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Started by Anastasia, June 14, 2019, 12:12:02 AM

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Anastasia

Okay, give me another check 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?

Yuthirin

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+18 : 9 + 18, total 27[/blockquote]
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Close. You're so close to something, you feel on the absolute cusp of it.

As you work? "You're still at that fuckin' thing?" Dana comes in, "Figured it out yet?"
<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?

Yuthirin

'Hold that thought.'

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+18 : 17 + 18, total 35[/blockquote]
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

"You still working on that shit?" Dana says as you come in, "Do you need some help getting your shit together on it?"
<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?

Yuthirin

'Whoever wrote this book was a genius madman. Or a mad genius. One who loves puzzles. I'm close though, I can feel it.' Tryll replies, doubling down.

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+18 : 19 + 18, total 37[/blockquote]
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

At last. It takes hours of work, but the final piece slides in and...

Loot post.
<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?

Yuthirin

'Ah. Oho, that's interesting. But you're empty? Why would they just...leave you empty?'
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

"You ask them," Filaurel demands, "Got any good powers for someone to add, Swimmy?"
<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?

Yuthirin

'I can think of several, and a dozen more that don't exist yet. Don't take it too hard. I was just remarking. It seems rude to create such a grand existence and then...not use it to its full potential.' Tryll shrugs. 'You're with us now, though. We'll do great things together. Well, sometimes great. Sometimes there'll be explosions. But Calleigh likes those.'
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

'I can work with explosions," Filaurel says, as...

Next move?
<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?

Yuthirin

Honestly unsure of what to do next. Let's ask the team! I'll approach them in the evening.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Getting the team together's not too hard.

Dana and Benyen are sitting together, sharing the last remnants of their dinner together.

Miranda sits by the fire, drinking and watching the flames.

Go ahead.
<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?

Yuthirin

Tryll drops through the ceiling like some sort of squiddish bug. 'Hi. We should decide what to do next. Taking all ideas. Ready go.'
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Miranda looks over, "You're done with that book? Then it's easy, we go kill Sharrans. What else is there?"
<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?