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[DrPoo]

A few days ago you heard of a legend, the legend of the cursed ring of polymorphing.
You are kinda broke so you figured out you would go find that ring, so you decend into the local dungeon and fight through the regular waves of goblins and grid bugs, untill you reach the treasure room.
And by Armok, you have found the cursed ring of polymorphing! As you approach the ring you hear tormented screams of haunting ghosts, they scream "Do not touch the ring, it will be your doom"
You pick up the ring "Heh, sweetheart back in Fruitfishes would love this thing", you closely inspect the ring, with its incomphrensible scribings along the inner surface of the ring, the little vortex motive cut into a blood red gem. You put on the ring, wondering if it fitted you, suddenly the ring painfully embeds into your finger. You feel its magical power taking over your very being, shifting around inside you. You feel like you are going to change very soon.

Inventory:
Blue robe(Worn)
A quarterstaff(Wielded)
A torch(Wielded)
A scroll of identify toy gag(it magically plays rick atsley, the worst birthday gift you have ever got)

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[Demonic Spoon]

>Polymorph, preferably into a dragon.

[Dwarmin]

>Quick, take off our robe before we polymorph!

We'll either tear it to shreds or be crushed under its weight.

[Monkeyfacedprickleback]

>Drop everything, Get naked.

[DrPoo]

>Quick, take off our robe before we polymorph!

We'll either tear it to shreds or be crushed under its weight.

You take off your robe, suddenly you are transformed into a miature plastic Dragon! You can breathe sound effects and your plastic claw scratch penetrates any kind of air! you can also fly but watch out for the batteries magical charge!

[Demonic Spoon]

Excellent! Go on rampage with your sonic breath weapon attack

[DrPoo]

Excellent! Go on rampage with your sonic breath weapon attack

You fly around in the dungeon, trying to find a victim, you see a goblin counting his money

[Monkeyfacedprickleback]

Sit on a gold piece. Claim it as the begining of your mighty horde.

[Cerol Lenslens]

This is the best adventurer.

ACT THE FIRST:

Tavern-goer A: "Did you hear about the magic ring?"

Tavern-goer B: "The horribly cursed one?"

Tavern-goer A: "Yeah, that's the one. They say if you wear it, it transforms you uncontrollably until you die."

Budding Adventurer: "Horribly cursed? Woo! I bet someone would pay a fortune for that!"

Tavern-goer B: "Uh, yeah, I remember the story about old Sal the Miser, how he collected treasure until one day he got that ring. He wanted to be able to turn into a dragon to guard his treasure, but eventually it turned him into a fish and he suffocated. After that, they used his treasure to build an enormous crypt to the north, and seal away the ring so no one would ever touch it again."

Tavern-goer A: "Yeah, but did you hear? Lemmy the Priest says that its evil energies have been seeping out and attracting vicious monsters from all over the land! You'd have to be insane to go in there now!"

Budding Adventurer: "Man, my bar tab is nigh-unpayable! I'd better go in there and risk horrible death to grab the item nobody in their right minds would pay me for! I think I'll need protection, though... I know! I'll wear my bathrobe!"

Tavern-goer B: "Oh yeah, by the way, happy birthday! Here!"

Budding Adventurer: (Is rickscrolled) "We'll see who's laughing when I get that horribly cursed object!"

ACT THE SECOND:

Budding Adventurer: "Hah! I knew making that scroll sing continuously would keep the monsters from approaching me! Of course, I'm completely insane now, but eh-! The ring is mine!"

Spirit 1: "Beware!"

Spirit 2: "Don't touch it!"

Spirit 3: "Horror awaits you!"

Budding Adventurer: "Hey! I just had a great idea! I'll give this horribly cursed ring to the girl I wanna impress! Who needs to pay his creditors when he's getting nookie?"

Spirit 1: "You... you can hear us, right? Right?!?

Budding Adventurer: "Sure I can! What's your point?"

Spirit 2: "We are the souls of those who possessed the ring before you. We remain bound to it forever, an unending torment, our only respite being the knowledge that we can warn away others, so that they might not share our fate."

Budding Adventurer: "Sorry, what was that? I was too busy putting on the horribly cursed ring! It fits! I can tell by the excruciating pain!"

Spirit 3: (Ethereal facepalms)

[DrPoo]

This is the best adventurer.

ACT THE FIRST:

Tavern-goer A: "Did you hear about the magic ring?"

Tavern-goer B: "The horribly cursed one?"

Tavern-goer A: "Yeah, that's the one. They say if you wear it, it transforms you uncontrollably until you die."

Budding Adventurer: "Horribly cursed? Woo! I bet someone would pay a fortune for that!"

Tavern-goer B: "Uh, yeah, I remember the story about old Sal the Miser, how he collected treasure until one day he got that ring. He wanted to be able to turn into a dragon to guard his treasure, but eventually it turned him into a fish and he suffocated. After that, they used his treasure to build an enormous crypt to the north, and seal away the ring so no one would ever touch it again."

Tavern-goer A: "Yeah, but did you hear? Lemmy the Priest says that its evil energies have been seeping out and attracting vicious monsters from all over the land! You'd have to be insane to go in there now!"

Budding Adventurer: "Man, my bar tab is nigh-unpayable! I'd better go in there and risk horrible death to grab the item nobody in their right minds would pay me for! I think I'll need protection, though... I know! I'll wear my bathrobe!"

Tavern-goer B: "Oh yeah, by the way, happy birthday! Here!"

Budding Adventurer: (Is rickscrolled) "We'll see who's laughing when I get that horribly cursed object!"

ACT THE SECOND:

Budding Adventurer: "Hah! I knew making that scroll sing continuously would keep the monsters from approaching me! Of course, I'm completely insane now, but eh-! The ring is mine!"

Spirit 1: "Beware!"

Spirit 2: "Don't touch it!"

Spirit 3: "Horror awaits you!"

Budding Adventurer: "Hey! I just had a great idea! I'll give this horribly cursed ring to the girl I wanna impress! Who needs to pay his creditors when he's getting nookie?"

Spirit 1: "You... you can hear us, right? Right?!?

Budding Adventurer: "Sure I can! What's your point?"

Spirit 2: "We are the souls of those who possessed the ring before you. We remain bound to it forever, an unending torment, our only respite being the knowledge that we can warn away others, so that they might not share our fate."

Budding Adventurer: "Sorry, what was that? I was too busy putting on the horribly cursed ring! It fits! I can tell by the excruciating pain!"

Spirit 3: (Ethereal facepalms)

Jesus shit i cant stop laughing. I dont even know what part is the best part to sig!
Seriously, it feels like my face is going to melt. Your the funniest writer i have ever seen.
I hope you will write another act later in the game!

[DrPoo]

Sit on a gold piece. Claim it as the begining of your mighty horde.

You sit on a gold piece, and say "THIS IS THE FIRST STEP TO MY WORLD DOMINANCE!" while roaring a mighty can sound roar!
The goblin tries to wave you away, but then you breathe a sound effect at him, so annoying that he screams and runs away in horror! The sound effect was  so annoying that telling what kind of it was would cause an annoyance cascade.

[Monkeyfacedprickleback]

Gain power relative to the size of your horde. Thats how dragons work right? The larger the horde the stronger the dragon, Or is it the other way around?

[DrPoo]

Gain power relative to the size of your horde. Thats how dragons work right? The larger the horde the stronger the dragon, Or is it the other way around?

Just as you are about to become a demonic lifesize dragon lego model you polymorph!
You are now a zombie rat

[Monkeyfacedprickleback]

>Rot quietly and consider the philosophical ramifications of a living creature Polymorphing into an undead one.
Is Life truly so transient? Is death and undeath so easy to accomplish? If a living creature turns into a dead creature under a limit of time  can the creature really be considered dead? And can you be considered "undead" when you have yet to truly die? Death by neccesity must come before undeath, and you seem to have skipped a step.

[DrPoo]

>Rot quietly and consider the philosophical ramifications of a living creature Polymorphing into an undead one.
Is Life truly so transient? Is death and undeath so easy to accomplish? If a living creature turns into a dead creature under a limit of time  can the creature really be considered dead? And can you be considered "undead" when you have yet to truly die? Death by neccesity must come before undeath, and you seem to have skipped a step.

You morph into a depressed zombie rat