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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
Yours sleepily,
Vasco Pyjama
xxx
P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
Michael Leunig. The Curly Pyjama Letters.

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@BBeast Alright, alright. Im juggling a ton of collabs at the moment, so gimme a bit of time to connect with you before commiting utter genocide? XD

Question for the class....

If a God was to shove 1 Might into a Demigod, what would happen?


Super Saiyan Suppository, or similar. Assuming you want to grant the power for their personal use. It would be reasonable to assume that it might bleed off if not used in a certain amount of time.

On the other hand, if you're shoving to smite, it'd probably hurt quite a bit. I can't guarantee killing the poor demi, but they're never going to the toilet the same as they used to from then on.

Edit: At least Lifprasil would have the common decency of actually having a pooper after the fact.
The pedestal room was quickly secured. The warband spread out, some of them eyeing off the unclaimed and no doubt priceless loot. Without orders for a direction to continue, they paused for the moment. Attention was drawn to Meesei and her attunement sphere.

Fendros stepped up to look at the pedestal with his bow nocked with an arrow and aimed low. The killing blow on the centurion had apparently not improved his spirits. He had the corners of his eyes in the crevices, waiting to draw and fire at any surprise. "Perhaps Mora was indeed telling the truth. That looks like the most likely spot for that device."

Janius was still ahead in beast form. He ignored the pedestal and kept his nose raised, looking between the lift and the next door.

"Should we try it now?" Sabine asked reluctantly from behind Meesei's left. "...Or keep going?"
@Dawnscroll

I found a pic of Logos, taking into consideration that first pic you had of him...



@Dawnscroll Very well, though I might be slow to respond this week. I have a lot of study to do.

Edit: Oh wait, I should have clicked the link before I responded. :[ Was that collab request to BBeast, me, or both?
@LokiLeo789 How do you guys feel about gravity? Or say even... physics... or Reality as a whole?

On a side note, who here thinks that Logos is either avian in appearance or owl-formed?

On a side-side-note... where is Toun in all of this madness? You think hed be thrilled to see Logos again.


I only remember that picture where he has the entire front of his body cast into shadow, so my mental image has mostly stuck to that, even where it would be lit.

Toun is sulking and performing damage control. Also scheming, but he's been doing that a lot anyway. I guess right now he'd be back at Cornerstone.
At first, the centurion appeared to be suffering enough damage that it wouldn't even reach the front line. However, the pack's concern increased with every step it took. It wouldn't die. The huge weapons that protruded from each of its arms looked like they could cut swathes through their formation. By the time it closed in, no one exactly expected for the blast of steam.

Sabine covered her head in her hands and closed her eyes, trying to charge her own ward. When she opened her eyes and realised that Meesei was single-handedly deflecting blocking the scalding cloud, she leapt into action. Sabine layered her ward with Meesei's in an attempt to assist her.

The warband behind began to back off a pace. They were disciplined enough to keep their formation, but they didn't know how to handle this huge creation. Fendros took the opportunity to line up a shot. He had noticed that some armour plates had flipped open to reveal the steam valves that were blasting them. It was hard to see them, but he believed he could fire an arrow into them. He held his arrow drawn back, waiting for the blast to stop, and then released.
I think it's a little soon to write the Realta off so soon. Dawn'll get some more content in reaction, I'm sure. Especially with Teknall gaining the hard yards.
@LokiLeo789 Basic animal domestication was given to the rovaick by Toun and it's either spread pretty quickly or been nutted out by various other cultures. I'd say dog taming has been worked out by now.

Dunno about sculpting, but at least you'll have an easier time finding chisels now.
<Snipped quote by Double Capybara>

No sin auto-win? What heresy is this?


They're on to you, Capy.
Fendros tensed up and closed a fist when Ahnasha took the final word. He paused and looked to the ceiling as if considering what would be an evidently angry response to Ahnasha, but he left it alone. There were more important things to worry about in that moment.

The advance through the deeper ruin was not the cure to any bad moods, but at least the warband made progress. Janius had much more control now that he had eaten and Sabine's job was mostly using magic to slow the poison of their casualties. She did not have enough antidote for everyone, so she kept it for an emergency.

The tables turned as soon as the Falmer had fallen back to what could be called a fortified position. When the centurion was released, the uncertainty permeated throughout all of the transformed lycans. Few had seen such a thing before.

Nevertheless, it was another automaton. They knew how to deal with it. Sabine and Fendros stepped up with every other ranged combatant and let loose a volley on command. Fendros tried to aim his arrows between gaps and joints, while Sabine threw lightning spells in an attempt to damage its internal mechanisms.
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