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[chubby2man]

You were minding your own business, weaving a few disparate nebulas together, half minding the temporal broadcast playing in the background. You were a Forger/Grower, minding your garden of stars.

Blissfully unaware of the Ravager's stalking you. 

Before you knew what was happening, their phase lances were stabbing you in the back, your matter and aether twisting together and colliding and destroying each other, releasing enough radiation to scour a dozen worlds. 

You fought back, of course, albeit with a more wounded ferocity. You grabbed a nearby star, disrupted it with an imbalance of aether. You crushed it down the throat of the nearest Ravager, satisfied as it's body exploded from the contained energy. 

But there were two more of them, and they surround you with nets and thorns, and though your roar shaked the very heavens they carved you to pieces. You were discarded, left to float through the void. 

Until you came to your new home.


What are you?

A. The Remnant Skull, the size of a mountain. Bone and scattered organic matter. 

B. The Heart Orb. Metal and energy,

C. The Shapeless Mass. Twisting mix of Aether and Matter.

D. Something else?


And What World did you fall on?

E. A Ruined one. They discovered a great magic or technology that brought the world to its knees.

F. A Jungle World. Lush with life, potential is unbound.

G. Desert World. Sand is everywhere, and life is harsh.

H. A Fantastic Realm. Here the mortals have harnessed the power of Aether.

I. Advanced World. Here the mortals have advanced their technology.  

[Haspen]

B. The Heart Orb. Metal and energy,
E. A Ruined one. They discovered a great magic or technology that brought the world to its knees.

[Maximum Spin]

B. The Heart Orb. Metal and energy,
E. A Ruined one. They discovered a great magic or technology that brought the world to its knees.

Hm, yes, +1.

[chubby2man]

You burn across the sky of this world. Your metallic skin barely registers the burn, used to the heat of newborn suns and channeling the Aetheric currents.

(2)

A mountain stands in your way and you shatter it, vaporizing rock and stone into dust and ash. The earth shakes as you land, an apocalypse on a world already shattered by many apocalypses before. You lay half buried in the ground. 

Time passes in fits and starts for you. Broken and shattered still, you hardly notice the dirt pile around you, as lichen and plants begin to grow in twisting spirlaling forms. Radiation lingers in the air, evidence of some great battle.

Occasionally mortals come to behold you, scurrying around you, tapping your shell. Once many of them gathered around you, but in another blink they were gone and all that was left was ruins.


The world anchored you at least. The energy of its core, though dim and slow compared to the solar orchestras you conducted, warmed you like a candle. You took little notice of the world, and slept.


Until something stung you.

The nerve! Huddled against your side like some sort of parasite was a new settlement, and something was stinging you. It didn't hurt, but it was irritating.

You have to do something about this.

A. Burn them out. Release a minute fraction of your power and they poof away.

B. Try to communicate with them and tell them to stop. You figure shouting at them might get the point across. (You may suggest other ways to communicate.)

C. Maybe they are... hungry? Offer them a bit of your blood/energy and maybe they will stop biting you.

D. Something else?

[Maximum Spin]

D Let's make a study of these things and find out what they are and what they want, then try to manifest the appearance of an impressive, larger-than-life specimen to tell them to stop the poking.

[King Zultan]

D Let's make a study of these things and find out what they are and what they want, then try to manifest the appearance of an impressive, larger-than-life specimen to tell them to stop the poking.

+1

[TurboDwarf]

D Let's make a study of these things and find out what they are and what they want, then try to manifest the appearance of an impressive, larger-than-life specimen to tell them to stop the poking.

+1

+1

[chubby2man]

(5)

You turn your full attention to these mortal creatures. Those trying to burrow into your skin freeze as you try to fully comprehend what they are. A pulse of aetheric energy resounds through their body and soul.

A divine touch molded them long ago, connecting an Aetheric soul to a frame of flesh and bone. Their connection is weak and withered, but it is there.

Some have hard scales, fur, or even metal attachments covering their body, a reaction to the radiation scouring the land.

These are scavengers, lured here to a desolate mountain range by the promise of a vast source of power and riches.

Trillions upon trillions of cells, each swimming in protein molecules and chains of genetic information.  A brain with trillions of synapses, firing as thoughts develop. The Aether anchor, tying their soul together in a protective shell.

And so you try to communicate!

(1)
That was a bit harder. You use one of the nearest as a model for your projection, and combine the features of several of the other mortals. You simulate the trillions of cells and synapses and weave together an Aether soul, and cast the projection out.

And well… the multi-headed and multi-limbed simulacrum did have appropriate synapses and a similar soul, but did not appear to have success at telling the mortals to stop. After a brief respite, they seemed to attack your shell with renewed vigor.



And then they got a flake of your metallic skin off.

In comparison to their current metallurgy, the metal they just acquired was nigh on mythical, far stronger than anything that could be achieved even by their hallowed ancestors. Only their alchemy and intense energy poured into your coating could get this flake off… but with this metal their progress could accelerate tenfold.

What do you do?
A. Well you tried. Poof them away.
B. Make some mechanical guardians to stop them from digging further.
C. Take a few for more intensive study. You are fairly confident you could remake their bodies if you wanted.
D. Something else?

[BlackPaladin99]

C, except take all of them

[TurboDwarf]

C

[King Zultan]

C