What about if God's design is perfect and stuff, but he needs believers to build it for him upon this plane? He could be an unwitting holy agent and stuff!
Plus more power, Pete. More power. It's in me now like donut withdrawal. I deeply desire it, man.
Pete looks quite annoyed now.
"I have a question, then. Does the finger of God feel, how did he put it, 'upgraded' to you?"As he asks this, the middle sphere suddenly starts to glow, then decomposes before your very eyes. The fat guy, his hands no longer bloody, stands up from the ground.
"It's not upgraded yet, dillweed. We need a bit more time," he explains. Hungry Pete gives him a dirty look.
"Back to captivity with you!" he says, aiming a hand at him. A few angels coalesce around the fat guy, clutching him painfully with their spiky claws.
"Ow! Fuck, that hurts!" the fat guy shouts. At the same time, the sphere with the lady inside it glows as well, and she immediately emerges, looking just as pristine as the fat guy.
"Guys, how about we stop this whole nonsense right now?" she says.
"I think it's pretty clear Jesus-freak here isn't going to listen to reason.""None of your so-called reason, that is for sure!""He isn't, yeah," the fat guy says.
"But maybe the other guy will? Seriously, dude. Leylines. We can upgrade 'em if we get some more resources."The woman twists in place for a moment, and seems to undergo something like binary fission, as a non-identical person begins to bud off her, though something appears to go wrong in the process, leaving her with a half-formed though nevertheless highly attractive twin conjoined at the hip.
"Well, shit. That didn't work very well, did it?" she says, and her stunted twin shrugs ambivalently.
"I do hope you are not about to be tempted into profligacy by this crew of incompetents," says Hungry Pete, and as he says this about twelve people in puffy shirts appear behind the three other wizards, looking very delicate and filling the room with a soft fragrance and lyrical atmosphere.
"This is really not going well for us, is it? I knew we should have put more things outside to keep people out.""Ha! Whatever defenses you could conjure, faithful pilgrims could easily-" Hungry Pete begins, but then a green sandwich sails through the air, striking him square in the eyes. He cries out and begins rubbing his eyes.
"That was a good shot! But it is too little, too late!" he says, seemingly not quite blinded by the strike. Before he can manage to do much else, though, a hole suddenly appears beneath him. Pete tries his best to avoid it, but it's a bit difficult to do so when both of his feet no longer have solid ground beneath them. He narrowly manages to grab onto the ledge.
"Ack! Help me!" he shouts, and his twelve-man squad immediately moves over to help.
"Look, dude," the fat guy says, looking at you.
"That guy is batshit insane, and we're not. I've got a plan to help us get a lot of magic from this leyline, and he clearly doesn't. Can we work something out involving you helping us, or should we three just vacate the premises and come back later when you raiders have lost interest? Because let's face it, we aren't really kitted out to fight either of you at the moment."Larry scratches his head. Science, in general, wasn't his strong point, but wasn't Mercury a hot planet? Like, close to the Sun or something? One of the closer ones at any rate.
"Uh... you're near the Sun here right? Why not just use sunlight? Solar or whatever that crap is."
"It gets pretty hot on the daylight side, yeah, but not really enough to melt rocks, you know? Not enough to make glass or do metallurgy stuff, just enough to be a pain in the ass if you build surface installations out of Earth goods, especially with the temperature fluctuations. If I had some lenses, then maybe we'd be in business, but there's no glass, as mentioned. Can't cross heavens, either, since I'm just a regular dead guy, and a lower-rung one at that, not any kind of angel-type."
"I was kind of lucky to meet that engineer guy up here, in retrospect. Otherwise I wouldn't know a quarter of this crap."Check to make sure nobody else is in the room. Then take a nice cold shower. Then try a match.
You don't see, hear or smell anybody else in the room. Your alarm is similarly undisturbed. The bathroom is no different, and you make quite an exhaustive search.
The cold shower is immensely unpleasant, and makes you want to retreat to the warm bed again, but you do feel significantly more awake now. Awake enough to try some interesting magic!
[Mind roll: 6-->3+1]
Though it occurs to you that lighting a match in a hotel room and then hallucinating for a while with no thought devoted to fire safety might not be the greatest idea, you figure nothing too bad can happen in the space of a few minutes, right? Well, you hope, at least. It'd kind of suck if you got back to reality and you were on fire or something and didn't notice before you had third degree burns or something.
In any case, hallucinations of power ensue! Once again, all is dark, and opening or closing your eyes basically does nothing. You spin around a little in the seemingly gravity-deprived area, and find it to be rather expansive, since you can't touch any edges. With this in mind, you search about for something useful, and are duly rewarded when your foot lightly touches something. Spinning and twisting in its direction, you manage to grab onto it with your arm - it's slightly furry, and also rather warm. Not moving, though, you notice, or breathing, either. You run your hands across its surface. Has four legs, a thin tail, a small udder and no head - probably a cow, you decide, or some off-brand derivative at any rate.
Strangely, the stump where the head should be seems to be completely hollow, the cow seemingly being a set of rigid skin and nothing more - curiously lacking in good judgment, you decide to reach your hand into the stump to test this, and do find something in there - a switch, hanging in there without any obvious form of support, its frame completely immovable while the switch seems extremely sensitive, a property you discover when running your finger over it immediately flips it, and for a moment you, despite keeping your eyes closed, observe the shadow cast by you of all people as the hollow cow begins to glow brightly. Your shadow is the only part of your surroundings that does not hurt your eyes, and it feels strangely animate and alive as it moves independently of you, demonstrating secrets that did not quite occur to you before, but seem perfectly obvious in retrospect.
1. Goodify Shampoo
2. Disintegrate Gremlin
3. Ketchup Aura
4. Image of an Immovable Ottoman
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