FlyingFresh

Gookgak The little gobbelyn eagerly padded in, already drooling in response to the delicious smells. "Great Borgoana! This place smells amazing! I want to eat everything here." Smaurg hunches down to squeeze his massive frame through the door into the pizzeria. He looks around the room at the clientele and adds in his own rumbling bass, dripping with menace: "I couldn't agree more. Red decor. Easily cleanable floors. Truly, this is the ideal . . . eating establishment."

Gookgak Michael's face cracked into a dementedly massive grin. "Heh. This is good dream! Me is Michael now!" Gookgak-in-Michael's-body (GIMB) scurried to the mirror, and with all the gravity and reverence due the situation, began to display his massive muscles in an exhaustive series of flex poses. "Heh. Me is sexy now!" Hmm, Michael has cute cat lady girlfriend. Me wonder . . . . GIMB burst out of Michael's room, humming a merry gobbelyn melody to himself. A contemplative hero might have taken the opportunity to pop in on his own room to check the status of his own body. GIMB made a beeline straight for Carmen's room. If only he had remembered to put on clothes first. "Knock knock. Anyone home?"

Gookgak "Hey Mattie. Hey Jack. You here too. That nice. Hmm. Wonder what is on TV." Gookgak activates the power switch on the television, but quickly gets distracted by another thought before he even really watches what happens. "Ooh, me wonder if kitchen has any snacks!" He scampers over to the kitchen where he throws open several likely cabinets and opens the fridge.

Gookgak Yup. This guy drew from the Deck of Many Things one too many times and fried his pan. Having briefly studied gobbelyn shamanism in the Warren, Gookgak was all too familiar with the negative psychological effects of too much spellcasting. This guy is mad as a flumph. Maybe me can talk crazy back to him, and buy my friends time to make their saving throws. "Your perception of conflict with this quasi-historical pageant is, like, an illusion, man, based on your failure to transcend the fractious and accept the one true whole, brother." Hopping off Smaurg, Gookgak cast his Mischied Shadow spell, hoping to deprive these rampagers sight of the faire, as well as deprive them of enthusiasm. "You say time is a prison, man. You know what else is a prison? Um . . . . Hmmm . . .. Oh, me know! Pants! Yeah, that's right, pants are a prison too, brother. Liberate yourself from your hypocrisy now, man, by taking off your pants!" Wow, me sure hope friends shake off spell soon. Talking to this guy is exhausting!

Well, at least they can't see, I hope.

My bad. Syntax issue. I meant Selective, not Targeted.

Gookgak The next pulse of vehicle traffic to stream in front of Pizano's comes with a cacophony of honks and curses. Pulling out of the right lane to the curb, Gookgak exits traffic on a wolf the size of a draft horse with evil red eyes. "You all drive like forest gnomes! Oh yeah? Same to you lady, but double!" Gookgak makes one final rude gesture to the departing vehicles and turns to his friends. "Hey guys. What's up?" The little gobbelyn hops down from his mount onto the sidewalk. "By the Talons of Gor, I will feast on maroon Saab lady's entrails ere a fortnight we pass!" Gookgak's summoned warg, Smaurg, adds helpfully to the conversation in a deep, rumbling voice of doom. "Well, pizza first, right Owen? No dessert until you finish your dinner!" Gookgak blows his nose loudly on the sidewalk. "Oh hey look! A manhole! Maybe we can go exploring after we eat. Freedom City has the best sewers! So many mutant crocodiles!"

Well, I think I would like Gookgak to decide Tick Tock Doc has scrambled his brain by casting too many wild magic spells. As much as I was anticipating showcasing Smaurg in this thread, a paralyzed warg is no showcases at all really. So Gookgak will switch his Gobbelyn Tricks array to Mischief Shadow, extending a 100' Radius darkness effect around him, and an 80' Radius Targeted Rank 8 emotion control (despair only) effect to hit only the property damage hippies and tick tock doc. Gookgak will try to find some sort of cover in the darkness, like barrels or crates or something, while he engages tick tock doc in some reflective psychobabble. It's basically an attempt to stop doc and destructo-hippies for a bit while other PCs recover. Smaurg will return to his eternal resting place of the Endless Wastes once Gookgak casts Mischief Shadow. The thing about it is, though, Spore beat Gookgak's Initiative Roll, so shouldn't they get to act first?

Whew! Gookgak would look terrifying full-sized!

Just so folks know, Gookgak is not one of those 4th wall breaking types like Deadpool. He just came from a plane of existence where people use some odd idioms. Like getting inexplicably lucky is referred to as "making a saving throw", imprecise estimates are expressed in terms like "3d8", and people's dispositions are frequently described with terms like "chaotic neutral".

Gookgak Gookgak was enjoying the attention he was getting - like, really enjoying it. Wow! Things seem to have really turned around for Gookgak since coming to Earth! Me king now! And these fools actually believe it. Ha! But all good things come to an end. As the increasingly familiar feel of a paralyzation effect washed over Gookgak, he immediately began to feel sorry for himself. What? Again? More gods? Although Smaurg below him appeared frozen, Gookgak noted that he was not. Hmm. Must have made saving throw. That means it's not gods. Wizards. Gookgak hated fighting wizards. But still, better than gods. The wizard seemed pretty chaotic neutral, at least. He was decrying kings and rulers, and Gookgak found himself really getting behind what he was saying and agreeing with the speech. Then he remembered that he was a king now. "Hmm. That not so good." The wizard cast a summoning spell and conjured what looked to be around 3d8 tribal warriors, although, oddly, unarmed. Well, maybe chaotic evil. It hard to tell. "Um, hey, mister, uh wild magic sorceror, me a little bit confused. First you say down with the man, then you say set you free man. Who is the man? Is the man down or free? Gookgak is not even a man at all . . . "

Does Gookgak still have his Innate gobbelyn physiology powers, like permanent Shrinking, darkvision, wall-crawling, and nauseate and entrapment resistance? I'm going to have Gookgak automatically fail those Knowledge checks, because he just got here from an alternate reality and wouldn't know about any of that stuff.

Gookgak Sure hope these gods are not about to plunge me into an eternal hellscape of horror and torture. I haven't even had lunch yet. Hey, everything is changing! Oh oh! Here it comes, here it comes . . . Gookgak sits blinking in the faux suburban setting. "Hey, this not so bad, right Iris? When did you put that sweater on? Oh wow, look! Me even get toys!" He picks up the tiny men and examines them. "Hey, they even the right color! Cool!" He starts playing with them on the table. "Surrender, Elrond! Gookgak the mighty and his ear-cutters have you surrounded!"

Oh, yeah, I should roll for Smaurg too. Will save: 12 Initiative: 5 Bad dog!

lol, Gookgak actually made his will save with 27! Go figure! He made it up with a bad initiative Roll, though: 16.