Pop-and-lock raver
| Pop-and-lock raver | |
|---|---|
| Monster ID | 856 |
| Locations | Outside the Club |
| Hit Points | 150 |
| Attack | 140 |
| Defense | 126 |
| Initiative | ∞ |
| Meat | None |
| Phylum | dude |
| Elements | None |
| Resistance | None |
| Monster Parts | head, arm, leg, torso |
| Manuel Entry | |
| refreshedit data | |
You're fighting a pop-and-lock raverA raver wearing pants so large he's practically swimming in them confronts you with a mocking look on his face. "Sorry, old-timer," he smirks, "but this is a rave club. They don't play ragtime here. Or maybe you'd prefer a nice waltz?" The other ravers giggle.
"A waltz would be difficult, considering I'm going to have my foot up your ass in a moment."
The raver narrows his eyes and shuffles closer to you, jerking his limbs in a weird slow-motion rhythm. "Is that some kind of a threat?" he sneers.
"It's some kind of a promise, kiddo."
Hit Message(s):
He spins around and around, whipping you with his baggy pants. Eek! Ow! Ooh!
He decides that weird dance moves aren't as effective as a foot to the face. Ouch! Eek! Ugh!
He searches his pockets and pulls out a pacifier, a jar of muscle ointment, and a flail. Guess which one hurts the most? Eek! Ooh! Ugh!
He pulls out a couple of glowsticks on strings and spins them around in complex patterns over his head. It's really pretty, until one slams into your <shins> and the other one hits your <nipple>. Argh! Ooh! Argh!
He charges you, but his pants fall down and he has to pick them back up before he continues.
He decides that weird dance moves aren't effective attacks, but can't think of anything else to do.
He stops to rifle his pockets, and searches deeper and deeper until he's almost disappeared into his own pants.
He spins a couple of glowsticks on strings, but gets them tangled up in his pants and has to extricate himself. (FUMBLE!)
The raver's movements suddenly become spastic and jerky, like low-quality claymation. The weird rhythmic effect is puzzling, and his final quick jab to your <arm> catches you off-guard. Ouch! Eek! Ugh! Ugh!
or
The raver's movements suddenly become spastic and jerky. The weird rhythmic effect is puzzling, but you make yourself feel better by calling him a spaz and a jerk.
Equipment you can knock loose by using Rave Steal:
 | You acquire an item: baggy rave pants |
 | You acquire an item: glowstick on a string |
 | You acquire an item: teddybear backpack |
Occurs at Outside the Club.
Notes
His special move cues you in to study him by using Gothy Handwave.
