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[lemon10]

Examine nearby creatures for magical potential, if one is found offer it my eternal servitude.

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Golem Core: 1200 EU max. Current: 380 EU [-20/turn: variable]. Operating at 100% capacity. Magic Reactor ONLINE.

Name: Glom.
Race: Golem-Golem. Size Varies. Variable Composition, Literal-Minded, Autonomous Parts, Golem Core [SH-Batteries, M.Batteries]. --Speed.
Age: 800 (780 inactive)
Stats: +2 Strength, +1 Toughness, -1 Wit, -1 Speed.
Skills: +1 Unarmed [/Melee].
Current Size: Large.
Composition: 1 Steel Golem [medium, +Armor, +Fitness, -Wit.]. 1 Clay Golem [small, +Agility, -Toughness]. 3 Stone Golems [tiny, +Fitness, -Agility], 2 Copper Golems [tiny, +Logic], 4 Stone Golems [diminutive, +Toughness, -Agility], 3 Tech Golems [diminutive, +IQ, -Toughness], 4 Iron Golems [diminutive, +Armor, +Fitness, -Wit], 6 Water/Ice Golems [diminutive, +Agility, -IQ], 3 Cloth Golems [minuscule, +Wit, -Fitness], 1 Wood Golem [minuscule, +Dexterity, -Logic].
Traits/Flaws:
Literal minded: As a golem, Glom cannot comprehend puns, lie (although he does understand them), or break his word.
Variable composition: Depending on the makeup of his constituent golems, Gloms stats (and even traits) may vary.
Self repair: Gloms golem core (which is itself made up of tiny golems) is capable of creating extra golems to replace the lost golems out of applicable resources, or changing the makeup of already existing Golems.
Autonomous Parts: Glom's golems are able to break off and act independently of him, however, Glom's intelligence is the combined sum of all his golems, and thus all golems broken off are extremely stupid.

[DontBanTheMan]

Turn 2

Search for an entrance to the control tower, maybe use a vent if no obvious entrances are found.

Also attempt to recall what spells I have.

You look for an entrance to the control tower. PERCEPTION: [7 + 1(Wisdom)] = 8
Spotting a door, you travel over to it and attempt to enter through it. Unfortunately, however, it is locked.

Trying to recall what spells you have, you check your compartment - and sure enough, your spellbook is still there! New Section: Inventory. +Spellbook

PERFORM: [2+2(Singing+Charisma)] = 4
"I ain't happy / I'm feeling glad / I've got sunshine / in a bag..."

Run in another direction, then retry actions:
Prevent others from following the same route.
Take inventory.
Explore new surroundings.

Hoping to find another route through the crates, you run in a different direction. NAVIGATION: [6] = 6, RUNNING: [4 - 2(Speed)] = 2.
You carefully make your way through the boxes, at last arriving in a space cleared of obstructions. Turning around, you try to knock a few crates into the way of the path. STRENGTH: [3 - 1(Strength)] = 2
...but are not strong enough to do so. You shrug and take inventory. LUCK: 2
Besides the clothes on your back, you have nothing of interest on your person.

Attack any meatsacks in range by kicking them, and pound my fists against the roof. Make sure not to hit the golem or hovering objects. Non-meat things might be valuable allies.

Go kill one of the non-sentient animals with rain of death, so I might find out what it does.
Death [4]

Rune decides to kick at a nearby meatsack, (roll) some guy cowering behind a crate. UNARMED: [3 + 1(Unarmed) - 1(Dexterity)] = 3 VS DODGE: [6 - 2(Speed) + 2(Size)] = 6
The kick misses Alejandrus by a few meters, but is close enough to scare the living shit out of him. He drops whatever he was doing and takes cover behind a different side of the crate.

Rune: You feel a strange sensation in your OS. WISDOM: [8 - 2(Wisdom)] = 6
The following image can be seen: "(/)*??*(/)" You are unsure where it is coming from or what its intentions are.

Continue hiding, and try to find a weapon, or something to make a weapon out of.

You continue hiding amongst the crates, and loot them to find a potential weapon. LOOTING: [1 + 1(Wisdom)] = CRIT FAIL
While leaning out of the crate to loot another one, your, ahem, weight knocks it over! REFLEX: [7] = 7
The crate drops a few feet, spilling its contents out. You tumble out atop a cascade of water bottles.

Look for anything.

You look around for anything of note. PERCEPTION: [10] = OVERSHOT
Seeing a door through which to escape the room, you run over to it. It slides open as you approach, revealing the four soldiers on the other side. Their weapons are aimed directly at you.

Examine nearby creatures for magical potential, if one is found offer it my eternal servitude.

You look around for any magical creatures. PERCEPTION: [9] = CRITICAL SUCCESS. +10 XP (Wisdom)
There's a guy who appeared to be casting a spell before being assaulted by a giant robot, a floating pile of debris, and a small robot holding a spellbook. Take your pick (answer takes place retroactively).

Begin moving toward another crate. Look for possible threats as well. If I can get to another crate, attempt to open it. Unless its wood, then absorb it.

You move toward another crate, which is a short distance away. It is made of... 7
...metal, so you try to access its contents. LOOTING: [5 + 2(Wisdom)] = 7
Throwing off the lid, you are met with a bunch of books.

Meanwhile, you look for possible threats. PERCEPTION: [4 + 2(Wisdom) - 1(Multitasking)] = 5
There's a giant bronze robot; that appears to be the only major threat.

Leave the area, stay in shadows if possible.

You begin to leave the area, keeping to the shadows as much as you are able. STEALTH: [1 + 2(Dexterity)] = CRIT FAIL
Moving behind a tower of crates, you accidently knock it over! It topples toward you... REFLEX: [9 + 1(Speed)] = CRIT SUCCESS. +20 XP (Speed)
...but you easily move out of the way and into another shadow. You are near the edge of the room now.

Investigate the vest and tome for problematic effects.  Absorb the battery.  Mana is life.
The Colossus feels a presence attempting to communicate.
(/)*??*(/)
Inspect the general surroundings as much as I don't already know.

Thing absorbs the battery. +50 EU Max, +200 EU.

Thing then investigates the vest and tome. M.Identify: [6 + 2(Knowledge) - 1(Difficulty) - 2(No Tools)] = 5
The vest appears to be (roll) a minor magic item; from what Thing can tell, it is ELEMENTAL and contains protective spells. The tome is a book containing Astral knowledge. Thing does not believe either item is cursed (Communication is player-based; feel free to converse between turns if you are able to figure out how).
Thing is too busy to investigate the surrounding area.

[TheBiggerFish]

Absorb both, then.
Investigate the surrounding area.

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Magic Core:
EU:290/450
Name: "AUGH WHAT THE HECK IS THAT THING", "Thing" to anyone that has managed to survive their encounter with it.
Race: Sentient Magical Anomaly. Size Varies, Inorganic. Amorphous [limited, costs EU], Natural Weapon [misc. pointy bits], Made of Magic [vulnerable to certain magic, can sense magic], Bound Magic [cannot use learned magic, can use any magic items absorbed by it at a large bonus], Absorb Item [may absorb magic items and spells (IF APPLICABLE: not always!) to restore health and increase power], Magic Core [absorbed magic, M.Batteries]. XP Cost: N/A. May only gain skills through absorption.
Age: About 2 months.
Stats: +2 Knowledge, +1 Logic, +1 Wisdom, +1 Dexterity, -1 Toughness, -1 Strength.
Skills: +2 Magic Usage [absorbed items].
Languages: Telepathy (projecting images into the minds of others; must learn words before telepathic communication. Until then, only images).
Current Shape: Sphere.
Current Size: Small.
Absorbed Abilities: Ray of Destruction [/void], Valor [/holy], Read Mind [/arcane], Immolation [/elemental], Boil [/elemental].

Crime: Existing inside a prison world.
Bio: After a particularly vicious fight between mages, a leaky magic battery interacted with a damaged spellbook and the remnants of some golems, giving birth to what appears to be a haphazard mishmash of magical items floating within an octarine glow.

[Coolrune206]

Rune looked around. Something had tried to communicate with him. Something had also avoided his sweet foot based justice, but that would have to wait until later. He puzzled over on how to communicate back. Ah, wait! He had the perfect idea! Rune began scraping his joints together noisily, rubbing the rough metal together creating a loud screeching noise. He hoped that it would not only communicate that he had understood the message, but also to deafen any annoying living things nearby until he could obliterate them!

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Power Control: 8000 EU max. Current: 810 EU [-50/turn]. [DAMAGED: Unable to overcharge cells; Operating System must be at 75% capacity].

Name: Rune
Race: Bronze Colossus. Huge, Inorganic [bronze]. Arm-Weapon [Laser Cannon], Power Control [Advanced], Internal Operating System, Reactor Core [uranium], Powered [nuclear, solar, SH-Batteries] Armor Plating [4]. +Fitness, -Agility, -Wit.
Gender: N/A
Age: Several thousand years
Stats: +3 Strength, +2 Toughness, -1 Dexterity, -1 Speed, -2 Wisdom.
Skills: +1 Laser Cannon (Charging, Aiming), +1 Unarmed Combat [/Melee].
Traits/Flaws: Reckless. Due to the fact that the Bronze Colossus is inhuman and almost AI like, an IQ test (logic roll) must be taken whenever he will take an action that will unnecessarily put his life at risk, to see if he himself stops himself.
Laser Cannon: Charge, -100/charge. Max 5 charge. [OFFLINE: Operating System must be at 60% capacity].
Operating System: Conducting analysis. Self-repair on standby. Damaged [47% capacity].
Reactor Core: Capacity 200 units. Current: 67 units [-1/turn]. +40 EU/turn.* (Already calculated into the EU/turn)

Crime: Destruction of DF 95, Destruction of an Aetherworld Prison.
Bio: After he destroyed the dome of the original Aetherworld Prison, Rune was hit with many large chunks of the dome. He became trapped, and separated from a good deal of his body. Over time, utilizing the self repair module, he repaired the pieces he found, and used a small GPS to locate the other pieces, which he accessed by reprocessing what parts of his body he did have into a wheel. Eventually, after regaining all of his limbs and various body parts (Minus a chunk of his torso he never located), he activated the self-repair module and went into somewhat of a hibernation mode, set to wake whenever all of his systems were re-functional. During the hibernation he became almost fully repaired, although the laser cannon had been heavily damaged and as it was not of his origin, he could not repair it to exactly the way it was: The laser cannon is no longer nearly as powerful as it once was.

[TheBiggerFish]

Continued expressions of confusion emanate from Thing towards Rune.

[Coolrune206]

Rune printed a question onto his OS: "Identity?", wondering if the Thing could understand messages written from its OS as it had sent a message to his OS.

[TheBiggerFish]

Expression of confusion mixed with the beginning of a spark of understanding.  Request of more information.  Scene of someone going "AUGH(etc.)"

[Coolrune206]

Rune replayed every video log of him annihilating a living being or destroying buildings from his experience in the Aetherworld prison. He communicates joy every time an organism is destroyed, and pleasure when a building topples.

[TheBiggerFish]

The sense of wrongness as of disappointment when a building failed to be knocked down.

[Coolrune206]

Rune decided to put this conversation on hold. Not enough blood had been spilled yet, not enough bodies pulped! He lashed out viciously at any nearby organisms with his feet and single hand, while firing a weak, uncharged laser at more distant foes.

[Zormod]

Try to open the crates, examine next room.

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Power Control: 240 EU max. Currently 120 EU, -5 EU/turn.

Name: X-297, "Wraith"
Race: Assasinbot. Medium, Inorganic. Secret Compartment [small], Arm-Weapon [Kinetic], Power Control [SC-4 Batteries]. +Agility, -Fitness.
Gender: Robotic male
Age: 2
Stats: +2 Dexterity, +1 Speed, +1 Logic, -1 Wisdom, -2 Toughness.
Skills: +1 Firearms [all], +1 Repair [/fabrication].
XP:20(Speed)
Crime: Assassination and other related crimes.
Bio:This bot was stolen shortly after production, resulting in it being on the blackmarket quite frequently. It was captured by the authorities after it's latest owner ordered an attempt to kill a galactic leader that was travelling nearby. The bot looks like a standard assassinbot,a thin black model with a visor shaped eye and reverse jointed legs, but has a thin stripe of dark purple on it's left shoulder.

[wipeout1024]

Get out of the pile, and continue to look for a weapon, and try to stay away from others.

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Thirst: 49/100 (+3/turn)
Hunger: 46/100 (+2/turn)
Fatigue: 43/100 [F: 0] (+1/turn).

Name: Aadhaya Gupta
Race: Human. All skills cost 80% XP.
Gender: Female
Age: 45
Stats: +1 Wisdom, +1 Logic, +1 Strength, -2 Speed, -2 Toughness.
Starting Skills: +2 Physics [/science], +1 Knowledge (Navigation), +1 Golf [/sports][/b]
Traits/Flaws: Rotund. You have a larger figure, and this gives you a penalty to Speed (-1 Speed).
Outspoken. You tend to say you what's on your mind, giving a bonus to Perception, but a slight penalty to Charisma.
Inventory:
3 water bottles (full)
4 cans (beans)
Crime: Murder
Bio: Aadhaya used to be a promising physicist, but when she found out one of her rivals was getting her ideas, she murdered them, to make sure she was the one to get the recognition. She was found out, and was sent to the Prison.

[Peradon]

If I see rune trying to obliterate me, move away with as much speed as possible, preferably taking the shape of a horse.

If I'm not being targeted:

See if I can identify the books. If so, and some are spellbooks, attempt to read them. If not, absorb them all. Afterwards move toward the edge of the room.

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Hunger: 36/100 (+2/turn)
Fatigue: 43/100 [F 0] (+1/turn)
Size [Small; 30/100]

Name: Blorn
Race: Yellow Slime. Size Varies, Organic. Absorption, Acid Trail, Shapeshift, Acid Gush. +Toughness, -Speed.
Gender: N/A.
Age: 2
Stats: +2 Toughness, +2 Wisdom, +1 Strength, +1 Speed, -1 Dexterity, -2 Knowledge.
Skills: +1 Absorption [/slime], +1 Shapeshifting [/slime].
Current Size: Small.
Absorption: Currently up to hardness: wood [up to one size category smaller].
Traits/Flaws: Being a slime, Blorn is fairly slow. He does leave a trail of acid wherever he goes though.

Crime: Absorbing several small villages, attempting to absorb largely populated towns.
Bio: Blorn was created by a mad scientist, who, in the last days of his life, wished to create something he could call his offspring. So, he created Blorn, a slime, made of acid. Blorn, not having any special feelings toward his "father", decided he wasnt fed enough. After the digestion of flesh and bones, Blorn began to wander the wild. He ate anything and everything in his path, making him very large. At one point in his lifetime, he became large enough to engulf small houses, which he did with glee. Then, he ate villages. It was about this time that he was picked up by the Multiverse Officials. They managed to get his mass down to a more reasonable size, and then sent him to the Aetherworld prison...

[IcyTea31]

Make sure I'm out of sight. If not, reun further away.

If safe, open a few crates, looking for food and water.

Eat and drink my fill if possible.

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Thirst: 49/100 (+3/turn)
Hunger: 46/100 (+2/turn)
Fatigue: 44/100 [F: 0], (+1/turn)

Inventory:

• Top hat (equipped)
• 1 can of food

Name: Der Heldentenor
Race: Human...?
Gender: Male
Age: Appears to be around 30, but records of similar personae exist starting from the late 18th century.
Stats: +2 Knowledge, +1 Charisma, +1 Dexterity +1 Toughness, -1 Strength, -2 Speed.
Skills: +1 Perform [Singing], +1 Perform [Dancing], +1 Disguise, +1 Magic [Dance].
Traits/Flaws: Live Through Song: Communicates through loud singing. Unable to be subtle, but enough audacity can compensate; for example, the operetta number With catlike tread is a valid sneaking strategy. When communicating, must roll a Singing check; success gets the message across, while failure results in a mixed message or annoyed recipient.

Crime: Repeatedly disrupting order and halting production on several planets with spontaneous yet choreographed, hypnotic opera numbers.
Bio: "Seriously, I made the greatest flash mob ever and you're locking me up for it?" This odd character has appeared around the world for a long, long time, usually in a protagonist role in various operas and musicals. But what happens when the curtain is lowered and the play ends? Where do the characters go? What if an actor...wasn't acting? What if that 'actor' leaves the theatre? The fourth wall has broken a few times, leading to sudden song and dance numbers in the streets, with everyone knowing the lyrics and choreography despite having never rehearsed. Those incidents always have someone behind it. Der Heldentenor is one of those someones.

[H4zardZ1]

Dodge any attacks