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Table of Monsters

So, nobody gets it?

@Ridlins

Eh... for the time being, Ridlins.

You can tell he's gonna be one of those enemies that come back to haunt you from time to time.

Table of Monsters

"your rolls…
Dodge roll: 18 + 5 = 23
Ninja's hit roll: 8 + 23 = 31
Ninja hits!

…
SPECIAL saving roll! (1d8)
Roll at least a 6…
you roll a 7.
Princess blocks the attack for 0 damage!" -Lugia after my rolls

Gonna make a post sooner or later.

Table of Monsters

Guys... might not be a good idea to fight him... -.-

@Evanist

Originally my rolls were a joke, but, er...

Anyway, something about princess actually blocking something (Lugia something) therefore not that many worries. Except for everyone dying.

Table of Monsters

"Yep, look at the stuff we go-" My sentence was cut off by a whoosh of air and a dark figure who managed to shove me away, grab the katana, and then suddenly a cloud of smoke filling the room. I was sure he put some sort of hallucinogen inside the smoke, because before my eyes I witnessed all my party members and my myself turning into whatever sorts of animals. Robert started to turn into a mini-Kobold or something, our thief started to glow and shift into a bunch of feathers... oh, and I couldn't tell what I became. I had some feline legs and bird claws for hands, which actually didn't feel that much different from having normal Kobold hands.

"Argh, damn you to hell!" With sheer determination, I was able to pick up one of my fallen throwing knives and - get this - STAND UP. It hurt my back quite a bit, but I was REALLY pissed at that human, who didn't even take the time to fight us and try to steal the katana instead. Thankfully, he seemed to struggle to even hold the damn thing, trying to budge it as he limbed. Things got even more uncanny as I somehow forced my arm to jerk and threw a bloody green beam of light at the ninja, getting him right in the flesh of his arm. "Take that, ya coward!" I said with glee, before realising my predicament and falling back onto my claws. Hopefully this didn't last for very long.

Table of Monsters

85. Now for gryphon powas

Strength: x1.5
Endurance: x1
Stamina: x1.5
Agility: x.5
Dexterity: x.5
Magic: x.25
Wisdom: x1
Spirit: x.75
Intelligence: x.75
Luck: x.5

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To see if I can throw knives...

1d20 - Roll 20! + 0.5x13 (round up) = 27 dex

Get bipedal stance and throwing knives!

"attack!"
1d20 - Roll 20! (And I am not bullshitting you - I tried to roll again to see what would happen, but I got a one. Which is apparently the Ninja's dodge.) CRIT! 1d6 x 2 = 12dmg + 7dex = 19 dmg!

"dodge!"
1d20 - Roll 1. Ninja trips over/ensnares himself in katana, basically.

Deal 19 dmg! 70/51 hp!

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So, when universe decides Ninja needs to die despite Lugia's decision...

Anyone mind calculating the probability of such rolls?

Dragon's Dream

"Stand still, foul demon!" While I was still trying to comprehend who'd want to kill me like this, the knight started yelling at me before focusing his efforts on his sword, pulling it out the bench and letting splinters of wood fly everywhere. Before he could take another swipe at me, some foolish figure had landed a high kick on the knight's head, before writhing briefly on the ground. A clatter of armour followed, with the knight regaining his senses and deciding to confront my vigilante instead. "You son of a bitch!" Sure enough, his oddly loud priest voice was now replaced by pure hatred and anger, lashing at someone else instead. Jesus, how does the KOB even function like this?!

I stopped thinking about deities quickly since there was someone clearly trying to survive, blasting the gryphon with a fountain of fire and forcing him backwards. He screamed and started to pat out a bunch of flames on his arms, but I didn't give in to his cries. He tried to kill me thinking I was some 'demon', and the least I could do was ensure he could hurt another innocent life. I shook myself and dropped my bag right off my shoulder, running towards the gryphon as he began to fan the flames out with small gusts of wind. I felt myself burning in the air since my cloud didn't catch up to me, but now wasn't the time to start crying over it. The other guy had trouble trying to defend himself, experiencing a swipe I should've gotten.

In my rush, I cast a sword of air - something that was oddly dark compared to other air swords of Zephyre. I stretched out my arm to receive the hilt as it formed under the shadows of my cloud, before charging with the sword pointing directly at the knight. When he realised I was about to attack, he tried to push me back using his sword, waving it crazily like a frustrated magician. I didn't give in, ducking under one failed swipe and driving it in to the knight's horror. It went cleanly through his chest, mainly because his armour was now suddenly malleable from all the heat. We were both paralysed for seconds until the knight started coughing blood, with me jumping back as my sword broke within and... and... his body slamming the blood-drenched floor of the park.

"I... I think I killed him." Well. That was a little extreme. "I... goodness..." I never imagined I'd kill someone. I ended up falling to the ground on my buttocks, nearly losing form but trying to maintain composure. "Jesus." I whispered, my hand over my mouth as I tried to comprehend what I had just done.

Dragon's Dream

So, I'm just an average guy who's looking for answers. Not exactly average at that point, but at least I'm not some freak of nature. From all I know it's just being able to use darkness, not being the devil. Though, some people have mistaken me for the devil. I won't name people, but most reactions I get (which are like 3 so far) include swearing and pleas to switch back to normal elements... how that even works I don't know.

My plan: get some PROPER gear at the local stores (the stuff my mum gave me would break as soon as I hooked it to something), get down to Gaia's surface, go to Natura and find my uncle's former residence. Hopefully I get some answers and more books to keep me entertained. It's not much of a plan, but at least I'm not at war am I right?

Here we are, the living room. It's a bit cramped, with none of the furniture fitting with any theme in my house. Everything we own seems to be on display thanks to the way we arranged our stuff, and the room was considerably brighter than my room. It was as if I went outside already... of course, that would be a different story. I could see my mum working in the kitchen, also a solid form so that she can grab frying pans and other kitchen utensils. She looked almost the same as me, but with shorter horns and a rounded face. She also seemed stern for a majority of the time, but that was just because she got her solid form later than most slimes. Unlike me, she had a tint of green from her time in Natura, and was fully white. I thought it was unusual for her to cook food since slimes could eat just about anything (as long as it was deceased, or we'd be branded ferals and burnt). I guess it was because we also had taste buds like the rest of population on Gaia. I couldn't help but come closer to the kitchen, while my mum looked up at me and smiled.

"Today's the big day, isn't it?" I grinned and nodded my head. "I got something for you, don't leave yet!" I said cheerily, reaching down and pulling a small brown sack out of the cupboard, then leaving it on the bench and taking off her oddly clean apron. Apparently she wasn't making food, and in fact was arranging some leftover cutlery. Curious, I slid the sack over to myself, opening it up to find all sorts of fruits and vegetables.

"Woah, thanks." I was pleased and delighted to have some food for the journey, rather than relying on possibly shady vendors who were rumoured to recycle oil from the drains... anyway, I returned the smile as I took the sack and put it in my bag, still a huge amount of space waiting to be filled. "Vermont, be safe and return home soon, yes?"

I... didn't really smile. It was a false grin and nod. For all I knew, I'd be branded as the devil again and possibly burnt alive. This world didn't tolerate what I knew, let alone anyone out in the unclaimed territories. But, as long as I kept to the road and didn't talk to anyone... I'd be fine?

I waved goodbye to my mum as I walked to the door, opening it to- OH GOD, MY EYES. "I love you sweetie!" My mum said, sitting on a dinner chair and drinking a mug of water. I still smiled, albeit in pain as I kept walking outside. Oh, I'm so stupid. I knew if I continued walking out in the open like this, I'd probably become less of a slime and more of an omelette - so, I cast a cloud over myself, possibly strange down under but around here it was like wearing a hat. Thankfully it blotted out most of the light and kept me cool, though I was still inspecting my arms and legs for any burns.

The sun was up and bright, hitting noon as I approached the retail district of Zephyre. It took a while to walk there, about 20 minutes at least on stable pathways. I sprinkled myself with a bit of rain from my cloud since it was so hot, and I didn't like having myself boiled. The district was busy as always with dragons and all sorts of other flying creatures, though admittedly there were less customers since most of the stores were closed - it just so happened that electricity costs spiked, and that without any anti-turbulence measures (remember: I got laid off) the city could wobble like a tree in gust. As a result, the more fragile stores dealing with expensive things have had to close, but at least the rest of the district was still open and running.

While getting there, I noticed a few curious things. Namely... oh no. Oh no, no, no. Like I was saying, as I approached the plaza of the retail district, I noticed some buff guy with heavy armour. Now, normally you aren't exactly allowed to show off your badass armour and weapons, but this dude... he was Knights of Balance material. Our monarchy doesn't exactly approve of those people, but at the same time they allow them to roam the streets and harass people... or in the case of me, kill. 'In self defence.' I've avoided those people before many times, but this guy was determined to follow me. You could argue they were gangsters with a bible or something, an agenda to pursue... how about killing off people they determine to be evil? Like me of course.

Either way, I knew it was time to leave, even without proper gear. My cloud continued to follow me, but it couldn't keep up with my running. That made the knight SPRINT towards me, right into a secluded area. Where we were was near the edge of the retail district, with ceramic tiles forming my path and surrounding the park. There were a few phoenixes and a dragon around, but the phoenixes quickly left upon seeing the Knight's emblem on his back: two angelic wings under a scale. I was gonna be in a lot of difficulty, especially as I couldn't even run without burning myself.

"So, who are you? You don't look fully white to me... a bit of black, aren't you?" I gulped, standing my ground against a knight who was a header higher than I was. I kept calm, but... well, like I said, this world was dangerous. This knight was a gryphon with all sorts of muscle, grabbing a long sword out from his back and letting his chain-mail dangle. He looked like he wouldn't fit in with the more modern fashion we had, but that wasn't important right now. "Hey, come on. It's just the way I look like, you racist prick." I responded, trying to brush myself as a normal slime... though, I knew what he was going to do to me.

First thing he did was puff at my cloud, leaving me scalding in the sunlight. I immediately cast another one and set down some rain on myself, cooling down but feeling a bunch of light burns. I breathed slowly and shallowly, but I regained my composure so that I could see what he was going to do next. "Oh... you're the work of the devil! Prepare to be smited!" And so, he lunged towards me, swinging down his sword and cutting a bench behind me in half. Amusingly it got stuck in the bench, but I still wasn't sure whether to fight or run...

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

After combining our efforts at keeping the Arcanine at bay, we were finally able to fell him as we began to do another head count. "Yeah, thanks all of you." I said, following Spruce's move to thank everyone currently with us. I was still wondering what was to become of the rest of our group, stretching and yawning after that fight. I was surprised when Spruce managed to actually get a call on his badge - mainly because my badge was worn and probably broken from a short circuit. I could probably fix that by sending enough voltage through it, though now wasn't exactly the time to do so.

Actually... why is that Arcanine still alive and kicking? I thought I just saw him... Oh no. This forest was starting to play on our minds, as if it already hadn't done that. My dark thoughts were now replaced by false ones... which may say more about me than what I'd like to admit. Oh well, so long as I don't mention my thoughts any longer... "I think it's time we start leaving, 'cause we're gonna get swarmed by these psychopaths!"

Sure enough, that Arcanine was so crazy that he started fighting his own mind. Oh, if only we had a psychic around to calm these things down... no matter, simply beating them into submission was good enough. "Woah, Arceus!" I didn't know what it was, but I clearly feel from the rush of air that something BIG was going to impact me. I turned around to see Anthony falling on his face while a huge blob of water knocked me down onto the snow. "Oh, for..." Thankfully I was able to recover from that, but I was facing off against a... Barboach, whatever it was called. But, here's the scary part: that thing's immune to most of my attacks. "Guys, I would appreciate some backup here, please!" All I could do was start slimming down and stretch once more, this time so that I'd have a chance to dodge a majority of his attacks.

Dragon's Dream

Time to start doing stuff, I guess.

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Yep, it's not like this section's only for the Originals. (ie people who come from MCF)