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((Ah, yes, Purity. One of the few fictional white supremacists I feel a bit sorry for.))

I don't care about gods and choose a simple circle with a simple G in the middle. Possibly colored yellow-orange.

(( EXO: 1 + 0 (failed 1/3), DEX: 1 + 0 (failed 2/3), END: 1 + 1 (successful 1/3)))
((...))
((and here I was trying to use the less likely to kill myself piece of equipment in a conditional action that hopefully wouldn't be triggered))
((geez))

((I just did the math, the odds of me rolling that horribly bad were less than 1%. 0.4% for the three 1's in a row, and it gets even lower once you toss in the failed 1/3 and 2/3))

It's gonna be one of those days.

(Hey, now. Jim got his own chest destroyed by Ivan and his remains were used as a surfboard by Feyri. There's no inequality here. )

((This made me laugh hard enough that someone across the (admittedly empty) room stared at me.))

((...just how much blood is there?))

((I'd say...all of it.))

((It's only a 1/8, it shouldn't damage the cage from that far away right?))

((You know what I see? "This sandbag should be a relatively safe weapon to use right?"))

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take her head and other solid bits and dance over to the infirmary, hand her over to medical staff if possible.

((Aw...can't I? You can clean up her guts and limbs.))

The sand's motion halts soon after, crumpling back down into an inert mass around your body, now not much more then 4 limbs and a head surrounding a mound of haggis.

YOU ARE VERY MUCH DEAD. If you didn't get that +1 bonus on the end roll you would have been perma dead.

Grate stares.
Lyra...oh no...no...
He begins to cry. Then he sees Lyra in his head, pointing at the real-Lyra's remains.
Um...look, you're in my head, why can't you just...head...of course! You grabbed Miss Feyri's head, and then they brought her back!
Mind-Lyra nods, looking happy and making a hugging motion.

Grate grabs Lyra's head, then runs into the Sword. He then realizes that he doesn't know where Lyra needs to go. He decides to ask for help.
"Hey everyone! If I was dead, where would I need to go to not be dead?"
When he is told where to go, he takes Lyra's head there so she can come back to life.

Heh. Good on ya, little one. Now you aren't hideous.

When Grate recovers, he will have a strong urge to punch Xan.

Also comic sans is a wonderful font, we can all agree?

Yes, it is.

Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I need some coffee.

Anyways I can't do an asylum because you only rolled 3/6 persuasion and das not good enough or something.

Fair enough.

"Hey! You can't chit-chat for me! Comoc Sans is a terrible font!"
Not now, you--
"Don't you know? It's a font meant to make us think uf-ologists are insane, when they're really right!"
Um...

Make my character sane.
"I am, man! Look at the evidence, you sheeple! Here's a photograph of a UFO I took just last night!"
That's a frisbee.
"You've been exposed to too much comic sans, man! You've gotta purge yourself! Read some stuff in Papyrus font, it's been planted everywhere by the aliens to try and undo the damage done by the ubiquitous comic sans!"

Greg is about to throw his weapon, when he relizes there is no way he could hit Cromwell from here (throwing range is 5)

Is that 5 spaces, like moving five spaces, or could you hit someone 5 spaces down and 5 spaces left?

"Well, technically it's just control over Water, but of course that's what Ice is made of.. I'm okay at it, at least. I'm also just barely good at healing people. I can just... infuse the water with magic, and sort of just float it around the wounds. It does okay, at least!"

((...Can you heal someone with two fishhooks in their thumb?))

Quote from: Empiricist on September 20, 2013, 08:37:28 pm

((DarnosxCatherinexBone_Spider))

((...xLyle))

((You do NOT need to try and shoehorn Lyle into every ship!))

((He can try, but Darnos is in my domain. Only I have power over him; no one else.))

((And what on Earth does that have to do with shipping?))

((Out of curiosity, how many of you read my megaposts?))

((I started this post hours ago before realizing I had to go. Let's see how much I have to catch up on...165 new replies?!? That's exactly 11 pages. Which is so ridiculous that it is not even funny.))

"Um... y-y-yes... th-thats what the... th-the seal d-d-did..." Selina looks nervous.

"I've got it! When you sealed Nuriel within Angel, you made a mistake and accidentally trapped a little fragment of Angel's psyche inside Nuriel's half. This bit of Angel tainted Nuriel's demonic essence with feelings it had not been created with, which she had never experienced. Among presumably other effects, she developed an actual love for Selina, but she lacked the means to properly express it, so she became confused. Among other outlets, Nuriel tried to express her love using the closest emotion she understood. How on-target do you think I am, Nuri--um."
Partway through this schpiel, Nuriel had turned into Angel once more.

"Okay." Meme flops down on the floor, giving a yawn. She looked sleepy, she was basically a baby still.

(("I'm not a baby!" is how most toddlers I know would react to someone saying that.))

"What were those things?"

"Hopefully, there's a version that doesn't screw with my power."

Have not tested it, but half my weight is probably very safe, my own weight, is probably safe too, why?

"That would make it tough for you to carry much of anyone...ah well. There are other ways to fly."

((For GWG: Will Angel need blood soon?))

((Hm, probably...heh heh heh.))

Static. There's a signal going through, but it's just static.
TA!Ashley approaches a statue, and looks at it. It's apparently a statue of an Angel.

((...Angel as in Angel Beatrice Carlson?))

The murmurs get louder and more of the statues start moving. TA!Ashley backs into a corner and keeps an eye on them all.
_{"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.."}

((...or Angel as in weeping?))

Isaac and TA!Ashley appear at the group, gasping for air.
"Weeping... Angels... coming..."

((Now we're crossing over with Doctor Who? What's next, Gilligan's Island characters?))

((...Wait. That makes sense. "Juuust sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful ship,/That started in Bay12 forum from a Layar fleet's trip..."))

"This isn't Doctor Who."

((Time for fun...))

"What? As in, Angel is crying, or did one of my colleagues get in here and start crying?"

"They don't blink or something. That's probably why they're crying."
"...No, you're not supposed to blink."

The Weeping Angels ignore the eyes, and move towards the door that is now closed. Several dents are made and impressions have been made on the outside.

The Angels glance at each other, then at the door.
"...We can do this. I'll coordinate the blinking. Back away slowly. Someone who can make walls, get ready to make them."

From inside, one of the angels punches the door and sends it flying off the hinges and towards the group (Dex roll 40 to avoid the door.)

((What about the characters without Dex?))

Meanwhile..
A group of angels move up behind the group.

...and get stopped by a stare from Will.
"Nice try. Maybe if you come through a wall."
Just to be on the safe side, when others are watching the Angels, Will checks the walls. No sign of angels.

((B-but Weeping Angels are canonically massively OP for everyone in the group. All the time.))

((As someone who intends to watch Dr. Who but has only seen two episodes thereof¹, how so?))

There's only one left. It's a bigger Angel, and is moving almost as if it was not a statue.

Will swears loudly.

Isaac gets his torso clothing off, since it is being burnt by plasma.

((I see you've managed to get your shirt off.))

"Not when it gets on clothes it doesn't!"

((Plasma basically works like gas, just ionized.))

¹The Adipose one and Fires of Pompeii.

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