This thread begins the next leg of the game, where GM (likely unsuccessfully) teaches of the wonders of rare-meat. Yes, I know Trump IRL likes his steak well-done, and to me that alone is evidence of controlled opposition. I still support the man, but dammit. Rare meat is the finest you can ever taste, satisfying immediate/basic hunger needs better than well meat, but also satisfying more primal urges and evolution. Remember, meat is only unsanitary if it is old or processed through a slaughter-house with poor quality control.
Enough about meat, lets get back to the game. Infernius is attempting to Leeroy Jenkins at the orcs, except that he has to climb a rope ladder to do so (cloven hooves = slower climbing). Tracy mulls about a very closed for business city that has cannons on the south-face, not yet realizing that unless she wants to go Nightmare (and thus ethereal but also glowing-in-the-dark) she's SOL.
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>>23955"me find a tribe of savages me gonna take prisioner."
[1d20 = 10]>>23959He blinks a couple times. "Knock yourself out," he says dropping his goggles back over his eyes, picking up his latest piece, glowing red hot from one of the smaller forges. Oh, by the way there's a giant bird cooking in the uber-sized forge. "Nah, I don't know of any cages, and
certainly not enough to cage a whole
tribe. There is the quarantine area though," he says after a moments thought.
>>23958The Roc is diving toward your position with a "SCREEEE"
>>23961Also, for the heck of it, practice blinking with etherealness.
>>23960can you make knockout darts?
... and missed Tracy with a fly-by attack. It concludes its action moving out of range.
>>23961Tracy resumes filling the place with smoke. The Roc resumes a holding pattern.
>>23962No blinking. It takes a standard action to go ethereal or come back.
>>23963"Hmmmm. Well, whether they're knockout darts or not depends on the poison not the design, but I don't think I've ever tried to make darts before. Let me think about it."
>>23955"Judging by the fact that you did not know what I was talking about immediately, I'll take that as a good sign. You recall that Equestrian Unicorn I showed up with here yesterday. Slovenia, 'bout 4 feet tall, white, and ran right past you. She said something to me this morning about making mill workers work for her, and to me it was a giant red flag, though I could not tell if she meant to say that she was going to charm the male mill worker with sex appeal, or if she meant she would do something coercive. I want to know if she's done... well, anything to make your mill workers do work outside of a wage based I-pay-you-money-to-do-this contractual nature. That's all"
>>23964How long can Tracy stay like that before she can't go ethereal or produce smoke, and she's fatigued and can only move at half speed?
>>23964Heat eggs diligently for a few minutes, then stop again.
Stare down bird once more, not having moved a muscle.
>>23966The change is psychosomatic: she's in Mother Goose mode atm. >>23964"thanks lennos."
*ill go back to the orc village on utachit*
>>23965"Extra work? Sex appeal? Alright, she's pretty hot I'll admit it, but other than being a little bit of a cunt about production, nah. If my guys slack of, she lets 'em have it, but here glowing-horn shit is really useful to have around."
>>23967That boy needs therapy.
Seriously, I get where her head's at.
>>23966Probably at the end of this 'ethereal' casting, which she's about 1/4 of the way into
As Tracy checks on the eggs, the Roc starts flipping out and flying all over the place.
>>23969Withgold flame until she gets a response from Daddybird.
>>23968>UatchitFinally! Xp
>>23970Daddy-bird is not paying attention, its flying around chaotically, flipping this way and that.
"SCREEEEE" can be heard, less loud than the Roc, but still clear and detectable.
>>23969>That boy needs therapy. Seriously, I get where her head's at.I want to know what this means
[2d20 = 20]>>23971Resume heater mode.
Spot plus Listen checks (both +5) as she angles her neck and ears towards the sound
What made the noise?
>>23973Sorry, it was a song-meme reference. "Psychosomatic, that boy needs therapy"
>>23974Its coming from the Roc, but its NOT coming from the Roc. "SCREEEEEEEE" THAT was from the Roc,...
"SCREEEEE" That was the other thing.
>>23974You're too far away to get a good look, but there is something gray and reddish on the back of the Roc.
>>23968WHat's your method of approach?
>>23976I think I know exactly what that is...
[smoking intensifies]
>>23978You probably do. Thez disengages from the rock with a crescent-flip, landing some distance away on the air. "SCREEEEEE" she,... screeches.
The bird looks at her, the air around her boiling over with unholy aura, and then at Tracy's position, but doesn't advance on either.
[1d20 = 3]
The rock lifts up, and uses the slight elevation increase to begin a dive at Thez.
[1d20 = 13]>>23977i get over directly over the tree then i go straight down. unless i see the roc.
[1d20 = 11]
Thez doesn't even dodge
And punches the Roc square in the nosebeak, stunning it, which it begins to fall as a result of. "I fuggin' warned him,...."
>>23981*nurses eggs pretending not to stare too much*
>>23985... Is.. is he okay..?
>>23983You see it, but its far enough away that it wouldn't register as immediate, and it just started falling.
>>23987ok i continue with my plan.
>>23986"He'll be fine, I hit him non-lethal. I didn't realize the bird I dropped earlier was mated. I guess I should have asked. It wasn't until I was already on his back that I remembered I can talk with any living creature (its a monk thing). So I apologized for having dropped his girl, told him he was better off leaving to try and live a new life, but that if he kept on he might not fly away from it," she says, a little sad.
>>23988You see scrawny orcs with crude bows all around the perimeter of the platforms, attached to harnesses. The door has a beam sealing it off, and they're clearly listening and waiting for a sound or a clue from underneath.
>>23990so are there various platforms through out the tree? oe is there just one?
The Roc starts flapping again, and flies off to the south, vanishing along the horizon.
"OH FUG, the bird!" Thez <whoofs> away.
>>23989Tracy gives a somewhat quizzical look, her plot still nestled upon the eggs causing her to look like a large blue hen, her front hooves crossed on her lap as steam rises all around her.
"... So.. what about their foals..?"
>>23991There's a netowrk of platforms, connecting several trees to the central one. Platforms are at different elevations, and the tree branches are bundled together at points, giving crude rain protection. Its hella shabby, but they can clearly survive in it. No walls to speak of though
>>23996*averts gaze*
"... I.. I can't just leave them here.. they'll freeze to death like this.."
>>23997Nope, just open-air platformed sections. Crude decorations (they're Orcs, and SJWs at that) are at various spots and areas, some shoddy paint and such. Its an eyesore.
>>23998Try it, I dare you.
>>23998If Tracy's faggot wanted to do that, he would've done it already.
>>24003What the actual fuck are we or Tracy going to do with Roc eggs? Seriously
>>24001Thez <whoofs> back to Tracy, her hair a bit singed.
"Saved it! So anyway, I was gonna say I made food. Were you coming back to the tower any time soon?"
>>24008On top of a mountain for months until they hatch into chicks that are hostile and will also die on their own? What the fuck is the end game?
>>24007"... I... *looks down past her lap at her dangling hooves* .. I hadn't planned on it.."
>>24004Hard to say which one is the chief, you see several with stick cage-like armor, but can't tell who's in charge.
>>24010"What, you're going to,... you are, aren't you? You know, we could probably setup the stables,...."
>>24012*looks away again, trying to hide her embarrassment*
".. I just kind of.. acted on instinct I guess.."
>>24012alright i fly down from straight over the tree.
[1d20 = 10]>>24013"You need a hand with those?" Thez offers, with a knowing grin. "I promise I won't drop 'em."
>>24015The orcs are completely oblivious. They're listening for a banging or invasion sound, not the soft buzzing of a fly (even a big one).
>>24017i land and scream in orcish(tongues ftw) "Whos in charge here?!?!"
>>24018The dice was the orc's spot check v. Infernius. Thez drops down next to the eggs and grabs 'em. "You coming too?"
>>24019While ruining the element of surprise, Infernius successfully has the element of surprise, and his use of the orcish tongue surprises them.
"Is that the nazi?" "That's him!" "Mysoginist!" "Mansplainer!"
[16d20 = 162]>>24022She <whooofs> Tracy and the eggs about halfway to the tower. She has a firm grip on the eggs, and the wings on her back auto-extend from the wind rushing past. I'm assuming that tracy is holding onto her back?
"These things work great. They don't entirely prevent me from falling, but they allow me to angle my descent for better speed and direction. Thanks again for them." About 32 seconds of rapid gliding later, she <whooofs> all to the tower stables. She sets the eggs down and retracts the wing-glider and ties it with a loosely attached piece of strap.
>>24024Some of the orcs reeee, and attempt to charge, forgetting that they're tied to a harness.
[5d20 = 36]
3 of the orcs fall off the edge as a result, and are dangling over the side. 5 keep their wits about them though, and fire arrows.
Kek. One of the orcs shoots another orc who tried to charge.
>>24025>>24026"Hitler do nothing wrong!!"
>>24025*tries not to vomit*
"Th.. th-thanks a lot.. Thez.." (she means it though)
Tracy regains her footing, and checks to see if the eggs are fine, pressing an ear to each vessel.
>>24028They're sufficiently aggro'd, and you lack the ability to enrage them further. Your move.
>>24029They're good. Trollestia nods respectfully to Tracy, while Thez takes Ponimaru aside to talk to him.
Why the fuck are you keeping the eggs. What are you going to do with chick rocs? What are you going to do with adolescent rocs? What are you going todo with adult rocs? Why are you going to leave all of those Ina place they can be a danger to other animals?
>>24029"You're welcome, anytime," she smiles, leaving the stables.
[3d20 = 31]>>24030kill them as brutally as many as i can. so they fear me.
>>24031*sits on eggs and lets out a confused, hormonal sigh*
>>24032It takes one week to rear a wild animal so that it becomes domesticated. Idk why you're upset about it. Domesticated Rocs would be a valuable asset. >>24034Well they are spread out, but they're also pretty much stuck in place. You can start mobbing through them one-by-one though. You'd need a pretty low dice roll to miss.
>>24003>try it if are youFuck you, that's exactly what ongoing to do
[1d20 = 2]>>24036perception to see if i can find the xir in charge
[3d20 = 40]>>24040kill some more untill i can roll perception again.
>>24035*Tracy begins to tremble slightly, not unlike a pressure cooker, steam rising all around her as her cheeks grow slightly red*
>>24040Did How much longer would it take to complete that ring?
>is busy nurturing eggs, but wonders if the mold she cast is done yet >>24043They got some good rolls there..
[5d8 = 18]
Infernius realizes he has already killed the leader as he is shot by 5 of the orcs.
>>24046ok can i skull fuck the leader to send a message to the rest of the orcs?
>>24047I applaud the creativity. You may skullfuck. That's pretty dark, so I'm gonna say that the orcs are stunned, and that has seriously weakened their morale. That you disengaged, while u have 5 arrows sticking out of you,... yeah its a pretty edgy move.
>>24048sjws deserve it. plus one clubbed me.
[3d20 = 22]>>24049i grapple as many as i can the fly to the containment area.
>>24050You were invading their safe space. Still, I don't disagree with your choice
>>24050I know. It's pretty awesome too.
>tfw Cleric is beating you at edginess, while you're busy nursing orphans >>24051Well, they're still harnessed in place, but several are actively removing their harnesses, including the ones that fell down and climbed back up (they missed part of it, but everyone else,... and the Minotaur skull-fucking was enough to convey the severity of the situation. I'll say you have one. Uatchit flies in on cue and zips off.
i could carry that one if you'd like to grab more - Uatchit thinks to Infernius.
[3d20 = 23]>>24054"good girl take it to the prision area then come right back."
grapples some more
Uatchit flies off while Infernius has his way with the orcs. Their morale is devastated. The ease with which he snatched one up and carried it around like a broom,... which just got taken away by a giant fly. and who could forget the skull-fucking? "What do you want from us?!"
"Patriarcy!" from somewhere in the back.
>2:30 AM
After heating the eggs sufficiently, Tracy gets up momentarily to pick up her finished ring in the forge, reluctantly asking Trollestia to ensure nothing happens to her eggs while she's away (the estrogen makes her paranoid).
>>24056"i came her to save your souls but then me was clubbed by some guy.
[1d20 = 16]>>24055"Transphobe!" says one, "Oppressor!" another screams, not really fighting but clearly distressed. Salty tears did rain down as they don't resist the Minotaur who still has arrows sticking out of him.
[1d6 = 2]
One of the orcs runs toward Infernius' flank and grabs an arrow, twisting it.
"No Trump! No KKK! No Fascists in the Game!" xir yells on a sudden inspiration.
[1d20 = 17]>>24059>>24060can i puch through his head?