As you finish up the last bits of the signup form, you look up to see that you're definitely not where you were before. You're in some sort of vast grey stony plain, which is completely devoid of any significant features other than a river which flows in from the north and drains into some sort of seemingly bottomless pit. In a rough square shape around this area, the air is shimmering constantly, and as if to prove something a passing bird crashes directly into the distortion, falling to the ground outside of the square with a dull thud. Looks like nobody's going to be getting out of this one...
(Flimsy luk: 3+6)
As you spawn in this strange arena, the waiver that you signed changes shape in your hands, becoming a flashy red and black longbow made out of some sort of flexible plastic, with a shiny bowstring seemingly woven out of razorblades. Along with the bow is a quiver of arrows made of a similar plastic, but tipped with ominously swirling dark spheres instead of arrowheads.
(Derya luk: 6+1)
As you appear, your waiver becomes an intimidating rocket launcher which looks as if it was carved from a single piece of living stone. It has a strange snaking pattern across it in some sort of dark metal, and it's actually nowhere near as heavy as its appearance would make it seem.
(Dextrous luk: 5+6)
Your waiver becomes a large sphere of ash-grey crystal nearly the size of your head, which seems to both absorb and radiate light. Strange shapes can be seen swirling about inside of it, and you can swear that you can hear it hissing faintly like a serpent.
(Lucky luk: 5+5)
Your waiver flutters out of your hands before erupting into a column of bright orange flames, which seem to set fire to the stony ground beneath them, if such a thing is even possible. The column burns steadily, growing to roughly the size of a human being before stopping and waving about wildly, producing a voice which is definitely feminine but sounds more like the quiet whooshing of a furnace than a human voice.
"Hmmm? Well, this is certainly interesting. Not Shakespeare interesting, but interesting nonetheless. Note to self: Remember to tie myself to something heavy before attempting that spell again."Whatever it is, it doesn't seem to notice you yet as it talks to itself, although it's kind of hard to tell with it being a sentient pillar of flame and all.
(Derm luk: 1+6)
You're not sure about a hat, but your waiver becomes an elaborate robe made from something which seems suspiciously like human skin, covered in various crimson runes of all shapes and sizes. Putting it on, you find that everyone else suddenly has a faint red aura around them, which glows faintly like molten rock.
(Jordan luk: -3-3)
Your waiver transforms into a set of throwing stars which seem to be made from pressed and dried flowers. Despite this, they have surprisingly sharp edges, but their weight might become a problem if there's ever any sort of wind when you try to throw them.
(Pariah luk: 4)
Your waiver becomes a nice-looking leather chest-plate spiked with dozens of needles of various shapes and sizes. Sure it's not a weapon, but you've got a feeling that people will think twice about attacking you if you wear it.
(Davroz luk: 6+6)
Your waiver transforms into a large midnight-blue candy cane the size of a wizard's staff which levitates in front of you. Although it's a bit sticky to the touch, you immediately feel several times more powerful while holding it, and you realize that the inside of the cane's hook is sharp enough to work as a blade along with whatever strange candy-powers you may have obtained.
Red=Flimsy
Orange=Derya
Yellow=Dextrous
White=Lucky
Purple=Derm
Brown=Jordan
Pink=Pariah
Blue=Davroz
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Topic: Looter's Delight 2: I am the Lizard King (Read 36092 times)