"Honor to you, my friend! I am Derm, Sorceror and Ragesmith! Our purpose is combat everlasting! May all the men upon this earth fear our wrath!"
The Cold man Cometh.
Actions sent.
Indeed, sirs.
Actions!
Oh, right. I forgot. We're supposed to post when we PM actions. Action sent.
(Derm dex: 5-2)
(Sverrir dex: 5+4)
(Nicholas dex: 3+3)
(Flimsy dex: 1+6)
(Dextrous dex: 5+6)
(Dextrous dex: 3+6)
(Dextrous aff: 2+6)
(Sverrir dex: 6+4)
(Sverrir dex: 2+4)
(Nicholas dex: 1+3)
(Sverrir str: 1+6)
(Nicholas end: 4+3)
(Flimsy dex: 3+6)
(Derm dex: 2-2)
(Flimsy aff: 1+6)
(Derm str: 3-6)
Quick as a flash, Xantalos fires off a beam of light from his orb at Derm, but before the spell can connect Sverrir places one of his table-sized hands in the way, causing the beam to vanish in a shower of sparks.
"You see? No matter how strong the magic, I am even stronger! Now, let us cull the weak so that we may grow stronger still."With this, Sverrir charges at Nicholas, bringing his fist down in a massive arc. Unable to dodge, Nicholas braces himself and raises his arms, managing to block the blow, although the force of it is still enough to knock him backwards into the river of molasses.
"Aha, so you're not as weak as I thought. Well then, let's make this a good fight!"As Sverrir speaks, Flimsy takes the opportunity to fire an arrow at Derm while he's unguarded. The arrow smashes directly into Derm's chest and bursts apart, creating a miniature black hole which sucks the Ragesmith in, flesh-robes and all, before vanishing without a trace. Over to the north, Sverrir's boasting is cut short as his body solidifies into an enormous granite statue with a look of surprise frozen onto its face.
(Flimsy luk: 3+6+2)
As the black hole vanishes along with Derm, a tattered yellow and green cloak falls from the sky and flutters onto Flimsy's shoulders. Despite there being only a slight breeze, it flaps about as if a storm is raging, and upon closer inspection, it's actually made out of some sort of thick gas, which begins to pool around Flimsy's hands, covering one in yellow gas and the other in green.
Clear throat. Attempt rap again. Also, attack if anyone does so to me.
(Billy antics: 1-1) Perhaps you should quit while you're still breathing...
You try to rap again, but your
terribly
tied
tongue
tries
to
twist and
turn
towards your
trusty
teeth. Tonguetwisters aside, you end up biting off the very tip of your tongue and screaming in pain instead of rapping.
"...Fine."
Put the hat on and continue towards the dudes.
((I think Alena would be a bit more fitting for blue, considering her main colour is blue, and her mark on the map is blue...))
You put the hat on, instantly shrouding yourself in a thick mantle of darkness and organ-colored fog. It's a bit macabre, and the smell is absolutely disgusting, but you feel more powerful now... perhaps it has something to do with the long crimson tentacle which has suddenly appeared on your back, or maybe even the vaguely reptilian maw at the end of said tentacle, which sniffs the air hungrily as you approach Flimsy and Dextrous.
DERM IS DEAD! NOT FLIMSY WIZARD SPAWNS AS PURPLE!(Not luk: 3)
Not's waiver becomes a large yet completely ordinary dog, looking like some sort of absurd mix between a bear and a Basset Hound. The beast is easily the size of a Grizzly, and it tentatively sniffs at Not before sitting on its haunches, looking as majestic as something with ears longer than its legs can possibly look.
Red=Flimsy - Black hole bow, Pink diary, Gassous cloak - Fine
Orange=Billy - SMG - Missing front of tongue
Yellow=Dextrous - Orb of lasering - Fine
White=Nicholas - Amber staff - Covered in molasses
Purple=Not - Basset bear - Fine
Brown=Jordan - Nil - Fine
Pink=Scionox - Marching bass drum - Fine
Blue=Alena - Red mist tophat - Hungry tentacle sprouting from back
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Topic: Looter's Delight 2: I am the Lizard King (Read 36727 times)