What’s the gauntlet like now? What are we up against?
That’s quite a lot
Last time there was only 10 and I still failed. No wonder they’ve given up. It’s so unfair!
So what has been your plan so far?
Luke smashed his fist through the table, startling Yeung-Sung and causing Shirley to bounce in front.
“For fuck’s sake,” he muttered,” They can’t be quiet for one minute.”
Yeung-Sung waved Shirley away.
“It’s alright,” he said, pointing,” Just the chat.”
With uncertainty, he plopped back down and crossed his legs, eyes firmly on the furious PM leader. I guess it wasn’t me he should have been worried about.
Watching Luke draw his hand back, he asked, “Are you alright?”
“Fine,” he responded.
Only half-looking back at Yeung-Sung, he typed out a message elsewhere, using his unaccustomed hand like a stiff claw. Another PM member rushed in with a wet cloth and bandages, and began tending to him at once.
Thanking her, Luke curtly looked back at Yeung-Sung and shouted, “Well? What’s your plan? You’re the one who said you could beat the gauntlet, not me. Quit staring and start typing.”
“Alright.”
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Make a distraction. I need him away from his phone for as long as possible.
He’s already lost one hand, just take advantage of that.
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Shirley had already leapt towards Luke’s phone by the time he had leapt between the chat rooms. Is this a good idea? Let’s bloody hope so. Wil, I hope I make you proud.
Kelly, how many items can you keep track of at once. Say if you needed to send a group of people to battle the gauntlet, how many could you equip?
{Yes, I know. Just_} He fought for the word for a moment.
Yes, I know. Just humour me.
{MEDB has her own gear}
Oh crap, I really almost submitted that! I have to guard my tongue.
The AI has her own gear. Gear which is destructible. So, before we come at the gauntlet with our real strategy, we can disable her advantage by swarming her with players whose goal is not to try and kill the barbarians, but destroy their gear, or at the very least set off their blessings, to allow our strategy the best chance of success. It might even, if we’re lucky, stretch her mental processes enough that she might make less than optimal plays in some of those attempts.
Yeung-Sung smiled. Chaos ensued around him but he didn’t dare take his eyes off the screen.
I can’t let them get side tracked. Next.
@Ness Before, you were using amassing poor-quality materials for blessing, because they were easier to make, yes?
Times change. We need the best quality materials we can get and we can’t be stingy with how we acquire them. As Luke said, there are too many of them not to prioritize defense.
Never mind that.
Here is my biggest suggestion. Amber, this is directed at you. How do you test a blessing?
He must have caught her off-guard. Several seconds later she was still typing, so he relented and looked up.
The once organized room had become a battlefield. Half the tables were upturned, a dozen PM members were either lying limp, limping or trying to restrain Shirley. Luke was struggling to rise to his feet, his good hand holding an icepack over his face.
Good enough.
Back in the chat, Amber had finally put together the necessary words.
An awkward system, but intuitive given they have no in-game info about blessings. How can I help them, what am I supposed to say?
If Jordan designed it -or if Simon did- then there must be some logic here. Just because it is not shown does not mean it’s not there. Gravity has rules, as does the weather, even though it does it tell us directly, sometimes. Or, I guess it does, in its own way, if you speak its language. Wait! That’s it.
Amber, I’m sorry to tell you this -I can tell that you work really hard on this, but I think there’s a much easier way to understand blessings. What if we learned the language that the blessings are in? If we read them directly?
No, it’s not what you think.
How do I explain this?
Our avatars aren’t human, right? They are demi-gods with supernatural senses as well as their human ones. The blessings we receive after we pray, don’t we? So, our characters should be able to understand, through their spiritual connections what is effects are being put on the blessed gear. Try put it in Airgead a skill called “Identifying”. Learn that and practice, then we won’t need to test gear ever again.
Try to learn to “translate” it.
A loud crack, the unmistakable sound of breaking bones caught Yeung-Sung by the ears. Time’s up. Getting out of his seat, he heard Luke make a loud error noise;
Nuh-uh!
“Sit back down! You’re going nowhere. Not after that display,” roared Luke, his blood seeping out from his face over the ice-pack.
Shirley!
His friend, knocked (forcibly) out was being carried out of the room by the shoulders. A few other PM members stayed back to start flipping back the damaged furniture and clean up the scattered packs of glass. Luke meandered through and held himself high, but highly red. He pulled out a chair with his foot and dropped himself in it.
“We’re leaving. Give me Shirley and we’re getting out,” Yeung-Sung told him.
Luke gestured at his phone. At the chat.
What did he say?
“I’ve given your people plenty of insight into Airgead. Isn’t that enough?” said Yeung-Sung.
Horrified, opened the chat again.
After reading the sentence Yeung-Sung looked up, agape.
“Otherwise, we’ll have to force it out of your friend,” Luke taunted him across the table. “I’m sure he can come to the same conclusions as you, given enough encouragement.”
I’m as good as lost to the rest of the world -like Wil, but still I have leverage. I have knowledge.
They need me.