Race One: ConclusionWeird Stuff Happens On SixesParanatural(1) You attempt to drag your own damn wagon over the finish line in a display of bloody-mindedness. Unfortunately, you were not pierced through the head with shrapnel, and so your mind remains insufficently bloody. You grab what remains of the cats' harnesses anyway, but they crumble to ashes in your hands. You give up your efforts and collapse face first in the dirt.
Errol(1) Man, this thing is heavy. You wonder how the eagles do it. Functioning wheels probably help, as well as the fortress being the right way up instead of starboard side up. Your two remaining eagles stand, folding their wings, and move to help you. After several seconds of fruitless pulling, you all fall down in the dirt.
SHAD0Wdump(4) You slowly regain consciousness, and manage to call Igor to your side through the use of weak croaking noises. Medical science being what it is around here, he cures you of your weakness in ways which are unorthodox but nonetheless effective. You sit up, still reeling from the blows to your head.
Frelock(5) Sure are a lot of spiders around here. They come swarming out of the trees at your command, forming up in ranks behind you as you stare out over the track. Your chelicerae astringe imperceptibly as you mentally vow revenge. A spider's face isn't very expressive, you see.
IronyOwl(4) You climb down from the Rampage and head towards your elephants. You're just about to make a singularly unwise attempt to gather up the enraged giants when a couple of the champion marksdwarves employed by the racing collective come into shooting range. Four seconds and twenty-six envenomed bolts later, the elephants are down and ready for caging. You pat one on the head. Good job, elephant.
techno65535(6) You become one with the flame, bending it to your somewhat questionable will. You force it to consume the remaining booze all at once, and focus the resulting conflagration around you. Wreathed in flames, you realize you failed to consider the fact that you are not actually fireproof. You thought it stopped hurting because of your sudden and unaccountable mastery of the inferno, but it turns out it was just because your nerves had been incinerated. Well, there goes your first incarnation.
You are now a being composed of everburning flame. You may have to develop some form of telekinesis soon so you can function properly.
(6) Undeterred by the effects of playing with fire, you turn your powers on the strangler in order to give it life. Predictably, it is consumed within moments. However, you also seem to have eaten its soul and added its power to the Fire. You guess that counts as giving it new life? Inasmuch as being subsumed into some gestalt consciousness which doesn't even have a proper body can be called living, anyway.
Commentswofchild's been dropped for not responding, unless he jumps in again out of the blue soon. I guess that means I am letting in someone else after the race. Fancy that. The new person will get 2900☼ to equip themselves, for those who are interested.
Posting this now is just a gesture of appeasement: I've had this done for a while, but I wanted to get the administrative stuff out along with it. It was not to be. Expect stuff to happen later on. Everything in the parts list is now subject to change, by the way.
StatusesPosition: Finished - Third place!
Driver is a being composed of everburning flame which can eat souls, and has eaten the soul of a strangler.
Boarders: None.
Iron chassis - Has a pretty huge dent in it and also has a massive dent in the front. Badly scorched and jammed full of shrapnel.
Pump engine - Completely useless. Damaged almost beyond repair.
Four standard henchdwarves - Includes Henchdwarf Delta, who has the unyielding power of the Earth. Extremely badly burned, and has lost his beard. Three due for replacement.
Hammer - Held by Henchdwarf Delta.
2 Cages - One broken. Both are badly scorched.
!!Lignite bin!!
Cash: 1000☼
Position: In Limbo.
Boarders: None.
2 Giant Eagles - Promised more food after the race if they perform well, which was implied to be kobold meat. Will descend into murderous rage if that promise is not met. Survival instinct increased.
Iron Chassis - Many decent-sized holes in it.
Cash: 500☼
Position: Finished in madness and fire.
Boarders: None.
Iron Chassis
Enclosed Cabin with Fortifications
Cats - Dead. Numbers may be replenished by the two remaining.
Cannon - Shattered. Only the frame remains.
Henchdwarf - Called Reginald. Efficient, sort of. Doesn't deserve a commendation.
2 Cats
Cash: 500☼
Owed 250☼ by Shadow.
Igor has been promised a boot.
Position: Finished - Second place awarded to Roland!
Boarders: None.
-Steel chassis - Small gashes on one side
-Spikes(chassis)
-Screw pump engine
-Booze rocket
-Standard henchdwarf - Due for replacement.
Cash: 1250☼
Owes Paranatural 250☼.
Position: Finished - First place!
Driver is a spider-dwarf with booze venom and eight legs and stuff. He's also sort of telepathic and commands the loyalty of spiders.
Boarders: Many phantom spiders, well-entrenched.
-Wooden Chassis - Charred but still fine.
-Perpetual motion engine - Damaged and inoperable.
-Igor - Face is scratched. Promised a boot by Paranatural.
Cash: 1550☼
Position: Finished in a frenzy of rage.
Boarders: None.
Steel Chassis - Has a pentacle drawn on it in dwarf blood. Slightly scorched. Badly dented at the back and has lost a wheel, which is bad for handling.
Elephant Engine - One has had both eyes replaced with small red ones from a strangler. One has a strangler's brain and is a frankenphant. The spirit of the frankenphant remains with you. One has a cannonball lodged just above his tail. All three are burned with blackened tusks, and are bleeding profusely. Knocked out by envenomed crossbow bolts.
Spiked Chassis
Cash: 500☼
Position: Finished in glory and crushed hopes.
Boarders: Two cats.
Chassis: -Iron Chassis - Two cat-shaped holes on the bottom. Rear, including wheels, melted into slag. Mostly ripped apart by elephants.
Engines: -Giant Eagle - One is sentient. Two eaten by elephants.
Weapons: -Catapult - Inoperable, reduced to charcoal.
Henchdwarves: -Standard Henchdwarf - Due for replacement.
Cash: 500☼
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