Lezard: "Jinkies! Please, I'm too young to die!" *He squealed, sarcastically wiggling his bottom to each side.*
Rachael: "Oh brother." *She face palmed and continued to walk towards the village.*
Twortz: *She noticed Rachael face palming, causing her to cough in a professional-like manner.* "I apologise for allowing my personal feelings to get the better of me. I would like you not to mention my figure or weight again, please?"
Lezard: "What a shocking turn around? Of course! I'll try my best-"
*A young man squealed and ran down the shore, catching the party's attention.*
?????: "Me needs help!" *He squealed and struggled to lift his feet off the sand, causing him to awkwardly lean to each side.*
Twortz: "What is it now?" *She hissed under her breath, staring at the man in an annoyed-like manner.*
Rachael: "Who-?"
?????: "Bad, it bad!" *He whimpered in fear, running towards Rachael in a fright.*
Lezard: *He observed the man, tilting his head in curiosity.* "A young man, with a deliciously small nose ran towards me and the girls in fright."
Twortz: "There is nothing delicious about a nose."
Lezard: "Allow me to pick my own adverbs, thankies!"
Twortz: "How unprofessional." *She pretended to cough the words, glancing at Lezard.*
Lezard: "Lezard ignored the large vile beast and continued to annoyingly describe this gentleman's appearance."
Twortz: (I'm better than this-) *She gritted her teeth and looked away, closing her eyes in a calm-like manner.* (He's the type of customer that would disrupt the entire dining room-)
?????: "Lucky needs help, hyuck hyuck." *He chuckled in fear and rubbed his ears, bending over to catch his breath.*
Rachael: "Umm.." *She stepped back and slightly bent her knees, trying to look at his face.* "What's wrong?"
Lezard: "Ooo!" *He gasped in amazement, taking a closer look at the man.* "He has one blue and green eye, but you can't really tell because he squints one eye, naww, that's cute."
Twortz: *She stared at Lezard with an emotionless face.* "What. Are. You. Doing..?"
Rachael: "What's your name?"
?????: "Lucky, hyuck hyuck. Lucky my name." *He leant up and continued to rub his ears, trying to express his distress.*
Rachael: "Lucky?"
Lucky: "Me?" *He pointed at himself, as if he was confused.*
Twortz: "It appears he dresses himself, it's quite apparent..."
Lezard: "That's mean." *He frowned with a sarcastic pout.* "Poor little Lucky."
Rachael: (He has autism?)
Lucky: "Lucky find help, help please." *He rocked back and forth, as if he was nervous to hear their answer.*
Twortz: "We can't just-"
Rachael: "Unacceptable." *She spoke under her breath, quickly looking at Lucky with an enthusiastic smile.* "Of course, we'll help you."
Twortz: "..."
Lezard: "Rachy, one. Meanie, zero."
Twortz: "Please be quiet." *She coughed and spoke in a professional-like manner, causing Lezard to whine in defeat.*
Rachael: "What's wrong, Lucky?"
Lucky: "My friend, he sick. Needs help." *He grabbed Rachael's hand like a child and stepped back, as if he wanted to run back in the direction he came from.*
Rachael: "Let's go?"
Twortz: (She really is like Ashton..) *She sighed in thought and hesitantly nodded her head.*
Lucky: "This way, Lucky show!" *He spoke with determination and pulled Rachael forward, running onto the sand.*
Lezard: "Oh no, not more running." *He pouted and stretched his arms, as if he was about to run a marathon.*
Twortz: "Suck it up." *She spoke in a condescending manner.*
Lezard: "Ouchies. And here I was thinking you were allergic to running, bwarharh." *He hobbled past Twortz and onto the sand, chasing after Rachael and Lucky.*
Twortz: (Allergic?) *She tilted the frying pan and stared at her reflection, observing her triple chin in disgust.* (I know what I am.. I can't help it-)
Rachael: "Twortz!"
Twortz: *She looked up and started to waddle across the grass in the direction the party ran towards.* (Unless they're going into the water, there's no need to go on the sand and waste energy.)
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*Luna, Nathan, Trevour and the champion walked around thick trees, stepping over rocks, sticks and other obstacle-like parts of the terrain.*
Trevour: *He frowned in exhaustion and quickly tugged Luna closer, allowing her to blissfully avoid a thick tree.* "Should we rest, everyone-?"
Nathan: "No."
Champion: "We should at least wait until we're out of this Purity Zone." *She spoke with a high innocent-like tone of voice.*
Trevour: "O-Okay."
Luna: "I'm gettin' tired." *She looked up and sighed with a dropping jaw.*
Champion: *She noticed the smeared black make-up all over Luna's face.* "Do you possess Rostical?"
Luna: "Gah! Not this Rostickal thing again!"
Champion: "Oh my? I don't under-?"
Trevour: "Nathan has temporary memory loss, and Luna appears to not know any basic fundamental rules of this world.."
Luna: "Aye?"
Nathan: "What are you talking about?" *He raised an eyebrow in curiosity, before placing his hands on his head.*
Trevour: "I have a hard time understanding how someone, no matter where they're from, does not know the basics of life."
Luna: "I-..?"
Champion: "Well, I'll be happy to teach you." *She smiled and spoke in a carefree manner, as if she didn't care.*
Nathan: "So, she's from the stars?" *He looked confused, pointing towards the sky.*
Trevour: "I'm not sure, sir-"
Luna: "Stop talkin' like I'm not here, and I'm no damned alien!"
Trevour, Champion and Nathan: "Alien?"
Luna: "Wat the f-?"
Champion: "So, Rostical." *She smiled and hobbled to each side, as if she wasn't bothered by Luna's lack of knowledge.*
Luna: *She pouted in a defeated-like manner, as if she wanted to leave.* (If I knew where I was and if my vision was back, I'd ditch these freaks-)
Champion: "You have Neurons. Neurons are-"
Luna: "Just stop." *She sighed, causing the champion to look confused.*
Trevour: "But, madam, she's telling you what you should already know-"
Luna: "Did Lance put you up to this? OK, come on out, brother."
Trevour: "Lance? A weapon?"
Luna: "No, my-, gah! Don't worry 'bout it-"
*The champion and Trevour suddenly gasped in pleasure, causing Luna to pull an awkward face.*
Luna: "If anythin' rank touches me, I won't be afraid to bite that shit off-"
Nathan: "No, I think that means we're out of the Purity Zone now."
Trevour: "Affirmative, sir. Heh heh." *He smirked and took a deep breath filled with growing confidence.*
Champion: "Oh my, this feels great."
Luna: "I gotta admit, you're determination to keep up this stupid joke is-" *She paused in mid-sentence, causing Trevour to stop.*
Nathan: "What is it now?"
Luna: "Who's there?"
Champion: "Who? Who are you speaking to?"
Luna: "The wind? Someone's standin' next to me, right?"
Trevour: *He looked past Luna, causing him to shake his head.* "Negative. There's nobody there, madam."
Luna: "But that feelin'?"
Trevour: "See?" *He swayed his arm across, showing that nobody else was there.*
Luna: "Oh, yea."
Trevour- "Excel-" *He paused in realisation.* (Blast, she got me again.)
Champion: "Now that I have Rostical, I'll take my leave-"
Nathan: "Huh?" *He looked confused, glancing in the direction Luna mentioned.* "I feel something coming towards us."
Luna: "See?"
Trevour: "But-?" *He gently let go of Luna's elbow, slowly becoming weary.* (This woman.) *He thought to him
self in confusion, glancing at Luna.* (Everything about her doesn't make sense-)
Champion: "If you're running away from the warriors, maybe it's the stress clouding your judge-?"
?????: "Noellll!" *A deep snarly roar echoed from the forest, causing the sounds of bristling leaves to be heard.*
Luna: "Wateva that was, it wasn't me."
Champion: "That sounded like a Scoldrant."
Nathan: "Well, it certainly isn't a warrior."
Champion: "Oh my, you're right." *She spoke with a smile and hobbled backwards, keeping a safe distance from the forest.*
Nathan: "It sucks, I don't have a sword-"
Luna: "Why are you bein' such a pussy? Use your fists like a man."
Nathan: "Like a man? That's sexist."
Luna: "Huh-?" *She sounded shocked.*
*A large green chameleon stepped outside the forest, glaring at the party with its elongated eyes.*
Scoldrant: "Nooeell."
Trevour: "Sir! Since you can't currently fight, take the madam!"
Luna: "I have a freakin' name!-"
Nathan: "Just shut up! If you want proof about Rostical, here's your chance."
Luna: "Ah, sure! I'll keep my eyes peeled open-"
Trevour: "You said you're a Rostical User, what elemental affinity are you?!" *He shouted in a worried-like manner and stared at the Scoldrant with a frown.*
Champion: "What is it weakened too?"
Trevour: "It looks reptilian, perhaps ice? Or maybe fire since it's green-?"
Nathan: *He held his head in pain, as if he was remembering something.* "It's weakened to the ground affinity."
Trevour: "Ground? Fantastic."
Champion: "How do you know that?"
Trevour: "He's a Scoldrant-" *He paused in mid-sentence.* "I mean-"
Nathan: "Tssk-" *He sighed, glancing at the champion.* "I know my Scoldrants. Trust me."
Luna: "Borin'-"
Scoldrant: "Noelll! Sonic Roar." *It roared out of shock wave at Trevour, causing a vortex of wind to blow past him.*
Trevour: "T-Temperamental!" *He crossed his arms, standing in a solid form.*
Champion: *She stood out of the vortex's range, watching Trevour hold his own.* (His stance is very strong-)
Luna: "Pathet-" *The vortex of wind violently blew her clothes and black hair back.* "Gah-?!"
Nathan: *He frowned and stood in front of Luna, weakening the shock wave's strength.* (That's strong for a mid-strength Scoldrant-)
Champion: "I have this! ICICLE EDGE" *She swayed her arm downwards, causing four spears of ice to blast down from the sky.*
Nathan: *He looked up, watching mist spiral around the falling ice spears.* (She uses ice!-)
Scoldrant: *It suddenly hopped to the side, closely avoiding the ice spears.* "Neololooo-"
Luna: "C'mon! Use your magic already!"
Nathan: "She just did."
Luna: "Yea, no." *She sounded unconvinced.*
Trevour: *He straightened his arms and clapped his hands shut, causing a brown glyph to zigzag underneath him.* "SWIRLING SANDPIT"
Scoldrant: *A splash of sand swirled around one of its legs, causing it to lean to one side.* "Noe-?"
Champion: "Excellent!" *She swayed her arms and spun around, causing a blue glyph of swirls to draw itself underneath her feet.*
Luna: *She stared into space with a dropping jaw, as if she was imagining what was happening.* "Bull. Shit."
Trevour: "Let's do this, madam!" *He shouted with an echoing voice and dropped to one knee.*
Champion: "Right after you! AQUA LIQUID" *She swayed her arm up, causing a sudden wave of water to splash the Scoldrant across the face.*
Scoldrant: "Noel!-" *It lifted its foot and hopped back, preparing to charge towards Trevour.*
Nathan: (It freed itself!) *He formed fists, as if he wanted to participate in the fight.*
Trevour: "Oh, no you don't! DUST STORM"
*A ring of sand splashed like water and grew in speed, suddenly erupting up underneath the Scoldrant's chin.*
Scoldrant: "Neeeooo!-" *It roared in pain, as a high pressured stream of moving sand violently grazed its scales.*
Trevour: "Fantastic!-"
Scoldrant: "Sonic Rush." *It swayed its leg to the side, blowing a scattered shock wave past Trevour.*
Trevour: "Ah-?" *He slid across the ground and stumbled back, falling onto his back, causing his armour to rattle.* "St-Sturdy!"
Champion: (The ability to use sand is very rare!-) "Use a rock based attack and we'll try and crack its legs, allowing us to flee!"
Luna: (Th-They're using m-magic?!)
Trevour: "I can't."
Champion: "Oh my? You can use sand? You have to use rock."
Trevour: "I'm afraid not-"
Luna: "K-Kill it!" *She screamed with growing fear.* "With fire! With fire!"
Nathan: "It's resistant to fire!-"
Luna: "Burn it! Fire!-" *She twitched in sheer terror, causing Nathan to grab her.*
Nathan: "Shut up-"
Luna: "D-Don't tell me wat to-, th-this is fucked!-"
Nathan: "I'm holding you because I'm here. I know its weaknesses, okay? I'll make sure you're fine."
Luna: *She uncontrollably twitched in fear.* "Fucking magic, man!"
Nathan: "I promise." *He tightened his hold around Luna, emphasising his words.*
Luna: *She slowly nod her head in understanding.* "W-Wateva..."
Champion: (This isn't good. Despite regaining the ability to use Rostical again. I'm still weak from running away from them-)
Trevour: *He leant up and awkwardly stood on his feet, straightening his body.* "It's got a strong Rasticplash behind its attacks-"
Scoldrant: "Sonic Roar." *It leant back and opened its toothless mouth, roaring out a shock wave.*
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