In which Wallace ascends

<yzabtech> --START--
* You are now known as yzabtech[DM]
<yzabtech[DM]> "THERE IS NO HOPE LEFT FOR YOU."
<yzabtech[DM]> "YOU SHALL KEEP LOSING MORE UNTIL YOU HAVE NOTHING."
<yzabtech[DM]> "DO NOT RISE UP. YOU MUST BOW DOWN."
* Wallace laughs.  "You think Hope has |eft me? You jest. I *am* hope."
<yzabtech[DM]> "..."
<yzabtech[DM]> The disembodied and powerful voice coughs.
<yzabtech[DM]> "NO."
<yzabtech[DM]> "YOU'RE A COLLECTION OF CHEMICAL PROCESSES AND ORGANIC COMPOUNDS THAT GAINED SENTIENCE AND IS MORONIC ENOUGH TO DEFY ME."
<yzabtech[DM]> "YOUR ASPECT IS HOPE."
<Wallace> "And you are unab|e to understand anything figurative."
<Wallace> "I we|come any attempts to stop me, creature."
<yzabtech[DM]> "STOP YOU? WHY WOULD I?"
<yzabtech[DM]> "I'LL MAKE YOU DO IT YOURSELF."
<yzabtech[DM]> "I'LL WATCH YOU STAB YOURSELF TO DEATH, AND LAUGH AT THE ANGUISHED LOOK ON YOUR FACE."
<yzabtech[DM]> "GO AHEAD."
<yzabtech[DM]> "I'M WAITING."
<Wallace> "I have to ki|| myse|f for you?"
<Wallace> [mockingly] "Oh, what a strong creature."
<yzabtech[DM]> "DO YOU WANT TO GOD TIER?"
<yzabtech[DM]> "IF YOU WANT TO ASCEND, YOU MUST DIE FIRST."
<yzabtech[DM]> "I'M NOT DOING IT FOR YOU. YOU'LL HAVE TO DO IT YOURSELF."
<yzabtech[DM]> "NOW BEGIN."
<Wallace> "Fair enough."
<yzabtech[DM]> "MY BUTTERED POPCORN IS GETTING COLD."
<Wallace> > Wallace: Take The Rotom in hand.
<yzabtech[DM]> You do so.
<yzabtech[DM]> "CONTINUE."
* Wallace takes a deep breath.
* Wallace switches to a reverse grip, and stabs himself through the belly. He yelps in pain.
<Wallace> > Wallace: Stagger to the Bed of Stone.
<yzabtech[DM]> ((let me get the character sheet))
<yzabtech[DM]> ((darn i forgot the damage The Rotom does))
<Wallace> 7d8
<Wallace> https://www.reddit.com/r/RPGStuck/comments/3xutev/c1sb_reckoning_edition/d0mk7a3?context=3
<yzabtech[DM]> ((thank you))
<yzabtech[DM]> Take 7d8 damage.
* [nottyche[dice]] End of WHOIS list.
<yzabtech[DM]> ((oh there's no dice))
<yzabtech[DM]> ((i'll put a bot up myself))
<Wallace> https://gyazo.com/2858ccbdf9afb452496cc0d5e2354059
* NOTTyche[Dice] (~NOTTycheD@pool-96-246-198-135.nycmny.fios.verizon.net) has joined
<yzabtech[DM]> it works
<yzabtech[DM]> Take 32 damage.
<yzabtech[DM]> "KEEP GOING."
<yzabtech[DM]> "THIS IS QUITE A SPECTACLE."
<Wallace> Y-You're not dead. You were certain this would kill you. You steel yourself for another stab.
<yzabtech[DM]> "GO AHEAD."
<Wallace> Your breaths are shallow. You don't have the energy to tell this being off.
<Wallace> > Wallace: Stab again, through the chest.
<yzabtech[DM]> Take another 7d8 damage.
<yzabtech[DM]> Plus STR
<Wallace> ((how does mister bot over here work))
<yzabtech[DM]> !roll xdx+x
<NOTTyche[Dice]> (1d20) [20] : {20}
<yzabtech[DM]> !roll
<NOTTyche[Dice]> (1d20) [20] : {20}
<yzabtech[DM]> !roll 1d20
<NOTTyche[Dice]> (1d20) [17] : {17}
<yzabtech[DM]> like that
<Wallace> !roll 7d8+1
<NOTTyche[Dice]> (7d8+1) [30+1] : {31}
<Wallace> ((that takes me to -14, if you're counting.))
<yzabtech[DM]> "WONDERFUL. DO YOU FEEL YOUR LIFE FORCE SLIPPING AWAY?"
<yzabtech[DM]> "IT MUST BE GREAT."
<yzabtech[DM]> "I SHALL LEAVE YOU FOR NOW."
<yzabtech[DM]> You feel your consciousness fading away....
<yzabtech[DM]> and then you fall off the slab by accident and you die. The end, game over, please insert 1 credit to continue.
<yzabtech[DM]> Just kidding!
<yzabtech[DM]> As you die, you have an out of body experience.
<Wallace> > Wallace: Have an out of body experience.
<yzabtech[DM]> You see your own body, a sword through your heart, in an almost poetic manner.
<Wallace> It makes you chuckle, in a morbid way.
<yzabtech[DM]> You begin to see the core of your planet, no orb to be found. You see a navy full of battleships made of gold. You can tell it's in safe hands.
<Wallace> "Good," you think to yourself.
<yzabtech[DM]> You see Prospit, orbiting a darkening Skaia. You see the citizens faces, terrified, until a symbol of the wings of an angel clears the darkness, if only for that split second.
<yzabtech[DM]> Their faces are filled with ~~determination~~ hope.
<yzabtech[DM]> Rise up, Rogue of Hope.
<Wallace> > Wallace: Ascend.
<yzabtech[DM]> You wake up on a golden bed in the battlefield of Skaia.
<yzabtech[DM]> A friend is waiting for you.
<yzabtech[DM]> You're wearing some pretty cool pajamas, and an awesome mask too.
<yzabtech[DM]> You must rise up. Do not bow down.
<yzabtech[DM]> --END--
<Wallace> ((thanks a ton!)