Alex Prism Synergy

Story
"Chris"After the incident back on Soluna that neither of you particularly want to talk about, you feel like it is important to forget about who mugged who and get some good ol' fashioned teamwork brewing.

You both disappear and reappear in a very whimsical looking office. Toys are flying around the room, fireworks are almost constantly firing off, the room itself smells pretty nice too (some kind of pine nut scent thing, you don't know you don't make candles). You see the recognizably handsome face of Ryan Reynolds, sitting at a desk and yelling at someone on the phone.

"Yes I'm sure, I'm an artist, Tammy. No I don't want it censored." He sighs. "Jesus Christ, how many times do I have to explain this? In Detective Pikachu 3: The Curse of Brock's Tomb, Detective Pikachu NEEDS to show his dick to the camera and say, 'Look at this America. This is what you've all waited for for over 20 years. Marvel at my pika-dick.' It's a meta-commentary on our media obsessed society. NO YOU'RE GONNA RUIN THE FUCKING MOVIE. ARE YOU THE CEO OF PIXAR? I'M *RYAN FUCKING REYNOLDS*. WE'RE FUCKING DOING IT." He slams the phone done onto the receiver. Looks like this world still uses those phones with the rotary number things? Weird. Either that or this man is insane.

Ryan Reynolds looks up at the both of you, "Sorry you had to hear that, I was talking to my mom. You know how parents are. Are you two my four o'clock masseuses? Hopefully you're better than the last guys, my ass is tenser than ever." He says as he begins to take off his shirt."Alexander Varias"Is it too late to ask for a refund?

Alex blinks in surprise as he starts asking about masseuses? And taking off his shirt? Oh. Wait. No there's been a misunderstanding. "Ah- We're, actually here for the synergy training." He says, interrupting him before the shirt comes all the way off."Chris""Oh. Right." He looks to Prism. "Is there any chance you are a masseuse?"

You can't help but notice he is still shirtless."PRISM""To be fair, I'd pay to Marvel at his Pika-Dick. I think it's a good  commentary. But uh..No. Not a Masseuse either; I'm not even sure it's 4 yet?"

''Prism casts his gaze down to his archive phone, double checking the local time. Their training wasn't to give him a tandem massage, was it? That...Well. It was preferable to being mugged, but presumably it wasn't what they were actually here for...!''"Chris""Oh. Ok." Ryan Reynolds stares at both of you for a moment, his six pack (bordering on an eight pack honestly) glistening in the sun. After an awkward moment, he slowly starts to put his shirt back on.

"So if there's one thing I know about, it's art. If there's two things I know about, it's synergy. Did you know that 9 out of every 10 Americans is employed by Pixar? How did that happen? Synergy. Now. I'm gonna need a volunteer." He says as he starts rummaging through his desk drawer."PRISM""9 out of 10? How did you all edge out Disney..?... Nevermind. Synergy - got it..!"

''Prism takes a step forward, volunteering. He thinks better of leaning over the edge of Ryan's desk, though - sure, he almost did it and quite possibly did for a second or two. But he wasn't sure what would happen if he started touching things without asking..!''"Chris""Perfect. Lets start off with a little team building exercise. Perhaps a little bit of roleplay? Now, first up. Dragon Child. You have wandered into the lair an unstable megalomaniacal borderline supervillain who controls every facet of the room you're standing in." And before you can react, chains fire outof the walls and floor at hyper-speeds, restricting your arms and and legs. As they hold you feel weakened too... You feel like you won't be able to use any magic with these chains on you.

"Tiny Squishy Hell Beast." He says looking at you, Prism. He pulls out a pistol and points it at Alex. "If you do not stop me, I am going to shoot your friend with this gun I just found.""Alexander Varias"This doesn't feel like roleplay.

Sucks that almost all of his abilities are magic in nature.

Alex tries to pull on the chains, you know, like a sane person would do if they suddenly found themselves completely chained up. Try and get out of them.

"Uhhh- Prism??!""PRISM""You.. Uh. That -" ''The 'squishy hell beast' was absolutely caught off guard. This hypothetical didn't feel very hypothetical - but it had to be safe, right?... It probably wasn't. Megalomaniacal borderline suoetvillain, huh?''

''After the moment of hesitation and shock wore off, Prism was quick to try and create a 'golem'. Just as big of a wall on legs, thick enough to block their 'teacher's line of sight - and hopefully their shot.''"Chris"Roll intelligence.

And wild magic."PRISM""Chris"You feel like you aren't quite sure how to talk to other people. You gain the universal:

Tides of Chaos
"- The path of a Wild Mage is unpredictable, and can have untold changes, both temporary and permanent. Any permanent changes you receive from Wild Magic will go here, appended to this ability. Permanent changes so far:""-Stat Changes: -2 Appeal""Chris"Ryan Reynolds fires his pistol at the golem. The bullet bounces off your digi-code harmlessly.

"Very Good. Now, in my hand is the remote to unlock the chains. If you are not able to get it from me, I will smash it with a hammer making the chains impossible to ever escape.""PRISM"''And this was teamwork training? There seemed to be a lot of saving and not a lot of working together so far - but what did Prism know? He wasn't the expert here. He casts a quick glance back at Alexander to see how he was doing while quickly trying to improvise here. He wasn't immediately sure how to take it from Ryan's hand - but maybe his metal code could reinforce the remote & make it unsmashable. That was the first and easiest step while he tried to get around the desk to try and snag the remote.''"Chris"Roll int and wild magic"PRISM""Chris"Your magic makes connection and Ryan stops in his tracks. What do you command the CEO to do?"Alexander Varias"He points to the furthest corner of the room away from the three of them "Throw the ice pick over there please and thanks.""Chris"Ryan Reynolds throws the ice pick like a dart into the corner of the room. It sticks into the wall, he threw that fucker hard. "Ok, we 'bout done here? You guys feeling fully synergistic?"

He regained control of himself quickly."Alexander Varias"Ryan Reynolds is a terrifying man. Interesting. Funny. A blast to be around!

No idea what he's capable of.

Alex leans against Prism. Had he been not a dragon, he would have wrapped his arm around his shoulders, a sign of friendship. The lean is about as close as he's getting to that. "I'd say so, Prism?""PRISM"''Prism just kinda lazily blinks in the foam. They definitely felt synergistic, alright - But he was still trapped in a bunch of foam - But hopefully getting out of there will get him out of the foam alright.''

"Yeah - Plenty Synergistic, alright - What is this foam even made of? Jeeze...""Chris""Pixar-trade secret I'm afraid." Ryan says as he presses a button on another remote, activating a vacuum that sucks it all up. "Alright guys, my masseuses should be getting here any minute and I wanna be ready for him." He says as he starts stripping. You hurry out of the office and back to base.

Alex, you gain the universal:

Bond of Data
"- +1 Intelligence, You find yourself synergistically bonded with a certain digi-poke chaos wizard. +5 to any and all rolls relating to Sebastian Prism. This does not include any rolls relating to a group INCLUDING Prism."Prism, you gain the universal:

Bond of Melody
"- +1 Appeal, You find yourself synergistically bonded with a certain draconic elf bard doctor. +5 to any and all rolls involving Alexander Varias. This does not include any rolls relating to a group INCLUDING Alex."