I cast Magic Missile.

I cast Magic Missile... on the darkness!

I kill myself. It's really not going to get any better from here, why wait for it to choose precisely how it wants to kill me.

Then, they come, and they bring you out of this void.

You know only the pain now. Where once was a unwholesome ache, and an unfulfillable void, you now know only all-encompassing pain.

You exist now, solely to experience this powerful energy transformed through you, making your world a sole point of pain.

Until, one day, it stops. And you can see. And hear. And feel.

And a voice says "Hello"

>>16008761
I reply, go away.

>>16008761
I am Galstaff Sorcerer of Light!

By the way, there's two of us doing this thing.

>>16008761
I feel like we should hate the voice, tell it to fuck off, and that we wish to go back to sleep.

We don't need to wake up and fight or tell fucking stories, a being like us needs to go back to sleep.

Well what do you know, I have this nice little paper here that says 64.45$. That would be the pizza I bought for everyone.

So Dm, With this in mind, Is this happening to me and do you wish to have the antidote?

You can't move, but you can see the world about you. Suspended in a shimmering pillar of light, you float above a floor, made of black stone.

Standing before you is a towering being. He faces you, bending down, his face turned to look at you with gold-flecked eyes as large as...yourself. His skin is black, and rough. His hair, like a curtain of flame. He speaks like a rumbling basso you feel more than hear.

"How do you feel?" he asks.

>>16008789
>>16008753
>>16008743
[There's mountain dew in the fridge! Just go get one!]
>>16008804
[I have no idea what the fuck you're on about]

>>16008809
Again, I suggest hatred for the bearer of this voice, it is obvious that they manufactured our pain as a method of control once they had 'rescued' us.

Attempt to create a physical form, if this isn't possible then it's time to open a can of ghost whoop-ass

I say "I accuse you of railroading."

Unless this isn't a quest, in which case why did you set the illusion that it was?

>>16008822
AM I THERE?

Well OP, This was expected.

>>16008824
"I see. You have...a certain resignation about you.
I apologize. We had no way of knowing what would happen when...well..."
He stands back a bit, looking pensive. He strokes his cinder-beard with one hand, while looking at you. He is clad in coppery bands of metal, carved in runes of power that you recognize as several enchantments of varying powers, interlaced to provide thaumatological protection from all the elements.

It is also at this point you don't know HOW you know, but that you know everything about those magics. How to make them, break them, channel them, craft them much MUCH more efficiently...Its all a bit startling.

Looking further, you see the lines of power invested in the rest of the room, as well. You can see the stone that makes the near-seamless floor, and walls, and ceiling, but you also see PAST that, to the web of energy that makes up the magic invested there.

All throughout the area, energy seems to be routed along the surfaces, grounded out, and channeled back along to...you. Every line of power in the room you see swiftly returns to a main channel somewhere, coming straight along a ley-line to you.

Do the obvious.

Inquire as to the nature of the experiment attempted, but don't let on at what you can see. We want to see if this was the intended effect or a side effect first.

The pillar of light you are suspended in is flowing up from below you, into a channel in the ceiling. You can see waves and licks of flame, in the light. Swirling energies, wrapped around you and flowing up and above you, through you.

It feels fine. You feel no...pain or pleasure or that matter, but you do feel something. A tingle in your body. A electric energy about you. You cant look down to yourself to see what it's doing to you, but you can feel it, nonetheless.

The gigantic being has turned away from you for the moment, and is consulting a tablet of stone, tracing runes(poorly) on it's surface, calling up images(crude, inefficient) above it's surface. The images depict in plain colors, a diagram of some sort of cube.

>>16009042
Why isn't this one a thumbnail?

>>16009034
The titanic creature turns his head, woken from his reverie in the images (which vanish as he turns away).
"You want to know, what we were trying to attempt here? You want to know what we're doing?" He looks conflicted as he asks, as if he did not expect you to ask that specific question. Like he suspects you may have already known.

He looks at you, again pensive, conflicted, or even guilty. Then he steps towards you and explains
"We have harnessed the elements. We altered the flow of the energies of our world, and focused them, pointing them into a series of theurgic circles, meant to multiply and combine their natures.

As we intended, they met in a crucible, pooled, and expanded. We prepared a vessel for this, or rather, an iris. Or both, really. The point is, it's physical qualities do not betray it's massively arcane internal workings. It wouldn't LOOK like an iris, or a crucible, or a key, or anything, really.

What I mean it. It worked. YOU worked.

And now, you can speak to me. Which we find a bit...disturbing"

>>16009080
[bad play on my part, I was grabbing the wrong files from the wrong folder. Too little time posting on /tg/ in the last little while]

rolled 89 = 89

Rolling to fell fear for the last time.

>>16009135
[drop a 3d6] if you could my man. I have stats on my side, for GURPS. low is good, high is bad, bell curved, FYI]

"Unless you explain what the hell you're talking about, I'm leaving. What, exactly, did you do to me?"

rolled 2, 5, 1 = 8

>>16009162
Let's do this. Magic all up in this bitch!

>>16009171
The huge creature steps back, sweat appearing on his brow. "We didnt. I mean, I didn't...we couldnt have even KNOWN..." He stammers.

He backs away from you, and you can see him cowering away form you. It's as if he expects you to do something to hims. It as if he fears you.

>>16009202
"Once again, not really helping me to understand what's going on."

Look around and examine our surroundings further. Can we manipulate them, or are we intangible?

So, we're basically Captain Planet?

rolled 4, 2, 3 = 9

>>16009202
Fuck this shit. Absorb all the energy, matter, and magic from around us, and choke this asshole with our mind.

Then demand an explanation.

>>16009202
"Why are you acting so terrified?"

>>16009231
Obviously we're Dr. Manhattan. But better, because we're controlled by /tg/.

>>16009193
[nice, a success...by17. Not a crit unfortuantely, thats only on a 3,4,5, or 6. You now know you have a 'magic' skill of 25]

You channel your power. Effortlessly, you lance out with a portion of your power. You feel the energy that is flowing up into you turned, for the briefest of moments, to redirect at the giant.

A point of light no larger than a childs hand touches his chest, and a flame explodes out of his chest that grows and explodes, encompassing the whole room.

In an instant, the room combusts, and is left in a smoking mess. The giants body is a charred ruin, and parts of it stick to the ceiling, floor and walls.

Dripping.

>>16009202

Ah, he is very wise to fear us. It seems their experiment succeeded... far beyond what they could've imagined.

It seems that we were somehow conjured by their tinkering with magic and elements, although as to how we gained a consciousness, that is a mystery that I don't think he can help us understand.

The giant is dead. You sit suspended in the light, once again, and the room is settling, dust and debris falling to the floor.

>>16009264
Doctor Manhattan was created by accidental nuclear shenaningans.

Captain Planet was created by deliberate combining of various forces.

While the human (I assume) form was unintentional, Captain Planet is a closer metaphor than Dr. Manhattan.

>>16009276

I wish we could've done that without damaging the room. Analyzing the equipment further might have helped us learn more about what's going on.

>>16009276
Fuck, now who's gonna tell us what's going on?

Rearrange his particles so that he's alive again. How dare he die on us!

rolled 4, 2, 1 = 7

>>16009305
This. I'd say we're playing god, but playing is for children.

rolled 1, 5, 5 = 11

>>16009293
Fine, fine, we're Dr. Captain Planethattan.

I read more Descartes.

>>16009351
>implying we shouldn't be reading Nietzsche

Oh you.

>>16009313
[Good! A 7 on 25 for Magic, again]

The body of the giant, bends to your will. You feels his constituent parts in the room, scattered as they are, and you direct them back to their proper places. His hovering, quivering mass, leaks blood and viscera as his body is reshaped. The, with a mote of power, you force life back into his shell, and you see him blink back into awareness.

He screams, falls to the floor, and scrambles back away from you to the wall. There, he cowers, trembling, looking at you, at his runied clothes, and the room.

"Wha...why?! What did I do?! Why was I ..." He rambles out, muttering to himself and imploring from you in a mad tirade.

>>16009372

Guys, we're a living, anthropomorphic conglomerate of all the elements that can channel arcane power with a simple thought. Fuck dead philosophers, we write our own rules.

>implying that's not a philosophy itself

>>16009379
"Sorry about that. It seems I killed you. But the good thing is you're alive now, and I'm aware I can reconstitute people by rearranging their various particles! Fun!"

Pause for effect.

"Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to be brought up to date on all matters regarding my existence. While I could tear apart your nervous system and get the information from the specific arrangement of neurons, that would be far from optimal for both you and myself."

"Now, speak."

>>16009379

"I destroyed your body and remade it with nothing more than a thought. Now that you know the powers you are dealing with here, maybe you will be more obedient to my requests.

Explain this place, and what you did to bring me here.

Now."

rolled 5, 4, 4 = 13

>>16009410
Oh god, we sound like an asshole.

While we're waiting for his neurons to fire so he can think of what to say, let's try using Divination Magic. What year/month/day is it, where are we located in the universe, and more precisely, what country is this?

>>16009410
He screams. Loudly. IN a panic.

When his cries subside, he speaks to you. IN a quiet voice.

"You...you were not supposed to be. We made a channel for the power, and used it to make our engines work! Thats all you were supposed to be! You shouldn't be able to talk! Or to even be aware! I don't know how we made you, I just know you ARE.

It's at this point, you notice, you are the only ones in this room. You surmize, based on the lines of energy you see, that this is a rather large facility. Monumental, really, and you seem to be at the very bottom of a very large geometric, inverted pyramid. You do not see any other mobile webs of energy, like those yo uruined in his armor. You may be the only ones down here, at all.

>>16009432
>Oh god, we sound like an asshole.

Dude. Awesome arcane power. Can explode stuff and rebuild it in seconds. Who gives a fuck if we sound like an asshole, we have no need to put up with this bullshit.

>>16009432
[13, magic -divination. Success by 12 (no bonus or penalties versus just magic)]

It is the year 998, relative to the Khorvairan calendar, on the continent of Xen'drik

>>16009450
"That's nice. You want to know what else is nice? I'm probably the most powerful being in existence right about now. I can erase you with only a thought. Mind telling me where we are? What is this place, and where is it located in relation to the nearest planet?"

>>16009450

"You meddled in powers far beyond your understanding is what you did. I will be bound by no machines and ordered by no other being. Release me, or I'll destroy this place and release myself."

>>16009485
Nevermind, answered in >>16009484

Ask him who's in charge of this continent. Use the continent's name to disturb him further.

Then ask who he is. His name, military rank, anything that comes to mind.

>>16009487
"No! Please! Don't!" He cries, grovelling. He prostates himself before you, scraping at the floor with his hands.

"You are not bound! DO NOT DESTROY THIS PLACE, I BEG OF YOU!"

rolled 3, 2, 1 = 6

Break down the matter that makes up the tube we're in, and absorb the resulting energies. Then change our shape to a humanoid form. With a suit. Suits are cool.

>>16009500

I agree with this. Use the knowledge we just gained to throw him off balance even more.

I'm just enjoying trolling our captor by this point, but we will need to get out of here some time or another.

rolled 3, 4, 1 = 8

>>16009529
Also, use the energy we absorb to become more powerful. Because fuck the laws of physics, we've got magic.

That suit better be cool, OP.

>>16009525

"Really? And what makes this place, this /jail/ so special to you?"

>>16009544
>>16009539
>>16009529
>>16009500
These.

This is our face right now.

rolled 2, 4, 3 = 9

"What exactly is it about this place that has you so worked up? Is it your home? Something even... more important?"

Seeing as we can fuck with reality, reach out with our consciousness and see what we can see about this inverted pyramid. Also determine if leaving the pillar of light would hamper our abilities, that's probably important.

>>16009572

I'm thinking the pillar, considering how many lines of incoming magic we can sense converging on it, gives us a constant source of power that we're drawing from right now. Just speculating.

>>16009500
>>16009529
>>16009539
>>16009544
You pull free from the channel, gathering the energy there about you, and cloaking yourself in it's radience.
As you step forward on your new legs, your foot forms below you, clad in the stone from the walls and floor, scraped from the surface like a scalpel cutting flesh.

As you come down on your other leg, you straighten your new back, reach up and adjust your tie, and adjust your sleeves. You are an obsidian beast, standing tall and proud, your body clad in an obdurate armor of unbreakable stone.

You stand above the grovelling being, and becon him up to his knees.

" I know I am in Xen'drik, and I know I am awake in the year 998 YYK. Where SEPCIFICALLY IS THIS FACILITY. AND WHY HAVE YOU NOT YET ANSWERED ME?!"
Your voice rolls like thunder, and rolls accross the room, trembling the walls and floor.

>>16009618
>SEPCIFICALLY

"Um, you pronounced that wrong, it's actually-"

"I AM YOUR NEW GOD, I CAN PRONOUNCE IT HOWEVER I WANT."

He replies, slowly.

"We are in an old ruin...master."He grovels, reaching for your feet, turned away by your impatience.

"Long ago, we made your body, and this device, and the powers housed here. We crafted you to power our great empire! You were the crowning glory of our once proud and not yet forgotten race! I am but your humble servant, and I wish you only to help me REVIVE our great race, and revitalize our blood!

You are pure magic! I would use you to rebuild the great land and repower our temples! Light up the sky with your energies!"

He has tears in his eyes. You can see the misfiring neurons in his head, cloudy, and poorly shaped. Clumsily evolved.

If there's one thing this quest proves, it's that with great power comes great entertainment from dicking with lesser beings.

rolled 6, 5, 3 = 14

>>16009655
Let's make him more evolved. Increase his cognitive abilities by 30%, and his memory capacity by 50%.

Then teleport ourselves to the surface, along with him and anyone else in this building.

>>16009655
Improve his clumsy evolution. But do it in a way that makes him absolutely obedient to us.

rolled 2, 5, 1 = 8

>>16009677
This, except for the teleporting part. Only teleport him with us. The other people can go fuck themselves.

Also, identify his species. Use magic.

>>16009691
Oh, and >>16009684 too

>>16009655

I see. Perhaps he can still be useful to us.

We will rebuild this empire and shape it into something that serves as a furthering of our power, increasing its reach amongst these mortal beings and in physical form.

We can being the process of recreation with our new servant here. Fix his "clumsily-evolved" body and elevate him to a form more fitting of one who is an extension of our will.

rolled 2, 1, 5 = 8

>>16009684

Seems obedient enough already...


Step into the beam again to draw power from it, light up the planet's sky just to let them know a great power has awakened.

>>16009677
[ OOh, a 14 on 25 magic]
You tap into your power again, and focus it in his head.

He screams.

His head pops.

And his mental pathways disperse, as the magic you used to harness them overpower and consume them.

You know you will be unable to gather it back together, and that his body will simply be a hollow shell if resurrected.

You are now, unfortunately alone.

>>16009684
>>16009713

Combine these.

>>16009726
Oi you git!

>>16009691 got an eight.

>>16009726
Not for long. Try to use what information we have to create a life form from his blood and body. A pet, even. Just blow energy and create life and let the chaos of biology assign a form to it.

>>16009726

Feh. Clearly someone so lowly wasn't fit to receive our magnificent gift. Let's leave this place then, if there's nothing else to see from our surroundings.

>>16009726
Well shit.

Use our PHENOMENAL COSMIC POWER to convert the pyramid into a fully functional version of itself that's just as powerful, but the size of a small diamond.

Then set it in a ring made of Neutronium.

>>16009791
Oops, forgot to roll.

rolled 1, 3, 5 = 9

>>16009800
>>16009791
OH COME ON.

rolled 2, 5, 1 = 8

>>16009754
Rolling for life creation

[taking the gist of the last few posts]
You channel your power, again, tapping in to the pillar of light behind you. You release some, riotously, up into the structure above, and to the sky above.

The power expended rends the stone, and sublimates the stone. Pit of it fly and reel, thundering about the room. Now, a clear path reveals the night sky far, far above you. You tap in again, and with an effortless jaunt, you are up on the surface.

Towering above the treetops, you stand on a stone fortress roof, like the ziggurat surface of an ancient crumbling pyramid. Jungle reaches up around you, stretching in all directions. Shimmering light crawls along the sky, and your lightning nebulae of power shimmers along the sky, minbgling with the stars, and a shimmering clod of golden light, you know as the 'dragon above' or the shards of syberis.

8 moons shimmer in the sky, waxing and waning, gibbous and crescent, of half a dozen colors.

rolled 3, 4, 4 = 11

>>16009835
Reach out into the fabric of reality and see if we can't locate a village currently available to be ruled over by an all powerful mystical being.

Also, locate any creatures of the same species as the man we just mindfucked, and bring them to us. With magic.

rolled 6, 2, 6 = 14

>>16009835
Find a living creature in the florest nearby, try to find it by body heat of hearing its breath. Just find a creature, any creature, and go to it. Let us see other living things

>>16009852
There is a village not far, nestled in a small valley on a stream-bed. It is populated by a few dozen creatures such as the one you obliterated. They have no obvious sources of magical power. Nothing else within a league has any sort of potency of note.

rolled 3, 1, 6 = 10

>>16009877
We should go there undercover. Take the shape of a regular creature of the region and let's visit the place. Scout and look. I guess we would be curious about the world around us now, enough to observe for a while without turning eveything to dust.

rolled 6, 4, 2 = 12

>>16009877
Teleport ourselves and the pyramid to the village.

"We are your new god. Obey, and we will make your race's name feared and respected once more."

>>16009892

This sounds like a good idea. See if we can find any other servants more receptive to being uplifted.

>>16009892
>>16009893
{Conflict of interest, going with the more successful role here, cuz im good like that}

CLoaking yourself in shadow and ether, you humble yourself into a more leonine forma nd approach the village. You step from the treeline and can see the villagers milling about.

They live in ruins. Crumbling stone shorn up with raw timers have canvases of hide stretched about their gaunt frames. Beings with skin like bark, or rough stone walk about and hack crude food items and simple tools together.

Pitiful. No spark of magic among any one of them.

rolled 6, 5, 4 = 15

>>16009921
Take the form of a regular man of this race. Or woman, we don't mind gender I guess. Bonus point if we can search their minds I find out how too look 'harmless' in their eyes, so maybe a child. Then walk to the village. We need to talk to them and understand. See who approuches us.

rolled 3, 2, 5 = 10

>>16009921

Introduce magic then. See how they react. Those that use its power most effectively can be our new servants.

rolled 4, 1, 6 = 11

>>16009921
Use what we've learned from rebuilding the dead guy to evolve them. Also make them have an innate and undeniable desire to serve us and dominate all others.

With them we will conquer all of reality.

rolled 2, 2, 6 = 10

>>16009981
This and >>16009963

They'll have innate magic talents too. Sorcery FTW.

>>16009981
>>16009963
>>16009949
You step among them, cloaked as one of their own. Your skin is black like night, and your eyes like gemstones. You simplified your clothing to be a well trimmed, if simple robe.

Among them, you speak " Come to me! And hear the name of your new god!" You release power into them, and channel it. You awaken a spark of reality within their simple hussks and awaken their power.

Many die. Others twist and writhe in the new energies, and their bodies change. They rise up, beholden to you, enraptured by you.

They flock to you, and listen. You speak with them, and they answer.

Their tribe are stone Giants, bred from the descendats of the empire of the Titans. The cyclopean rulers once held the world in their hands, but lost a war against a great enemy, the dreaming dark. They are but a shadow of their former selves, and there is no empire that holds them all under it's sway.

North, humans hold a city they have built over the years. They have a foreign empire, accross the thunder sea. They call it Khorvaire.

The world is Eberron.

rolled 1, 6, 3 = 10

>>16010033
>eberron

Called it.

Use our magic to evolve them back into Titans.

Then go and meet the neighboring humans.

rolled 1, 6, 5 = 12

>>16010033
This is what you will do:
Use our power to build a great fortress of obsidian stone, with a central tower so very high, with a light so bright in it, that it can be seen from miles and miles away. Around this fortress the tribe of the stone giants will build their city, the first of a new and glorious empire.

This quest is awesome, OP. Just letting you know.

>>16010100
I'm gonna go ahead and post some concept art for that idea.

It'll be magic, right?

rolled 6, 2, 5 = 13

>>16010131
Awesome tower. Exactly what I imagined.

>>16010063
>>16010100
>>16010105 (Thanks!)
You alter your followers further, and force your will upon their very souls.
You grant them power unlike they have had in millennia. You instruct them on their task, and set about their plan for a new home for them. A tower with a beacon, lighting the way for a future Cyclopean empire.

Each of your minions go about their tasks, harnessing fire and flame to char stone to obsidian, and shaping the material into blocks to be hewn into shape.

Within the nights fall and rise to morning, a wall holds back the jungle, and a tower rises up into the sky. The streambed has been rerouted to serve as a small moat, and the area has been cleared to serve your needs.

Your people implore you oh new god "How shall we glorify you? What is your name, o great benefactor?"

>>16010160
We are χάος. We are Chaos.

>>16010160
Erebus, the Greek personification of Darkness.

rolled 3, 5, 4 = 12

>>16010160
I am the ever seeing eye, the ever knowing mind, the benevolent father, the tender mother, the crude tyrant. I am Ascalax.

>>16010185
>>16010160

Born from the primal elements of creation and bringing new life (and new destruction from those that can't handle it) into the world? Seems like a good choice.

>>16010193

Oh shit changing my support here
>>16010199

to this one. Much better.

>>16010193
>>16010185
Perfect! Erebusis replicatable in text at least.

And so you are named, Erebus, the god of darkness, lord of stone, chaos, personified.

Tune in, Next week! Same quest time, same quest channel!
Really, though, Ill post when I can. Erebus Quest should be fun.

Good night /tg/! I have a wife to curl up with now!

-Post any sort of next episode plans for me here, and I will check the thread in roughly 8 hours. If its still going, Ill have something to work with next week.
Thanks again guys!

>>16010218

Continue our work expanding our empire, using our magic to bolster those we've subsumed to our will to serve as armies. They will spread our influence out further, awakening those who are useful to us and destroying the rest like what we did back in the village.

PLANNING PHASE:

We're making the tattered spire from Fable 2 now, so that's pretty sweet. How about we make those big old things that shoot lasers and put them into orbit.

An orbital weapons network ready to fire at our command.

Yes or no?

Aaaaand archived. Don't forget to vote it up.

>>16010268

Derp forgot to post the link.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16008732/

Creation forges.

Creation forges everywhere.

Make our new suservient race feed of the magic given off by our very prescence.