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Quote from: Cinder on May 29, 2016, 06:23:01 pm

Shush your faces I just only got my art tablet back.

* TheBiggerFish has organized a party at Art Tablet.

It'd be interesting, I think, if there was more room to actually recruit non-antags. I mean, obviously it needs to be constrained or else it'll be self-antagging every round, but it would be nice if a traitor could persuade non-antags to help in their plans without fear of admin retribution.

Couldn't you? Huh. Well, in any case you can reset your things and not use wizmode powers.
Presumably you aren't doing this for score or bragging rights, anyways, since you evidently aren't playing online.

Do dead Wizard mode characters create ghosts?

I doubt it. Worst case scenario, jot down what you have, enter wizmode when seeing a wiz ghost, and destroy it with your new god-like powers, then revert

What exactly IS assault, anyways?

You rummage through your belongings, gathering up anything that might be useful, might be helpful. It's coming soon, the rain is becoming more incessant, and you can feel yourself coming undone. Quickly now. A robe, only visible to True Unbelievers, and a book only readable to the same. The place is in tatters before you find it, a small cache, holding many iron coins and a solid, if slightly rust-eaten, kirpan knife. Iron will be helpful in either form. You swing the knife to and fro a few times, feeling the balance. Contraband, according to those damnable automatons, but you have your ways. You dash out of the alley, feeling the gale-force wind on your back, the rain and hail stinging as it slashes against your skin, digging deep gashes in the flesh. The wind is blowing you apart, scattering you to every corner of the world being unmade, as the burning acid rain stings and gnaws at your skin. Somewhere, below and above and all around you, thunder cracks.

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Light. Searing light is all you can remember about the storm. You feel yourself being unmade, but the iron clasped in your hand grounds you. The pain racks you, but it too fades. Terror comes, but it too fades into blissful, serene nothingness. And then, it all comes rushing back, after some indeterminate eternity in this endless, empty void. Far below you, you see the world sprawled before you, and you fancy yourself a god, or perhaps made into a bird, before you feel yourself falling. Your knife--it's in your hand, blood flowing down the blade from your palm. As you lean, you find you can direct yourself. Do you go into the heart of the city, to see what it might have become? Or do you go to the wilds, to find whatever should lurk beyond the city walls? Or maybe, you push yourself towards the mountains, harsh and unforgiving, but rewarding? Or perhaps, you can glimpse somewhere else to reach?

Ahh, I never did get past Lair with a Beogh follower. I just remember ~75% of my screen being allied followers at one point really

So what do you guys think of the new gods in Trunk? The Memories one seems really cool, and I like the idea of a single powerful companion god (as opposed to Beogh's ZERG RUSH thing), though I worry it might be too powerful. The Dancing one...Mh. I like the IDEA, but you're basically always going to have 1 or 0 stars of piety when you start a fight and while it builds fast, if you're 'dancing' long enough to get farther than 2 stars it seems like all too often you'd already be on the run.