I'd like to state for the record that I absolutely approve of being biased towards Baron Blade, I would like to note.
(Sorry if I hath stepped on anyone's toes, but I was perplexed by the strange absence of thread about editors notage and felt I may as well attempt to rectify the situation.)
I asked about whether there were any meaningful interactions in the losers' room, but it sounds like there wasn't enough to be worth answering the question. Ah well.
We had meant to ask how Gloomweaver was able to weather the storm of more experienced blood mages Biomancer and the Blood Countess here, but was picked apart by Lifeline later.
I forgot to say that I must dissent with Christopher in that I think Harpy conjuring birds out of her own flesh to do battle actually sounds really hardcore wicked awesome and that this is probably why I shouldn't be allowed to write things ever.
That was more in response to the "That's horrifying! Why would you…"
And I'm thinking like, because it's awesome! And I mean, you know, also horrifying. But awesome horrifying. Because creepy things are awesome. Because I'm weird.
And now you make me want Biomancer to have weird fleshy undead bird friends.
Since you were talking about possible alternate contest brackets and the overwhelming power that is Progeny, I thought I'd posit a question that a friend and I had been talking about last week.
If Progeny battled Chokepoint, would Chokepoint be able to pretty much tear apart and commandeer Progeny's liquid metal body? Or does Progeny's form only resemble metal and is actually some form of solidified cosmic power/exotic matter/etc that Chokepoint has no power over? Or as a third option, is its body actually metal, but it could maintain control despite Chokepoint's efforts?
Kay, I’m absolutely sure that the fictional ‘truck with 9 wheels’ that Plague Rat get dragged by in the MistStorm universe means some sort of collab with the Ennead. Christopher was way too intentional with that. What else could the ARG Nines be pointing to?
Also, Cosm8 is now a thing. Officially headcanoned.
Sounds more like some kind of Coffee maker to me, probably connected to something shady…
Cosm8! the brand new coffee maker coming to retailers all throughout the Megalopolis area ahead of the national release! Come out & get your, totally not connected in any way to supernatural cosmic threat, coffee maker for a, totally not suspiciously, cheap price! Cosm8! Don't worry about those gaps in your memory, there are more important things, like how awake and alert you feel in the morning on the days you can remember. Cosm8! The best newest coffee maker around! *Cosm8 is not responsible for any nausia, heartburn, idegestion, diarea, pain, sleeplessness, drowsieness, memory loss, false memories gained, itchiness, vomiting, ringworm, halitosis, scoliosis, anxiety, dry heaving, hemmoroids or low home resale value you might experience
Disparation reality, in which Proletariat gets attuned to the Mask of the Matriarch and can grow infinite numbers of birds out of himself. And in that reality, Biomancer gets ahold of Proletariat's OblivAeon shard…
About 90% of my creative output in my life has fallen under the categories of "disturbing" or "funny but also disturbing".
So generally when I say anything is creepy or disturbing there should be an understood "and that's totally awesome" tacked on the end of it.
So yeah. Conjuring birds out of your flesh? I could go for that. Or ripping off the wings of your enemies and grafting them onto yourself. Or portaling combatants into the Void. It's all good. And by good I mean creepy and disturbing.
P.S. Mind, I also have an equal fondness for things that are sweet, adorable, and/or corny. Reconciling this is left as an exercise for the reader.
This is nothing. I stole the idea of the Bad Idea Thread from the Whateley Universe forums, where their Bad Idea Thread is over 1500 posts long and includes such delightful morsels (warning: not for the faint of stomach) as this, this, this, and this.
(That last one actually got turned into a pair of characters in a serious story, by the way).