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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[1d20 = 5]I wanted to appear out of nowhere like a ghost (
>>25138 ), but whatever....
First do this
>>25133Then:
>>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 [Read more] >>25144That was the purpose of keeping the mounts in reserve. Have a way to fight or flee from the scene should it go sour>>25149I'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"
[Read more] >>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?"
>>25156noted
>>25155Trump emerges, amidst the the very unnerved guards (more of whom are appearing from behind doors with weird cylinders in their hands).
>>25153I intuited the crash, should I not? Probably best to roll with it though. - GM
>>25157My 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"
>>25160Cast 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,...)
[1d20 = 15]>>25159"Oh, I see there no problem then.
..
RIGHT?"
Intimidate +21 Check
>>25162Save it for later. I'm scarring them first.
>>25163i am totally fine with this.
>>25162That'll work. Several of the unaffected guards note the use of magic, but don't call alarm at it.
>>25164Tracy 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?"
>>25167Psst! The guy has it still. Let this play out
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.
>>25169To the Guards
"What is the issue here exactly?"
>>25164"Tracy dear, can I borrow your cane?"
>>25172He'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
[1d20 = 11]>>25173Listen +21
Home-in on the squeaky voice.
>>25174"I.. I might want to use it in a bit.."
*begrudgingly offers cane*
Get on. >>25173So what exactly is taking so long sir/ma'am
>>25176Gets on the horse
*whispers*
"I wanted something that could produce smoke..."
>>25174He's not that close, there's at least 2 car-lengths between them.
>>25171Meanwhile, 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 longI gave Taylor a chance to interject
>>25178Whoa there, see above
[Read more] 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."
>>25180Walks 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!"
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[1d20 = 9]>>25182Cast Cause Fear
"I came here to pick-up my husband. Who the fuck are you?!"
Intimidate +21
>>25180The 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.)
>>25184Hey man my friend here is free to go. Ive made a deal with your men his release for a free concert.
>>25185The 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.
>>25191Smiling
"Oh, you've yet to see entertainment. And those documents are absolutely genuine. The real deal. Thez is the elder of our party"
>>25192He 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."
>>25199The squirrel waves his wee hand, and the guards around Taylor relax a bit. He rests those wee hands on his bazooka.