So, that's what it's like.
...I think I nearly died. It's quite possible. I passed out for the night, before I could record anything. I woke in a pool of blood -- but I have my power back now, with no credit given to the Deities of Irony. Thank you, indeed, for not warning me that I could possibly suffer from an injury like that, unlike usually. Or that it hurts immensely to cut yourself open like that. Or...ah, well, complaining does no good, now, does it? I had become so accustomed to pain, but all that vanished...
On the other hand, I managed to find a weapon. It's a handgun, but at least for yesterday, I could shoot far better than I've ever learned. Today, I'm mediocre. I suppose whoever gave up their power was a crack shot.
So. Who out there, for all of yesterday, could regenerate and use telekinesis? I'd rather like to know who enjoyed my downfall.
(OOC: He suffered some serious injury, somehow. Who knows. Totally concealing the fact that he was somewhat freaked out.)
On the other hand, I managed to find a weapon. It's a handgun, but at least for yesterday, I could shoot far better than I've ever learned. Today, I'm mediocre. I suppose whoever gave up their power was a crack shot.
So. Who out there, for all of yesterday, could regenerate and use telekinesis? I'd rather like to know who enjoyed my downfall.
(OOC: He suffered some serious injury, somehow. Who knows. Totally concealing the fact that he was somewhat freaked out.)