Mission Chosen
The Song of the Soul Is Born From The Darkest Pits of Hell. Underwater. Destruction. "There is an underwater volcano guarded by mermaids," Chemista says, "we could use it for Geothermal energies, the chance to find obsidian and something else...or just to have a volcano in the background. In any circumstance, a volcano is a naturally 'hot' source. We could cut down on the heating costs no doubt." Resource Acquirable: Volcano. Volcanic Stones.
Psysquid-Snowstar-Gorloceros-Elephant Wraith-Figurehead-1 assault cog - 4 guardogs -2 Wuffle +2 behemoth catfishes
VOLCANO CARNAGE
The bubbling water from the tip of eerily looking red pool of lava floated upwards, steam covering the glass panels of the submarine.
Psysquid hummed thoughtfully, his eyes placed on a catalog of sexy lacy corsets and stuff. The pages were wrinkled -because of the humidity and the smudges of ink, of course- and as he flipped another page he looked sideways, to where Snowstar was doing his best in guiding the submarine.
"Sir? May I ask a question?"
"Go right ahead," he replied.
"Why aren't we just swimming outside? We're sea creatures, right?"
"Indeed, and?"
"Cogs don't need to breathe. The Elephantine wraith doesn't need to breathe either...right?"
The Wraith took that moment to make her voice known. "I remember when I did. I dislike remembering that I do not need to breathe now...but I never forget."
"Right," Psysquid rolls his eyes. "Now, let's see what the sea offers us on this fine day of bounty..."
The Behemoth catfishes stroll around the submarine.
"Oh Sebastian," a red haired mermaid exclaims, "I cannot believe father! The world above cannot be scary!" she thrusts her right hand upwards, towards the surface.
"Princess! Do not disobey your father's words!" Sebastian, a bright red half-human and half-crustacean creature, yells, "It's dangerous! No! STOP!"
The red-haired mermaid took a single powerful move with her tail, already smiling at the thought of seeing the world above...
And Charlie, the first Behemoth Catfish of the new clutch of eggs, chomped down on her upper half killing her on the spot.
Sebastian's eyes watched with wide and sheer terror at the scene. "PRINCEEESSSS."
Jackie, the second Behemoth Catfish, chomped down on the lower half as they waggled by.
"Well," Sebastian mutters. "The King has at least four other daughters...not like one more or less means anything."
Turning thoughtful, the hybrid wobbles away. "I'm not going to be the one to tell him
the newsthough."
Des Bonus:
Behemoth Catfish:+1+1+2*2=8
Gorloceros: +3
Wuffle Cog: 1.00
4 Guardogs: 1atk/2def
1 assault Cog: 1.50 Atk/ 0.25 Def
Elep. Wraith: 1.75
Figurehead: 2(axe)+0.50 (Ten)
Psysquid: 0.5
Snowstar: +1
Total: 1d12(4)+20.25+Unlimited Siren Works(6)+2(Naturally Psychic)= 32.25
1d12(9)+
Mermaid Warrior (
+8
Steel-Rank Weaponry (
+0.75*8=6
=23
+9.25
Enemy loses.
Eight powerful mermen rise wielding shining looking steel spears and javelins.
The power of science -and bullets- mixed with the power of the superior mind of the highly superior and extremely humble Psysquid however are far superior. -The repeated usage of Superior as an adjective to describe the high superiority and superior humbleness of the Superior Psysquid are of no meaning whatsoever.
Globs of still scorching hot lava rise from the surface of the volcano, forming long shackles that rip and rend their way through the enemy before it can even react. Furiously, the behemoth catfishes feast upon the charred remains of whatever defenses there were.
With a crash, the ground itself splits apart at the summit of the volcano. The underwater volcano appears to be erupting, releasing thick streams of scorching water that force a 'tactical' retreat. You do not know why the mermaid seemed keen on protecting that place, but as Psysquid...
From the ground, a voice lulls and calls. The temple opens at the base of the volcano, revealing marble columns and statues that hold no face...but far too many tentacles to count.
You are there, You,
Psysquid, are there.
Dark Advisor - Psysquid Event.You are no longer in the submarine. It must be some sort of psychic projection of sorts, because you feel light. You feel at ease in the place where even though there is water all around you, it isn't murky but crystal clear. You see as clearly as the day, your senses catching the subtle whispering of the waters around you as you admire the finely carved columns of marble and the well sculpted statues. You don't know why, but it feels
right to be there. It feels fine to be there. It feels...that this is your place, your home, your reality.
One thing catches your attention in particular.
The entrance of the temple is a pair of thick metallic doors, held close by four symbols that stand right in the middle of the double set of doors. In a blink, you're in front of them, not really having moved but now being able to see the symbols more clearly than ever.
But to you, those are not symbols.
They are
words.
Yellow King
Nihilism
Conflagration
SleeperYou feel as if you could choose one of the following names.
Then again, you are reminded that great powers...
Have prices attached.
But you feel fine. You feel...nothing bad is going to happen to you in particular. You're Psysquid. Nothing can go wrong.
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