====> Adam: get the fuck up

[Roger Smith]

After a long while of browsing this and that, and distracting himself with a few videos on what seemed to pass for this place's equivalent of YouTube, he came across something rather interesting. Apparently, Omnilium could let you summon things at will? Well, that was awesome. Kind of. But what the heck was Omnilium? He remembered that First Guardian....thing mentioning it, but he had been too busy fuming to pay much attention to any of that.

But if all he had to do was just...sort of...focus on what he wanted, that should be easy enough to do. Maybe. Hopefully? It would explain how his laptop suddenly appeared, now that he thought about it for a second. It hadn't just showed up out of nowhere, after all. Looks like his single-minded complaining and focus on wishing it was here had turned out to be enough to summon the damn thing, completely by accident.

He wasn't going to complain, but it had been kind of weird.

Now he was contemplating trying to summon something else. Maybe something to help get him a leg up...the crutch rifle his pal Rhys had made for him, maybe? Tapping a finger against the case of his laptop in thought, he turned his mind toward the weapon, trying to picture it as cleary as if he were retrieving it from his sylladex. At first, nothing happened. But he was a stubborn one, and he really wanted to get up, if only to stretch his legs for a minute, so he kept at it, until, finally, something started to happen, and a shimmering envelope of myriad colors started to blossom into existence before him, growing up much more rapidly than out, until it just...sort of...popped.

And as it did, the familiar form of his trusty old crutch -- one of a pair whose twin he had lost somewhere during his adventures, now concealing an extra special surprise -- stood proud for all of a second before it started to teeter and fall...right toward him. He caught it, with a motion that seemed far too well-practiced to be simple luck or reflex, and laid it on the ground beside him.

He had suddenly gained another idea... He wondered if he could summon living things, too? It would certainly be an easy way to--

No, no, no! That would just be...well, that would be wrong.

Maybe he could try and summon some of his consorts, though? Hell, the goofy little creatures might help his mood at least a little. And so he put his mind to work, once more.