Okay, Pariah has convinced me. Congratulations Tiruin, Myra is no longer bleeding to death. She's still faint from bloodloss, though. That should go away soon unless you get better magically. Or worse via violence or failure.
Ustrint Lodr
[Pot:6+1] A massive golden greatsword appears before you and crashes to the ground. It's easily seven feet long with a wide blade.
WORDS!
You do some WORDS.
[Pot:2+1
+1] A steel largemouth bass appears before you and falls to the ground, flopping around. Its fins are clear.
Unsurprisingly, willing it to do anything fails.
Shrugging, you spend what remains of your time walking into the cavern.
Jupedem
irros
pumat
colatica Haustiver
Oh me oh my, but there's quite a lot of magic to be done today.
[Pot:5+1] A burst of
octarine energy blasts out in front of you. Magical.
[Pot:6+1] What appears to be a jagged scar in the air forms in front of you, then cracks open into a black rift in space. Out of this rift spew forth several tentacles, grasping, groping, trying to grab on to anything solid. A massive maw, complete with eleven jagged teeth each having a central eye, gnashes out from the center at you. All around is the sound of gnashing and moaning. Just as a tentacle nears your foot, the rift sucks everything in and snaps closed. Let's hope this next word doesn't connect you to another horrible plane of existence!
[Pot:4+1] A golden circle forms in the air in front of you, then cracks open to form another rift in reality. Golden mist pours out, and a warm light shines through. There is the sound of chanting coming from within. While it looks peaceful, a steel sword with a gold trim lashes out at you. The rift shimmers, then the circle snaps shut.
Huh.
[Pot:6+1] This gets you a massive lump of flesh, about the size of a brown bear. It pulsates slightly. A visual inspection shows no unusual elements.
Pat the pony lightly before doing some crazy pmed actions!
You pat the pony. Its ears twitch. Your mental command has no effect. Shrugging, you try magic again.
[Pot:6] A blast of outward force and a large burst of electricity are the result of your spell. The resounding thunder spooks your pony, who rears and tries to throw you.
[Str:5] Good thing you're a rodeo champ or you might have eaten dirt. As is, you're now riding the pony which has retreated into the spike room and is headed for the opposite door.
Go the the pit bridge, if there is nobody hostile around say Words
There's no one there when you arrive, so you work your magic.
[Pot:5+1] There's a colorless glow around your head, but it fades away without doing anything. Hmm- visible, you guess.
[Pot:2+1] The same thing, though fainter, around your torso.
[Pot:5+1] As the first time, left arm.
Be ready to dodge any attacks
You channel your inner Neo.
"Woah."
Actions and such!
Disregarding murder some more, you work your magic.
[Pot:2+1] A steel helmet forms in front of you and plops down. It'd be great protection if your head was the size of a grapefruit.
[Pot:5+1] This results in a shimmering image of a massive morningstar.
Corsair: Hale - North side, Grand Room {Right arm broken}
Gamerlord: Shane - Center, Cavern
Dermonster: Derm - North Ledge, Grand Room {Face badly burned} [Steel spear with force-light head] (6)
Piecewise: Bob - West edge, Magma Room (Body is force and electricity over gold) {Half Size} (3)
Tiruin: Myra - South side, Cavern [Holding sheet of rubber, Wand] {Left arm is gone, feeling faint}
Vakothu: Somnus - Center of Bridge, Bottomless Pit
DaveTheGrave: Dave - Center, Spike Room [Riding leathery pony]
Sarzael: Alish - South Exit, Cavern (Body is greenish liquid)
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Topic: The Pit of Magic: A Perplexicon Game. [Oh well.] (Read 402188 times)