"Oh hey Jack. How about that money you owe me?"
Shrug.
Name: Trusty Jack!
Desire: Sovereign
Color: Silver
Morphology: Pretty Small
Resonance: 3
Antiresonance: 1
Partition: 1
Antipartition: 5
Cognisance: 0
Anticognisance: 5
Saturation: 2
A verse about my mind?
Adverse and oh so blind.
A device to hide the knife?
Advice for a good life?
Hah!
A speech in pattern always lies;
Assertions that flatter? Never wise.
"Wrong answer."
A bolt of lightning atomizes you. You are now the size of an atom.
[3 Saturation drained]
Well, more like several atoms, just not all at once.
"We must grow", a myriad of voices declare in unison, seemingly emanating from the swarm. The mass of insects completely engulfs the torn pieces of flesh, and soon nothing is left behind. Using its newly acquired nutrients, Legion grows.
Yet the hunger remains, and soon Legion is hunting again. The newcomer seems to have caught its attention. It pursues the doll, intent on consuming it as well.
Name: Legion
Desire: Conquest
Color: Red
Morphology: Many, dissolving...
Resonance: 2
Antiresonance: 3
Partition: 4
Antipartition: 1
Cognisance: 1
Anticognisance: 1
Saturation: 1
We are many, forever hunting
We must consume, so we may grow
We are one, never relenting
We must consume, to fill what is hollow
We are absolute, always watching
We must consume, and erase tomorrow
"Not one, not many," the doll says quite zany, "can catch me now or ever, my body snatch nor my lifeline sever!"
With fire under tail, he runs without fail. Built to be a perfect friend, he doesn't quite like this escaping trend.
But there's not enough floor, he must run through a door, yet there's nowhere to flee but the door labeled INACREE.
Name: Tommy
Desire: to be real
Color: lighter blue
Morphology: porcelain dolly
Resonance: 0
Antiresonance: 0
Partition: 1
Antipartition: 4
Cognisance: 1
Anticognisance: 2
Saturation: -1
Once upon a time, in a strange old land, there lived a young girl who was lovely indeed.
Her skin was as pale as fine white china, eyes as bright as blue glass beads.
All alone in an empty forest, the poor young girl could only pretend.
And so, out of anything that she could find, she decided to make her very own friends.
Their skin was made of china; their eyes were made of glass.
Together with these new human-shaped friends, the pleasant days would pass.
She played and spoke with them faithfully, as if they were living things…
Until one day, she looked down at her hands… and found, on ten fingers, ten magic strings…
[Resonance: 1 (1d6)]
The swarm feasts on its flesh, but as if by some trickery no growth can occur, and the flesh quietly dissipates.
Hungry, the swarm sets course for the doll.
[Antiresonance: 2 (1d2+1)]
[Partition: 0 (1d2-1)]
The doll is instantly coated in bugs which seem... unable to metabolize porcelain? Odd.
[1 Saturation generated.]
Tommy flees to INACREE...
[Resonance: 4 (1d8-2)]
Behind the door is a nice little doll-sized house inside the domed chamber.
"Oh, so that's how it is."
Dive upon a reasonably small ungulate in a sneak attack to relieve them of their bloodied skull.
Name: Yaboi Lightness
Desire: breathing room
Color: Green
Morphology: Sounds Human
Resonance: 0
Antiresonance: 1
Partition: 3
Antipartition: 3
Cognisance: 3
Anticognisance: 0
Saturation: 0
sometimes I feel like being wispy
but once in a while I feel like being dry
but we're doomed and we're drowned by this feeling we surround
so I hope that I get old before I die
OHHHH
it's a long, long rope they'll use to hang you soon, I hope
and I wonder why this hasn't happened, why why why
and when I think about the dirt that I'll be wearing for a shirt
well, I hope that i get old before I die
Sneak attack!
[Antiresonance: 5 (1d6-1+2)]
Crack!
A two-fisted smash to the head snaps a small elk's neck and it crumples like a bag of elk meat. The rest of the ungulates flee through a door labeled, oddly enough, "exit".
Insect Repellent
Reach take arm grab podia have thing object mine
"Disgusting shrimps"
Name: Numen Polypus
Desire: Multitudinousness
Color: Blue
Morphology: Uncounted bites...
Resonance: 1
Antiresonance: 3
Partition: 2
Antipartition: 1
Cognisance: 3
Anticognisance: 0
Saturation: 0
it lies 'in grandeur and in mass'
which are sometimes mistakenly called "tentacles"
but observe his inward character: he is a melancholy churchman.
[Resonance: 3 (1d4-1)]
An arm reaches through a door and into there being a can of insect repellent available. Another arm takes the can.
Shake shake shake. Test. Sssssssss. It sprays, alright.
Application?
[Antiresonance: 9 (1d8+1+1)
The bugs fo not appear to like that. Or at least, that's an emotion that one might ascribe to these individually unfeeling drones, because the chemical is dissolving them.
(That is unfortunate for our swarm. [1 Saturation dissipates])
Raise both arms and smash the glass floor. It's continued existence is bothering me.
Name: Nihil
Desire: Nothingness
Color: Black
Morphology: A hallway, doors on both sides. Beige, unmarked, knocking? What's knocking?
Resonance: 5
Antiresonance: 5
Partition: 0
Antipartition: 0
Cognisance: 0
Anticognisance: 0
Saturation: 0
Not sure about this
I'm not much of a poet
But I can still try
About me, you say?
I'm just a normal person...
Nothing weird, I swear!
What do I look like?
Like an empty void in space,
A black silhouette.
Don't worry about that,
I'm a lack of character.
Who am I? No one.
[Antiresonance: 7 (1d10+3)]
The glass is shattered. And the reflection beneath comes racing up to meet its counterpart.
Resonating bell collides with Antiresonating bell, and they... merge, in a way. The great bell of calling now looks considerably more menacing, giving a feeling that something bad is going to happen.
God gets up from his chair and claps once. "Haha! I like it! Shake things up a bit around here, huh? I hope you like that new bell~"
With a snap of his fingers God disappears.
"Oh yeah, and don't worry about that skull, My Boy. More where that came from babe~"
The Bell rings once, It Resonantes, bringing with it mirrored Antiresonance. A call accross universes, calling for Antiresonating beings. Dangerous things.
The chamber expands in anticipation, creating a better arena for a fight.