I'm going to be AFK most of the day due to a prescheduled Chinese Theater trip, so I thought I'd leave a Poll on the stove while I was away.
The subject, legendary creatures
My current concept for legendary creatures is things that touched a mythic core and were made the boss of the tiny dungeon shortly before the core was snapped up...
2019-04-28 17:40:13 +0000 UTC View Post***Alicia***
Alicia was sitting in MaggieÂ’s sitting room, where her aunt was enjoying some afternoon tea, sunlight streaming in through the large windows and landing on her shoulder.
“Why didn’t you warn me you were going to try to kill Edward?” Alicia paused for a moment. “Actually why do you want to kill him at all? I t...
2019-04-28 11:02:52 +0000 UTC View Post“More treasure.” Garth said when he got back to his Phylactery, three days later. It had been an exercise in mind-numbing boredom, but he had managed to steal back into the valley once the sun was up and harvest a bit more spider silk from Tulesta’s corpse.
Garth slipped the oversized, silk-stuffed backpack off his shoulder and s...
2019-04-27 05:25:14 +0000 UTC View PostAliciaÂ’s eyes fluttered open to explosions, and strange whooshing sounds. About four feet in front of her, one of her familyÂ’s crown killer bolts was half buried in the dirt.
Why am I on the ground? Alicia pushed herself up, lightheaded from whatever was running through her system. Right next to her were...
2019-04-25 22:45:01 +0000 UTC View Post“Nice shot!” the golden monkey said, patting the larger one on the shoulder as they stood.
“Shoulda aimed lower,” The bigger one muttered, sliding backwards. “Shooting downhill threw me off.”
“Good enough for me. We’ll deliver the second half of your fee to tomorrow morning, Mr. Ben.” The two monkeys turned away and b...
2019-04-23 18:40:45 +0000 UTC View PostBen Tunken sat on the hillside overlooking the Wiretap nests. The Thrask watched the brilliant lights bloom in the distance with his spyglass, suppressing the urge to yawn. Another day, another boring assassination meant to look like an accident.
Ben hadnÂ’t always killed people for money, heÂ’d actually gone AWOL out on his second ...
2019-04-22 02:55:34 +0000 UTC View PostGarth turned the heavy metal pistol over in his hand. It looked a bit like a semi-automatic, with a bit of a blocky profile, not quite as slender and sleek as a modern gun had been.
“So what’s the propellant?” he asked, glancing at Caitlyn.
“An adamantium spring in the barrel.”
Oh, itÂ’s like an airsoft gun. Tha...
2019-04-20 21:39:30 +0000 UTC View PostThey sat in a circle outside their tents, commiserating on The Plan.
“Wiretaps are very dangerous during the day, so we’re going in at night. Unfortunately they’re only slightly less dangerous at night, so we need to be especially careful.”
He handed out half-masks with tiny slits for the eyes.
“How are we supposed ...
2019-04-19 23:18:27 +0000 UTC View PostGarth hefted the football sized bag of heartstones heÂ’d saved as a backup for his next body, standing beneath the Garth-fruit. It always felt a little strange seeing his own body through the semi-transparent membrane, curled up like a fetus.
To the side was another set of clothes heÂ’d gotten ready for the next time he got ganked.<...
2019-04-18 22:43:07 +0000 UTC View Posthttps://discord.gg/rrKUDRC
Come on by if you wanna drop in on the occasional brainstorming that goes on there (Occasional spoilers)
How to use the Mythic Cores.
I'm a bit undecided, so it's a good opportunity for some mass brainstorming/voting.
They each have their strengths and weaknesses.
The summonable artifacts would be less strong, but able to teleport to him at will, so he'd never lose them.
The wand would be the strongest single-effect thin...
Garth dragged himself into bed, groaning. As it turned out, Alicia didn’t know the first thing about spellcraft, so a ‘spell’ lesson had inevitably morphed into a ‘magic’ lesson.
According to the terms of their agreement, all he had to do was throw his hands up in the air and call her a lost cause for not being able to understa...
2019-04-16 21:35:15 +0000 UTC View Post“Thank you, Mrs. Perez.” Paul said shaking the woman’s hand before leaving. “The flatcakes were incredible.”
“Thank you, Mr. Tucker. I hope I get to see John building a house in a month or so.”
Paul said his goodbyes and left, retreating from the tiny apartment that smelled like good cooking, eerily reminding him of his...
2019-04-15 00:02:52 +0000 UTC View PostThe Problem: Garth was chained to a table and presumably about to be tortured, and somewhere in the building was a caster who was most likely better than him.
The chick was most likely closing on nine hundred years old, but even if she was only how old she looked, that meant she likely had sixty plus years of experience casting vers...
2019-04-13 21:55:54 +0000 UTC View Post“?Don’t..stop, Beliieeeeving!” Garth belted out the last song of the night while stunned onlookers gawked at him. Behind Garth, the Illusory band provided the music to the ancient song. As long as no groupies jumped on stage and tried to touch them, everything was cool.
In the corner of the little bar abutting the slums,...
2019-04-12 22:05:26 +0000 UTC View Post“Aren’t those poisonous?” Paul asked as Garth ate a purple heartstone with only a few minor blemishes, courtesy of Gloria Pendleton.
“And?”
“Nevermind.”
The two of them were seated in GarthÂ’s Bergstrom Office, with a few adjustments of account for potential assassination attempts: A pair of large houseplan...
2019-04-11 20:52:36 +0000 UTC View PostWhen Garth got back to the Bergstrom manor, he was exhausted, having done three trips back and forth between L.A. and S.D. All he wanted to do was collapse into bed and pass out, maybe bug Bel for a meeting with some of his afterlife buddies.
Whoever they are.
Garth knew he had some, just couldnÂ’t remember who they w...
2019-04-09 00:38:27 +0000 UTC View PostPaul met Ragnar on the road to the west, atop Bruce, his brown stallion.
“You’re not going to ride that thing all the way into the Green Hell, are you?” Ragnar asked, loping alongside him, the Wildling occasionally dropping to all fours as if it were more comfortable.
“Seems easy enough,” Paul said, nodding at the road. Â...
2019-04-08 04:04:09 +0000 UTC View Post“I heard you the first time, Paul,” Donald Lam said. “And I told you that we’ve already got an expedition scheduled to check the Green Hell tomorrow.”
Donald Lam, of the Lam family, one of many Lam sons to forfeit his right to succession and take a career in Law enforcement as a calculated move to expand the familyÂ’s power, sa...
2019-04-07 01:45:28 +0000 UTC View PostWhen they finally let the students back into the walled city, Garth knew that his plan had worked.
It was total chaos.
Police and military had been deployed to search buildings from top to bottom. Richly dressed men and women of standing were crying on the side of the street, make-up running down their faces, while others had ...
2019-04-05 23:38:46 +0000 UTC View Post“My name is Richard Lam.”
Garth sat in a hastily constructed tent-office with rich red brocade walls across from a bruiser of an Asian man wearing a simple leather breastplate that exposed his leg-thick arms.
“Do you know why you’re in here?” he asked, fingers laced.
Ah, the first question police ask to a...
2019-04-04 21:07:10 +0000 UTC View PostAliciaÂ’s eyes widened and she cast a quick look around the charred woods.
“No, I haven’t.”
The sisters shared a quick look. “Did you get the north already?” Alicia asked.
“Double check it for me, I might have missed her.” Benedette said. The two of them glanced at Garth.
“I don’t mean to sound callus,” G...
2019-04-02 00:36:39 +0000 UTC View Post“What’s-“ Garth inhaled a lungful of smoke as he sat up, forcing him into a fit of coughing.
“Forest fire!” Alicia shouted. “Open the tent!”
Garth nodded, eyes watering, and the plastic-like membrane dissolved into ash as he unraveled it.
Alicia turned and lunged through the tent-flap, dragging Garth by his collar...
2019-03-31 22:26:12 +0000 UTC View PostGarth glanced at the ruins behind him, and the teenagers trying to stand up.
“Your trap?”
“Yes. This is one of my dragon traps.” The massive compound eyes shimmered in front of him, fifteen feet in the air, while tower-shield sized mandibles clacked together in front of him, punctuating Carnifax’...
2019-03-30 19:55:56 +0000 UTC View PostPaul sat with his head in his hands in the reading room, ignoring the growling of his stomach, and the aching of his spine. It had been twelve hours since heÂ’d found Carl beaten nearly to death in his own home, his tongue removed. Paul hadnÂ’t eaten a bite, or moved from his chair.
It had been a warning from Maggie Denton. The enti...
2019-03-29 00:51:40 +0000 UTC View PostThe drive was silent, each of them apparently lost in their thoughts. Henry glanced outside the window, and saw the clouds forming an indistinct spiral, centered on their destination. His heart started to hammer a steady rhythm as he experienced a cold sweat.
“You never truly get used to fighting for your life, you simply get bette...
2019-03-27 17:42:06 +0000 UTC View Post“I think he might have a nesting instinct.” Sam said, rubbing his sore eye. He sat in front of a computer, looking at a sea of information about the monster who until very recently had been a very infamous man.
“What makes you say that?” Nakayama asked, flipping through another page. “Maculat don’t nest, they wander around and...
2019-03-27 17:39:26 +0000 UTC View PostHenry struggled to his feet, a twinge of pain passing through the healing wound on his side as he moved. “What do they look like?” he asked
“Dunno,” Athena said, shaking her head. “They haven’t come out yet.
Henry picked up the staff leaning by the phone and walked out to the lobby, panting. His limp had become less pron...
2019-03-27 17:37:21 +0000 UTC View PostHenry made it to the kitchen and found a bowl of macaroni and cheese waiting for him on the counter. With a sigh, Henry took it up and leaned against the counter while he ate. HenryÂ’s distaste for mac and cheese sprang from a six-month stint in college fueled by nothing but the squishy pasta, but HenryÂ’s eyebrows raised when he started ...
2019-03-27 17:35:26 +0000 UTC View PostThe old manÂ’s flesh was in the process of melting, drooping to the floor as a bright red liquid escaped from beneath the cracking skin. Henry took one look at it, and shuddered. If he hadnÂ’t seen Zack alive and moving a few days ago, he would have sworn this was a badly made horror movie prop, plastic and corn starch. No human body shou...
2019-03-27 17:33:23 +0000 UTC View Post