I am interested in the scenes that other people have come up with, so I created a place to share them.
I have only one scene I like for the time being(my intended theme being azn horror):
Malevolent eyes fixed on you, Siam jerks his limbs, crawling towards you in an eerie pantomime.
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
Mine aren't very scene-like, though my original five were hilarious interpretive dance. Just flowery looky-stuff, until I care enough for something more thematic. This one is my favorite:
Eritheyl raises a featureless, porcelain mask to his face, tears of ebon liquid trickling from the eyeholes as he stretches a pleading hand to you.
Crumkane, Lord of Epicurean Delights says, "WAS IT INDEED ON FIRE, ERITHEYL."
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With a deep reverb, Contemptible Sutekh says, "CEASE YOUR INFERNAL ENERGY, ERITHEYL."
Well, I can share one I ran into yesterday... not very scene-like... and not exactly original. One would think it's not in the skill's flavor either, but I'm told it's allowed, so eh....
"Ollie throws back his head and blows a stream of slime out of his nose and onto you."
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
Well, I can share one I ran into yesterday... not very scene-like... and not exactly original. One would think it's not in the skill's flavor either, but I'm told it's allowed, so eh....
"Ollie throws back his head and blows a stream of slime out of his nose and onto you."
So depressing.
Crumkane, Lord of Epicurean Delights says, "WAS IT INDEED ON FIRE, ERITHEYL."
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With a deep reverb, Contemptible Sutekh says, "CEASE YOUR INFERNAL ENERGY, ERITHEYL."
Well, I can share one I ran into yesterday... not very scene-like... and not exactly original. One would think it's not in the skill's flavor either, but I'm told it's allowed, so eh....
"Ollie throws back his head and blows a stream of slime out of his nose and onto you."
Protip: no one fighting ollie should have any ecto triggers enabled.
The only thing he's done is give ideas to the side that has a monopoly on ecto attacks.
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
First scene! (I'm just...copy pasting these from the show thing, sorry. To minimize smacking people around)
Prancing around the area like a loon, Shulamit grabs a cup cake before shoving one into ^target's hand and while ^target is distracted, one into ^target_his mouth.
Second scene!
Inhaling deeply, Shulamit stares at ^target before exhaling a cloud of resinous smoke in ^target's face and punching ^target in the sternum at the same time, making ^target_him inhale the smoke before sputtering suddenly.
Third scene!
Sighing softly, Shulamit exhales a thin stream of smoke that slowly takes the form of Pesukaru. The smokey apparition stares at ^target before howling loudly and diving at ^target_him, before suddenly disappearing, causing ^target_him to cower.
Fourth scene!
Slowing her movements to a crawl, Shulamit stares at ^target before cradling her arms as though holding a child and singing an old nursery song. The soporific scent of poppies fills the air causing ^target's eyes to appear heavy as ^target_he yawns suddenly.
Fifth scene!
Shulamit cracks her hands quietly before shoving ^target and blowing a stream of smoke in ^target_his face, causing ^target_him to flail about helplessly for several seconds before steadying ^target_himself.
Climax!
Shulamit pulls a heavy iron tome from her backpack as she stares at ^target. She proceeds to read a boring account of her entire life up to this moment causing ^target to yawn, at which point she slams the tome down on ^target's head.
Yaaaay.
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First scene! (I'm just...copy pasting these from the show thing, sorry. To minimize smacking people around)
Prancing around the area like a loon, Shulamit grabs a cup cake before shoving one into ^target's hand and while ^target is distracted, one into ^target_his mouth.
Second scene!
Inhaling deeply, Shulamit stares at ^target before exhaling a cloud of resinous smoke in ^target's face and punching ^target in the sternum at the same time, making ^target_him inhale the smoke before sputtering suddenly.
Third scene!
Sighing softly, Shulamit exhales a thin stream of smoke that slowly takes the form of Pesukaru. The smokey apparition stares at ^target before howling loudly and diving at ^target_him, before suddenly disappearing, causing ^target_him to cower.
Fourth scene!
Slowing her movements to a crawl, Shulamit stares at ^target before cradling her arms as though holding a child and singing an old nursery song. The soporific scent of poppies fills the air causing ^target's eyes to appear heavy as ^target_he yawns suddenly.
Fifth scene!
Shulamit cracks her hands quietly before shoving ^target and blowing a stream of smoke in ^target_his face, causing ^target_him to flail about helplessly for several seconds before steadying ^target_himself.
Climax!
Shulamit pulls a heavy iron tome from her backpack as she stares at ^target. She proceeds to read a boring account of her entire life up to this moment causing ^target to yawn, at which point she slams the tome down on ^target's head.
Shulamit pulls a heavy iron tome from her backpack as she stares at ^target. She proceeds to read a boring account of her entire life up to this moment causing ^target to yawn, at which point she slams the tome down on ^target's head.
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"Ollie throws back his head and blows a stream of slime out of his nose and onto you."
Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
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Xenthos feels so loved.
Prancing around the area like a loon, Shulamit grabs a cup cake before shoving one into ^target's hand and while ^target is distracted, one into ^target_his mouth.
Second scene!
Inhaling deeply, Shulamit stares at ^target before exhaling a cloud of resinous smoke in ^target's face and punching ^target in the sternum at the same time, making ^target_him inhale the smoke before sputtering suddenly.
Third scene!
Sighing softly, Shulamit exhales a thin stream of smoke that slowly takes the form of Pesukaru. The smokey apparition stares at ^target before howling loudly and diving at ^target_him, before suddenly disappearing, causing ^target_him to cower.
Fourth scene!
Slowing her movements to a crawl, Shulamit stares at ^target before cradling her arms as though holding a child and singing an old nursery song. The soporific scent of poppies fills the air causing ^target's eyes to appear heavy as ^target_he yawns suddenly.
Fifth scene!
Shulamit cracks her hands quietly before shoving ^target and blowing a stream of smoke in ^target_his face, causing ^target_him to flail about helplessly for several seconds before steadying ^target_himself.
Climax!
Shulamit pulls a heavy iron tome from her backpack as she stares at ^target. She proceeds to read a boring account of her entire life up to this moment causing ^target to yawn, at which point she slams the tome down on ^target's head.
Yaaaay.
This is the best thing ever.