Difficulty: Standard (+5)
Servant: Artoria Pendragon (Cost:-4)
Wildcard:… (-3)
Seismic Beam Emission (8)
Temporal Cognition (11)
Weakness Inducement (6)
Energy Conversion (5)
Perks: (-4)
Charles Atlas Superpower
Comic Book Pretty
Special Snowflake
Man of Mystery
Disadvantages:
Reincarnation: Uncontrollable (+2)
Wildbow? (+2)
Wanted: Merchant, S9 (+3)
Pint Sized (+1)
And…. Done! I leaned back against my chair, reviewing the choices that I have selected for the CYOA v.3 that a Robert Barton sent. I asked him what his middle name was, but he refused to answer. Well then, anyway, I went for the standard perks, because, they are mostly necessary for the dystopian hellhole that was portrayed by Worm, well, aside from the Comic Book Pretty, but hey, why can't I be handsome for once in this fanfiction? It's not like this'll be real life for me, only my character. I know that the characters inside would probably object to my thoughts of their world, but they're already conditioned to believe it... ANYWAY! End all be all, these are characters in a fictional reality, so who really cares.
Anyway, I finished the form. I realized that the wildcard powers are stupid, but, it's my luck I guess. I literally hit the random on the superpower wiki and used the RNGenerator provided by Google. I twirled on my chair, contemplating what next to do. Midterms are coming up for me and I didn't feel like studying after having to fill out that form. Meh, I'll just go type up the story. I hit send on the form and moved my cursor towards my Word program and proceeded to type up my prologue. You know, the scene where we have the main character-
A portal flashed in front of my screen. OH SHIT. I may have tempted fate here. My printer whirred to life and printed out the words "By the way, my middle name is Oswald, otherwise known as ROB." O_o I sighed as the winds in my dark room started to grow turbulent, this is what happens when you decide that it was a good idea to send an email to a random person. Well, farewell thee peaceful world, onwards! R.O.B. appeared to have different ideas though. At once, my feet were lifted up and I was callously thrown into the portal. My vision flashed to white and I heard the words, "YeS, bE My EntERTainment, PET!" I then realized that I wouldn't have any canon knowledge and started to panic. I felt my memories of the story slip through my mind until all I could remember was the words "Worm" and "Survive Scion".
A massive grin then appeared in the white landscape that I tumbled through and said, "Oh yeah, I'll give you an extra perk and disadvantage for the funsies. In addition, you'll keep your reincarnate's power." Oh no. I don't need more disadvantages, what happens if it was a Wanted: Cauldron or PRT, I would be shafted without any support or if Cauldron notices that I'm a blind spot. I continued to panic as my body started to shatter and dissolve while my mind funneled into the mind of a little girl sleeping in her bedroom fretfully.
That makes me sound like a pedo. O_o Well, anyway, if you can't guess, this will be a Dinah S-I because why not. Also, true story, I kept on rolling 6 and higher. The one time I rolled a one was after finishing the prologue and hitting the RNG again. Well, tell me if you want this to continue, because I'll just leave this and continue on with my main story "Gaming the Multiverse" if nobody wants it. Until next time,
Tata!
