Pocket System
- Thread starter theaceoffire
- Start date
- Crossover Fantasy
- Location
- Sol;Terra;EU;D;NRW
Intruder Alert? Did you mean 'Free Scrap Delivery'?
- Location
- USA
When I read the new rules I immediately thought of Barty Crouch Jr. Waking up in his body an hour after minister Fudge had his soul sucked out by a dementor would be rough. Though technically that setting also has a soul purging kill spell that does no damage to the body, so that's an option as well. Cedric would not be a target as he is too young.
- Location
- United States
I think the soul would stay inside a body during a regular coma.
Various methods of pulling out the soul and leaving the body alive would probably look similar to a coma from the outside, but the would be different situations.
- Location
- Australia
For SOME yeah, but brain death and other things would definitely kill the person and release their soul while medicine keeps the body "alive".
- Location
- United States
That depends on the metaphysics. Is it the brain or the heart that anchors the soul to the body? Is it another organ entirely?
If it's the heart, its probably the act of beating that holds the binding.
If it's the brain, it can't require the whole thing otherwise souls would leave if there is any serious brain damage. Is it tied to a specific part of the brain or is it a percentage?
Its because of people like me that experiments need ethics boards to approve them before it can be done. I want to systematically remove organs in various ways to lock in exactly when the soul leaves the body.
If it's the heart, its probably the act of beating that holds the binding.
If it's the brain, it can't require the whole thing otherwise souls would leave if there is any serious brain damage. Is it tied to a specific part of the brain or is it a percentage?
Its because of people like me that experiments need ethics boards to approve them before it can be done. I want to systematically remove organs in various ways to lock in exactly when the soul leaves the body.
- Location
- Hiding under your bed
- Pronouns
- She/Her
I will note, regarding john jumping into one of the misaka clones: none of them are 22 years old. Sorry
Mr. Cloak
Orchestrator of Paradoxical Apocalypse
- Pronouns
- I
I'm kinda hoping he gets a monsterous body next jump. Aboleth for preferance- because I like Aboleths.
Mr. Cloak
Orchestrator of Paradoxical Apocalypse
- Pronouns
- I
This has happened more than once in history. Recent history.
A Man Declared Dead by Three Doctors Woke Up Shortly Before His Autopsy
A few years ago, Spanish prison authorities were rather baffled after a prisoner who had been declared dead by three separate doctors woke up in the morgue – just hours before his own autopsy was set to commence.
www.sciencealert.com
- Location
- Earth, Sol System, Virgo Supercluster, Earth-1218
I had a weird thought that his next Jump is going to be a resort, specifically the Hinata House.
Sanity is for the poor. ("Screw the rules, I have money" was last jump though)
John would probably be quite happy to be a Hobbit.
A dryad might be pushing it though.Though I do wonder what the strangest insert John will end up having to deal with? Maybe an 'Apple Tree Dryad'?
...What about a Lorax Dryad though?
"I speak for the trees, they say 'break his knees' "
Intellectual vegetarians.
- Location
- Here
John was stalling. "And gramps and Charlotte are having no problem with their new [[Home]]?"
Grace nodded. "If anything, the fact that Jeremiah Wickles owns so MANY properties has caused a sort of cascading effect… ALL his [[Homes]] are now hooked up in a sort of network, and in a pinch they can easily walk from one building to another around the world."
Temptation on the other hand was still pouting. "Even with the extra Magic being released helping me better search though, I still can't track down that asshole… Only find the ruins of the secret bases that had already been destroyed due to other 'unrelated' causes."
Jessica gave the dark woman a comforting hug. "At least you managed to get a bunch of OTHER terrible people captured along the way, right?"
She snorted. "At this point I'm pretty sure the Realm is throwing those small fry at me just to slow the hunt down while I round them all up! Whatever, I'm done with this place. Can we leave yet?"
John didn't flinch at the thought of running the [[Insertion]] module again, but he was pretty sure his 'confident smile' wasn't very convincing. "Yep! Any minute now…"
Think think think… Oh! "Before we head out, wasn't there some sort of debate about potentially altering the arrival requirements one more time? I know some of the Agents were suggesting that I require a specific gender or maybe let me inherit some sort of special ability…"
Jessica leaned back in her virtual chair. "Nah, from what we can tell? Being too specific with [[Insertion]] filters stands out just as much as offering NO conditions. And the point of this is to see if the 'anonymous transfer' method can actually work as we intended it to do."
True true.
And John was willing to do it, despite that burn inside that felt like raw trepidation.
Just… Stay calm. "Right, and if something goes wrong?"
Jessica had at some point walked around the table and pulled him into a hug. "Then we will be able to stop everything, shift you into your own Body, and handle ANYTHING that might be going wrong."
Good. "Then… Then let's do this!"
System: Kick it!
[[Reclaiming extra dimensional Pocket storage for Transfer…]]
[[Pocket.]]
The simulation, sample examination 'warehouse', and everything else was gone.
[[Transfer.]]
~~~Pocket System~~~
[[Selected Node designated; System connection reestablished.]]
[[Deployment module activated.]]
[[Incarnation module activated: Filter Settings detected.]]
~~~Pocket System~~~
[[Detected the Incarnation options.]]
[[Filtering: Soul vacant 1+ hours(local)]]
[[Filtering: Body damage < 5% health(local, average)]]
[[Filtering: Body age > 22 years(local, biological)]]
[[Filtering: Body age < 33 years(local, biological)]]
[[Filtering: Body|Soul|Mind not modified by Realm]]
[[Select: Random from list.]]
[[Selection Confirmed. Deploying HOST.]]
~~~Pocket System~~~
GASP! "GARRrrrr?" Huh?
John Doe was… Very confused.
Not in pain, which was good… But uh, not completely on top of the situation as it were.
He turned to one of the many in the crowd surrounding him. "Brains!" [[Hello!]]
They didn't even pause, but walked forward with the moving crowd. "Brrruh."
…Actually, now that John was looking at it? They all looked VERY similar to each other… Were they all siblings? Clones?
[[Jessica: John, why are you surrounded by zombies?]]
He blinked. "Brah?" [[Zombies? I thought this was just some sort of new species or something.]]
[[Temptation: Oh good grief, have we NEVER watched a zombie flick with master!? Sis!]]
[[Grace: I have some downloaded, we can make it our next date night with our Lord.]]
[[J: Focus girls. John, zombies are reanimated corpses that, in media, desire to devour the living.]]
Oh dear. "Ggrrrr!" [[But I don't want to be eaten!]]
[[T: Oh~ Don't be so sure, Maaaster…]]
[[J: Down girl. John, you'll be fine.]]
He slowly shifted his stiff limbs to cross his arms. "Eeeah?" [[How can you be sure?]]
[[G: Because YOU are also a zombie, at the moment… A very odd one too, as the Pocket System has marked this new Body as perfectly fine for use despite being very clearly dead and mostly made out of Magic. It isn't even TRYING to repair this new form, which is confusing…]]
Huh?
John glanced down at his green skin and… Huh.
He was apparently a reanimated corpse at the moment.
Neat!
Unfortunately, John was ALSO a very CONFUSED zombie.
He shifted slowly towards another of his apparently identical brethren. "Gurr?" [[Excuse me? Do you have a moment to talk with me…]]
Nope, the dude just lumbered away with the crowd's flow. Damn.
Shockingly (Thankfully?), despite the number of undead surrounding them both, the air smells fresh and fragrant. Like a botanical garden, or maybe soft perfume… Not rot and decay.
Which was good, because finding one of these reanimated corpses that could talk back seemed like it was going to take a while. "Gaaaar?" [{Could I have a moment of your time? Please? No? Damn it.]]
Four tries later, and John determined that if you looked like THESE dudes, then you were basically sub-animal in intelligence rating. Might be why they were hunting for brains in the first place, actually.
So more than slightly frustrated, John then turned to one of the zombies that DIDN'T look like most of the massive hoard. "Braains?" [[Excuse me, can you understand me?]]
The nearest zombie blinked, and glanced up from his newspaper. "Brains?" [[Yes? What can I do for you?]]
Oh thank goodness! "Gar. Guuur?" [[I'm new here. What's going on?]]
The zombie adjusted his reading glasses, which looked very dapper on the pantsless gentleman, and gestured at the crowd. "Garrrrrrr." [[The newest Homeowner seems to have gone for damage over time today instead of the usual Peashooters or long distance assault setup. Sit tight, we're going to be here for a while.]]
He gestured at the ground and the spiky things that were clawing at the zombies in front of them. "Braaains. Gar?" [[Lots and lots of Spikeweed, it's chewing up the hoard and eating up a lot of time too. Tastes rough too, so like usual we ignore it until we get to something green and tasty or die again, you know?]]
John felt confused. "Gar. Bruuh?" [[No, I don't know. Like I said, I'm new and don't know ANYTHING that's going on… Like, all these guys are going to die?]]
The undead monster shrugged and adjusted his newspaper. "Gar. Gaaaaar." [[Looks like it, Spikeweed really stings to step on… I've already died a few dozen times so far today trying to get in there, maybe taste some Sunflowers. Thankfully I managed to snack enough to get this sweet newspaper, so I'm taking it easy until one of the other zombies gets inside to munch and replace the Homeowner.]]
The corpse chuckled. "Bruuah." [[I'd share, but if you are already able to think this clearly you can probably evolve enough to get your own newspaper soon enough. Just wait for the basic zombies to clear the way for a while first, it's always frustrating to have your limbs fall off before you even get to gnaw on anything.]]
John didn't really fall over, his new body more or less locked up due to rigor mortis when he didn't focus on moving, but he felt like this only gave him MORE questions! Evolve?
Right, one bit at a time. "Braaaains? Gaaaar." [[Could you take some time and help me understand everything better? I really feel like the more you explain stuff the less I know what is happening.]]
The dead creature considered that… And folded up his newspaper. "Gaar. Rrrr? Braaaains." [[Sure, most basics like yourself tend to be far less interesting than this anyway… And I've got some time to waste. How much do you remember about your previous deaths so far? That's usually a good place to start.]]
John struggled a bit in raw confusion. "...Brains?" [[Almost nothing. Could you please start from the very basics?]]
His new decomposing friend nodded. "Gaaar." [[Very well… Let's talk a bit about Sun and how it can do anything. That's always a great starting point in my opinion.]]
Oh really? Please go on!
~~~Pocket System~~~
Hours later, John now stood to one side observing as the Zombies all politely left the garden of the recently devoured home owner.
This was to allow the NEWLY REINCARNATED Homeowner time to plant some Sunflowers and stuff in the garden, and to build up some tasty Sun investments for the incoming Zombie invasion.
After which, a few hours later, the Zombies on the clock would politely send in a notification that they were going to come in and eat the new Homeowner.
But they'd attack in waves, to make things more fun. And over 99% or more would die in each attempt, before giving it another good ol college try once more!
Then John would watch the raw chaos of the powerful 'Homeowner' resisting the swarms of undead by gathering raw Sun (It was some sort of light based Magic clump, he still hadn't gotten a sample yet) and use that pure power to force a number of new tasty but deadly plants to grow to defend them from the endless onslaught.
Eventually, depending on the competency of the Homeowner and those zombies attacking with some sort of basic strategy, one of the Zombies would invade the home and devour the defender once more while evolving to replace them.
It was a cycle.
Zombies died, got reborn, consumed Sun from the plants they devoured, could be reborn as STRONGER Zombie variants, and eventually become empowered up until they became a massive monster of a Boss Zombie or exploded into more raw Sun Magic and Conceptual Currency.
Because apparently?
This Realm was sort of like an Afterlife.
A heavenly one too, if very VERY odd.
Grace was fascinated! [[G: They are all made out of physical material, not just ghosts or Souls or whatever, but the matter itself is made out of Magic, some Concepts, and all sorts of unusual energy types!]]
Jessica was almost as confused as John was. [[J: So a basic zombie can choose to evolve after eating enough Plants or Homeowners…]]
Grace chirped back in. [[G: Or by taking damage! All these projectiles and stuff are made out of Sun too, just really energetic variants of the stuff that tends to blow up!]]
His sister sighed over the communication line. [[J: Right, or when they get blasted, basic zombies can choose to reform as what they are or attempt to become a more powerful variant of themselves.]]
John watched a zombie with a metal bucket on his head stumble forwards towards the attacking plants wearing a very snazzy tie. "Gaaar." [[Well, 'more powerful' can vary heavily from what I can tell. Half the time it just seems to mean fun new outfits or giving them useful equipment.]]
She moved on. [[J: So what about the plants? Are they being reincarnated too?]]
Grace hummed over the line. [[G: John will need to get us a sample before we can find out, honestly.]]
He watched the stumbling corpse lose his bucket to some pea plants wearing a hardhat shooting pellets like a gatling gun… Then the zombie lost some arms… And his head… And then the dude realized 'Oops, I be dead?' and fell over.
Didn't exactly look like a good time. "Gar." [[That seems to be a risky plan.]]
Temptation chimed in, fascinated! [[T: Master, zombies like you are MADE for this sort of thing! I've been examining them for weaknesses, and even fully destroying or smashing your new Body won't cause you any pain or discomfort. If anything, it just ensures you can respawn with even more energy, depending on how violently you get exploded or whatever.]]
Huh… Still, it looked pretty painful. He pointed at the vanishing corpse, the energies forming it rapidly being replaced by the Concepts of Currency before being pulled into the house. "Brrruh?'' [[Do we have any clue how the Homeowner is collecting the solidified Concepts from the dead zombies? Does evolving into one of those give you telepathy or something?]]
She gave him a mental shrug. [[T: No idea, Master. Maybe?]]
Oh good grief. [[So if I want to get plant samples, I'm either going to have to get VERY lucky or just accept being blasted a few dozen times until I'm powerful enough to… What, hold a screen door in front of myself?]]
Jessica chuckled. [[J: Well to be fair to those poor dears, it IS a screen door spawned from Sun magic and the Concepts of Creation. It's probably the best screen door ever conceived! Isn't THAT exciting?]]
He stared blankly at the ongoing chaos before him. "Gar." [[You girls are going to make me evolve through every one of these 'zombie types' just so we can scan the process of converting power into matter.]]
His sister coughed awkwardly. [[J: I mean, you don't HAVE to or whatever… But I am curious about that traffic cone that can block flaming vegetation bullets. That's not normal plastic, no way!]]
John felt like throwing a fit! "Braains!? Gar!" [[But all that effort, all the time needed to gather up Sun and reincarnate over and over again, just to get a snorkel, some floaties, and some flippers!? That's just ridiculous!]]
Sure it kept everyone in this afterlife cheerful and occupied, but it seemed such a bloody waste of time and it would take so long to…
"VRRRrrrrrrrrr!"
Oh. My. God. Had he just seen...?
He had!
Apparently, with only a bit of effort?
John Doe could evolve into a Zombie equipped and driving a FREE ZAMBONI!
One that could apparently GENERATE ice over the random surfaces it drives over!
Holy shit! Fuck yes! "Brains." [[Grace, you're going to get your plant samples.]]
And JOHN was going to get his own freaking zamboni! A MAGICAL zamboni from zombie heaven!
Time to go chew some Magical plants! "GAR!" [[CHARGE!]]
Grace nodded. "If anything, the fact that Jeremiah Wickles owns so MANY properties has caused a sort of cascading effect… ALL his [[Homes]] are now hooked up in a sort of network, and in a pinch they can easily walk from one building to another around the world."
Temptation on the other hand was still pouting. "Even with the extra Magic being released helping me better search though, I still can't track down that asshole… Only find the ruins of the secret bases that had already been destroyed due to other 'unrelated' causes."
Jessica gave the dark woman a comforting hug. "At least you managed to get a bunch of OTHER terrible people captured along the way, right?"
She snorted. "At this point I'm pretty sure the Realm is throwing those small fry at me just to slow the hunt down while I round them all up! Whatever, I'm done with this place. Can we leave yet?"
John didn't flinch at the thought of running the [[Insertion]] module again, but he was pretty sure his 'confident smile' wasn't very convincing. "Yep! Any minute now…"
Think think think… Oh! "Before we head out, wasn't there some sort of debate about potentially altering the arrival requirements one more time? I know some of the Agents were suggesting that I require a specific gender or maybe let me inherit some sort of special ability…"
Jessica leaned back in her virtual chair. "Nah, from what we can tell? Being too specific with [[Insertion]] filters stands out just as much as offering NO conditions. And the point of this is to see if the 'anonymous transfer' method can actually work as we intended it to do."
True true.
And John was willing to do it, despite that burn inside that felt like raw trepidation.
Just… Stay calm. "Right, and if something goes wrong?"
Jessica had at some point walked around the table and pulled him into a hug. "Then we will be able to stop everything, shift you into your own Body, and handle ANYTHING that might be going wrong."
Good. "Then… Then let's do this!"
System: Kick it!
[[Reclaiming extra dimensional Pocket storage for Transfer…]]
[[Pocket.]]
The simulation, sample examination 'warehouse', and everything else was gone.
[[Transfer.]]
~~~Pocket System~~~
[[Selected Node designated; System connection reestablished.]]
[[Deployment module activated.]]
[[Incarnation module activated: Filter Settings detected.]]
~~~Pocket System~~~
[[Detected the Incarnation options.]]
[[Filtering: Soul vacant 1+ hours(local)]]
[[Filtering: Body damage < 5% health(local, average)]]
[[Filtering: Body age > 22 years(local, biological)]]
[[Filtering: Body age < 33 years(local, biological)]]
[[Filtering: Body|Soul|Mind not modified by Realm]]
[[Select: Random from list.]]
[[Selection Confirmed. Deploying HOST.]]
~~~Pocket System~~~
GASP! "GARRrrrr?" Huh?
John Doe was… Very confused.
Not in pain, which was good… But uh, not completely on top of the situation as it were.
He turned to one of the many in the crowd surrounding him. "Brains!" [[Hello!]]
They didn't even pause, but walked forward with the moving crowd. "Brrruh."
…Actually, now that John was looking at it? They all looked VERY similar to each other… Were they all siblings? Clones?
[[Jessica: John, why are you surrounded by zombies?]]
He blinked. "Brah?" [[Zombies? I thought this was just some sort of new species or something.]]
[[Temptation: Oh good grief, have we NEVER watched a zombie flick with master!? Sis!]]
[[Grace: I have some downloaded, we can make it our next date night with our Lord.]]
[[J: Focus girls. John, zombies are reanimated corpses that, in media, desire to devour the living.]]
Oh dear. "Ggrrrr!" [[But I don't want to be eaten!]]
[[T: Oh~ Don't be so sure, Maaaster…]]
[[J: Down girl. John, you'll be fine.]]
He slowly shifted his stiff limbs to cross his arms. "Eeeah?" [[How can you be sure?]]
[[G: Because YOU are also a zombie, at the moment… A very odd one too, as the Pocket System has marked this new Body as perfectly fine for use despite being very clearly dead and mostly made out of Magic. It isn't even TRYING to repair this new form, which is confusing…]]
Huh?
John glanced down at his green skin and… Huh.
He was apparently a reanimated corpse at the moment.
Neat!
Unfortunately, John was ALSO a very CONFUSED zombie.
He shifted slowly towards another of his apparently identical brethren. "Gurr?" [[Excuse me? Do you have a moment to talk with me…]]
Nope, the dude just lumbered away with the crowd's flow. Damn.
Shockingly (Thankfully?), despite the number of undead surrounding them both, the air smells fresh and fragrant. Like a botanical garden, or maybe soft perfume… Not rot and decay.
Which was good, because finding one of these reanimated corpses that could talk back seemed like it was going to take a while. "Gaaaar?" [{Could I have a moment of your time? Please? No? Damn it.]]
Four tries later, and John determined that if you looked like THESE dudes, then you were basically sub-animal in intelligence rating. Might be why they were hunting for brains in the first place, actually.
So more than slightly frustrated, John then turned to one of the zombies that DIDN'T look like most of the massive hoard. "Braains?" [[Excuse me, can you understand me?]]
The nearest zombie blinked, and glanced up from his newspaper. "Brains?" [[Yes? What can I do for you?]]
Oh thank goodness! "Gar. Guuur?" [[I'm new here. What's going on?]]
The zombie adjusted his reading glasses, which looked very dapper on the pantsless gentleman, and gestured at the crowd. "Garrrrrrr." [[The newest Homeowner seems to have gone for damage over time today instead of the usual Peashooters or long distance assault setup. Sit tight, we're going to be here for a while.]]
He gestured at the ground and the spiky things that were clawing at the zombies in front of them. "Braaains. Gar?" [[Lots and lots of Spikeweed, it's chewing up the hoard and eating up a lot of time too. Tastes rough too, so like usual we ignore it until we get to something green and tasty or die again, you know?]]
John felt confused. "Gar. Bruuh?" [[No, I don't know. Like I said, I'm new and don't know ANYTHING that's going on… Like, all these guys are going to die?]]
The undead monster shrugged and adjusted his newspaper. "Gar. Gaaaaar." [[Looks like it, Spikeweed really stings to step on… I've already died a few dozen times so far today trying to get in there, maybe taste some Sunflowers. Thankfully I managed to snack enough to get this sweet newspaper, so I'm taking it easy until one of the other zombies gets inside to munch and replace the Homeowner.]]
The corpse chuckled. "Bruuah." [[I'd share, but if you are already able to think this clearly you can probably evolve enough to get your own newspaper soon enough. Just wait for the basic zombies to clear the way for a while first, it's always frustrating to have your limbs fall off before you even get to gnaw on anything.]]
John didn't really fall over, his new body more or less locked up due to rigor mortis when he didn't focus on moving, but he felt like this only gave him MORE questions! Evolve?
Right, one bit at a time. "Braaaains? Gaaaar." [[Could you take some time and help me understand everything better? I really feel like the more you explain stuff the less I know what is happening.]]
The dead creature considered that… And folded up his newspaper. "Gaar. Rrrr? Braaaains." [[Sure, most basics like yourself tend to be far less interesting than this anyway… And I've got some time to waste. How much do you remember about your previous deaths so far? That's usually a good place to start.]]
John struggled a bit in raw confusion. "...Brains?" [[Almost nothing. Could you please start from the very basics?]]
His new decomposing friend nodded. "Gaaar." [[Very well… Let's talk a bit about Sun and how it can do anything. That's always a great starting point in my opinion.]]
Oh really? Please go on!
~~~Pocket System~~~
Hours later, John now stood to one side observing as the Zombies all politely left the garden of the recently devoured home owner.
This was to allow the NEWLY REINCARNATED Homeowner time to plant some Sunflowers and stuff in the garden, and to build up some tasty Sun investments for the incoming Zombie invasion.
After which, a few hours later, the Zombies on the clock would politely send in a notification that they were going to come in and eat the new Homeowner.
But they'd attack in waves, to make things more fun. And over 99% or more would die in each attempt, before giving it another good ol college try once more!
Then John would watch the raw chaos of the powerful 'Homeowner' resisting the swarms of undead by gathering raw Sun (It was some sort of light based Magic clump, he still hadn't gotten a sample yet) and use that pure power to force a number of new tasty but deadly plants to grow to defend them from the endless onslaught.
Eventually, depending on the competency of the Homeowner and those zombies attacking with some sort of basic strategy, one of the Zombies would invade the home and devour the defender once more while evolving to replace them.
It was a cycle.
Zombies died, got reborn, consumed Sun from the plants they devoured, could be reborn as STRONGER Zombie variants, and eventually become empowered up until they became a massive monster of a Boss Zombie or exploded into more raw Sun Magic and Conceptual Currency.
Because apparently?
This Realm was sort of like an Afterlife.
A heavenly one too, if very VERY odd.
Grace was fascinated! [[G: They are all made out of physical material, not just ghosts or Souls or whatever, but the matter itself is made out of Magic, some Concepts, and all sorts of unusual energy types!]]
Jessica was almost as confused as John was. [[J: So a basic zombie can choose to evolve after eating enough Plants or Homeowners…]]
Grace chirped back in. [[G: Or by taking damage! All these projectiles and stuff are made out of Sun too, just really energetic variants of the stuff that tends to blow up!]]
His sister sighed over the communication line. [[J: Right, or when they get blasted, basic zombies can choose to reform as what they are or attempt to become a more powerful variant of themselves.]]
John watched a zombie with a metal bucket on his head stumble forwards towards the attacking plants wearing a very snazzy tie. "Gaaar." [[Well, 'more powerful' can vary heavily from what I can tell. Half the time it just seems to mean fun new outfits or giving them useful equipment.]]
She moved on. [[J: So what about the plants? Are they being reincarnated too?]]
Grace hummed over the line. [[G: John will need to get us a sample before we can find out, honestly.]]
He watched the stumbling corpse lose his bucket to some pea plants wearing a hardhat shooting pellets like a gatling gun… Then the zombie lost some arms… And his head… And then the dude realized 'Oops, I be dead?' and fell over.
Didn't exactly look like a good time. "Gar." [[That seems to be a risky plan.]]
Temptation chimed in, fascinated! [[T: Master, zombies like you are MADE for this sort of thing! I've been examining them for weaknesses, and even fully destroying or smashing your new Body won't cause you any pain or discomfort. If anything, it just ensures you can respawn with even more energy, depending on how violently you get exploded or whatever.]]
Huh… Still, it looked pretty painful. He pointed at the vanishing corpse, the energies forming it rapidly being replaced by the Concepts of Currency before being pulled into the house. "Brrruh?'' [[Do we have any clue how the Homeowner is collecting the solidified Concepts from the dead zombies? Does evolving into one of those give you telepathy or something?]]
She gave him a mental shrug. [[T: No idea, Master. Maybe?]]
Oh good grief. [[So if I want to get plant samples, I'm either going to have to get VERY lucky or just accept being blasted a few dozen times until I'm powerful enough to… What, hold a screen door in front of myself?]]
Jessica chuckled. [[J: Well to be fair to those poor dears, it IS a screen door spawned from Sun magic and the Concepts of Creation. It's probably the best screen door ever conceived! Isn't THAT exciting?]]
He stared blankly at the ongoing chaos before him. "Gar." [[You girls are going to make me evolve through every one of these 'zombie types' just so we can scan the process of converting power into matter.]]
His sister coughed awkwardly. [[J: I mean, you don't HAVE to or whatever… But I am curious about that traffic cone that can block flaming vegetation bullets. That's not normal plastic, no way!]]
John felt like throwing a fit! "Braains!? Gar!" [[But all that effort, all the time needed to gather up Sun and reincarnate over and over again, just to get a snorkel, some floaties, and some flippers!? That's just ridiculous!]]
Sure it kept everyone in this afterlife cheerful and occupied, but it seemed such a bloody waste of time and it would take so long to…
"VRRRrrrrrrrrr!"
Oh. My. God. Had he just seen...?
He had!
Apparently, with only a bit of effort?
John Doe could evolve into a Zombie equipped and driving a FREE ZAMBONI!
One that could apparently GENERATE ice over the random surfaces it drives over!
Holy shit! Fuck yes! "Brains." [[Grace, you're going to get your plant samples.]]
And JOHN was going to get his own freaking zamboni! A MAGICAL zamboni from zombie heaven!
Time to go chew some Magical plants! "GAR!" [[CHARGE!]]
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- Location
- United States
Huh. This is probably going to be a short visit, but will be lots of fun.
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
I swear, you've been all kinds of random with your stories, Ace, but this one you are being especially random... did you get a new randomizer? Are you rolling n n-sided dice?
So, does the 'new equipment' evolution prevent 'evolving' into a new one? Or is it like each 'evolution' is a pull from the randomizer? If the 'attempt at becoming more powerful' is accurate, it might not be a guaranteed? So Gacha pulls.
Tentatively assuming that it gets put into an armory of sorts for each zombie, that can pick their unlocks each respawn.
Given the hint/preview that most of the inhabitants are 'surprisingly' vegetarian? I'm guessing that the lucky Zombie that turns into the home owner, gets infused with Sun energy and becomes a plant-based homeowner. Possibly even plant-based while they're a zombie as well.
John's probably going to end up Homeowner as well. Which will be kind of interesting. Also possibly cause weird stuff to happen with [[Home]]. And likely create new more powerful plants. Subsequently stronger zombies, due to more energy.
Left unanswered is what happens to the dethroned Homeowner. Bumped back to a Basic Zombie, to go the climb again? Back to being whatever they were as a zombie? Reincarnation, based on how good they managed to survive? Plopped into a different Home, that then handles a fresh group of zombies? (incidentally handling in new afterlife residents, otherwise the waiting line goes on longer.)
Possibly a mix of those options.
Tentatively assuming that it gets put into an armory of sorts for each zombie, that can pick their unlocks each respawn.
Given the hint/preview that most of the inhabitants are 'surprisingly' vegetarian? I'm guessing that the lucky Zombie that turns into the home owner, gets infused with Sun energy and becomes a plant-based homeowner. Possibly even plant-based while they're a zombie as well.
John's probably going to end up Homeowner as well. Which will be kind of interesting. Also possibly cause weird stuff to happen with [[Home]]. And likely create new more powerful plants. Subsequently stronger zombies, due to more energy.
Left unanswered is what happens to the dethroned Homeowner. Bumped back to a Basic Zombie, to go the climb again? Back to being whatever they were as a zombie? Reincarnation, based on how good they managed to survive? Plopped into a different Home, that then handles a fresh group of zombies? (incidentally handling in new afterlife residents, otherwise the waiting line goes on longer.)
Possibly a mix of those options.
- Location
- Paradise, Hawaii
A Zomboni Driver.. who get destroyed by Giant Chomp Plants, that look like Piranha Plants from Super Mario?
At least John is enthusiastic in facing Death.
What Pocket pal will he get next?
Edit: Mario has Mushroom 🍄, Smurfs have Mushroom houses, will one become a [Home]?
At least John is enthusiastic in facing Death.
What Pocket pal will he get next?
Edit: Mario has Mushroom 🍄, Smurfs have Mushroom houses, will one become a [Home]?
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verycoolname
Not actually cool
See!? How in the world was I supposed to guess this!
This is one of the best interpretations of this 'verse that I've ever seen! Of course there's no hard feelings between the plants and zombies, because the stakes are lower than low and everybody is having fun, including/especially the "player" currently in charge of the house!
Man, I can't wait to see John meet Crazy Dave and maybe even go on a time traveling adventure to China just for the heck of it! Ah, this is great.
Thanks for writing, I look forward to the next chapter and all the joys it will bring. Cheers!
Man, I can't wait to see John meet Crazy Dave and maybe even go on a time traveling adventure to China just for the heck of it! Ah, this is great.
Thanks for writing, I look forward to the next chapter and all the joys it will bring. Cheers!
- Location
- Planet Earth
Was really hoping the MC would go to DC after Marvel, what with them being so close and connected to each other... Then I thought the MC might have inserted into The Walking Dead or Stubbs the Zombie... Only to realize he had wound up in Plants Vs. Zombies.
nmWarden
Webcomic Glutton
- Location
- Texas
At least it isn't Flappy Bird or Bloons Tower Defense. Wait, Plants Versus Zombies wasn't released as a mobile game originally.
Edit: Added Muppet world.
- Men in Black (live-action movie),
- Mary Poppins (fairy tale/urban fantasy picture book or animated movie... Or live-action movie),
- Muppet World (You tell me how this should be categorized)
- Fineas & Ferb (cartoon),
- Minecraft (video game),
- Buffy the Vampire Slayer (live-action TV show),
- Star Trek (live-action TV show and a dozen other mediums),
- YuGiOh season 1/2 (Manga and Anime, with no obvious signs of influence from the video games),
- Power Rangers kitchen sink (live-action TV show),
- Marvel/X-Men (Comic or western cartoon)
- Plants vs Zombies (video game)
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- Location
- Sol;Terra;EU;D;NRW
Well... there are several YA options for more obscure but silly and powerfull.
Cape High for example is super hero school... even if after a while the school parts get glossed over.
Oh, also there is time travel, SCIENCE, romance (every book) and of course breaking the 4th wall.
Also in every book.
Santa is a super that stops time by the way.
I don't think I have even seen anyone attempt a fanfic snippet for that series.
Could be because its solid and keeps getting new books written almost on a schedule.
Even spin offs like the deadly darlings.. which are basically idol villians.
Oh, yeah, most villains and heroes? Wrestling rules.
Cape High for example is super hero school... even if after a while the school parts get glossed over.
Oh, also there is time travel, SCIENCE, romance (every book) and of course breaking the 4th wall.
Also in every book.
Santa is a super that stops time by the way.
I don't think I have even seen anyone attempt a fanfic snippet for that series.
Could be because its solid and keeps getting new books written almost on a schedule.
Even spin offs like the deadly darlings.. which are basically idol villians.
Oh, yeah, most villains and heroes? Wrestling rules.
A feast for the senses!
- Location
- Here
John decided to go with the seventh nearby Homeowner, mostly due to how close he was to it already (Being a 'basic zombie' did NOT mean being fast) and because things hadn't gotten too crazy over there yet.
Just some sunflowers and a few peashooters, so hopefully he could grab a bite or two BEFORE experiencing the local reincarnation cycle.
Still feeling slightly hesitant, he looked over his options…
Each Homeowner got five 'lanes' of yard to work with, on average. Those five lanes could be grass, a swimming pool (Normally only two lanes wide), or from what he could see? There were zombies currently attacking nearby, only higher up on the goddamned ROOF of all places!
Seriously, why do this on the roof? They had to 'plant' flower pots everywhere because you had no soil to work with! Not that the pools were much better, those needed lilly pads and… Sigh.
ANYWAY, John's option here was a basic five lane wide, nine square long yard of grass. Each one with a one use 'consumable' lawnmower (Or pool cleaner), that would basically destroy any zombie in that single lane if everything got eaten and the home nearly invaded.
Not that it mattered, at the speed he could move it was likely he'd pop WAY before he could eat his way up to the death mower, so it wasn't an issue.
Of the five lanes, he was seriously considering the one on the far right… It had just lost a lot of plants due to some aggressive conehead zombies, and the Homeowner had JUST placed down a wall-nut near the lawn entrance to block any new undead until that other batch was handled.
Lucky!
Sure, he'd probably be stalled there until the Homeowner got around to killing him… But at least he could quickly get a bite and have Grace analyze what was going on with the adorable and deadly plants. "Rawr." [[I'm going in.]]
[[Grace: Good luck, my Lord!]]
Moving swiftly, John… Uh.
…Damn, he was slow.
Shuffling SLOWLY, John EVENTUALLY made it over to the lane he was interested in… After a while… Good grief.
Thankfully, all the OTHER zombies around him were even slower, so no one had managed to get ahead of him in line for this lane.
A few steps later and… He was now facing a boulder sized wall-nut.
It had huge, adorable, anime eyes.
It looked… A little out of it really. "Braaains… Brains?" [[Excuse me, if it wouldn't be too much of a bother… Would it be alright if I consumed you?]]
…Was this plant ignoring him?
John leaned in closer… IT WAS!
It was just sitting there, as if high on drugs, and humming to itself! "Grrrarh?" [[Excuse me? Mr. Nut, sir? Hello?]]
The rockish plant shifted slightly… And ignored John some more. Huh. "Bruuuh." [[Just so you know, if you don't at least ask me not to eat you right now… I probably will. Or at least, the zombies behind me are going to nom you, I suppose.]]
What tune was this nut even humming? It was catchy, and it seemed MOST of the plants were singing along with it.
Oh well. "Gar." [[Thank you for the meal…]]
[[CRUNCH!]]
Oh! It tasted like wood!
But like, also Sun and Magic and with notes of… Chocolate?
But mostly like wood.
…Was wood SUPPOSED to be this tasty? Or was that just how zombie taste buds were set up?
Either way, this guy tasted AMAZING! "Gar…" [[Holy crap, dude! You're delicious!]]
…Still being ignored.
This wall-nutt now had a huge chunk of his head missing, and hadn't even paused humming. No sense of distress, no worries or concerns… Maybe a hint of a frown? But not an 'ow' frown, but more a 'stop distracting me' frown, if that made sense… "Brains?" [[Is it alright if I nibble just a little bit more?]]
Nothing. Ignored again.
Maybe plants can't talk to zombies here?
Well, if he's fine with it and everything…
[[CRUNCH!]]
Damn, this was some high quality lumber right here!
[[Jessica: John, please don't devour the plant any further until Grace can confirm you aren't eating a reincarnated Soul or something, alright?]]
But he was so tasty!
…Fine. "Gar." [[Alright sis. What about the samples I already ate… Uh, obtained? Grace?]]
He could feel his angel bustling. [[G: The System is analyzing it all now, but from what I can tell so far the plants don't seem to be reborn zombies or whatever. They are basically solidified spells.]]
John poked the partially consumed nut. "Braaains?" [[You aren't alive?]]
The wiggling thing just kept humming along, ignoring him entirely. Huh.
Grace sounded fascinated! [[I'm pretty sure THIS is what all the collected Sun is used for! These plants are spells being cast using Sun as an energy source and some sort of saved pattern for a reference, I'm sure of it!]]
Huh. For a spell, these things felt pretty lifelike. "Gaaaar." [[That sounds pretty cool. I wonder if I can study this stuff and get it working in less impossible places than zombie heaven… Converting magic into summoned plant constructs with basic level intelligence is pretty damned impressive.]]
He heard a hum. [[G: Already working on it, my Lord! We will need more samples too, I'm pretty sure some plants are converting small amounts of ambient Sun into projectiles and such and that should be very interesting information… I also want to see how the Magical projectiles are able to interact with the solidified Plant spells without collapsing, it's how they can shoot through other stuff in the way and still hit their targets.]]
It did seem interesting, true. John gently turned the massive boulder sized snack a little to get a better angle.
[[CRUNCH!]]
Mmmm! Very delicious!
A few bites later… And another zombie stumbled close by. "Braains…"
Huh, that didn't translate. Must be another 'young' basic zombie. Oh well, there was plenty of wall-nut to go around! "Gar!" [[Go ahead, have some! The bits over here taste like oak!]]
…Ignored again.
Sheesh! John was going to have to hang out with smarter corpses for a while after this!
Oh well, might as well enjoy the moment at least.
[[CRUNCH!]]
~~~Pocket System~~~
Jessica was fascinated by this VERY odd place. "I'm not sure if Souls exist here. Not according to the scans, at least."
Grace nodded. "The Sun is a sort of mix, containing mostly Magic but also echoes of Mind, Soul, and Concepts… There may have been individual Souls involved at some point in the past, but that would have had to have been a long LONG time ago."
Jessica huffed, leaning back in her chair. "So long ago that I'm not even sure that the Souls originally came from living humans, or if this is a Zombie afterlife for a ZOMBIE world that just happens to resemble humans somehow... Not that it matters now, this whole Realm is like a self contained bubble at this point. Anywhere it was connected to broke off long ago."
The angel hummed. "Everyone here seems surprisingly happy though… Even the most 'evil' zombies are perfectly happy to take a break every now and then to play these smaller games in their free time."
True. "I'm just happy that John seems to be relaxing here… He's been through some stressful stuff recently."
From the side, Temptation broke into the conversation. "Hey sis? Didn't you say that nothing here besides John has a Soul?"
Grace looked up from her research. "Yes? Why?"
Temptation pulled up a screen. "There's a crazy homeless guy selling stuff from the trunk of his car."
…What? "I'm sorry?"
She nodded. "Yeah, he's got a pot on his head and an awesome beard, apparently calls himself 'Crazy Dave'. He's just sort of hanging out over here, in this area. A few lawns down from John."
Jessica stared at the unshaven man. "What… HOW is there a Human here!? This whole REALM has nothing but zombies, Magic, and plants!"
Temptation shrugged. "Not sure, but he's fun to watch. Check this out…"
She pulled up a video clip of Crazy Dave selling his wares from his trunk, calling it "Crazy Dave's Twiddydinkies" as he tried to persuade a Zombie Homeowner to buy a garden rake.
What. The. Hell!?
Jessica pointed at the clip. "That's impossible right? Grace, didn't you say this whole Realm is like a bubble?"
Grace nodded. "From what we can tell? There hasn't been ANY connection to ANY other world, plane of existence, or afterlife for at least a few thousand millennia."
Jessica huffed. "That crazy guy looks 36 at best! What, did he just WANDER into this madness? How is he surviving here ANYWAY, there's only zombies around. No gas or infrastructure or…"
Temptation giggled. "He uses the Conceptual Currency the Homeowner trades to bribe some zombies to steal some plants for him to eat, and the Sun seems to just… Make sure he's healthy and stuff. He may be biologically 36, but after years of eating magical combat plants? Who knows how long this has been going on."
No. This was silly. "All the zombies here want Brains. It's like, a third of their total vocabulary. And half their written language. How come nothing has tried to eat him yet?"
Temptation pulled up another clip. "From what I can tell? None of the zombies believe he is a human. When he argues otherwise, they just chalk it up to 'Crazy Dave being Crazy'."
For pete's sake. "No WONDER zombies keep hunting brains, the ones they are using are clearly defective."
Grace on the other hand was looking frustrated. "Well I want to know why he isn't showing up on ANY of my System sensors! Every time I force the modules to LOOK at this old man, I keep getting error responses like 'Wabby Wabbo' and a rambling story about how he once lost at checkers to a sandwich!"
Temptation laughed harder! "Ha! Yeah, I only found him because I was watching one of the Homeowners just wandering out of their house while all the zombies ignored him. The dude just shambled his way over to this crazy hobo and started buying stuff like nothing was odd about it all!"
Jessica felt her head hurting. Turning to her agents, she stared at her assistant. "If we can't see him, we might be missing all SORTS of things… Set up a perimeter, don't let our King get caught off guard." """"YES MA'AM!"""" Good.
Grace glared at her! "I'm SURE I'm not missing anything my Lady! I've gone over these modules a hundred times!"
Temptation coughed. "Missed a hobo." "SISTER!" "HA!"
Jessica sighed. "It's better to be a little precautious than a lot unprepared."
Temptation shrugged. "I'm not sure it matters here, anyway. Even if we miss some threat or danger, our Master is safer here than ANYWHERE else… Hell, right now he's eating spells and risking death to save up enough energy to get a free vehicle!"
…True. "Still, before we leave this Realm I at least want to KNOW there are people and things like 'Crazy Dave' out there from our modules. It probably won't be nearly as small an issue if this sort of thing slips by our detection systems in a less peaceful Realm."
The paused to look at the video streams of endless undead armies fighting a never ending war of consumption against animated plant golems.
Err… "Relatively peaceful."
Grace sighed. "Point taken… And I suppose I can come up with some standard scan results and mark any that fail to match, like this oddball. Hopefully that would at least mark an area as risky or let us know there are unscannable targets within specific regions around us."
Temptation was relaxing in the background. "Well, you both do that and I'll keep an eye on Crazy Dave so we don't lose track of him… Hmm, maybe I should get some popcorn? Perhaps…"
Huh. "That'd actually be helpful, at least while we try to make sure we can find him again without manually scanning everywhere visually. Thanks, Temptation."
Her gratefulness was waved away. "Shh, he's telling a story about dragon-bears and I don't want to miss anything!"
Jessica suspected that said 'helpfulness' may be slightly self-serving in this situation, but whatever. "Great, you… You do that then." Sheesh!
Just some sunflowers and a few peashooters, so hopefully he could grab a bite or two BEFORE experiencing the local reincarnation cycle.
Still feeling slightly hesitant, he looked over his options…
Each Homeowner got five 'lanes' of yard to work with, on average. Those five lanes could be grass, a swimming pool (Normally only two lanes wide), or from what he could see? There were zombies currently attacking nearby, only higher up on the goddamned ROOF of all places!
Seriously, why do this on the roof? They had to 'plant' flower pots everywhere because you had no soil to work with! Not that the pools were much better, those needed lilly pads and… Sigh.
ANYWAY, John's option here was a basic five lane wide, nine square long yard of grass. Each one with a one use 'consumable' lawnmower (Or pool cleaner), that would basically destroy any zombie in that single lane if everything got eaten and the home nearly invaded.
Not that it mattered, at the speed he could move it was likely he'd pop WAY before he could eat his way up to the death mower, so it wasn't an issue.
Of the five lanes, he was seriously considering the one on the far right… It had just lost a lot of plants due to some aggressive conehead zombies, and the Homeowner had JUST placed down a wall-nut near the lawn entrance to block any new undead until that other batch was handled.
Lucky!
Sure, he'd probably be stalled there until the Homeowner got around to killing him… But at least he could quickly get a bite and have Grace analyze what was going on with the adorable and deadly plants. "Rawr." [[I'm going in.]]
[[Grace: Good luck, my Lord!]]
Moving swiftly, John… Uh.
…Damn, he was slow.
Shuffling SLOWLY, John EVENTUALLY made it over to the lane he was interested in… After a while… Good grief.
Thankfully, all the OTHER zombies around him were even slower, so no one had managed to get ahead of him in line for this lane.
A few steps later and… He was now facing a boulder sized wall-nut.
It had huge, adorable, anime eyes.
It looked… A little out of it really. "Braaains… Brains?" [[Excuse me, if it wouldn't be too much of a bother… Would it be alright if I consumed you?]]
…Was this plant ignoring him?
John leaned in closer… IT WAS!
It was just sitting there, as if high on drugs, and humming to itself! "Grrrarh?" [[Excuse me? Mr. Nut, sir? Hello?]]
The rockish plant shifted slightly… And ignored John some more. Huh. "Bruuuh." [[Just so you know, if you don't at least ask me not to eat you right now… I probably will. Or at least, the zombies behind me are going to nom you, I suppose.]]
What tune was this nut even humming? It was catchy, and it seemed MOST of the plants were singing along with it.
Oh well. "Gar." [[Thank you for the meal…]]
[[CRUNCH!]]
Oh! It tasted like wood!
But like, also Sun and Magic and with notes of… Chocolate?
But mostly like wood.
…Was wood SUPPOSED to be this tasty? Or was that just how zombie taste buds were set up?
Either way, this guy tasted AMAZING! "Gar…" [[Holy crap, dude! You're delicious!]]
…Still being ignored.
This wall-nutt now had a huge chunk of his head missing, and hadn't even paused humming. No sense of distress, no worries or concerns… Maybe a hint of a frown? But not an 'ow' frown, but more a 'stop distracting me' frown, if that made sense… "Brains?" [[Is it alright if I nibble just a little bit more?]]
Nothing. Ignored again.
Maybe plants can't talk to zombies here?
Well, if he's fine with it and everything…
[[CRUNCH!]]
Damn, this was some high quality lumber right here!
[[Jessica: John, please don't devour the plant any further until Grace can confirm you aren't eating a reincarnated Soul or something, alright?]]
But he was so tasty!
…Fine. "Gar." [[Alright sis. What about the samples I already ate… Uh, obtained? Grace?]]
He could feel his angel bustling. [[G: The System is analyzing it all now, but from what I can tell so far the plants don't seem to be reborn zombies or whatever. They are basically solidified spells.]]
John poked the partially consumed nut. "Braaains?" [[You aren't alive?]]
The wiggling thing just kept humming along, ignoring him entirely. Huh.
Grace sounded fascinated! [[I'm pretty sure THIS is what all the collected Sun is used for! These plants are spells being cast using Sun as an energy source and some sort of saved pattern for a reference, I'm sure of it!]]
Huh. For a spell, these things felt pretty lifelike. "Gaaaar." [[That sounds pretty cool. I wonder if I can study this stuff and get it working in less impossible places than zombie heaven… Converting magic into summoned plant constructs with basic level intelligence is pretty damned impressive.]]
He heard a hum. [[G: Already working on it, my Lord! We will need more samples too, I'm pretty sure some plants are converting small amounts of ambient Sun into projectiles and such and that should be very interesting information… I also want to see how the Magical projectiles are able to interact with the solidified Plant spells without collapsing, it's how they can shoot through other stuff in the way and still hit their targets.]]
It did seem interesting, true. John gently turned the massive boulder sized snack a little to get a better angle.
[[CRUNCH!]]
Mmmm! Very delicious!
A few bites later… And another zombie stumbled close by. "Braains…"
Huh, that didn't translate. Must be another 'young' basic zombie. Oh well, there was plenty of wall-nut to go around! "Gar!" [[Go ahead, have some! The bits over here taste like oak!]]
…Ignored again.
Sheesh! John was going to have to hang out with smarter corpses for a while after this!
Oh well, might as well enjoy the moment at least.
[[CRUNCH!]]
~~~Pocket System~~~
Jessica was fascinated by this VERY odd place. "I'm not sure if Souls exist here. Not according to the scans, at least."
Grace nodded. "The Sun is a sort of mix, containing mostly Magic but also echoes of Mind, Soul, and Concepts… There may have been individual Souls involved at some point in the past, but that would have had to have been a long LONG time ago."
Jessica huffed, leaning back in her chair. "So long ago that I'm not even sure that the Souls originally came from living humans, or if this is a Zombie afterlife for a ZOMBIE world that just happens to resemble humans somehow... Not that it matters now, this whole Realm is like a self contained bubble at this point. Anywhere it was connected to broke off long ago."
The angel hummed. "Everyone here seems surprisingly happy though… Even the most 'evil' zombies are perfectly happy to take a break every now and then to play these smaller games in their free time."
True. "I'm just happy that John seems to be relaxing here… He's been through some stressful stuff recently."
From the side, Temptation broke into the conversation. "Hey sis? Didn't you say that nothing here besides John has a Soul?"
Grace looked up from her research. "Yes? Why?"
Temptation pulled up a screen. "There's a crazy homeless guy selling stuff from the trunk of his car."
…What? "I'm sorry?"
She nodded. "Yeah, he's got a pot on his head and an awesome beard, apparently calls himself 'Crazy Dave'. He's just sort of hanging out over here, in this area. A few lawns down from John."
Jessica stared at the unshaven man. "What… HOW is there a Human here!? This whole REALM has nothing but zombies, Magic, and plants!"
Temptation shrugged. "Not sure, but he's fun to watch. Check this out…"
She pulled up a video clip of Crazy Dave selling his wares from his trunk, calling it "Crazy Dave's Twiddydinkies" as he tried to persuade a Zombie Homeowner to buy a garden rake.
What. The. Hell!?
Jessica pointed at the clip. "That's impossible right? Grace, didn't you say this whole Realm is like a bubble?"
Grace nodded. "From what we can tell? There hasn't been ANY connection to ANY other world, plane of existence, or afterlife for at least a few thousand millennia."
Jessica huffed. "That crazy guy looks 36 at best! What, did he just WANDER into this madness? How is he surviving here ANYWAY, there's only zombies around. No gas or infrastructure or…"
Temptation giggled. "He uses the Conceptual Currency the Homeowner trades to bribe some zombies to steal some plants for him to eat, and the Sun seems to just… Make sure he's healthy and stuff. He may be biologically 36, but after years of eating magical combat plants? Who knows how long this has been going on."
No. This was silly. "All the zombies here want Brains. It's like, a third of their total vocabulary. And half their written language. How come nothing has tried to eat him yet?"
Temptation pulled up another clip. "From what I can tell? None of the zombies believe he is a human. When he argues otherwise, they just chalk it up to 'Crazy Dave being Crazy'."
For pete's sake. "No WONDER zombies keep hunting brains, the ones they are using are clearly defective."
Grace on the other hand was looking frustrated. "Well I want to know why he isn't showing up on ANY of my System sensors! Every time I force the modules to LOOK at this old man, I keep getting error responses like 'Wabby Wabbo' and a rambling story about how he once lost at checkers to a sandwich!"
Temptation laughed harder! "Ha! Yeah, I only found him because I was watching one of the Homeowners just wandering out of their house while all the zombies ignored him. The dude just shambled his way over to this crazy hobo and started buying stuff like nothing was odd about it all!"
Jessica felt her head hurting. Turning to her agents, she stared at her assistant. "If we can't see him, we might be missing all SORTS of things… Set up a perimeter, don't let our King get caught off guard." """"YES MA'AM!"""" Good.
Grace glared at her! "I'm SURE I'm not missing anything my Lady! I've gone over these modules a hundred times!"
Temptation coughed. "Missed a hobo." "SISTER!" "HA!"
Jessica sighed. "It's better to be a little precautious than a lot unprepared."
Temptation shrugged. "I'm not sure it matters here, anyway. Even if we miss some threat or danger, our Master is safer here than ANYWHERE else… Hell, right now he's eating spells and risking death to save up enough energy to get a free vehicle!"
…True. "Still, before we leave this Realm I at least want to KNOW there are people and things like 'Crazy Dave' out there from our modules. It probably won't be nearly as small an issue if this sort of thing slips by our detection systems in a less peaceful Realm."
The paused to look at the video streams of endless undead armies fighting a never ending war of consumption against animated plant golems.
Err… "Relatively peaceful."
Grace sighed. "Point taken… And I suppose I can come up with some standard scan results and mark any that fail to match, like this oddball. Hopefully that would at least mark an area as risky or let us know there are unscannable targets within specific regions around us."
Temptation was relaxing in the background. "Well, you both do that and I'll keep an eye on Crazy Dave so we don't lose track of him… Hmm, maybe I should get some popcorn? Perhaps…"
Huh. "That'd actually be helpful, at least while we try to make sure we can find him again without manually scanning everywhere visually. Thanks, Temptation."
Her gratefulness was waved away. "Shh, he's telling a story about dragon-bears and I don't want to miss anything!"
Jessica suspected that said 'helpfulness' may be slightly self-serving in this situation, but whatever. "Great, you… You do that then." Sheesh!
- Location
- Paradise, Hawaii
Ya know, I had the impression John got a Free Zomboni.
What does he need to evolve?
What does he need for Free Imaginary Currency to trade with Dave?
Edit: Why do I have a vision of John doing Rocky Horror "Time Warp" or Michael Jackson "Thriller" or "Smooth Criminal"?
What does he need to evolve?
What does he need for Free Imaginary Currency to trade with Dave?
Edit: Why do I have a vision of John doing Rocky Horror "Time Warp" or Michael Jackson "Thriller" or "Smooth Criminal"?
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- Location
- Sol;Terra;EU;D;NRW
Because they had Michael Jackson zombies but removed them for more politically correct disco zombies?
Also, I am surprised the nut did not taste like deepfried walnut icecream.