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A new kind of roleplaying game
((Smh))
The boy, clearly annoyed by the Beta Swarm's stubbornness, ran straight towards it and did a Tornado drill straight at it's chest.
With a dismissing wave of his hand, Dexterious tears the rock away, and throws it at the Beta Swarmling.
With a dismissing wave of his hand, Dexterious tears the rock away, and throws it at the Beta Swarmling.
((Yay, a non-extreme attack that I can make the Beta Swarm get hit by
Jumping towards a giant guy with 5 giant arms and swords may not be the greatest idea though :P))
--Tamriel--
The rock missed, want to try again?
The Beta Swarm attempted to counter the boy with his swords, but missed somehow. After getting hit by him, the armor dissappeared and the Beta Swarm fleed to the rift, and exited the dimention
--Some Music Theater--
He found a Music Theater inside, along with a masked person sitting on a stool near a piano which had nothing but a white candle on it, playing a basic song. There was no visible skin on the person as it was all covered by clothes, the mask was white, and it seemed by the instructions she was female. It seemed she didn't want anyone to see her true self. "Yes," she asked the boy, without even looking away from the piano.
"I would like to do a request," said the boy.
"Which song would you like," asked the woman. The boy was surprised, why would she even be taking requests at a time like this? He looked at the card. "Death's Demise," he said. The pianoist stopped playing the piano, surprisingly, the piano was still playing, probably eletric or something. "Are you sure you want to do that?" the woman asked, "There is no going back."
"Yes," said the boy, taking his seat.
The piano stopped playing the other song, and the woman started playing a song, strange, everything seemed to be changing around him. Eventually, the woman striked the final note, and a trapdoor opened under the boy and the woman, who had grabbed the candle when it happened. They all fell down into the basement.
Erk shook his head, watching as a multitude of ghosts did absolutely nothing to the Beta Swarmling, while the new guy's whirling sword attack forced it to retreat.
"What kind of Paladin summons ghosts, anyway?" Erk mused.
"Not sure. He's probably not from Elibe. Kiiiiinda reminds me of Sain, though..."
"WOOOOOO!" Rick pumped his metal fist in the air. "Da-da-da-DA-da-da-da-da-DAAH DAAH DAAH..." Rick continued with his entire theme song while beating his chest and doing a ridiculous victory dance.
"Okay." Erk began examining the terrain. Which way to go... "First, we should see to... that boy. One of us should heal his wounds, and ask for his name, so we don't have to call him 'That boy'."
"I'll get on that." Serra walked towards the boy and used her Mend Staff to heal any wounds he may have taken.
"Right. And as for you, Dexterious..." Erk lowered his voice to a whisper. "You can say 'love' all you want, but it is not 'love' to, in the middle of pitched combat, hit on a girl that's already in a relationship, and in the process, distract her from an incoming attack. Your flirting with Serra is obnoxious. Endangering her is inexcusable."
"Danger? Where's the danger? I'm built for danger." Rick, at hearing 'danger' offhand, had suddenly swung around, jumping at the chance to find danger.
"Danger? Is there danger over there?!"
"No, there's no danger," Erk said. "Rick just misheard me."
"Okay, good." Serra asked the boy, "What's your name?"
--B16--
The boy had braced himself for inpact, but instead of hitting the ground, his seat was floating in midair, inches from the ground. He saw a light ahead behind a corner, as everywhere else was dark. He got out of his chair and started walking towards the light...
((All this time and I haven't even thought of a name for him....))
Rather than tell Serra his name, he stayed quiet, unsure of whether to trust them or not.
((Just do what I do, and slam your keyboard like this
shfpmi
now you modify what you slammed into a name, if you don't like what you slammed, delete it and slam again
I'm actually serious here, that's how I get most of my names, by slamming the keyboard and turning it into something
Random Basicish instruction that say what I said earlier
Step 1: Slam your keyboard
Step 2: If you don't like it, skip to step 4, otherwise, carry on
Step 3: If you do like it, skip to step 6, otherwise, you're a liar
Step 4: Erase the name
Step 5: Go back to step 1
Step 6: Modify it into a name, don't worry, all names created this way might sound kinda strange, but it doesn't matter
Step 7: Apply the name to your character, make sure it fits them first
Step 8: ?????
Step 9: Profit!
Step 10: Steps 8 and 9 are jokes, but 1-7 arn't))
Dexterious claps Erk's shoulder sarcastically, and dismissed his undead horde with a wave of his hand.
"The heart wants what it wants," Dexterious says, winking at Erk. He ruffles Erk's hair, and says:
"I hate to break it to you... but you are a JOKE. You aren't real, in any universe but your own. You were created for the amusement of human children, and for nothing more. Let me show you something..." Dexterious opens a portal with his hand, and it shows an image of Japanese children huddled around the television.
"See that... it's called anime. It is a popular style of CARTOON on Earth. So someday, when that show goes off the air..." Dexterious waves his hand and dispels the portal. "That happens."
((Ooooh, breaking the 4th wall are you?))
((It would probably worked better if he shoved a console with Fire Emblem in it lol))
--B16--
He had found the woman around the light, and the candle was floating in midair. "Why are there no lights?" the boy asked.
"It saves on electricity," the woman replied. It seemed she was going somewhere. The boy decided to follow her.
((Wrong fourth wall. Fire Emblem is a video game, and the only entry with Erk and Serra in it has been out of production for years now. Nice try, though.))
"So that's all I am, huh?"
Erk was about to make a snarky comeback and point out that his argument wasn't even answered, but Serra's overhearing Dexterious did the job for him.
Serra, the boy all but forgotten, ran right up to Dexterious, furious. "Is that what I am to you? Nothing but... amusement?!"
"Oh man. You just screwed u-"
"NOT NOW, RICK!" Serra glowered at Dexterious. "You taunted Erk, you nearly got me hit, and now... THIS INSULT! Get OUT OF MY SIGHT, you posturing lowlife, or so help me..."
Erk was surprised. Serra was furious. And... posturing lowlife? She'd improved her vocabulary.
"Serra? Let's be off. We'll ignore this cretin."
"Of course. In fact... Erk?" Serra handed Erk the Unicorn... summoning thingy. "Check this to see if it's not some cursed relic of some kind- he seems like the type to give me something cursed. Then, if not, you can have it- I'm terrible at riding anyway."
"Uh... thanks." Serra'd said some ascerbic things in her time, but... wow. Erk would feel sorry for Dexterious if the latter hadn't just tried to invalidate his existence.
"So... where'd all the danger go?"
"I don't know... but it'll come back." Erk shook his head. "Whatever these monsters, these... Swarmlings are, they're a threat to Elibe. We'll need to look for some way to track them..."
--Tamriel--
"They're a threat to everything," said a voice from behind them, which belonged to the hooded man with the robotic arm from earlier in the story and come back to Tamriel, "and I know it very well."
"Your wish is my command, madam." Dexterious says, sweeping himself into a bow. He walks to the boy, almost fatherlike in his demeanour. He draws a small sword from his belt, and tucks it into the lad's belt.
"A fine blade, for a mighty Champion." He says quietly, ruffling his hair.
He steps on his cloud horse, and begins to ride away. As he was about to exit the portal, a ghoul appears behind Serra. It grabs her, and shoves it's fangs, trying to drink from her jugular.
Dexterious turns, looking morose. He fires a single arrow, it flies past her head and into the creature's eye. Brains spatter out of it, and seep into the girl's hair. The angels from the sky leave, and the skeletons fall into piles of bones. The portal disappears behind him.
--Tamriel--
The man then says in a announcer voice, "Will Dexterious ever woo Serra? Find out next time on whatever random name I can think of at the moment, spoiler alert, the answer is no."
--B16--
The boy was eventually led to a strange room, with increadible amounts of filecabnit (or whatever they are called). There practicly were enough to fill the moon. The woman walked over to a lone filecabnit and pulled out a file.
((Know what? Screw that. Serra's a Level 20 Bishop with an A Support Bonus. She can take out one Ghoul just fine.))
...Except Serra, having heard the portal opening behind her, had already leapt back and to the side, dodging the Ghoul's attack, and retaliated with Shine, which had tripled might against the undead Ghoul. This was immediately followed by a Bolganone blast and a rocket. Between that and the arrow, the ghoul was doomed.
"Man, that was awesome!" Rick shouted. "It came out and tried to bite you, and you just jumped out of the way, and you're like, BAM! Super light! And then the wizard guy roasted him and my rocket and the knight's arrow, and that thing was dead."
Erk turned to face the voice from behind. "A threat to everything, you say. Finally, some information. What are these monsters, and are they all nearly invulnerable to magic like that one was? Because, if they are..." Erk shook his head. "We need a proper army."
"And more weapons." Serra looked at her Shine tome. "I think I'll only get four or five more uses out of this tome before it runs out of power."
--Tamriel--
"Those monsters are known as the Swarm," said the man, "Absoulutly dangerous creatures who were created for the sole purpose of destruction. They have no souls, they are just energy. Energy can resist magic, but it is not completly immune to magic. They also have no strengths or weaknesses to elements, unless there is a exception like the Anchient Swarm you fought, having shaped into armor. They can shape into any form and use their abilitys to their advantage, they would even turn into you if they tried too. Any information on where they came from is classified to you, as you all do not have the required level of clearance."
((So Dexterious reached under my hood and ruffled my hair. Okay))
The boy inspected the blade, pulling it out of his belt and checking for any symbols engraved into the side. It was a finely crafted blade, but was not to his liking. Before he can say anything, Dexterious has already left through the portal.
The boy sighs, dropping the blade into a white void he summoned and watched as it disappears. "Yet another blade I won't be using." He walks over to the others as the Swarm mysteriously subsided. For now. "You wanted to know what my name was, right? I don't just give it to anyone, so I have to be able to trust you first."
"Any form? Well... that's worrying. We'll have to be careful who we trust, then..."
"All right. I'll watch my back. Of course, we've already made them mad... maybe a large city is too dangerous?"
"Probably. The amount of people in a large city would make it difficult to see any sort of assassin."
Erk turned to address the boy. "I understand your lack of trust- seems as though our foe is very effective at deception. Maybe a nickname will work, then... So I can tell you to duck if something comes flying at you from behind."
Rick squinted a little. "Hey, Erk, you think that kid's a-"
"Swarm spy? Of course not. He fought that Swarm monster back there... Now. Serra, Rick. Do you want to fight this Swarm?"
"Of course I do. We need to fight these guys before they can even look funny at Elibe!"
"It's been a long time since I've been in danger like this... and that is PERFECT! Bring on these swarm sons-a-"
"Thank you." Erk turned toward the mysterious figure. "Tell me. If I wanted to fight this... Swarm... then where should I go?"
A nickname? The boy had a look of confusion on his face. 'A nickname could help out in the long run. Maybe I could at least tell them my code.' He looked back to them. "I can give you my codename. It's Asura. Like the deity."
--Tamriel--
"Trust me," said the man, "You will know when someone is swarm, unless you are colorblind, although they have their shape and abilities, they don't have what they turned into's color."
((It's taken Malk a while to post, so... here I go.))
"Hmm. Good to know. And welcome to our team, Asura." Erk didn't know of any deity named Asura, but then he didn't know of worlds made entirely of cubes, Aperture Science Handheld Portal Devices, and a lot of other things, until just now. He figured he'd find out more information as he went.
"Note to self. No paint jobs."
Erk shook his head. "No, Rick, if you really want a paint job, you can just tell us about it."
"What about his other question?" Serra asked. "Where should we go if we want to fight these guys?"
((More towards the ones in Hinduism and Buddhism. Mostly referring to the (Demi)God of Wrath.))
Asura looks around, finding that all the Swarmlings have disappeared for now. "Strange, this place was riddled with those Swarm creatures." He turned to the man. "What happened to all of them? Did they leave with that armored Swarm?"
A nearby villager is walking out, straight towards the group clustered about. As he is about to approach them, a flash of red light hits him, and when the dust settles... a chicken is standing in his place.
"WABAJAAAAAAAAAACK" Cries Sheogerath, the Daedric Lord of Madness.
((Hang on, since when did I make the swarm flee this dimention? The only swarm that I made flee is the Beta Swarm))
((I meant around the group. Nothing has attacked them since the Beta Swarm left.))
((I never said they left, as a matter of fact, they should be still around everyone's characters. They just got bored of attacking everyone I guess and continued destroying that universe))
((So I assume you aren't gonna answer Asura in-game? Cuz he clearly cannot see them.))
"Have you tried looking down?" asked the man.
Erk slowly looked down at his feet. Since when...
"Okay, then. But maybe we should find a point to launch an attack where-"
Erk heard the shout of "WABBAJAAAAAAAACK" and saw the villager get turned to a chicken. He shook his head. This was getting weirder by the minute.
"What the..."
"Serra, try your Restore Staff."
"Got it!" Serra ran towards the chickenized villager and applied her Restore Staff. This staff was well able to reverse the effects of harmful enchantments, including but not limited to magical Sleep, Poison, Petrification, and Berserk. Being transformed by that... thing... whatever it was, should be reversible by the Staff...
Meanwhile, Rick looked for the source of the transforming attack. "Okay... I need a vantage point to find that pile of crap... Oh, wait!" Rick rocket-jumped into the air, placing two portals on the ground so that he'd fly up and down repeatedly, in an attempt to spot the source of said attack.
"Hee hee hee! I'm so happy I could just tear out your innards and strangle you with them!" The insane god giggles, as Serra's staff has no effect on Wabajack's enchantment.
"You see, sweetface. This here is a Daedric artifact. Not something that can be easily reversed by your parlor tricks." Sheogerath says, as he forces the chicken to peck it's own chest out. He laughs as it's heart comes out, then turns it into a goat at the wave of his hand.
"Sooo, I heard there was some CRAZY to be done. And I looooooooove CRAZY!"
The disembodied voice continues.
"Get over yourself, moron." Serra applied her staff again, removing the insanity effect and the transformation effect, because Serra's staff, despite meeting slight resistance from the Wabajack's effect, ultimately did not seem to be fazed by such a chaotic, poorly structured enchantment. "A Restore staff can only be used by those in the service of good. It's not a parlor trick!"
Erk used his Rescue staff to pull the villager away from the confrontation. "We'll stop this fool. Run!"
"Now where is he..." Rick continued portaling up and down, searching for the source of the stupid voice.
((And THAT is how they roll in Fire Emblem.))
(( Dude, Sheogerath is a GOD. He is literally, a GOD of madness. I don't think his magic is poorly structured. ))
"Pish posh, missy moo." Sheogerath says with a giggle, and the villager's brain bursts out of his skull. The brain then pulls a top hat out of it's interior, and dances a small jig before jumping away.
"Know who your dealing with yet? I only let you reverse that, because CHICKEN BRAIN IS SMALL!" Sheogerath yells out. A huge gate made of ivory appears out of nowhere, and a suited fellow walks out. He is wearing a pinstripe suit, and carrying a staff.
The staff looks like this
"Oi, not another psycho god...." Asura shook his head. "First Wyzen, now this."
((Having the ability to explode brains is... not overpowered?
Sheogorath sure sounds like a smug, jerkish idiot who thinks he can take on four people at once. I think I'm going to block his attacks and kill him with strategy.))
"Not today." Erk, sensing the magic disturbance in the field around him, performed a Dual Guard, placing himself in the way of Sheogorath's attack on the villager so that its damage was reduced to nothing. "Shut up and get out of our way. I don't care what you say and I don't care who you are. We've fought foes that are both more powerful and significantly smarter than you. You will stop tormenting innocents, right now, or you will die."
Rick pointed at the man in the pinstripe suit. "There's that piece of crap!" Rick aimed his portal gun right at the man, then fell through his portal again, swinging away with his Frying Pan. "DIE!"
Serra stood by, ready to attack or heal as the situation demanded.
(( I invented the Villager as my NPC. With him, I do as I please. ))
"I wouldn't DO THAT" Sheogerath says in his faint Scottish accent. He appears behind Erk and grabs the Villager. A portal appears, and he drags him in. A minute later, they re-appear. Sheogerath is holding a rabbit.
"He took ONE LOOK at my humble abode in Oblivion, and FREAKED OUT! I turned him into a rabbit to calm him down." He explains, turning the grass below everyone's feet into dung.
"Oh yeah. Daedra can only be BANISHED. Not killed, sweetie." He says sarcastically as he pulls a sandwich out of his top hat. He chews it thoughtfully, then casually flings a chicken at the sky. "Chickens love me!" He says at length.
Sheogerath then proceeds to dance a little jig, then the rabbit turns back into a person. Creating a wall between him and everyone else, he pulls the villager's guts out. He then yells something incoherent about narwhales and skips rope with the intestines.
The man sighs, "ANOUTHER unkillable threat? Why can't we just get rid of these threats permanently?" The man then mumbles something under his breath that can't be heard. "He would probably go insane or something if he saw my home," the man said.
Sheogerath then proceeds to smile at the group, and wipe his face on a giant kleenex that comes out of nowhere.
"Hello, govna!" He says in a now cockney accent. He twirls Wabbajack like a cane, and randomly fires a bolt of red energy at the distant city walls. Each brick turns into a goat, and all the goats run away in a stampede. He chuckles as several people are crushed.
Serra's mouth stood agape. What was he doing?! Did he have no sense of...
"Okay, that's it! BEGONE!" Serra unleashed a critical strike with Shine, aiming it directly at Sheogorath's turned back.
Erk, after momentarily recognizing how lucky he was to not be in the way of that stampede, said, "All right, then. If you're not going to listen to me... then you'll have to die!"
Rick fired a portal so that he'd fly directly at Sheogorath... only to miss and land somewhere near Erk. As Erk unleashed the extreme winds of Rexcalibur on Sheogorath, he whispered, "Attack Pattern... Kappa. That's the one, right?"
"Ohhh, yeah." Rick readied his Portal Gun. "This is gonna be good."
Asura just watched as the madness unfolded, shaking his head when the trio again declared they were gonna kill Sheogorath. Clearly you can't kill a god, especially with conventional means like a rocket launcher. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a bar of chocolate, which he began munching on out of boredom.
Sheogerath fires a bolt of red lightning, straight at the attack of Shine. The bright light turns into a dove, and flies away after crapping on Serra's head.
"Attack pattern krappa? What's that!?" Sheogerath yells as his own gusts of sand and blood smash into Rexcalibur's winds.
"Maybe, you should get out of your DIAPERS before you challenge an immortal being!" Sheogerath says sarcastically, as he fired seventy bolts of red light at Erk. Each one had a mind of it's own, and flew at him from all directions.
(( A lesson in Wabbajack. Each bolt has a random effect, fireball, icy explosion. The chicken is common, too. If you get hit by one, I will let you choose the effect. ))
Serra shook her head. "I don't think so. Did you just try to change around divine power? Oh, I'm sorry, bunny boy, but I don't think it did anything!" Rexcalibur was deflected, but Shine continued on its way, impervious to the Wabbajack's stupidity. Sheogorath would have to either dodge the attack or take the triple damage from Shine like a man.
As Erk saw the Wabbajack attack come his way, he shouted, "Now!"
At Erk's signal, Rick pulled Erk away from the bolts with his Portal Gun by placing the blue portal under his feet (having set the orange portal away from Sheogorath), then fired the orange portal on the ground right next to Sheogorath. What did this mean? A burst of Wabbajack bolts heading out of a portal next to Sheogorath, spreading out so that Erk, Serra and Rick could easily dodge them - unless they homed in, which was even BETTER for Erk, Serra, and Rick because then the bolts would hit Sheogorath, due to his position in between Rick's portal and Erk's team.
"See? Your own power is leveled against you." Erk cracked a smile. "Have you ever thought of what it would be like to die? Most likely not. Start thinking about it, because you can't avoid us forever!"
((Aperture Science Handheld Portal Devices have been tested against magical effects ten times as powerful as those found in Skyrim to see if they could change or remove portals. The results were very informative: they could not.))
"You seem to forget that I'M A GOD!" Sheogerath yells, leaping into the air fifty feet high. He comes down hard behind them.
"You shouldn't have done that, enjoy the view." Sheogerath says sadistically, as an impenetrable bubble surrounds the group.
He then pulls out a knife, and cleans his fingers with it. When he is finished, he throws it almost casually for hundreds of metres. The knife comes to a halt in the forehead of the local Jarl*.
(( *Jarl: A norse term for leader, or local king. A traditional comparison would be a Duke, or a Baron. Perhaps a modern-day mayor would be a decent example. ))
"Hold it." Asura held his katana at Sheogorath's neck. "What the hell is your business here?" He looks at the Jarl. "Aside from your daily torturing of the locals?" Asura then raises a wall of fire between them and the others so they would stop attempting to kill Sheogorath.
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