Muhkat Lomorki
Draconic Sorcerer
Dinac, seeing all the red eyes, decided to try to make a run for it towards one of the temples of himself while screaming.
Lady Luck: A Roll to Dodge Adventure (IC)
- Thread starter Hestia&theCourt
- Start date
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Hoshino Yumemi
A Few Bulbs Short Of A Planetarium
Bitzer was silently stalking through some woods after hearing Lady Luck's spiel. There was something feral about it all-the lynx in him was really coming out and for the first time in a long time, he wasn't so bored.
For a while, the svelte bobtail let himself reduce his thoughts to the basics: find food, find shelter, keep moving. The "house" in housecat was gone, the "cat" was left. Pound for pound, THE apex land predator.
"Find food" started to nag him more and more as he kept walking. His ears perked at a sound that boded especially well...water!
He heard water running and soon found a river. Rivers meant fish, and dipping in would surely mean scoring his first wild-caught meal.
Out came his claws and in went his paw.
For a while, the svelte bobtail let himself reduce his thoughts to the basics: find food, find shelter, keep moving. The "house" in housecat was gone, the "cat" was left. Pound for pound, THE apex land predator.
"Find food" started to nag him more and more as he kept walking. His ears perked at a sound that boded especially well...water!
He heard water running and soon found a river. Rivers meant fish, and dipping in would surely mean scoring his first wild-caught meal.
Out came his claws and in went his paw.
Random Tale
The Story-Bound
The cathedral projected an aura of smugness at a job well done, before pain flickered into being.
Its creations were in pain, begging for help. And as the creator of their kind, it stood to the cathedral to take care of whatever they couldn't handle.
"Sacred Powers..."
It was affecting the cathedral as well. Not as much as the angels, due to the fact that it had accidentally removed its pain receptors when turning itself into its current form, but despite that, it was still feeling pain.
"Cast the purifying light upon the corrupt soul..."
The source needed to be gone. The source of the pain needed to be destroyed.
And with its power... hopefully the cathedral would be able to do the job.
"Rest in peace, sinners!"
The cathedral took to the sky, its wings flapping as holy power gathered, with the intent to fling it at the source of the pain.
With an echoing shout, the spell was cast.
"HOLY JUDGEMENT!"
Silvan Eldar
Delinquent Heir to Makai
- Location
- Here and There
"Make it so, Adam." I stated simply, absently wondering if this Adam was that Adam.
PHASE 10: Pain. This is why I fight!
Hestia&theCourt
Turns out we're plural too.
- Location
- In transition
- Pronouns
- She/Her
PHASE 10: PAIN... THIS IS WHY I FIGHT!
Rolls to dodge are here.
Suddenly, more pain! You can see bits of your skin flaking off; apparently, the universe figures that if you die, there will be no more pain, thus fulfilling your request.
Stupid universe.
Then, suddenly, the deterioration of your body increases rapidly and...
RadioactiveSpoon is Dead.
The pain doesn't stop, but... you do feel slightly stronger. A little less like you're going to die. And with that strength, when another pulse of pain comes, you manage to somehow push it back to wherever it came from.
Unfortunately, this doesn't seem to do much.
+1 on your next roll to dodge entropy.
Eventually, however, the pain stops. Unfortunately, lots of spaceships start showing up shortly afterward.
For a moment, it seems that the pain only increases... but something changes in you, and you seem to be able to fight back against the pain. And in the moment of clarity that results, you notice that you now appear to have turned into Superman...
But before you can process this frankly strange turn of events, another wave of pain crashes into you, which you again somehow bounce back. And this time, it seems like something gives way. Just a little.
The stabilizer gets -1 on its next roll.
Eventually, the pain stops, followed by a rather large number of spaceships appearing from nowhere.
One moment, you're screaming in pain... and then the next, you're not.
Confused, you stand up. From the sounds over the comms, your crew isn't so fortunate, but for some reason, you have been spared the pain.
+1 to your next roll to dodge the stabilizer.
After a while, the crew stops screaming in pain.
The proximity alert flashes, indicating a large fleet of spaceships just randomly appearing all over the place.
Unfortunately... well, to an outside observer, it might seem as if you are also afflicted by this strange malady, especially given the way your mighty roars currently sound. To such an outside observer, you say "Ha!" You simply... do not feel like hunting for your lazy human at the moment.
And to anyone who thinks that you look like you haven't eaten in a month... joke's on them...
Lotus Eater is Wounded.
Eventually, you and Kay-Tee stop writhing in pain. And you smell more people. And metal. And something weird that you've never smelled before.
Nothing appears to happen, aside from you continuing to scream and your body deteriorating. By now, you really should be dead; as it is, it seems that your inability to die is overriding whatever is causing this pain.
Eventually, however, the pain stops. However, before you can recover fully, spaceships start appearing out of nowhere.
Unfortunately, the machine doesn't appear to function that way anymore, having adapted to run itself off of the reality-warping energy that it's currently attempting to suppress.
Well, nothing for it. You can tell that this could destabilize the planet if you don't deal with it quickly. You rig the power source to overload the device and run for it.
Three... two... one... Kaboom. Nothing remains of the device.
And, as if you needed more bad news, now there are spaceships appearing everywhere.
Immediately, you find yourself blasted upwards into the sun. Somehow, you survive, through badly burnt.
The 3rd Corinthian is Wounded.
On the plus side, the pain is gone... on the minus side, that's probably because your nerve endings are burnt off.
Unfortunately, this appears to do nothing. However, after a while, the pain stops. A bunch of spaceships are appearing in the sky, much to the confusion of your ravens.
Unfortunately, the amount of pain he's in seems to be interfering with his ability to fly.
Thankfully, the pain eventually subsides, although you seem to have some new problems, if the large number of spaceships nearby is anything to go by...
While it's not quite what you wanted, the pain recedes from "please kill me now" to "Oh bother, I bumped my head" levels.
After a while, the pain goes away entirely.
Hmm? You smell humans. And metal.
At first, it doesn't seem to work, and you continue to scream in pain. But after a while, you realize that the more you scream, the less pain you feel. Weird, but you're not complaining.
Unfortunately, Yuki doesn't seem to have picked up this ability, so you try to help her bear with it until, after a while, the pain stops.
Not long afterwards, you and Yuki look up to see tons of spaceships appearing out of thin air.
All over the planet, ships begin to land, containing dozens of troubleshooters!
Several of them immediately begin shooting each other, but most of them have managed to decipher enough of their actual mission to actually embark on it.
Almost immediately after this happens, you feel an intense pain. But before long, it passes.
The pain continues, but you don't fight it. Instead, you use it. Channel it. Morph it into power. Power that you will use to punish whoever did this!
You don't know quite what you are now. Not with your hair spikier than usual and glowing white. But you can feel the power that helps you withstand the pain.
Soon afterwards, the pain subsides. Your crew will be okay, eventually. That is, assuming that the descending spaceships coming out of nowhere won't attack them...
But do you really want to chance it?
Suddenly, lights flash! Wooziness and pain weave in and out of your rapidly fading consciousness and then blackness, for a time.
When you wake up, you... aren't quite what you were. Now, you are the planet.
Unfortunately, running seems to prompt the creatures into chasing you. For now, though, you seem to be staying ahead of them.
+1 to next roll to dodging demons.
Unfortunately, it seems that you're hallucinating, thinking a large crevasse is a river! Your resulting confusion causes you to fall in! Thankfully, you land on your feet, and it doesn't seem to have been too bad of a drop.
Still, that's kind of embarrassing...
Above you, you can see spaceships filled with people.
You charge your attack, gathering light, aaand... it fizzles out after flying about ten feet.
Thankfully, some other force soon stops the pain. Although now you see several spaceships popping out of nowhere...
The force field comes down of its own accord, and you manage to make your escape from the planet just before the force field comes back up. Thank goodness, because the moment you escape the planet's atmosphere, the searing pain you've been feeling ceases.
So. Where to now?
EVENT: CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF SANDWICHES
Sandwiches of every conceivable kind are falling from the sky! Now, I'm sure they won't gradually grow larger and larger and eventually cause you to have to Roll to Dodge. These are friendly sandwiches! ...right?
EVENT: TROUBLESHOOTING
You've seen enough movies to know that the spaceships landing all over the place, letting out lots of people with laser guns, is not a good thing. At the end of each phase starting with Phase 11, the GM rolls 1d4. That many randomly-selected players who posted during that phase are attacked by the Troubleshooters, although they get an automatic +1 to the rolls since the Troubleshooters don't work together well and are rather likely to start shooting each other.
Rolls to dodge are here.
Suddenly, more pain! You can see bits of your skin flaking off; apparently, the universe figures that if you die, there will be no more pain, thus fulfilling your request.
Stupid universe.
Then, suddenly, the deterioration of your body increases rapidly and...
RadioactiveSpoon is Dead.
The pain doesn't stop, but... you do feel slightly stronger. A little less like you're going to die. And with that strength, when another pulse of pain comes, you manage to somehow push it back to wherever it came from.
Unfortunately, this doesn't seem to do much.
+1 on your next roll to dodge entropy.
Eventually, however, the pain stops. Unfortunately, lots of spaceships start showing up shortly afterward.
*Curls up into a ball*
The pain... Please... Make it stop...
Edit: Not again...
For a moment, it seems that the pain only increases... but something changes in you, and you seem to be able to fight back against the pain. And in the moment of clarity that results, you notice that you now appear to have turned into Superman...
But before you can process this frankly strange turn of events, another wave of pain crashes into you, which you again somehow bounce back. And this time, it seems like something gives way. Just a little.
The stabilizer gets -1 on its next roll.
Eventually, the pain stops, followed by a rather large number of spaceships appearing from nowhere.
One moment, you're screaming in pain... and then the next, you're not.
Confused, you stand up. From the sounds over the comms, your crew isn't so fortunate, but for some reason, you have been spared the pain.
+1 to your next roll to dodge the stabilizer.
After a while, the crew stops screaming in pain.
The proximity alert flashes, indicating a large fleet of spaceships just randomly appearing all over the place.
Unfortunately... well, to an outside observer, it might seem as if you are also afflicted by this strange malady, especially given the way your mighty roars currently sound. To such an outside observer, you say "Ha!" You simply... do not feel like hunting for your lazy human at the moment.
And to anyone who thinks that you look like you haven't eaten in a month... joke's on them...
Lotus Eater is Wounded.
Eventually, you and Kay-Tee stop writhing in pain. And you smell more people. And metal. And something weird that you've never smelled before.
Nothing appears to happen, aside from you continuing to scream and your body deteriorating. By now, you really should be dead; as it is, it seems that your inability to die is overriding whatever is causing this pain.
Eventually, however, the pain stops. However, before you can recover fully, spaceships start appearing out of nowhere.
Unfortunately, the machine doesn't appear to function that way anymore, having adapted to run itself off of the reality-warping energy that it's currently attempting to suppress.
Well, nothing for it. You can tell that this could destabilize the planet if you don't deal with it quickly. You rig the power source to overload the device and run for it.
Three... two... one... Kaboom. Nothing remains of the device.
And, as if you needed more bad news, now there are spaceships appearing everywhere.
Immediately, you find yourself blasted upwards into the sun. Somehow, you survive, through badly burnt.
The 3rd Corinthian is Wounded.
On the plus side, the pain is gone... on the minus side, that's probably because your nerve endings are burnt off.
Unfortunately, this appears to do nothing. However, after a while, the pain stops. A bunch of spaceships are appearing in the sky, much to the confusion of your ravens.
Unfortunately, the amount of pain he's in seems to be interfering with his ability to fly.
Thankfully, the pain eventually subsides, although you seem to have some new problems, if the large number of spaceships nearby is anything to go by...
While it's not quite what you wanted, the pain recedes from "please kill me now" to "Oh bother, I bumped my head" levels.
After a while, the pain goes away entirely.
Hmm? You smell humans. And metal.
At first, it doesn't seem to work, and you continue to scream in pain. But after a while, you realize that the more you scream, the less pain you feel. Weird, but you're not complaining.
Unfortunately, Yuki doesn't seem to have picked up this ability, so you try to help her bear with it until, after a while, the pain stops.
Not long afterwards, you and Yuki look up to see tons of spaceships appearing out of thin air.
All over the planet, ships begin to land, containing dozens of troubleshooters!
Several of them immediately begin shooting each other, but most of them have managed to decipher enough of their actual mission to actually embark on it.
Almost immediately after this happens, you feel an intense pain. But before long, it passes.
The pain continues, but you don't fight it. Instead, you use it. Channel it. Morph it into power. Power that you will use to punish whoever did this!
You don't know quite what you are now. Not with your hair spikier than usual and glowing white. But you can feel the power that helps you withstand the pain.
Soon afterwards, the pain subsides. Your crew will be okay, eventually. That is, assuming that the descending spaceships coming out of nowhere won't attack them...
But do you really want to chance it?
Suddenly, lights flash! Wooziness and pain weave in and out of your rapidly fading consciousness and then blackness, for a time.
When you wake up, you... aren't quite what you were. Now, you are the planet.
Unfortunately, running seems to prompt the creatures into chasing you. For now, though, you seem to be staying ahead of them.
+1 to next roll to dodging demons.
Unfortunately, it seems that you're hallucinating, thinking a large crevasse is a river! Your resulting confusion causes you to fall in! Thankfully, you land on your feet, and it doesn't seem to have been too bad of a drop.
Still, that's kind of embarrassing...
Above you, you can see spaceships filled with people.
You charge your attack, gathering light, aaand... it fizzles out after flying about ten feet.
Thankfully, some other force soon stops the pain. Although now you see several spaceships popping out of nowhere...
The force field comes down of its own accord, and you manage to make your escape from the planet just before the force field comes back up. Thank goodness, because the moment you escape the planet's atmosphere, the searing pain you've been feeling ceases.
So. Where to now?
EVENT: CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF SANDWICHES
Sandwiches of every conceivable kind are falling from the sky! Now, I'm sure they won't gradually grow larger and larger and eventually cause you to have to Roll to Dodge. These are friendly sandwiches! ...right?
EVENT: TROUBLESHOOTING
You've seen enough movies to know that the spaceships landing all over the place, letting out lots of people with laser guns, is not a good thing. At the end of each phase starting with Phase 11, the GM rolls 1d4. That many randomly-selected players who posted during that phase are attacked by the Troubleshooters, although they get an automatic +1 to the rolls since the Troubleshooters don't work together well and are rather likely to start shooting each other.
UbeOne
Daydreaming CPU
- Location
- Philippines
- Pronouns
- She/Her
The pain, it finally stopped...
Then I happened to glance upon my reflection in the window.
Why do I look like Clark Kent?
The pain, it came back!
Yet it somehow went away afterwards...
Wait, is that a fleet of spaceships?
"Executor, a fleet of hostiles has appeared! They are moving into attack positions! What shall we do?"
After taking some time to recover, I gave my orders.
"We strike as one and destroy them."
Shard
One and Many
- Location
- Malaysia
If some other overlord was watching me, he'd be laughing mad. This was embarrassing. Turned into a cat. Turned into a burnt cat. Turned into a burnt technically-still-a-cat-but stretching definition of cat. Also, owowow. An up from OWOWOW, but still.
Appearance: Ruined.
Composure: Ruined.
Awesomeness: Ruined.
Still, it was salvageable. Just shapechange into a human form, minus all the injuries and not-quite disintegration. A form that evoked godliness, maybe.. Actually, that sounded quite nice. Which god, though... hmm. Why go with classical divinities, anyway? He could make his own.
The spaceships could wait. For a while. The impudent guy who turned me into cat, too. And whomever did the pain thing...
I had priorities, after all.
Appearance: Ruined.
Composure: Ruined.
Awesomeness: Ruined.
Still, it was salvageable. Just shapechange into a human form, minus all the injuries and not-quite disintegration. A form that evoked godliness, maybe.. Actually, that sounded quite nice. Which god, though... hmm. Why go with classical divinities, anyway? He could make his own.
The spaceships could wait. For a while. The impudent guy who turned me into cat, too. And whomever did the pain thing...
I had priorities, after all.
Shivering, Kintsugi tucked her face into her golden hands and wept.
She didn't like this feeling either. It left her sore and shaky and low, not in a way like after a good fight. But it was still better than the pain from before. And now she had a lake to wash herself in.
Slithering forward, she dipped her hands into the water, turning it to a cloudy black. After her hands were cleaned of tears, she dipped her face in and closed her eyes, sliding into the water.
It wasn't as clean as she would've liked it to be, with all the sandwiches. It still felt nice.
Refreshed, Kintsugi left the water and began to make her way back to her helicarrier when she happened to look up. And noticed all the spaceships.
Her shoulder slumped and her wings clanged. "I don't want to deal with you." She whispered, voice still hoarse. "So go away, and don't come back."
- Location
- England, unfortunately.
- Pronouns
- She/They
Well, you managed to survive launching yourself to the sun.
That was apparently a thing.
Well, It's a bit too toasty up here, and all the action is happening down there, so Let's just fly on back down to earth.
Fuck it, lets do the superman pose as well.
That was apparently a thing.
Well, It's a bit too toasty up here, and all the action is happening down there, so Let's just fly on back down to earth.
Fuck it, lets do the superman pose as well.
RadioactiveSpoon
Rudimentary creature of blood and flesh
- Location
- Beyond the Black Stump
. . .
I don't get it.
I just... I don't understand.
I'm feeling a lot more... subdued, now. I guess death does that.
Death. That's an odd thought. I actually died.
. . .
If this is the afterlife, it isn't all that great.
Maybe this is... different, somehow? Maybe whats-her-face's wishing rules still apply...?
. . .
No reason not to try it, I guess.
"I wish... I wish to be put back. To come back to life. I want to go back."
pharaoh122
*Insert witty title here*
- Location
- Imperial Manila, Asian Mexico
Staggering up on my feet, I glanced up and saw hundreds of new ships suddenly appear out of thin air. I didn't like them. I don't really know why, but I just have a really bad feeling about those ships. I didn't want to attack them unless they Attack me.
"Is everyone alright?" I ask the crew, who had begun to stand up.
"No major damage! We're still good to go."
Right... okay, so let's gead to my new Flagship shall we...
"Take the Frigate and Dock it to the Super Carrier, the Middle one. Also, have the fleet be on high alert. I don't like the look of those ships."
"Is everyone alright?" I ask the crew, who had begun to stand up.
"No major damage! We're still good to go."
Right... okay, so let's gead to my new Flagship shall we...
"Take the Frigate and Dock it to the Super Carrier, the Middle one. Also, have the fleet be on high alert. I don't like the look of those ships."
- Location
- Earth
...well...
If these ships were from a particular series, she'd never heard of it. Better to stay safe for now, maybe establish communications later.
The girl turned her attention to the rest of the village. She wanted to hide it. And this planet had an afterlife.
Why not overlap and merge the village with its equivalent location there? Maybe one of the bullshit effects of that would be indetectability to regular vision. Plus, people who'd died could pass through here and come back.
She moved her hand in a circle, imagining it encompassing the entire village, and snapped her fingers.
We Just Write
Blatantly Plural
- Location
- New England
- Pronouns
- Plural
As I looked to the incoming ships, I groaned. Yet another potential crisis that needed solving, and I still hadn't even managed to deal with the sandwich rain! I told Anne "I'm going to be designing something, OK? If any of those ships look like they're going to land here, can you please shoot them down and terminate any survivors?"
Anne's avatar grinned, nodded, and said "Sure thing mom!"
I replied "Thank you. Anyway, I'll be using fabricator #3 for a bit."
I soon reached one of my, no, our home's computer terminals, opened a CAD program, and got to work. My priorities were to deal with the anomalous weather events that repeatedly threatened everyone on the planet, and having a single point of failure for something so important was simply unacceptable.
Making use of some of what I learned when I was upgrading the Reality Stabilizer, the design for what I would term the Weather Control Drone began taking shape in front of me. Powered by a mass-energy reactor, these autonomous machines could stay aloft for centuries. They would be quiet, effective, redundant so that the system as a whole could keep functioning even in the event of massive losses, and the very best part? They would be mass-produced.
My project completed, I wandered over to the fabricator just in time to see it put the finishing touches on the first drone. The machine took to the air and...
Anne's avatar grinned, nodded, and said "Sure thing mom!"
I replied "Thank you. Anyway, I'll be using fabricator #3 for a bit."
I soon reached one of my, no, our home's computer terminals, opened a CAD program, and got to work. My priorities were to deal with the anomalous weather events that repeatedly threatened everyone on the planet, and having a single point of failure for something so important was simply unacceptable.
Making use of some of what I learned when I was upgrading the Reality Stabilizer, the design for what I would term the Weather Control Drone began taking shape in front of me. Powered by a mass-energy reactor, these autonomous machines could stay aloft for centuries. They would be quiet, effective, redundant so that the system as a whole could keep functioning even in the event of massive losses, and the very best part? They would be mass-produced.
My project completed, I wandered over to the fabricator just in time to see it put the finishing touches on the first drone. The machine took to the air and...
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"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!
ALTHOUGH I HOPE THE GM MIGHT DO SOME MORE WITH THE TROUBLESHOOTERS, THERE SEEMS TO BE A GOOD AMOUNT OF CHAOS TO BE HAD. WELL, LETS GET BACK TO BUISNESS. TO MAKE. SOME FUCKING SCYTHERS!"
POKETWO WILLS SCYTHERS INTO EXISTANCE
ALTHOUGH I HOPE THE GM MIGHT DO SOME MORE WITH THE TROUBLESHOOTERS, THERE SEEMS TO BE A GOOD AMOUNT OF CHAOS TO BE HAD. WELL, LETS GET BACK TO BUISNESS. TO MAKE. SOME FUCKING SCYTHERS!"
POKETWO WILLS SCYTHERS INTO EXISTANCE
Muhkat Lomorki
Draconic Sorcerer
Dinac, realizing how lucky he is to get to the temple, then realizes he is still being chased. So, he decides to bring in a dragon to kill the demons.
Hoshino Yumemi
A Few Bulbs Short Of A Planetarium
Bitzer was livid. Well, screw you too, nature! He'd have to go a little hungry for longer.
He looked straight up and saw the ships. He thought for a moment. That lady said anything he did had an equal chance of success or failure, right?
Well, that meant, he thought, he could jump right up to one of those ships himself.
So, he wound up, squatted down, and leapt skywards, aiming for what he figured was the center of the ship formation.
He looked straight up and saw the ships. He thought for a moment. That lady said anything he did had an equal chance of success or failure, right?
Well, that meant, he thought, he could jump right up to one of those ships himself.
So, he wound up, squatted down, and leapt skywards, aiming for what he figured was the center of the ship formation.
- Location
- The City
"What, what is this? Where am I?" The planet's first thoughts were muddled and confused due to its current predicament, "What am I? What are these little things buzzing around me, they itch terribly."
Already confused and worried about how it had suddenly become sapient the Planet's irritation was now being inflated by a number of beings landing on it and letting out even smaller beings that were now running around with laser guns. The fact they were damaging the planet and attacking the creatures that had existed prior to the Planet's awakening angered the celestial body.
Focusing on the earth beneath their feet, the Planet attempted to swallow the pests whole, pulling them into the earth where they would lie forever.
Silvan Eldar
Delinquent Heir to Makai
- Location
- Here and There
With my noble mission to get off that planet done, I decided that I'd need somewhere to park my ship. And the best place for that would be a planet.
So I decided to make my own, by thinking about it!
If nothing else, It wouldn't be a single-biome world. I'd destroy it myself before I allowed that to come to pass.
SlugSLinger
Seeker of Originality
- Location
- Somewhere in the Jungles of S.E.A
Meanwhile, in the middle of nowehere...
This, the young man thought sadly. Is the worst 20th birthday ever.
He looked around, noting the thick forest spread out before him and the large lake behind him. To his sides were long stretches of rocky beach. Beyond the lake itself, was something faint. It could have been a rock or a boat or some distance settlement or a monster. Personally, he just hoped it was cake. He liked cake. But he liked hugs more.
Sighing, he pushed his hands into the pockets of his worn jeans and strolled leisurely into the forest. It's not something bad would happen to him, right?
This, the young man thought sadly. Is the worst 20th birthday ever.
He looked around, noting the thick forest spread out before him and the large lake behind him. To his sides were long stretches of rocky beach. Beyond the lake itself, was something faint. It could have been a rock or a boat or some distance settlement or a monster. Personally, he just hoped it was cake. He liked cake. But he liked hugs more.
Sighing, he pushed his hands into the pockets of his worn jeans and strolled leisurely into the forest. It's not something bad would happen to him, right?
- Location
- Massachusetts
I glared at the descending ships. First the pain, and now this?! Right when my crew was at its weakest?!
There was no justice in this world.
Well. Time to fix that.
I turned my new-found power towards making a single overwhelming display of might: a gigantic set of kanji for the word "Justice."
Big enough to be seen no matter where you are on this wretched planet. Made of fires as hot as the sun, and as red as the blood of evildoers. Bringing hope and protection to the innocent and righteous, and fear and destruction to the wicked and villainous.
And right in the middle of that fleet.
Yes, that should do it.
- Location
- The Usual Room
- Pronouns
- He/Him
"Are you sure your alright?" I ask worriedly. While I somehow gained the ability to scream my pain away, Yuki couldn't do that. Watching a loved one in pain for no reason then someone else probably screwing something up was rather hard.
Yuki just sighs contently in my arms. "Yeah, I'll be fine. Pain's gone."
I'm still holding my wife as I look at the continual amount of spaceships and sandwiches filling up the sky. I don't know how many people are using their reality warping, but it's doing things I'd thought were not possible until now.
"We should probably do something about all of this." I say, waving at the chaos in the sky. "Everyone is becoming rather... grand in what they want." I watch an egg sandwich go plop nearby. "Should we go somewhere else?"
Yuki thought about it for a moment. "Maybe later. If it gets too bad. Want me to just create a bone shield?"
My eyebrows raise a bit. "A bone shield?"
"Bones seem to be my theme. Maybe yours as well." Yuki said. "Or something like that. Anyways, yeah, let's go with a protective bone shield to keep us safe..." Yuki says as she waves her hand. "Ribcage Shield!"
Random Tale
The Story-Bound
That was... anticlimatic.
Landing back on the chunk of land that was floating off the ground, the cathedral watched their children slowly regain their bearings.
They seriously doubted that the ships would pose an immediate threat, so it was safe for them to focus their attention on their children. They wanted them to be able to take care of themselves in case they wound up in danger.
How much did they know? What did they know?
Teaching them would be best way to make sure that they were intelligent enough to act of their own accord without bringing about their own self-destruction. But what to try to teach them first...
After a moment, the answer hit the Cathedral: magic.
White Magic from the Final Fantasy series, to be precise. With such magic, they could heal wounds, revive the (willing) dead, resist attacks, shatter other magics, and, as a last resort, inflict harm with a blast of holy power. Just make it so that robots, computers, and machines don't work well when magic is cast near them, causing breakage or even self-destruction of the devices.
Make sure that no machine can hold a candle to magic. Some things were better left unexplained, after all.
Though... considering past events... a slight change to one of the spells.
Dispel. Originally simply dispelling an attack, the cathedral (now that they thought about it, they needed a name...) remembered the breadstick that had pierced its protections when it was simply an angel. Now, with its will, the spell would conjure a single breadstick, hurl it at the target, and dispel anything that it hit, before disappearing itself. 'Dispelling Breadstick', or 'Breadstick Rain' if converted to a wide area.
"My children," the cathedral stated in its halls, "I have lots to teach you. There are going to be threats out there, and I will be unable to always protect you. I give to you now, the knowledge of White Magic. Use it as a tool to make sure the danger out there is something you can handle."
With that, the cathedral started lessons on magic.
TenMoreMiles
rotating 梅长苏 in my head 24/7
- Pronouns
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"What."
That was literally all I could say as I looked at the chaos. Sandwiches were raining down from the sky, somehow not coming apart and splattering on the ground despite inertia. Strange black spaceships flew around doing... whatever it is that spaceships did. Man, this place is really fucked up. What the hell was everyone doing? Absent-mindedly I catch a falling sandwich and put it in my mouth. Mmm, tuna sandwich.
What to ask for first?
Well, all of these sandwiches falling and littering the ground can't possibly be sanitary. My point is proven as one of them fall on my head and splatter my head with jam. I just washed my hair this morning, dammit! I'd wish for a bathroom or something, but first, I'd have to do something about all these sandwiches making a mess.
"I wish... hmm, I wish for giant, flying space hamsters to appear and eat all the sandwiches as they appear." That should stop the sandwich rain, right? Well, it'd also make flying space hamsters appear, but the Luck Lady did ask to make things interesting...