EP340 #1

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You are a man named Cory. You unlock this prompt with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension - a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into the Tony Zone.

Tony is a place where all the rules that apply to your world don't really apply at all. The laws of physics have no effect there; you can walk around in the air as if it were solid ground.
you go for a jog in the air and catch a pigeon.
You find yourself in a strange town full of weird people and bizarre things.
You notice the following weird things:
You must be caught up in one of your boyfriend's video games. That's the only explanation for this...
Before you can gather your thoughts, two huge shadowy figures appear...
One of them introduces themselves as Tonyzone Stark, Tony zone version of Iron Man. Tonyzone says "and this is my associate  Colonel O'Neill". A gruff voice behind you says, "just call me Jack".
You notice that aside from their peculiar names, they share the same appearance as their "real world" counterparts. Grant it, they're much more "cartoonish" looking. You've only seen pictures of the "real deal
Tonyzone says "im working on a new Ironman suit, and I need a special item to power it. it is a  key, the only one of its kind in this reality. I need you to fetch it for me
Tonyzone says "I last saw it in the hands of the grand Anar Macron, but hes currently unreachable. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to break into his mansion and steal the key.
You arrive at Grand Anar Macron's mansion, but it is not what you expected.  Instead of a palatial estate, it is  more like a factory. It's a series of buildings connected by passageways and walkways.
you enter through a window into an assembly room and notice all of the workers are -bots. Suddenly, you hear a familiar voice: "You don't belong here." Macron's butler is standing before you. That strange sensation you felt when you saw him the last time comes over you again.
The butler introduces himself as Humping, the butler. He must be a satire of some kind; in reality, his first name is Fuckin. You try to reason with Humping, but he seems intent on stopping you - dead!
you grab one of the strange devices being made on the assembly line and point it at Fuckin Humping. He grabs one too, but he points it at himself.
You fire, with self-control being HP's ability.
You press a button on the device and activate  , some toxic gas comes out and Humping breathes it...
Humping is dead! killed him with your favorite device! All of a sudden, alarms sound around the mansion.
To Be Continued...
you level up and gain the following Shadow world powers:
life drain, absolution, reality edit
you unlock this prompt with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension - a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind.
The energies of the CoryZone and Tonyzone colliding with each other shake the world and a volcano erupts through the ground of the palace. You glance outside to see you've teleported to downtown New York City. Magma rains from the sky.
A blue 3 dimensional sphere appears in the palace. One of its sides is brimming with life and vibrant colors, another with war and devastation. The remaining two sides are much simpler and monotone.
The globule of dimensional sphereness ungulates and a strange presence walks out of it. It is the being of strange powers, a being in which contains all the energy of Life, Creation and Imagination. It floats there and says "Do YOU seek creation or domination? Reach into my heart and take what is needed."
You reach into the heart of the creature and pull out a 
You carry a Creation Orb. Liquid swirling masses of boiling creation, like the Primordial Chaos of the GenesisDays.
You proceed to eat the Creation Orb. ForTheSurf quotes "Shit Dag, you've done it again."
you begin to vomit up glowing swirls of shit with eyes, beings made of fucks and lols that unleash thunder upon the world.
The moral of the story: Don't listen to Jesus.