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Tallness isn't exactly the best idea, although Pathos seems to be the guy to go to for enhancements. I certainly won't shut up when we get physics-defying powers, aside from fleshy bits.

>Experience own childhood/early adult montage. This poor dude has less characterization than the steel bookshelf next to him

for sake of plot

>Study a bit how your brain gave you those flashbacks, for xp

I left him uncharacterized so that projecting your own traits on him is easier, but I'll make a back story. We could even switch to 3rd person if you want.

Oh, and, just in case...

>Make our penis bigger.

Maybe we'll see that woman again and we can wave it like a helicopter rotor and blow her away.

Thats...really too awesome of a mental image for me not to do it.

Some things are better not to be gambled with. We could end up with a mini-cthulu

Which would be even better! Has anything changed in the OP?

Not yet, you haven't significantly altered time yet. I guess those men you killed didn't really do much in the long run. I'll go update the op now too.

Mess with brains, remember childhood, enhance manhood, try and figure out what the hell the arcade game did to you. Got it

You Walk over to the nearest unconscious man and plop yourself down next to his head. With a few gestures you carefully remove the upper portion of his skull and begin prodding away on his brain. You observe how certain changes effect his body and attempt to alter the brain in several ways, mostly unsuccessfully. When the man's brain is finally to degraded to prove useful you absorb it and gain the last bits of knowledge you can. These several minutes of experimentation prove useful as you begin to understand some of the more complex functions of the brain.

Higher level technique unlocked: Coercion: time spent studying the brain has taught you how to manipulate the emotions of others by altering their brain chemistry. Its not a subtle technique and can easily be recognized by those who are looking for it.

Your messing with the brain gives you the idea to attempt to revive your memories, both of your childhood and of the mysterious realm of the Seizuretron. With care you begin to plumb the depths of your own mind. You remember you were born under A Cursed Star, A Cursed Star being the name of the BDSM strip club which operated on the floor above your parent's apartment. Your childhood consisted mainly of playing in traffic, watching cartoons and getting your lunch money stolen by your older sister. You had a special affinity for the strange beasts called examiners, flying eyes with jellyfish like tendrils and often used them to torment small children. This hobby ended when one bit your pinky off. Your adolescence was marked by social awkwardness, mainly because you consistently forgot to wear pants and would often light your hair on fire in an attempt to garner attention. Your teenage years were the days of your first romance, which unfortunately twice involved having to get skin surgically untangled from your girlfriend's braces, once for the lips and once for a more sensitive region. Your early adulthood is more of a hazy of drunkenness and pornography then anything and you're still not exactly sure how you managed to pass any classes. You got a job at the WFE headquarters to further fund your quest to destroy your liver. As you attempt to uncover the strange cysts of memory planted within your mind by the arcade game you come to an impenetrable barrier of some kind which halts your attempts at recollection. Its clear that you're not experienced enough to circumvent this yet.

As you return to your body and consider the events of your past you decide, just for the heck of it, to give yourself a foot long sausage roll. So you do and for some reason you feel much more manly. As you are admiring your handy work, this song playing in your mind, you hear the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.

 

[Pathos]

As you return to your body and consider the events of your past you decide, just for the heck of it, to give yourself a foot long sausage roll. So you do and for some reason you feel much more manly. As you are admiring your handy work, this song playing in your mind, you hear the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.

>That metaphor made us hungry. Make sure to get something to eat, soon.
>Quick check on what the footsteps sound like. What shoes, what pace, etc.

[Soadreqm]

We're sitting in a pile of mutilated corpses. Whoever it is, he's probably going to either scream and run or attack us on sight. That's what I'd do.

>Now, it's POSSIBLE that this guy would be on our side, but considering our track record with people, prepare to incapacitate him in whatever way if he makes any sudden movements or is holding any objects that might be weapons.

[Pathos]

We're sitting in a pile of mutilated corpses. Whoever it is, he's probably going to either scream and run or attack us on sight. That's what I'd do.

>Now, it's POSSIBLE that this guy would be on our side, but considering our track record with people, prepare to incapacitate him in whatever way if he makes any sudden movements or is holding any objects that might be weapons.

We could just shape them all into a ball of flesh (if we can shape outside our bodies, make them into a massive cyst on our hand and disconnect it) and hide it quickly THEN confront them.

[Soadreqm]

That's actually a pretty good idea. Do we have time to clean up a bit before the footsteps arrive? If yes,

>do that

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You listen carefully to the footsteps above. There are dozens of feet, too many to make out the exact number of men. They seem to stop on the floor above you and one of them yells something down in the same strange Japanese - Russian mix as before. They seem to be waiting for a response. As quickly as you can you gather the bodies and blood, combing and compressing them down to a sphere roughly 3 foot in diameter. You roll the mound of flesh behind a shelve just in time to hear the men above shout down the same phrase again.

[Pathos]

>Grab one of their weapons and try and remember if there's a way out of the building. We need to get out of here, FAST, that's way too many guys.

[piecewise]

>Grab one of their weapons and try and remember if there's a way out of the building. We need to get out of here, FAST, that's way too many guys.

You already have one of their weapons and there is only one way out of the room, and it's that upward staircase.

[Pathos]

You already have one of their weapons and there is only one way out of the room, and it's that upward staircase.

We can't dual wield guns, now?

What does everyone else think we should do in this situation?

[smigenboger]

So he's basically 'just another one of us' on the forum, figures. Hopefully his poor liver was upped as everything else has.

With some luck, the stairway is thin enough to get most of them before they can sweep the area. Hopefully 'dozens' is approx. 30, and not approx. 50

Fun cheap tricks:
Sever hamstrings
Eyeballs go pop
Pinch da medulla
Melt 'dem fingers
The lead guy 'accidently' points gun at the pack and fires into the crowd
"Spread out and fi-WTF is that ball?"

(For future reference, like the 'lets go find a snake to eat', this skill could be conditioned for 'lets go find a snake to BE'.)

If we survive this, Reginald should be enlarged to become the size of a dog. Once we find an actual dog, we could make him appear more like one too. He's not too useful as a hummingrat

[piecewise]

You already have one of their weapons and there is only one way out of the room, and it's that upward staircase.

We can't dual wield guns, now?

What does everyone else think we should do in this situation?

Duel wielding rifles? Sure, but you're gonna cut down on accuracy. You can gather up all their ammo and any other weapons they have too if you want.

So he's basically 'just another one of us' on the forum, figures. Hopefully his poor liver was upped as everything else has.

With some luck, the stairway is thin enough to get most of them before they can sweep the area. Hopefully 'dozens' is approx. 30, and not approx. 50

Fun cheap tricks:
Sever hamstrings
Eyeballs go pop
Pinch da medulla
Melt 'dem fingers
The lead guy 'accidently' points gun at the pack and fires into the crowd
"Spread out and fi-WTF is that ball?"

(For future reference, like the 'lets go find a snake to eat', this skill could be conditioned for 'lets go find a snake to BE'.)

If we survive this, Reginald should be enlarged to become the size of a dog. Once we find an actual dog, we could make him appear more like one too. He's not too useful as a hummingrat

You could do that with some of the flesh ball, provided you survive the coming encounter. You could probably make him about the size of a tiger if you use it all. So the plan here is to gather up the weapons you can, hunker down and try and slaughter them Thermopylae style? 

[smigenboger]

For a specific battle plan:

Place fleshy ball in plain sight
Grab one gun (two only really works in movies, and these are assault rifles, I'd say maybe to handguns or SMGs) and a few clips
Hunker down on top of a bookshelf, where you have good sight but aren't completely exposed.

Get the lead guy to spray the upper staircase (where we can't see everyone else)
Cheap tricks between shooting targets, do more of one if you feel you can take it.

[Pathos]

Also...

>Make fleshy ball explode when a group surrounds it, and ambush them whilst they're blinded by the gore.

[smigenboger]

I'd really like to stay perched up on the bookshelf, but if Pathos insists, go for it

[Pathos]

Your plan is better, but I'd like to make flesh ball blow up. Or play football with it.

>I don't really think we should enlarge Reginald, it'd make him too conspicuous. What we SHOULD do is try to imbue a portion of our fleshcrafting skills in him, though, so he can heal himself whenever he likes.