Voidus

Well we can't be the people you wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley if other people can't enter said alley. We would just be the people you don't meet in a dark alley.

The Worldspike definitely would act as a perpendicularity but it's also shielded on all three realms so that people can't just destroy the universe Some of the Alleys would also do the trick probably, as mentioned that is why the Alleyverse was created.

"Why do people keep doing that?" *Resumes experiment to spike the power of Cthulu into a hamster*

Well I figured that if we released the contents of our most harmless alley to the public then they might be a bit less suspicious. Sorry guys, I may have dropped the ball on that one.

Are you including the city-levelling bomb in that?

Epic technology is a very broad umbrella, could be literally anything

We came before and will endure til long after. FOR SCIENCE!!!

Most Epics would be considered pretty OP compared to other cosmere magics but that's the only issue I'd say. I'm definitely not one to judge people liking creating Epic characters. *Gestures towards binders full of Epic ideas for the Reckoners RP*

The shadow held out one hand, holding a small gemstone sitting in a metallic housing. It wordlessly deposited it on a nearby table before collapsing in on itself, becoming a mere patch of shadow once again.

The shadow shifted again under watching eyes, it remained an intangible patch of darkness, seeming to form a series of shapes that flowed from one to another. An indistinct cloud became some small rounded object which became a single spike before reforming into the silhouette of a dog, the dog then morphed into a hooded figure which seemed to look right back out of it's shadowy corner, beckoning.

Finally the lasers, explosions, swords and huge creatures all stopped. Quiet returned to the Waystop. "Is it over?" Laurelai asked the air, uncurling herself. Someone had brought her to a large metal vehicle, a tank she remembered. One used by the Chaos Marines it seemed, but what in Odiums name were they doing here? Why attack the Waystop? Why break the peace and quiet and bring all of this chaos, this destruction? As she studied the bodies around her, a cold sweat broke out across her skin along with a feeling of nausea rising from her stomach. She clutched one hand to her mouth and closed her eyes, taking some deep, steadying breaths. "Might need help." A masculine voice nearby asked. Turning, she saw a large man wearing a long cloak, a weapon in one of his hands pointed towards a nearby, it's head was completely- Laurelai turned herself away, shutting her eyes again. "Just a sec." She weakly managed to squeeze out. "I can Reseal. Just... Just need a minute to prepare." Taking a minute to calm back down, she turned towards the man again. This time her sinuses were blocked enough that she couldn't smell the aftermath of the fight, but still, out of her peripheral vision she could see the blood, the broken bodies, torn apart, burned, disintegrated. Too many horrors to count, even if it did seem that these men and women had deserved it. Seeing their bodies like this wasn't easy. Diverting her attention towards her savior, she examined his wounds. Was that Stormlight keeping him alive? She couldn't see a glow, but people didn't usually survive having a hand-sized hole blasted through their chest. Taking another steadying breath, she felt herself calm as she examined the wound clinically, medical knowledge and training helping her, this she was familiar with. Just a patient who needed some treatment. I can do this. I saw the wound be made, just a small tweak to his past, I'm sure his body wants to be whole again. She held a hand over the wound, more to cover the sight of the organs than out of any real need to channel her Forgery. Quickly she sketched a mental seal and pushed it towards the man, feeling the Dor flow through her and into his body. And then another familiar feeling, the Dor filled her Stamp but it also crackled with wild energy, exploding around her in another unpredictable surge of Investiture. "Sorry." She managed to say before it filled her completely. Suddenly her vision shifted. She could still see the man, but now she was behind him and twenty feet further away. That's a new one. She shifted again. Another twenty feet, almost back to where she started. Her mind struggled to keep up with her body and she felt the bile rise up her throat again. Shift. Shift. Shift. "This is not going to end well." She muttered, holding her hands to her mouth again. Shift. Shift. Shift. She was back near the main building of the Waystop now, from the brief glimpses she could make out. "Direct people who need it to me." Who was that man? He'd been here before she left hadn't he? Shift. Shift. She appeared immediately behind him and finally the world stabilized, she held one position in space for a few seconds. "Unless, of course, I don't actually know what's going on and nobody needs any help. i'm fine with that," He continued. She promptly vomited on his back.

Using a Fabrial to move within Shadesmar, Laurelai walked slowly, pondering the note in her hand. It seemed to be some kind of treasure hunt, but was there any treasure left? Regardless, it was an interesting exercise. One that let her stretch her intellectual muscles and also gave her a possibility of watching others on the hunt. Perhaps she could gain some new insight into her own mind, she could tell that she was close to her Essence Mark, but that last little bit felt like an eternity sometimes. But first she needed to return to the Waystop to gather the rest of her things. Tapping a finger to her chin, she continued to hold the piece of paper in front of her, reading it again as she stepped through the perpendicularity towards the peaceful Waystop. What the sparks happened to the peaceful Waystop!?! Immediately several bolts of what seemed to be pure light soared over her head as she exited. She had to dive out of the way of a small explosion but couldn't avoid all the shrapnel. Crouching in a small ball, Laurelai was very confused.

Might merge this with one of the other guides eventually but pinned for now.

A shadow shifts in the corner.

@A stick, @Silva, @Pessimistspren Please don't necro old intro threads

I was also a little disappointed that we didn't get to have a party.

By joining this tautology club you have both become members of the tautology club.

https://imgflip.com/ I assume

Mac strode through the streets of Olympia Polaris, one beefy hand clutching half a pizza, the other feeding it steadily into his mouth as he walked. People scattered as soon as they saw him, running as they saw his huge figure or heard his heavy footsteps. "Heh. Look at the little rats scurry." He drawled, wiping a piece of bacon that was caught on his lip. "Yeah. Well they'll be hurrying even faster after today." Hover said next to him. The contrast of his tiny body compared to Macs was almost comical as he moved across the pavement, hovering an inch off the ground. "Nah." Hover said back, stuffing another large section of pizza into his mouth and talking around it. "After today none of them will be brave enough to run, they'll stick around and roll out the carpets for us." He licked the remaining grease off his fingers, relishing the last of it. He felt it begin to change as soon as it entered his body, felt it give him power, strength. "Well that should be enough for now. Pity there's nowhere good to eat around here." Mac lamented, idly kicking a bin as he passed it. The concrete underneath it cracked as the bolts ripped free and the bin careened across the street, slamming into the back of one older man who was hastily attempting to escape. The Epics from the Minor Epic Coalition laughed, a few exchanging high fives with Mac as they saw the man collapse, struggling to get up as his legs no longer seemed to move. This wasn't their section of the city so most of them would have passed unnoticed unless they were obviously using their powers. But Mega Mac stood out like a sore thumb, obviously an Epic and visible from blocks away. Most people seemed to have the sense to clear out of the way as they all approached. But then they saw one other man who didn't seem to notice them, walking in their direction but paying more attention to the windows of shops than to them. Their target, Nicroburst had been found. Mac leaned forward, a hand the size of a gorillas reached out to grab Nicroburst and arrest his movement. As soon as the two made contact, a shock seemed to pass between them, Mac's body seized up, and for a brief moment he grew even larger, towering over all present. But as soon as the sudden burst of size came about, it vanished and instead Mac seemed to deflate, shrinking back to normal, then shrinking still further. Shrinking to merely overweight, then average sized, then skinny. He continued to collapse in on himself, all muscle and fat seeming to dissolve off of him as his powers rapidly ate through them. Finally he collapsed onto the ground, little more than a skeleton with skin loosely hanging off of it.

God Beyond.

I don't think Dragons or Chasmfiends would contribute in any meaningful way. Sure they could kill some random Orcs/Koloss by the thousands but a Shard could do that in half a second with about as much effort as blinking. The fight would be decided by which pantheon kills the other.