I vote afro

B

Style B, keep it out of the way a bit.
Atomic Mage, fuck yeah! Though this does mean facing a Godzilla-Fuck...

Afro.

Also, guys, I think he caused this thing that's unraveling reality.

>>559203
No that's definitely caused by the gods leaving.

Changing my vote from B to A because it's less likely to get tangled up in things.

>>559135
I like A.

>>559205
I bet the gods were actively preventing someone from setting off some kind of chain-reaction spell which consumes life in its quest to consume life. And this guy was just the guy to cast it first.

I'll vote for the Pompadour

i vote for a single giantass tail-like braid

LimeBreaker 2014/02/03(Mon)02:46 No. 560713 ID: 2a1897
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As you begin to comb out your hair, you are granted a vision of the most gloriously spherical hairstyle. Thoughts of a flawless, radiant follicle-orb dance through your mind.

And yet, despite your best efforts and considerable magical talent, you cannot make your vision a reality.

In the sickening gloom of failure, you lazily tie your hair such that it is mostly loose but stays out of your face.

LimeBreaker 2014/02/03(Mon)02:46 No. 560714 ID: 2a1897
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Hair sorted, you dress yourself, squeeze through the undersized door, and amble down to the cafeteria.

Hunh.

You guess someone did show up last night.

mmm, something smells nice.

It's not the afro on the outside that matters, it's the afro on the inside!

Go greet the ladies, they must have been through a lot to get here.

greet them and ask if they need help with anything.

how long have you been here again? maybe you could ask them if they've seen anyone else in there travels here. Not much else we can do but socialize right now.

Well, you may as well go and talk to them. It's a pretty big snub to avoid someone when they're literally the only other people in the world.

LimeBreaker 2014/02/26(Wed)21:10 No. 564525 ID: 2a1897
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Yeah, even though there's not really any food out, it does smell kinda nice in here. The kitchen must be somewhere nearby.

The lady by the door is a Servant, and you don't think she'd say much even if you tried to converse with her.

The Kobold, on the other hand.

LimeBreaker 2014/02/26(Wed)21:10 No. 564526 ID: 2a1897
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You think you hate everything.

Your hands are shaking, your head is pounding, and you aren't entirely sure you're going to be able to keep down the food you just ate.

And, of course, everything you have ever owned, save for what you could cram into a bag in a few minutes, is now gone forever. Including your house.

You are almost entirely sure this is the worst morning you've ever had.

Things could be worse, you suppose. You guess the dwarf saw fit to haul you up the pass, and, while you weren't exactly a frequent visitor, the dorms are not entirely unfamiliar to you.

In your miserable state, you fail to notice the elf sitting down across from you.

"Hey" he says.

elves are good with magic right? maybe can help you get through your burnout, or whatever doing too much magic does.

>>564526
Ask if he's seen a dwarf around.

...well here's some good news at least, it's not just you and the dwarf lady who got away alive so there's that. Anyways the elf seems to be chatty so maybe we can figure some things out from him. Ask him if he knows if anyone else is here besides the servants.

>Your hands are shaking, your head is pounding, and you aren't entirely sure you're going to be able to keep down the food you just ate.
Why? Aftereffects of pushing yourself too hard with your casting? Did you catch a cold collapsed in the snow? It it just nerves and stress from fighting monsters and living through the end of the world?

>You guess the dwarf
I take that to mean you haven't seen him since you awoke.

>"Hey" he says.
Give a strained greeting in response, and then apologize for not being in the best shape this morning.

Whatcha reading? Is that a book you took from your house or one you picked up around here?

ask the elf if he knows more about what's going on.

LimeBreaker 2014/03/26(Wed)01:13 No. 567703 ID: 2a1897
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"Hey" you respond.

The sight that awaits when you look up almost makes you pause, but you’re too distracted by your throbbing head to be phased by the mess that is this elf’s face.

"Elves are good with magic, right?” You ask. “I threw a bunch of bolts at a giant monster, passed out, and woke up feeling like shit. Can you do anything about that?"

"Uh." he replies, his smile fading slightly. "Yeah, that's definitely burnout, and that's not really a thing that you can just. You know. Yeah. You're kind of stuck with it. Shouldn't last longer than a day or two, though."

Wonderful.

"You seen a dwarf around, then?" You ask. "Tall, white, and fluffy, with this weird pink hair-bow? Covered in bloodstains, maybe?"

"Nnnnnnnoo. Bloodstains?"

"Have you seen anybody around?" You ask.

"Nope."

"Do you know anything about why everything was falling apart?" You ask.

"I." He pauses. "No, not really."

"Do you know anything useful?" You ask.

"Uhm."

Yep.

You hate everything.


You slump forward on the table in a mix of defeat and nausea. An uneasy silence sets in.

You don’t think you’re even good to stumble back to your room, and this dude is just sitting there quietly.

>>567703
Well, explain how you got here, I guess. Ask about him, why is he here? How'd he escape the apocalypse?

ask why he's here then and maybe say why you're here, might get your mind off your headache.

Ask him if there is any alcohol in the kitchen or cafeteria and if there is could he kindly fetch it for you, it should ease your headache.

Sigh, and apologize, weakly. Sorry, not really having the best day, here. I shouldn't be taking it out on you.

May as well introduce yourself and ask his name to fill the silence.

Wave vaguely towards his messed up eye and ask if he was in the War.

Maybe muffling your senses will help a little bit with the nausea and headache. Try laying down on the bench, covering your ears and closing your eyes.

>>567708
Because adding booze on top of nausea and the resulting hangover on top of everything else will go so well.

LimeBreaker 2014/04/04(Fri)03:51 No. 569128 ID: 2a1897
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"Alright, fuck." You grumble under your breath.

"Yesterday, everything was fine and then the end of the fucking world shows up on my doorstep with this dwarf and we went on a jolly fucking adventure and nearly got killed by not one, not two, but three different giant murderbeasts."

"I think I killed one of them, maybe. I dunno."

"Then I passed out and woke up here."

More silence.

"So." You say. "What's your deal? How’d you get here? What’s up with your face?"

"uh." He says. "I walked? Sometimes I jogged, I guess, but yeah. I've really only been here for a couple of days."

If you felt well enough to move, you'd have to resist the urge to punch him. As it is, you stay face down on the table.

"It took me quite a while to get here." He continues. "I left before this whole mess started, I think. Yeah, before I heard anything about it, anyways. I was kinda worried that nobody else would make it here."

"Uhm. My face was." he pauses, rubbing his scarred cheek thoughtfully.

"I think it could have been healed, when it happened." He continues. "But it wasn't. It was supposed to be a reminder, I think."

He laughs.

"Can't remember what for, though."

"Right." You respond. "Whatever. You got a name? I'm Raine."

Suggest a name for the elf.

Raisenharf Dilupula.
Maybe not a typical elf name, but at least you didn't get any successful derogatory nicknames as a child. People stumbling over your name became common enough that you answer to Rai, though.

Told Curkey

Aegidius. or Giles for short.

yeah, I'm naming him after the patron saint of outcasts. sue me.

Grendel

Toussaint

Stalin

You guys can also make normal suggestions. Like, conversation topics or questions or whatever.

>>569218
ok, "so what are you hoping to find here, since you said you came here before the world fell apart not to sure it would be sanctuary"

...so anything happen here in mystical godland the last few days? Or only land left, land.

>>569128
"why are you naked?"

Ask if he knows what you could do to better handle using magic so you don't get burnout like this again. Like, is it just a matter of pacing or can you train to handle more or are you just stuck with how much you can do?

Also ask what's the recovery slope for burnout. Is it gradual over the day, so you'll feel somewhat better by lunch and even better by dinner, or are you going to feel this terrible all day?

LimeBreaker 2014/04/14(Mon)02:23 No. 570601 ID: 2a1897
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"Senharf Toussaint." He says.

"So, wait." You say. "Why did you come here, if you set out before everything went to shit?"

"I." He says. "Well."

Something clanks against the table. You glance up to see a servant placing a plate of food before Senharf. It's... a pile of raw meat. Raw meat that you cannot identify as belonging to any animal you know about. Wonderful.

He grabs what you assume was once a part of something's limb, takes a bite, and thoughtfully chews for a moment.

"Same reason as anyone else, I guess." He finally says. "See the sights. Try to meet the gods. Eat the free food."

He shrugs and takes another bite of the meat.

"Has anything happened in the few days you've been here, then?" you ask.

"No, not really." he says.

Welp.

You're pretty sure you aren't going to get any useful information out of this guy, and you're still not feeling well enough to get up and walk away, so you guess you're just going to lie here for a while.

LimeBreaker 2014/04/14(Mon)02:24 No. 570602 ID: 2a1897
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Walking is boring. The roofs are boring. Adventure is boring.

You've been trudging along for an hour or two, with only the occasional hop up or down to a different roof to interrupt you and only the foreboding new horizon to keep you company.

You sang some silly songs to entertain yourself for a while, but then you ran out of songs.

But you are finally at the edge of the Gardens. The tower isn't particularly far away now.

The Garden paths seem well kept enough that you figure it'd be easy enough to get to the tower using them. Or, you could just fly over the Gardens entirely and try to land at the base of the tower or something.

Well, on the one hand, those trees look like something could come flying up out of them. On the other hand, at least you'd see them coming, which you might not if you were in amongst them. Also, the Librarian mentioned ill ease at the idea of someone "poaching" in the gardens, so it may be they're off-limits in some way or some fashion, or sections of them. There's something you can do in there you're not supposed to, in any case, and you don't know what they are or aren't.

Flying over something doesn't count as trespass, though. Usually. Does it? Anyway, you're not optimally built for closed-in environments. So, just fly over.

Adventure is a lot like war.
Long periods of doing just about fuckall, periodically interrupted by frantically trying not to die ignominously and horribly in some hole for damn near no reason.
But adventure is fun!
>>570610
And I agree. If it were a no-fly zone it should have been labelled as such. Just keep a sharp eye on the canopy for any adventurer-hating ruffians, like angry flowers or something.

always up for flying

All right, let's fly.

What are we gonna do with the little doll golem? Is it gonna follow along the ground?

don't strain yourself, now. you gotta let the leg heal. unless flying is easier on a leg than walking. I don't know, I've never flown before.