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The Frizonian troopers pounded to the top of the stairs, the rear guard icing stairs behind him as he followed. Breaking into the door at the top, the frigid soldiers burst into a round lobby room with a security door at the other side, and ugly fuzzy red couches dotting the lobby's gray carpeted floor.

"The hotblood signatures are just beyond that door," announced the leader of the squad in the Tower as he kicked aside a couch. "If they think that this measly barricade can stop us, then they will soon know their mistake! We'll combine our rays and freeze the door, shatter it, and capture the leaders!"

Setting themselves up behind the repulsive yet functional couches, the Frizonians' ray guns hummed as they glowed with blue-white light from the dials and indicators on their sides before launching freezing beams simultaneously at the door.
Vector was sitting up on one of the beds in the sickbay when Kaze entered, the automatic sliding door shutting behind her. "Vector," said Kaze as she approached, "I have a few questions about these aliens."

"You can ask away, then," replied Vector as the Chao hopped up onto a nearby chair. "I'll tell you what I-"

And then everything went strange as all sound stopped. Vector's mouth finished his sentence, but no words came out. Kaze, startled, lost her balance and fell onto the floor, but there was only the physical sensation of landing on the ground - no bumps, no slight squishy or squeaky noise that usually accompanies Chao collisions. Then colors started to leak out of everything, leaving pale white outlines as Kaze and Vector looked at each other, white as chalk.
The sound returned in the stairwell in a confused rush of noise as the forumers climbing the stairs stopped and grabbed a hold onto anything they could while the world shook around them, color flushing back into their bodies as the strong smell of pickles filled everyone's nostrils.

There was an odd sense of deja-vu that pervaded everyone's thoughts, and then they remembered what had happened before - and it was happening again. Time and space distorted, then snapped back into place like a rubber band.
Vector had a slight headache after the experience ended. But finally he had one of the answers he was missing. "If that was the same as the other incident before the aliens came, then there might be a connection between these Frizonians and the temporal distortions. There may be a good explanation for all of this after all."
The Frizonians recovered from the shock of the temporal distortion, and to their shock and surprise, their freeze rays had not had any effect on the metal security door that barred their way. No ice was present to mark their shots.

"Impossible! The door isn't protected by a heat shield!" growled the leader as he aimed his freeze ray again.

"Sir! Look out!"

The Frizonian leader turned, and tripped backwards to avoid a large, blunt object that smashed into the wall behind him with such force that it cracked the paint. One of his troopers, an Elite to the end, bit back his scream as he was swallowed into the fuzzy maw of one of the red couches as it opened its seat cushions wide to welcome its victim into a horrible embrace. Other troopers shot freeze rays at the couches, but the ice rays had no effect on them, and they soon pounced upon the soldiers to crush them or devour them.

The leader was left for last as the couches reassembled themselves, and he tried to dash for the door, but the last thing he saw was red fuzz pressed against his helmet visor before darkness overcame him.
It did not take long for the forumers to finally reach the top of the stairs, but the dismembered arm of a Frizonian trooper's armor laid in the doorway at the top, tipping Jason off that something was just not right. He gestured back at the others to stop on the landing below him, and he carefully peeked around the corner of the doorway, his hand fingering his sword's hilt.

(insert boss music track - Growl, from the depths of the Earth - Phantasy Star Online soundtrack)

What he saw beyond the door was a couch chimera, a vaguely wolf-like monster that stood ten feet tall on couchs for legs, couchs for its body and a love seat for its head. Like a gangly marionette at the hands of a child, its movements were awkward and jerky, and it made growling noises as it prowled the room and tried to slam against the far door, making dents in the security door.

It was clear from the dropped freeze rays and the remaining bits of Frizonian battle armor that this monster had solved that problem. But by the same token, another problem was present: it didn't look like this creature was going anywhere soon, and the Admins were still trapped in the room beyond the security door.

OOC: Activating Active Boss System (ABS):
Temporal Couch Chimera
FURNIVORE

Furnivore is a monster created by time/space flux, and is completely unaffected by any abilities that slow down or speed up time. It is also immune to being confused by someone teleporting on its opposite side or to being teleported, as examples of its spacial immunity. It also has a supernatural resistance to all energy weapons (including telekinetic manipulation), and is very strong.

However, it is just a bunch of animated couches. However dangerous it is, it is vulnerable to anything else couches are vulnerable to.

This will be the final boss of this "chapter" of the RP. Once it is complete, I will post the start of the next section, and then new characters may be introduced into play.

Game on!