The Last Poster Wins! [v8]

[Bulbasaur]

So when are you going to win this, Tazz? I've been waiting quite a bit for you to prove your skills.

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

*You have somehow decided to follow TNTazz, Sita-Tazz, Flonne-Tazz, and Ominous into a MASSIVE FIREPLACE. You're on the bottom of the whole thing, effectively a continent-sized desert of pure ash. Thankfully cold ash. Oh, and it's dreadfully dark because the closest star is facing away from the place. No light whatsoever except the light of space behind you. Until now, you've been undetected.*

The Tazzes: *Immediately start beating you up with a stick*

Ominous:...Well that's one way of greeting a new potential ally. You, your name, level and class, if you'd be so kind?

[Sir Sivelos]

Why does this seem familiar to me? Reminds me of a fruit. Honeydew, was it? Whatever. *SIVELOS uses TECH: ASTRAL TYPHOON, level 9999!!! Several tendrils of storming clouds, arcing with electricity, snake around, shocking any enemy they touch.*

*LC is casting several techs at once, severely debuffing any enemy that approaches.*

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

*This would work perfectly if the enemies were actually there yet. For that matter, the Dwarves are now staunchly refusing to come out of the city because bravery and valor is NOT a measure of stupidity, so they're not going to charge INTO an attack's range if they can help it. You just wasted a load of energy. Way to go.*

*From the city, A massive fan comes out, it's mighty gusts attempting to push you off the OSHA-noncompliant platform you stand on. It would instantly fail you if you got shoved off! Meanwhile, YOUR miscellaneous troops come in-including War Medics and Grand Artilleries! Yes, those things were made while Sivelos wasn't looking. They definitely are stylized in being a Glass Cannon over a Jack-of-all-Stats, but that probably only makes them MORE efficient, as they're Grand ARTILLERIES and aren't going to need to be tanky.*

[Bulbasaur]

Oh no! My plans to interrupt Tazz's RPing have failed!

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

*Of course your plans would fail. It's, like, the only thing this thread is for nowadays. But might as well join in the madness!*

Ominous: Did you hear me? Are they hitting you that much? Name! Class! Level! Is that much, sir?

*The Tazzes are still unified in their stick-a-thon of poor Bulbasaur.*

[Sir Sivelos]

*The tendrils begin following the dwarves.*

*LC casts LIGHT OF RUIN, level 9999!!! A massive beam of light bursts from LC's hand, obliterating everything in its radius.*

*Sivelos uses TECH: TAKE A HOT METEOR SHOWER, level 9532!!! Many flaming meteors the size of small moons begin pelting the Dwarves at a furious pace and precise accuracy.*

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

*Allow me to, erm RE-EMPHASIZE THE POINT: The Dwarves are actually out of range of all of your attacks, safely inside their city, attempting to blow you off with a giant mechanical fan. You haven't bothered to move an inch, have you? My point exactly. You've already annihilated all of their forces leading up to the city, of course. I'm not trying to make you sound-*

Lillith-Tazz: WE GET IT! *Shoves LC and Sivelos city-wards*

[Sir Sivelos]

Wheeee *flies city-wards*

Light Chaos: Hmph... This behavior again? *sets up a barrier around Sivelos that reflects attacks whilst he is flying city-wards*

[Wander]

VROOM VROOM //transforms and drives city-wards