The main part of the party in Mended Horn is wrapping up a matter at an Abandoned Whaling/Sealing station... somewhat. Virgin Flame has made her return and is celebrating with exercise and tea after recovering an important marble statue head and vanquishing several amoebas in the process.
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GM, we have:
Dusty, Posey, Cheesy (me), Noodly/shiny, and birdey (the other term is antisemitic)
Can I please try to put away the thing? Its driving me nuts not knowing @;,_,;@
Dusty, Posey, Cheesy (me), Noodly/shiny, and birdey (the other term is antisemitic)
Can I please try to put away the thing? Its driving me nuts not knowing @;,_,;@
Brie's player is currently engaged in a struggle, wanting to literally force GM to cough up about the trident piece Brie is delicately truing to secure.
He is holding out knowingly, just ss I predicted the keys reapnse.
"I never did find out qhat these are for, if anyone wants to investigate."
He is holding out knowingly, just ss I predicted the keys reapnse.
"I never did find out qhat these are for, if anyone wants to investigate."
>>181991
Nice.
What's there color scheme?
Vir finishes the cup with swig and smacks her lips with loud smacks. The smacks that real horses make when they chew on a carrot with their thick lips that sound more like vacuums being popped on repeat.
"K-can I, have some more?" she asks like a filly asking for an extra slice of cake during a party.
Nice.
What's there color scheme?
Vir finishes the cup with swig and smacks her lips with loud smacks. The smacks that real horses make when they chew on a carrot with their thick lips that sound more like vacuums being popped on repeat.
"K-can I, have some more?" she asks like a filly asking for an extra slice of cake during a party.
Also, this isnt a "dunking on" or anything, I specifically (notb exclusively) contribute n to a less readabilitybod the "timeline"
>>181992
>>181993
What is the question about it?
Yes, Brie has it
>>181984
He goes up, opens the door and... Yeah, the room is basically as it was. Papers strewn on the table, bed unmade. Like someone is living there. Kind of cold.
The shower is open.
>>181994
Uh... I'd have the look that up. I want to say white for Flowercup and kind of an eggnog yellow-brown for Heather, but that's probably completely wrong.
"Oh... Okay..." Heather says, looking at the adorable large mare. "Flower cup, pour her some more."
Flowercup comes by, very awkwardly holding the handle of the teapot with her mouth, and then slowly pouring the tea in Vir's cup... maybe overflowing a little bit... and then it gets on the table. And then Heather tells Flowercup "Clean that up!" and Flowercup has to go back, get a rag, and then come bag and clean it up. And then when Vir tries to pick it up to sip it, a little more spills.
Anyways, Heather offers to provide sugar. One, two, three cubes... and the cubes cause it to overflow again. Damn it Flowercup.
>>181993
What is the question about it?
Yes, Brie has it
>>181984
He goes up, opens the door and... Yeah, the room is basically as it was. Papers strewn on the table, bed unmade. Like someone is living there. Kind of cold.
The shower is open.
>>181994
Uh... I'd have the look that up. I want to say white for Flowercup and kind of an eggnog yellow-brown for Heather, but that's probably completely wrong.
"Oh... Okay..." Heather says, looking at the adorable large mare. "Flower cup, pour her some more."
Flowercup comes by, very awkwardly holding the handle of the teapot with her mouth, and then slowly pouring the tea in Vir's cup... maybe overflowing a little bit... and then it gets on the table. And then Heather tells Flowercup "Clean that up!" and Flowercup has to go back, get a rag, and then come bag and clean it up. And then when Vir tries to pick it up to sip it, a little more spills.
Anyways, Heather offers to provide sugar. One, two, three cubes... and the cubes cause it to overflow again. Damn it Flowercup.
>>181999
Kira gives Dust a friendly lamia hug as well, as the nearly-raped zebra looks like he could use one as well.
Kira gives Dust a friendly lamia hug as well, as the nearly-raped zebra looks like he could use one as well.
>>181998
Oh, I was expecting something dramatic
"Well. I'm sorted here, any way I can help further?" Idk how much time is left, but without having determined the point of the keys, Brie is satisfied tat theres 'a thing' to look into
Oh, I was expecting something dramatic
"Well. I'm sorted here, any way I can help further?" Idk how much time is left, but without having determined the point of the keys, Brie is satisfied tat theres 'a thing' to look into
>>182003
Because Dusty is a better nichname than ... well you come up with a nickname based on his surname Xp
Because Dusty is a better nichname than ... well you come up with a nickname based on his surname Xp
>>182003
Kira giggles, and gives Dusty a friendly squeeze before letting him go. The zebra is super huggable, just like the ponies!
Kira giggles, and gives Dusty a friendly squeeze before letting him go. The zebra is super huggable, just like the ponies!
No srsly by all credit the Blues Traveler helped Brie crack the safe (ngl. Wasnt sure he'd have managed)
>>181998
>but that's probably completely wrong.
That's fine. ^^
>And then Heather tells Flowercup "Clean that up!" and Flowercup has to go back, get a rag, and then come bag and clean it up.
At first, Vir says nothing as she preceives there too be some kind of tension in the air. To Vir the filly seems nervous. She could be wrong about this of course.
>cause it to overflow again. Damn it Flowercup.
^^
A teeth revealing grin forces its way onto Vir's features. Deep laughter erupts from her. Vir then reaches out with her, now somewhat coated in tea hoof, to Flowercup and just places it on her head just behind the ears. She gently rubs her hoof into her mane.
Her hoof feels like living stone with a pulse running through it. Her frog kinda reminds Flowercup of a pillowcase but if your stuck as many pillows in it as you possibly could.
Does she realize how hopeless it would be to try to escape this mare if she grabbed her?
"Not worry over me," Vir says, smile, and closes her eyes like this: '^^'
>but that's probably completely wrong.
That's fine. ^^
>And then Heather tells Flowercup "Clean that up!" and Flowercup has to go back, get a rag, and then come bag and clean it up.
At first, Vir says nothing as she preceives there too be some kind of tension in the air. To Vir the filly seems nervous. She could be wrong about this of course.
>cause it to overflow again. Damn it Flowercup.
^^
A teeth revealing grin forces its way onto Vir's features. Deep laughter erupts from her. Vir then reaches out with her, now somewhat coated in tea hoof, to Flowercup and just places it on her head just behind the ears. She gently rubs her hoof into her mane.
Her hoof feels like living stone with a pulse running through it. Her frog kinda reminds Flowercup of a pillowcase but if your stuck as many pillows in it as you possibly could.
Does she realize how hopeless it would be to try to escape this mare if she grabbed her?
"Not worry over me," Vir says, smile, and closes her eyes like this: '^^'
>>182019
>squeaky
^^
Vir slowly opens her eyes and finds herself staring back. She ends up pulling both her gaze and hoof away since she felt a bit awkward.
She looks back at them. Giving them both her question, "So, what is your relation? You mother and foal?"
>squeaky
^^
Vir slowly opens her eyes and finds herself staring back. She ends up pulling both her gaze and hoof away since she felt a bit awkward.
She looks back at them. Giving them both her question, "So, what is your relation? You mother and foal?"
>>182012
He puts his pistols in his jacket then, heads down to the bottom floor and leaves the building
He puts his pistols in his jacket then, heads down to the bottom floor and leaves the building
So assuming nothing happened while wrapping the seeming polearm broadpoint Brie pulled from the safe, he would be concluded on any fixative agenda. He would doff the telescope tho, too unwieldy/weighty especially in that hes straddling the line of a light load. He would offer n it to the party. And advocate for its market value.
>>182024
"Right! My apologies,... that weird crown has me second guessing myself."
[1d20+11 = (16+11) = 27]
"Right! My apologies,... that weird crown has me second guessing myself."
[1d20+11 = (16+11) = 27]
I'm back
What did I miss? Are we done searching the boat?
What did I miss? Are we done searching the boat?
I'm going to roll search to see if Posey finds anything interesting after the skull:
[1d20+5 = (9+5) = 14]
[1d20+5 = (9+5) = 14]
He fondles the keys he never figured out what goes to. "A keepsake, perhaps?" Unable to imagine a scenario where he leaves the keys for the commies, Brie pockets the keys. He then turns to the knife. Acceptable, he supposes. The style and shape of the blade certainly arent his preference, more Rambo and less early-Doctor Strange. He doesnt have any sheathes for it. Best to put it from his mind he thinks, as the knife falls from his hooves with a clattering sound, belying it's false tang and welded fittings (ugh).
>>182038
"A cut fuel line? Thats it? Hold on, the ship isn't sinking because of a cut fuel line. Not contesting the fuel line is cut, just saying, theres more than that under the hood."
"A cut fuel line? Thats it? Hold on, the ship isn't sinking because of a cut fuel line. Not contesting the fuel line is cut, just saying, theres more than that under the hood."
>>182039
It suddenly occurs to Brie that with a cut fuel line, this boat is a firebomb waiting to gomoff, potentially. "You know what? Nevermind. We should go."
It suddenly occurs to Brie that with a cut fuel line, this boat is a firebomb waiting to gomoff, potentially. "You know what? Nevermind. We should go."
>>182031
Apologies, but I recalculated and hes at his light load limit (and I havent asked how much the thingy weighs)
Apologies, but I recalculated and hes at his light load limit (and I havent asked how much the thingy weighs)
Okay, Baltimare crew: Dark Star, Virgin Flame, Ambersubset.
I want to at some point make your characters meet up. Or at least, two of you. I have a few quest ideas. One is participating in an immigration raid on gnolls, zebra voodoo practitioners. Another is encountering possible spoop in the Baltimare underground, an abandoned hospital, or out in the woods. I can do individual quests if this is what is desired. Please give input on what you want to do.
I want to at some point make your characters meet up. Or at least, two of you. I have a few quest ideas. One is participating in an immigration raid on gnolls, zebra voodoo practitioners. Another is encountering possible spoop in the Baltimare underground, an abandoned hospital, or out in the woods. I can do individual quests if this is what is desired. Please give input on what you want to do.
Some friends have convinced me to go to Bronies NL Meet 31, which lasts tonight until midnight. This might limit my ability to engage seriously tonight, though I am not certain. I will try.
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