Build trans-dimensional antenna to identify multi-dimensional secret groups operating in this galaxy.
[6]
You wake up a probe. You find a not so friendly group. Now their fleet is ransacking through the area, harvesting resources and shipping them back to their home universe.
Escape on my raptor, all the while praying for the Ultraversal Council to save this 'verse from metaphysical destruction. There's little I can do, but maybe, just maybe, there's someone else who doesn't want the 'verse to be destroyed.
Also, my apologies to the other players, but I may have ruined the game in just two turns.
Save the aforementioned 'verse from metaphysical destruction as a final apology.
Then that universe MUST be saved!!!
Led a dapper legion of dapper volunteers bearing tea to dapperly save the universe
(cause groupwork, I averaged them up. That means working in groups greatly increases your power, a feature from back in the days when everyone was trying to kill each other. I'll just warp in a billion omni-avatars if you ninnys get out of hand.)
4 + 5 + 6 / 3 = 5
An omni-avatar is hovering above the portal, a dapper legion is damaging the rift and the snake thing is messing with reality. The omni-avatar throws in a quantum potato and explodes the rift. The snake has reality burn (do NOT ask).
Problem solved. Vacation time!This is unacceptable.
Recruit mr. avatar, mutate flame resistance.
[2]
The avatar found the chocolate dimension. He's not coming back anytime soon, if ever.
Unfreeze myself. Give the Potatos large, muscular bodies in exchange for their servitude.
[3]
You're unfrozen by the heat of reentry. Roast eldritch pain elemental anyone?
Either way, you're too stuffed to grant powers.