>>44757672
>[]Body Fragile:Mind Reaches:Hive Builds

>>44757719
>>44757672
Since im the only voter so far i feel obligated to let you know ill only be here in and out every 50min or so. Not your fault i actually wanna follow this.

sorry

>>44757780
The game will continue and the song is always changing.

>>44757672
Body fragile.

It's good to be back.

>>44757881
Same. Thank you for joining us tonight.

>>44757672
>[]Claws Rend:Flesh Evolves: Consume flesh

>>44757672
>[]Body Fragile:Mind Reaches:Hive Builds

Holy fuck I legitimately thought you died.

>>44758044
Two weeks in the hospital. Laptop didn't make it and almost took the quest with it.

>>44757672
>[]Darkness Hides:Form Shifts:Voice Spreads
I'd go for this one. Others are bound to become typical zombie apocalypse/hivemind thrope

>>44758182
https://twitter.com/Toxo_Para/status/468192566954176515

I seriously thought it was just the flu or something...

>>44757672
>[]Body Fragile:Mind Reaches:Hive Builds

>>44757672
fragile body

>>44757672
>[]Body Fragile:Mind Reaches:Hive Builds
So glad you're alive man.

>>44758224
Expanding into both could be what we do. Telepathy and zombies would be fascinating.

>>44758335
It was, but by then it became had become Pneumonia and I collapsed lung. Was not a good time.

>>44757672
[]Body Fragile:Mind Reaches:Hive Builds

>>44758442
ouch, i feel for ya man

>>44758442
Damn Toxo, I'm glad you got better!

>>32107770
>influenza
>>44758442
Aha I wasn't crazy.

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>[]Body Fragile:Mind Reaches:Hive Builds

Your form convulses. If your trials against the three rivals taught you anything it is that the only trait that matters is Will. No defensive enzyme, no aggressive toxin will save against the determined. How can the raindrop stand against the storm? They are all little motes of dust to you, and now you will be the storm. The carcass of your host, whatever it was, will now serve other needs. Tissue is consumed, organs repurposed and bones dissolved. The mind and your spores. That is all you have ever really needed anyway.

The visions of world, shown through the eyes of weak showed you that there is an entire world to infect and something that knows you lurking down below. Your limbs stretch and body restructures into a form that provides your growing will a perfect home. The stench of hunger filters in granting your enlarged skull the perfect jaw for consuming new hosts as what is left of the hosts internal organs shift to produce an endless cloud of spores. You can feel the miasma as an extension of your mind. The cocoon must be consumed, so you chew your way free and emerge into the world.

The world is colder than you imagined. You aging your new body inside a darkened room, lined with shelves that are filled with endless metal boxes. Your cocoon seems to have been tucked away inside a similar box. Your first steps are shakey and your arms cannot move much before you become winded. Your mind however is practically brimming with instinct. The song you heard among the cells still thrums away inside you. Two sing deeply nearby, three lesser songs scurry in the walls and little notes play among the boxes.

[] Wait in darkness:Ambush prey: Quickly
[] Spread the song: Call the weak:Explore
[] Test the room: Consume all: Grow

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>>44758899
>[] Wait in darkness:Ambush prey: Quickly
Haha time for singing

>>44758899
Are you trying to post from an iShit?

>>44758899
>[] Wait in darkness:Ambush prey: Quickly

>>44758899
>[] Wait in darkness:Ambush prey: Quickly

>>44757672
Welcome back I'll archive dive real quick to remember shit

>>44759876
Wait isn't this the quest where some moral fags were bitching about this being a death battle with children?
If so than cool I thought they scared you away.

>>44759954
Not even close.

We're the Flood.

>>44760002
No, they are exactly correct about the bitching occurring in the previous thread by one moron shocked and appalled that a 'parasite quest' could possibly involve bad things happening to people.

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>>44758899
>[] Wait in darkness:Ambush prey: Quickly

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>[] Wait in darkness:Ambush prey: Quickly

The darkness hides your form and intentions from the songs outside. Your limbs are weak but you only need to strike your prey once. The room floods with light as a door opens with a mechanical hiss. You scurry behind a shelf, sunken eyes peering. Their song is so close now, your spores can taste them. Out of sight for now. Two pairs of footsteps walk into the room, animal mutterings you drink understanding from.

"Bio-sensors picked up some form of contaminant. Likely fungal, but its most likely the rats getting into the cafeteria supplies and some of them spoiling."

"Protocol is protocol Samantha. Can't let some rotten food get the whole base sick. You might be an augment but most of the kids here don't even have a neural uplink."

The smaller form sighs as it takes out some sort of box that begins to shriek. You do not like the box. They begin to sweep the room and approach your spot of birth. They make curious noises as you slip behind the large body. It's flesh gives way beneath your will as your hand plunges into the source of it's song, parting flesh and bone as if it were air. The body quickly changes it's melody to one that harmonizes with your own. You let your trophy slump to the ground before the smaller one with the box notices.

"Ted...you stopped talking. What's...oh shit...oh shit what happened?! Did a box fall on you? Ted wake up! Wake UP!! Shitshitshitshit..." The smaller one is panicking. You linger in the shadows. The new body will take some time to attune into your control, but what of the small one with the shrieking box? The Song calls.

[] Consume:Fest:The Mass hungers
[] Infiltrate:Collect:Two puppets to dance
[] Capture:Converse:Lie

>>44760162
Forgot the trip

>>44759954
One of the rival parasites was made with the soul of a child yes.

>>44760162
>[] Capture:Converse:Lie

>>44760162
>[] Consume:Fest:The Mass hungers

Oh boy here we go.

>>44760162
>[] Infiltrate:Collect:Two puppets to dance
Want to learn about this 'augment' the meat has.

And best way is to get first hand experience digging into it.

>>44760162
>[] Consume:Fest:The Mass hungers
If they are actually stronger than the large one, capture may be too hard.

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>>44760002
>Spore Quest will never come back from college

>>44760465
I miss spore quest

>>44760178
Toxo, I also thought you died. Honestly relieved to see this up! Can't remember off the top of my head, but are you still in Uni?

>[]Consume:Feast:The Mass Hungers

Will be around for an hour or two. Have class early, but I'll catch up in the morning.

>>44761053
This is made with the assumption that consume allows us to also "consume" part of the targets DNA, rather than turning them into an extension of our will, though I know it should be a bit vague.

>>44760162
>[] Consume:Fest:The Mass hungers

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>[] Consume:Feast:The Mass hungers

Celebration! A new voice enters the song and soon both of your forms will feed. You reach out with your will and make the body twitch. The sudden movement startles the lesser form. Woman. The word comes to you over the song. You can only hear one word. CONSUME. The woman is shaking your body, leaking salt water. Tears. It is enough time to slip behind her and strike. Weakness will not be tolerated within the Song.

You can feel it through your arms as you grasp the woman. There is hidden strength in her limbs. Speed too. She is almost fast enough, not not enough. You jaw unhinges as unnatural teeth clamp around her skull and crush down. Your mouth is filled with the taste of strange flesh, metal and false blood. There is the song there, but it sings in waters unknown. There is still meat stuck to metal. Your second body rises and joins in communion upon it's former partner. Song fragments enter the melody.

Samantha had cancer. Rapidly growing and inert to most treatments. It had not reached her brain yet and so the radical option was taken. Limbs, organs, bones. Some tissue was saved. Not enough for dreams. Dreams that you are currently chewing on. Dreams that now serve the Song. A strange compulsion overcomes you. Having eaten enough you feel as if you could do...something. The mass of metal and flesh in your stomach roils with promise.

[]Build Nest:Safety:Raise Throne
[]Evolve Self:Adapt Body: Metal and Flesh
[]Raise Champion:Change Servant:Fuse Songs

>>44761412
>[]Evolve Self:Adapt Body: Metal and Flesh

>>44761412
>[]Evolve Self:Adapt Body: Metal and Flesh
adapt and evolve

>>44761412
>[]Evolve Self:Adapt Body: Metal and Flesh

>>44761412
>[]Raise Champion:Change Servant:Fuse Songs
Seeing as everyone's pickin' my first choice, figured I'd give my second one a shot.

Not that I mind infectious, consuming metallic zombies.

>>44761412
>[]Raise Champion:Change Servant:Fuse Songs
You seem to be posting slower than 8 months ago.

>>44762014
I haven't posted for over two years, just trying to give people time.

>>44762224
Oh right.

20 months ago still isn't over two years though.

>>44761412
[]Raise Champion:Change Servant:Fuse Songs

Tied between Champion and Evolve.
Next vote closes.

>>44761412
>[]Evolve Self:Adapt Body: Metal and Flesh

uh, I totally forgot about this thread. It's been like two years, Christ.

>>44762742
Evolve it is

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>[]Evolve Self:Adapt Body: Metal and Flesh

You have a suitable puppet to explore this place. To alter it's flesh is to trigger detection. The augment's body calls though. You are fragile, she was fragile. Weakness of flesh can be purified with the machine and the machine can be purified with the Song. You will make everything sing the Song. But first you must silence that terrible screaming box.

As your Prime Host's teeth finish consuming the metallic host you feel something churn within your gut. Tissue liquefies back into fungal spores as new tendrils surge and strengthen with conductive threads. Electronics merge with flesh as your song reaches past the biological and into the electromagnetic. A new world opens to your collective mind and soon you are able to swim easily within worlds of meat and metal and your limbs gain strength and toughness without the sacrifice of precious fungal materials.

You hear your puppet connect over the new tone in the Song. It seems he too has some of the strange metal organs within him. A device that allows the limited and small human creatures to swim in the electrical sea sits at the base of his skull. You feel as if you can command your puppet over larger distances than just the fungal Song allowed.

Traits gained:
[Cybernetic Limb Augmentations]
[Wireless Connectivity]
[+1 Puppet]

The transformation is tiring and the puppet informs you that others will come looking. The puppet looks to you for direction as you simply trill through strange vocal pipes. More voices for the song. The Yellow Father will be found and the world consumed. Joyful is the Mass. The Song continues.

----------------------Game Paused----------------------------


Thank you all for playing tonight! Please follow https://twitter.com/toxo_para for up-to date news and game times. Again, sorry for the nearly 20 month delay. I will be running hopefully twice a week when work permits!

>>44763146
Thanks for running Toxo, have a good one.

>>44757672
Glad to see this again. Will catch up once I have more time.