Bailey Matutine
(Verified Pooka)
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- They/Them
Isn't that what I just said?
A small fish in a infinite sea (SI).
- Thread starter Hiver
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In World of Warcraft there are literally armies of Chinese people creating gold out of thin air by. The actual value of a gold piece is not very high.Arimai said:
Bailey Matutine
(Verified Pooka)
- Location
- Pelican Town
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- They/Them
Let's discuss what dying and coming back is likely to do for Dawn's affinities.
To her planeswalker abilities, probably very little. Though this is the sort of thing that can give you Mystic Eyes of Death Perception if you ever end up in the Nasuverse. The experience is unlikely to turn her down the path of a black-mana heavy necromaster.Bailey Matutine said:
On the other hand, it might lead her to become more cautious or more reckless. Death is traumatizing, but this had just confirmed that she can come back from it. That's the sort of trauma that makes one very very paranoid and that's the reaffirmation of one's on immortality that makes one very very confident.
Now if she gets a few swamps and starts building a Necropotence deck ...
Autores does make paying life instead of mana very tempting.
Winter should totally learn how to summon Tyranid constructs, so he won't really regret when they die, and they are cool enough to not die all the time.
spencer1519
(Verified Heretic)
- Location
- Oregon, USA
Exactly right. Black magic planeswalker constructs are just that. Any hypothetical zombies, vampires, liches, demons, or spirits would simply be creature constructs summoned and built from aethir. No actual necromancy, demon summoning, or dark forbidden magic required.Khyprus said:
Also, Doom Blade. Doom Blade, to the face, for the win.
PS: Hiver, learn this.
confusopoly
Metaphor Overextended. Ow.
- Location
- Germany
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- he/his
Open a portal to Phyrexia in the target universe, then RUN. It's the ultimate in declaring "fuck those guys".
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Or possibly a plane overrun by the Vord.
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Or possibly a plane overrun by the Vord.
SemiSaneAuthor
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Seeing as the Multiverse is infinite may I suggest somewhere worse? i.e. my idea where the Daleks win the time war and solve the Skasis Paradigm? An Entire Universe of Daleks that have become gods and want to go and kill all other life in the Multiverse I believe is slightly worse than Phyrexia[/British Understatement]confusopoly said:
confusopoly
Metaphor Overextended. Ow.
- Location
- Germany
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- he/his
The problem with Daleks is that they have time travel. So the run away before they start shooting part is likely going to be very difficult. It is a good suicide "fuck you" tactic though.SemiSaneAuthor said:
- Location
- East of Sun, West of Moon
DalekVictory!Universe, anything occupied by Phyrexians, anything in the Warhammer universe, any of the higher-end Superhero settings (Marvel, DC, the Authority)... These are places you should not even think about when you have the ability to travel the multiverse.
so.. nicol bolas level pretty much? or urza?Weero said:
Marvel is a nice place to pick up toys, actually. There are so many low-level characters running around with power armor that it's almost silly. You probably shouldn't attempt to steal any Starktech armor, but there are small-time weapons dealers who make a living selling super-gadgets and power armor for little more than you'd pay for a stolen glock in the real world.Lord Sia said:
You could, for example, get a suit of half-assed but still very effective armor from someone like the Tinkerer for a couple of grand, and he could do some good work if you have the funds.
It's really easy to get some nifty stuff if you stick to street level and don't do any actual villainy.
Could you buy some Starktech, however? There's probably things that could interest our favourite billionaire. After all, remember Admiral Tigerclaw's First Law of Multidimensional Economics:
"Anything you have on you is either worthless or priceless."
"Anything you have on you is either worthless or priceless."
No. Stark is absolutely paranoid about his armor technology falling into the wrong hands and refuses to sell it to anyone. In fact, the Armor Wars are a thing that happened where Tony took down everyone who used Stark derived armor in the 80s, hero and villain alike, and destroyed their armors.Rufus Shinra said:
The closest you'll be able to get is the Guardsman armor, which is used on The Vault. It's Starktech, but intentionally crippled and vastly outdated.
But you don't need Starktech. Even a half-ass street-levelers armor like that worn by somebody like Stilt Man is superior to what you'd find in most universes.
His factory equipment is likely to be awesome, and give a good base for what you want. The armor's worthless until you pick up skills... it needs some maintenance/refueling/repair and most worlds don't have the skills/tools. Buy college textbooks, a few video courses, and such to go with whatever you do get.
Can you not talk about those books anymore. I have just stared reading the first.Arimai said:
You do know that they split Magician into two different books?Arimai said:
Yeah I got into them when I read daughter of the empire back in high school. I didn't realize until recently that it was a part of one big series.Arimai said:
Dimensionist
Grandmaster of Apologism, Keeper of the Faith
- Location
- Bangalore, India
Give it here.Hiver said:
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I opened my eyes, staring up at the dimly lit up fabric of the tent.
It was still what passes for night in this place. It never did get completely dark, darkest it got was about twice the light of a full moon.
Why did I wake up though? What woke me?
A couple of soft noises from the other side of the tent quickly clued me in. Dawn was having another nightmare. This was the third night after she woke up...she had had several nightmares a night since then.
First time it woke me up, in my tiredness I first thought it was sounds of a different nature, but it only took moments before I figured out what it really was.
I sighed softly and glanced across the dark tent. Every night since she woke up from her exhausted sleep. Several times a night.
She had started to look tired during the day...I needed to do something about this.
I did talk to her about it and she says she doesn't remember her nightmares. Not sure if I believe her about that..
Not that I don't have my share of nightmares. Seeing her crushed and tossed to the side like a empty sodacan just added to the pile among favorites like shooting Mary in the face or fighting Husks...or Whitewalkers. The list is long though so at least I have variation.
And not like they show up every night like for Dawn. Hell, not even every week...and my nightmares never seem to be as intense as hers are.
There was a small gasp from the other side of the tent and and she then went quiet as she woke up, sitting up on her bedroll. She had yet to switch back to her hammock, likely a smart move as she move around a lot in her sleep now.
Moments later she slowly laid back down as I pretended to be asleep.
Letting her know that she woke me up would simply make her feel worse.
She had been trying to pretend like there was nothing serious going on. Bloody Summers...she is more like her sister than she like to admit.
While Buffy has not gone through anything similar in this timeline, in the original one she reacted in a similar way.
I will not let Dawnie go the way Buffy did in that timeline.
Which means...
I frowned up into the dark as I could hear her breathing start to even out again as she went back asleep.
Getting her to talk to a Psychiatrist would be ideal, hell, I likely needed my brain shrunk a bit as well after all the shit I had seen. Wouldn't hurt.
Sadly, I simply did not see a way to make it happen. Even if we went back to her home Plane and located one that knew about the darker side of the world...going back and forth just for that kind of thing?
Walking twice in a day is exhausting for me and I have done it for a while. While it would not kill Dawn, it would most likely knock her out. Returning from the Zombie world a couple of hours after we arrived did after all.
Not practical.
One alternative would be to Walk out to Sunnydale, find a Psychiatrist and copy his essence. Would work and be more practical to do, but there was no way in hell I'll do it. That just has 'You Monster' written all over it.
I frowned and then slipped out of my hammock, trying to stay as quiet as I could as I pulled my boots on before I put a shirt on and carefully snuck out of the tent.
I needed some air.
Cracking my neck I made my way halfway up the hill to the make-shift tower before I sat down, looking out over the military camp. Even in the middle of the night, there were a good number of people running around.
We were to move out tomorrow to start to press forward past The Citadel and into the marsh. I did not look forward to that.
I sighed softly and laid back to look up at the streams of energy in the skies, the large spheres hanging there, far away.
Best alternative right now, would likely be to get Dawn away from the frontlines, let her catch her breath. Let her recover, regain her footing.
No, the best alternative for her would be to get her to go home. She needed her family...but I already knew she would refuse to.
Fucking time difference. If it was one to one I might have talked her into popping home for a couple of months!
Cloudsong I should be able to talk into letting her get some time away from the frontlines and as his apprentice, she should in theory do as he says.
But then again, it is Dawn, so who knows. If I'm lucky I might be able to talk her into going home for a couple of weeks for a visit. It would take at least half a year here to stay there for two weeks.
Maybe it would be better to get her to go back through the portal and we can travel to the human lands.
Honestly, a couple of weeks, months in Goldshire or a place like that should help. There is a reason why soldiers are sent back home with regular intervals.
I grimaced slightly as I sat up once more. I need to discuss the subject with Cloudsong in the morning. He should also have noticed Dawn was having problems.
He cares about her...or he would not have agreed to teach her in the first place. If I got him on my side in this, we should be able to talk Dawn into going.
Sighing I got back onto my feet. I have to get some more sleep.
AN// It is thanks to Dimensionist that this part is betaed.
It was still what passes for night in this place. It never did get completely dark, darkest it got was about twice the light of a full moon.
Why did I wake up though? What woke me?
A couple of soft noises from the other side of the tent quickly clued me in. Dawn was having another nightmare. This was the third night after she woke up...she had had several nightmares a night since then.
First time it woke me up, in my tiredness I first thought it was sounds of a different nature, but it only took moments before I figured out what it really was.
I sighed softly and glanced across the dark tent. Every night since she woke up from her exhausted sleep. Several times a night.
She had started to look tired during the day...I needed to do something about this.
I did talk to her about it and she says she doesn't remember her nightmares. Not sure if I believe her about that..
Not that I don't have my share of nightmares. Seeing her crushed and tossed to the side like a empty sodacan just added to the pile among favorites like shooting Mary in the face or fighting Husks...or Whitewalkers. The list is long though so at least I have variation.
And not like they show up every night like for Dawn. Hell, not even every week...and my nightmares never seem to be as intense as hers are.
There was a small gasp from the other side of the tent and and she then went quiet as she woke up, sitting up on her bedroll. She had yet to switch back to her hammock, likely a smart move as she move around a lot in her sleep now.
Moments later she slowly laid back down as I pretended to be asleep.
Letting her know that she woke me up would simply make her feel worse.
She had been trying to pretend like there was nothing serious going on. Bloody Summers...she is more like her sister than she like to admit.
While Buffy has not gone through anything similar in this timeline, in the original one she reacted in a similar way.
I will not let Dawnie go the way Buffy did in that timeline.
Which means...
I frowned up into the dark as I could hear her breathing start to even out again as she went back asleep.
Getting her to talk to a Psychiatrist would be ideal, hell, I likely needed my brain shrunk a bit as well after all the shit I had seen. Wouldn't hurt.
Sadly, I simply did not see a way to make it happen. Even if we went back to her home Plane and located one that knew about the darker side of the world...going back and forth just for that kind of thing?
Walking twice in a day is exhausting for me and I have done it for a while. While it would not kill Dawn, it would most likely knock her out. Returning from the Zombie world a couple of hours after we arrived did after all.
Not practical.
One alternative would be to Walk out to Sunnydale, find a Psychiatrist and copy his essence. Would work and be more practical to do, but there was no way in hell I'll do it. That just has 'You Monster' written all over it.
I frowned and then slipped out of my hammock, trying to stay as quiet as I could as I pulled my boots on before I put a shirt on and carefully snuck out of the tent.
I needed some air.
Cracking my neck I made my way halfway up the hill to the make-shift tower before I sat down, looking out over the military camp. Even in the middle of the night, there were a good number of people running around.
We were to move out tomorrow to start to press forward past The Citadel and into the marsh. I did not look forward to that.
I sighed softly and laid back to look up at the streams of energy in the skies, the large spheres hanging there, far away.
Best alternative right now, would likely be to get Dawn away from the frontlines, let her catch her breath. Let her recover, regain her footing.
No, the best alternative for her would be to get her to go home. She needed her family...but I already knew she would refuse to.
Fucking time difference. If it was one to one I might have talked her into popping home for a couple of months!
Cloudsong I should be able to talk into letting her get some time away from the frontlines and as his apprentice, she should in theory do as he says.
But then again, it is Dawn, so who knows. If I'm lucky I might be able to talk her into going home for a couple of weeks for a visit. It would take at least half a year here to stay there for two weeks.
Maybe it would be better to get her to go back through the portal and we can travel to the human lands.
Honestly, a couple of weeks, months in Goldshire or a place like that should help. There is a reason why soldiers are sent back home with regular intervals.
I grimaced slightly as I sat up once more. I need to discuss the subject with Cloudsong in the morning. He should also have noticed Dawn was having problems.
He cares about her...or he would not have agreed to teach her in the first place. If I got him on my side in this, we should be able to talk Dawn into going.
Sighing I got back onto my feet. I have to get some more sleep.
AN// It is thanks to Dimensionist that this part is betaed.
Prince Charon
Just zis guy, you know?
Yeah, she needs help. The 'getting her to admit it' part is going to be damn hard, I suspect.
I'm pretty sure that a Forerunner could, in fact, instantly gank him. And I think that a Mind could effector him into submission or just gridfire the fuck out of him or do all kinds of horrible creative shit to gank him instantly. In Marvel the threat level starts at Daredevil, impressive but not superhuman. It scales up to Galactus, but really, beings on that level are not going to notice someone as insignificant a Winter. Unless he starts thinking in Yellow Boxes, of course.Brellin said:
Well no. Comic book land is just a place where its easy to get power armor while remaining extremely low key and staying off everyone's radar.
Contact with the Culture or the Forerunners is going to make him high profile in those universes and potentially put him in the sights of some very nasty shit even if he doesn't piss off his hosts. Imagine what the Gravemind would think when he finds out about Winter. And landing in the Cultureverse you're just as likely to come out on an Affront planet.
Contact with the Culture or the Forerunners is going to make him high profile in those universes and potentially put him in the sights of some very nasty shit even if he doesn't piss off his hosts. Imagine what the Gravemind would think when he finds out about Winter. And landing in the Cultureverse you're just as likely to come out on an Affront planet.