So, I was thinking, specifically about Jerry's holy symbol.... It seems appropriate to me for it to be a phoenix, since he, you know, died in flame and then rose again, stronger than ever. What do you all think?
The Amulet of the Pheonix....it sounds so EPIC! I'm imagining a moment in a cave/dungeon/dark room where you are suddenly attacked with lethal damage.
AND THEN, YOU BURST INTO FLAMES BWAHAHAHWWAHAH!!! sorry got carried away. (clears throat) mhmh! OR EVEN BETTER! IMAGINE YOU PURPOSELY DAMAGE YOURSELF TO ZERO HP SO THAT YOU BECOME A BOMB!!!!! The amount of passion I would put into role playing that moment would be too much for me to handle right now.
(BTW I don't think it should FULLY heal you, but maybe it only heals you to half HP, or possibly something more stable like your player level x 5.)
The Amulet of the Pheonix....it sounds so EPIC! I'm imagining a moment in a cave/dungeon/dark room where you are suddenly attacked with lethal damage.
AND THEN, YOU BURST INTO FLAMES BWAHAHAHWWAHAH!!! sorry got carried away. (clears throat) mhmh! OR EVEN BETTER! IMAGINE YOU PURPOSELY DAMAGE YOURSELF TO ZERO HP SO THAT YOU BECOME A BOMB!!!!! The amount of passion I would put into role playing that moment would be too much for me to handle right now.
(BTW I don't think it should FULLY heal you, but maybe it only heals you to half HP, or possibly something more stable like your player level x 5.)
Maybe x4 instead of five, wizards and druids would get almost max health from that.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
The Amulet of the Pheonix....it sounds so EPIC! I'm imagining a moment in a cave/dungeon/dark room where you are suddenly attacked with lethal damage.
AND THEN, YOU BURST INTO FLAMES BWAHAHAHWWAHAH!!! sorry got carried away. (clears throat) mhmh! OR EVEN BETTER! IMAGINE YOU PURPOSELY DAMAGE YOURSELF TO ZERO HP SO THAT YOU BECOME A BOMB!!!!! The amount of passion I would put into role playing that moment would be too much for me to handle right now.
(BTW I don't think it should FULLY heal you, but maybe it only heals you to half HP, or possibly something more stable like your player level x 5.)
Maybe x4 instead of five, wizards and druids would get almost max health from that.
That's a good idea, and I should probably specify that you can't do it to yourself. Or if you do, you only heal half as much as normal. Yeah, I like that idea....
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Paladin main who spends most of his D&D time worldbuilding or DMing, not Paladin-ing.
Hey, I’ve been working on these for a while, and Plopped’s been helping with descriptions and notes, stuff like that, so thanks for that, but anyway, I’ve been making some drawings of Mendigo and Jerry, both normal and charged forms, and they’re finally done! Here’s the link for you guys to check them out, and I also wanted to say, if you want your characters drawn then I’d be happy to, just ask and you shall receive! Hope you like them!
A scarlet flaming sphere streaks across the sky, and at Jerry's feet rests a basket full of dynamite, gasoline, and two big bags of Carolina Reaper corn chips. On top of the basket rests a slightly charred piece of paper:
"As we are both gods of fire and chaos, I figured we'd get to know each other a bit better. I know there's still some bad feelings about me, and I understand if you don't want to forgive my more.... extreme actions, but I hope we can bury the hatchet and be at least allies. I hope you enjoy this offering of peace, and this gift of significant volatility.
Calamitas"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
A scarlet flaming sphere streaks across the sky, and at Jerry's feet rests a basket full of dynamite, gasoline, and two big bags of Carolina Reaper corn chips. On top of the basket rests a slightly charred piece of paper:
"As we are both gods of fire and chaos, I figured we'd get to know each other a bit better. I know there's still some bad feelings about me, and I understand if you don't want to forgive my more.... extreme actions, but I hope we can bury the hatchet and be at least allies. I hope you enjoy this offering of peace, and this gift of significant volatility.
Calamitas"
Jerry pours the gasoline on the corn chips, then down both of them. *burp* “woo! That’s the stuff! Anyway… uh sure? Like you seem into all that hell stuff… I guess that’s cool. Let me stay god of chemical fires, you can keep the *burp* demon stuff. Allies? Yeah… maybe. We’ll see. Pop me on of these baskets with a note telling me to punch someone… I’ll see what I can do.” Jerry proceeds to toss the basket into the bonfire.
Da heck? Whoa are you? welcome to the Jerry I guess… I guess we’re uniting guys. Woo!
"I am not a member of your cult. I am the Collective. Unite with the Spider Guild. Bill Cipher is coming..."
“Oh lord. More of this crap? I already felt with the spider guild… ugh. And now your telling me we got A NEW FRICKIN’ THING THAT WANTS TO KILL ME?!?! Man. Wait, are you a borg deal-y? Like you called yourself the collective. Are you a hive mind? Because I always thought that those things were cool.”
Da heck? Whoa are you? welcome to the Jerry I guess… I guess we’re uniting guys. Woo!
"I am not a member of your cult. I am the Collective. Unite with the Spider Guild. Bill Cipher is coming..."
My old pal Bill? This’ll be fun now that we’re both basically gods! It was fun liberating the second dimension, I hope that we get to liberate this one too!
Da heck? Whoa are you? welcome to the Jerry I guess… I guess we’re uniting guys. Woo!
"I am not a member of your cult. I am the Collective. Unite with the Spider Guild. Bill Cipher is coming..."
My old pal Bill? This’ll be fun now that we’re both basically gods! It was fun liberating the second dimension, I hope that we get to liberate this one too!
“You guys know each other? Huh. Okay then. I guess you guys could go have a play date.”
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
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Yeah, that would work too.
Paladin main who spends most of his D&D time worldbuilding or DMing, not Paladin-ing.
The Amulet of the Pheonix....it sounds so EPIC! I'm imagining a moment in a cave/dungeon/dark room where you are suddenly attacked with lethal damage.
AND THEN, YOU BURST INTO FLAMES BWAHAHAHWWAHAH!!! sorry got carried away. (clears throat) mhmh! OR EVEN BETTER! IMAGINE YOU PURPOSELY DAMAGE YOURSELF TO ZERO HP SO THAT YOU BECOME A BOMB!!!!! The amount of passion I would put into role playing that moment would be too much for me to handle right now.
(BTW I don't think it should FULLY heal you, but maybe it only heals you to half HP, or possibly something more stable like your player level x 5.)
Maybe x4 instead of five, wizards and druids would get almost max health from that.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
That's a good idea, and I should probably specify that you can't do it to yourself. Or if you do, you only heal half as much as normal. Yeah, I like that idea....
Paladin main who spends most of his D&D time worldbuilding or DMing, not Paladin-ing.
Hey, I’ve been working on these for a while, and Plopped’s been helping with descriptions and notes, stuff like that, so thanks for that, but anyway, I’ve been making some drawings of Mendigo and Jerry, both normal and charged forms, and they’re finally done! Here’s the link for you guys to check them out, and I also wanted to say, if you want your characters drawn then I’d be happy to, just ask and you shall receive! Hope you like them!
Mendigo— Leader and only individual organism of the Jerry Hive. Used to play him in DM Training Ground—You are in a Room. It’s really fun— go check it out!
’If you find a fork in the road, pick it up, stab the next person that comes by with it, and run off with their stuff’ - some random guy’s signature
Just flat minds in a flat world with flat dreams. Boooooring. Who wants to cause some chaos?
A scarlet flaming sphere streaks across the sky, and at Jerry's feet rests a basket full of dynamite, gasoline, and two big bags of Carolina Reaper corn chips. On top of the basket rests a slightly charred piece of paper:
"As we are both gods of fire and chaos, I figured we'd get to know each other a bit better. I know there's still some bad feelings about me, and I understand if you don't want to forgive my more.... extreme actions, but I hope we can bury the hatchet and be at least allies. I hope you enjoy this offering of peace, and this gift of significant volatility.
Calamitas"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Jerry pours the gasoline on the corn chips, then down both of them. *burp* “woo! That’s the stuff! Anyway… uh sure? Like you seem into all that hell stuff… I guess that’s cool. Let me stay god of chemical fires, you can keep the *burp* demon stuff. Allies? Yeah… maybe. We’ll see. Pop me on of these baskets with a note telling me to punch someone… I’ll see what I can do.” Jerry proceeds to toss the basket into the bonfire.
Jerry?
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Yes?
Calamitas?
A voice quietly whispers,
"To survive you must unite..."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
Da heck? Whoa are you? welcome to the Jerry I guess… I guess we’re uniting guys. Woo!
"I am not a member of your cult. I am the Collective. Unite with the Spider Guild. Bill Cipher is coming..."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
“Oh lord. More of this crap? I already felt with the spider guild… ugh. And now your telling me we got A NEW FRICKIN’ THING THAT WANTS TO KILL ME?!?! Man. Wait, are you a borg deal-y? Like you called yourself the collective. Are you a hive mind? Because I always thought that those things were cool.”
My old pal Bill? This’ll be fun now that we’re both basically gods! It was fun liberating the second dimension, I hope that we get to liberate this one too!
Mendigo— Leader and only individual organism of the Jerry Hive. Used to play him in DM Training Ground—You are in a Room. It’s really fun— go check it out!
’If you find a fork in the road, pick it up, stab the next person that comes by with it, and run off with their stuff’ - some random guy’s signature
Just flat minds in a flat world with flat dreams. Boooooring. Who wants to cause some chaos?
“You guys know each other? Huh. Okay then. I guess you guys could go have a play date.”
And lo, after centuries of slumber, I summon thee once more from the depths of obscurity! Arise, Jerry!
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
i am arisen.
*Just trying to revive the thread*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
I was always here
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.