... Well, TIME FOR MORE ALCOHOLISM!
[6]
Party ensues. Welcome to New Folsom.
existentially question existence. Also attempt to communicate with the meat abomination standing before me
"He-llo" (wave hand)
"I (point to self) am a Hu-man"
[1]
You say that then freak the fuck out.
Apologize to Avatar. Calm down Monkey
[4]
You just manage to calm him down. No more glowing eyes. He's back to the chocolate eating.
If he succeeds on his roll to calm me & the avatar,
Resume being bored/curious/mischevious.
Otherwise,
Continue being psycho, eat his face.
[5]
You look through the portals. You see thousands of unknown worlds phase in and out and many unknown types of chocolate float into the avatar's mouth.
Ask her this:
"Would you like to try for one..?"
[6]
You-know-what ensues. You got not twins, not triplets, but octuplets, lol.
Attempt to ally with the avatar using telepathic flattery.
[2]
You flatter the avatar. He is not pleased and tells you eldritch knowledge. Enjoy your mind rape!
Suck iiiiitGo to /tg/ to get a way to stop this mary/gary sue!
[1]
GM transport block!
One, its my overpowered avatar, not me. I am the Mary Sue, you silly goose. Two, he's more like a primary antagonist that everyone is befriending instead, which is funny. Three, /tg/ will just spam "WARP TO W40K UNIVERSE LOOOOL ROFL" "Goddamnit."
Call for Fighter, Thief, and Red Mage!
[3]
You ask for support, and they send you a gift wrapped potato.