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[Blood_Librarian]

Spoiler: Title Picture (click to show/hide)

What is this?

It’s a Roll to dodge using a 2d6 rolling system too determine how well your actions succeed. Metamorphican madness is a story of our fated persons of interest as they explore the environment, and experience the joys of change. Based off some really ancient RTD’s I found while trawling the ancient archives for ideas. I will be using The Metamorphica Classic addition for this game.

How does it work?

How does the 2d6 work?
In short, for every action you commit, a 2d6 is rolled. A 2 means you have failed miserably, a 3-4 means you failed, a 5-6 means you maybe failed, a 7-8 means you maybe succeed, a 9-11 means you succeeded, and a 12 means you succeeded horrifically. Critical successes cause warpy things to happen. The bell curve encourages averaged results, with modifiers that stack causing increasingly insane buffs and bonuses. Mutations, tools, and other things may cause positive modifiers, while bad things(™) cause negative modifiers.

How does the “Metamorphic” part come to play?
After you commit an action, the Game Master may choose to “award” you with a choice of mutations, as dictated from the Metamorphican Madness book, which you may determine BEFORE you act in the next turn. The helpfulness of these descriptions are variable. I will roll a 1d1000 as many times as I wish, and then present you with a  short (read:useless) description of each possible mutation you can chose, and then I will inform you of how many mutations you can or are forced to take. Then, with your choice of mutations, you post your action. Mutations can differ from how you at first expect them to function from the description, so have caution in acting with your mutations!

Mechanically, you may act freely with how the mutations can give you such freedoms, in addition to all the things and stuff you have. Certain mutations, I will roll a 1d10 for their power, which I will sometimes consult to determine how awful your atrocities can be. Depending on how you mutate, I may re-roll mutations to fit your theme of character.

How do I enter the game?
Fill this sheet below. If you commit an action related to your bio, I may decide to grant you a buff, or allow you to to do an action at all. I will post your character sheet,

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: who other people call you. I can change this if you get a new one.
Gender: Your gender, pick one.
Description: What you look like.
Bio: Who you were, include a profession, from anywhere, any time, You got brought in a tear in reality.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items: Keep it reasonable, and follow the format that other filled in sheets follows.
  [Clothing]
  [Weapon]
  [Electronic communications]
  [Etc..]

Gimme an example of this stuff in play!

Spoiler: Example #001 (click to show/hide)

Bilbo “Rumba” Bepko is an ass kicking marine from space who takes no shit from no one. He decides he wants to headbutt Hyper Capitalist Goon of the free market #023, and he does so.  Of course, he rolls a 2 (snake eyes), and while he was running towards the goon, he slips on the freshly polished linoleum floor, and ends up headbutting the floor, and getting a concussion. Of course, I feel obligated to see how much damage he does to the floor, and roll again. He rolls an 8. There's cracks in the floor. The Goon, stunned by this hilarity, readies himself to bayonet Bepko if he does anything funny, which he commits to an 8. This means he could choose to bayonet Bepko if he wanted, but he doesn't since he's laughing.

Due to how hilarious the resulting action is, Bepko’s primordial atoms yearn to change, and he gets the option of mutating, and he is given the following options. (I roll 763, 467, 441 on the mutation table)

“A vision of Verdant life, ungodly plants, fruits and hated vegetables ripping apart the communist fiends that are his hated enemy.”

“A Trash can, the smell that comes from it is glorious, great and stirs a deep hunger within his stomach.”

“Friends, far and wide. Everywhere.”

Bepko, being the horrific man he is, decides that options 3 sounds like garbage powers, and picks 1 and 2, as nothing said he had to pick only one; He suddenly gains the ability to make plants move, grow, and mutate rapidly. I assign a randomly picked force number of 6, meaning he could do it to any plant within a hundred yards. He also becomes staunchly omnivorous, able to eat anything organic without any ill effects. If he had picked option 3, he would’ve became a highly social being, and would have gained a phobia to being alone.

Bepko, the madman he his, plots the death of the Goon.

Spoiler: The Reactor Room (click to show/hide)

You awaken. Your head throbs, flashing images of the last couple moments-- before you were… here… You can’t quite remember-- Up above, the light bathes you, and the free … thing shudders gently in its confinement. It wisps at its containment, ripping tiny bits and pieces at its cage before sending a bolt of something into the air, and another person, someone perhaps like you comes into existence, just as confused as you are.

For a minute, you feel something gnawing at your center, a profound emptiness that threatens to swallow you whole-sale, before it fades away, and is replaced with a gentle warmness, probably radiation poisoning.

You take a moment to stir, to wake up and examine yourself, and the others more critically.

[King Zultan]

Is this good?

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Harold
Gender: Male
Description: He looks like a stereotypical cop, you know has a mustache and is fat.
Bio: He's typical big city cop, and when he's not on duty he doesn't do anything as being a cop is the only interesting thing he does.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items:
  Police uniform
  Beretta M9
  2 spare Mags
  Nightstick
  Handcuffs
  Police radio

[Ozarck]

Spoiler: Gary (click to show/hide)

Gender: Male
Description: A short, ugly fellow with a bulbous nose, messy hair, and lots of it, long red earlobes, squinty eyes under bushyt eyebrows, and a prominent lower lip. He walks slightly hunched, with bowed shouldes, long arms, knobbly knuckles, no ass, and bow legs. He smells sour. His clothes are generally stained, especially around the armpits and belly region. his hands are blackened with grease.
Bio: Gary was a mechanic and maintenance man in a slum.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items:
  tool belt
  philips screwdriver
  flathead screwdriver
  hammer
  wire cutters
  tape measure
  utility knife
  pencil
  another pencil
  another pencil
  snap line (a device for making long straight lines in chalk. It has a string in a metal case and a little crank to wind the string in with. Inside the case is blue chalk that goes on teh string)
  Wallet containing ID, credit card, $42.37, stock picture of sexy model posing on a beach, two tickets to a recent movie (used).
  pocket knife
  a ring full of keys
  dirty baseball cap
  denim jacket, blue jeans with a hole in the thigh and anothr just above one ass cheek pocket. long sleeve button up plaid shirt.

[HugeNerdAndProudOfIt]

Name: Fandrel.
Gender: Male.
Description: Tall and skinny, with pale skin, Dark brown hair, and hazel eyes. Wears a black business suit, with a conspicuous gun holster.
Background: Born into a middle-class family in 21st century america, after going to college and Majoring in Pre-Law, he joined the Army reserve in order to afford law school. He got "Picked up" in the middle of law school.
Mutations: None
Items: Black business suit, store bought. Wallet, with three ten dollar bills, seven five dollar bills, two one dollar bills, and assorted coins. Gun holster. Beretta M9, 15 rounds of ammo. Pencil, Pen.

[piecewise]

Not sure if this will be helpful to you, but here

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=145773.0

I created an automated HTML version of the metamorphica called the "Automorphica" a while back. It might let you do rolls or select random things more easily.

[Blood_Librarian]

Turn 001: Alpha

@King Zultan has been accepted into the madness, there isn't may donuts where he is going!

@Ozarck has been pushed into the arena, for the glory of the Lord!

@HugenerdAndProudOfIt has been sacrificed, and brought to the world of madness!

@piecewise, does this use the old, or the revised edition?

Harold

Looks like an Old Bill is way out of town on this one, judging from the fuck-off huge sphere of something up in the air. Scraping up from the ground, you take a good look at the others around you, and decide that you'd probably call dispatch if the radio wasn't quiet, so very quiet.

You're not really sure what to do in the situation as it stands.

Spoiler: Harold (click to show/hide)

Name: Harold
Gender: Male
Description: He looks like a stereotypical cop, you know has a mustache and is fat.
Bio: He's typical big city cop, and when he's not on duty he doesn't do anything as being a cop is the only interesting thing he does.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items:
  Police uniform
  Beretta M9
  2 spare Mags
  Nightstick
  Handcuffs
  Police radio

Gary

Your knees hurt. your back hurts. You even feel the faint aches of falling out of the airlock as those damned punks sneered at you from behind the glass, before it faded away into abject disgust at the thing above. It hovers above, a sphere of oddity.

It looks mopey, and you don't like it.

Spoiler: Gary (click to show/hide)

Name: Gary
Gender: Male
Description: A short, ugly fellow with a bulbous nose, messy hair, and lots of it, long red earlobes, squinty eyes under bushyt eyebrows, and a prominent lower lip. He walks slightly hunched, with bowed shouldes, long arms, knobbly knuckles, no ass, and bow legs. He smells sour. His clothes are generally stained, especially around the armpits and belly region. his hands are blackened with grease.
Bio: Gary was a mechanic and maintenance man in a slum.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items:
  Scuffed Jumpsuit (Worn)
  tool belt
  philips screwdriver
  flathead screwdriver
  hammer
  wire cutters
  tape measure
  utility knife
  pencil
  another pencil
  another pencil
  snap line (a device for making long straight lines in chalk. It has a string in a metal case and a little crank to wind the string in with. Inside the case is blue chalk that goes on teh string)
  Wallet containing ID, credit card, $42.37, stock picture of sexy model posing on a beach, two tickets to a recent movie (used).
  pocket knife
  a ring full of keys
  dirty baseball cap
  denim jacket, blue jeans with a hole in the thigh and another just above one ass cheek pocket. long sleeve button up plaid shirt.

Fandrel

[12]

You were just eating breakfest, in your full get upf buisness suit & gun for your work in some Foundation or another, when you, along with the table, the chair, and 2 beakers of salt came with!! This is a tremendous day, and judging from the sphere-like oddity hanging from the ceiling, things are about to get worse.

You try and comm your Micro Tranciever, but unyielding silence occurs.

You are not very sure what to do now.

Spoiler: Fandrel (click to show/hide)

Name:Fandrel
Gender: Male.
Description: Tall and skinny, with pale skin, Dark brown hair, and hazel eyes. Wears a black business suit, with a conspicuous gun holster.
Background: Born into a middle-class family in 21st century america, after going to college and Majoring in Pre-Law, he joined the Army reserve in order to afford law school. He got "Picked up" in the middle of law school.
Mutations: None
Items:
  Black business suit:store bought (worn)
  Wallet
  -three ten dollar bills,
  -seven five dollar bills
  -two one dollar bills
  -assorted coins
  Gun holster
  -Beretta M9 (Loaded 15 APDS)
  -Magazine(15 rounds APDS)
  Pencil
  Pen
  Micro Tranciever (Worn)

The Reactor Room

A massive room that is cylindrical in nature, with machinery covering the ceiling, keeping a Large, Anomalous, Pulsating, Energetic Sphere in the very center of the room, containing and harvesting it. The Sphere seems to be destabilizing and is sending bolts of anomalous energy into the surrounding area while eating at its containment cage.

Fandrel, Gary, Harold  are in the Reactor Room

To the south is a large airlock system, forced upon a long time ago. It leads to a hall way.

To the east is a shattered observation window, where a sprawling set of controls sits. You cant see into the room very well, it is dark.

[Ozarck]

"You up there! Settle down, or I'll kick your ass!"
Gary shouts at the mopey sphere and the mechaniworks supporting it. He then grumbles and gripes about the State Of Things Around Here:
"Sucked through a pissy interdimensional portal thingity, and it's just the same as always: 'Gary, fix this!' 'Gary Fix that!' whine whine whine, nag nag nag."
He says as he makes his way into the control room and examines the controls.

Spoiler: Gary (click to show/hide)

Gender: Male
Description: A short, ugly fellow with a bulbous nose, messy hair, and lots of it, long red earlobes, squinty eyes under bushyt eyebrows, and a prominent lower lip. He walks slightly hunched, with bowed shouldes, long arms, knobbly knuckles, no ass, and bow legs. He smells sour. His clothes are generally stained, especially around the armpits and belly region. his hands are blackened with grease.
Bio: Gary was a mechanic and maintenance man in a slum.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items:
  tool belt
  philips screwdriver
  flathead screwdriver
  hammer
  wire cutters
  tape measure
  utility knife
  pencil
  another pencil
  another pencil
  snap line (a device for making long straight lines in chalk. It has a string in a metal case and a little crank to wind the string in with. Inside the case is blue chalk that goes on teh string)
  Wallet containing ID, credit card, $42.37, stock picture of sexy model posing on a beach, two tickets to a recent movie (used).
  pocket knife
  a ring full of keys
  dirty baseball cap
  denim jacket, blue jeans with a hole in the thigh and anothr just above one ass cheek pocket. long sleeve button up plaid shirt.

[piecewise]

Its based on the classic version. Revised wasn't even in existence when I made it.

Of course...that was one of my first twine projects, might be a good chance to go back and remake it with the revised edition...

[randomgenericusername]

Spoiler: Subject #6102075 (click to show/hide)

Name: Subject #6102075
Gender: Male
Description: Caucasian male, green eyes. Wearing an orange jumpsuit.
Bio: Subject #6102075 was a death-row prisoner used by a secret organization for experimentation of anomalies. He doesn't remember anything of his past life and most the experiments, and his last memories were of a containment breach in the laboratories, anomalies wrecking the place left and right, and him falling through a dimensional tear in the ground while trying to escape from the chaos.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items: Orange prisoner jumpsuit

Can I join?

[ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES]

Name: Larry  Swift.
Gender: Male.
Description: A tall and skinny man with a sharp nose and blue eyes and blond hair
Bio: Larry was a professional scam artist,always moving to town to town,escaping angry mobs.
Mutations: None.
Items: Lex tape!, the super strong tape!(not super strong),"Safe" swiss knife for children,Worn out business,suit Fake IDs! and 1 gallon of "zero" fat milk

((is this good!))
 

[HugeNerdAndProudOfIt]

Check controls.

[Blood_Librarian]

Turn 002:The First


@piecewise: Coolio. I'll keep it in mind when I am not totally busy. one problem I have, I cant figure out how to roll on the entire list.

@randomgenericusername Sacrifice, Sacrifice, Sacrifice! Give to he who is @randomgenericusername, He who is who has joined!

@ANGRY_DEMON_NOISES Beep Beep. Welcome aboard.


Harold

Harold... twiddles his thumbs.

[5]

He feels a little more empty inside

Spoiler: Harold (click to show/hide)

Name: Harold
Gender: Male
Description: He looks like a stereotypical cop, you know has a mustache and is fat.
Bio: He's typical big city cop, and when he's not on duty he doesn't do anything as being a cop is the only interesting thing he does.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items:
  Police uniform
  Beretta M9
  2 spare Mags
  Nightstick
  Handcuffs
  Police radio

Gary

[6+2]

You shake your fist at the uncaring, seething and MOPEY sphere.

"You up there! Settle down, or I'll kick your ass!"

the Sphere stops, holding dead silent for a couple seconds, before it twists into several dozen iscohedrons, and warps.

Now its throwing a get damned tantrum.

Clearly deciding it would be a smart idea to check out the observatory, you climb over the broken glass, over the damaged consoles, and look at the entire control set.

[10]

Your not really sure if these are controls or just observation equipment.

Oh FUCK, look at that, you feel the ethereal wisp of change!

--> Others, powerful beings of unknowable minds and unknowable goals. Just as they commit to action, they give off a signature.
--> Biblical Powers, A pond of water, and Jesus does the incredible thing about walking over it; what!?
--> Something Deep within you expands its reach and becomes more overwhelming.

What now?

Spoiler: Gary (click to show/hide)

Name: Gary
Gender: Male
Description: A short, ugly fellow with a bulbous nose, messy hair, and lots of it, long red earlobes, squinty eyes under bushy eyebrows, and a prominent lower lip. He walks slightly hunched, with bowed shoulders, long arms, knobbly knuckles, no ass, and bow legs. He smells sour. His clothes are generally stained, especially around the armpits and belly region. his hands are blackened with grease.
Bio: Gary was a mechanic and maintenance man in a slum.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items:
  tool belt
  philips screwdriver
  flathead screwdriver
  hammer
  wire cutters
  tape measure
  utility knife
  pencil
  another pencil
  another pencil
  snap line (a device for making long straight lines in chalk. It has a string in a metal case and a little crank to wind the string in with. Inside the case is blue chalk that goes on teh string)
  Wallet containing ID, credit card, $42.37, stock picture of sexy model posing on a beach, two tickets to a recent movie (used).
  pocket knife
  a ring full of keys
  dirty baseball cap
  denim jacket, blue jeans with a hole in the thigh and anothr just above one ass cheek pocket. long sleeve button up plaid shirt.

Fandrel

[5]

While walking over too the observation/control room, you fall over on some oil and scrape your knee. It really hurts and it might need a bandaid

What now? Where is your god?

Spoiler: Fandrel (click to show/hide)

Name:Fandrel
Gender: Male.
Description: Tall and skinny, with pale skin, Dark brown hair, and hazel eyes. Wears a black business suit, with a conspicuous gun holster.
Background: Born into a middle-class family in 21st century america, after going to college and Majoring in Pre-Law, he joined the Army reserve in order to afford law school. He got "Picked up" in the middle of law school.
Mutations: None
Items:
  SCRAPED KNEE FUCK OUCH OFF
  Black business suit:store bought (worn)
  Wallet
  -three ten dollar bills,
  -seven five dollar bills
  -two one dollar bills
  -assorted coins
  Gun holster
  -Beretta M9 (Loaded 15 APDS)
  -Magazine(15 rounds APDS)
  Pencil
  Pen
  Micro Tranciever (Worn)

SUBJECT #6102075

You ever saw a man who had his head torn off, and then replaced with a clay golem one? He would beg and beg and beg and beg and b

He died, six weeks later, from the infection, from his body-- rejecting the head, despite it being really him. It was so sad.

You ended up here, Right when you were about to die from hitting the ground, you merely hit Gods fist, and landed here instead. the floor is concrete like everywhere else, but-- What the fuck?

Who the fuck is that guy fucking walking up in your space? Why, he certainly looks like some kind of get damned Gary if you've seen one. Gary's always bring trouble, and What are you gonna do about it?

Spoiler: Subject 075 (click to show/hide)

Name: Subject #6102075
Gender: Male
Description: Caucasian male, green eyes. Wearing an orange jumpsuit.
Bio: Subject #6102075 was a death-row prisoner used by a secret organization for experimentation of anomalies. He doesn't remember anything of his past life and most the experiments, and his last memories were of a containment breach in the laboratories, anomalies wrecking the place left and right, and him falling through a dimensional tear in the ground while trying to escape from the chaos.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items:
Orange prisoner jumpsuit(worn)
 Glass Shiv
 Gaurds Headset
 Bottle of Highest Booze

Larry  Swift.

You really, really shouldnt of pissed off that "space cult of the dragon god 113!". Turns out, you pissed off the one shitty cult that had an actual portal to hell, or whatever this place is. It's pretty sick.

Looking around, you do see the SPHERE OF SH-FU-DA, up in the sky, being held by a cage of Steel and wire. Around you are a couple people, mostly minding their own buisnesses and doing/stealing things. Its pretty sickening.

What now?

Spoiler: Larry Swift. (click to show/hide)

Name: Larry  Swift.
Gender: Male.
Description: A tall and skinny man with a sharp nose and blue eyes and blond hair
Bio: Larry was a professional scam artist,always moving to town to town,escaping angry mobs.
Mutations: None.
Items: Lex tape!, the super strong tape!(not super strong),"Safe" swiss knife for children,Worn out business,suit Fake IDs! and 1 gallon of "zero" fat milk

DARK FUSION SPHERE

[6]

Blood starts orbiting around the Sphere, forming little stars and then burning out. It's very pretty. And ominous.

[King Zultan]

Go through the airlock in to the hallway, and check the other channels on my radio to see if any thing responds while I walk.

Spoiler: Harold (click to show/hide)

Name: Harold
Gender: Male
Description: He looks like a stereotypical cop, you know has a mustache and is fat.
Bio: He's typical big city cop, and when he's not on duty he doesn't do anything as being a cop is the only interesting thing he does.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items:
  Police uniform
  Beretta M9
  2 spare Mags
  Nightstick
  Handcuffs
  Police radio

[Ozarck]

Someone else signing for shit? I'll take it!
Biblical powers? well, since I've been consigned here "for the Glory of the Lord," I'll take it!
Something Deep becomes more overwhelming? Sounds like trouble. I'll take it!
(That is, I accept all three mutations)

Meanwhile ...

"I better get technical on the phone. That thing looks cranky."

Gary looks for a communication device (and additional exits besides that one hallway we saw from the Reactor Room). If he finds a communication device, he'll try to get hold of someone with some Got-danged-sense to discuss the problem with.

Edit: Do try not to get stabbed, meanwhile.

Spoiler: Gary (click to show/hide)

Gender: Male
Description: A short, ugly fellow with a bulbous nose, messy hair, and lots of it, long red earlobes, squinty eyes under bushy eyebrows, and a prominent lower lip. He walks slightly hunched, with bowed shoulders, long arms, knobbly knuckles, no ass, and bow legs. He smells sour. His clothes are generally stained, especially around the armpits and belly region. his hands are blackened with grease.
Bio: Gary was a mechanic and maintenance man in a slum.
Mutations: None, not yet.
Items:
  tool belt
  philips screwdriver
  flathead screwdriver
  hammer
  wire cutters
  tape measure
  utility knife
  pencil
  another pencil
  another pencil
  snap line (a device for making long straight lines in chalk. It has a string in a metal case and a little crank to wind the string in with. Inside the case is blue chalk that goes on teh string)
  Wallet containing ID, credit card, $42.37, stock picture of sexy model posing on a beach, two tickets to a recent movie (used).
  pocket knife
  a ring full of keys
  dirty baseball cap
  denim jacket, blue jeans with a hole in the thigh and another just above one ass cheek pocket. long sleeve button up plaid shirt.

[HugeNerdAndProudOfIt]

Tear a strip off of my suit jacket. Use it to cover the wound, and prevent infection.