JOHN is filled with DETERMINATION
I have all the time in all the worlds.
Contemplate ways to assemble legs. Give the design some thought. Try to give those a little more sole surface than the standard "stick leg". Preferably come up with something like the design posted earlier, or better. Then proceed to carefully manufacturing parts with instruments at hand.
There's some degree of irony that I've been toying with this game idea for quite a while but it comes out now right when another very popular game also comes out with a similar concept.
Some padding on the inside might also be nice.
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You make the legs and they are freaking perfect. Hell, they might be better than your shitty flesh legs used to be. They seem to move and act as though actually connected to you. You get no penalties while using them.
Hum a tune fit to fill my companions with DETERMINATION.
I imagine that your humming sounds like a
Theremin. "Yes, that will work very well. I just need to obtain the necessary materials to initiate the first several fire-based deaths. And I'd suppose the mechanism would work relatively the same for most any other ability. Yes, I see. Conventional systems of magic must not exist here, this is the realm of souls after all. If belief is what makes one strong... motherfucker. I should've been the one to kill the heart. Note to self, observe John for changes of any kind.
...perhaps this is linked to what I was doing with the plant. Greater numbers of ... FAITHFUL leads to greater powers, no doubt. Almost a self-perpetuating cycle if you can control your story enough. Which means attempts like lifting a pebble are meaningless, one requires grandiose displays to achieve anything.
...I recall something."
Go find the Engine Spirit.
"Engine Spirit. I recall you said you were created by someone, but not who exactly. Who was it that made you?"
"I was commissioned by The Conquering Great King to aid in the expansion of his kingdom. This form was created by an artisan, and my life was given by common decree. He decreed that I was alive and that I had the powers I do. And his subjects believed it."
Search around for some kind of entrance. If I see anything shiny, poke it with my deer shank and see what happens.
You're gonna be poking a lot of flowers then.
In any case, This scaffold has no entrance, but close inspection of the area near it reveals strange objects buried in the grass and soil. Small black rocks, smooth and oddly warm. When you move them, they seem to leave a faint reddish glow behind them.
"Yarrrr, what am I invisible, get back here you scurvy dogs ye forgot me. Yarrrr, well the rest of you can baton down the hatches, hoist the sails, and keep ye scurvy hands off me booty.
Try to order the rest of the warbeast crew around and while I'm at it will a parrot, eyepatch, and pirate hat into being.
The ordering doesn't go so well.
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Nor does that whole summoning your pirate paraphernalia