And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
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This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
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Yes mistress...
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There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
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I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Vince follows Cole nimbly across the crumbling bridge. Both Zero and Caleb make it almost halfway before beginning to sway dangerously.
Cole turns around, and shouts a warning. He and Zeke both run and leap onto the bridge. They easily maintain their balance as they rush to Zero and Caleb. Zeke grabs Caleb's arm, and Cole grabs Zero's.
"You guys don't climb much, do you?" Zeke inquires unhelpfully as he helps Caleb to the other side.
"Urban exploration, parkour, that kind of thing," Cole explains sheepishly to Zero and Caleb once they are on the safe side of the bridge. "Got into it about three years back. Comes in handy sometimes."
Cole looks around. "Where's Trish?"
Zeke shakes his head. "I dunno, man. I tried calling her just after it happened, but couldn't get through. Let's get back to my place and we'll figure it out."
As the five of them make their way to Zeke's place, they see that the damage to structures is less on this island. But that didn't stop flaming debris from doing significant damage. Several buildings are on fire, and occasional bodies lie on the sidewalks. Some are so badly burned they can't easily be identified as human.
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
Right now I'm just giving you guys some time to RP before the fun stuff. Like superpowers and superheroes and supervillians and superman and supernatural and supercuts and superbowl and...
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
Cole and Zeke both give each other a look and a shrug. Obviously they have no idea what you're talking about.
And then the GM came down in a fiery rain of light and said, his voiced deep and painfully loud "POST, OR THOU SHALT BE SMITED. SMOTED? SMOTEN? ERM... YOU GET THE PICTURE."
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
There is a lot of static on the screen, like a television set on the wrong channel. Caleb can see the screen maybe a quarter of the time. And when he takes it out of his pocket, it spontaneously starts playing "Stars and Stripes Forever" with lots of white noise and crackling covering up portions of the song.
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
Taking the battery out of the phone does absolutely nothing to stop it from playing the song and showing static.
Cole looks at the phone with a bemused expression. "That's weird. Your phone is messed up, but mine is working just fine. And it's running with no batteries."
Cole takes the batteries out of his phone and it too continues to run, albeit without all the static and malfunctions.
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Vince's phone is having the same problem as Caleb's.
Zero's, in contrast, is perfectly fine. Except it doesn't appear to need to run on batteries like everyone else's.
Zeke pulls out his phone, but it appears to be normal. It even shuts off when he takes the battteries out. "That's weird," Zeke mutters. "Why doesn't mine get the cool 'no batteries' effect..."
After about a half-hour of walking, Zeke points to the top floor. "That's my place. I called Trish and told her to meet us here. She can patch you guys up."
Caleb:
Dice Roller1 D12 rolled
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Zero
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11
Vince
Dice Roller1 D12 rolled
10
Another Vince
Dice Roller1 D12 rolled
5
Another Vince
Dice Roller1 D12 rolled
1
Caleb feels something happen, mostly in his chest. His bruised and cut flesh begins to shift and twist. And it hurts. So much pain that Caleb can't even begin to scream. The pain intensifies, becoming almost too much to handle.
Zero's mind suddenly races, thoughts coming like a machine gun. She can't focus on anything, and her eyes begin flying everywhere like a squirrel who just drank seven cups of coffee.
Vince's entire body begins to ache, dully at first, then worse and worse. He suddenly hears cracking noises, and it feels as though every bone in his body shatters into a million pieces. His legs can no longer support him, and he falls to the ground. Hitting the ground makes the pain go from "unbearable" to "damn near lethal".
Cole suddenly clutches his head and screams. A sizzling noise, like static electricity, seems to eminate from him. Every working streetlight within a hundred feet of Cole explodes in a shower of electricity and glass. He falls to the ground screaming in agony.
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
"Um, I think, well, I think a lot of stuff, but you're emanating enough juice to power a LAN party consisting of, oh, fifteen dedicated Neverwinter junkies, and oh god, are you gonna LIVE, quit shrieking maybe..."
She flits from one object to another, wondering if someone slipped her some speed in her Dr. Pepper or something.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Just as he formulates the thought, I might be able to wash up, Vince's musing is rudely interrupted by his own voice saying, "Ugh, I think I my adrenaline just wore off."
As his body is racked with aches, and then pains, Vince grunts and clutches his arms close to his chest. Just as he opens his mouth to shout, his legs give way and he sprawls on the ground, tasting blood in his mouth and a hole in his tongue.
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Everyone appears to me moving at half-speed to Zero. She's talking so fast her words aren't coherent, and her eyes must be moving back and forth at at least the speed of sound.
As Vince lays on the ground, the pain seems to lessen somewhat. His skin feels like someone is stretching it with hooks. But at least his bones feel like they are whole again.
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
"I might know CPR, but if you can cry for help you're probably not needing that, right, what's wrong with you, you're far too young for a heart attack...."
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
Zero tries faithfully not to fall on her ass...
...and probably does a really bad job of it.
"Oh, ☺☺☺☺."
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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Deraxas, Dark Maiden of Shimia,, still oddly obsessed with a mindmage.
Caleb and Zero plummet to their deaths.Vince follows Cole nimbly across the crumbling bridge. Both Zero and Caleb make it almost halfway before beginning to sway dangerously.
Cole turns around, and shouts a warning. He and Zeke both run and leap onto the bridge. They easily maintain their balance as they rush to Zero and Caleb. Zeke grabs Caleb's arm, and Cole grabs Zero's.
"You guys don't climb much, do you?" Zeke inquires unhelpfully as he helps Caleb to the other side.
"Urban exploration, parkour, that kind of thing," Cole explains sheepishly to Zero and Caleb once they are on the safe side of the bridge. "Got into it about three years back. Comes in handy sometimes."
Cole looks around. "Where's Trish?"
Zeke shakes his head. "I dunno, man. I tried calling her just after it happened, but couldn't get through. Let's get back to my place and we'll figure it out."
As the five of them make their way to Zeke's place, they see that the damage to structures is less on this island. But that didn't stop flaming debris from doing significant damage. Several buildings are on fire, and occasional bodies lie on the sidewalks. Some are so badly burned they can't easily be identified as human.
{Magic: The RPG}
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
Right now I'm just giving you guys some time to RP before the fun stuff. Like superpowers and superheroes and supervillians
and superman and supernatural and supercuts and superbowl and...{Magic: The RPG}
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
And then the GM came down in a fiery rain of light and said, his voiced deep and painfully loud "POST, OR THOU SHALT BE SMITED. SMOTED? SMOTEN? ERM... YOU GET THE PICTURE."{Magic: The RPG}
"I mean, people are DEAD out here, and we're walking around; how the hell'd that happen?"
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
Official Matron Mother of Clan Planar Chaos
Awesome Avatar and signature by DarkNightCavalier
Deraxas, Dark Maiden of Shimia,, still oddly obsessed with a mindmage.
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
"Point is, I wonder why we all lived.... and now, we're all probably gonna die of starvation or worse!"
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
Official Matron Mother of Clan Planar Chaos
Awesome Avatar and signature by DarkNightCavalier
Deraxas, Dark Maiden of Shimia,, still oddly obsessed with a mindmage.
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
"DAMN."
She stares at the sky.
"I am so going to kill whoever did this!"
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
Official Matron Mother of Clan Planar Chaos
Awesome Avatar and signature by DarkNightCavalier
Deraxas, Dark Maiden of Shimia,, still oddly obsessed with a mindmage.
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
There is a lot of static on the screen, like a television set on the wrong channel. Caleb can see the screen maybe a quarter of the time. And when he takes it out of his pocket, it spontaneously starts playing "Stars and Stripes Forever" with lots of white noise and crackling covering up portions of the song.
{Magic: The RPG}
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
Cole looks at the phone with a bemused expression. "That's weird. Your phone is messed up, but mine is working just fine. And it's running with no batteries."
Cole takes the batteries out of his phone and it too continues to run, albeit without all the static and malfunctions.
{Magic: The RPG}
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
He eyes Zero with a little wariness in his gaze, she's acting a little more wild than anyone would expect of a small girl.
She checks it out thoroughly.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
Official Matron Mother of Clan Planar Chaos
Awesome Avatar and signature by DarkNightCavalier
Deraxas, Dark Maiden of Shimia,, still oddly obsessed with a mindmage.
Zero's, in contrast, is perfectly fine. Except it doesn't appear to need to run on batteries like everyone else's.
Zeke pulls out his phone, but it appears to be normal. It even shuts off when he takes the battteries out. "That's weird," Zeke mutters. "Why doesn't mine get the cool 'no batteries' effect..."
After about a half-hour of walking, Zeke points to the top floor. "That's my place. I called Trish and told her to meet us here. She can patch you guys up."
Caleb:
Zero
Vince
Another Vince
Another Vince
Caleb feels something happen, mostly in his chest. His bruised and cut flesh begins to shift and twist. And it hurts. So much pain that Caleb can't even begin to scream. The pain intensifies, becoming almost too much to handle.
Zero's mind suddenly races, thoughts coming like a machine gun. She can't focus on anything, and her eyes begin flying everywhere like a squirrel who just drank seven cups of coffee.
Vince's entire body begins to ache, dully at first, then worse and worse. He suddenly hears cracking noises, and it feels as though every bone in his body shatters into a million pieces. His legs can no longer support him, and he falls to the ground. Hitting the ground makes the pain go from "unbearable" to "damn near lethal".
Cole suddenly clutches his head and screams. A sizzling noise, like static electricity, seems to eminate from him. Every working streetlight within a hundred feet of Cole explodes in a shower of electricity and glass. He falls to the ground screaming in agony.
{Magic: The RPG}
"Um, I think, well, I think a lot of stuff, but you're emanating enough juice to power a LAN party consisting of, oh, fifteen dedicated Neverwinter junkies, and oh god, are you gonna LIVE, quit shrieking maybe..."
She flits from one object to another, wondering if someone slipped her some speed in her Dr. Pepper or something.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
Official Matron Mother of Clan Planar Chaos
Awesome Avatar and signature by DarkNightCavalier
Deraxas, Dark Maiden of Shimia,, still oddly obsessed with a mindmage.
As his body is racked with aches, and then pains, Vince grunts and clutches his arms close to his chest. Just as he opens his mouth to shout, his legs give way and he sprawls on the ground, tasting blood in his mouth and a hole in his tongue.
As Vince lays on the ground, the pain seems to lessen somewhat. His skin feels like someone is stretching it with hooks. But at least his bones feel like they are whole again.
{Magic: The RPG}
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
"I might know CPR, but if you can cry for help you're probably not needing that, right, what's wrong with you, you're far too young for a heart attack...."
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
Official Matron Mother of Clan Planar Chaos
Awesome Avatar and signature by DarkNightCavalier
Deraxas, Dark Maiden of Shimia,, still oddly obsessed with a mindmage.
{Magic: The RPG}