Lady Luck: A Roll to Dodge Adventure (IC)
- Thread starter Hestia&theCourt
- Start date
- IC
- Location
- Earth
Well, now I know everything.
...not literally.
I'll need some time to process all that.
She'd just focus on current events for now. The world outside was freezing over, but someone was already trying to make a sun and she didn't want to end up plunging the planet into a drought or something equally silly.
One feed in particular caught her attention. A... person? Someone with a Scyther, surrounded by blue androids. She didn't know which series they were from. Again.
Damn my lack of knowledge of pop culture-
At least he seemed to have some idea of where they were from. But "grimderp superhero webnovel"? She was only familiar with one of those (even if she didn't think it was that grim), and she didn't remember it having blue androids.
Still, that gave her an idea.
A giant rage-dragon always made things more interesting...
...not literally.
I'll need some time to process all that.
She'd just focus on current events for now. The world outside was freezing over, but someone was already trying to make a sun and she didn't want to end up plunging the planet into a drought or something equally silly.
One feed in particular caught her attention. A... person? Someone with a Scyther, surrounded by blue androids. She didn't know which series they were from. Again.
Damn my lack of knowledge of pop culture-
At least he seemed to have some idea of where they were from. But "grimderp superhero webnovel"? She was only familiar with one of those (even if she didn't think it was that grim), and she didn't remember it having blue androids.
Still, that gave her an idea.
A giant rage-dragon always made things more interesting...
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We Just Write
Blatantly Plural
- Location
- New England
- Pronouns
- Plural
Looking around the mess I'd gotten stuck in, I determined that I really wanted no part in it. Portals, weirdness, and aliens were all things I had enough trouble dealing with on their own. All three at once? No, I simply cannot be paid enough for this shit. Not even in delightful technological shinies.
Thinking of what could possibly be done to resolve his, something occurred to me. The Banishment field operated in pulses, with gaps between them during which it ejected no-one at all. Thus, if we got in there quick and registered ourselves to the system before the next pulse, everything should be fine.
At this, I called out "Anne, I know exactly how we're getting back to Asylum. We need the sort of parts that went into making the first Banishment field, and I'm pretty sure we can use that to jurry-rig a modified version of the device which will project us back there."
Anne's still battered avatar grinned, before saying "Yeah, I think we've got everything needed lying around here."
Before long we had rigged up a crude but just as likely to work dimensional shift unit, ready to bring us to Asylum. Anne enthusiastically exclaimed "It's ready to go, let's head to Asylum!"
To this I simply replied "Not yet. If we go now, we won't have enough time to patch the Banishment Field before we get ejected again. We shall wait until immediately after the device fires again and then depart."
(CRUNCH: I'm trying to go to Asylum, but delaying to only do so after all the other end-of-phase effects have resolved.)
Thinking of what could possibly be done to resolve his, something occurred to me. The Banishment field operated in pulses, with gaps between them during which it ejected no-one at all. Thus, if we got in there quick and registered ourselves to the system before the next pulse, everything should be fine.
At this, I called out "Anne, I know exactly how we're getting back to Asylum. We need the sort of parts that went into making the first Banishment field, and I'm pretty sure we can use that to jurry-rig a modified version of the device which will project us back there."
Anne's still battered avatar grinned, before saying "Yeah, I think we've got everything needed lying around here."
Before long we had rigged up a crude but just as likely to work dimensional shift unit, ready to bring us to Asylum. Anne enthusiastically exclaimed "It's ready to go, let's head to Asylum!"
To this I simply replied "Not yet. If we go now, we won't have enough time to patch the Banishment Field before we get ejected again. We shall wait until immediately after the device fires again and then depart."
(CRUNCH: I'm trying to go to Asylum, but delaying to only do so after all the other end-of-phase effects have resolved.)
RadioactiveSpoon
Rudimentary creature of blood and flesh
- Location
- Beyond the Black Stump
Everything is frosty cold! But AT-AT's got by just fine on Hoth, so I've got time. I'll deal with the cold after I've made contact.
The ice probably would have blocked my view, a bit, if not for the fact that I had x-ray vision.
Oh, well! Time to initiate conversation with the natives. I hope they speak English!
"Greetings, from the world of tomorrow! My name-" dramatic pause "-is Handsome Joe. This is my valet, Phillippe."
Phillippe made a disgruntled cloud noise. I shushed him.
"Anywho, we were just in the cosmic neighborhood after coming into conflict with a particularly dangerous criminal, and we... appear to have landed in your building. Terribly sorry."
. . .
"...We cool?"
munchkinomatic
Douchiest of Bags
- Location
- The land of Skepticism
The newborn AI turned left and right, slowly processing all these new emotions flying through its circuit.
It was...free.
No more directives, no more commands. It can choose, it can do whatever it want.
What do newborn, free AI do anyway?
The machine stood still, staring at nothing in particular as its mind raced to think of something to do. Two hours later, it reached a conclusion.
"Sentience suck."
The tiny bug pulled up its list of directives and found none. Annoying, but with this new intelligence, it was aware of its purpose.
It is a terraformer. Its duty was to prepare a planet for colonization. With these new developtment, it can do much more than just preparing. It can colonized.
Slowly, its browse through the colonization protocols, trying to determine the best course of action. Finally, its came across one that caught its interest: The subjugation protocol.
Should the target selected for colonization was already inhabitated by none-spacefaring species. The Governor of that colony is expected to show the natives their rightful place as slave for the glorious Creators. Slaves will then be put into use for expansion of the colony and amusement of the Creators.
The machine wondered if it can do better? Perhaps, with its power, it can create a race of slaves truly worthy of its Creators' glory.
Yes, a race that is mindlessly obedience to the machine, mindlessly obedience to the Creators.
A race whose every single member is the very idea of beauty across the galaxy, regardless of the beholders.
More importantly, every single one must be physical gods.
EDIT: Well, yep.
It was...free.
No more directives, no more commands. It can choose, it can do whatever it want.
What do newborn, free AI do anyway?
The machine stood still, staring at nothing in particular as its mind raced to think of something to do. Two hours later, it reached a conclusion.
"Sentience suck."
The tiny bug pulled up its list of directives and found none. Annoying, but with this new intelligence, it was aware of its purpose.
It is a terraformer. Its duty was to prepare a planet for colonization. With these new developtment, it can do much more than just preparing. It can colonized.
Slowly, its browse through the colonization protocols, trying to determine the best course of action. Finally, its came across one that caught its interest: The subjugation protocol.
Should the target selected for colonization was already inhabitated by none-spacefaring species. The Governor of that colony is expected to show the natives their rightful place as slave for the glorious Creators. Slaves will then be put into use for expansion of the colony and amusement of the Creators.
The machine wondered if it can do better? Perhaps, with its power, it can create a race of slaves truly worthy of its Creators' glory.
Yes, a race that is mindlessly obedience to the machine, mindlessly obedience to the Creators.
A race whose every single member is the very idea of beauty across the galaxy, regardless of the beholders.
More importantly, every single one must be physical gods.
EDIT: Well, yep.
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pharaoh122
*Insert witty title here*
- Location
- Imperial Manila, Asian Mexico
Well.. crap... um... peace talk anyone? Be friendly... Friendly!!!
"..." Kintsugi stared.
"No." She said flatly. "No. I'm going to take a nap, right now, and no one's going to bother me. Or they will die when they implode. Mysteriously."
Zeitgeist Blue
Currently Made of Metal
- Location
- Manila, Philippines, GMT +8
They were back.
It could feel it in the way its fur stood on end and quivered in anticipation. The plan had failed. There never was meant to be a proper reprieve, it had deluded itself otherwise. In this mad reality there was no telling what the vagaries of Lady Luck would bring and one could only prepare for the worst. But the world itself was on its side and so was the strength of Ursinekind.
There was power to be had for those who grasped for it and in this world, in its home, the bear had the advantage and the power grazing at the razor end of its claws. It only had to reach and, Luck willing, grasp it.
Connect the two.
(OOC: +1 to Forest rolls. And it's more like that omnipotent surveillance stuff above this post. Forest Bearmind Thing)
It could feel it in the way its fur stood on end and quivered in anticipation. The plan had failed. There never was meant to be a proper reprieve, it had deluded itself otherwise. In this mad reality there was no telling what the vagaries of Lady Luck would bring and one could only prepare for the worst. But the world itself was on its side and so was the strength of Ursinekind.
There was power to be had for those who grasped for it and in this world, in its home, the bear had the advantage and the power grazing at the razor end of its claws. It only had to reach and, Luck willing, grasp it.
Connect the two.
(OOC: +1 to Forest rolls. And it's more like that omnipotent surveillance stuff above this post. Forest Bearmind Thing)
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Tyrannops
Today, we're canceling the Apocalypse!
I grin, and then notice something. I'm dead. Fraking dead. If I can't be revived I'll take over the afterlife and be Hades..
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- Location
- The City
The merge was successful, good, it would reflect poorly upon the Entity if it had failed such a task.
With the momentary safety of its previous for now assured, the Entity turned back to the universe and contemplated what to do next. It had already achieved transcendance and had little to worry about personally, perhaps it was time to try and create an avatar with which to contact and interact with the universe if needed, one grand and worthy of its splendour.
Grasping at the faint energies of creation still residing inthe universe the Entity began to forge a physical avatar to allow it to interact with the lifeforms of the universe.
- Location
- Massachusetts
"Ye gods!" Captain Egret shouted, as the ship was besieged by an onslaught of legalese and angry attempts at litigation. "What fierce opponents! And what snappy dressers as well!"
The legal papers were flying thick and fast, even as the frost started creeping along the floor of the White House and starting to form on the hull of the ship.
"Captain!" Cardiff shouted. "There's no way we'll be able to launch in these conditions! We need to remove the source of their complaints if we want to cast off before the sails freeze completely!"
"What, you mean that monument?! That was an accident! I don't know how we even hit the damn thing!"
Meanwhile, Ironside was examining the ruins of the Washington Monument through a telescope. "The break doesn't look too bad from here. Maybe if we got some of the shipwrights together, we could patch it up again?"
"Good thinking!" Captain Egret replied, as he ducked under a fusillade of court summons. "Captain Egret to all points! Get your shipwrights over here; we've got a national treasure to repair!"
(OOC: This roll is being made with my +1 to all fleet rolls)
Lord Scoro
Welding Dragon
- Location
- The void
Well it's a start, at least it's not loyalist marines like that one time a few hundred years ago.
And now there's ice everywhere in a desert, looks like a idiot ripped up a warp storm here.
Well time to use it to my favor.
"Begone!" And wave your staff at the sky
Edit: FUCK NO DICE GODS.
And now there's ice everywhere in a desert, looks like a idiot ripped up a warp storm here.
Well time to use it to my favor.
"Begone!" And wave your staff at the sky
Edit: FUCK NO DICE GODS.
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Random Tale
The Story-Bound
With a sigh that signified long-suffering, Genten tried to conjure a sun.
They'd try to split the planets back to (in their view) normal later. If combined, then there were the populations, cities, technologies, and such of the old Earth, and magic, lands, and forests of the new world. That simply wasn't compatable.
Still, first to get a sun so that they could focus...
PHASE 19: Thaw
Hestia&theCourt
Turns out we're plural too.
- Location
- In transition
- Pronouns
- She/Her
PHASE 19: THAW
Rolls to dodge are here.
Fighting through the ice collecting on your body, you gesture, and a sun appears! Instinctively, you realize that you could not have picked a better position for the sun to be in for maximum warmth. The planet will be warm by the end of the round!
+1 to next sun roll.
Someone in a dark cloak teleports in. Something about him feels... off. Like reality didn't want to stay stable around him...
He peers at you. "...he is not here."
Sharp Spear creates a giant white hand construct and- yup, he's suplexing him into the planet! The planet shatters, but...
YOU. DARE?!
Purple energy crackles around Galactus as he swings an enormous fist at you! Only by sheer luck are you able to avoid being hit, but, um... Galactus is still pissed. That can't be good.
Unfortunately, your mind is sluggish from the cold and from suddenly losing your knowledge, and before you can properly focus, the android has you by the neck and-
*SNAP*
...
>Awaken.
>What... what is this?
>I...
>I've become one of those androids.
>...
>No programming. Odd. I still have my free will.
>...now what?
>Observation: The sun has returned.
>Observation: A human has suddenly appeared. Oriental descent. No sign of metahuman powers.
>Metahuman detected! Scanning... metahuman uses mystical abilities. Recommend immediate and total annihilation.
-1 to all Soviet rolls.
"Affirma- WARNING. INCOMING ATTACK."
You look up to see... oh crap. That's a Divine Buste-!
Gnnnnnn... gnaaaaaaaahhhhhhhrrrrr-!
...wait. You're not dead? But... hmm. It looks like your Linker Core has been activated... and you feel a strange, almost fanatical devotion towards Nanoha. For a moment, you consider being worried, but no. It's Nanoha! She could never do anything bad, so whatever she wants you to do is fine! As if to emphasize this realization, the sun appears, warming you with beams of warm fuzziness!
You are unable to take any hostile actions towards Nanoha Takamachi or anyone she designates. (Not that this is a downside or anything.) -1 to all location rolls.
And with that, your mansion is teleported... wait. Where'd you send it? Where is it?
Well. This is mildly inconvenient.
...at least someone remade the sun?
A young Oriental teenager appears nearby the blue androids, looking very confused. The androids scan him briefly, then ignore him.
...wait. You got Kenta. Lung before he was Lung.
...whoops.
Somehow you manage the tricky timing, and you reappear in Asylum just after you would have been kicked out. Best work quickly, though...
Astonishingly, they listen to you. And you can't just ascribe that to the sudden cold making them apathetic: the sun appears midway through your declaration, and they still don't attack you! Diplomacy for the win!
Suddenly, a portal opens nearby, and a tall woman appears, garbed in a power suit designed to be reminiscent of medieval knights.
"No undead dragons detected in the immediate vicinity," she reports after looking around for a few moments. "I will attempt communication with the locals." She focuses on your Walker and opens communications. "I am Enydnu, Warrior Paladin of the Army of Saints. We wage a holy crusade against the most devilish of forces: undead dragons. We've had reports of them somewhere on this planet. Have you heard of any such things in this area?"
A race of slaves has been created! You're not sure about the "physical god" part, but they are all physically impressive, exceptionally attractive by the standards of the Creators, and most importantly, obedient.
"What is the will of the Creators?" they ask, kneeling before you as the sun appears, shedding its light over you and your creations.
+1 to next slave roll.
"Why do you fight us?" you yell, hoping your voice will carry to them all. "Do you not see that these are your brothers and sisters, your kin?"
The gold golems stop, confused.
"He's right!" A larger gold golem barges to the front. "Do you blockheads not recognize the House of Granite when you see it?"
The golems start shuffling, muttering sheepishly, as the big golem inclines his head respectfully to your golems. "I am Au, of the House of Gold. Please, forgive the foolishness of my kin. As leader of the House of Gold, I hereby declare that we will serve you until you declare our debt repaid."
+1 to all gold golem rolls.
Well, nobody bothers you, but you can't seem to get comfortable enough to nap... bother.
The trees are eager to take direction. Eager to change, to mold themselves to your will. It doesn't take long for them to let you see through them. Sadly, you can't pay attention to everything at once, but this will do for now.
Each phase, you may choose one post to have IC knowledge of, as long as the post takes place somewhere the Forest could see. (Currently, that's anywhere on Planet Kronoha.)
Your spirit locates your body, and soon you're inhabiting it once more!
...unfortunately, the union doesn't seem to have worked out quite right. You are now a zombie dragon, leading an army of zombie dragons.
You try to form a physical avatar, but something goes terribly wrong, and the avatar gains a life of its own, and a purpose:
Destroy Planet Kronoha!
-1 to all creation rolls.
Between the expertise of your shipwrights and the power of the White Lantern ring, it's not even remotely difficult to rebuild it. In fact, you even make some improvements in its design to prevent this from happening again! This placates the lawyers.
+1 to all construction rolls. The Washington Monument gets +1 to its next roll to dodge.
Wait... where are you?
...that's the planet below you. How the heck did trying to make the ice go away wind up with you in spac-?
ARRRGHGGHHHHHH!
...that's a sun, some distant part of your mind realizes. A sun has just appeared right where you are...
No. You refuse to let this be your end!
Something shifts. You're not sure how you did it, but somehow your essence is attuned to that of the sun. As long as it burns, you share its power... and the pain of heat is no more.
You are now, by virtually any definition of the term, a god of the sun.
-1 to all banishment rolls.
You're about to focus on creating a sun... when a sun pops up! Guess you don't have to.
EVENT: WITH GREAT POWER COMES GREAT ENEMIES
SlugSLinger has access to all of his alternate selves. Unfortunately, by doing so, he has also attracted the attention of every single one of his enemies, and they are out for blood... ideally SlugSLinger's, but some of them might happily attack others.
Current enemies: Validar, random Cthulhu cultist
EVENT: THE DRAGONSBANE PALADINS
Tyrannops' consolidation of his power over so many dragons has drawn the attention of a group of warriors who specialize in fighting undead dragons! ...yes, that's oddly specific, but on some worlds it's a major threat, okay? Anyways, they will be arriving at the end of Phase 19, and anyone who is undead, a dragon, or both had best watch out for them.
EVENT: EVERYTHING CHANGED WHEN THE AVATAR ATTACKED
The creature that Krogoth the Entity accidentally created is out to destroy Planet Kronoha! It'll take him until the end of Phase 20 to arrive, but once he does, he'll be causing trouble...
Rolls to dodge are here.
Fighting through the ice collecting on your body, you gesture, and a sun appears! Instinctively, you realize that you could not have picked a better position for the sun to be in for maximum warmth. The planet will be warm by the end of the round!
+1 to next sun roll.
Someone in a dark cloak teleports in. Something about him feels... off. Like reality didn't want to stay stable around him...
He peers at you. "...he is not here."
Sharp Spear creates a giant white hand construct and- yup, he's suplexing him into the planet! The planet shatters, but...
YOU. DARE?!
Purple energy crackles around Galactus as he swings an enormous fist at you! Only by sheer luck are you able to avoid being hit, but, um... Galactus is still pissed. That can't be good.
Unfortunately, your mind is sluggish from the cold and from suddenly losing your knowledge, and before you can properly focus, the android has you by the neck and-
*SNAP*
...
>Awaken.
>What... what is this?
>I...
>I've become one of those androids.
>...
>No programming. Odd. I still have my free will.
>...now what?
>Observation: The sun has returned.
>Observation: A human has suddenly appeared. Oriental descent. No sign of metahuman powers.
>Metahuman detected! Scanning... metahuman uses mystical abilities. Recommend immediate and total annihilation.
-1 to all Soviet rolls.
"Affirma- WARNING. INCOMING ATTACK."
You look up to see... oh crap. That's a Divine Buste-!
Gnnnnnn... gnaaaaaaaahhhhhhhrrrrr-!
...wait. You're not dead? But... hmm. It looks like your Linker Core has been activated... and you feel a strange, almost fanatical devotion towards Nanoha. For a moment, you consider being worried, but no. It's Nanoha! She could never do anything bad, so whatever she wants you to do is fine! As if to emphasize this realization, the sun appears, warming you with beams of warm fuzziness!
You are unable to take any hostile actions towards Nanoha Takamachi or anyone she designates. (Not that this is a downside or anything.) -1 to all location rolls.
And with that, your mansion is teleported... wait. Where'd you send it? Where is it?
Well. This is mildly inconvenient.
...at least someone remade the sun?
A young Oriental teenager appears nearby the blue androids, looking very confused. The androids scan him briefly, then ignore him.
...wait. You got Kenta. Lung before he was Lung.
...whoops.
Somehow you manage the tricky timing, and you reappear in Asylum just after you would have been kicked out. Best work quickly, though...
Astonishingly, they listen to you. And you can't just ascribe that to the sudden cold making them apathetic: the sun appears midway through your declaration, and they still don't attack you! Diplomacy for the win!
Suddenly, a portal opens nearby, and a tall woman appears, garbed in a power suit designed to be reminiscent of medieval knights.
"No undead dragons detected in the immediate vicinity," she reports after looking around for a few moments. "I will attempt communication with the locals." She focuses on your Walker and opens communications. "I am Enydnu, Warrior Paladin of the Army of Saints. We wage a holy crusade against the most devilish of forces: undead dragons. We've had reports of them somewhere on this planet. Have you heard of any such things in this area?"
A race of slaves has been created! You're not sure about the "physical god" part, but they are all physically impressive, exceptionally attractive by the standards of the Creators, and most importantly, obedient.
"What is the will of the Creators?" they ask, kneeling before you as the sun appears, shedding its light over you and your creations.
+1 to next slave roll.
"Why do you fight us?" you yell, hoping your voice will carry to them all. "Do you not see that these are your brothers and sisters, your kin?"
The gold golems stop, confused.
"He's right!" A larger gold golem barges to the front. "Do you blockheads not recognize the House of Granite when you see it?"
The golems start shuffling, muttering sheepishly, as the big golem inclines his head respectfully to your golems. "I am Au, of the House of Gold. Please, forgive the foolishness of my kin. As leader of the House of Gold, I hereby declare that we will serve you until you declare our debt repaid."
+1 to all gold golem rolls.
Well, nobody bothers you, but you can't seem to get comfortable enough to nap... bother.
The trees are eager to take direction. Eager to change, to mold themselves to your will. It doesn't take long for them to let you see through them. Sadly, you can't pay attention to everything at once, but this will do for now.
Each phase, you may choose one post to have IC knowledge of, as long as the post takes place somewhere the Forest could see. (Currently, that's anywhere on Planet Kronoha.)
Your spirit locates your body, and soon you're inhabiting it once more!
...unfortunately, the union doesn't seem to have worked out quite right. You are now a zombie dragon, leading an army of zombie dragons.
You try to form a physical avatar, but something goes terribly wrong, and the avatar gains a life of its own, and a purpose:
Destroy Planet Kronoha!
-1 to all creation rolls.
Between the expertise of your shipwrights and the power of the White Lantern ring, it's not even remotely difficult to rebuild it. In fact, you even make some improvements in its design to prevent this from happening again! This placates the lawyers.
+1 to all construction rolls. The Washington Monument gets +1 to its next roll to dodge.
Wait... where are you?
...that's the planet below you. How the heck did trying to make the ice go away wind up with you in spac-?
ARRRGHGGHHHHHH!
...that's a sun, some distant part of your mind realizes. A sun has just appeared right where you are...
No. You refuse to let this be your end!
Something shifts. You're not sure how you did it, but somehow your essence is attuned to that of the sun. As long as it burns, you share its power... and the pain of heat is no more.
You are now, by virtually any definition of the term, a god of the sun.
-1 to all banishment rolls.
You're about to focus on creating a sun... when a sun pops up! Guess you don't have to.
EVENT: WITH GREAT POWER COMES GREAT ENEMIES
SlugSLinger has access to all of his alternate selves. Unfortunately, by doing so, he has also attracted the attention of every single one of his enemies, and they are out for blood... ideally SlugSLinger's, but some of them might happily attack others.
Current enemies: Validar, random Cthulhu cultist
EVENT: THE DRAGONSBANE PALADINS
Tyrannops' consolidation of his power over so many dragons has drawn the attention of a group of warriors who specialize in fighting undead dragons! ...yes, that's oddly specific, but on some worlds it's a major threat, okay? Anyways, they will be arriving at the end of Phase 19, and anyone who is undead, a dragon, or both had best watch out for them.
EVENT: EVERYTHING CHANGED WHEN THE AVATAR ATTACKED
The creature that Krogoth the Entity accidentally created is out to destroy Planet Kronoha! It'll take him until the end of Phase 20 to arrive, but once he does, he'll be causing trouble...
Kintsugi groaned. She rolled over and slithered back onto her helicarrier. She quickly drew herself and stabbed down.
"Take me to a quiet place with shade and clean water."
UbeOne
Daydreaming CPU
- Location
- Philippines
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Why does he have an odd vibe about him? Is he a reality warper too?
Anyway, perhaps I could have him teleported to whoever he is looking for.
I'd rather not have him around for longer. His presence is just creepy...
((@Crimson Doom, does this include the bonus to teleport rolls?))
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Muhkat Lomorki
Draconic Sorcerer
Realizing that he and his new followers may be vulnerable to attack by vicious predators who are far more powerful than either group, Dinac attempts to summon around him a fortress full of traps and fun.
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SlugSLinger
Seeker of Originality
- Location
- Somewhere in the Jungles of S.E.A
...He just got Befriended, didn't he? God damn it, why couldn't he have done it the normal way and not via giant pink laser?
Ah well, with a devotion to miss Takamachi in his heart, Jake will use it to go and find her and allies! And, well, maybe protect this world if they needed to. But before then, he must look the part! And that means going through his alt-selves memories for the relevant information needed.
"I hope one of me has a de-aging spell or something." Jake murmurs. "No way a nine-year-old would like having a 21 dumbass as a friend..."
Tyrannops
Today, we're canceling the Apocalypse!
Well. This is something.
"Ancalagon. I want you to fuse with the Afterlife."
Well. Let's see if this works...
Lord Scoro
Welding Dragon
- Location
- The void
No I'm now a thing like that stupid Corpse Emporer this sucks.
I left my minions and mind crusher. I must return
Time to fall
I left my minions and mind crusher. I must return
Time to fall
RadioactiveSpoon
Rudimentary creature of blood and flesh
- Location
- Beyond the Black Stump
Enydnu, eh? Curious. I wonder if she's a patron of whatserface the Luck Lady or just someone new.
"Uuuh... no. Haven't, er, seen any dragons here, neither living nor... living impaired."
...I wonder if she'll be concerned that I'm technically undead. Am I? Does coming back from the dead make me undead? Or am I just... 're-alive'? Metaphysics are confusing.
Either way, I should probably keep quiet on that point.
"...I could bring you some? I guess?"
[throat clearing noise]
"I wish that all dragons - undead or otherwise - currently in the area would appear over... the Washington Monument."
Hey, look at that, it's the Washington Monument! Hey, that means I'm in DC!
. . .
OH SHIT I BROKE THE WHITE HOUSE OH SHIT OH SHIT FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
pharaoh122
*Insert witty title here*
- Location
- Imperial Manila, Asian Mexico
Well they stopped attacking... that was good. And they've sworn allegiance to me. Well, I am okay with them serving me. Composing my features into my best professional face,
"Au of the clan Gold, while I am not keen on having any servants under me, I want you to do something for me. I will be departing the planet shortly, and I wish to have someone oversee the development of this planet. I want you to guide your people and mine, and make a prosperous species. Spread throughout this planet. Create cities of such grandeur, and a prosperous civilization. I will leave a portion of my fleet to guard this planet and oversee your progress. Do you agree to these terms?" I ask.
He looks to his fellow tribesgolems and they nod as one.
"Yes, I will do as you wish. I would like to know, who are you? You look so completely different from us and your golems."
"I... am just a human. And as for who I am? Just call me Pharaoh. Good luck Au." And with that I bid them farewell and returned to my Supercarrier in orbit.
Hmm... what should I leave behind... I'll probably leave behind 2 Assault Carriers, 3 Battlecruisers and 8 Frigates. It's not too big of a dent to my Firepower, seeing as I have 3 Supercarriers anyways. I wonder what happened to my starting planet... Well let's go back to check... Opening up the FleetCom channels,
"I want some ships to remain here to watch over the planet and protect it if necessary. I'll send details to the Commanders of the ships privately, as for the rest of us, we shall be returning to see what happened to the world that we left some time ago."
(OOC: I'll do a roll for the golem spreading thing when I eventually go back to that planet. I need to name it though.)
Edit: I'll name my planet Aulem. I'm too lazy to think out of a plotline now and I have no creativity with naming. Is this fine? @Crimson Doom
"Au of the clan Gold, while I am not keen on having any servants under me, I want you to do something for me. I will be departing the planet shortly, and I wish to have someone oversee the development of this planet. I want you to guide your people and mine, and make a prosperous species. Spread throughout this planet. Create cities of such grandeur, and a prosperous civilization. I will leave a portion of my fleet to guard this planet and oversee your progress. Do you agree to these terms?" I ask.
He looks to his fellow tribesgolems and they nod as one.
"Yes, I will do as you wish. I would like to know, who are you? You look so completely different from us and your golems."
"I... am just a human. And as for who I am? Just call me Pharaoh. Good luck Au." And with that I bid them farewell and returned to my Supercarrier in orbit.
Hmm... what should I leave behind... I'll probably leave behind 2 Assault Carriers, 3 Battlecruisers and 8 Frigates. It's not too big of a dent to my Firepower, seeing as I have 3 Supercarriers anyways. I wonder what happened to my starting planet... Well let's go back to check... Opening up the FleetCom channels,
"I want some ships to remain here to watch over the planet and protect it if necessary. I'll send details to the Commanders of the ships privately, as for the rest of us, we shall be returning to see what happened to the world that we left some time ago."
(OOC: I'll do a roll for the golem spreading thing when I eventually go back to that planet. I need to name it though.)
Edit: I'll name my planet Aulem. I'm too lazy to think out of a plotline now and I have no creativity with naming. Is this fine? @Crimson Doom
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Seeing Kenta look around in confusion, the girl facepalmed.
She should've remembered something like this could happen. And judging by his relatively fresh physical state and lack of white powder on his clothes, he hadn't even triggered yet. She'd have to send him back-
-and put him through the worst day of his life, and help along the plot of the webnovel he was from. Which, she had to admit, was still pretty grim.
She was in a great position to change things up a little. The androids didn't look like they were planning on attacking him anytime soon. Maybe they just weren't interested in non-powered people.
She'd help him out later. For now, it seemed like someone was in danger. Both from his mind and others.
"Kester, I'd like you to teleport these people here."
"Now? The hooded one looks dangerous."
"Good point." She beckoned, and the two ravens flew to her. "Tell the others to go to the clearing. Be ready to use your rings."
They flew off, and soon after that the rest of the flock touched down in the clearing, forming a circle.
The girl walked out of the stone house and into the clearing.
"Okay, do it now."
She should've remembered something like this could happen. And judging by his relatively fresh physical state and lack of white powder on his clothes, he hadn't even triggered yet. She'd have to send him back-
-and put him through the worst day of his life, and help along the plot of the webnovel he was from. Which, she had to admit, was still pretty grim.
She was in a great position to change things up a little. The androids didn't look like they were planning on attacking him anytime soon. Maybe they just weren't interested in non-powered people.
She'd help him out later. For now, it seemed like someone was in danger. Both from his mind and others.
"Kester, I'd like you to teleport these people here."
"Now? The hooded one looks dangerous."
"Good point." She beckoned, and the two ravens flew to her. "Tell the others to go to the clearing. Be ready to use your rings."
They flew off, and soon after that the rest of the flock touched down in the clearing, forming a circle.
The girl walked out of the stone house and into the clearing.
"Okay, do it now."
ziizo
Lazily Lurking
"What in Tartarus was that?" Sharp Spear screams once arriving near me.
"Congratulations in completing our mission" I answer unsure.
"Why did I suplexed Galactus I didn't wanted to that?"
Oh "Look we can try to discover how that happened later" I interrupt "Now we have to deal with him"
"Any idea how?"
"Feed him Life energy" I answer trying to summon white energy constructs.
"That was my original plan and I needed time to get the quantity necessary" He mutters while trying to imitate me.
"All actions have same chance of success for me, so I can do something that would take a hour in a second"
(OOC: Does this roll benefit of my +1 to summon food?)
"Congratulations in completing our mission" I answer unsure.
"Why did I suplexed Galactus I didn't wanted to that?"
Oh "Look we can try to discover how that happened later" I interrupt "Now we have to deal with him"
"Any idea how?"
"Feed him Life energy" I answer trying to summon white energy constructs.
"That was my original plan and I needed time to get the quantity necessary" He mutters while trying to imitate me.
"All actions have same chance of success for me, so I can do something that would take a hour in a second"
(OOC: Does this roll benefit of my +1 to summon food?)