Rolled 4, 9, 5 = 18 (3d20)
>>5744449You twirl around the Power Pole. “So. If it DOES turn into some kind of giant robot, what kind of ridiculous name do we give it?”
“Oversized sand scorpion?” your uncle recommends.
“Rejected ‘Mummies Alive’ playset.” Videl suggests. You laugh, but raise an eyebrow at her just a bit.
“Hmm... how about Lok? Sogi? Jart?” Zubastik offers. “Ah! I know. Gronko.”
Videl chuckles a little. “Okay, kinda feeling that last one.”
“Let’s stay focused.” Eagalia says as she carefully moves forward in her bird mode.
https://youtu.be/myxUmcpBaqU?si=CwdfmwRzn4kOlXJw“Right. Leave the Destron Gas to me.” you start to use telekinesis to gather it up again, attachment to the Power Pole and Wind Magic helping bring it into one place.
As everyone walks in, crossing the vaguely arthropod leg-like arches, you get the feeling that there’s something much further down that’s actually producing the Destron Gas. But the stuff outside seems to… almost be byproduct, if anything. Given what you just went through with the not-Mechagodzilla the size of a small city, that’s definitely not a good sign. Inside it’s… ominously silent. There are distant, computerized beeps, but they don’t seem to be like the language you’d heard prior, and definitely doesn’t feel like there’s any Ki with them. You come across a series of tubes leading across some walkways, and from them you can notice the presence of Destron Gas flowing through.
You motion for everyone to start following it, gathering up a substantial amount of Destron Gas along the way, and… finally starting to locate a proper Ki signature in the area. Except it’s not one you were expecting. It feels… twisted, in a way. You come across several Metal Beast larva things in compartments with transparent barriers in front of them, monitors tracking some things you can’t read, but they’re strangely docile, or at least in a state of torpor. They barely even notice you all as you pass through.
That’s when you finally see it. In a large room with several of the tubes leading to it, downright lousy with Destron Gas, there’s a purple chamber with of all things, an organic inside it… though not quite one you were expecting. It’s small, possibly possessing purple skin, a skinny tail with a stinger on the end, and horns. And that Ki, though small, is unmistakable. “A… a demon…?” you exhale in almost disbelief.
(cont.)