The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)
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"Well, I can sort of... Upgrade your spells for a price, or you can buy another spell of a different type. I have mind spells, physical binding spells, poison spells, and some more elemental spells." She says, counting them off on her fingers.
"Depends on what rank it is. You need at least a rank three before you can upgrade it. As for binding spells, I have the Mummifier, which is basically ropes of energy wrapping the person from head to toe and turning them into a breathing statue. I also have the elemental binding spells, like poison vines, earth blocks, water whirlpool, and more which are basically just upgrades of those."
"Yes, the paralysing kind. Although I do have the lethal kind if you wish. And that's alright, once you level it up, come back to me, and I can show you how to branch it out." She says.
"Standard price for new spells is 2000. In the mind spells department, I have Confusion, Fear, Daze, Nausea, Blindness, Slow, and Drowsiness. All of them can be leveled up, of course." She says.
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"Level up services start from 1000 and increase with subsequent leveling. Also, that will be a total of 4000 credits. And just a side note, your basic drowsiness spell will only cause drowsiness in the target for a short time. They won't actually fall asleep."
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[Good Idea. Lemme update that.]
"Wait. If you want to rank up your lightning spell to rank three, that's gonna run you 2000, and then another 1000-1500 depending on what branch of magic you choose." She says, holding up her hands.
"Wait. If you want to rank up your lightning spell to rank three, that's gonna run you 2000, and then another 1000-1500 depending on what branch of magic you choose." She says, holding up her hands.
[Is that the cumulative possession time or the max per session? Seems sucky if you couldn't possess someone for long periods, let them rest, then do so again.]
"Fine... so I just move up and put it on once it's done... I can say I was trying to make certain it was cooked. So we can do it tonight... we can be rolling in sluts in no time."
Patting his lizan friend, he'd get up and move to the camp. The herbs were in a pouch, knowing he just had to hide out and play the part of a satisfied bachelor hunter until the time came...
"Fine... so I just move up and put it on once it's done... I can say I was trying to make certain it was cooked. So we can do it tonight... we can be rolling in sluts in no time."
Patting his lizan friend, he'd get up and move to the camp. The herbs were in a pouch, knowing he just had to hide out and play the part of a satisfied bachelor hunter until the time came...
[Cumulative. The more time the soul spends without control of the body, the looser its hold becomes.]
Robar nods and hides in the mud again, waiting for his signal or call.
[Do you want to try and do anything before I advance the scene?]
Robar nods and hides in the mud again, waiting for his signal or call.
[Do you want to try and do anything before I advance the scene?]
[Nothing can be used forever. Not even the Sun.
Although we'll be fossil fuel by then.]
The sky darkens as night falls after a few hours, and Colahr can hear chanting and singing outside his hut as the natives prepare for their feast. He can see the light of the bonfire outside the window, and shadows flickering across the walls as the natives dance and cavort around the flames, possibly praying to a god.
"Just so you know ranking it up is gonna hurt a little. Come here." She says, beckoning for her to step closer.
Although we'll be fossil fuel by then.]
The sky darkens as night falls after a few hours, and Colahr can hear chanting and singing outside his hut as the natives prepare for their feast. He can see the light of the bonfire outside the window, and shadows flickering across the walls as the natives dance and cavort around the flames, possibly praying to a god.
"Just so you know ranking it up is gonna hurt a little. Come here." She says, beckoning for her to step closer.
"Alright... Now try to hold still..." She murmurs, pressing her thumbs to her forehead before wrapping the rest of her hands around her head. With that, she starts chanting, and Phorsaal feels a growing pain in her forehead, before there's a sudden sharp stab of pain, which forces her almost to the point of unconsciousness.
"Yep... That's what they all say... At least branching is just learning a new spell." She says, chuckling with a hint of sadism before pulling out two scrolls.
"Okay... Now... You have two choices. You can either branch into the branched lightning spells, or the focused lightning spells. Branched lightning will attack more enemies, but has a little less frying power. Focused lightning can be, obviously, focused, and deals more damage at the cost of reduced spell casting speed. If you choose to pursue either school, you will have to completely finish it before trying to pursue the other school. A combination of the two would result in massive amounts of damage!" She says with glee.
"Okay... Now... You have two choices. You can either branch into the branched lightning spells, or the focused lightning spells. Branched lightning will attack more enemies, but has a little less frying power. Focused lightning can be, obviously, focused, and deals more damage at the cost of reduced spell casting speed. If you choose to pursue either school, you will have to completely finish it before trying to pursue the other school. A combination of the two would result in massive amounts of damage!" She says with glee.
She is still rubbing her forehead as she listens to the store owner. "So... one path is faster and hits mutliple people, but weaker. While the other is stronger to an amazing degree while being much slower? Once I finishe one I can take the other to combine them into one perfect lightning storm? Hmm, I will take the focused branch first then!"
"Alright then. Here you go." She hands her one of the scrolls. "Read that and memorise it. Once you do, drop it before it burns." She says.
She nods her head and grabs the spell, reading it with glowing eyes and burning the words into you memory before quickly dropping the scroll as it catches fire "Hmm... it seems simple enough to do now. How much was teh upgrade?"
[Should I replace lightning ball with Focused lightning then?]
[Should I replace lightning ball with Focused lightning then?]
[Yeah. Focused into whatever shape you want it to be in. Example: Focused lightning spear (Rank 1).]
"1500." She says with a smile.
"1500." She says with a smile.
"And thank you for your money!" She says with a laugh, emptying the chips into a drawer before handing the bag back to her.
Suddenly, there's loud, massive rumble that shakes the very ground they're standing on...
Cries of fear and confusion fill the air as the ground shakes once more, and again.
"The Gatewatchers! They're moving!" Someone yells. And indeed, the aspiring demons can see the massive figures of the Gatewatchers slogging through the wastelands.
Slow and steady they go, their weapons gripped in their arms, moving to one end of the wasteland. They stop at a point, and two of them slam their swords point-down into the ground, marking the spot with an earth-shattering crunch. Then, they pull the swords out and lay them down onto the ground before raising their arms and chanting in a voice that sounds like the sound of a thousand rumbles of thunder rolled into one. So ancient and powerful are the words, that they send shivers up the spines of everyone in range, making their hair stand on end.
Two more Gatewatchers slam their staffs into the ground, letting out another earth-shattering crunch. They too raise their arms, joining them with the remaining two Gatewatchers, who slam their sceptres into the ground. The sceptres glow yellow with power, as do the spiderweb cracks on the ground. They start chanting as well, words of power filling the air and making it vibrate.
Huge blocks of stone etched with glowing yellow runes start to float up from the ground between the four Gatewatchers, before being magically called over by the two Gatewatchers with the swords. They start to lay the blocks of stone on top of each other, building a giant archway.
"A portal! They're building a portal to another realm!" Someone from the massive crowd that had gathered to watch yells.
Almost an hour later, the archway of the portal is complete, and one of the Gatewatchers walks over, carrying a triangular shaped block, which it slowly lowers into a triangular slot at the top of the archway. The runes flash a blinding green, before turning black. Slowly, a portal shimmers to life before their eyes.
"Fucking hell... Never thought I'd see a portal being created..." Someone nearby mutters.
Then, the Gatewatchers pick up their weapons once more and move away from the portal before getting to their knees in a rough circle. With that, they again start to chant words of ancient magic, and the ground within the circle starts to rumble.
Space seems to distort inside the circle as a humanoid figure starts to rise from the ground, glistening wet, as if it had just taken a bath. Slowly, another Gatewatcher, identical to the others, starts to form, along with a sword.
Finally, after half an hour, he stands before them, complete. Then, he opens his electric blue eyes and looks around curiously, taking in the glowing city, and barren wasteland for the first time.
Some of the demons are already crying from sheer awe, whereas others are cheering and whooping. Most of them just have their mouths and eyes wide open, some with cameras in their hands.
As one, the Gatewatchers turn to the city, speaking into all their minds at once.
"Here lies the Portal to Kal'Droon, realm of the harpies and canines. The Absolute God has commanded this, and we obey." They say in unison before walking back to their normal spots with more earth-shaking steps. The new Gatewatcher tilts his head at the city one last time before picking up his sword and walking to the new portal, creating a seat beside it before sitting in it.
Cries of fear and confusion fill the air as the ground shakes once more, and again.
"The Gatewatchers! They're moving!" Someone yells. And indeed, the aspiring demons can see the massive figures of the Gatewatchers slogging through the wastelands.
Slow and steady they go, their weapons gripped in their arms, moving to one end of the wasteland. They stop at a point, and two of them slam their swords point-down into the ground, marking the spot with an earth-shattering crunch. Then, they pull the swords out and lay them down onto the ground before raising their arms and chanting in a voice that sounds like the sound of a thousand rumbles of thunder rolled into one. So ancient and powerful are the words, that they send shivers up the spines of everyone in range, making their hair stand on end.
Two more Gatewatchers slam their staffs into the ground, letting out another earth-shattering crunch. They too raise their arms, joining them with the remaining two Gatewatchers, who slam their sceptres into the ground. The sceptres glow yellow with power, as do the spiderweb cracks on the ground. They start chanting as well, words of power filling the air and making it vibrate.
Huge blocks of stone etched with glowing yellow runes start to float up from the ground between the four Gatewatchers, before being magically called over by the two Gatewatchers with the swords. They start to lay the blocks of stone on top of each other, building a giant archway.
"A portal! They're building a portal to another realm!" Someone from the massive crowd that had gathered to watch yells.
Almost an hour later, the archway of the portal is complete, and one of the Gatewatchers walks over, carrying a triangular shaped block, which it slowly lowers into a triangular slot at the top of the archway. The runes flash a blinding green, before turning black. Slowly, a portal shimmers to life before their eyes.
"Fucking hell... Never thought I'd see a portal being created..." Someone nearby mutters.
Then, the Gatewatchers pick up their weapons once more and move away from the portal before getting to their knees in a rough circle. With that, they again start to chant words of ancient magic, and the ground within the circle starts to rumble.
Space seems to distort inside the circle as a humanoid figure starts to rise from the ground, glistening wet, as if it had just taken a bath. Slowly, another Gatewatcher, identical to the others, starts to form, along with a sword.
Finally, after half an hour, he stands before them, complete. Then, he opens his electric blue eyes and looks around curiously, taking in the glowing city, and barren wasteland for the first time.
Some of the demons are already crying from sheer awe, whereas others are cheering and whooping. Most of them just have their mouths and eyes wide open, some with cameras in their hands.
As one, the Gatewatchers turn to the city, speaking into all their minds at once.
"Here lies the Portal to Kal'Droon, realm of the harpies and canines. The Absolute God has commanded this, and we obey." They say in unison before walking back to their normal spots with more earth-shaking steps. The new Gatewatcher tilts his head at the city one last time before picking up his sword and walking to the new portal, creating a seat beside it before sitting in it.