The idea of magic that doesn’t follow human ideas is something I’ve given some idle thought to in the past. Stretching back to before I started Worm, I believe.

Worm lowkey does do something kind of like that with some of its powers, though it’s nowhere near as extreme as the sort of examples I’ve been thinking about, and Worm’s examples of this do still make sense from a certain human perspective.

No, what I’ve been thinking about is things like this: What if magic’s idea of what is or is not part of a whole is different from ours?

What if you try to turn a rock into a top hat, and your magic thinks the head and left shoulder of the man who is currently balancing the rock on his head, as well as a chunk of the air around him, is part of the rock? If the spell worked, you’d end up with a top hat balancing on the blood-gushing, headless torso of what used to be your wizarding assistant.

Whoops.

And magic might not even have a good grasp on what a top hat is. Usually with transmutation magic in particular, this part is explained by way of the caster picturing the target item in their head, but what if magic didn’t know enough about top hats to correctly fill in the blanks of the things the caster didn’t explicitly picture? What if the caster didn’t consider what material the top hat should be, and it ended up being made of iron, or lava? I guess the poor assistant’s body can’t get any more dead, at least.

And even if the caster did picture it as made of silk or something, how is magic supposed to know what we humans mean by “silk”? Or how the hat’s silk is supposed to be treated to make the whole thing stick together? 

Basically, what I’m getting at here is that magic is distinctly fictional because it almost always works conveniently, even when it’s not easy to use it. It follows human ideas because magic that doesn’t follow human ideas would be difficult to use not only in-universe, but narratively. It doesn’t fulfill the narrative role magic usually has, and humanity actually using it effectively would likely require more science and magitech to trick the magic into doing what we want it to, than pure wand-waving and magic words. (It’s not like humanity would give up.)

Magic like this would need to be Sufficiently Analyzed to even be properly useful – just like electricity, radio waves and other phenomena we’ve taken thorough advantage of in real life.

Glass and sand are both made of silicon dum-dum.

Sand and glass are essentially the same thing, just in different forms. Shatterbird can affect all forms of silicon from glass to quartz sand.

I mean, yeah, I know that glass is made from sand and is essentially just another form of it, but it’s a superpower we’re talking about. Magic by another name. Without testing/exposition, you never really know what sort of limits there are going to be, at what point the power is going to say “no, this is similar but it isn’t in my job description”.

So I’m absolutely fine with Shatterbird being able to control sand – I only questioned it in the sense of “oh, it extends to this form too?” – but I don’t think it would be any weirder for someone to have a power over glass and not have it extend to sand.

Hell, in most other settings, I would consider that more likely because magic doesn’t usually care about chemical composition and stuff like that, or include crabs and such alongside insects. Worm’s powers are a little different from the norm of magic in fiction because it doesn’t quite follow human categorizations and ideas.

“It was the strip of cloth that made the upper part and front leg of the letter R.” It took me a few seconds to understand but then I giggled for like ten seconds straight. I’m still having little burts of laugther.

Hehe, I’m glad you appreciated that! :p

Hello! I was just wondering if you are still taking worm doc recommendations? If you are I think worm d20 might be a safe option. It stopped before the end of arc 13 I believe so Kroc should be save to read it soon ish, and I don’t think there are any other spoilers except confirming the Sarah thing. Have a nice day.

I’m… honestly not sure if Sharks actually intended to send me this ask. Accidents do happen sometimes, even for ask screeners. But yeah, if there’s spoilers in it, I don’t understand them for now. Apparently there’s a “Sarah thing”. ¯_(ツ)_/¯

I do really like the idea of Worm TRPGs, in part because a lot of powers fit well as spells. And then of course there are less rigid systems specifically designed to lend themselves to superpowers.

I doubt I’ll be playing one anytime soon, but if Sharks finds that the documentation for one becomes non-spoilery, like Worm d20 apparently soon will, maybe I’ll take a look at how they did things. 🙂

(By the way, shortly after I was sent this ask, another friend told me that the people behind We’ve Got Worm just started up a TRPG spinoff podcast set in the Wormverse – I wonder if that may have prompted this ask?)

The line “this is not an exit” is a reference to American Psycho.

Ah, I see!

Judging by the scene I just watched from it, which may have been the final monologue, it seems to be an appropriate work to make a reference to in a story like Worm, what with the whole “fall to villainy” angle.

End of Plague 12.4

Alright, so they did come to talk. We still got some action, though, what with… Tattletale… being… grievously injured… yeeeah. That’s not good, though I’m sure she’ll live at this point.

This was a fairly interesting one. We learned about the Slaughterhouse’s tests, got a little further characterization of Cherish, Bonesaw and Jack (and a confirmation that Siberian is a cannibal), and brokered a deal that I’m not entirely sure was a good idea, even before the Nine lay down their demands.

Bonesaw remains the best Slaughterhouse member. She’s so adorrible and I love that.

Trickster’s in for a surprise when he finds out what everyone else has been up to.

So, next chapter: It’s a race against time – Taylor has less than 30 minutes to warn the people she cares about of Shatterbird’s incoming glass nuke, primarily including the citizens of her territory and her dad. In the latter case, she doesn’t seem to have given thought to how she’d warn him without cluing him in on the fact that she has connections who could actually genuinely tell, but of course that’s not as important right now as keeping him alive.

As for warning the citizens, I’m fairly sure she’s going to use bugs to direct them away from any glass she can find, either via text or via actively chasing them away from the glass – time is of the essence, after all. She might also cover the windows in bugs to block the glass and slow it down.

Somehow getting the Endbringer sirens going might help by getting people all over the city to evactuate to the shelters, but it might also create a panic, and no one’s actually manning the shelters and making sure the evacuation goes smoothly. Plus, there’s probably not enough time to do something like that, let alone to let people evacuate, and Shatterbird might decide hurrying up her plan is necessary if people all over town start moving away from where they can see and feel it.

Whatever happens, though? Unless it covers a shorter span of time than I’m expecting, next chapter’s gonna have a heck of a body count (though mostly offscreen). Quite likely a much bigger one than Extermination as a whole.

See you then!

I was a block away from them when I got my cell phone out and dialed home, but I already knew the response I would get.

Home as in home to Danny? She did want to warn him.

The automated message came from the phone as I held it in one hand, heading directly north.

At least she already got him to take off his glasses. Hopefully he didn’t eventually go “eh, guess she was wrong, back on with these”.

That still doesn’t save him from windows and such, though, unless he’s remained constantly aware of all the glass around him since.

This phone number is currently out of service.  If you would like to leave a message… 

Yeeeah. Old number, pre-Leviathan.

Judging distances wasn’t a great strength of mine.  How many blocks, how far did I have to run to reach my dad?  Five miles? Six?

Same.

I was a practiced runner, but the streets here weren’t all in the best shape.  Some were flooded, others strewn with debris, still more suffering in both departments.  There were areas that were blocked off.

Speaking of Leviathan… Seriously, dude’s got no respect. Come back here, Leviathan, clean up your mess! We want every bit of debris put back in its place or you won’t get any brownies after dinner!

“We can call Coil,” Ballistic said.  “He can send a car to get you where you need to be.”

Yeah, as long as he still cares to help them, which I believe he does.

I shook my head.  I couldn’t wait and trust that a car would arrive in time, or that it would get me where I needed to be.  There would be detours, areas a car couldn’t pass through.

Fly on a cloud of bugs!

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I turned and I started running.  Out of the parking garage, past Cherish, Bonesaw and Jack.  They didn’t say anything, and they didn’t try to stop me.

“Oh, so that’s why she’s called Skitter. Makes sense.”

It was Tattletale who gave me my orders.

…ah. How exactly? More scribblings?

“Guh,” she coughed out the word.  As Grue gently pulled my hands away to take over, she repeated, only slightly clearer, “Goh.”

Guh Goh Power Rangers!!

Guh Goh Gadget portable joke!

Go.

I stood, wobbling slightly as I backed away from her.  She looked so fragile, lying on her side, blood pooling beneath her head, around her dirty blond hair.  And I was leaving her there.

It’s okay, Taylor. She understands, and she has plenty of other people around who can help her get to someone who can actually help.

Guh goh pull that track lever.