Challenge #03012-H089: With a Little Help From My…
Warrior: I swear I will have revenge for the death of my brother.
Elf: you have my bow.
Dwarf: and my axe.
Necromancer: and your brother! – Anon Guest
[AN: Heheheh, I remember when that first did the rounds on Tumblr. I think someone made a comic page out of it eventually. I wanna say Oglaf, but… probably not Oglaf[1].]
People always think necromancy is the ultimate evil. They think that necromancers don’t respect the dead, the gods, the feelings of those still breathing. They think wrong. Remember such magics as Revivify? Or True Resurrection? They’re necromantic. Clerics talk to the dead all the time, but the instant you wear a black robe and start using necrotic damage… Yeah.
Death is a part of life. Helping someone pass peaceably from life into death is just as important as helping both mother and child survive the process of birth. Trust me, there’s things that can go wrong. Unfinished business makes ghosts. Put a ghost too near a magical construct, and it causes all sorts of problems. Unstoppable creature with one purpose melded with an unkillable spirit with a different purpose? Bad noise. And don’t get me started on the undead. Yeah, necromancers can hate those shits. Bringing dead meat to life has its own perils and undead is in the top three.
Forget black robes and skeletal minions. It’s only the edgelords that go there. Edgelords with a lot of money. Black is a very expensive hue for clothing[2]. Not great when you’re a starving student of the dark arts. Honestly, I look like any other student - hard-wearing worker’s clothes so I don’t have to keep buying new clothes. A long-lasting pair of shoes headed for their last breath… And at least one stupid accessory because it had a practical application and no student ever had the coin to spare for style.
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Challenge #02976-H053: Go Out With a Song
“Never raise more devils than you can put down. You raised one devil too many…father.”
Watches as the dad’s face pales and he’s like “Um… oops.”
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That is one hell of a line and I want to make an excuse to use it :D – DaniAndShali
[AN: Prompt from the comments on this thing and I’m debating about continuance or something with Tieflings…]
There was a sword poking out of his chest. The red arm of his Tiefling son around him. And the son’s voice in one ear, “Never raise more devils than you can put down. You raised one devil too many…father.”
Those had been the last words he heard, and then everything went black. The next thing he knew, he was standing in a queue. Ahead of him were some people who he’d seen die in the fight. There were others gathering behind him, but he dared not turn his head. He knew what this was. Before eternity… there was judgement.
Too soon, it was his turn. “All right, next,” called Death. He was sitting at a judge’s desk and working at a pile of paperwork with a white feather quill. Lord Synope knew, without having to ask, that it weight as much as a guiltless heart. Some things about the afterworld just stuck around. Death didn’t look up from their scribing. “Name?”
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Challenge #02973-H050: Achievement Unlocked
Everything is going dark. You’re surrounded by loved ones. Your lover is clenching you hands tightly, tears streaming down their face. Slowly you placed you hands on their cheeks “it’s ok, look at what we build.” You muster a smile at your sunshine. Your strength is dimming, the light in your eyes fade away… You feel your self drifting in the endless void, it’s not cold nor warm. You tried moving your arms, nothing. You tired saying something anything, nothing. You been drifting for a while now, you think you seen lights but your not so sure. They have been gathering together for some time now, then you realize it’s trying to spell something! When those pieces finished gathering you slowly read out what it said – Anon Guest
Finding out that life as you know it is a simulation is one thing while you’re alive. Finding out afterwards… sort of… is another. Ari had died of old age. He knew that much. He had not been expecting a credits scroll with music. He had not been expecting a different simulation at the end.
Witness what you’ve unlocked? Y/N? Well, there was nothing else to do in the remaining featureless void. Ari selected Y. What followed was a space of avatar options that was like being in an immense shopping mall of body types, clothing options, hair colours, and animated avatars for the chatrooms.
Ari said, “Wait, there’s chatrooms?”
Accessing chatrooms, said the voice of the void. What is your chat flavour?
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