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[GameBoyBlue]

"that much weight"

Whos ship is this anyway? This happens to be made of very durable and light materials!

@9

Seeing the creature weighing down my ascent, I decide to get creative. "So you like my energy huh, fetch boy!"

I launch a decoy, routing 80% of the ships remaining charge to it(leaving just enough to keep pulling my ship up as it itself recharges from the sun... If the beast takes the bate).

[Sl4cker]

"that much weight"

Whos ship is this anyway? This happens to be made of very durable and light materials!

@9

Seeing the creature weighing down my ascent, I decide to get creative. "So you like my energy huh, fetch boy!"

I launch a decoy, routing 80% of the ships remaining charge to it(leaving just enough to keep pulling my ship up as it itself recharges from the sun... If the beast takes the bate).

Your ship may be durable and light, but this is a boxing crab around the size of a three-story building. Add the fact it also has giant living anemones for hands... not exactly "lightweight".

Your distraction provides a bit of decoy, enough for it to almost be contented and calmly fall of your submarine to return back into the depths of the Waterrealm, but even 80% isn't very substantial when most of your power was already sucked up. You do manage to get him dangling onto your sub by one tentacled hand. This makes the weight of your ship just barely under the maximum weight your grappling hook can take. Unfortunately, with the way physics is, this tilts your submarine so that you start sliding towards the gigantic crustacean. You submarine will get to the floating island in two turns.

[Ozarck]

@1

After purchasing my first little lambs for my flock, three of them, two girls and a boy, and planting barley seeds for a couple days, while doing the basic maintenance on the house, fence, and tools o the trade, I sit on the front porch along the main throughway and watch the passersby, whoever or whatever they be.

[GameBoyBlue]

@9 @12

I set the recharge rate vs energy expendature to not go above 30%.

The decoy continues to travel further, sparking and crackling with delicious energy.

I begin working on my escape into the DreamScape.

"ACTIVATE PORTAL!"

[Whisperling]

@12

At first, the portal in front of your hand appears to be nothing more than a large, gravity-defying mirror. A doorway not to some other, separate existence, but to a mirror image of this world. Even as your sub tosses and turns, torn between the currents of the ocean, and the pull of a titanic crab, it seems to remain still, exuding some sort of unearthly silence. Even you, someone born as a traveler between worlds, do not know what that silence signifies. Some say it is a product of the Void, others of death itself. Right now, it's really just a side-effect of your escape route.

Only now does the portal begin showing its more unique qualities. A glowing, ill-defined mist has risen from its surface, popping with swirls of a thousand different colors. While you would gladly wait for the window to clear, signifying a stable, safe connection, it appears you will be denied that luxury. The crab has turned away from your distraction, and begins to crush your sub. Bidding a silent goodbye to your craft, you jump into the portal, hoping against hope that you will arrive safely.

Transit seems different than it has been before, which, you suspect, is largely due to the hasty creation of your portal. Instead of an instantaneous, seamless journey, you travel for several minutes, glimpsing in the rift between world things you can barely remember or describe. The vision of a thousand worlds, different from any you have seen before, is practically seared into your skull.

Finally, you arrive in your destination- the Dreamscape. You are safe and sound, if a little unsteady from your journey. It might not be the best idea to travel on the spot- it will do, in a pinch, but you imagine there's only so much your brain can take.

Looking around you determine that you are in a field, not of grass, but of gravel. It isn't what you'd call a large place- only twelve feet across, and surrounded by what, upon closer inspection, seem to be trees, made entirely of some graying stone. The sky above is overcast, and an aura of depression or loneliness seems to hang over the entire place.

As you look toward the center of the field, you find something completely unexpected. There, sticking out like a sore thumb in the midst of all this gloominess, is a Christmas tree, lit brightly and festively for a holiday that, as far as you know, won't be coming to the Dreamscape for at least six months.

[GameBoyBlue]

@12 bt1 {9}

I stand up and draw out a blade, I put it up against my heart, pull back and...

...I stop myself.

As a traveler of realities, I know the value of a vessel such as what was just lost. It is infact more valuable than this incarnation of myself... however...

...perhaps it is worth a moment to see if my dream vessel also exists here, if there was some subtle truth to the "oddly reflective" portal.

I walk up to the tree and look for any presents, especially ones with the name "Eye".

[Whisperling]

Use the sprig to keep it subdued, and slice its head off with my dagger. I don't enjoy killing, but I fear that this creature will, if left alive, recover and attack me once again.

Assuming there aren't any complications, it's loot time. I stow the sprig in one pocket of my pack, and the sedative-soaked shirt in another. If the creature's body retains any noteworthy properties, take a sample of that for good measure.