FUCK.
Respawn as a clankborg. For the lulz.
[5] You find a lovely lady and enjoy her in the afterlife. Please remember how literally I take curse words.
[4-1] You're not a well-designed one. Probably a Spark's first project.
Speaking of sparks...
BUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FIRE SHALL CONSUME ALL!! ALLL WILL BEEE AAAAAASH!!!!! BUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNN
>Unless I am no longer sentient, in which case be Tim the Enchanter.
[3] You fan the fire with your still-sentient ashes.
I hug everyone!
[3] You hug people quickly.
"I'm so fucking sick of these mutha fucking zombies on this mutha fucking plane!" Laser the zombies to death. Burn the survivors with a lightsaber. Then crash a plane on them. ALL OF THEM. AT THE SAME TIME.
Wait, plane?
[3-2] The laser explodes. [2-2-1] The plane crashes into a wall several hundred feet up. Respawn?
Extend foot so we can move. Give feet-control to Talvik.
STOMP zombies
SHOOT zombies.
[6] You stomp on some zombies with your overweighted foot, falling over. [1-1] You shoot tomio's part with your gattling shotgun. Respawn, tomio?
SUMMON THE CONTENTS OF A TYPICAL /dev/null DIRECTORY
color=transparent I seriously hope you interpret this right you smug GM, you
Cackle.
[1] You summon a CD, which hits the rock and shatters. One bit hits you in the eye. Respawn?
((Oh, thanks for that note GWG.))
"Oh goodness..this probably won't end up good- I meant satisfactory."
Begin addressing prayers, answering them only until the limits of my power - no sadistic wishes granted or destruction of the world, no granting a kill to anyone wishing ill to their fellowmen, no instant wealth or added lifespan for dubious reasons, No demons.
[1-1] You accidentally grant a prayer about coming to a birthday party and giving eternal life and godly power to a three-year-old. You are stripped of your divine status.
Deny being in denial. Deny it so hard that the denial becomes true.
[1] You deny it so hard that the denial is irreversibly false.
Respawn as a Space Marine.
[1] You respawn as an Imperial Guardsman.
Thank you. I'm glad to see you understand how it works.
Kill ALL the zombies and gain a promotion!
[3] You kill a dozen walkers. Not bad.
GM Turn:
The zombies attack Doomblade, Furtaka, Vorthon Yoink, and the Jägers, since they're the only edible things nearby. [6,6,1,2,3v6,4,3,5,1] Doomblade avoids the attack by chopping off the bitten arm, Furtaka gets mauled but is alive, Vorthon and Yoink avoid injury, and the Jägers get bitten.
A drop pod hits [3] the laboratory. Six Omega Marauders marines file out, marauding towards the zombies.