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[j3gus.livejournal.com]

i need someone to give me the low down
a little explanation as to why i got robbed and kidnapped
and why i have a phone full of contacts
access to this really shitty looking a/v chat
im a hungry mind yearning for knowledge
undulating in wait for a savage assault on my tender think pan
but as much as i want out of this retarded looking shithole
i dont think i quite have the cash for it
so along with my unquestionably insatiable desire for throbbing enlightenment
i may need one of you weirdos to lend me like 500 bucks
alright peace
ps: thanks for not raping me

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[j3gus.livejournal.com]

Dave motherfuckin' Strider is present.

[Since he was a cool kid, all he could do was speak without breaking his expression. This was a Strider skill.]

So, I'm guessin' you're Homerun--and, you're packin' pretty fierce, there.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

It's Homura.

It's best to be prepared. Especially around here.

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I figured. [Dave flipped on his phone, looking at the time.] Half a minute.

I'm used to gun support. Don't be worried about firing close to me.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[she'll nod]

Good.

Get out of the way if I throw anything. Those are grenades.

[she'll start walking over to the tower]

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

No shit, I saw 'em.

[Thoughtlessly, Dave gripped his sword by the handle, drawing it out in one clean gesture.]

Better be prepared for some sick rhymes. They're gonna be burstin' hotter than those grenades once I get the right rhythm.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

As long as you can hold your own in a fight.

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

Never fought these guys before.

Still. [He gave his phone one more glance.]

I'd hate to have someone less rudely confident dealing with monsters. More work I do--less work other people gotta do.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

I can respect that.

Some of the resist physical attacks. I'll deal with them.

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

Alright. What works on the ones that're immune?

[He could be all business when he needed to. Just as he said this, though, the Dark Hour began.]

[witchless.livejournal.com]

Spells. [Oh boy here comes a Visceral Maya.]

This is one of resistant ones. [And Phoenix will show up for her to fire off an Agi]

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

Cool.

[Dave, leaning his sword against his shoulder, looked on as Lugh formed besides him--analyzing the shadow before it disappeared.]

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[She'll continue to use the attack until it dies/disappears]

There. [To the tower!]

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

Well, shit. [He did not notice what the school turned into.]

Alright, grungy viking, let's fuckin' do this. [Lugh disappeared, as if denying his involvement for the moment.]

Or not, dick.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

[not quite the school, just an abandoned building a quick walk from the school]

You might not have attack skills yet.

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

[lug you douche ur doin it wrog]

Great. So, he's got a sword for no good reason? All those muscles and that weird ass armor just so he can chill and chat with me while I do the work.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

You gain skills after you've battled enough of these monsters.

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

I guessed. Looks like he can only analyze something instead of using that shitty 'sord' of his.

Any idea about which level on the metaphorical ladder I've gotta be on till this guy does useful shit?

[witchless.livejournal.com]

I seem to get new skills every ten levels.

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

Well, fuck. Good thing you're around to handle the ones I can't touch.

[witchless.livejournal.com]

That's why it's best to go in a group.

Other people can handle what you might not be able to.

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

Alright. So, on this level, how many types of monsters are there? How many of them are immune to our regular weapons?

[He tapped his sword against his shoulder. Despite being a rude pre-teen, Dave was a master when it came to multi-tasking and maximizing efficiency in this kind of setting.]

[witchless.livejournal.com]

This is the first block- only four monsters are here.

Only the one we just ran into is immune to physical attacks. One is resistant to fire, it's called the Crying Table.

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

Got'cha. How about the remaining two types?

[witchless.livejournal.com]

Dancing hands are weak to fire and block ice. Those won't be a problem.

Primitive idols are weak to lighting and block light and darkness skills.

[j3gus.livejournal.com]

So, three types of these shadows are something I can handle and I don't use magical type attacks. Do you know which ones are weaker or slower than the others?

If not, I guess I'll find out. [With that, Dave drew his sword at the hip in a surprisingly disciplined stance.]