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Topic: Forum Games / The Teams Of The Wizards (Day 4)

So, I just sign up for this? I’m not sure if I understand the gameplay, but it can’t be too difficult to learn.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RPG Turn 2] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

[Since we agreed to having me track this myself, I am.]

Morespring
Morespring’s skin cracks in the thermal assault, and then some of his blood boils away. It forms into a thin silvery cloud and floats over to the skull, beginning to hurt it… a little.

(Mercurial Cloud: 10 turns, 2 dmg)

(skill Phantasm Drill on cooldown for 3 turns, dunno where are you indicating this)
(assuming IHS didn’t trigger this turn – no auto-revive status)

“Yes, Skullhead, I think that with the help of the fine people here, I can! Your death is mine – and so’s your life!”
Morespring points his sword to the side horizontally. A vortex of dark power forms around the tip, its radius growing until it’s longer than the sword, the swirling darkness enveloping his lower half, draining his life away. Luckily, the bottom of the vortex pours it back into him.
Then Morespring… well, honestly, there’s no better word. He springs forth, slicing with his sword, the vortex ready to catch and Redirect Life: to Morespring.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RPG Turn 2] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

Morespring
Morespring raises his right hand. A swirling orb of magic gathers, quickly joined by four groovy cones, the entire assemblage spinning.
“Hey, monster – over here!” Morespring shouts as he throws the Phantasm Drill at it.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Signups] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

It’s basically either mana or big cooldown. Impaling Blade only has the latter.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Signups] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

Originally posted by spikeabc:
Originally posted by Minnakht:
Originally posted by ilovekirby12:

Also, minna, Please adjust your sign accordingly so it’s on par with the revised signs too, but I’d like you to change the 400% damage skill entirely please.

The problem is, that skill is heavily tied into the character – it’s in the bio, it defines who Morespring is. If I changed it, it’d ruin everything else, at which point I’d just gen another character. That’s a bummer, I wanted to play this one…

Jesus, just change the skill. imo, it doesn’t matter much at all what your bio says.

Talked it out with Kirby. This is a revised version.

Name: Morespring, Mercurial Emperor
Skills:
Active
Redirect Life: Morespring deals his normal attack damage and takes 15 damage himself. An ally of Morespring’s choice gains HP equal to all the damage dealt. Costs 5 mana. 1 turn cooldown.
Mana Flare: Morespring briefly opens a portal to somewhere full of raw magic, shielding his allies from it while it’s open. Morespring and the boss take 3 times normal attack damage and recover 50 mana from the exposure. Other allies only recover 20 mana from minor exposure. 7 turn cooldown. 5 mana cost.
Deb(ilit)ate: Morespring deals his normal attack damage, dispels up to two effects from the boss, and applies a debuff to the boss causing it to deal 50% less damage with its next move. This damage reduction is multiplicative. 4 turn cooldown. 15 mana cost.
Emperor’s Shield: Morespring summons a big spire of metal that gets in the way of an attack. Protects up to two allies (self viable) from up to 3 times Morespring’s normal attack damage. Breaks after one use. 4 turns cooldown, 5 mana cost.
Orzinav: Morespring forms a construct out of ithirandh. This costs him half his current HP. The construct spawns with that much HP, 15 mana, and maximum capacities of 50 in both. The construct has no attack of its own. Instead, it copies a dead ally’s active ability of choice, using Morespring’s normal attack damage in its calculations. Orzinavs do not have a limited duration and they keep the copied ability even if the ally in question ceases being dead. 15 mana cost, 4 turn cooldown.
Phantasm Drill: Morespring launches a spinning orb of magic with spinning drills orbiting it at the boss. It deals damage equal to 130% of Morespring’s normal damage every turn, but it disappears if Morespring is dead at the end of the turn. 3 turns cooldown, 20 mana cost.

Passive:
Mercurial Cloud: Morespring releases toxic vapor when damaged. A vapor cloud is created each time Morespring takes damage and lasts 10 turns. Each turn, each vapor cloud deals damage to the boss equal to 10% of the damage Morespring took in the event that created the cloud. Each cloud is tracked as a separate entity.
Ithirandh Heart Surge: Every turn, Morespring has a 30% chance to gain the auto-revive status which lasts until his next turn unless consumed. If consumed, he respawns at half health and mana capacity.

Bio: Morespring is an ancient adventurer. Early in his adventures, he lost his right hand – and he decided that shouldn’t bother him much. He strapped his shield to the stumped elbow, took his sword in his left, and continued on adventuring. Over the years, he learned all kinds of combat, both mundane and arcane, as well as non-combat. One adventure took him to an extensive system of caves under the world, where he found a mysterious metal – ithirandh. It flowed like quicksilver, and Morespring found it could be enchanted easily – finally, he had something he could fashion himself a new hand out of.
The ithirandh has since changed Morespring – it flows through him along with blood, its power ebbing and waning mysteriously, keeping him alive much longer than a human would normally live. Now he brings his vast experience here, dancing on the edge of death from which he can sometimes catch himself.
Stats: 100 hp, regular attack: 20 damage, 50 mana.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Signups] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

Originally posted by ilovekirby12:

Also, minna, Please adjust your sign accordingly so it’s on par with the revised signs too, but I’d like you to change the 400% damage skill entirely please.

The problem is, that skill is heavily tied into the character – it’s in the bio, it defines who Morespring is. If I changed it, it’d ruin everything else, at which point I’d just gen another character. That’s a bummer, I wanted to play this one…

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Signups] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

Originally posted by ilovekirby12:

@minna let me get this straight, you permanantly take 300% damage?

Yes. Actually, no, it’s +300%, in addition to the 100% everyone takes normally, so 400% total. Quadruple damage.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Signups] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

I finished my character sheet. Reposting it here so that you don’t have to look back at page 2.

Kind of a rush job, really.

Name: Morespring, Mercurial Emperor
Skills:
Active
Redirect Life: Morespring deals his normal attack damage and loses 20 HP (this is a HP cost, not damage). Another ally of Morespring’s choice gains all the HP Morespring and the boss lost as a result. Also costs 5 mana. 1 turn cooldown.
Mana Flare: Morespring briefly opens a portal to somewhere full of raw magic, shielding his allies from it while it’s open. Morespring and the boss take 3 times normal attack damage and recover 50 mana from the exposure. Other allies only recover 10 mana from minor exposure. 7 turn cooldown. 5 mana cost.
Deb(ilit)ate: Morespring deals his normal attack damage and applies a debuff to the boss causing it to deal 50% less damage this turn and next turn. This damage reduction is multiplicative. 4 turn cooldown. 15 mana cost.
Emperor’s Shield: Morespring summons a big spire of metal that gets in the way of an attack. Protects up to two allies (self viable) from up to 3 times Morespring’s normal attack damage. Breaks after one use. 5 turns cooldown, 5 mana cost.
Orzinav: Morespring pays 50 HP to create a construct with 50 HP and 20/50 mana. The construct has no attack of its own. Instead, it copies a dead ally’s active ability, using Morespring’s normal attack damage in its calculations. Orzinavs do not have a limited duration and they keep the copied ability even if the ally in question ceases being dead. 20 mana cost, 5 turn cooldown.
Phantasm Drill: Morespring launches a spinning orb of magic with spinning drills orbiting it at the boss. It deals damage equal to 130% of Morespring’s normal damage every turn, but it disappears when Morespring dies. 3 turns cooldown, 10 mana cost.

Passive:
Mercurial Cloud: Morespring releases toxic vapor when damaged. A vapor cloud is created each time Morespring takes damage and lasts 10 turns. Each turn, each vapor cloud deals damage to the boss equal to 10% of the damage Morespring took in the event that created the cloud. Each cloud is tracked as a separate entity.
Auto Rebirth: Morespring takes 300% more damage (quadruple damage). Every 3 turns, this counter continuing to run even when dead, Morespring gathers enough magic to count as a ‘charge’, he can have up to three, spawning with the full capacity. If Morespring has a ‘charge’ and is dead, he consumes one at the end of the turn to be revived with full HP. As is standard for this kind of game, status effects do not persist on someone dead.

Bio: Morespring is an ancient adventurer. Early in his adventures, he lost his right hand – and he decided that shouldn’t bother him much. He strapped his shield to the stumped elbow, took his sword in his left, and continued on adventuring. Over the years, he learned all kinds of combat, both mundane and arcane, as well as non-combat. One adventure took him to an extensive system of caves under the world, where he found a mysterious metal – ithirandh. It flowed like quicksilver, and Morespring found it could be enchanted easily – finally, he had something he could fashion himself a new hand out of.
Over many, many years, the ithirandh consumed Morespring’s body. Nowadays, as he has for the last few centuries, he consists of nothing but it – the metal still being very liquid and easily broken, but always vigorous to regain the form Morespring’s magic tells it it ought to have.
Stats: 100 hp, regular attack: 20 damage, 50 mana.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Signups] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

I’m asking if I should even bother with making a profile. My comment to BC isn’t a question. Although, funny you should mention it…

Well, I certainly don’t want to replace BC, Fogfun, when he signs up, gamma or Feline. I can’t trust Octo too much, but his dude is cool, and I don’t really know the other two people, so, eh… guess I’ll try.

Name: Morespring, Mercurial Emperor
Skills:
Active
Redirect Life: Morespring deals his normal attack damage and loses 20 HP (this is a HP cost, not damage). Another ally of Morespring’s choice gains all the HP Morespring and the boss lost as a result. Also costs 5 mana. 1 turn cooldown.
Mana Flare: Morespring briefly opens a portal to somewhere full of raw magic, shielding his allies from it while it’s open. Morespring and the boss take 3 times normal attack damage and recover 50 mana from the exposure. Other allies only recover 10 mana from minor exposure. 7 turn cooldown. 5 mana cost.
Deb(ilit)ate: Morespring deals his normal attack damage and applies a debuff to the boss causing it to deal 50% less damage this turn and next turn. This damage reduction is multiplicative. 4 turn cooldown. 15 mana cost.
Emperor’s Shield: Morespring summons a big spire of metal that gets in the way of an attack. Protects up to two allies (self viable) from up to 3 times Morespring’s normal attack damage. Breaks after one use. 5 turns cooldown, 5 mana cost.
Orzinav: Morespring pays 50 HP to create a construct with 50 HP and 20/50 mana. The construct has no attack of its own. Instead, it copies a dead ally’s active ability, using Morespring’s normal attack damage in its calculations. Orzinavs do not have a limited duration and they keep the copied ability even if the ally in question ceases being dead. 20 mana cost, 5 turn cooldown.
Phantasm Drill: Morespring launches a spinning orb of magic with spinning drills orbiting it at the boss. It deals damage equal to 130% of Morespring’s normal damage every turn, but it disappears when Morespring dies. 3 turns cooldown, 10 mana cost.

Passive:
Mercurial Cloud: Morespring releases toxic vapor when damaged. A vapor cloud is created each time Morespring takes damage and lasts 10 turns. Each turn, each vapor cloud deals damage to the boss equal to 10% of the damage Morespring took in the event that created the cloud. Each cloud is tracked as a separate entity.
Auto Rebirth: Morespring takes 300% more damage (quadruple damage). Every 3 turns, this counter continuing to run even when dead, Morespring gathers enough magic to count as a ‘charge’, he can have up to three. If Morespring has a ‘charge’ and is dead, he consumes one at the end of the turn to be revived with full HP. As is standard for this kind of game, status effects do not persist on someone dead.

Bio: Morespring is an ancient adventurer. Early in his adventures, he lost his right hand – and he decided that shouldn’t bother him much. He strapped his shield to the stumped elbow, took his sword in his left, and continued on adventuring. Over the years, he learned all kinds of combat, both mundane and arcane, as well as non-combat. One adventure took him to an extensive system of caves under the world, where he found a mysterious metal – ithirandh. It flowed like quicksilver, and Morespring found it could be enchanted easily – finally, he had something he could fashion himself a new hand out of.
Over many, many years, the ithirandh consumed Morespring’s body. Nowadays, as he has for the last few centuries, he consists of nothing but it – the metal still being very liquid and easily broken, but always vigorous to regain the form Morespring’s magic tells it it ought to have.
Stats: Default is 100 hp, regular attack: 20 damage, 50 mana.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Signups] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

Lots of people have signed up, so I don’t know if I’ll get to get in. Which is it, kirby?

Tentatively:

Name: Morespring, Mercurial Emperor
Skills:
Bio:
Stats: Default is 100 hp, regular attack: 20 damage, 50 mana.

(I’ll finish this if I get a yes to the question)

there’s not really any point to moves that, for instance, heal or resurrect people with a mere five points of HP.

There’s all the point to the latter kind, BC! If there’s no difference between 100 and 5 HP since an attack deals 100 damage anyway, being resurrected is all that matters and it makes the ability seem less strong

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Arcady Feldman

At some point of my activity which someone more pretentious could call meditation, I become aware of a rise in nearby temperature. Close to my face. Opening my eyes, I discover the reason to be Gina’s hand, nearly touching my face.
“What is it?” I ask.
Gina withdraws her hand for some reason. There might be other reasons than that she just put both of her hands on her hips. Wait.
For some reason, she’s now dressed in a black dress with white frills. It’s not a short one, though, it reaches past her knees, revealing only two pasty white not sure if flesh tubes which disappear into her sneakers at their non-dress ends.
“I cooked!” she answers, beaming with pride. I decide to postpone my question about her dress as she presents something that technically counts as a sandwich. The bread looks charred on one side, but it also seems to have been flat patties thin enough that it’s not raw on the other side. It doesn’t look like it consisted of anything than flour and water, either. The thing between the breads looks like an off-white, roughly circular puck of… something. I rub my finger on it and gingerly lick it.
It’s soap.
“How is it? How is it?” Gina asks, her excitement nearly palpable. Out of things one could palp, I guess it’s actually one of the better choices.
“I have my doubts.”
“Come on, take a bite! I had one already!”
“I can’t. This isn’t really edible.”
Gina’s reaction is quick – her mouth inverts into a sadness-symbolizing shape as she squints and sniffs.
“I’m going to cry now.” she states, then… just proceeds with it. Tears well up below her eyes, then run down her face.
What should I do? There’s the option of accepting the ‘sandwich’ after all, except I don’t really want a mouthful of soap. Is there something else I can do? Anything?
Of course there is. I’m not sure if I would do this to another person, but an Entity of mine – that’s probably pretty close to me.
So I reach out and give her a hug.
She’s warm. Very warm. Exactly like someone with a high fever. Her skin doesn’t feel human. It’s like touching a candle, down to the point where hot wax drips onto you from above.
Unfortunately, I don’t know what to say. Fortunately, it turns out I don’t have to.
“I haven’t cried before either, you know.” I hear Gina’s voice, very close to one of my ears. “Did I look cute doing that? You hugged me, so I probably did!”
With her left hand, Gina pushes me away. Then, as I open my mouth to answer her, with her right hand, she stuffs the ‘sandwich’ into my mouth. Instinctively, I try closing my mouth, but that happens too late. With a crunch, the flatbreads crack.
Nasty foreign flavors invade my mouth.
“Argh! Ptoo! Ptoo!” is the best appropriation of the sounds I make at this point. The chunk of soap lands on my carpet, and I desperately look around for anything I could use to replace the taste. Gina unhelpfully gives me a plastic cup full of some yellowish-gold liquid – I take it, put it on my desk, then run to the bathroom and rinse my mouth out like twenty times.
I take my head out of the sink just in time to see Gina enter the bathroom.
“Gina.” I begin, then there’s an awkward pause as I don’t have what I want to say figured out. She just waits, looking… not even solemn. She’s just smiling.
I consider punching her. But then – what good would it do? She’s likely far stronger than me, even if she looks the way she does. Instead… I could do what she did.
It does help that my face’s already dripping wet from being near a tap for a fair amount of time. It might have helped even too much – without me getting to do anything else, she jumps to me and embraces me.
“As an Entity, you can eat things humans can’t. You realize that, right?”
“Yes. I have most of your memories, you know.” Her voice coming from so close to my left ear feels somewhat odd. And the top of my head feels the radiant heat coming from her flame. Hmm.
“Then what gave you the idea?” I ask.
“You read that book in the past! It was about those north-people being met by an explorer from somewhere in Europe, and they ate soap just fine. So I figured you just haven’t tried it in the past! It’s not good to assume you won’t like something.”
That book. Huh. …yeah, a memory comes to mind. Not of the entire book, just that one scene from it. And…
Hey, Egiool. Want to help out with something?
?what is somethinG
Food.
.I don’t know ,I can’t tell the differencE .count me iN
“Would you like a better idea on what to cook, Gina? I just got one…”


Holding a graham cracker in each hand, one of them with some softened chocolate stuck to it, I reach up and sandwich the two marshmallows stuck on a metal stick over Gina’s head-flame, then slide them off and set them down on the counter. Gina breaks off another part of the chocolate bar and puts it on a graham cracker, and the process repeats until the stick is free of marshmallows, at which point Egiool lowers it and skewers a fresh batch before returning it to its previous position.
Somehow, it just turned out that I’ve never had s’mores. Living in an urban area like this, and having a mostly empty, small-ish lawn with just a few conifers on it, we never had anything that we could make a bonfire out of, nor did I ever go anywhere that had a bonfire either. Well, here’s fixing that.
After the second batch is done, we decide to stop. The chocolate ran out, and, besides, this is probably more than enough for now.
“Wash your hands, Gina.” I tell her. She’s been handling the chocolate so that it would be warmer, and now her hands are all chocolatey. She walks over to the sink, probably overjoyed at how she’s never washed her hands before either.
“Actually… that wasn’t the only reason for which I used soap.”
Huh.
“I wanted to make something myself.” Gina continues, her expression on the side of her head that I can’t see. “I had to take water from here, but other than that, I made it.”
Interesting. Actually… “By the way, what was in that cup you gave me?”
“Oil.”
I decide not to explain to her that’s something I’d rather not just ingest either. She probably knows that on her own. Let’s not digress further.
“Mom, dad, do you want some of these s’mores?” That’s a shout.
Dining ensued.

I ended up not asking Gina about her attire.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Arcady Feldman

Hey.
On second thought – when I first summoned Egiool, he fell from my face level and cracked the floor. I should be more careful with first-time summons in the future, lest one turns out to be Collateral Damage Man.
This time, though, I seem to have been lucky. What’s standing in front of me – who’s standing in front of me – is a normal-looking girl. At first glance.
At second glance, I notice her paleness, her natural, yet somehow odd, skin color. On third glance, I notice her hair – it looks like the birds back in 2010, except instead of a bird, it’s probably hair – the sticky, sheeny blackness could be concealing it or something else. Further glances reveal… nothing, really. Aside from the hair and paleness, she looks pretty normal. And about my height, too.
Then a strand of her hair rises up. No, wait, it’s not a strand. More of a braid. It ends up nearly horizontal on top of her head, then slumps a little. Then it catches on fire.
Counting that, she’s way taller than me.
Now, what kind of person is she?
What should I do, anyway? She’s not moving. At all. That alone is more off than anything else about her.
Introduce myself? She knows my name, right? Inherited memories and all. Well, I don’t know hers…
“What’s your name?” I ask.
Gina. Gina Sixpacklex.
“Can you speak?”
Can I?
Gina makes a few experimental moves with her mouth. Her teeth look fake. Then she takes a deeper breath, tenses up, and leaps… to within a few centimeters of me. That distance increases as I fall over due to being startled. Luckily, my bed turned out to be just behind me. Unluckily, it’s a narrow, one-person one, so my head connects with the wall. Rather painfully.

A few seconds later, when my senses return to working properly, Gina’s on the floor, Egiool’s head resting on the back of her… sweatshirt. Her clothing is so unremarkable I didn’t remark on it until now, but it’s present. And that’s well and good. Better than the option where it’s not present. Less awkward.
“It’s okay, Egiool!” Didn’t stutter this time. “Let her go, it’s not her fault!”
Egiool reluctantly skitters off Gina, mumbling “.yes ,masteR”
It appears to have left holes in Gina’s arms – he must’ve driven two of his head-spikes into them. Nevertheless, she stands up, then inspects her punctured sleeves. Some red has soaked into them, but other than that, the holes in her arms seem rather non-threatening.
“You got paint on my clothes!” exclaims Gina. “Cool, now I look fought! We should totally do this again sometime.”
Egiool’s eyebrows fall, then rise again. “.you asked for iT”
“Can this wait until we’re not in my room?” I interrupt. “I’d rather have you both not damage it.”
Both of them look disappointed and grumble something.
“I should just unsummon you for now…” I say. The looks on my Entities’ faces make me reconsider. “Okay, Gina, you can stay. You haven’t had a chance to move around before. Egiool, off with you.”
“.whatever ,I won anywaY” he says and disappears.
“Gina… don’t leave the house, please. You’re free to explore anything within if you don’t break it. You should know how to, right?”
“I should manage. I’ll ask your parents in case I need to!”
“Okay. I’ll just lie down for a while, then, and rest… the last few days feel longer than all the other ones.”
“I know how you feel – I feel like today’s the longest day ever!”
“…” I decline her the satisfaction of finishing the joke. She pouts and walks out of the room. I assume a horizontal, supine position on my bed, close my eyes, and stop trying my best. For now.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Arcady Feldman
Here I am, standing in front of the house I call home.

Let’s reminisce a bit.

Before I was… kidnapped, the last thing I remember is being on a bus. Returning from school.
I take a bus to and from school because it’s not quite on the other side of the city, but still somewhat far from my house. I didn’t go to the school that I could walk to – my parents found out it wasn’t really known for its quality, and they wanted me to be educated well. They had a point, not that I can compare, so I agreed.

When I came to after leaving Telerius’s… realm, let’s call it that, I was in a nearby dark alley. Figures he wouldn’t want my return to be seen. The population of the alley consisted of just a few passed-out students from the school I didn’t go to.
Maybe I can compare after all.
Well, they didn’t pass out due to natural causes like entertainment. I think one of Telerius’s entities must’ve escorted me here briefly to make sure there were no witnesses. And that’s fair enough.

Then I walked home. And now I’m stepping through the doorway, opened with my key.

“Arcady!” I immediately hear, and then I feel my mother grabbing me in a hug. “You’re safe!”
“I am.” I can’t think of a safer place.
“What happened?”
“Let me go and I’ll tell you. You should call Father, I don’t want to repeat this. Might be a long story.”
“Right.” she conceded and ran off. As I waited, I took off my cardigan, or whatever the name of a buttoned-down garment that has sleeves and goes over a shirt is, then walked over to the living room and stood in front of the armchair, still holding the clothing piece. Eventually, my father arrived.
“We’re listening.” said my father.
I put my cardigan on again, making sure to check it’s on the right way. My family relations are built on honesty. If anyone says anything, it’s true – unless there’s a clear way to tell it’s actually not, so it doesn’t actually matter. We agreed that if any of us planned on being untruthful in a non-obvious way, they should make it obvious – by putting their clothes on inside out. That was me making sure that didn’t happen.
After sitting down, I start talking. “What I’ll say now is in reality probably past my comprehension and breaks some rules of common sense, so I can’t account for that.” My parents’ faces don’t twitch, they don’t interrupt. I wish everyone had a family like this. “For a very brief summary: I was kidnapped by someone incredibly powerful, taken to a place I couldn’t find on Earth if I wanted to, and given a tattoo that summons a magical being that can fight for me. I know you believe me, you have no reason not to, but I’d like to show you that being, since I guess you’d ask for it sooner or later.”
Now, Egiool, can you try appearing… horizontally? If you put those head-spikes of yours in the carpet, you’ll cause damage.
.okaY .I’ve caused enough damage recentlY
I put my hand in my left pocket – for no reason other than wanting to touch the fabric over the tattoo, not that it’s required in any way – and do whatever it takes. Egiool appears at my feet, supine.
“There.”
“.hello ,arcadY’s parentS .don’t mind me ,I require no sustainance you’d have to providE”
“I guess it ended up not being a long story after all. Do you want to ask for details?”
They did want to. Some questions were addressed to Egiool rather than me, and he answered them without breaking anything. I explained the fighting, the host and his entities, the other people… eventually, it came to an important question.
“So you said it’ll happen again.” said my father. “You’ll disappear for days to be there, and then you’ll return. What should we do about it?”
“I’ll need some sort of an excuse…” I started.
“Technically, we can hand your teacher a note without an excuse, so, if it really is inevitable, you don’t have to worry about that.” said my mother, not really interrupting.
“Yes, but people will be curious. I’ll have to tell them something.”
“And if someone asks us” said my father “it’s better if we know what the excuse is so that we don’t contradict each other.”
Brainstorming ensued. Eventually, we agreed on that my grandfather, retired, just arrived from Europe, and every several days it’s my turn for me to spend time with him – show him around the state and so on.
“Make sure to ask someone what’d you miss at school so that you can catch up.” said my mother. A teacher herself.
“I understand.”
“Okay then. You’re probably not very tired, but you might’ve missed your room and everything. That’s how I felt when I took a quick trip abroad – one Friday I left for London, same week’s Sunday evening I was back home, and it felt really weird. Go remind yourself of things being normal, Arcady.”
That sounds like good advice. “Thanks, mom.”
With that, I wandered off. My parents could want to discuss it all on their own now, anyway. Egiool crawled after me slowly – seems like he took my caution to heart. Shame about the trail of tinfoil he left on his way.
My room is my room. A dresser or two, a wardrobe – storage of all the clothes an adolescent male feels he needs. Bookshelves. A desk with a computer. A bed. A window. No carpet, just a wooden floor, smoothed by my feet, socks, and sometimes shoes, although we don’t do that anymore since it’s kind of impolite. A chair at the desk, and another two in the corner. I sit down on the former. I should probably punch in all that contact info other people gave me before I forget it!
.hey ,arcadY ?you got another embleM ,righT ?other people have already summoned their other entities ,why have you noT
Can’t this wait?
!it should noT !carE !you’d better know who it iS
Right.
I finish leaving the contact info in a text file for now, then reach for my right shoulder.
In fact, this’d be a good time to explain the looks of my two tattoos I came into possession of so far.
The first one – Egiool’s – is on my left thigh. It depicts two heptagons – of the same size, concentric – not overlaid, as one is rotated a few degrees. Dozens of jagged squiggles permeate the heptagons. The heptagons are technically silvery, but all the squiggles are gold-ish, and the colors seem blended into a pale, yellowish, yet still metallic hue.
The new tattoo is somewhat similar. A roughly triangular, slender, very pale purple shape lies on my arm, pointing at my shoulder – probably not the color of a vein. On that tip lies a smaller, red, equilateral triangle. Some would say it’s a crude depiction of a human – body and head. Then they could be asked what are all the dark, nearly black lines originating inside the tall triangle, perpendicular to its two long sides. They honestly seem ominous.
Well, no use trying to stall, especially since I’m less than half as curious as Egiool is. I focus and do what it takes again.
Hey.

[Stay tuned for the next episode.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

Since Blood here is the first person that could’ve had any Entity ideas ever, I think priority should be awarded to him.

Sorry for holding the game up! Me and Knob are trying to have a fight.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

I, tried drawing things!
The left side of this drawing depicts Gina, the right side that you have to scroll to see depicts Knob’s Erubutt or something

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [SIGNUPS AND DISCUSSION] [ALWAYS OPEN]

Name: Gina Sixpacklex
Gender: Girl
Elements: Chemical/Fire
Base Form: Candlegirl
Appearance: Socialform: Gina’s 5’6" without her wick, making her just slightly shorter than Arcady – her wick brings her past that height and past Arcady’s as well. She could be mistaken for a human at a moderate distance – although for a human that doesn’t go out much, since her flesh is all white and pasty. It’s wax, and her skin is wax as well. I suppose wax statues are quite lifelike. Gina’s head looks like it has hair painted on it – it seems like a single, sheeny mass rather than something made of strands. Gina’s bones are made of nano-carbon-something – that’s very durable. Nanotubes? She has wax facsimiles of organs, which don’t have to function, but having wax eyes is handy. In place of a nervous system, or at least its main throughfares, Gina has wicks. Her ‘brain’ is a wax lump, the main wick going through it, through a hole in the top of the skull, and out of her head, where less than a foot of it is visible. It burns, but does not consume, or at least not at a rate that isn’t immediately replenished. While the wax brain isn’t much good, within Gina’s skull (not inside the skull cavity, but rather embedded as an inner layer in the skull itself) there are graphene processors, boosting her thinking. Gina wears a hoodie, a cooking apron over it, pants and shoes. And probably some kind of undershirt. And socks. The colors of those vary, being generated depending on Gina’s opinion at the time of summoning. Gina doesn’t really care if she goes out, her flame isn’t needed for her to be healthy in the short term, acting mostly as an energy outlet, regulating mass, and as a means of removing unwanted substances from her body in a more aesthetically pleasant manner than the human one. She maintains a temperature of 40 degrees Celsius, except near the top of her head, because, y’know, flame – it can be speculated that that’s the reason her hair isn’t wax.
Battleform: Gina’s skeleton grows and her ribs twist and form rudimentary claws at the ends. Her wax goes full slime mode, not caring about organs at all, being just a mass to be defeated. Her temperature rises, turning her more liquid, and the wax rushes up to cover the newly extended skeleton properly. She can extrude eyes and mouths wherever she wants on her body. The wicks in her bones grow even longer than the bones themselves, and where they protrude from the wax surface, they can burn.
Personality: Gina likes creating things. She seems to appreciate things, often changing her mind if she doesn’t like something. However, that makes it so that she gets irritated by criticism easily, if briefly – disliking anything likely means you disagree with her. Gina likes to keep track of people’s dislikes, as she wants, for some reason, to expose people to them, her ability to make facsimiles of objects being helpful. She’s generally jolly, any deviations from that state being short-lived, even alarmingly so. Still, her tendencies to like what others dislike and insist on it could antagonize people, especially humans.
Signature abilities: Gina’s area of expertise is carbohydrates… mostly.
Even when summoned, Gina can slowly regenerate her skeleton – it takes time due to how precise the structure has to be. She doesn’t know how to make most proteins – one thing she can make that includes any is flour, the starch part being easy. Together with fats, salt and dyes, it’s almost everything she needs to make what could pass for food somewhere. Maybe in Mexico – a single chemical that could be considered Gina’s signature is capsaicin, and she conducts ongoing research on finding even more burning substances to go with her burning fire. Other substances she can generate are the other ones her body consists of – oil paint and wax, her kind of wax being her true signature ability. Large amounts of the thick, hot, white liquid can be produced, and it quickly cools, becoming solid, and very hard, but not brittle, being amorphous. Gina lacks precision with wax, but not with plastic – she can make pretty much any shapes she can think of with the common polymers, but they lack durability. The usual shapes are kitchen utensils, plates and disposable cutlery. As a logical extension of that, Gina can produce the very basic carbohydrates – with minimal thought, they come out as a crude oil mixture, forming her highest-volume attack.
One of Gina’s ribs assumes a sword shape, detaches and ignites as she assumes her battle form. That rib contains similar structures to those in her brain, housing a soulless being known as the Black Knight. It’s autonomous in following Gina’s commands, acting like a robot. Its body consists of soot or what’s about to be, consumed by the sword’s flames. Despite that structure, the Black Knight is solid and can wield its sword.
Aside from all that, Gina possesses the standard fire abilities and can likely try her hand at other, non-mentioned chemicals, although with much less success.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Emblems of Fate [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Arcady Feldman
From a vantage point out of the way, I get to observe the fight in relative safety and comfort. I guess. It’s still hot and I can be hit by something stray, but it doesn’t seem to be happening. What does happen is that Egiool gets onto the airborne dragon, clinging onto its side, then goes to work on its leg, grabbing it and the dragon’s flank with several arms. However, after a bit of struggling, he fails to make any progress towards prying it off.
!so weaK !eternal shamE
You’re doing your best there. I guess the entire limb is too well attached. If you take that engine off, it should be impaired as well.
.righT
With that, Egiool moves a little down the dracolich’s leg, putting several claws on it and another few on the thruster, then begins applying his hopefully considerable strength. The metal began to give way… slowly. I feel Egiool’s pleasure through our link – it seems he’s really into that kind of feeling! However, that feeling becomes marred as the bonerdagon lands on Archangel and dispatches him in one blow. The slowness of Egiool’s effort proves to be disadvantageous as well – the dragon’s point defense systems finally catch wind of Egiool, and a flamethrower starts rendering him less cohesive.
!don’t need you to tell me to get out therE
Not like I was all that ready to say anything, either. Egiool must’ve missed Archangel… falling…
With these words, Egiool jumps off – not wanting to let go entirely, he ends up leaving one of his claws in the creature’s thruster, attached to him by chain. The jump is less impressive than it sounds – since the bonerdagon landed – on Archangel, poor guy – there wasn’t pretty much any fall for Egiool. With a shudder that’s probably a shrug-equivalent, he shoots the chain’s other end at the floor, where the claw end gets a good grip on the metal mesh.
Nice! I hope this’ll hurt should the dragon try taking off again. Little did I know, eh.
?ideaS
Good question. There’s one thing that just feels obvious. The head! That’s got to be vulnerable somehow. Maybe there are important neck-wires or something.
.right awaY
Before Egiool can touch the bonerdagon (which, just in case, I’ll remind you is covered in metal), it becomes wreathed in electricity from the two members of the group that can wield it. Not willing to be zapped himself, Egiool stops himself from making physical contact, and instead observes – and he spots the dragon’s tail, energy gathering near the tip.
!let’s reacT thinks Egiool as he launches himself over the dragon, intending to knock the tail down, off course, or whatever semantics seem appropriate to explain why’d the attack miss as a result. However, his plan is foiled as the dragon bats him out of the air with a swipe of its wings. Egiool lands on the metal floor, looking like a crumpled heap all by himself. Well, his plan isn’t entirely foiled – the dragon’s tail beam fails to hit Alison and it fails to hit Therean and it fails to hit Fury.
Because it hits Egiool and Egiool only. He basks in its black glow for a few seconds, disintegrating slowly, until Fury’s attack disrupts the dragon.
“Thanks!” I shout. I pay no heed to the response, although I doubt there is one anyway, as I have another courtesy thing to say. Are you alright?
…better than I should bE
Really?
.yeS
Don’t move! I mean… Think, me, think!
.okaY
Yeah! I mean- just sit there and hunker down! Maybe it’ll try finishing you off now, so try just hanging in there! It’s not like… the realization of what I’m about to tell him makes me sad, and he can probably feel that already as well. …it’s not like you’ve- we’ve managed to mount a really successful attack yet. Let’s just try being useful this way instead and keep the fire off Alison and Fury. We’re escorting him, right?
Egiool doesn’t feel inclined to disagree. .righT …defensE ?how’d that go agaiN
That seems like mere idle talk, since he throws up a bunch of chains, which drape over him – not like chain shirt, more like a chain… shell, one with a few layers of thickness – although open in the back.
.let’s make some noisE states Egiool, then swipes at the bonerdagon with a long arm that sticks out from behind the chain barrier. The Farclaws leave scratches on the bonerdagon’s plating, but it feels like they are more significant than they seem. So Egiool just keeps throwing them as the dragon is bombarded by attacks from all the three other parties present as well. The dragon refuses to be beaten into something resembling submission, though, and only starts attacking even harder. Multiple dark beams strike the chain barrier, taking layer after layer while the fire melts it.
!time to end thiS
Careful! I try getting across, but Egiool has already rushed out of his chain barrier and much of his usual surface junk fused to it by the heat, quick and nimble in his more skeletal form. Shooting chains at laser cannons, he manages to disable some of them by the claw ends caving in their barrels and casings, but it’s not enough, and not quite immediately but still pretty darn quickly he finds himself under fire and beams, hitting his bared form quite severely – it’s a wonder he’s still holding up after that previous big attack he took combined with this. Worst of all, the dragon’s taken to the air, so Egiool’s demanding, attached hands find nothing for them to sink into. The claw attached to one of the dragon’s thrusters
?huH
That was stupid! Just defend!
…but that’s borinG
How does that matter? Are we here for fun or what? Look, Therean’s doing the same thing, let’s not have multiple people making the same mistake!
!alright ,let’s bug ouT
Chains launch from many points of Egiool’s body – short chains. They latch onto his limbs and other parts of structure, then flatten out, eventually giving him something membranous. The membranes adjust their angles, then Egiool drops a Ramjet Ball behind himself. The air blast strikes those metal plates head-on, imparting enough kinetic upon him to get him to slap against the chamber’s wall. Keeping his grip on it is trivial, and he starts climbling up. It only takes a second or two for the dragon to re-aim – then it keeps the weapons pointed on Egiool as it fires them. It hurts him, and it hurts me by proxy as well.
Anyth-
!WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO ABOUT THIS NOW Egiool’s furious mental scream, combined with the pain, bowls me over. It’s true – I’m out of ideas. If he can protect himself somehow, I don’t know how. If he can be useful somehow, I don’t know how. If I can be useful somehow, I don’t know how. All I know is that the more he’s angry, the lesser the pain seems in comparison, so… good for him.
Eventually, he reaches the top – top of the chamber, ma! The stupid beams are still reaching him up there, twisted in their bearings to point mostly upwards.
“!TAKE THAT” yells Egiool as he enlists gravity to help him, launching a LOT of chains. Going straight downwards, they don’t really slow down. Where does he take them from, anyway? As chains pour from him like pasta from an extruder, a dozen of his flailing arms produces Farclaws, which also make their way down in a haphazard cloud of sharp violence. Does that do anything meaningful to the bonerdagon? It shouldn’t, but it does. Maybe. It’s hard to tell. The two electrical attackers manage to use their attacks well enough to shock the dragon into inaction again, and that’s accompanied by enough visual effects to make scrutiny on what’d Egiool achieve impossible.
Either way, the dragon finally collapses for what seems like the last time. Egiool hangs from the ceiling like three spiders stuck together in a teleport accident. If he had lungs, he’d be gasping – there’s certainly a feeling of that brief exhaustion coming from him.
.eternal shamE ?if I could only do this much against a big, material enemy ,what hope have I against anything elsE
I don’t even answer.

 
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I haven’t started any of my long-planned games yet so I guess this post is a teaser saying I might soon

 
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Originally posted by Mysterymason:
Originally posted by thenewampkit:


Recognize this?

Lol I blame Minnakht for my Dota 2 addiction. He gave me a beta key last February and since then I’ve racked up 2593 hours and 2007 games.

I can confirm this.

 
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Well, yeah. Or did you think everything else was taken save for just a few things, even the most boring random combinations being taken to 4/4?

Might want to edit your abilities now, don’t think you can do acid rain with that kind of elements…

 
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Elements: Electric/Chemical(Gotta try this out,no one used it yet….)

Well, no, exactly the opposite. Everyone that could used it – all two of that kind of emblem are taken, and none more exist, so you cannot have it.

Besides, if you took a Light/Water emblem, then that’s what your entity should be!

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Mafia / BuPick / Endgame: iTold u

fart

 
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I should probably have popped back in here at that time and been all apologetic about my absence, but being the four-eared pumpkin-headed twisty-tailed hairless donkey that I was at that time, I began having all sorts of inner conflicts and insecurities at the thought of returning.

This kind of thing is the reason why we don’t have Half-Life 2 Episode 3 yet.

 
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Yesterday, I was restricted to Twitter-sized posts. I guess there’s two restrictors, then, since if I got that on night 2, couldn’t have been Myhome.

Also, I forgot to send in a night action. Been kinda busy recently.

 
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I did research and roleblocking scum stops nightkill by mafiascum rules, which Kad probably based this on. So I definitely vote adv0catus.