Lord Gamington is polishing his lance when you enter his laboratory.
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Your overlord mind does not see anything dirty in it.
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The lance soon retracts back in his cane, and he stands up. "Your evil overlordness! What brings you here!?" he is about to start dancing, when you halt him and start speaking.
"Can we give our Cog-minions something more than bits and pieces of scrap with sharp edges as weapons?"
"Of course your evilness!" Gamington appears excited. "How about...Cane-lances? Or Shield-Tophats? I've got my own, but we can make smaller versions, for the Cogs."
I realize everyone might have his/hers idea of a Cog-Minion. Suffice to say they are half the size of an average height-man, while Gamington is the full size of Average.
"And that helps..."
"IT makes them stylish! And able to dance by the rhythm!"
"Yes, but...more practically speaking..."
"Oh but you will have to test them on the battlefield, your Overlordness! That is the only way to go!"
"So...what if I told you I'd like to have a Cog-minion armed with lettuce?"
"We can certainly try your Overlordness!"
"And that fires cakes?"
"I'm sure something will work out...maybe a very slippery cake? Or high cholesterol one? Nothing is true! Everything is permitted!" he brings both arms up in the air, "of course, some things might just detonate in our faces. I really like my face, so if we could avoid things that rearrange my face, i'd be very, very glad, your evilness."
You nod.
Somehow, every time you go and talk with Lord Gamington, you feel as if brain cells are dying agonizingly in your head.
You decide to install surveillance cameras. The question is...how intrusive? To
Voyeurism-Point intrusive, or simply as
'normal workplace' security?
You then look at your skeletal catfish. Then, you look at Psysquid who's already starting to psychically lift the metallic parts. He is the one apparently in charge with 'Fusioning' creatures with metal.
"At your command, Overlord! It either works or it breaks!"
"Go for it, Psysquid!"
"COG-SION!"
1d12= 6+ 1 (I did it once before! I swear I know how to do it!) + 0.5 (make it quick) + 2 (Incognito, Tinkerer of Cogs)
The hulking skeletal, magical, metallic cover creature bellows a highly pitched scream as its eyes turn purplish. Steam erupts from its entire frame as it unleashes a devastating gout of fire up in the air.
"IT'S ALIVE!" you scream, "AHAHAHAHAH! IT'S ALIVE!!!"
"What should we call this, your Evilness?"
"Well, it is a Magical, Skeletal, Metallic Behemoth Catfish...Let's call it...uhm..."
What do you call it?