Skewfiend
The Corruptor of All Things
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- The Darkness Behind Your Eyes
Purple.
No explanations or elaborations will be given on this matter.
Purple.
Zone-tan approves?Purple.
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Probably the best answer we could possibly get.Purple.
No explanations or elaborations will be given on this matter.
Sure.
I'm good with purple, but only if we say this to them later.Sure.
Fast: "We held a quorum, and my favourite colour is purple now."
"So is purple our favorite color?"
The whole update was amazing, but this was my favorite part. I giggled myself to tears!I propose red!
Of course you do. I think it should be dark.
You realise how badly wrong that would go? I propose PURPLE
I am a fan of cyan but PURPLE works.
All in favour of PURPLE?
Aye! Of course. Yes.
THEN IT IS DECIDED!
"PURPLE" You answer and oh god that felt weird, everyone coming to a unanimous decision for once.
Morlia and Diana stare at you for a second. "Fast, what did you do to your voice?" Morlia asks slowly.
"Uh..." you have no idea, "injected it with the enthusiasm of several people?"
Glad you liked it, I've been waiting to do something like that for a whileThe whole update was amazing, but this was my favorite part. I giggled myself to tears!
On real world biology, you do not want to be working on your top running speed while trying to cover distance.--[X] Lastly work on the most important thing of all, their running speed.
I know but we are fighting deadly assassins with mommy issues.[X] Wake them up? If yes, how?
-[X] "It occurs to me that these younglings want to go fight a bunch of sneaky assassins likely armed with all sorts of poisons and nasty enchanted weapons. Therefore, it would behoove them to learn how to DODGE!"
--[X] Toss water on them
[X] Discuss ways our two little mages might be able to leverage some synergy with their respective specialties.
-[X] With DODGE interrupts as needed to keep them on their toes.
--[X] Work in jumping somehow, maybe sneak off to the side and then leap out from the humorously tiny cover?
On real world biology, you do not want to be working on your top running speed while trying to cover distance.
In Oblivion biology? Who knows?
Perhaps, but trying to train top speed while travelling overland is going to cripple at least one of our travel speed, training efficacy or legs.I know but we are fighting deadly assassins with mommy issues.
We need to be able to run in order to escape when things go hairy.
It is the utmost of importance to fix this."Sleep, yes." Morlia agrees quickly. "Fast keep watch and try not to say anything weird to any strangers you meet." Aw, she didn't like the one-liners. If you could make the kicked puppy expression....
Skew, this should be you posting right now.@Kyrina, I am reminding you that this is a thing, as per your standing instructions.
I didn't want to be the one to say it twice in a row.So... This is still a thing, right?
Skew, this should be you posting right now.
As you walk along, you turn to look at Morlia and ask lightly, "How far do you think you can throw a stone?"
Morlia looks at you in confusion, but she's gotten used to weird questions from you and decides, wearily, to go along for now. "I don't know, maybe a hundred yards?"
You chuckle. "Ah, but I am a daedra, and with my strength I can probably throw a stone farther, maybe two hundred yards, or even three." She glares at you, and you hastily clarify. "But that isn't the point! Imagine you were really strong. Like, really strong. Stacked potions of strength with enchantment strong. How far could you throw a stone?"
That sets her thinking. "I suppose, you could throw a stone as far as the distant mountains?" You chuckle again, and she rethinks her guess. "Well, I mean, at some point it'd just fall off the side of Nirn. Wait." You can almost see the gears turning in her head as she realizes that yes, Nirn is a sphere, and there is no true 'downwards''. "Hm, it'd still come down, but maybe on another continent?"
You try to smile, with little success. "Imagine, that you were so strong, so unimaginably fast, that you could throw a stone quickly enough that it'd fall all the way around Nirn and hit you in the back of the head!"
You both laugh at the image, though you can tell she's disturbed by this line of thought.
Solemnly, you ask. "What if you threw it faster?"
And you can almost see into her head, the rock leaving her hand, flying around Nirn and around, and never coming down at all...
And you say, "About seven miles in a second. That is 'Fast Enough'."