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Topic	CYOA: You are Merlin the Muscle Wizard (v2)
nikko004 05/02/21 6:21:25 AM #154:	Terry falls unconscious immediately. Lye shoots out a lot of blood from her nose, as she breathes like the bellows of a forge. She can barely keep her vision, nor could she really support her body even on all fours. And yet. Her gut instinct was to wave again at the golem. The golem continues to block. But after a bit, it gives up its free arm to wave back. The fist vaporizes it. A tear flows out of her eye before she fully passes out. Silence. And then, the crowd erupts louder than ever. The announcers jaw drops. The lady stands up from her throne, stepping forward and shoving the announcer aside. She grabs the magic megaphone from him, then pulls down her hood, revealing her magnificent face, a crown...and elongated, pointed ears. You caught my attention. She snaps her fingers, raising a hand-shaped rock to carry the students back to the wall, and lowering the vine cage. I am Queen DuVaine. Consider my personal introduction an honor. You glance at the two students, relieved that theyre still alive. Your faith in them was not misplaced. You then step forward. I am Merlin. Consider my personal introduction, uh, common courtesy. She laughs. Oho, so youre Merlin? The one who invented that Named Spell just now? Youre telling me a mana-less oaf like you created one of the most powerful class of magic? She stomps her foot, whipping her long flowing green hair a bit. Preposterous! I dont like frauds, Merlin. But you know what I do like? Snap of her fingers. A towering stone golem emerges from the ground in front of Merlin, raising to over 6 times his size. The Queen laughs. A good fight. If you thought the mini-golem was tough, then I can only wish you-- FIST. you yell, smashing the giant golem into mere pebbles with your Chi-infused punch. The crowd is stunned. So is the Queen, dropping the magic megaphone. She picks it up again and clears her throat. You...What. Was. That. You cross your arms. Magic. She grinds her teeth. Do NOT play me for a fool, Merlin. Ive honed the art of Golems for decades! And all it takes to destroy that is your magic?! You scratch your beard. Uhhh...yes? A vein pops from her forehead. No mercy for you then. She kneels and places her palms against the platform floor, creating a large magic circle. She then mumbles at the speed of light. Zenith-class: Big Ass Golem! The ground shakes, stumbling most of the crowd. You stand stoically in the mountainous face of the golem rising from the ground. It towers all the way to the sky, nearly 50 times your size. The crowd cheers it on. The Queen cackles. No mercy at all! Big Ass Golem, crush him!-- FIST!!! you throw a hook into its foot. It raises up the foot, like it stubbed a toe, and shrieks in a deep rumbling voice before being disintegrated into dirt. The crowd is stunned once more. The Queen falls to her knees, panting. Is this...a joke?! Has all my research been for naught?! She punches the floor many times in a tantrum, then snaps her fingers again. A pillar is raised to the edge of the platform. She steps unto it, then lowers the pillar. You crack your knuckles. So, you DO have the resolve to face me directly. But, and pardon me for asking, how is it that you dont need to chant? I havent seen a magic circle from you until just then. She kneels, biting her thumb until it bleeds. She then presses it into the floor, creating a red magic circle. The entire outer edge of the arena glows red, giving clarity to what the strange lines near the wall really were. Gundilf runs to the students, holding them close. Shit...the whole arena...was a magic circle?! Your eyes widen as you see the blood flow out to her circles, creating a star-shaped formation. What are you doing?! You musnt resort to the taboo of Curses just for a petty skirmish-- A shockwave continuously erupts from her as the circle gets more complete, knocking you back a bit and preventing you from advancing. This is no petty skirmish, Merlin. I challenge you to a Wizard Battle! She cackles with increasing insanity. This whole arena has been loaded up with the blood of dead combatants, Merlin! Sir Gundilf is only half right--this isnt just some sick shit for the crowd...its a grave to push the limits of magic! The circle is loaded with its final symbol, causing red lightning to crackle out of it. And push it I will. She stands up and holds her hand forward, raising her staff from underground. She slams it into the circle. It glows with maximum intensity. Named-spell: DuVaine The Rock Dragon. The whole arena is engulfed in red light. When vision returns, youre greeted with a giant winged lizard that looks like an animated statue. Though, this statue is lined with bloody veins all around its body. Embedded in its chest is the Queens face. Her eyes are bloodshot and strained. Gundilfs jaw drops. It cant be...the legends are real? You glare into her deranged eyes. She cackles. Thats right. This is the pinnacle of golem magic, Merlin! Recreating the first wizards to exist...the Dragon! She points to Lye. And thanks to the potent blood of that girl over there, she was the final piece I needed! She should be honored! You tilt your neck left and right to stretch it. And you should be ashamed. You dash forward, winding up a punch. FIST-- You throw your punch forward, but she wacks you with her tail, knocking you into the wall. However, the impact of your fist still did something; her veins send out a single pump of blood from the point of impact, converging to her head where she coughs up blood. You peel yourself off the wall...wiping the blood from your cheek. Gundilf tenses up. No way... You shake the blood off your hand. As I thought...Chi is useless in the face of a Curse. Thanks for the confirmation, Madam DuVaine. A) Take off the hat (no holds barred) B) Keep it on (mercy) --- How to open a door, Step one: https://imgur.com/EWKRS <cite>nikko004 posted [p:953465610] in CYOA: You ... [t:79312580]...</cite> <quote>Terry falls unconscious immediately. Lye shoots out a lot of blood from her nose, as she breathes like the bellows of a forge. She can barely keep her vision, nor could she really support her body even on all fours. And yet. Her gut instinct was to wave again at the golem. The golem continues to block. But after a bit, it gives up its free arm to wave back. The fist vaporizes it. A tear flows out of her eye before she fully passes out. Silence. And then, the crowd erupts louder than ever. The announcers jaw drops. The lady stands up from her throne, stepping forward and shoving the announcer aside. She grabs the magic megaphone from him, then pulls down her hood, revealing her magnificent face, a crown...and elongated, pointed ears. You caught my attention. She snaps her fingers, raising a hand-shaped rock to carry the students back to the wall, and lowering the vine cage. I am Queen DuVaine. Consider my personal introduction an honor. You glance at the two students, relieved that theyre still alive. Your faith in them was not misplaced. You then step forward. I am Merlin. Consider my personal introduction, uh, common courtesy. She laughs. Oho, so youre Merlin? The one who invented that Named Spell just now? Youre telling me a mana-less oaf like you created one of the most powerful class of magic? She stomps her foot, whipping her long flowing green hair a bit. Preposterous! I dont like frauds, Merlin. But you know what I do like? Snap of her fingers. A towering stone golem emerges from the ground in front of Merlin, raising to over 6 times his size. The Queen laughs. A good fight. If you thought the mini-golem was tough, then I can only wish you-- FIST. you yell, smashing the giant golem into mere pebbles with your Chi-infused punch. The crowd is stunned. So is the Queen, dropping the magic megaphone. She picks it up again and clears her throat. You...What. Was. That. You cross your arms. Magic. She grinds her teeth. Do NOT play me for a fool, Merlin. Ive honed the art of Golems for decades! And all it takes to destroy that is your magic?! You scratch your beard. Uhhh...yes? A vein pops from her forehead. No mercy for you then. She kneels and places her palms against the platform floor, creating a large magic circle. She then mumbles at the speed of light. Zenith-class: Big Ass Golem! The ground shakes, stumbling most of the crowd. You stand stoically in the mountainous face of the golem rising from the ground. It towers all the way to the sky, nearly 50 times your size. The crowd cheers it on. The Queen cackles. No mercy at all! Big Ass Golem, crush him!-- FIST!!! you throw a hook into its foot. It raises up the foot, like it stubbed a toe, and shrieks in a deep rumbling voice before being disintegrated into dirt. The crowd is stunned once more. The Queen falls to her knees, panting. Is this...a joke?! Has all my research been for naught?! She punches the floor many times in a tantrum, then snaps her fingers again. A pillar is raised to the edge of the platform. She steps unto it, then lowers the pillar. You crack your knuckles. So, you DO have the resolve to face me directly. But, and pardon me for asking, how is it that you dont need to chant? I havent seen a magic circle from you until just then. She kneels, biting her thumb until it bleeds. She then presses it into the floor, creating a red magic circle. The entire outer edge of the arena glows red, giving clarity to what the strange lines near the wall really were. Gundilf runs to the students, holding them close. Shit...the whole arena...was a magic circle?! Your eyes widen as you see the blood flow out to her circles, creating a star-shaped formation. What are you doing?! You musnt resort to the taboo of Curses just for a petty skirmish-- A shockwave continuously erupts from her as the circle gets more complete, knocking you back a bit and preventing you from advancing. This is no petty skirmish, Merlin. I challenge you to a Wizard Battle! She cackles with increasing insanity. This whole arena has been loaded up with the blood of dead combatants, Merlin! Sir Gundilf is only half right--this isnt just some sick shit for the crowd...its a grave to push the limits of magic! The circle is loaded with its final symbol, causing red lightning to crackle out of it. And push it I will. She stands up and holds her hand forward, raising her staff from underground. She slams it into the circle. It glows with maximum intensity. Named-spell: DuVaine The Rock Dragon. The whole arena is engulfed in red light. When vision returns, youre greeted with a giant winged lizard that looks like an animated statue. Though, this statue is lined with bloody veins all around its body. Embedded in its chest is the Queens face. Her eyes are bloodshot and strained. Gundilfs jaw drops. It cant be...the legends are real? You glare into her deranged eyes. She cackles. Thats right. This is the pinnacle of golem magic, Merlin! Recreating the first wizards to exist...the Dragon! She points to Lye. And thanks to the potent blood of that girl over there, she was the final piece I needed! She should be honored! You tilt your neck left and right to stretch it. And you should be ashamed. You dash forward, winding up a punch. FIST-- You throw your punch forward, but she wacks you with her tail, knocking you into the wall. However, the impact of your fist still did something; her veins send out a single pump of blood from the point of impact, converging to her head where she coughs up blood. You peel yourself off the wall...wiping the blood from your cheek. Gundilf tenses up. No way... You shake the blood off your hand. As I thought...Chi is useless in the face of a Curse. Thanks for the confirmation, Madam DuVaine. A) Take off the hat (no holds barred) B) Keep it on (mercy) --- How to open a door, Step one: https://imgur.com/EWKRS</quote> ... Copied to Clipboard!
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