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

Arcady Feldman
.aH .I misseD
I can’t help but feel a little angry about it.
.peeM ?tacticS
We should help Luke’s Entity that’s in there! is the first thing that comes to my mind in this vocal manner.
Egiool sounds – well, not really sounds, we’re not making these – a little angry as well. .no shit ,sherlocK ?anything more specifiC
I don’t know! Get in there and separate them somehow!
.aye ,that’s grand ,good ideA
One upside of the mental conversation is that it goes by much faster than the verbal kind, its statements being more spur-of-the-moment decisions than actually thought-out ones. And that’s what Egiool seems to like. Maybe that’s how he thinks. Either way, thanks to that upside, he barely moved in the time it took us to think of this, and so he still hung in the air – and so he blasts himself right at the slime pile. And Holly. His claws rake against the air, gathering it, compressing it – giving him ammo to blow the slimes away with, that being his simple plan for the foreseeable future.
Gina, meanwhile, produces two things.
One is a jet of high-pressure oil launched from one of her true arms – the uppermost ones. It draws a line from the leftover wax pile from the previous attack to the Black Knight – giving him this much more fuel to build his body with, and getting him closer to the action, so that he may charge in yelling.
The other is several containers made of the thin, brittle, CD-case plastic – filled with pressurized chlorine and pre-launched at pretty high speed at ground right next to the slime pile, to facilitate shattering.
I don’t know if I should be afraid or- actually, I should, definitely. And not show further war movies to beings that can and just indiscriminately have taken ideas from what’s portrayed in them.
Or keep doing so, if it helps them here.

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

Arcady Feldman
“!humanoidS” exclaims Egiool. Then he blasts himself up into the air and fires an attached chain at each of the four slimes, intending to retract the chains if they hit, pulling himself to the slimes, them to himself, or both, his many clawed hands already contracting and relaxing in preparation.
Gina points all of her arms at Holly, the apparent target of all the enemies, and begins a continuous and massive stream – bigger than some real-life water streams, although it’s no river – of wax, intending to pile a thick layer of it on top and sides of Holly, separating her from her assailants, as well as most of everything else. Gina’s Black Knight, the figure of burning crude wielding the sword, chases after the berserk slimes. “DAMN, GINA!” it shouts. Gina herself considers taking steps towards Holly herself, but it’s not really possible, keeping herself from falling over due to the wax stream’s recoil being an exercise in itself.

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

Arcady Feldman
“.a clubbinG”
Huh?
Where?
.around uS
Opening my eyes here would probably be a good decision here, so I do – and don’t revel in the sight of the alien landscape. This doesn’t seem like a good place for reveling at all, although I don’t know much about revelry. Around me, in somewhat close quarters, are Egiool and… Luke. That guy. In further quarters, there’s slimes, white ones – two per quarter, in fact. And a hologram of Telerius is there too – actually, that’s probably quite crucial.
As the hologram drones on, I notice something.
You’re out by yourself, Egiool.
.it is for the besT
I wasn’t aware you could do that.
.it was inevitablE
By the end of the speech, I hear one of Luke’s entities referring to me. Us. The entity isn’t one I’ve seen before, either. Two each, she claims. That means we still need one more person. Go, Gina!
Gina appears, donning her unremarkable (aside from this) clothes.
“.so it has come to thiS”
“Yes?” Gina sounds interested. As always.
“.herE .noW”
“You’ll be fighting someone that isn’t him.” I explain.
“Yay!” Gina shouts. “Show me how it’s done, Egiool!”
Egiool stomps around on his head-spikes to face me, then returns to his previous position, in a gesture of us looking at each other for some reason.
Let’s just play along, I guess.
“.sO .first ,you should transforM .follow mE”
Egiool explodes, the metallic foil resembling clothing forming a cloud of chaff that obscures him completely for a brief moment before being pulled back onto his battle form.
“So that’s how it’s done!” exclaims Gina.
“?did you really le-” begins Egiool, then shakes with a cacophony of clattering, jingling and coughing as Gina begins her own transformation. Her ribs – oddly grey ribs – pierce through her wax from inside, her sternum gone somewhere, a gaping hole dripping paint open in her chest, revealing some more wax in various shades of red. The ribs and other bones elongate, form some new joints – the tip of each rib splits in four, forming a rough grasping appendage, one of the fingers being the exposed wick. Except for one, which detaches completely and falls to the ground. Then, very quickly, all the exposed bones are covered with fresh, white wax. Many wicks extend from Gina’s body, all of them ablaze.
While it’s somewhat obligatory to mention there’s no trace of her clothes left on her, it’s also obligatory to mention her anatomy doesn’t have any real points of interest either.
Even with some of her lower arms supporting her, preventing her from falling on her face, she still has like two dozen of them to the sides and front of her body.
Then eyes open on like twenty percent of her body surface.
Now that’s just disturbing.
“.so I just had this ideA ?do we have to take two eacH”
“It was just a proposal by them, I guess.” I state.
“.let’s take four eacH .the same fouR .our fouR”
Gina doesn’t respond. In fact, she hasn’t said a word since her transformation. Instead, she just points her 3rd, 4th, 7th and 8th arms at a slime each, then produces a jet of bona fide napalm from each of them, ignited immediately by the wick-finger. Meanwhile, she points at the same slimes with her 11th, 12th, 15th and her 16th arms, each shooting a jet of capsaicin-imbued oil.
“.I also had this ideA .humans have fun inventionS”
I only notice the slight shift in Egiool’s structure just now, and immediately fall to the ground. There’s… tubes, four of them, each pointing at one of the slimes – I can’t tell they’re pointed more or less at their internal sacs, but they are. Then a small, cylindrical yet pointy, piece of metal is ejected from each tube at supersonic velocities, followed by a not even hissing sound of more compressed air than I thought thinkable. What’s worse, though, is that a second round of the metal-pieces is launched again, their path straight and true.
.and they have sacS .probably bad for them if they get pierceD
Meanwhile, with her 21st arm, Gina throws the fallen rib- it’s a sword now, already on fire – into the air, while her first arm delivers a large amount of crude oil to it. It immediately catches on fire and begins falling towards one of the four slimes, yelling “DAMN, GINA!”
All in all, it’s quite a show, which I can watch from my unsafe position.
.had a lot of time to think about thiS

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

I’m still in. Could write some short post even now, but it wouldn’t be very pointful.

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

I’m not a pearl

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RPG Turn 4] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

Morespring
Morespring smiles back, revealing his yellowish teeth contrasting with his silvery gums.
“Ah, thank you. Please, be careful – I wouldn’t want my blood to hurt you.”

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Forum Games Adventure Game (By Sabin7)

Check own name.

Check contents of drawers, carefully taking the candle to get the light to illuminate the insides better if needed. If the drawers are locked (that happens sometimes), check if the keys work on them.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / Forum Games Adventure Game (By Sabin7)

Check own possessions. Describe any kind of containers, taking note of their contents, or their carrying capacity.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RPG Turn 4] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

(Phantasm drill: 1 turn cooldown)
(IHS this turn – auto-revive status)

(Mercurial cloud: No new one this turn)
(Status of all clouds:)
(1. 8 turns, 2 damage)

Morespring

“This looks bad. I’ll try interrupting it!” Morespring shouts, then he jumps over to the skull, dropping his sword which gets embedded in the ground. Blood oozes through the skin of his left palm and forms itself into a silvery microphone, while his completely silver right hand slightly lengthens and sharpens to points.
“But what if it was something that didn’t have any major impact on the world except the death of a bunch of people? For example, an kind old man is unintentionally blocking an entrance to a burning building or something, and lets just pretend the only way for him to move is you killing him.” says Morespring as he kicks the skull in the coccyx with his right foot, balancing on his left. “If you killed him,there would be no major impact on the world besides the life of a hundred people or something. But I have been thinking, what if some of the people you saved go on to invent things extremely beneficial to other people?” continues Morespring as he hits secret pressure points on his enemy’s body with his sharpened, morphing-to-need, metallic fingertips. “That way, you wouldn’t need warfare to force us to make medicine and stuff. Of course, it’s only a small chance, but if by some chancekilling baby hitler prevented the holocaust, don’t you think that at lest some of the millions of people who would have lived eventually make helpful things as well?” finishes Morespring, having been shoving the microphone in his left hand in the skull’s face the entire time of the Deb(ilit)ate. Then the microphone sinks back into his body.

(attempt to remove Charged buff. Do not attempt to remove any other statuses from the skull)

[So I take it Hellfire Drain’s debuffing effect doesn’t apply to buffs that are in the process of being applied. Goody.]

[Personally, I’d interpret that as flavour text. If it’s not in the buff list, it’s not in the buff list – it essentially hasn’t happened (yet) and we can’t do anything about it.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RPG Turn 4] Super Ultimate Epic Final Fantasy Boss

[Okay, let me explain how Redirect Life works.]
[Let’s have a Boss B, Caster C, and Target T.]
[Caster C casts Redirect Life. It costs 15 HP and 5 mana.]
[Boss B takes damage. Caster C has however much base damage – in this case, it’s 20. The boss can take more or less damage than that based on buffs and debuffs – if it has some kind of buff that makes it take 50% damage less, then it’ll only take 10 damage. But let’s assume it takes 20 damage, for simplicity, and so it loses 20 HP.]
[The healing Target T is healed for the sum of all HP lost as result of this cast of Redirect Life. 15 HP was lost by Caster C because of the cost, and 20 HP was lost by Boss B because of the damage. So that’s 35 in total, so Target T is healed for 35 HP.]

[tl;dr Morespring should be at 100/100 HP now.]

(cooldown of Phantasm Drill: 2 turns)
(cooldown of Redirect Life: 1 turn)
(assuming IHS didn’t trigger this turn – no auto-revive status)

(Mercurial cloud: No new one this turn)
(Status of all clouds:)
(1. 9 turns, 2 damage)

Morespring
The battle seems to have hit a slight lull, with the boss on the defensive. Swinging a sword at these vines would likely end up badly for both sides, and so. Morespring decided to avoid that.

Instead, he outstretches his right arm. His metal blood starts dripping down, hitting the ground, mixing with it. Something in the mixture stirs and it rises up to meet his arm. Something resembling an one-eyed face with two little arms, one holding a lantern, the other a scythe, forms. The single eye of the newly created Orzinav lights up as it starts floating at Morespring’s side.

The Orzinav doesn’t act yet, since there’s no dead ally from which it could copy an ability.

(Also, I drew my character!)

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

Originally posted by Bluji:

Why don’t you go bitch at greg? He’s the one making the badges, not me or this majority you’re yapping about.

I remember when he was playing Cupcakeria. I sent him a whisper that said roughly “oh no you’re playing this game” and he was like “:(”.

show me ur faic

Maybe later. I tried taking a selfie just now and it didn’t turn out to be too good.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [FINISHED] The Teams Of The Wizards

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 4] 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 4] 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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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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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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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.