Check the bottom of the post. Omega summoning in progress and everyone living, undead, and recently living is likely to be affected.
Wander about, try to find ways to the heart gem, if I can find freddy, go to him.
Leaving the MsuhRoom, you pass through a narrow crack in the stone wall and come out onto a narrow ledge. In the distance, you see the swarms of Corefish, massive hanging ramps, enormous crystal tubes thrusting up from the Center through the steel sky, things like oil rigs drawing something green from deep within, and more. Below, two things catch your eye: first, The center is radiant. You estimate it to be about fifty feet across in diameter, and about a hundred yards below. It glows, pulses, flexes. It draws in black coal, raw iron, masses of vegetation. It radiates arcs of energy like one of those plasma sphere's you get from hobby stores around halloween. It pours forth green fluid, which flows up through the crystal tubes. basically, it draws in raw materials, and turns them into living energy.
The second thing that catches your eye is a rising streak of smoke. Your eye traces it down to a tangled pile below: a large metal being and a broken dragon, laying on a platform a dozen feet above the Heart. Above, not seventy yards away, is the sound of fighting from a cracked and somewhat mangled spiral tunnel. to your left, along the narrow ledge, is a catwalk and a narrow stairwell that goes up and down. (1) you work your way toward the stairwell, but the footing is treacherous and you fall (6) right into the pile of machinery and meat that is freddie and his last opponent. You strike hard, and several things shatter in you. You can feel your bones reknitting, but it makes you ravenously hungry.
Attempt to use my grappling and rage to toss the guardian into the mist, having now seen the effects it has. Seek help from the inspectors as needed
(4) you Rage, throw down your cumbersome weapons, and grab the golem's arms as it swings your weapon at you. you step in and twist, throwing the mechanical thing into the mist with it's companions, one of which seems to be regaining control, while the other seems to be morphing. it's getting smaller, and bits of broken machinery are dropping out of it. it's eyes are changing from whatever color I said they were before to a bright, shining red. Now, you've triggered rage mode, so I'm gonna roll to see if you resist rushing after your opponent: (4) you hold your ground for the moment, but the siren call of battle wants to pull you forward, mindless of ally or foe.
Okay, I give up. The only reason I had to continue was meeting back with the team and Freddy, and Freddy just died. I lost interest on Rex and I will be abandoning him and creating new character. I wanted to play as a fighter, but Rex turned out to not only be crappy at fighting, but also at literally everything else.
Rex had his good points and some successes. but I think he was a victim of minmaxing in a system that punishes minmaxing. He isn't the first in OL to suffer because of the way the character generation is done, which is why I am thinking of changing things up a bit in that regard. I'm sorry this has been so frustrating for you, and I sympathize - your reactions echo my own when I have trouble with a character of mine, so I kinda know where you are coming from.
The stone I observe seems to be made of a smooth black stone that glows an ominous green and autonomously flows and ripples as though it were made of liquid. The Omega Rune is prominently displayed on it, but incomprehensible scripture in alien languages fades in and out across the surface of it sporadically. It feels cool to the touch, but will eventually burn the hand of anyone who holds it. It smells of dust and plastic.
Gak uses it to summon something from Omega and throws it at the golems while booking it in the other direction as soon as he's sure the summoning procedure has started.
Well, you certainly were specific. You ass. I was expecting something along the lines of "Represents an eight foot alligator with six arms and a third eye which shoots lazer beams." Or "Looks exactly like Mariah Carey, but Blue."
Well, let's see what happens. First, note that you don't really need to throw it, as you are more or less in the center of the storm. So, basically, you hold the thing in your hand, enact whatever ritual I said you guys learned in order to use the thing, then drop it and hoof it like someone who has had experience running from cataclysms.
Gak runs past Kongor, who is screaming wordlessly and beating his chest with his own electric gauntlets when a low tone makes it's presence known. it rises in volume, but not in pitch, rattling bone and metal alike. A brilliant green light pierces the flesh of everyone around, Omega, inspector, Core Fish ... It's bright enough that Kongor brings his gloves up to cover his unseeing eyes, as he stares at the bright after image projected onto his fists.
Gak feels the radiance pierce him like a sunburn eating into his flesh right to his core. It's like being baked alive. again. "Ohhellwhydoesthiskeephappeningtome!!!!!" he screams, as he bangs head first into some obstacle (2) and falls out of the tunnel. (4) he bounces off something hard, then bounces again, falling down what feels like a verywidely spaced flight of stairs, before coming to rest, dneted and sore on some catwalk or another.
Vladen sees this happen - Gak has fallen roughly fifty feet away, on a catwalk past a massive tangle of rubber hoses - some wider than the carts you came in on. Vladen is rather unhampered by the green light, but he's still rather banged up from teh fall, and like I said, is ravenously hungry.
None of you really see what happens next, since Kongor is the only one present and his eyes are stunned. But what he hears is a sort of snake in the grass slithering sound, repeated dozens of times all at once, then the sounds of metal pieces clicking together, or clunking, or screeching as they drag along each other. When Vladen and Gak look up, the end of the tunnel is glowing bright black, with spikes like magnetized ferrofluid jutting and dancing about. Lines and streaks of green race along the surface of this ferrous fright, arcing like lightning and screaming like banshees. the screaming is oddly hypnotic, drawing you in, as if it is trying to tell you something that you desperately want to hear.
(6) Kongor suddenly goes limp, and is hauled, senseless, onto the one remaining cart before he and the inspectors launch out of the swiftly changing tunnel. the wings ofthe cart spring open and the cart circles keeping as far as it can from the tunnel and whatever is in there, but not yet attempting to land.