Tests pyrokenesis outside of hospital to make sure it still works.
[3]It does not. Could just be because you're dehydrated still.
* LordSlowpoke cracks neck
EQUALLY DISTRIBUTE LEFTOVER RESOURCES TO THE PEOPLE'S REVOLUTION IN ORDER TO ACQUIRE LEADERSHIP
[6]GOOD JOB. You are now the Secretary General or something...
Inject pheromone directly into veins of test subjects.
Destroy the patriarchy and the kyriarchy, for fun.
[6]It works about how you'd expect: which is to say you get to watch your test subjects going mad with lust.
[4]Kyriarchy done. Patriarchy prevails.
Me: Learn another PSI technique
Super Six-year-old: Become immune to kryptonite.
[8]You learn PSI Magnet without learning how to control it. You drain all of Superkid's Ki/Mana/PP/Whatever the hell we're calling it.
[AUTO] It isn't in your nature to be immune to kryptonite.
((I used the robots as a character. I see them as a hivemind.))
Kevak: disassemble the robot with elemental powers.
Equius: break things.
Sollux: get bored.
[6]Bye-bye automaton guy.
[5]You carefully and delicately hold a single bone china tea-cup drinking a curious tea from within. Then an explosion rocks the ship from where Kevak "disassembled" the robot. You break the handle off of the tea-cup and it crashes to the ground. You lament your brutal overSTRONGness. You hop to your feet in frustration, accidentally kicking the chair into the wall. It explodes on contact. D:
[AUTO]* already bored *
Cultists: Heal from wounds.
Cultists: If that fails try again!
[8]You consume strange mushrooms which heal you completely but cause you all to grow into giants and see things.
Lyeos: One more time...
Lyeos: Try harder...
[6]This time, now that Hazel-eyes has gotten back into the hang of things, a brilliant automaton is formed. It looks and functions much like a regular human, including using a synthesis involving sugar to power the robot and having a complex pseudo-digestive system.
"Hmm... that's pretty much how I look... Except the hair isn't quite right and I'm a little taller. And why did you make my breasts so big, you perv?" * slaps Lyeos *
"Why is that even such a big deal in this century!?"START UTILIZING THE STRATEGY
APPOINT THE OTHER SCIZOR AS MY SECOND IN COMMAND
[2]You're getting pwned by the Cheesistani Army right now.
[2]He has fled and is hiding.
More potato shield worlds!
Spread potato people on Earth.
[2]NO!
[6]Okay. They land in Cheesistan, Kansas, Alberta, and Eire. Also, the group that went to Eire crashed into Big Ben. ( Because every time anything with aliens happens in the U.K. Big Ben takes a dive. )
Tune: Summon a peaceful Bahamut to be my pet
Tune: fix any damage the explosions and such may have done to Arcadia
[4]Uhhh... It summoned ok. And it's not immediately gonna blow everything up this time. It's also not gonna be your pet whatsoever, and tells you as much before flying away.
[8] You're no fun, not letting me do the exBROsions and wording your rolls so that they're hard to make go screwy. Anyway, "'Tis a long and arduous process, taxing the resources of Arcadia such that all of the scientists, janitors, and cheese-makers cannot fulfill their duties because they are fixing the explosions. Your kingdom suffers, sire."
Use Necromancy to become GUPPY (I mean, I'm already half big cat, why not go full blast?)
AYYY RASPUTIN, LETS GO GRAB A DRINK, YEAH?
[6]YOU SUMMON FORTH THE DARK POWERS OF THE PET CEMETERY, COMMANDING THE DECEASED FELIDS TO
ARISE!!!! THEY COME NOW FROM THE DEEPEST DARK OF HADES TO ATTACH TO YOUR ALREADY TITANIC BODY IN A GIGANTIC CAT BEARD. YOU BECOME THE ZOMBIE CATBEARD. (( If you had gotten a seven, you would've made it all the way to Guppy. ))
[4]"Aughaugughhaa... * Russian gibberish *" You don't know if that was a yes or no.
Giegue: Give Maria a hug
Giegue: Finally find a place to relax... you need it so badly
[3]No... your weird psychological whatever won't let you show your affection physically right now, even though you deeply want to. You don't have the energy to fight it right now, so you don't.
[6]You find a dark, quiet place to finally rest.