Good.

GE21
You try to start the plane, and it just won't start. Maybe it needs a new battery?

GE28
So you take the bow out into the woods to hunt for something. You're not finding much of anything. But then you put your foot down into a gopher hole. You fall in, lodging your right leg up to the knee and you can't seem to pull it out. You're stuck.

What do you mean Bummer? You powered the whole airport for 2 hours on a gallon of pee!!!!
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Resisting the urge to panic, I breathe out a quick prayer for aid, and then feel my hands down on both sides of my ankle seeking obstructions.
Check for constrictd spaces.

GE17

You can only get one hand about halfway down the hole. About halfway down your calf. And you have to wiggle and squirm to do that. The hole is small. Your foot feels like it's pointed downward. Toes down, and your toes and your heel are lodged against the sides of the hole. It doesn't feel like it's cutting off circulation, but it hurts like the son of a motherless camel.



And you feel the device that Samantha gave you to call Magehammer in your pocket, poking your thigh uncomfortably.
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That feels like a hint from Above, and it would be rude and stupid to say 'no thanks' to a hint after asking for help.  I reach in, and call MH.

So you push The Button and you'd swear the exact moment the plunger makes contact, both Samantha and Magehammer are standing over you.

Magehammer "Sorry it took so long. We stopped for a snack on the way."

And you can tell he's being sarcastic.

Samantha is in a practical white skirt and blouse. She's not the Old Woman or the hot 18 year old. She looks early to mid 40s. About your age. She's still quite beautiful. Very much the MILF.

Samantha bends down in a motherly/nursing gesture. She asks "Are you okay Erik?"

And Magehammer laughs a little and says "What seems to be the problem? Got your foot caught in a gopher hole? I've done that before. Welcome to The Wilderness my friend."

He finds it funny, but he sympathizes.

OOC) Gonna let you reply before they get you out.

(Doing Therapy)
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"Yes, a little faster next time." I murmur in response after I get over the surprise.  I do have Samantha's example from last time to calm me.

"Generally speaking, I'm doing just fine, Samantha.  Specifically, I'm stuck. I feel a bit embarrassed to ask help for something so small...."  Then I think, well, the Almighty wanted me to, so maybe its more than I thought.  On that thought, I decide to stop telling them I'm embarrassed.  The Boss knows what He's doing.

I smile at Magehammer.

Samantha took the form of a woman about your age. Her hair is still mostly brown, but with hints of gray here and there. She's a bit wrinkled, but still quite beautiful.

Samantha says timidly "Mister Magehammer, um, you know that favor I was asking you about? Do you think now would be a good time for that?"

Magehammer bows with a flourish and says "Anything for you Sambina."

And he pulls out his hammer and waves it over you. The world tastes purple for a moment and you cease to exist. When you open your eyes, you are standing in the doorway of a fancy as all get out restaurant. Like a Ten Star on a scale of five stars. You feel clean, like you've just gotten out of the shower. You are wearing a black formal tuxedo. It's easily the single most comfortable article of clothing you've ever had on your body. It fits you perfectly everywhere. So comfortably you almost can't feel it at all. Looking down, you see your reflection in the black dress shoes you're wearing. Also the most comfortable shoes you've ever worn.

Samantha is standing in front of you. It would have taken a professional hours to do her hair and makeup. She's wearing a red formal evening gown which looks silky smooth. She really does look like an angel.

Magehammer is wearing a formal waiter's uniform. His hair and beard are neatly trimmed. He gestures to a table in the middle of restaurant and invites you to sit down. The table is covered by a soft tablecloth and has 2 candles burning on it, and more forks and spoons than you can count.

Samantha takes you by the hand and says "I've never been on a date before."

OOC) You just love putting me in weird situations. Now it's My Turn Buddy!!!!!!!

(Doing Therapy)

She is so not going to like this.

I can be very polite, and completely uninterested all at once.  Had a girl drag me out on the dance floor once, and well, she never did that again.

"I see." I frown.  "Let's eat then."
And I make my way to the table, stand calmly waiting with a kinda bored expression on my face as I wait to sit Samantha, and then dive into the menu with not a care at all for Samantha.  I put her from my mind, and console myself that at least I should get a real nice meal out of this.

Steak, peppercorn with blue cheese, medium.
Shrimp, spiced with pepper (me like pepper).
Baked potato with bacon and cheese and butter and sour cream.
Green beans with bacon. Well cooked.
Coke and a lot of it.
Yogurt parfait for desert.

Magehammer is of course playing the role of the waiter. He's very professional. He pulls out chairs and seats both of you. He takes your order and asks Samantha what she wants. She says "I'd like to try Chilean Sea bass and a lobster tail. And for dessert, a hot fudge brownie sundae. And champagne. I want to try champagne."

Magehammer "Most excellent choices."

And he places a covered silver platter in front of you. Lifting the lid, it's got everything except your dessert on it. He places another platter in front of Samantha. Everything except her dessert. Whilst you're eating, you notice that you don't get full. It's not that you're still hungry, you're just satisfied. You get the feeling you could continue eating this food all day and be satisfied and never be too full to continue eating. He wants you to enjoy it. Getting overstuffed would detract from that. And of course everything is perfect. It's the best steak, best shrimp, best everything you've ever had. And your glass of Coke never goes empty. You chug and chug and chug, and the liquid level never drops a centimeter.

Cautiously, Samantha says "Do you like this Erik? It's my first date. I was 8 years old when I became a verser. I've never had a boyfriend, never even been kissed. I know you were married and all of that but, I don't know. The opportunity was there and well....."

She seems a bit embarrassed by it. It seems like to her it was a great idea on paper, not so great when you get to actually doing it.

Then the dessert courses are presented. You're not too full to eat every bite.

OOC) And I'm gonna stop there. It's not over yet, but I don't want to go too far.
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"Why don't we try to find you someone, Samantha?" I have a sudden flash of thought, and decide to shift to gentle mode.  "You know magic, and well, I've been praying and seeing clearer answers to prayer than I'm used too.  I've had answers before, and I've had help before, but here it seems more obvious."

I ask MH for paper and pen.

With one hand, I'm eating desert, and with the other hand, I'm sketching up the prototypical semi ideal guy for Samantha.
1. Taller.
2. Immortal.
3. Powerful wizard (she needs someone she will respect).

"I wonder if MH can find you a guy, or summon one.  Or....maybe I can pray God to open a way here....after much fasting, which obviously does not start tonight."

Samantha smiles broadly and says "I appreciate that Erik. But don't trouble yourself with it. This is, for lack of a better word, a practice date. And I thought you might like a break from all the work you've been doing. Don't worry about me."

And then MH says "What is on the agenda for the remainder of the evening? Perhaps sir would like to take the lady dancing?" And you turn around and there's a ballroom complete with a full classical orchestra for music. "Or perhaps a film would be more to sir's liking?" And you turn around and you're looking at a drive in movie theater with a single 69 Mustang convertible parked there. "Anything is possible. What is sir's preference?"

It seems now you can take this "Date" in whatever direction you'd like to go. All you need to do is tell MH. Just don't end it yet or you'll break Samantha's heart.
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To this, Samantha, a little giggly from the champagne says "If I wanted a guy like that, I'd date Mister Magehammer." And then turns to him and says "No offense Mister Magehammer."

"None taken." He says.

(Doing Therapy)

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I shake my head.

"That's almost certainly what you do really want, at least over the long term.  Its inherent in being a woman."  And then I frown even further, which I realize just makes t hings worse.  I'm being quietly arrogant which women find attractive.

I give MH a bonechilling stare, which I'm aware is not going to impress him, but he will hopefully get the message and stop playing about.

"Hangliding. Separate hangliders."

Then with frost covering me...

"We can cruise thru the sky as a group."  I can't make myself be more polite than that.  I can feel my shadow side oozing out of its cage, and my manner has gone from polite to ice.

Samantha Int check 30 failure.
MH int check 33 failure.

MH "Nah, hang gliding ain't nothing compared to The Real Thing. You kids have a good time. Don't worry, you can't get hurt."

Samantha "That sounds like fun."

And he waves his arm in a sweeping circular motion and vanishes. You're now sitting at the table, looking at a Grand Canyon-like cliff and two red hang gliders.

Samantha "Do you know how to do this Erik?"

(Doing Therapy)

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Eric Int check 13 (Almost forgot the most important person!!!)

All of a sudden you realize that Samantha is NOT in love with you in any way shape or form. Her intention was just to show you a good time, under the guise of calling it a "Date". Semantics really. If not for the word "Date" would you have dinner and go hang gliding with Samantha? If the answer is "Yes" then forget about the "Date" part. More than anything, this is supposed to be two friends having a good time.

Hope that melts some of the ice.

(Doing Therapy)
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"No, but it can't be too hard." I say, and really I've seen it, and read about it, and I think its not that hard, and Oh boy....I get in the hang glider, and nearly screaming in terror go over the edge.

My realization cools my rising temper, but still ordinarily it would take a day or two to bring me back, but, sheer terror might cure me quicker.

The hang gliders have cloth pouches I guess that you're supposed to get into. As soon as you touch the glider, the tuxedo you're wearing changes into clothing more appropriate to the setting. A hang gliding suit. Samantha too. You get into the pouch and you run towards the edge of the cliff. And you fall.

Straight down. Falling. The ground is rushing up at you at 100 miles per hour. There's nothing you can do about it.

That is one sharp outcropping of rocks down there. That's gonna hurt when you hit it!!!!

Still falling. The outcropping of rocks is getting bigger and bigger. It's ten feet from your face.

And then the glider inexplicably pulls up. You feel a warm thermal updraft like the palm of God's hand lifting the glider. It pulls up and you level out. You're flying maybe 20 feet off the ground. You can almost hear Magehammer laughing at you. He told you you couldn't get hurt.

And then another thermal hits you, and you rise higher and higher. Looking over, you see Samantha flying parallel to you. She waves and hoots for joy.

You fly and circle. It really is exhilarating. For a moment, you almost forget that you are mad at Samantha.

And after a suitable amount of time, you land. It just lands for you. Your feet hit the ground and you have no trouble stopping it. A few minutes later, Samantha lands next to you. Shes screaming for joy. "THAT WAS AMAZING!!!!!! Let's go again!!!!"

And looking out, you're staring at another Grand Canyon style cliff. Looking up, you see the one you jumped off of vanish. It's like you're going down an infinite flight of stairs.

"You go on, I've had enough excitement for now."  And I walk away to reflect on what has happened, and what I've seen.  Its clear that MH is astoundingly powerful, even by my outlandish notions of such, and its clear he has some wisdom along with whim.

I could just stay here, and obviously spend the next hundred years learning from him of all the things he can teach me.  I'm a bit leary of that because I'm so totally in MH's power.  If he has a bad hair day, and decides to take it out on me, what exactly am I going to do to stop him?

The only thing I could do is beg God for mercy.

Granted, thats a bit unfair seeing as he's shown no such tendencies.

I continue deep in thought, and don't notice the hole in the ground.  Its not the fall that kills you...its the sudden stop.  There's a moment of shock and recognition, and then....

OOC: And on to the next world, please.  One with no supercharacters too.

Da Rulezzz say to suicide, you need a difficult willpower check, and you rolled a 7.

So you step off the cliff. Remember that sharp outcropping of rocks? You'd swear one split you right in the butt.

Thou art dead.

OOC) Can you start the thread? Eric in Paintball World. Gonna be tough to run it without supercharacters. I've gotten so used to using them.

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Making a comparison here. I find it strange that you trust God, whom you've never seen, when you are just as much at His mercy; but not Magehammer, whom you've met, and who has done nothing but show you benevolence and tried to train you. You've probably blamed God for more bad things than you could blame Magehammer for. I find that strange.

Its not a bad point. Part of it is trust.

Part is God is supposed to be Good, the very definition of it.  And I know, no matter how nice a human, they're still massively messed up.

I can't start a thread.

Okay, define "Supercharacter". In the zombie world, you've got a crazy Amish farmer with 2@10 strength and expert ability with axes and sledgehammers as melee weapons. But he's a mortal human. Is he a "supercharacter"?

Or what about a female verser (Not Samantha) with professional bow and Katana sword skill, but with limited magic and psionics? Is she a supercharacter?

And what about a supervillain? Paintball world (normally) runs with a supervillain. What do you think of those?

And most importantly, are you mad at me for anything? I'm 99% sure you're not, but there's that pesky 1%.
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Also, feedback here. What did I do right? Wrong? What could I have done better? What needs to improve? I'm starting to think maybe, just maybe, referees really can't run supercharacters with "Normal" players. Either that, or it would require a certain kind of player. It seemed to work with Krillis, although he might or might not agree. He seemed like the right kind of player for it. Krillis actually tried to attack Magehammer for something he did.

If you had wanted to go back to working on your plane, you could have ended the "Date" instead of versing out. Really I did that more to retaliate for all the weird situations you've dropped me into. And you know there's been plenty. I thought you might see it differently from the other side.

No they are not.  They could be problematic.

Please no romance. Really.

I'm not angry. Things are what they are which is not always ideal, but OTOH, you're learning fast

Well, like I said, if you wanted to go back to working on your plane, we don't need to verse you out. We can just say that you fell off the canyon and woke up back at the airport or something. But if you're insistent on versing out you're going to need to give me an equipment sheet. As far as I'm concerned, you've got a urine moped, a Katana sword and some jewels. What else did you take from home and what else did you pick up there?