THE DUNKER, trapped with only a bit of air to keep him alive, decides to mess around with his spell list a bit. Grabbing a donut, he eats it, enjoying the very mild, short-lived change of aroma it brings! Asking the voice person for something to breathe with, he finds that she can't really help, since pretty much all of the breathing spells she can provide involve breathing out rather than in, and even though that would help with the smell a bit, it's probably not ultimately desirable to cramp this place further.
[THE DUNKER's mind roll: 5+1]
In any case, into the dream he goes, his being once more increasing in size, though becoming rather thin at the same time, his being flattening to the point where he becomes a translucent, vast, eyeless thing, cold beyond measure and powerful beyond compare, a great sail pushed forth perilously slowly by the light of distant stars, moving through the void at approximately walking speed. That is, in relation to the center of the universe. In relation to galaxies and other such things, he is moving quite rapidly indeed. Parts of him wander off occasionally, splitting away without issue and flying off on distant tangents. The central creature remains stable, and now boasts several billion offspring, being a rather early offshoot of the first of its kind.
He flies slowly onward, not even dimly aware of the giant formation of rock flying right toward him - were he to know, he would be elated, for this is what he has sought for all his time in the universe - a source of true sustenance. Within but a few minutes, the rocky thing impacts him - his flat, immense, mindboggling shape wraps around it imperceptibly, probing its surface. Self-sustaining chemical processes as well as rich sources of matter and energy are found. Nothing changes immediately, of course. It takes some time before he can work his magic on the rock and its affiliated chemicals - the process of digestion takes a while to get started, as it needs certain adaptations of the local conditions, a bit of physical wizardry to get the activation energies to a manageable level to maximize gain. The place will need to be warmed a bit, the magnetic field requires a bit of adjustment, perhaps a small amount of radiation needs to be filtered off to optimize things. Fortunately, while he is not gaining anything thus far, he already finds this planet quite delicious, and predicts that it will be more so once his forming apparatus takes its full shape and begins to function properly. And so he settles for a few thousand years or so, knowing that he's going to be quite fat indeed when he's done here at last.
1. Flaming Mold Wall
2. Engulf In Green Mafiosi
3. Chain of Intriguing Canned Goods
No luck with that breathing thing! But hey, there's a lot of magic still to discover, and flaming walls are pretty great. Pick anything you want.
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Larry guesses Mercury is an okay enough place for him to be - it is, after all, where he might wind up eventually.
"Yeah, sure. Sun next time.""Right, meet you there - make sure you call me when you're there, and I'll go ahead and find you, 'kay? I need to go do a thing right now, and you can kind of move around freely anyway, right?"* * * * *
Dave ponders what this new link he has to the Denture God actually does - sure, it gives him power, but what else?
"Hmm... now that I'm "attuned" to you or whatever do you think we have a psychic link or something? Cause if we do I kinda want to get on that moon next time it shows up to see where it goes. Also what can you do? Like, what are the extents of your denture powers?""I guess we do, on some level. I think I can talk to you or something, anyhow, and if not, I can probably figure some alternative out. As for what else I can do, I dunno. Not much, I guess, at least not much that's too interesting. I think that some denture people might listen to me, but I haven't tested that yet. I'm a bit new to this god thing, all in all."* * * * *
John has had quite enough of this, and decides to take Menkau's advice and split.
"Yeah. Let's go James, this place is getting a bit too weird for me. I'll catch you later then Menkau, you'll know where to find me, I'm sure.""We're finally leaving? Thank heavens," James says, sighing heavily with relief, and John and he leave together, Menkau waving to them in a friendly fashion as they walk off down the block, past a curiously abandoned police cordon and into the streets.
Not long after, John has found his bed and James has found an adequate couch, and both of them go into a deep sleep - for John it is altogether more dreamless than is strictly usual, and the very next morning he awakens, shockingly without a hangover of any sort!
However, backing up a bit in the temporal sense, we come back to
Eta, who has a silly idea.
"Oh. Is that so? Well, let's just get that leyline then and get out of here. An important revelation has been made to me and I need to reflect on that. But first..."Ivette watches as Eta walks over to the transfixed, seated form of Joanie, and closes her nose with her thumb and index finger.
[Joanie's body roll: 2+1-
1]
A moment passes before Joanie's eyes, suddenly aware of things around her, go quite wide, staring out at Eta with wild alarm. Disturbed quite thoroughly, it takes her a moment before she can desperately slap Eta's hand away in a rather unpleasant fashion. A sizable quantity of the powder slips out of her nose, and her first, drunken instinct on what to do when her nose is all plugged up appears to be to sniff, a maneuver that leads to her nasally absorbing an 8 ball of cocaine in one snort.
[Joanie's body roll: 2]
"Oh... dear," she mouths, her breathing quickening, her pupils dilating. She seems to still be breathing through her nose as well.
"Oh... boy."She leans back unsteadily, supporting herself on her hands as yet more of the powder runs out of her nose, an uncontrolled flood. Her brain appears to be having trouble processing the rather large dose of opiates.
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