Turn 227
Doktor Diabolical:
"More than slightly ridiculous. Hm. I'll collapse it the first time I lose a safety. How about that..."
Ridiculous streak of luck continues.
CMP [4+1=5]
POT [2+1=3]
{Ritual power:41 Of it chaotic:8 Sacrifices left:3}
In many alternative universes, the streak of luck ended as soon as Doktor decided to stop when his streak did. In this one, the fickle fates seemed to be bent on making him break this promise, as aether matrix continued pooling energy without a single flaw attempting to enter its structure.
Three essences, if I'm not doing anything else. Then, Idunno, wander the Tower?
CMP [6+1+1=8]
POT [2+1+1=4]
CMP [1+1+1-1=2]
POT [6+1+1-1=7]
CMP [2]
POT [2]
LUCK [5+1=6]
Magus N.A. rose from his meditation and ventured out into the tower. He had enough power now, and thus came the next step, finding an idea. The tower seemed to completely fail for once, showing only purple corridors. But as he walked, an idea formed in Magus' head, the tower was an amalgamation of many types of magic being held together by aether. This being a duel grounds for mages, it was quite likely that there were various magical treasures everywhere. If he took over magic of a dozen types, what could be done to defend from them?
Huh. A chemistry lab, eh? Well, that's nice... Too bad I specialize in the strictly physical as opposed to the chemical. Well, I've been in here for a few minutes. I wonder how things are going outside?
Chorkinaan makes three essences and exit the tower... then gawks at the gray goo that's formed outside.
OH MY- th-that's gray Goo! who the hell is responsible for-...?
Chorkinaan points a finger intensely at Markus.
You there! Are you the one who's responsible for this disaster!?
CMP [5+1+1=6]
POT [4+1=5]
CMP [2+1+1-1=3]
POT [5]
CMP [2]
POT [3+1-2=2]
Chorkinaan, having finished his deals in the Tower, went outside to see the sun. And also what other mages had been up to. Mostly what other mages had been up to, but all that purple couldn't be good for the eyes. And as it turned out they were up to a whole lot. Someone had left gray goo by the entrance. Most irresponsible, it would eat the island within the day at this rate. Half hour average lifespan of a mage here notwithstanding, this probably also counted as littering. There was someone here, wielding an ax that looked kinda like nanobots who was probably responsible. Being environmental sort, Chorkinaan decided to go to a lengthy debate about what he did was wrong. Or stab the guy. Really, whichever was more convenient.
try to move the mud aside slowly with the shovel, grabbing anything interesting I see before the mud flows back, do this in as many places as possible
Seva put some more effort in shoveling muck, but little progress could be made. That persisted, until one particularly hard shovelful turned out to had been caught by an edge of a trapdoor. As Seva pulled the shovel and the trapdoor up, a ladder was revealed leading down into yet another dark room.
Attempt to shape the beak into a cluster of hyperbladecubes.
Cuberac, seeing exceptional hardness of the beak that was meant to dig through stone decided to do what anyone else would do in the situation; weaponize it. This plan ran into a slight hurdle in that the beak was so hard that the spell pretty much did absolutely nothing.
4 essences
CMP [3+1+1=5]
POT [6+1=7]
CMP [4+1+1-1=5]
POT [4]
CMP [3]
POT [6+1-2=5]
CMP [5+1+1-3=4]
POT [2+1-3=0]
Skeliborn, now experienced in multipersonal rituals knew what these things really needed. Power reserves. So power reserves he forged, pulling in power and hoping that any potential self harm would not start a loop with Blademail.
5 essences.
CMP [3+1+1=5]
POT [6+1+1=8]
CMP [6+1+1-1=7]
POT [6+1+1-1=7]
CMP [1]
POT [2]
CMP [3+1+1-3=2]
POT [6+1+1-3=5]
CMP [6+1+1-4=4]
POT [1+1+1-4=-1]
Gambler, by the example of Skeliborn, began also conjuring some power reserves. There were many things he wanted and this was going to be a trade paid with power.
"I'm not going to destroy the island like this. I'm using this because it's useful for a heck of a lot of things. The worst that will happen is some random place on the island where no one has set foot gets tunneled through or terraformed."
Grab a rock and throw it into the grey goo. Use my controller to direct the goo to strategically consume it so as to carve it, creating a somewhat small stone dagger.
Markus theatrically plucks the dagger from the goo and offers it to Chorkinaan for examination.
"You see my point?"
Then, use a spell to add more functionality to the grey goo, giving it the ability to reshape itself by moving and compressing/decompressing mass. Use one +1+1 essence, one +1 POT essence, and one +1 CMP essence.
Three essences afterwards.
CMP [3+1+1+1=6]
POT [5+1+1+1=8]
CMP [1]
POT [5]
CMP [5+1-2=4]
POT [6+1-2=5]
CMP [4+1-3=2]
POT [3+1-3=1]
Markus sighed as another skeptic appeared just after he had managed to convince the previous one. Maybe a practical example would help to get rid of them. He threw a stone at the gray goo and ordered it to carve out a small stone dagger. The other side did not seem too convinced. Well, he could also carve the truth on his skull, maybe that would help. Markus had better stuff to do and enchanted the goo to be able to move like a slime. An extra omnivorous slime, but an adorable one nonetheless.
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