News:

"It occured to me while drunk, so it must have been genius."

Main Menu

A world's support

Started by Anastasia, May 03, 2019, 12:58:47 PM

Previous topic - Next topic

0 Members and 4 Guests are viewing this topic.

Anastasia

Okay then, give me a Charisma check as well.
<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

[22:33] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+19+19+15
[22:33] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 62 > [d20=9] the extra charisma is coming from his aura, for reference

Anastasia

It's hard. Your head begins to pound, turning into an unrelenting throb.

You're thinking and it hurts. It hurts in a way that you've never felt before. Each breath is a sublime agony, so much that it makes anything but twitching and clinging to what you have impossible. Do you need help?
<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

It's agony and pain -- but he has to hold on.

He has to keep thinking, he has to not give up.

This isn't something he can just do himself, he needs Lifasa's -- he needs Creation's help, too, so he simply cries out for aid from the place that he saved, and will hopefully save him.

Anastasia

In that case, give me one more thing: A Constitution check.
<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

[22:52] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+13+15
[22:52] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 36 > [d20=8]

Anastasia

The pain is overwhelming - and then, like a mercy from above, it stops. You feel it go down, your teeth no longer aching, your bones no longer throbbing. Everything slowly stops hurting, your head feeling better and better by the moment.
<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 takes a moment -- he breathes in, and breathes out.

...But, wait...

He blinks, then sits up.

Does that mean he can do it...?

Can he try and solve this mystery here?

Anastasia

With your head not pounding, it's easy to think - you remember Benfal. A thrill of terror.

The sound of a bell being rung. It resonates across everything, a beautiful sound that makes the spirit before you crack like glass.

Forty nine wings. A creature of light, glory and righteousness that your vision averts from, yet you remember. Each wing sings a beautiful song, words that you have never heard and yet you somehow understand. It is the Words, the Words spoken in a way you never heard before. They are spoken whole, spoken how they were meant to be. You know this with no doubt, something about it right and true to you beyond words, beyond understanding. It simply is.

"GLORY THE CHOSEN MAIDEN OF THE GATE, GLORY THE SEVEN FOLD ONE, GLORY THE MUSIC OF JOY."

A song of praise, all forty nine wings joined from beyond her. It is sung perfectly by more voices than you can count. Voices of praise, voices singing of this three fold benediction.

The light that follows the creature is but for a moment and not even these memories dare look long at it. Even in this trance-memory you have no choice but to avert your gaze from it. Yet it is sufficient. That mere moment shatters the wickedness and death of an entire world.

As one word is spoken, Cantasa Alexandria at last speaks. "Glory everlasting, tomorrow and hereafter and for ALL TIME AND FOREVER."

All of you lie there after, slowly recovering as a world is saved. Benfal is saved.

Yet here and now, on Lifasa, your body trembles in joy and terror.
<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

...He remembers.

He remembers it -- he remembers what happened.

No wonder he couldn't...

"...That's right, we didn't have to save you the same way, because of the ritual that the traitors all used." He says, not even realizing that he's talking.

A breath in and a breath out.

He simply looks down at the grass in front of him, noticing all of a sudden that he's crying.

"Elena... I did it." Moore says, still not even realizing he's talking to himself. "I... I wonder, can I share the conversation with you now?"

Still he just sits there.

"Thank you, Lifasa... thank you." He just sits there, staring at the grass through bleary eyes, quietly crying.

That time in Aurora -- perhaps, now, if he's been able to remember this incident, he can finally pull back and remember what happened there...


Anastasia

So trying to remember the Aurora conversation with Elena then?
<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

Correct.

EDIT: Let me clarify -- the first one, first. Then he's going to try and remember others.

Anastasia

The one where you rolled the natural 20 and succeeded, you mean?
<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

Yes, sorry, I should've clarified that point even further.

Anastasia

Give me an Intelligence, Charisma and then Constitution check.
<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?