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Coral Sea - Sunken Ship
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What's goin' on?! My head hurts... Augh... |
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What's happening? Is the dream world coming apart because he found reality more engaging? If we can give him more reasons to think reality's better and more entertaining, he might wake up! |
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Hey! Do any of you have other anecdotes he might find amusing? |
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Uh... There was that one time he got easily shut down during a joint defensive magic lesson with the juniors. |
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Be more specific! |
FLASHBACK
| Okay, uh... So he was fighting in this mock battle with Cater... He was goofing around and talking like, "Where's the fun in fightin' someone weak?" Then he got trounced by Cater's signature spell. |
| *Cater uses his signature spell, while Floyd winces.* |
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Urgh! |
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*SMACK!* |
| *Floyd is defeated easily by Cater.* |
| Yeah, my signature spell'd prolly be a real bad matchup against his More Seabreams one... Rgh! |
| *Floyd challenges Leona and Malleus.* |
| Then there was Malleus, and Leona... I saw you go against a ton of guys I'd never want to tangle with, and subsequently lose. |
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*SMACK!* |
| *Floyd falls defeated on the ground. Leona grins with satisfaction, but Malleus remains unperturbed.* |
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And in our pratice basketball games, you hardly ever break past me when I'm blocking you. |
| Aggressive playstyles have their place, but pure offense to the exclusion of all else gets you nowhere in basketball. |
| Urgh... I feel like I've heard that boring lecture a thousand times already... |
| There's also the time you snuck into the gym at night because you wanted to pratice slam dunks. It's a club legend how that all-night pratice session led to breaking two hoops. And the headmage punished you with a week of gym-cleaning duty. |
| *To his disappointment, Floyd is berated by Vargas and Crowley.* |
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*huff, huff* Dude, what the heck? I sound like an idiot in these stories! Buth hey... That sounds better than bein' able to breeze through anything... |
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You guys pulled a fast one on me 'n my hench-human during midterms, too. |
| You had those scammy Octavinelle contracts... |
| And you guys were gonna use 'em to steal Ramshackle from us and turn it into a Mostro Lounge branch. |
| But thanks to our heroic actions, your whole plan went up in smoke. Serves ya right! Heh heh. |
| Savanaclaw played a big part in that, to be fair. | You guys turned tailfin and ran from us—and we're freshmen! |
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No way. There's no way we'd lose to a little shrimp like you... Hrgh?! Midterms...? Guh... Aaagh! |
| *The screen ripples and Floyd cries out* |
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Oh yeah... We screwed up big time, and Azul... I shouldn't know any of this, but I do... Where are these memories comin' from?! |
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*Rumble...* |
| *Darkness appears* |
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