Monster Fortress 2: The Rise of the Mooks

He was uneased by this, he knew they were gonna come back with a party and hes never enjoyed team fights.. but as the will to flee showed in his face he balled a fist with his right hand and climbed up a tree nearby, being sure to cover himself in the leaves. "I'll be the eyes for us, when I see them coming I'll give you guys a signal, seem good?" He said keeping his eyes in constant motion, he was ready for them whenever they came. Dart knew he was no good as a front line fighter, but he was gonna do what he could to help.

Once having a better vantage point, Dart was able to spot a group of heroes. There were three of them. One was a male swordsman who seemed to have only a training sword, the ranger he had spotted before, and a larger older looking male wearing what appeared to be the closest to actual armor out of the group. It was obvious he was a tank, the heroes with highest health pools and abilities tailored to attracting the focus of monsters.

They seemed ready to fight, and began their approach. The tank was charging forward with the swordsman not far behind, while the ranger seemed to running alongside the tank. Normally this wasn't a good idea, with the ranger having the lowest health pool out of the three, but it was obviouse from their movements they were either overconfident, new, stupid, or all three.

In either case, while the Imps stood in the back line guarding the fairy, who possessed the only healing they had available, Harn and the goblins took the front line. Yul stood behind the goblins, seeming to be charging her magic just as the take crested the hill and charged the heroes position.

The hunter let loose a single arrow, which flew and smashed into the shoulder of one of the four goblins besides rita, yul, and Harn. In an instant her was throw to the ground and burst into code, killed instantly as a critical damage notification popped up where he once stood.

The imps started the counter attack, each throwing an orb of fire at the tank. Each orb did five points of damage, bringing the heroes life bar up for all to see.

85/100

Rita looked to Harn, questioningly after they already lost a gob. This was going to be a challenge. But She was going to take the risk. She made a run for the front line, eyes locked on the hunter. with a good range she jumped up, swinging the sword up overhead to bring it down on the hunter.

The attack came crashing down, the hunter trying to dodge but merely seeming to jump into the path of the blade itself. An 18 popped up above the Hunters head, sending her health down by a decent chunk.

22/40

Dart did a low-volumed screech loud enough for only Harn, Rita, and a few of the other front liners to hear to signal the enemy before they came into view.

Music:

As the battle revved up he starts breaking branches/twigs and carry a few, moving in closer along the tree line to basically be in the front-line with Rita as he did so. He saw Rita going in for an attack, and as he saw her swing he aimed for the same hero as well, shooting a Fire Spark at the hunter from behind as the blade came in for her.

He knew that he had to do more to help however so he started throwing sticks at the back of the swordsman's head, sending about 4 his way, Darts plan was to annoy this hero and separate him from the other 2 especially since a sword wasn't gonna reach Dart way up in the tree he was in, even if the sticks would do little to nothing in terms of damage.

The life indicator of the ranger took another hit, dropping to 17 hp. In the manner of seconds, the Hunter was clearly regretting their decision to be on the front.

Yul let out a shout as she threw her magic, the hazy mist smacking into the face of of the tank. With it, a debuff came up above his head.

Disoriented: Attack stats reduced by 5

The tank seemed to wobble, throwing an attack with his heavy axe and missing anything close to a target. In return, the tank took a voley of blows from the goblins.

70/100 hp

Harn himself charged alongside Rita, following her lead and attacking the hunter, roaring out in the rage he held against all heroes. With his fists, he brought a blow against the hunters face, dealing higher damage then the other goblins with their claws.

10/40 hp

The swordsman charged froward, seeming to target Rita, until the multiple sticks made contact with his head. He instantly looked up to Dart as he stood in his tree, and the hero ran towards the tree to try and attack Dart.

The trio of Imps let loose another group of fire balls, smashing into the armor of the Tank.

55/100

The Slime from earlier decided enough was enough as the swordsmen began charging directly at the tree that they had been attached to when they were sucking up the sap. Hoping to not get in the middle of this was out of the question and it seems that the swordsmen was to preoccupied by the Imp above. The slime took this as an advantaged and pushed off the tree thinking to themselves in their inner mind "what ever happened to my survival instinct." as they aimed directly at the unaware swordsman's foot to cause him to trip on the slime's now extra gooey body. With luck and determination (plus the rookie swordsmen poor awareness and skill) the slime would be able to put another kill under his belt and who knows, the swordsmen may fall upon his own sword. "Oh, wouldn't that be ironic, get it. Because the swords made of iron... at least that is what I think they mean by ironic."

OMG:

OMG:

There was so much going on! They had so many people, including a slime to help them out. This was great, but she couldn't lose herself in thought she had to keep going.

Stumbling back slightly after the hit Rita grasped tighter on her sword and began to spin, "Harn! Jump!!" she shouted, mid spin, taking a step towards the Hunter, intending to slash across or through their midsection.

Dart didn't even notice the Slime until a moment before it jumped at the swordsman, he had already been charging another Fire Spark, but accounting for him to fall, he shoots where he expects the middle of his back to be once the swordsman falls down.

OMG:

The Hunter let loose another Arrow, seeming to realize their trouble and attempting to retreat from the battle.

The Arrow flew towards Rita, and went into her shoulder, doing 7 damage to the goblin.

13/20 for Rita

The Tank swung a large axe down, smashing against the unwary Harn, striking him for 5 damage.

20/25 for Harn

The swordsman immediately fell over, grappled by the slime that had appeared from no where, and falling perfectly to get hit by the Imps fire ball, taking 5 damage. He quickly rolled over, and brought his sword down to try and cut the slime from his legs, dealing 5 damage to the slime.

With that, another volley of Fire balls collided with the tank, dealing fifeteen more damage to him. Which was followed by a crowd of goblins attacking at his legs.

40/100 hp

With the damage she had received, Rita's attack was lessened, receiving a minus 5 to her attack.

She swung wide, her blade accidentally cut harn and dealing another five damage to the goblin in the confusion of the melee.

15/25 hp for Harn

Dart did a slight chuckle at the swordsman's struggle. He thought to himself Why not use one of these big branches to my advantage? With that he climbed on over to the biggest branch overhead to the swordsman and began clawing at it relentlessly, his claws weren't the sharpest of any Imp but after a few seconds he made progress and it broke off, heading downwards straight for the swordsman's chest, there was a chance it would fall straight through his chest or land sideways knocking the wind out of him, however it was entirely dependent on how gravity affected it.

After doing this he retreated more into the leaves of the tree, watching Rita and Harn's progress with the other 2 and seeing if he needs to help them out.

the sword pierce the slime's gel but it wasn't gonna let the swordsmen get away with it. As the swordsmen pulled the sword away to make another swing, the slime released the leg and took flight with the sword and swung off onto the mans face. beginning to suffocate him. this would also make it harder for him to use his sword as he would risk swinging his sword so close to his face. If he did however the slime would mold out of the way to cause the sword to slash the mans face. hopefully at least.

Rita screeched in pain, in confusion she hurt her friend and whimpered apologize before dashing forward, trying to make her way at the hunter. Snarling she leaped forward, swinging her sword over head to slam down on the fleeing archer.

With the last of their magical energy, the firing line of Imps through one last volley at the Tank, the magical fire blasting away another fifteen of his health and bringing to a critically low health.

The goblins aided this, their attacks more ferocious as they now began to climb all over the weakened and dazed Tank, slashing and clawing at whatever they could. In a panic, the Tank dropped his large axe to the ground to try and pry what goblins he could off of his body

20/100 tank hp

The Hunter was hit with a dazzling spell from from Yul, who had been in the back trying to get a good shot on the enemy hero. With it, the hunter became disoriented, and became a much easier target for Rita. With Rita's roar, the hunter was cut in two, a backstab notification popping and shooting the damage up by double.

Hunters HP: -14

The Hunter fell to the ground, a green mist hovering over them as they didn't derez. Barn growled out "Don't let them get to their ally or else they'll bring them back to life!"

The tank let out a roar, grabbing a goblin by their neck and squeezing until a crack was heard and it burst into code. A notification appeared above the Tank

Battle rage: Gain 5 attack, reduce in coming damage by 50%

With the combined efforts of the Slime and Imp, the swordsman was brought down from fifty hp to a much more manageable 20 hp. The large branch had done a good deal of damage, and the swordsman laid stunned.

Harn pulled back from the fight, running over to the fairy and being healed.

20/25 for Harn

Rita growled, and turned back, standing over the body. She took in what was going on around them before twisting herself so she could swing her sword around at the Tanks waist.

Dart looked over at the others progress just as the Tank used his buff and completely destroyed the Goblin, and shivered a little. What a cruel way to go..

After hearing the thunk of the branch hitting the swordsman he looked down at him and smirked, this slime was a random sort, but a very good one. They've got this guy beat.

Without wasting a second he jumps down and lands next to the swordsman, quickly grabbing and running off with the sword he had, hiding behind a tree to make sure he made a quick theft while he was stunned, leaving him unarmed so that the slime could continue to suffocate him if it wanted to. Dart made extra careful to not be seen by his tank-friend as well while doing this, as hes readying to make a surprise attack.

The Slime continued to suffocate the swordsmen who had now lost his sword to an imp. Allowing them to go on unharmed. The slime decided to go deeper into the human's body to see if they could extract some organs from the human while they were still alive. This could be useful later on for research.

With a flash of light, and a whoosh of sound, the mob pop for the location in which the battle was transpiring just happened to occur.

This regular pop also just happened to deposit a certain fuming orange ball of gas which was loudly cursing its fate, cursing the world, cursing the living, but most of all cursing the adventurers who so often seek him out for the goodies he leaves behind when defeated.

Then, the sound of adventurers once more reached his..........auditory senses.

'Why did I want to say ears?', he wondered, then quickly turned toward the sound to gaze in disbelief at what was occurring in front of him.

The orange ball of gas then reshaped into a malevolently gleeful face as he realized that today was about to be his lucky day.

He began to sing as he rapidly approached the melee, fury glowing in his gaseous eyes.

"I'm undead!~ I'm undeeeeaaaaad!~ Fuck yer shiiiiiiiiiiiit!~ I'M UNDEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAADD!~"

With that, the glowing orange ball of gas that is Poe the Wisp streaks toward the critically injured adventurer, seeking to unleash all the frustration, anger, despair, anguish, powerlessness, and now rising glee upon the staggered foe, hoping to inflict the same horrors upon them in a struggle of willpower which would, with a bit of luck, result in a successful possession.

(seeking to possess the tank)

The swordsman flash red, their health plummeting as the Slime pushed deep within them to try and perform it's grizzly extraction.

2/50

The Tank brought the arm down on another goblin, the little creatures neck snapping and dangling before derezzing. Before he could revel in the victory of another goblin slain, he yelled out as Rita's blade dug itself into his body. It stabbed clean through his side, a mortal wound if Rita had even seen one.

The next thing she saw was a fist smashing into her face, before she was launched across the field and on top of the incapacitated hunter.

5/20 hp for Rita

The tank roared out, shaking the earth as he seemed ready to charge forward to try and finish off the pale goblin. However, a singing orange cloud suddenly smashed into his face, stunning the Tank for a brief second.

Then he began to scream and flail around, swinging his limbs and shouting an endless stream of curses. A poor goblin and Imp were in his path, and we crushed from his thrashing and stomping limbs. However, he soon stopped moving completely, his eyes glowing orange as he stared off into the distance.

Tank 15/100 hp.

Poe gains experience for successful living possession, leveling up.

Poe could feel the player fighting to retake control, frantic clicking and confusion evident as menus opened and closed with no way to activate any of the options, not even the log out function.

Poe had done it, obtained a body. One that currently had a sword stabbed into its kidney, but better than nothing to be honest.

A little gray window popped in the corner of their vision, the party chat filling with shouts from the hunter for a Rez and the swordsman screaming for help and cursing slimes, nerfs being the main topic for them.

Meanwhile, the fairy flew over towards Rita, and used her second charge to healing Rita, bringing her up from 5 hp to 10

Dart peeked out towards the tank again after hearing it flail loudly, he didnt know what was going on, but he figured he might as well finish off the swordsman to allow the slime to.. well.. he didnt know. The thought of having ooze enter ones body was a disturbing thought but one he put to the side as he ran at the swordsman as fast as he could, slashing at the poor stunned mans torso to avoid hitting the slime and cause more damage than was intended. He does this as he makes his way over to Rita to make the most of his time.

"Hey, you alright??" he said, worried about how dinged up she looked, giving the Tank another odd look.

She thanked the Fairy, pushing up onto her feet before rubbing her nose on her arm, smudging the small amount of blood on her arm before looking to dart, "Yeah, I'm okay." She pushed up the rest of the way and carefully mad her way over to the tank. seeing how odd he looked she took the opportunity to grasp her sword and pull back, retrieving it as quickly as possible so she could.

she stumbled back, looking over her sword before to the slime and swordsman. She dashed forward, going to stab the hero in the back as she screeched, "Hey! NOOBS! TAKE A SCREENIE IT LASTS LONGER!!"

The Slime Wasn't ready for the imp's attack nor were they ready for the goblins.
So in an attempt to not get cleaved by friendly fire, The Slime pulled out what they wanted.
the organ list consisting of muscle fiber/tendons, bone fragments and a adrenal gland. This would surely kill the swordsmen but who gives a dam, the slime wanted organic matter to assimilate.

It began with a madman's laugh.

Poe's luck had finally turned around and now he was going to have some fun. Recalling how he had recently been treated by adventurers after his 'loot', Poe decided to give these a taste of their own medicine.

He quickly trotted his newly acquired vessel over to the hunter who was screaming for resurrection, a mischievous grin on the enslaved warrior's face.

Poe then proceeded to position the hunter's comrade directly above their head, and crouched.

Poe would raise the human warrior to standing position and repeat this action multiple times, taking great satisfaction in performing what he had come to recognize as an act of gloating among the adventurers, on adventurers.

It was then that Poe realized that there was a new object within his field of vision, and it clearly contained the words of the adventurers. The swordsman currently engulfed by slime was vociferously decrying the 'OP' nature of the creature, leading Poe to a sudden realization.

The little gray box in the corner of his field of view was a means of communicating. The words spoken were clearly intended for other adventurers, and were unfiltered as if it were impossible for anyone other than an adventurer to view them. After all, the text now filling the box was clearly directed at the adventurers possessed comrade. Apparently, they didn't like what Poe was doing. Not one bit. Poe found himself rather amused.

This state of affairs continued for a minute or two until Poe was satisfied with the degree of indignation he had incited in the adventurers, whereupon Poe began imitating the actions of adventurers who had described things like 'opening their inventory', or 'looking at the map'.

Poe could tell that these actions were not pointless, and that something he did not understand had been transpiring during these moments, but until now had never been in a position to investigate further.

That would now change. Hopefully, Poe could do a good enough job imitating the adventurers he had observed that something would happen.

With the trifecta of monster attacks, the swords and ho plummeted to -20, incapacitating him and leaving the tank as the sole remaining party member still standing. Nothing occurred, as the battle still technically was in place, the game not recognizing the possessed tank as a non-hero anymore. It seemed the developers had forgotten to account for this, and thus due to their negligence, Poe effectively held the Hunter and Swordsman's bodies as hostages, defenseless against the monsters desires.

The tanks axe remained where he had left it, with Harn walking over to sit by and claim the weapon as his own. While he couldn't quite wield it, it was obvious he intended to posssess it regardless.

Yul, the remaining Govlins, and the Imps all shouted out and danced with joy, circling the fallen corpse of the hunter as they shouted insults at the hero.

the fairy was next to Rita, using their last spell charge to heal the Goblin further.

15/20 hp for Rita

Dart obtained a training sword. Grants +3 to melee attacks

Poe's investigations, after figuring out how to navigate the interface without tutorials, lead to the discovery of both what the tank possessed and a map of the area they had explored. From the looks of it, despite being so low level, the tank had fully explored all of greenwatch. Markers had been placed all over, though their meaning was unknown. However, the main draw of the map was the town of Greenwatch itself. The town lay just north of the monster's location, around two or three hours away walking.

Dart went over to the hunter analyzing the Tank who stood nearby. After a moment he realized a Wisp had taken to possession and his curiosity was quenched as to the random screaming. Since nobody else had begun searching the body Dart took it as an opportunity to get some more stuffs. While digging through the Hunters pockets looking for any Items or Materials they had, he spoke towards Poe. "Hey, nice work taking control of him, for a moment I thought he was gonna cause a big problem. Whats your name?"