The latest segment of our little adventure begins with the party frozen stiff,... because we ended it on a still-frame. Trump is bleeding and bruised, with an almost unnoticeable limp, while Tracy is still shuddering from Trump's ill placed hand earlier. Thez is nearby flicking giant-brain from her shoulder, while Giga-Torcuil - essentially a giant bearded scotsman in a plaid robe - wrestles with a 7-headed hydra (and losing I might add).
By the way, had I remembered that there was a hydra in MLP, I'd have used imagery much sooner.
Crap, wrong image.
There. So that, except with 7 heads, and most of them have a grip on Torcuil's 'not suited for wrestling with hydras' forearms. He's a bit of a bleeder it looks like.
For those not in the know, this is the continuation of a hybrid Dungeons and Dragons campaign which has been modified to suit anonymous image-boards. New players are always welcome, please just announce your interest in playing and we'll figure it out as we go.
Lurkers are welcome, please don't be disruptive. ^_^
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>>1902You immediately find a whole section devoted to potions. Specific interest?
>>1903Transformation or healing
There's plenty of information. If you're looking to synthesize healing and/or transformation potions, you may consider yourself having sufficient information. Unfortunately, there's not much in the way of ingredients available, and while the mess hall can synthesize food, it can't recreate the fundamental properties that make components effective. Also, sorry for dubs.
>Thez noms from a big jar of Hydra-jerkey
>>1901Alright. As a cleric, you're welcome to use a zweihander, and you can use some armor, but only piecemail (think chainmail with spaulders, greaves, and occasional plates).
>not part of the Kreigsmesser master race Xp >tfw you're the only one here RPing as a mudpony
I didn't realize this would just be three weeks of gladiator style battles. Can GM point me to anything my character could use in this room? Or how I can develop the story of this game?
>>1905Okay, can I at least have a reciepe for one and/or the other so I can realize how screwd I am?
>>1912>kek confirms Claymore master race with pistol-getHaha plebs
Anyway, whats the recipe?
YOU CANT JUST SAY "sure"
I cannot go: I must fulfill my role as the psychotic stalker.
*trots off to football shrine to find the Trumpadin*
Suddenly Thez springs to her feet.
"Alright! Enough of this lagging around! I say the time has come where we explore this strange world and learn of the cities and the people and the world we find ourselves in
and get back my record-contract! Anyone feeling up for it?
>>1913I'll do you one better. If you're out and about, you can make a simple potion out of simple ingredients, the availability of which can be determined with a die roll (by the way, you might want to "grab some potion making stuff). More complicated potions require the equipment you can find here in the 'library'.
>>1909Please note, your character hears none of this. He's still facing the door.
>>1914Where is Trumpadin anyway?
I want to talk to him about this "foot-ball"
And its magical propertys
*Ignores Thez and creeps up on Flashy using assasin stealth*
>>1917Idk, but he's gonna get >raped if he doesn't act soon.
>>1913 Oh cool
WHAT DO YOU MEAN RECORD-CONTRACT?
>>1918>rapedSheeeeeiiiiiiiiittttttttttt
So whats Thez doing?
Are we realing going on an adventure to who knows where to do who knows what for who knows who all for who knows why?
The Football shrine's power heals all damage and status ailments, but characters can still take damage within the shrine, correct, even if it's healed instantly?
>>1926"Unless you wanna stay holed up here,... me, I wanna know what's changed in the Game
and get back my record contract"
She's standing on one of the tables, but she's only 4' tall normally, so she stands slightly taller than Trump.
>>1927Pretty much. Its essentially a spot where you can <click> You're healed!
*brandishes giant's bone, looming just behind the praying figure of Flashy, his tacky, golden armor glistening in the light of the football*
>>1931Oh shit,
Wait
>boneAm...
Am Inthinking too far into this?
*WHAAAM*
*kKnocks-out the completely unsuspecting Paladin, just long enough to drag him away from the shrine*
"Praise football." Tracy snickers
Thez calls after: "Here, you might want to drink plenty of water!"
Also confederate anon/Infernius: You're in the room to the right of the one with an X on it (that one was Tracy's room).
*Drags towards personal room, Humming to self*
"We're going to have some fun tonight, ~Flashy."
>*Binds limbs with giant's sinews*
"Good, old-fashioned, all-Equestrian FUN!"
>>1941>>1942*stops* I dont like where this is goingI step outside seeing if there is any supplies at all
"Its times like this I'm glad to be Neutral Evil," Thez giggles and turns back to Torcuil. "Well, you mind waiting a moment for them to,... re-emerge?"
>>1943What kinda supplies? If you mean food, you can carry about 2 weeks worth of dry goods, readily available in the Mess. Bedrolls and the like are also available.
>>1945Nah, I meant like wood, corpses, magical runes predicting your moms damnation. you know, the norm
>>1944Eh fine you bastard
>>1945Assume this is all entirely premeditated and that I already brought all the crap I'm about to use.
(Still humming)"~Hmmhmm..!"
>*tosses on bed*>*Begins undressing. Keen-edged knives slicing through retarded gold armor like cheese*>*whispers into ear* "It's about time I reminded you of that fateful night you promised to marry me, ~Flaaashy!">>1945I want kinky equipment and drugs. If it's available, I would've already found it.
>>1940alright m8, can i perception to listen for any sounds?also ima newfag how do i roll?
>>1947Okay first of all, you are welcome to slice through the straps and binding of his armor, but no the keen edge does not just go through armor. Secondly, there's not much to having 'kinky' when you've got leather straps and buckles (there's plenty, 4 giants and their clothes got resourced), and 3
there ARE drugs, but you haven't found any sign at this point [2d8 = 10]>>1948Enter in the e-mail field:
Dice (# of)d(sides)
Sample roll is "dice 2d8"
[2d8 = 5]
But yes, any sort of listen or skill check is a d20