Damn slacker GMs
Touch the Fog with hand, and see if it spreads. (Im pretty sure i included the word for full body?). Ill asumme my magic has regenerated and try Magic.
If someone gets nearby run. If i cant run, yell Myxida(Blackhole) at who gets nearby while pointing him with finger.
It's not visible any more. Somehow, you can sense it's there, but it doesn't seem to be visible or interact in any way. Shrugging, you move on to your magic.
[Pot:3+1] Magical ley lines flow across your skin. They form together in a loose configuration, then settle in to your skin, shining faintly.
As soon as your spell is over, the grey fog appears and bursts. Another set of ley lines appears, overwriting the one you just cast, but they fail to connect and form anything. They disperse instead.
Huh.
Research!
Magical research must continue if you wish to verb yourself at everyone.
[Pot:5+1] A huge glob of slime appears and splatters down in front of you. Yuck- it's on your legs!
[Pot:6+1] A tree trunk appears in front of you and slams to the ground. Woody. As far as you can tell, it's normal wood- not like you can pick it up and really test it.
[Pot:4+1] Another set of boards appear. You pick one up and smack the pile with it, and it snaps easily. Hm.
Derek tries his best to pull himself off of the ground, If he succeeds, he'll try to hit the muscled man with his spellbook. He needs to get that crazy guy off of his companion!
stuff
"H-Haer.."
[Derek Spd: 4]
[Pariah Spd: 4]
[Myra Spd: 2]
[Derek Dex:5
-1]
[Pariah Dex:1+1]
[Derek Str:5-1]
[Pariah End:3]
Derek finds he is able to swing himself on his hands enough to get at Pariah, who is too focused on casting to get away in time. Derek cracks him in the side of the knee with his spellbook, and Pariah swears and grabs it... right after his spell fires off.
[Pariah Pot:4]
[Pariah Str:1+1]
[Derek Str:4-1]
[Myra Str:4]
A point of darkness of infinitesimal size and extreme mass appears, sucking everything and everyone nearby inward with its gravitational force. Myra, a bit back, holds her ground, while Derek scrabbles at the floor, getting dragged a bit toward it and scraping his face. Pariah, ironically, is the only one unable to resist, distracted by the blow to the knee. He flies toward it and his midsection is sucked inward, sending his legs one way and his head another. Both quickly crumble to ash as the vacuum vanishes.
Myra just stares, forgoing saying her word as her assailant is torn asunder.
[Pariah is dead. His power goes to no one.]
Pioncale Ustrint Anneell Toussmism
Perhaps this vacuum existence isn't all it is cracked up to be? You have to struggle to stabilize yourself before you can try to reverse it.
[Str:4-1] You scrunch inward even more- this spell better work!
[Pot:5+1] You speak your words, and the ley lines form across your body, overpowering the extreme vacuum and restoring your flesh, before they flash and activate. Your frame shrinks inward and turns to gold. Electric arcs flow out from your inner core and fill in the gaps. Something- you're not sure what, seems to shimmer around your body. You can't tell what it is until you nudge a loose rock with your foot, and it is repelled much harder than you would expect. Huh.
Unfortunately, you're also about three feet tall thanks to the residual effects of your vacuum existence.
move away from derm then: Aion, Noyaniumma Fircerain
You get away from the scary man, and work your magic.
[Pot:5] Nothing happens that you notice.
[Pot:5] A sinister-looking whip forms in the air and falls to the ground. It's formed entirely of magma, its lash steaming and boiling. Nasty.
Colatica
-seperate-
Zibr
[Pot:3+1] Nothing happens.
[Pot:2+1] Nothing continues to happen.
Dave appears by the eastern wall of the Spike Room. He looks at the spikes lining the wall to the south of him- better not hug those.
Corsair: Hale - North Ledge, Grand Room
Gamerlord: Shane - Center, Cavern
Dermonster: Derm - East ledge, Grand Room {Face badly burned} (6)
Piecewise: Bob - West side, Spike Room (Walking Vacuum) {Somewhat scrunched in} (2)
Tiruin: Myra - West side, Magma Room [Holding sheet of rubber, Wand] {Left arm is gone, bleeding out}
Lasla: Derek Grimdur - West side, Magma Room {Legs are iron bootclubs}
DaveTheGrave: - Dave - East edge, Spike Room
Sarzael: Alish - Center of Bridge, Bottomless Pit
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Topic: The Pit of Magic: A Perplexicon Game. [Oh well.] (Read 402334 times)