((POTATOES IS PLURAL, I GET THE WHOLE SET!))
Pharika: Tap all the Moxen and summon a Maelstrom Archangel. End my turn.
[1]
It doesn't work. They are actually the shell of the Moxen filled with potatoes.
>Reinvent the television, and procede to watch bland soap opera reruns.
[6]
OH DEAR LORD ONE HAS A GOOD PLOTLINE
YOU MUST WATCH ALL OF IT
HE INTENDS TO PEEL ME!!! THE HORROR!!!
Smash against the cupboard doors in a panic to get them open.
[1]
The GM grabs you.
Alright, since I can't plant you, it's potato fondue time!
((I know that their not with chaos, that was just to get the imperium's aid, and am I basically broadcasting the message "We come in peace, kill us, kill us"?))
Ask the galactic federation for a fleet, with the enterprise as it's flagship. ((I bet that this will blow up in my face as well.))
[3]
NO SEAL
They give you a laser gun instead and send you off with a blessing.
Continue rerolling for understanding/god-event.
((Do I have to retype this each time?))
I have a mom?
[6]
You subsequently annoy Zeus and he throws lightning at you. PAIN
Your mom? Um, no.Okay, GM: Sacrifice of all interesting artifacts to you (and a celebratory fondue in your honour) in return for removal of the collar and a bonus to all economic and military rolls. Whaddya think?
[1]
NO.We Are Our Avatars: Wheeling & Dealing with the GM
Stealing, danke schon.
...
It's gonna be tough but I'm not going to emasculate him by showing him how a real man chats up women.
((urge to railroad plot rising))
[6]
Instead, you tell all of his girls that he's two-timing them. Cue the quantum slaps. The upper class twit then challenges you to a duel, while calling you a stupid peasant.
Search for magical potato-based artifacts.
[1+3]
You find several common ones. Eh.
Search for a healing potion.
[6]
You find one firmly inserted between your buttcheeks.
Amazing! That's not even physically possible being that I am an x-dimensional impressionistic beast that looks like a scribble and has no buttcheeks what so ever. That said, who shoved a potion into my ass?
Break potion bottle with powerful glutes, absorb potion through ass-skin.
[5]
ROAR
You absorb healing potion. Full regen!
SCREW A RANDOM PLAYER OVER
[6]
YOU SCREW LOLFAIL0009 AND YOURSELF OVER
HE AND YOU NOW HAVE TO FIGHT THE GM'S AVATAR, OR FACE IMMEDIATE PLOT PUNISHMENT
Upgrade armor technology: Sanghelli level -> Dalek level
[2]
NO SEAL! Take smaller steps.
KILL THE BEARS
[3]
TOO MANY BEARS
SCREW A RANDOM PLAYER OVER
((What got into you?))
The spirit of amusing the GM.
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