Jerkchicken

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

That's stupid if you can't hit shit with it

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

you seem to have missed the point greatly. Not surprised

If you could write a Superman story what would it be about?

Superman filing a TPS report during unpaid overtime

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

@Leviathan Yeah but it's one hell of a handicap when the magic makes you slow.

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

So if I got this correct. Making a fist fighter type character is going to be gimped cuz the red magic slows you down. Yes? If so, then it's majorly inconveniencing but I could work around it for a gimmick.

Return to the Multiverse

A wizard whose magic is summoning video game stuff and some generic offensive spells like fireballs and stuff.

@Jerkchicken

Isn't that sort of the character you've made?

@Earnest Evans

More like an empowered jackass self-insert but close enough

Return to the Multiverse

A wizard whose magic is summoning video game stuff and some generic offensive spells like fireballs and stuff.

Champions of the Triforce

And I'm arriving to the village or at least its outskirts fashionably late.

Champions of the Triforce

The sound of the wooden frame dragging along the ground was was a constant sound Zetsello heard as he traveled. Its sound told him everything was okay and as such he tilted his hat over his face and drifted asleep. The day was gorgeous and the sun was at its peak with its warm rays keeping him comfortable as he and his horse traveled through the fields. Some would savor such a picturesque day but he didn't. From what he saw out of either corner of his eyes it was one big meadow to go through for some indeterminate amount of time. Instead he closed his eyes and let the warmth bring him to sleep as the crimson of his eyelids faded into something else. Or he would have done so if not for the sudden sensation of cold quickly hitting his exposed toes and rising up almost to his knees as well as his back. The horse had stopped in the stream to rest and drink the water. Immediately he got up to put some of the items like his sword that were on the stretcher to the horse itself so it wouldn't get damaged from the water. He too also took his fill of liquid as he filled his canteen and took the time to let the water rinse his dusty clothes seeing as he was already wet. Having walked along the stream which was not very deep but would have wet him lying down. He got back on the stretcher and let the sun dry him out. Sooner or later he'd be close to some civilization. As the saying goes, "where's there water, there's people." he set that horse to follow along the banks and he'd find someone or some place.

Return to the Multiverse

The more time he spent in this odd town the more he grew restless. Something about the location deeply clashed with his being. Like some metaphysical version of repulsion caused by magnets of like polarity or like the water like fluidity of the city's reality to the equally fluid and lubricative nature of his soul. Amidst the transdimensional terminal did he watch for the next set of portals to open. The location was odd with its turntable floor and various moving mechanical as well with rails twisting and looping. The entire thing reminded him of a pinball machine. Having tampered with the processes to speed it up the machinery moved faster with a louder noise accompanying him as something started traveling down the rails. The first thing to appear was this bubble showing imagery of a forest. He dived into with no real thoughts. There was a big chance this would be some fantasy land and if not he'd find a way out.