ULTRAMagic Alternate

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon      “Hold on, Buster,” Odo said as he indicated for the group to stop as they entered a hall decorated with carvings of flames and ceilings ordained with paintings of the stars. He then ran over to a nook, with the death rattle of a rat being heard after a good whack. It was then tossed out into the open. “I knew I smelled something foul…”      Lia was about to compliment him, but noticed another devious rat clinging to the ceiling and was perched in the perfect position for a sneak attack. “ODO, LOOK OUT!” The knight dodged instinctively, with Lia whipping out her black-gloved hand. A shiny, thin barb extended from her index and middle fingers that struck the rat without mess. It then fell to the floor with a lifeless thud, an odorous substance oozing from the wound that was a far cry from blood.      “Nasty…” Tusk remarked as he took up position to protect Buster.      “I ...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon ACF-100      The Anomaly Containment Foundation (The ACF) is an independently funded organization dedicated to the containment and study of anomalous entities, objects, and events. Such anomalies have been deemed too dangerous for society and must be catalogued and secured. Some anomalies pose such a high risk to humanity as a whole that not even the lower rungs of the foundation itself are allowed to know about them. The following documentation will cover ACF-100 and ACF-100-1 (The Dead God), having been classified as ‘Lethal’ and deemed an ‘existential threat.’ All of the included information has been reviewed and approved by 05-Red Command. Should any intense feelings of dread or lethargy set in, please contact The ACF Psychiatric Division for counseling and potential memory suppression therapy. Discovery      Sirius Fractal of 05-Red Command had been raising concerns about a great anomaly for years whe...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon      “So we have the evil dragon herself on the prowl, lovely…” Odo groaned as the elevator calmly rattled down the shaft.      “Well, it could be worse,” Tusk remarked, getting a glare from Odo. “I mean you could…”      “Stop.”      “Right…” Tusk said with a sigh.      There was a moment of awkward silence as Odo pinched the bridge of his nose. “Sorry, Tusk, I’m just on edge is all.”      “Aren’t we all, am I right?”      Buster glanced out towards the shaft, watching occasional light-filled openings pass by. “And here I thought all dragons were good, or at least neutral…”      Serjiel patted his shoulder. “There are the bad ones.”      “Am I too late to the party to say I wish Leif was here?” Yoshihiro innocently asked, despite never having met Leif in person.      “Not at all, Y...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon      “I know you have reservations about Lia, Tusk, but I did help her escape what was left of The Eternal Church,” Serjiel noted as the group made their way down a sconce-lit corridor. “I wouldn’t have done so if there wasn’t potential for her to benefit our cause.”      “Seriously? Why-wait, you just said why… er, maybe how instead?”      “Someone tipped me off with a card, and in hindsight, it was probably Waramunt given the help he is providing right now.”      Adriana stopped the group for a moment, seeming annoyed as to be expected. “You had Lia in your grasp-why didn’t you turn her over to The Iron City right then and there?”      Serjiel glanced around, thinking he had heard something skittering run by. He did not like it and indicated for the group to resume walking. “It crossed my mind, but evidently she had some things she needed to take care of… a...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon      “That’s one less member of The Eternal Order we have to deal with then…” Adriana noted, a bit shook up.      “I am dreadfully sorry all of you had to see that display of uncouth brutality,” Ozymanias apologized as he picked up a fallen bookshelf, with the stewards and librarians working to put the disheveled books back. “The ghosts of the past always pick the worst possible times to show up.”      Tusk took a breath to settle his rattled nerves as he handed a book to one of the stewards. “Killing a god, never thought I’d see it for myself…”      “Normally I would leave that dirty work to The Madman of Old and his company of rogue god hunters, but obviously desperate times call for desperate measures,” Ozymandias replied as the group followed him to his podium.      “And I take it that you and that god had a bit of history?” Yoshihiro inquired. The Vulture ...

Eon 1 | First | Next Master Post - Patreon      “Well, all ashore who’s going ashore,” Tusk stated as the cruiser came to a stop at the stone shore. Hopping out of the boat and on to the rocky island, Tusk sighed as there was no soil to be found. He shuddered a little, as the damp, cold air chilled him. Tusk Willfort was a Tree Person, a humanoid tree from The Unending Forest region of The Unlight. He was very far from home, but an important mission from The ULTRAMagic Guild brought him to The Great Stone Lake. “Jeez, could the tower not have appeared closer to one of the shorelines?”      Yoshihiro Higasa, a man with black hair and red eyes like twilight sunlight walked over, his boots splashing the small puddles with each step. “Goodness, Tusk,” he said as he felt the dark brown bark that covered his friend’s body. It was incredibly damp. “You’re not too cold, are you?”      “Yeah, but it’s not that big of a deal. I’m more concerned ab...