Exist, for the lulz.
[5]
Yaaay.
Pull people into the Cheesistan universe to save them from destruction?
[1]
No teleporting for you.
Make the universe fail against my bluff check again.
((You again! Hey!))
[3]
yeah, nahActivate my superstation forcefields and turn them to full power, and then turn them up even higher! (I'll combat this antireality if it's the last thing I do!)
[5]
Drunk science intervention! Your station shudders violently, repelling back the antireality a good few thousand light years. The place is falling apart, but you've bought yourself a few minutes.
Duplicate whatever the hell that was.TIME TO HAVE ACID FUELED SHENANIGANS AT THE OFFICE!
[4]
WOOO!
((With this much drunk science hysteria going on, shouldn't all kinds of crazy shit be flying everywhere?))
Harness this drunken chaos to create a wave of opposite amplitude to cancel out the destructive wave!
((Yes, but I'm having trouble imagining it. This shit has to be
completely insane, and I can only get normal insane. Curse you, last scrap of sanity!))
[1]
The wave speeds up towards the drunkenness. Dammit.
Also, all matters of eldritch nonsense are occurring in the local area, like someone got a salt shaker full of SCPs and went to town.
CLONE ME: PREPARE FOR PARADOX.
[1]
No paradox detected.>Attack antireality through liberal use of energy-based danmaku firepower!
[4]
It works! For about two seconds.
"Yes mistress. Don't whip me mistress."
((alrighty, lay off the masochism before i drop a mountain on you))
[4]
Welcome to generic stinky peasant town. You enter the conveniently located blacksmith nearby.
"I want a sword.""Ah, a noble! Do you want this magnificent golden blade, forged by the greatest smith of our time? Only 2000 gold coins.""A-um... maybe something cheaper? What can I get for a hundred gold coins?"The shopkeep pulls out a rusty sword.
"Take it or leave it."You are now the proud owner of a sword.
Interrupt mr Reality
have you seen mr avatar?
[3]
Eh? Isn't that his material form next to you?He's pointing at the GM.
ABSORB CONSUMED REALITY
BE THE REALITY
[1]
It can't be digested. Plus you're sorta disintegrating apart out here, with no physics or space or time and whatnot.
With all my willpower, return to the edge of unconsciousness, turn on my back to look at the princess. Aim carefully, and throw the knife at her throat just before slipping back into unconsciousness.
[2]
Nope, you're unconscious. You wake up in a cage hanging over the side of the ship.
Pharika: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUcK
Last ditch effort! Warp to Dominaria, the plane that is ravaged by a temporal anomaly that MIGHT SLOW THE RESET.
[3]
Nope. The corruption eats time and space too, though weird shit happens around anomalies.
(What the fel is this then?)
The no-fourth-wall story of a completely deranged GM who is obsessed with potatoes, random crossover side plots, cataclysmic destruction and dairy products.
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