Marluxia posted:

Basically immunity to small arm guns, 1 FP to dodge big guns, an ESP roll and 1 FP to dodge REALLY BIG GUNS.

Black August posted:

pumpinglemma posted:

Also, holy poo poo, these recent updates have been hitting the horror end of things well.

The Blue Book posted:

"...dangerous, since it uses RandChem for generation, making it entirely unpredictable what the Solution will do; halve your current HP every morning? Modify every animal tile to look like Kwiat's? Quadruple your ST at midnight? Cause your bones to fall..."

"...sorrowful sound, which signifies that the very last of that enemy has spawned. They'll carry the title of 'Terminarch [EnemyType]', and will have a unique set of Endling abilities that..."

"...robust magic, with each Day of the week assigned its own elements and subsystems pertaining to the time of said Day, and what month it's inside of, leading to hundreds of possible..."

"...genuine War With A Lord until you manage to destroy two Nests and then intentionally initiate the Event to assault the third and last one, upon which the 'true' Doubler will..."

"...freaky. Each Backup has the potential for it to happen, but the parameters to force it are poorly understood (outside of the most obvious criteria of 'about to be killed by you'). The most important part of the Paradisio transformation is that their Megalith-given power will 'go Paradisaical' and become *INSANELY* potent, well into the S+ grade, which usually means immediate death. In one case after Spiderfinger was gunned down, Play To Off underwent the transformation and started to use 'The Kota Paradise Run', which evolved her ability from a simple auto-crit to a nightmarish full Event that allowed her..."

"...don't count on it; the Failed Cloner has to try to clone you, a 1% chance, which will cause it to immediately die from..."

"...reason for Jelly Island. It's not a Level 1 meme area, it's to teach you that slimes can be ubiquitous, and are able to effortlessly fuse with any imaginable biome and elemental, some of which..."

"...frustrating! It's one thing to mash a button with THAT tight a window, but performing dozens of irregular millisecond-timed directional inputs to avoid her..."

"...usually go for Hulking Heart, since it essentially acts like a package of weakened Moloch powers, excluding the Iconoclastic..."

"...stupidly rare. So if you come across any power that restores HP, race for it with Godspeed. Try to avoid the handful that come with too steep a cost, like..."

"...being so reassuring is exactly why it's a liability; high Anxiety, Disquiet, Tyrannical fits- anything that provokes insecurity and deathfear will see it being used regardless of the player's input, often leading to exhausted FP during a critical..."

"...are bad, sure, but the hosed part is how many of the Ultrablack Suburb Police they can call at once; keep in mind they're each Lv.99 monstrosities who are designed to be much too difficult in a direct fight, forcing you to either..."

THE LEGEND OF THE HOLY END RUN posted:

That's when it started to happen. The mounting improbability.

The understanding of what 「Herald」 meant.

What the 8th Lord was sign of.

Black August posted:

Regallion posted:

Ranging...garmet?

taiyoko posted:

I presume that's a typo. I'm more interested in how Gandiva's "more natural corporeal form" is a bow with 108 strings tied with 2 quivers.

THE LEGEND OF THE HOLY END RUN posted:

Kaigen's ogre army walked silent parade in the streets of Inganok for many reasons. The first was their own sense of hope, practicing with all the Dreams of Might for the day that they may be enacting such a walk in the streets of the City one million miles above them. The second was respite, since the ever-quieter city of abandoned onyx was a place where they did not have to think about the stark of their waking reality or the dying of the Dreamlands. MC&D wasn't here anymore. The Faeries didn't care for here anymore. The Mythos was too sleepy for here anymore. The resources exhausted didn't attract dreams here anymore.

But the true reason for the occupation was that Inganok was adjacent to the mountain which was crowned Kadath, and in the massive onyx quarry at its base, Kaigen had performed a miracle and created a gate between there and where his Empire heart knew destiny hid in a foreign grand holy land. He had done so through the ritual sacrifice of his love and memory of his first destiny from the previous existence, dredging up the cornerstone to a tower that was a Church Mythos to Universal Fire, a place that was once meant to be integral to his destiny and now was only an ember of want. It had reignited with his miracle, piercing veils, recreating itself as burning alive in the Dream and ashen dead in the Wake. The Emperor had used it as crucible and forge, armygate to claim his end of the cult-warred lands he shared with MC&D.

And now? In this very moment? The miracle had grown in might, another sign of something holy. In the waking world the ashen pit had ignited with dragon's fierce, and the Church Mythos was resurrected and burning whole from Dream to Wake. With it had come the return of its terrible force, the Universal Fire that lived with the blessings of Cthugha and Fomalhaut, and Kaigen knew this meant he was walking the hidden road to where destiny was now truly to be found. He would use it to empower his army further, first burning out the sickness of lycanthropy MC&D had infected him with, proving his right to the divine of Might through becoming his older self anew. The Emperor knew his destined Hero walked once more. He also knew that there was something greater than even his beloved Hero now waiting, standing behind her like a shadow, dark and holy. He would wield strength enough to cast down Lords, brush away all fortunes of MC&D, shake the foundations of Kadath, and seize the very stars to spackle his skin with when he would meteor down to Home to wage finalmost war for his and his kine's right to exist without the death sentence of the Dream.

But right now, he had to give an interview to a shrouded young warrior, a neon dryad witch, a hulking golem of false wealths, and [A VOICE EIGHTFOLD] who wanted to know his life story. He didn't realize he was being set up to have his mighty dreamgate destroyed not long after. He just wanted the chance to tell them sincere; about how he had been born from a fallen star sent from a Mythos sky, into the arms of his kind old father, ogre magi Li-Hon-Kai.

Randalor posted:

There's a type of spirit in Japanese folklore that is from a tool that's lasted over 100 years of use. Not a specific tool, just "Here is a hammer that has been passed down through the generations, and now it has a soul and is sentient. Hope you didn't piss it off enough to target your thumbs whenever you swing it." Maybe they're actually a bow?

Grond posted:

IIRC it was stated that Gandiva was a tree/rock hybrid thing that fell off from the sky to the Home colony...

Six-Pack Perfection posted:

You lurching dog. You're just feast or famine, aren't you? That was every fight in a single night, that was a hundred knives up my strappers and surgery self-automated. How in the red Hell gone blue do you keep managing to drug yourself into a multimonth subscription extension, WITH the fancy towel upgrade?

This is the poo poo of it. Monstrous. That's what you've gone up to now. A hosed decade of pure training with the absolute maximals, and you get it over with inside of one night wrestling four dogs like you're the coursing hare gone mad. Too many disco biscuits loaded up your biceps. What in the world are you going to do with this much moxie in you, and that much more ahead? What, you going to arm-pin the Emperor? Bench a Moloch? Rip the head off a Lord? Not my business. Just keep the payments coming. Every step up is more protein down the hatch. Doesn't help that your blood is wild. Bad enough you set it on fire, but now you've gone and made it chemical-personal.

Eat your eggs.

Six-Pack Brochure posted:

Welcome to the Monstrous® Tier! At this level of muscular performance, with a humanoid shape and low body weight, really freakish things become possible for the living monster that is now you!

Normally, an 'impossible' roll would be one made at a -20, which would negate even the mortal peak of a score or roll against a 20. But at 30, you now could feasibly do that impossible, more than 50% of the time! This means challenges that once mattered are now routine- such as, say, climbing. You can now autoclimb across most kinds of terrain, especially low mountains without unique obstacle. Just hiss like the gremlin you are while you scamper and scale over rock faces with ape-like ease! You freak. You terrifying animal.

You, Monster.

Molten Veins posted:

Incredible salinity scathing the veins. Ripping them raw with the elder of chemical hatred. But there's molten within, there's nuclear - the salts dissolve into enslaved soup, spider-star patterns of molecular murder reaching for all possible combinations of particle. The King Claw Red across your heart, that old pact with the mystic laws of physics.

Not only are you Immune to Fire damage and explosions when past -1xHP, you are also Immune to Acid and Ice damage. Your blood is now a horrible soup of unnatural reactions and chemical bonds.

Six-Pack Subscription posted:

Bench a Moloch?

Arcanuse posted:

well. I mean. Now that you mention it, yes

Randalor posted:

Are we gonna see an MC&D agent get imploded? Cause I think we gonna implode an agent.

Quest Journal posted:

[Complete] Paprika. Why is it, that there’s now a handprint that you can’t seem to paint away? Why is it rung, with the four colours of Heaven? Listen to your doubts.

The Dark posted:

You don't have to look, Kwiat.

some time ago, listing the Lord's classes posted:

GUARDIAN [?]
(The class description and power are both blank. Nearly all of Moulder's information is blank.)

Black August posted:

Sorry for the quiet; I wanted a Thanksgiving update but I've been fighting a nasty flu that I'm still trying to shake. Wash ya hands, etc, wear ya mask, etc, don't play with the gallons of blood from a torn-up victim, etc.