Between the time Goodwill lands and the moment he starts speaking, the first man to arrive at the park drops some small objects into the fountain, like he expected this to happen.

The water of the fountain bubbles and explodes into various forms that leap out of the water. All are sort of blobby/gooey-looking, like Jello. Most have two legs that end in sort of elephant-foot-like cylinders. Most have two arms that end in sort of boxing-glove like big mitts. Most have large bumps between their shoulders where one might expect heads to be. All look strong.

--There's an orange one that's extra-big, about 9 feet tall.
--There's a small orange one that has six tentacles like an octopus (hexapus?) instead of arms or legs as such.
--There's a flying one, yellow, with sort of dragon wings growing out of where a person would have shoulderblades.
--There's a white one with ten thinner finger-like protrusions on the end of each arm.

The big one stomps toward Goodwill.

The small one... tentacles... toward Scraps.

The other two stay by the two men, as if standing guard. "So anyway..." the man who created these gelatinous menaces says, resuming his talk with Blackjack...
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Having zoomed toward the one on the left, White Lynx backed up slightly to get away from the strange gelatinous being. Well now, this was a bit of a problem. The new guy summoned them, so maybe taking him out would weaken them? Or maybe they didn’t even need him to do anything anymore. Either way, she hoped that having two beings of gelatinous/watery substance was a bad call on their part. After all, water conducts electricity.

Thrusting her palm out, Lynx sent sparks flying towards the two men and their odd bodyguards, hoping to keep them incapacitated long enough for Cosmic Girl to more permanently deal with them.

White Lynx rolled 9 using 2d6+2 with rolls of 1,6.  Hold Them Off! With Confident.
--They can’t attack anyone they weren’t already attacking

The now-familiar sound of vwwoorrrppp!!! rang out, and Cosmic Girl streaked out of the sky, letting rip with her rapid-fire cosmic blasts! There were plenty to choose from, but she was skilled at multi-target combat, and while she flew up above to make strafing runs, most of them would not be able to reach her to retaliate!

OOC: 14:31, Today: Cosmic Girl rolled 7 using 2d6+1 with rolls of 2,4.  Attack the goopy things!

Roll made with the -1 forward penalty. Result: Hit Hard for +1 Stun. Using Area of Effect ability!
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"You get Blackjack and the other guy," Goodwill half-suggested/half-ordered. They weren't a team, and he wasn't in charge. It just seemed like the right thing to say. "Scraps and I will take care of the Jello Fellows."

Hoping this could be ended quickly, Goodwill stepped in and threw a haymaker at the big one.


Goodwill rolled 8 using 2d6+2 ((4,2)). (Includes -1 penalty)
--Hit hard
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The winged foe spreads its wings to protect the two men.

The white foe, on the other hand, moves forward to grab for White Lynx. It's not bothered by her sparks at all.

(10:39, Today: The Grandmaster rolled 4 using 2d6+1 ((1,2)).)

Fortunately, White Lynx is too fast for the white thing and its grabby hands... this time...

---

The three goo-monsters were hit by Cosmic Girl's energies, and seemed somewhat harmed.

The winged one, however, its wings already spread, seemed to enjoy soaking up her blasts. It turned from yellow to orange... then, it took off, flying over everyone's heads (well, everyone but Cosmic Girl, of course).

It touched its gooey brethren, each in turn... they seemed ready to fight anew...

The flying one turned back to yellow... then it came straight for Cosmic Girl...

---

The big one was rocked back by Goodwill's blow, but then it counterattacked.

(12:04, Today: The Grandmaster rolled 12 using 2d6+1 ((5,6)).

Goodwill takes 2 stress... and -1 forward.)

What the heck? Goodwill felt weaker... was this thing stealing his power somehow...?

(12:10, Today: The Grandmaster rolled 5 using 2d6+1 ((3,1)).)

It swung at him again... but missed, thank goodness...

Dang it! These things were specially designed to combat the four of them, weren't they? The big one didn't seem bothered by a punch, the flying one absorbed cosmic energy... the white one absorbed sparks... and Goodwill didn't even want to find out what the little one with the tentacles was designed to do to Scraps.

Gritting his teeth in frustration, he turned and kicked the hexapus, hoping to send it flying well away from his beloved puppy.



Goodwill rolled 12 using 2d6+2 ((6,4)). (includes -1 penalty)
--Hits hard
--Avoids retaliation

So the white one didn’t mind a bit of electricity, huh? Not to mention how her sparks seemed to end with them. She guessed the other man put something in them to prevent her from getting through them. Drat. In any case, Goodwill seemed to have a good idea. If certain members of this goo squad weren’t going to take any damage from certain members of their group, then there was no sense matching up with their respective goos. Lynx just hoped that it was only the yellow winged guy that could heal the others. If they all could, the four of them were in serious trouble.

Getting ready to fire more sparks, White Lynx aimed again, this time solely at the flying goober. Hopefully she could draw it away from Cosmos, possibly even keep it on the ground.

White Lynx rolled 7 using 2d6+2 with rolls of 4,1.  Looking to Hold Off a flying pile of goo. W/Confident.
--You draw them away from people you choose (Away from Cosmic Girl and, if possible, the sky)

The small blob goes flying into the bushes on the other side of the fountain.

The big one, however, is still ready for action.

(12:24, Today: The Grandmaster rolled 9 using 2d6+2 ((2,5)).

Goodwill takes two stress, and takes -2 forward... but he may attempt, if he wishes, to counter-attack for free, before he does anything else...)

WHAM, it tries to drive Goodwill through the sidewalk like a tent peg... and it's a pretty good try. Oww.

---

The flying blobby thing is distracted by White Lynx. It flies lower, and stops moving toward Cosmic Girl for the moment...

But this gives the white blob-man an opportunity...

(12:28, Today: The Grandmaster rolled 8 using 2d6+1 ((3,4)). White Lynx takes 2 stress, but if she chooses to counter-attack the white thing next round, she may take +1 forward...)

The white blobby thing grabs White Lynx.

EWWWWWWWW. It's like being grabbed by a sentient glue stick.

She manages to tear herself away, but she's also kind of freaked out.
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Well, she isn't a genius, but Cosmic Girl is no fool. She's not going to shoot that flying dragon thing again, it seemed to LOVE that! Instead, she zipped across the air, and launched a blast of cosmic power right at that fellow in white who seemed to be in control of these blobby things!

OOC:
18:52, Today: Cosmic Girl rolled 9 using 2d6+2 with rolls of 5,2.  Let's shoot the bad guys with a Forceful attack! Effect: +1 stun!

"Arrrgh!" Damn it, that hurt. That blobby whatever-it-is was strong. Goodwill retaliated with a punch of his own, still hoping that it wasn't as durable as he was.


Goodwill rolled 10 using 2d6+1 ((4,5)). (includes -2 penalty)
--Hit hard
--Avoid retaliation

(This is exactly what the flying one is meant to prevent, so I rolled for it, but gave it a big penalty because of White Lynx's efforts.

12:56, Today: The Grandmaster rolled 8 using 2d6-2 ((4,6)).)

The flying goo-man notices what Cosmic Girl is up to just in time, and it swoops toward its creator (the guy in gray) in order to protect him.

It sort of works. It accidentally knocks into Blackjack, who knocks into the other guy, and Blackjack takes Cosmic Girl's hit.

Annoyed, Blackjack smacks the yellow goo-man away from him. (Blackjack takes 2 stress. The yellow blobby thing takes 2 stress.)

"Stuff like that is gonna keep happening," growls Blackjack, forgetting to use the quiet voice he'd been using up until now. "Let me deal with these punks."

"No! Let the experiment continue! The data I gain is worth the harm otherwise done! Your mind does not race at the speed mine does! Now be quiet! I must observe what happens next!"

Goodwill struck well, not even leaving himself open to counter-attack.

The thing attacked him again anyway.

(16:24, Today: The Grandmaster rolled 9 using 2d6+2 ((6,1)).

Goodwill takes 2 new stress, but only takes -1 forward.)

POW. That hit wasn't as solid... the big blob-man seemed a little unsteady... Or was it that it felt a little softer than last time...? A little more firm...?

Of course, Goodwill didn't feel too great, himself...

“Oh gods...so gross...”

Finally out of the goo-monster’s grasp, Lynx turns back around to face it, frustrated. So it was just going to keep coming at her if she focused elsewhere? That was annoying. But that was also probably the point. Hearing the two villains bicker kinda cinched that anyways. It seemed Goo Man had a penchant for being annoying. Instead of punching out the white blob, White Lynx kind of wanted to shout at them to try and undermine Blackjack’s faith in this guy and get him to do...something. Maybe fight, stand down, flee, whatever. Just something to screw with their plans otherwise. But anything she could really say right now didn’t seem like it would have much power behind it, considering that the four globs were still going strong.

She guessed that meant they just had to take some of them down first. Careful to place herself between the white blob and the man controlling it, she began counter-attacking at the blob with a flurry of kicks and punches. Mostly though, this was an attempt at driving the globby substance away from the others. If it came forward anyways, as she hoped it would, it would take a decent, if small, beating.

White Lynx rolled 10 using 2d6+3 with rolls of 3,4.  It’s a Hold Them Off Counterattack! Features a +1 Forward.
--Give them a choice between backing off or be stunned
--They can’t act as effectively (-1 Stun ongoing until your actions are countered)

The white blob-man backs off. Great, it's not attacking... but she knows it will as soon as she does anything else... Now what?

Scraps could see his Human in trouble with the ‘big orange one that's extra-big’, and immediately jumped forward to protect Goodwill by snapping at the big globby-monster’s heels.

- rolled 9 using 2d6+2 with rolls of 3,4.  Hold ‘Em Off (-1).
‘You draw them away from people you choose’ ... draw it away from everyone else, by making it chase Scraps

Puppies had a way of not only getting a hold of people’s ankles and pulling them off balance, but also to frustrate that person so badly that they turn around and begin chasing the pup, wildly swinging kicks at it.

Well, that was useful. Okay, so she did not hit the person she wanted, but giving Blackjack a bloody nose was definitely not a bad consolation prize. So much so, that Cosmic Girl decided to give it another go! Still flying over the crowd, and with an eye out for that flying creation's mischief, she set out another staccato barrage of cosmic bolts from her hands, once again aiming the damage at the new villain, that guy in gray!

OOC:
00:57, Today: Cosmic Girl rolled 13 using 2d6+2 with rolls of 5,6.  Forceful attack!

Holy baloney! She's back on form now she's doing what she does best! So, we get:

*Hits Hard for +1 Stun!
*Avoids most of the retaliation for -1 Stun!

Pewpewpew!!!

What was going on here? Goodwill had taken some super-beatings before, and had never felt quite like this. Was the creature draining his strength, his vitality?

Still, it was blobbier than it had been, so beating it seemed maybe within reach. And breaking things with his fists was definitely where Goodwill shone. So he hoped that the next hit would be all it took to put this thing down... because he might not have that many more left in him. He actually felt a little sick, even. And he didn't get sick.


Goodwill rolled 11 using 2d6+2 ((3,6)). (-1 penalty)
--Hit Hard
--Avoid retaliation

So her plan wasn’t quite working as well as she hoped... Right now, she was keeping the white blob away, but it wasn’t going after her anyway. She wondered how exactly all this worked. Were these blobs partially autonomous, or was the other man controlling all of them at once? Due to the “Blackjack getting hit” mishap, she assumed that the white and yellow ones were on some sort of standing order to bodyguard the guy that summoned them, but getting between them didn’t seem to do anything. She could maybe try a feint or something against the men, ready to smack the white blob. However, not only was it not the only one protecting them, but she also couldn’t be certain that it would work in the first place.

Lynx knew she wasn’t a great fighter in the first place and that this thing seemed capable of absorbing any of her sparks. The easy answer was to just ignore it and help one of the others. Teaming up against one would make things much easier, but would also leave one of them able to get her with ease. She had to focus on this one first. Lynx didn’t expect to win a straight fight and what she was doing right now was only stalling... What if she chased it away? Hmm, that could be possible if she were to slowly advance. Keep herself in the clear while getting closer. But that would leave her open to anyone else jumping in. Not to mention it wouldn’t get her very far quickly enough. And leading it away might not work either, since it would probably just go right back to defending the men. If she could just annoy them a bit, maybe she could make the man vindictive enough to have it go after her, but she doubted that would be as effective if she hadn’t actually hurt anyone yet. Maybe it was time to give fighting a go? Hopefully, she could catch it off-guard with a sharp kick!

White Lynx rolled 6 using 2d6-1 with rolls of 5,2.  It’s Clobbering Time, but bad.

The big blob-man, apparently annoyed, started chasing Scraps, trying to step on him.

(09:39, Today: The Grandmaster rolled 7 using 2d6 ((6,1)).)

A giant stump-like foot came down on the back half of Scraps...

It was like a big pail of Jello falling on him. It didn't literally hurt him-- he just wriggled right out of it. It did freak Scraps out, though.

(Scraps takes -1 forward.)

---

(09:45, Today: The Grandmaster rolled 5 using 2d6 ((1,4)).)

The flying blob-man tries to block again, but this time it is not in time.

(The guy in gray takes 3 stress.

(09:49, Today: The Grandmaster rolled 5 using 2d6+1 ((2,2)).)

Then, the flying creature attacks Cosmic Girl, but fails to catch her...

"Bah! I had thought that my Chemical Men would be up to the challenge of a flying teenager, however energetic! But I see that the experiment has, in that respect, failed. Blackjack, you have permission to help them."

"Sure," says Blackjack. He stomps and smashes the sidewalk, and then picks up a fist-sized piece of concrete, and prepares to chunk it at Cosmic Girl if she comes close enough again...

---

The big Chemical Man reels. It really seems damaged, somehow... It stumbles slowly back toward the fountain...

---

White Lynx's attack fails as the white Chemical Man grabs her... EWWWWWW, it's worse than last time! It's got both her wrists and-- and one of her feet is stuck in it, too...!

(White Lynx is stuck, but at least she takes 1 new xp.

How will White Lynx attempt to get free? Or will someone else try to help?)
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The blob-man was tumbling back into the fountain, nearly destroyed. But it came out of the fountain to begin with, so it couldn't be allowed to fall in... it might come back out refreshed and blobbier than ever! Goodwill needed to destroy the thing before it could fall in, hopefully by landing one last good punch...!


Goodwill rolled 14 using 2d6+3 ((6,5)).
--Hit Hard
--Avoid retaliation


Smiling, he turned to Blackjack, whom he was practically right on top of already.

"Your turn," he said.

Scraps felt gooey and icky from the globulous gunk all over his hind quarters ... but he knew, in his little doggy brain, that he had to keep this thing's attention focused on him.   Keep it chasing him, and let Gil take care of the others in the meantime.

And so Scraps continued barking and cavorting and jumping around the creature's legs ... annoying it so much that it forgot about everything else.
- rolled 9 using 2d6+2 with rolls of 5,2.  cont 'Hold Em Off'.

Lynx was definitely in a jam now. She could barely move, with only one limb free. Even if she could kick the thing hard enough for it to hurt, such a gambit would likely just get her other leg stuck. But maybe she could drag herself, and the blob, over to a tree or something? Try to use said tree to scrape the offending mass of goo to unstick? She didn’t really have another option, did she?

Sticking out her free leg away from the sticky substance, Lynx began dragging the both of them away from the men and towards a nearby tree.

Would this be an Agility roll?

Highly enthused at her previous success, Cosmic Girl decided it was time to bring out the big guns! Still keeping an eye out for the flying monstrosity - and now for anything Blackjack might have to throw at her, to boot - she continued to zip about above the melee, trying to get a really good line of fire. And then it appeared! Wasting no time, she unleashed a blazing greeny-purple blast of cosmic doom from her eyes, aiming right at the chest of the Grey Guy!!!

FWOOSH!!!

OOC:

13:53, Today: Cosmic Girl rolled 11 using 2d6+2 with rolls of 5,4.  Cosmic Eye Ray Clobberin' Time Forceful Attack - ACTIVATE!!!

Once again, a very satisfying zapping! So let's repeat the previous result!

> Hit Hard for +1 Stun
> Avoid Retaliation for -1 Stun
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White Lynx rolled 9 using 2d6-1 with rolls of 4,6.  Forceful. What a drag.

The big Chemical Man falls to the ground-- and fell apart, like Jello that had dried up and started cracking (is that even possible? No one has ever not eaten Jello long enough to find out how it ages). That one's done, unless maybe enough of its pieces get wet again.

Blackjack glares at Goodwill. "Yer on," he says, and he chunks the hunk of broken concrete he's holding at Goodwill's head.

(10:17, Today: Blackjack rolled 2 using 2d6 ((1,1)).)

He misses!

A tree cracks somewhere behind Goodwill as the concrete hits it. Poor tree.

---

Scraps barks at the dead Chemical Man! BARK! BARK! Stupid chemicals! He'll show them what for! He mocks them for being evil! Canine scorn suffuses the air!

(Scraps takes +1 forward.)

---

White Lynx gets free of the white Chemical Man by scraping him against a tree, but it's both difficult and icky.

(White Lynx is free again for the moment, but she takes -1 forward and takes 1 stress.)

---

Cosmic Girl doesn't fail to take advantage of Blackjack being distracted by Goodwill. With excellent aerial agility, Cosmic Girl blasts the guy who made the Chemical Men again. Sucks to be him.

(10:25, Today: The Grandmaster rolled 12 using 2d6+1 ((5,6)).)

However, the flying Chemical Man follows this up with a flying tackle-punch-with-both-fists of its own.

(Cosmic Girl takes 2 stress, and needs to make an Agility roll to stay airborne.)
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