Goob

People yet to do their turn: @Channelknight Fadran @Chasmgoat @Somebody from Sel @Matrim's Dice @Omi the Counselor @eltruT I'm officially kicking both @Wind and @The_Truthwatcher.

"Ha! That's a fair reason, I suppose. Still, it's a long way from home, yes?

Seeing Harmony walking off, Qavisxu yells over "Hey! Where do you think you are going?"

@Bearer of all agonies @Vapor @Channelknight Fadran @Somebody from Sel

Standing up, Jacob just looks around. "What?" He was a wizard, the girl and the other person could fly, that dude had a bird, that dude was haunted and there was a huge crab and alien grass and just "What?!?" His mind simply wasn't comprehending the sheer absurdity of this situation. It couldn't, actually.

"Oh? And what is yours, hmmm?"

Through the... "ride", Jacob is just amazed at how quickly his life went from a normal life to wizards, giant crabs, and getting carried and being called "kid" by a teen his same age. When he finally collapses, it takes a moment for him to respond. "What the [expletive] was that!?!?"

Jacob just sits there, amazed at what he just did. Is he some sort of wizard now?

To the side, Jacob watches in horror as the giant crab-thing rushed towards Alena. In a rush of adrenaline, he draws a strange symbol in the air with his finger. The lines are wavy and the thickness varies, but even so a small ball of fire appeared and began to fly towards the chasmfiend.

Wot? Oh. Cool. @the winter system in What Happened In Edmonton: Reboot

@Channelknight Fadran @HoidWasTaken @Chasmgoat @Wind @The_Truthwatcher @Matrim's Dice @Somebody from Sel @Omi the Counselor @eltruT The next turn has started! Sorry for the delay. Uh, Chasmgoat, is it okay if I make it only twice as big? Anything much bigger just makes it unwieldly, and the peak would almost reach Matrim's swamp if it was 6x as big. Map:

"Uh... Is that healthy...? I... I almost feel like I could..." With shaking fingers, he extends his hand and as his fingertips are drawn down, a shaky glowing line appears in the air. "What in the..."

Waving his hand over Shaz's face as he lays dumb-faced on the ground, Jacob notices something. "Am I... glowing?"

Looking amazed and horrified at the same time, Jacob says "At this point, we don't need a medic. We need an exorcist."

"Uhh... Don't you need to do the Himleich manuver? Or is that for choking...? I don't know. It's been years since I've went to Boy Scouts." He's silent for a moment. "How am I this calm? Someone is literally dying in front of me- this all just feels like a dream, but I know what dreams feel like. This isn't one of them."

"I guess that can... Uhh, is he okay?" He points at Shaz, who has collapsed on the ground.

"I'm Jacob. This is a weird question, but this is a weird situation- does anyone feel... Different?"

"I don't think so. What's your name?"

In the far future, when poverty and hunger is a thing of the far, far past and no one needs to do any menial labor, the galaxy is an utopia. Like, really. There isn't a dark underside of like mind control or slave labor- this is a true post-scarcity civilization. Anything is possible, anything you wish to do, you can. You can be a god of your own virtual universe, crowdfund a discworld, become the horrible mutant of your dreams, and then realize that was a horrible idea and go back, and just read all day for the rest of your very, very, very long life. It truly is perfect. Unfortunately, you will be far, far from this- in fact, you will be descending into an insanity like you have never seen. Lore: You, a handpicked team of experts, have been tasked by an activist organization (In this case, "activist" meaning doing things without months or years of bureaucracy from the Panarchy) with diving into Azathoth, a sapient, malevolent Matryoshka Brain created by an ancient, extinct precursor race to house their minds in a utopia, which Azathoth descended into chaos and destruction. Your job while within this simulation is to take Azathoth down, and, if you can, save the people within. There are some... issues with this. however. With the available tech, you can only be plopped into the simulation itself, which Azathoth has complete and total control over almost every aspect of, except some hard-coded things he cannot change. Luckily, he can't directly detect you or edit you since you are essentially an extremely effective computer virus. However, if you are killed in the simulation, you get kicked out and can't get back in. In addition, no one quite knows what's going on inside- they know it's bad, but they don't know how. It could be just a sea of endless pain- if that's the case, you'll just be immediately kicked right back out, so it's a gamble. Character sheet: Anyway, good luck! And please don't be too ridiculous with your characters, please.

@Omi the Counselor 16p for the Gazelle people @Somebody from Sel Err... you should probably get permission to use Omi's ring. @Matrim's Dice Please, please keep track of your own power. People yet to do their turns: @eltruT @Channelknight Fadran Should I even bother pinging @Wind and @The_Truthwatcher? MAP: ------- As the snow swirled around them, the travelers argued. Again. "I told you we should we should of gotten warmer clothes back with the Diren and the Firen!" said the short one. "How was I supposed to know it was going to be this cold up here? It was warm back on their mountain!" "That's because it was a VOLCANO!" "Hahonkaha!" The Pengman said. No one knew what it was saying, and they weren't even sure when it had joined the group- they tended to try not to thing about their time in the Guda Shroom forest. "Hush you! Just because you aren't cold, doesn't mean we aren't!" said the short one "We should just head back." "I agree, but don't you want that treasure that the Diren promised was here?" "Yeah..." "Then stop complaining!" "You were the one who started complaining in the first place!" "..." "Yeah. Remember?" "Oh fine. Just shut up and we can pretend this never happened!" "Oh, we can just pretend that you never made a mistake, huh? Why can't we ever do you that for me, hmmm?" "Oh, come on! We aren't getting into this conversation again. Anyway, I think we're here..." In front of them was a gaping hole in the side of the mountain, leading into a huge, dark, and seemingly empty cave. They all dashed in. A couple minutes later They all dash out. Neither was exactly cold anymore- in fact, the short man had all of his hair burnt of the top of his head, and the tall man wasn't exactly much better. Even the pengman had managed to get a little scorched. "They did tell us about the flying, fire-breathing lizard." Says the tall man. "Yup." "Aren't lizards like, this big?" He holds out his fingers and extends them. "Yup." "They never did say how big it was, did they?" "Yup." "Well, lesson learned. Let's go back, yes?" "Yup."