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Hidden Truths: A Superhero Quest
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- Original Modern Superhero
Alright! Vote is closed. While I write the second update. I'll talk a little more about the Race System™ Name Pending.
As you all know by doing certain actions you'll unlock certain races. This is great and all, but I'll go even further than that.
There's the Beastial, Demonic, Monstrous, Undead, Man, and Elementals races.
Elves are a race of Man, Genasi are Elementals, Imps are Demonic, a Werewolf would be beastial, Zombie would be an undead, and a Mind Flayer would be monstrous.
Each division has a certain theme of what you need to do to unlock races of that field. Due to this, from now on, what you wish to do will be up to you. You already know several actions you could take, and I'm writing the next post to try to help you understand the apartment and Horo a bit more.
You've already unlocked a race, and I doubt that's too hard to guess.
I need to ask all of you a question. Should I use a simple d20 system? If I do, I'll implement bonuses in the Races themselves, instead of how abstract it is now, however, the d20 will include a nat 1 where your current race dies, and a nat 20 where you gain a new race. This is about accurate for how often I expect you to die, and races will still be coming in faster than your losing them, unless you do something crazy.
[X] Yes, Dice system
[X] No, Dice system
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SleepyCaterpilar
Just a Rapariga
Not sure I completely understand but
[X] Yes, Dice system
[X] Yes, Dice system
Sorry... can I clarify something for you?
SleepyCaterpilar
Just a Rapariga
Oh, no need, I'm bad with mechanics in general. Just gonna trust our fellow questers in this
Narrative. I go by gut instinct, which... I'm a pessimist chances are, your going to have better results with a dice system in place. Especially if no one makes plans on how to fight an opponent.
But, it's an option! Horo is currently a noncombatant with a power, thats form of invincibility still contains some loss, your opponents are going to be all over the place. But anyone with a more combat focused power, or even with a gun and some training outclasses you. Until you get a better Combat form. Even then, as time progresses greater threats will show up .. Yeah, Combat isn't exactly your Forte, Horo is a generalist. She can do anything decently but won't excel at anything.
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Race System Unlocked!
In the moments before she took that decisive gulp, Horo's mind was filled with the realization that this elixir was her key to unlocking extraordinary abilities. The idea of change wasn't daunting for her; instead, it fueled her excitement. The unknown future was far better for her than what she currently experienced. There were so many possibilities to be explored.
With a self-assured demeanor, Horo raised the vial to her lips, a glint of determination in her eyes. Due to her hunger, she was driven to improve her life. The brown liquid within the vial shimmered with potential, mirroring the boundless possibilities that Horo envisioned for her future with the aid of the brown vial. Yet, even as she drank, a certain anime was brought to mind; she would never understand what they saw she shared with Holo besides her name. She guessed she would never know.
[SLIDE title="Analysis Complete!"]
Horo stood in awe, her surprise evident as the Race System unfolded. An avid lover of anime and the immersive world of Monsters and Mazes, her favorite TTRPG, she had never imagined that these fantastical realms would intertwine with her reality.
The city, now encapsulated within a dimensional bubble, pulsated with chaos. Horo, torn between the enchantment of the newly revealed system and the concern for her cherished TTRPG friends, found herself in a situation where her circumstances changed how she should navigate the chaos within the chaos of the city itself. Chicago was a tumultuous blend of uncertainty, and she grappled with the weight of not knowing how to reconnect with those she held dear.
As the Race System beckoned her towards unexplored adventures, Horo couldn't shake off the worry that tugged at her heart. Her favorite friends, who had shared countless tales within the realms of Monsters and Mazes, were now distanced by the strange circumstances enveloping the city.
Horo had no idea what path she'd head down, not even caring about her friends enough to be confident she'd choose to pursue helping them in the state the city was.
As she perused the next tab she looked into the ability unlocked screen, and read the ability. Thinking to herself so, that was what this Race System specialized in for her… Brown's were way too rare, and yet the LITRPG fiction she had read, by the request of Brad. Did it give her some knowledge of the rarest vial? No, Black General existed. That's why the most powerful heroes of her city were gone… She had to remember that. So, it was the second-rarest vial.
Horo's stomach grumbled in the stillness of her apartment, a reminder of her hunger and the extraordinary circumstances that had led to the unlocking of her first race. Dog Food, an unlikely catalyst, had bestowed upon her the traits of the Dog-Folk, a race with a weird bend compared to her needs. It wasn't the mightiest power, but it was hers, a subtle enhancement to her senses that came at the cost of color vision.
The daunting reality of the rioting streets and the presence of supervillains had kept her confined, but now, with the yearning for more, she contemplated venturing out. Her desire for a stronger race, a bear-folk perhaps, fueled her determination. Was there such a thing as bear food? She knew cat food existed... maybe she should check out a pet store? The city's chaos had transformed the mundane into a quest for survival and strength.
Without hesitation, she voiced her intent aloud, "Racial Transformation Dog-Folk." She had no idea if it needed to be spoken, but the nature of it being her first made her feel the need demanded in this case.
As Horo underwent the Racial Transformation, she found herself in an unexpected moment of stillness. A loading screen materialized before her, a digital interlude within the tapestry of reality. Grateful that it wasn't the troublesome hues of a yellow or green vial, she acknowledged the simplicity of the loading screen.
However, a strange realization dawned upon her – her body was forcibly stilled. An unforeseen obstacle in the form of immobility presented itself. Panic flickered briefly, but her rational mind took charge. How was she supposed to use this ability effectively if she couldn't move when the ability was activated?
The solution became apparent; she needed to leverage the races corresponding to their unique strengths when she set out to do something. Horo wouldn't be able to do this during combat or other quick actions, but she paced herself she should manage. Though an unusual pause for a transformation like this, at least as far as she was aware, the loading screen became a moment of strategic contemplation. Her adaptability would be tested in this uncharted territory, and her choices during these transformations would determine the course of her adventures.
With the loading screen lingering, Horo prepared herself for the next phase, resolving to navigate this system thoughtfully and strategically. The stillness was temporary, and once the loading was completed, only two possibilities were revealed: human or Dog-Folk. Human was already highlighted; she, of course, selected Dog-folk. The selection waited until after loading, simply saying racial transformation would suffice in the future. Was this perhaps considering the change of circumstances even a brief pause would warrant?
In the moments that followed the loading screen, Horo's senses gradually returned, and her body underwent a transformation. The Dog-Folk race manifested itself, leaving her with a unique blend of human and canine features. Her form now adorned dog ears and a tail, a subtle yet distinct alteration. She had yet to learn what this would be termed outside her personal system, but she wondered if others had the proper terms, just with different abilities attached. What about a golden retriever-folk as well? Would such a race exist, or was a dog-folk as specific as it got? There were many questions to ponder, and she wondered about the potential of other races; there were sapient races of fantasy she needed to figure out this system encompassed, nor how she would unlock them. Similarly, she doubted consumption was the only way to gain access to a race, simply the only one she had thus experienced.
As she took stock of her physicality, the absence of increased strength puzzled her. However, a nuanced change resonated in her legs – muscles built for speed instead of endurance, a testament to the subtle but tangible effects of the Dog-Folk transformation. The true revelation, however, lay in her heightened senses.
Vision, once familiar, took on a new perspective, as did her sense of smell and hearing. The world around her unfolded in layers previously unnoticed. Colors appeared less vibrant, various objects she would never have imagined blended in with each other, scents more discernible, and the sounds of the environment were a symphony of nuanced tones. The Dog-Folk traits had seamlessly woven into her being, enhancing her physical prowess and perception of the world.
As a newly transformed Dog-Folk, Horo's enhanced senses brought the details of her apartment into sharper focus. The scent of mold lingered in the air, and the strange smells and lingering dust and dirt of her living space became more apparent. The perfumes in the other room mingled with the atmosphere, creating a curious blend of scents.
As she surveyed her surroundings, she couldn't detect anyone nearby. The absence of sounds raised the question of whether she was the sole occupant of the apartments. The hint of blood she had smelled added an unsettling layer to the mystery. Was there someone killing others within the building? The uncertainty gnawed at her instincts, urging caution.
Her mind raced as she tried to recall the layout of her one-bedroom apartment. The sharp knives in the kitchen, her purse, dresses, makeup, and various possessions came to mind. Random pills resided in the bathroom medicine cabinet, and cleaning supplies filled the space alongside other items she couldn't quite remember. She doubted any of these items would help against someone who could kill so many people so quickly if they existed.
Her dilemma was whether or not she should call someone, and if she did who? It gnawed on her. The rebels or the city's current leaders could offer assistance, but revealing her abilities carried risks. Moreover, the situation's urgency made her question the time it would take for help to arrive. The suspicion of a potential murderer in her building heightened the stakes, and Horo grappled with the decision of whether to disclose her abilities for the sake of assistance or to navigate the situation on her own. The threads of her choices intertwined, creating a complex narrative in which each decision held consequences. Still, being watched didn't help her nerves, a feeling she didn't realize that was present until she was so tense.
It all boiled down to what should she do?
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With a self-assured demeanor, Horo raised the vial to her lips, a glint of determination in her eyes. Due to her hunger, she was driven to improve her life. The brown liquid within the vial shimmered with potential, mirroring the boundless possibilities that Horo envisioned for her future with the aid of the brown vial. Yet, even as she drank, a certain anime was brought to mind; she would never understand what they saw she shared with Holo besides her name. She guessed she would never know.
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System Activation Alert:
Race System Unleashed!
Horo, brace yourself for an extraordinary odyssey! You now stand on the threshold of a realm where the myriad lives of innumerable races await your exploration. Prepare to delve into the intricacies that define them, experience their unique perspectives, and wield the distinct advantages they offer.
In this immersive journey, you won't merely observe these races – you shall embody them. Walk in their footsteps and harness the strengths inherent to each. The boundaries between observer and participant blur as you become a living conduit to the diverse tapestry of existence.
This is more than an opportunity; it's a profound metamorphosis. Your essence will intertwine with the diverse cores of countless races, forging a connection that transcends the ordinary. Embrace the diversity, Horo, and let the boundless experiences of these races shape the narrative of your epic saga. It is with them your successes on your journey shall be brought forth!
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System Alert:
Ability Unlocked - Racial Transformation!
Horo, a pivotal power now resides within you. The profound gift of Racial Transformation has been unveiled, granting you the extraordinary capability to morph into various unlocked races. This ability is the key to a kaleidoscope of experiences and strengths.
Ability Description:
Racial transformation empowers you to seamlessly shift your form, embodying the essence of different races. The diversity of the multiverse is now at your fingertips, and you hold the power to explore the unique attributes of each unlocked race.
However, tread carefully, for this remarkable gift comes a perilous caveat. Should you meet your demise while embodying a specific race, that essence will forever be close to you. Your choices will shape your destiny and the fabric of the races you unlock.
As you navigate this newfound ability, remember that each transformation is a double-edged sword – a gateway to unparalleled strengths and a potential farewell to that facet of the multiverse. The tapestry of races awaits your touch, Horo, and with Racial Transformation, you hold the key to a saga written in more and more forms.
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System Analysis Complete!
Congratulations, Horo! Through your diligence, you've discovered and experienced the circumstances required to unlock a new race! Involving the consumption of Dog Food, the enigmatic Dog-Folk race has been opened for you. This newly acquired race introduces three distinct Traits shaping your experiences in your future adventures.
Dog-Folk Traits:
Bloodhound:
Advantage: +4 to tracking and perception checks relying on smell and hearing.
Disadvantage: -2 to perception checks dependent on a sense of color due to your color blindness.
Short-Run Runner:
Advantage: +2 to short-distance runs, showcasing your ability to move faster than an average human.
Disadvantage: -4 to long-distance runs, reflecting a reduced persistence over extended distances, you are no persistent hunter.
Adorable:
Advantage: +5 for checks related to persuasion using your natural form; only works on individuals who harbor affection for dogs.
With these traits, you embody the essence of the Dog Folk, blending canine attributes with human capabilities. Your heightened senses and charming demeanor allow you to excel as the kind girl who helps those in need.
As your list of unlocked races expands, each choice you make leaves an indelible mark on the tapestry of your adventures. Embrace the canine charm, Horo, and let the Dog-Folk become a unique chapter in your ever-evolving narrative. Your future is bright; let each mark on your history be positive!
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Horo stood in awe, her surprise evident as the Race System unfolded. An avid lover of anime and the immersive world of Monsters and Mazes, her favorite TTRPG, she had never imagined that these fantastical realms would intertwine with her reality.
The city, now encapsulated within a dimensional bubble, pulsated with chaos. Horo, torn between the enchantment of the newly revealed system and the concern for her cherished TTRPG friends, found herself in a situation where her circumstances changed how she should navigate the chaos within the chaos of the city itself. Chicago was a tumultuous blend of uncertainty, and she grappled with the weight of not knowing how to reconnect with those she held dear.
As the Race System beckoned her towards unexplored adventures, Horo couldn't shake off the worry that tugged at her heart. Her favorite friends, who had shared countless tales within the realms of Monsters and Mazes, were now distanced by the strange circumstances enveloping the city.
Horo had no idea what path she'd head down, not even caring about her friends enough to be confident she'd choose to pursue helping them in the state the city was.
As she perused the next tab she looked into the ability unlocked screen, and read the ability. Thinking to herself so, that was what this Race System specialized in for her… Brown's were way too rare, and yet the LITRPG fiction she had read, by the request of Brad. Did it give her some knowledge of the rarest vial? No, Black General existed. That's why the most powerful heroes of her city were gone… She had to remember that. So, it was the second-rarest vial.
Horo's stomach grumbled in the stillness of her apartment, a reminder of her hunger and the extraordinary circumstances that had led to the unlocking of her first race. Dog Food, an unlikely catalyst, had bestowed upon her the traits of the Dog-Folk, a race with a weird bend compared to her needs. It wasn't the mightiest power, but it was hers, a subtle enhancement to her senses that came at the cost of color vision.
The daunting reality of the rioting streets and the presence of supervillains had kept her confined, but now, with the yearning for more, she contemplated venturing out. Her desire for a stronger race, a bear-folk perhaps, fueled her determination. Was there such a thing as bear food? She knew cat food existed... maybe she should check out a pet store? The city's chaos had transformed the mundane into a quest for survival and strength.
Without hesitation, she voiced her intent aloud, "Racial Transformation Dog-Folk." She had no idea if it needed to be spoken, but the nature of it being her first made her feel the need demanded in this case.
As Horo underwent the Racial Transformation, she found herself in an unexpected moment of stillness. A loading screen materialized before her, a digital interlude within the tapestry of reality. Grateful that it wasn't the troublesome hues of a yellow or green vial, she acknowledged the simplicity of the loading screen.
However, a strange realization dawned upon her – her body was forcibly stilled. An unforeseen obstacle in the form of immobility presented itself. Panic flickered briefly, but her rational mind took charge. How was she supposed to use this ability effectively if she couldn't move when the ability was activated?
The solution became apparent; she needed to leverage the races corresponding to their unique strengths when she set out to do something. Horo wouldn't be able to do this during combat or other quick actions, but she paced herself she should manage. Though an unusual pause for a transformation like this, at least as far as she was aware, the loading screen became a moment of strategic contemplation. Her adaptability would be tested in this uncharted territory, and her choices during these transformations would determine the course of her adventures.
With the loading screen lingering, Horo prepared herself for the next phase, resolving to navigate this system thoughtfully and strategically. The stillness was temporary, and once the loading was completed, only two possibilities were revealed: human or Dog-Folk. Human was already highlighted; she, of course, selected Dog-folk. The selection waited until after loading, simply saying racial transformation would suffice in the future. Was this perhaps considering the change of circumstances even a brief pause would warrant?
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Human
Dog-Folk
In the moments that followed the loading screen, Horo's senses gradually returned, and her body underwent a transformation. The Dog-Folk race manifested itself, leaving her with a unique blend of human and canine features. Her form now adorned dog ears and a tail, a subtle yet distinct alteration. She had yet to learn what this would be termed outside her personal system, but she wondered if others had the proper terms, just with different abilities attached. What about a golden retriever-folk as well? Would such a race exist, or was a dog-folk as specific as it got? There were many questions to ponder, and she wondered about the potential of other races; there were sapient races of fantasy she needed to figure out this system encompassed, nor how she would unlock them. Similarly, she doubted consumption was the only way to gain access to a race, simply the only one she had thus experienced.
As she took stock of her physicality, the absence of increased strength puzzled her. However, a nuanced change resonated in her legs – muscles built for speed instead of endurance, a testament to the subtle but tangible effects of the Dog-Folk transformation. The true revelation, however, lay in her heightened senses.
Vision, once familiar, took on a new perspective, as did her sense of smell and hearing. The world around her unfolded in layers previously unnoticed. Colors appeared less vibrant, various objects she would never have imagined blended in with each other, scents more discernible, and the sounds of the environment were a symphony of nuanced tones. The Dog-Folk traits had seamlessly woven into her being, enhancing her physical prowess and perception of the world.
As a newly transformed Dog-Folk, Horo's enhanced senses brought the details of her apartment into sharper focus. The scent of mold lingered in the air, and the strange smells and lingering dust and dirt of her living space became more apparent. The perfumes in the other room mingled with the atmosphere, creating a curious blend of scents.
As she surveyed her surroundings, she couldn't detect anyone nearby. The absence of sounds raised the question of whether she was the sole occupant of the apartments. The hint of blood she had smelled added an unsettling layer to the mystery. Was there someone killing others within the building? The uncertainty gnawed at her instincts, urging caution.
Her mind raced as she tried to recall the layout of her one-bedroom apartment. The sharp knives in the kitchen, her purse, dresses, makeup, and various possessions came to mind. Random pills resided in the bathroom medicine cabinet, and cleaning supplies filled the space alongside other items she couldn't quite remember. She doubted any of these items would help against someone who could kill so many people so quickly if they existed.
Her dilemma was whether or not she should call someone, and if she did who? It gnawed on her. The rebels or the city's current leaders could offer assistance, but revealing her abilities carried risks. Moreover, the situation's urgency made her question the time it would take for help to arrive. The suspicion of a potential murderer in her building heightened the stakes, and Horo grappled with the decision of whether to disclose her abilities for the sake of assistance or to navigate the situation on her own. The threads of her choices intertwined, creating a complex narrative in which each decision held consequences. Still, being watched didn't help her nerves, a feeling she didn't realize that was present until she was so tense.
It all boiled down to what should she do?
[] Write-in
[X] Plan: Getting first bearings
-[X] finding friends/a pack is important, but a revealed secret can't be unrevealed. Keep the changes a secret for now and keep an eye out for trustworthy people to cooperate with.
-[X] find an outfit that keeps ears+tail hidden to enable subtle use of her dogfolk abilities.
-[X] pack her purse,
--[X] the knives may not be a good weapon, but since the transformation didn't involved teeth/claws they are better than no weapon.
--[X] whatever first aid items + medicine is still left in the med cabinet, an old shirt that could be cut to strips for impromptu bandages.
--[X] perfumes can be used to scentmark people/things for easier tracking. Take a few.
--[X] ...
-[X] Test the dogfolk-hiding outfit in front of the mirror by transforming to human and back.
-[X] Once prepared: Investigate the missing people/sounds. If there is an attacker and the only sign is the absence of noise + a faint smell of blood, it must be stealth based. Use the unexpected dogfolk sense boost to look out for hidden attackers. We may be able to save someone if they were attacked and the attacker left them to die!
-[X] finding friends/a pack is important, but a revealed secret can't be unrevealed. Keep the changes a secret for now and keep an eye out for trustworthy people to cooperate with.
-[X] find an outfit that keeps ears+tail hidden to enable subtle use of her dogfolk abilities.
-[X] pack her purse,
--[X] the knives may not be a good weapon, but since the transformation didn't involved teeth/claws they are better than no weapon.
--[X] whatever first aid items + medicine is still left in the med cabinet, an old shirt that could be cut to strips for impromptu bandages.
--[X] perfumes can be used to scentmark people/things for easier tracking. Take a few.
--[X] ...
-[X] Test the dogfolk-hiding outfit in front of the mirror by transforming to human and back.
-[X] Once prepared: Investigate the missing people/sounds. If there is an attacker and the only sign is the absence of noise + a faint smell of blood, it must be stealth based. Use the unexpected dogfolk sense boost to look out for hidden attackers. We may be able to save someone if they were attacked and the attacker left them to die!
[X] Plan: Getting first bearings
SleepyCaterpilar
Just a Rapariga
[X] Plan: Getting first bearings
I wonder what other stuff can unlock new races. If dog food did, then maybe cat food? Bird Food? Fish food? Might be worth trying
I wonder what other stuff can unlock new races. If dog food did, then maybe cat food? Bird Food? Fish food? Might be worth trying