Torcuil has spent the last spent the last hour at a fever pitch of activity, grabbing books, discarding them, shuffling papers, analyzing diagrams,... he knows he's on the verge of something, and something big. Tracy continues to try and vie for Trump's attention with a variety of methods. Let's not forget that Trump is a 6'2" human, and Tracy is,... what, 3'6" standing upright? Thez has fallen asleep in her zombie-bath, and dusk approaches.
Oh yeah, this is the Tabletop Gaming continuation thread from
https://mlpol.net/vx/res/20.html if ya didn't know. Pull up a chair! New players are always welcome.
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>continuing
The Game operated on basic principles; that the audience had a moderately deterministic authority with the regard to players, and that the player had only slightly MORE deterministic authority. The player, as in the individual behind the character, has been removed from the deterministic equation.
This world is a microcosmic battle-ground where individual players - through their characters - wage metaphysical order unto the otherwise pre-determined chaos that is life. In assuming control of one level of experience, the individual metaphysically engenders assumption of control on corresponding levels.
>>1416Proceeds to help self to to garments (that'll fit), and modifying makeshift knife-cozy*
*Checks out knives*
I don't imagine Tracy to be very much of a crafter (hooves), but she can at least maintain/upgrade her shit.
Will continue with details.
[1d10+3 = 9]>>1426>being a newb in craftsTracy finds numerous scraps, lengths, and strips of a variety of thicknesses of leather, but lacks the ability to operate the jewelers equipment to make buckles and retainers. Beginning to curse this silly place, she spies a big roll of a thick shiny material with adhesive on the inside of the strip. There is a sign that reads "Gorilla tape, please conserve".
>Tracy successfully fashions a harness ... capable of holding 9 knives
>>1426I know you're away,... but don't go, k?
[1d20 = 9]>>1428>>1427>>1428
>9 knives
Why do I keep nerfing myself? I could've just said nothing...I'm still keeping my knife collection/box.
Roll to restock it with some fancier equipment than just those kitchen knives, that I have so many of.
>>1429I'm still alive, motherfucker!
[1d20 = 4]>>1431>9Can I scavenge anything special from that?
>>1432U BETTER BE O;_;O
>>1433Not yet unfortunately, all the equipment here is geared toward modifying/refining/developing a given substance. Since your knives are finished (and keen) there's nothing left to do with them.
>Srsly tho, r u ok? o_o' Shit hasn't even started yet. My biggest concern is losing power. It's my first hurricane, but I don't give a fuck.
*sharpening intensifies*
>>1435>AND LO, THAT BITCH DID CALMSo yeah, you find a few more knives in the sink (there's a dishwasher even!) incuding a phatty axe of a cleaver (the one with the hole in it), all keen.
>>1423How is your situation? I hope you're alright.
>keen
Just the way I like them.
>>1438If you've ever seen a professional cutler's satchel (improvised term); essentially a quiver except containing a variety of kitchenware (Dexter comes to mind) then you have a fair idea of what Tracy has at her disposal now.
>>1437Don't worry about him. He probably just went to bed, like a normie, because he knew he'd have to do shit in the morning. I just have chronic insomnia, so I'm staying up anyway.Having secured my equipment, I grab my makeshift bag, and furtively head over to where I sense my betrothed moving (towards football).
>>1442Aw fug. Guess I'd better get out of bed.
>>1444>murderous tripsWe left off with a spherical nonphysical interface that you have a good idea how works.
The error message indicates that this facility is in actuality, only about 30% of a much larger facility which at the moment lies buried.
Trips confirm.
*continues closer towards football, following the trail of Flashy's footsteps*
>>1445>30%Huh
I stick my arm in the bubble
>>1447Pic is error schematic.
Blue area is active, orange area is standby, red area is kill.
>>1449Good job, you've confused me
What the hell is an "error schematic"?
[1d20 = 19]>>1446>taking advantage of the available furniture to obscure her approach>>1447Thez jabs you in the back, prodding you further into the sphere.
Once inside, its almost like being underwater, partially because everything is bathed in a pale blue illuminescence. Sound is dampened also like being under water, but with greater clarity as though the sound is a latent afterthought.
The display shows a fault in the advance systems (the lower compartment), otherwise all systems operational.
[1d20 = 20]>>1451I inquire if this is a spaceship or just a strange bunker
>>1455Thez is outside the sphere, waiting.
>ATM green is computer display, pic related Is it weird if I (not Tracy) already kind of want to fug Thez? Idk what she even looks like..
>>1457I'm almost done rendering her, but she hasn't shown but her face yet. Soon.
>>1457Eh, kinda but not really
Anyway
I ask Thez whats wrong with the advance systems, and if we can help
>>1457>>1460>~_~#Since the facility is up and running, all illusory magic is nullified. Thus, what appear to be Thez's outer rags can be seen as devilish wing wrapping around her body. Since she knows the camera is on her, she flaps open her wings for a moment w/ the latest (still missing layers of opulence, but all the frosty is gilt).
>>1462>that much skinB E G O N E T H O T
jk
>>1463Oh great, does this mean investigation time?
>>1464Well, the ppl who got the building running last time aren't here and I never got the explanation anyway. I DO know that there's a downstairs that is currently full of dirt.
>>1464And yeh, btw she's a nudist. For all intents she keeps her wings wrapped around her, and her tail wrapped like a belt, but yeah
>>1466>nudistOh, wasnt expextin that
>>1465Does anyone know how to make a fucking shovel around here?
We're going to neeed lots
>>1467Yeah, I don't think we're gonna get there on our manpower for the time being.
But since I know no one is eavesdropping, let me tell you some more about this place.
Originally, the walled area you've seen was once a citadel city. The city sits atop a high mountain, from which the reigning party of the time unleashed their will upon the Game. It looks like everything went to shit along the way, but it looks like the old Shard isn't broken yet!
You see, the game is interwoven with interests and awarenesses far above/beyond the physical. 3d is only a step on the latter, but the Game is open to many other levels. You'll find players from EVERY possible scenario! The audience its SELF gets a say in what happens to players and characters!
>>1470>FINALLYYes, but lets keep playing
The Game jokes aside, I am sincere about continuing. This Game is geared toward microscopically establishing one's will in a given framework, wrought with as many twists and turns as I can throw.
In establishing one's will in the microcosm, one resolves themselves to establishing and developing themselves in the macrocosm.
Tl:dr, by owning in the Game you will own in the real.
>>1466>>1462Well, that's better than her original depiction as anime. Still, I do not trust this Thez. She looks like some ancient evil once sealed away and now unleashed.
Um... So my character previously has moved before Football, has dropped his sword and is kneeling before it. Do I get imparted with wisdom? An info dump? More powers?