fh_adventures | Within the Labyrinth, Saturday Morning

Within the Labyrinth, Saturday Morning

After a few hours of sleep, it's time to get going again. Everyone needs to be rescued by this evening, or Jareth gets to keep them all forever! And since this is Team Distraction, it's time to get very loud and very obvious. If everyone in the Labyrinth is focused on what you're up to, the other team will have a much easier time slipping by the goblins and rescuing your friends. So, start smashing things! Sing at the top of your lungs! Be a general nuisance all around the Labyrinth!

Of course, being a distraction usually means being bait. And being bait almost always means being in danger.

But you can handle it! Right?

[For Team Distraction! If any of you need an NPC, please, visit us over at this post and we'll send somebody by as soon as we can!]

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"Yeah my math teacher told me that once. Proved her wrong too!" Ow, arms hurting. That thing was better at moving than it looked.

"I think sarcasm's going to work about as well as politeness," Bruce pointed out, backing off and throwing three shuriken at the robot's neck.

Yes, he was being ironic. ~~Doubly so considering the mun's other characters.~~

Two of the shuriken bounced off the robot's armor, but one landed perfectly, lodging itself right in the joint between the neck and the shoulders. There was an angry screeching sound as a cog tried to turn and was blocked.

Yeah, there was an angry mace coming for you now, Bruce.

Bruce dodged with a backflip, and turned that into a handspring to put a little more distance between himself and the mace. He hoped that getting the robot's attention like that might open up an opportunity for the rest of the group.

The seam the shuriken had entered was now emitting a thick black smoke and the arm itself hung at the robot's side, useless. The robot began flailing around with the mace, hoping to start driving people back, and raised up one huge foot to stomp on anyone unlucky enough to be underfoot.

While that was going on, a small goblin suddenly poked his head out from behind the robot's enormous head and began sneaking down towards the shoulder in question.

Well, Jaina figured that was her cue. If there was anything big and somewhat monstery, of course she had to climb it. It was a thing. So that would be her leaping onto the one huge foot in order to start scaling up its leg.

While Jaina focused on the robot itself, Bruce reached into his utility belt and grabbed a bola. He spun it quickly and launched it toward the exposed goblin moving toward the shoulder, hoping to incapacitate it from a distance.

Leia hesitated a fraction of a second -- she didn't want to take a shot with her future alternative universe daughter on the robot -- but she had enough confidence in her skills that she wasn't too worried about it. She aimed high, for the head.

The bola wrapped around the legs of the crawling goblin, dragging him off the shoulder with a strangled cry. At that, another goblin peeked out from behind the head and called, "Jiggle the leg. Jiggle the left leg, qui--" before a blaster bolt took him out, too.

There was a muffled squeal, and slowly the left leg began to rise.

Jaina was doing her best to ignore any firing going on, because she didn't think anyone should stop. Realizing something was going on with the leg, she did try to hurry her climb, though, stabbing into the robot with her lightsaber as she went. Once the robot tried to crush anyone, she wasn't messing around.

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Bruce reached into his back pouch and grabbed his grapple line. Using a metal stake, he secured one end of the rope to the floor before getting the grapple end spinning and throwing it at the mace, all in an attempt to limit its range of motion and any potential damage as it flailed.

The lightsaber went right through the metal of the robot like a hot knife through butter, slicing through steam lines and oil pumps. The robot came to a shuddering halt as the gears ground together or were cut in two, its left foot still high in the air.

Then Bruce grappled the mace. It tried to release the mace before the downward momentum got to be too much...

"Everyone get clear! It looks like it's coming down!" Bruce yelled because someone had to. It was required in these kinds of situations.

Jaina disengaged her lightsaber, jumping off the robot. Usually she was more graceful, but she still managed to tuck herself into a somersault so that she could flip to her feet out of the way of any falling robots.

Leia darted backwards, watching the teetering robot and trying to gauge where it would fall while keeping an eye on Jaina at the same time. If any goblins tried to jump free, she was ready to shoot them.

Tim had been in the middle of chopping at the thing's wrist when the 'timber'call came. He leaped away, not gracefully, but quickly and effectively.

And down the giant robot came, smashing to the ground with a deafening crunch of hundreds of pounds of metal meeting hundreds of pounds of stone. From a hole at the back of the robot's head, two more goblins looked up, giving them all fearful glances. Removing their hands from the controls, they raised them up in surrender.

"Errr, wanna call it a truce?" one suggested.

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