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>HEY MISTER!
>36, 89, 48 vs. DC 80 — Mitigated Success
>Spendy
Okay, well— even if you are being watched for excellent motivational reasons and not because something is waiting for you to die, you still want to have a chat. Because either it saw fit to bury you alive, or it was watching while somebody else buried you alive, or it's not real and you can say and do whatever you like. ...Which at the moment <span class="mu-i">is</span> strongly worm-related, but— you can exercise self-control! You will pursue this critical and perhaps time-sensitive lead first and reunite with Annie later. Which won't be much later, hopefully— but later. Later.
It's settled, then. You have already moved on (utilizing your fabulous mental agility, which Richard likes to dub "distractableness") to the topic of <span class="mu-i">how</span> you will have a chat with the presence. While in theory you could start by thinking very loudly at it, you've already pre-discarded this: even if it responded somehow, this would pin you from the start as weak and passive. Now, admittedly, it is difficult to assert dominance while buried alive, but...
Well, you <span class="mu-i">could</span> use your (somewhat undefined) magyckal— could use your GOD BLOOD, as a matter of fact, to— to entrapture this foul demon/spirit/living dirt(?) in your POWERFUL MENTAL GRASP, to which the substitute-Richard voice in your head tells you is not thematically coherent. You ignore this, because you like the sound of POWERFUL MENTAL GRASP. Balling the presence up in your MIND HAND would be a strong, dominant beginning. Yes. God, you think of so many good ideas without Richard around to interrupt you. Now it's just a matter of envisioning said MIND HAND, or more accurately envision yourself wielding it in epic fashion: you imagine it might be sort of white and glowing (like Monty's SPOOKY ARM only opposite), and you can certainly see yourself arcing it around (leaving a glowing trail) and extending your pointed MIND FINGERS and scooping up the presence like it's nothing. You see it exactly like it's actually happening. It hurts your head a little.
>[-1 ID: 12/13]
But from there it's impossible for you <span class="mu-i">not</span> to execute this exact maneuver. You've already thought it out so thoroughly. You do it, just like that, the arcing and extending, and can <span class="mu-i">feel</span> that you've caught against something— something loose and sticky like a new-spun cobweb, something that tingles.
You wad it up, compressing square feet of Presence into a thready lump that, if it existed, would be the size of your head. This is easy. You're less sure what to do once you've finished: do you <span class="mu-i">talk</span> to the lump? At it? What if you've killed it? You can't tell off somebody dead, that'd be pointless. Do you need to make the lump smaller? It's still loosely packed. If you squeeze it tight—
>[-2 ID: 10/13]
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