Continuing the (eh?) compelling story of Torcuil the Meme Magician, Trump the (ahem) Shining and Resplendent Paladin, Tracy the edge-lord (multiple meanings there), and Infernius the Minotaur.
The party has found its self overlooking a rocky hillock leading toward a town into which several large and small rivers connect. Chirpy birds 'bweeet' from their nests and posts, while squirrels jubilantly roll in the dirt (they do that FYI) while foraging for resources.
It is the very depiction of the phrase "Whatever could go wrong?".
Join us new viewers and anons, for a spectacle of autism and bemusement. ITT we continue,...
THE GAME
(u just lost BTW)
Previous bread
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>>2421CNFY anon, are zMjJ anon by a different IP? (Are you the game master of the previous threads?)
>>2424Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
I have never tripfagged, so thats an ineffective criteria. I am the anon who has created the world of the Game. I alone grasp the 1000s of years that have led from session to session, party to party, and anon to anon. I alone know the secret of that superfuck who keeps firetrapping the rooms, and only through me can the player perceive anything other than a bunch of grown men playing with imaginary dolls.
Pic related, shall I go on?
Tl:dr This is a sincere and consistent transition from the last session to the current.
For those unaware, the game typically runs on Saturday nights, with wanton bants to be had as available through the week. Meaning, Saturday night (ish, depending on timezones) we get together and pretend to brutally murder shit. We engage in thoughtforms of creation and negation, to arrive at a point where none are truly satisfied and all are wanting more. I can wax idiotic about the metaphysical gainz that result of such practices, but knowing doesn't augment (indeed, it inhibits) progress developed along these lines so I will stop.
It's midnight and I'm sick with the Flu, but I'll be damned if I'm going to miss this while everyone else moves on.
>>2429>is suddenly in a darkened room with a single overhead spotlight as the only source of reference."WHY ARE YOU SICK WITH THE FLU"
>commands/asks a disembodied voice >>2430This aside, players are freely welcome to interact with their environment (within reason) in an agreeable sense to many forms of console gaming (except gainz, those have to be approved. Everywhere r gains.).
current situational map, per perspective
>>2426Ah, I see. You threw me off your scent for a minute there.
When logged in as a moderator, a hashed version of the IP address (which is based on a hidden formula and almost impossible to reverse engineer into the raw IP address) appears between the name field and the flag. It is divided into smaller parts, making it very easy to memorize the first few letters of a hash after only a few viewings, and making it way to distinguish familiar IPs from new ones. Effectively, this gives users a global ID. In your case, you had a hash beginning in zMjJ for perhaps a month, and then apparently changed IPs to one appearing as CNFY Alright, LET'S DO THIS
>>2433Wage war then, anon. Tell your body, your organs, your cells, that this (((infection))) will neither be tolerated, nor will it be allowed to last. That your(these) responses are mobilized is a credit to the threat, the only response to which is elimination.
Tell your body this with equal conviction, and it will respond in kind
>haz no idea how his IP works,... he thought he did until was proven wrong
As long as you all know I'm the long-winded, sadistic devil-monk enabling, game-masterbatoring, conscripting, awesomer-than-eber-else-cuz-reasons DM, thats fine.
>>2439... barring legitimate acrobatic, climibing, or survival skills, yes
>>2441>lucky I have dental work tomorrowWhich face, or which direction? Map may help
>>2441>climbYou DO realize you're a Minotaur right?
>>2435IDFK why IP changed, I'm the noob in das haus
[1d20 = 5]>>2445have you reset your router?
>>2443Well, there won't be anymore murder tonight. TBH, I planned to rebake bread and update with images and descriptives,... had no idea peepz wud be online
>>2447"She's pretty as a daisy,
but look out man she's crazy"
Oh wait hold on,....
There's an ancient Red Dragon,... and he eats (you).
U just lost the Game;
on 2 levels. Xp
>>2448Fortunately for her i like crazy
>>2452Infernuis want horse pussy
>>2458 Wait, which one are you anyway?
>>2461hey how do you feel about my ocs,guy?
>>2462If u mean Red Bull (sudden inspiration), no worries. If character is 'advanced' (high 'maintenance') then hit me up (ITT) about some of what we (as players and interactors) should be aware of. Note, I didn't say anything goes, but if its reasonable?
>>2463i havent really put much thouht into my backstory yet,ill give it some thought.
>>2428>pretend to brutally murder shitDont forget
"Certain activites that have no brakes"
Thez disappears for a moment, and then after 6.28 seconds comes crashing to the ground with a melon-sized dead bird in her hands. She casually begins plucking and eating it.
"Good morning!"
>>2472Tracy looks up from the knife she's sharpening.
"'Morning, bitch."
>>2474>noms noms"Well, its not a Roc certainly, but its still tasty"
>>2475Haha,you cant eat rock. Even Infernuis know that.