Question 3

[Edgedancer he/him]

What's that? I should be doing homework right now? Sorry, too busy ponifying Epics!

 

 

Any names and/or power guesses? 

 

The man almost certainly has some kind of fire powers (probably higher level), mabe add light manipulation or using others as fuel, as for the name, here are some ideas. Candlelight, Hellfire, Meltdown, Last Light. Firefight

 

This ones harder maybe something with flight or razor winds? Harpy?

Those are really awesome.

 

I already know their names and powers, so it'd be unfair for me to enter serious guesses. With that in mind, I'm guessing Count Awesomesauce and Scratchy McYelloweyes.

Someone got his birthday present early. (So they´ll make an apperance?)

 

 

Wait...if Astoria is going to be the land of High Insanity...can Wandersail create winds powerful enough for a highstorm (YES I REALLY WANT A HIGHSTORM TO HIT ASTORIA KAY?)

Side note: do we have anyone I'm the ship who can control rain

Fine by me but a storm like that would mess with the ship as well, wouldn´t they?

Edited November 1, 2014 by Edgedancer

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

The man almost certainly has some kind of fire powers (probably higher level), mabe add light manipulation or using others as fuel, as for the name, here are some ideas. Candlelight, Hellfire, Meltdown, Last Light. Firefight

 

This ones harder maybe something with flight or razor winds? Harpy?

Someone got his birthday present early. (So they´ll make an apperance?)

 

 

Fine by me but a storm like that would mess with the ship as well, wouldn´t they?

 

If it helps, the man has already been mentioned in this thread. 

 

Both will make an appearance, though not in current continuity. 

 

Not if a certain spatial-distortion Epic decided to become a pirate. (mail-mi wants to see a highstorm in Astoria? I want to see Mobius as a pirate. I'd also kind of like to see how she'd do working customer service, but that's another story. ) 

[Edgedancer he/him]

If it helps, the man has already been mentioned in this thread. 

 

Both will make an appearance, though not in current continuity. 

 

Not if a certain spatial-distortion Epic decided to become a pirate. (mail-mi wants to see a highstorm in Astoria? I want to see Mobius as a pirate. I'd also kind of like to see how she'd do working customer service, but that's another story. ) 

So it is Soulflicker? To be honest the clothes do not make me think Vampire count.

 

You really like putting female high Epics into customer service, don´t you? First Lucentia and now Möbius. You could also make them waitresses to add a face to face level.

[mail-mi he/him]

The man almost certainly has some kind of fire powers (probably higher level), mabe add light manipulation or using others as fuel, as for the name, here are some ideas. Candlelight, Hellfire, Meltdown, Last Light. Firefight

 

This ones harder maybe something with flight or razor winds? Harpy?

Someone got his birthday present early. (So they´ll make an apperance?)

 

 

Fine by me but a storm like that would mess with the ship as well, wouldn´t they?

Not if they were far far away from the source and it was their grand entrance

[Jo and the Bush all/any]

Mail-mi, we already have a Wind Epic on the Crew. Catchsail. Is Wandersail willing to work together with him, or would you rather replace him?

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

So it is Soulflicker? To be honest the clothes do not make me think Vampire count.

 

You really like putting female high Epics into customer service, don´t you? First Lucentia and now Möbius. You could also make them waitresses to add a face to face level.

 

It was the closest thing the old creator had to a suit and tie. The new one would've let me give him more vampire-like clothes, to be sure, but I wouldn't have been able to use the cutie mark. 

 

I like adding all Epics to customer service. Pretty much every job within that sector sucks, and with how self-important and spoiled our Epics can be, there's just something very karmic about forcing them to perform menial jobs where talking back to a customer who just insulted you can get you a bad review at best and fired at worst. 

[mail-mi he/him]

Mail-mi, we already have a Wind Epic on the Crew. Catchsail. Is Wandersail willing to work together with him, or would you rather replace him?

Oh. Has anybody claimed Catchsail? If not, could I replace him?

[Edgedancer he/him]

Not if they were far far away from the source and it was their grand entrance

Wouldn´t a high storm make it obcernly hard to loot the place and as such unfavorable? (That´s of course ignoring that just attacking a place that may house people that can casually sink you ship isn´t exactly a smart move.)

[mail-mi he/him]

Wouldn´t a high storm make it obcernly hard to loot the place and as such unfavorable? (That´s of course ignoring that just attacking a place that may house people that can casually sink you ship isn´t exactly a smart move.)

Well, if you just wanted to destroy the place... (STOP TRYING TO RUIN MY DREAMS )

[Jo and the Bush all/any]

Oh. Has anybody claimed Catchsail? If not, could I replace him?

Currently, he's just one of many Epics made by Voidus for my Crew. You can claim or replace him as you want. 

[Edgedancer he/him]

Well, if you just wanted to destroy the place... (STOP TRYING TO RUIN MY DREAMS )

Let me give you a realistic acount of what would happen should the Tidebreaker crew decide to make an entrance like that.

The Storm hits town, actual damage depends if Lucentia is back there to build a stormwall or not, potentially making it next to useless.

Astoria knows there are enemies out there.

The Metal hurls himself out to their ship and rip it into the sky, where he will proceed to kill everyone without PI in free fall. (Honestly, you don´t want gather not immortals in limited space when dealing with him. Told you he´s OP. )

Edited November 1, 2014 by Edgedancer

[mail-mi he/him]

Currently, he's just one of many Epics made by Voidus for my Crew. You can claim or replace him as you want.

Yeah I'll replace him then. Thanks

[Kobold King he/him]

If it helps, the man has already been mentioned in this thread. 

 

Both will make an appearance, though not in current continuity. 

 

Not if a certain spatial-distortion Epic decided to become a pirate. (mail-mi wants to see a highstorm in Astoria? I want to see Mobius as a pirate. I'd also kind of like to see how she'd do working customer service, but that's another story. ) 

 

* GASP * Lord Snakehands, I knew it was you!

 

We get to see Möbius in customer service only after Funtimes. Fair is fair.

[Edgedancer he/him]

* GASP * Lord Snakehands, I knew it was you!

 

We get to see Möbius in customer service only after Funtimes. Fair is fair.

Someone has to write a fic with Möbius, Funtimes and Lucentia in different branches of customer service.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

* GASP * Lord Snakehands, I knew it was you!

 

We get to see Möbius in customer service only after Funtimes. Fair is fair.

 

Sadly, the pony creator lacks the one thing needed to bring Lord Snakehands to life: the ability to replace random limbs with reptiles.  

 

Your wish is my command. 

 

"Lady, I need more ketchup!" 

 

Doctor Funtimes waved her hand in the direction of his table without turning around. A fork vanished, and a ramekin of ketchup appeared in its place. 

 

"From the kitchen, lady." 

 

Funtimes turned and grinned, pen still poised above her notepad. "Ketchup's ketchup, dummyface. Eat it or wear it!" 

 

The portly, middle-aged man's face turned nearly as red as his ketchup. "What did you say to me?" 

 

She giggled. "You heard me." 

 

"Say it again." 

 

If Funtimes heard the warning note in his lowered voice, she gave no indication of it. Instead, she pranced forward, stopped beside his table, and leaned over, pen and notepad clasped behind her back. A small giggle escaped her lips. "I said, eat it or wear it." 

 

"I want to speak to your manager." 

 

"He's busy." 

 

"Tell him a customer wants to speak to him." 

 

"He's with a customer." 

 

"A hamster is not a customer!" 

 

Her hands flew to her mouth as she straightened in horror. "Mister Hamsterface paid for his salad just like you're not going to pay for that cheeseburger the size of your stupid fat face!" 

 

"That doesn't even—" 

 

"How dare you accuse him of being a cheapy-cheapskate like you! Mister Hamsterface is twice the customer you'll ever be, and if you don't think I'm telling the truth—" 

 

"Bring me your manager this instant!" 

 

Silence fell across the diner as every eye turned to stare. The man's fist remained on the table, his face an alarming shade of scarlet. His wife tugged on Funtimes' sleeve. 

 

"Miss, just bring us the ketchup. Please. We won't ask for your manager if you just bring us the ketchup." 

 

Funtimes giggled, and the man yelped. Ketchup coated his chest, oozing across his skin in slow red waves, and his shirt was gone. 

 

"There ya go. All the ketchup anybody'd want ever." She leaned forward again, tapping his nose affectionately. "All you had to do was ask." 

 

"I'm taking this to corporate," he called, but Funtimes didn't hear. She skipped back to the kitchen, singing at the top of her lungs.

 

"Ketchup, ketchup, ketchup for the fatty…."

[Tulir he/him]

For the Question I think the only really important arrangements are Joe starting to create an Epic pirate Crew and talk about making an active thread for Astoria, which would then be attacked by the pirates. There have of coure also been many jokes and some planning for the moment.

 

In case you also want something for Portland and the Dalles, I would appreciate a reminder from which point on.

Thanks.  I have been staying up to date with the occasional Portland/Dalles post, so thanks for the other information.

[Edgedancer he/him]

Sadly, the pony creator lacks the one thing needed to bring Lord Snakehands to life: the ability to replace random limbs with reptiles.

 

Your wish is my command. 

 

"Lady, I need more ketchup!" 

 

Doctor Funtimes waved her hand in the direction of his table without turning around. A fork vanished, and a ramekin of ketchup appeared in its place. 

 

"From the kitchen, lady." 

 

Funtimes turned and grinned, pen still poised above her notepad. "Ketchup's ketchup, dummyface. Eat it or wear it!" 

 

The portly, middle-aged man's face turned nearly as red as his ketchup. "What did you say to me?" 

 

She giggled. "You heard me." 

 

"Say it again." 

 

If Funtimes heard the warning note in his lowered voice, she gave no indication of it. Instead, she pranced forward, stopped beside his table, and leaned over, pen and notepad clasped behind her back. A small giggle escaped her lips. "I said, eat it or wear it." 

 

"I want to speak to your manager." 

 

"He's busy." 

 

"Tell him a customer wants to speak to him." 

 

"He's with a customer." 

 

"A hamster is not a customer!" 

 

Her hands flew to her mouth as she straightened in horror. "Mister Hamsterface paid for his salad just like you're not going to pay for that cheeseburger the size of your stupid fat face!" 

 

"That doesn't even—" 

 

"How dare you accuse him of being a cheapy-cheapskate like you! Mister Hamsterface is twice the customer you'll ever be, and if you don't think I'm telling the truth—" 

 

"Bring me your manager this instant!" 

 

Silence fell across the diner as every eye turned to stare. The man's fist remained on the table, his face an alarming shade of scarlet. His wife tugged on Funtimes' sleeve. 

 

"Miss, just bring us the ketchup. Please. We won't ask for your manager if you just bring us the ketchup." 

 

Funtimes giggled, and the man yelped. Ketchup coated his chest, oozing across his skin in slow red waves, and his shirt was gone. 

 

"There ya go. All the ketchup anybody'd want ever." She leaned forward again, tapping his nose affectionately. "All you had to do was ask." 

 

"I'm taking this to corporate," he called, but Funtimes didn't hear. She skipped back to the kitchen, singing at the top of her lungs.

 

"Ketchup, ketchup, ketchup for the fatty…."

They get to keep their powers? I´ve changed my mind, don´t write scenes for Möbius and Lucentia, just think of their victims.  

 

(Had you any chance to listen to Calamity´s possible not canon theme song?)

Thanks.  I have been staying up to date with the occasional Portland/Dalles post, so thanks for the other information.

My pleasure. Feel free to design something on the upper power scale and throw it in there.  

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

They get to keep their powers? I´ve changed my mind, don´t write scenes for Möbius and Lucentia, just think of their victims.

 

(Had you any chance to listen to Calamity´s possible not canon theme song?)

My pleasure. Feel free to design something on the upper power scale and throw it in there.

 

Think of it this way: Lucentia is serving Lightwards, and Mobius is serving Nighthound. So in other words, their victims totally deserve it.  

 

(Yes. I turned it off after the first verse because it was night and I wanted to get some sleep. ) 

[Kobold King he/him]

Sadly, the pony creator lacks the one thing needed to bring Lord Snakehands to life: the ability to replace random limbs with reptiles.

 

Your wish is my command. 

 

"Lady, I need more ketchup!" 

 

Doctor Funtimes waved her hand in the direction of his table without turning around. A fork vanished, and a ramekin of ketchup appeared in its place. 

 

"From the kitchen, lady." 

 

Funtimes turned and grinned, pen still poised above her notepad. "Ketchup's ketchup, dummyface. Eat it or wear it!" 

 

The portly, middle-aged man's face turned nearly as red as his ketchup. "What did you say to me?" 

 

She giggled. "You heard me." 

 

"Say it again." 

 

If Funtimes heard the warning note in his lowered voice, she gave no indication of it. Instead, she pranced forward, stopped beside his table, and leaned over, pen and notepad clasped behind her back. A small giggle escaped her lips. "I said, eat it or wear it." 

 

"I want to speak to your manager." 

 

"He's busy." 

 

"Tell him a customer wants to speak to him." 

 

"He's with a customer." 

 

"A hamster is not a customer!" 

 

Her hands flew to her mouth as she straightened in horror. "Mister Hamsterface paid for his salad just like you're not going to pay for that cheeseburger the size of your stupid fat face!" 

 

"That doesn't even—" 

 

"How dare you accuse him of being a cheapy-cheapskate like you! Mister Hamsterface is twice the customer you'll ever be, and if you don't think I'm telling the truth—" 

 

"Bring me your manager this instant!" 

 

Silence fell across the diner as every eye turned to stare. The man's fist remained on the table, his face an alarming shade of scarlet. His wife tugged on Funtimes' sleeve. 

 

"Miss, just bring us the ketchup. Please. We won't ask for your manager if you just bring us the ketchup." 

 

Funtimes giggled, and the man yelped. Ketchup coated his chest, oozing across his skin in slow red waves, and his shirt was gone. 

 

"There ya go. All the ketchup anybody'd want ever." She leaned forward again, tapping his nose affectionately. "All you had to do was ask." 

 

"I'm taking this to corporate," he called, but Funtimes didn't hear. She skipped back to the kitchen, singing at the top of her lungs.

 

"Ketchup, ketchup, ketchup for the fatty…."

 

It actually occurs to me that Mobius has been a server in canon; she was a waitress at a dingy roadside sushi bar.

 

The result? She destroyed the bar and killed everyone in it.

 

 

My pleasure. Feel free to design something on the upper power scale and throw it in there.

 

My Epics for Astoria so far: Sharkbait and Jingleberry. Somehow I doubt I'm thinking big enough.

 

 

(Yes. I turned it off after the first verse because it was night and I wanted to get some sleep. ) 

 

Why does that creepy guy smile? WHY DOES HE SMILE?

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

It actually occurs to me that Mobius has been a server in canon; she was a waitress at a dingy roadside sushi bar.

 

The result? She destroyed the bar and killed everyone in it.

 

 

 

My Epics for Astoria so far: Sharkbait and Jingleberry. Somehow I doubt I'm thinking big enough.

 

 

 

Why does that creepy guy smile? WHY DOES HE SMILE?

 

Again, just picture her serving Nighthound. Karmic, no?  

 

I have the Financier, though I don't have anything for him besides "is somewhat insane and has a pathological fear of numbers" and "is clear evidence of Lucentia's poor judgment and/or sadism, since she apparently made him her finance officer." I'll need to find some way to make him totally OP so there's a canonical reason Lucentia hasn't just killed him already. 

 

NO. 

[Edgedancer he/him]

Think of it this way: Lucentia is serving Lightwards, and Mobius is serving Nighthound. So in other words, their victims totally deserve it.

 

(Yes. I turned it off after the first verse because it was night and I wanted to get some sleep. ) 

If you say it that way...that kind of defeats the purpose of the exercise. (Still totally worth it.)

 

That was probably the smart move. The song represents the bad end of a story afterall. My evil site just craves someting like this, when I work on Epics being influenced by Calamity.

 

It actually occurs to me that Mobius has been a server in canon; she was a waitress at a dingy roadside sushi bar.

 

The result? She destroyed the bar and killed everyone in it.

 

 

 

My Epics for Astoria so far: Sharkbait and Jingleberry. Somehow I doubt I'm thinking big enough.

 

 

 

Why does that creepy guy smile? WHY DOES HE SMILE?

"Serving" Nighthound it is then.

 

That´s sounds like a true assesment but they still seem fun.

 

That is a very convoluted story involving Eldricht Abdominations and a (mostly) stable time loop. You probably don´t want the details.

 

I have the Financier, though I don't have anything for him besides "is somewhat insane and has a pathological fear of numbers" and "is clear evidence of Lucentia's poor judgment and/or sadism, since she apparently made him her finance officer." I'll need to find some way to make him totally OP so there's a canonical reason Lucentia hasn't just killed him already.

The question what exactly his powers would be was on my mind to be honest.

Edited November 1, 2014 by Edgedancer

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

The question what exactly his powers would be was on my mind to be honest.

 

All I have for him is that he's a resurrection Epic with a similar mental-decay caveat to Lightwards. Although in his case, he sees numbers as increasingly violent living entities with each resurrection, so by 15 deaths, he'll whip out a pistol and screech obscenities whenever anyone (probably Nighthound) shows him a budget report. 

Edited November 1, 2014 by TwiLyghtSansSparkles

[Kobold King he/him]

I have the Financier, though I don't have anything for him besides "is somewhat insane and has a pathological fear of numbers" and "is clear evidence of Lucentia's poor judgment and/or sadism, since she apparently made him her finance officer." I'll need to find some way to make him totally OP so there's a canonical reason Lucentia hasn't just killed him already. 

 

 

Some kind of weird mathematical ability, perhaps? Maybe when he's confronted with a group of objects, he can either multiply or divide them. So when bullets are fired his way he can simply "multiply them by zero," causing them all to disappear. Or when he fires his own gun he can multiply his shot so that thousands of bullets are instantly poured towards his enemy.

 

...I don't really understand what I just said either.

[Edgedancer he/him]

All I have for him is that he's a resurrection Epic with a similar mental-decay caveat to Lightwards. Although in his case, he sees numbers as increasingly violent living entities with each resurrection, so by 15 deaths, he'll whip out a pistol and screech obscenities whenever anyone (probably Nighthound) shows him a budget report. 

Maybe give him some kind of prediction powers?

[mail-mi he/him]

Some kind of weird mathematical ability, perhaps? Maybe when he's confronted with a group of objects, he can either multiply or divide them. So when bullets are fired his way he can simply "multiply them by zero," causing them all to disappear. Or when he fires his own gun he can multiply his shot so that thousands of bullets are instantly poured towards his enemy.

 

...I don't really understand what I just said either.

 

I like this idea. Maybe he keeps a paper that says "bullets x 0 = 0" on his person at all times so that he can whip it out and remove all of the bullets (and then proceed to be frightened by the number 0 and rip up the paper )