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[X] Community Minded
We need good pr
We need good pr
-to fund our resistance against the alien invasion!
Correct, PSI good.
Yeah... I don't know if it will show up later but community minded seems... well again unfitting givne Cass's current grudge with said community.
Plus, we need all the mind juice we can get to fight Psychic Hyper Satan
on the other hand, even mainlining all the Psychic Energy of the planet and with his inner demons defeated, Ness was still nowhere even remotely close to a match for Giygas. It required Literal Divine Intervention to defeat him in the form of the player reaching in and smacking him with numbers Bigger than the Game can Calculate numbers to kill him.Plus, we need all the mind juice we can get to fight Psychic Hyper Satan
the psychic might needed to fight Giygas more directly is going to be a bit unrealistic since they're both the definition of 75+ PSI stat and have silly narrative/contextual advantages, but that doesn't mean improving it isn't a priority to oppose their *lieutenants* who we will probably be fighting inevitably (and are presumably far harder to avoid). fighting Giygas specifically (as opposed to their army) is weird because they're sort of out of the way physically? hopefully they'll be unlikely to come to us because they're too busy being spooky/a final boss/not very sane/questionably physical or such.
Ah, thank you! I changed the tag (I think?) to include 8-Bit Dystopia!I wanted to propose it to Brightflame, and by extension the other 8-Bit Dystopia QMs, as it'll make it easier to find the quests (and any fics should they happen) on the forums.
That sure is McGigyas!!
The lack of flashing lights or roadblocks makes it clear the fire department and O.P.F aren't around, at least not anymore.
The fraying sheets of your bed tempt you to stay where you are, shrouded in the vestiges of sleep and kept warm from the fledgling morning.
Dirty laundry and garbage litters the floor. Your trusty bat is leaned up against the door, barring it shut so your siblings don't break into your room while you sleep.
A lamp is trying to kill you.
Just as your vision begins to fade and your eyes begin to droop, a thought occurs to you.
Once it's done with you, what's to stop it from killing your siblings?
"Oh great." You hoarsely choke out. "Is a bee going to try and kill me now?"
"A bee I am…not."
"Giygas does not intend to carry out his plan with overwhelming force, as he knows any overt force would be challenged by the majority of your race."
"No. Even as we speak his lieutenants and loyal forces are infiltrating this area you call the 'Eagle Quarter'. Though even I am unaware of the specifics, I know they intend to subvert control from those in power here and begin a campaign of abduction-"
"And extermination.""Giygas intends to give your race a slow death. A meticulous death. What he likely sees as a 'merciful' death. But it is a death nevertheless, a genocide of you and everyone you could ever know."
Buzz Buzz deliberately falls silent. Allowing you to stew in the revelation for a few moments before he continues.
"I am here to ask for your help in raising a group willing and able to put a stop to this heinous plan."
"I'm nobody. Why not tell the police, or the leader of some corp, or one of the Big 3 like Wily or Robotnik?"
"Because I know nobody cares."
"…"
Though Buzz Buzz doesn't exactly have a human mouth, part of you can tell they're smiling at you as the pun properly dawns on you.
"While I am an alien, I am not ignorant of the circumstances of this world. And neither is Giygas. If I were to go to those in power they would either refuse to believe me, kill me to stop me from spreading the truth, or use such overwhelming power to confront Giygas that he would get at least part of the genocide he desires either way."
THIS POOR GIRL"Oh, no. I was simply hiding nearby when I sensed Giygas's influence. I was coming to help you, but it seems you didn't need it."
"Well, yeah." You huff, glancing down at the floor. "Of course I can beat a table lamp."
"Do you think you can beat Giygas?"
Your eyes flicker back to Buzz-Buzz. You can't tell if he's joking…or if he's genuinely curious.
"Hey! Are you alright in there!"
Your little brother, Kart shakes the doorknob as the door remains firmly pinned close by your bat.
"Piss off, I'm having a mental breakdown!" You shout irritably over your shoulder, not wanting to expose them to whatever the fuck all this is.
"Well could you go crazy a little quieter? Even if you skip school, I have an English test tomorrow!" Your little sister, Floppy, shouts through the door at you.
Exhaling, you glance back to Buzz-Buzz. Their small wings fluttering in what you can only assume is amusement.
"I know I come to you with an unreasonable demand at an unreasonable time of day. I can offer you little, and promise you even less. But aren't you sick of things as they are?"
Buzz Buzz's wings properly flitter to life and he flies. This time well within arm's reach.
As he does so you realize how small he is. Just how…fragile he really seems to be.
Even you could probably reach out and crush him. Yet you can tell he's showing you his trust as he flies forward and hovers in front of you as you remain sitting on the floor. Meeting you at eye level.
"Aren't you sick of being forced to sit and watch the world become consumed by evil, greed, and doubt? Isn't it better to try and make a difference, then to sit here and assume you can't?"
Yet even if you went to school, bought a suit, stayed in line, and got a job, what would that accomplish?
Become a number in a machine that couldn't care less about you?
End up like your Mom, pushing papers as years of their life sift through their fingers? Meaningless work just to subsist in a world that doesn't want to give you a reason to keep living?
Nobody believes you'll do anything more than drop out, get loud, and burn out.
There's no way you can know the future. There's no way to know if there's a chance you can succeed. There's no guarantee you or anyone else will be happy.
But when has that ever stopped you?
You've never bothered following the rules before.
Why start now?
Why not break some conventions too?
Why not break some faces and make some noise?
Most people think you're a 'face eater'. Just another whackjob out to scare people and get their kicks. Who couldn't care less about who they hurt.
You know that's not true, but it's not your job to babysit other people's feelings.
…But if you're not a bad person, then maybe people you're not fond of aren't either?
Maybe they're worth saving too.
Maybe…everyone is worth saving. Or trying to.
"Fuck it, I'll fight Giygas."
The words leave your mouth after an eternity of silence. The rawness of your partially strangled throat coming off more as a gruff determination as Buzz-Buzz looks on.
You push yourself off the floor and grab your back from the door, turning to look at Buzz-Buzz as he orbits around you.
"So, how should we do this exactly?"
"Oh, I have not the slightest clue. This is our battle, but it's your world. You take the lead, I'll help you how I can."
YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, love this lockdown setup.When asked "Why", Captain Strong simply stared directly at the camera and said:
"You know why".
[Access to areas outside Onnet has been blocked by the O.P.F!]
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Scientists Debate the Existence and Classification of "Tessy"!
Scientists and students at the Snow Wood Boarding School in Winters entered a heated de
[] Pick a Fight with the Sharks: You're going to be fighting a legion of psychic, genocidal aliens. If you can't win a fight with some stupid teenagers dressed like dipshits in your own hometown, then what are you going to do when an actual threat shows up? Making members of this youth gang taste the pavement could paint a target on your back or it could earn you their respect …or an ass beating. If you do well enough you could make the Sharks more open to talk to you. Only one way to find out. DC: 50/75
[] Speak to the Sharks: Or try to anyway. The Sharks, being a gang of teenagers and kids, aren't exactly known for being rational and coherent individuals under normal circumstances. However their leader, Frankie Fly, is a different story from what you've heard. The Sharks have absolutely no reason to let you in the arcade, nevermind speak with Frankie, but if you could talk your way inside maaayyybe you could work something out? Joining them could be easier then making your own group, but you wouldn't necessarily be in charge... DC: 75
[] Try to Bribe Your Way Past the Sharks: They could very well just beat your ass and take your money, but greasing some palms to try and speak to the leader of the Shark seems fairly straight forward. It might be a waste of money depending on what he has to say to you, if anything, but you won't know if you don't try. DC: 50, -1 Funds.
At the moment however you don't have anyone specific to talk to, or a safe place to speak in confidence, or...anything to build off to create an organization really.
But you could take a wild stab at it!
[] Talk your way into the "Hangout Spot": Those 'in the know' and not an asshole (I.E a member of the Sharks or you apparently), have access to a supposedly "Super Cool" hangout spot somewhere in town. It's a hangout for a tight knit group at the local school and supposedly one of the few nice places in town that isn't squatted on by the Sharks. While you don't know where it is, you know some people who do. A secret, secluded place away from prying eyes could be the ideal place to start trying to convince others about the danger facing all of them and founding a group. DC: 45
[] Bribe your way to the "Hangout Spot": Could you say no to someone bringing you a pizza and snacks? If the answer is 'yes' then the world isn't worth saving. It'll require checking some couch cushions and digging around in a trash can for some coupons (or maybe the snacks themselves), but if you can pull this off you'll get shown where this 'secret spot' is and win yourself some fast friends. At least until they're done eating anyway. DC: 45
Bribe your way to the "Hangout Spot" (Stewardship)
DC 45
1d100 = 61+7 = 68
[SUCCESS!]
[] Ask Buzz-Buzz to Teach You about PSI: If an alien is coming down to wipe out the human race for stealing the secrets to some power you didn't even know existed, you figure it's only fair that you learn as much as you can about whatever this 'PSI' power is. Buzz-Buzz says you possess the potential to use it, but hasn't elaborated on it. Maybe putting in some effort to speak to him more and train a little could give you a clearer picture of what you can do with it? [Uses PSI in place of Learning]. DC: 25/50/75
[Note: This Action uses PSI instead of learning]
Ask Buzz-Buzz to Teach You about PSI (PSI) (Buzz-Buzz)
DC:25/50/75
1d100 = 98 + 8 +35 + Buzz Buzz's Loyalty Bonus (3.5 rounded down to 3) = 144
[SMAAAASH SUCCESS!]
Climbing down into the dark, you keep your wits about you as you reach the bottom. Gripping your bat tightly, you see Lier all but jumping up and down in place in the middle of a rather spacious tunnel.
"Did...did you do all this yourself?" You gruffly ask, glancing around.
"Of course I did! I wasn't going to waste a fortune on equipment, or importing nasty robots! Instead I've strengthened my body by eating garlic and working out on the cold hard ground!"
[] A stone tablet depicting a snake-haired figure
[] The remains of some dark place of worship
"I asked how you're able to do all this. I mean, you fall out of the sky, you fly in through my bedroom window, I almost got strangled to death by a lamp, and now we're talking about stopping some genocidal space lunatic."
Though you try to speak as placidly as you can, you can't stop your eyes from reflexively narrowing.
"And I can't help but feel you're speaking from a place of experience on a lot of this stuff."
Buzz Buzz said nothing. It went on for so long that you actually stopped and looked to your shoulder, having to check to make sure he hadn't fallen or flown away.
"I used to be a part of Giygas's Army."
Though his 'face' is far different from a humans, you can tell he's not looking at you.
"I might be an 'alien' to you, but in the grand scheme of things I'm not that worldly. Giygas was just as much an alien to me as I was to you."
"The place where I came from doesn't even have a name. Giygas stopped by my world looking for recruits to invade some 'savage planet' whose inhabitants stole from his people. I wanted to go on an adventure, fight villains…"
"So you signed up to invade this place?" You eventually find the words to speak and seem to startle Buzz-Buzz.
They turn in place on your shoulder and finally meet your gaze.
"Hmm? Oh, no. Not here. Your other world."
"You're talking about Earth, aren't you? This isn't the first time Giygas has tried this, is it?"
Buzz-Buzz fluttered his wings.
"Nope. Second time, really. I was a part of the rank and file of the first invasion. Or well, the first 'war' as we called it. I was the operator of a small craft. In terms of size…I think you call them 'dinner plates'?"
Collect Information (Intrigue)
DC: 20/35/75
1d100 = 72+3 = 75
[Tier 3 SUCCESS!]
The goals of the Shark seem to be simple. Frankie seems to be pushing the gang to expand, both in terms of numbers and control. Something seems to have stirred his insecurities and has left him desperate to feel more in control.
He in particular is firmly against underage drinking, but couldn't care less about physical violence.
While it might be easy to assume he's simply an old man on a power trip who has to hide behind his officers, the reality of the situation is that you've heard first hand accounts of him beating up groups of criminals entirely by himself.With his bare hands.
You've heard a rumor that he claims to use "Super Ultra Sambo Mambo martial arts". However one particular kid at a library said that he's simply apparently covering up the fact he learned something called "Saikyo Style". Whatever that is.
.it became clear if Pirkle was talking to someone it wasn't over the phone.
"Now, C.D, tell me...what kind of PSI user are you?"
Your answer comes naturally. It's instinctive, almost.
Sticking out of the side of the sphere, previously concealed by the other side and the dirt of the crater, a jagged chunk of dark rock protrudes from the bowling ball sized pod.
The dark color of the stone seems almost unnatural with the green ore-like veins radiating through it being too bright in color to amidst the sea of dusty browns and grys.
[You discovered the Giant's Step Sanctuary! (Location unavailable due to Entertainer's Shack being locked)]
If you had told me during the initial invasion that humanity would have proper interstellar spacecraft just a few years afterwards I would have probably shot you.
I would have likely shot you anyway at the time, but that's besides the point.
I've also come to the realization that the surge of animated objects and berserk wildlife might not simply be Giygas following the strategy they did in the first war.
We suffered casualties during the first war. Not to such an extreme that one would write us off, but nothing to dismiss casually. And while Giygas had many years to rebuild his forces for this moment, in the grand scheme of things he couldn't conquer this planet by force even if his technology did give him enough of an advantage to do so.
Either there is a kingdom entirely made of paper somewhere out there in the depths of the pipeworks/outskirts. Or there is a magic book somewhere out there which houses the PM world. I'm not a lore expert but I think those are the two options.Also, just to ask, are the Paper Mario Games (N64 and TTYD) going to be counted as separate from the 8-bit Dystopia Koopa Kingdom, ooor....?
(Read: I am asking if there are multiple Peaches, MArios and Bowsers running around.)
well, iirc in this setting bowser, the mushroom kingdom and the plumbers are all somewhere in the sewers? a more mundane/down to earth scenario with less magic and more mutation, so there probably would be less (parallel universe-style at least) clone weirdness and the like.Also, just to ask, are the Paper Mario Games (N64 and TTYD) going to be counted as separate from the 8-bit Dystopia Koopa Kingdom, ooor....?
(Read: I am asking if there are multiple Peaches, MArios and Bowsers running around.)