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 should probably leave out the part w...

Previous | Cover  | 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 year...

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, Yoshihiro,” Tusk replied. “I wish he was here too–Gudrun was probably near the top of his to-do list…” There was a slight jolt as the elevator came to...