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Infernal Conundrum: [Exalted/Worm] - Part 2: Hell is Other Exalts

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[X] Anyone else
--Seriously. You just wanted to be anyone, absolutely anyone, but Taylor Hebert right now.
[x]Stunt: Well, now that all the immediate fires were put out... okay. Time to eject from the situation. ... But not to your house. Too many memories. Briefly, you glance around at the various nurses and orderlies that frequent the hospital. "You know what, fuck this. I'm going to sleep on a couch somewhere. Someone tell Armsmaster I'll be around in the morning." Before anyone has a chance to object, you rush off in search of privacy. Well, somewhere to hide, more accurately. Not that you can hide from Being Taylor Herbert Today. ...right?

That LSD is very addicting.
 
[X] Anyone else

The go hide in dads room and hope he's still high option amuses me to no end, but anyone else seems more productive. Even though it will cause problems. And they just took him off suicide watch.
This won't end well.
 
[X] Help required immediately.
--Sure this wasn't the sort of thing he likely intended when he offered to help you, but surely Armsmaster knows of some nice, distracting, orderly paperwork you could be filling out right now. Anything to not have to try to explain to Dad or Panacea why you apparently hit on the healer who saved his life.
 
[X] Help required immediately.
--Sure this wasn't the sort of thing he likely intended when he offered to help you, but surely Armsmaster knows of some nice, distracting, orderly paperwork you could be filling out right now. Anything to not have to try to explain to Dad or Panacea why you apparently hit on the healer who saved his life.
 
[X] Help required immediately.
-[X] Stunt: As your feet carry you into Armsmaster's presence, you belatedly realize that this means you are also in the company of Brandish, whose daughter you just accidentally asked out... Maybe she'll be able to help clear the misunderstanding? You mean, Amy is a very nice girl, and it's not like you think anything bad about her, rather the opposite in fact... And you should just stop talking right now, shouldn't you?
 
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[X] Anyone else
--Seriously. You just wanted to be anyone, absolutely anyone, but Taylor Hebert right now.
[x]Stunt: Well, now that all the immediate fires were put out... okay. Time to eject from the situation. ... But not to your house. Too many memories. Briefly, you glance around at the various nurses and orderlies that frequent the hospital. "You know what, fuck this. I'm going to sleep on a couch somewhere. Someone tell Armsmaster I'll be around in the morning." Before anyone has a chance to object, you rush off in search of privacy. Well, somewhere to hide, more accurately. Not that you can hide from Being Taylor Herbert Today. ...right?
 
[X] Anyone else
--Seriously. You just wanted to be anyone, absolutely anyone, but Taylor Hebert right now.
[x]Stunt: Well, now that all the immediate fires were put out... okay. Time to eject from the situation. ... But not to your house. Too many memories. Briefly, you glance around at the various nurses and orderlies that frequent the hospital. "You know what, fuck this. I'm going to sleep on a couch somewhere. Someone tell Armsmaster I'll be around in the morning." Before anyone has a chance to object, you rush off in search of privacy. Well, somewhere to hide, more accurately. Not that you can hide from Being Taylor Herbert Today. ...right?
 
@Thief of Words: the new update doesn't seem to have the white-text issue. I don't know what you did differently (if anything), but it's more accessible now. I appreciate that.
[X] Anyone else
--Seriously. You just wanted to be anyone, absolutely anyone, but Taylor Hebert right now.
[x]Stunt: Well, now that all the immediate fires were put out... okay. Time to eject from the situation. ... But not to your house. Too many memories. Briefly, you glance around at the various nurses and orderlies that frequent the hospital. "You know what, fuck this. I'm going to sleep on a couch somewhere. Someone tell Armsmaster I'll be around in the morning." Before anyone has a chance to object, you rush off in search of privacy. Well, somewhere to hide, more accurately. Not that you can hide from Being Taylor Herbert Today. ...right?
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[X] Anyone else
--Seriously. You just wanted to be anyone, absolutely anyone, but Taylor Hebert right now.
[x]Stunt: Well, now that all the immediate fires were put out... okay. Time to eject from the situation. ... But not to your house. Too many memories. Briefly, you glance around at the various nurses and orderlies that frequent the hospital. "You know what, fuck this. I'm going to sleep on a couch somewhere. Someone tell Armsmaster I'll be around in the morning." Before anyone has a chance to object, you rush off in search of privacy. Well, somewhere to hide, more accurately. Not that you can hide from Being Taylor Herbert Today. ...right?
 
There's some charms in the Isidoros charmset that didn't make it into the Google Docs writeup from an older version. One of them seems like it warrants consideration if we want to kill the Simurgh in a moment of climactic enlightenment or something.


Land Beyond the Law
Cost: — ; Mins: Essence 5; Type: Simple (Dramatic Action)
Keywords: Blasphemy
Duration: Instant
Prerequisite Charms: Dark Forest of Lunacy, Brushing Off Spiders
Isidoros opposed the invention of Fate, preferring to embrace the unpredictability of a world unmanaged. This Charm permanently alters the madzone produced by Dark Forest of Lunacy, allowing the Infernal to render it outside Fate upon activating that Charm. Madzones that are outside Fate are always persistent Blasphemies, regardless of how large they are – they are also not considered part of Creation, with all the normal effects that entails. Note that characters outside Creation are not (barring magic tying them to the Loom) considered to be within Fate.
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If it and its prereqs are fair game and it makes a zone where precognition stops working...

Source: Isidoros, the Black Boar That Twists the Sky - Exalted - White Wolf - White Wolf Publishing
 
They didn't make it because Revlid considered the whole thing too bloated, and some of the charms were more thematic with metagaos (Like the jungle making charm that is a prereq for that.)
 
[x] Being Taylor is Shame and Life is Strange.
--OH GOD NO, you could NOT go to Dad's room. Given how things had gone the last few days, Murphy's Law meant he'd be lucid enough to ask all sorts of awkward connections. And you couldn't ask Armsmaster about it. Never mind the whole explaining to him what happened part, but Mrs. Dallon was still out there, and you did NOT want to explain to her why you'd asked for both of her daughters' phone numbers in the course of a single night. With your luck it'd just make everything even worse. Somehow. You didn't have a destination in mind...just...away. You needed to get away.

I needs my Skitterpan, LOOOL!
 
[X] Anyone else
--Seriously. You just wanted to be anyone, absolutely anyone, but Taylor Hebert right now.
-[x]Stunt: Well, now that all the immediate fires were put out... okay. Time to eject from the situation. ... But not to your house. Too many memories. Briefly, you glance around at the various nurses and orderlies that frequent the hospital. "You know what, fuck this. I'm going to sleep on a couch somewhere. Someone tell Armsmaster I'll be around in the morning." Before anyone has a chance to object, you rush off in search of privacy. Well, somewhere to hide, more accurately. Not that you can hide from Being Taylor Herbert Today. ...right?
-[X[Stunt: You daydream wishing that you are someone normal, someone unremarklable, someone without problems. Or perhaps a Chosen One destinied to save (or to destroy) world. Or perhaps both...
 
[x] Being Taylor is Shame and Life is Strange.
--OH GOD NO, you could NOT go to Dad's room. Given how things had gone the last few days, Murphy's Law meant he'd be lucid enough to ask all sorts of awkward connections. And you couldn't ask Armsmaster about it. Never mind the whole explaining to him what happened part, but Mrs. Dallon was still out there, and you did NOT want to explain to her why you'd asked for both of her daughters' phone numbers in the course of a single night. With your luck it'd just make everything even worse. Somehow. You didn't have a destination in mind...just...away. You needed to get away.


Words cannot express.
The levels of awkwardness.
This Taylor has reached.
 
Tanor said:
-[X[Stunt: You daydream wishing that you are someone normal, someone unremarklable, someone without problems.
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Incidentally, this was pretty much what I intended with that stunt: turn into someone normal and find a ditch to sleep in. A ditch inside the hospital, mind you. Or a couch. Or a chair. Or a floor. :V

the DragonBard said:
@Twei
The 'Anyone Else' option seems meant for us to discover we have Loom-Snarling, and your stunt doesn't work for that.
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Does the phrase 'Not that you can hide from Being Taylor Herbert Today. ...right?' not imply that she's about to figure it out? Especially given that Loom-Snarling Deception sounds to me like literally hiding your identity from the world, among other things. More importantly, saying any form of 'That's impossible! ...right?' is just asking to be proven wrong. :V
 
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