Plan BlackAeronaut: Create a body, a latrine, a mess, and a maintenance shop.
Plan Rob (original): Create ground beneath the hut, create air to breathe and water to drink, and then implement Plan BA.As you float idly around the outside of your barracks, you find yourself thinking.
Making that barracks wasn't hard at all. Why, I could've done that a dozen times over, no problem.
Now that I think of it, Camp Hughes weren't more than twenty huts like that.
Saaaaaaaaaay...
The idea comes to you in a flash. Why not? Not like it costs me anything to try it- just a bit of time. If you had a face, you'd be grinning.
First things first. Gotta plan this out. What all do I need?
Ground, first of all. You think back over your memories of Camp Hughes, the Rocketeer training facility the Air Corps knocked together up in the north of California. Flat plain for the base... lots of open space around it for maneuvers... that river off to the north... all those hills off to the east ... got it. The area is as familiar to you- if not more so- than your barracks. Lord knows you spent more time out there than in the sack!
[Muninn- Target: 10(+30)= 40Roll: 58FAILURE]
Problem is, you just can't conceptualize all of that. It doesn't all fit in your mind's eye. Okay, maybe that's a bit much to start with. Don't need the hills yet. Yeah, that should be easier.
[Muninn- Target: 10(+30)= 40Roll: 39SUCCESS]
This time, you feel your mental image of the place sharpen up, fill in, and become real.
[Concept {Camp Hughes} Developed!](Land, Legendary)
Silver Will explodes from your form, forming into the shape within your mind.
[Huginn Roll: AUTO-SUCCESS]
This time, though, you notice something different. As your Will shifts from silver light to physical dirt, you can feel some of it change- not from light to matter, but into a different form of light. You reach your senses out into your new land, idly settling your barracks down right where it once was, and feel the light there.
The first thing you notice as you touch it, oddly enough, is that it's brown. The new light is darker than the silver, and tastes of solidity. Smells of earth. You know, just from the intensity of it, that it's not as strong as silver... but it feels a lot less focused, and a lot less limited. Even as you listen to it, you see it grow within the soil, as if the ground were creating more of this brown power.
You reach out with your mind, draw up some of the brown light, and it listens. Obeys. It's rigid- less fluid than silver light, but at the same time, requires less focus to work with.
[You discovered the Brown Light!](Brown light is the power of elemental earth. It tends toward a state of stability, and exemplifies physical existence. It comes from the ground- dirt, rock, and unworked metal.)
Creating the land has wiped you out for the time being, so you take some time to rest before continuing to work.
(More later today.)
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.
Plan Rob (original): Create ground beneath the hut, create air to breathe and water to drink, and then implement Plan BA.As you float idly around the outside of your barracks, you find yourself thinking.
Making that barracks wasn't hard at all. Why, I could've done that a dozen times over, no problem.
Now that I think of it, Camp Hughes weren't more than twenty huts like that.
Saaaaaaaaaay...
The idea comes to you in a flash. Why not? Not like it costs me anything to try it- just a bit of time. If you had a face, you'd be grinning.
First things first. Gotta plan this out. What all do I need?
Ground, first of all. You think back over your memories of Camp Hughes, the Rocketeer training facility the Air Corps knocked together up in the north of California. Flat plain for the base... lots of open space around it for maneuvers... that river off to the north... all those hills off to the east ... got it. The area is as familiar to you- if not more so- than your barracks. Lord knows you spent more time out there than in the sack!
[Muninn- Target: 10(+30)= 40Roll: 58FAILURE]
Problem is, you just can't conceptualize all of that. It doesn't all fit in your mind's eye. Okay, maybe that's a bit much to start with. Don't need the hills yet. Yeah, that should be easier.
[Muninn- Target: 10(+30)= 40Roll: 39SUCCESS]
This time, you feel your mental image of the place sharpen up, fill in, and become real.
[Concept {Camp Hughes} Developed!](Land, Legendary)
Silver Will explodes from your form, forming into the shape within your mind.
[Huginn Roll: AUTO-SUCCESS]
This time, though, you notice something different. As your Will shifts from silver light to physical dirt, you can feel some of it change- not from light to matter, but into a different form of light. You reach your senses out into your new land, idly settling your barracks down right where it once was, and feel the light there.
The first thing you notice as you touch it, oddly enough, is that it's brown. The new light is darker than the silver, and tastes of solidity. Smells of earth. You know, just from the intensity of it, that it's not as strong as silver... but it feels a lot less focused, and a lot less limited. Even as you listen to it, you see it grow within the soil, as if the ground were creating more of this brown power.
You reach out with your mind, draw up some of the brown light, and it listens. Obeys. It's rigid- less fluid than silver light, but at the same time, requires less focus to work with.
[You discovered the Brown Light!](Brown light is the power of elemental earth. It tends toward a state of stability, and exemplifies physical existence. It comes from the ground- dirt, rock, and unworked metal.)
Creating the land has wiped you out for the time being, so you take some time to rest before continuing to work.
(More later today.)
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.