke coming from it. I don't know machines like you do, Prose, but I can tell when something's on the fritz. He said so casually, leaning against the machine as he gently pat it.
And not a problem. Seems it was pretty good for Stephine as well, she's geeking out about a chip it dropped. He started with a shrug, with her interjecting. Jazz, you can't GET HeatBalloons in Normal nets. Or Rogues for that matter. This'll get some chip collector wet. Not a lot of navis, Commercial or otherwise, can even get down there. Granted, for some ungodly reason -anyone- can get into the Undernet, but those people...either like pain or are suicidal...I don't understand it. She commented, looking over the HeatBalloon chip she got with a goofy grin on her face. Anyways... Jazz started, rolling his eyes. I've got a few questions for ya. It's not often I see a navi without the .EXE moniker. And what's with the Puffy here? Been a long time since I've seen one like this, let alone making new viruses. Though I can wait for answers when you're willing to share, as well as when you're done there. I'd molest ya...but I know better to get in the way of someone's work.
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"Oh would you now, hehe..." In response to his most recent remark, Prose's hips swayed back and forth slightly and her tail flicked upwards once while she giggled, but it was probably safe to assume it was more tease than anything else — at last while she was still working. It only took another moment, however, before she was pulling herself out and dropping down again, and resealing the hatch behind her with the same energy-manipulating gesture.
"That should do it... And you don't normally see these things because you're not supposed to. Give it a second..." She stood back alongside Jazz as the mother-puffy rumbled and hummed quietly, then rolled upright and rose into the air at a more sedate, gentle pace. After a moment it ejected a fully formed puffy-f virus encased in a protective bubble, which shot away over the trees and through the mists out of sight. The forge turned and began to drift away in the other direction, before shimmering briefly and disappearing under a cloak of invisibility and shadows, leaving no trace that anything had been in the clearing at all. Prose watched it go, hands on her hips, then turned back to Jazz and winked.
"It'll scan the network once it's situated properly again, and then it won't produce any more until it registers that the population is back down to appropriate levels. All better." She grinned and rubbed the back of her neck. "A lot of folks treat viruses as evil, you know, but really, most of them are just doing whatever their programmed instincts tell them is the thing that they ought to be doing. From their perspective, they're tyring to be good, you know? Most of them, anyway. Enough of that..."
Here she turned towards Jazz, and with a mischievous giggle jumped up to slip her arms about his shoulders and wrap her legs firmly about his middle, pulling herself high enough to brush her nose against his.
"I'll tell you more about my name later... it can wait for pillow talk, hehe. Now take me somewhere with no interruptions and rock my world, pretty boy." The grip of her ankles behind his back spoke volumes about how the tiny woman had no intention of letting anything else get in the way of her needs this time.
"That should do it... And you don't normally see these things because you're not supposed to. Give it a second..." She stood back alongside Jazz as the mother-puffy rumbled and hummed quietly, then rolled upright and rose into the air at a more sedate, gentle pace. After a moment it ejected a fully formed puffy-f virus encased in a protective bubble, which shot away over the trees and through the mists out of sight. The forge turned and began to drift away in the other direction, before shimmering briefly and disappearing under a cloak of invisibility and shadows, leaving no trace that anything had been in the clearing at all. Prose watched it go, hands on her hips, then turned back to Jazz and winked.
"It'll scan the network once it's situated properly again, and then it won't produce any more until it registers that the population is back down to appropriate levels. All better." She grinned and rubbed the back of her neck. "A lot of folks treat viruses as evil, you know, but really, most of them are just doing whatever their programmed instincts tell them is the thing that they ought to be doing. From their perspective, they're tyring to be good, you know? Most of them, anyway. Enough of that..."
Here she turned towards Jazz, and with a mischievous giggle jumped up to slip her arms about his shoulders and wrap her legs firmly about his middle, pulling herself high enough to brush her nose against his.
"I'll tell you more about my name later... it can wait for pillow talk, hehe. Now take me somewhere with no interruptions and rock my world, pretty boy." The grip of her ankles behind his back spoke volumes about how the tiny woman had no intention of letting anything else get in the way of her needs this time.
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Jazz simply nodded as Prose spoke about the puffy shooting off the smaller viruses into the horizon, watching the virus launched disappear from sight before letting out a long and overstated stretch, popping a few of his virtual joints with a wide yawn. Yea, I kinda get that. I try to avoid viruses that aren't -actively- causing trouble myself. If I can walk by, I won't kill 'em. Though a fair few viruses have a tendency to attack navis, so it's kind of a mixed bag really. Jazz simply said, rubbing the back of his head, ignoring some of the earlier battles he's had during the day.
But as he finished his sentence, he had a sudden bunny wrapped around his waist and arms, nosing back into the bunny girl as she did so. Hehehe. Well, I suppose we could try Stephine's homepage? She can always set up a security cube to keep people from coming in. He would reply with a chuckle, giving her lips a gentle peck. Gonna need to give a me a little bit to set things up for you two though. Not sure how long it'll take, but I can get a bed and stuff set up for the two of you. Stephine chimed in. Aaaaaaand...I gueeeessss...if you wanted to, it could be a little "home away from home" for ya Prose. Not sure if ya got a safe place to rest or a netop or something, so...
But as he finished his sentence, he had a sudden bunny wrapped around his waist and arms, nosing back into the bunny girl as she did so. Hehehe. Well, I suppose we could try Stephine's homepage? She can always set up a security cube to keep people from coming in. He would reply with a chuckle, giving her lips a gentle peck. Gonna need to give a me a little bit to set things up for you two though. Not sure how long it'll take, but I can get a bed and stuff set up for the two of you. Stephine chimed in. Aaaaaaand...I gueeeessss...if you wanted to, it could be a little "home away from home" for ya Prose. Not sure if ya got a safe place to rest or a netop or something, so...
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A simple nod was all Jazz got in response at first, though it was swiftly becoming kisses and playful bites against his neck, mixed in with sounds that might be little growls in between, though since they were coming from the diminutive bunny girl wrapped around him, they only managed cute, even if they were meant to sound racy. The small affections he returned made her squirm and shiver against him with a giggle. She paused as a more serious question was asked and looked up, opening eyes that had been happily closed until a moment before.
"I'm fine, really! It's complicated, but I promise, spending a night in someone else's PET isn't going to cause any trouble for me or for anyone else! If data weight is an issue, don't worry; you won't even know I'm there!" At this point, she gave over trying to reassure Stephine about the mechanics of hosting her and returned to her pointed foreplay with Jazz while she waited for the transfer to take them both away. Behind his back and neck, her fingers were already seeking the right things to tug at to start getting him undressed again, and at this point it was beginning to seem as though they might not make it to a more private location if they didn't get there soon.
((FXP calculations coming once Jazz confirms the move))
"I'm fine, really! It's complicated, but I promise, spending a night in someone else's PET isn't going to cause any trouble for me or for anyone else! If data weight is an issue, don't worry; you won't even know I'm there!" At this point, she gave over trying to reassure Stephine about the mechanics of hosting her and returned to her pointed foreplay with Jazz while she waited for the transfer to take them both away. Behind his back and neck, her fingers were already seeking the right things to tug at to start getting him undressed again, and at this point it was beginning to seem as though they might not make it to a more private location if they didn't get there soon.
((FXP calculations coming once Jazz confirms the move))