Continue looking for organizations.
FORCE EVIL ORGANIZATIONS INTO BEING BY SHEER WILLPOWER
[3]
You make Evil Co.
The boss is an utter fuckwit.
Run!
[5]
You run back to the city. Evasion successful!
Right. So, this is basically either LOST or a paradise in which many attractive women are going to attempt to seduce me in order to steal my soul or something along those lines, yes?
[2]
Nope, you're stuck on a deserted island. Have fun.
pick up the Potato's and Sacrifice them to the GM.
[1]
The GM doesn't want your squashed potatoes.
HERETIC"It looks like this floor is starting to crack too. I don't mean to rush you, but I'd appreciate it if you could lower the rope quickly."
Stand still, wait for rope to climb up.
[6]
You stand perfectly still and look upwards as Liara lowers down a rope. It pokes you in the eye, and you start jumping around. The floor gives out and you fall an additional three floor, into a snowdrift.
"Idiot. Try and find a way back up, I'll get what I'm looking for in the meantime. Make sure you grab anything that looks valuable down there."Flee to safety. Send out distress signal.
[6]
Pirates rock up. Shit.
Create varmints, and then create a race who will play the part of the encroached-upon natives.
[2]
No creation for you.
RIP OUT OF MY LEMUR FORM AND FIND MY KILLER
[1]
YOU ARE A LEMUR NOW
NO BUTS
Directions to the shop's and knowledge of if there are any jobs in town.
[5]
You get what you need. The market is around the corner, and there's a job board just outside.
MAKE MIRACULOUS REPAIRS
[2]
NO
The shield world is starting to drift apart in space. All hands, abandon inverted planet.
Hold a fondue, then, to get into the scene.
[2]
You lack the cheese.
>Eh, just grow a gigantic tree using fairy magic next to the pile of vertical towers and make it the capital.
[6]
It falls down too. Fucking god damn it.
Steal the GM's fist of justice and use my fleet to destroy the evil cult of Fonduism!
[1]
You are promptly stomped for touching the FIST OF JUSTICE without using your manners.
Attempt removing a single PSI from the GM.
[5]
Adorable. I have an infinite supply of this shit anyway, no effs given.Phenax: "Extinguish all hope..."
Pharika: "What?"
Phenax: "Extinguish All Hope."
Erebos: "Untested... Volatile..."
Pharika: "I'm going to agree with the dead one. However, it KINDA worked before..."
Karametra: "Define 'kinda worked' for us, Pharika."
Pharika: "Let's just say I am REALLY glad that we're all Nyxborn."
Phenax: "So shall we?"
Erebos, Pharika and Phenax enter the sphere, warp, and pooling their energies cast Extinguish All Hope.
[5]
Boom go the aberrations. YAY TEAMWORK
Use the Nanoforge to create a heavy fighter spaceship.
[6]
You forget to make a fuel tank. Fuck.