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[Pancaek]

((Right, that reminds me. Should probably deal with those))

[Aslandus]

((If we're going for an elaborate ending, without rolls, here's what keeper would do with his victory and subsequent dominion of earth.))

Beasts kill Keeper. Avenge me!

((Are you sure you don't want any rolls, Pancaek? Otherwise he could totally do that just out of spite, you can't stay in that library forever... Though I'll still have your actions for the turn take rolls at least))

Have cultists/police/army/inquisitros deal with Brok's beasts. Springtime cleanup, if you will.

Have myself and cultists help advance the knowledge and education of the human race

Build a monument and dedicate a few libraries to Big Dog

Pay special care to science. The Keeper would like nothing more than for his loyal minions to rule the stars.

[6] Your cultists attack the bears with great fervor, killing a few and the rest disperse. Some of your cultists are lost in the fight (-50 well trained cultists, -15 bears)

[4] Your chosen aid humans in discovering many secrets of the mind, and in the secrets of raising the dead. Your other cultists do the best they can, but are only able to do so much on their own. (human science advanced)

[1] Wait, did you mean Big Dog your friend and not a big dog? Whoops... (Large canine statue built)

[2] Sadly you are unable to explain nth dimensional geometry to the simple minded humans, who can't fathom more than the dimensions their physics can show.

End turn 18. Begin epilogue 1.
Winner: Keeper

[Pancaek]

you can't stay in that library forever...

((Like hell I can't. But yeah, do the epilogue as you see fit.))

[Aslandus]

((I think I'll give you guys 3 rounds to do what you want, I'll try to soften up bad results and blunt epic results a bit so the ending will be a bit more controllable but it's still up to you guys what to do))

Hm... well, for one, I said vegetative reproduction. Can't blame the poor buggers, really, considering I'm dead and all. Nevertheless!

Cultists! Supply the remnants of Big Dog to science! Like, biological science, so they can make more. Perhaps they can make something good out of them yet! They should be reasonably lively, after all.

[3] They manage to scrounge up enough to deliver at least part of your body to research and culturing labs, who successfully get your body cells to multiply and have enough material to supply research into eldritch biology. Though the immediate benefits are a bit lackluster, such as some cream that makes your skin glow in the dark, the long term benefits for things like medicine and perhaps cloning your body look promising.

Beasts kill Keeper. Avenge me!

[6] Your bears dive through the window of the great library and maul Keeper. Turns out some of that neurotoxin got into his cloak and the bears just swallowed a lethal amount. The falcons stayed back since they aren't fond of indoors (-35 bears, Keeper heavily damaged)

((remember, you can have your cultists patch you up... also, those falcons might be better used not directly attacking a skeleton in a cloak surrounded by his own followers, especially since they're not being buffed by your presence anymore...))

edit: dammit, forgot these guys again...

Inquisitors: build a Disaster Relief Center
[1] They accidentally destroy a hospital while trying to build a relief center. Some people quit out of fear of doing more harm than good (-50 Inquisitors)

[NAV]

Just go all out attacking Keeper. Hopefully we can end this like Hamlet. There's even poison!

[Harry Baldman]

Cultists: obtain successful careers in Big Dog-related media and similar enterprises, including the already burgeoning cell culture industry.

[Aslandus]

((Kinda need Pancaek to post what he's doing in the next hour or so, lest I be forced to make him repeat his prior actions))

[Pancaek]

((done))


Me and Keeper's chosen: fall back and have my chosen mend me

Other cultists + whatever police/non-cultists will heed my calling: Deal with the rest of Brok's menacing animals, then provide relief for the populace that has been hit by our little kerfuffle.

[Aslandus]

((done))


Me and Keeper's chosen: fall back and have my chosen mend me

Other cultists + whatever police/non-cultists will heed my calling: Deal with the rest of Brok's menacing animals, then provide relief for the populace that has been hit by our little kerfuffle.

[1] Your chosen accidentally open your wounds with their attempts to fix your broken bones, you are now dumping bones from your body onto the ground (mortally wounded).

[5] Your cultists use rocks sitting around to knock the birds out of the sky. Some falconry specialists manage to save a few of them from their injuries, and a few of your cultsits keep some as pets... non-Brok aligned pets, that is... The rest of the falcons are eaten by local wildlife (+5 falcons, Brok's falcons are gone)

End epilogue 1. Begin epilogue 2.

Just go all out attacking Keeper. Hopefully we can end this like Hamlet. There's even poison!

[irrelevant] Your birds are dead now and your power has faded from the world. You are gone, but not forgotten by mankind (*taps plays*). On the bright side, Keeper is bleeding out and the Hamlet ending will still happen as long as he can't mend himself.

Cultists: obtain successful careers in Big Dog-related media and similar enterprises, including the already burgeoning cell culture industry.

[6] They are able to get successful career marketing your brand and manipulating your eldritch genes into things. So successful in fact that they overproduce and oversell, to the point that there is little demand left. Everyone has your stuff, so nobody has reason to buy it. (market saturated, cultists wealthy).

[NAV]

Hey come on, I still had some bears left too!

[Pancaek]

Me: mend myself

All cultists: also mend myself. And don't fuck up this time, I'm not losing at the last minute because you incompetents made things worse

[Harry Baldman]

Ooh, try and fix the Keeper (or his remains) with the healing touch of Big Dog Stem Cell Treatments! Now a proudly offered service of Big Dog FutureTech Ltd.! Get your infusion of Big Dog today!

[Aslandus]

Hey come on, I still had some bears left too!

((They all died of poison, sorry. This is why I was keeping a score/inventory this whole time, I knew things were going to get confused if I left it up to memory.))

Inquisitors: retire
[irrelevant] The inquisitors decide their job is done and go back to their normal lives (-110 inquisitors).

Me: mend myself

All cultists: also mend myself. And don't fuck up this time, I'm not losing at the last minute because you incompetents made things worse

[2] You can't pull the bandages on fast enough to stop the bleeding of your essence. Your consciousness starts to fade from the world.

[1] They try their best but ultimately decide the only way they can help is to put you out of your misery (Keeper is dead).

End Epilogue 2. Begin epilogue 3.

Score: Winner = Keeper (even postmortem)
Big Dog: 95 wealthy empowered spirited cultists, Has been summoned, has destroyed 2 Orbs of Stalwart, 1 Orb of Storms, and 1 decoy orb, has glass shards, DEAD, knowledge of Binding and Shielding rituals, 20 inquisitors, market saturated
Keeper: 100 cultists, 550 well trained cultists, 60 Keeper's Chosen, 10 cultists in high places, Inquisitors would have a nuke if they were around, lightly damaged Grand library base, has been summoned, has a few piles of loose bones I forgot about, and 40 cultists who died in training, Brok's secrets, 50 raised cultists, has won, DEAD, 5 falcons
Brok: Brok summoned, giant hammer, has slain Big Dog, DEAD

Ooh, try and fix the Keeper (or his remains) with the healing touch of Big Dog Stem Cell Treatments! Now a proudly offered service of Big Dog FutureTech Ltd.! Get your infusion of Big Dog today!

[6] The injection fills the marrow of some of the more recent bones. As Keeper has no blood and therefore no way to actually regenerate even with super injections, he's still dead. However, a strange algal material grows on Keeper's remains and starts to sprout leaves and flowers along his bony carcass. It quickly overtakes what was once his body and a bizarre amalgam horror rises, what will you name this new monstrosity? And more importantly, should it try to add Brok's remains to itself to become even stronger?

[NAV]

Never mind

[Harry Baldman]

Let's name ourselves Kudzu, for poetry's sake.

And no, Brok's remains go in the bin, where they shall languish until they are taken to a landfill in New Mexico. There they shall properly mature for a while.

Then after, say, a year has passed, absorb these more palatable remains.

And then, hell, do whatever! But break the Orbs of Stalwart beforehand, just to be safe.