Who would win in a chess match, the clairvoyant or the seer
ML
Member
Attempted Polymath
- Last Seen: 4 mos ago
- Old Guild Username: Mercenary Lord
- Joined: 12 yrs ago
- Posts: 1361 (0.30 / day)
- VMs: 2
-
Username history
- ML 6 yrs ago
- ██████████████ 12 yrs ago
-
Latest 10 profile visitors:
-
Most recent →
Neziul,
Scrawl Banditta,
Ohm,
erikh
Status
Recent Statuses
5 yrs ago
hey can i be a guild mod
7
likes
6 yrs ago
hey can i be a guild mod
13
likes
6 yrs ago
new name, same piss poor time management
2
likes
6 yrs ago
if you have a "craving", write a story on your own, that way when you inevitably lose interest and quit you're only wasting your own time
4
likes
7 yrs ago
factory-engines roar like false lions, blood thunders in the dock-pipes
Most Recent Posts
Yeah that sounds fine, but honestly he'd be fine with just having a close friend. No need for romance when you have like no friends to begin with lol
Either works, he's just a slow to trust, slow to love kinda guy
Either works, he's just a slow to trust, slow to love kinda guy
Yo could I have the high clairvoyant talk to phantom and teach him how to control his dread powers: like instill fear in people at will
In my head phantom is like a half trained pretty powerful epic who needs a little guidance sometimes
In my head phantom is like a half trained pretty powerful epic who needs a little guidance sometimes
okay gotcha
so could he make some inception-level geometry
so could he make some inception-level geometry
Previously...
The problem with being an invisible ghostman is that most people don't give a shit about you, because they can't see you. David was almost offended, but there was too much excitement afoot to worry about that now. Rats or some shit. That was exciting, right? Everyone else seemed to think so: they were all jumping out of magic windows and ripping off clothes and boy howdy, people were in a rush.
Well, it wasn't like he had much else to do. Phantom became visible again and soared upward past the roof. He waved smartly at his unconscious body up there, and took off toward...wherever everyone else was going. He saw Dragon Heart clearest, running at a literally neck-breaking speed across the city. Phantom followed as fast as he dared: too fast, and he wouldn't know when to stop. He could end up over the Atlantic before he realized how far he'd gone.
Too slow, and he'd be left behind. It was a class-A balancing act. One he wasn't very good at. Luckily the rats were huge and irritating, and Phantom could see their trail of chaos from his birds-eye view. This would be a good chance to test a few theories he had about the Phantom. He dove abruptly toward the ground, increasing in size as he came down. He hit the ground as large as he could make the Phantom, roughly the size of a small building. Three stories of phantasmal 'flesh' clipping through walls to settle on the street corner.
The Phantom exhaled, and the sound was magnified to represent his current size: a low rumble which shook the ground. He looked quite threatening, he was sure, but embarrassingly enough, that was all he could do.
David's Phantom Telekinesis was limited to exerting as much force as his physical body could, no matter what size his illusions were. He could throw punches at his current size, but the dispersion of the force along his huge arms would reduce the strength of his blows to gentle shoves. To really do damage, he would have to shrink down to smaller sizes.
But he could terrify these rat things: they were animals, weren't they? Animals like the rest of them: animals could feel fear. He swung his arms through the ground, right at the place where they would be popping out. The little bastards squealed and chittered. They didn't stop coming, unfortunately, but the ones that came out of the hole seemed nervous, woozy even. They swayed as they came forward, staring up at the monster above them with beady-eyed caution.
"Only a matter of time before they learn that I'm harmless," he mumbled. Wow, his voice was loud as hell.
The problem with being an invisible ghostman is that most people don't give a shit about you, because they can't see you. David was almost offended, but there was too much excitement afoot to worry about that now. Rats or some shit. That was exciting, right? Everyone else seemed to think so: they were all jumping out of magic windows and ripping off clothes and boy howdy, people were in a rush.
Well, it wasn't like he had much else to do. Phantom became visible again and soared upward past the roof. He waved smartly at his unconscious body up there, and took off toward...wherever everyone else was going. He saw Dragon Heart clearest, running at a literally neck-breaking speed across the city. Phantom followed as fast as he dared: too fast, and he wouldn't know when to stop. He could end up over the Atlantic before he realized how far he'd gone.
Too slow, and he'd be left behind. It was a class-A balancing act. One he wasn't very good at. Luckily the rats were huge and irritating, and Phantom could see their trail of chaos from his birds-eye view. This would be a good chance to test a few theories he had about the Phantom. He dove abruptly toward the ground, increasing in size as he came down. He hit the ground as large as he could make the Phantom, roughly the size of a small building. Three stories of phantasmal 'flesh' clipping through walls to settle on the street corner.
The Phantom exhaled, and the sound was magnified to represent his current size: a low rumble which shook the ground. He looked quite threatening, he was sure, but embarrassingly enough, that was all he could do.
David's Phantom Telekinesis was limited to exerting as much force as his physical body could, no matter what size his illusions were. He could throw punches at his current size, but the dispersion of the force along his huge arms would reduce the strength of his blows to gentle shoves. To really do damage, he would have to shrink down to smaller sizes.
But he could terrify these rat things: they were animals, weren't they? Animals like the rest of them: animals could feel fear. He swung his arms through the ground, right at the place where they would be popping out. The little bastards squealed and chittered. They didn't stop coming, unfortunately, but the ones that came out of the hole seemed nervous, woozy even. They swayed as they came forward, staring up at the monster above them with beady-eyed caution.
"Only a matter of time before they learn that I'm harmless," he mumbled. Wow, his voice was loud as hell.
whats the limit of the high islands powers: because if he can reform broken glass, can he also just reform entire buildings? is there a point to destroying buildings/causing chaos or is he just going to fix it all each time?
Hell yeah, you guys are great
Lemme see about typing something up before I get super swamped at work
EDIT: too late, ive been swamped, i wanted to reply to a different rp too, i was a fool
I'll definitely get something up tonight though
Lemme see about typing something up before I get super swamped at work
EDIT: too late, ive been swamped, i wanted to reply to a different rp too, i was a fool
I'll definitely get something up tonight though
Okay people, before I type up another post I'd like a little feedback:
how's the interest level so far? What can I do to improve the RP experience?
we've been at this for a long ass time and I thoroughly enjoy the characters we have here, but i'd hate for my excitement over everything to overcome my good sense, if there's problems/issues with my gming that yall feel i should address
@Caits@Vicier@Atrophy
how's the interest level so far? What can I do to improve the RP experience?
we've been at this for a long ass time and I thoroughly enjoy the characters we have here, but i'd hate for my excitement over everything to overcome my good sense, if there's problems/issues with my gming that yall feel i should address
@Caits@Vicier@Atrophy
@Regitnui I'm not going to vote because I am extremely biased.
Also, @Mercenary Lord, chaotic neutral second-worst alignment, only true neutral is worse. What you going to say to that? Huh? Get rekt skrub. Chaotic Good 5 life.
i prefer chaotic good
Personality schmersonality
© 2007-2026