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[voliol]

Fedelmid looks to the side to see a screaming lump of skinless human, presumably one of the other colonizers. It is terrifying.

"...Holy shit."
"......Well, I'm sorry about this, but I don't think I can save you in any other way."

Chug the skinless human back into another healing pod.

[Nirur Torir]

"Don't worry guys, it's just horrible plant-plague goo. I got this!"

Use plant magic to render the still-dormant plant seeds inert so there's no need for a full quarantine.

[Yottawhat]

"You know what, I think I'll be fine to go on another mission right now."

Head into World 8.

[ATHATH]

Fedelmid looks to the side to see a screaming lump of skinless human, presumably one of the other colonizers. It is terrifying.

"...Holy shit."
"......Well, I'm sorry about this, but I don't think I can save you in any other way."

Chug the skinless human back into another healing pod.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHHHHH IIIIITTTTT HHHHUUUUUUURRRRTTTTSSSSS AAAAAAAAUUUUUGGHHHHH WWWWWHHHHHYYYYYYYYY AAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGHHHHH HHHHEEEEEELLLLLPPPPP MMMMMEEEEE"

Train my resist pain skill. Let voliol drag me into a healing pod. If the second healing pod doesn't help me, create a new skin for myself out of (solid?) air (using my air magic skill).

[ATHATH]

"Don't worry guys, it's just horrible plant-plague goo. I got this!"

Use plant magic to render the still-dormant plant seeds inert so there's no need for a full quarantine.

Eh, we should probably go for a full quarantine anyway. I mean, what if they reactivate later or you missed a few or something?

Maybe the muck copies whatever mana type we try to draw from it or our magic skills, then produces an effect based on that? Maybe Yotta was slowly turning into a bug or something.

[IronyOwl]

Base Faff: Solved Forever

Fedelmid looks to the side to see a screaming lump of skinless human, presumably one of the other colonizers. It is terrifying.

"...Holy shit."
"......Well, I'm sorry about this, but I don't think I can save you in any other way."

Chug the skinless human back into another healing pod.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHHHHH IIIIITTTTT HHHHUUUUUUURRRRTTTTSSSSS AAAAAAAAUUUUUGGHHHHH WWWWWHHHHHYYYYYYYYY AAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGHHHHH HHHHEEEEEELLLLLPPPPP MMMMMEEEEE"

Train my resist pain skill. Let voliol drag me into a healing pod. If the second healing pod doesn't help me, create a new skin for myself out of (solid?) air (using my air magic skill).

[4] The pod beeps in apparent alarm as it, presumably, notices that its current occupant is skinless and in agony. Or maybe it just doesn't like the noise. Either way, it begins filling with goo, which significantly reduces the pain.

[1] The Dilettante steps out of the pod, stretching and feeling like a new man. Fedelmid notes that he still has no fucking skin, to which The Dilettante replies "son of a bitch, pod why." He's now covered in a protective mucus which as far as he can tell his body produces at least as fast as it drips off. Technically that's sort of skin?

Now Gooskin

"Don't worry guys, it's just horrible plant-plague goo. I got this!"

Use plant magic to render the still-dormant plant seeds inert so there's no need for a full quarantine.

[6] You place all the plant life into a deep slumber where their dreams may yet become truth. That probably won't yield problems later.

Anyway, you shouldn't have to worry about any plant-based apocalypses from the muck everyone brought back. You still have un-dormant plants growing out of your face, though.

+2 Plant Magic

"You know what, I think I'll be fine to go on another mission right now."

Head into World 8.

You hop onto the platform and are off.

((Feel free to post an action there if you get around to it before I run another turn to drop you in formally.))


Mr. Jane pops back in, clutching a low smoldering bundle of ferns. The bug makes unhappy grumbling noises.

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Sairian (Nirur)
[Facial Planter]: It's a long story, okay?
+5 Plant Mage (4/5)
+3 Agriculturalist (0/3)

Fedelmid Cowhunter (voliol)
[Slightly Naked]: Who says this has a downside, again?
[Tie-Dye Colors]: Is this permanent?
5/5 HP
+5 Hunter (0/5)
+3 Leatherworker (0/3)

The Dilettante (ATHATH)
[Gooskin]: Transluscent goo covers your musculature.
+5 Air Mage (0/5)
+3 Life Mage (0/3)

Bruva Bugert (Yotta)
[Mysteriously Ill]
+5 Bug Mage (0/5)
+3 Cook (0/3)
-
Pots and Pans

Mr. Jane Doe (Dolosus)
+5 Pyromancer (0/5)
+3 Demolitionist (0/3)
+2 Herbalist (0/2)
-
Smoldering Horror Torch

[ATHATH]

Check to see if I can still fly. Then head to World 8.

[Nirur Torir]

You still have un-dormant plants growing out of your face, though.

I have an emergency weapon and self-defense possibility. It is exactly as safe as everything else I've just done, and I have been assured that the problem is solved forever.

I'm going to hop on over to world 8 without looking at the thread first, 'cuz I'm a real man.

[IronyOwl]

Unless there's a good reason to suspect otherwise, feel free to post in your new destination without waiting for the official transition.

Check to see if I can still fly. Then head to World 8.

You still have un-dormant plants growing out of your face, though.

I have an emergency weapon and self-defense possibility. It is exactly as safe as everything else I've just done, and I have been assured that the problem is solved forever.

I'm going to hop on over to world 8 without looking at the thread first, 'cuz I'm a real man.

All problems solved forever, you two step onto the platform and push the button to World 8.

[voliol]

"Don't worry guys, it's just horrible plant-plague goo. I got this!"

Use plant magic to render the still-dormant plant seeds inert so there's no need for a full quarantine.

[6] You place all the plant life into a deep slumber where their dreams may yet become truth. That probably won't yield problems later.

Anyway, you shouldn't have to worry about any plant-based apocalypses from the muck everyone brought back. You still have un-dormant plants growing out of your face, though.

+2 Plant Magic

Does this include the muck that may or may not have been on the fabricator due to me messing with it while being covered with the stuff? I.e. should the fabricator be safe now?
If that's the case I leave the infirmary to go to the fabricator and fabricate some simple torches. Then I go to world 9.
Otherwise, I go directly for world 8.

[Nirur Torir]

I rolled a 6 and IO said all problems, so I'm sure it's fine. We're not contaminating all our potential worlds or anything.

[DolosusDoleus]

"Hey, back in my day a smoldering bundle of ferns was quite the precious commodity! Ferns, you see, were a good substitute for flowers if you wanted to impress a girl. Why, I remember way back then I had taken a ferry over across the river to Genniville to get some ferns for Emma, who was a girl I liked. So I went to Shelbyville, which is what Genniville was called back in those days. I tied an onion to my belt, which was the fashion at the time. Now, the ferry itself was run by a fellow named Ron, who I knew quite well. Now Ron, he was always running out of money, and I was able to get free rides on the ferry if I gave him some money whenever I ran into him in town. Nice guy, was Ron, he was a big fan of gardening and such. Now where was I... oh yeah, the important thing was that I had an onion on my belt. It was a white one, not a yellow one, because all of the yellow onions had been bought up by old man Jenkins that past Sunday and none had come in to replace them..."

As I ramble on nonsensically, try to get the fabricator to manufacture some explosives again. Whether it can or not, head over to world 8.

[IronyOwl]

Base Faff: All Aboard

Check to see if I can still fly. Then head to World 8.

The magic has worn off.

Does this include the muck that may or may not have been on the fabricator due to me messing with it while being covered with the stuff? I.e. should the fabricator be safe now?
If that's the case I leave the infirmary to go to the fabricator and fabricate some simple torches. Then I go to world 9.
Otherwise, I go directly for world 8.

It's all the muck.

The fabricator continues to refuse to craft you anything flammable. You promptly leave for World 8.

"Hey, back in my day a smoldering bundle of ferns was quite the precious commodity! Ferns, you see, were a good substitute for flowers if you wanted to impress a girl. Why, I remember way back then I had taken a ferry over across the river to Genniville to get some ferns for Emma, who was a girl I liked. So I went to Shelbyville, which is what Genniville was called back in those days. I tied an onion to my belt, which was the fashion at the time. Now, the ferry itself was run by a fellow named Ron, who I knew quite well. Now Ron, he was always running out of money, and I was able to get free rides on the ferry if I gave him some money whenever I ran into him in town. Nice guy, was Ron, he was a big fan of gardening and such. Now where was I... oh yeah, the important thing was that I had an onion on my belt. It was a white one, not a yellow one, because all of the yellow onions had been bought up by old man Jenkins that past Sunday and none had come in to replace them..."

As I ramble on nonsensically, try to get the fabricator to manufacture some explosives again. Whether it can or not, head over to world 8.

Despite your wellspring of wisdom, the fabricator doesn't seem to be able to produce anything even remotely explosive. You head off to World 8 with everyone else.

[ATHATH]

Check to see if I can still fly. Then head to World 8.

The magic has worn off.

?

[IronyOwl]

I forgot you were a birdperson, so I just assumed you had been using air magic at some point I had forgotten about.

Flying will likely be quite difficult with goo instead of feathers.