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You wake up at 7 clock from a dream of that raptured you in unfathomable stimulus.
You know with absolute certainty that the next 17 hours will be the last for you and for all of humanity.
You do not fear the encroaching end of time, but you do not welcome it joyously either.
Maybe it's because you just now woke up and your brain has yet to achieve synaptic stability, but you simply don't know how you feel about the apocalypse, or how you feel in general.
You guess you better get ready for your day.
>Make coffee
>Make a full breakfast
>Leave home
>write in
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>>1657878
>Make a full breakfast
With only 17 hours might as well fill up our belly.
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You figure that since this is your last day you should go all out with your breakfast.
You wish you could enjoy a more nutritious and traditional breakfast but this is all you have.
You eat the massive bowl of "generic grain balls" despite it being far more food than you're used to eating.
You then sit at your table looking vacantly at your empty bowl of cereal.
The ramifications of oblivion are slowly beginning to weigh on your mind.
>What now?
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>>1657923
Call your friends, just to catch up.
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>>1657973
You call up the only friend you really have.
A friend of yours from high school with whom you managed to keep in touch despite dropping out junior year.
As the phone rings you begin to think back on your history with him.
None of it really matters though.
He picks up the phone.
"Hey this Philip Stein, who's calling?"
>Answer with name
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>>1658033
Sup Philip, it's Gaylord here.
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>>1658057
You introduce yourself
"Sup Philip, It's Gaylord here."
"Oh God, Gaylord. I didn't even know you were still alive. Why the hell are you wasting my time with your voice."
"I just wanted to catch up... Y'know since this is it."
"Shut the hell up Gaylord. I only have 15 hours to pound as much pussy as possible. Having to hear your voice has ruined my erection. Now I have to have this bitch suck my dick all over again. Whatever see you hell Gaylord."
Phil hangs up the phone.
You've known Philip for six years.
You always feared that he secretly loathed you.
Now you have to die with that knowledge.
You now only have 15 hours of life left.
>You feel like crying but find yourself physically incapable of producing tears.
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>>1658087
>so you just scream instead
Get quickly bathed, dressed, and go outside
If we have a weapon, might as well bring it with us
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Drink whatever alcoholic beverages are within your home.
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>>1658087
Let's go wreck that motherfucker's face for being an asshole.
Do we have a baseball bat?
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>>1658357
>>1658670
You put on your only shirt, a perfectly generic shirt, and your best pair of pants,
And a Shitty pair of jeans (ugly story), and head for your door.
You don't have any weapons, just about the only thing you do have is large bowl, a radio clock and the clothes on your back.
You haven't been able to pay your water bill in months and have become acclimated to filth so it never occurs to you bathe.
As you open the door the fact that you wasted your life in this glib hovel of misery and poverty finally dawns on you.
You are aware of the tragedy, but not really affected.
Regardless you attempt to release a primal cry of emotion.
You fail to truly express your feelings. Releasing only a meek "Reee" under your breathe.
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>>1659297
Well, the world's ending so it is time to do like your "friend" and indulge in a life of sin and pleasure while it last.
Go and steal a baseball bat from a store to start a crime spree
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>>1658372
Exit your apartment complex and are enraptured by the warmth of god.
You understand everything.
You feel everyone.
His multitudinous tentacles vibrate with the pulse of humanity.
When you feel him you feel
all of life.
From the inception of microbes haphazardly floating in the dark voids of water to the many forgotten kings whose hopes for progeny had been dashed by the seemingly random and careless hand of fate, to that
crying woman across the street.
You feel it all and it all feels you.
This feeling had always existed, so had the knowledge.
But it was merely trapped deep within the labyrinthine synaptic structures we created to protect ourselves.
Today is apotheosis, the day that we have all been waiting for and preparing for.
The final spark of synapses will fire today and thenceforth usher in a new wavelength.
>You don't know how you feel about this
>Are feeling even relevant anymore
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>>1659309
Forces beyond beyond your comprehension compel you to engage in hedonistic pursuits of violence.
You robotically move towards the nearest store
as if pulled by a magnetic force, are attracted to a steel bat in the third aisle for the store.
You grab it and then proceed to bash the face of the store clerk to a mushy pulp.
A Black liquid gushes forth from the various open wounds of the corpse that paint the surrounding floor and wall.
A black mist begins to release from the body.
You can still hear the synapse.
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>>1659336
Now go and fuck the shit out of your ex-friend. You could've died happy knowing you at least had one friend in this world, but he just had to be a dick and confirm what you suspected, that he hated you.
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>>1659343
You venture across town to your old friend's crummy house.
For whatever reason the door was not closed so entered his home.
The door opens to the living room where Philip and some broad stand statically watching the door mid thrust.
Philip does not look at all like how you remember him.
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>>1659377
Welp, one thing left to do:fuck the broad.
Waaaait, no. Bash that mofo THEN we'll see.
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>>1659454
And watch where the mist goes this time
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>>1659456
WAAAAAIIIT A SECOND......
Can we kill organisms and absorb their strength? Try that too.
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>>1659450
You bash Philips head, while yelling, "RETURN TO THE GOD".
The broad looks at your as you continuously smash his head.
The broad is still glued to his dick.
Her expression has not changed.
The Black mist seems to metastasize above the corpse.
You attempt to absorb the essence of the bile.
You breathe in the mist.
Philip's synapses have stop. Your synapses have blitzed.
>You feel blitzed
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>>1659487
Fuck the broad then bash her brains in too
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>>1659487
Insert baseball bat into broad.
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>>1660528
Seconded
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>>1660528
>>1659760
You bash the broad's face in and then absorb the black mist that she emits from her mouth.
You become Blitzed^2
>you feel something.
You have gained a new ability
blitz bash: You can manifest your bash desires from within your firing synapses into the physical plain, and deploy it onto potential victims and objects.
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>>1663334
That seems pretty rad. I go out onto the street and find my next victim in pursuit of more black mist to absorb.
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>>1663435
Seconded
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More victims
Really cool so far, hope you're still here
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Don't leave OP. I am intrigued I want to know what this black mist is or why is God ending the world or why MC mentioned apotheosis or what the fuck this meant " But it was merely trapped deep within the labyrinthine synaptic structures we created to protect ourselves.
Today is apotheosis, the day that we have all been waiting for and preparing for.
The final spark of synapses will fire today and thenceforth usher in a new wavelength. "
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>>1663435
Let's do this.
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>>1663435
You exit the house and immediately encounter a child standing statically on the sidewalk.
His vacant expression telling of his knowledge.
His communion with the ubiquitous zeitgeist
has allowed him visions into his immediate
future and all that remained was for you to
manifest his destiny.
You manifest a bash from within the boys right lung and splatter his entrails across the concrete.
You make swift work of ingesting the black mist that the remains so predictably emitted.
>You are now Blitz^2+1
As the black mist filled your lungs you synapses begin to fire in rapid and intense succession.
You're neural passages begin to recreate those of the boys.
You are flooded with the memories, thoughts and personality of the boy.
This rush of chemical and electric reactions within your thought sponge subsides and you are left with the nothing.
You have at last become privy to the hollowness that you've always felt.
>You most fill the void
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>>1676348
Find a way to reach the entire in the sky, maybe scale a skyscraper.
Once we bash it, maybe we can fill the void?
Barring that, we could have a sick neon light party...
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>>1676348
Try to understand black mist and your powers
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>>1677464
>>1676896
You look up at the sky and peer deep into the many eyes of the harbinger of divinity.
Your blitz'd status allows you to feel human.
It is finally possible for you to render your thoughts as placid statements.
The thing is the sky is some kind of being of higher... power... You don't think that's the right word.
Regardless trying to "reach" it is evidently impossible since it's actual location within "reality" is questionable at best.
You're not even sure it's even corporeal.
Well, actually you are... it's just that it's true state of matter cannot be described with any human language.
The black mist is some kind of thing, that always existed in a way... but is only now tangible.
It's seems to harbor the synaptic history of the human it's emitted from...
Consuming the mist seems to make you more human.
In a strange way that involves powers.
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>>1676896
You then proceed to use your new "human" feelings and blitz powers to throw a sick impromptu rave in the middle of the streets.
>You feel happy.
You are flushed with memories of Philip.
He always loved to dance so he frequented outdoor raves and clubs.
He also loved to ski, and having offensive sex.
These traits made him very attractive to many woman, thus he was able to live off a steady stream of alcohol and pussy for several years.
>You feel exhilarated by this stream of consciousness.
Unfortunately you sick rave has attracted people.
You can sense them... they too are Blitz'd.
This is most likely a bad sign.
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>>1678502
Hide and ambush. It is unlikely they are working as a group, and if they are, we can isolate them. Then, we BASH them
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>>1679126
But we should at least attempt negotiation if they ARE working in a group
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>>1678462
>>1678502
Hmmm so I'm guessing by absorbing black mist we expand our consciousness and understanding of reality around us in effect allowing us to see more of a "real world" and manifest our thoughts in this world created by thoughts.
"Existance precedes essence ? That's backwards essence precedes existance"
"Ghost in the machine is false not because there is no ghost, but because there is no machine"
https://m.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL1mr9ZTZb3TX_4LthrdGqACsqIWKd2gs-
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>>1679126
Seconded
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>>1679126
You immediately think to hide from the incoming Blitz user.
No sooner do you realize how futile the attempt would be then right after they manifest a SLASH across your bat.
You bat is Slashed it in half.
>Your BASH power is halved.
If you can sense them, they can certainly sense you, and you both sense a fight.
>You are excited.
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You look to see your opponent.
She is exactly 8 feet away from you.
She is slowly advancing towards you.
You can Bash her from where you are but she can also Slice you.
However due to the distance between you and your halved power, the possibility of success in the hands of fate.
>2d6 to determine your fate, and the fate of the woman.
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Rolled 1, 6 = 7 (2d6)
>>1680662
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Her aim is exact though not lethal.
She manifests a SLICE down your forearm cutting off your arm.
You no longer have your left arm.
You no longer have your bat.
>You are so excited.
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>>1681394
>BASH with right arm
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Rolled 2, 6 = 8 (2d6)
>>1680662
RETURN TO THE GOD, SLICEGIRL
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>>1681428
>>1681420
You attempt to use your right arm to BASH.
It seems that you need to have a bat Equipped in order to BASH.
You attempt to use your cut off left arm to BASH.
It somewhat works but is highly inaccurate.
You BASH barely even leaves a mark on the Girl.
>You're not totally sure how your abilities work. But are overjoyed nonetheless
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Rolled 15 (1d100)
>>1681542
BASH her knife
Idk what to roll so rolling a 1d100 because lol percent success
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>>1681882
You attempt to BASH the knife from her hand.
Your attempt is an absolute failure.
You find your string of horrible luck comical.
You're losing quite a bit of blitz.
From your severed arm.
Yet it all still feels connected.
Just in a strange way.
Kind of like a limb numb from pain.
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Rolled 16 (1d100)
>>1682064
Not entirely sure what we're supposed to be doing here. Just...bash, I guess? Blanket slicegirl's position in bashes. Just keep spamming bashes until she goes down or fucks off.
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Rolled 91 (1d100)
>>1682135
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Rolled 55 (1d100)
>>1682064
Might want to give us more options there, buddy.
In the meantime we'll keep bashing.
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>>1682366
You Spam BASH a foot in front of you creating a
BASH WALL.
The Woman has just stopped a few feet in front of the Wall.
You're currently Bleeding Blitz.
The link between your arm and your body is dissipating.
Maybe you can pick it.
Like, just bend over and pick it up with your other arm.
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>>1682883
>Like, just bend over and pick it up with your other arm.
Yeah. Let's try reattaching our arm back on.
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>>1682885
Your attempt to pick up your arm is successful.
Your arm never let go of the bat.
You now have the 1/2 bat.
Your BASH accuracy has increased.
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>>1682922
Pick up the other half of the bat
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>>1682922
Attempt to stick arm back on with blitz.
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You successfully equip the steel bat to your right arm.
You attempt to use your Blitz to reattach your left arm.
It surprisingly works somehow.
However you are still bleeding heavily.
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>>1683729
Blind her with bright blitz RAvE and BASH her stomach then she covers up her eyes
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>>1685965
Seconded
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New thread ?
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>>1686389
I guess not
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[Spoiler]Sorry guys but it seems that this one shot will require a second thread.
My computer made like an old dog and suddenly died, which is why i had to update using a pencil drawing instead of a painfully flashy gif.
I'm currently on mobile. [/Spoiler]
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>>1686548
We'll survive.
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