Read "Corny Nuts"
Which brings us into the next edition of the Game thread! For newcomers, this is an RP thread thats been ongoing for,... shit, 3 months now. How time flies.
Anywhow, its based on a very loose and permissive rendition of classic D&D 3.5 edition as a baseline, and includes whatever additions can be effectively (and not too ludicrously) included; basically whatever players want that also makes some sense.
The party has just made some character and story developments. Trump and Tracy discover that when their powers combine they form Captain Planet,... or rather, Tracy gets uber-sized and most ferocious.
Infernius and Thez have successfully tracked down and captured a Dark Elf who had been masquerading as the proprietor of the Bazaar (there is no proprietor) who were responsible for jacking all their shit.
What happens next? I have some idea, which probably means its not going to go anywhere near how I expect.
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Thez still waits, patiently, for Infernius' response,... even though her record contract (THE record contract) is being negotiated in her absence.
>>25102Wait... it hasn't been negotiated yet? I thought the terms had been set
Oh shit
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>>25098Stout guard surround and place their hands on Trump.
"Sir, you've presented some outlandish documents. While apparently valid, there are inconsistencies that cannot be ignored. We're going to have to ask you to come with us." The guards behind nudge him forward.
>>25090"look im sorry i just feel betrayed about what happen the other night. me still love you but if he does that enough me dont know what could happen to reality but me do know i love you with all me heart."
*climbs out and holds ana close to me and dries her tears*
"will you marry infernuis?"
>>25105"Of course. OF COURSE! I've been waiting for you to say it, even though I made you wear a ring of mine. A thousand times and a thousand years, of course!" she breaks down crying, nestled in his arms, because even her brecious recording contract is second fiddle. Tidbit, the recording contract
was her most prized possession.
Meanwhile, Trump is being escorted to a secure room.
I so didn't plan any of this!Tracy meanwhile warms her eggs, watchful for 'animated spots'.
Infernius is busy, as is Thez, so the story involves Trump, as well as Tracy who wishes to respond.
>she finds a curious note taped to her, that says "Trump is in trouble, needs a show-person. R u game? Take Fae, IDK why he didn't. - T" Excuse me, I meant to say Taylor (too many T names!)
That was definitively for Taylor
>>25101Um... just in case, please be ready
Hoping Taylor wasn't scared off
*Hums, still watching the eggs*
>>25112"He's probably gotten himself into some shit again, be ready," Fae offers as she flies off. It isn't long before Taylor touches down outside Sparintenar. The guards are most welcoming to a lovely young woman such as her, without even asking her purpose or reason for entering. She can immediately discern there is a gathering of guards around the center of commerce, but otherwise (aside from some Thez posters,... she's better at reading posters than Trump) there appears no immediate impetus.
>>25114I continue towards the guards.
>>25114To one of the guards in his vicinity inside of the building
"Is there an issue?"
>>25116My client,have you seen him?
>>25116"Please step forward sir, your documents are highly suspect, and you're being detained until furher notice"
you get it? fuhrer notice?>>25117"You have a client? You look like a main attaction to me!" Laughter erupts from the guards assembled.
>>25118Aw thats sweet of y'all to say. But have you seen a man in gold armor?
>>25119"You don't mean the guy inside? Hold on a minute."
He disappears.
From inside
>>25116"Hold on a second!" calls a guard from the other end of the building. "There's a hawt chick at the entrance who describes a guy just like him. Maybe we should check him out before,... you know."
>>25113Tracy feels a compelling voice calling to her from a distance. She can perceive the distance, and fixate on the location. Its that way.
>>25120>>25122Okay then.
*gets up, eyes blank*
".. I have to go.." She says in a monotone
*steps out of the stables, immediately transforms, and flies off as a dashing blue bolt*
>>25123Did not mean to shitpost so ironically there.. Was picking stuff out of my Taylor folder.
It's perfect though. >>25125
meh
*is blazing towards the city*
>>25123She's not compelled, but she is called.
>>25124Oh fug, its been you the whole time hasn't it?
>>25127Hoping nevermind.
So is Taylor negotiating with the guards, or is Tracy's faggot playing 2 characters?
>>25126*cough* You can teleport through the Etheral Plane *cough*
>>25128Im negotiationing for you fagoot.
>>25130>>25128Oops thought you were trump.
>>25131So the guards holding Trump are stalled, while Taylor (outside) pleads her case.
GM thinks its time for an impromptu meme-song performance,... its not required but it would make the scene nicely [1d20 = 4]>>25129>teleportCan she do that?
*teleports behind you*
"You called?"
Rolling Intimidate (+21 in this form) to scare the ever-living piss out of everyone around, with a sudden appearance with smoke and fire.>Monotone, but with a monster's voice"Now, just what are all you little dorks doing with my husband?"
Meanwhile, Thez continues to bawl and sniffle, while Infernius pretends to neither bawl and sniffle, Tracy sits atop eggs, Torcuil is still in a coma, and Trump waits to see if his anal cavity is violated.
>>25133NO teleport. Good show, but it will take Tracy a minimum of 4 rounds to arrive on scene, assuming she doesn't need any direction (which she would).
>>25132Look if you let my friend go ill put on a free concert for the city. Heres a simple song.
https://youtu.be/3tmd-ClpJxA >>25133>directionScratch that, just 4 rounds
>>25133For the first time perhaps ever, Trumpaladin is not startled in the least
*mounts Tracy*
To Guards: "She came for me. This fine mare right here is my performer. Does a Damned fine rendition of "Ghost Rider's in the Sky"
To Tracy:
"Situation's fucked. Thez gave me a bad contract, or maybe the Guards mistakenly believed that I was representing myself as Thez. I have no idea. All I can say, is mission failed, and get me the fuck out of here. Use your etheralness, your smoke, your smoke bombs, let be use your smoke cane, whatever, just get me the fuck out of here"
>>25134Use ether and skills to make it seem as though she appeared out of nowhere.
>>25137WHOA now, Tracy DOESN'T show up. Tracy is en route, but don't get ahead of yourself. Taylor is pleading your case at the moment.
>>25139I know my move regardless. I prepared for this contingency
Tracy moves at more than twice Fae's speed, and can move at three times that speed momentarily. Why didn't it take Fae four rounds?
>>25139Unless the guards are willing to talk
>>25139>>25142"Now hol' up. hol' up. What kind of inconsistencies?"
>>25140Oh you did?
In response to Taylor's impromptu performance (not sure how she did the narrative bit at the end but kek) they're completely sold. "Please, forgive us for doubting! Let us usher you inside!"
At the same time, Tracy comes crashing through one of the windows of the building, before anyone can respond. As Taylor is brought forward, and Tracy shuffles off debris and broken glass,... scene:
(whoever, do ur thing)
Way too much like that time I was detained at the Federal Courthouse in Dallas...
>>25141It didn't take Fae 4 rounds, it took Thez 4 rounds, and only cuz Trump's armor is heavy as fug
>>25144Im not the only t swift you know back on erde we discovered multiverse travel.
>>25144"All part of the show, folks!"
>>25148The counter guy gives Trump a look.
Guards move to restrict both Taylor and Tracy, not sure whats going on.
>>25150Chill out guys shes my horse.
>>25149At this, the guards form a sort of perimeter, neither detaining nor obstructing Taylor or Tracy.
please continue