The Last Poster Wins! [v8]

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

*You have no time to ponder such things, as the ship has just landed*

OK TIME TO MOVE!

*Dear lord, this place is so cold you're losing HP just by standing around. This cold is intolerable for long! Well, bar Tazz, but he's An Ice Person and it's been rather obvious he's more reselliant to his element of choice. But, otherwise, it's rather painfully cold.*

[Voltaire Magneton]

OOC:

Unless this is a timezone screw-up...

Happy Birthday @The Nonexistent Tazz; !

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

You're kind of a day early, yeah. But, thanks, NOW LET'S BE MOVING BEFORE YOU DIE OF CHILLINESS.

*You get moving before you die of chilliness.*

[Wander]

so like where even is the elder soul

also does anyone have like a pocket i could hide in because JESUS CHRIST IT IS COLD AS F-

[Sir Sivelos]

Hooo boy. This is not fun. *SIVELOS makes haste Elder-Soul-ward*

[Ganyu]

I like how you make up ways to prove your magical superiority over me; but it's all pseudologia fantastica. *if the shadow could roll eyes, imagine that it did*

*warms Wander with a basic heat flux spell*

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

I don't make up ways to be superior, you ignore those ways. There IS a difference.

In any case, how many class-ups do you have?

[Sir Sivelos]

I think I got one recently. But I like this class. Defense is the best offense, as they say...

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

I was talking to Ecrivain.

How many Class-ups, Ecrivain?

[Wander]

oh yeah HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAZZ //throws confetti everywhere and puts on like three party hats