a piece of urnon - zesty, morphing, ambient biting pain in the ass toy
This is a random piece of urnon. It's zesty and has ambients and changes shapes over times and bites your freaking hand and stuff. Try using it for alter fodder and look at the rage and pity in the eyes of the merchants! Woo!
Current Description: a tiny piece of pyramid-shaped urnon - The pyramid-shaped urnon is a sharply-angled peak, its spire a perfect culmination of all four sides. Motes of bright hues drift upward from its base to impart a constantly shifting glow upon the tiny peak of the triangular object.
It was a cylinder and an orb when I first went to post this.. I've had it turn into a sword also before. I STARE'd at it, so it's stuck as a pyramid currently.
Analysis:
You analyze your orb of urnon and sense that the item cannot be altered in any way.
The creator has also provided the following information:
The urnon is simply too chaotic to be altered or to be used as an adornment in an alteration.
You can STARE at it to make it start or stop shifting. You can also RUB, TOUCH, TURN, and POKE it.
Ambients I've Seen While Waiting:
The cylindrical urnon in your hand wobbles around slightly, its form becoming unstable. It collapses into a small puddle, and a tiny blunt appendage reaches forth from it toward your finger, a seam splitting it through the middle. Abruptly the seam opens to reveal a gaping maw of razor-sharp teeth which sink into your flesh!
... 16 points of damage!
Slash across back of hand, tendons sliced!
You are stunned for 2 rounds!
It recoils quickly and forms into a small orb.
s>
The orb of urnon in your hand bubbles and froths intensely, doubling over and crashing like a tiny wave against the base of your fingers. It quickly forms back into a small orb of urnon.
s>
A thin streak of pale blue slithers across the surface of your orb of urnon, drifting languidly like a serpent in water. Small bits of black tail the streak, until both colors fade into the obscured depths of the orb of urnon.
s>
Your orb of urnon suddenly flattens into a square disk in your palm and is completely still for a few moments. Without warning, the sharp peak of a pyramid suddenly rises up out of the disk and holds the form!
s>glance
You glance down to see a tiny piece of pyramid-shaped urnon in your right hand and nothing in your left hand.
s>look urnon
The pyramid-shaped urnon is a sharply-angled peak, its spire a perfect culmination of all four sides. Motes of bright hues drift upward from its base to impart a constantly shifting glow upon the tiny peak of the triangular object.
Zests:
s>rub urnon
You run your hands over the sharply peaked surface of the pyramid-shaped urnon, pyramid-shaped urnon, causing tiny ripples to roll down from its spire and eddy around its base.
s>touch urnon
You press the tip of your finger into the sharp peak of the pyramid-shaped urnon, and it conforms perfectly to your finger as if liquid. When you remove it, the pyramid-shaped urnon ripples and reforms the spire perfectly once again.
s>turn urnon
You try to turn the pyramid-shaped urnon to little avail, until it reforms upside-down in your palm and begins to slowly rotate, each of its flawlessly smooth sides swimming with color until it shifts and reforms right side up again.
s>poke urnon
You attempt to poke at the spire of the pyramid-shaped urnon, but it simply curls nimbly to avoid you finger, its surface pulsing rapidly with bright colors.
s>stare urnon
You stare intently at your pyramid-shaped urnon, concentrating hard to force your will upon it...
The urnon nearly stops shifting and seems to freeze in its current state, its movements far more sluggish as you dominate it with your mind.
Roundtime: 30 secs.
MB: 2m CB: 3m to Rigfennid and SOLD
Last edited by shad0ws0ngs; 04-11-2018 at 05:56 AM.
Japhrimel takes his black branding iron and jabs the superheated metal into your open wound. You let out a scream as the hot iron sizzles against your flesh, which begins to smoke and burn. The sensation sets your nerves aflame with blinding white agony, but somehow you manage to retain consciousness through the excruciating procedure. At last, the wound is blackened and sealed, but the pain is slow to recede.
...unfortunately, your heart gives out a moment later.
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