@fire7side said:
@Erich_L said:
Imagine in the next game you make you have a character like C-3P0. He's a little annoying but overall really helpful and polite. He displays more cowardice than the other characters and overall feels more human than the actual humans. He's often dismissed by other NPCs but never gets too flustered. Then one night you wake up and he has glowing red eyes and is lurching right at you.
It's still just a character battle. He turned you in and leaves you with no weapons and a fleet of military headed this way. He says one of his timid comments and then laughs maniacally as he leaves the room.
Hours later ....
You awake in the same locked room, the air is hazy with blue noxious gas. You gag and writhe as excrutiating pain wracks your body. You flop onto the floor, kicking and squirming. You feel your skin, your bones, everything changing. You reach out with your mind to attempt control this. But your efforts are shut down. Something crawl into your thoughts. Skittering things. Your eyes lock onto the container on the floor. Old stone vessel, covered in weird hieroglyphics. Something clicks in your mind. Power, ancient beyond reckoning speaks to you. "My child..."
You realized what the droid had done. The canister from ruins on the world below, had been opened while you slept. You climb to feet and clamber to the viewport The image reflected back at you in the viewport shows a horrible visage with a drooling gaping red mouth with long teeth, yellow eyes. You touch your face, running sharp talons across hardened scaled black skin. The weak pale creature you used to be is gone. You are bigger, stronger, and you are hungry. A deep chuckle rumbles in chest as you laugh at what you used to be. The idea you thought mind tricks were powerful- ludricrous. You clench your fist and blue flames lap over your hand.
There are preparations to make before the fleet arrives. C3P0 renters the room and bows. "Hello young master, Ive taken the liberty of disabling all security locks on the personal births."
