Did I cause that as I look into the sky. I ponder a bit with my new magical staff thinking about how i should go from here. Well I could go towards to the lightning filled area or I could first do some very important things. I would have to first get some protection of course. So I put the magical staff in front of my face thinking about conjuring an armour that could protect me and saying the words "Kaziltrsh Te"
...a Power Ring (her brother was a huge Green Lantern fan). A Black Lantern power ring, right in front of her. Saying its standard resurrection message she was so screwed- wait, what?
"Not found?" The girl said after it.
She turned left and started walking, and the ring followed but never attached itself to her. Strange, she was pretty sure that hadn't happened in the comics.
She looked down at herself. Her body looked kind of faded now, not quite tangible. Maybe the ring was confused, seeing her as both there and not-there-
No, not "there and not-there". Dead and...
Huh. She was definitely safe, at least from that thing.
She could probably get started on the other things she wanted to try now. But there were likely more of those rings, and there was a huge storm brewing...
Focusing on what she wanted to create, she resumed walking.
Magical intelligent birds, slightly smarter than ravens. Their magic includes air, water, earth, fire, life and death, and every one of them has an affinity for at least one element. They are also mildly telepathic, letting them communicate with other sapient beings, as well as coordinate better and assert reality more strongly in large groups. I am automatically part of this network; everyone else has to allow the connection first.
Their first orders: go in groups of at least ten to all the Black Lantern rings. Free everyone controlled by them and resurrect them if possible, destroy the rings or invert their energy to make "White Lantern" rings. It could happen, right?
Your suit sputters, damaged from the explosion. Silvan Eldar is Wounded. On the plus side, the cloud seems singed as well, and decides that it has better things to do than to bother the person with the exploding suit. It floats away, leaving you with a damaged suit.
Just then, you hear a rumble. You look off in the distance and see a major storm brewing. Looks like that cloud has a big brother... one that has lines of darkness criss-crossing it.
So when my suit decided to explode, I decided that I'd much rather do without the damage it incurred. So, poking my arm slightly, I willed my suit and body to revert to the state they were in before Lady Luck decided I needed to have a bad day.
A door opens in the air, revealing a small room that looks... frankly, like a doctor's waiting room. It's not much, and you're not sure if it's any safer, but at least you have a place now?
Thunder rumbles in the distance. You and Yuki look up to see a massive storm brewing, with streaks of darkness flying across the sky.
"I don't know if this is any better." Yuki says, looking at the new room. "But, at least it didn't blow up on us."
I had to agree to that. Already it seems someone was using their power rather crazily. Breadsticks? Why?
"You have any ideas, dear?" I ask, looking out at the storm that's brewing. Knowing our luck, it's probably going to spit out radioactive bugs that fire lasers from their eyes.
"Well, I'd like to have some way to fight off whatever the others send at us." She says. "Wait a minute!" she then exclaims. "We can warp reality to do whatever we want, right?" I nod, already having a feeling where this is going. "I've got it! I want to be a Magical Girl!"
"Well, I've always thought you were magical." I suggest, which gets Yuki to blush and giggle, but the Magical Girl genre is always been a favorite of hers for a long time. So to have the chance to be one, like all the manga and anime we've seen... She can't help but try to become one.
"Alright." She closes her eyes, and exclaims attempts to warp reality...
You reach for the light, and the light responds. But something doesn't quite seem right; it's not coming through as fast as you had hoped.
Still, you cast your spell, seeing most of your injuries disappear. You have gone from Wounded to having -1 on your next roll.
A streak of black flits past you. You look up to see more blackness, backlit by a swiftly-growing storm. It seems that for all the light you bring into the world, darkness repeats and surpasses the feat...
Darkness grows, and light fades... but the being was content for the moment. It would bring its full might against the darkness soon, and darkness was needed as a counterbalance to the light. Neither one was, as their cores, good or evil; they just were used.
Still, as a being that was going to devote their power to the light, it only made sense to them to have a home worthy of the light. Drawing on a kind of building from the old world, the angel sought to permanently conjure a copy into this world, removing all the symbols to a specific religion from it.
With that, the being focused his power, and tried to conjure a non-religous Cathedral from midair.
Glancing around me, seeing the crew scurrying about and doing their tasks and those menacing clouds, well it felt unreal... but then, I know it's real since I'm here... it was all very confusing.
But I'm on a Frigate! This is so dang cool! I noticed the captain waving me over, and I walked over to him.
"Sir, Engines are Green, Energy Shields are at 100% and everyone is at their station. Those clouds have me worried sir, what are your orders sir?" He asked me.
"Take the ship low. We'll see what's over there. That appeared out of nowhere. Might be someone there. Keep the weapons hot. They might be hostile."
Nodding, he barked out the orders and the ship lurched as we made our way to the clouds. And I really hope whoever we find friendly... and not insane...
Edit: I meant Investigate... not Incestigate .
Dang it not again. Please ignore the extra dice roll... -.- I pressed it while scrolling through on my phone...
The bear lands on all four, whipping its head back and forth.
Too many things, too much weird in so little time. All it really wanted was to eat its fill. But now the whole day had been a neverending spree of the unfamiliar assaulting its senses. Nothing in the Forest had prepared it for two unnatural humans or a land bare of any life. Neither did it metal ground feel right or the sudden outpouring of raining foodstuff (though that was good, the bear thought).
And now black flies glowing in darkness buzzed around. The latest harassment on the poor bear.
It locked eyes with the metal human for one last time. And in that instant, the bear just wished it knew what the honey was going on!?
"I should have expected this for using the word RISE" thought the man while standing "but like a sage said long ago: magic must defeat magic, or power ring must defeat power in this case"
You stand there, surprisingly unafraid, given that you're wounded against a superpowered zombie. And the universe notices this fact.
"Ziizo of Earth." A streak of green light plows through the clouds and hovers in front of you, revealing itself to be a glowing green ring. "You have the ability to deny fear." The ring slips onto your finger, and you find yourself dressed in the uniform of a Green Lantern. "Welcome to the Green Lantern Corps."
Thunder rumbles. The storm seems to have expanded even further: you can't see the sun at all.
And then- ack!
Ziizo is dead.
"Ziizo of Earth. RISE."
Meanwhile, your spirit finds itself in the afterlife... weirdly, you still have your ring.
IT WORKED! An actual Metal Extractor, which could be his ticket to a way off this rock. Honestly, he should have gotten a Supcom Commander, but Hawke was a dork....
"Ok, now I want a Small Arcology!" Hawke Says, pointing in another direction "With an infinite food supply!"
A building appears without fuss. You explore the building: fairly large, built for one person, and full of pantries full of food. You won't be able to tell if the food supply is actually limitless without testing, but you're confident that there's enough food in there to last you at least a good decade. Which is good, given that you can't find anywhere else that's completely free of the storm.
"Good, good. I shall name you.. Arashi." I said to the cloud of terror.
At this point I realized that if I killed everyone, or if the upstart overlord killed everyone, I'd have no one to terrorize. Hmph. Ghh. Extra ghhs.
I mentally added a few amendments to my orders to Arashi. Foremost, that the storm was to be a permanent one. And to keep rain to a suitably dramatic level at all times - wouldn't do to have people I intend to terrorize be flooded away. And the last..
To destroy whomever dared to come and oppose me. That ought to be obvious enough. That was all I could consider for the moment, as I luxuriated in my mansion, thinking up my next act of terror... or mayhap, destroying my competitors. Yes.. their time would come.. it was just a matter of.. when.
Arashi cackles and expands yet further. You can tell instinctively that within a few short minutes, he's covered the entire world with his cloud body. Rain, thunder, and lightning are everywhere.
You smile. Everything is going according to plan.
Instead of a bonus, you may designate one person per round who has posted an action that round and cause them to Roll to Dodge from your storm.
And then a spaceship breaks through the clouds and hovers over you and your mansion. And there appears to be a flying black thing attacking said ship.
...what?
And then a swarm of zombie ravens, glowing black, swarms you. Arashi blows them away with a gust, but that only seems to incovenience them, and they're out for your blood...
Seems the robot left. That's fine. I'm not offended. Really, I'm not.
The cloud, however, has remained. He (it?) seems excited.
I shall name him Phillippe.
...
Skies looking awful black right now. I guess one of those other guys messed things up real bad. Probably oughta do something about that.
...Oooor, I could just wish that whatever the hell this is stays the fuck away from me, and let whichever idiot started it up in the first place deal with it.
That does seem easier. Safer, too.
...Buuuuut...
That would be a waste of a wish. A wish that could be better spent.
The sky is getting dark. Considering all the oddities that have occurred so far, I don't think it's an ordinary storm. This is not a safe world at all.
Hmm, just so that I have some protected means of transportation, what if I summoned some sort of spaceship for me to ride? What I have in mind is this:
Your spaceship has arrived! You take a look inside, and everything seems to be running just fine. Fully-crewed and ready to move out.
Your spaceship has arrived! ...wait, didn't you already...?
Your spaceship has arrived!
What the heck?!
You appear to have an entire fleet of Tal'Darim motherships, all fully-crewed and under your command!
...well. This certainly should keep the rain out.
+1 to all rolls involving space travel.
Suddenly, a swarm of zombified ravens bursts through the wall and attacks you! Their claws scratch off you harmlessly, and you strike back by manifesting force fields inside the ravens, causing them all to explode.
Realizing I will not be able to return without help, I decide instead to at least make the place look a bit nicer. Maybe some gold jewelry...I close my eyes, imagining the place filled with riches and gold statues of myself, smiling at the thought. Also, a wine fountain might be a good thing to have.
"What's going on?" Kintsugi wailed. She raised an arm and started fingering the gold pieces in her hair. "I want to make everything normal again, when it was just me and my carrier. Where there's no bear or flying black stuff trying to hit me. The rain is okay, I guess, but it could be nicer."
She eyed the bear. "I especially want the bear out of my carrier. Right now."
I looked at the ring with a worried expression. There was no way that this thing wasn't suspicious. Still, it didn't seem to be doing anything else other than look spooky and hurt my finger, so I'll just leave it alone for now. I wasn't going to leave it alone, though.
I nodded to the first mate. "Charter a course for the land of the living. We've got work to do."
As the other ghosts sprang into action, I walked over to the bow, and rested a hand on the side railing. "As for the ship's name, since it looks like the old one's been lost to whatever disaster claimed this fine vessel, I'll call it the Fortune's Change. We'll have the renaming ceremony all proper-like after we make landfall."
It's time to set sail! The ghost marines scurry about here and there, raising the mainsail and whatnot.
The river has its rough patches, but you and the crew are up to the task, and before long, you find yourself on a real river rather than an ectoplasmic one, beneath a seemingly endless storm. You seem to still be kind of ghostly, though...
Something isn't right! All cats are the masters of being able to fall asleep anywhere! Especially where it would most trouble other beings! Something is interfering with Lord Imperious' domain!
No! No. Lord Imperious simply did not wish to sleep at the moment. Truly, the idea that another could interfere with His agency! It would make Him laugh if He were a deity of lesser dignity!
Now, where was that servant girl of His? The one that the other servants called... "Kay Tee"? True, she had lost all of her fur and spent a great deal of time away from her duties but she was still the finest of servants. She gave divine scratchies!
Lord Imperious let loose a mighty roar to summon his sickly servant!
She obeys your call and starts scratching you- ohhh, yes, that is divine. "Ummm, oooookay. I'm in a dream where it's raining, I have my hair back, and I'm scratching my cat." Hmph. She's your human, not the other way around. But you will allow her some delusions, as long as she keeps scratching.
+1 to all rolls involving Katie. Also, she no longer has cancer.
My eyebrow twitched as I looked upon the cloud and black streaks. That's it. I have HAD IT with this crazy world! My mind spun into full gear as I considered possible causes for this madness.
Hypothesis 1: single reality warper; discarded due to large variety of conflicting changes.
Hypothesis 2: local civilization with reality warping minority; discarded due to lack of signs of habitation (or indeed a biosphere) on approach.
Hypothesis 3: This world has a very small population, but something about it allows everyone here to distort reality; testing hypothesis.
I flexed my will, trying to materialize a small drone in my hand. This strictly speaking worked, but it immediately went berserk on me. I dispatched it with a quick strike from my spanner and tried again. This time the drone hovered around randomly as intended, but soon shorted out and fell to the ground. A third attempt achieved nothing whatsoever, and a fourth resulted in a sparkly drone that zoomed around at supersonic speeds before hovering for 33 seconds and smashing itself against the planetary shield.
I nodded. That established that Hypothesis 3 was correct, but making alterations to reality was rather erratic in terms of exact results. On the other hand, it could work on a massive scale as demonstrated by the chaos surrounding the moons this world briefly sported. I nodded, well, if reality was malleable to everyone's whims, it should definitely be malleable to mine. I thought very deeply on what i wanted. I wanted a device that would keep reality stable within the territory around my base, shielding it from sudden alterations. It would also be nice to have something to look at besides barren rock, so a terraforming function should also be included. Erit Puto. -- I think and it shall be.
A large area around your base suddenly... the best word here is "clicks".
You start scanning it with what remains of your scanners, and come to the conclusion that what's you've done is made about three square miles around your base stay locked in its current condition. So it will constantly be raining, which is unfortunate, but on the other hand, nobody can turn your base into breadsticks without a great deal of effort.
Your base and the surrounding area may now Roll to Dodge effects that would direct warp reality within that area. This includes your own attempts to do so.
Did I cause that as I look into the sky. I ponder a bit with my new magical staff thinking about how i should go from here. Well I could go towards to the lightning filled area or I could first do some very important things. I would have to first get some protection of course. So I put the magical staff in front of my face thinking about conjuring an armour that could protect me and saying the words "Kaziltrsh Te"
Armor begins to form around you, encasing you in metal. Soon, you are garbed in armor that you can instinctively tell is very close to being indestructible. It also has the neat side effect of keeping out the rain very efficiently.
+1 to all Rolls to Dodge.
Good thing, too, as a large group of zombified ravens has attacked you! They manifest several black-light constructs that manage to break ribs even through the armor.
...a Power Ring (her brother was a huge Green Lantern fan). A Black Lantern power ring, right in front of her. Saying its standard resurrection message she was so screwed- wait, what?
"Not found?" The girl said after it.
She turned left and started walking, and the ring followed but never attached itself to her. Strange, she was pretty sure that hadn't happened in the comics.
She looked down at herself. Her body looked kind of faded now, not quite tangible. Maybe the ring was confused, seeing her as both there and not-there-
No, not "there and not-there". Dead and...
Huh. She was definitely safe, at least from that thing.
She could probably get started on the other things she wanted to try now. But there were likely more of those rings, and there was a huge storm brewing...
Focusing on what she wanted to create, she resumed walking.
Magical intelligent birds, slightly smarter than ravens. Their magic includes air, water, earth, fire, life and death, and every one of them has an affinity for at least one element. They are also mildly telepathic, letting them communicate with other sapient beings, as well as coordinate better and assert reality more strongly in large groups. I am automatically part of this network; everyone else has to allow the connection first.
Their first orders: go in groups of at least ten to all the Black Lantern rings. Free everyone controlled by them and resurrect them if possible, destroy the rings or invert their energy to make "White Lantern" rings. It could happen, right?
Well, you create the ravens, alright. But that's where things start going wrong. The ravens are Black Lanterns, and they fly off cawing, ready to attack everyone.
...that didn't work out too well.
-1 to all rolls involving creating magical creatures.
So when my suit decided to explode, I decided that I'd much rather do without the damage it incurred. So, poking my arm slightly, I willed my suit and body to revert to the state they were in before Lady Luck decided I needed to have a bad day.
But then a giant robot shows up! "YOU WILL IDENTIFY HOW YOU WARP REALITY!" it exclaims as it swipes at you. But you dodge adroitly, and fire back at it with your charged Power Beam... and it blows up.
...that was weirdly easy for a Metroid boss fight.
But then a zombie lizard thing shows up! It lunges, trying to rip out your heart, but again you roll out of the way and return fire. You hit its hand with a charged shot, and then the zombie just dissolves.
"I don't know if this is any better." Yuki says, looking at the new room. "But, at least it didn't blow up on us."
I had to agree to that. Already it seems someone was using their power rather crazily. Breadsticks? Why?
"You have any ideas, dear?" I ask, looking out at the storm that's brewing. Knowing our luck, it's probably going to spit out radioactive bugs that fire lasers from their eyes.
"Well, I'd like to have some way to fight off whatever the others send at us." She says. "Wait a minute!" she then exclaims. "We can warp reality to do whatever we want, right?" I nod, already having a feeling where this is going. "I've got it! I want to be a Magical Girl!"
"Well, I've always thought you were magical." I suggest, which gets Yuki to blush and giggle, but the Magical Girl genre is always been a favorite of hers for a long time. So to have the chance to be one, like all the manga and anime we've seen... She can't help but try to become one.
"Alright." She closes her eyes, and exclaims attempts to warp reality...
Darkness grows, and light fades... but the being was content for the moment. It would bring its full might against the darkness soon, and darkness was needed as a counterbalance to the light. Neither one was, as their cores, good or evil; they just were used.
Still, as a being that was going to devote their power to the light, it only made sense to them to have a home worthy of the light. Drawing on a kind of building from the old world, the angel sought to permanently conjure a copy into this world, removing all the symbols to a specific religion from it.
With that, the being focused his power, and tried to conjure a non-religous Cathedral from midair.
But... wait, you're not dead... but you're definitely not angelic-looking anymore... wait a second...
...you are the cathedral. Somehow, when the cathedral manifested inside you, your essence soaked into it. You seem to have complete control over the inside of your cathedral-self. Weirdly, you also still have wings.
Glancing around me, seeing the crew scurrying about and doing their tasks and those menacing clouds, well it felt unreal... but then, I know it's real since I'm here... it was all very confusing.
But I'm on a Frigate! This is so dang cool! I noticed the captain waving me over, and I walked over to him.
"Sir, Engines are Green, Energy Shields are at 100% and everyone is at their station. Those clouds have me worried sir, what are your orders sir?" He asked me.
"Take the ship low. We'll see what's over there. That appeared out of nowhere. Might be someone there. Keep the weapons hot. They might be hostile."
Nodding, he barked out the orders and the ship lurched as we made our way to the clouds. And I really hope whoever we find friendly... and not insane...
Edit: I meant Investigate... not Incestigate .
Dang it not again. Please ignore the extra dice roll... -.- I pressed it while scrolling through on my phone...
In spite of the clouds constantly expanding, you manage to find your way to the eye of the storm, where a man looking like a stereotypical evil overlord stands outside a mansion, being swarmed by a bunch of what look like birds.
+1 to all rolls involving finding things.
And then a zombie, glowing black and dressed in some kind of black uniform, shows up and attacks you! You manage to avoid his first lunge, however.
The bear lands on all four, whipping its head back and forth.
Too many things, too much weird in so little time. All it really wanted was to eat its fill. But now the whole day had been a neverending spree of the unfamiliar assaulting its senses. Nothing in the Forest had prepared it for two unnatural humans or a land bare of any life. Neither did it metal ground feel right or the sudden outpouring of raining foodstuff (though that was good, the bear thought).
And now black flies glowing in darkness buzzed around. The latest harassment on the poor bear.
It locked eyes with the metal human for one last time. And in that instant, the bear just wished it knew what the honey was going on!?
The world is covered in one huge rain cloud. It's storming everywhere, but no matter how much it rains, flooding never seems to occur...
EVENT: BLACKEST NIGHT
All of the dead on this planet have risen as Black Lanterns. At the end of each round after this, a randomly-chosen player will be attacked by one of these Black Lanterns for each dead creature on the planet. Note that they will all focus on their current targets until something happens to change that.
Current Black Lanterns: Sharp Spear, Ziizo, Mr. Egret (attacking Pharoah112), and two separate groups of 10 ravens (attacking Shard and WiseFoolofDeath).
I decide now to have my flying carpet brought to me, opening a portal to my new afterlife and that of the living. At the same time, I take up a goblet and drink some of the wine.
Maybe being in this realm wasn't so bad...
Destroy. Ravens. My reign would not be brought down by ravens. For one, it would be horrifyingly anticlimatic. Even death by breadsticks would outpace it in epic-ness.
Not that I would fall.
I imagined my body being filled with power, to a point of invulnerability. Let everyone have their fancy force-fields to defend themselves with. A true overlord had no need of technological equipment. Being the embodiment of power incarnate would suffice.
When all was done, I turned back to more mundane matters, such as putting a good overlord appearance.
"Who... are... you..." I said menacingly to the ship and the black thing that was attacking it.
Alright, now that I had some guarantee that people couldn't simply disintegrate my base into breadsticks I suppose I should get around to finally making this place into a proper base. Without further delay, I began assembling several dozen construction and mining robots. They got to work immediately, digging trenches, erecting walls, building foundries and living quarters, and generally going about turning this place into a fortified base of operations.
In the middle of all this, I myself was busy hauling the Doom Cannon up the tower that was rapidly being constructed in the middle of my base. As the rest of the base neared completion, I wired my superweapon into the base's rapidly emerging computer networks. I stood back to survey my creation. Multiple interlocking layers of machine gun, laser, and missile turrets. 2 layers of fortified walls. A fully functional Lightning Moat. And once I finished programming its A.I., it should be able to run itself entirely without my interference.
Still, I knew how badly creating an artificial mind could go, especially if you loaded it down with shackles. Therefore, I instead designed it to have intense emotions and a deep sense of empathy. I also included a set of family-related instincts calibrated to 'protect those I care about, don't give a crap about anyone else.' There, that should ensure loyalty.
The girl carefully avoided saying the first thing that had popped into her head as the ravens flew off. She didn't actually want that to happen, and she'd been taught her whole life not to swear.
She flew off instead, thinking. The storm was here by now, but the rain just passed right through her. It felt slightly unnerving, but at least she wasn't getting wet.
Then an idea occurred to her, and she flew faster.
Your spaceship has arrived! You take a look inside, and everything seems to be running just fine. Fully-crewed and ready to move out.
Your spaceship has arrived! ...wait, didn't you already...?
Your spaceship has arrived!
What the heck?!
You appear to have an entire fleet of Tal'Darim motherships, all fully-crewed and under your command!
...well. This certainly should keep the rain out.
+1 to all rolls involving space travel.
Suddenly, a swarm of zombified ravens bursts through the wall and attacks you! Their claws scratch off you harmlessly, and you strike back by manifesting force fields inside the ravens, causing them all to explode.
I eventually found myself transported instantly from the ground to what appears to be the elegant bridge of one such mothership. A Protoss warrior clad in black and red armor walked up to me.
"En taro Alarak, Executor! We and the rest of the fleet are under your command. What are your orders?"
It took quite a while for me to get over the shock of what just happened, before the zombie bird strike suddenly came in.
...Fortunately, I was able to destroy them with force fields without suffering any injuries myself. That was a frightening experience, though.
As for what to do with the fleet, considering what is happening outside...
"We stand united. Advance together, and purify all incoming enemies, including those zombie birds. Let us investigate what is going on."
The idea is to have the fleet travel as a herd, and destroy all incoming enemies with their Terminator Beams and Thermal Lances, using their Black Holes to gather and stun them as well.
But then a giant robot shows up! "YOU WILL IDENTIFY HOW YOU WARP REALITY!" it exclaims as it swipes at you. But you dodge adroitly, and fire back at it with your charged Power Beam... and it blows up.
...that was weirdly easy for a Metroid boss fight.
But then a zombie lizard thing shows up! It lunges, trying to rip out your heart, but again you roll out of the way and return fire. You hit its hand with a charged shot, and then the zombie just dissolves.
One was a coincidence, two? That couldn't so easily be dismissed.
So, from that, I could gather, functionally turning myself into Samus had not in fact altered the universe around me to follow Metroid Genre Conventions. Probably for the best, given I'd rather not deal with Ridley or Mother Brain, especially if Lady Luck gave them similar abilities to myself.
Anyway, with that done I decided that, given I both looked like her and possessed her armor, I might as well go all the way and get her ship. So, with an exertion of will I called upon Reality to give way as I willed Samus Spaceship into reality.
"...Huh? The hell am I? How did I- Why is it so dar - WHY ARE THERE ZOMBIES?!?"
You ,the British University student, were not having a good day. Actually it had been fairly average, but then THIS SHIT had decided to happen and well.
Wait...Information...You can make wishes come true here huh? Or at least, they might come true. Or they might not. Or they might loophole for better or for worse. So a luck based Genie then.
Well, the world looks fucked, maybe you should try it out.
"I wish that All of these 'Black Lanterns' would lose their power and return to death!" Well, 'wheel of morality turn turn turn, tell us the lesson that we should learn.'
It's time to set sail! The ghost marines scurry about here and there, raising the mainsail and whatnot.
The river has its rough patches, but you and the crew are up to the task, and before long, you find yourself on a real river rather than an ectoplasmic one, beneath a seemingly endless storm. You seem to still be kind of ghostly, though...
I examined the barometer with displeasure. I wasn't even aware that there was a "FUBAR" reading until now. Probably because of that endless storm.
Well, there was an easy fix for that, now wasn't there?
While the rest of the crew made with the renaming ceremony on deck, I pulled my cap over my eyes and concentrated.
Nothing may stop a Marine from doing the work of Justice. Not even the weather. If this storm keeps up, then even this ghost ship will have trouble dealing with the resulting currents. This would impair our ability to locate civilians in need of assistance or pirates that needed to be captured and brought to trial. Therefore, in the name of Justice, I command these clouds to disappear.
Lord Imperious was displeased. True, he had his human and she looked like she had decided to stop being sick, but he was wet.
Truly, there is no justice in this world.
If only Lord Imperious' impenetrable fortress were here! Then he and his servant could spend this rainy day the same way they spent all such days. Kay-Tee shall have her reading nook and Lord Imperious shall have his tuna!
the man looked the ring in his hand (the green one) "you selected the wrong guy buddy" he said while sitting.
The man was lost he died and didn't ended in heaven, purgatory or hell. Was his religion wrong all this time? was this his punishment for playing God?, or he looked to the black ring just above the green one It was a last chance to fix his errors.
The Man concentrated and started to pour the energy of the green ring into the ghostly black one, maybe it will cause the black one in his corpse to explode. Meh the men could hope.
Woah! What in the world is that? Shaking my head, that thing attacked me! Glancing around, the rest of my crew had taken cover and had their pistols out and aimed at that thing... The captain ran over to my side and handed me a pistol.
"What is that thing?!" He asked me. His pistol pointed firmly at that... whatever it was...
"I don't know what that is..." I said as I took aim. Whatever that is, it must die. I almost lost my head earlier...
"Everyone take aim! Fire!" I yelled as we let loos a barrage of bullets.
But... wait, you're not dead... but you're definitely not angelic-looking anymore... wait a second...
...you are the cathedral. Somehow, when the cathedral manifested inside you, your essence soaked into it. You seem to have complete control over the inside of your cathedral-self. Weirdly, you also still have wings.
...The ex-angel had gotten what they had wanted, all right. The problem was that they didn't have the form of the angel anymore.
Well, not entirely. The cathedral they had become could project an image of an angel inside itself, but it couldn't leave the building anymore.
Still, this was but a minor setback. They'd be able to detach themselves from the holy building later, but for now, it was time to put into action part one of their plan.
With a mental shrug, the holy cathedral channelled its power into the ground beneath it, and surrounding it, and sought to raise it.
Raise the land beneath them, to not only make a crater, but also send the raised land into the sky, into the clouds, to become the first of many floating islands.
"Itworkeditworkedohmygoshitactuallyworked!" Yuki says, twirling around in her new outfit. It's nothing too fancy, mainly a black sailor fuku outfit with pink and white trimmings, along with a nice sapphire circlet adorning her head. But it looks like it was tailor made just for her. Which it was thanks to the warping of reality. "I'm a magical girl! With powers! And a transformation sequence and everything!" She stops twirling to look at me. "What do you think?"
I was a bit awestruck by the whole thing, to be honest. "Wow, you look... amazing!"
Yuki looked herself over. "Yes. Yes I do." Then she looked at me. "But being a magical girl isn't just looking the part, but it's the powers as well! There is a quick moment of worry. "Which I don't know what they are... "
I have to think for a moment, letting my memory of Magical Girl Anime come back to me. "Have you tried throwing your circlet yet? That always worked in Sailor Moon."
"Maybe. Oh well, I'll experiment with them later. But first..." A mischievous smile appears on Yuki. "You."
"Me?"
"Yes you, Kenneth. I think you need a power-up as well. And I've got a few ideas."
My own playful smile flickers on my face. "Do any of them involve me in a Star Sapphire costume? I remember you seemed to enjoy..."
Yuki had to blush, but shook her head. "No. I was thinking of something a bit different. Remember that necromancer from D&D that you always liked to play?"
Oh yeah, I do remember that. Raising the dead was always fun, except when the GM decided to be a dick about the forces of Law hating it. "Oh, so you want me to be a dark overlord of undeath? Ruling over all the living and the dead?
"Well, why not? I'm enjoying this. You should be something you might enjoy as well. And if it doesn't work, we can always wish it away." Yuki says.
She's got a point. So... I start focusing my energies... I want to be a necromancer. Without looking ugly or anything like that.
Once again the bear is shunted elsewhere. Once again it's poor mind assaulted by things it cannot comprehend.
Perhaps, before all this, when it was king uncontested in the Forest the bear would have been left unfazed. But those were simpler times and a past long gone.
Now the once-king simply bowed its head and gave way.
I decide now to have my flying carpet brought to me, opening a portal to my new afterlife and that of the living. At the same time, I take up a goblet and drink some of the wine.
Maybe being in this realm wasn't so bad...
After a few moments, your carpet zooms up to you. Weirdly, though, the carpet seemed to have already been in the afterlife, so you don't get a portal to the land of the living. Still, you have your carpet. Not bad.
Destroy. Ravens. My reign would not be brought down by ravens. For one, it would be horrifyingly anticlimatic. Even death by breadsticks would outpace it in epic-ness.
Not that I would fall.
I imagined my body being filled with power, to a point of invulnerability. Let everyone have their fancy force-fields to defend themselves with. A true overlord had no need of technological equipment. Being the embodiment of power incarnate would suffice.
When all was done, I turned back to more mundane matters, such as putting a good overlord appearance.
"Who... are... you..." I said menacingly to the ship and the black thing that was attacking it.
Arashi obediently starts firing lightning at the ravens, but they seem to be regenerating from the damage without a problem. Hmm.
Things are going somewhat better on the invulnerability front. You're not truly invulnerable, but you are far more durable and incapable of dying. Good enough for now.
The ravens seem to be swooping in to attack again... but then they stop in midair, and then fly away. Odd, but welcome.
The ship above and the black thing seem to be ignoring you in favor of fighting each other. And then...
...there was light. Arashi screams in pain, and then is silent. Somehow you know he is dead. And when you look up, the black thing has been replaced by a ship made of white light.
It has only taken moments for all of your hard work to be undone.
Alright, now that I had some guarantee that people couldn't simply disintegrate my base into breadsticks I suppose I should get around to finally making this place into a proper base. Without further delay, I began assembling several dozen construction and mining robots. They got to work immediately, digging trenches, erecting walls, building foundries and living quarters, and generally going about turning this place into a fortified base of operations.
In the middle of all this, I myself was busy hauling the Doom Cannon up the tower that was rapidly being constructed in the middle of my base. As the rest of the base neared completion, I wired my superweapon into the base's rapidly emerging computer networks. I stood back to survey my creation. Multiple interlocking layers of machine gun, laser, and missile turrets. 2 layers of fortified walls. A fully functional Lightning Moat. And once I finished programming its A.I., it should be able to run itself entirely without my interference.
Still, I knew how badly creating an artificial mind could go, especially if you loaded it down with shackles. Therefore, I instead designed it to have intense emotions and a deep sense of empathy. I also included a set of family-related instincts calibrated to 'protect those I care about, don't give a crap about anyone else.' There, that should ensure loyalty.
Unfortunately, supplies are more limited than you thought, and you don't have enough to get everything installed. You have some weapons, but not as many as you wanted; you have a moat, but electrifying it constantly is a huge drain on your power; and while your wall is fortified, you only have one. And when you program the AI...
The girl carefully avoided saying the first thing that had popped into her head as the ravens flew off. She didn't actually want that to happen, and she'd been taught her whole life not to swear.
She flew off instead, thinking. The storm was here by now, but the rain just passed right through her. It felt slightly unnerving, but at least she wasn't getting wet.
Then an idea occurred to her, and she flew faster.
When the glow ceases, you see that they are now White Lanterns: in the peak of health instead of zombified.
+1 to your next roll involving the ravens.
A beam lances down from the rapidly-disappearing clouds and hits Nim. You get a mental impression of brief pain, and then determination, and then the beam stops, leaving Nim only slightly injured.
I asked for one ship, and just like with the shield generators, I got many of them instead.
Did I just warp in my own Tal'darim Death Fleet? Except full of Motherships?
I eventually found myself transported instantly from the ground to what appears to be the elegant bridge of one such mothership. A Protoss warrior clad in black and red armor walked up to me.
"En taro Alarak, Executor! We and the rest of the fleet are under your command. What are your orders?"
It took quite a while for me to get over the shock of what just happened, before the zombie bird strike suddenly came in.
...Fortunately, I was able to destroy them with force fields without suffering any injuries myself. That was a frightening experience, though.
As for what to do with the fleet, considering what is happening outside...
"We stand united. Advance together, and purify all incoming enemies, including those zombie birds. Let us investigate what is going on."
The idea is to have the fleet travel as a herd, and destroy all incoming enemies with their Terminator Beams and Thermal Lances, using their Black Holes to gather and stun them as well.
One was a coincidence, two? That couldn't so easily be dismissed.
So, from that, I could gather, functionally turning myself into Samus had not in fact altered the universe around me to follow Metroid Genre Conventions. Probably for the best, given I'd rather not deal with Ridley or Mother Brain, especially if Lady Luck gave them similar abilities to myself.
Anyway, with that done I decided that, given I both looked like her and possessed her armor, I might as well go all the way and get her ship. So, with an exertion of will I called upon Reality to give way as I willed Samus Spaceship into reality.
"...Huh? The hell am I? How did I- Why is it so dar - WHY ARE THERE ZOMBIES?!?"
You ,the British University student, were not having a good day. Actually it had been fairly average, but then THIS SHIT had decided to happen and well.
Wait...Information...You can make wishes come true here huh? Or at least, they might come true. Or they might not. Or they might loophole for better or for worse. So a luck based Genie then.
Well, the world looks fucked, maybe you should try it out.
"I wish that All of these 'Black Lanterns' would lose their power and return to death!" Well, 'wheel of morality turn turn turn, tell us the lesson that we should learn.'
I examined the barometer with displeasure. I wasn't even aware that there was a "FUBAR" reading until now. Probably because of that endless storm.
Well, there was an easy fix for that, now wasn't there?
While the rest of the crew made with the renaming ceremony on deck, I pulled my cap over my eyes and concentrated.
Nothing may stop a Marine from doing the work of Justice. Not even the weather. If this storm keeps up, then even this ghost ship will have trouble dealing with the resulting currents. This would impair our ability to locate civilians in need of assistance or pirates that needed to be captured and brought to trial. Therefore, in the name of Justice, I command these clouds to disappear.
One of your ship's cannons aims upward and fires a blue beam of light up into the sky, clearing the clouds. Weirdly, this is accompanied by dramatic music. But whatever. Within a few minutes, the clouds are gone!
+1 to your next roll involving manipulating the weather.
"Mr Egret of Earth. LIVE."
"Connection severed."
Suddenly, the ring on your hand turns white, and you feel yourself coming back to life. The ship and Marines seem to be affected as well. Instead of being ghosts, they appear to be turning into solid white light.
And then you find yourself somewhere else entirely. In front of you and your ship is a strange vessel with a stone castle mounted on it, with people and stone people aiming guns at you. Below you is a mansion, and an angry-looking man in ominous-looking armor.
Lord Imperious was displeased. True, he had his human and she looked like she had decided to stop being sick, but he was wet.
Truly, there is no justice in this world.
If only Lord Imperious' impenetrable fortress were here! Then he and his servant could spend this rainy day the same way they spent all such days. Kay-Tee shall have her reading nook and Lord Imperious shall have his tuna!
But, just as all hope is lost, the clouds part, and now you can get to the essential business of drying off and pretending there is no such thing as rain.
the man looked the ring in his hand (the green one) "you selected the wrong guy buddy" he said while sitting.
The man was lost he died and didn't ended in heaven, purgatory or hell. Was his religion wrong all this time? was this his punishment for playing God?, or he looked to the black ring just above the green one It was a last chance to fix his errors.
The Man concentrated and started to pour the energy of the green ring into the ghostly black one, maybe it will cause this will cause the black one in his corpse to explode. Meh a men could hope.
And with that, you are back in the land of the living, glowing white, wielding a White Lantern ring. You can see that Sharp Spear has also rejoined you in the land of the living, bearing a white ring of his own.
+1 to all rolls involving bringing things back to life.
Woah! What in the world is that? Shaking my head, that thing attacked me! Glancing around, the rest of my crew had taken cover and had their pistols out and aimed at that thing... The captain ran over to my side and handed me a pistol.
"What is that thing?!" He asked me. His pistol pointed firmly at that... whatever it was...
"I don't know what that is..." I said as I took aim. Whatever that is, it must die. I almost lost my head earlier...
"Everyone take aim! Fire!" I yelled as we let loos a barrage of bullets.
A flash of white light ensues, temporarily blinding you. When you can see again, the storm is gone and instead of a black thing, a ship made out of white light floats in front of you, crewed by men made of light and captained by what looks like the black thing brought back to life.
Metal begins to pop in out of nowhere and assembles itself. Soon, an AT-AT is forming itself in front of your eyes. And then, when it is complete, it slowly changes color from the default white to purple.
...awesome.
+1 to next roll involving the AT-AT. You may name it as a free action.
Suddenly, the clouds part as a result of a blue beam from somewhere. One splinter of a beam flakes off and hits Phillippe. Phillippe isn't gone, but a lot of his mass is missing... and what's left appears to be shaking in pain and fear.
Soon, your helicarrier is coated in some material that repels the water. It won't help with the wind or anything else, but at least the water won't ruin it.
But then, your efforts come to naught, as the lovely storm you had been enjoying ceases to be.
...The ex-angel had gotten what they had wanted, all right. The problem was that they didn't have the form of the angel anymore.
Well, not entirely. The cathedral they had become could project an image of an angel inside itself, but it couldn't leave the building anymore.
Still, this was but a minor setback. They'd be able to detach themselves from the holy building later, but for now, it was time to put into action part one of their plan.
With a mental shrug, the holy cathedral channelled its power into the ground beneath it, and surrounding it, and sought to raise it.
Raise the land beneath them, to not only make a crater, but also send the raised land into the sky, into the clouds, to become the first of many floating islands.
"Itworkeditworkedohmygoshitactuallyworked!" Yuki says, twirling around in her new outfit. It's nothing too fancy, mainly a black sailor fuku outfit with pink and white trimmings, along with a nice sapphire circlet adorning her head. But it looks like it was tailor made just for her. Which it was thanks to the warping of reality. "I'm a magical girl! With powers! And a transformation sequence and everything!" She stops twirling to look at me. "What do you think?"
I was a bit awestruck by the whole thing, to be honest. "Wow, you look... amazing!"
Yuki looked herself over. "Yes. Yes I do." Then she looked at me. "But being a magical girl isn't just looking the part, but it's the powers as well! There is a quick moment of worry. "Which I don't know what they are... "
I have to think for a moment, letting my memory of Magical Girl Anime come back to me. "Have you tried throwing your circlet yet? That always worked in Sailor Moon."
"Maybe. Oh well, I'll experiment with them later. But first..." A mischievous smile appears on Yuki. "You."
"Me?"
"Yes you, Kenneth. I think you need a power-up as well. And I've got a few ideas."
My own playful smile flickers on my face. "Do any of them involve me in a Star Sapphire costume? I remember you seemed to enjoy..."
Yuki had to blush, but shook her head. "No. I was thinking of something a bit different. Remember that necromancer from D&D that you always liked to play?"
Oh yeah, I do remember that. Raising the dead was always fun, except when the GM decided to be a dick about the forces of Law hating it. "Oh, so you want me to be a dark overlord of undeath? Ruling over all the living and the dead?
"Well, why not? I'm enjoying this. You should be something you might enjoy as well. And if it doesn't work, we can always wish it away." Yuki says.
She's got a point. So... I start focusing my energies... I want to be a necromancer. Without looking ugly or anything like that.
Guitar music begins to play as you undergo a transformation of your own. Dark energy swirls around you, crackling like black lightning. Your clothes shift into black robes with a hood, red gloves, red boots... overall, you look a lot like what you would look like if you were a Sith Lord.
Unfortunately, your abilities don't seem to match your appearance as well as you'd have liked. You are a necromancer, but somehow you can sense the limits of your power, and you can't raise anything larger than the average housecat. Still, it's something.
Once again the bear is shunted elsewhere. Once again it's poor mind assaulted by things it cannot comprehend.
Perhaps, before all this, when it was king uncontested in the Forest the bear would have been left unfazed. But those were simpler times and a past long gone.
Now the once-king simply bowed its head and gave way.
Suddenly, knowledge rushes into the mind of the bear, parsed in a way that the bear can comprehend. You are now virtually undetectable by any means other than touch, unless you wish to be detected. The bear is not a camouflage predator, but that's an option for you now.
.
)
