Curently writing his POV and I'm about to give him one, so I thought I'd throw a few possibles out there, see what sticks. As always, if you have an awesome idea, please leave it in the comments.
and yes, completely original classes are just as cool as cobbled together ones from other sources.
2019-02-03 00:36:55 +0000 UTC View Post
“See if you can cut him in half!” Jamal shouted from the volunteer-assembled bleachers.
Garth stood across the training ground from Cass, trying not to sweat in his eyes. They were standing in short-cropped, lush grass in what used to be some rich guy’s backyard before it was reclaimed and turned into Garth’s personal practice yard.
A mana-voided circle surrounded both of them as they approached each other. When the two circles began to overlap, cracklin...
2019-02-02 03:56:26 +0000 UTC View PostSomething that was rattling around in my head. It might be funnier if she looked like a naked, woody version of Jess, walking around.
He DID design her with Jess's mommy juice as a template.
On Nega-Earth:
And just like that, all the most disruptive and dangerous potential Demon Lords from Earth have been controlled or destroyed. Irios said, dusting his hands as she gazed out over the destroyed city. The pest-free Earth would avoid the notice of the government until it was too late.
So, what now? Erelia asked.
Not much. Irios said. Kipling are immortal, although they seldom lead long lives. Ill simply build power here for a few generations...
2019-02-01 00:31:19 +0000 UTC View PostWhen Garth made it home, he passed Lucy off to the first thing with two hands and collapsed into his side of the bed, where Sandi was lying with the three babies. Oh, he must have given her to Sandi.
Are you all right? Jim asked, bending over to look at his face.
The hell are you doing in here? Garth demanded, closing his eyes.
You handed me a baby and told me to, and I quote, Take them off your hands, and ride them hard for two weeks or so.
... 2019-01-31 01:46:58 +0000 UTC View PostFalk! the female benkei shouted, standing and craning her neck to watch the combatant tumble through the air into the distance, creating a tiny puff of dust where he landed.
Dust. Aerosol. Garth didnt look, but he idly thumbed his little nightmare smoke producer. If he could get them to take a whiff of it, theyd be out of the game in a matter of seconds. It might be more humane to focus on lethargy rather than paranoia, when he got a chance.
Hes probably alive,...
2019-01-28 03:05:10 +0000 UTC View Post
If someone proposes the perfect Something Else I reserve the right to ignore the poll if necessary.
Before we do this, Garth said, glancing around at the grim-faced people surrounding him. Can I unload my baby?
Four of the surrounding wizards glanced at the fifth, checking with her. Their leader was a muscly corio woman about five and a half feet tall, not including the horns.
Of course, she said, nodding. Were not monsters.
Oooh, ethics.
If theres a proper code of etiquette for this sort of thing, Id love to know what it is,...
2019-01-27 02:12:31 +0000 UTC View Post
A little something I've have rattling around in my head ever since I wrote the bathhouse, but didn't really use it.
2019-01-26 01:50:51 +0000 UTC View PostGarth rocked back and forth in his new rocking chair, staring out into the desert as he rocked the infant tucked in his elbow.
Seven hundred and fifty-four babies in about twenty hours. No one was meant to look at that many bloody vaginas in one day.
As it turned out, every single sexually active couple that had been in town while Garth had been given Beladias Present, now had kids, skipping the whole nine months of throwing up, in utero bonding, nesting instinct, and...
2019-01-25 22:42:12 +0000 UTC View PostHoney, Im home! Garth called as he turned the knob of his treehouse and pushed. Garths forehead slammed into the wooden panel when the door didnt budge. Was there furniture barricading the other side of the door or was he just crazy?
Who is it? Came an unfamiliar voice, and a panel he hadnt noticed before slid open with a clack. Behind it was the scarred cheekbones of a thrask woman. Ah, it was Sandis bodyguard. Apparently she hadnt been necessary, an...
2019-01-24 02:58:00 +0000 UTC View PostGood to see you again, Beladia said from behind the round desk overlooking him. Once again, Garth found himself surrounded by gods, the larger-than life individuals looking down at him like a bug under a microscope.
All around him the room was black, with no visible sources of illumination, and somehow, each god was perfectly lit in that black void.
Six of them, in fact.
Garth recognized Hastia and Entramond. The god of luck and greed seemed to be wearing a new wi...
2019-01-22 23:41:14 +0000 UTC View PostYou didnt bring any marshmallows or anything, did you? Wilson asked as the forest began to wail, a deep noise that reverberated through Garths chest.
Nah, Garth said, backing them away from hovering directly above the forest lest they roast or suffocate from the rising hot air.
Bummer.
True, just sitting here and watching is a bit anticlimactic, but its not like I wanted a fair fight anyway.
Yeah, fuck that.
A great hand about the...
2019-01-21 22:05:50 +0000 UTC View PostIt took Garth a week to set up properly, charging a few dozen specially designed seeds, and arranging contingency plans.
He located the local Adventurers guild in the large city nearby and hired a couple high ranked teams to be on-call in case the forest overpowered him. Never hurts to be prepared.
He also spent a whole day finding a lady merc with impeccable references to go and bodyguard Sandi, and to a lesser extent, Clarkstown. Garth knew it was probably a stupid thing ...
2019-01-20 09:13:12 +0000 UTC View PostHello, she said, offering a hand.
Garth clasped the crimson womans hand and found it warmer than hed expected, like she was running a fever. Maybe her race had a higher body temp?
My name is Ellanore Kinmet, A Seer of Beladia.
Garth Daniels, Apostle of Beladia.
Her eyebrow raised, holding his gaze for a moment before she knelt down in front of Wilson, her breasts nearly spilling out of the deep cut of her shirt as she leaned over him.
And...
2019-01-19 01:46:19 +0000 UTC View PostThis is something most humans understand by the time theyre adults, but as it turns out, money opens a lot of doors.
Getting Garth a trip to a city on the Inner Sphere planet Ometra fell under that category. Normally reserved for citizens of high standing, Garth was able to pull some strings and grease many palms, getting him a round-trip ticket to the Best Temple of Beladia in Existance. At least, according to Cass.
It was more expensive than using the portable Gate, for...
2019-01-18 00:44:35 +0000 UTC View PostHigh in the mountains, a limbless torso rested against a pine tree in front of a dying fire, beside him was a stack of rocks with a face drawn on it, a sack of flour and an overturned bucket of apples.
Thank you all so much for coming, it means so much to Leanne.
Leanne looked up at Garth incredulously before returning to heating up her bowie knife over the fire. Once it was good and hot, she got up and went back, bringing it close to the aqua and silver robed man.
<... 2019-01-17 03:09:07 +0000 UTC View PostSquirrel was watching as her brother jumped to his death. She waited, rubbing chalk on her hands, breath tense, heart hammering as her toes gripped the beam below her. She had done this hundreds of times, but never lost the nervous tension. Her brother caught her eye, and a moment later, leapt off the ledge. Her brother caught a bar in mid flight that had been doctored up to look like a ships rigging, pulling his legs up and swinging out over open space.
Finn was flying through...
2019-01-16 11:09:18 +0000 UTC View PostWhen Garth blearily opened his eyes, he was on the ground. Again. Face down this time, nose hurting like a bitch.
It has not been a good day, he thought as he struggled to put his arms under him. Garth just wanted to clear millions of kiplings out of an enormous city in a single afternoon, was that so much to ask?
I should thank you for the promotion. A pair of gold and red shoes standing beside him said before a white hot pain lanced through Garths back, pin...
2019-01-16 01:30:51 +0000 UTC View PostWhat do you think she considers only needing a little help? Garth thought as his wounded stomach slowly knit itself back together. The pain made it hard to think, impossible to move. He was pretty sure this is where she should have run to get help from home base.
Instead, Sandi leapt down from the building and bit one soldiers head off, neatly bisecting another with her leg, armor notwithstanding. There were a good hundred or so more, though, and they looked like they ...
2019-01-15 19:36:00 +0000 UTC View PostGarth let go of the dungeon core, and it sprang back down the hole like it had been shot from a sling, hitting the ground and tumbling deeper into the cave. Garth kept his ear cocked toward the entrance, and he could tell that the kipling were still coming.
Garths plan wasnt particularly fair or exciting, but it didnt have to be exciting to be efficient. In fact the two were often mutually exclusive.
Garth turned on the enchantments in his Status band, and picked up S...
2019-01-12 20:38:03 +0000 UTC View PostBoom, it's five-ish. time to chat.
also, I got 2k words done this afternoon, but there's no fight scene in it yet, and I owe you one, so it's gonna take as long as it takes to get one in there, sorry for the delay.
2019-01-12 02:05:36 +0000 UTC View PostIn an instant, Sam stretched his Nuetta out to the Fabricator. He needed a distraction, and there was only one thing he could think of that would do that. The harsh squeal of the Fabricator would be sure to grab everyones attention.
Sam directed the floating eye to the Fabricator and entered the code for twenty pounds of C-4, with detonators, of course.
The CONFIRM button was blinking when Sam spoke.
I told you Id tell you everything if you kept her alive, why t...
2019-01-11 20:59:28 +0000 UTC View PostCattle shouldnt talk in front of their owners. Be thankful Lord Tyranus has allowed you to speak. Maria said, directing a glare at Faera. Now that Sam thought about it, the rest of the prisoners were gagged. Billy wanted him to talk to Faera, hoping they would complement each others suffering, like fish and beef.
From what Sam understood, most people would die pretty quick if you cut off their arms and legs, stuffed a rag in their mouths and fed them once a day, but after...
2019-01-11 20:56:48 +0000 UTC View PostA jostling caused Sam to open his eyes, blinking sand out of his eyes.
Problem? he asked, blinking at Jennei who pointed forward, wordlessly. They were a couple miles outside of the city, travelling the smooth plains toward the mountain to the east, where the other elves should have secured a couple howitzers, and the only light was that of the stars... and hundreds of campfires ahead of them.
Son of a bitch. Sam leaned forward in the seat, studying the army in fron...
2019-01-11 20:54:50 +0000 UTC View PostI been seeing some stuff to the effect that the tension is lost and the story is kinda meandering. It could just be me being a sensitive artist, but I'd love to spend an hour with you guys this Friday chatting about the story and seeing if it needs anything.
Ideas welcome, spoilers, probably.
BTW. did the discord thing engage and send everyone invites when they joined?
also, what's 5:00 PM Alaska time?
This feels weird. Garth said as the Kipling gnawed on his forearm. The rabid, drooling monster that used to be a woman had clamped down on his arm with her inhumanly long jaw and was trying to saw it off with a rocking and tugging motion. It reminded him a bit of a dog with a rope toy, or perhaps more like a Komodo Dragon.
Garths skin hardened underneath the assault, turning a light brownish purple, stiffening only in response to pressures that would cause him external or i...
2019-01-11 02:27:23 +0000 UTC View PostThe days rolled by, and thered been no repercussions yet. Sandi had woken up with a splitting headache, and her Lure had looked off for the next few days, but there was no permanent damage.
Business continued as usual, but Garth knew he needed to step up both his personal ass-kicking abilities, and those of the two thousand people of Clarkstown.
Since hed put out the advertisement for his little community scrawled on the backs of some five hundred men and women, people ...
2019-01-09 22:48:54 +0000 UTC View PostAlright, now explain what happened, Sandis mother said, her arms crossed, a severe look on her face. In the distance, her sisters were fawning over her limp body.
I told you, we got attacked by muggers and-
Stop. You already fed the girls that line, now you need to tell us what really happened, Mata said.
Thats right. Sandi would eat a mugger for breakfast. Literally. And she shows no sign of defending herself. The only conclusion I can draw is som...
2019-01-08 22:01:35 +0000 UTC View Post