You feel yourself awaken; the only way you can tell is that your thought process resumes. You have no sensory input; rather than the world being black and silent, it simply isn't. You feel a wave of panic rush over you as it occurs to you that you may be trapped, a prisoner of the symbiont within your own mind, but it is washed away as a feeling of safety rolls over you.
Eli's Nine Lives
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You wake up again.
There still isn't any change to your surroundings, and the only way you know you lost consciousness is that you have woken up again.
This happens several more times, enough that you feel to have lost cognizance of how many. Then, after an indeterminate portion of time, you realize a new feeling; you seem to be experiencing some sort of floating, and you have some textile feeling of nerves, enough to tell that you are warm, but not enough to feel individual body parts.
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The question, while unimportant now, may become important later. Would you want either Stojan or Ashley to have become a follower of yours in the verse?
Sun Nov 21 2010 5:42 pm # -
Magnus
MemberOld thread Eli's Game The Final Hour
I'm going to try to train my willpower by trying to force myself to stay awake.
I would want both of them to become followers.
I'm guessing you need my social attributes.
Persuasion 1@5
Charisma 1@8
Animal mag 1@5OOC:I've been zygoted, haven't I? And guessing from the title, I'm going to be a cat.
Sun Nov 21 2010 9:54 pm # -
Unfortunately, the struggle to stay awake is a losing battle, especially as you seem to drift out of consciousness without realizing it.
More time goes by, and you come to an ability to differentiate between light and dark, and also begin to recognize when you are upside down compared to right side up.
This all is on the fortunate side; on the unfortunate side, your body feels less familiar with every passing day; you can't find your thumbs or open your eyes.
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The rolls have been made.
Meow?
Sun Nov 21 2010 10:37 pm # -
By the way, you do have vectors for your equipment; they seem to move as you pass out or find yourself awake.
The space you are in seems to be growing slightly smaller every time you regain consciousness; you can feel it surrounding you.
You've noticed that there is a greater sensation of movement during the dark time than the light time.
You've also noticed that you are not alone; there is some sort of other shape here with you, growing larger as the space you are in seems to grow smaller.
Mon Nov 22 2010 12:18 am # -
Having guessed what you situation is, you are not suprised when the contractions begin. It occurs during the dark time, and you feel your mother on the move as the walls tense around you.
Your birth passes uneventfully.
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Sorry, I just had to say it about an event as momentuous as your birth.
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It is a more painful experience than you remember, but is over relatively quickly in retrospect. You come out in what feels to be a bag of skin, but something tears it from around you. You still cannot see (it is as if your eyelids are glued shut), and your hearing is muffled, but you distinctly feel something rough being rubbed across your skin, drying and cleaning you. You find yourself without arms; you seem to have four legs that end in paws as well as a tail.
You are then urged to a teat, and find yourself quite hungry after the ordeal you have faced; the warmth is also a blessing.
You are soon joined by at least two other warm bodies.
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The patterns and colors of American shorthair cats are diverse. Do you have a preference?
Mon Nov 22 2010 1:55 am # -
My favorite cat I ever had (I've actually had a lot in my life, probably over a hundred) was orange and white. If that isn't okay, speak now or forever hold your peace.
Also, eye color would be nice to mention, if you've got a preference there. (Nyanko-chan had orange eyes.)
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You find it easier to tell time now, but you still aren't able to stay awake for long periods at a time. Life at this point seems to be simply wake up, fight your siblings for food, and sleep again.
Mon Nov 22 2010 2:36 am # -
Your will power is still the same, by the way; however, your physical attributes (strength stamina agility hand/eye I believe is all of them) are presently in the 0@ range. Your flexibility, bump it up to 2@9.
In the next two weeks, your eyes and ears open, allowing you to see your situation for the first time.
You are in fact a (cute little!) kitten, with white paws and orange fur on your back. It seems that you live in the woods with your three siblings, one of which is black, another black and white tortoise shell, and the third tabby colored.
You are larger than your three siblings, so muscling them out of your way doesn't take much work; this translates to a still greater lead over them in size, as you have the nutrients to use them.
Your body has also begun regulating its own body heat, allowing you to break away from your mother to explore, if you choose to do so.
Mon Nov 22 2010 3:03 am # -
Your siblings also arrive at the same level, and the four of you fight and play with one another.
However, any time you try to sneak away, your mother is on you in a flash, picking you up and dragging you back.
As more weeks go by, you become larger, and you feel that one day not to long from now, your mother and siblings and you will be going your seperate ways.
Mon Nov 22 2010 3:22 am # -
She has been teaching by example; rather, by no means does she encourage you to hunt in any way, but you do see her doing it.
The fated day comes; the one which you were not expecting at all. You're awakened in the middle of the day by the sound of an air gun, and you see your mother's lifeless eyes.
Before you have a chance to run, you are grabbed and stuffed into a bag with your brothers and sister.
Mon Nov 22 2010 3:52 am # -
She has been teaching by example; rather, by no means does she encourage you to hunt in any way, but you do see her doing it.
The fated day comes; the one which you were not expecting at all. You're awakened in the middle of the day by the sound of an air gun, and you see your mother's lifeless eyes.
Before you have a chance to run, you are grabbed and stuffed into a bag with your brothers and sister.
Mon Nov 22 2010 3:53 am # -
The only vectors you've felt are equipment related.
You did not manage to see the one who did it; however, you managed to "smell" the three who were there. (To elaborate, cats have less sharp eyesight as we humans do, but their olfactory sense is so acute as to be able to tell people apart by their scent as well as discerning where they've recently been and where they are.)
A gloved hand comes into the bag and grabs randomly; you hear the sadistic laughter of sick teenage boys as your black brother is removed and the sack is closed again.
"Go ahead, do it," a cracking pubescent male voice says.
"I'm bout to," a higher pitched voice responds.
You hear a "whiff" which you take to have been your brother being thrown, the crack of the high powered air gun, and your brother's yelp, followed the cracking of his body against a tree.
"Man, good shot," a third voice says.
"My turn next," the first boy says.
The process repeats twice more, leaving you alone in the bag; finally, it's your turn. Struggle as you might, the giant gloved hand grips you.
"See if you can hit this one," the first boy says to the second.
He throws you with a spin, and you feel the bullet break through your left hind leg, thankfully missing bone and organ alike, but still hurting badly, and you miss the tree.
The third boy laughs, and says, "Look, the Magnus effect!"
The second one, irritated, says to him derisively, "Are you stupid?"
"No," the third answers defensively, "The Magnus effect is what happens to a ping pong ball when there's spin on it so it moves differently."
You struggle to escape, wounded as you are, and hear a much louder crack than the report of the air gun.
"----!" The first boy, the one with the bag curses in pain.
"----, it's the old man, run!" You hear the first fall to the ground as his friends abandon him to whatever fate is in store for him.
Mon Nov 22 2010 2:40 pm # -
The old man walks up, takes a look around, and growls to the boy writhing on the ground crying, "Crawl home. You're lucky it's only salt. I don't appreciate trespassers on my land."
The boy does as he's told, and the man turns his attention to you. He sighs, and slings his rifle over his shoulder.
He's an older man, easily in his late sixties, but in good shape. He's wearing a pair of jeans and a white A-shirt (aka wifebeater). He's also got on a straw hat that's showing its age worse than he is, a pair of thick boots, and a belt with a pistol, handcuffs, and a small zipper pouch that smells of food.
He walks up to you and stops several feet away. He stoops down onto your level, and begins makes soothing noises as he slowly offers you a morsel of dried meat on his calloused fingertip. He smells strongly of tobacco ad gunpowder, but the food smells stronger.
Mon Nov 22 2010 11:23 pm # -
Yes, you do see the bodies of your siblings; you've been carried from your mother's body, so you don't know if it's there or not.
He says, "There you go, that's it. I guess they tried to kill you, then? ---- kids. No respect for life."
He notices your wound and swears under his breath. "I'm going to pick you up and take you home to patch that up, alright? Don't fight me, now."
He clearly expects that you will try to bite him or scratch him, but he gently picks you up anyway.
Mon Nov 22 2010 11:41 pm # -
On the next day, he tells you, "I guess I'm going to have to come up with something to call you; Cat just doesn't seem appropriate. Those kids wrongly thought you missed that tree because of the Magnus effect; still, Magnus seems to be a fitting name. If that's alright with you?"
He introduces himself as Jed.
Over the course of the next few weeks, he leaves for twelve hours, six days a week. Every time before he leaves, he says, "Headin out. You're the man of the house while I'm gone."
Tue Nov 23 2010 3:41 am # -
Magnus
MemberIn response to naming me Magnus.
I do a facepawm and then I meow in a way that says "That's OK"When he leaves for those sessions of twelve hours, I wave my paw goodbye, at him.
When my wound is healed and he is out for the twelve hours, I try to develop a martial arts style for my cat body. I'll call it Neko-do.
If it works the style will be Slow aggressive weapon-adverse.
Slow styles get between 20 and 30 points.
I would want the bonuses like this.
+40 Attack Damage Mod, +x Attack SM, +20 Defense SM, -40 Defense Damage Mod
Where x is the number of points above 20 that the style got.Tue Nov 23 2010 2:57 pm # -
Ooo, an algebraic equation!
20 + x + 20 - 20 = 30, so X = 10.
To be clear on this, you get +10 to your sitmod chance to hit (you have a better chance to hit), +40 to damage (you do more damage when you hit), +20 to your defense (it is easier to hit you) and -40 damage mod to the die for damage done to you (you take less damage).
Your bra for bod is almost certainly... your agility, which will be 2@8 by this point in your development.
We've got an Earth normal bias, 13@.
Up to 41.
No trainers or examples.
Unfortunately, YOUR bias for bod is lower than before, as you have lost all bod skills with the zygote; No 10@, 9@, 8@, 7@; we'll give you a 6@1 Balance Beam Walking.
41 + 61 = 102 - 71 = 31.
94; is that a botch?
Yep. Let's go then.
1. Bod-bias botch injuries chart
2. Create defective style*
3. Break something
4. Tear something
5. Spill something
(Thanks to my brother/sounding board Stercus, I've got three more)
6. Head injury, brain damage
7. Head injury, insanity
8. Head injury, amnesia* = Neutral/good result.
The roll is 2. Lucky cat.
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You create a martial arts style. It seems to work, though you don't really have an opponent to use it against.
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-10 SM chance to hit, -40 to the die for your damage calculation, -20 enemy SM chance to hit, +40 to the die for enemy damage.
Tue Nov 23 2010 3:36 pm # -
Jed clearly cares for you, and over the next month, your leg makes a full recovery. He gives you dry cat food, but also gives you meat, generally a couple times a week. He frequently comments how smart you are.
Is there anything you'd like to do over the course of this month?
Wed Nov 24 2010 3:39 am #
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