Check to see what subplot this is. Is it a vacation subplot?
[6]
Well, you're on an island paradise, so maybe?
Panic before popping out of existence with a universe-wide telepathic popping sound.
[4]
Pop goes the monkey.
Wololo all of the Fonduists!
[1]
You lack the faith to do so. Fuck.
Extend the dragons life span and generally make it healthier!
I mean, I either get a bad roll or I get a dragon ally.
[6]
You inject it with lots of experimental drugs. Now it's insane and even more powerful. Nice job breaking it, hero.
Research implanting and removing PSI ability in others.
[6]
You make a massive amount of psionic abominations. They aren't happy.
Order Sinvara to reveal the positions of the remaining potatoist forces. Now use the shared war experience to convince the cat-people of a common defence and foreign policy.
[2]
Sinvara resists.
Nope, catpeople back to being lazy. FUUUUUU-
TRY TO ACTUALLY AIM THIS TIME.
DIE, HERETIC! DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!
RISE, AND KILL HIM IN THE NAME OF THE BLOOD GOD
[5]VS[2]
The scyther is kill! His head explodes like a ripe melon.
Wake them up, bring in Asax for good measure
[3]
They're all still asleep, and the monkey's gone. Fuck muffins.
What are you two doing here?
[6]
"Saving your sorry ass. We're also loading off some supplies from the Green Belt up north."Start working secret project!
[4]
PM me the details, and I'll make it happen. Otherwise, NONE FOR YOU
"Sure. It's the least I can do for accidentally trying to take your stuff."
Help Liara.
[5]
You get your own parka, a set of snowshoes, ice picks, some weird tube thing, and a set of ropes.
"Alright, the blizzard has died off now. We should get moving."You step outside of the bunker, and the glare from the snow temporarily blinds you. It subsides pretty quickly, though, and you can see a long plain of snow, with buildings coated with mounds of snow popping out here and there. Liara gestures to a snowmobile.
"My next target is a few kilometres away, so we'll take the snowmobile there. Can you drive one? Probably not."She jumps on the snowmobile and gestures you to sit on the back.
Erebos: "...Yes...Souls...Dead..."
Phenax: "Then I guess I'm up."
Phenax enters the sphere and warps.
[1]
They aren't all dead. One of them chases Phenax back through the portal. It's mere presence is screwing with your minds.
They've opened the door to laugh at me? Now's my chance! Rush inside, tackling the first person I see, stealing a weapon off him, then do as the Bride, or as the One, depending on the type of the weapon.
[3]
You run straight into a force field. They laugh harder.
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