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Started by Anastasia, December 12, 2018, 12:57:47 PM

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Corwin

"Whyever not?" Seira responds, focusing further!
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

Moore notes he still has a headache. Reality around him feels fairly squishy, moldable. Like soft clay, almost like Limbo.

It seems stable now, you'd have to force it to try and change, and that would endanger the current changes.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Corwin

"Let's try to focus on turning it more like a real person," Seira suggests. "A girl with a healthy mind and body, not suffering from wounds, and as sane as possible? I don't want to leave it wounded and halfway there."
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

Oberuth stands there, watching before he says, "A warrior-dragon while you're at it?"

Amaryl takes Seira's hand, "I'll help."

Antenora takes Alicia's hand, "I'll lend you my aid, if you participate, Alicia."

Jetina gives Moore a worried look, "Are you sure?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Corwin

"I was really aiming to use myself as a template, so why not a humanoid dragon girl? That should require the fewest changes."
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Nephrite

Moore blinks a few times as he rubs his forehead. "It's okay, really. It's not unlike Limbo." He says.

He turns to Oberuth and then back to the creature. "We can't just impose whatever we want it to be on this. We should give it a form that can exist, but let her be whatever she wants to be. If she ends up sane from whatever's gone on her, that's her will, at least, I think so." He says.

Ebiris

"We cannot help but impress our own natures into a being by molding it in this way," Alicia cautions. Still, she takes Antenora's hand and pushes her own will over the reformed dragon in accordance with Seira's wishes, her own desires focusing on working around the anaethemic knowledge part so that the being can suppress it and interact normally with other beings rather than be constantly forgotten. In addition to that business about being healthy in mind and body and all that, as much as Alicia's preferences and nature predispose such things.

Corwin

Seira nods at Alicia. "So long as we all aim for the same starting point, our own natures should provide for plenty of variety for her to choose from past that."

That said, Seira focuses on her wishes. The dragon girl won't be lost any longer!
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

Everyone participating needs to make Charisma checks.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Corwin

22:40 <CC> roll 1d20+11+2+2+15+16
22:40 <Penuche> CC invokes Penuche's magic: < 53 > [d20=7]
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Ebiris

[20:42] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+16+15 cha
[20:42] <Penuche> Ebiris invokes Penuche's magic: < 36 > [d20=5]

Nephrite

Moore does his best to help, trying to draw out whatever this creature truly wishes and wants to be, to settle into the frame of happy and healthy-minded the others are creating!

[15:41] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+47 (+15 GI points)
[15:41] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 67 > [d20=20]

Anastasia

> roll 1d20+31 Antenora
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 43 > [d20=12]
> roll 1d20+25 Amaryl
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 30 > [d20=5]
> roll 1d20+20 Oberuth
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 35 > [d20=15]


Before you it forms - a plain woman with smooth skin and a few scales, the vague outline of clothes ethereally and partially covering her body. A thing that is a womanesque shape, molded that way by will.

What is this?
The words scurry and slither about, but do not flee you, yet bounce around your minds like an uncaged ioun stone, looping around and around and around your mind.

What is this place? What are you?
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Nephrite

Moore blinks, then breaks out into a great smile, then a moment later it's taken over by a bit more of a muted one.

"I'm not sure where we would even begin explaining any of this." Moore says as he looks to the others. He turns back to look at her. "Can you understand me?" He asks. He certainly hopes she does, because even his ability to speak any language probably doesn't apply to something from Beyond...

Still, though, in the back of his mind he has a deep concern about what they've done.

Anastasia

Understanding is had. What is the nature of this?
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?