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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So, Tracy is all blades and wariness, Trump is resolved and resolute in his resplendent armor, Torcuil seems indifferent, Infernius has a raging (inclination to do stuff) and Lee is the new guy, steadily making his way through the group
Hey hippy come see,i need to talk to you.
[1d20 = 1]
>>2793
No no no no. Trumpaladin casts Football block. Also the parts not protected by steel plate have thick leather. (Still gross)
>>2793
No no no no. Trumpaladin casts Football block. Also the parts not protected by steel plate have thick leather. (Still gross)
I have to admit to being a little unprepared. It didn't (never does Xp) go how I intend, and I apologize in my inability to roll with 'the punches'. We're on the verge of some story-uniting shit tho, so any inconsistencies will be ironed out quickly.
Tracy fully climaxes on Trump, (cuz she said so), and Thez is STILL displaying an IDGAF posture in the midst of it all.
Again, it wasn't planned, but fuck it all.
>>2794
>rolled a 1
>sighs
Whatever you intended, it went awry. We'll leave it at that. >_<
>>2795
Sleep well, until next time.
Tracy fully climaxes on Trump, (cuz she said so), and Thez is STILL displaying an IDGAF posture in the midst of it all.
Again, it wasn't planned, but fuck it all.
>>2794
>rolled a 1
>sighs
Whatever you intended, it went awry. We'll leave it at that. >_<
>>2795
Sleep well, until next time.
>>2797
Yes of course. She's standing in the open, with her arms across her chest, not sur3e at ALL what's going on.
Yes of course. She's standing in the open, with her arms across her chest, not sur3e at ALL what's going on.
>>2803
>sighs at the mention of Lenos, but observably relaxes
"Fantastic. You said Lenos," the hippy demeanor disappears and a purple female replaces.
"When did you see this Lenos?"
>sighs at the mention of Lenos, but observably relaxes
"Fantastic. You said Lenos," the hippy demeanor disappears and a purple female replaces.
"When did you see this Lenos?"
>>2806
>mutters something about Fire traps
"Okay then," she crosses her arms, "What did you give him?"
>mutters something about Fire traps
"Okay then," she crosses her arms, "What did you give him?"
>>2808
>doesn't know joints
"Is that supposed to be food? <sniffs it>
"What? IDK what that is, but its not right."
>doesn't know joints
"Is that supposed to be food? <sniffs it>
"What? IDK what that is, but its not right."
>she can't restrain herself and starts uproariously laughing
"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't help myself. (chuckling incessantly) If you've seen Lenos, well that means a number of things."
>>2811
Yea u do
"Is he around? I looked for him but I didn't see any sign. I thought he'd been reset with the Game."
Thez offers
"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't help myself. (chuckling incessantly) If you've seen Lenos, well that means a number of things."
>>2811
Yea u do
"Is he around? I looked for him but I didn't see any sign. I thought he'd been reset with the Game."
Thez offers
>>2815
She sniffs the air while the other players (?) stare idly. Glancing at them, and then back at you she says finally, through squinted eyes:
"Okay! Don't die tho!" (the behavior is inconsistent with the apparent Hippy who is acting out the behaviors)
She sniffs the air while the other players (?) stare idly. Glancing at them, and then back at you she says finally, through squinted eyes:
"Okay! Don't die tho!" (the behavior is inconsistent with the apparent Hippy who is acting out the behaviors)
Holy shit, we did some actual play while I was delirious from the gas! We have another player! ROFLMAO!
>>2826
Nitrous, I had oral surgery. It looks like it was fun though. The intent was to allow the characters to interact a bit before entering the city and that seems to have occurred, though there are a couple times where I can tell my mind was wandering and I could have gotten to the fucking point. Oh well, it definitely won't happen again.
Nitrous, I had oral surgery. It looks like it was fun though. The intent was to allow the characters to interact a bit before entering the city and that seems to have occurred, though there are a couple times where I can tell my mind was wandering and I could have gotten to the fucking point. Oh well, it definitely won't happen again.
>Deep breath
Alright. This is not game time, but I'm going to start describing things.
The rocky hills slowly calm to sweeping plains as the group continues to plod toward the city in the distance. The city it becomes apparent, is a large and bustling port town at the edge of some waterways that the GM is not proficient enough with geology to render convincingly (yet), but adjacent and attached to the city is a large dock capable of housing (and indeed, is housing) several sea-faring vessels.
Excepting a single tower, the city its self is still largely obstructed by the massive walls (which upon growing nearer show signs of wear, abuse, and deliberate non-friendly fire) which are ringed with cannons and ballistae. Several distant roads and bridges can be seen snaking their way toward one another and the city its self. Its too far away yet to see individual people, but you can determine that the city is largely commercial both by land and water.
Alright. This is not game time, but I'm going to start describing things.
The rocky hills slowly calm to sweeping plains as the group continues to plod toward the city in the distance. The city it becomes apparent, is a large and bustling port town at the edge of some waterways that the GM is not proficient enough with geology to render convincingly (yet), but adjacent and attached to the city is a large dock capable of housing (and indeed, is housing) several sea-faring vessels.
Excepting a single tower, the city its self is still largely obstructed by the massive walls (which upon growing nearer show signs of wear, abuse, and deliberate non-friendly fire) which are ringed with cannons and ballistae. Several distant roads and bridges can be seen snaking their way toward one another and the city its self. Its too far away yet to see individual people, but you can determine that the city is largely commercial both by land and water.
Thez and Yak Lee finished conferring with regard to his appearance, while the greater party kinda just watched confusedly. The overall perception is that Thez has an idea of what's going on - to do with someone named Lenos - and that Yak Lee is not a threat. He is a yak tho.
For Yak Lee's benefit, a description of the assembled party.
Most visably commanding is Trumpaladin, a glorious and shining example of charisma, dignity, righteousness, and Football. In brilliant shining armor, a thick tower shield slung over his back (for travel), he is both a radiant banner and a walking tank.
Ever nearby Trump is a 3 1/2 pastel-blue pony in imprecisely-torn hide with a bandolier of wickedly sharp kitchen knives. Alternating between quadraped and biped movement she also talks, and displays a personality as sharp and as particular as her cutlery.
Towering over everyone except Trump (and Lee) is Infernius, a Minotaur cleric of Adolph Hitler. Mein Kampf in hand and a massive Zweihand slung over his shoulder, he plods with deliberation and focus on his face and in his step.
Next comes Torcuil, a bearded Scotsman in a billowing tartan robe. He has a small note-pad with him that he occasionally references and makes notes with, sometimes causing slight bursts of color and magic drawing various looks of satisfaction and confusion. It can't be determined precisely what he is doing, but it is clear he is doing some experimental reasoning. Lastly there is Thez, who though having presented herself briefly in her true purple manner, has reverted to appearing as an old hippy in in worn and ragged suede blankets.
For Yak Lee's benefit, a description of the assembled party.
Most visably commanding is Trumpaladin, a glorious and shining example of charisma, dignity, righteousness, and Football. In brilliant shining armor, a thick tower shield slung over his back (for travel), he is both a radiant banner and a walking tank.
Ever nearby Trump is a 3 1/2 pastel-blue pony in imprecisely-torn hide with a bandolier of wickedly sharp kitchen knives. Alternating between quadraped and biped movement she also talks, and displays a personality as sharp and as particular as her cutlery.
Towering over everyone except Trump (and Lee) is Infernius, a Minotaur cleric of Adolph Hitler. Mein Kampf in hand and a massive Zweihand slung over his shoulder, he plods with deliberation and focus on his face and in his step.
Next comes Torcuil, a bearded Scotsman in a billowing tartan robe. He has a small note-pad with him that he occasionally references and makes notes with, sometimes causing slight bursts of color and magic drawing various looks of satisfaction and confusion. It can't be determined precisely what he is doing, but it is clear he is doing some experimental reasoning. Lastly there is Thez, who though having presented herself briefly in her true purple manner, has reverted to appearing as an old hippy in in worn and ragged suede blankets.
>>2873
>thot spray; monk v cleric
Undetermined so far
With monks, think shaolin, martial arts, etc; ascetics and all that. With clerics, think anywhere between holy priests to battlefield god-champions.
>thot spray; monk v cleric
Undetermined so far
With monks, think shaolin, martial arts, etc; ascetics and all that. With clerics, think anywhere between holy priests to battlefield god-champions.
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