The Stormfather

The yellow goo ceases to grow, but now covers the thumb of Larry’s gauntlet. “The energy.. something’s about to happen!” The strange voice says again. All of you seem to feel lightheaded.

"Astra! Run!" Mark shouts, falling off balance with the shaking of the earth. He lifts a nearby pebble and throws it at KuLaam. @Lotus Blossom @Unintelligenius @LightRinger

You don’t see or feel anything except for one tiny yellow line on your gauntlet.

Roast it. WWYDIYF secret project #631 IYP?

Yup. *Not utmost confusion*

“Larry, we’ve noticed some sort of energy on your suit. It’s not dangerous, but you might be able to use it to get back. Try to find cores of this energy. It’s probably in small yellow nuggets.” The voice says again. Now you are certain that it’s not a voice you’ve heard before.

LoL. Actually, a lot of people say that to me. I’m 14.

Mark runs away from where Astra and KuLaam are fighting, knowing that there is no chance for the Willshaper. ”Watch out for that root!” The small Cultivationspren says. Mark avoids falling over, barely, and crouches behind a tree. He gasps for breath. ”let’s move, human!” The little spren says. ”Okay, okay. What’s your name anyway?” He asks. ”Thurnyl.” The spren says. Matk keeps running, getting far north of the casino.

Mark looks around himself, noticing a small greenish spren that looked like a vine. (His cultivationspren.) “Oh, hi there, little one.” He bends down.

You can hear the transmitter. Your close enough.

The crowd of chickens dies down, though now each of you (except for the one in armour) have a few scratches from the feral chickens. They retreat as one, as If they had some way to communicate. Then, Larry’s communicator clicks. “Soldier, where are you? Our trackers have you all the way out on planet A-416! Eighteen klicks away from where you’re meant to be stationed!” Then the communicator clicks off, and won’t turn back on. The voice is not one you recognize, not the voice of your normal commander.

I’ve hardly interacted with you so my guess is 1-100

*Steals soul*

I can kinda say that I belong in this club now. Although I technically only start in September.

Yup. ( ignore the fact that I was inactive the past two days. I came back. Unlike the other game makers.)

White.

You can have the basic psionics of a amethyst dragon but be mostly human. (breath weapon is fine. Maybe no magic staff.)

Yeah you can join.

"Oh good. At least there's still a few of us. Roy's left. Ran off with a Blade from the casino." Mark turns back to where Roy iis walking away, and a solitary tear falls from his eye. "I'm so sorry that you must die." He whispers, not audible to any but himself. Mark yelps in surprise and picks up a small rock, throwing it hard at the monster's face. "I need a weapon!" His face changes again, and he falls into a familiar battle stance. I am a weapon. He raises his fists. @Unintelligenius (I think it's you who's running KuLaam?)

"Astra! They've left. There's no need to run anymore. There's no one else here." Mark's face returns to normal. They always leave. @Lotus Blossom

"I know you could summon that sword in my face right now." Mark understands Shardblades. His only friend in the mines had been a imprisoned Skybreaker. "Giving us the sword wouldn't do anything. You can call it back to yourself. Leave here, Roy, and don't come back, or I'll kill you myself. " Mark's face sets into a much more dark expression, and his eyes seem to glaze over, not expressing any emotion. @Dragonheir @RoyalBeeMage

Something’s changing. Something’s happening. What is it? We cannot tell you, but place your be- You hear a deep voice from somewhere high above, and then it cuts off suddenly.