OH GOD YES I NEEDED THIS TONIGHT

The ancients surely smile upon us this day for sending you to us, OP.

Glade you're back.

>>16831362
____________________________________________
RULES:
- All decisions are made with d40 rolls.
- Evolutions/mutations only take occur when
>MYSTERIOUS TIME STREAM EVOLVES YOU
____________________________________________
UNNATURAL POWERS:
Calming Aura, Lvl. 5
> Can fire in pulses; stuns.
Biomancy, Lvl. 5
> Can alter any living bio-organic material.
Necromancy, Lvl. 4
> Dominion over 3 undead at a time.
Shapeshifting/Body Sculpting, Lvl. 2
> Transformation into last creature eaten/parasited.
____________________________________________
IMPROVED BODY PARTS
HEAD:
- Eight Eyes
- Parasitic Mouth Hooks +2 (+PROJECTILE PARASITES)
- Jaw Strength +1
- Sticky Rope Tongue
- Brain +3
BODY
- Draconic Wings Lvl. 1
- Muscle Mass +1 (3 ft)
- Whiplash Tail
- Titanium Web Spinners OF LIFE
LEGS
- Rending Claws
- Retractable Limbs
____________________________________________
DORMANT POWERS:
Shadow Travel; Starfall; Mouth Laser
____________________________________________
CRYSTALS:
1 Yellow; 1 Red; 1 Blue
____________________________________________
NOTABLE MINIONS:
Aazz: Former Chieftain, current wraith.
>Upgrade: KING OF CLUBS
Bearex: T-Rex skull with bear skull. Your champion.
>Upgrade: Armor+1
Razz: Leafdancer. Your Godspoken.
Seventeen: Forgeslug.
>Upgrade: Living Artillery/Metalsmith Repair

(CONTINUED)

Hey, I've yet to read the last thread, because I want to know

Op, did you somehow make up for the bullshit of that king guy eating the crystal when he had BIG METAL all over his body and no place to store it?

I think that was why we got fucked up so hard after we dropped the meteor on him

rolled 13 = 13

BLORP

>>16831362
>>16831381
You leave your Bearex to roar its victory to the sky, and start flying to the overseer's hut that looms tall over the woodfolk's giant pit/mine/... thing. You know that your sunfang army should be able to finish off the woodfolk army without any difficulties- King Selac really DID take all the best warriors to fight you on your home turf.

... you, on the other hand, have a woodfolk crystal-favored to catch up to; they ALWAYS have had powers comparable to yours. Those crystal-favored have never gone down easily, and you don't think they're going to start today.

And hey, maybe you WON'T get almost destroyed by and/or mashed against a giant meteor this time! This thought, for some reason, buoys your spirit like whoa.

You touch down on the roof of the two-story building and immediately find the window that the crystal-favored probably escaped into; inside, there's a surprisingly modest resting place. It's another square-ish room favored by the woodfolk, with a large bed against one wall and a dresser and a small chest pushed against the opposing wall.

Hell, the whole room immediately makes you feel claustrophobic- but then again, when you were a cave salamander, you were never exactly a pack rat.

There's also a stairwell leading down, and you can hear the sounds of battle going on- namely, a woodfolk shrieking her lungs out, the gurgling roars of whatever it is you summoned to fight her, and the building shakes every now and then for some reason.

>COMMAND?

>>16831437

OP already gave us a bonus to forget about it, so forget about it.

rolled 7 = 7

>>16831381
If we can hold dominion over 3 undead
And we only have 2 undead
Then we need...
...
TO MAKE BEAREX TWICE AS BIG!

>>16831437
Yup, I gave the readers a choice of bonuses.

They decided to give Seventeen the ability to fire molten metal bullets at people.

Awwwwwww yeeeeeeah motherfuckers. I was scared it had disappeared for a bit. Good to see you back, OP you glorious bastard.

rolled 10 = 10

>>16831465
Raid the chest, might be some crystals or something in there.

rolled 20 = 20

>>16831465

Use our Biomancy powers to detect the life-energy of any organisms lurking further down, so we won't be ambushed or surprised, then continue down following the crystal bearer. The ancients demand blood and energy to speak to us from across the veil!

rolled 11 = 11

>>16831465
Roll some Plants, Life, and/or Death down the stairs to weaken or tie up whoever's there.
Then just amp up the Calming Aura and strut in like we own the place.

rolled 14 = 14

>>16831465
FOR BLORP! Go get us some delicious wood elf crystals.

rolled 20 = 20

>>16831465

RIP AND TEAR! SHE IS SMALL SO SHE HAS SMALL GUTS!

rolled 21 = 21

>>16831491

rolling for this.

rolled 34 = 34

>>16831465
Search chest, use life aura to see what is fucking the elf up, see about charging in with the calm aura.

rolled 17 = 17

>>16831481


I know that feel bro. I didn't read the part in the last thread where OP stated he wasn't going to be posting on Tuesday or Wednesday so I was having panic attacks when I thought that OP had lost interest in this.

rolled 25 = 25

Changed my mind rolling for this action.

rolled 32 = 32

>>16831556
Oh, really? Fuck. Must have missed that. Well, good to see he still cares. This is, at least as far as I am concerned, the best quest thread I have seen. Shits awesome, OP. Keep it up.

Oh man, sorry if people missed the announcement last time- I guess I'd better say it now so that people don't miss it later:

This is a pretty rough week for me in terms of deadlines and stuff, so after tonight, the next time I'll be able to get back to this Quest will be NEXT FRIDAY, 8 PM EST- a week from tomorrow, 11/11/11.

ANYWAY, thanks, guys; I'm glad you like this quest, and I'm sorry for all the delays!

Oh, and stopping voting at >>16831551

One thing I am really curious about is which one of you fags was trolling Zerg Quest earlier, not gunna lie that was uncool as I love both quests dearly, been here since day one on both of them.

rolled 4 = 4

>>16831491

I'm rolling for this.

rolled 28 = 28

>>16831613
Hope things go alright for you OP.

>>16831551
Back on all fours, you lizard-dash over to the chest and try to pry it open, but it's crudely bolted shut. ROLL 1D40 TO-

- wait, no, fuck that shit. I guess you'd have to roll if you were a fleshy pink humanoid with weak nubs for fingers, but you? You've got super-sharp rending claws for a reason, and you cut at that motherfucking chest's lid until you get it open.

... there are no crystals. Of COURSE the woodfolk would be inconsiderate enough NOT to leave these mysterious super-powerful artifacts in an easily-accessible boudoir. Instead, you find clothes, clothes, and a small pile of lizard and amphibian skeletons that happen to be about your size.

... you're not sure you want to know what her hobbies are.

You sneak a peek down the stairwell and immediately see the woodfolk crystal-favored, who's finely dressed (i.e. NOT animal skins). She's gray-haired but still strong and regal... and she proves the 'strong' part by hurling a rock right at the critterblob that you'd Biomancy'd together out of all the vermin the building.

Before you can even think about running in with a calm aura, the woodfolk glances at you out of the corner of her eyes, and gestures carelessly in your direction. "Guards. Dispose of it."

A tear in space-time opens up and deposits... some kind of large, drooling, gray-pelted canine. Immediately, you can tell that it's the same as the bear and the bird that you'd fought before- not crystal-favored, but still with a few unnatural tricks up their sleeve-

- and the wolf shimmers before splitting into FIVE wolves, who howl as one and start bounding up the staircase in a single-file line, intent on tearing your throat out.

>COMMAND?

rolled 16 = 16

>>16831720
We wouldnt happen to be able to Necromancy the wolves bones and make them jump out of their bodies, would we? If we cant, I vote spitting parasites on them all, and rushing the elf with them.

rolled 6 = 6

>>16831720
Yes fools. Rush into the hot gates. Claws and tail, then attach yourself to the last one standing and ride it into her.

rolled 21 = 21

>>16831720

Laugh like a madman and Biomancy them ALL into a fucking amorphous blob while simultaneously causing tree roots to spear out of the walls shiskebobbing them in an orgy of carnage and blood, while doing this calmly glorp at that Bitch.

rolled 31 = 31

>>16831759
This.

rolled 9 = 9

Necromancy the little lizard skeletons to harass her while you deal with the wolves.

rolled 39 = 39

>>16831759

This because of ORGAN BLOB

rolled 25 = 25

>>16831720
>>16831720

I can already see this shaping up to be a tough fight. Alright, we're not good at combat since we have almost no offensive abilities, so I suggest we use calming aura to nullify their advantage of numbers, and maybe use some biomancy to mutate our own pets.

Ignore guards. Leech with shooting mouth hooks onto soft elf flesh

rolled 33 = 33

>>16831770

>Crit

Badassery is about to happen.

rolled 34 = 34

>>16831759

Hmmm. I like the way you think, anon. I'm going to have to give my vote for this also, very nice usage of our powers.

rolled 39 = 39

>>16831759
Do this. But do not impale the leader.

Melt the flesh off the leader, while holding the skeleton in place with our necromancy powers. Then animate said skeleton, blorp at miss pointy eared, and send the skeleton back at her.

rolled 3 = 3

>>16831720
BLORP
LORPB
ORPBL
RPBLO
PBLOR

(Or, in other words, fuck shit up with Calming Aura, before convincing nearby trees to break through the nearby walls using Biomancy. Animate the wolf's skeletons with Necromancy if we can, and if not, just use the shit she had in her cabinet. Retreat to funnel the wolves into a chokepoint, spamming ass webs OF LIFE as we go to slow them down, and as the slow wolves enter the choke point, kill them one by one with tongues and claws)

rolled 40 = 40

>>16831770
Yes.

rolled 13 = 13

>>16831827
BLORP

ALL THESE FUCKING CRITS FOR MY SUGGESTION. BADASS. THE DICE GODS REALLY WANT THIS WOODELF HARLOT PISSING HERSELF IN FEAR EH FRIENDS?

rolled 21 = 21

>>16831827
>>16831805
>>16831770
>TripleBLORP

Shits about to be awesome.

>>16831827
>>16831805
>>16831770
And we doubted our rights to call ourself a god.

>EVOquest
>Fuck yeah
>We create a shoggoth out of a multiplying wolf

Jesus Fuck how horrifying.

rolled 17 = 17

>>16831897
>Wolf-shoggoth hybrid thing covered in spiky tree roots
I cant wait to see what OP does for the triplecrit.

rolled 34 = 34

>>16831897
What if it multiplies again?

rolled 33 = 33

>>16831909
Doubt it will, OP probably stopped the voting after we got a triplecrit.

>>16831770
And once more, you laugh.

You laugh for two reasons: first, because the woodfolk summoned a pack-dependent animal that fights best in wide-open spaces, and second, THEY ARE CHARGING UP A WOODEN STAIRCASE.

Still laughing the laugh of a man who has discovered that you are the only sane person left in an insane world, you focus your Biomancy and PUSH. The wolf, much like the Yeti, is almost completely mindless, and it has no comprehension of what's happening before it's too late- as if they were all picked up by an invisible potter's hands, the wolf's illusory cohorts are rolled up into a flowing sphere of meat, fur, and bones, before-

- *SPLORCH*-

- the staircase suddenly sprouts sharp roots that impale the wolfblob from at least twenty different angles, causing a virtual eruption of blood and guts.

(continued)

>>16831935

The woodfolk has dispatched your first critterblob with a spike of earth (from out of nowhere!?), and is now staring in horror at what you have wrought. She cannot see PAST the wolfblob, but she can hear the horrible hissing, bubbling sounds coming from the staircase as you deal with the final wolf.

"That's- that's impossible! Those illusions don't actually have any physical PRESENCE! You shouldn't have been able to mold them with biomancy!" she shrieks, backing away from the spreading pool of blood even as the blood drains from her OWN face. "How did you DO that!?"

You wriggle out from past the wolfblob and blink all your eyes at slightly different times, making yourself look like you have seven lazy eyes.

>BLORP.

That's how you motherfucking roll, motherfucker.

And you set the now skeletonized wolf, backlit by a sickly green energy, right back at the woodfolk crystal-favored...

>TRIPLE CRITS, WHAT THE HELL
>SQUAD BROKEN

- who shrieks again and loses all of her composure. You feel a surge of power from her, and the mud walls suddenly lash out with a fist, catching the wolf skeleton in the side; without finishing the uninjured skeleton off or attacking you, the woodfolk starts fleeing into a side room, scrabbling like a prey animal- or rather, like she's got a demon on her trail.

>COMMAND?

rolled 19 = 19

>>16831943
Well this isn't fun at all. Corner her and offer a chance to surrender, I think we've made our point.

rolled 28 = 28

>>16831943

Use calming aura to send her into a fucking coma, then suck her brains out and absorb her power.

rolled 1 = 1

>>16831943
Biomancy her fucking legs off, but not so she bleeds to death. I HAVE NO LEGS AND I MUST RUN!

rolled 11 = 11

>>16831943

Chase that bitch down, tie her to a wall with our webbing, nullify her power with calming aura (but still let her feel her complete helplessness of the situation and the screaming fear inside her own mind) and sweetly lick her neck before sinking your hooks inside her throat, murmering sweet nothings inside her head as she slowly fades from this life.

rolled 22 = 22

>>16831965

THIS, SO THIS.

rolled 32 = 32

>>16831943
Calming aura her, eat delicious crystal flavored elf.

rolled 25 = 25

>>16831959
or at least calm her just enough so that she puts up a fucking fight. Killing someone who's not fighting back just doesn't feel right.

rolled 25 = 25

>>16831935
>>16831943
How?

HOW? we are the one and only god of this world! we doubt our power no longer! we have created and destroyed life! we control both sides of the veil! Join us, and you will become part of my legacy..or become another stone in our path to the stars.

Don't forget to flare the wings for dramatic effect.

rolled 10 = 10

>>16831935
>>16831943
Capture her ass. We can take her crystal and slowly interrogate her, break her mind, body and spirit and turn her to our side.

rolled 37 = 37

>>16831973
>>16831965
I do believe I will agree with these gentlemen.

rolled 4 = 4

>>16831965

I'm gunna support this, we kill bitches with style.

rolled 33 = 33

>>16831943
Focusing our biomancy powers we must summon a lance of bubbling bio-plasma to lance straight through the fleeing wood-folk's heart. Then we shall feast on her still melting corpse.

rolled 30 = 30

>>16831989
ALL HAIL THE DICE GODS!

rolled 5 = 5

rolling. Whatever action has the most support gets my vote should I get a high roll(or a crit).

rolled 19 = 19

>>16831943
Parasitic mouth hooks -> Into her
Summon shoggoths out of tree roots in whatever direction she flees.
If that Wolf shoggoth can outrun us, we should ride it into battle.

Whenever we do come to face her, we should hit her with a Calming Aura strong enough to paralyse her, speak into her mind (via the mouth-hooks) "You want to play with the nice doggies, don't you?", and use Biomancy to meld her into one of the Shoggoths, while still alive.

Then we eat as much of her as we can while keeping her alive by Biomancy, then animate her skeleton with Necromancy. At the moment of her death due to eating, we transfer her spirit into her bones (again via necromancy), and have her watch as we devour the rest of her.

Now under our control by necromancy and calming aura, we force her to endlessly relive the memories of what she saw, and force her to ENJOY seeing those things, basically because who wouldn't want to see the awesome shit we do?

Then we trap her body in the ground, dedicate her spirit to the Ancients, and let her sit there in her memories for the rest of time.

Any suggestions/comments to improve on this?

rolled 29 = 29

>>16831973

Great idea, anon, I'm rolling in favor of this.

rolled 38 = 38

>>16832012

Only on a roll of a 40 will the power manifest, ANCIENTS GRANT ME YOUR BLESSING!

rolled 23 = 23

>>16831965
>>16831987
>>16832024
This is just creepy.

rolled 19 = 19

Should we get some bonus thing with biomancy because triplecrit?

rolled 7 = 7

>>16831965

This

rolled 10 = 10

>>16831965

I gotta agree with this guy yo.

rolled 34 = 34

>>16832032

While I dislike you for getting 1 over the highest Suave-killer vote I have to say that I like the plasma bit.

>>16832038
Only on 40s, and only in certain situations.

STOPPING VOTING HERE BECAUSE
>mini-crits everywhere

rolled 22 = 22

>>16832032

The Ancients are displeased with me! They reward cunning and the brave, not those who are meek and hide behind the walls of sanity. We must break through the gate of reality if we want to gain the favour of the ancient ones!

Our biomancy powers must alter the very earth itself, we must raise the very trees from the roots and command them to tear apart our foes! We must rain down burning plasma on our enemies and watch them sizzle as the acid burns through flesh and bone alike!

So too shall this women face our wrath, she shall have her flesh torn from her bones, have her bones crushed into dust, and have that dust burned away into oblivion as we offer her still squirming soul to the ancients. ANCIENT ONES GRANT ME YOUR POWER!

rolled 6 = 6

>>16832079
>mfw that roll didn't count even though it wasn't a 40.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

>>16832070

Can we use the Suave-killer one? It had the most support / variations of.

rolled 16 = 16

>>16832101

But it doesn't have the highest roll. Maybe next time, champ.

>>16832101
>>16832109
I'm combining the two high rollers into something a little different.

>>16832032
>>16832070
>>16831965
You immediately slide under the earthen assault; before you, the wolf skeleton scrabbles to its feet and knocks down the fleeing woodfolk; she turns and punches it aside with surprising strength, and attempts to climb back to her feet, facing you down with panicking eyes-

- until a blazing lance, made of the very essence of life, slams into her torso and pins her to the wall.

The woodfolk hisses, clawing weakly at the energy even as it burns her fingers... but then desists as your calming aura washes over her, causing her to slump in defeat. "You..." she hisses, mortal terror temporarily overriding even this compulsion. "S-Stay back! Stay..."

Webs of life knock her arms back and tie them against the walls, stopping her from getting to whatever crystal she has on her person. You hop onto your wolf skeleton and have it bear you over to the screaming, cursing woodfolk; before she can do anything else, you send another pulse of your calming aura out.

(continued)

>>16832252
She watches you from underneath drooping eyelids; with a comforting BLORP, you snake out your tongue- that marvelous(?) thing(?) that stopped Razz from going insane with panic, all those days ago- and lay against her neck, coaxing her through the worst of the pain; she's completely helpless...

... and even as you sink your hooks into her throat, she's still mentally cursing you and herself for her helplessness. You can FEEL her hate, which had burned for eons, and is still burning, even now, buried underneath the layers of calmness you have placed on her mind.

>"You... craven, dimwitted... beast... ... may our lord Bolbox... finally claim... your life..."

She fades from this life not with a shriek, not with a cackle, and not even with a whimper; instead, she fades with a quiet sigh.

While you ARE curious about what that back room leads to, well.. if you want to consume her flesh and look for her crystal, you'd better do it fast; the bioplasma is going to burn through her body in a minute or so.

>COMMAND?

rolled 10 = 10

>>16832278
Eat, eat, eat!

>>16832278

>Bolbox

Shit just got penisy.

rolled 6 = 6

>>16832278

Need to eat her and her crystal ASAP. It's been forever since we evolved.

rolled 6 = 6

>>16832296

This and

>>16832314

This. Seriously, is there any other decision other than to eat the bitch like we're at a food eating competition?

>>16832278
Swallow her whole, like a snake.

rolled 17 = 17

Slurp her up, like a milkshake.

rolled 6 = 6

>>16832331

We must not eat her body. That is to be burned in the sacred plasma as an offering to our masters the ancient ones. We shall, however, feast upon the crystal so that we might better enact their will.

rolled 29 = 29

>>16832278

Woodfolk is good eatin's, but we should find the crystal before we consume her.

rolled 19 = 19

>>16832314
>>16832342
>>16832331

>6,6,6

What the shit....

rolled 1 = 1

>>16832332
Whoops.

rolled 38 = 38

Do the ancients want us to devour everything in their name, or let both the crystal and the body burn in the sacred plasma?

1-20: Let it burn
21-40:Devour everything

rolled 24 = 24

>>16832278
In the name of the Ancients, let us eat.

>>16832332
>>16832331
>>16832314
>>16832338
>>16832296
Pffthahahahaha why did you even bother asking? Well, at least the bioplasma liquified most of her, so it's like-

Wait, no, you make damn sure to find the green crystal first. You're not exactly sure WHAT it does, but you're not sure you want to accidentally swallow a new color of crystal, especially since it's one that the woodfolk crystal-favored made such heavy use of.

- well, with THAT out of the way, you slurp what's left of the woodfolk up a bloody milkshake with crunchy bits at the end. Eugh.

>MYSTERIOUS TIME STREAM EVOLVES YOU
___________________________
ROLL 1d40 FOR THE FOLLOWING:
+2 new/upgraded Unnatural Powers
+3 Body Part Improvements

rolled 18 = 18

>>16832373
I second the Ancients.

rolled 25 = 25

Eat that bitch whole. And shit out some bioplasma in a wide fan behind us, just in case of any lingering "fuck you" attacks she has sneaking up on us. After that, rejoin our victorious woodfolk. Blorp repeatedly. Have them loot the place for goodies.

>>16832351
>ancientswhyhaveyouforsakenme.jpg

rolled 23 = 23

>>16832382
+2 Biomancy. WE EVOLUTION NOW

Boby Upgrade: Biggerx2, Wing upgradex1

Power upgrades: DAT BIOMANCY X 2

rolled 32 = 32

>>16832382
+Biomancy
+Biomancy
Body:
+Movement speed
+More web spinners
+Webs contain small parasitic hooks

rolled 12 = 12

>>16832382
>>16832382

Unnatural powers: Energy blasts x2

Body Improvement: Arm cannon x2, Enhanced eye sight x1


The logic behind these choices are we can use the arm cannon, which is basically just a new limb with a bio-cannon to shoot at things. What's going to be fired from our arm cannon is our new energy blast ability.

rolled 40 = 40

>>16832382
Unlock our powers of shadow travel for our unnatural power, and upgrade it too. Shadow travelling army? Yes!

For body improvements, upgrade our wings - once. Then do our eyes twice, in such a way as to remove them completely and allow us to see with every single goddamned part of our body.

rolled 39 = 39

>>16832382
Lets Finally unlock that shadow walking power.

As for body, Jaw+1, an extra pair of legs, and the ability to punch as fast as a mantis shrimp.

rolled 5 = 5

>>16832417
This. Hell, we can already fuck with sort of incorporeal fake wolves with Biomancy, lets see just how far this goes.

rolled 38 = 38

>>16832418
Damnit. Ate my dice.

rolled 33 = 33

>>16832382

Necromancy
Biomancy

Better legs
Better Wings
Elongated body

rolled 38 = 38

>>16832426

Biomancy upgrade is a must, bro. 40 get!

>40
>39

>>16832426
>>16832430
>>16832434

Sure is Blorp in here.

rolled 21 = 21

>>16832430
Isnt it one or the other? If so, are you going to Shadowr Walking, or do you think +3 Body Improvements would be nice? I think we might want to improve our physical self. We might have MASSIVE POWAH in the magicy department, but we have fuck-all for physical really. I say we get tougher skin/scale/bone armor, move speed upgrades, and make our wings not suck as hard.

rolled 11 = 11

>>16832456
You see? The board loves you.

>>16832464
sorry, forgot my AND; it's both the powers and the body parts that you gHOLY SHIT TWO MORE 38s

rolled 25 = 25

>>16832382
Sub-Skill: Biosummoning Level 2
Allows our Biomancy to shape the Essense of Life we produce into living creatures under our command.

Body Upgrades:
-Enhanced webspinners
-Enhanced brain
-Projectile mouth parasites gain insect legs

rolled 16 = 16

>>16832479

And check out this 40. We get super powers now.

There's a way to mess the dice rolls up so you always roll very high. I'm not going to say how, for obvious reasons.

I wonder is this what's been going on in these threads.

Also, not that I've not been enjoying them, but bloody hell, can we tone down the revenge fantasies a bit? They're creeping me out big time.

I prefer only being a dick when necessary, not grimdark all the time.

rolled 31 = 31

>>16832494
>There's a way to mess the dice rolls up so you always roll very high.

Yeah, it's called gaining the blessing and favor of the ancient gods!

>>16832479
Lucky that we have a 40 and 39 for shadow walking

... You guys made a baby land aboleth. The world is fucked.

rolled 31 = 31

>>16832451
>>16832426
>>16832430
Oh god why cant we hold all these crits. Both Shadow Walking, and Biomancy, and a hybrid of the picks for body upgrade from both? Maybe?

rolled 3 = 3

>>16832521
That would be cool. Probably not though, unless someone gets a 39/40 voting for it. Here's hoping.

>>16832494

>Revenge Fantasies

Someone obviously never played E.V.O The Search for Eden and got their shit wrecked by Bolbox as a kid.

rolled 36 = 36

>>16832494
I agree with this. Those suggestions for the female woodfolk were creepy as shit. Just saying, no onw would have suggested rubbing our tong on her neck if it was a guy. It is amazing how OP managed to make that not creepy.

>>16832543
The game was easy, specially after you realize that you get fully healed with every evolution, so all you had to do was to get several EVO points and remove and add horns (otr other inexpensive evolution) when your life was too low. If you were a human that was more difficult, but still doable since you could only change size which was more expensive.

>>16832594

>Using the Mysterious Time Stream is a cheesy manner

Not. Cool. Bro.

>>16832451
>>16832426
>>16832426
>>16832430
>>16832418
Combining some of the rolls:
>Biomancy Lvl. 7 (+2 lvl up)
>Wings Upgrade
>Extra Legs
>Mantis Shrimp Punchan
BONUS!:
>Shadow Travel Lvl. 2

When the rush fades, you... you feel like, well. Where there is life, you will never feel isolated, you will never feel that you are without backup, and you realize that everything that lives is... interconnected. Or related in some way.

... which is pretty fucking awesome, since you now have the tools to PLAY WITH THE BUILDING BLOCKS OF LIFE. Honestly, your new ability to travel through shadows WOULD seem a little plain in comparison, if not for the fact that you can never poo-poo anything that's so damned convenient.

You also now also have six legs; the new pair are smaller and set above your front legs, and kind of fold up to the sides of your head. You can't quite rear up and go all (salamander-)centaur on people yet, since your body's not built for it, but...

As an experiment, you try punching with them. The thick wall immediately shatters as if it were glass, sending fragments flying ridiculously far.

... yeah. That'll do.

You hear the victory whoops of your sunfangs outside; the woodfolk, it seems, have been routed. You're still standing in the hut, which has yet to be fully explored- but there's also that gaping pit that is the centerpiece of this whole goddamn settlement.

>COMMAND?

>>16832590
Yeah, OP has remained a stand up guy all through out this, incorporating all the winning roles no matter what.

I salute you, Blorpguy!

>>16832494

I don't know how to mess up the dice rolls, but I do know that I got 3 40's last thread, is it possible to screw with the roller by accident?

>carefully itravel

So do I captcha, so do I.

rolled 8 = 8

>>16832635

We must first regroup in the center of the village or what was the town hall. There we shall instruct our forces to ransack the village and look for anything of value, specifically crystals, and bring it to us. If anyone should have any important news to talk to us about they will come to US in the town center.

Once our buisness is concluded we shall either leave a token force here to repopulate the village for head back to the meteorite.

rolled 14 = 14

>>16832635
Search the battlefield for more jewels!

Have the Sunfangs round up all the Woodfolk and tell dem we da boss now. We gonna lead them into a new age wif lotza shiney bits and gubbinz and enuff squigs for everyone!

Ahem. Except in a more compelling manner.

Then we find out where their capital is, how big their armies are, and so on.

Sound good, folks?

rolled 16 = 16

>>16832635
Check the place that our recently eaten woodfolk was trying to go.

>>16832660

If it was on accident then it doesn't really matter, now does it? Stop getting your panties in a bunch. Do not try and interpret the will of the ancients. What happened, happened.

>>16832660
It's possible to do it by accident, but hilariously unlikely. So unlikely it cancels out the greatness of the 3 40's.

Don't worry about it, bro.

rolled 19 = 19

>>16832635

We still need to eat the giant monster, don't we? Celebrate with our people, integrate any Woodfolk that wish to join us, and let us share this giant as our victory feast. Is the illusion-bone skeleton wolf still there?

>>16832635

We have one of the most badass upgrades ever. We need to go find and kill something by punching it to death.

rolled 27 = 27

>>16832635
Power over the building blocks of life, you say? Once we get done searching this building and then the village, we need to run some tests with this.

Forgot my roll.

rolled 25 = 25

>>16832703

My thoughts exactly. We need to see if we can first augment the lizard men into forms more suitable for their roles. Those who are prophets need to get their brain power increased at the expense of their physical stature and warriors need to get tougher hide and stronger muscles at the cost of their intelligence, or atleast some of it.

>>16832703
I smell ATTACK SHOGGUTHS

>>16832700
Yup, the wolf is still there. And it's panting like all dogs do when they're at ease.

Except it has no tongue or lungs, so shit's kind of creepy.

rolled 29 = 29

>>16832709
You certainly did.

rolled 39 = 39

>>16832745

Ecto-cooling panting? Sounds delicious. There were 5 wolves, right? We should make a cerberus of illusion skeletons, and throw the smaller feet bones around it to make a mane.

rolled 26 = 26

>>16832745
Animate the little lizard skeletons she had and give your new wolf a pair of bitching arms.

rolled 15 = 15

>>16832761

I'm rolling for this. May the Ancients bless me with a nat 40.

rolled 19 = 19

>>16832754
Hell, we've got all that biomancy, why don't we just build the skeleton and use it as a frame for the flesh that's in a big huge ball in the hallway? Have an illusory cerberus monster with tentacle mane rigged with tarsal and metatarsal bones.

rolled 40 = 40

>>16832778
Your idea is not awesome enough for the ancients! If I may;

Make it so their arm is covered in ass web and shape it so they have HAND CANNONS growing out of them, which shoot bees or something.

>>16832792
Oh. My. Outer Gods.

They smile upon me!

rolled 23 = 23

>>16832792

Zombees?

rolled 7 = 7

.....what the flying fuck man. This quest gets ALL of the fucking high rolls, ever. I suspect this is where my dice luck has gone.

>>16832754
Within moments, you... actually, you're not sure how you did what you just did.

But the wolf skeleton is now augmented with enough bones to make it bulky and nearly twice the size it was before; given all the illusory(?) bones that you brought into existence with your biomancy(??) and scavenged, parts of it seem to be see-through.

The final touch is the spectral mane framing the wolf skull's head.

It seems pleased. You know for a fact that YOU are pleased, because it looks pretty damn wicked.

>>16832703
>>16832725
>>16832700
You resolve to get RIGHT THE FUCK on wreaking havoc on your followers' genetic code, once you finish searching the building and the village.

... but first, well, you have to decide what to do with what you DO find.

First, there is a small cellar, but it's just stocked with normal foodstuffs: nuts, berries, and some sort of strange lumpy root vegetables that you've never seen before. Other than that, there is literally nothing of interest down here, except for a few spiderwebs.

The room where the woodfolk crystal-favored was running to, however, has nothing except for the strange blue circle on the floor that rimmed by seamless, shining metal, of higher quality than you've ever seen... well, ANYWHERE.

You have no clue what the hell it is for.

>COMMAND?

rolled 22 = 22

>>16832792

The ancient ones grant their blessing too awesome ideas.

WAIT, DON'T VOTE YET, (CONTINUED)

rolled 12 = 12

>>16832792

WAIT!

THE BEECANNON'S BEEMUNITIONS NEED TO HAVE A SPECIAL SIDE EFFECT TO THEIR VENOM!

IT CAUSES EVERYONE THEY STING TO SCREAM OUT "OH FUCK I'M COVERED IN BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!"

rolled 21 = 21

>>16832811

Because this is the most awesome quest thread ever. I mean seriously, everything else doesn't come close to the badassery we dish out here.

rolled 36 = 36

>>16832792

Ghost bees.
An entire hive of souls, in the arms of the skellebrus, so we don't need to go find more bees when those ones are fired (they'll just fly back).

>>16832818
>>16832792
>>16832761
... well, okay, correction. The wolf skeleton is wicked... but it's not FUCKING AWESOME yet.

You remove some of the bulk from the wolf skeleton and redesign it; there are now arms sticking out from the sides of its shoulders, which end in bulky webbed protrusions.

A little bit of necromancy later, you manage to create reasonable facsimiles of bees, if bees were small undead bony projectiles with web-wings and overlarge stingers made of broken bone.

... and then you fuck the undead-control limit and resurrect the little lizards, which are now riding the wolf skeleton construct like pilots driving an Imperial AT-AT Walker of horrifying death. One has even fashioned a little commander's cap out of dust-brushed spiderweb, and is lounging between the wolf's shoulderblades.

You pause for a moment to bask in the sheer ridiculousness of your twisted genius.

...

...

Okay, NOW you can decide what to do with the weird unnatural circle in the other room.

>COMMAND?

rolled 21 = 21

>>16832893
Lick them.

rolled 19 = 19

>>16832893

I'd just count that as one undead, because it's so ridiculous. What would bone-shards and skel-lizards do by themselves anyways? Nothing.

Anyways, take the circle, it's ours now.

rolled 38 = 38

>>16832893
......Fuck, I dont even know what to do now. I just want to see what that thing can do. Goddamnit OP. Stop being so good.

On a more constructive note, we probably should see about figuring out what the fuck that circle is/does/was made for.

>>16832893
What... what the fuck... I don't... what...

rolled 31 = 31

>>16832893

The circle was some sort of teleportation-communication ritual. I bet she was running here to try and escape.

I say we destroy it, then get to the real business of organizing our army, regaining our forces and consolidating our gains before advancing to the next woodfolk encampment.

rolled 9 = 9

>>16832893
I will never stop being amazed at your ability to weave things that are hilarious and awesome from even our most retarded suggestions. Bravo, OP. Bravo.

...It just hit me just HOW HORRIFYING this entire quest has been. Bearex, Shoggoth Trees, our new Cerberus, even our own Blorp. ESPECIALLY OUR OWN BLORP. THIS QUEST IS TERRIFYING!

rolled 32 = 32

>>16832944
I know. I want him as my DM. So, so badly.

rolled 11 = 11

>>16832957
Nature is fucking scary.

>>16832957
Just wait until Blorp develops a humanoid form.
Just imagine how horrifying is Blorp now.
Now imagine that he now, somehow, looks like a human.
And now...
He is looking at you.

rolled 29 = 29

>>16832972
and then a skeleton pops out.

rolled 3 = 3

>>16832893

Do a quick glance over of the circle, and try and detect any magical power that we can tap into and unlock it's secrets. If not let's move on.

>>16832987
You're skeleton. Because he commanded it to.

>>16832972

I'm kinda hoping we do evolve to be more humanoid, but we should be going centaur. Our evolutions right now seem to be close to that, we just need more height and neck length, and a modified spine. And overall size, unless we feel like being an adorably tiny abomination.

>>16832893
I've been trying not to clog up this thread with my affirmations of it's greatness, but I feel this needs to be said

>YEESSSSSSSSSS

>>16832957
Yeah, look at this from a passing humans perspective.

>These are the cursed lands. Don't ask why. Just don't go anywhere fucking near them. Incidentally, should you see something go "Blorp" be as nice as fucking possible to it holy shit.

>>16832914
>>16832929
You do a quick once-over of the circle, finding nothing weird through your... your EVO sense (for lack of a better term) or your normal eyes. As far as you can tell, it's as bland an uninteresting as its component parts.

The moment you TOUCH it, with the very tip of your taHOLY SHIT THE WORLD IS SHIMMERING FUCK FUCK FUCK WHAT THE FUCK-

- you immediately leap back and attempt to destroy it with BIOPLASMA, but the machine remains undestroyed.

>COMMAND?

rolled 5 = 5

>>16833000
>>16833000
>adorably tiny abomination.

We stopped being anywhere close to adorable a long, long time ago.

rolled 8 = 8

>>16833043
What's the point of having minions if we can't send use them like Kerbals?

I'm sure there's a reasoned, intelligent approach to this all the same.

rolled 22 = 22

>>16833043
Get a minion to touch it and see what happens. Fuck risking our own necks.

rolled 15 = 15

>>16833043

Get 17 and Aazz, maybe Razz if he's not doing anything. Our finest minds gathered together must surely be able to find out something about it.

>>16833055

I still find it adorable because of how tiny it is. We're still the size of a salamander, and though I would immediately piss myself if it was attacking me, I'd probably d'aww at it before I was dead.

rolled 15 = 15

>>16833071
This. Literally. Mold them together. We can fucking do it, and we WILL because we fucking CAN.

rolled 26 = 26

>>16833111

Not awesome enough, we need to also meld their bodies with that of bearex, to turn them into a fucking super-abomination.

>>16833055

So I understand you like Nightmares.

Yeah the Blorp is a pretty all right guy like that.

>>16833043
LETS NOT FUCK WITH IT BEFORE GETTING 17 AND SOME OF THE REMAINING WOODFOLK TO GIVE IT A ONCE OVER.

rolled 8 = 8

>>16833131

Oh god, why. This idea is terrifying, and how would we even mix a ghost, a slug in a metal shell, and a Sunfang, I don't even.

>>16833156
At least the Old Ones don't seem overly supportive of it, either. It seems they have their own plans for them all...

>>16833131

dear jesus no

rolled 23 = 23

>>16833217

damn specifics

>>16833131
We will do manly combining only if the situation is absolutely hopeless.

rolled 16 = 16

>>16833131

how about not

>>16833062
>>16833071
You immediately get your go-to guys together; soon enough, Razz, Aazz, and Seventeen are standing next to you, peering down at the whatever-it-is. There are a few other sunfang rubbernecking by the door, curious as to what the commotion's all about.

Seventeen is the first to make his thoughts known. "Never... seen metal like this. So strong! So good! Better than what you get from star rock!" The forgeslug is rocking back and forth with excitement. "Must find forgeslug who did this!"

Aazz's thoughts are a little more blunt. "I don't like it. It's weird, it's unnatural, and it makes about as much fucking sense as anything else the woodfolk come up with," he mutters, picking at his non-existent ears with a claw.

Razz doesn't say anything, though he calls one of the sunfang scouts forward. The hapless volunteer touches it, and- his whole BODY starts shimmering, disappearing from view within five seconds and leaving behind a startled yelp.

Most people would wait for the volunteer to come back.

You, however, immediately decide to try exerting your power on ALL OF YOUR FUCKING FIELD COMMANDERS.

>ATTEMPT!
FIRST THREE 1d40 ROLLS, SUCCESS AT 37 OR ABOVE

rolled 30 = 30

>>16833240

ANCIENT ONES GRANT US YOUR BLESSING SO THAT WE MIGHT ALTER REALITY TO YOUR WILL!

rolled 8 = 8

>>16833240
Rolling.

rolled 12 = 12

>>16833240
By our right as God, WE DEMAND CHANGE

rolled 21 = 21

>>16833253

Oh great ancient ones, the almighty gods who reign over the universe alter fate in our favor, show us the true path so that we might strike down your enemies.

rolled 14 = 14

>>16833240

Well, let's do it!

rolled 25 = 25

>>16833240
Well, looks like nope. Lets hope we don't hurt anyone in the attempt.

rolled 26 = 26

The ancient ones are not pleased with us. We need more sacrifices to them! Gather all of the surviving wood-folk and march back to the meteorite, there we must ritually slay them to release their souls into the old gods waiting maws so they may feast on their essence!

rolled 22 = 22

>>16833240
You know, their must be some woodfolk that accepted our offer. Maybe we could just ASK THEM what it is?

rolled 26 = 26

Only a 40 can re-write the wrongs that were done to us.

Dice gods I beseech you to alter fate in our favor sot hat we might continue to serve you.

rolled 25 = 25

>>16833240
AW YEAH, LETS MAKE OUR ABOMINATION GENERAL.

rolled 32 = 32

>>16833240

Well, power use failed (I'm glad for this, thanks Outer Gods!) so let's wait for the scout. Atleast 5 minutes, then we go fuck off to see how many Woodfolk decided to join us. We shall leave a Sunfang to watch and wait for the scout, and as an early warning system incase the ring was a portal that leads to some chaos demon realm or something.

>>16833253
>>16833258
>>16833262
... well, the resulting backlash has caused the entire inside of the hut to explode into greenery and flowers, and it's knocked everyone within a thirty foot radius onto their BACKS, but it doesn't look like anyone was pasted or telefragged or turned into some sort of melting and screaming horror.

>>16833297
You have just enough time to stop Razz from hyperventilating- enough to get him to go and get a headcount on the woodfolk- before the scout chooses exactly that moment to come back. "Guardian! Guardian! The circle leads to a whole fuckin' new place! It's some kind of flat mountain tha-"

He pauses and stares. "H-HOLY SHIT! LOOK, IT EVEN GROWS GREEN SHIT FROM THE FLOOR!"

... you... you are not quite sure what to say to that.

>COMMAND?

rolled 25 = 25

>>16833277
We are not sacrificing anyone to the random number generator, that's how cults get started. One thing leads to another and s before you own it you've got anons cutting their own necks and soaking their keyboards in virgin blood to appease the dice gods.

rolled 1 = 1

>>16833329
THROUGH THE PORTAL, EVERYONE

rolled 38 = 38

>>16833329

Blorp (That was our work).

LET'S GO A-VENTURIN'! Bring Bearex, leave Cerberus to defend, and Aazz to organize the people. Seventeen should take a few Sunfang and check what metals we have to work with in this pit now.

Maybe, later, we could move the meteor to be over the pit.

rolled 1 = 1

>>16833329
Okay, first get a headcount, then go through the portal. Leave Aazz but take Razz, 17, and a small entourage.

rolled 40 = 40

>>16833350
AWAY FROM THE PORTAL, EVERYONE.
Fuck.

rolled 4 = 4

>>16833383
>>16833350
So, what happens now?

>>16833395
PARADOX! EVERYTHING EXPLODES FOREVER

... naw, not really, just stopping voting here.

rolled 21 = 21

>>16833395
We successfully avoid the dimension shifting horrors which surely try to invade our realm due to such a fucking low role, and they leave thinking there was some kind of understanding.

Jesus christ, a 1 and a 40 right after another

rolled 34 = 34

>>16833395
I guess people get away from the portal and go take a look at the crater/pit thing we should have checked out.

rolled 5 = 5

I think we should
eat the yeti
and ask the wood folk about the weird root
before further portal shenanigans

rolled 1 = 1

our minions should search the area for any crystals in other parts of the community

>>16833357
>>16833383
>40

>BLORP! BLOOOOOOOOORP!!

"AWAY FROM THE PORTAL! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM THE PORTAL!! EVERYONE'S GONNA EXPLODE IN GREEN PLANTS AND SHIT!!"

Everyone- and I mean, EVERYONE- piles the hell out of that room; the scout shrieks like a small child and hurtles through the door, while Seventeen actually rolls like a... rolling cube. The rubbernecking sunfang evacuate the overseer's hut in record time, diving, rolling, and generally running.

>... BLORP.

Aazz rolls his eyes. "Kidding! JUST KIDDING! C'mon, guys, get back here! That green stuff was actually all him, guys! Goddamn it, guuuys-..."

Ten minutes later, once the panic dies down, you get to work, snapping out orders with amazing speed.

>GLEEP, BLORP, HURP.

"Seventeen, take any-fuckin'-one you want and go see what the goddamn treehuggers were doing in the pit," Aazz commands. "Ore, crystals, metals- whatever they were doing, I want you to figure it out. And by that, I mean the Guardian. Got it?"

Seventeen makes this absurd squeal of joy before sliming off, looking like a kid given a key to the candy factory.

(CONTINUED)

>>16833485

>BLORP, BLORP.

"And... you want me to go and help Razz figure out the fuckin' tallies and shit?" The wraith pauses before nodding. "Alright, you're the Guardian. We'll wait here then and plan for what to do next, eh? Damn straight!"

As he moves off, you mentally command Cerebus to stand watch over the portal... and mentally command Bearex to come and stand ON it.

Most of the building disintegrates the second he sets his foot in it, but you DO manage to get him on the device eventually; a few seconds later, he disappears with a defiant roar.

You follow soon after, at least for now.

When you reappear, you're... both pretty high up, actually, but mountain peaks are STILL rising up around you. You're not sure exactly where you are... until you lay eyes on the circular flat thing that's become part of the landscape.

It's a large, half-metal disc that's lodged in the landscape at about a 45-degree angle; there's a layer of soil on top of it, and various green plants growing on top of it, making it look like someone lodged a rounded plate in the ground before slapping a garden on top.

... whatever it is, it is NOT natural.

On the other hand (and at least from where you are standing), you can hear birds singing and insects chirping away, just like any other field-slash-forest; it doesn't LOOK like there are any horrifying monsters waiting to cross back through the portal and eviscerate everyone there.

>COMMAND?

rolled 14 = 14

>>16833491

Bio-sweep the area to see if there is any non-sedentary life nearby

>>16833491
Aliens? Aliens.

rolled 40 = 40

>>16833491

Fly up, take a better look around. Key things to look for: Buildings and giant monsters.

rolled 35 = 35

eat the yeti

rolled 19 = 19

>>16833525

Whee, buildings and giant monsters ahead!

rolled 31 = 31

>>16833525
DEM CRITS MANG

rolled 29 = 29

Wait guys.
We control the BUILDING BLOCKS of life, and our people live in motherfucking huts?
Why the hell don't they live in houses made of PURE LIFE?

>>16833525
You immediately clamber up the length of Bearex's body and then jump off his T-Rex skull's nose before flapping to gain altitude.

Once you're up there, you see... nothing. No giant monsters waiting to destroy you, no buildings looming in the distance, nothing. A quick sweep of your biomancy's life sense comes up empty in the immediate area, save for the usual critters and other background signals.

You turn to spiral back down and as you face south, yHOLY FUCK YOU CAN SEE EVERYTHING.

The entire area that has been your playing field is laid out before you; you can see most of the forest, the two-story tall overseer's hut poking out of the trees (along with, of course, the top of the larger space rock some ways to the left), and, dead ahead, is the biggest damn body of water you've seen. Ever.

You realize that you're pretty far north of the Woodfolk Pit Village, possibly in the mountains above your home cave.

>COMMAND?

>>16833620

Because that would make them faggots. They are GOING to live in a GIANT FUCKING METEOR.

>>16833620

Your bed is touching you at night.
Your chairs are feeling you up.
Everywhere you move in your house, you're stepping on a living creature.

rolled 3 = 3

>>16833634

Cool.
Let's go back, and start moving the meteor to the pit.

rolled 35 = 35

>>16832635
>>16832812
>>16832893

Oh lordy. Why do you keep describing awesome things. The mind is willing, but the body is spongy and bruised. Anyway, drawfag reportin' in. I won't get anything done for this thread, but expect a couple for next Friday. Plan is current evolution and Cerebus. Maybe one more if we have something amazing happen.

rolled 17 = 17

>>16833634
Time to test those life powers. Find us a lower ranking member of the tribe, and morph him into the deadliest thing ever.

rolled 4 = 4

>>16833634
We have to take everyone to the beach one day.

rolled 2 = 2

>>16833634
OK, so we might wanna consider putting a scouting outpost there in case anybody comes crawling out of the snow.

rolled 25 = 25

>>16833634
Get back to village, check up. Look for crystals. Test LIFE POWERS on a member of the tribe.

rolled 36 = 36

>>16833634

Explore some more, then go back and tell 17 to figure out the teleporter after he's done checking out the pit. Especially try to figure out if we can connect to other portals (and by extension if they can connect back to the pit).

rolled 13 = 13

Return and move the meteor to above the circle. We shall build a glorious city, with the transport circle underneath. And through the circle shall be a *bitching* statue of us. Made of life essence.

rolled 23 = 23

>>16833731

A statue of us that is constantly complaining? Huh.

>>16833744

"WHY AREN"T YOU GUYS EVOLVING MORE. FUCK, A FEW DAYS AGO I WAS A NEWT IN A CAVE. QUIT SLACKING!"

rolled 9 = 9

>>16833634
Go back to the village, search around, then use our LIFE POWERS to evolve our entire tribe to be stronger.

rolled 24 = 24

>>16833634

go back to the home cave and see what's inside

rolled 17 = 17

>>16833768
Share the gift of evolution with our tribe.
Make everybody awesome. And teach them how to control the power, we definitely don't want random aboleths, shoggots and unspeakable horrors instead of our beloved tribe.

Stopping voting here!

>>16833675
FUCK yes! Thanks for all your hard work that has started *basically since the quest began*, holy shit, and I'm looking forward to it. Like burning.

rolled 1 = 1

I feel like we should, in time, build up Bearex into something like this.

>>16833729
You do a LITTLE bit more exploration.

The disc... thing... is roughly the size of a small village. You have absolutely no clue why it has to be so big, and without getting closer, you can't see any other defining features worth checking out. There's not much else up here on this plateau; save for the teleporter, there seems to be no physical way to get up the mountainside, not without flying.

You're really not sure why the woodfolk crystal-favored was running here, of all places, or what she would DO here.

The surrounding mountains are peaked with snow, but it's not quite that cold down where you are just yet. Amazingly enough, you can just barely make out the rare animal moving around up there; even that high up, life exists.

That done, you spiral back down to the waiting Bearex and teleport back to the Woodfolk Pit. Your champion goes back to... to doing whatever it is that the T-Rex skull thing does in its free time, while you make a beeline for Seventeen.

He STILL looks ecstatic when you find him down in the Pit. It's... well, it's a pit, except with ramps curving up along the sides. Down here, at the bottom, there are a few tunnels that end in visible, shallow dead ends. You're not too familiar with the mining process, so it all looks like a bunch of nothing to you.

(CONTINUED)

>>16833935
Seventeen seems to think differently. "Glorious! Wonderful! Silly woodfolk left most ores untouched! Great day! Can make everything with all this!"

You BLORP and immediately outline what you want him to do. The forgeslug nods uncertainly.

"... never see anything like it before," Seventeen says. "Never HEAR anything like it. Will do best, but teleporty thing..." He waves a pseudopod uncertainly. "Not specialty. But will try! Can leave other sunfangs to dig ores if need and want to."

>>16833708
You... you find absolutely no crystals lying around, though you still have the green one on your person.

Multiple searches confirm this. If the woodfolk were storing the crystals anywhere, they were certainly not storing them HERE... which is strange, since this IS the biggest woodfolk village that you know of.

MORE IMPORTANTLY, it's time to dick around with someone's life essence. You immediately set to work on getting a volunteer together- the scout from before- and start tinkering.

You were THINKING about improving them based on their functions; warrior sunfangs could be bigger and tougher, while the leafdancers could be geared towards intelligence and being wily. First, you take the scout and make him as tall as Aazz was; second, you bulk out his muscles; third, you try adding super-sharp claws to his hands; fourth, you-

>HOLY SHIT SENSE!
FIRST THREE 1d40 ROLLS, SUCCESS ABOVE 25

rolled 6 = 6

>>16833951

Rolling like the snowball of horrors that this quest has been.

rolled 13 = 13

>>16833951
MAY THE ELDERS SMILE UPON US

>>16833961
>1d20.
Faggot.

rolled 40 = 40

roll

rolled 21 = 21

>>16833951
ROLLAN

>>16833969
mein gott

rolled 13 = 13

>>16833969
Fuck yes.

rolled 13 = 13

>>16833969
AW YEAH, HERE WE GO

rolled 9 = 9

role

rolled 38 = 38

>>16833884
I'm so frustrated that it took this long to upload this pic.
Look at it, it screams "BUILD ME"!

rolled 17 = 17

>>16833986

We really need to get our necromancy up, because we don't have a whole lot of posse-points for necromancy.

>>16833958
>>16833961
>>16833969

-AND YOU BACKTRACK THE FUCK AWAY from that fourth change when the scout goes cross-eyed and when you feel the life energy spiking abnormally within him.

You've been pumping life energy into him with your Biomancy. You're not sure what would've happened if you'd surpassed that threshold, but it probably would have involved some sort of horrifying, giant explosion. Or possibly some sort of berserker rage. OR MAYBE BOTH.

.... well, at least you've figured out that with your level of Biomancy, you can make a maximum of THREE PERMANENT CHANGES to one living creature before they grow unstable. Or are no longer living, whichever one comes first.

>40

And on the plus side, you're not down a warrior! In fact, he looks pretty damn healthy for a biologically engineered 'roid monster of a sunfang.

"FUCK YEAH SHIT THIS IS AWESOME HOLY FUCK YEAH, GUARDIAN," he roars, his voice about an octave lower than before. "I'MMA GO PUNCH THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE SPEARMAN WHO STOLE MY GODDAMN LUNCH. PUNCH HIM INNA FUCKING NUTS."

You watch the giant scout lurch away, crashing into walls, (meat-)trees, and other people, presumably to deliver a balls-punching to some other suddenly unfortunate sunfang.

... you have never, in your little salamander life, been more excited about anything than you now are about having evolved Biomancy.

>COMMAND?

>>16834040
dis gon B good

rolled 38 = 38

>>16834040

Assign Aazz to prevent the guy who's getting punched from dieing. Move the meteor to the pit.

rolled 22 = 22

>>16834040
Get to work enhancing the rest of your new roid-army, starting with the shock troops.

rolled 26 = 26

>>16834040
Lets see what we can do to a woodfolk, go find a volunteer. We still don't know how many of them joined up with us.

rolled 15 = 15

>>16834040
MAGIC AAZZ UP A NEW BODY, FUCKDAMNIT
Or whoever our wraith is

rolled 15 = 15

Increase our sunfang army's swear-gland to unbefuckinglievable levels.

rolled 13 = 13

>>16834149
Can we use Biomancy to give our soldiers Unnatural Powers? Because we totally need a Profanity Sonic Attack on these bitches.

rolled 18 = 18

Can we give people unnatural powers with biomancy?

Try giving one of our spearmen shadow travel. I want teleporting dragoons!

rolled 10 = 10

>>16834118
we need to raise the dead if we are lucky he will live again and be able to "astral project" his wraith form and maybe not count on our undead cap.

>>16834197
THIS. MYSTERIOUS BLORP EVOLVES YOU!

rolled 11 = 11

>>16834204
Forgot my roll.
>inb4 40

rolled 13 = 13

>>16834197
We shall see.

rolled 14 = 14

>>16834204
We move in mysterious ways.

Stopping rolls here! Next post(s) will be the last post(s). I've also archived the thread.

>>16834197
>>16834192
Going to have to say no, and that changes are limited to physical changes... for now.

rolled 12 = 12

>>16834243
>ominousthunder.wav

>>16834085
First things first... well, you went all Frankenstein on the poor scout and consider it a success that the subject didn't DIE. You're not about to trade it for another death.

You summon Aazz, who rises up out of the ground from where he was helping Razz sort out the sunfangs, and explain the situation to him briefly. He seems to take everything in stride, though-

"... you SURE you wanna stop him from punching the spearman in the balls? I think I know the fucker, he goddamn deserves to walk funny for a week or so," Aazz smirks, his arms crossed.

>BLORP.

"... alright, fine, I don't really want any deaths here." Aazz scratches his chin. "I'll go stop the big guy and kick the spearman FOR him."

That's.. that's about as good as you can get, so you leave him to it and immediately wing towards the meteor.

(CONTINUED)

>>16834317
>38

Once you reach Sunfang Meteor, you realize that you haven't QUITE fixed that broken support pillar yet. Now, though, you're kind of glad that you haven't.

You round up the few non-combatant sunfangs left behind and get them to go into the meteor ASAP; then, you alight on top of the thing and concentrate.

>ATTEMPT! ROLL-

... no.

No, you don't NEED any stinking rolls. You MADE Sunfang Meteor what it was back when your Biomancy was barely 1/6th as powerful as it is now. If you didn't need any fucking help back THEN, then you can certainly take care of this now, and on your own.

Once more, your vision goes a brilliant emerald green, tinged around the edges with gold. And...

... the vines, trees, and branches that were all twisted into flowing pillars twitch, undulate, and then start thrashing all over again, shifting constantly in ways not visible to the naked eye. The entire meteor groans as it's shifted from side to side, and you hear the worried yells of the sunfangs inside, but you ignore all of that as you continue to beat nature and life upside their heads with your sledgehammer of a power.

Eventually, after a few long minutes... the flowing pillars pause. Undulate once more.

And then, like tentacles, they start thrashing about; the meteor's bottom drags across the landscape as the whole thing starts moving, and gouges the earth as it picks up speed. Underneath the dragging end, flashes of green are visible, as if there are (comparatively) small insect legs pushing it along too.

An unstoppable juggernaut of tentacles, skittering legs, and space rock, Sunfang Meteor thunders ponderously through the forest, destroying the remnants of the woodfolk village beneath it and EVERY GODDAMN THING IN FRONT OF IT.

(CONTINUED)

>>16834321
When the Woodfolk pit comes into view, the Sunfang Meteor is rumbling along, eating distance at a disturbingly fast rate. You can already HEAR the screams of sunfangs emanating from the Woodfolk Pit, and not all of them are of awe.

But you got this covered.

The meteor's vegetation tentacles bunch up underneath it, and the whole thing is suddenly airborne again, hurtling right at the pit as if it wants nothing more than to be that hole-in-one...

... but then, the greenery attached to the meteor lashes out AGAIN- the tentacles that were dragging it along, and the "insect legs" on the dragging end- and they catch the edges of the pit, digging into the rim with all the force of a grasping set of claws. Even as the meteor bounces like a hyperactive teenager on a trampoline, and even as EVERYTHING- the earth, the meteor, and the vines- groan ominously, any tentacles that slip are replaced with more vines repurposed from elsewhere...

... and UNLIKE said hyperactive kid on a trampoline, the meteor eventually bounces to a stop without falling to the ground and breaking its neck. Instead, it remains suspended above the pit, rising FAR above the two-story overseer's hut.

You raise your head and look down upon the awestruck masses.

>BLORP.

WELCOME TO YOUR NEW HOME, SUNFANG METEOR.


>THREAD END. TO BE CONTINUED!

rolled 34 = 34

>>16834317

>>16833675

Here. Glad to do it OP. These threads are diamonds. This is my face pretty much every time we get an upgrade or the outer lords smile upon us with crits.

Beautiful.

Alright- I'm going to end it here, because I NEED to get up early tomorrow and get cracking on all the projects I have to take care of.

The next quest thread should come NEXT FRIDAY (11/11/11) at 8 pm EST.

Thanks for keeping up with the quest, guys, and let me know if you have anything you want to ask/talk about (since this thread will probably stick around until tomorrow afternoon, anyway, given /tg/)!

>>16834333
I... I never envisioned the forgeslugs as being cute until, well, all of your pictures on them.

I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT YOU ARE TO BLAME FOR ALL MY CAVITIES

>>16834333

I have the strangest feeling that a few threads ahead, we will have all new reaction pictures from some of the characters in this quest...

rolled 24 = 24

Damn it took me to long to catch up. Well now that I'm finally caught up with this awesome thread I have to say, good work OP. Blorp quest is glorious.

A suggestion for future actions though, Aazz should remain the head of our Wratihguard (and we should start looking into getting more of them) instead since he's been such a bro lets resurrect his son. Like full on summon the son's soul back to this world and biomancy up a body for him and stick said soul in it. We may want to experiment first though.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16831362/