Carrying on with the ongoing RP Game, since the last bread got extra-stale (GM really should get a bread-box). Characters are in development and progress, with a variety of tasks and agendas. Nothing is trying to eat anyone for the moment, so there's no pressure to GET IN, but who am I kidding? Stuff is always more or less happening.
Come on in, the water's fine.
No homo, can't forget that bit
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>>21861Well that was a shitty roll..
*Continues down the trail*
>>21863It wasn't a question, it was the "I have something to confess"
>spahgetti begins pouring out of sporran >>21865Wait, I forgot Warponies get +5 on Spot and Listen checks.
Does she sense anything?
>>21867Yes. She senses that she and others might just get struck by a random bolt of lightning if they don't stop being so vague about what they're doing and what their intentions are, such that the GM can actually make a reasonable response that fits both their intentions and the 'developing' plotline.
>>21868*trots forward through the forest, diligently, continuing towards the scent of the red bull*
>>21869You're right, I missed your comment about having something to say, please continue. Trollestia is listening.
>>21868Alright then
Trumpaladin puts his arm in front of Slovenia, if that is still possible, to prevent her from destroying something or whipping someone. He says to her "hold on, you'll get this"
He looks at Adam and says "I am Trumpaladin. Perhaps you heard of me. Part of the Party that killed Kefka and the Tarrasque. I severed Soros's arm. Anyways, we want to order Trebuchets for our party. I believe another member of our party was here earlier. I have here an expert craftsmare who you
are going to accept onto your team, although we should probably teach her how to work with others a bit better first."
>>21862"Owns? Heh, good luck with that," he turns back to his crew.
Slovenia however, doesn't seem too bothered by the scene. "I expected worse, but this will do fine."
>>21868im walking because i sad im not vauge.
>>21871>spagehtti is shooting out of sporran at the speed of light"Well, um. You s-see, I went to the b-bathouse. I was invited by Tay. I got in my plain kilt, got in and t-then......"
Torc begins mumbling like a madman, which I guess he is in a way.
>>21873Alrighty then, say what is in
>>21872\r
>>21874Tracy is still looking for this guy, finding every one of his deep, heavy hoofprints, and easily picking up his potent musk and trail of broken branches and dropped copies of Mein Kampf.
>>21878>>21879I assumed he always carried enough for the whole continent.
>>21875Just spit it yo.
>>21877Now we're getting somewhere.
>>21874Saying you're walking cuz sad without referencing or indicating why or what's the issue
IS vague
>>21881i get supply drops of them from the inter-dieminsion lufftewaffe.
>>21882because tracy basicly said "im not your friend infernuis"
>>21887infernuis takes everything to heart
>>21885"Blah blah, I don't care what you're doing. Give me measurements and dimensions and I'll make it happen."
Slovenia seems pleased with the mill.
"This is acceptable. Shall we venture back to the tower then?"
>>21888SHHH, you're ruining it! I saw it too! Also you should have booped! >>21883Wait, wut? You wanna run THAT by me again?
Aww shart. I have to attend to something that seriously can't wait until later.
In the mean time, Tracy continues stealthily following the bull's trail.
>>21894Infernius twists his ankle on a rock. Movement rate is halved.
>>21892Adam: "Excellent. We'll return with the details, I assume. And maybe more timber as well"
To Slovenia "Then we shall. Are you sure you don't want to make it on your own, to ensure quality? We might have a set of elves who can do lifting"
Starts to walk back to the tower. Wraps an arm around Slovenia as he goes
I know >>21897As he finishes healing himself, Tracy runs up on him, clearly having tracked him down at great length.
>>21896"Um... Slovenia? What do you know about Trebuchets exactly?"
>>21900"No idea, but they sound both exciting and challenging (trebuchets)."
>>21902"Well..."
Trumpaladin is out of words, and is heading back to the tower
>>21901Well, if I was in YOUR position, I might consider taking the opportunity to express why Infernius is salty at Tracy. Aside, I might consider the opportunity to throw MORE salt and bail. I might FURTHER describe the lanky-green fellows and belay the issue entirely. I might also,....
Sky's the limit.
>>21905i didnt know if you wanted me to interact with her while hes gone but okay
"tracy what you do hear?"
Waiting for Troll's responce on
>>21886>>21905While walking towards the Tower, Trumpaladin starts staring at Slovenia and physically touching her at more or less random to see if she responds to anything, and generally if this psycho-bitch ever breaks her trance
>>21908>goes with an interactive question, knowing that interaction is going to be delayed>>21909Troll sighs. "I can see this is important to you. It appears that this is a matter of great significance to you, and that it took a measure of courage and fortitude to even admit this to me," she says with a conciliatory sigh.
"What has that got to do with me?" she asks bluntly.
>>21908>>21911"tracy me sad because you act like you no want to be friends"
>>21910Are you TRYING to get attacked? I've relegated her responses to being 'fixated/occupied' so far 'cuz I don't want to have to deal with NPCs engaging in mutiny.