Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34818102-20191127203306/@comment-29564364-20200408193537

In the distance, what looks like a white, four-winged wyvern-like beast carrying two passengers comes diving down from the storm cloud's underbelly. It levels itself, then adjusts its course toward the beach. At the front is a human male in his late teens whose clothes are as white as his hair, accompanied by a Gremlin who has yet to be designed.

"Alex, you idiot! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" she barks.

"Well sorry that it's the fastest, surest and most fun way to get out of a thundercloud that came outta freakin' nowhere."

"At least warn me before doing something this stupid! And it's not like lightning is of concern with Nameless aboard."

"There is something unnatural about this storm..." a crystal ball containing electric arcs emanating from a luminous core indented in the dashboard flickers, "My perception is somewhat hazy and reading these lightning strikes proves difficult. I advise you be especially careful."

"Thanks for your concern, Nameless, but lightning isn't really the problem here; where I came from, these machines would more often than not make it through storms unscathed. Problem here was visibility. I swear, it's like Cthulhu just sneezed an ink cloud." The flying beast banks slightly as he points at the ground ahead. "See? Now we can see where we're– What the fuck's going on down there?!" he exclaims, noticing the ongoing invasion as well as an explosion on the beach.

A magic circle appears over the Gremlin's goggles, zooming in on the scene. "Sea monsters are attacking the village!"

"Druella's faction?"

"No, not mamonoes, actual monsters." She zooms further in. "Some sort of fish people with swords... spears... and nets? They look kinda feeble too. Wait, there are also people defending!"

"'Aight boiz, we're heading down! Emmy, prepare the Shock Bombs; we're gonna block their entry point." A large hatch opens in the metal box that serves as the pilot's backrest and she fetches a handful of glowing yellow orbs from the void within. They swoop down along the beach while the Gremlin drops a total of 42 Shock Bombs overboard, one after the other, forming an electric field that electrocutes all nearby sea creatures upon contact with the water. Before the line could be completed, however, a barrage of spears forces the Dragon into an aileron roll away from the sea, leaving a relatively narrow (~75 m) stretch of shock-free water on one side of the beach. The beast remains unnaturally unresponsive to the dozen of spears lodged in its right flank and belly.

"What now?" Emmeline asks.

Alex brings the plane Dragon around for another run. "Now they'll be forced to funnel through that opening until the Shock Bombs wear off, so we have the next two minutes or so to blast them with everything we've–" his sentence is cut short by a lightning strike to the Dragon's tail, setting it on fire.

"We're burning!" exclaims Emmeline, looking at the flames holding on for dear life mere feet behind her seat. She produces a snow-globe-like orb from Alex's box that she smashes against the fuselage. A wave of cold wind and snow rolls along the hull, snuffing out the fire and covering the area with a thin layer of frost. "There goes half of our Blizzard Bomb stock..."

"Better than scrapping Drago on his first outing, right? Now take a Blade Bomb and be ready to make some sushi!"

"'Sushi'?" she asks, picking an orb shaking as it struggles to contain the swirling winds within.

"It's a Zipanese delicacy. You should try it out someday. I'm not much into it, but others find it delicious."

"Is it sweet?"

"Oh, come on! The culinary world is full of wonders; why limit you to sweet? Target approaching!"

As Emmeline is about to throw, Drago ducks under a second volley of pole arms, causing her to miss the mark by several feet. "Ha! You won't get me twice with the same trick!" Alex smirks.

The orb shatters, unleashing a small tornado that rages about the beach. It sucks in a sizable number of enemies, slashing, impaling and bludgeoning them with their own weapons before spitting them out in every direction as it dissipates. Some fly into their own or in surrounding rocks and buildings while others land in the sand, back in the water or, for the most unlucky ones, in the active electric field.

"Wait, that's not a Blade Bomb!" she thinks aloud, looking back at the target area, but a "Shit!" from the front seat soon brings her attention back forward. The attack turned out to be a ruse since they were now flying flush with the ground, in range of a net thrown by one of the better armored creatures. It hits Drago in the face, entangling the spinning metal cross at the front.

"The propeller's jammed! We're gonna have to land here."

As instructed before take-off, the Gremlin assumes the emergency landing position and prepares for a shock that... doesn't come? With their already low altitude, the landing on the soft sand is smooth as butter and the aircraft eventually slows to a stop.

"Ahaha, yes! Perfect landing! Drago will live to see another day!" Alex celebrates, popping Nameless out of his socket and plugging him in an identical receptacle in his own chest.

"Ah, this is much preferable!" the orb speaks, "My vision has at last regained its clarity. And it appears that this soil is indeed rich in magnetite, as the request claims."

"Great!" he jumps from his seat onto the ground.

"I can also tell that the Shock Bombs are run–"

"MIMIMIMIMIMIIII!!!" A girl clad in ribbons bursts half way out of the main hatch in Alex's box of holding, screaming.

"Ah, perfect timing, Mimi! We're gonna need Nameless' body very soon, like, ASAP."

"If I may, the electric barrier is..."

" 'Kay!" The Mimic gives a goofy salute and is about to retreat, but she pauses, a shiver crawling down her spine. "What is this mana that Mimi is feeling? Is it why Ally needs Nameless' body?"

"Partly, but–"

"Let's save the details for later," Emmeline interjects, climbing down the wing. "because now, the troubles are coming, and fast!" She points at the water behind Alex where the electric field produces its last arcs, then dies. The dam broken, the sea of monsters floods the beach once again.

"You cannot say I did not try warning you."

"Mimi, the body! Now!" He orders, but the Mimic doesn't respond, immobilized by shock. "NOW!" he shouts.

"Y-yes!" She snaps back to her senses, then vanishes in the backpack.

"Emmy, stay close!" Alex weaves a series of custom Naruto hand seals. He ends with the hands together, fingers interlocked, and announces: "Magnet Release: Negative Fortress!" The incoming wave of enemies crashes into an unseen barrier that they quickly surround in search of a way around, but to no avail as it seems that the circular wall enclosed the entire area around the duo as well as the wooden mount they rode in on. Seeing that the rain still pelted on the two targets' heads, one monster thries throwing its axe in a high arc over the wall. The attempt proves successful until the head hits another invisible force on the way down, then slides on the other side, revealing that what they thought to be a wall is in fact a dome, much to the Gremlin's shock.

"Are you crazy?! That's too much surface area; it will drain you faster than my Milkinator!"

"I'm fully aware of that, but I can at least hold it up until Mimi comes back."

Meanwhile, one of the armorless invaders and its poorly made spear slips between its halted fellows and breaches the Negative Fortress unhindered until the spearhead snags on the magnetic field, yanking its whole body around and pulling the spearhead off of the pole. It briefly jubilates to its brethren who are quick to follow suit, dropping their metallic weaponry and even their light armor to storm the invisible fort while the well-equipped ones remain in standby in case the barrier is undone. Most pay no mind to the resting dragon, but the few that do manage minimal damage without their weapons.

(Ugh! To hell with the rest. I'm done.)

(Edit: Changed Nameless' name to Nigel. Edit 2: Changed Nigel's name back to Nameless.)