Ladies and Gentlemen!

Everyone's favorite extradimensional game show host! member of the Solaris OC RP group

[eldritchhost-blog]

 Casey bustled around the set of its talk show busily.  Tonight was the big night!  An interview with the rising star of the heroism industry!  It couldn’t have been more excited.  The crowd muttered in various alien languages, each from a different planet.  Finally, Casey sat behind its ebony desk, motioning for the spotlight to shine on the current guest (who was currently passed out on the armchair.  Talk about poor showmanship!) 

“Good evening everyone, and welcome to Casey’s Corner!  I’m your lovable host, the one and only Casey!”  The crowd cheered.

“Please, hold your applause.  Tonight we have a very special guest star!  Let’s give them a hand, eh?”

[nguyenlabs-blog]

 Trixie didn’t know what had happened. One minute she was at her desk, working on something, then she suddenly blacked out, waking up in what looked like a…talk show? With the guy on the coin she got?

 Something weird was going on here…

 “What the…?” She murmured to herself, sitting up straight in her seat. “Hey, what’s going on? How did I get here?” Might as well play it calm for now.

[eldritchhost-blog]

“Ah, Miss Nguyen!  Pleased that you finally decided to wake up, welcome to Casey’s Corner!  You just happen to be our special guest for tonight.”  It clapped its hands together, leaning forward on its desk.

“How are you enjoying being a dreadnaught so far, hm?”

[eldritchhost-blog]

 Casey bustled around the set of its talk show busily.  Tonight was the big night!  An interview with the rising star of the heroism industry!  It couldn’t have been more excited.  The crowd muttered in various alien languages, each from a different planet.  Finally, Casey sat behind its ebony desk, motioning for the spotlight to shine on the current guest (who was currently passed out on the armchair.  Talk about poor showmanship!) 

“Good evening everyone, and welcome to Casey’s Corner!  I’m your lovable host, the one and only Casey!”  The crowd cheered.

“Please, hold your applause.  Tonight we have a very special guest star!  Let’s give them a hand, eh?”

[markeriusthatche-blog]

Markerius slowly came to, slightly opening his pale emerald eyes to look at the crowd. Huh… Sitting up and pulling himself into a better seated posture, he stared blankly out at the strange group of people, scanning through the eyes that were all on… him.

What is this?

His gaze slowly fell on the person across the stage from him, blinking in confusion. Oh, was that… That’s the game show host, right?

“If I may speak,” He started, ever polite “What is this? I never crushed a coin.” The fiery man continued “Haven’t you done enough to me? I think a body modification is quite enough mischief.” He brushed his bangs aside to reveal the odd eye on his forehead, evidence of his previous encounter with Casey.

[eldritchhost-blog]

“What a fiery intro!  As expected from the ‘Flames of Justice’, hows the eye treating you, by the way?”  Casey grinned, “Am I not allowed to interview one of my favorite contestants?  You’re quite the celebrity around here, you know.”

Casey leaned forward, squinting slightly, “So, Mr. Thatche…how is heroism treating you?  Do you enjoy your work?”

[markeriusthatche-blog]

“I haven’t noticed any difference in it, is it supposed to have some sort of special power or is it just another eye?” The fiery hero asked, tilting his head.

“Well, I’d like a bit of warning first…” He huffed softly, carding his fingers through his bangs “Interviews are no problem, but it’d be nice to NOT be kidnapped and forced into one. I won’t hesitate to draw weapons if I have to.”

“It’s been… satisfactory, I suppose.” Markerius spoke, relaxing his posture a bit, though keeping his hand poised for weapon summoning “Not much has changed since I joined a hero team, though… It’s just the same old same old that I used to do, I was hoping I’d be catching higher profile criminals by now.”

[eldritchhost-blog]

“No need to panic!”  Casey held its hands up, “This is a family friendly program, summoning weapons isn’t good television, right?.” Casey paused,  “Though then again…it could be good for the ratings!”  Canned laughter played through the studio.

“Anyway!”  Casey clapped its hands together, “Anybody who’s ANYBODY’s been asking, is Solaris’s hottest hero on the market?”

[markeriusthatche-blog]

“Like I said, there won’t be any weapon summoning as long as you don’t give me a reason to do so.” He spoke, lowering his hand just a tad.

At Casey’s next question, he flustered a bit, though not very much to be visible “E-Er,” He stuttered “If you mean what I think you do, then yes, I am. I’m not exactly looking for anyone at the moment, though.”

[eldritchhost-blog]

Casey laughed,  soaking in Markerius’s embarrassment.  “Oh, no need to be shy!  I mean, sure, you’re being broadcasted across the multiverse, but hey!” It made some dismissive hand gestures, “I’m sure you’ll be alright.”

“Aaand, I’m not quite sure I believe you!  Sources tell me you were seen on quite the excursion with a certain Midas Pierce, care to elaborate?”  The crowd oohed-and-ahed excitedly.

[eldritchhost-blog]

 Casey bustled around the set of its talk show busily.  Tonight was the big night!  An interview with the rising star of the heroism industry!  It couldn’t have been more excited.  The crowd muttered in various alien languages, each from a different planet.  Finally, Casey sat behind its ebony desk, motioning for the spotlight to shine on the current guest (who was currently passed out on the armchair.  Talk about poor showmanship!) 

“Good evening everyone, and welcome to Casey’s Corner!  I’m your lovable host, the one and only Casey!”  The crowd cheered.

“Please, hold your applause.  Tonight we have a very special guest star!  Let’s give them a hand, eh?”

[markeriusthatche-blog]

Markerius slowly came to, slightly opening his pale emerald eyes to look at the crowd. Huh… Sitting up and pulling himself into a better seated posture, he stared blankly out at the strange group of people, scanning through the eyes that were all on… him.

What is this?

His gaze slowly fell on the person across the stage from him, blinking in confusion. Oh, was that… That’s the game show host, right?

“If I may speak,” He started, ever polite “What is this? I never crushed a coin.” The fiery man continued “Haven’t you done enough to me? I think a body modification is quite enough mischief.” He brushed his bangs aside to reveal the odd eye on his forehead, evidence of his previous encounter with Casey.

[eldritchhost-blog]

“What a fiery intro!  As expected from the ‘Flames of Justice’, hows the eye treating you, by the way?”  Casey grinned, “Am I not allowed to interview one of my favorite contestants?  You’re quite the celebrity around here, you know.”

Casey leaned forward, squinting slightly, “So, Mr. Thatche…how is heroism treating you?  Do you enjoy your work?”

[markeriusthatche-blog]

“I haven’t noticed any difference in it, is it supposed to have some sort of special power or is it just another eye?” The fiery hero asked, tilting his head.

“Well, I’d like a bit of warning first…” He huffed softly, carding his fingers through his bangs “Interviews are no problem, but it’d be nice to NOT be kidnapped and forced into one. I won’t hesitate to draw weapons if I have to.”

“It’s been… satisfactory, I suppose.” Markerius spoke, relaxing his posture a bit, though keeping his hand poised for weapon summoning “Not much has changed since I joined a hero team, though… It’s just the same old same old that I used to do, I was hoping I’d be catching higher profile criminals by now.”

[eldritchhost-blog]

“No need to panic!”  Casey held its hands up, “This is a family friendly program, summoning weapons isn’t good television, right?.” Casey paused,  “Though then again...it could be good for the ratings!”  Canned laughter played through the studio.

“Anyway!”  Casey clapped its hands together, “Anybody who’s ANYBODY’s been asking, is Solaris’s hottest hero on the market?”

[eldritchhost-blog]

 Casey bustled around the set of its talk show busily.  Tonight was the big night!  An interview with the rising star of the heroism industry!  It couldn’t have been more excited.  The crowd muttered in various alien languages, each from a different planet.  Finally, Casey sat behind its ebony desk, motioning for the spotlight to shine on the current guest (who was currently passed out on the armchair.  Talk about poor showmanship!) 

“Good evening everyone, and welcome to Casey’s Corner!  I’m your lovable host, the one and only Casey!”  The crowd cheered.

“Please, hold your applause.  Tonight we have a very special guest star!  Let’s give them a hand, eh?”

[fawkesyhero-blog]

Fawkes was awakened by the cheering of a crowd. She groaned, opening their eyes. What in the world? Rather– what out of this world!!! Where was she? They blinked, then quickly righted themselves in the chair they seemed to be sitting in. They checked their clothes. Hero gear. huh. They also noticed the interstellar host sitting across from them. 

“Ah… Hello?” She raised an eyebrow.

[eldritchhost-blog]

“Hello!”  Casey beamed, looking back out to the audience, “Folks, this is Theodora!  Though, you might know them better as Fawkes.  Fawkes, right?  No need to answer that.”

Casey shuffled its papers around clearing its throat.  “Soooo…Fawkes, what’s it like being the leader of the Vigilantes?  The new recruits, are they any good?”  It leaned forwards on its elbows.

[fawkesyhero-blog]

Fawkes’ fists clenched at the mention of her first name, but her smile barely changed. She knew of this crazy guy, and she also knew it was best to stay on it’s good side.

“Being the leader of such a team is crazy busy sometimes, but it’s really quite a treat. All our new recruits are great this year, hand picked of course.” She winked, but to everyone watching, it probably just came off as a blink. “They’re all quite interesting, to say the least.” She laughed, with a touch of nervousness.

[eldritchhost-blog]

“I can imagine.”  Casey nodded, looking pensive, “Are you sure you’re not out of your league?  Someone as young as you...doesn’t it get overwhelming?”

Casey leaned back in its chair, “But, regardless!  I’m sure everyone is very proud of you.”  A malicious tone tinted its words.  What was it trying to get at...?

[eldritchhost-blog]

 Casey bustled around the set of its talk show busily.  Tonight was the big night!  An interview with the rising star of the heroism industry!  It couldn’t have been more excited.  The crowd muttered in various alien languages, each from a different planet.  Finally, Casey sat behind its ebony desk, motioning for the spotlight to shine on the current guest (who was currently passed out on the armchair.  Talk about poor showmanship!) 

“Good evening everyone, and welcome to Casey’s Corner!  I’m your lovable host, the one and only Casey!”  The crowd cheered.

“Please, hold your applause.  Tonight we have a very special guest star!  Let’s give them a hand, eh?”

[lucrecebellerose-blog]

As Lucrece came to, it winced, reaching up to tug at the ears of its hood reflexively. Owowowowow loud noise loud noise!!! Shifting in the chair it had been set on, it looked around, slowly loosening its grip. What… was this?

Wait, is that that game show host?!

Sitting up as best as it could, it gripped the armrests of the chair, directing its gaze over to the otherworldly figure across from it.

“Où suis-je-” It started before realizing it was speaking French and stopping itself, shaking its head and clearing its throat before reiterating “Wh-Where the hell am I?!”

[eldritchhost-blog]

“Language!”  Casey shook a finger at Lucrece, shaking its head, “More language like that and we’ll have to push the airtime back a couple hours.” A laughtrack played slightly too loudly as Casey winked at an unseen camera.

“So, Lucrece Bellerose, is it?  The crypozoologist!  Where’d you get a title like that, hm?”

[lucrecebellerose-blog]

“I-I’ll say whatever I want, connard!” It responded, sneering “You dragged me here without my permission, I have- I have the right to be angry you know!”

Upon hearing its name, it stopped in its tracks, freezing in place as it stared at Casey behind the blur.

“H-How do you-” It started, gripping the armrests tighter “How do you know that name?!” It yelled, completely ignoring the host’s question.

[eldritchhost-blog]

”Now, now, no need to get upset!  There was no dragging involved in your presence here.  At least, not on my end, anyway.“  The laugh track played again, becoming increasingly discordant and loud. “Keep in mind that you will be charged for any damage you cause to our set!  Jovian leather doesn’t come cheap.”

“And believe me, Mx. Bellerose, I know many things.”

[lucrecebellerose-blog]

Lucrece was frozen in its seat as Casey spoke, trembling as the game show host shifted demeanor rather quickly. What else did it know? What did it know what did it know what did it know what did it know-

It tugged on its hood ears, pulling them down and bringing its knees up to its chest, curling its tail around its ankles as it rested its forehead on its knees “L-Leave me alone, diable.” It muttered, the static muffling its voice glitching out at odd intervals

[eldritchhost-blog]

“Cut the cameras.”  Casey muttered.  The spotlights shut off, leaving the two in total darkness.

“Bellerose,  I am trying to run a respectable talk show here.  If you continue this act, I’ll be forced to cut this program short, with you in it.  Permanently.  Do I make myself clear?” 

[lucrecebellerose-blog]

It tensed up as the room went dark, peering out from behind its knees at Casey. At its words, it shuddered, lowering its face back down to behind its legs and hunching its shoulders, tightening its tails hold on its legs “P-Please don’t do that hôte. I- I’ll play nice if I gotta.”

It grimaced as it spoke. Just how far was this identity revealing going to go?

[eldritchhost-blog]

“Good.”  Casey snapped its fingers, instantly turning on the lights around them both.

“Aaaand we’re back!  Sorry for the sudden interruption, seems our broadcast glitched up.  Happens to the best of us, am I right folks?”  The laugh track was barely recognizable at this point.

“Now, Lucrece, what inspired you to become a hero?”  A dark tinge was coloring its words.

[eldritchhost-blog]

 Casey bustled around the set of its talk show busily.  Tonight was the big night!  An interview with the rising star of the heroism industry!  It couldn’t have been more excited.  The crowd muttered in various alien languages, each from a different planet.  Finally, Casey sat behind its ebony desk, motioning for the spotlight to shine on the current guest (who was currently passed out on the armchair.  Talk about poor showmanship!) 

“Good evening everyone, and welcome to Casey’s Corner!  I’m your lovable host, the one and only Casey!”  The crowd cheered.

“Please, hold your applause.  Tonight we have a very special guest star!  Let’s give them a hand, eh?”

[lucrecebellerose-blog]

As Lucrece came to, it winced, reaching up to tug at the ears of its hood reflexively. Owowowowow loud noise loud noise!!! Shifting in the chair it had been set on, it looked around, slowly loosening its grip. What… was this?

Wait, is that that game show host?!

Sitting up as best as it could, it gripped the armrests of the chair, directing its gaze over to the otherworldly figure across from it.

“Où suis-je-” It started before realizing it was speaking French and stopping itself, shaking its head and clearing its throat before reiterating “Wh-Where the hell am I?!”

[eldritchhost-blog]

“Language!”  Casey shook a finger at Lucrece, shaking its head, “More language like that and we’ll have to push the airtime back a couple hours.” A laughtrack played slightly too loudly as Casey winked at an unseen camera.

“So, Lucrece Bellerose, is it?  The crypozoologist!  Where’d you get a title like that, hm?”

[lucrecebellerose-blog]

“I-I’ll say whatever I want, connard!” It responded, sneering “You dragged me here without my permission, I have- I have the right to be angry you know!”

Upon hearing its name, it stopped in its tracks, freezing in place as it stared at Casey behind the blur.

“H-How do you-” It started, gripping the armrests tighter “How do you know that name?!” It yelled, completely ignoring the host’s question.

[eldritchhost-blog]

”Now, now, no need to get upset!  There was no dragging involved in your presence here.  At least, not on my end, anyway.“  The laugh track played again, becoming increasingly discordant and loud. “Keep in mind that you will be charged for any damage you cause to our set!  Jovian leather doesn’t come cheap.”

“And believe me, Mx. Bellerose, I know many things.”

[lucrecebellerose-blog]

Lucrece was frozen in its seat as Casey spoke, trembling as the game show host shifted demeanor rather quickly. What else did it know? What did it know what did it know what did it know what did it know-

It tugged on its hood ears, pulling them down and bringing its knees up to its chest, curling its tail around its ankles as it rested its forehead on its knees “L-Leave me alone, diable.” It muttered, the static muffling its voice glitching out at odd intervals

[eldritchhost-blog]

"Cut the cameras.”  Casey muttered.  The spotlights shut off, leaving the two in total darkness.

“Bellerose,  I am trying to run a respectable talk show here.  If you continue this act, I’ll be forced to cut this program short, with you in it.  Permanently.  Do I make myself clear?” 

[eldritchhost-blog]

 Casey bustled around the set of its talk show busily.  Tonight was the big night!  An interview with the rising star of the heroism industry!  It couldn’t have been more excited.  The crowd muttered in various alien languages, each from a different planet.  Finally, Casey sat behind its ebony desk, motioning for the spotlight to shine on the current guest (who was currently passed out on the armchair.  Talk about poor showmanship!) 

“Good evening everyone, and welcome to Casey’s Corner!  I’m your lovable host, the one and only Casey!”  The crowd cheered.

“Please, hold your applause.  Tonight we have a very special guest star!  Let’s give them a hand, eh?”

[lucrecebellerose-blog]

As Lucrece came to, it winced, reaching up to tug at the ears of its hood reflexively. Owowowowow loud noise loud noise!!! Shifting in the chair it had been set on, it looked around, slowly loosening its grip. What… was this?

Wait, is that that game show host?!

Sitting up as best as it could, it gripped the armrests of the chair, directing its gaze over to the otherworldly figure across from it.

“Où suis-je-” It started before realizing it was speaking French and stopping itself, shaking its head and clearing its throat before reiterating “Wh-Where the hell am I?!”

[eldritchhost-blog]

“Language!”  Casey shook a finger at Lucrece, shaking its head, “More language like that and we’ll have to push the airtime back a couple hours.” A laughtrack played slightly too loudly as Casey winked at an unseen camera.

“So, Lucrece Bellerose, is it?  The crypozoologist!  Where’d you get a title like that, hm?”

[lucrecebellerose-blog]

“I-I’ll say whatever I want, connard!” It responded, sneering “You dragged me here without my permission, I have- I have the right to be angry you know!”

Upon hearing its name, it stopped in its tracks, freezing in place as it stared at Casey behind the blur.

“H-How do you-” It started, gripping the armrests tighter “How do you know that name?!” It yelled, completely ignoring the host’s question.

[eldritchhost-blog]

”Now, now, no need to get upset!  There was no dragging involved in your presence here.  At least, not on my end, anyway.“  The laugh track played again, becoming increasingly discordant and loud. “Keep in mind that you will be charged for any damage you cause to our set!  Jovian leather doesn’t come cheap.”

“And believe me, Mx. Bellerose, I know many things.”

[eldritchhost-blog]

 Casey bustled around the set of its talk show busily.  Tonight was the big night!  An interview with the rising star of the heroism industry!  It couldn’t have been more excited.  The crowd muttered in various alien languages, each from a different planet.  Finally, Casey sat behind its ebony desk, motioning for the spotlight to shine on the current guest (who was currently passed out on the armchair.  Talk about poor showmanship!) 

“Good evening everyone, and welcome to Casey’s Corner!  I’m your lovable host, the one and only Casey!”  The crowd cheered.

“Please, hold your applause.  Tonight we have a very special guest star!  Let’s give them a hand, eh?”

[markeriusthatche-blog]

Markerius slowly came to, slightly opening his pale emerald eyes to look at the crowd. Huh… Sitting up and pulling himself into a better seated posture, he stared blankly out at the strange group of people, scanning through the eyes that were all on… him.

What is this?

His gaze slowly fell on the person across the stage from him, blinking in confusion. Oh, was that… That’s the game show host, right?

“If I may speak,” He started, ever polite “What is this? I never crushed a coin.” The fiery man continued “Haven’t you done enough to me? I think a body modification is quite enough mischief.” He brushed his bangs aside to reveal the odd eye on his forehead, evidence of his previous encounter with Casey.

[eldritchhost-blog]

“What a fiery intro!  As expected from the ‘Flames of Justice’, hows the eye treating you, by the way?”  Casey grinned, “Am I not allowed to interview one of my favorite contestants?  You’re quite the celebrity around here, you know.”

Casey leaned forward, squinting slightly, “So, Mr. Thatche...how is heroism treating you?  Do you enjoy your work?”

[eldritchhost-blog]

 Casey bustled around the set of its talk show busily.  Tonight was the big night!  An interview with the rising star of the heroism industry!  It couldn’t have been more excited.  The crowd muttered in various alien languages, each from a different planet.  Finally, Casey sat behind its ebony desk, motioning for the spotlight to shine on the current guest (who was currently passed out on the armchair.  Talk about poor showmanship!) 

“Good evening everyone, and welcome to Casey’s Corner!  I’m your lovable host, the one and only Casey!”  The crowd cheered.

“Please, hold your applause.  Tonight we have a very special guest star!  Let’s give them a hand, eh?”

[lucrecebellerose-blog]

As Lucrece came to, it winced, reaching up to tug at the ears of its hood reflexively. Owowowowow loud noise loud noise!!! Shifting in the chair it had been set on, it looked around, slowly loosening its grip. What… was this?

Wait, is that that game show host?!

Sitting up as best as it could, it gripped the armrests of the chair, directing its gaze over to the otherworldly figure across from it.

“Où suis-je-” It started before realizing it was speaking French and stopping itself, shaking its head and clearing its throat before reiterating “Wh-Where the hell am I?!”

[eldritchhost-blog]

“Language!”  Casey shook a finger at Lucrece, shaking its head, “More language like that and we’ll have to push the airtime back a couple hours.” A laughtrack played slightly too loudly as Casey winked at an unseen camera.

“So, Lucrece Bellerose, is it?  The crypozoologist!  Where’d you get a title like that, hm?”

[eldritchhost-blog]

 Casey bustled around the set of its talk show busily.  Tonight was the big night!  An interview with the rising star of the heroism industry!  It couldn’t have been more excited.  The crowd muttered in various alien languages, each from a different planet.  Finally, Casey sat behind its ebony desk, motioning for the spotlight to shine on the current guest (who was currently passed out on the armchair.  Talk about poor showmanship!) 

“Good evening everyone, and welcome to Casey’s Corner!  I’m your lovable host, the one and only Casey!”  The crowd cheered.

“Please, hold your applause.  Tonight we have a very special guest star!  Let’s give them a hand, eh?”

[fawkesyhero-blog]

Fawkes was awakened by the cheering of a crowd. She groaned, opening their eyes. What in the world? Rather– what out of this world!!! Where was she? They blinked, then quickly righted themselves in the chair they seemed to be sitting in. They checked their clothes. Hero gear. huh. They also noticed the interstellar host sitting across from them. 

“Ah… Hello?” She raised an eyebrow.

[eldritchhost-blog]

“Hello!”  Casey beamed, looking back out to the audience, “Folks, this is Theodora!  Though, you might know them better as Fawkes.  Fawkes, right?  No need to answer that.”

Casey shuffled its papers around clearing its throat.  “Soooo...Fawkes, what’s it like being the leader of the Vigilantes?  The new recruits, are they any good?”  It leaned forwards on its elbows.

[eldritchhost-blog]

 Casey bustled around the set of its talk show busily.  Tonight was the big night!  An interview with the rising star of the heroism industry!  It couldn’t have been more excited.  The crowd muttered in various alien languages, each from a different planet.  Finally, Casey sat behind its ebony desk, motioning for the spotlight to shine on the current guest (who was currently passed out on the armchair.  Talk about poor showmanship!) 

“Good evening everyone, and welcome to Casey’s Corner!  I’m your lovable host, the one and only Casey!”  The crowd cheered.

“Please, hold your applause.  Tonight we have a very special guest star!  Let’s give them a hand, eh?”

[eldritchhost-blog]

(nuclear-crow) "Alright then." Cuervo gave a smirk as he tossed the coin to the ground and crushed the coin under his boot. "What'cha got for me?"

You find yourself in a pitch dark maze, full of twists and turns. Turning around you see and hear something big bounding in your direction. For anybody else, this would be terrifying (and...you have to admit, its still pretty terrifying), but with your night vision you're able to find your way to the center of the maze.You receive a small journal, with..."Jayden Pryce" written on the inside cover? Wait a minute...this is a diary! Maybe there's some juicy secrets inside...?

[eldritchhost-blog]

What was this strange thing? Just...a coin?? keizo studied it before kanji covered one of his arms ,making it black, and he put both hands together crushing the coin as the strange man instructed (kanji wanted to be included in coin crushing)

You find yourself in a quiz show, answering seemingly random questions until your head feels like it’s spinning.  Thank goodness you’re a teacher!

You receive a white hooded cape, with what seems like ears on the hood.  It’s very warm, but who does it belong to...?

[eldritchhost-blog]

(Jayden) Jayden eagerly crushed the coin beneath his boot, grinning in a childlike manner from his excitement. "Alright buddy, give it to me!"

The curtains part, revealing...a ring-toss game?  What is this, a carnival?  Either way, with your long arms its practically child’s play...maybe you’ll get a poorly-made stuffed animal for your troubles?

You receive an old, bent knife which has clearly been through a lot.  Seems like an “N” is carved into the back..?  Hopefully nobody's missing this...

[eldritchhost-blog]

Pumped about the possibilities of her kismet coin, fawkes tossed it lightly on the ground, crushing it with one boot.

In front of you stands an obstacle course of legendary proportions. Tall climbing structures, perilous pits of doom, and to top it all off...a time limit!  How could you possibly - wait a minute!  Using your portals is cheating!

You receive an old, dried and pressed flower.  Seems nice and...fairly important to somebody.   Someone...particularly nuclear and bird-like...but hey!  It’s probably nothing big!

[eldritchhost-blog]

(Flower Child) The kid took one of the heaviest books he owned and slammed it down on the Casey-adorned coin, crushing it, "Yeah!!! That's how you dooo it!! Let's see how this goes!"

After growing yourself the most beautiful flower crown the universe had ever seen, you win the beauty contest by a landslide! It's almost TOO easy being you!You revieve the most comfortable, plush recliner the world has to offer! How will you be able to fight crime when you're sitting in the lap of luxury?

[eldritchhost-blog]

Staring down at the strange coin, he narrowed his eyes, crushing it into his fist as firmly as he could without a second thought

After a particularly deadly round of fencing, you emerge victorious! Who knew using a flaming weapon would come in handy against a wooden alien?You recieve a temporary third eye in the middle of you forehead! What kind of secrets will you see with it..?(OOC NOTE: transformations last one ooc week!)