CryptoLeak: Silence is Broken

Bill is able to channel collective energy through his passport, using it to teleport him directly to a new location. His passport glows with a white light before blinking and whisking him away to another place.

Immersed in a place of death, the Black Coach takes a brief detour through the land of spirits. The earth opens, and you drive down into the sloping pit, emerging from the other side in a similar fashion shortly thereafter.

Polamedes body disintegrates into tiny blue cubes that reveal the muscular and bone structure underneath before those are also digitized. The entire body from the feet to the head dissolves into tiny blue voxels before those merge together into a solid beam of blue energy that rockets from the 5g tower to a satellite and back to the end point.

The voxel dissolve works by creating a perfect loop of light that digitizes and dissolves anything it passes over. In normal circumstances polamedes can use one of his finger rings to begin the process as the ring grows up his wrist and arm towards the rest of his body. Flencing sink as it goes. In more dire circumstances the ring would need to be formed so the voxel nanites have a starting place to work from and can go from foot to head.

Mountain Spirit’s Leap

When Stinky Pete focuses his mind to teleport, his form becomes momentarily blurred, like a mirage dancing on the mountain wind. His eyes glaze over as he attunes himself to the earth beneath him, feeling the ancient paths and hidden routes that only he can sense.

As he exerts his Mind, the very ground seems to respond, sending tremors through the soil, and his form flickers, bending reality as if nature itself is plucking him from one spot and dropping him elsewhere. To an observer, it’s like he vanishes into thin air with a gust of wind and reappears where he intends, the faint sound of shifting stones accompanying his arrival.

If in a mountainous area, this ability becomes even more dramatic. The mountains seem to call out to him, their ridges and peaks aligning in his mind like a vast interconnected web. For one minute, as he traverses the rocky terrain, each step resonates with an ancient power. When he decides to jump, there’s a sudden, sharp pull as the very fabric of the mountains folds, spitting him out at the edge of another range, no matter how distant. The terrain doesn’t just connect; it becomes an extension of his will, bending space and time as if he were an avatar of the mountains themselves.

It has long been the job of the Ferryman to guide souls to their final rest. Through tempests of chaos that is the afterlife, the shining beacon of the Ferryman's lanter has long been a symbol of hope to lost souls, because a ferryman can get you to where you need to go.

The aquamancer shifts into their elemental form and melds into a nearby collection of water, only to reform shortly out of a different source of water within line of sight.