X-dimensional horror
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This room (and the space outside it) is guarded by the intersection of a(n) n-dimensional horror with our humble three dimensions. It's either looking toward you or through you, you're not quite sure which. ---
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| X-Dimensional Horror | |
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| Monster ID | 592 |
| Locations | Fernswarthy's Basement |
| Hit Points | (Scales as ceiling(1.7*ceiling(basementlevel1.4))) |
| Attack | (Scales as 2*ceiling(basementlevel1.4)) |
| Defense | (Scales as attack) |
| Initiative | 0 |
| Meat | None |
| Phylum | horror |
| Elements | None |
| Resistance | None |
| Monster Parts | blob |
| Drops | None |
| Manuel Entry | |
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You're fighting a X-Dimensional HorrorHit Message(s):
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A hole tears in the fabric of space-time, and you get a brief glimpse of several of your alternate-dimension selves, all of whom are sexier and more successful than you. Argh! Ooh! Ooh! Eek! Argh! Ugh!
It gets confused and kills an alternate-universe version of you. You get kind of a weird feeling.
It strangles you with a superstring, but fortunately you take all the damage in an alternate timeline.
It grabs your innards and gives them a squeeze. Fortunately it's not quite in phase at the time, but it still tickles. You giggle and rub your belly.
It thumps you on the head six years from now. Better mark your calendar, and have some aspirin handy.
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Note: Only vulnerable to elemental attacks.
References
- The point about being able to see your guts is a reference to the book Flatland, in which the protagonist (a square) remarks on the ability of his three-dimensional guest (a sphere) to see his innards.
