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I support the godly magazine idea, and hope that Eld can serve as mix of town crier and incredibly deadpan game show host in some sections. Also, for some odd reason, he will also make appearance when it comes to godly fashion tips, for even if he is grim reaper he will be the most bishounen god there is. Just you wait
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Damn you and your comprehensive understanding of synergistic tactics. :|
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There were other programs that were deleted, but they either go quietly or spend the rest of their existence sitting around babbling about causality. Smith's different. He gets deleted and he's like "Hell no, I'm staying. And I'll steal your kernel privileges and spam copies of myself onto every last thing on the hard disk. How d'you like that?"
instead of looking for prey let's go eat the charred remains(if everything wasn't destroyed by the fire) and evolving heat resistance sounds like a fine idea.
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This is the thief who likes to hoard,
That loves the bard with the puppet Lord
That admires the fighter with the green-hilted sword,
That employs the Wizard, whose bird is ignored,
That has the gender unexplored
That intrigues the Halfling, usually bored,
That slew a mountain of the goblin horde,
That follows the cleric,
That serves the lich,
That seeks the gate,
That guards the snarl,
That lives in the prison the gods built.
What will happen when the fires spread across the lands and burn all of our prey? We need to be able to spit *Gasp* Water, I'm positive our cells like their food medium rare. Kidding aside, we need to be able to contain these types of things to an area we are fine with, water or removing the air is probably the only way we could do things like that (Or use the bones of our prey as make-shift hammers smashing the fires so they stop) I don't know anything like that, I'll search the front page for it.
Anyways Supporting Heat Resistance AND Evolve Spit Saliva Is our saliva water-like? I can't find anything on that, if so Go back up and spit saliva all over the place to put out the fire
May the age of Water (Read:Yucky Cell Spit Stuff) and Fire begin our species dominance.
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Your species actually already has Heat Resistance, you've just never seen fire before.
The soft orange glow from the surface gradually darkens into a blackness clouding out your blue star. Your nest slowly recovers, as many Naargal begin to leave their cowering holes and resume working at the nest. Soon you find that your loyal pack has returned to you, and, despite the growing sense of fear emanating from above, you four venture upward into the dark world above, and find something shocking.
A thick cloud of black particles has been released into the air, making it extremely hard for your primitive lungs to find hydrogen and oxygen in the thin fluid above the Solarian. It has also hampered your vision, and you can barely see your Naargal comrades, who are just behind you. Still, you manage to use the water and the air and work your way toward what you think may be the direction of the shoreline, when you find the thin Crept swampland is more than worse for wear.
To the edge of your vision line, in this smoky fog that is, every Crept has been either charred black or has simply crumbled into ash. This ash has mixed with the water and mud, creating a hot, syrupy surface in the area. Small embers still give off orange flames on the floor. The sight is ghastly, but there is an upside.
One of the Naargal in your pack begins to sift around in the ash, creating a thin white cloud in the smoke, and lets out a small yelp. It appears that it has found the charred body of a Grape, who without the Crepts around, perished in the flame. Hungrily, you manage to break off the charred, nutrient bare shell of the creature with your tentacles and tusks, and hungrily consume the cooked creature.
You have made a startling discovery. A creature that has been cooked in this way not only tastes many times better than a raw creature, but also appears to be easier to digest and produce more energy. You feel a sudden jump-start in your evolutionary juices as the easily consumable creature is filtered through you. Soon several other burnt Grapes are found, and you feel their energy being put to good use.
Slowly, you find your cellular structure multiplying and growing. You feel immense pressure as your exoskeleton cracks and eventually falls off as you grow. But then your membrane begins to harden again, and in the end, your small group of Naargal has not only become larger, but more resilient as well.
You have 11 Health
You have 8 Stomach
You have 8 Endurance
You have 2 DNA
I've noticed that these updates may not be coming often enough. I'll try to post here more often.
I think we should work with our squad to drag up Crepts out of the water and build a base on the surface. We can use the ash/water misture as glue.
if we can't do that let's explore
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Originally Posted by Nerd-o-rama
There were other programs that were deleted, but they either go quietly or spend the rest of their existence sitting around babbling about causality. Smith's different. He gets deleted and he's like "Hell no, I'm staying. And I'll steal your kernel privileges and spam copies of myself onto every last thing on the hard disk. How d'you like that?"
How about we do Spit Saliva? That's water and if we can put out fires with it. That way after making our Ash/Water Glue stuff we can then put out the fire from incenerating everything, Burn, Spit, Salvage, Repeat. Evolve Spit Saliva Sixthening Goser
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False Update I made up to compensate for everything:
Elan Sings a Bardic Song and summons a meteor to Planet Agaman. EVERYONE DIES
Nothings happened here folks just run along and do studies on Spore Evolution.
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Originally Posted by Nerd-o-rama
There were other programs that were deleted, but they either go quietly or spend the rest of their existence sitting around babbling about causality. Smith's different. He gets deleted and he's like "Hell no, I'm staying. And I'll steal your kernel privileges and spam copies of myself onto every last thing on the hard disk. How d'you like that?"
After you're satiated with the tasty cooked meat of the many fallen Grapes, your mind suddenly reaches an idea. On the surface, not only could you have an escape method to underwater predators, but you could dominate both the land and sea as a species, if only you had a nest.
(Die results for the Social attempt: 3, 2, 5, 3)
(Yes, I'm still rolling for your events.)
Returning with your small pack of newly enlarged Naargal, you enter your nest from your air to water tube and search around. Releasing a series of complicated squeaks and gestures, your pack begins to grow. First attracting a slightly pale, weak Naargal, then slowly moving up to much stronger ones. At one point you're certain that the entire nest is moving in a horde, following your pheromonal particle trail, but then it begins to subside. First the call of an abandoned juvenile tears away one of you, then another group forgets who they're following and wander off.
In the end, you're left with the same three loyal Naargal that have stuck with you for so long, but the hopes of moving the Crepts out with only the four of you have been crushed. Perhaps the Naargal simply aren't smart enough to follow you, or perhaps they lack the inter-connectivity that comes with a better Tactics score, or it could be something much worse.
Suddenly, a select group of partucularily large Naargal turns and separates from the swarming mass of Naargal departing the area. Four Naargal, moving as a closely connected group such as yours approach you. One swims forth and slams his tusks and horn on the walls and floor, shouting loudly and releasing commands such as "MY NEST" and "YOU LEAVE NOW", an obvious territorial display. This new leader may explain the disinterest in following you.
Tell the guy off, Tell your people of how you have found a new food resource but only those brave enough to come, Raise Morale.
If we can EVOLVE SPIT SALIVA!
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