/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal

[1d20 = 5]
I wanted to appear out of nowhere like a ghost ( >>25138 ), but whatever....
First do this >>25133
Then:
>>25137
"Awww, I thought you'd want to make a mess first."
[protective, but bloodthirsty nightmare noises]
*looks over at
Intimidate +21
"It seems we got off on the wrong hoof here, sweethearts. If you don't mind, we'll be taking our leave."
[growling nightmare noises]
>>25149
"Taylor? When did you get here?"
>>25151
>my horse

>>25153
Thez gave me a note.

>>25144
That was the purpose of keeping the mounts in reserve. Have a way to fight or flee from the scene should it go sour

>>25149
I'm Trump...

>>25150
"I'm sorry, I believe there has been some sort of misunderstanding. I am here as an agent for several performing artists. I'm... Not sure why the mare came through the window but we'll fix that"

>>25153
*pets Cauchemar*
"just one minute Tracy"

>>25153
"No mess, little pony"
*whispers*
"Do NOT let them know you can plane shift"

>>25154
"Ah.. I should've guessed. Thiss contract thingy is her business anyway."
[growling monster noises]
"So..? Did I miss the party? Or did it just start?"
>>25156
noted

>>25155
Trump emerges, amidst the the very unnerved guards (more of whom are appearing from behind doors with weird cylinders in their hands).
>>25153
I intuited the crash, should I not? Probably best to roll with it though. - GM

>>25157
My friends here where just leting the don go.

Taylor stands before a group of guards who seem favorably impressed, Tracy is surrounded by guards who seem DECIDEDLY distressed, and Trump is flanked by guards who are bored.

>>25158
"Hold up, Hold up, Don't you appreciate a good show, all of you? That's what we're here for. To entertain and put on a show"

>>25160
Cast calm on the distressed guys.

And meanwhile, there was much humpage between Infernius and Thez, who may not have entirely made their way out of the Entertron (what, its true,...)

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>>25159
"Oh, I see there no problem then.
.. RIGHT?"
Intimidate +21 Check
>>25162
Save it for later. I'm scarring them first.

>>25163
i am totally fine with this.

>>25162
That'll work. Several of the unaffected guards note the use of magic, but don't call alarm at it.
>>25164
Tracy picks on some of the guards, enraged an enflamed (though not full size,... still intimidating tho)
>>25165
"S... s... stahp,.... no d... don't.... s... stahp" sorry, not sorry

>>25164
"Psst! Tracy! Want to locate Thez's Contract?"

>>25166
>they log everything we do
Fuck

>>25167
Psst! The guy has it still. Let this play out

>>25166
*nibblees them elf ears*

Trumpaladin did get on her back, right?

Taylor and Tracy, you have the floor. Taylor isn't sure exactly what is being played out, but she can see that its more 'involved' than a normal procedural (as the environment would indicate should take place). Tracy likewise doesn't know what is going on, but she can tell that there are a number of guards who are surrounding, and that no one is attacking but there's ALOT of fear in the room.

"Alright, that's about enough of this." says a squeaky voice from the far (away from the door) end.

>>25169
To the Guards

"What is the issue here exactly?"

>>25164
"Tracy dear, can I borrow your cane?"

>>25172
He's standing right next to her with an arm over her about to Jump on, so it doesn't look like he intends to ride her out, but he could do it quickly

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>>25173
Listen +21
Home-in on the squeaky voice.
>>25174
"I.. I might want to use it in a bit.."
*begrudgingly offers cane*
Get on.

>>25173
So what exactly is taking so long sir/ma'am

>>25176
Gets on the horse
*whispers*
"I wanted something that could produce smoke..."

>>25174
He's not that close, there's at least 2 car-lengths between them.
>>25171
Meanwhile, Thez orgasms all over the inside face of the Entertron. what?

"Men, stand DOWN!" The squeak commands, authoritatively despite its diminuative tenor. The assembled guards assume an at attention stance, except those immediately surrounding either Taylor or Tracy.
>>25177
>3 minutes
>so long
I gave Taylor a chance to interject
>>25178
Whoa there, see above

>>25179
Smiles at squeaky man

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>>25178
>*speaks into mind*
'I can do that..'
Isn't Elway's giant face statue in there?

A squirrel wearing a combat helmet wanders its way in front of the bureaucrat. Over his shoulder is an oversized pipe with a handle on it. "Just what the fuck do you think you're doing in my city? Answer quick, its easier to clean you off the pavement."

>>25180
Walks up to the man and says hello.

Taylor recognizes the device as a modified RPG

>>25182
"We're here to open up trade and provide entertainment, of course!"
\r

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>>25182
Cast Cause Fear
"I came here to pick-up my husband. Who the fuck are you?!"
Intimidate +21

>>25180
The squirrel regards Trump, then motions to his men for a full rundown. As they're giving it, Trump says >>25185

>>25179
*bites down her neck softly* (like a lion does while fugging.)

>>25184
Hey man my friend here is free to go. Ive made a deal with your men his release for a free concert.

>>25184
How much does it weigh?

>>25185
The squirrel leaps in the air and fires his RPG at the ground, vaulting him effortlessly onto Trump's head. "Entertainment? Is that what you call this?" <bonk>
As the stars clear Trump's head, Tracy attempts Cause Fear, which may work on the guards (I'm not gonna bother rolling), but which the squirrel walks right through and up to. "And you, is that supposed to be impressive?" He yoda-flips over to Taylor. "Cute, but you're in the shit now." he strides away, brimming with confidence. He points to Trump: "You've got documents that couldn't POSSIBLY be authentic, because there isn't anyone in this whole CITY who could validate them EXCEPT me, because they were written for PLAYERS." he points to Tracy "I don't even know what's going on with you, what, a flaming pony? FFS!" and then points at Taylor "You just LOOK too innocent, I don't trust you either!"
Back at Trump. "I don't know your game, but so help me, if one of these men gets so much of a blister I'll",... he trails off, giving players an opportunity to interject something that might distract or defer him.

>>25191
Smiling

"Oh, you've yet to see entertainment. And those documents are absolutely genuine. The real deal. Thez is the elder of our party"

>>25192
He stops.

>>25189
>he touched him
[angry nightmare noises]

>>25192
He spins, and glares intimdatingly (for a squirrel) at Trump. "You can validate these claims? And what of this one?" points at Taylor "I hear she made a stir amongst the guards outside." nods from the guards just inside the door.

*smoke rises off of angry nightmare*
Gib cane.

>>25193
>>25196
"Yes, Thez. The musical sensation. She's with us. Not at the moment, but with our party generally. She can perform even more.

As for her, she's a damned fine talent all of her own. Just listen to one of her musical numbers. Watch her dance routine. You'll see."

>>25199
The squirrel waves his wee hand, and the guards around Taylor relax a bit. He rests those wee hands on his bazooka.

>>25201
*glares*

>>25201
Chill out squirrel.

>>25204
He tilts his head. "So you're a performer then? This is as good a time as any." still with that squeaky voice.

>>25206
Yea i was gonna do a concert if you let us go.

>>25201
*after the squirrel speaks to Tay*
"You'll get everything you want from Thez, and this one here. But honestly, that's not why I came to you. I came to you to offer you something greater. Not just songs - and you WILL get those - but an entire way of life"

>>25207
"Tay, I can get you more than a concert. Now play for all of us"

>>25207
"Show me."
>>25208
He raises his wee hand to Trump, clearly interested now in the lovely blond who his attention has been directed to.
>>25210
I KNOW that, but one would expect a more bestial sort of grunt or whatever, oh nevermind, keep doing it

>>25209
[Plays smoke on the water]

>>25213
*tracys for some reason thinks infernuis would be cherring*

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>>25212
>GM can't find Taylor Swift doing smoke on the water.
>>25212
that>>25213 would have worked better, esp since the guards outside already were impressed by it. Wanna swap quick?

>>25212
It doesn't have to be,... but for continuity of character and effect, a Taylor Swift song would be best,... you've already got the dice roll needed,....

Spoiler alert, the game is set. The party is going to be escorted, agreements and arrangements are going to made, and players will find themselves making accords. Its not bad.

>>25216
But wouldnt it be tacky to do that song again?

Trumpaladin tries to see if he can get Tracy closer to him as Tay plays

>>25219
*walks right up to him*
>empathetic link

>>25221
This one is lovely too.

>>25219
IMO, yes, but I can't find a compelling rendition of Smoke on the Water that fits with Taylor's motif. We can go with that if you really want, but I think the scene can be completed a little better than that. Blank Space, Shake it off,....
>>25221
That'll work

>>25222
*hands cane to Cauchemar, and tries to sooth her*
"It's alright, the danger has passed. Now, it's time to extend a franchise"

>>25225
>is soothed
"..Hmmm.. Don't go putting yourself in trouble now.. I get worried.."

>>25221
*tries to surpress love of country music*

>>25224
This was a better choice, granting a positive modifier for the scene (it fits with the mentality of a militaristic society that is unaccustomed to overt social/romantic expressions).
Long story short, at the close of the song the guards are all cheering and relaxed. The squirrel of course hasn't moved.
"I don't know who you all are. You make quite an entrance," mutters something about the front door and not causing a stir he walks right up to Trump. "I have two questions for you. Well, one question really. I expect you will join me for dinner. My request is that you consider selling me that fine steed of yours," he says indicating Tracy. "That one's a FIGHTER!"

>>25226
"Little pony, don't you see? That's why I need you. I go in to try to talk things out. And if that fails, fight or flight is best."
Looks right at her and grabs her cute horsey cheeks
"And that's where you come in"

>>25228
"But of course I'll join you for dinner!"

Laughs

"Indeed she is a fighter, but she's not for sale. I came here to sell you something... better. Something all of your citizens will appreciate and love you more for"

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>>25228
Rolling to bite the little faggot's head off (sorry if it works)

As the squirrel speaks his praise, and as his demeanor increasingly shows that the situation and tenseness is diminishing, the soldiers and guards clap their hands on Taylor's shoulders, and nod appreciatively to Tracy (they don't wanna touch cuz fire). Expressions of acknowledgement are cast Trump's way as he exchanges with the squirrel.

>>25230
8O

>>25230
... or just snap close to him..

The squirrel loses a tuft of hair in the process, literally matching the required DC of Tracy's dice roll.
He lands a few feet away. "You see? A FIGHTER! You sure you won't consider?" to Trump, this time from a safer distance.

>>25230
>>25231
>>25232
>>25233
>>25234
>>25235
Whatches in shock.

>>25235
[watchful nightmare noises]
*narrows eyes at squirrel, in an 'I'm watching you' sort of glare*

>>25235
Trumpaladin is as stunned as the Squirrel

"... First, I think you should hear the offer I came here to make. Something as good - greater, perhaps - then any entertainment you've experienced before"

*death glare at Tracy*
"Flashy is working a business deal, sweetie"

>>25238
She's a fighter. What can I say?
[whimpers, not unlike a scolded dog]

>>25238
"I'll hear it, as long as there's no funny business," he says patting his partially bald tail. "Men, see that proper rooms are provided for the lot of them. Not the chintzy ones either, the ones reserved for proper guests." to Trump "You, take your time, but I wish to speak at length with you."
>>25239
Now I'M sad, Tracy did good! ._.

>>25235
I Go and take a bath with few hot Guards.

>>25214
Nevermind, forget I said anything. But uh,... "MOAR"

>>25243
.. and will have no trouble choosing her preference, as many (most) are willing to offer, or rather "look enthusiastic".

>>25239
Can I deflate the Cauchemar into a more manageable pony form?

"And I wish to speak at length with you. I'm quite curious to see what the dinner is like here, actually"

>>25246
Tracy wasn't full Cauchemar, she was flaming Warhorse at the moment, but yes you can likely calm her especially if you insist she remain at your side,... just sayin'

>>25242
>Did good
If she killed the squirrel, who the hell would I negotiate with?

>>25246
I don't really want to, but sure you can.
She can remain in that form as long as she's in his immediate vicinity, right?

>>25247
Well no shit she can stay at my side

>>25249
You can remain in full warhorse if you stop trying to kill my business associates

>>25244
*grabs thez and gets out of the enterion*
*walks over to a chair*
*sets her in it*
*eats the pussy like a waermelon*
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LHc-pY7kidQ

>>25249
Well, technically she was never mounted, but as long as you're not going to eat anyone you can do as you please. I'd prefer the scene not devolve into a conflict though
>>25251
This

>>25253
>>25251
Okay.
Muh flowcharts..

>>25252
o_O That'll work, but don't be surprised if she grapples and attempts to mount ur horn,....

>>25254
Trumpalaldin communicates everything said in the thread above by means of stares, emphatic links, and explicitly telling Tracy "don't fuck up our plans."

>>25255
"kinky"