Hare Raising Magic

...Hmm? Once JazzCross was activated, Anathema found herself the focus of the giant mushroom's attention. She froze as she became surrounded by the extremely long fingers, her mind immediately going in certain dirty directions. Before she could try to persuade her foe to go in that direction, however, she took a good amount of spores to the upper half of the body, causing her to burst out coughing from inhaling them. It took a moment for her to regain her composure, or at least what passed for it as she stared at the fungus, furious as she pointed at it. "That is NOT the way I want to get blasted in the face with millions of potential lifeforms! You are SO dead!" As before, an aura surrounded her, though this time it was dark green instead of black.

She proceeded to burn the mushroom, though it didn't quite sate her desire for revenge. "Alda! I need tools of vengeance!"

"And you're going to get them. And since now there are some nice holes around it, the conditions are perfect for these." 'These' being those lovely chips with Nightmare and Darkmare on them. ...Or was it Nightmare and Blackmare? Nightmare and Knightmare...? ...Nightmare and something. She was a biochemist, not a virus expert. "BattleChip, SummonBlack! Double slot in!"

Before she could attack, the witch Navi could hear her ally shouting words of caution, but she simply shook her head. "No way! The faster this disintegrates into rewards in front of my eyes, the better!" Taking small amounts of her aura into her hands, she shot them forward, each slowing down and sinking into the hole, one to each side of the villainous fungus. Shortly thereafter, two Nightmare viruses rose up...or at least they appeared to be. The bodies of both were a shade of dark green identical to the energy covering Anathema, making it difficult to determine which was which...though upon looking closely, they weren't identical, as one had a green aura around its sword arm. This one seemed to have more initiative, as without hesitation, it reared back, and slashed with devastating power. Even if it had managed to reform its defense from earlier, the mushroom would find it as effective as covering itself in butter, as the aura intensified and shattered it with little issue.

The second Nightmare, however, seemed to give Jazz some courtesy, content to let him pull off his attacks first. First the weight, then the blazing bomb...it had little to fear from such moves, thanks to its shadowy body. But once they were over, it struck, raising its sword arm above its head, and took its chance to cut down the mushroom by the stalk. If anyone was looking closely, it was slightly less powerful than the first, establishing that the Blackmare had gone first, while the Nightmare had been more patient.

"I doubt you'll mind, but I say we press the offensive even more. Shred it with this! BattleChip, AirStorm! Slot in!"

"But of course! Jazz, since you're running around, make sure you're not in front of me while I do this!" Ignoring the fact she had attacked via minions with razor sharp arms for such a purpose, Anathema raised her arms to approximately head level, and started to focus. As soon as she did, a strong wind began to blow from behind the Mushy generator. It pulled at it hard, but she had no illusions of uprooting it, instead harnessing the wind, and forming a trio of miniature green tornadoes. Once they'd built strength, each made a mad dash for the gigantic mushroom, with the sole purpose of tearing it up through wind power.

Once her whirlwinds had served their purpose, the crossed witch Navi looked on at the location of their foe; if it still existed in that spot, she'd be upset. That said, something felt different..."That's odd. My body feels light. Even lighter than usual."

"The PET says some sort of power came over to you from Jazz. That's probably i...t...er..." Alda suddenly looked away from her PET, blushing slightly as she gazed over at a random tree with an annoyed expression.

"Hmm? What's up, Alda?"

"Oh, it's...no, you should probably know. Look down."

"All right." And so she did...noting that the position of her fur bikini top had slid down quite a bit, exposing her breasts to all happening to watch the battle. "Oh, I hadn't noticed. Hi, girls!"

"Can you just...adjust your top? I don't want you doing anything weird in the heat of battle."

"Relax, I'm not going to do anything right now..." At least one Navi would be displeased by fur once more blocking indecent exposure. Jazz probably wouldn't be thrilled, either. "It's fixed. Happy?"

"I can look at you again without flinching, so yes."

"You'd think I would've noticed when that happened...when did it happen, I wonder? The spore attack? Maybe I got a little carried away when forming the tornadoes?"

"Well, it's fixed now. That's the important thing."

"Yeah. I can always take it off later if I want, anyway!" With this in mind, she prepared to avoid potential incoming attacks. Though, aside from it being so fast it nearly looked like she was teleporting, it wasn't much different from the usual floating method she used. Her attacks seldom required movement on her part, so the spot where she was hovering was fine by her.

[Order of Turn:
1- SummonBlack2Damage: 200 + Slashing + Wide Attack
Accuracy: A
Description: Can only be activated if there is a broken or missing panel on the field. Summons one Blackmare virus to teleport up and slash an enemy. Can hit up to two additional nearby enemies.
Duration: Once
Element: Null
Trader Rank: C on MushyGerminas (Smash used: +Break)
2- SummonBlack1Damage: 160 + Slashing + Wide Attack
Accuracy: A
Description: Can only be activated if there is a broken or missing panel on the field. Summons one Nightmare virus to teleport up and slash an enemy. Can hit up to two additional nearby enemies.
Duration: Once
Element: Null
Trader Rank: D on MushyGerminas
3- AirStorm1Damage: 50 x3 shots + Variable Targeting
Accuracy: B
Description: Pulls three enemies towards user, than fires three tornadoes at them, may be divided however user wants.
Duration: Once
Element: Null
Special: Variable Targeting: Allows the user to select a target for each individual hit of an attack. This means they may strike the same target multiple times, multiple different targets, or a mix of the two as they wish.
Special: Wind Type: This chip counts as Wind Type for the purposes of Wind triggered effects, such as traps and terrain.
Special: Pull: Brings a target one movement space closer to the source. Use of this effect on anchored objects may move the user instead of the target.
Trader Rank: D on MushyGerminas
4-Dodge]

Despite some small hitches, it felt like the pair of navigators had the previously passive mushroom-making myconoid badly battered and burned; their next goal seemed to be chopping it into chunks. It turned its slow-moving gaze back and forth as Anathema summoned a pair of dark figures from the damage holes to either side of it while jazz fought off his daze and cleared out of its immediate vicinity.

Across the field, the little mushroom spectator still seemed to think that Anathema wasn't playing fair, and it waved its tiny hands at her, blowing a much smaller cloud of spores in her direction. The witch was able to avoid the attack, but in the mean time, Jazz fell victim to a fresh surprise. Just as he was moving away from the seemingly well-rooted mushroom, it gave a particularly pronounced bob in place, and warped quite suddenly. The first swing from Anathema's summoned creatures cut only air as it vanished, and reappeared directly in front of Jazz, billowing a broad cloud of brain-addling fungal dust over him, and towards the other navi as well. While Jazz wasn't able to get away from the sudden choking cloud, Anathema was at least far enough away to avoid it.

Still struggling with the disorienting effect for a brief moment, Jazz attempted to direct his first crushing attack towards the mushroom's new location, only to have it warp a second time, right back to where it had started. As it arrived, its bark-like armour casing regrew across its softer flesh, but it seemed slower, and its bobbing seemed a little bit more like panting than before; it probably couldn't do that particular trick very often. The brief moment was enough for Jazz to toss his more conflagratory in its direction, before the distracting confusion of the spores set in; the crude molotov burst with a bright flare, charring away the freshly formed bark and leaving the soft flesh beneath pitted with embers that would continue to burn.

With its target thus exposed to it, Anathema's second summon sliced viciously into the mushroom's stem, cutting deeply and drawing a flow of mushroom juice, and a brief crackle of sparks and broken data fragments from the cut. The mushroom pulled down on itself, shying away from the blade while it spread more of its favoured mycelium layering across the soil beneath it; the broken segments had filled in as well, it seemed, though the fungal layer hadn't spread out to the flat ring just yet. As the creature cowered, however, a softer shedding of spores drifted from its gills and covered it, settling into some of the cuts and tears, patching over some of the nastier burns, and, perhaps disappointingly to Jazz, pushed out all of the remaining embers from its flesh.

It slowly lifted itself back up to its normal standing height, just as anathema made a more direct attack of her own, coaxing up a wind storm and tearing at it with a set of rapid tornadoes, two of the three seemed to do it some substantial damage, more than undoing the small amount of regeneration it had managed; the creature looked severely beat up at this stage, and it couldn't have much stamina left. It lifted its arms towards Anathema as the winds died down, each of its long tendrils waving in her direction. This time, however, rather than spraying her with spores or other plant shrapnel, the vine-like feelers darted out with lightning speed. Despite her best reactions, (or maybe she wasn't trying too hard?), she was swiftly ensnared. Several slim yet surprisingly strong limbs twisted their way around her arms, starting at the wrists and spiralling inwards to her shoulders. About a foot of each tendril was left over, waving loosely in front of her torso, so that had some potential. Several more of the tentacle-like arms encircled her waist and middle, in a more supportive way, and if she hadn't already been hovering, Anathema could feel that they would likely have lifted her from the ground; as it was she elevated a few more inches outside of her own control.

The remaining feelers restrained her legs as well, although, perhaps disappointing to someone of anathema's disposition, they began at the tops of her thighs and coiled their way down towards her ankles, rather than in the other direction. Regardless of how she felt about that particular feature, however, the navi was swiftly drawn in very close to the mushroom creature's trunk, where she could smell the slightly cooked mushroom scent up close and strong in all its rich, earthy tones. It was unfortunately delicious, as far as scents went, for anyone who was fond of mushrooms. This close, she could see its screen again more clearly, and the readout on it:

MushyGerminas Status: Red
Network: Okuden
Mushy Parameters: Maintain Virus Population Bracket [ V > 1/18 <-> V < 1/20 ]
Current Mushy Saturation: Red: Too Low [V < 1/18 ]
Mushy Germination Process: Temporarily Suspended. [Priority To Self Defence Module]

Status Details: Damage Critical. [System Shutdown Imminent]
Vector: Unable To Repel Threats. [Default Crisis To Logging Mode]
Crisis Logging Actions:
[Contact Administration To Request Repairs][Completed]
[Restrain Hostile Elements Prior To Shut Down][Processing]
[Scan And Detail Hostile Elements][Processing]


Whatever that may mean to her, Anathema could feel the tendrils coiled about her writhing somewhat as the creature struggled to continue its functions. It wouldn't take too much to finish it off, most likely.

-=Mushroomancer=-
MushGerminas.bus: 51Hp [Mycelium][Grappling Anathema][Slow1]

-=Forest Explorers=-
Anathema.Exe: 75Hp [Mycelium][20Hp Casing][Grappled by Boss]
Jazz.Exe: 140Hp [Mycelium][20Hp Barrier][Confused!][To the side of Boss]

-=Dense Wood=-
70% Mycelium [Effectively functions as [terrain]Grass[/terrain], except that it is too damp and wet to amplify fire damage (though it is still consumed by it).]
10% Normal

• No effects.

[Smaller area directly around the boss where the Broken section has recovered]
20% Glass

• Slip Effect: -10% Accuracy, -10% Evasion to all.
• Non-Ice Aqua attacks causes it to be Wet, doubles slip effect for Non-Aqua Elementals for 1 turn. Wet can expire early with Fire attacks. Can cause slippage for poor RP or heavy impacts on Non-Aqua Elementals, 1-2 actions to recover.
• 200 Damage attacks: Change terrain hit to Broken. Damage threshold cut in half for Ground, Break, and Impact, to a minimum threshold of 25 when all 3 are present. Null 25 + Slashing + Nova 2 per panel broken, up to 200 (8 panels).
• Burrow: Change terrain to Broken, 50 Null + Slashing to burrower, Null 25 + Slashing + Nova2 to surroundings.
• PanelShot: Spread1.

[Larger ring around the boss]

-=Spectators?=-
Little Mushy: 70Hp [Mycelium] [Edge of the clearing]

Shake Weight: ??? [Controlled by Jazz, 1 Turn]

Jazz, coughing as he had got his attacks off, felt the spores begin to cloud his vision and similarly, his mind...addled to no end. He coudn't help himself as began to laugh out like...well, a hyena would be the first thing that came to mind as he cackled into the air. He could hardly contain himself, a swirl beginning to form up above his head to indicate the "ailment" had stuck to his programming for some reason. Josephine tapping away at her PET screen frantically as she began to try and snap him out of it on her end to absolutely no avail, the rabbit getting on all fours and beginning to hop about, prancing around the area as much as he could, and...making mooing sounds? The confusion hit him hard it seemed as Josephine continued to tap about at her PET, looking at the "ailment" of confusion.

"Afflicted has a chance of being unable to do anything, may act irrationally or may turn against any allied busting partners if inflicted with this ailment. Operator is advised to not send chips to the afflicted navi during this time, lest they hurt themselves or others. Most navis have instincts on par with humans to prevent themselves from acting offensively or defensively under this condition." She read off to herself, the netop sighing to herself as she watched her navi prance about, running to and fro like an animal of the loosest description, somehow those overalls not falling down to reveal anything -too- unsightly...though Anathema might have managed to get a view of the tut bunny's ass as he ran about, hopping around the area without any real purpose. She rubbed her temples, vowing to make Jazz have a way to cure statuses such as this on himself or others after everything was said and done. So without any real other options, opened up a two-way connection in the general facility. "Hey, Ana? Stephine here, Jazz's op. He's confused as hell right now, though I think he's actively trying not to hurt himself or you...kinda hard to tell..." She paused, inhaling. "Just...hope he doesn't get tagged again. I'd send him something, but...I'm more afraid he'd cause you to EJO than actually help for the moment."


Overview
*Crossed: Prose Cross (+10 to Null chips, access to Rabbit's Fleet Feet, Overclock and Scramble)
*Bunny Barrier: Jazz (20 HP Barrier)
*Bunny Casing: Anathema (20 HP Casing)
*Free Scramble Movement to be used
*Overclock (One movement becomes 50% Base evade chance, cover all possible distance within sight with a Movement)
*Scramble (Gain 1 Movement on successful dodges, 1 Feint on unsuccessful dodges)
*Rabbit's Fleet Feet (1 free movement per turn)
1-4: Confused auto-dodging about
*Free movement around the area in confused hops
*Attempt to steer Shake1Damage: 90 + Wide Attack + Break
Accuracy: C
Description: Throws a dumbbell that slides through enemy lines for two turns. Can hit up to three enemies twice, second time having a 50% chance of hitting.
Duration: Two turns
Element: Null
Trader Rank: D into MushyGarminas.Bus

As her wind storm concluded, Anathema was mildly displeased at the giant mushroom still standing before her. It wasn't dead for the sake of sweet, sweet loot, and it wasn't even grabbing her with those tentacle-like fingers. Surely it could do better...hmm? Really? It was trying that attack again? "Really, you haven't figured out I can see how that works? Guess I shouldn't have expected much from a giant mushroom. I'll just take about a step back, and-ack!" But this time, instead of spores, she got exactly what she wanted, as she found herself restrained by its long, vine-like limbs. "Oh, yay! I was wondering when you'd do this!...And hoping I'd be the one to get it! That's right, you wanna feel me. If you want my advice, it be would be to start wrapping around your nice, long tentacles around my big, voluptuous breasts, curling around until you find my nipples and-"

"Will you PLEASE stop getting turned on and focus?!"

"I'm sorry if this is incredibly hot! Although I wish the ones around my legs were switched up so they were moving up, and not down..." She found herself being dragged in close to the creature, which was giving off a surprisingly pleasant aroma. "Mmm, I can smell fried mushrooms! Maybe I'll make some later..." Hmm? Looked like that screen was close enough to read again. Status red, yep. Too damaged to make more Mushy, she could see that. Ooh, 'Crisis Logging Actions'. Contact administration? If she was less restrained, she might see if she could hack that to see who ran this thing...though that wasn't exactly her specialty. Restrain hostile elements...big check there. Although, now she was starting to wonder...what would happen if she was still stuck when it was shut down? Would she be stuck as well? That seemed...less than pleasant. "Okay, I've changed my mind. I want down now!"

"I can arrange that."

"Great!"

"Though, fair warning to me...you're totally pleasuring yourself to this after we get back home, aren't you?"

"You'll be lucky if I wait until we're home."

"So go home and don't look at my PET for a good while. Honestly, a good bath would be nice after crawling around here..."

"You know, the idea of you taking a nice, soapy bath is just making this even hotter."

"Trust me, ANY idea right now is going to make you hotter..." The question was, what would even work? With Anathema restrained the way she was, it wouldn't be easy to use chips, since she couldn't really use her hands to direct or anything...actually, wait. There were chips that didn't need that sort of guidance, weren't there? That would do nicely. "This should work fine, since it doesn't actually require any direct Navi involvement. BattleChip, AuraHead! Slot in!"

A Megalian-A formed above the witch Navi, though strangely lacking its trademark aura. It spent a moment gazing upon the giant mushroom virus, before lining itself up with it while not being simultaneously lined up with its allied Navis, and launching its head forward like a missile. Its rocket headbutt would not be stopped, only wavering slightly upon impact as it kept going. After it eventually ran out of steam, the head reformed on the floating virus, which then proceeded to vanish.

The non-Navi assisted assault, however, wasn't over. "Luckily, we've got more where that came from. BattleChip, SideBamboo! Slot in!"

A cluster of bamboo formed off to the side, next to the MushGerminas, immediately looking out of place amongst all the fungus. Not helping was the odd green aura surrounding it, and the grass separating in the middle to let a menacing face peek out from the shadows. It let out a big smile and appeared to cackle, though strangely no sound was made, before a spear of sharpened bamboo stabbed forth, held by a pair of skinny, shadowy arms. It seemed stronger than normal, with an extra sharp and sturdy point. Sadly for the hungry, there would be no chance for mushroom kebobs, as once the attack was finished extending, the Kilby quickly vanished, just like the earlier virus.

Anathema watched the attacks, shaking her head slightly after it was done. "For as much as you want me to get my mind out of the gutter, you're both giving a virus head, and thrusting wood inside it. It's like you're trying to make me wet!"

"Trust me, I'm not."

"That's good, because I'll have you know I've already hit that point! The cross outfit is the only reason I'm not dripping down right now!" Still, she might want to try something other than doing nothing, if only to prevent non-sexy trappings once it was dead. Anathema proceeded to start struggling a bit against the tentacle vines, trying to ignore the part where this was super hot for her. If they weren't super strong, she might be able to get herself free with some effort.

[Order of Turn:
1- AuraHead1Damage: 90 + Break + Line Attack3 + Aura Boost
Accuracy: B / C / D
Description: Launches a Megallian Aura Head that smashes through up to 3 targets/objects in a straight line. Accuracy decreases with each hit.
Duration: Once
Element: Null
Special: Aura Boost: +20 Attack Damage when user of this chip is protected by a Barrier. +50 Attack Damage when user of this chip is protected by an Aura.
Trader Rank: D on MushGerminas
2- SideBamboo1Damage: 80 + Long Attack
Accuracy: B
Description: Summons a Kilby virus to the field that stabs the enemy from the side with a long lance, then silently vanishes. Can hit up to 2 targets.
Duration: Once
Element: Wood
Trader Rank: D on MushGerminas (+10 damage, +Break effect)
3-Wriggle free
4-Wriggle free]

Even in his confused state, Jazz still managed to raise defences on targets that weren't the giant mushroom, at the very least. His aimless hopping and skipping drew the attention of the small mushroom that still lingered at the edge of the battle field and it attempted to blow a spore cloud in his direction, but in his march-hare state, Jazz was far too quick for the attack to catch him.

The larger mushroom, still writhing and trembling at the edges of its functional ability, gripped Anathema tighter while its bark-like casing refreshed itself, and tried to reach out for Jazz with more of its loose tendrils, but to no avail; the bunny boy would not be caught. The vines encircling anathema herself continued to slide and coil, making a thorough examination as they restrained her, with several of them achieving potentially interesting positions around her chest and hind quarters, amongst other areas. Worry about being restrained when it went down, however, had become enough of a concern that anathema still tried to break free, while her operator supplied the chips that would hopefully finish off the fight.

She was still struggling to escape the holding tendrils when the Megalian head smashed into the midsection of the mushroom, just above the screen. Its eyes bulged comically large for a moment, before a crack of sparks and static burst out from somewhere, and the whole creature tensed up momentarily – Anthema felt all of her various restrained sections squeezed quite firmly for a sudden second or two. As swiftly as the tension came, it fled again, the whole body of the creature collapsing in a limp sigh of mushroom juice and escaping spore gas. It slumped down and though the most firmly anchored tendrils remained clinging to Anathema, she was able to wriggle free and unravel herself from them after another moment or so.

She got loose just in time to see Jazz's weight come careening towards the mushroom's broken down form, and her by proximity, though in the last moment Jazz himself felt his senses clearing up, and was able to make it veer away from his companion. Across the clearing the small mushroom squeaked in fear, then shuddered and hopped up in the air, vanishing from sight as it fled the scene. this left the two navis free to inspect the hulk at the centre of the clearing for any valuable prizes, though aside from some bits and pieces that would convert into zenny, mostly they just found more mushroom-related data.

-=Mushroomancer=-
MushGerminas.bus: DEACTIVATED

-=Forest Explorers=-
Anathema.Exe: 75Hp [Mycelium][The Tentacles Stopped Playing...]
Jazz.Exe: 140Hp [Mycelium][No Longer Confused]

-=Dense Wood=-
80% Mycelium [Effectively functions as [terrain]Grass[/terrain], except that it is too damp and wet to amplify fire damage (though it is still consumed by it).]
20% Glass

• Slip Effect: -10% Accuracy, -10% Evasion to all.
• Non-Ice Aqua attacks causes it to be Wet, doubles slip effect for Non-Aqua Elementals for 1 turn. Wet can expire early with Fire attacks. Can cause slippage for poor RP or heavy impacts on Non-Aqua Elementals, 1-2 actions to recover.
• 200 Damage attacks: Change terrain hit to Broken. Damage threshold cut in half for Ground, Break, and Impact, to a minimum threshold of 25 when all 3 are present. Null 25 + Slashing + Nova 2 per panel broken, up to 200 (8 panels).
• Burrow: Change terrain to Broken, 50 Null + Slashing to burrower, Null 25 + Slashing + Nova2 to surroundings.
• PanelShot: Spread1.

[Larger ring around the boss]

-=Spectators?=-
Little Mushy: FLED

-=Battle 5, Victory!=-
Jazz: 1500z, Spice1Damage: 80 + Confusion + Ground Attack + To-All (Others) (Grass)
Accuracy: A
Description: Hazardous powder rolls over all grass terrain on the battlefield. Damages and confuses anyone on contact, except the user. This includes allies.
Duration: Once
Element: Wood
Special: Only affects targets on Grass Terrain, excluding the User.
Trader Rank: D, 10BugFrags
Anathema: 1500z, BadSpice1Effect: Adds +30 Wood and Nova2 to Charged Buster Attack
Accuracy: Buster Accuracy = C
Description: Blasts the surrounding area with an explosion of spores from your Charged Buster attacks.
Duration: 6 Uses.
Element: Wood
Special: Overrides Buster. Disables Buster Shot.
Trader Rank: D, 10BugFrags
Both Get: 7 Mutual FXP (4 Base +3 for teamwork and mutual assistance)

Jazz let out a groan as he rubbed his head, the status finally subsiding from his systems as he shook off the grogginess. "Ooooogh...what happened? My head." He groaned again. "Confusion went through your protection, those spores are nothing if not persistent against defenses. Good to know for later. Maybe program an auto-status cure into you later on down the road." Stephine spoke afterwards, Jazz automatically hoovering up the rewards and Stephine getting her chip out of the deal. Would be good to have later down the road probably.

Jazz would turn to Anathema with a smile, letting out a sigh as he let his prose cross deactivate entirely. "Whew. Good thing we're like swiss army knives. That coulda gotten ugly if I didn't have you around." He commented frankly.

Aside from a fleeting moment of it gripping her hard, Anathema would have to go longer before truly experiencing the joys of tentacles, as she delivered the final blow to the giant mushroom. She managed to break free, though it probably would've been tougher to escape if she hadn't already started. "Well, that was kinda disappoi-oh craaaaaaaap!" She looked up just in time to see a Heavy virus swinging straight for her...though it swerved at the last moment to prevent her from being witchy paste. "And that was extremely terrifying!"

"At least it's all done with. Speaking of which, I'm pretty much done here, too."

"You are? There's nowhere else you can go?"

"Okuden's huge, but it's more that I already have about all I can carry. Let's face it, I missed out on the day they handed out physical strength."

"Yeah..." Almost as if echoing the wearer's disappointment, the witch Navi's fur outfit shone brightly, only to turn dark, and reform into her normal attire. She decided to cheer herself up by accessing some of the sweet, sweet loot left behind by the tease of a fungus she'd just headbutted into submission. "Let's see, there's some cash, a whole bunch of data about mushrooms, I'll copy that and send it over since that could be useful for you...BadSpice? What a weird name for a chip."

"I knew there was a Spice, but BadSpice? I...don't know if I want to know, but send it over." And so it was. "...Huh, this actually works totally differently. Instead of creating spores over grass, you basically create a toxic gas cloud around yourself, using the power of your buster."

"That actually sounds pretty nice! Might be worth giving my buster program an extra boost or two." Anathema had already noticed Jazz had returned from his head trip, but now he was done talking to his operator for a moment. "A...what knife? Never heard of it." Gotten ugly? Well..."Depends on whether you like person-like rabbits getting grabbed and felt up, or maybe more, by tentacles. I, for one, wouldn't have minded seeing that. Then again, I'm keener on that sort of thing than most."

"Isn't that the truth..."

"Besides, if you hadn't been there, I might've gotten torn apart before I even reached here! We're a pretty decent team, you know?"

"I hate to say it, but could you wrap this up? The sun's kinda bearing down right now, and I forgot to bring extra sunscreen."

"Ugh, fine...looks like this is where our little adventure ends, Jazz. I don't really WANT it to end, but Alda burns easily, so I really should..." Still, she wasn't going to abandon him just yet, so he'd have time to say goodbye and everything.

Jazz sighed as he looked at the data he had obtained. Spice huh...he could certainly make good use of that, right? He lays down grass like it's going out of style anyways. I focus on defenses, you focus on offense. There's a thing to be said about balance, and we do kinda have it all things considered. Jazz spoke frankly, letting out a groan, popping his neck. Granted. I'm getting tired myself, so it's not a bad idea to quit for today. He commented as he would bring the glass bottle into his hand. Oh...I...almost forgot this. he murmured, pushing his free hand out to Anathema, a piece of paper and a key popping up in his hand. Here. If you wanna get in contact with me or my op. Our email and a pass key to her homepage's security cube. It's a bit barren there, but if you're around the ElecTown area, consider it a breather if you need it. Jazz offered with a sincere smile on his furry cheeks.

We fallin for the lewd mage girl, Jazzy? I always knew you had a type. Stephine commented in his ear. Let me have this Stephine... He commented in text on her PET, the magi letting out a quiet giggle at her netnavi

Offer: MagiPass (Jazz/Stephine homepage access) and email to Anathema (clearheadedmagi@acdc.net)

"Pretty much!" Well, at least Jazz knew what she was getting at a second ago. "Really? You're tired already? Sounds like someone could use some more stamina!" Anathema reached out and accepted the rabbit's offering, sending them to her PET with a poof. "Thanks! I'll try and drop by if I can! I'd give you my password, but...I don't have to, because our homepage is open to the public! If you wanna go over there, you-" She went on to give instructions on how to reach the potion shop, both in the cyberworld and real world. "You two should stop by sometime!"

Alda's face popped up on a screen next to her Navi. "You should. We're always looking for new clients. And rest assured, despite some of the...simplistic look and ingredients, all of our products are rooted in hard science."

"It's true, we have tons of satisfied customers! And a few unsatisfied ones, but they're mostly people who really wanted Alda to 'cure what ailed them'."

"That's one way to put it..."

"And what ailed them was blue balls."

"Yes, I think they got the picture."

"So yeah, drop in at our place! ...Now I feel like I forgot something...ah, right!" The witch Navi formed a small purple crystal and placed it directly in Jazz's hand. "That data's a link to our e-mail, if you need to reach me."

"Just do me a favor. No dick pics. The last thing I need is someone to encourage Anathema like that."

"What's that, Alda? You're breaking up!"

"...No I'm not."

"Es oo are! Transm...is bad!"

"Just wrap this up already...I think I'm starting to feel a little burned."

"Okay, okay...I won't keep any of us any longer. See you around, Jazz!" Anathema waved with a big smile, as a purple beam of light escorted her out of the Net.

(JACKING OUT)

(Jazz GET: FormAldaHyde@ElecMail.net e-mail address)

Jazz would chuckle at their antics, before waving goodbye to his new friend. He would sit there for a few moments, rubbing his head, a sudden throbbing coming over it. Nnnnn...gonna want to take a nap after this... he commented to himself, suddenly collapsing and spreading across the Mycelium he had been standing on, world spinning around and round. I think I'm more susceptible to getting spored on than I thought. He commented to no one again. Closing his eyes he'd soon enough jack out of the network before any more viruses could find him. He'd be coming back one of these days.

(Jack OUT!)