Three words of warning for newcomers:
One, the GM's call is final. No sissy fit arguments a la GWG.
Two, don't poke the obvious plot holes.
Three,
ALWAYS CROSS OUT YOUR OLD ROLLSDefiance of any results in a root vegetable airstrike, with repeated offences leading to a screwball plot thought up by yours truely.
((Unless I've read everything horribly wrong...))
I must submit Claus F. Lester, a summoner currently prepared for a dance battle.
Blunt, arrogant, stubborn, and a pervert that enjoys ogling the ladies, he has a great intellect, but for some reason he decides to hit his enemies with books when they get too close!
Attempt to figure out what is going on... Give flameboy a thumbs up for attempting the same thing.
[3]
You flip him off instead.
Set out to learn the name of RNG's sister.
Help kj guess RNG's sister's name. Cos I'm a nice guy like that. Also, because I decided it was time to take a break from science.
[1]
...You guys don't give up. Go and play elsewhere or I'll let the GM sic some weird-ass plot on you.Avatar Flandre Scarlet wants to play! She is a 495 year old vampire child from the game series Touhou, and is a basement escapee, a loli forever, and blows things up whenever she wants. By squeezing her hands.
Make a grand entrance by bursting through the fourth wall.
[2]
You rebound off it, smashing your head in the process.
Ah, what the hell, I'll join the game, as slightly narcissistic as that may be. My avatar's an Ilithid, which is a humanoid squid abberation thing that eats the brains of sentient creatures for sustenance. Loathes sunlight, and has some psionic powers, primarily telepathic communication, suggestions, and attacks.
Take stock of the situation.
[6]
Welcome back to everyone's least favourite place, the Dark City of TEA!
Because all the dark cities were invaded by tea-drinking superpowered Britishers.
CRUSH THE EARTH BETWEEN MY HANDS
You can't, it was exploded.
Oh. Well. Then.
REFORM EARTH WITH MY HANDS
[6]
You make a tiny scale model of Earth. A WINNER IS YOU
If Playergamer is still here:
Kick his ass
If he isn't:
Summon a horde of giant turtle creatures like those from the Avengers to devour everyone but me.
[2]
You attempt to kick ass but you have no proper kicking apparatus. A true pity.
Check on my followers.
[3]
Dark City population: thriving!
Raptor cult: thriving!
Earth population: dead, because they're all floating in space now.
CRUSH THE EARTH BETWEEN MY HANDS
You can't, it was exploded.
Oh. Well. Then.
REFORM EARTH WITH MY HANDS
Can he do that?
Well my avatar is masked man with a glowing earth between his hands so maybe?
But what if that Earth is a hologram?
WHAT IF EVERYTHING IS A HOLOGRAM?
NEW ACTION: TURN EVERYTHING INTO A HOLOGRAM
Throw a book at a random person nearby, preferably another poster.
Edit: "Hadoken is powered by looooove!"
[6]
Book, meet face of demigod.
Fist of demigod, meet face of Lyeos.
Forcibly begin existing where other players are.
[2]
You pop into outer space. Yaaaay.
Give the RNG a thermo nuclear kick that can travel all dimensions!
[4]
Was that supposed to do something?((Hmph.))
Shocking! Disaster! I use !!SCIENCE!! to coup heaven, FOR THE RAPTOR EMPIRE!.
[5]
Yay, omniciding parallel dimensions.
Huzzah!
Crash through the wall, figure out what's going on, and shoot missiles at any robots.
[2]
Again, face broken on wall.
Meditate. Make note of the newly appeared psionic mind. (flameboy99, that is)
[3]
He's in New Liverpool. Huh.
Build more guys, and give them sticks that go boom!
[6]
Yeah! Give 'em lit sticks of dynamite!
You'll be cleaning up gibs for awhile.
Huzzah!
Crash through the wall, figure out what's going on, and shoot missiles at any robots.
No more technology &/or wrong thread. 
"..what did you sell, what pl-
..uh-
.....
who are you talking to?"
((the retcon is strong, plus choose your own glow colour for the easies plz))
[3]
Your brain isn't made for hiveminding. You'll need to improve your brain or something.
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