"Hm..."
Bide time.
You tide your Bime. Whatever that means.
"Why would I love science? I'm gonna keep bitching! Do what I wannn!"
Say Genericia
((don'tdiedon'tdiedon'tdie!
If this works.... And works how I want it to.....))
[pot:4+1]
Your right arm tingles and stings as a curling, living tattoo spreads down from your shoulder to the tips of your fingers. A circle with an odd design inscribed on it appears on the middle of your forearm, glowing gray for a moment before fading to black.
Aha... enlightening! Control is increased. Rest now.
Rest and hide.
You take a break from your magical magic'ing.
I sit in my little corner and yell HANCAL PHALI very loudly.
I just love the word phali. Heh. Heh heh. phali.
[pot:3+1]
The air just above your palm shimmers and shines but nothing happens.
Thinking about the words and how everyone's body has been changing, and how these words could affect me, shout Xxecesic Balethe Karenthar! without any real gesturing.
"How the fuck do you even pronounce that? I sure as hell hope I got it right..."
[pot:6]
You expend all of your magical energy on three words. A mesh of living tattoos extends down your right leg, creeping into place and stopping. The symbols that appear in the circle just above your knee glow brightly and don't dim. You're not quite sure what happens next but, without warning, you are being torn in two and Alga is being violently hurled up the stairs by some unseen force. It feels as though someone as your upper body in one hand and your lower body in the other and is yanking them apart...no, actually it's not that at all. It's as though your lower body is repelling your upper body.
[end:4]
Your right leg cracks, splinters and then falls away, slamming into the stairs and rolling down. As it rolls away and settles on the lowest stair the force trying to pull you apart vanishes and Alga stumbles back down the stairs holding her head.
"That was weird"
"Niiice."
Garstopit him. Level up: +1 to potency.
((I thought GWP was a word that did watery stuff?))
His foot freed from its wooden 'shoe', Yurf grinned to himself for a moment, then glanced up at the person who'd called to him from way up on the third floor. "Uh, thanks. Yeah."
Shaking his head in bemusement, he got up, hefted his sword and ran into the main area, head down and his broad jaw set in determination.
>Rush Cog whilst he's distracted and chop off his legs!
>Then kick the other person in the stomach!
((I know garstopit is overused, but I know what it does and when people are trying to kill you, experimentation isn't high on my priorities.))
((I ain't killing no-one, I'm just yelling random words at random people I come across. Which may or may not result in exactly the same thing in the end. Oh well.))
Yell my super magic spell at the guy.
'Hey, that didn't do anything! Weird, huh?'
[Bob dex:6]
[cog dex:1]
[YURF dex:1]
[Bob pot:5+1]
Bob speaks his words and no sooner have they passed his lips then mark appears on his left leg, covering it from hip to toes. The mark glows a horrible green for a moment before activating. Bob's entire left leg fades to a strange greenish color, and veins of black shoot through it, moving and writhing, peeking out from his rancid looking skin before burrowing back in. However, he feels no pain, and the leg continues to function as normal.
Cog draws in his breath as YURF charges across the arena floor, blade swinging in one hand. Their attacks come at the same instant.
[cog pot:5+1]
[Yurf dex:6]
[yurf str:3]
[bob end:5]
Bob vanishes in a massive cloud of corrosive hell as YURF's blow strikes true, failing to decapitate Cog but slicing his throat wide open and inflicting a mortal wound. Bob collapses to the ground, horrifically poisoned and Cog falls to his knees, trying to stem the blood spurting from his wound.
[Bob fatally poisoned: 2 turns left till death]
[Cog Fatally injured: 1 turn left till death]
Sanya:Green: Pool:1/3 (lower body turned to wood. Right leg broken off) [Third floor, west stairs]
Cog(2): Red: pool:2/2 (throat slashed, bleeding out)[first floor, center of gazebo]
YURF(2): Blue: Pool: 0/0 (Right hand mummified) [first floor, Gazebo area]
Possibly: Orange: Pool: 1/2 (some cloth, right arm marked) [Fourth floor, hiding behind a rock on north west side.]
Susan: Yellow: Pool:2/3 [second floor, South stairs]
Thrakor(10): Purple: Pool:3/3 (Bone deep gash in left upper arm. Bandaged but Left arm useless.)[Fourth floor, North east side, hiding]
Alga: Light blue: Pool:2/2 [third floor, on west stairs]
Bobobo-bo Bo-bobo (bob): Dark red: Pool:1/2 (Horribly poisoned)[first floor, gazebo area]
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