On the Quest for Sandwich Stuff (Party of 2; open)

[Frederick Cooper]

A good sandwich required good ingredients. Good ingredients, however, were not to be found at a damn supermarket. At least, not normally. One had to personally sample all brands, short of those that were visibly tainted. Hidden gems, like with anime, games, and other things, could also be found in the supermarket. One had to know where to look, though. Or get lucky. Or both. Now, one might ask why such a picky, opinionated fellow was strolling around in the supermarket at night. At midnight, actually. With strange creatures wandering about. One would be perfectly in the right for asking such a thing. In fact, it was more than sane.

Frederick decided he'd benefit from the situation and take a few free samples of the products to try out in his free time. See what was worth paying for and what wasn't. Pirates did it all the time! And even didn't pay for it later. Software didn't spoil, but food could. He was doing the products a favor. In a sort, at least. He could always feed the lackluster samples to a stray dog, or something. Dogs were okay. Sometimes. Other times, they could be surprisingly annoying- and dangerous!- pests. The young man picked up a package of ham before opening it.

”Ha-ha-ha. Get into my belly.” Much like a child that had a bad habit of playing with their food, he spook to the slices of ham before gingerly shoving two into his mouth. He crossed his arms and chewed, letting out quiet, muffled “Hm” sounds while seeming deep in thought. Texture was not bad. Taste was average. No slime or oversaturation, at least. He swallowed. Final verdict? The brand “Oyo-meat!” was lackluster. It was not bad, but it was not good. It was painfully average, and nothing really stood out as good. It'd function for a commoner's sandwich. However, Riki did not make such basic things. No, he crafted the sandwiches fit for kings. And, one day? The gods!

[Lucretia Odovacar]

Lucretia thought that there were only two areas in the city with weaker creatures, and only one of them was in the 'midnight world.'  After a much more thorough examination of the area, she found a couple pockets of weaker creatures within some of the areas that contained stronger creatures.  Two of these pockets contained creatures on par with the ones from the museum and the park.  She intended to start exploring areas with stronger creatures tonight, but now that she discovered these areas she might as well investigate them first.

The supermarket was the closest area to her house, so she opted to start there.  Sadly, it was fairly uninteresting.  About the only differences between this place now and the normal world were the lack of lights and the creatures roaming about.  Even so, she would meticulously look at every single thing in every single isle of this place just to see if there was anything interesting.

As she explored, she came across both something expected and unexpected.  The expected part was that there was another person here; she was able to sense him before she even came into the supermarket.  The unexpected part was what he was doing.  Was he talking to that meat?  It wasn't going to respond, it just made him look ridiculous!  Lucretia tilted her head and stared.  How was she even supposed to respond to something like that?

[Satanick]

Even this cyclops can see why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch.

Cereal Cyclops
Resist: Ice
Weak: Pierce
Skills: Power Charge, Viper Smash, Cleave

[Lucretia Odovacar]

Looks like his midnight snack was going to be interrupted by more creatures.  Lucretia shook her head and refocused on the situation.  There was only one creature here.  While she could try to kill it herself, in her experience the ones that roamed alone tended to be stronger than the ones that roamed in groups.  She was also somewhat curious to see what this strange person was capable of, so for now, she decided it would be best to stay back and let the other guy handle it.

Of course, she would still scan the creature and tell him what to avoid and what to hit it with, but that was a given at this point.  She could also heal any wounds he took, so it's not like she was just hiding being useless like she used to be during this excursions.

[Frederick Cooper]

Seemed the man had company again. And it was that girl. To be fair, he both did and did not expect company. He expected monster things- which did come, in the singular variety- but he did not expect other people. The monster was already scanned. The girl- Scana-chan worked for a nickname, and it reminded him of a certain tsundere character- relayed the information, as well. He offered a thumbs up before wiping his hands on his pants and setting the opened package on the side of the refrigerated shelves. He turned to face the enemy, but immediately turned on his heel and looked back to the girl.

”Don't buy that brand unless you're looking to cut costs.” He calmly and, in his mind, politely informed her. That was his good deed for the day- his public service. Turning around again and gripping his ax, he received the collision from his enemy. Given that he resisted blunt attacks, it wasn't a big deal. In fact, rather than properly attacking the monster with his ax, he dropped the weapon and planted his feet down before wrapping his arms around the mass that had half-sunk into his stomach region. It was at that point that Zouchouten appeared, the mecha-anime reject pounding its fists together with a resounding metal clang. Riki nodded at it and it sent a punch directly at the cyclop's mask. The BDSM wheel-goer bounced back and rolled over the floor nearby before twirling back into a “ready” position. While it was doing that, Frederick took his ax back up.

And then, with sudden speed that broke the sound barrier- actually, not really, Fred was pretty big, and it showed; especially in his speed- he and Zouchouten closed the distance between themselves and the target, which was charging itself up. Fred opened up with a powerful horizontal swing that he put his all into, twirling on his heel before clumsily bumping into a shelf and half-stumbling forward. Zouchouten followed up with another punch- this time an uppercut. The monster twirled back up into a ready position, just to receive a vertical drop of the ax's blade. Frederick had gotten another blow in, sure, but the BDSM club reject rapidly spun about, slashing through the stomach of his T-shirt. With a grunt of annoyance as he jumped back, Riki observed the belly of his shirt. Little driblets of blood stained either side of the gash in his shirt. Honestly, the damage to the shirt was more annoying than anything. The small cut would take care of itself.

With another twirl, the man spun on his heels, building momentum in his spin before letting go of his ax. The weapon flew at the monster and lodged itself inside the thing before Zouchouten shot in for the finishing blow- a powerful gut-buster punch. The enemy broke apart and dissipated, leaving Fred's ax to fall to the floor with a clank, but there was no joy on his face. Instead, he looked down at his shirt.

”I liked this one, too. Shit.” It was a battle with losses.