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Anubis, guider of souls, send this creature to where he belongs!
Mehen, protector of Ra, guide me from attacks of the evil!
Mau, keeper of the Tree, give me the knowledge to defeat this enemy!
Ogdoad, Masters of Elements, purge this being with fire!
And Neith, Mother and Creator, Create a boundary around me and the evil!
As he speaks, the 1st letter in each name appears in front of his head, and a circle of darkness envelops his fist. Once each name is spoken, the letters for ‘Ammon’, and disappear. A helmet, in the shape of a jackal, envelops his head, and a golden sword appears in his hand. Almost instinctively, he speaks.
I am Ammon, Swordsman of Egypt! Beware my power!He then gasps, looks around, and acts as if he just woke up from a deep sleep. What have you done to me, Demon!
Marvelous, simply marvelous! But please keep your voice down, the others are still undergoing their metamorphoses and need to concentrate! Pratchett's tail swishes back and forth.
"Eureka, I guess this is a polymorph spell, I've never yet been able to achieve it with my experiments, I wonder if I'll comppletely polymorph or just like most my experiments become a chimera, EUREKA!"
He starts scribling down but his body starts to change, he feels stronger and some strange power flowing thru his veins, he keeps anotating all that as a strange claw appears from the inside of his wrists and feet. On his hand a strange spear aappears where the pen should be, and a flame on the other hand, with this he burns his notes "Ow Bloody Hell!" he screams untill some agonizing pain withholds him for a second and then the transformation ends.
When the transformation ends "Meh, another failure, guess I'm a chimera... and worse, I lost my notes!!! Anyone's got a mirror?? I kinda feel like I'm whatever was in my dreams."
Dollus simply follows the instructions. In the high of his delightfully curious mood, he is half-expecting nothing to happen. Only to find himself falling deep, deep into the vast sky, dark grey with storm clouds. He notices a glimmering blue gem, lighting striking it... and striking Dollus as fell towards it.
The hand-sized jewel sends a warm jolt through his arm, sparking his mind and heart alight.
Just as he grasps, he sees many before him, grasping the same artefact, exclaiming the exact phrase...
Snapping back in the spot on the pentagon in the home of the mysterious creature, Dollus's eyes snap open with a flash of lightening. His hand grasping something seemingly invisible in the centre of his chest.
★ Striking Blue Thunder, Charge Up! ★
Bright blue lightening crackle and spark, both being drawn to and striking from, Dollus's hand. The crystal forms, the young man floated gently before a blinding final crash reveals where Dollus was is a taller, broader man with the same bronze skin, his hair now a dark rich blue. His loose robes also blue, trimmed with sparking runes.
"What... is this?" He grasps his hands that buzz with lightening, "I feel... " His eyes a wide with wonder, darting this way and that with ideas.
However, all of Pratchett's words fell on top of his and he regained composure. "Evil doers of the world, you will be struck down with true blue justice!"
“IGNITION!!” yells Delmyth as she strikes her hands together and is enveloped in purple flames.
The flames subside to reveal an elf, dressed in black studded leather and carrying a longbow. Both she and the bow emit a constant, soft purple light. She also has purple skin and medium length black hair, tied up in a high ponytail. Her red scarf remains, though she now has two golden bands around each wrist.
As Greyson watches the others transform, he tries searching for this inner power. As Purple Candle finishes transforming, he finds an inner well of power that reminds him of the outdoors. Greyson's eyes begin to shine a deep emerald green, like the needles of a pine tree. He grabs at thin air, before slamming his hand down on the ground. "With this seed, I plant the seed of a better and brighter tomorrow! GENTLE GIANT, GROW STRONG!" Gentle Giant unsteadily rises to his feet, suddenly seeing everything in a brand new light. "Just how much did I grow?" (Joan, how tall is the room's ceiling?)
(Lets say that you're not quite bumping up against the ceiling with your head.)
Stupendous! Pratchett spins in place with excitement. You all have exceeded my every expectation!
He then sits in place. But it's time to return to your original selves. Relax, and let your heroic spirit recede back into your subconsciousness. When you have done this, we will make travel preparations at once; the first gem is in danger of falling into the wrong hands, and we've got to get to it first!
Even in his heroic persona, and feeling stronger than usual
"I will return, but you give me ink, a feather and parchment to take notes of this when we're done!!!! This is an incredible experiment, on demand polymorph for multiple individuals?"
"I'll want to know more on how you do it too"
After saying this he looks threateningly at Pratchett then focus on returning to his original form, the pain isn't as strong this time and he quickly retracts all changes he had undergone on his transformation.
Somehow knowing, Thunder Blue reaches to crystal resting in the middle of chest. A firm tug unlocked it from its place causing the crystal, robes and his grand physique to diffuse in a spectacle of lightening streaks.
Dollus is now back. The world, from his view, now in a lesser hue. He body is smaller than he remembers, his breath is not so deep and his eyes and mind are not so quick. But it did feel right.
"Huh? At once? Uh, can I write a letter to professor Galdyss? To explain my... absence for a while?" Dollus rubs his eyes, adjusting himself to try and feel comfortable in his normal self.
I suppose I can spare a little time and parchment for Dollus and Varanus to write down what they need written. We need to wait for the other two to return to us first, anyways. But THEN, we make preparations for travel!
Meanwhile, Ammon is trying to get his helmet off. And failing. He shoves and shoves, it will not budge. Get off! Go! No! I! Am! Not! Anubis! Go! His shape changes a few times, from a Loxodon, to the Gentle Giant, to Thunder Blue‘s form. Then back to Ammon. The helmet is still there, and has been on all 3 of the taken shapes. Someone help! Ra, I call upon your power, rid me of this curse! In a blaze of dark flames, Ammon disappears, and Shabaka is left. I’m.. I’m tired now... can I take a nap? Not used to doing that repeatedly.. what was that, Demon!
Purple Candle clasps her hands together and pulls them apart; as she does so a red and blue beam of light appear in each hand. She pulls them apart and the beams separate. Her form fades and Delmyth once again stands in the circle.
“Well, that was a lot more fun than I would have expected.”
Alright, everyone made it back safely! Now to attend to a few things before we go...
Pratchett leads Dollus and Varanus to an office with ample supplies, take whatever you need!
To Shabaka, It seems your Magician form is less stable than others, this may be uncomfortable at first but if you learn to control your shifts it may become an advantage!
To Greyson, Don't worry, you can be tall again when we get to the cave!
To Delmyth, I'm glad you enjoyed finding out what you have inside you!
When everyone is ready, Pratchett tells the party that to get the first gem they will need to walk a bit. He makes his way to the front door, spinning with excitement. Start following me!
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OOC: about the content sharing I need to purchase again, I only had it till yesterday, but I don't have the cash for it atm.... if any1 else has a DM sub feel free to enable it, as I got all sources
(No worries, thank you very much!)
(So, Greyson on tree, Del on Candle, me on human, Varanus on ——, who are we waiting on to get this magic started?)
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(Three guesses! 😉 Very sorry!)
Dollus took the lightening one say it caught his eye. He hopped on, leaving his empty teacup inside.
Despite the strangeness of it all, he retains a bright smile while rubbing his now clammy hands.
With Dollus taking the final spot around the pentagon, Pratchett speaks to each of you telepathically.
Close your eyes, and search deep inside yourself, for the hidden facet of your being that you do not yet know.
Open your eyes; you now know the magic words that unlock your heroic spirit!
Speak those words with courage, and reveal to the world what you have locked inside!
(Now is your chance to come up with a magical phrase, and describe the transformation that your ordinary character undergoes!)
Anubis, guider of souls, send this creature to where he belongs!
Mehen, protector of Ra, guide me from attacks of the evil!
Mau, keeper of the Tree, give me the knowledge to defeat this enemy!
Ogdoad, Masters of Elements, purge this being with fire!
And Neith, Mother and Creator, Create a boundary around me and the evil!
As he speaks, the 1st letter in each name appears in front of his head, and a circle of darkness envelops his fist. Once each name is spoken, the letters for ‘Ammon’, and disappear. A helmet, in the shape of a jackal, envelops his head, and a golden sword appears in his hand. Almost instinctively, he speaks.
I am Ammon, Swordsman of Egypt! Beware my power! He then gasps, looks around, and acts as if he just woke up from a deep sleep. What have you done to me, Demon!
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Marvelous, simply marvelous! But please keep your voice down, the others are still undergoing their metamorphoses and need to concentrate! Pratchett's tail swishes back and forth.
"Eureka, I guess this is a polymorph spell, I've never yet been able to achieve it with my experiments, I wonder if I'll comppletely polymorph or just like most my experiments become a chimera, EUREKA!"
He starts scribling down but his body starts to change, he feels stronger and some strange power flowing thru his veins, he keeps anotating all that as a strange claw appears from the inside of his wrists and feet. On his hand a strange spear aappears where the pen should be, and a flame on the other hand, with this he burns his notes "Ow Bloody Hell!" he screams untill some agonizing pain withholds him for a second and then the transformation ends.
When the transformation ends "Meh, another failure, guess I'm a chimera... and worse, I lost my notes!!! Anyone's got a mirror?? I kinda feel like I'm whatever was in my dreams."
Dollus simply follows the instructions. In the high of his delightfully curious mood, he is half-expecting nothing to happen. Only to find himself falling deep, deep into the vast sky, dark grey with storm clouds. He notices a glimmering blue gem, lighting striking it... and striking Dollus as fell towards it.
The hand-sized jewel sends a warm jolt through his arm, sparking his mind and heart alight.
Just as he grasps, he sees many before him, grasping the same artefact, exclaiming the exact phrase...
Snapping back in the spot on the pentagon in the home of the mysterious creature, Dollus's eyes snap open with a flash of lightening. His hand grasping something seemingly invisible in the centre of his chest.
★ Striking Blue Thunder, Charge Up! ★
Bright blue lightening crackle and spark, both being drawn to and striking from, Dollus's hand. The crystal forms, the young man floated gently before a blinding final crash reveals where Dollus was is a taller, broader man with the same bronze skin, his hair now a dark rich blue. His loose robes also blue, trimmed with sparking runes.
"What... is this?" He grasps his hands that buzz with lightening, "I feel... " His eyes a wide with wonder, darting this way and that with ideas.
However, all of Pratchett's words fell on top of his and he regained composure. "Evil doers of the world, you will be struck down with true blue justice!"
Delmyth’s hands begin to glow.
”Red Spark!” as her left hand glows red.
”Blue Heat!” as her right hand glows blue.
“IGNITION!!” yells Delmyth as she strikes her hands together and is enveloped in purple flames.
The flames subside to reveal an elf, dressed in black studded leather and carrying a longbow. Both she and the bow emit a constant, soft purple light. She also has purple skin and medium length black hair, tied up in a high ponytail. Her red scarf remains, though she now has two golden bands around each wrist.
”Purple Candle! Ignition Complete!”
Aruzhal - Lv 1 Tempest Cleric - Planescape: Lost
As Greyson watches the others transform, he tries searching for this inner power. As Purple Candle finishes transforming, he finds an inner well of power that reminds him of the outdoors. Greyson's eyes begin to shine a deep emerald green, like the needles of a pine tree. He grabs at thin air, before slamming his hand down on the ground. "With this seed, I plant the seed of a better and brighter tomorrow! GENTLE GIANT, GROW STRONG!" Gentle Giant unsteadily rises to his feet, suddenly seeing everything in a brand new light. "Just how much did I grow?" (Joan, how tall is the room's ceiling?)
(Lets say that you're not quite bumping up against the ceiling with your head.)
Stupendous! Pratchett spins in place with excitement. You all have exceeded my every expectation!
He then sits in place. But it's time to return to your original selves. Relax, and let your heroic spirit recede back into your subconsciousness. When you have done this, we will make travel preparations at once; the first gem is in danger of falling into the wrong hands, and we've got to get to it first!
Even in his heroic persona, and feeling stronger than usual
"I will return, but you give me ink, a feather and parchment to take notes of this when we're done!!!! This is an incredible experiment, on demand polymorph for multiple individuals?"
"I'll want to know more on how you do it too"
After saying this he looks threateningly at Pratchett then focus on returning to his original form, the pain isn't as strong this time and he quickly retracts all changes he had undergone on his transformation.
Greyson reluctantly let go of the energy he'd been holding onto, shrinking drastically. "I liked being tall for once..."
Somehow knowing, Thunder Blue reaches to crystal resting in the middle of chest. A firm tug unlocked it from its place causing the crystal, robes and his grand physique to diffuse in a spectacle of lightening streaks.
Dollus is now back. The world, from his view, now in a lesser hue. He body is smaller than he remembers, his breath is not so deep and his eyes and mind are not so quick. But it did feel right.
"Huh? At once? Uh, can I write a letter to professor Galdyss? To explain my... absence for a while?" Dollus rubs his eyes, adjusting himself to try and feel comfortable in his normal self.
I suppose I can spare a little time and parchment for Dollus and Varanus to write down what they need written. We need to wait for the other two to return to us first, anyways. But THEN, we make preparations for travel!
"Great, thanks! Hmm, what do you think would be a good enough excuse?" Dollus goes to rub the beard of Thunder Blue, but finds his own fewer strands.
Meanwhile, Ammon is trying to get his helmet off. And failing. He shoves and shoves, it will not budge. Get off! Go! No! I! Am! Not! Anubis! Go! His shape changes a few times, from a Loxodon, to the Gentle Giant, to Thunder Blue‘s form. Then back to Ammon. The helmet is still there, and has been on all 3 of the taken shapes. Someone help! Ra, I call upon your power, rid me of this curse! In a blaze of dark flames, Ammon disappears, and Shabaka is left. I’m.. I’m tired now... can I take a nap? Not used to doing that repeatedly.. what was that, Demon!
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“Extinguish.”
Purple Candle clasps her hands together and pulls them apart; as she does so a red and blue beam of light appear in each hand. She pulls them apart and the beams separate. Her form fades and Delmyth once again stands in the circle.
“Well, that was a lot more fun than I would have expected.”
Aruzhal - Lv 1 Tempest Cleric - Planescape: Lost
Alright, everyone made it back safely! Now to attend to a few things before we go...
Pratchett leads Dollus and Varanus to an office with ample supplies, take whatever you need!
To Shabaka, It seems your Magician form is less stable than others, this may be uncomfortable at first but if you learn to control your shifts it may become an advantage!
To Greyson, Don't worry, you can be tall again when we get to the cave!
To Delmyth, I'm glad you enjoyed finding out what you have inside you!
When everyone is ready, Pratchett tells the party that to get the first gem they will need to walk a bit. He makes his way to the front door, spinning with excitement. Start following me!