Kobold King he/him Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 Maybe Murphy hates Backtrack and has been targetting him all day? It turns out they're twins separated at birth, and the Unicyclist is their father. 2
TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her Posted March 23, 2015 Author Posted March 23, 2015 It turns out they're twins separated at birth, and the Unicyclist is their father. 1
Voidus Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 It turns out they're twins separated at birth, and the Unicyclist is their father. Words cannot describe my awe and confusion right now.
Kobold King he/him Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 I see no reason for the Unicyclist not to play the Imperial March every time he rolls into a room, and every reason for him to do so at his next earliest opportunity. 1
TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her Posted March 23, 2015 Author Posted March 23, 2015 I see no reason for the Unicyclist not to play the Imperial March every time he rolls into a room, and every reason for him to do so at his next earliest opportunity. Let it be written, let it be done! 1
Kobold King he/him Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 Guys, I'm gonna come clean with you. For a while now I've known exactly how Lightwards will die permanently. I've planned it out with another player; I've foreshadowed it whenever I could. After he's died and resurrected another twenty-seven more times, the plan can be executed. Wanna know what it is? Look in the spoiler box. SPOILERS, GUYS 3
TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her Posted March 23, 2015 Author Posted March 23, 2015 Guys, I'm gonna come clean with you. For a while now I've known exactly how Lightwards will die permanently. I've planned it out with another player; I've foreshadowed it whenever I could. After he's died and resurrected another twenty-seven more times, the plan can be executed. Wanna know what it is? Look in the spoiler box. SPOILERS, GUYS I can confirm this is exactly how it will happen. Except the cannon will be pink. 2
Voidus Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 Guys, I'm gonna come clean with you. For a while now I've known exactly how Lightwards will die permanently. I've planned it out with another player; I've foreshadowed it whenever I could. After he's died and resurrected another twenty-seven more times, the plan can be executed. Wanna know what it is? Look in the spoiler box. SPOILERS, GUYS Huh. And here I was expecting him to get taken down by a herd of lerprechauns. 1
Kobold King he/him Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 Huh. And here I was expecting him to get taken down by a herd of lerprechauns. That's an alternate ending. "Sunburst" and the energy-manipulating powers are just a cover--when Revolution becomes an Epic, she'll actually gain the power to summon herds of leprechauns to attack her enemies. 1
Voidus Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 That's an alternate ending. "Sunburst" and the energy-manipulating powers are just a cover--when Revolution becomes an Epic, she'll actually gain the power to summon herds of leprechauns to attack her enemies. WHOOC it? I can pay you in canon fodder? 2
Kobold King he/him Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 WHOOC it? I can pay you in canon fodder? "Revolution," Sam pleaded. "You don't have to do this. You have to fight it..." The wee leprechauns beside her, while only coming up to her hip, had grips of iron. They held her back as their mistress strode through the jungle clearing, sparing her former friends not a moment's glance. "Don't be makin' dis 'arder than it 'as ter be, dearie," a leprechaun chastised. "Our mistress is 'ard at work," another explained in a trilling voice. "She'll git ter yer eventually. For nigh jist keep yisser trap closed an' 'av a wee patience, eh?" Sam had no idea what the leprechauns were saying, but she knew they weren't the answers she wanted to hear. "Revolution!" she cried again. "Please! You're not like this! You're a good human being, a pacifist even! You're not a leprechaun terrorist!" Finally, the woman turned to regard Sam with a solemn expression. She strode across the patted jungle soil, stopping mere inches from Sam's face. "I'm sorry, Samantha," she said quietly. "I know this must be hard on you. But the Revolution you know is gone. Now there is only Hibernia." "Ail Queen 'Ibernia!" the leprechauns cheered in unison. Sam ignored them. "You're still in there, Revolution," she continued to plead. "You're not Hibernia. You're..." "A weakling," a flat voice said from the bushes. Revolution--Hibernia, rather--turned swiftly from her teenage captive to face the man behind the voice. Out from behind a tree stepped Lightwards, his eyes flashing in anger. "Hello, Hibernia," he sneered. "Under any other circumstances I'd congratulate you for joining the ranks of Epics, but since you're apparently a joyous leprechaun now, I hope you'll forgive me if I just laugh to your face." The leprechauns hissed, and a few threw gold coins at the necromancer. Hibernia merely smiled. "You mock my glorious children," she proclaimed gently, "because you know the corpses you raise can never be as jolly. They're miserable reflections of a miserable man. I intend to put you and your little Warriors out of their misery." Lightwards threw his head back and laughed, having to put a hand on his bowler hat to keep it from falling off. "You? Put me out of my misery? I think not, little Epic. Your whiskey-scented gnomes can't kill me, and I can have you killed at a moment's notice. You are a joke, and I am a god." "You are not a god," Hibernia whispered. "You're just a snake." She raised her arms, her green, white, and orange cape flapping behind her. The ground trembled beneath her. A patch of shamrocks sprung up around her feet. The leprechauns began to giggle in glee and anticipation. Hibernia clapped her hands, and a rainbow sprung into being. The trail of bright colors arced through the Museum's humid air, lighting up the forest with a prismatic display. Sam gasped. The leprechauns cheered. Lightwards screamed. The rainbow left prismatic after-shadows in the eyes of all present, but once it was gone they could all see its effects. Lightwards stood motionless, a statue of solid gold. His last expression of sheer terror was frozen in his metallic face. "You're just a snake," Hibernia whispered, almost sorrowfully. "And there are no snakes in Ireland. I am the new St. Patrick. I will drive the snakes from my home." She turned her attention to the leprechauns, who still held the vanillas in their vice-like grips--though it might not have been strictly necessary. Each of them were staring at their friend with eyes as wide as wagon wheels and jaws agape. The leprechauns themselves were cheering and whistling, and a few had struck up a spirited round of Irish drinking songs. Hibernia's eyes settled back on Sam, whose gaze was the most startled and awestruck of all. "It's been a long day," Hibernia said with a smile. "Why don't we head over to the Springfield for a pint?" Do I qualify for a cannon fodder Epic now? 3
Voidus Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 "Revolution," Sam pleaded. "You don't have to do this. You have to fight it..." The wee leprechauns beside her, while only coming up to her hip, had grips of iron. They held her back as their mistress strode through the jungle clearing, sparing her former friends not a moment's glance. "Don't be makin' dis 'arder than it 'as ter be, dearie," a leprechaun chastised. "Our mistress is 'ard at work," another explained in a trilling voice. "She'll git ter yer eventually. For nigh jist keep yisser trap closed an' 'av a wee patience, eh?" Sam had no idea what the leprechauns were saying, but she knew they weren't the answers she wanted to hear. "Revolution!" she cried again. "Please! You're not like this! You're a good human being, a pacifist even! You're not a leprechaun terrorist!" Finally, the woman turned to regard Sam with a solemn expression. She strode across the patted jungle soil, stopping mere inches from Sam's face. "I'm sorry, Samantha," she said quietly. "I know this must be hard on you. But the Revolution you know is gone. Now there is only Hibernia." "Ail Queen 'Ibernia!" the leprechauns cheered in unison. Sam ignored them. "You're still in there, Revolution," she continued to plead. "You're not Hibernia. You're..." "A weakling," a flat voice said from the bushes. Revolution--Hibernia, rather--turned swiftly from her teenage captive to face the man behind the voice. Out from behind a tree stepped Lightwards, his eyes flashing in anger. "Hello, Hibernia," he sneered. "Under any other circumstances I'd congratulate you for joining the ranks of Epics, but since you're apparently a joyous leprechaun now, I hope you'll forgive me if I just laugh to your face." The leprechauns hissed, and a few threw gold coins at the necromancer. Hibernia merely smiled. "You mock my glorious children," she proclaimed gently, "because you know the corpses you raise can never be as jolly. They're miserable reflections of a miserable man. I intend to put you and your little Warriors out of their misery." Lightwards threw his head back and laughed, having to put a hand on his bowler hat to keep it from falling off. "You? Put me out of my misery? I think not, little Epic. Your whiskey-scented gnomes can't kill me, and I can have you killed at a moment's notice. You are a joke, and I am a god." "You are not a god," Hibernia whispered. "You're just a snake." She raised her arms, her green, white, and orange cape flapping behind her. The ground trembled beneath her. A patch of shamrocks sprung up around her feet. The leprechauns began to giggle in glee and anticipation. Hibernia clapped her hands, and a rainbow sprung into being. The trail of bright colors arced through the Museum's humid air, lighting up the forest with a prismatic display. Sam gasped. The leprechauns cheered. Lightwards screamed. The rainbow left prismatic after-shadows in the eyes of all present, but once it was gone they could all see its effects. Lightwards stood motionless, a statue of solid gold. His last expression of sheer terror was frozen in his metallic face. "You're just a snake," Hibernia whispered, almost sorrowfully. "And there are no snakes in Ireland. I am the new St. Patrick. I will drive the snakes from my home." She turned her attention to the leprechauns, who still held the vanillas in their vice-like grips--though it might not have been strictly necessary. Each of them were staring at their friend with eyes as wide as wagon wheels and jaws agape. The leprechauns themselves were cheering and whistling, and a few had struck up a spirited round of Irish drinking songs. Hibernia's eyes settled back on Sam, whose gaze was the most startled and awestruck of all. "It's been a long day," Hibernia said with a smile. "Why don't we head over to the Springfield for a pint?" Do I qualify for a cannon fodder Epic now? Definitely Any requests?
Kobold King he/him Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 Definitely Any requests? Hmm... a Californian Epic I can incorporate into Backtrack's backstory as a former employer of his, perhaps?
Voidus Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 Hmm... a Californian Epic I can incorporate into Backtrack's backstory as a former employer of his, perhaps? How about one of the Beach Boys? Good Vibrations: Not quite a true Earthquake Epic GV can send a ripple through any surface he touches, when using his power on a liquid its effect is even more pronounced allowing him to create large waves with enough force to damage some smaller buildings. Pet sounds: A telepath capable of mentally communicating with most domesticated animals. Surfin': Can manipulate surface tension to walk or stand on water. They're all big fans of the Beach Boys 4
Kobold King he/him Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 How about one of the Beach Boys? Good Vibrations: Not quite a true Earthquake Epic GV can send a ripple through any surface he touches, when using his power on a liquid its effect is even more pronounced allowing him to create large waves with enough force to damage some smaller buildings. Pet sounds: A telepath capable of mentally communicating with most domesticated animals. Surfin': Can manipulate surface tension to walk or stand on water. They're all big fans of the Beach Boys Thanks, I may very well use one of those. Even though I have no idea who the Beach Boys are.
Voidus Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 Thanks, I may very well use one of those. Even though I have no idea who the Beach Boys are. Really? I was not even aware that was possible Hmmm... Well I'll work on some more with pop-culture references more recent than the 60's
TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her Posted March 23, 2015 Author Posted March 23, 2015 "Revolution," Sam pleaded. "You don't have to do this. You have to fight it..." The wee leprechauns beside her, while only coming up to her hip, had grips of iron. They held her back as their mistress strode through the jungle clearing, sparing her former friends not a moment's glance. "Don't be makin' dis 'arder than it 'as ter be, dearie," a leprechaun chastised. "Our mistress is 'ard at work," another explained in a trilling voice. "She'll git ter yer eventually. For nigh jist keep yisser trap closed an' 'av a wee patience, eh?" Sam had no idea what the leprechauns were saying, but she knew they weren't the answers she wanted to hear. "Revolution!" she cried again. "Please! You're not like this! You're a good human being, a pacifist even! You're not a leprechaun terrorist!" Finally, the woman turned to regard Sam with a solemn expression. She strode across the patted jungle soil, stopping mere inches from Sam's face. "I'm sorry, Samantha," she said quietly. "I know this must be hard on you. But the Revolution you know is gone. Now there is only Hibernia." "Ail Queen 'Ibernia!" the leprechauns cheered in unison. Sam ignored them. "You're still in there, Revolution," she continued to plead. "You're not Hibernia. You're..." "A weakling," a flat voice said from the bushes. Revolution--Hibernia, rather--turned swiftly from her teenage captive to face the man behind the voice. Out from behind a tree stepped Lightwards, his eyes flashing in anger. "Hello, Hibernia," he sneered. "Under any other circumstances I'd congratulate you for joining the ranks of Epics, but since you're apparently a joyous leprechaun now, I hope you'll forgive me if I just laugh to your face." The leprechauns hissed, and a few threw gold coins at the necromancer. Hibernia merely smiled. "You mock my glorious children," she proclaimed gently, "because you know the corpses you raise can never be as jolly. They're miserable reflections of a miserable man. I intend to put you and your little Warriors out of their misery." Lightwards threw his head back and laughed, having to put a hand on his bowler hat to keep it from falling off. "You? Put me out of my misery? I think not, little Epic. Your whiskey-scented gnomes can't kill me, and I can have you killed at a moment's notice. You are a joke, and I am a god." "You are not a god," Hibernia whispered. "You're just a snake." She raised her arms, her green, white, and orange cape flapping behind her. The ground trembled beneath her. A patch of shamrocks sprung up around her feet. The leprechauns began to giggle in glee and anticipation. Hibernia clapped her hands, and a rainbow sprung into being. The trail of bright colors arced through the Museum's humid air, lighting up the forest with a prismatic display. Sam gasped. The leprechauns cheered. Lightwards screamed. The rainbow left prismatic after-shadows in the eyes of all present, but once it was gone they could all see its effects. Lightwards stood motionless, a statue of solid gold. His last expression of sheer terror was frozen in his metallic face. "You're just a snake," Hibernia whispered, almost sorrowfully. "And there are no snakes in Ireland. I am the new St. Patrick. I will drive the snakes from my home." She turned her attention to the leprechauns, who still held the vanillas in their vice-like grips--though it might not have been strictly necessary. Each of them were staring at their friend with eyes as wide as wagon wheels and jaws agape. The leprechauns themselves were cheering and whistling, and a few had struck up a spirited round of Irish drinking songs. Hibernia's eyes settled back on Sam, whose gaze was the most startled and awestruck of all. "It's been a long day," Hibernia said with a smile. "Why don't we head over to the Springfield for a pint?" Do I qualify for a cannon fodder Epic now? Are you SURE you want to turn her into Sunburst? I think Hibernia could do the job just as well. 1
Kobold King he/him Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 Are you SURE you want to turn her into Sunburst? I think Hibernia could do the job just as well. Depends on how stereotypically Irish you want the RP to become. 1
TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her Posted March 23, 2015 Author Posted March 23, 2015 Depends on how stereotypically Irish you want the RP to become. Pro: Everyone would get a free pint. Con: Funtimes would lead literally everyone on a quest to find the Lucky Charms. Yeah, it's probably best if we stick with Sunburst. 2
Kobold King he/him Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 Pro: Everyone would get a free pint. Con: Funtimes would lead literally everyone on a quest to find the Lucky Charms. Yeah, it's probably best if we stick with Sunburst. I don't see how that second part is a con. I found an anime character creator that I've been toying with. How does this look for Sam? It's not exactly how I've pictured her, but it's the best I can do with the creator's limited options. The creator's here, if anyone else wants to kill some time with it. 3
Voidus Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 I don't see how that second part is a con. I found an anime character creator that I've been toying with. How does this look for Sam? It's not exactly how I've pictured her, but it's the best I can do with the creator's limited options. The creator's here, if anyone else wants to kill some time with it. I agree, the war of Lucky charms sounds a lot better than the genocide of Oregon. Looks pretty good but it doesn't quite feel right for Sam. I would have thought there'd be more gothic clothing options too, it's pretty common in anime. 1
TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her Posted March 23, 2015 Author Posted March 23, 2015 I don't see how that second part is a con. I found an anime character creator that I've been toying with. How does this look for Sam? It's not exactly how I've pictured her, but it's the best I can do with the creator's limited options. The creator's here, if anyone else wants to kill some time with it. I like it, but I think the creator needs more options. I agree, the war of Lucky charms sounds a lot better than the genocide of Oregon. Looks pretty good but it doesn't quite feel right for Sam. I would have thought there'd be more gothic clothing options too, it's pretty common in anime. The downside of Funtimes' quest for the Lucky Charms comes when the consequences of everyone getting a free pint kick in. Yes, this quest would be conducted with 99% of the party drunk. …okay, even I'm having a hard time seeing how that's a bad thing. 2
Kobold King he/him Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 I like it, but I think the creator needs more options. The downside of Funtimes' quest for the Lucky Charms comes when the consequences of everyone getting a free pint kick in. Yes, this quest would be conducted with 99% of the party drunk. …okay, even I'm having a hard time seeing how that's a bad thing. I checked for you. There's no glitter hair option. It still surprises me that General Zoi's Pony Creator is genuinely the best character creator on the web. It has the most and best options, the most customization potential, and the easiest interface. In short, the pony fandom is the best fandom. After seeing Doctor Drunktimes, I'm of the opinion that we need to give Funtimes a pint more often. 1
Voidus Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 I would love to have PP get drunk and have a massive argument and brawl with himself 3
Kobold King he/him Posted March 23, 2015 Posted March 23, 2015 I would love to have PP get drunk and have a massive argument and brawl with himself That makes all of us.
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