Johnathan gets up, brushes the sand from his face then runs to the ship, swimming better than he thought he could over to the boat. He gets in. "Hey. ...So what are we doing now? We should probably get out of here quickly before that guy talks into our minds again." He shuddered. That had been creepy.
Poison glove, slowly robbing you of your health in a hail of poisonous punches.
Post by Fringe Pioneer on Jan 29, 2012 21:31:47 GMT
*He couldn't really explain it. He didn't know how he could do what he could do, or why he could do it. All he knew is that he could manipulate the quantity of nearly anything. It was really easy if something already existed, but moderately difficult to bring things into existence that could possibly exist - at least, so attested his new wooden rowboat filled with berries and bottles of water. Since the berries already existed, despite being a complex living organism, he could easily manipulate their quantity. The water, although it didn't exist in drinking form, was simple enough to make on account of its simple structure. The rowboat was a different story: he couldn't just will for there to be a boat, he had to imagine how the boat would be made, and were it not for the trees on the island to give him an idea of what the wood might be like, he probably couldn't make that boat. He postulated that, so long as something already existed, its quantity could easily be manipulated, but in order to bring all but the simplest of things into existence, from 0 to some positive real number, he had to imagine the thing in full detail.
He didn't dare try controlling the quantity of himself: he certainly existed, and who knew him better than himself, but what would the moral implications be of increasing the number of himself and then reducing the number of himself back to one? Even if he did not reduce the number of himself, what would the moral implications be of increasing the number of himself? Doubtlessly, this gift of his was a great responsibility.
After this time, he finally decided he should get into his rowboat and try rowing toward the island with the exploded building. He assumed that, where there was a building, there would be people...*
OOC: If you are talking about the hotel I was just in, the explosion didn't do much damage, it was more like a grenade.
Raegus: So... we should be around the Galapagos? So... where is the Galapagos? Probably in the Pacific.... so... let's go northeast. We are facing... *Raegus reads the direction indicator thingy in the cab, not a cabin* Raegus: South? So we need to go around the island...
*Raegus turns the key and starts the engine*
Raegus: So... this lever controls the speed
*pulls lever up carefully* *The boat moves excruciatingly slow*
*Raegus looks outside and tries to see where he is in relationship to the island* *Raegus turns the wheel to the right* *The boat turns right and suddenly stops* Raegus: Now what's going on?
OOC: The boat is still tied to the dock. Raegus really knows nothing about ships.
Post by QwertyuiopThePie on Jan 29, 2012 22:56:00 GMT
Just a quick note: That ship is meant for in-island scouting and wouldn't be ready for the lengthy journey out of the Galapagos, but as it used to be a big tourist destination (why it isn't anymore should be obvious), no doubt you can find another that can.
Johnathan hastily put his Pilot skills to the test, scrambling out and untying the boat before getting back in. "Uhhh.... I think you are supposed to press this pedal" he said, pushing it down and getting the boat to move forward a distance from the island. "...I only know how to pilot Rockets, not ships. ... ... Not sure what to do now."
Poison glove, slowly robbing you of your health in a hail of poisonous punches.
Post by Fringe Pioneer on Jan 29, 2012 23:14:56 GMT
*As he started nearing the land with the building at long last, he spotted a black boat moving away from the dock. He put the oars aside, carefully stood up, and waved his arms back and forth in the air to get the boat's attention...*
OOC: Actually, you are supposed to pull the lever. I've actually driven a boat before. I think, its been a long time since I have. But its definitely the lever.
Raegus: I'm not sure what the pedal does... but its definitely the lever. And the steering wheel, or whatever the boaty term for it is. Hey, there's a person over there. Might as well get him, we want to go that way.
*The boat turns towards the person standing on a rowboat waving his (her?) arms and accelerates.*
Post by QwertyuiopThePie on Jan 30, 2012 3:09:02 GMT
Looking at the scale of this island, I have to expand T9's vauge messaging abilities some. Ten miles would barely cover a single island, so it's now 50 miles. Not that important, as all he can do over that distance is send mental messages (more versatile than visual, as they can include memory and emotion, but still easily ignorable).
Clutching his chest, David fell to the floor and began to convulse violently. Within minutes he was dead, but out of his body grew a plant. The plant's growth rate was accelerated dramatically, slowly it began to take the form of a human. Eventually, its face began to develop details and features. The plant looked exactly like David, in fact WAS David!
Monkey continues running down the hall, finding a person on the ship.
"Finally, someone else other than me!"
BTW: I'd like to be treated as an official character now.
It helps us to officially recognize you if you actually pay attention to what's going on in the game, something I didn't think needed to be stated in that guide. For instance, I explicitly stated that I was in the middle of an ocean, and then on an island in the middle of the ocean, when you decided to assume that I was in some enrichment center with you and gave technically-not-me a storage cube. There's also the fact that we don't know where on the island Temporarily9 is, yet you assume he is somewhere in that same enrichment center with you.
So to speak, we can't act like you're in the shared story until you stop acting like you're not in the shared story. You can't constantly be contradicting what has already been established. That said, you don't necessarily have to be at a specific place at a specific time or anything like that - you can still have come from an enrichment center and have battled your way out of it, but you can't assume that Temporarily9 has anything to do with it unless he claims in his own post to be the one running it, or that I'm in there with you when I already said I was somewhere else...
As the form finishes molding into the shape that David was, a pale green "skin" develops over it, eyes form, his nose comes next, then the mouth. He smiles. "This is it!" he says out loud. "I must test this!" he slowly walks over to more poison vials, trying to get his bearings. David snatches up a vial and knocks it back. Sure enough, nothing happened. "Wonderful," he says as he exits the labratory.
Post by supermonkeystorm on Jan 30, 2012 20:57:26 GMT
OK, this time I'm going to actually follow the story.
Location: Unknown boat, unknown location
The enrichment center Monkey was in exploded. I am currently in a boat with a dead engine, waiting for rescue. I am about to go to sleep when 2 unknown nonja boats notice me and start going towards me. "Hey, you in the boat", says one of them, "Cut your engine!" "As if I could do anything else...", thought Monkey.
Post by supermonkeystorm on Jan 31, 2012 12:47:39 GMT
After rolling, I got Light Manipulation.
Name: Varsade Starting location: Unknown Powers: Light Manipulation, Dimensional Storage [latter is not known] Faction: Unknown Description: The sonic wave gave him superhuman abilities. He makes his last stand for humanity at Varsade's Lair in Antarctica.
OOC: I rolled for another power since mine is kinda lame stand-alone, I got death inducement... I also got malleable anatomy, I'll use both but I'll add a drawback to death inducement.
As he exited the laboratory, David noticed that one of the boats was missing from the island's dock, his boat. David ran towards the dock and jumped onto another boat. He sped off in the direction he thought was where the thief went, sure enough, after about half an hour of driving, he saw something in the distance.
Ignore Monkey for now. If you really want to play, start again from scratch and reapply. Then maybe I'll change your power from "nonexistence".
Am I not giving him a chance? Anyway, you only get two powers if they're both pretty lame (Defenestration and Hibernation are pretty useless individually). As those powers are not lame, mind picking one? Death inducement is powerful enough to require limitations anyway.
*Raegus pushed the lever higher, and higher.* Raegus: This is fun!, *as he zoomed closer* Raegus: Oh, hey, the rowboat is coming closer, wait, we need to slow down! Too late for that- *and he wheels the steering wheel sideways so the man in the boat wouldn't get run over.* *The man in the boat caught on the the railings and managed to stay on. Raegus opened the closest door to the man.* Raegus: Hey, get in here! What's your name?
*A man opened a door on the ship and helped him on. After that, the man on the ship asked him for a name. It finally became necessary to provide some kind of identity by which others could refer to him. He pondered for a bit, and then he answered.*
David noticed that the boat ahead of him had slowed down momentarily and then returned to its normal speed. David pinned the throttle and accelerated towards the boat. As hear neared it, he blew the horn repeatedly half-heatedly hoping they'd stop.
(OOC: Just to be clear, we stole the Nonja's boat.) Raegus: Hello, Matthew. My name is--I don't think I've told Johnathan my name either actually, how weird? So anyways, my na-- *The horn blows from a nearby boat* Raegus: Hey, there's another boat here! And are they trying to ram us? Oh dear. *Raegus dodges to the side, then pulls up beside the boat.* OOC: How odd. Raegus seems not to be telling anyone his name. This could of course just be because there is always something else going on.
(OOC: Are you moving or stopped? Eh, I'll just assume you're moving and edit it later if not.)
As David drove alongside the boat trying to keep up with it as it sped away, he tried yelling over the wind to the other boat to no avail. He blew the horn twice more and then decided to do something desperate; he ran towards the side of his stolen boat and leaped towards the deck of it. He landed gracefully and turned to look at the boat he had stolen and watched it speed off in a random direction. He got up and brushed himself off.