TURN 3...Retry possessing the sink
No, I have a better idea.
Possess the Chaos Marine's sword, turn it into milk a popsicle a fudgesicle.
1You leave the house, stalking through the streets in search of an opportunity for mischief. When you see the two Marines fencing, you have your chance. You enter the Chaos Marine's sword and attempt to turn it into a delicious treat. Unfortunately, the confusion of the battle merged with taking a new form throws you off, and black flames creep along the blade as you accidentally imbue the sword with Shadow magic.
Eliphas's power sword now gives +1 to attack rolls using it.Retry! With my cooking skills, I should be able to cook just as well!
2You clomp around the kitchen for a while, but struggle to adjust for cooking with your new hooves.
Pull a hand into your trench coat and retrieve a book you almost forgot you had to return it today.
Then run towards the store.
6You run up to the counter, sling the book into the clerk's hands, and leap out the window behind her in one graceful movement. You dart through traffic and make it to the store. The neon glow of its sign illuminates the entrance. You crash into the door. You lay on the ground for a moment with a bruised shoulder. Apparently this door was a bit tougher than the others. The doors automatically slide open as you stand up, brush yourself off and enter.
Put face in milk. Win game.
1Victory was imminent. The milk was before you. You raised your head to splash it down into the milk. It seems you misjudged your aim by a hair. You smash your head into the floor, opening a crack leading to the basement. The milk begins spilling down.
"You should try harder, lapdog." Said Eliphas while touching his gash.
Draw the power of Khornate Daemons, granting me +2 to any melee attack for 3 turns.
Do a combo of 4 powerful horizontal sword swings and finish with stab in the chest
6Summon the Emperor's divine form to assist me.
If that fails, pray to the Emperor to grant me a +3 to defense rolls for the next 2 turns.
2(Like I said earlier, I'll want to decide how much things are worth in bonuses. This time, I'll let CrocAndBearLover have +1 for his next turn since he succeeded.)
6+1 vs 1Guilliman and Eliphas call out to their respective lords for assistance, and then fall back to battle. Eliphas marvels as that apparent Warp daemon from home blesses his sword and launches a berserk assault. He rains unpredictable blows that hammer through Gulliman's defense. With a thrust, the Chaos Marine impales his counterpart through the lung. Eliphas's sword lodges firmly in the wound as Gulliman falls to one knee. The Ultramarine calls out to the Emperor, but no help seems to materialize. A siren begins to wail nearby.
(Gulliman takes -1 on strenuous actions until his wound is dealt with.)
Name: Zibnob-loobroq-blingulon XXXI
Description: A gray alien who has been abducting cows for many years as milk is the finest delicacy of all to his species
Why do you want milk: As noted, milk is the finest of all delicacies for his species, but he is forced to deliver any cows he abducts to his home planet mars(or as they call it, "Planetoid Zeta-Alpha-Gamma-Theta-Omega-Delta-Beta-Omicron") before he can extract the milk!
Warp down to planet in brilliant disguise(otherwise known as an oversized trenchcoat, a fedora, and a very large fake moustache), and search for a store from which to procure milk
after all, if he were to abduct milk onto his flying saucer, his homeworld would know, and would take it from him.
(Poor guy.)
6You warp down in an alley behind a human marketplace. Peering around a corner, you see a human run up to the entrance and bounce his cranium off the portal before entering. Not wanting to look suspicious, you mimic the ritual and enter.
CRY FOR A BIT
THEN COMPOSE MYSELF AND BEGIN FASHIONING BEDSHEETS INTO ROPE
5There's a time to weep and in the face of great tragedy, tears can be needed. However, soon the time is past. Now is the time for action. You tie your bedsheets together with grim determination.
IF SUCCESSFUL, SECURE ROPE TO HEAVY FURNITURE IN PREPARATION TO CLIMB FROM WINDOW TO STREET
2You tie the rope to a floor lamp. That might count as stable, but you have your doubts.
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