Name: Greed
Description: looks mostly like a normal human with pale skin, but he has ruby red hair and eyes. his hair and eyes also give off a slight, shimmering glow.
Nature: elemental-light
Status: Water breathing?, mostly invisible.
HP: 10/10
Needle links:speaker
Inventory: magic needle weapon With sunburst, shredded cloak, cake, rifle, axe
Fate Points: 1
Your sword exploded. There is no reinforcing a non-existent thing. So we'll have you try and summon up a new one.
[4]
Greed summons up another Light sword! Its not as big this time but whatever, its still good, shut up.
[6]
You throw your lightsword down at the jellyfish leviathan. Your aim is good...but you do fail to take into account the fact that the sword will be traveling in a straight line. The blade does stab straight through the jelly, but only after punching a hole through the ship on the way.
[3]
The hole is about as wide as a man's arm, a red hot trail running through the deck and down out of the side of the ship. Water starts sloshing into the lower deck with each wave, but luckily its by no means an unstoppable torrent.
Pull grey’s thread, then immediately relink. If I have time to realize what going on and act, my first action is to turn the TENDRILS into LINT
Name: Luta
Description: A short pale hairless woman
Nature: Anagramist
Status: Quite unkempt
HP: 7
Inventory:
Robe
Needle (d1 aerolith spell)
Gloves
Grass Lad (has saber)
Chibi Grassassin
Grass sabers (3)
Squid
Roc (rude)
Fate Points: 0
Linked:
Genesis
Grey
Getting back to the ship takes about 4 seconds of blisteringly fast movement as an incorporeal being before you screech to a stop on the ship's deck. You relink with Grey immediately and then attempt to magic those tendrils into harmless lint.
[5]
You grab at one of the more stable tendrils and rip into its essence. A moment later it fades from purple-pink to an ashy gray and crumbles apart. The gray color spreads rapidly across the tendrils and more and more of them darken and shatter into clumps of lint. The leviathan completely loses hold of the ship as its limbs disintegrate and it tumbles into the ocean, bobbing impotently in the waves.
Name: Dew
Description: Human with an extra set of snail eyes poking out of her head
Nature: Anagramist
Status: No Injuries
HP: 10 HP
Inventory: robes, gloves, needle(has TALL CASTLE [6] spell), axe on loan from captain
Fate Points: 1
Needle Links
Youare (Red)
Anagramist: They are able to transmute objects into other objects. This is done by rearranging and/or removing letters from the name of the object. For example, “Keyboard” into a Key, a Boar, an Oak, or a Year. They can only use this power on physical objects they can hold, and the object's name is defined as "Material Object". So "Plastic Keyboard" or something like that.
((Thanks, action edited))
Sadly no tentacles remain!
(It's clinging to the side of the ship, I don't know if its main body can be touched but there should be some tendrils within reach around the railing.)
Grey throws a quick glance to the gargantuan beast slowly rising out of the waters inside the storm.
"It doesn't look like a hammer. Hopefully that part is in its head or tail otherwise we're going to have to throw it back."
Above all else, Grey keeps Maintaining the hammer's upward velocity, spending 1 fate point if another roll is required. If we can pull it out of the water it'll be a sitting duck!
After ensuring that the Maintaining of the hammer is secure, Grey charges in with his saber-bayonet, either slashing the blob-beast's center body if he can reach it without leaning over the railing, or just cutting through any tendril holding onto the ship's railing.
At some point a Luta will appear, and Grey relinks needles with her if there is time.
Now that there's water being splashed around I thought I'd ask, do the water droplets that land on Grey's saber turn to ice?
Description: A hairless pink colored man with lacking facial features, little more than a pair of eyes, two holes for a nose, and a line for a mouth.
Nature: Verbomancer (Maintain)
Status: Fine
HP: 10
Inventory: Purple robe, white gloves, giant needle imbued with Maintain the health and physical well being of the ship's crew(5) and a rifle fused to a magic saber
Fate Points: 1
Red Genesis
Orange Debby
Yellow Bob
Violet Youare
Blue Tess
Indigo Luta
Green Lambent Flame
Most of this is not currently needed, but the water hitting the sword turns into fine grains of sand or maybe glass?
"Oh shit it's on the boat!"
Keep shooting and chopping the arms of this weird thing, and make sure I keep a tight hold of Elizabeth.
Name: Debby
Description: Looks like a regular human woman but with the head of a deer.
Nature: All-Tounges
Status: Is tied to Elizabeth with some rope.
HP: 10
Inventory:
purple robe
white gloves
big ass needle
Sword
Elizabeth Audrey Foxington, the living fox doll, now with parka and tied to Debby with some rope
Rifleaxe
10' rope
Fate Points: 1
[2] You take a pot shot at the thing as it falls off the boat and shrug when you miss.
Team Boat
Youare crawl-flops over to the nearest tentacle on the ship, and removes a purpose like "Electrify" or "Murder" or "Paralyse" or some such.
Name: Youare A. Homunculus
Description: a wiry man, elderly but still trim and strong, long grey hair tied back in a ponytail.
Nature: Functionary
Status: robed, clean
HP: 8
Inventory: one robe enchanted to PROTECT ("like a big chainmail dress in terms of weight and flexibility: heavy and awkward but not impossible to move in") and SWIM (to the point of restricting movement outside the water), one pair of gloves, and one big ass needle carrying "Fresh" (linked to Grey and Dew), and also:
-Several live fish
-a bucket of chum and large maggots
-An old crank powered lantern
-A fillet knife, heavily used and somewhat dull.
-Rifle
-Axe
Fate Points: 2
I'd say you should worry about yourself, fish-boy~
protect the human crew with sword and needle.
Name: Master of the Lambent Flame
Description: A messy-haired albino with a desert kepi as an extension of their lifeforce. Keeps an aloof expression when not having a delusional outburst.
Nature: Pureblood
Status: Dispassionate
HP: 10
Inventory:
Purple Robe
White Gloves
Needle
Makeshift eyepatch
Pocket ash
1 nonstolen magic axes
1 nonstolen magic sword
1 nonmagic, nonclimbing axe
1 rifle with indeterminate amount of ammo
Fate Points: 0
Genesis - green
Grey - indigo
I wonder how gung-ho Flame is? [1] Stupidly so.
[6]
Flame, desiring to bring protection to all, runs straight to the railing and leaps off in a flying, diving, double handed stab down onto the leviathan with his needle. The good news is that it absolutely works. The needle sinks into the soft rubbery flesh right up to the handle and a good 50% of the jellyfish vanishes in a flash of light. The only thing that remains is a sort of donut shaped lump of ruined, very dead, flesh. The bad news is that Flame is now bobbing around in the ocean as a mythical sea monster charges in and giant flesh eating fish swarm around.
So, you know. Win some, lose some.
As the Jellyfish Leviathan's remains sink below the waves, the approaching hammer continues to slowly rise above them. Its namesake rises in a burst of foam, a hammer shaped mass of sharkflesh potmarked with barnacles and coral and crisscrossed by scars. Bulbous, apparently blind and blood red eyes sprout from either end of the hammer and a yawning maw of multilayered, saw edged teeth snaps wildly as the waves crash against it. It is more than large enough to swallow several men in a single bite. A hammerhead shark of nightmarish proportions and shape. Beneath the water, lit by lightning, a vague humanoid body can be glimpsed and a mass of squirming flesh instead of a tail.
"All cannons, take aim!" The captain shouts and the cannons turn to face the oncoming beast. "Harpoon guns ready as well! We stop it here before it can reach the port! Glory is ours tonight, men!"
Men race about on the deck, making ready. The storm and the beast riding it will be here within the minute.
A few turns? Instead, if the ballooneer thinks it's safe to do so, and that there is shelter to be had, have him descend here and anchor so I can get a closer view of the ruined town. Hopefully there is a reasonably safe way to get close enough to the sea to see what is up with that. Use the ballooneer's judgement on whether to land, how long to stay, and whether we should leave again or weather the storm here instead.
Also, try really hard not to fall out or off of things.
Name: Genesis
Description: Classic 80s action hero looks, kinda quiet. think Kurt Russel from the movie Soldier (only probably less mute)
Nature: Pureblood
Status: Slow learner
HP: 9
Inventory: Robe, gloves, needle (no magic), Ceramic bread loaf. Hammer pendant of missile resistance and freezing when wet.
Fate Points: 4
Red Grey
Orange Bob
Yellow
Green Flameo
Blue Debby
Indigo Luta
Violet Tess
Thomas Syniscy: gutter. survivor of the town that sunk 5 years ago. home on third layer.
Anders: ballooneer. Home on 3rd layer. offered a month's paid leave to help me.
Nearest branch office: 350 miles north: Ynisk. Destination of convoy that passed through 8 months ago.
convoy. Symbol on trucks: Red Lion. Boss was called Sanders.
Town boss is named Ericson
The balloon circles down slowly, eventually landing in open grasslands near the ruins and immediately deflating to prevent it being dragged off. You walk off towards the shore and find some remnants of past habitation. Mostly old stone walls and overgrown cobblestone paths. An abandoned cottage or home here or there in what must have been farmland. This ends abruptly in a vivid gash of stone, a new cliff face looking down on an expanse of drowned rubble and stones. Peering through the needle you can see an expanse of boulders human made objects so smashed as to be effectively unidentifiable. But the sea...it glows very dully through the needle's eye. And what's more, you can see the flow of the water, and the vague shapes that hide within. A line of slightly luminous coral and crustaceans. Clams big enough to swallow a cow, crabs large enough for a man to ride, Skeletons of fish as big as whales.
Go back to the office and see if my immense strength is enough to allow me to pick up and carry the conduit. If it is, do so and take it with me. Try to find someone and ask them if they’ve seen any other humonculi and where they can be found.
Name: Hugh.
Description: A large, fat, bald human male who, despite being seemingly obese, is immensely strong. He towers over others, with the tallest of the other (current) humonculi only coming up to the center of his abdomen. He has a hearty laugh that makes his belly shake like a bowl full of jelly, and is very kind and jovial
Nature: Glutton.
Status: How heavy is that thing?… also, where is everybody?
HP: 10
Inventory: Robe, gloves, and needle.
Fate Points: 0
[2]
Apparently this thing is heavier than you thought because even your girth isn't enough to budge it. Ah, oh well.
[6]
You grab the first person you see, holding their head with one giant hand, and ask them about the other Homunculi. The young man you're "asking" stammers out that they're out at sea on a ship hunting "The hammer". You stroke your chin in thought, but don't let the young man go despite his squirming.
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