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Ever since you were little you’ve dreamed of being a supervillain. Finally, you attain a supernatural gift, but it’s not at all what you want. You have the ability to put blessings on people. Now you must get a little creative with your gift to achieve your nefarious dream.
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My brain tried to convinced me I was just looking into a wild fun house mirror, until all of my bodies started moving of their own volition. ... " hey everyone..."
" Is that correct English or is it just ' Hey me' maybe ' Hey my selves'? " I rolled my eyes seeing my childlike inquisition taken literal form.
"...yo we fucked up" the tone was familiar, it's the one I took when I was on a short fuse with a lot of passive-aggression without the passive. He clearly claimed my testosterone
" It hasn't even been a minute yet. Give us all a minute to get to know each other " Ah optimism, looking at my own gleeful smile was a highlight among all the new experience I was having between my other halves.
" Each other or ourselves?"
" Shut it dick you knew what he meant."
One of me was trying to make himself look small and scurried over to another me with posture far too relaxed for this situation. They began cuddling while the anxious one whispered something into chill me's ear. " I'm guessing I'm the melancholic one among us, or at least the most apathetic, I suggest we talk our way out of this room as fast as possible. There is no way we can all coexist in this confined space for long."
As in sync as one could be with themselves, a me that seemed to be doing a gorilla impression yanked a portion of piping out of the wall as he climbed to the top of the 20 foot ceiling.
"He will die first" yet another me joining in the conversation. I didn't think I had enough cold logic I'm my head ro make a person out of, but if there was anyone running on emotionless calculations it was him.
" what makes you say that?"
" because he is operating without fear who is currently trying to break the door lock" the sound of a electrical discharge sends fearful me jolting back with a snapped look to logic me. With a face that said ' et tu brute '
" hand, this is getting out of it"
" Why must you talk like that?"
*monkey noises
" Anyone gunna stop me if I kill the animal in us? "
" arent you and him almost the same person?"
" Fuck you! Were nothing alike"
" I just want to go home"
" Home is where the heart is, and right now that is in your chest. And his. And his. And his "
" anyone wondering why with all this tech they couldn't fix our noses? Seriously "
" 10 of the same people are about to hit an existential crisis in unison and you're worried about noses?"
" 7. Three of us are dead "
All conversation stopped to look at the three bodies. One was still in the same position we all woke up in, the other seemed to have fallen off bedside ledge. The third also remained motionless like the first, but was.... what looked to be burning from the inside out. No source of flame. Just the crinkle and cracks of a body being torched. What's more is he was smiling. What this meant for the rest of us no one knew. All at once a migraine impacted our skulls. My skulls.
" Take a deep breath "
Then there was darkness.
Your entire identity has been chosen as the experiment for splitting up a human conscience and putting each fragment into a body similar to yours. After the experiment, you wake up and see 10 awake bodies that look similar to you. Describe the interactions between each personality of you.
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Should be fun. Might add it to a game show concept
‘A glimmering blue tonic is set in a crystalline glass before you. The bartender, a fire genasi with a charming smile, informs you that this is his signature drink. Made from the powder of a Slaad’s crystal, he says. You can’t help but find his name, Havic, oddly fitting as he reads off a list of possible side effects. It doesn’t matter that he insists his name is spelled with an i rather than o. ‘
A Wild-Magic-like potion created by the wizard character of yours truly. Drink at your own risk!
Artwork by 000Fesbra000. He does a lot of impressive fantasy artwork, check out his page!
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