Sudden realise the presence of another unicorn through Magical Unicorn Sense(tm). Challenge said unicorn to a duel to determine who is the pointiness of them all!
[3]
You lose the duel, and your dignity.
Lots of dead bodies and rubble. Not much else.
It would appear, given my explorations, that this work is populated by either immobile, soft beings full of red liquid, or hard immobile beings that have jagged edges composed mostly of one material.
Perhaps they simply haven't developed the drive to move, as I have? Perhaps it has not touched their souls in the way that mine was?
It is something to think on, but later. For now I must focus myself on making them mobile, that I might incorporate them into myself.
Pick either the rubble or the corpses, and attempt to form it/them into a more appropriate body for me to fuse into.
[4]
You reforge the basalt into a crude shell for you to live inside, and fuel it with the bodies.
Repair self with the destroyed earth
[1]
Earth is still intact, just mostly abandoned, and the survivors kick your ass out into orbit.
Use luck magic to create a new sun(in the proper place.)
[6]
You are now the sun. Whoops.
ROB THEM BACK, BUT THIS TIME SNAP THEIR NECKS
[2]
You realise only too late they snapped yours first. Damn.
Paint a potato gold and offer it up to the GM.
[3]
nope.aviAttempt to use my telekinesis to drop traincars on snail and the Gm simultaneously.
[6]
The traincars are punted back, both crushing you like a beetle beneath a tank.
dedRealize lemon has been so callously murdered. Use my intense rage to create a new sun.
[5]
Now there are two suns! YAY!
Make Smurfington Irish Potato Soup while rigging the useless plane's nuclear reactor for remote detonation.
[5]
The plane is ready to explode, plus the soup is on point.
Devour the next person who posts
Presumably be devoured. Pity.
[1] VS [2]
You both have a simultaneous seizure, and because magic potato reasons you swap bodies.
A new Badlemons is made.
[4]
You live! Although the two suns in the sky threaten to cook you.
I SEE IF THERE IS ANY OTHER WAY TO RESIST 'IT'
((Its either the overmind, or that agon guy isn't it.))
((way stupider))
[3]
The only other answer is to kill yourself.
"Get off o' me, you mangy mutt!"
Blast bear to smithereens
[5]
Bear is now ash. Plus it dropped a shit ton of gold, because fuck you that's why.
Try to eat the plane.
[5]
Well, that worked surprisingly well. Bit of pilot stuck in your teeth, though.
Throw potatoes at GM until he wakes up.
[5]
fair enough
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