Its about to get real. I'll leave out the descriptions, you know what it is.
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Don't demons have 3 hearts anyway?
Trumpaladin keks internally
>>18891I bet you weigh more than a duck
>>18880She smirks for a moment, before leveling her gaze at Tracy.
AND YOU.
>>18882(heard). I HAVE SEEN.
She reaches out her hands, and arcs of energy strike Thez' immobile body (for the record, that whole unconscious bit wasn't planned, Thez just failed a progressive saving throw).
Thez gasps to life, panting furiously.
CHILD, AGAIN YOU DEFY ME. FOR THESE. TELL ME WHY.
As she regains her breath, Thez takes on a defiant stare. "I love them. They are mine, and I am theirs. there is no reason to it."
The woman's eyes narrow again.
>>18889>>18890(sidenote, kek)
The woman reaches out her hand, and allparty members, feel a crushing sensation.
"I'LL KILL YOU!" Thez <whoofs> and unleashes a barrage of attacks which are easily and quickly blocked and diverted.
SO I THOUGHT. YOU
HAVE LASTINGLY BROKEN THE LAW.
*is still eating demons organs, moving towards one of its hearts*
"Then take your vengeance. They are more important than anything! I stand WITH them."
SO MOTE IT BE.
The air, the tornado of fiends, Soros, his minions, and everything begins sucking back into the sky.
SINCE THIS IS WHAT YOU SO DESIRE, SO IT SHALL BE. SINCE YOU ONCE WISHED THAT ALL WHO ARE NOT OF THIS WORLD OR BROUGHT TO IT SO IT SHALL BE. SINCE YOU ARE SO CONVICTED TO THESE, IN SPITE OF MY COMMANDS, SO IT SHALL BE
>>18904*bites down and tears off as much of Soros as she can before he lifts off*
>>18904I swear to God GM this better not be the end
>>18907There's other continents and space.
Thez turns back at the party. "I guess this is goodbye, again. Maybe for the last time."
YOU MISUNDERSTAND MY MEANING CHILD.
Though harsh and oppressive, the voice has a hint of softness to it.
To the party it speaks.
SINCE I HAVE KNOWN HER, THIS CHILD HAS THOUGHT OF NOTHING BUT REVENGE. HER SOLE PURPOSE HAS BEEN THAT OF DESTRUCTION FOR TO THOSE WHO HAVE WRONGED HER OF THAT WHICH WAS PRECIOUS AND DEAR. AND YET. NOW. SHE HAS GIVEN UP POWER, FORTUNE, FAME, AND STATUS, SIMPLY TO STAND AMONG YOU.
THE TRAVEL BAN IS REINSTATED, AND SHALL REMAIN.
"But no!" Thez says
HOWEVER, YOU CHILD, ARE NOT WHOLLY INFERNAL, NOR WERE YOU. I GAVE YOU MY NATURE BECAUSE IT SERVED MY PURPOSE, AND BECAUSE IT WOULD SERVE YOURS. IT IS OF NO USE TO YOU NOW, NOR IS IT OF USE TO ME.
*stops rolling in Soros's blood and looks towards Thez*
>I'm confused but happy
>will get candy soon
I TAKE BACK WHAT IS MINE, AND LEAVE YOU WITH WHAT - AND INDEED TO - THAT WHICH WAS YOURS. YOUR MAGIC IS LARGELY STRIPPED,... BUT I SENSE YOU NO LONGER NEED IT
And with a turbulent swirl, the last of anything outside is again banished, removed and gone.
I did say Thez would regress in experience yesterday didn't I?
Soros is again banished (BTFO), outsiders are again verboten except by direct summon, and where stood a purple and maroon devil-girl lies a gray-skinned elf-dwarf, who's only desire is to be amongst her friends.
"Are,... are you ready for some Football?" she days weakly.
>end season 2 main story
>>18915How in the name of fuck did I see this coming?!
>>18915*picks up thez*
"you even more beatiful now than you ere before"
>>18920>squeee>>18915So now only the stadium exists?
>>18918Trumpaladin now looks over and waves at the pony.
"Tracy?" wave "Tracy?"
>>18921>the dreaful mare, having been pacified by the taste of blood, has once again become controllable[content, sleepy pony noises]
>>18925*Trumpaladin looks over with uncertainty, but will accept whatever hugging or other affection shown*
"Tay? What was that about 'conqueror of worlds' you told the golden lady?"
Torc isn't going to have a romantic intrest, but instead is going to have a father/daughter dynamic with norfilly.
I am okay with this
>>18898What you think this is the first time ive conquered a world before?
Trumpaladin is shaken, his confidence and certianty knocked down as if by a mighty blast
>>18927He picks up Tracy in his arms, and hoists her in part over his shoulder where he can carry her with one arm. With the other free arm, he advances towards the Football, to pick it up
As the scene calms, and as invaders are forcibly removed, the scene descends in silence.
"Three cheers for Trump! Three cheers for FOOTBALL!!" Sechs cries out.
The whole stadium erupts in elation. The sound of cheers is deafening. Thez, held aloft by Infernius, and surrounded by her dear friends - old and new - cries the first tears of joy she has ever known.
Game, set, and match.
Norfilly gains 4 levels, Tay gains 2 levels, and everyone else gains one. Also the armed and mobilized citizens gain three. All prosper on this glorious field of Football, most expressly Thez, who gains nothing,... except the leave to be amongst her friends.
>>18929Trumpaladin gives a funny look to Tay, but then looks back and proceeds towards the Football
>>18928I wanted a daughter though>>18931And now Trumpaladin is caught like a deer in headlights
>>18928more like weird but funny uncle
>>18930[tired pony noises]
>>18933Wait one year, Daddy.Beams with content, sleepily.
>>18931>Is Assassin >>18935Good point, you not possess the head of the former Emperor. You should probably say something,....
>>18935That's the dynamic I was looking for
>>18936Aren't Assassins supposed to be sekrit?
*finds head in bag*
>>18939Not when making a name for themselves
>>18931Trumpaladin, still holding the pony (if pony accepted. If not, then not holding the pony) addresses the crowds:
"What happened here to tonight has impact far greater than any before. Probably far greater than any of us standing here can imagine. We have - all of us here - freed ourselves from a great evil, one that has for long oppressed this and many lands. In the closing hours of this great struggle, the fight was lead not by the party members, but by the citizens themselves, who could stand idly by no longer, but took control of their destiny. In that, they learned the true meaning of Football - to be not just a lone individual, but a part of a team. To be a part of something greater than yourself, and to make its fortunes and glories your own. When you do this, you become more powerful than any individual, capable of greater glories. You are immortal, as you can never die so long as your comrades live on.
I will return to aid in where we go for here, but for now, our team must rest. Continue in the revelry. You deserve it"
>>18948"Aww, I'm sorry"
*picks pony back up*
>>18949*pets pony with free hand*
>>18949*smiles the sweetest smile*
Can I mummify Kafka's hands?
Thez, (assuming Infernius releases her) walks up to Tracy, and grabs her hand firmly (but not aggressively). Addressing the crowd (she hasn't lost ALL her magic) her amplified voice resounds.
"Citizens of Port Barry. Behold, she who slew the Terrasque. Behold, she who bears the head of Kefka. Look on her and tremble!"
She smiles sidelong at Tracy.
More cheers erupt from the surrounding people.
"They will sing songs of you now," Thez winks.
>>18953I was gonna have Kefka wink out in wisps of magic, but go for it. ^_^
*casts Eagle's splendor on self*
>knows it is bed time
>don't really want to sleep
>falls asleep anyway
>dreams about adventures
>and football
>>18955>not mentioning Torc killed Korak and Kefka (really hates K name apparently) settin them freeI'm actally not mad, because after the years of Torc basically being deemd a terrorist by (((them))) he doesn't want fame. He just wants to know he did good.
>Torc takes norfilly stick collecting Trollestia saunters up next to Torcuil.
"Good scotsman, I have done you a disservice. I thought my actions best, given that I have never known a hooman who had noble intentions. I admit to having wronged you. If you ever have need of an ally, or a companion, I am yours to call upon."
[1d20 = 4]>>18960"Tracy, look at me?" Looks into her eyes
Sense motive (say what you want to)
>>18961I reiterate my statement from yesterday. The Game will continue as long as there are anons who will play, and you play well. I look forward to next week (and indeed, throughout the week, I spend
most of my off hours here).
>>18962lol nobody saw you kill Kefka
*hogs all the glory with Perform and Bluff*
>>18967Yes, but Torcuil is Merlin in a sense (and in a different life so to speak). He's never been about recognition, only about doing and being proper. And he is most proper.
>>18966Many thanks, but I have mostly been eating candy, so not much wrong I could do there. I will try to do more hands on with my new power level in coming adventures.
*walks to the side to brood*
>>18929Thez runs up to Tay.
"He... hey. I just wanted to say that,... I'm a big fan. I still want to,... y'know,... sing some time. Also,... oh nevermind," she blushes. "Let me know if there's anything I can do for you," smiles meekly but still wide-eyed.
>>18974*pets back, with a sort uncertainty yet again
*
>>18973"in... Ineferius? I need someone to be with right. Please let me brood with you"
>>18973"There you are!" Thez runs up and dives into his arms. For several minutes she just sits there, saying nothing. She takes a deep breath.
>>18979"Your girl is back. For good. And more importantly, she's cured! Why are you not happy?"
>>18961Night Nordbro
>>18963"It is fine. I forgive you and I thank you for offering your assistance. So let us put that behind us"
>>18971I gotta read Kimg Arther, any extra literature with merlin?
>>18972Sorry if you don't like Torc pretty much adopting your character, I could stop if you'd like >>18980"Thez. Please help. I got what I wanted. It's terrible"
>>18976"Wanna take another bath im beat"
*yawns,in character*
>>18972That was just a matter of timing, and the fact that the party was literally facing the biggest baddie in the book AND another ALMOST biggest baddie in the book at the same time. Don't sweat a thing
>>18980"something on your mind?"
This gay bathhouse is ~comfy>>18984Give me ten minutes to prepare it.
>>18988"Tracy. No human. Except Kefka. Take him"
>>18982T> "Put
what behind us?"
>stop adopting character>missing the Arthurian potential right in front of himNot speaking for anyone, but there's merit to the idea
desu,....
>>18984>nosebleed"I,... gotta get someone first." (this is when she runs off to find Infernius.
>>18987"Just you, and me,... and maybe Taylor,... since she asked." she winks
>>18983"How could that be terrible?"
Am I the only one waiting for Sechs?
>>18997"Oh God, I'd love to explain it to you later in full detail. But let me not ruin your night, since you seem to know how to spend it."
>>19001"There'll be plenty of time for that. Whats on YOUR mind?"
>>19002"Tell Taylor to start the blood-bath. I'll be along in a moment."
>>18994Cut me slack, I haven't even read an abridged version
Lay out your refernce
>>19004"Check the grand bathhouse." (we have one now)
>>19003"I think I'm going to have to save the meat of it for a time when we have more privacy, more time to speak. But I do want to say that you impressed me there. I don't think it has been any secret that I was not... fond of your demonic elements? If that makes sense. But risking everything for comrades... That impressed me. It made me think about why I had been fighting, and what I expected to gain. What I did gain. What the consequences would be"
>>19008"Well for what it's worth, I never chose to be a
devil, I simply chose not to die. The rest was a matter of inevitability and forces beyond my control. Thanks to you and everyone here, I'm free of all that. When you're ready to talk, let me know," she kisses Trump on the cheek.
>>19010Coldly, almost as if not talking to Inferius, but past him. To no one:
"We killed a mage and his pet known for causing death and destruction pointlessly. And our first act - we, who shall lead the new order - is to bathe in a bath of blood. This does not bode well for our future"
>>19012"I need you and needed you. I'll explain later"
>>19013maybe you right, but thez....
>>19013"And I am - and shall be - at your service," she bows.
>>19014"Yes?"
>>19015i dont know if taking blood bath is right thing to do but i love you and you want to, me conflicted.
>>19014"Thez is not who worries me. But I am worried, very worried, about where this is all going."
>>19015"One more thing, one little thing. Could you take me to see her? And if you don't know who I am talking about, well, I'll ask Trollestia I guess"
>>19016"Inferius, I have much to explain to you later, when we are alone and have time. I experienced a revelation during the fight"
>>19016"Aren't Minotaurs supposed to be man-eaters anyway? What are you so hung-up on, pussy?"
>>19019*looks at Tracy with sadness*
I'm signing out for the night
Enjoy your gay bloodbath
>>19022Goodnight, Torc's faggot.
>>19023"Tracy, where do you stop?"
Thez smiles, first at Trump, then at Infernius.
To the latter, she says. "I'll only be 32 seconds, precisely," and to the former she says "Shhh, don't fight it." <whoof>
Both Thez and Trump appear at a meadow with a small creek/river running through it.
"She's just beyond these waters. And she's lonely. Her friend has not come to see her in days. The way back is to the south, follow the path past the large tree. Don't tell Tracy I told you. ^_~"
And exactly 32 seconds after appearing, Thez <whooofs> back to Infernius.
"Sorry, it was business," she smiles at him. Leading the way to the new bath house (not my idea, but) it becomes apparent that there are two main tubs, one filled with blood, the other filled with purified water.
>>19026...
"Inferius? I discovered something. Nevermind, I'll explain later"
>>19022Until next time, good scotsman
>>19027Thank you
Trumpaladin walks slowly, following the path, with somber expression
>>19027>'Fuck you, Thez!'Is what she would say, if she knew.
>>19030Presumably until the Unicorn is within sight, or he is within sight of the unicorn
>>19033As Trump continues north, he sees a large and serene tree, not like the one that hid the jew hoard. As he approaches he notices the grass is long and undisturbed, flowing in the breeze. As he glances at it, a voice calls from behind the tree. "Who,... who goes there?"
>>19032Thez takes his hand (suddenly realizing that she's totally naked and without wings to cover herself, but still bespeckled with gems, decides its far too late for modesty) and leads him forward.
>>19034"Hello" He calls out, trying to sound friendly
"I am the Paladin who follows Trump, Trumpaladin"
>>19036"You are not known to me,... but I can sense that you are not evil either."
And a fair-skinned/furred Unicorn peeks out from behind the large tree.
>>19039Actually, I don't want to hear the answer...
>>19038Trumpaladin extends out a hand to see if he will meet her, but generally shows that he means no harm
"I sort of know you. From a distance. I saw you in korak's ship, and sought to try to free you that night. That didn't go so well. He's dead anyways, we killed him. You need not fear him ever again.
What is your name, and where do you come from?"
>>19039Kek
>>19040I like fair hair and dark skin, which unfortunately does not exist in nature
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>>19042"For that you have my thanks. What brings you to this hallowed grove?"
She extends a hoof reluctantly, but decisively.
>>19042>fair hair and dark skinYou're thinking of a Lipizzaner: they're dark gray underneath
(don't tell Aryanne I told you). >>19043>>19044Trumpaladin gladly accepts
"I wanted to speak to you. I am here with a party of people, who, like myself, did not start on this world. I like them, but I felt I needed more contact. I am well known among the people of the town, but they expect much of me. Have a certain idea of me - not bad, but I don't want to maintain that appearance now. I saw you and recognized you as an Equestrian. I knew Equestrians in my past life, always got along with them. I know of only one here, and well, let's not talk about her. I wanted to seek out you. See if maybe we don't have something in common"
"I have come to be called Slovenia, but that is not my name..."
The rest is something only for those in the grove.
>>19049Stahp, its not like with Trollestia, I just don't have any energy. This has been exhausting. @_@
>>19051Thanks, GM. You work hard.
>>19050The problem is, he's not an elf>>19051Kek, sorry. I should have played out what I wanted to say with Thez, but she was doing other things
>>19053Definitely doing that RP with Thez or Inferius or both though
>>19052You all make it worthwhile
>>19050Yes
>>19053All in good time
As those who are want venture to the new bath house, they are immediately struck by a sign, with fresh, gleaming paint. Lenos walks way from the doorway. "You're welcome," he says.
Emblazoned across the doorway is the unmistakable phrase:
"NO HOMO"
>>19058"You owe me," he calls, venturing up to the tower interface, to watch whatever happens.
And with that, GM wanders away (not far, I'm NEVER far)
>>19060It's been a long day. Great Job. I got a little fucked up emotionally at some point during it all, but that happens.
Goodnight!
>>19062Thats kind of the idea. One has to dig at their scars in order to clean them out and properly dress them. ^_~
>>19065Sorry, I mistook your meaning. I thought that you interpreted my 'leaving the proceedings open to the imagination' (not in a lewd sense, but in an endearing and sincere-but-otherwise candid sense) as something that might parallel what happened with Trollestia and Torcuil, or you for that matter.
>>19066inis's faggot wisehes you faggots a goodnight.
>>19066Kek, I'll fill in what would have happened for you: Trumpaladin asks Slovenia much about herself, but really, tries to spend the night talking to her
the way girls talk to other girls. That is to say, he uses her mostly as a wall against which to throw his negative emotions and his dis-contentedness, maybe trying to seek sympathy or company with her in that regard. Basically, he tries to make her a confidant, possibly taking advantage of how she's sort of a captive audience.
He eventually falls asleep there in the meadow, partly because he doesn't want to go back, partly because he's too tired, and mostly because he doesn't know the way back.
I was eaking at the implication that she gave him her real name>>19066>>19067Good night faggots.
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>>19068>wanting people to watch him be cuteFaggot
>real nameMaybe she did, only Trump knows. ^_~
>>19069Okay seriously, why is Tracy creditted as killing the Tarrasque? Under the order she had already gone that round, when she threw the grenades and blew her hoof up. When Nordfilly cast determination, it was the last move of that round. The next move would have been mine and the Tarrrasque's, with Thez and Trollestia moving before Tracy
>>19056>The no homo bathouse Guess germanon can't call us gay now
>>19062I know what you mean
Imagine my suprise when I came back after an hour wondering what the hell had happened when I was gone, and I found out my "McDonalds brand recreational thumb nukes©™®" had worked
>>19070Because there is a subtle lesson I'm trying to convey
What's my character's initiative bonus in her nightmare form?
>>19075With the exception of the Dog, I haven't been applying initiative bonuses.
>>19077Here's the thing. Binging on those "how to be a great PC/GM" has brought a few things to mind, and while I appreciate MUCH of the insight that is presented in those videos, it also highlights one of my issues with tabletop games in general, and why I set out to craft this Game in the first place.
For one, while the rules are most useful in maintaining a degree of cohesion to the "game engine", outside of having a computer to verify that each and every rule is followed, including every modifier and attribute, there are points where it all becomes 'too much', especially with regard to the flow of the game. There are all sorts of (too many?) little tweaks that can be applied that change the gameplay dramatically, but without improving the quality.
Take this example, if anyone had taken the Improved Initiative feat (and I had applied it) that could have changed the order of activity for the whole fight. This would have lead to an entirely different process, but in order to appreciably allow for that I would have to make certain that every player knew about "Improved Initiative", as well as the whole slough of feats and modifiers, and skills, and what have you. That level of investigation or dissemination might be fun or viable to players who have little or nothing to do with their free time than read through the books countless times (which I've done and I STILL miss shit all over the place), but since everyone here has better things to do (mostly Xp), I prefer to just play the frickin' game and creatively ad-lib when in doubt. I mean, I didn't even bother to precisely calculate most character's modified AC, simply because the dice are more than able to indicate the rough probability of success, within a reasonable margin of error.
>>19078>I prefer to just play the frickin' game and creatively ad-lib when in doubt.This is really the most fun way. Rulecucking The Game too rigidly might also discourage other players from joining. As long as I can still keep doing cool stuff, I'm satisfied.
>>19079Likewise. Any time I've joined a new group, the GM has insisted I spend 2-3 hours spelling out every detail of a character, when the gross majority of those details never even come into play (including HP, skills, etc.). Fuck that shit. I mean yesterday I was particular about setup and preparation (both cuz I was multi-tasking and cuz otherwise it would have been a slaughter; imagine if the party had walked in in a group and just attacked the Dog!) but that was an exceptional case.
>>19080Yeah. New players don't normally have an Archmage and a Tarrasque as their very first enemies.
Can I advance the augmentation of Tracy's alternate form? She ate like 1/4
of Soros last night.
>>19081Certainly not, but that gives me reason (not that I needed it) to open up all sorts of inter-city/inter-state commerce which was being stifled by the Emperor's presence.
>>19082No, in fact, I was going to have Sothelehren (the gold-lady) remove the existing Soros-essence from Tracy upon their departure. I didn't, but I'm still strongly considering it. Xp
Whatever happened to that Football anyway?
>>19085I had intended it to become the official game-ball of the Denver Bronco's, with the lingering threat of it being used by nefarious forces to bring back the Dog at some point.
Whoops, I've said too much!
>>19086I kind of wanted to make some cool armor out of its carapace and scrape the body for mutagens, but an official ball is good too.
Before she loses her Ebil powers, can Tracy begin mutating other horses for her Assassin cult?
For sake of progress and narrative, I will say this:
Since the game world existed before the PCs began their participation, there was naturally a variety of agendas and factions operating entirely independent of the PCs activities. NOW, the PCs have become among the most critical aspect of the entire world, having slain the grand tyrant and the horrible and oppressive regime he had enacted on the world. There are still factions and all, but suddenly (from the outside perspective) there is a new "game" in "town", and the existing story/narrative is vastly less significant and central to the story. Simply put, I apologize that the story has been so linear from this point, and my efforts will now be focused on allowing the PCs the ability to entirely direct the focus and direction of both the party, the Port (as well as the communities they interact with), whether through individual or group exploration.
>>19087I didn't say I'm going to yet, I'm just holding it over your head should she use her abilities to malign the party further. Xp
>>19088Can she start the indoctrination/mutations though? Maybe add some Fiendish templates to some local equines?
It's also nice to get some individual exploration. Now I don't need to be as sneaky with her edginess.
That's why I asked if the removal of any and all outsider presence meant any and all. It seemed to me that, well, all traces of outsider would be removed if Thez lost the demonic elements that in part defined her
>>19079>>19078>>19073When there are story/character consequences, I prefer strict rules of procedure to be followed to ensure fairness